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OTEC the novel		http://literatemachine.com/node/142
OTEC COPYRIGHT (C) 2007 DAWootan, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED by DAWootan

Vin did not get as much deep sleep with rapid eye movement, as he had hoped.
He became aware he was not alone, there was a presence at the foot of 
the bed.
It was three well-dressed ladies with suitcases, they weren't saying 
anything,
they were just staring at him.
Penny had a small pink suitcase the size of a lunch box.

Hello central
"Boss, we have a programming problem."
"How so?"
"As his Lordship knows, there is a different strain of Lazarus virus
here in Valhalla, it does not care at what age you are infected."
"And the problem is?"
"If I beam the four of you up, you will arrive with a twenty five-year-old
woman, an eight-year-old girl, and an eleven-year-old girl."
"Well, Joan might enjoy being eleven years old again."
"As his lordship wishes..."
"Wait!"
"Ok, change the programming, let Joan keep her age,
while we are at it, cruise through Penny's genetic file.
I think we can put a tiny touch of copper in Joan's hair.
Don't do anything drastic, but make small changes so Joan is
unquestionably Penny's mother."
An image floated before Vin's eyes, it was Joan, as though
she was wearing subtly applied makeup. She was absolutely,
positively, Penny's mother.
"Okay, four to beam up."

They were back in Vin's bedroom.
"It is nighttime, let me show you to your rooms, we will
get together for breakfast in the morning."

Vin was mildly disappointed, his other three wives,
questioned neither his right, nor his ability to sneak
strange women into the house in the middle of the night.

Joan and Penny were not surprised he had four wives.
Normally breakfast is served in the breakfast nook adjacent to the kitchen.
Vin sat Joan and Penny with their backs to the door.
They were wide-eyed staring through the transparent wall at the open 
ocean stretching to the horizon.
"The sky is so, ..., so empty." Penny observed.

The plan was for Kay to take Joan and Penny shopping.
The plan survived about three minutes.

The four "boys" took one look at Penny, and they knew.
Kay took Joan to find suitable clothing to go shopping in.
They returned with Joan dressed in an outrageous whorehouse outfit.
Vin's four wives, plus Joan, were staring at him, waiting for him to speak.
"Ah, er, what is it you are planning on shopping for?"
They did not smile.
"Joan, would you like to accompany us to the whorehouse today?"
They all smiled.

Penny, meanwhile had come down with the vapors.
The boys had her in a reclining chair, dabbing her for head with a damp 
cloth, fanning her wrists.
They had unanimously volunteered to stay home and nurse poor Penny back 
to health.

Why do I persist in thinking I am in charge, of anything, I am merely a 
Reality Lord.
Thirty seconds after the front door closes, they will be humping each 
other silly.
Vin thought

They were about half a block from home, when Vin stopped suddenly.
"I forgot my hat." He said starting to turn back toward the house.
"Don't you dare." Five women said as a perfect chorus.
"Is it possible women secretly run the world, and don't tell men about it?"
"Don't be silly." The five women said in unison.

There was only one cruise ship and port, so Joan was only able
to collect forty seven quarters. She apologize for the small number.
"Do I turned these over to my pimp?" She wanted to know.
"Yes, I will spend them on drugs and booze, while you're out turning tricks.
If you don't get at least a hundred next time, I will beat you."
"Oh, this is even better than I had hoped!"
"I'll start, first thing in the morning, she replied cheerfully."
"Actually, I think Kathy plans to take you the zoo tomorrow morning. "
"Oh." She said trying to hide her obvious disappointment.
You just wait. Vin thought.

Kathy and Vin's Mother sat down at his table.
"I have sent word to the founder of the loving family Association,
and to the CEO of the car company, inviting them over Thursday night.
I hope you will not embarrass me by spiriting Penny away before they 
arrive."

They left Vin with his head in his hands.
I know how this is going to end, my wives will fall in love with Penny,
they will adopt her. She will have her own web pages, she will give an
enthusiastic, account of how I deflowered her.
The whole world will know I fucked an eight year old girl!


	[ 66 Tuesday ]


It was Tuesday, Beatrice's night.
For most of the preceding century, ( with Lady Kathy's approval )
Beatrice had been Vin's mistress, even after he made an "honest woman" 
of her,
they continued having kinky sex.
There were probably not fifty women on the planet more beautiful than 
Beatrice,
and probably less than fifty more sexy, making Beatrice truly unique.
On Tuesdays they did missionaries sex, just to prove they could do it.
They were resting after, laying on their sides, looking at each other, 
enjoying the moment,
enjoying their love for each other.
"Your friend, Joan is quite the woman, she knows nothing of 
prostitution, but acts like she has been hooking for a hundred years.
She did a donkey on stage her first afternoon."
Wondered why Kathy took her to the zoo. Vin thought.
"She graduated from the finishing school Penny is attending."
"I must see this finishing school."
"I didn't know, you enjoyed sex with boys."
"You should pay closer attention, to what goes on in your own household."
"Your point is well taken, it would be naīve to assume they spent their 
time in their rooms jerking off."
"If you are serious, about this, pack a suitcase, Joan, Penny, and I, 
will be leaving about 3 A.M."
"But you promised Kathy you would have Penny here Thursday."
"We will spend a week, returning at 3:01 A.M."
"I don't understand."
"You, have known me, for nine or ten decades, if you think I'm bull 
shitting, don't bother packing."
Beatrice leapt out of bed, running stark naked down the hall.

Hello central. Vin thought.
"You rang?"
"Yes James, please copy all the clothing and other items Beatrice has in 
her room, into the room beyond the Arabian suite on Henderson Island."
"Very good Sir. I take it the Duchess will be joining us?"
"She is packing a suitcase as we speak."
"Would you like me to copy Lady Kay's, personal effects, as well?"
"I knew there was a reason, we keep you on the staff, yes, please do."
"Actually, now that you have caused me to think about it, you may as well,
set all four wives up, at the same time, and copy Penny and Joan's things
from Valhalla into the new downstairs guest room here."
"Very good Sir, consider it done."

Four attractive females with nice luggage, were standing at the foot of 
Vin's bed.
It is 2.59 Sir. A voice said in Vin's head.
"Away team, to beam up. " Vin said.
Just like Star Trek. He thought
The four women, and their luggage, were positioned exactly as they had 
been on Davis Straight.
Beatrice looked around with wide-eyed wonder, at the gilded Baroque Bedroom.
The other three women, for her benefit, were completely nonpulsed.

"Let me show you to your room." Vin said, smiling at Beatrice.
The four women, followed behind, as they hiked through gigantic gilded 
rooms with vaulted painted ceilings.
There was enough artwork on the walls to keep a connoisseur occupied for 
months.
"This is the Queen's bedroom," more walking,
"and this is Kay's bedroom," Kay's bedroom, was tiny, only about forty 
feet across, but there was a sitting room beyond, "and this is your 
bedroom." Vin had no trouble opening the interconnect doors.
( It took a key to lock them. )
"The Butler will wake you for breakfast."
Vin kissed Beatrice sweetly, bowed slightly, closing the double doors.
He kissed Kay sweetly, bowed slightly, closing the double doors.
He was unable to kiss Joan sweetly, she was not in her room.
Joan and Penny were naked, in bed, the covers rolled back, waiting for him.
It is a good thing I take multivitamins. He thought.

Vin noticed, women often screw you to the point of exhaustion,
then ask you for a special favor, hoping you will be too tired to resist.
It seemed to Vin, they were both working toward this goal.

Joan was kissing him sweetly as Penny bounced up and down on his dick.
She was sharing the excitement watching Vin watch Penny in action.
She truly has no jealousy. He thought.
Vin did not try to hold back, was not making love to him, she was 
screwing him silly.
She stayed on top, riding out his orgasm.

"Ok, you go first."
Penny, stuck out her lower lip slightly, this was not playing by the rules.
"You don't have to ask a favor if you don't want to." Vin said as though 
he meant it.
"I want to visit OTEC next week."
"Done."
Penny, smiled briefly, this was still not playing by the rules.
She was still impaled on Vin's dick, she demonstrated her unhappiness,
by scooting back and forth building Vin another erection, smiling 
wickedly as she did so.

"And you?" Vin said turning to face Joan, ignoring Penny's sliding motions.
"Lady Kathy took me to the zoo, it was more exciting than the zoo in London.
She showed me humans are not the only animals who can gang bang.
The two of us were serviced by big horn sheep, bonobos chimpanzees and 
bottlenose dolphin.
Can you please bring some of these marvelous animals to Valhalla?"

"Done, now let's all get some sleep."

	[ 67 We are on the anti-prime meridian ]


Vin did not drift off immediately.
Hello central.
"You rang"
Show me a gods eye view of the compound.
Ok, here in the Northwest corner, put a large pole barn.
Copy all the kinky furniture from the OTEC zoo into
the pole barn, cover the floor with pink mats, Valhalla style living mats.
Put openings in the castle wall here, so the animals
can shelter from the heat.
We need about five acres of pasture surrounding the pole barn.
Plant whatever pasture grasses sheep like to eat, make sure five acres 
is enough.
That looks good.
Now about a hundred trees of the Lord.
No, shorter than average.
The low hanging fruit on these trees is chimpanzee food.
Put in some delicacies for sheep and other animals as well.
Ok, put a chimpanzee proof fence around it all.
Good, copy the big horn sheep, bonobos and all the other animals, they 
play with, from OTEC to here.
Be sure to include the pink saddle.
Yes, that looks good, thank you James.

They had breakfast in the solarium. The fourth floor was mostly attic 
storage, and of course the solarium.
Vin enjoyed watching Beatrice surreptitiously glancing out the windows, 
when she thought no one was looking.
It was the cool of the day so the windows were transparent.
To Vin, Valhalla always felt like a long glacial valley, with green 
plants and blue water rising on either side.
The "sky" was also blue and green, but it was over three hundred miles 
distant.
The mind refused to accept a claustrophobic interpretation of having 
plants and animals, hanging upside down,
three hundred miles overhead.
There was no sensation of surfing the "tube" of some giant wave.

"Come I have something to show you." Vin said at the end of breakfast.
Vin considered this to be the most Victorian part of his house.
In the center of the solarium was a metal circular staircase, leading to 
the fifth floor observatory.
The giant brass telescope, and its associated machinery, was a marvel of 
Victorian precision machining.
The gears and wheels for pointing the large brass tube reminded Vin of 
anti-aircraft artillery.
Vin sat in the metal seat to "point and train" the tube.
Beatrice and Kay said behind and to either side of the small end of the 
telescope.
Vin had adjusted the rotating eye pieces so they could both views 
simultaneously.
"We are on the anti-prime meridian so Mesa Verde, Wilcox, 
Neuschwanstein, Wootton, London, Athens,
Isle of Valhalla, Bora Bora, and Goa are hidden behind the three suns."
Vin was cranking wheels with both hands and both feet as he talked.
"We are looking at Far Cathay right now.
Far Cathay is the only landlocked large town, all towns and villages 
have a monopoly on some type of food pod, that is to say, the "Trees of 
the Lord" that produced it only grow there.
Far Cathay has a monopoly on opium."
Vin began turning a wheel with both hands.
"Close your eye if the movement makes you dizzy."
"We are looking at Samarkand now, caravans leave hear traveling north to 
Far Cathay bringing back opium."
"Don't people get addicted?"
"Yes, but every night as you sleep, your nano tech living bed undoes the 
damage."
"Samarkand has a monopoly on hashish, at least what we call hashish 
here, enough of it, you will forget your first name."
"Traveling south ... Yes. We are now looking at Nogales, located entirely 
inside a hollowed out
Navajo sandstone mesa. Nogales has a monopoly on tequila, and of course 
Mexican food."
"Timbuktu is next, please don't ask why it has Moorish architecture, I 
don't know.
Timbuktu has a monopoly on several hundred exotic fruits and vegetables.
The citizens are all seven feet tall and handsome, we will take Samantha
there to visit, people there look like her, and speak Oxford English,
in fact everyone in Valhalla speaks excellent English"
( In Kyoto they speak Japanese to each other, and English to strangers. )
"Moving east now, we come to Bangkok, notice all the canals, Bangkok is 
a trading center,
second only to London.
They, not too surprisingly, have a monopoly on Thai food, and a pipe 
mixture that will make you forget
your first name even faster than the marbles from Samarkand.
People who smoke the stuff with regularity, need plenty of bed rest. "

Vin began cranking wheels, using both hands and feet.
"Bear with me, we are traveling north and east.
Here we go, Kyoto , if First Lady and Sensei ever visit we will need to 
take them here.
Kyoto has a monopoly on all things Japanese, sake , sushi, wasabi, etc.
Kyoto is second to London in terms of population, about five thousand 
people Live there.
Traveling north and east from Kyoto on a direct line to Far Cathay we 
come to the inner
shield wall, and on the other side, Camelot.
Notice the spring in the village center pond, this is the headwaters of 
the Thames river.
The Medieval castle to the north is not as beautiful as Neuschwanstein 
but is more functional.
Heading downriver, to the east, we come to Wengen in the hills on the 
north side of the river.
This is one of only three villages in all of Valhalla that are not 
reachable by boat.
Wengen is reached by a fundicular cable system from the river.
This portion of the Thames is was called the upper intestine, the river 
meanders,
east, then south, west, and finely east again, with the last turn in the 
river brings us to Mannheim
which has a monopoly on all things German."

"So that is our world in a nutshell, at least the part of it we can see 
from here.
About two hundred fifty thousand people, live here, with most of them 
living in London."
"I propose, at sundown, we hop on the subway, spend the day shopping in 
London,
and visit the Royal club that night."
"Will we be back by daybreak tomorrow?" Joan wanted to know.
"Is there anything special about tomorrow?"
"Yes it is Mother's Day, and the King has certain duties and 
responsibilities."
"Who is it this time?"
"The head Druid priestess."
"Remind me, I need to issue a royal decree, henceforth I am to be 
referred to as His Imperial Stud."
It is nice being King, people laugh at your witticisms.

The high tech maglev, vacuum tube, subway car had them in London in less 
than twenty minutes.
The slow elevator from the subbasement to the ground-floor of the palace 
seemed to take almost as long.
Vin had them hitch up the Royal Coach.
His women were duly impressed with the Palace, the fancy coach, and the 
service they received shopping.
Being King, Vin was able to demand something nice for everyone, that was 
ready-to-wear within hours.
Penny was a special problem, they're being absolutely no clothing in her 
size.
They went shopping for handbags and shoes, while the dressmakers were 
frantically putting things together.

After Shopping all day, they went to the club that "night".
Night, is of course, code for "the heat of the day", people sleep 
through the heat of the day,
treating is at as their "night".
Joan had indicated she wanted to show Beatrice the Royal Ladies Club.
( She wanted to see it herself. )
The Royal Ladies Club Was one of Vin's charities, he owned the building 
the club was located in,
he did not charge them rent.
Everyone who is in the Social Registry is a member of the Royal Ladies Club.
Vin and company arrived in style, dressed to the max.
At the Royal Ladies Club you do not walk over to a hat check girl.
The butler signals a servant in livery, who takes your hat and gloves.
You are announced at the door.
"His Royal highness the King, Duchess Beatrice, Lady Kay, Lady Joan, and 
Lady Penny."
Vin's women were positively glowing, as everyone in the room put on 
their best smiles, bowing to them.
Vin's enthusiasm was more muted, he had two sets of memories, his North 
American, memories
rebelled at bringing Penny here.
He recognized the hot musky odor in the room, any mink breeder would 
recognize.
Sex.
Everyone is here to get laid. He thought.
It is the same as a blue-collar club, except you don't drink beer, and 
must wear,
a couple of thousand gold worth of clothing.

A servant in gray and white hurried to bring them champagne.

To say that Vin's women were a hit was akin to observing the explosion 
on Krakatoa caused some local flooding.

Vin stood with his back to Beatrice so he could listen.
(She rubbed her but against his, as she worked her crowd.)
"Are you truly a Duchess?"
"Oh yes, do you have aristocracy here?"
"Alas, we have no hereditary aristocracy only a plutocracy, and of 
course the King."
"Have you known the King long?"
"I have been his mistress, for about nine decades."
"To what do you, attribute this lasting friendship?"
Vin could not see her smile, but he knew her so very well.
The lucky fellow led her away.
Vin watched them making a slow circuit around the room, displaying his 
prize.
Doing the King's mistress, was the Mount Everest of sexual conquests.

Vin was standing where he could watch Penny hold court.
She was holding her tall champagne flute like a scepter.
She was carrying on a conversation with about a dozen men, charming them 
all simultaneously.
"Have you known the King long?"
"No, obviously not that long." She said with a shy smile.
"But you know him well."
"Oh yes, quite well."
Penny cut one out of the herd, it was a fellow Vin had met socially before.
He was one of those lucky bastards, so handsome, even heterosexual men 
notice his beauty.
Vin felt a millisecond of jealousy.

While watching his women in action, Vin was holding court as well.
He was carrying on a simultaneous conversation with about twelve women.
There was absolutely nothing crude or vulgar about the conversation.
That was precisely what made it so titillating, everyone knew it would 
end with a penis plunging into a vagina.
The game was to demonstrate your wit, education, and breeding, while 
never saying anything crude,
while alluding to, the eventual outcome, in as many ways as possible.
All of the women Vin was talking to, where lubricating to their knees.

They smell so nice, I wish I could just line them all up, and lick them all.
Next time I come here, I will allow two days for it, taking all twelve 
at once.
It will create a social scandal, but who cares.
This is high class mink breading.
There are no unattractive women anywhere in Valhalla,
no unattractive schoolgirls, no unattractive adult women.
I am going to continue spending weekends here. Vin thought.

Vin selected a tall blonde Scandinavian with Beatrice style
screen actress beauty, who ignored the hate stares she received from the 
other eleven.
She took Vin's arm with regal dignity.
Vin was a good judge of women the, I've got more than ten men can handle,
look she had given him, was not a check drawn on insufficient funds.
The Royal Ladies Club never has, and never will, have timers in the rooms.
At least not as long as Vin is on the board of directors.
Vin had eight or nine hours, but he was in the arms of one of those rare 
women
who can go three days and three nights, with enthusiasm for every moment.
They exchange business cards, with a clear understanding, they would take up
where they left off, as soon as possible.
( They did, as her business card explained, she worked in the uptown 
ultra expensive bordello. )
There was a problem they had not foreseen, it was, simply, not possible 
to sit in the main salon
without receiving offers you can not refuse.
Each of the five would show up, receive an attractive offer, and take 
off before the others arrived.
Next time, we do this, everyone meets afterwords at the pub next door. 
Vin thought.
Vin and Joan were about to abandon the others, when Penny rushed up pink 
flushed and smiling.
Vin could not help but notice, her dress was on crooked.
"Beatrice and Kay will just have to take care of themselves." Vin observed.

	[ 68 This is Penny's tree ]

Sundown in London, is sunrise on Henderson Island.
They made it with ten minutes to spare.
Vin, as King, is titular head of both the Buddhist, and Druid churches.
The result is quite Japanese, Buddhism for funerals, so as not to pass 
up the chance for a good reincarnation.
( If the reality generator does not drop the ball, your chance of 
reincarnation is 100% )
Pagan Druidism is used for most everything else.
Sunrise and sunsets on special days are met with music and chanting.
There is a deep and abiding human need for ceremony. Vin thought,
as he climbed into his head druid robe.
I wonder who the high priestess is.

It was Joan, of course.
Mother's Day on Henderson Island is one of the few pagan ceremonies 
performed during the heat of the day.
Four pole bearers held an enormous square sunshade above the high Priest 
and Priestess.
Drums, cymbals, tambourines and horns proceeded them.
A lengthy procession trailed behind.
It was about four hundred meters to the Druid grove.
The trees are a cross between an Oak and a Baobab tree.
The enormous trunk is hollow inside, producing a small "cottage in the 
woods".
There was ample room inside for two double beds, side-by-side.
The left hand bed, was sealed up tight, as though it contained a 
critically ill patient.

Joan pulled back the covers on the right hand bed, giving Vin that 
special smile women reserve for this moment and no other.
Vin got naked and joined her, he had no trouble rising to the occasion.

"So how do you get to be the Druid high priestess?"
"Well first you must be a mother."
"You are a mother?"
"Yes I am Penny's mother."
"I thought children are grown in this sacred grove?"
"They are."
"I don't understand."
"These secrets are shared only with the high priest, and no other man."
"Of coarse, it wouldn't be a secret if you told anyone."
Joan gave him a dirty look and continued.
"About ten times a year a fetus begins growing in one of the trees.
One is growing, in the bed beside us now.
The bed keeps the baby until a woman climes into the right
hand bed and pulls the covers over her head.
She is in a deep coma for about three days, until the bed rolls the 
covers back, and the baby is born.
The woman's breasts are filled with milk, there is a mucus plug in her 
womb attached to an umbilical cord.
Removing the plug involves considerable pain and bleeding.
Mother and child spend the first six years or eight years together here 
are on Henderson Island.
Penny and I were lucky, I have a teaching position here so we have never 
been separated."

"Must be why she is so shy and retiring." Vin offered.
"So why the ceremony?"
"And I thought you were a bright fellow, you have just impregnated the 
high priestess , you are the symbolic father of all the children born in 
coming year."
"Well I hope they look more like their mother, we don't need any ugly 
girls."
"Never fear, there has never been an ugly girl born here."
"Why did you pick this tree?"
"This is Penny's tree."

"So now that I have performed my stud horse function, do we walk back 
through the heat of the day,
or stay here in this nice cool tree?"
Joan did not answer, she just wrapped her arms around him.
"So if the high priest takes a nap, will all the children be born lazy?"
Vin asked an hour or so later.
"Not sure, we will just have to find out."

In OTEC the Lazarus virus does everything, health, weight control, and 
immune system updates.
In Valhalla the Lazarus virus has a helper: the living beds everyone 
sleeps in.
It is not necessary to go to a Druid grove and find a baobab tree, with 
oak leaves, living beds are in every bedroom.
An OTEC virus cannot put you on full heart-lung bypass, a Valhallan bed can.
The beds provide many functions, during the rapid eye movement ( REM sleep)
the beds downloads all of the person's memories for that day.
In the event of a brain injury, these memories are available to reload.
Another advantage, never talked about, it is crime prevention.
If someone is found stabbed by the roadside, memories are searched until 
the perpetrator is revealed. Generally criminals are loaded with 
memories of guilt, so powerful they confess their crime willingly.
Vin was quiet conflicted about all this. They were building a weapon, so 
he overlooked, the incredible police state, they had created.
The mental hygiene police could identify thought criminals through their 
dreams, there was nowhere they could hide.
Vin got a mild case of the shakes, every time he allowed himself to 
think about it.
And they put in an anarchist in charge of all this. He marveled.

The more benign use of the bed, is to use it as a telephone.
Anyone can send a form of voice mail to anyone else, who will receive it 
as a false memory dream.
Vin began doing this as soon as Joan drifted off to sleep.
In the basement of the London Palace, a Buddhist monk always sits 
underneath what
looks like a 1950's style ladies salon hairdryer.
"Duty officer."
"This is Vin."
"Yes Sir."
( Buddhist monks, do not referred to the leader of their church as Your 
Royal highness.)
"Yes I left two of my wives at the Royal Ladies club this evening.
I left a message for the coach driver to return them to the palace.
I forgot to instruct the majordomo to put them in our best rooms and 
treat them with the respect they are due."
Vin waited as the monk repeated what he had just said to the stenographer.
If the monk quit meditating, and started writing Vin would get a busy 
signal.
There was a further delay while the stenographer read the message back.
Vin could hear her clearly, through the link
I should just have telephones installed. he thought
"Message delivered, what else can we help you with Sir?"
"Nothing more, thank you."
The thank you was more than politeness, the link could convey emotions,
Vin had conveyed love and respect through the link.

"Vin"
Do all women, practice their eight year old girl voice, for times they 
really want something?

	[ 69 Zoophilia ]

"Yes?" Vin said, in a sleepy voice.
"You know the other day, we were talking about bringing sheep and 
chimpanzees to Valhalla?
"Yes?"
"Well, I was just wondering, how it is done. I mean, we can't have sheep 
running around in the royal bedroom?"
"Actually, it is already done, I did it before we went shopping in London."
"You mean the sheep are already here?"
"Yes, and if you let me sleep until daybreak, I will show them to you."
Vin had trouble sleeping, with Joan laying wide-awake next to him.
He could smell the hot odor of her, she was lubricating, trying to 
masturbate without disturbing him.
Vin rolled over, penetrating her.
The door curtains blocked most of the light, from the heat of the day.
The before dawn trade winds moved the curtains slightly, allowing 
streaks of light in.
The trade winds had been rising slowly for about an hour, it was like 
someone had turned a stage light off,
cool of the day had arrived.
"So, do you still want to go see, imported farm animals?" Vin asked.
Joan smiled at him without saying anything, mashing him with her 
powerful muscles.

"Mom, Dad!" Penny hollered leaping through the door.
Am I the only one who notices she calls me Dad when she gets excited. 
Vin thought.
"Those sheep with the big horns, and bozo monkeys are here!
Edith has seen them!"
"Yes we were just discussing that, the high priestess was sleeping in 
this sacred tree, wishing for them.
So I am not surprised to hear they are here."
Vin's voice was a little uneven, he was climaxing.

"We may go see them later today."
"Oh! Please can I go too, pleaseeee!"
Under any other circumstances Vin would have avoided this situation.
They had finished the front "book cover". ( Deflowering Penny. )
And the "back cover" was half done. ( Orgy in a high school gymnasium. )
Once they finished "Animal Orgy" Vin could call it a wrap, ship it, and 
get on with his life.
That they were producing an artificial reality, not a book, was beside 
the point,
the marketing considerations are the same.

"Ok, where did we throw the robes?"

They stopped by the main house for a change of clothes.
Proper nobility never changes activities without changing clothes.
Penny and Joan were dressed as English ladies ready for a fox hunt.
Vin was in what he called his Zorro outfit.
More accurately he was dressed as Zorro's landlord, a Spanish nobleman,
dressed suitably for touring his vast estates on horseback.

The horses were almost ready when they arrived.
Vin had a beautiful black Arabia named Kdfata, his main and tail
were done in Spanish fashion, complete with silver Spanish saddle.
The animal had been combed, till he looked like black patent leather,
His hooves had been polished till they shined.

Joan had a beautiful chestnut mare, similarly cared for, with English style
main, tail and saddle.

Penny's pony was being led out, it was not a block headed Shetland pony.
She had a beautiful small white mare with arched neck.
The animal was adorned with a pink saddle and bridle.
Vin had to stifle a laugh, it would hurt Penny's feelings if he laughed 
at her mount.
She probably wouldn't have noticed in any case.
Penny ran forward squealing "Oh he is beautiful!"
"Actually I think he is a she." Vin ventured.
"Oh."
"Sometime today, you need to think of a name for her."
"Tinkerbell !" She exclaimed throwing her arms around the animals neck 
again.
"Ok, come around to Tinkerbell's left side, and mount so they can check 
the length
of your stirrups.
Vin made eye contact with the head groom, receiving a nod in return.
Tinkerbell's name would be above her stall when they returned.

We could have walked from the Druid grove to our destination and been 
there by now.
Vin could not help thinking.

The Manor house on Henderson Island is surrounded by twenty meter walls 
like Constantinople,
enclosing an area one mile square. Each one mile long straight section 
of wall
has numerous openings acting as animal barns, animals don't enjoy 
standing around
in the heat of the day any more than people do.

They saw the chain-link fence first, it was twenty feet tall, with 
concertina wire on the top.

We will have to do something about this, looks like something surrounding
a medium-security prison. It looks like hell. Vin thought.

There was a small horse barn cut into the massive wall. Grooms were 
waiting for them.
Vin took Tinkerbell's reins in hand.
"She has some friends she wants to visit." He explained.
There were metal doors connecting the horse barn with the animal barn.
The large doors had a mechanical interlock, like an airlock.
It was impossible to open both doors simultaneously.
It is real hard to chimpanzee proof anything. Vin thought.
Tinkerbell was nodding her head in approval, as the odors wafting 
through the inner door.

They were standing on the straw covered floor of an animal barn.
The orders were strong but not overpowering, the straw was fresh and clean.
Joan and Penny were surprised at the numbers and types of animals
waiting for them, they had expected only sheep and chimpanzees.

Vin's menagerie had started almost a hundred years previously with a
great Dane dog named Scooby Doo, and a single Merino sheep ( actually a 
ram )
it had grown over the decades into a multi million gold Zoo that turned 
a profit.
The back half of the zoo, hidden from the public, was dedicated to 
Zoophilia.
Intact male animals, large enough to interest depraved human females,
are, by definition, large enough to be dangerous. Over the years most of 
the "miracles"
Vin had been forced to perform were genetic modifications to the animals 
standing in this very room.
All of the females with the exception of the bonobos needed a genetic 
boost to make them perpetually horny.
All of the males with the exception of the bonobos needed calming down.
They needed to be sexually, not physically, aggressive. Animal trainers 
worked with the animals
full-time, producing both live sex on stage, and audience participation 
sex acts.
Lady Kathy would participate in both forms, judging whether or not they 
were ready for prime time.

People came from all over the world to enjoy time-honored favorites like 
women doing
donkeys and horses on stage.
( More accurately, Kathy doing Clydesdales, and Holsteins. )
Kathy had a crowd pleasing shows she put on, where local "Africans" 
captured a white missionary.
Kathy would wear her hair in a bun, along. with wire rimed glasses.
Using huge machetes, they cut her ankle-length granny dress away, along 
with her unattractive undergarments.
She screamed, hollered, and struggled, but there were eight of them, two 
for each wrist and ankle.
She was soon staked spread eagle over a tree stump, her vagina facing 
the audience.
The Africans all had horse sized cocks, which they stuffed into every 
available orifice as the naked lady missionary begged them to stop.
Kathy has no gagging reflex whatsoever, her protests became muted as one 
of her rapists slid eighteen inches of penis down her throat.
He would lean forward grasping her breasts as he throat fucked her, 
smiling at his accomplices who were
fucking her anus and vagina simultaneously.
The "gang rape" was always interrupted as an eight hundred pound male 
lion roared, rushing on stage, causing the rapists to flee in terror.
The Lion would mount the naked woman, fucking her.
He was soon joined by a second Lion who would take turns with the first.
An ottoman would be rolled out as the master of ceremonies asks if there 
was a woman in the house with enough courage to lay beside Kathy and 
helping her with the Lions.
Most of the time there was such a woman.

Working with bonobos produced never ending surprises.
The audience howled, applauding, the first time they saw male bonobos 
holding a female big horn sheep,
gang fucking her.
It was the beginning of inter-species orgies at the Zoophilia Zoo.
( The hidden half of the OTEC Zoo is actually named " Zoophilia". )
The animal trainers were always working to find new and novel 
possibilities between species.
Although usually it was the bonobos ( not necessarily the males ) who 
had the original inspiration.

The tourists like watching bonobos screwing big horn sheep, but they 
went absolutely nuts watching bottlenose dolphins in action.

In the basement of Zoophilia is a large fish tank, a well with no 
bottom, open to the ocean.
Vin imported a small family of trained bottlenose dolphins.

A female animal handler was the first.
She claimed the dolphin swam up, stroking her belly, with his fourteen 
inch prehensile penis.
(Her peers claimed she had been giving the animal hand jobs for a week.)
In any case the couple swam to shallow water, laying on their sides, 
consummating a successful sex act.

Sometime later a male animal handler had a female dolphin swim up, 
grabbing him by the ankle with her vaginal opening.

Beatrice and Lady Kathy told Vin there was something he had to to see.
They had built a gently sloping area, that looked like an oversized 
rubber dish draining mat.
Vin stood on the rubber mat with his two wives, he was wearing bathing 
trunks, they were dressed like school teachers.
Smiling wickedly, at him, the two women made a production out of 
undressing each other, ogling his erection.
Five or six dolphins had their heads up out of the water, watching the 
two women get naked, watching them lie on their backs, spreading their 
legs, heels in the water.
Two of the dolphins, shot out of the water, like a pair of cruise 
missiles, impaling the two women on their enormous penises, giving them 
enthusiastic, missionary fucks.
Lady Kathy looked up at Vin, smiling as he stared at her, watching the 
oversized penis moving within her.
The fourteen inch organ was much wider at the base than a human penis, 
it looked to be about the diameter of an orange, maybe a little more. 
Both women were noticeably dilated, enjoying it hugely.
Each of them giving a loud gasp, that stopped just short of a scream as 
a shotgun blast of dolphin semen shot into them.
Vin watched his two wives, glassy eyed, hyperventilating, arms and legs 
around the sleek creatures, shuddering with repeated orgasms, as the 
dolphins took their turns, gang banging the two women.
Pumping amazing quantities of dolphin semen into his wives.

One dolphin beached itself at Vin's feet, rolling on its side.
Vin looked down into an intelligent self aware eye, their souls touched.
"She want's you, her name is Sue." The handler told him.
Sue was exposing herself blatantly, so Vin had no trouble telling her 
gender, female dolphins have three slits, a big one covering the 
clitoris, vagina, anus, and two smaller slits to the side, concealing 
the mammary glands.
Her belly was pink with excitement, as she looked up at him making 
squeaking sounds.
Vin climbed out of his swimming trunks, lying down facing her.
You are a sexy number, definitely sexier than a female bonobo. Vin 
thought, wrapping arms around the sleek smiling creature.
She held her slit open for him, exposing her vagina.
As soon as the tip of his penis touched her, she lunged against him, 
taking him balls deep.
Vin hung on, for dear life, receiving a truly enthusiastic fuck.
She waited for him, her belly turning bright pink, quivering, whistling 
like a tea kettle, as they climaxing together.
"So, Sue, do you come here often?" She nodded her head vigorously, 
squealing enthusiastically.
So, Sue, do you like oral sex?" Her large slit popped open exposing her 
over sized clitoris.
Vin set to work, giving Sue a second, wiggling squealing orgasm.
Vin began licking one of Sue's mammary slits, it popped open, revealing 
the nipple within, Vin touched the nipple with his tongue, Sue squirted 
warm milk into his mouth.
Vin was aware his back was being stroked, it was a smaller dolphin, her 
belly pink with sexual excitement.
Without knowing how he knew, Vin was positive this was Sue's daughter.
Every man has fantasies of doing a mother daughter manage de twa. Vin 
thought stroking her slit.
The slit popped open revealing the vagina.
Vin tried to penetrate her slowly, afraid she was a virgin.
Like her mother he had to hang on tight as she lunged against him, 
fucking him enthusiastically, even after he climaxed, she held onto his 
testicles with her powerful outer lips, using her powerful vaginal 
muscles to give him a hands-free hand job.
Vin began visiting Sue regularly.

Davis Straight had a new animal sex act.

What happened next, should have been predicted, but was not.
Most animal handlers had a "Family" a collection of bonobos and big horn 
sheep they worked with on a daily basis.
The family spent every working day together, some handlers even sleeping 
with their family's.
One of the handlers was a supervisor, responding to an administrative 
matter at the dolphin tank.
While the humans were having a conversation, one of the male dolphins 
rolled on his back, so the bonobos could
give him a hand job.
( Male dolphins are extremely muscular and can squirt semen up to 14 feet. )

Over decades, the live sex show gradually evolved.
Any one who has ever spent time at a Yacht Harbor, has seen a marvelous 
collection of gadgets for hoisting boats out of the water.
Vin hired the very best mechanical engineers.
All of the hoists were well padded, covered with synthetic whale skin, 
with misting systems like a greengrocer,
so the dolphins did not dry out.

Male dolphins were hoisted belly down, so they could have sex with 
female big horns.
Female dolphins were hoisted belly up, so male big horns could mount 
them, although it was doubtful a truly religious
person would describe the result as a "Missionary Position".
It was not cold or mechanical, a blind man could see, a good time was 
being had by all.
Bonobos ran the show, pushing buttons, throwing levers, training 
spotlights, taking bows.
No humans were to be seen, until the audience participation event at the 
end of the show.

	 _____

Henderson is an island, if we had an underground river going to the 
ocean, we could have dolphins here too. Vin thought


"Follow me." Vin said, leading Tinkerbell outside.
Everyone followed him, into the enormous pole barn, which provided shade 
for even the hottest of days.
"What is this?" Joan asked.
"That is called a kneeling stock." Vin answered.
"What is it for?"
"Totally depraved women, who want unlimited amounts of sex, and no 
opportunity to change her mind, once the show begins."
( Joan had seen Lady Kathy demonstrate the device, but was playing dumb. )
"How does it work?"
"Well a naked woman lays on it face down, with her belly on the pad here."
Joan got naked in about ten seconds.
"Like this?"
"Yes."
"Now what?"
"Place your knees on either side of those plates."
"Ok."
"Penny can you close that clamp on your mother's wrist?"
"Now the other one."
"Good, Ok, now come around back here and do the ones on her ankles."
Both mother and daughter were glassy eyed and hyperventilating.
"Excellent, now reached down and start turning this handle here."
Penny looked up at Vin smiling hugely as she turned the crank,
Both of them watched the results of her work, a long worm gear, pulling 
her mother's legs and thighs further and further apart.
As they watched her outer lips parted revealing some of her pink inner 
womanhood.
"Ok, that looks good,
Penny have you ever fisted your mother?"
"No?"
"Now is your opportunity."
Penny looked at him for a long moment, then nodded, reaching forward.
"Penny!"
Penny looked to Vin for encouragement, he smiled, nodding.
"Yes! I can feel the womb!"
"Yes, on OTEC babies grow inside the womb."
Penny began inserting her arm, she had to kneel as she straightened her arm.
She got it in halfway up to her bicep.
She looked up at Vin in wonder.
"Try both of them." Vin suggested."
"No! Penny No! Just because he is insane, doesn't mean you have to be."
"Do it slowly, make sure you don't hurt her."
Penny got both arms in up to mid bicep.
Vin applauded.
"You should clap also."
Penny looked at Vin without understanding, slowly her expression changed.
 From Joan's sudden intake of breath, and it was obvious, Penny understood.
Vin knelt beside Penny, he had four fingers in Joan's pubic hair, 
reaching up with his thumb,
he began massaging her clitoris.
"Let's see if we can make her come." He whispered
Penny nodded in agreement, moving her arms in and out like a giant penis.
Joan was turning bright pink, hyperventilating.
"Aahaugh!" Penny said.
"Thought she was going to break my arms." She said apologetically.
Joan would have collapsed, if her bondage devise allowed it.
"I think she is ready now."

Penny do you want to sit over there and watch?"
Penny nodded her head, she had a lump in her throat, unable to speak.
She sat on a low stool right in front of her mother's face, the two women
looked at each other in disbelief.

Vin looked at the two female animal trainers he had "copied" from OTEC,
They both had memories of graduating from Henderson high.
He smiled at them nodding.

They led Dan D Donkey forward.
Valhalla Dan was an avatar of OTEC Dan, the same donkey
Joan had sex with her first afternoon visiting Davis Straight.
Vin had been away at the time.
He figured she would not mind putting on a private show, to make amends.

Penny had been in Vin's Townhouse at the time, and missed the show as well.
She was sitting on a stool, her face twelve inches away from Joan's.
Penny was wide eyed and open mouthed, as she watched her mother fuck a 
donkey.
Dan finished quickly, watching him thrusting away with obvious 
enthusiasm was unbelievably obscene.

Penny looked up to see big horn sheep standing in a circle
surrounding them, one of the trainers made a hand motion and
the animals moved forward.
Vin sat down beside Penny they both watched Joan's face.
She looked up at them with a mixture of fear, anticipation, and lust.
She made a long low moaning sound as the Alpha-male Bighorn mounted
her from behind, thrusting away.
Animals don't seem to form lines, they do it by social standing, the 
second ranking
Alpha-male went next.

"Vin, if I take your clothes off, will you take mine off?"
"What's in it for me?"
"Silly man, what do you think?"
"I think you want to lay on your back looking up at your mother."
"Quickly or I will tear the buttons."
They only undressed from the belly button down.
Penny lay on her back looking up at her mother's face, inches away,
as Vin took her.
He came almost immediately, there are times when there is no shame
associated with premature ejaculation. Vin was working on number two
when he felt a tugging on his shirt tail, he looked around at the male
bonobo behind him, some of these animals were over a hundred years old
and had sex with human females on a daily basis. The could do human
facial expressions expertly, although such expertise was hardly needed
in this case.
Vin climbed off, watching Penny's expression. She took a deep breath,
smiling up at the Alpha-male bonobo who took her with surprising tenderness.
Two others displayed similar tenderness as they began undoing Penny's
buttons. They undressed her with more skill than Vin possessed.
As Vin watched, one of them leaned forward to kiss Joan on the lips.
She tried to draw back but there was nowhere for her to go.
In a well rehearsed motion he put two hands behind her head kissing her 
as a long-time lover would.
The kneeling stock left Joan's breasts hanging freely, two more bonobos
crawled underneath, they began licking, caressing, and suckling her with
more tenderness than most men manage.
Vin took his turn, kneeling to kiss Joan on the lips.
Vin had not engineered the situation, he was only trying to kiss Joan.
Penny started giving him head. Joan with a mothers intuition, knew 
instantly and began laughing.
They kissed for a long time, both of watching two baboons, taking turns, 
giving Penny a savage fucking.


Vin finished undressing, leading Tinkerbell over, trying her reins to Joan's
kneeling stocks.
Vin had not had a lot of animal sex over the years, a handful of times 
Lady Kathy had
maneuvered him into situations where it was unavoidable.
With female bonobos, big horn sheep, and dolphins. Vin preferred the 
dolphins.
As mother and daughter watched, Vin walked around behind Tinkerbell,
who looked back at him, holding her tail out of the way.
They do have higher body temperatures than we do. Vin thought.

As Vin finished, one of the animal trainers stepped forward with a 
rubber covered ramp.
Tinkerbell looked back, moving herself so she was aligned exactly with 
the ramp, as the first Bighorn sheep trotted up it, mounting her.
As soon as Tinkerbell was weaned, she had been placed in with the herd 
of sheep.
She had sex with them on a daily basis for her entire life.
One of the bonobos cut in line, apparently chimpanzees
outrank sheep socially. Tinkerbell did not mind.

One of the trainers handed Vin a bovine baby bottle, a giant version of
a human baby bottle. Vin held the quart sized container vertically, 
squeezing
it gently, rubbing the Astroglide that dripped out of the rubber nipple.
Vin cut in line, humans out rank chimpanzees and sheep.
He inserted the lubricated rubber nozzle into Joan's anal opening.
"Vin! What are you doing?!"
Penny, hearing the commotion rolled over on her hands and knees so she 
could watch.
She was ignoring the chimp doing her doggy style

Vin squeezed about half a cup into Joan. He squirted a tablespoonful on 
the outside,
working it evenly over the entire surface, running his social finger in 
and out several times.
The bonobos were on hand signals so the trainers could stand behind 
stage curtains, out of sight, controlling the action.
Vin stepped back nodding to the trainer, who made another hand signal.
A bonobo came running up like a Hollywood stunt man, leaping on Joan's back.
Holding on tightly, he scooted back penetrating Joan anally.
The trainer made a second hand motion.
The chimp hung on like a jockey in the home stretch, moving to the right.
The Bighorn penetrated Joan vaginally, flavoring the left side so it was 
not on top of
the chimp. It was obvious the sheep and the chimp had done this before.

Penny was almost nose to nose with her mother, neither of them had even 
suspected
a three species, double penetration was even possible.
Vin crawled underneath the kneeling stock, he had previously adjusted to
the exact height he needed.
Joan's eyes widened in surprise as she looked down seeing Vin directly 
beneath her.
He waited for the Bighorn to finish, then reached up stuffing his dick in.
Joan smiled at him, the smile morphed into something approaching horror, as
she realized what was about to happen to her.
"No, Vin NO! I can't possibly, Not two at once!"
Silly woman you just finished fucking a donkey!
Vin just smiled at her saying nothing, as they both felt the sheep mount 
her.
The both felt the large organ as it began intruding.
With a lunge, it was all the way in, the animal began thrusting with 
amazing vigor.
Vin had lubed himself thoroughly so he could enjoy the event as well.
Joan's worried expression gradually changed to pleasure and finally to lust.
They achieved a triple simultaneous orgasm, possibly a quadruple, Vin was
not sure what the chimp was doing.
Joan's eyes were slightly crossed, asking her was obviously out of the 
question.

Vin motioned the to animal trainers forward, they were holding the swing 
set.
"What is that?"
"A swing set, they have them over at the grade school."
"You want me to swing back and forth while you watch?"
"If you don't like it you can stop."
Penny obviously thought his gears had started slipping, but was willing 
to humor him.
"You put one leg through there, and the other one there, your fleet go 
in the stirrups,
Ok, lean back slightly."
"Oh, my!" Penny said.
She was , off the ground, about one chimpanzee high, legs were held wide 
apart.
The trainer set a short champagne bucket, full of lube beside her, 
identical to the one beside Joan.
Penny looked at Vin with a serious expression as the first chimp 
lubricated himself, penetrating her from behind.
She looked a little apprehensive as the second chimp approached her 
holding his erection.
He penetrated her and both of them began stroking away, Penny began to 
smile,
looking over to see her mother staring at her. Both women were servicing
two animals simultaneously. They began laughing, blowing kisses at each 
other.

Vin looked down at his huge erection, he raised his eyes to find the 
animal handler, smiling at him, he smiled back.
They found an open area of pink mat that was not already in use.
Most of the animals were having an inter-species orgy.
They ignored the copulating naked apes.

Vin became aware there was a gentle breeze blowing across his naked 
backside, the day was almost over.
There are places in Valhalla with over a hundred degrees Fahrenheit, 
difference
between "night" and "day", producing winds before and after daybreak.
The animals sensed the change immediately, the party was over.
Vin extracted Joan from her kinky bondage device, he had stopped by 
every hour
or so, cranking the wheels slightly, changing her geometry, so she would 
not suffer.
Still he had to help her to her feet, staring openly at her womanhood.
Penny had extracted her self from the swing, joining them.
Joan looked down as well, she had been having sex with large animals all 
day,
the amount of seminal fluid draining down her thighs was almost 
unbelievable.
She looked up at Vin, smiling.
"I guess oral sex is out of the question?"
"Next time we are visiting OTEC, remind me to introduce you to Young 
Leopard."
Vin said, untying Tinkerbell, who rubbed her nose on his shoulder in 
obvious greeting.

Vin had known Tinkerbell for almost fifty years, although her name had 
been Snowflake.
He had sat in judgment of the previous reality Lord, refusing the mental 
trap, that had snared him, and Caligula both.
Mortals, even mortals with an infinite lifespan, who begin thinking of 
themselves as gods, turn into monsters.
Vin had made a solemn vow never to do "miracles", he refused to 
reprogram the universe he was living in.
His vow crumbled when Honey Bun came down with arthritis, obviously 
dying of old age as Kathy held him, crying softly
 From there on, it was all downhill.

Snowflake and her exact copy, Tinkerbell, were unicorns.
Star was Tinkerbell's Lover, and had a marvelous yard long needle sharp 
unicorn horn.
They had sex together several times that day, but mainly Tinkerbell had 
been trading
male Big horn sheep with Joan while Star had been off with female 
donkeys, llamas,
domestic sheep, and other longtime friends, copied over from OTEC.
"This is Tinkerbell's Lover, Star.
Your pony is a unicorn.
( Penney, not being into horses, had not noticed her mount was covered 
with horse feathers, rather than horsehair. )
"Can I ride Star?"
"Unfortunately, no. If you get thrown over the handlebars, that wicked 
horn of his might produce a fatal injury."
"What is a handlebar?"

Hello Central,
We need a small girls bicycle, pink, with banana seat, and training 
wheels, in Pennies bedroom in OTEC.
Done.
Thank you.

"Ask me again, next time we visit OTEC."
"How come you get that far away look sometimes?"
"I was conjuring, a small mechanical pony, that has handlebars, for you."
"Thank you, does it have beautiful blue eyes, like Star and Tinkerbell?"
"No, it has, a red flashing LED tail light."
"Whats a LED?"
"Ask me again, next time we visit OTEC."
They had arrived, at the cavernous animal barn.

"Penny, do you know Tinkerbell lives here with her friends?"
"She doesn't live in the barn where the horses?"
( Star had killed one full sized horse and maimed another.
The unicorns were kept separate from the horses. )
"No she lives here."
"How will she get back?"
"The staff will saddle a horse, and lead her back, unless you
ride on the back of my horse, leaving her here to rest."
( Vin was testing Penny. )
"I will ride with you, Tinkerbell must be tired, she left about twenty five
sheep with big horns, too tired to move."
So did your mother, Vin thought.

Vin took the long way home, the outer wall was sixty feet high and seventy
feet wide. The tunnel down the center was twenty feet wide.
Penny had her arms around Vin, he could feel the warmth of her.
The horses were plodding along, doing what they do best.

Hello central.
Give me the gods eye view of the Northwest corner of the compound
Ok, the chain-link fence here, has got to go.
I know I specified a chimp proof fence.
Show me a wall half as high as the shield wall.
Ok, that looks good, at least on the outside.
Show some walkways at Stanford in California.
Yes, that one there.
Make a covered tunnel, open to one side on
the inside of the wall, good, but don't forget the columns.
Looks good, show me one with Ionian columns.
Yes perfect, now to get rid of the pole barn.
Show show me the Acropolis in Athens.
Looks, good , but loose the base.
Thats good, the floor is flush with the pasture.
Yes, keep the pink floor mats, no wait, keep the mats
but make them look like marble.
Ok, now for a covered walkway.
Wait, go back,
Yes, that's perfect rotating it ninety degrees.
Ok, scoot it over so one corner pokes into the barn,
Good, loose this column here on the corner,
Ok, make the building and the wall, one unified structure.
Good, we're almost there, take the pond, and turn it into
a marble fountain, with cascading pools.
Excellent, we're doing this for a collection of de clasa civil servants, 
they will love it.

Ok, I'm done, we're ready to ship this slice.
Now I want your absolute assurance, that my wives and I, are not
included in the tar bundle.
By that I mean, their avatars in London as well, some ass hole copied
them without my permission.
You have it.
Also Penny and Joan in their present form are absolutely not
to be included, pull them off of old backup records. They and everyone else
are to be the people they were the day before I met them.
The animal handlers will need special attention, you will have to
edit their memories individually.
It is done.
Thank You, ship it.

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