Solomon's Private File #139
These stories about Stephen and Solomon take place starting in
1950's. Stephen wrote about his life in letters to a penpal, and then
in a secure blog, in case he lost his memory again, in the master
computer in his school for gifted students, which he started attending
in 2016 in a new incarnation, until his death. Now his son Solomon is
attending the same school, and is writing in his own secure blog for
his future incarnations.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
Solomon is 20 in this story, in the Summer of 2046.
Solomon's Private File #139 "Artistic Demonstrations"
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Iron Lady assisted in presiding over the testing and issuing of the
two Senior Master of Martial Arts candidates at Shaolin. She did very
well. I had given her the belts and sashes for that. Then I ported in
after that and said to them, "Would you like a transfer of another
martial art?" They really did. I asked them their preferences, and did
the transfer. I did that for the Abbot and Iron Lady, too, with arts
new to them. Then they wanted to practice them. And with me. We did. It
was a wild time, that took a whole weak. Sometimes I was without a
shirt, and sometimes just in kickboxing shorts. There were a LOT of
tourists with their tongues hanging out, and not just for me, but for
the Iron Lady, too. We were amused. I made sure to capture everything
in multiple views in full HD for Galagos.
I ported to the studio of Galagos. Hawk was there. We hugged. I said,
"That's a dangerous untamed weapon." He laughed. I said, "Got something
for you." He said, "But you aren't giving it to me now?" I said, "Needs
an explanation, and I should do it while that isn't pointed at me. Oh,
now you're a drummer." They both laughed. I said, "I did some martial
arts demonstrations and practice at Shaolin recently. I wasn't always
fully clothed. Oh. It almost did it." More laughter. I said, "I made
full HD videos from multiple angles for you. Hey, not yet! I'm not
finished! Even though you're almost there." Chuckles. I said, "To go
with that, an offer of a full gymnastics demonstration, also recorded.
But it hasn't happened yet. Want to be there?" He said, "YES!" I said,
"Got lots of towels, too." He ignored that, and said, "When?" I said,
"At your convenience." He looked around and said, "Now?" I said, "If
that's actually convenient for you. I wouldn't want to interrupt art in
progress, or wild obsessive sex." They grinned. He said, "But I
indicating Hawk. Poor Galagos became totally conflicted, and red in the
face. Hawk tried to look devastated, but his body shaking with poorly
suppressed laughter, made that a little insincere.
I said, "And there will probably be a lot of other people there, too,
watching with similar interest. Our group. Keep identities secret?" He
said, "Absolutely!" I said, "Said too soon. Beautiful people, but NOT
subjects of anybody's art. Can you resist it?" He said, "While watching
you, yes." I gave him a rude noise, and they laughed. I said, "This
will be on our planet Allguard, in the sports complex. Pools' there,
too, and you might see aliens. With their permission, they can be
subjects, if not then, later. I should tell you that, mostly, clothing
is optional, and except for me in your art, forbidden in the pool. And
don't worry about physically expressing your er, excitement. If there
are others there, you won't be alone in that. Ha! Going to need a
bigger drum." Hawk laughed loudly, but the poor artist was too stunned
to react. I said, "I'll take care of the recording. Hawk can do it,
too. Let me know when you can speak." Hawk tried not to laugh. I said
to him, "Now I know what you sound like underwater." He had to laugh.
Galagos did too, a little.
Greta volunteered to stay home with the kids. Mom, Hawk, Galya,
Galagos, and I, ported to one of the gyms in the sports complex on
Allguard. I had already set up a full assortment of regulation
gymnastics equipment. Then the stands started filling up with members
of our group. I told the artist, "I didn't tell them. Doesn't do any
good to try to keep a secret from them, though." A crowd full of grins.
I said, "Their faces will be different in the recordings I'll be giving
you, for their security. Now for what I can do, and how. I can be
dressed in the usual costume, which is, for you, interestingly
revealing, or I can be just in the shorts that are usually worn in the
floor exercise, or both, in different run throughs." He said, "Please."
I said, "I knew that." Chuckles. I said, "In competition, these events
are timed. I'll comply with that, and the other rules, too, except I'll
be using some unapproved techniques that they haven't seen before. I
should tell something about one event that most of the public may not
know. The rings. The original name was 'Still Rings', because one of
the requirements of the exercise is to keep them as still as possible,
which those perverse rings absolutely do NOT want to be." He said,
"Thanks, I didn't know that." I said, "Hawk will spot me, which he now
knows." Grins. I said, "In some competitions, they do two vaults, and
accept the better one for scoring, but some consider the extra one
revolting." Loud groans, and those near me obviously wanted to do more.
I said, "In most competitions, certain kinds of techniques are
required. I'll be doing them. One more thing. No psionics. It's all
body and training." He nodded.
I did the floor exercise first, and included some of what Dad did in
his space themed ballet, such as doing a full side split in a
summersault. Applause. Galagos was stunned. Then said, "This next one
requires the most upper body strength. My muscles will expand in use,
so don't be alarmed. They won't explode." Grins, mostly at those who
were already in lust. Hawk assisted me to mount the rings. I did the
most difficult exercises possible, perfectly, and did a quad
summersault with a twist full plant dismount. Applause. Then the
parallel bars. I really flew. Then the pommel horse. Same. Then the
vault. I got a lot of height, so I could do a pent summersault. Then I
did a layout quad twist. Then I did more, in combinations. Then the
high bar. Hawk assisted me to mount. I went wild on it, doing
impossible over the bar release moves, and a gigantic dismount.
I went over to Galagos and said, "Well, what do you think? Acceptable
for your needs?" He said, "Wow! I don't know, but you were fantastic!"
I said, "Er, thanks. I had a problem. There was much more I could do,
that I couldn't put in the regulation time. So, next just in shorts?"
He said, "Please." I did that, using a different assortment of
techniques. I heard him whisper to himself, "Like a Hercules!" Well, my
muscles had expanded, and were quite large and obvious. Finished, I
said to him, "I'm not Greek." He was embarrassed and said, "How could
you hear that?" I said, "Super hearing runs in my family. A mutation.
So, this work for you?" He said, "I don't know how it could be any
better. Hawk was showing me samples of his recordings. Great!" I said,
"So, now to the diving pool. For your information, most intelligent
species don't have competitive diving. Just two awkward for them. The
catpeople could do it, if they wanted to, but just our students of them
have ever liked being in the water. Advice. If one of them wants to hug
you, do NOT resist, or you will regret that for the rest of your life."
There were a lot of grins and nods. I said, "One more thing. If an orgy
breaks out, if there's anybody under 18 in it, and I see some here,
there is no going all the way." He nodded, not even able to say wow. I
said, "That's alright. You can save up your wows for later." Chuckles.
I ported him to the indoor diving pool. It had been empty of people.
That didn't last. Our group filled it up fast. Then the other schools
did, too. When that slowed down, I said in enhanced speech, "Attention!
I will be doing a demonstration of a sport from my planet, known as
'Diving'. This is because we have an artist with us who wants to
observe me in situations where I don't have much covering me. There is
a nakedness taboo in most of the societies on my planet, and the
paintings will be for the public, so I will be doing this demonstration
with what is usually worn for it. If I can stuff myself into it. Our
artist is named Galagos, and he doesn't know languages that are not of
Earth. He's never met anybody from a different planet. Please make him
welcome, er, with greetings at this time. Other things later, if he can
last until then." Hawk's laughter gave some of them an idea of what I
meant. They made good noises at Galagos while he was bowing.
I did an instant transposition to tight very small speedos I almost
didn't fit in. I dove from the springboard first, with as many kinds of
dives as I could imagine. Then I dove from the 10m platform, and
received a lot of oos and ahhs, or the alien equivalents. Then I ported
to Galagos and said, "Work for you?" He said, "Yes!" I said, "Up for,
er, want to go to a naked pool party?" He nodded mutely. I announced,
"Big outside pool number one, pool party. Anybody want to?" Lots of
loud noises. We all ported there and stripped, and went into the water.
We had a good time, and Galagos was not embarrassed at all, being not
alone in obvious arousal. Hawk was with him, explaining things. When it
was time, I made the whole pool bubble like a hot tub. Then the
Hopchers used their tails on us, and we all felt what the most
sensitive of us felt. When that was almost too much, we got out of the
pool and went through the blue light cleaners to get dry, and onto the
heated soft surface. Then the Hopchers, Tsuriss, and Roven, used their
fur all over those of us naked skinned people, which felt deliriously
terrific. I started the link, as the most powerful there, and some of
the females had orgasms right away. Then there were tongues on our most
sensitive parts, and we all exploded in a fiery finish.
While we were recovering I said, "Galagos! You survived?" He said, "I
don't know how, but yes. That was incredible! I don't know how to thank
all of you for this." I said, "Don't. Just getting warmed up." He
groaned. We laughed. We did it all again, and with the link at a higher
intensity. It was even more intense when we finished, and we achieved a
second of blissful gestalt. Then we came back to normal. There were a
lot of wows. Galagos was in a daze, and he wasn't the only one. Then
they lined up. I looked at Zander, and he said, "Please." I hugged them
all, one by one, with all my love, and the regulars helped them away,
in a happy daze. Galagos didn't want to let go of Ginging, who didn't
mind that at all, staying in his hug. He said to Galagos, "You're not
psionic, but I feel you are one of us in spirit. I love you. WE love
you." Gal cried. Ginging licked his face. Gal almost squirted right
there and then. Hawk's grin tried to split his face.
We eventually ported back to the studio, fully dressed. Then we
discussed things. I said, "Any of the offworld people there you want to
use as models, well, I doubt they would refuse you, but the art doesn't
leave Earth. They need their privacy. If you want to play with any of
them, ask Hawk. There is one more thing. Your saw my joint at Congress?
Oops!" Laughter. He said, "Yes. Pictures, please!" I said, "On these
cards. I KNOW you want to paint that. Who wouldn't?" He said,
"Absolutely! I know where it should hang." I said, "I don't care, as
long as it's well hung." Hawk went almost wild with laughter. I said,
"I don't know why he does it. I'm sure he knew I was going to say that,
and most of the other things that make him laugh, before I say them."
Hawk said, "I don't know, but I don't care." Mom said, "It's going in
the Smithsonian." Galya said, "Where it belongs." Gal said, "If they
want it, yes." Hawk said, "Vatican might want something similar." Mom
said, "And extra towels." We grinned and nodded. Gal was a little
puzzled. I said, "40% of Priests are gay, self reported in surveys." He
said, "Oh! I didn't know. I saw you naked." I said, "You can see me
naked any time. I don't care, as long as it doesn't go public. You
visit us at home, you won't see us any other way." He said, "You did
approve, and the time and mood are right, how could I deny you? Love is
all." Mom and Galya nodded. Gal was really surprised. Hawk grinned and
poked him, making him really jump. And that wasn't all that wanted to
jump.
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