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Sunday, June 12, 2005 (Continued)
After dinner it was Carol's turn to visit me for 'studying'. I patted my lap, and was very pleased to see that she was happy to climb on. I hadn't expected her to be anything other than happy, as the attention I'd been paying to Carol over the last three weeks had produced a Carol who thoroughly enjoyed my company, attention and compliments.
Carol asked, "I don't understand what's going on. Why are you being so affectionate to me these days, and treating me like I'm important, and being so definite that I'm going to be close to you and Julia, and lots of other things like that?"
"I've certainly changed the way I behave toward you a great deal, so it's no wonder you find it confusing, sweetie. I've thought about it long and hard for many days, and it comes down to two reasons. I'm not sure which of those two is the most important, but I think it might be the bottom one."
"The 'bottom one'? What do you mean?"
"Your bottom. You've got a REALLY nice ass!"
Carol's brain went blank for a second, refusing to accept what it'd heard. I'd never indulged in sexual banter with my sisters before (not counting some very stupid comments more than two years ago, which at our ages was effectively forever ago), and it took a second for Carol to get over the total unexpectedness of it. Then she exclaimed, "WHAT!" and started laughing.
I talked over her laughter, "Okay, okay. Maybe it MIGHT be your personality - that's what I call the 'top reason' - but you've still got hell of a nice bottom reason."
Carol giggled, then accused, "Now you're just being silly!"
I looked puzzled while saying, "I don't think so. I'm pretty sure I really do like your personality."
"{Giggle}. I meant you were being silly about my bottom! You knew what I meant."
In a somewhat serious tone, "Yes I did, darling. I know you're having trouble believing it, but you've got a truly wonderful personality inside of you. I'm going to help your bring it out. It won't take long, as it just needs a little love and caring, and I've got HUGE amounts of those for you. In just a few weeks you'll be blossoming into a wonderfully happy, confident, lovely person. When school restarts you'll quickly become one of the most popular and well-liked girls in your grade. Lots of people are going to like you very much, with me being lucky enough to be right at the top of the list." I'd like to say she looked hopeful but skeptical, but the vast majority of Carol's reaction was disbelief, although she had a very small amount of hope, as anyone would when being tempted with popularity.
-- It was time for me to pull rank, "Carol. I'm being deadly serious now, so please listen. Okay?"
"Yes."
"Thanks. In the car I gave you two pieces of advice: don't belittle yourself and don't try to deceive me. Both of those are actually only short-term pieces of advice. The belittling thing is temporary because in a few weeks you'll start to value yourself more highly and accurately. Trying to deceive me isn't something you'll do much. It's not in your nature to be deceptive, and I'll catch you out every time anyway, so you'll quickly stop bothering to try..."
"Yes, I'm sorry about that. I wasn't really trying to lie to you personally, just trying to protect my secret."
"You don't have to explain yourself to me. You'd be AMAZED at how well I know you already! And how much I love you already. In many ways I know you better than you know yourself, but that's not the issue now. Let's cancel the two pieces of advice I gave you in the car, because they're only temporarily useful. I'm going to give you two new pieces of advice, and these two will last you for the rest of your life. Are you listening carefully, because I'm deadly serious about these?"
"I'm listening."
"For the rest of our lives together Carol, which will be a VERY long time," the 3B guys especially hoped so; none of us wanted to leave another Carol behind, "when I INSIST that I know something, then it would be pretty damned silly and annoying of you to disbelieve me. I'm deliberately being insulting because I want what I'm saying to get your attention. I am ENORMOUSLY smarter than you. There are many things you can do better than I can, but sheer brainpower isn't one of them..."
"I can't do ANYTHING better than you! You're a miracle. You can do..."
"Shush. There ARE many things you can do better than me. You are FAR better at giving love than I am, and you're FAR better at being selflessly caring than I am. You're better at both of those things than me or anyone else I know. Both of those are wonderful parts of your personality, and major reasons why I love you so much. Plus - of course - the 'Bottom Reason'." I patted her ass with my hand a couple of times, in case she'd forgotten. And then I took my hand away, regretfully.
-- "So, counting your ass, there are at least three ways in which you're better than me. My point is that your brainpower isn't one of them. You've seen me screaming through school. You've seen Prof and Vanessa get extremely excited about my screaming though college degrees. You know my IQ score. I showed you just an hour or so ago that I can study seven or eight different subjects simultaneously. How many people do you know who are smart enough to invent a way of seeing that doesn't use their real eyes? And I showed you in the car that I am smart enough to work out one of your most private secrets. So when I INSIST I know something, you'd be pretty damned silly to argue with me, wouldn't you?"
"Umm, yes. I'm sorry Mark. It's just..."
"Stop Carol! I know your excuses, and I'm not interested in them. Especially because they're wrong. You ARE a wonderful person. I know you don't think you are, but I INSIST that I'm right. When I told you that in just a few weeks you'll be blossoming into a wonderfully happy, confident, lovely, popular and well-liked person, I wasn't giving you my opinion, or something that I hoped would happen, I was stating a FACT! Your arguing with it is just as silly as your arguing with 1+1=2. Actually even sillier, because in a few weeks you're going to be so overflowing with happiness that you'll be bursting into tears of joy because you can't find the words to express how happy you are. Your resisting that happening to you is a great deal sillier than arguing about a mathematical truth. To put it in a nutshell, when I INSIST something is true, you should not only stop arguing with me about it, you should BELIEVE it yourself. Have I made myself clear?"
"Yes Mark. This is very confusing for me. You've never talked to me like this before."
"I've never been in a situation where I'm so sure I'm right, and so motivated to do something about it. I'm trying to change your life so you'll become so happy you'll feel like you're bursting with joy, but you're trying to make it harder for me. That's extremely frustrating for me, because I very, very much want you to be happy."
Carol swiveled on my lap so she could look me straight in the eyes. Her arms around my neck, she asked me intently, "You really do love me, don't you?"
"You've got NO IDEA! I love you and Donna as my sisters. That's been especially great for the last year or so, and I'm sure it'll be great into the future. But there's something else: During my imprisonment I realized what personality would blossom from within you once you were in a secure, loving relationship with people who convinced you by their love how highly they valued you. I saw the Carol-you-will-become, and I fell head over heels in love with her. That's why I'm so affectionate with you, why I'm in such a hurry for you to change, and why I get so frustrated when you keep insisting you're worthless. You're going to make both of us very, very happy, and I'm busting a gut to help you make it happen."
"What do you mean, 'head over heels'? Like with a girlfriend?"
It mostly meant that I was getting carried away. My plan had been to go slow, where "slow" was supposed to be more than a week, not within the second hour of arriving home. There were several problems that had created my being tempted into going so fast:
Carol hadn't shown any real resistance to any of my escalating sweet-talk since my rescue three weeks ago, either in person on the weekends, or on the phone every evening. She'd basked in all of my compliments during this afternoon's four-hour drive down from Seattle, welcoming my attention without the slightest hint of rejecting anything other than statements about her worth, which weren't a relationship rejection.
I hadn't had a chance to do any deliberate seduction during my ability demonstrations, but Carol had been blown away by them, and "awesome impressiveness" is seductive in itself.
I'm sitting in my chair in front of my bedroom's little study desk, in exactly the same position 3B had physically seduced Carol last time. My seating had been unintentional, but it was very stimulating to have Carol sitting on my lap with my arms around her again. Especially with her looking at me right now waiting for the answer to her girlfriend question, with her happy - and dare I believe - hopeful expression.
Last, and perhaps not least, I hadn't had sex for three weeks, preferring to spend as much time as I could with Prof. It's REALLY scary to hear doctors say, "His kidneys aren't doing well." Discontinuing my kiatsu to sneak off to have sex with Julia was NEVER going to happen at the expense of Prof's struggling kidneys.
I answered Carol, "Good heavens no! Not like a girlfriend." I can't say Carol looked crushed, because she hadn't had enough hope in the first place. My "head over heels" comment had only been a few seconds ago, and she hadn't had time to do anything more than begin to react to it emotionally, and that reaction would have been held back by her not understanding it because of my being her brother. But I could tell that she'd liked my saying I was head over heels in love with her, and she'd been disappointed by my withdrawing it. I gave her the second half of my zig, and then I did the zag, "Girlfriends come and go Carol. You're FAR, FAR more important to me than just a girlfriend. I'm head over heels in love with you for the rest of my life."
Carol's eyes went WIDE. She stared at me in disbelief. She does a lot of that.
I saw a flicker of suspicion cross her face, so I countered it with, "I'm not pulling your leg, darling; I'm serious..."
"You mean like a..." her voice dropped to a breathless whisper, "a wife?"
I declared happily, "At least!"
"But there isn't anything more than a wife."
"What a pity. I guess we'll have to settle for your being my wife then."
"But we CAN'T! You're my brother! Brothers and sisters can't do that."
"We can in our hearts. I agree that there are problems, but I'm the guy who got a driver's license at fifteen, can see with his eyes shut, can read seven or eight computer screens at once, can apparently finish two college degrees in one year while he's still at school, and can make invisible fingertips and glowing spheres of light out of thin air." I demonstrated the last two, holding a bright ball in one hand while I NP-stroked her cheek. I was worried about my going too fast with her, so I wanted to remind Carol to be impressed by me. "I specialize in doing the impossible, such as being impossibly lucky in having a sister as wonderful as you." VERY cheesy, but she liked it.
"I don't understand. It doesn't make sense that you can want me when you've got Julia and Ava and ... What about JULIA! She loves you! She's going to be..."
I hushed her by putting an NP-fingertip over her lips. NP is a GREAT ability, just for this one use alone. Although I quite like that it's also good for winning $11 million and taking guns off baddies. "Remember, I said in the car just before we got home that you and Julia would be very good friends in the future. I've spent a LONG time thinking about this, so all the problems you could think of I've already got solutions to. None of that is important now. The only important thing is whether you love me and want to be something very similar to my wife, or whether you'd prefer to date the boys in your classes and have one of them as your boyfriend the way other girls do?"
That last bit was a sneaky thing for me to say. 3B's Carol had told me that she thought her grade's "mating rituals" (my words) were "pathetic, annoying and immature" (her words). She hadn't wanted any part of them, and was repeatedly bothered by boys who couldn't resist making plays for her, obviously because of her breasts. A significant part of her opinion was actually self-justification for her hiding from social-life, but that didn't matter to me now. Rather than my asking her "Do you want to be my wife?", to which a "No" answer might not seem too bad, I'd asked, "Do you want to be my wife or have a boyfriend from your class?" Hopefully the unappealing alternative would push her in the wifely direction.
Carol declared, "YOU! I will never, EVER meet anyone as wonderful as you. You're the most incredible guy EVER! You're nice to me and Donna ALL the time. You can do miracles, like a superman or Jesus Christ or..."
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I said, "That's good to know, Carol. That you agree, I mean. I'm not so happy that you think I'm a Christian deity. Judging by the book they put out, they've got a pretty screwed up attitude to sex."
"Oh my god, sex! Ahh, Mark, are you going to have sex with me?"
I hadn't done ANY sexual seduction with this Carol. Last time I'd spent a few days getting her hugely wound up, but this time my mouth had raced way ahead of the schedule. Even though Carol had said "Yes" to my sort-of-proposal, it was a pity to have missed out on the physical seduction. My knowledge of her hot buttons had let me fantasize up some excellent ways to torment her into a sexual frenzy. I'd have to see if I could use most of them anyway, as they were too good to waste.
The look of Carol's face wasn't one of unabashed lust, or anything so one-sidedly positive. She was mostly nervous, but she was also waiting with bated breath and a look of tense anticipation. The way she'd asked her question was a good sign too, as she was telling me that it was my choice. Plus the other Carol had enjoyed sex, so I felt safe in saying, "We're going to go at it like bunnies. You're going to have FAR more sex than you've ever had before!"
I chuckled to myself at the expressions on her face. It took her a couple of seconds to decide which emotions won, and then what to say, "Umm, Mark. I've never had any sex before."
"I know, sweetie. This is one area where I know how to give you very, very good times. I'm very good at sex, and I know your body well enough to give you sensations better than you've ever had before."
Carol said, "Yeah. I've, umm, heard stories about you being very good. Some of the girls in my class want you to be their first, I just never expected that to happen to me." Which reminded me to make a mental note to ask Julia whether there was a way of making Carol's first time less painful for her. 3B's Carol had had the "Hurtful Hymen from Hell." She'd put on a brave face - it being our wedding night - but it'd been very painful for her. Carol added, "What do you mean about knowing my body? How can you know that? You haven't even seen my body since I was about four years old."
"I'll give you a demonstration later, darling. Don't worry about it now; I need to tell you some things, okay?"
"Sure. I don't know anything except that I'm happy and I don't understand why you'd want to be with me." Carol snuggled happily deeper into my lap and arms, ready to listen to me.
I resisted getting distracted by telling her yet again that I wanted her because she was a valuable person, etc. Instead I said, "First, I have to apologize for making somewhat of a chaotic mess out of this discussion. I started thinking about this while I was still chained to the kidnappers' chair, and I'd worked out a good plan for what to say, when to say it, etc., but the very first time I got you in my arms in private, and it all came gushing out chaotically."
Carol giggled happily at my rambling compliment, then she asked, "How come I can't feel your - you know - under me?"
I knew what "you know" was. I didn't know why Carol was thinking about it, as it wasn't the topic of conversation, but I was very pleased that she was. In 3B-land, I hadn't had any problems over Julia's discovery of my control over my cock, but I'd still greatly feared that she'd one day realize I hadn't "loved her so much it'd ruined me for other girls". 3A-Julia hadn't discovered I had those cock-abilities, as that'd happened after the Hot Tub Party and had needed Carol's presence to make it happen, so I was VERY happy that I didn't have that fear in this dimension. I would very happily continue to keep my cock control secret, so I answered, "I'm trying very, very hard to be a good brother and not let my body react how it wants to. I didn't think you'd appreciate your brother's cock sticking you in the ass. Would you like me to let it behave naturally? Which would be rock hard, in case you have any doubts about that." [3B had amazed 3A when they'd demonstrated the go-hard and go-cum cock tricks in the shower in Seattle a few days after we got mobile.]
"I do have doubts. I can't believe you want to have sex like bunnies with me, {giggle}."
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Carol wiggled on my lap, saying, "Oh! I can feel it. Good. I didn't believe you could desire me."
I smiled while I asked, "What part of, 'I want us to fuck like bunnies, ' didn't you understand?"
"{Giggle}. Maybe I'd understand it better if you showed me?"
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"Carol, I'd LOVE to have sex with you now, but we're not going to do that until you've got a VERY clear idea of exactly what sort of relationship I'm offering to have with you for the rest of our lives. It can't be the same as a traditional marriage for several reasons, and it has some major differences from what you're probably imagining it'll be. It wouldn't be right of me to have sex with you, and for you to find out later that you don't want to be in the sort of relationship that I'm insisting on."
"{Raspberry}. {Giggle}, I heard Julia do that to you just before, and you deserve another one. I appreciate you're trying to be nice to me, but you're being silly too. I'll be in any relationship you want. As long as it's got you in it, I'm happy."
"You haven't heard ANY of the details, Carol. There are some strange..."
"I TRUST you! You wouldn't take advantage of me, which you just proved by refusing sex with me."
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Carol wiggled her ass again, then asked, "Can I see it? I've never seen one up close before."
I nearly said, "What about Gerald's?", but it would have been difficult to explain how I knew about that. He's a cousin of ours that 3B's Carol had played "I'll Show You Mine If You Show Me Yours" with, at a family get-together about three years ago. She'd been ten, he eleven, and they'd both been awkward and fumbling. They'd gotten as far as touching each other, but then got too scared and had stopped. I'd learned this from a "What Were Your Earlier Sexual Experiences" conversation in 3B-land. It'd been a very short conversation for all three of us.
Instead I said, "If we start doing things like that, I won't be able to stop myself from going further..."
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