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Avatar 

Part 14

      	Ally heard them come into the room, but couldn't do anything
about it.  The bedroom smelled strongly of her musk and Ken could see
there was a puddle under her cunt.
      
      	Jane removed the gag and quickly sat in front of the girl,
pushing her gooey sex into Ally's mouth.  From the look on Jane's
face, Ally was very vigorous with her attentions, and soon Jane was
humping away, having had all their cum sucked from her tunnel.  Ally
was learning how to please Jane very quickly and it wasn't long before
Jane was begging Ken with her eyes for an orgasm.  Ken shook his head
and motioned her to help him untie Ally.
      
      	Once the teen was released, they put her on her back and Ken
eased into her.  She was pretty tight, but soon accepted his girth. 
Jane sat on her face, roughly pinching and pulling her nipples while
Ken fucked her and played with her clit.  They brought her to a
screaming orgasm, then another.  After the fifth one, Ken allowed Jane
an orgasm and finally, he came, this time jetting copious amounts of
sperm over Ally's flat chest.  Jane got off her face and licked the
cum up, feeding it to the exhausted teen with kisses.
      
      	They were all asleep not long afterwards.  When Ken opened his
eyes, he and Jane were in the living room where he'd dedicated himself
to Lea.
      
      	Jane went immediately to her knees in front of her Master and
Mistress.  Lea kissed Ken - an almost heart stopping event, then
kissed Jane.
      
      	"Mmm," she said, "this girl, Ally, she tastes good on your
lips.  What are you planning for her?"
      
      	"What do you mean?" asked Ken.
      
      	"She would make a good priestess.  She could be the first to
dedicate to me through you and Jane," replied the Goddess.
      
     	 "Is that what you want?" asked Ken.
      
      	"The question is: what do you think?  You, as my Avatar, will
need to make these decisions," she replied.
      
      	Ken thought for a minute.  "I don't know if her background will
allow that.  Before today, I would have said absolutely, but now... "

	"Master," piped up Jane, "I think we should give her more credit than
that."  Ken looked at her. "Well, I think if her upbringing was going
to be that much of a problem, she wouldn't have come to us.  I mean,
she took comfort from what I, we, did to her tonight pretty much the
same way I would in a situation like that.  She wasn't there to have
'I'll show you just how bad I can be' sex.  What we did with her made
her feel accepted.  Safe."

	Ken was silent for a minute, then nodded.  "You're right.  I still
think that we should go a little slowly with her."

	Jane nodded.

	"So Kenneth," smiled Lea, "what do you think of my gift?"

	Ken chuckled, "Which one?"

	"The money, of course," she replied.  "You'll be doing important work
- my work.  I couldn't have your attention taken by having to work at
such a poor job." She was grinning widely.
	
	"I think that I'm going to really like it.  That kind of money will
last Jane and I the rest of our lives," replied Ken.
	
	Lea looked at him with a strange smile on her face.  Ken was
beginning to recognize that look.  It meant she was hiding something
from him.
	
	Her expression changed to something much more serious.  "Kenneth, the
money will help, yes, but you are going to need more than just what
you have."  She paused.  "The world has become a very different place
since... well it doesn't matter.  You must gather the finest craftsmen
available and form the most solid, protected structure of followers
you can.
	
	"The last large groups of my followers were slaughtered about 2000
years ago.  I was greatly diminished by that and I have learned much
since then.  In the past, I wanted my people to just love one another,
to take joy from themselves and the acts of passion between one
another.  I didn't like violence.  I believed that if we were a threat
to no one, no one would have a reason to hurt us.  I was wrong.  My
followers paid the price as, over the years, they were hunted down and
killed.  Burned, tortured, drowned."
	
	She paused for a moment.  Ken had never seen her so serious.  "That
will not happen this time," she said looking at him.  "As my Avatar,
you are charged with the protection of my followers."
	
	For the first time in Her presence, Ken felt dread.  He paled as he
realized what She must mean.
	
	"Lea, this... I don't know that I can do this."
	
	She smiled sadly and lay her hand on his cheek, "You can do it.  You
have done it.  Soon you will have to overcome your past and reclaim
what you once were."  She leaned back.  "Always my people tried to
gather the most talented of your people to celebrate us.   You will do
so again, but now some of those craftsmen will be of a different sort.
 Those with great financial acumen, those with political connections,
skills in the sciences, especially these computers that you are so
fond of, musicians, artists - any who are intelligent and will accept
our way of life.  And, for the first time, those that know how to
defend themselves in this new world will be among my followers."
	
	Again she looked at Ken, pulling him into her arms.  There, he found
forgetfulness of the past, if only for a moment.  "Do not fear
Kenneth.  You are equal to the task.  For now, enjoy the money,
establish yourselves.  Begin to attract those who are talented, open
minded and full of love and have them dedicate to me through you and
Jane."
	
	They sat in silence for a moment, then Jane shifted a bit.  Lea
looked up and said, "You have questions."
	
	Jane looked at the floor, obviously thinking, and said, "Yes
Mistress."  Another pause, "We were wondering why it is that our sense
of smell seems to be getting stronger."  Ken somehow knew that wasn't
what she was going to ask.  Still, it was a good question.
	
	Ken pulled away to look at Lea.  "Yes," she said, "you will find that
your senses, smell among them, are becoming more acute.  The sense of
smell is important.  Humans forget that they are still animals. 
Animals depend on scent to find and attract mates; sight as well.  But
with humans, sight is relied on so much that you have mostly forgotten
scent.  Your bodies are changing and scent will play a big part in
attracting people to you and you to them.  Most people won't realize
why they are interested in you since they won't have your advantages. 
But they will be attracted to you - even if they do not know why."
	
	Ken frowned.  "If my sense of smell is getting better, then I should
be able to smell better across the board.  I haven't noticed that to
be the case."
	
	"It is specialized.  You would not find the scent of another man
attractive, so you don't notice it.  Jane, however, notices both men
and women.  Now, enough for one evening.  Kiss me, then go and enjoy
yourselves."
	
	Ken stood and gathered Lea into his arms.  Jane stood as well and
they kissed.
	
	It was morning when Ken opened his eyes.  The alarm was beeping,
which woke him up.  Jane, of course, continued to sleep right through
it, as did Ally.  Ken reached over and turned it off, then gently woke
up Jane.  Ally murmured as they left the bed, but Ken pulled the sheet
around her and she drifted back to sleep.
	
	While he made coffee and Jane grabbed breakfast, they began to map
out what they were going to do.
	
	"I think I'll finish out at least the week at work," said Jane. 
"There are a few things I'd like to complete before I go.  I'll turn
in my notice today, though."
	
	Ken told her what he'd seen in Helen's thoughts and said, "I have no
intention of going back.  Do me a favor and grab my coffee cup from my
cube on your way out today, will you?"
	
	Jane looked at him.  "You're kidding.  You want that old piece of
crud?  When was the last time you washed it?"
	
	"That's not the point," he said with false offence.  "It has
sentimental value."
	
	"Um, Yes Sir.  Whatever you say Sir."
	
	They grinned and Jane got up to take a shower.  Ally was still dead
to the world when she gathered up some clothing and dressed in the
living room.  Ken wished there was more time - watching her put on her
clothes made him think of how much he'd like to remove them.
	
	"That's OK Sir," she said.  "I'm sure you'll be able to convince Ally
to help you with any problems.  Of course, if you really want me, you
know that I'll strip so that you can use me."
	
	"No dear," he replied.  "If you don't go now, it could be hours
before I want to let you out of my sight."  Her parting kiss left him
with no doubt about how she felt.  It also left him with a thick
hard-on.  He headed for the bedroom.
	
	Ally sprawled on her stomach, her flame colored, wavy hair spreading
over her back and the pillows.  She'd kicked the sheet off and her
pale skin glinted in the dim light.  Ken wondered what time she had to
get up for class.  Well, no time like the present to find out.
	
	He lay down beside her and began to gently kiss her lower back. 
After several kisses, he detected an increase in her breathing.  He
could feel arousal slowly seeping into her belly.  When she began to
wake a little more, he started running his tongue down the crack of
her ass.  He didn't push in between; he just enjoyed the taste of her
skin and the musky smell rising from between her slightly spread legs.
	
	It wasn't long before she was fully awake, and very aroused.  She
spread her legs for him, and he ran a finger over her lower lips.  He
teased her, dipping it slightly into the wetness she was producing and
spreading the moisture along her smooth cunt.  She moaned softly when
he touched her clit at the same time he touched the tip of his tongue
to her back hole.  Soon, he had a finger in her pussy and had
penetrated her other hole just slightly with his tongue.  Ally was
raising her hips, totally losing herself in the sensations.
	
	He knew she had a full bladder and that she really enjoyed that
feeling.  His fingers entered her pussy while his thumb pressed her
clit.  She groaned and he felt her tunnel contract with a small
orgasm.  He removed his fingers, repositioned himself and began
sliding his cock into her.  Even as wet as she was, it took several
tries to fully enter her.  Once he was inside, he had her lick her
juices off his fingers, then started pumping into her.  He brought her
to another orgasm, then spewed his own cum deep into her body.
	
	Once he pulled out, she quickly rolled over and took his cock in her
mouth, gently licking and sucking their cum.  Of course, he got hard
again pretty quickly.
	
	"Wow," she said.  "I thought guys were supposed to take a while to
get hard after they cum."
	
	"What can I say," he replied as she ran her small hand up and down
his saliva covered shaft, "I find you very inspiring."
	
	She grinned, then said, "But this weekend you had sex with both Jane
and me, and you came a lot of times.  How do you do that?"
	
	He looked at her and said, "Well, I could tell you, but it's a
secret."
	
	She giggled, thinking he was joking - which was how he meant her to
take the comment.  Then she grew serious.  "Sir, please tell me the
truth:  You're not taking any drugs to make you cum more, are you?"
	
	"I can honestly say," said Ken rolling onto his back, grabbing her
waist and pulling her onto his cock, "that there are no drugs
involved."  They groaned as he slid home.  "In fact," he continued,
"drugs are the one thing that I have absolutely no patience with at
all."
	
	She rotated her hips, giving him breathless agreement.
	
	"Put your hands behind your head," said Ken as Ally began shifting on
his cock.  She complied and he admired the sight of her red hair
flowing over her pale skin.  Sweat was beginning to form on her body
as she worked herself toward another orgasm.  He roughly pinched and
pulled her nipples, drawing a guttural groan from the teen, then
noticed that Jane and left a wide bladed crop sitting on the night
table.  Ally's eyes widened as he reached over and got it.
	
	"Don't move your hands," he said.
	
	"Yes Sir," she said eyeing the crop nervously.  Interestingly he felt
her desire rise with her fear.
	
	While he rubbed her clit, he began taping the head of the crop on her
chest.  She moaned and closed her eyes, her breath deepening.  He
began to use it harder, sharply striking her nipples and slight
breasts as she rode him.  Ally was really enjoying it.  The sting from
her nipples slammed straight into her clit and she moved faster on his
cock.  Finally, she came, uttering high squeaking noises when he
increased how hard he was hitting her nipples and pressed on her
bladder with his hand.
	
	He knew that the effort of not losing control of her bladder somehow
made her cum even harder.  But the stinging in her nipples caused her
to relax that control- just a bit - when she came.  He flooded her
cunt with cum, again, and that made her enjoy her orgasm even more.
	
	Once finished, he allowed her to lower her hands, then made her squat
over his cock and squeeze out the cum in her cunt.  Of course, she
cleaned him up with her tongue, enjoying their taste, especially
combined with the sharp taste of her pee.  Ally, Ken marveled, was
*really* into water sports.
	
	He allowed her to shower first, then he jumped in and washed off. 
She now had about two hours before class.
	
	"Ally," he said as she ate breakfast, "I thought I'd just leave you
with the car today.  But would you mind dropping me off somewhere?"
	
	"No Sir.  But if you want, I can just take a cab..."
	
	"No dear.  That's not necessary at all.  It's just a waste of money."
	
	They talked as she drove him to a nearby BMW dealership.  "When you
need to go back to the house, just let yourself in the back with that
key.  I'll get you a full set today, or if you want to stay at Jane's
apartment, we'll get you keys to that."
	
	She looked at him and said, "I guess I should stay at the apartment."
	
	"If that's what makes you comfortable.  Quite frankly, Jane and I
would rather have you with us, but only if you're OK with that."
	
	She thought for a minute.  "You guys don't have a normal
relationship, do you?"
	
	"Not hardly," he replied.  "Does that bother you?"
	
	Again she hesitated before answering.  "I don't think so.  But I
don't really know what your relationship is."
	
	"How about we talk about it over dinner?" he replied.
	
	"I won't be finished at work until after eleven."  She looked at him,
"but my classes don't start until late tomorrow."
	
	"Well, if you'd like, we can talk over dessert."
	
	"Ooo," she said, "I like dessert."
	
	"I'll see you then.  If you need anything, just call."
	
	"OK.  I don't have a cell though, so you might not be able to reach
me."
	
	Ken thought for a moment and said, "Here, use mine."  She began to
protest and he said, "Ally, don't worry about it.  If Jane calls, tell
her I lent it to you."
	
	Ally was beginning to recognize the 'Master' tone of voice and didn't
argue.  "Yes Sir."
	
	"Good girl," he said, "you're learning."  He got out of the car and
wandered off into the lot.  Of course, several salesmen descended on
him.  Ken, after just touching their thoughts, politely told each if
he wanted to buy something from them, he'd let them know.  Once he'd
narrowed the field of which car he'd like, he went in search of a
salesman he thought he could work with.  He found a young man who'd
just started working there.  He immediate liked the guy, even though
touching his thoughts was difficult.  It was like the magnet thing
again, just with very strong magnets.
	
	Eric was not very happy.  Even though he was a good salesman, he kept
getting pushed out of closing the deals by the other salesmen.  This
place had a serious case of cronyism going on.  He was making barely
enough for him and Sally to get by.  He'd leave here, but jobs were so
scarce and with the new baby they needed the health coverage...
	
	Ken liked Eric immediately.  He was a big, pleasant guy, who really
liked people.  Of course, selling cars wasn't what he wanted to do
with his life, but with all the tech jobs going overseas, this was
where he ended up.  Eric was not your typical geek.  At 6'4", he was
powerfully built and worked out a lot to keep it that way.  Ken
approached him and struck up a conversation.
	
	It wasn't long before Eric realized that Ken was going to buy a car,
and wasn't just looking around.  Unfortunately, the other guys
realized that as well, and one of them skillfully maneuvered Ken away
from Eric in short order.
	
	"Bob," said Ken, "I'd like you to do me a favor.  Call this number. 
They will verify that I have the cash to buy what I want.  Then we'll
talk."
	
	The number had been given to Ken by the lottery office.  They knew
that he'd want to start spending money and they could verify that he'd
be good for it.  Bob was a happy man when he came back - for about
thirty seconds.
	
	"Thanks for doing that, Bob," smiled Ken.  Bob, thought Ken, should
have been a used car salesman.  He felt dirty just shaking his hand. 
Bob was anticipating a good sale here - hell, a new lottery winner? 
He'd be able to make a huge commission on this one.  "Now," said Ken
as he leaned toward the man, "I'd like to speak to Eric."
	
	Bob did a double take.  "I'm sure that, as a more experienced
salesman, I'll be able to help you much better..."
	
	"Maybe," said Ken.  "But I would like to deal with Eric."  Bob looked
like he would balk, but Ken leaned back in his chair and said, "I have
money to spend.  I want to deal with Eric.  If I go to your manager,
and tell him that I have money to spend, and that you wouldn't let me
deal with the person I want to and that I'm walking because of it, how
do you think he'll take it?"
	
	Bob panicked.  If the manager found out what he and the guys had been
doing to Eric, there'd be hell to pay.  Eric was a nice guy and got
the customers interested - something several of the other salesmen
were either too lazy to do, or just weren't personable enough to do. 
They'd been using him and he hadn't made even the minimum sales
commitment.  Bon knew that management was considering canning the kid.
 Too bad, but that was business.  Well, thought Ken, who'd had no
trouble following Bob's thoughts, that was going to end today.
	
	"Uh sure," said Bob.  "I'll get him.  If you don't mind though, I'll
just sit in to make sure that..." I get the commission was what he was
thinking as Ken cut him off.
	
	"I don't think so.  Now, please get Eric for me, before I go speak to
the management before walking out the door."
	
	Bob was, among other things, a coward.  He found Eric quickly and
brought the bemused young man over.

	"Can I help you sir?" he asked.

	Ken glared at Bob and the man went away, finally.  Originally, Ken
had planned to get just a car.  However, when he started to think
about the fact that he might be having several people with him all the
time, he decided on an SUV.  He wasn't happy with that, but he'd be
damned if he was gonna be seen driving a friggen mini-van.  Besides,
he could always get something else down the line.

	"Let's talk about what I want to buy," said Ken.

	"Sure," said Eric.  He was puzzled.  He was sure that Bob had this
buy all sewn up; what was the deal?

	"I'd like to test drive the top of the line X5.  You have one of
those here?"

	"Um, yeah."  Eric was confused.  Was this guy gay?  That wouldn't
bother Eric, but he wondered if he'd fuck up the sale if the guy knew
that he wasn't into men.

	Ken and Eric spent the better part of two hours test driving various
vehicles.  Ken already knew that he as getting the X5 - hell, they
even had one in stock.  But he found Eric to be a likable guy who was
in a not too great spot.  There were several points in the
conversation when Ken ensured that he talked about Jane - which made
Eric comfortable enough to talk about his wife Sally and their new
baby Christy.  Sally had left her job as a chef to have the baby. 
Apparently, Sally was a talented girl around 27.  Eric showed off
pictures of his wife and daughter.  Ken was ambivalent toward
children, but Sally was a real looker.  He politely complemented Eric
on his family.

	When they finally returned to the dealership and sat down, Eric asked
about financing.  He looked like he was expecting Ken to start
haggling.  The SUV was very expensive - top of the line and had about
every extra available.

	"Let me be clear about this Eric," said Ken.  "We're not going to
haggle.  You're going to write up the contract - with the price as is
- and then we'll talk to your finance manager.  Then we'll be done."

	Eric blinked and looked at him.  "Um..."

	"Eric," said Ken, "you're a nice guy.  You have a new family.  Take
the deal because there's not going to be a lot of them walking through
the door."

	"Right," said Eric.

	Once the finance manager found out that Ken had access to a lot of
money, he was very, very helpful.   Right after they closed the deal,
Ken asked to speak to the dealership manager.  Wanting to stay on his
good side, the finance manager arranged for that to happen very
quickly.  Ken had a quick conversation praising Eric's help and
managed to leave the man with the impression that he should be keeping
a closer eye on some of the older sales associates.

	Not too long afterward, Ken left in his new X5, heading into town to
find someone to handle his finances.

      	Finding someone to handle the finances wasn't nearly as easy as
getting the car.  Ken spent a number of frustrating hours before
giving up and grabbing some food at a near by cafe.  Lea had said to
get someone who was the best and Ken agreed with that.  But finding
someone who would also be comfortable with the lifestyle he'd be
promoting was becoming difficult.   After he ate, he decided to just
sit and rest for a few minutes.  As was his wont, he people, or
rather, girl watched.
      
      	There were a number of fast trackers.  He was absolutely amazed
at how single minded some of these women were - not to mention that
their idea of sex was beyond boring.  Many of them rarely enjoyed sex
and some of the older ones just did it - not more than once a week
mind you, to keep their husband in line.  A few were fucking their way
up the chain, but most were just very sedate in their tastes.  A quiet
little orgasm now and then would satisfy them.
      
      	Of course, not everyone was like that.  There were a few
adventurous souls and one or two that got into things even he wouldn't
touch.  Bestiality certainly wasn't his thing, despite the fact that
the woman who engaged in it thought it the perfect solution to her
love life.  Scat wasn't his thing either and there were two women who
were into that - both giving the outward appearance of very
conservative business women.
      
      	His revere was interrupted by two women walking up to his
table.
      
      	"Excuse me, Mr. Whitestone?" Ken nodded.  "May we sit down for
a moment?"
      
      	Ken held out a hand indicating they should sit and studied the
women.  They were well worth studying, that was for sure.
      
      	"Hello," said the taller one, "My name is Ellen and this is my
partner Kim."
      
      	Ellen looked to be about Jane's height - maybe a little taller,
putting her at close to 5'9".  She was lean and gave the impression
that she was a very fit woman.  Her suit coat was well tailored and
nipped tightly at her waist, something that set off the long legs Ken
had noted while she was standing.  It was difficult to get an idea of
her breast size through the jacket, but she wasn't overly endowed.
      
      	Her partner, Kim, however, was very nicely endowed.  She was
maybe 5'4", with a very nice waist that to Ken's eyes looked almost
corset trained.  Her breasts were very full and he guessed them to be
close to a D cup.  It was hard to tell since she wasn't all that tall.
 She had light green eyes and auburn hair that touched her shoulders. 
She was not wearing a jacket and Ken immediately picked up that there
was more than just a working relationship between them.  He declined
to delve deeper until he knew why they were there.
      
      	"How can I help you ladies?" he asked.
      
      	Ellen was nervous, but Ken had no idea why, nor did he think
that most people would pick up on that fact.
      
      	"We understand that you're looking for someone to handle your
... account."  She made it clear that she didn't want to discuss the
fact that he was a lottery winner right here in the open.  Ken
appreciated the discretion.  "We'd like to offer our services."  She
told him the name of their firm.
      
      	Ken frowned.  He'd been there, why hadn't he met these two?  "I
see.  You know I was there this morning, why didn't I meet with you? 
I asked for the most qualified people they had."
      
      	Kim's face flushed - with anger and embarrassment, Ken knew. 
Ellen was just as angry, but hid it better.
      
      	"How can I put this... delicately.  The firm reserves Kim and
me for our more... flamboyant clients."
      
      	Enough was enough.  Ken decided to delve a little deeper to
find out what the deal was here.
      
      	The deal was simple, actually.  Both women were highly
dedicated, highly motivated and highly talented.  They were also a
couple and the firm retained them simply because of that fact.  After
all, there were always plenty of straight people who had those
qualities, but this being California, it was a good idea to have a few
'queers' on the staff to appease the rich 'weirdoes' without upsetting
the rest of the staff.
      
      	Ken was pretty pissed.  He couldn't understand what the big
deal was.  They handled a number of accounts, some bigger than his
would be, and they were beyond competent.
      
      	He leaned back in his chair and looked at them.  Kim looked
nervous and Ellen was wondering if they'd over played their hand. 
Then he motioned a waiter over and ordered drinks for all of them -
Pepsi for him, Sprite and a Coke for them.  The women relaxed, since
he wouldn't have done that if he was annoyed with them.
      
      	"Why don't you tell me what you'd do if you had my account? 
Keep in mind that as one of the Nuevo Riche, I'm going to want a
substantial amount of play money available."
      
      	While the ladies launched into their ideas, Ken did some
surface scanning of their thoughts and feelings.  That told him a fair
amount about them as people.  Listening to their pitch made it clear
why they hadn't been introduced with the other account managers.  They
were aggressive and innovative and not afraid to tell him what the
risks with their plans were.  Ken knew little about this level of
finance, but once he touched their thoughts, he knew they were
convinced that they had a winning plan.  He was convinced that they
did too.
      
     	"How about this," he said.  "You go back to the office.  In
about a half hour, I'll be there as well and I'll find a way to ask
for you that will keep the fact that you've approached me like this a
secret.  We'll continue our discussions and do what ever we have to do
to start things up."
      
      	Kim looked relieved, but Ellen looked him square in the eye and
said, "Mr. Whitestone, I know that our approaching you like this was
unorthodox.  But I assure you, we've done nothing illegal."
      
      	He grinned and said, "It's 'Ken'.  Look, I'm sure you didn't do
anything illegal.  I'm equally sure that your management wouldn't
approve of how you approached me.  Neither would the people who were
hoping I'd pick them to manage my finances.  Doing it this way might
just reduce the amount of grief for everyone."
      
      	Ellen looked perplexed by his line of reasoning - or rather how
he'd come up with such an accurate assessment of the situation.  Kim,
however, looked at him shrewdly and started to wonder.  Obviously this
guy was more than he seemed.
      
      	Ken refrained from tapping into their thoughts and emotions
beyond what he'd done during the conversation.  He'd discovered a few
things about these two that made them the perfect choice to handle his
finances - and perhaps other things.
      
       	They exchanged contact information and the ladies left for
their office.  Things in the financial world were looking up, he
thought.
       
       End part 14
     
My thanks to MWTB for the proofreading asstance.  Of course, I get to
claim any mistakes that were still left because, after all, I was the
one who caused them.

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