Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 307 Our Bio Gate Strategy
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Sunday, May 7 to Wednesday, May 31, 2006 (Continued)
And then for the coup de grâce: the girls went on the Oprah Show.
Once the public believed how amazing Mark Anderson had been, Julia had sent an idea for a show and some supporting material to Oprah, who'd leaped at the chance; or as Julia thought of it, "swallowed the bait".
Julia, Carol, Donna, Ava, Alexis, Pat, Katelin and several other girls were flown to Chicago, where Oprah's show is recorded. None of the Target Girls went though, as Julia considered them too self-centered to do a good job of boosting me. [When the Target Girls discovered what they'd missed out on, they were LIVID and amazed that they'd not been included. After all, they were easily more beautiful than any of the girls who'd gone.]
The introduction included Oprah saying, "My guests today are Mark Anderson's - the Immortal Boy's! - two sisters and some of his girlfriends. SOME of them!"
The audience thought that this might be a good show.
Julia sat in the seat closest to Oprah, then Carol, Donna, Ava, Alexis, Pat and Katelin; with a row of elevated seats behind the front row for the rest of the girls. Julia was the main spokesgirl and she ran the show, with occasional help from Oprah.
[Julia, Carol, Vanessa and Mom had spent a couple of weeks preparing for this. They'd analyzed past Oprah shows: charted what the audiences had reacted to the best/worst, when Oprah let the guests have free rein and when not, what level of sexual explicitness worked best, studied Oprah's body language for cues for how the guests should behave, looked at timings, etc. Then the women had designed exactly how they wanted the show to go, and had prepared and rehearsed for it. This was Julia's big chance to let the world know how wonderful I was, and she was determined to do an exceptional job of it.]
After the introductions, Julia started with, "You've heard of how fantastically Mark's body and brain operated, but you don't know much about him as a person. Let us show you some family pictures and tell you some VERY personal stories."
It was definitely looking to be an excellent show, thought the audience.
The structure of most of the show was very simple: Julia would display a picture or set of pictures on the big screen at the back of the stage, and then the girls would talk about it. An early example was several short video clips of me playing soccer that Julia had hunted down from around town, mostly from my teammates' families. The clips all showed me very impressively running circles around my opposition (not literal "circles", as that'd be a silly thing to do in soccer). They repeatedly showed me moving like a dream, weaving through multiple defenders to score. Julia pulled out a piece of paper to read the scores for my last few games, adding how many goals I'd personally scored.
That spurred the planned conversation about my athleticism. Julia said, "About three weeks after I started dating Mark, I wanted to arrange a fun day one weekend for a group of my friends from school. I suggested an afternoon of bowling then pizza. Mark was very happy with the pizza part - he was VERY fond of pizza - but he looked uninterested in bowling. I asked him if he knew how to bowl, and he said he'd played half a dozen times, most recently about two years ago. I asked him why he was uninterested, and he told me there'd be no fun in it for him because it'd be too easy now.
-- "One thing you need to know about Mark is that he was the most modest guy you'd ever meet. Some of us even called him 'Modest Mark' as a nickname. He was so self-effacing it used to annoy me sometimes, because I wanted to yell how wonderful he was from the rooftops. So when Mark told me it was too easy for him, that was a very unusual thing for him to say. I asked him what score he thought he'd get, and he apologetically said he'd get 300, because the game was too easy."
That wasn't how it had happened. Julia was LYING! On Oprah! Oh, the TRAVESTY of it all!
"Three hundred?" queried Oprah. "A perfect game?"
"Yes. Mark NEVER boasted." Julia turned to 'her' girls, "Did any of you ever hear Mark make a single boast about himself?"
"No," they all confirmed.
Julia continued, "He wasn't boasting, just apologizing for it not being a fun game for him. I went ahead with it anyway because I wanted my girlfriends to see Mark bowl 300. Just like he said he would, Mark bowled a perfect game. Didn't he girls?"
"Yes," they all chorused, expressed in a variety of ways, to avoid sounding like the chorus they were.
Ava added, "And the next time too, Julia, when I asked him to show me."
-- Ava turned to Oprah, "I couldn't make it that day, Oprah, so I missed seeing him bowl a 300 game. One lunchtime not long after, I was with Carol and Mark and I asked him if he'd show me a 300 game, so the three of us went to the alley and he bowled another one."
Julia said, "I understand the perfect games bowling record is three in a row. Most of you won't believe me, but Mark could've bowled THIRTY perfect games in a row! You've heard what an intellectual genius he was at OSU and how fantastic his body worked internally. His body also worked fantastically externally. Physical activities which are very hard for other people were very easy for Mark, like bowling any number of 300-point games."
Donna told her story about my missing out on spending quality time with my little sister, so I'd volunteered to go on morning runs with her, "Even though Mark's never liked running. He just wanted to goof around with me. He was so good at running I entered him in a national-level, ten kilometer, open men's road race. He won! Mark easily beat the state champion and the third fastest 10k runner in America, even though he only had two casual training runs with me."
Julia had obtained video of the end of the race, showing me burning past the last guy I'd passed and then crossing the finish line, and that was played during Donna's story.
When the girls had been planning this, Ava had suggested making a comment about how graceful I looked when I ran, but Julia had rejected it. Ron moved gracefully, so it wasn't a good thing to draw attention to.
Ava said, "Look how fresh Mark is. He just beat some of the fastest guys in America and he's not even sweating or breathing hard. The sore losers accused Mark of cheating, so he had to give blood and urine, but he was cleared..."
Alexis interrupted, "They just had to ask any of us. We coulda told them how AMAZING his endurance was!"
Oprah picked up the insinuation, raising her eyebrow; surprising me, because I hadn't thought she was a mother.
Julia replied to the eyebrow motion, "When I said all of us were Mark's 'girlfriends', I was using a euphemism. We can talk about that later, if you wish."
It was obvious that the audience wished. A room full of middle-aged women had seen pictures of a very handsome boy, including home movies of him moving like a dream, and a dozen, pretty girls were on stage implying there was a story about him that was MUCH more interesting than sports.
Julia said, "I'll save time by jumping to the point I'm trying to make. Just as Mark was an intellectual genius, he was equally a physical genius. He could bowl as many 300 games as he wanted even though he hadn't bowled for two years. He easily won a national-level 10k race after two fun-runs with his little sister. By the way, Mark was being modest only coming first; he could've easily beaten the world record for 10k. Ava and his sister Donna measured out a marathon course for him one afternoon and he ran it ten minutes under the world record."
The next couple of minutes were spent with Oprah double-checking that Mark was REALLY capable of doing several physical feats that no one could do. All the girls insisting that Mark certainly could.
Carol said something that we'd discussed the pros and cons for, and had decided to go ahead with. She said, "My brother was a miracle. A walking, breathing, miracle, until the Government killed him."
Julia said, "It's true, Oprah. Mark was a miracle. I've got twin brothers ten years older than me. They grew up playing 8-ball against each other on a table we had at home, and they're VERY good at it. They challenged Mark to a game the first time he visited my family. They had to show him how to play because he'd never played it before. My father bet my brothers $10 each that Mark would beat them on his first best-of-three match. Andrew and Robert thought Dad was crazy, but Mark beat them easily.
-- "I saw him play a few demonstration games in the nine months he was my boyfriend, and they were all the same: Mark NEVER needed more than one turn to win a game. If he broke, then his opponent never got a turn. Mark was the greatest athlete the world has ever had, as well as the greatest genius. He truly was a miracle. Maybe we should show the picture of him at the swimming pool? The last one in the list I gave your producer."
This was Julia's "Big cannon" - the weapon she'd been intending to save for the end so it'd be the last thing seen, and therefore what would be best remembered. Julia had decided to display it now because she could see the audience was too skeptical. So a 40-foot high, very carefully chosen, highly flattering picture of me in my bright yellow Speedos appeared in front of an auditorium full of middle-aged, easily excited women. Julia and the other girls joked afterward that they could see the wave of lust sweep through the room, and smell the result a few minutes later.
Julia had told the girls who'd been at the Aquatic Center to email their photos of me to her. Julia had picked the sexiest one to bring to Oprah. The Aquatic Center date had been right after the exams at the end of the previous school year, so less than two weeks after I'd been discharged from the Seattle Hospital. My body was the most muscled-up it'd ever been, I had suntan lotion and the damn bright yellow Speedos on, and the photo had caught me side-on to the afternoon sun, so the shadows accentuated my muscles very effectively. I even had a very nice smile on my face, although it took quite a while before any of the audience noticed that.
It took the best part of a minute for the audience to quiet down. Then Oprah asked, "That has to be a fake?"
All my girls assured Oprah it was real. Julia explained to Oprah, "All of us saw Mark naked many times, and there were dozens of girls at the Aquatic Center that day who were snapping pictures of Mark. Especially when his back was turned. I'm sure you can see why."
In my experience, when seeing my body for the first time, almost every woman says, "I'd KILL for your waist," or, "Your waist is to DIE FOR!" Not Oprah though; mentioning death would have been an embarrassing faux pas even though it had no negative intent. Being a consummate professional, she said instead, "That's the best looking body I've ever seen on a man."
Julia responded, "I know you're very knowledgeable about keeping fit and healthy, Oprah. Guess how many hours a week Mark spent exercising to look like that?"
"ALL of them! He'd have to live in a gym to look like that."
"He played soccer roughly every second week, and that was the only exercise he did, so about one hour per week, Oprah."
Oprah and every member of her audience expressed their disbelief to Julia.
Julia gave them a few seconds to have their say, then she said, "You've seen the doctors and professors raving about how incredibly well the insides of Mark's body worked. His body worked so well on the inside, that what you're looking at is his NATURAL SHAPE! He didn't need to exercise to look like that.
It took a couple more minutes to stress that enough for the objections to die down, whereupon Julia said, "If the Government hadn't killed Mark, he would have learned how to make EVERYBODY look that good without exercise! All of us," Julia waved her hand to include Oprah and the audience, "could have been healthier than ever before in our lives and looked better than the world's most gorgeous supermodels."
The predominately overweight and middle-aged audience were somewhat disappointed that they'd missed out on looking like gorgeous supermodels. There was some angry muttering and a few back and forth comments. Amusingly, increasing human beauty would just raise the bar on what it took to be a supermodel - assuming the improvement was made to virtually everyone, as Julia had implied. People would adapt to the new standards of beauty and that there had been an old one would have been forgotten. Increased health was the only real benefit of the two that Julia had mentioned, but the audience didn't value that as much.
This wasn't the setting to get political, so after agreeing and sympathizing with the audience, Julia got the show back on track by saying, "We've got some more pictures and stories for you. Mark was superhumanly intelligent, superhumanly healthy and superhumanly athletic, but he was also superhumanly NICE. We'll tell you more about Mark the person."
There was still two-thirds of the time left and there was much more to say. Julia got each of the girls to tell a personal story about Mark.
Carol was first. Carol had a picture for her story: of her, Julia and me when we were going out on a fancy date, Carol wearing the extremely sexy special occasion dress that I'd bought her (in this dimension). Oprah immediately recognized the designer, which amused me. More important for Carol's story, everyone recognized how sexy she looked in it, the photo having been chosen to make that point.
Carol said, "Thank you for your compliments. What will surprise you is that Mark bought me that dress. And I ASSURE you that the first thought you all had is very wrong. Mark also bought the necklace I was wearing, the pins in my hair, he told me how to wear my hair, and he told me what style of shoe I should wear with that dress too. By now some of you are probably thinking another wrong thought, but these are Mark's girlfriends around me. Mark was definitely not homosexual. Homosexuality is part of the reason why I'm wearing that dress though. From when I started maturing, I always wore clothes that completely covered my figure. Sacks, really. I was never comfortable exposing myself. As you can see from that photo, something in my life changed, haha.
-- "Julia was that change. I met Julia when Mark started dating her, and I started developing feelings for her. Mark saw that my confusion about myself was starting to clear and that I was starting to gain confidence in myself. He bought me that dress when he knew I was emotionally ready to come out of my shell and be who I really was, and it was the perfect choice for me at that time of my life, giving me exactly the boost I needed. Mark encouraged me to come out as a lesbian at school, which was very good for me too, but it caused dozens of immature boys to make terrible nuisances of themselves by swarming all over me. Mark was a very modest, unassuming, quiet guy, but he got very upset when those boys started troubling me. He was also very gentle, so he'd never defend me by threatening to beat up the troublemakers the way boys normally do. He hated being the center of attention, but what he did was visit several classes around our high school making a speech..." Carol went on to describe my "I Love My Sister Carol" speech. Following on the heels of Carol's saying she came out as a lesbian, it created an absolutely perfect "Oprah Moment".
Donna talked about her betting all her money on my 10k race, and giving the winnings to me to buy a car with, and my using it to buy a different form of transport for her. Brother-sister love was flowing all over the stage very poignantly.
Ava talked about her initial approach to me and how that'd rapidly led to the support she was getting from my two families because her parents were both dying from cancer. She gave me 100% of the credit for all the support, which was totally undeserved praise. Ava showed genuine grief over the state of her parents' ill health, and it was another absolutely perfect Oprah Moment.
Alexis (dressed in black jeans and T-shirt) was in the next seat. "I'm rough. I swear a lot, I run wild, I do whatever I want. I won't tell you WHAT I do, but it's stuff none of you'd want your daughters doing. So most of the kids at school think I'm trash and look down their noses at me, especially the 'In Crowd' girls. But I'm one of Mark's favorites - NOT because I'm easy." Alexis improvised, "Can you put the photo of Mark in his swimsuit back ... That was quick; thanks. Look at that photo. EVERY girl was easy for him. I was one of Mark's favorites because he didn't care about appearances, about the 'In Crowd', or any of that shit. He liked me because he liked me. There was no bullshit about Mark. He had the A-list girls panting after him, but he turned down having sex with them to be my friend. He was a VERY special human being."
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January 1 to late-February, 2007 I won't bother describing the back-and-forth architectural design process we went through for our new home. It was interesting, and Julia had one of the absolute BEST times of her life, but it's really only the final design that matters. Constructing our new home was cool though, so I'll describe that. The Army Engineers had been heavily involved in our new home right from the beginning of the design stage because they had a great deal of...
Sunday, May 1, 2005 (Continued) It only took a few minutes to get home, by which time Carol was VERY eager to get me inside. As soon as the car was nearly stopped, Carol was opening her door and demanding, "Come on! Hurry up!" "Haha. I'm coming; I'm coming. I'll just get the pizza out of the trunk." (I didn't bother writing earlier that I'd taken the pizza when I'd left the Williams'. You should know by now that there was no chance was of me leaving it behind. Julia had put it in...
January 1 to mid-March, 2007 Once the Army pulled out, everything fell onto our shoulders. Not Vanessa's, because her shoulders were already fully loaded, but the rest of us felt the shift of responsibility. We'd known it was coming of course, but when the Army left, EVERYTHING stopped unless we made it move, and that felt quite different. Mom had been frantic for months. Setting up a home at the "stinking rich" end of the market was something Mom had never been exposed to before, so...
Sunday, August 14 to Thursday, September 1, 2005 "Moving In Day" for the mansion - when all the renovations were scheduled to be completed - was promised to be August 23, the day after we'd fly out on our honeymoon. We weren't going to miss the work though. The Main House's renovations had very little effect on our moving in process, as they were restricted to one master bedroom and the basement wall, which were isolated jobs and quickly finished. [As it turned out, my wing's...
Friday, November 21, 2003 Other than tending my wounds and dressing to ensure they wouldn't be exposed, it started just like any other school day. When I got to school, I took Mom's note to the office. They told me that I was required to study in the library during PE periods, which I thought was an excellent alternative. I'd never been beaten up in the library. I found Brent in the usual place with the usual crowd, and handed his class notes back to him. The guys asked me where I'd...
Saturday, April 30, 2005 (Continued) Mom was preparing dinner in the kitchen. "Hi Mom. Do you know that Carol and I are going out tonight, with Julia and Ava? I think we are anyway; I need to check." "Yes, I've heard. This is just for the three of us." I started eating pieces of the ingredients. Mom didn't object, as she always cooks 'too much' (silly concept), as leftovers disappear from our fridge amazingly quickly. Mom asked, "Did you win?" "Yes. Much the same result as the...
Sunday, June 12, 2005 I'd intended to stay with Prof until he was discharged, but I got pushed into going home a week before then. No one wanted me to miss my exams, and Prof was doing so much better that I didn't have a strong reason to stay. Exams started on Monday, June 13, so I agreed to leave on the Sunday the 12th. [[While I think to mention it, the academic year's start and stop dates varied across dimensions too, with the dates of the dimensions already discussed herein being...
Saturday, November 29, 2003 to Saturday, January 31, 2004 I had planned otherwise, but I started showing my apparently increased intelligence at school much more than I'd intended. It started with the teachers seeing that I was bored. They assumed my not paying attention was because I was misbehaving and they used the time-honored tactic of challenging me to answer a question about whatever they were currently talking about. I didn't have any reason to give deliberately incorrect answers,...
Awakening The Sacred Gate June 2003Awakening The Sacred Gate to Supreme Bliss:Tantric G-Spot Orgasm & Female Ejaculationby Somraj Pokras and Jeffre TallTrees, Ph.D.Published by TantraAtTahoe.comCopyright © 2003 by Tantra At TahoeALL RIGHTS RESERVEDNo part of this publication may be stored, reproduced, forwarded via email, or transmittedin any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying and recording,or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system,...
Friday, April 8, 2005 I leaped out of bed in the morning, eager for breakfast, as usual. I was at the table before I remembered that we needed to have someone on centering duty. #3 was picked as #2 had been on the last duty last night. While eating I concentrated on my proximity sense, to see if I could still detect Mom and Dad when they were in range. Yep, no problems. Their individual 'colors' were unchanged from last evening, which was something I'd wondered about...
Friday, April 8, 2005 (Continued) and a look forward. [I'll jump ahead to describe the aftermath of the latest jock stupidity. I won't bother describing the rest of the crap that went on regarding Biff#4. Especially with the school's strong encouragement that the police do so, Biff#4 was arrested, charged and convicted. Most importantly for Julia and me, he was also expelled, so there was one less violent moron in school. By the time I graduated in just over a year - I had no doubt I'd...
Through the Gate By Morpheus Donovan Parks stood amid the clutter of his garage and smiled proudly. Though boxes of old clothing and items that belonged in a long needed garage sale were scattered about in no particular fashion, it was the jumble of metal, wire, cables and computer components that was in the back of the garage that took his full attention. At first glance, the jumble looked much like the rest of the families discarded junk that filled the garage, though in truth,...
Sunday, September 24, 2006 The Main House's phone rang at 7:31am the next morning. Mrs. Norris to talk with Mom to confirm that her daughters' story about their being given $20,000 each was true. My four parents knew all about the gifts, including the "remain friends" condition to keep the younger girls coming to visit us, and that the real reason for it included so I could have sex with them. Mom was surprisingly permissive about it. I doubt it was because Mom thought I needed some...
The Gate of the World By The Professor The first class after Spring Break is always a killer. I don't know who wants to be there less - the students or the instructor. For the students like me, just back from a week on the Florida beaches, the eight o'clock class was sheer torture. For the instructors... well, as I heard one once remark that teaching at the college level would be terrific if it weren't for all those fucking students. At least it was a small and generally interesting...
Saturday, May 7, 2005 (Continued) Walking downstairs, we could hear the noise of several conversations coming from various directions. We started with the kitchen, because that's where the most important people tend to congregate - a joke that is unfair to Prof. After seeing him in action in Vegas, and with that scheme having worked so fantastically, my respect for him has leaped even higher. Sure enough, the cooks were all there: Mom, Vanessa and Katie West. Also Ava and Sophia. We...
Aran and Elaina followed Burin through the bowels of Dun’Arghol. Over the course of hours, they passed through winding passages, cavernous halls and descended several sets of wide stone steps, many of which were without railing or balustrade and promised a long fall into darkness for any foolish enough to slip. A small retinue accompanied them, led by captain Finya and several of the Dwarves Aran recognised as being with Finya when he’d first met her. Finya led the way, followed by Burin,...
Monday, July 2, 2007 (Continued) We ran to the bedroom, me carrying D-Cup. I laid our poor, shattered, previously inexperienced, previously Good Girl on a sofa in our bedroom. Whether inspired by Nevaeh's monster of an orgasm, or by my obvious desire to reward Carol, Ava and Julia had already thrown Carol onto the bed and had leaped into action on her. I hurried to join in. We all hurried to get Carol off before our sleeping beauty stirred. Carol was already excited so that took very...
Tuesday, July 1 to Thursday, July 10, 2008 It was much easier to get the non-Mom members of my family onto my side. I went running with Donna the next afternoon. We had a long conversation about topics that I knew were important to her. Naturally there was a lot of talk about sex, as Donna was very curious about it anyway and had been bursting to ask me about what she'd observed. She already knew enough about sex to know that she'd seen something very unusual. She was also amazed that...
"I'll walk home, don't worry about me!" "Go ahead, I want to stretch out my legs!" Teddy, the hero Hulkling, mumbled to himself as he strode down the streets of New York. The hero has come off of a long day of heroism; stopping bank robbers and helping old ladies cross the street, the usual suspects for a lower tier hero like him. On days like this, he often opted to walking home, rather than fly, because it made him feel more... 'human'. Well, as human as a kree-skrull hybrid could feel. The...
Part One of the saga concerning a uniquely English village, its unusually highly sexed inhabitants and how an “Incomer” is made to feel very much at home.The Five Bar GateThe first thing that I noticed about the village of Little Standing was that it looked like a clitoris. The reason I thought it looked like that was because I was looking at it on one of those fancy, highly detailed maps that tells you where the pub, power lines and everything else is. They also give contour lines and Little...
Hi, this is Cooldude from Pune. This is my first post and hope you all will enjoy it. I’ve a fantasy of seeing my wife getting fucked royally by a nice hard juicy cock. I’ve tried to talk to her getting laid, but she is not ready to go for a new one other than mine. This is an incident which happened recently when my wife was returning from her mother’s place. She was coming to Pune by Train. Due to the summer rush, all the tickets were booked to the limits. She somehow managed to get a...
"No!" Miss Harcourt cried, "For gods sake No!" as I levelled Mr Cambridge's antique duelling pistol to aim not at Mr Simon Harcourt's head but instead the imaginary spot eight inches above his head whereby the ball would drill a third hole in direct line with his eye sockets. "Why should I spare him?" I demanded, "He has wounded me with his tongue and now his piece." "He, he is young and foolish," she shouted, "And noble in defending my honour!" I held the piece...
I am fortunate to have a back yard large enough to do things in, like growing the three fruit trees that allow me to walk right out the kitchen door and pick my own oranges, lemons, and limes. Then there’s the cactus garden over in one corner. One of the best features of the yard is the brick wall all around it, just short of six feet high. If somebody wants to sunbathe out there in the nude, which a visiting niece once did, she can have complete privacy to do so, as long as she keeps the thick...
It was just an ordinary mop up job to save the world for Buffy when Xander dropped in uninvited. *** Author's note: My thanks to the editor. This story can freely be posted to any free site as long as there's no fee for reading it. *** Buffy and the gate of Gemino (C) 2003 Nabiky S. Buffy flew through the room and landed soundly on her back. She wiped off the blood from her hurt nose. He was too strong. "Foolish girl, you are doomed," the demon master laughed as he...
This is a work of science-fiction in a general sense, and is not possible at all. All characters are made up, and are not based on any real persons dead or alive. All characters are of appropriate age in the story context. If this time of story is offensive to you please do not read it. * John was a special child growing up. He had always felt that he may have had ESP or something close to it. He always had this sense that he had been to places that he never been to before, and meet people...