Campaign 6r

Chapter 12

Under overcast, but dry skies, I dropped Di and Consuela of at the Valley River Center, one of the largest indoor malls in Oregon.

Consuela's wardrobe was limited and I wanted her stylishly outfitted and equipped for college or any other occasion.

I gave the girls my credit card and carte blanche to get anything and everything they wanted or needed, regardless of cost.

I would call when I returned.

"Have a good time." I told them as Consuela opened the truck door.

"Love you Master." Di said, leaning over to kiss me before sliding over the seat and stepping out.

"Love you."

"I love you Master," Consuela chimed in.

Surprised I responded, "I love you too Con."

Smiling she closed the truck door as the turned toward the mall entrance.

I waited to the girls were inside before pulling away.

The University of Oregon was fifteen minutes away and with light traffic and I arrived early for the appointment with Chancellor Walbourne.

Familiar with the campus layout I entered Administrations. UO was one of the universities that offered me a scholarship and I had toured the campus before committing to Stanford.

A young lady, one of the students, standing behind the lobby counter took my name. She went through one of the doors behind the counter and returned a few moments later with a short, round white haired woman. She wore glasses with a silver chain attached to the frame's ear pieces but for now they were resting on her bountiful buxom.

She approached saying, "Mr. Vancy follow me please."

She led me down a side hall, knocking on a door at its end, which prompted, "Come in."

The woman opened the door, stepping to the side, saying, "Mr. Jules Vancy."

A very tall, lean, distinguished looking man, with burr cut salt and pepper hair, stood behind his desk and leaned over it, offering his hand.

"A pleasure to meet you sir," he said.

Releasing my hand he indicated I have a seat in one of the two leather arm chairs in front of the desk.

"As it is you Chancellor." I answered taking a seat.

Walbourne asked, "Would like something to drink?"

"No thank you."

He spoke to the woman who was still standing at the door, "That'll be all Margaret, thank you."

He sat down as the Margaret closed the door.

"Chancellor Walbourne I will be blunt," I said, pausing for dramatics, "I'm prepared to make an initial ten million dollar endowment to the University of Oregon and in five years another ten million dollar endowment, if used to create of a new department, specifically a parapsychology department with accompanying collegiate credits, degree and scholarships."

"The designated research oriented parapsychology department would be equipped with new state of the art laboratories, a new designated dormitory, accompanying the staff and instructors. If there is no exiting campus space for new construction, a satellite campus would be acquired. A program designed to attract and retain top people in the parapsychology field, through salaries, benefits and career opportunities. Use of existing facilities shall be required until the new facilities are completed."

"My anonymity shall be required with a signed non-disclosure from all parties. I want no one except you and the department head, you hire, to know I am the philanthropist. The new department and facility shall be named Godiva Parapsychology.

"I shall require a signed contract to that effect and guarantees that UO shall support the program for a minimum of 10 years after which it may be reviewed. That is the first demand."

"The second is that a student, Consuela Anna Hermosa, a transfer from Portland State University, be allowed to enter UO's sophomore course of Business Administrations studies, starting next Monday. Her personal information will be in the administration office by the end of the work day tomorrow. She will need no housing or a food program as she will be staying off campus, only a parking permit. A check shall be written for the entire amount of the fall and spring semesters when I leave."

I sent him a strong suggestion about the second.

Walbourne leaned forward, resting his elbows on his desk and steepling his fingers against his chin, saying, "Mr. Vancy that is a generous offer, very generous indeed. Unfortunately I do not have the authority to make such a far reaching and important decision. I shall have to bring your offer before OU's governors. They only can make such a commitment of such magnitude. I'm confident they will be positive in their review but it must come from them."

"As to the second issue you have addressed that is within my purview. We are only two weeks into the fall semester and I see no reason why the young lady cannot start fall classes Monday. Have her report to Mrs. Potrick, the lady that escorted you in, Monday morning. Her schedule will be set and one of the students will show her to her class. I will notify her professors to expect her. We'll request her transcripts from Portland State."

"Thank you Chancellor Walbourne."

"No problem. It will take a week minimum to get a concrete answer to the first part. I will send notifications of an emergency meeting a week from today. They may postpone a vote to consider it until the next regular meeting. We normally meet four times a year and the next one is two months out. I'll strongly encourage them to accept your conditions but that is all can do as I have no vote. They usually follow my recommendations and I believe this would be very good for the University of Oregon."

"That is fine. No immediate rush but if the option is still hanging fire by the first of the year I will go elsewhere. I want the program up and running by the start of the next academic year. I would like the program installed in their facilities within three years."

"Understood. I do not think that will be necessary."

I stood saying, "Alright Chancellor I won't take up anymore of your time. I appreciate and thank you for your consideration of Consuela Hermosa. I look forward to hearing from you on the other."

Walbourne stood and came round the desk, saying, "Thank you for your consideration Mr. Vancy. Follow me to the bursar's office and I'll introduce you."

Lin Kung, the tiny oriental bursar, accepted my check after the Chancellor explained the circumstance.

Walbourne stayed with me until I exited the administration building.

I went to my bank, 1st Independence, and met with the manager, Clayton Pittue. I gave him the amount and instruction on transferring funds from my checking account to Gordon Dremmel account.

"I will text Dremmel with the 1st Independence phone number and have him ask for you. He will provide his bank account access code for the money transfer."

I signed the necessary paperwork authorizing the transfer of $615 thousand to Dremmel. Pittue assured me he would be expecting Dremmel's call and would handle the transfer. He would mail me the documentation of the completed transaction.

Returning to the mall I called the girls, after parking, and met them in the food court. I arrived before them and sat down at an empty table to wait. Several minutes later they arrived each carry multiple shopping bags.

"Hey ladies."

"Hi Hay," was the multiple response as they dropped their bags to the floor, both giving me a sweet kiss.

I was expecting Consuela's to be chaste but it was as sultry as Di's.

"Looks like you all have been busy."

Di said, "We got some of the things Con needed but not complete. We couldn't carry it all."

"We choose the more important items and decided to order on-line the rest," Con added.

"Have you been to the computer store yet?"

"No. Primarily clothes, cosmetics and health care products."

"Well we need a new laptop. You start class on Monday and your current one is old and slow."

"YEAH!" Consuela exclaimed happily and Di hugged her.

"Lets get something to eat and then we will carry these bags to the truck and secure them and you can continue shopping."

After pretzels and soft drinks we stowed their purchases and spent the rest of the afternoon perusing the stores with Con picking up many more items, including a small but very powerful, top of the line, laptop.

I was the pack horse and I made another trip to the truck to cache the treasures. By the time we all left, my arms were full again. Di had bought only two items of clothing and I had made no purchases. The rest of the huge pile was Con's.

On the way home we stopped at Applebee for supper.

Dusk was turning to night by the time we got home. It took several trips to unload all of Con's purchases and carry them to her bedroom.

Once my beast of burden services was over, I got a beer from the fridge and turned on the TV.

The girls stayed in the bedroom putting away all the stuff. Even over the TV, I could hear their laughter. Close to an hour later they emerged with girly chattering and giggling.

I finished my beer while they ate some Hostess Ding Dongs.

We all went to bed, Con to her room and Di and I to ours, where I enjoyed her sweet delights.

The next day I set up an email account for Con on her new laptop. She emailed her pertinent personal information to the UO admin office. I could have given the information yesterday but thought it would be better coming from her.

After receiving conformation we all went to the Cascades Raptor Center.

It was bright and sunny but way to cool for a pool day.

The nature center had over 40 of the raptors native to the Pacific Northwest and treated over 500 hundred injured birds. We enjoyed a several hours there, then went to Skinner Butte Park. A hundred acre park is known around town as the birthplace of Eugene. We made the easy hike to the summit overlooking the city with its many vistas and natural monuments.

Returning home we all pitched in and made supper, meatloaf, creamed potatoes, green beans and rolls. After cleaning up the kitchen we played a Scrabble.

Di won the first game and Con the second. I was at a minimum two to three times smarter than girls and should have easily won. Randomness of the draw threw a monkey wrench into that scenario.

Probabilities are just that, probabilities, not certainties. Statistically the chances of drawing seven consonants, one of the Q, in both games was so low as to be nearly impossible, but I did.

The girls used all their tiles on each turn gaining an extra fifty points every time. I was quickly left in the dust, never caught up.

Well at Scrabble.

Later at bedtime Di lay back on the bed, naked, submissive, chest heaving, legs spread, eyes open watching me standing beside it, staring appreciatively at her magnificent boobs, her juicy pussy's plump pink folds with clitoris rising between.

I bent over French kissing her. Her pale blue eyes opened wide, enraptured, as we kissed passionately, our tongues exploring as I continued my thrusting softly into her.

For the next few minutes, we kissed as an orgasm slowly built, expanding and consuming her. She was completely wired, just on the verge of exploding when I stopped. She looked up at me in pleading askance as I broke our kiss.

I caressed her breasts as I kissed under her chin and neck, making her giggle at my tickling touch. I cupped her breast, squeezing the soft mounds, as my lips made their way down her chest onto the slope of her breasts. I continued on to her areola centered with a rock hard nipple which I engulfed in my mouth. Sucking gently, I ran my tongue lightly over it as I held it between my lips. She gasped for breath and I felt her chest heave. Her hands ran through my hair as my tongue manipulated her nipple.

I slid a hand between her thighs, stroking her wet labia, tracing the slit between her proud lips, finding her clitoris and easing two fingers inside her. I nibbled her raised nipple, as she moaned, arching her back. I switched back and forth between the two soft mounds.

Abandoning her breasts, I kissed down the smooth skin of her stomach, swirling my tongue around her navel before reaching her Mons Veneris with the intoxicating, heady scent of her juices.

Keeping my fingers inside her, I stroked the spongy surface of her G-spot, not far inside, my tongue on her clit. I first licked, then flicked and fingered, senses drowning in her musky scent, her smooth feel, and the delicious taste of her nectar.

I got on my knees between her wide spread legs and raised her left foot, kissing the bottom and top of it. I kissed along her ankle and slowly up her leg.

My tongue teased under her knee, and she opened her legs wider as my lips caressed up the inside of her soft thigh. I kissed the skin at the top of her leg, just beside her beautiful pussy. I repeated on her right foot and leg.

She gasped, breath catching, as I slowly licked from the bottom of her slit up to the top, kissing the quivering lips of her pussy, my tongue nudging her sensitive button. Her juices were flowing freely, and I loved the taste of her as I dipped my tongue between the folds of her beautiful cunt.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh..." she sighed, over and over, her hands grabbing at the pillow above her head.

She was writhing as I licked her, sucking her clit into my mouth, it was all over. She gasped, humping her pussy up into my face, as a very powerful orgasm exploded within her. She was completely tensed up as she straightened her legs out behind me, cumming violently.

My head was pleasantly trapped between her thighs; she was squeezing them so tightly. My hands squeezed her ass cheeks hard, licking her slit as fast as I could.

I smiled, watching her struggle for control, as I crawled quickly on the bed, eager to slide inside this amazing woman. My turgid member was swinging back and forth as I made my way up to her. She opened her eyes, wrapping her arms around my neck when I reached her.

My lips covered hers, and she opened her mouth eagerly, allowing my tongue to dart inside. I raised my hips, the head of my dick finding her drenched entrance. Her pussy gripped the tip of my cock, as I pushed forward. My dick parted the lips of her vagina, and I slowly eased myself inside her.

She moaned into my mouth as I groaned into hers. Inch by inch my raging hard boner entered her, until she was completely filled up. Her hot pussy was gripping me so snugly.

I looked down on her. She was so beautiful, nothing but need, lust and love. Slowly I slid out of her, then, just as slowly, slid back into her. She arched her head slightly, let out a quiet cry of joy. I continued sliding in and out of her that way, truly making love to her.

After several strokes, I withdrew, replacing my cock with my tongue and lifting her legs over my shoulders. I licked voraciously, like a starving man at an oasis, feeling the nub of her clit on my tongue.

I brought my available hand up and pushed a finger inside, then another and pumped, relishing her moans as she approached orgasm.

As she was on the verge of another grand orgasm, I withdrew my lubricated fingers, and pushed one between her buttocks, finding the ring of her anus. She squirted, copious fluids poured from her, soaking my face. I drank her emanations with gusto.

I put my arms under her legs, raising them over my shoulders, grabbing her right ankle with my left hand and with my cock in my right. I placed myself at the shuddering lips of her pussy. I pushed forward and easily slipped inside her warmth.

Di moaned, arching her head back, as I entered her. I watched her pink pussy lips suck in more and more of my manhood until I was pressed against her wet pussy. I grabbed her other ankle with my other hand holding both of her feet high in the air as I held myself inside her for a moment.

I pulled back, my hard cock gliding easily out of her tight, slick pussy. I slammed back into her, taking satisfaction in hearing her moan. Then I began sliding my tool in and out as I held her feet high in the air on either side of my face.

Without breaking stride, I kissed the bottom of her foot. I held her ankles tightly as I kissed her other one, while thrusting into her powerfully. I brought her toes to my mouth, sucking the biggest three into my mouth as I looked down at my cock pulling out and pushing in her pussy lips.

I pulled her toes out of my mouth and brought her other foot over. I kissed that one all over, not slowing my pace. I sucked her big toe into my mouth, watching me.

Another incredible orgasm began to rise up inside her. I removed her toe out of my mouth and pushed her feet even higher up so her knees were on either side of her head. I began to fuck her as hard as I could, like a jack hammer, my rock hard cock pounding.

"Ohhhhh!" she screamed, as an orgasm washed over her, a flood of white cum pouring out around my thrusting dick.

I jammed all the way inside Di's vagina and held it there.

My dick swelled even bigger, jerking as I let loose a long, thick wad of hot semen of hot cum inside her convulsing pussy, milking my dick, as my loins surged.

I trembled on top of her, releasing her ankles, and she was able to bring her legs down on either side of me as the last of my sperm trickled into her pussy.

I collapsed onto her, kissing her cheeks breathlessly as she ran her hands up and down my back. She rubbed against me, trying to milk every last drop of my cum as she turned to kiss me.

Our lips smacked repeatedly as I softened inside her. She broke the kiss, squeezing me tight with all of her limbs. I fell down on the bed pulling her into my arms and we lay together, caressing and panting from our exertions.

We cuddled for a while, not wanting to let each other go.

She pulling me close and kissed me again, smiling saying, "I want this every day."

For a long time we just lay entangled together, sometimes stroking slowly and gently.

Finally in pleasant exhaustion, she fell asleep.

As I lay listening to Di's soft breathing, I became aware of strong emotions, a confusing mixture of excitement, guilt, sorrow and regret, coming from Consuela.

I saw her lying naked in bed on top of her covers, awake and agitated. I entered her mind which was in turmoil.

After going to bed, wanting ice she went to the kitchen. Hearing Di's loud noises of pleasure, she peaked in our cracked bedroom door, seeing me with Di.

Entranced, instead of continuing on she stopped to watch and stayed to the conclusion. She knew she shouldn't but could not move.

She stripped and sat in the darkened hallway on her discarded pajamas. Leaning back against the wall, feet on the floor, knees bent, legs splayed, fingering her newly shaved pussy, orgasming several times with Di.

As Di and I rested she quietly returned to her room and was torn with opposing thoughts. She realized she desperately wanted to be in Di's place and the knowledge caused her to feel she had betrayed Di.

Her desires were battling her guilt. She loved Di as a sister and was thrilled to have her as a close friend, a feeling that she had never experienced. Another feeling she had never experienced was the erotic, romantic love developing for me. This was the results of her natural tendency along with the subliminal thought of me as her master.

Without realizing why, unconsciously picking up on my preference for bald pussy, she had shaved hers, that night. The act itself and the pleasurable feel at completion increased and sustained her arousal, which was instrumental in her subsequent actions. She had an underlying fear that she would not be sexually attractive to me and would be rejected.

*DANCE ASLEEP*

I calmed her, placing commands removing the guilt at her desires and her acting on them, considering them natural. She would be happy with them and would continue to respond with masturbation without embarrassment, reservation or inhibition. She would not take it further at this time until if and when Di gave her permission. Until then her feeling would progress as normal with her sexual desires, wants and needs, relieved by herself.