Anna's Mystery Plan - Part 6 - Preparations for Combat
Back at the new home base after the harrowing events in the desert, I was full of energy to attack our new circumstances with Anna. Lots of questions for her, which I was content to let Talia and Chelsea pursue. My academic career required attention. Professor Greenberg would need a story about my unexcused absence from class. Other instructors as well.
In the kitchen, I nuzzled Karen's neck and asked, "What is my plausible explanation at school for unexcused absences?"
Sipping her coffee, one hand on my chest pushed me away. "Chasing girls, which is what you have really been doing, is not good enough."
I growled and she flashed her eyes at me. "Hmmm. A family emergency, I think. Something that could be documented, if necessary. What about an accidental propane explosion and fire at your aunt and uncle's motel in Southern California?"
From behind me, a sudden thrust into my mind, "I'm getting stronger, aren't I?" Before I could turn, a female body had me in her grasp. Direct head contact amplified her words. "We really need this now. Karen, are you hearing me?"
My mother was staring at us. "Yes. We should practice keeping the volume down when it isn't needed. More secure that way."
Another female body arrived under my arm and said out loud, "I could sense something in the bedroom, but no words." Carolyn required a kiss and a press of her front to mine. I giggled, and they both said, "What?"
"Two professors hitting on the same poor freshman?"
"Oof! You are all hard. Why wouldn't we hit on you?"
Backing them to the counter, my knuckles rubbed between their legs. "I should attack you both. But actually, I have two messages. The first is that Chelsea and Talia will chase all our construction from now on. You are to concentrate, with help from Karen, on our psychological counter-warfare. I have a feeling that a western shoot out is not the answer we need."
Looking serious, they took headlocks, "What is the second message?" I thought momentarily of seizing them to my hips and dashing back to bed, but a little voice said it was time to demonstrate some maturity.
"The second message is that you need to sort out your sexual identity."
There was silence and then three females shouting and beating. "Our sexual identity! You have got to be kidding!"
I calmed them with kisses. "I am only partly joking. You are going to be seen together around the department. Inquiring minds will wonder what the relationship is. You could decide to be openly gay. Or perhaps a couple of male dates could stop that kind of talk?"
Unhappy eyes stared at me. Sophie said, "It isn't fair, but you are right. We will think about a solution. If we fall in with the lesbian alliance, you may have lost two bed partners."
I stared back, daring them. Holding hands, they went to dress, giggling.
Karen dragged me to her room. "That was cruel, even if you are right. You know darn well your new girlfriends like each other!"
I fell into the bed, tugging her on top. After a soft kiss that got harder and longer, I said, "Yes, and the atmosphere on campus is pretty liberated, but since we are all working on disguises, I want them to plan their message, not fall into it."
Karen was wiggling and getting me hard, as she always did. "Fall into it, eh? Like we all fall into your arms?"
I stood us into a tight clinch. "Wanting more, aren't you? Trying to forget the thought of your son getting himself killed in the desert?"
"Yes. I have work this morning, but please come to the old house at noon for a swim and lunch and..."
With a brief kiss, I said, "Sounds like a hot date," and went off to school.
Walking to class, I was struck by the disconnect between campus academic atmosphere and the all too vivid excitement in the desert. Here is my real problem, I thought. How to work towards a degree and at the same time be prepared to take up arms in service to Anna's grand plan, whatever it might be.
The next few weeks were intense. School was harder than I expected. Greenberg made it clear that anything except A's was not acceptable from me. Every perfect exam got me faint praise, which I figured was more than most of his students got. More important, he opened his most advanced research. I got one lecture about confidentiality, and after that only occasional reminders when we were into something that probably would be classified if DARPA knew about it.
Chapter 17 - Secret Construction Underground
Talia and Chelsea were doing a fantastic job on the construction at the house. They had found a sympathetic young contractor who was willing to take chances. He acquired the pool permit, including a sheltering berm and associated landscaping. But what actually happened was a nighttime carnival of excavating a cut and cover underground vault. Nothing on paper, each night's work carefully concealed. A lot of quickset, high strength concrete to carry the overhead closure. Jeff pretended his crew was having a terrible time with the pool, so that months would be available for the underground work.
Sophie and Carolyn had classes to support at the same time they worked on the grant project and disappeared behind closed doors to think about our psychological warfare strategy.
Karen kept us well fed, and handled Anna, if you could call it that. Her report was that Anna appeared distracted, but pleased with our progress. I asked, "She is still recovering from the fiasco in the desert?"
"She won't say anything about it, but I think her own council of leaders is upset. They are all brilliant and possessed of special skills. So having the rogue group in Arizona put one over on them, especially with fatalities, is upsetting."
"Yes, I was a little upset myself when those guns went off."
It was the end of the day and we were lounging on her big bed with a drink. She rolled on top for a long kiss. "When we lost the comm link, I was sure you had been killed. That was my upset. My very big upset."
Rubbing her back, I said, "Think of it as a fortunate lesson. A live ammo training session. We escaped casualties, and won't expose ourselves like that again."
Talia walked in from the shower, her naked black body more glorious than ever from the hard work outside. "I heard the end of that. Damn right we won't let it happen again, but it complicates things. More training, more planning, more bodies committed to each event. We have to concentrate hard on agility and instant reaction."
"Come here and show me some agility."
Talia launched herself in my direction, but I intercepted the body in midair, bringing it down across my legs for an immediate tough massage, fingers digging deep.
"Karen, this kid has shanghaied me. These hands make all my juices run. What is to be done?"
I broadcast with a big smile, "I am the alpha male and you will obey!"
She rose up with a mighty heave and flattened me. "I'll alpha you!"
I was expecting a vicious knee between my legs, but got kisses instead. Karen asked, "Do I need to leave?"
She responded, "Stay," and wiggled herself into a tight alignment, back to my front. "No sex right now. We have to plan."
I kissed the back of her neck and wrapped one hand comfortably around a firm boob. "You're right. No sex right now, even if you are unbelievably horny and juicy."
She closed her eyes and turned into me. A soft whisper, "Baddd."
In less than ten seconds, we were coupled as tight as nature would allow. Karen was giggling and pinching here and there. "I do love it when passion overcomes reason."
Talia was trying feisty tricks, pretending I was forcing her. "Not in front of your mother! Stop this minute. I'm breaking up with you!"
I smothered her voice with my lips and concentrated on getting her off. A dozen hard strokes later she was wailing, "Nooo! You beast!"
The top to bottom shaking was marvelous to behold. I touched foreheads, "You are the best lover ever."
"God, Jeremy, you do things to me..."
