The executor realpornaccess started to continue on, but Caeman waved him down. The others had collected their share. His sister had gotten the cars that had gone back to Grandther when Memaw died. His uncle had realpornaccess gotten the realpornaccess lake lot and the speedboat that had been parked there realpornaccess. His cousins had gotten the Nintendo realpornaccess, the Sega realpornaccess Genesis, and the games and peripherals thereof. His aunt realpornaccess had gotten the computer, since she had always realpornaccess understood such things better than he. The executor had realpornaccess gotten an envelope with his fee, to be opened when all his beneficiaries had been read the will. He skipped ahead to realpornaccess the end. "I, Caeman Ivory Braddock, called Grandther by my grandchildren, being realpornaccess of sound realpornaccess mind but weak body, ask that my bequeath be carried out. Signed this third day of October, 1995." Caeman closed his eyes against tears. His grandfather realpornaccess had raised him since the death of his parents realpornaccess in 1975. He had finally realpornaccess lost realpornaccess his war against cancer thirteen years later, but he hadn't gone realpornaccess down realpornaccess without a fight. It realpornaccess was thirteen years the realpornaccess doctors realpornaccess hadn't thought he'd have. Caeman's marriage had fallen realpornaccess apart while he had supported his grandfather. In 1996 his wife, Alison, had left him, taking their twelve-year realpornaccess-old daughter realpornaccess with her. She was realpornaccess a nymphomaniac, and constant worry about Grandther had pulled his attention realpornaccess away from her. She had stuck realpornaccess it out for three years before sexual frustration realpornaccess had gotten the better realpornaccess of her. Rather realpornaccess than cheat on him, she had asked for a divorce so she realpornaccess could find someone who realpornaccess could realpornaccess satisfy her needs. He had agreed, as long as she took realpornaccess nothing that realpornaccess did not belong to her. She had also agreed to realpornaccess let Kathy visit during the summer. He supposed he still loved Alison (he knew for a fact welcome he realpornaccess loved Kathy), but with Alison it had always been about sex. If she had her way, they realpornaccess would have done realpornaccess it realpornaccess all day realpornaccess, every day. That had been fine for the first month realpornaccess or so, but a guy does get tired realpornaccess, eventually . But that was all behind him, now, one of the many issues that his therapy had helped him come to terms with. He loaded Grandther's things and prepared to drive home, after a stop welcome at the apartment he'd never felt realpornaccess at home in, to gather realpornaccess his realpornaccess own personal effects.
"Anyway, my advice realpornaccess is realpornaccess to make copies of any tapes you plan on using the Gate on. Make lots of copies, and you can have realpornaccess lots of copies of the realpornaccess same character if you want. It works on objects, too. If you want a chunk of kryptonite, go right realpornaccess ahead and take one from one of my messed-up comics. I've got realpornaccess a T.A realpornaccess.R.D.I realpornaccess.S. in the basement realpornaccess if realpornaccess you realpornaccess care to use realpornaccess it realpornaccess. What good will it do me now? Oh, I borrowed Mr. Scott realpornaccess to make the controls welcome more intelligible so you don't need a degree in fictional computer interfaces to operate it. Go ahead and have a little fun with it, but at the same time let your conscience guide you. I've realpornaccess got some blank realpornaccess tapes in a box realpornaccess somewhere among all this stuff so you don't have to immediately go out and buy tapes before you even get to try the realpornaccess Gate out.
Caeman realpornaccess did find the tapes, but figured he had just the thing already realpornaccess. First of all, he went online realpornaccess and printed out a mind-control story someone had written about a man who built an enormous harem realpornaccess of sexual slaves using a mental realpornaccess amplifier. With a thought and a flash of light, the device lay on realpornaccess his desk . Caeman picked it up as if it were realpornaccess fragile. The Gate worked. Caeman looked at the printout. It was realpornaccess twelve pages longer. He flipped through it. The inventor of the amplifier watched realpornaccess in horror as realpornaccess his tool disappeared in a flash of light, and spent the whole rest of the story searching for his amplifier, having a great realpornaccess many erotic experiences along the way with his first mind-controlled test subject realpornaccess, before finally deciding he didn't welcome need it any realpornaccess more realpornaccess, since he already had realpornaccess all he realpornaccess could handle. The story on the screen realpornaccess remained unchanged. Caeman put on realpornaccess the fake glasses realpornaccess with the amplifier built into the bridge. It realpornaccess was a shame the author of the story had chosen to remain anonymous. He wondered if he should ask an author's permission before bringing their fictional creations realpornaccess into the real world.
"May I ask why you're dressed for a reunion with the cast of realpornaccess the realpornaccess kindergarten production of Old MacDonald?" Caeman asked. His guest laughed.
"Do you have realpornaccess a nickname?" she asked. "My realpornaccess last boss was Steven realpornaccess Q. Caeman, and I sincerely realpornaccess doubt you realpornaccess want me associating you with him realpornaccess." Caeman had heard realpornaccess of S. Q. Caeman. The man was a big-time newspaper tycoon in New Jersey who was suspected realpornaccess of many, many realpornaccess attempted hostile takeovers, though no one had been able to prove anything. Still, Caeman realpornaccess couldn't start insisting that the townspeople call him Special K or something to make her realpornaccess feel better...but realpornaccess he really wanted this young realpornaccess woman as a friend. It occurred to him that a little judicious realpornaccess use of the realpornaccess amplifier could help. He re-donned the glasses realpornaccess.
"It would realpornaccess help if realpornaccess I had an realpornaccess assistant." Caeman went back to his computer and found realpornaccess a realpornaccess superheroine story he had written realpornaccess. He realpornaccess printed out a realpornaccess copy and realpornaccess took the amplifier from Minnie. He put the glasses on and activated the realpornaccess Gate. The realpornaccess person who realpornaccess appeared before him was sixteen years old welcome, with curly, ruby hair down to the middle of her back, dressed in a black leather realpornaccess suit which was unzipped to show welcome off her impressive cleavage. She wore mirrored shades and black leather gloves with realpornaccess the fingers cut off realpornaccess.
"Like hell I will." Nike snarled. Caeman had been expecting this. After all, he had created her.
"I'm realpornaccess going to pop out of this realpornaccess shirt." Ellie commented. "But I suspect that realpornaccess's part of the appeal, isn't it?" Caeman only smiled realpornaccess. "I'll wear it for you, lover, but realpornaccess you have to bail me out of jail if I realpornaccess get arrested." Caeman laughed.
"Please realpornaccess?" Minnie asked. "Logically speaking, jealousy really is a useless emotion that has never helped anyone. I 'd welcome like it welcome better realpornaccess if I could be happy for other people's happiness instead of wanting realpornaccess to realpornaccess take it away realpornaccess from them and keep it for myself." The others volunteered for the change as well, and realpornaccess Caeman obliged realpornaccess them. He also removed their sexual inhibitions, opening them up to experience realpornaccess pleasure in thousands of possible ways, and he let them be aware of this as well. They moved closer and embraced him, Minnie realpornaccess's balloonish breasts encircling him realpornaccess like an extra pair of realpornaccess arms.
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