A Shy Guy s Notebook Part one Meeting Amy
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I stood between Anna and Penny, as everyone boarded the coach. They were still discussing the party while I was scanning the area for problems.
"So far, so good," I thought.
Kip suddenly appeared, speaking to Penny and Anna. "All clear," he reported.
"Okay, Michael. We've got it. If you'll get onboard now, we can get going," Penny said.
"Nicky? Could I meet with you and Vickie for a minute?" I thought to them as I took a seat near the center of the coach. As before, the adults were all near the front and the teens were all in the rear.
"We will, Michael. But you have to promise you won't scan any of us until we say you can," Nicky replied.
"You know, that just makes me want to scan you?" I asked.
"Michael Wagner! Don't you dare!" Nicky said emphatically.
"Please, Michael. We have a surprise for you. Don't ruin it!" Vickie added.
By this time, they were taking seats near me.
"Okay. As long as you give me your word you're not hiding something bad," I told them out loud.
Anna had walked back from the front of the bus in time to hear what I said.
"Trust me. You will NOT think it's bad," she said laughing.
"Is everybody in on it except me?" I cried in mock exasperation.
Anna just looked at me, raising one eyebrow.
"I guess you'll just have to wait and see!" she said teasing me. Catherine must have told her about the one eyebrow thing.
"Are you involved too?" I asked Anna.
"I wish!" she said teasing me again. But I also detected an element of truth in her tease as well.
"I just came back to deliver a message. What you asked Catherine to do is set for 9:30 Monday morning. She wants to know if she is supposed to tell them, or if you're going to?"
"That was fast!" I thought to Catherine. "I mean, I'm super-impressed you could arrange it, given it's after midnight on a weekend!"
"What can I say? I'm good!" Catherine thought back to me. "Besides, Maureen was talking with Harry when I went to say goodnight. She's my doctor."
I could hear her chuckling somewhere up in front of me.
"She said to bring them to her office and she would work them in," Catherine thought.
"Well, thank you for taking care of it. I'll ask both of them if they want to do it and let you know soon," I thought to her.
Anna had realized I was communicating with Catherine, and returned to her seat in the front.
I turned to Nicky and Vickie, who were now seated across the aisle.
"I wanted to talk to you, Nicky, because I have some exciting news, and I want you to be the first to know. One of my goals is to start a foundation, and I just got word that I'll receive the funding to do it in about four to six weeks."
"That's great Michael, but why did you want to tell me first?" Nicky asked.
"Because the Foundation is going to be named in honor of your parents, and..." I started saying before Nicky cut me off.
"I don't have your gift Michael, so I can't tell if you're serious or not," Nicky said, then she paused, looking at me hard. "But if I find out that this is some kind of stupid tease or sick joke, you WILL SO regret it!" she responded angrily.
Surprised at her reaction, I realized too late that her parent's deaths' were still a raw subject with her. So I quickly thought to them, "Vickie, since I promised not to do any scanning, would you scan me and show Nicky what you find?"
To make it easier, I recalled my conversation with Catherine to the front of my mind.
"A HALF BILLION? Oh my god! I can't believe it..." the rest of what they were saying, was drowned in screams and voices as the girls in the rear came charging up the aisle.
Nicky launched herself at me from across the aisle as Vickie excitedly tried to tell the rest of the girls what was going on. The commotion caused the driver to turn on the interior lights to see what was happening.
"I just told Nicky about naming the Foundation after her parents," I thought to Catherine. She quickly relayed the information to the driver and the other adults. Catherine told me to have everyone take a seat or the driver would stop the coach.
Nicky, still straddling me on the seat, continued to hug and kiss on me, between her rambling sentences of amazement and disbelief. Finally, she began to calm down. The others had returned to the rear. Vickie just sat there studying me with a quizzical expression on her face.
It took me a moment, because I was handicapped by not being able to scan her. She had probably picked up on the words 'YOUR parents'.
"I promise that I will answer your questions next week, okay?" I thought to Vickie.
She smiled.
"I don't know if this changes anything about tonight. I guess I need to talk to Nicky first. Send her back when she's through," Vickie said to us as she headed to the rear.
"I'm sorry I snapped at you, Michael. I didn't realize I was that sensitive about them," Nicky told me apologetically.
"No, I'm the one that should have caught it before now," I replied. "Are you okay with naming it in their honor?"
"Oh, Michael!" she said as the tears flowed.
"Nicky, Sweetheart. Since I can't scan you, you're going to have to explain to me why you're crying," I said gently.
It took her another moment or two to regain her composure. I stroked my fingers up and down her back softly as I waited.
"I can't believe it. It's perfect. I mean, to use the money like that. Tell me you're going to do good, and help lots of people, please Michael," she cried softly.
"No, Sweetheart, WE'RE going to do good. That's what I wanted to ask you. Would you be the President of the Foundation?"
"Me?" she said in disbelief. Then the tears started again. By now, I was pretty sure they were tears of joy.
"I don't know how to be the president of anything. What do I have to do?" she asked with the tears still glistening in her eyes.
"That's the other thing I wanted to discuss with you. Vickie will be there to help you, but I wanted to hire someone to really assist you. You will be the main spokesperson and public face on the foundation, but I was thinking of hiring an Executive Director to run the day to day part. At least until you get through college," I explained.
"Who do you have in mind?" she asked.
"Well, if you approve, I was thinking of Amy?" I said more as a question.
Nicky thought for a minute. Then she said, "I don't think she has any experience, but then neither do I. Uncle John can help us with the legal side, and Uncle Jeff can help us with the finances. So our main job is to see that the money is used wisely, to do as much good as possible. Knowing you, you've probably already got some good ideas on that part. And I think Amy would be good at doing nice things for people. Besides, this is a family Foundation, and she is family."
"That's true. I hadn't thought of that," I told her.
"Is it a paid position?" Nicky asked.
"Yours probably wouldn't be, at least, until you graduate. But hers would most definitely be a paid position," I replied. "And just so you understand, I will be the Chairman of the Board. We'll have to decide who else we want on there, but I like the idea of the family running it."
Even without scanning, I could tell Nicky's mind was twirling faster than the tilt-a-whirl at the county fair, as she considered all the possibilities. Finally she said, "Do you think Amy would do it?"
"Why don't we ask her?" I suggested.
Nicky jumped up, and ran to the back of the bus. Minutes later, she came back, pulling Amy by the hand. She let her climb over me into the vacant seat, next to the window. Then Nicky seated herself back on my lap.
I waited for Nicky to speak.
"Amy, Michael and I, just found out that we're getting some money. Like a settlement, sort of, because of the ... er ... accident. And we're going to use that money to establish a Foundation to honor our parents by doing good things and helping people. Michael is the Chairman of the Board, and I'm the President. But because we're still in school, and Michael is going to be busy running Wagner Industries, we need somebody to be the ... what did you call it, Michael?"
"The Executive Director," I supplied.
"Yeah. We need somebody to be the Executive Director. And we talked it over and we want to know if it might be something that you'd like to do?"
Amy just stared at me, then at Nicky, then back to me again. Her mouth finally moved, but nothing came out.
"Amy, there's no rush on making your decision, but maybe you could just acknowledge that you heard her?" I said.
"You're offering m-me a j-j-job?"
"No, It's a washer and dryer," Nicky said teasing her. "Of course it's a job. With a title and salary and everything!"
"But why me? I've never even had a job before. And I don't know anything about running a foundation!" she exclaimed.
Nicky looked to me to answer.
"Amy, there is much for all three of us to learn about running a foundation, but I sense that you have a big heart, and genuinely love helping people and doing good things for them. As an example, one of the first people the foundation wants to help is a young lady named Amy Patterson. Now Amy is a good person, who finds herself in a tough spot. She either has to give up on her dreams and find a guy to marry, or go out and find a job. So the foundation is going to not only give her a job, but also a scholarship to college, so she can work on her degree while she's learning how to manage a foundation. See how it works? Both the recipient and the foundation benefit," I explained.
"You're serious? I wouldn't have to go where my mom says?" she asked.
"Well, you are going to have to make some decisions. The job is based in Tennessee, right now. That could change later. It includes room and board, and a salary that is yet to be determined. I haven't discussed it with Nicky yet, but if I had to guess, probably around two thousand dollars a month, plus expenses and benefits, and a yearly bonus. As you grow with the Foundation, the base pay would also grow," I told her.
Nicky nodded in agreement to the terms.
"Tw-two thousand? A month? Are you serious?" she stammered. "Pl-plus benefits?"
"You keep asking that. Yes, we're serious! Amy, you're going to find out, if you are around us much, that Michael doesn't kid around about money," Nicky said smiling.
"This is so unbelievable! I mean I have already been accepted at Swarthmore, and I was dreading having to go. But my mom won't pay for me to go anywhere else, because that's where she went to college. And she doesn't care if I graduate either. She just wants me to go to find a husband and get married and give her two point five grandkids," she told us. "But, if I go to work for you, I can finally live my own life, and I won't have to ask her for any money or anything. Of course, I'll take the job, if you're really sure?" Amy said as she talked herself into it.
"Oh, we're sure! Welcome to the..." Nicky stopped and looked at me. "What are you going to call it, Michael?"
"I don't know yet. I'm waiting on the President and Executive Director to come up with a list of suggestions," I replied. "I don't know what's holding them up. It's so hard to find good help these days," I said teasing them.
"O-o-oh, you're such a slave driver! I don't know how I'll ever be able to work with you!" Nicky said and then kissed me.
"C'mom, Miss Executive Director of the new 'nameless' Foundation. Let's go tell the others," Nicky said.
"Ah ... Nicky? Can I borrow Amy for a couple of minutes? It won't take long," I asked.
After Nicky was gone, I looked at Amy.
"Are you really okay with this? You do understand you will have to move to Tennessee. And you are welcome to live with us, if you don't mind crowds, that is."
"I don't know. This is all so sudden! I haven't had time to think it through," she exclaimed.
"Well, you've got some time, why don't you think about it some more. And when you're ready, you can come to Tennessee and stay with us while you decide where you want to live," I suggested. "Right now, I'll be leaving New York on Monday night to take care of some obligations out west. I should be back by the twenty-fourth. Nicky and the rest will be going back to Tennessee sometime later this week. If you want, I'm sure you could go with her then, or whenever you're ready. There's going to be lots to do to get the foundation ready. The main bulk of the funds should be here in late July."
"Oh, that soon? When do you want me to start?" Amy asked.
"Why don't you discuss that with Nicky?" I suggested. "Tomorrow, I'll try to make some time for you and me and Nicky to get together to discuss getting started, okay?"
"You know I haven't ever worked a real job before, are you sure you can afford to hire me now?" she asked.
"Amy, if everything goes according to plan, one year from now, the Foundation will have about $12,000,000 in interest, from the endowment I plan to make, to figure out how to give away where it will do the most good. We don't want it wasted, so, I figure it will take about a year to come up with a plan and have it ready to go. I think we can squeeze your salary and the other startup costs out of that."
"Twelve million? Just off the interest?" she said with amazement.
"Is that not enough?" I teased.
"Oh no! That's just seems like so much. I really don't know how we're going to do this!" she said.
"Just think about it. You'll find that you are going to have all the help you need. We'll talk more tomorrow with Nicky and Vickie," I told her reassuringly.
"Okay, Michael. This has to be the most amazing night of my life! I am so glad I met you. I can't believe you'd hire me after the way I threw myself at you earlier. Thank you," she said sincerely.
"You're welcome. We wouldn't have made you the offer if we didn't think you could do it," I replied.
I was silent now, as I considered how to approach the next topic.
"Ah ... Amy?" I said. "As for earlier, I wasn't exactly turning you down. I just wanted you not to sacrifice your virginity for the wrong reason. I also wasn't planning on offering you a job at the time. So I have three concerns. One is that you'll find someone, and have sex, just to get back at your mom. Two is that, when you decide you are ready for sex, you might not think you can still talk to me about it if you're working for me. And three, you could get pregnant."
"Nicky's right. He is amazing. Most guys would never even consider those things!" she thought to herself. "I wonder if it's legal for cousins to marry? He's good looking. And so thoughtful. And he's rich." Then her mind did a one-eighty, as she thought, " Get a hold of yourself! He's younger than you and he's going to be your boss!"
Her thoughts became even more jumbled as I waited for her to say something.
"You are very perceptive, Michael. Especially for a sixteen year old boy," she finally said. "What do you have in mind?" she asked as a shiver ran through her. She was actually considering having sex with me tonight, I realized as I studied her.
"Well, I can't control the first one, and that worries me. As for the second one, that again, is up to you. But I can tell you that I have no problems with helping you discover your own sexuality," I told her.
"That's exactly what Nicky and Julie said! Oh god!" she thought to herself.
"As for the third concern. About you getting pregnant. I took the liberty of scheduling you to see my grandmother's doctor on Monday morning ... if you want to. It's entirely up to you, I just don't want you to end up pregnant if you don't want to be," I explained.
"You arranged for me to see a doctor, so I won't end up pregnant, just in case I decide to screw some guy to get back at my mom?" she repeated back to me.
I cringed. Maybe I had overstepped on this. But I sincerely didn't want her to end up with an unwanted pregnancy.
"And just what makes you think my sex life is any of your business?" Amy asked, slightly irritated that a boy would even dare to bring it up.
"Amy, is anything I said, inaccurate or untrue?"
"Ah ... no. I guess not," she finally admitted.
"What would have happened if you had decided to have sex tonight with one of the other guys that were there tonight?"
"I'd probably be in bed somewhere right now," she said ruefully.
"And how do you think you'd feel in the morning? After he left you?" I asked her.
Amy was silent for a long time. Finally she said, "Probably not so good."
"Especially if you were to end up pregnant!" I added.
"Oh god! I didn't even think of that!" she thought to herself.
"Just imagine for a minute that you could have discussed what you felt, with someone who would listen and talk to you openly and honestly about the whole situation tonight. Would it have made a difference?" I asked. "And what if that person really understood what you were feeling? Like they could read your feelings and help you understand what caused them and what all your options were?"
Amy was having trouble with the concept. She had never thought something like that was even possible.
"Nicky? I need you. I'm about to tell Amy about me being an Empath," I thought to her desperately.
"WAIT! I'm coming!" she thought urgently. "What did you tell her?"
I replayed our short conversation as she slid back into my lap. Amy looked up at her in surprise. Nicky just nodded to me and thought, "Can you connect me first. I want to see what she's feeling."
After a moment, Nicky asked, "Amy, my brother was about to share a family secret with you. Before he does, I want to know. Do you love him?"
Amy's head jerked up in surprise. Her eyes were wide as she looked at Nicky. Then slowly, she shifted her gaze to me. Nicky just waited patiently. I wisely kept my mouth shut. Somehow, I had missed it.
"I don't know," she said finally.
"C'mom. We need to talk," she told Amy, grabbing her hand.
"You. Stay here!" she told me, "and keep me connected. But don't speak," she thought to me.
A few minutes later, the bus pulled up in front of Seven Oaks, and everybody began getting off. As I stepped off the bus, Kip touched my arm and motioned me to the side with his head.
"Boss, I don't want to get in trouble before I even get started, so I have to ask. Uh ... Penny ... er ... well we kind of hit it off tonight. And well ... she's invited me..." Kip stammered.
"Kip, I don't care what two people do on their own time. Just remember, you two will be working closely together for the next few weeks," I said smiling.
He looked at me, hesitating, as if trying to decide if I was for real. So I quickly scanned him. He was actually debating on whether to ask me about her favorite fantasy that I had mentioned in teasing Penny the other day. Finally, he decided to pass on it. Maybe when he got to know both of us better, he thought.
"Have a great evening, Kip!" I said with a smile as I walked off.
For some reason, I felt a little like cupid. But for the life of me I couldn't figure out why. Still, it made me feel good. I started whistling as I mounted the stairs up to my room. Nicky and Amy were just getting off the bus, still involved in their intimate conversation. I had already gotten the gist of it, and had shoved it to the back of my head. I knew it was there, but unless I paid attention, it didn't stop me from doing other things. So I was standing in my big walk-in closet, in my boxers, hanging up my tux, when they knocked.
"Enter!" I called out as I debated what to put on. Finally, I decided the boxers were sufficient and walked into the bedroom. Nicky was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"She's not in love with you," Nicky said, talking about Amy as if she wasn't there. "Yet. But she's headed that way. Her mom must have played a real number on her, because she's pretty mixed up about love and sex and all that. We're going to talk more tomorrow, but in the meantime, don't you do anything to her. Especially tonight. We have a surprise for you and she wants to watch. I've agreed if you'll give me your word you won't do anything with her tonight."
"I'm not sure what you're getting at, but you have my word. I won't touch her," I replied. "I should have paid much closer attention to that conversation!" I thought to myself.
"Good. Stay here. We'll be right back," Nicky instructed.
They came back a few minutes later. Ileana had on my Yankees jersey. I couldn't tell if she was wearing anything else. Mikeya had on some frilly 'baby doll' PJ's, and Vickie had on a wifebeater styled burgundy top with matching panties that I recognized as belonging to Nicky. I wasn't sure, but I thought her breasts stretched the undershirt a little more than Nicky's did. I decided that it might be fun to compare them sometime.
Nicky, still in her white dress, but without the jacket, came in leading Amy, who was in a robe. They headed straight for my walk-in closet. Randi, Julie, and Jenny followed them into my bedroom, all still wearing their gowns from the party.
Nobody said anything as they waited for Nicky and Amy to rejoin the group. When they did, Amy was wearing one of my silk dress shirts, with my initials monogramed on the pocket. I promise, it had never looked as sexy on me as it did on Amy. Of course, I had never worn it unbuttoned as far down as she did.
"Is everyone here?" asked Nicky as she looked around.
"Where's Candy and Mandy?" I asked.
"Candy is not big on group stuff. Besides, she said she thanked you last night, anyway!" Jenny explained.
"And Mandy's with Jason!" added Julie.
I started to scan, mostly out of curiosity, but suddenly remembered my promise not to.
"Okay," Nicky said. "Michael, we all want to thank you for buying us the dresses and gowns. Also, for the day at the spa. It was wonderful!"
The others all chimed in with their various expressions of thanks.
"And we wanted to do something special for you," Nicky said. "But we couldn't decide who would be the one to really thank you, so we came up with an idea. We're going to have a contest."
"Yeah! And the winner gets to thank you ALL night!" Julie said excitedly.
"Jenny, Julie, Randy, and I will be the ones participating in the contest," Nicky explained. "Mikeya and Vickie will be the judges, and Ileana will keep the time. So give her your new watch."
I unfastened the Rolex and slid it off my wrist. Ileana walked to the bed and kissed me as she took it. "Have fun, my husband!" she whispered as she stepped back, grinning at me.
"Why aren't you in the contest?" I asked.
"Mikeya, Ileana, and Vickie get to have you for the next few weeks, so they decided it wouldn't be fair to take this opportunity from us," Nicky said. "But they wanted to be here to watch, so they agreed to be the judges."
"Okay. I can see that. So what's this contest about, and when can I use my gift?" I asked.
"In a minute. Let us explain, then you can use everything you have, except your ... er ... dick," she giggled.
"We've already chosen the order, and you get to take us, one at a time, and try to make us cum. You know, have an orgasm," Nicky said blushing a little.
"And the one who can hold out the longest gets to stay with you all night!" Julie supplied.
Now everything was starting to make sense.
"Let me get this straight. I'm supposed to get the four of you off, and the one who can hold out the longest is going to spend the night with me?" I asked. "And I can use all my ... ah ... abilities, to make you cum?"
"That's it!" Randi said quickly. "And I get to go first!"
She stepped next to the bed, positioning herself between my spread legs and reaching behind to her back, slowly unzipped her gown. Then bending forward at the waist, with her boobs in front of my face, she let the top of the gown fall.
Nicky had gone to my stereo and started some music in the background as the other girls settled into the various chairs and the loveseat that adorned the room. Vickie and Mikeya had pulled chairs close on the other side and Ileana was sitting in Mikeya's lap.
"I won't start timing her until he touches her ... you know," Ileana said out loud to everyone.
Randi continued to remove her gown, letting it fall to her feet. It must have had some sort of built-in supports for her breasts, because she wasn't wearing a bra. Standing up, she slid her tiny panties down those long sexy legs, in one slow motion.
Still in her heels, she crawled up on my lap, her knees on the bed on either side of me. Bending down, she kissed me hungrily. Then she straightened up and pulled my head to her right nipple, hugging me to her tightly.
"I think you should start her time now. He's kissing her boob!" Vickie said to Ileana.
I started licking and sucking on that boob. It was a natural reaction. Randi shifted my head to the other one, and then back again, before finally falling off of me, to lie on her back, with her feet off the bed. I quickly bent down and kissed her again, then worked my way slowly to her cheek, her earlobe and down that long luxurious neck.
I circled around her nipple, kissing, and licking the sides and underside of her breast, then continued across her flat tummy until I found her bellybutton.
She giggled as I licked it, and I looked up at her. Her eyes were sparkling as she watched my progress, and she licked her lips in anticipation. She had been here before with me, and knew what was coming.
I resumed my southward trek with my lips and tongue, until arriving at her south pole. There, I began to explore where I might plant my flag, later. If she could hold out the longest.
Randi was the opposite of Nicky and Julie. She didn't make a lot of verbal noise. But I could feel her little shivers as I lapped at her outer lips, and began to run my tongue into her crevice. Finally, I lapped at her clit, brushing the sides and finally the top.
"She's cumming!" Julie cried.
"No. Not yet," Vickie said authoritatively.
I decided to step up the pace, pulling back with my mouth, and using my fingers to lightly brush her dark hairs aside. I continued a light stroking motion, up and back, dipping my middle finger into her now wet snatch, and pulling it out.
The last time I had done this with Randi, she had been a virgin. Since then, she had lost her virginity. So that meant I could add my fingers to the mix, penetrating her to the first knuckle of my middle finger as I rubbed the other two through the valleys on either side of her clitoral hood.
Randi was squirming now, lifting her hips slightly with each stroke of her young vagina. A moan escaped her lips.
"Oh, no-o-o!" she cried softly, starting to push my hand away from her pussy.
"She can't do that!" cried one of her sisters. I was too busy to catch which one.
"I don't want to cum yet!" she moaned. "It feels so go-o-o-od!"
"You can't delay it by stopping him, Randi," Mikeya intoned.
"Is she cumming?" Ileana asked.
"Not yet. Would you like to see?" Vickie asked her.
I checked, and Vickie had connected with Mikeya and Ileana, so they could sense her too.
"Oh, no!" cried Jenny. "That will make me cum before he even starts on me!"
Evidently, Vickie had included the others in her connection with Randi.
"Maybe I shouldn't include Julie and Jenny, and Nicky," she said out loud.
"Oh!" said Amy.
I realized that Amy had not been informed of Vickie's empathic ability. Or mine either. I quickly reminded Nicky.
"Don't worry about it. Just make her cum soon. I don't think I can last this long when it's my turn!" she thought back.
Focusing on Randi again, I inserted two fingers, palm up, and began to lightly run them in and out, feeling for that rough patch that might indicate her G-spot.
Randi lurched her hips wildly as I ran the pads of my two inserted fingers across it.
"There it is!" I thought to myself, as I began to strum it lightly. Then lowering my lips back to her clit, I licked and then sucked her clit into my mouth, pulling back lightly and lashing the tip with my tongue as I strummed my fingers on the insides of her pussy, right where I thought her G-spot was.
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