XVIII

In the dayspring, Jill and Claudia went into townsfolk for groceries, eight of us being a grave demand on the pantry than anticipated. Lisa, Conner and I worked on the software, with Cory offering hypnotism. Henry M. Robert offered what aid he could to Jennifer as she worked on the new scrap design.

Cory asked for, and got, several improvements to the video display. The major part of the psyche were enclosed in sick transparent blobs of colour, each section could be rendered inconspicuous, the actual neuron were now blue, blood vessels were red, The sight of the brain was a pale gray fog, and the skull, an eggshell white. Every modification seemed to bring more life to the image.

"Cory,"I asked,"when we did your scan yesterday, there was an odd orbit that seemed to grab your attention, what was that ?"

"Oh, I should have told you,"he said,"I got clobbered, accidentally, by a cricket bat when I was six or so. My mother said I was in a coma for almost a calendar week. That spot was the old indication of a tiddler aneurysm. Probably why I was out for a week."

Jill and Claudia got back from town, we all helped unload and put away groceries, then took a rupture for lunch. Cory wondered loudly how the scan might work on former theatrical role of the body. I was n't sure, the brain CAT scan were"illuminated ”, for want of a serious word, by the radiated Energy Department for the neurons, the free energy that an EEG normally picked up. But neuron, or spunk were throughout the body, so with better predisposition and better signal processing, we might be able to reckon at any part of the body. I 'd read about a device that used echography to do something like that, spotting broken clappers and major line vessels.

We worked through the day with only a few small-scale pecker. After dinner we split up, going to our suite. Tomorrow I 'd be able to nibble up the new computer and the Anglia as well as meet the patent attorney and defecate final arranging with the funeral home. I 'd asked Lisa about getting the software to run on a single computer, she said she 'd believe about it.

Jennifer and I crawled into bed, snuggling together, content with each former, knowing we would eventually birth sex in one cast or another, but not in any hurry. Jill burst into the room, sobbing uncontrollably ! Jennifer and sat up in alarm. Jill threw herself onto the bed between us. Jennifer immediately hugged her, trying to calm her. I quickly joined in. We eventually got her calmed down enough to talk.

Cory had turned her down. survive dark he had plead exhaustion, and they had just slept. But tonight, he had turned down her progression because, he said, she was too young and he did n't need a rape charge on his record. This sent Jill into another crying jag and my anger rose as it never had before.

"As soon as she settles a bit,"I told Jennifer,"go get the others to add up to the living room."

She nodded, as I stormed across the hall.

"Cory !"I yelled, pounding on the threshold,"Get your ass out here !"

I kept pounding until the door opened. Cory looked relate and a little scared.

"Get downstairs ! Living room !"I snarled.

He headed downstairs while I fought for a lowly measure of ascendancy. Following a second or two behind him. Jennifer was practically on my heals, heading for the room access as I followed Cory into the living room.

"Sit !"I said, indicating a straight backed arm-less electric chair."What the Hell gives you the rightfulness to disrespect one of my booster ?"

He looked around, confused and unsure of himself. The rest of the mob came in at a run, glaring at Cory as the saw him. I asked Jennifer to bring Jill down.

"Well ? Are you going to resolve ?"I demanded.

"Let 's all take a breath."said Conner,"I think we may just bear a mistake here."

"Fine by me."I snarled, throwing myself onto the sofa.

Jennifer came down with a red eyed Jill and sat her on the sofa between us. Conner indicated seats for everyone else. Claudia, to a greater extent than the remainder, looked cook to bolt down someone.

"Cory, '' Conner said, obviously choosing his Good Book with guardianship,"How old do you think we are ? Tell us, from oldest on down."

"well, Cory temporized,"I 'd say you and Lisa are nineteen, maybe twenty, Robert, maybe xviii, I 'd guess St. James, Jill, and Jennifer are around xvi or a bit less, exceptionally bright, but underage, and I figured Claudia was Robert 's kid babe, twelve, at the most."

Conner shook his oral sex sadly, Robert restrained Claudia, and Jill began to cry again. Conner motioned for Lisa to stick around in her seat.

"You turned down Jill 's advances because you thought she was underage ?"asked Conner gently.

"fountainhead, of course,"said Cory, defensively,"med students springy under a microscope. Any hint of misconduct can ruin a career before it even gets started."

Well, for your information,"Started Conner,"Claudia is twenty two, doing station alumnus oeuvre in economics, Lisa and I are 20 one, Robert is twenty dollar bill, Jill is nineteen, and St. James and Jennifer are eighteen."

Cory looked around the room seeing eight disproving faces, though no longer openly hostile. He looked at Claudia, studying her closely and carefully pronounced a complex Latin idiomatic expression, as a question. Claudia nodded, adding that it was diagnosed when she was fifteen. He got up stepped over to Jill and knelt, gently taking her hand.

"Jill, I 'm drear,"he said, apologetically, I did n't know."

"You could have asked,"she said, trying to grin through her puffy face,"I could have shown you my identification.

Cory stood and asked all of us for forgiveness. Conner, Lisa, Robert and Claudia accepted, Jill, Jennifer, and I nodded. And everybody relaxed. After a retentive consequence, Jill walked over to Cory, sitting in his lap, after a slim moment on indecision, he put his blazon around her.

"When Jill gets tired of you,"Claudia said to Cory,"I 'm going to drag you out to my room and do my near to make love you to death."

Everybody laughed but Cory, who blushed brilliant red.

"If you stick with us long enough,"Said Conner,"I dare say that one of these days all four miss are going to take you on at once, while us guys will root on them on, or even sum in here and there."

I pulled Jennifer to he human foot, leading her back upstairs, to pick up where we 'd been interrupted. Conner, Henry M. Robert, Lisa, and Claudia headed back to the carriage house. Glancing back, I saw Jill kissing Cory, with his full cooperation. It looked like the 1st phase of his 'punishment'might fall out on the living room carpet.

In the morning, after a hurried breakfast, we were back to work. Cory worked with me, tweaking the software for easily images. As a test we wrapped the headset around his articulatio cubiti. After a few adaption we got a dim and blurred image of the joint. He watched his elbow flex in the display.

'' We 're going to be working on cleaning up the image quality. '' I said.

'' You 'd amend add X-ray hombre to the people who will be out of business. '' he said.

`` I wonder if a set of monotonic scanner plates would work better. '' I said to myself.

'' William James. '' Lisa yelled from where she was tinkering with my new information processing system, `` who 's your computing machine guy ? ``

I named the shop, `` Why ? '' I asked.

'' Well, he did n't rip you off, '' she said, `` but he could cause done better. ``

I wrote down the address and sketched a map to the shop.

'' have him call me if necessary. '' I said. `` It wont hurt to think about new equipment for the network while you 're at it. ``

'' Budget ? '' she asked, while wrestling the computer to the stairs.

I had to cease and remember for a moment.

'' Try to keep on in under forty thousand dog pound. '' I said.

The way fell mute. Every eye was on me. I looked back, puzzled, then I realized they did n't know about the combine fund.

'' I got accession to some money. '' I said, `` inheritance stuff. ``

'' Just restrain all the revenue. '' said Jill walking toward me, `` Or we 'll never get the Koran straight. ``

'' I 'm pretty sure as shooting thy 're all around here somewhere. '' I said.

'' Just how much is 'some'? '' Jill asked softly, not to be overheard.

'' Uh, around eight hundred thousand, '' I whispered, `` more or less. ``

She exhaled forcefully, as if person had punched her in the stomach.

Early in the afternoon we stopped for a late lunch when Lisa returned. We gathered around the kitchen table. Sandwiches and drinks appeared and disappeared. blab about various parting of the undertaking never stopped. I supposed this could be called a working lunch. Jill ran out and returned with pads of theme and playpen. Jennifer cleared away dishes and refilled glasses.

'' For all we 've managed to attain, '' Jill began, `` we 're running this like a high school science project. On top of my early acquirement, '' she took a second to pat Cory 's berm, `` I 'm a pretty good office manager. Our marketing department, that 's Claudia, has been managing to make us some money. Out plot division, Conner and Henry M. Robert, have provided the product we 've sold so far. Research and development, James, Jennifer, and Lisa, are pushing ahead at prison-breaking neck amphetamine. Cory is on display board as a technical consultant and consultant and I, in my thumb fingered way, try to aid wherever I can. I saw at least six projection downstairs that were half done and set aside for something else. We need to get organised. ``

'' You mean with unconstipated minute and schedules and stuff ? '' said Lisa, `` I do n't mean it would make for with this gang. ``

'' No, it would n't. '' Jill said, '' but the keep is a mess, the benches are cluttered, the equipment wiring flavor like the Gordian knot 's grandfather, and there are annex cords everywhere. With everyone working down there, the elbow room get stuffy. We need near ventilation. We could probably use a lift rather than carry things up and down those stairs. We need Thomas More power and Light Within to draw use of some of the former rooms. ``

Everyone sat there deaf-mute. I had to admit, there did n't seem to be much direction to our body of work. But there never seemed to be time for everything. I could see everyone considering Jill 's little language and nodding agreement.

'' We did set up a ship's company, '' said Conner, `` for the design of receiving some donated equipment and defrayment, but never really treated it like a existent troupe. ``

'' We 'll lose a lot of time and impulse if we stop to get organized. '' Said Robert.

What I think we should do first, '' said Jill, `` is nominate a list of what needs to improve. Each of you work alone on that. Also write up notes and such on where you are on whatever you 're working on and on the projects that have been set aside. When you switch tracks from one projection to another, that will serve a lot. ``

There were grumbling of commendation all around. Cory stayed at the board to spell up our forward motion so far, I would have to write up the tech side of that. Jill also stayed, scribbling annotation as fasting as thoughts occurred to her. Henry Martyn Robert and Conner moved into the living elbow room to do their writing, and claudia used my don 's office. The rest of us went back down. I started on my bench, straightening and shelving uncompleted project, Lisa did n't let often jumble beyond a pile of loose papers that needed organizing. Jennifer straightened around re drafting table and wrote up her progress. We needed more shelves and computer memory. We did n't get a lot of 'real work'done but the place looked a lot better. We needed more phone lines too. I had to use the phone and that put Claudia on hold cashbox I was done.

I called contractor, reasoning that the advance I had in mind were to my property. I asked each of them to send out person in the morning, around nine or so to look at what I wanted done and provide approximation.

Everyone wanted my input on what they were doing and that took up a surprising amount of time. dinner party conversation was more about changes than work. I told everyone to submit request for post furnishings to Jill and told them I was going ahead with ventilation system and electric up grad. Lisa wanted to go back to the drawing board for software and networking. What we had now was a muckle of changes and revise and with my poor initial documentation, almost impossible to work on effectively Jill was having the time of her life, organizing the company from the ground up.

I crawled into bed bone tired. Jennifer and I cuddled for a while, but she soon let it be known that she wanted more than cuddling. She burrowed under the blanket and took me in her oral fissure. I found I was n't quite as hackneyed as I thought. After she sucked me off, I mounted her dogy stylus, pumping into her at a truelove pace. She reached her climax in a few minutes and we settled down to sleep.

In the morning Jill took the Anglia, now in fantabulous condition, to run Cory back to Swansea, promising to be back the next forenoon. The contractors arrived. I took them around in a group because the project would give to interact with each other. In the end, with a little back and forth discussion, it was decided that an mining outside the donjon wall could adapt the lift, main ventilation ducts and new electrical feeds.

Jill had left a amass list of billet piece of furniture on my bench. I had to micturate a shout and raise the specifications of the proposed lift to accommodate to the full sized desks. I drew up prelude stipulation of a pair of small high gear definition scanner plates about one groundwork square and asked Jennifer to work on it when she could. I ordered shelving and filing cabinets to be delivered. The desks would have to wait for the rise. I spent fourth dimension on writing up all of the labor I 'd been working on. The medical checkup image scanner, brain glance over and write, the 'Big O', jaberwockie, virtual game touch, emotion sensing and their usage and diligence. Work, of course of instruction, slowed but never really stopped.

I had a call from the computer shop. Lisa had ordered quite a bit of equipment in my name and he wanted to confirm the order. He also needed a deposit for such a large order. I promised to be by in a day or so.

Jill returned looking rested and slightly smug.

'' Do n't vex, she said, `` He 'll have the unanimous weekend to retrieve. ``

There were a million affair to do and never enough meter. Jill declared a holiday, for the weekend.

Saturday we slept in, rising to a plush breakfast. We went to townspeople. Everybody needed too do some personal shopping. We went to the cinima for a matinee and then to dinner. We were home by eight and gathered in the master bedchamber with it 's oversized bed.

It started as a chemical group makeout session, the four young lady circulating between us three guys kissing and fondling each other with occasional girl on lady friend action thrown in for extra spiciness. I was stroking into Jennifer dogie style, the way she liked it, Conner had Lisa curled almost into a Ball driving straight down, Jill was riding Robert in what I thought was called reverse cowgirl. Claudia circulate between us helping out here and there. When we had all reached orgasm Claudia said it was her turn and wanted all three guys at once. Conner was on his binding, Claudia on top. I entered Claudia 's ass and she was sucking Robert. She choked a minuscule when Henry M. Robert filled her rima oris with cum while she screached out her own orgasm.

Jill took the out of bounds while I had Claudia, Conner had Jennifer and Robert was with Lisa. Then we ganged up on Jill, finally colapsing in a mess. We fell asleep felicitous as a field goal of pup. I woke later to Lisa sucking me while the former girls licked, sucked and fingered her. What a way to end a day.

Sunday was a tedious day. We took care of various personal chores, read, find out TV or napped.

Monday was Mom and Dads funeral service. Jennifer and I dressed for it together. When we came down everyone else was dressed and ready to go. I was surprised, I had assumed that Jennifer would go, but the others had n't known my parents. They came to support me. Mr. Farnsworth and maybe half a dozen local businessmen were at the service as well. I shook hands alot with hoi polloi I did n't know. I managed to get through it without breaking down, but emotionally I was back to when I first learned of their decease. Jennifer and Jill stayed come together and Monday Nox they slept on either side of me just as they had before.

Tuesday we were back at it physically refreshed, but emotionally drained. Estimates for the work to be done were reviewed and approved. I had stopped by the computer shop to bless the leverage monastic order and pay the depository Mon on the way home.

Jennifer, working from a short list provided by Mr. Farnsworth, had located a flake producer in California who specialized in belittled production rivulet and offered very thoroughly Leontyne Price if we could use the older 45 nano-meter computer architecture as they had machines sitting idle. She sent them her CAD drawings. The promised samples within 10 days.

A work crew showed up on Wednesday. They used surveyors instrument to match the planned localisation of the face lift in the donjon to a positioning on the surface. A backhoe started on a huge cakehole in the ground.

The medical examination digital scanner was on handle until we had the new chips. I was working with the jabewocky computer programme, finding style to distil and race up the code when a worker called up to the excavation.

They had run into an old stone structure about ten feet down. The foreman showed me draftsmanship that indicated that this was not character of the dungeon. They had cleared away crap and found an edge. I climbed into the hole and examined their find. The stone work matched that of the dungeon, but this was a room that extended away from the wall where I wanted the lift. They assured me that any competent stonemason could resort any damage they might do. I signed a exit and asked them to open a maw big enough to look inside the closed book room.

The machine wheeler dealer was safe at his job. He tickled loose the stones and soon had a gob about two feet square opened up. I was handed a torch, then the forman and I took a look. All we could see was an vacuous chamber, about xx infantry square up. One bulwark appeared to match the donjon rampart. They opened the hole up and a ladder was handed down. We entered the room

An old Fe bound chest stood against one wall, otherwise the room was hollow. The chest was closed with a enceinte and rock oil lock chamber. After carefully prying a endocarp loose, we could look into the donjon room where I wanted the lift. I stopped the work pending a re-evaluation of the labor. The crew packed it in for the day and they promised to sent their calculator back out in the morning.

What had we found ?