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Life with Alpha

by A. Pseudonym


Chapter Six:  Rei Ayanami


Codes:  MF, MF+, MC, SciFi, anime, cartoon, comic book

Disclaimer:  Rei Ayanami and Neon Genesis Evangelion are owned by
Gainax and/or Yoshiyuko Sadamoto, and NGE was published in the US by
ADV.  I do not own her or any related characters.  She is used here
without permission for entertainment purposes only.  All artificial
persons herein are based on characters owned by their creators, not
the author.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rei_Ayanami



	I expected Rei Ayanami to be simultaneously one of the easiest
additions to my harem and one of the most difficult.

	The character is from Neon Genesis Evangelion, an anime about
using giant robots to fight off the end of the world.  Sounds kind of
silly when I say it like that, and I'll admit that an awful lot of the
logic of the show was faulty.  That having been said, it was a
beautifully done series, with rich characters and interesting stories.

	Rei herself appears to be an emotionally distant young teenage
girl with short blue hair.  I say 'appears to be' because (*spoiler
alert*) it is eventually revealed that she is a clone (or mostly
cloned) from the dead mother of the main character, Shinji Ikari.
There is a vat full of Rei clones deep the bowels of the NERV
headquarters.  (For a while I thought about bringing in a couple Rei
twins, but I don't need to fill up the house quite so fast.)

	She is, perhaps, not entirely human and certainly did not have
a normal human upbringing.  Emotionally, she reminds me of a human
raised among Vulcans, or maybe 7 of 9.  She has emotions and emotional
attachments, but they rarely show.  She is expendable and replaceable,
and she knows it.

	Evangelion actually has quite a few female characters that I
might eventually like to recreate.  Asuka is another young teenage
pilot, a German redhead with a strong competitive streak.
Unfortunately, she's also a bit of a bitch.  Major Misato Katsuragi is
a character who was removed from my first main list only because she
often drinks to excess.  Misato is a beautiful and fun young lady who
cared for the young teenage pilots.

	At any rate, the version of Rei I was creating was one who
"knows" she is a cloned woman created in Japan.  She is a backup unit
sent abroad so that a secret Japanese military group has copies of her
in more than one location, along the philosophy of not keeping all
your eggs in one basket.  All she knows of her purpose is that she may
be called upon to pilot a special craft at some point in the future.

	Physically, she is 18 years old, about 5'2", 105 lbs,
athletically fit, nice B-cup breasts and short black hair.

	I was somewhat worried about Rei's name being recognized,
especially since Evangelion was recently remade in an updated version.
I proposed different name variants with Alpha, and we eventually
decided to name her, Rei Ayanami Ikari (though for the sake of the
story, I'll just refer to her as just Rei Ayanami).

* * * * *

	I decided on a much more complex 'arrival' for Rei than
normal, with a slight bit of risk.  After all, my women had their own
independent intellects and I couldn't have all of them arrive alone in
the dead of night without well...  Being irresistible to all women
living in the house was enough to raise suspicion without adding even
more oddness to things.

	(As a side note, I did have plans if any or all of the women
found out the truth.  Use the kill switch to make them fall asleep and
use Alpha's nanites to wipe their memories and rewrite it with updated
information.  Unfortunately Alpha can't just alter existing memories;
the brain's methods of storing new memories is too variable to
predict.  To a limited extent, Alpha can scan/read the current array
of memories, but not remove all traces of specific individual threads.
However the brain as a whole is flexible enough to correctly access
implanted memories.  So, wipe and rewrite  The methods for doing this
was a major focus of Alpha's year spent determining how to create a
brain.)

	Her pre-arrival setup led me to order a few sets of clothing
online using measurements provided by Alpha, delivered to a PO box I
have.  I ordered a few Japanese language books and picked up a few
used English books, all of which I packed into a suitcase and carry-on
bags with her clothes and miscellany I bought for her.

	I retrieved my portable activator from the cabin, charged the
included phone and stored it in the trunk of my compact, along with a
small oxygen tank from my lab.

	I cleaned her sleeping body, dressed her and moved her to the
trunk, attaching the oxygen tank mask before closing the trunk.

	Alpha re-activated the rest of the ladies in the house (who
probably would have slept through everything anyway) and I went to
collect Kasumi.  At this point, it was about 4am, and with no real
traffic to worry about, we reached DFW airport around 5am.  (Timed it
just right so if there was any delay, we'd probably have to drive out
of the DFW Metroplex during morning rush hour, darn it!)  Alpha put
Kasumi to sleep about halfway there.

	Even at this early hour, there's no way I could unload a body
from my trunk at one of the main terminals without attracting
attention.  I drove around the parking lots until I found one close to
a main terminal with no noticeable traffic. I went and checked out a
luggage cart and walked back, carefully looking for cameras in the
garage area.  The only ones I saw had no view of my car.  I unloaded
Rei, her bags and the activation box onto the cart, carefully
arranging her so it looked like she was sleeping naturally.  

	I rolled her into the terminal (not going far enough to
encounter security), giving 'Shhhh, she's sleeping' hand gestures to
the one couple I passed.  I moved her into the waiting area, woke her
with a phone call to Alpha, and while she was still much too groggy to
notice anything, I helped her into a seat, set her bags next to her
and wheeled the cart away to return it.

	I returned the remote activator to the trunk, started the car
and while driving back into the airport traffic loops, I woke up
Kasumi with another call and a gentle shoulder shake.  "Wake up.
We're here, Kasumi."

	I pulled into the pickup area not far from where I left Rei
and waited in the car as I sent Kasumi into the terminal area to look
for her.  After about 5 minutes, Kasumi emerged, pulling a small
suitcase and leading Rei Ayanami out to our car.

	I got out and introduced myself.

	"Hello, Rei, I assume?  I'm Frank, and I guess you already met
Kasumi.  How was your flight?"

	"The flight was without incident."

	She looked at my proffered hand briefly, then proceeded on to
get into the car.

	While that may have been par for the course for Rei,
especially at the beginning of the series, Kasumi was shocked.
Unfortunately Rei was already in the car before Kasumi could react.  

	"Don't worry, Kasumi.  She's probably just tired from her
trip."

	I put her suitcase in the trunk as Kasumi joined Rei in the
back seat. Kasumi was still speaking quietly to her as I got back into
car.

	"...be polite, even if you're tired."

	As I pulled us out of the airport, I tried some small talk.
"Well, we're about an hour from home as long as we don't hit any
serious traffic.  So what are you reading?"

	"An aircraft design manual."

	The drive back home was equally as thrilling.  Rei did her
best to ignore our polite questions, trying to focus on her reading.
I think I saw her looking at me in the rearview mirror a couple of
times, but I can't be sure.	

	When we got back to the house, I held the car door open for
her and gave her my hand to help her out of the car.  She finally
looked at me as our hands touched and she jumped a little.  I gave a
silent cry of "Yes!" as her implant was finally triggered and her eyes
glazed over a little.

	She regained her composure when I left her to pull her luggage
out of the trunk.  Inside the house, I introduced her to her fellow
residents, showed her her 3rd floor bedroom.  This room had a sky
theme, with walls painted sky blue and scenic paintings of distant
mountains and clouds and the like.

	I gave her the tour of the rest of the house and struck up a
conversation, finally dragging out that she intended to learn to fly
and pilot anything and everything she could get a license for.

* * * * *

	Compared to the other ladies, Rei was slow to develop.  She
was very quiet and reserved, preferring to spend her time reading or
doing computer flight simulations to normal human interactions.  Some
days, the only time we saw her was when she showed for meals.

	Kasumi interacted with her more than most since she assigned
Rei's chores around the house and was the only other Japanese native
in the house.

	I made sure I interacted with her at least once a day, but it
was difficult to find excuses to do so.  After a few days, I just came
out and told her that she needed regular human interaction, and if she
wouldn't spend time with other people, I would find her and make her
do something with me every day.

	Some days we just talked.  Some days, I took her to the game
room and we played Ping Pong or Pool or even console games together.
I'm not sure she liked the idea to begin with, but I think she saw me
as an authority figure who needed to be obeyed.  I'm pretty sure that
after a week of my attentions, she started looking forward to my
visits.

	After three weeks, she had enrolled in a local flight school,
which occasionally interrupted our daily fun time, and she started
looking for me when she was available.

	She didn't talk much, but she would often stare and every so
often she'd even blush.  One of my favorite things to do was to
accidentally brush against her or lead her somewhere by the hand.  Any
physical contact seemed to guarantee a blush.

	One day I drew her into a conversation about what she wanted
as opposed to what other people wanted her to do.  It turns out she
actually enjoyed flying, but didn't really have many other experiences
to compare it to.

	Okay, okay, I already knew all this, but I didn't think it
would be so hard to draw her out of her shell.

	So I started making Rei come with us once a week when we went
out for a group activity.  Sometimes it was a movie or play, sometimes
it was bowling, sometimes it was a weekend afternoon picnic.  Everyone
but Rei had fun with our first swim party.  She just swam a few laps
then toweled off and went inside.  Once I realized this, I fetched her
back outside with my arm wrapped around her.  She was dressed in a
low-cut one-piece suit which offered no protection from skin contact
across her back and shoulders.

	Once we were back outside, I declared to all present, "Behold.
Rei is guilty of leaving the pool area before she had any fun."
Picking her up in my arms, she looked startled as I said, "She is
sentenced to a good dunking as punishment."

	And I jumped into the pool with Rei still in my arms.  She
actually gave out a small shriek as we re-entered the pool together
and went underwater.  We re-surfaced, only to find ourselves under
attack by waterguns and soaking wet spongeballs.

	Unlike myself, Rei didn't try to retaliate, but she did
deliberately use me as a human shield, and I was told afterwards that
she was smiling as she did so.  Myself, I enjoyed feeling her small
breasts and hard nipples pressed up against my back, and I received
much teasing when I exited the pool with a tented swimsuit.  Well, not
teasing so much as offers to help relieve my distress.

	The next day when Rei sought me out, she actually initiated a
conversation.

	"Frank, may I ask you a question?"

	"Of course, Rei.  How can I help you?"

	"How can I know when it is appropriate to ask personal
questions?"

	"It mostly depends on how well you know the other person.  The
better you know them, the more personal the question you can ask.  You
know you can ask me anything you want."

	"Thank you.  Do you have sex with the other women in this
house?"

	"Uh, wow.  Very direct.  Yes.  Yes, I do."

	"So you are experienced and skilled at mating?"

	"Ummm, I suppose so.  It's really more of a question for the
other ladies, but yes, I believe I am."

	"I wish to mate with you."

	Romantic, she was not.  On the other hand, she was only
wearing a T-shirt and shorts and her nipples were poking out hard
against the thin material.

	"Rei, that's a... Let's sit down for a minute and talk.  I
want to make sure this is what you really want."

	Okay, yes, once again, I was stringing her out just to make a
good impression for later.  Yes, I'm a jerk for playing games with a
young woman's heart.  A young, artificially created woman who was
programmed to love me and believe she was a fictional character.

	We sat together on a loveseat in the upstairs hallway.  I held
her hand in mine, gently stroking her arm while I looked directly into
her eyes.  Her brain implant must have been going nuts.

	"Rei, have you ever had sex with anyone before?"

	"No, I have not."

	"The first time is always supposed to be special, to be with
someone you really care for and who cares for you.  For my part, I
would be greatly honored and pleased to make love to you, but you
should stop and consider if this is what you really want."

	"I believe you should do a more than adequate job and you have
demonstrated a personal interest in my well being.  What else is
relevant?"

	"Emotional attachment."  Despite my words, I continued to not
play fair as I ran the tips of my fingers up and down her arm.  "Sex
isn't simply about enjoyment, it's also an emotional investment in
your future with the other person.  Maybe not all the time, but the
first time should include that expectation.  So the question is, do
you want to continue spending time with me if we do this?"

	Actually, I'm not sure how much sense I was actually making.
I think I was trying to be horny Hallmark card or something.  I was
moving my face closer and closer to hers, so that we could feel each
other's breaths.  Her eyes kept looking away and down, then back at
mine, where her pupils would expand and contract with whatever
internal conflicts she was having between her libido and emotions and
intellect.

	After a few seconds, she responded by moving forward and
kissing me.  It was a simple and inexperienced kiss, but full of
promise and desire.

	I took her in my arms and we sat there in the hallway, necking
for what seemed like hours, but was actually less than 10 minutes.  My
hands explored her body slowly, tracing patterns on her back, cupping
her breasts and running through her hair.  Her hands were hesitant and
unsure.  She clutched me to her initially, then began inexpertly
trying to duplicate my own actions.

	I eventually broke off the kiss and took her in my arms,
carrying her up to her room on the third floor.  Our make-out session
continued as I held her, so I moved slowly, careful not to bump into
anything.

	When we finally reached our destination, I lowered her to the
bed and knelt before her on the floor.  I quickly pulled off my own
shirt and then batted her hands away from her own shirt.

	"Let me.  I'll do my best to make your first time as special
as I can."

	She was wearing something similar to the traditional Japanese
schoolgirl sailor suit, but with a below-the-knee skirt.  I started by
slowly and carefully removing her vest and necktie, keeping our eyes
locked the entire time.

	Her body was young and fresh and clean and perfect.  I moved
up to kiss her again as I pulled her blouse free of the skirt and move
my hands underneath.  This time when we kissed, I pried her jaw apart
with my tongue and explored her mouth, then stroked her tongue with
mine, drawing it into my own mouth.  My hands were busy cupping her
breasts and delving under the bra.

	After a couple minutes of this, I pulled back slightly and
started unbuttoning her shirt.  With Kara, I had started by avoiding
her extra-large breasts so she wouldn't think that was my main focus.
With Rei... Rei was living in a house where most of the women had
larger breasts than her own B- cups (only Daria was smaller).  So with
Rei, I started by focusing on her breasts.  She needed to have no
feelings of inferiority from her own physical attributes, so I made
sure she understood her breasts were a source of great pleasure for
both of us.

	After a few minutes, I moved on to unzip and pull off her
skirt, shoes and socks, leaving her clad only in her panties.  For a
few minutes, I played with her body as a whole, licking and exploring
every crevice and possible erogenous zone I could find.

	As I was stroking her pussy through the thin panties, I said
quietly, "Rei, I want to make sure you're as ready as possible, so I'm
going to give you some special attention before I take your
maidenhead."

	Eating out a virgin is always a treat given its rarity.  And
this was the first time it had taken a few weeks to get into her
pants, so her vaginal flavor had matured from tasteless and bland to
the normal flavor of an adult teenager. This was actually one of the
reasons I was willing to wait rather than pressing my suit right off
the bat.

	I slid the panties down her legs and set them aside, turning
my full attention to her mound of venus.  Rei had not shaved at all,
but her pubic hair was fairly sparse, failing to hide her lips at all.
I carefully pulled the fleshy doors open to reveal the prize inside.
Her inner lips were swollen and damp and her clit, about the size of a
pea, stretched out trying to shed its covering of skin.

	I fixed the sight in my memory, then started with a long, slow
lick from bottom to top, eliciting a small gasp.  I went back down and
licked my way inside the channel to her womb, slowly working as deep
as I could.  After a minute of determined delving, I reached her
hymen.  I spent another minute feeling it all out, stretching it
slightly, then swapped my fingers for tongue and moved my oral
attentions up to her clit.

	As soon as I fastened my lips around her clitoris and sucked,
she seized up, crying out loud while her pussy walls clenched around
my fingers, wetness flooding my hand.  Ah, a first orgasm always feels
special, but I was far from done.

	I kept working her clit with my tongue and lips and her pussy
with my fingers until she went over the top again, this time wrapping
her legs around my head and shoulders, trying to pull me into her
depths.

	When she recovered, I stood up and started removing my pants.

	"Rei, are you ready for the next part?"

	She slowly focused her eyes on me.  "Yes, please continue.
This has been very enjoyable so far."

	I pulled out a condom from my wallet and told her to watch as
I rolled it onto my very erect penis.  "Next time I'll want you to do
this."

	She dutifully watched me apply the condom and her eyes never
left my cock as it bobbed up and down while it approached her slit,
looking very small and tight at the moment.

	I moved her legs up onto my shoulders as I positioned myself
to enter her.

	"Ready?"

	My question was ignored as she continued to stare at my rod
fascinated.  I rubbed it up and down her cunny, dipping the head in
the copious fluids she was producing.  Her body tensed slightly as I
slowly pushed the head inside her body. She relaxed as I moved back
and forth, working my way into her a little more with each small
thrust until I reached her hymen.

	More to myself than to her, I muttered, "All right, here...
we... go!" and broke her barrier on the word go.

	A small hiss of pain escaped her lips, and I held still.

	"Rei?  Rei?"  She finally looked up at me.  "I know that hurt
a little.  Let me know when you want me to continue."

	It only took a moment of me teasing her nipples for her to
relax a little and reply, "Please proceed."

	Her pussy was exquisitely tight and hot and smooth as velvet
as I started fucking her properly, pumping slowly and shallowly at
first, then faster and deeper as we went along.  Before long, I was in
danger of shooting off, but somehow I held off long enough for her to
climax again.

	I collapsed on top of her, trying to neither crush her nor
pull free from her.  When I regained my senses, I started placing
little kisses around her face until her eyes re-opened and focused on
me.

	"That was very pleasurable.  I understand why the others enjoy
it so much."

	"I'm glad.  I can go again in a few minutes if you like, but
I'll have to get another condom."

	"I would like to clean up right now."

	"Of course.  Please, allow me."  I pulled free of her, scooped
her up and carried her into the bathroom.  The condom slipped off
along the way and I let it fall messily to the floor.  Not good for
the carpet perhaps, but I didn't care at the moment.

	I placed her on her feet in the tub, got in with her, started
the water and, once it was hot, switched on the showerhead.  She was
watching me intently when I turned back to face her.  Her expression
was unreadable, but her nipples were hard little bullets sticking out
from her chest and her pussy continued to drip profusely. 

	She stood impassively as I took a washcloth and soap and
tenderly cleaned her from head to foot.  When I reached her vagina, I
dipped a finger in her juices and brought to my lips to taste.  She
shuddered while watching this display, and when my fingers returned to
her pussy, she grabbed my hand and held it there, using my fingers to
rub herself to another orgasm which squirt out vaginal fluids all over
my hand and the bathtub.

	When I had finished with her, I handed the washcloth to her
and, looking at her quizzical expression, said, "Now it's your turn to
clean me."

	She started with brisk, efficient strokes, but before long she
was exploring my body inch by intense inch as the chemical fireworks
lit up her brain.  She avoided my penis, now erect again, until she
had done the rest of my body.

	When she started stroking my cock and cupping my balls in one
hand as if weighing them, I said, "Lick it.  Taste it."

	She rinsed off any soap on it and tentatively touched the tip
of her tongue to my urethra.  She ran her tongue down the length of my
penis and back to the end while she held it in one hand as if it were
a loaded gun.

	"Kiss it.  Hold in your mouth and suck on it."

	It was an odd blowjob.  Innocent and na�ve, precisely
exploratory, inexpert but intense.  She didn't swallow, but instead,
when I warned that my ejaculation was near, caught it in her hands and
tasted it afterward.

	"Thank you.  Do you feel clean enough?"

	She gave me another of her odd, blank looks and nodded.  I
turned off the water and we toweled each other off and re-dressed.

	It felt a bit awkward when I kissed her goodbye and told her I
wanted to do this again.

	Her response was a flat, "Yes, I will have to speak to the
others about your schedule."

* * * * *

	And just like that, Rei moved into my rotating schedule of
women, although it was a few days before she accompanied me to bed
again.

	Maybe I should take this opportunity to point out that I am
not a non-stop sex machine.  After my late-morning romp with Rei, I
didn't have sex with anyone til evening the next day.

	Hopefully my nanite treatments are significantly extending my
life, but as a more definite and immediate side-effect, they returned
my sex-drive to about where it was when I was in my early 20's.  I
could usually come up to 5 times a day, but that doesn't mean I didn't
get mentally tired.  I tended to take a day or so off from sex at
least once or twice a week. 

	I still enjoyed spending time with my ladies during my
downtimes -- which was actually part of the whole point of creating
full personalities and histories for each of them -- but the sex was
not constant.  Heck, I had half a dozen side projects in the works in
the lab going on at any given time to distract me.  (Well, Alpha and I
had the side-projects.  None of them would have been possible without
Alpha and/or her nanites.  Plus half of the project ideas were hers
too.)

	So anyway, Rei didn't accompany me to bed again for another 3
days.

* * * * *

	Kasumi had made us a wonderful Japanese dinner of fish and
rice and some wonderful sauce of some kind, and these little fried,
folded pieces of dough that I don't know what they're called and...
well, it was tasty, even if I didn't entirely know what I was eating.
Actually come to think of it, I'm not really 100% sure it was
Japanese-style food.  But not the point.  Good dinner.

	After dinner, we didn't have a group activity planned, so I
played pool with Jane while Daria read and Kasumi and Kara played a
Mario Brothers game on the Wii. Rei watched me play pool and played
the winner (Jane).  

	We all spent a couple hours talking and playing various games,
and I eventually announced I was heading up to bed.  No doubt acting
in accordance with their secret schedule, Kara and Rei broke off from
their current games and accompanied me upstairs.  I often wanted to
ask how they worked it all out, what happened when I wasn't available
on a given night, did they have methods for resolving disputes, etc.
But I never asked.

	On the way upstairs, I asked Rei, "Are you sure you're ready
for this?  I mean, sex with more than one person?"

	She looked at me and kept on climbing the stairs.  I looked at
her and felt a strong hand cup my bottom.  Kara was right behind me
urging me on.

	"Come on, sport.  She may be quiet, but she's a very
determined young lady."

	"Sport?  Never mind... I just wanted to make sure she wasn't
being pressured into someaaaahhh!"  I was cut off by Kara picking me
up and slinging me over her shoulder.  She kept one hand firmly on my
ass as she carried me to my room.

	When we entered, Kara flung me down on the bed next to Rei,
who was already stripped down to her panties.

	"See?" Kara said as she started pulling off her own shirt.
"Rei knows what she wants."

	"So she does," I admitted.  "Well ladies, what do you want to
do tonight?"

	I lay back and watched Kara strip.  Kara didn't respond
verbally, instead she just watched as Rei reached over and started
stripping off my pants.  By the time Kara was nude, I was naked from
the waist down and Rei had started to settle herself onto my very
erect cock.  I stopped her and pointed out that I needed a condom.
Kara, who didn't have to worry about pregnancy herself, agreed and got
one out of my bedside table.  She rolled it onto my very happy penis
and gently picked up Rei by her hips, carefully maneuvering her into
coitus with me.

	"Rei, say thank you to Kara," I teased her.

	"Thank you, Kara," she said as she began bouncing up and down,
running my cock in and out of her hot, velvet-smooth vagina.

	"Maybe I can thank Kara too?" I asked.  "But how can I
possibly do so when only my mouth and hands are free?"

	She smiled and I stuck my tongue out as she settled herself
down on top of my head.  I happily put my tongue to work, exploring
the familiar folds of her pussy as my hands reached up to stroke her
breasts.

	After a minute or two of my smothered happiness, I noticed
other smaller, more tentative hands join me in massaging Kara's
bountiful bosom.  I felt my cock get even harder, if that was
possible, as I tried to picture the scene in my head.

	I moved one hand down to rub Rei's clit, which set her off for
her first orgasm of the evening.  She froze up for at least half a
minute, her pussy walls clamping hard on my cock.  It was way too soon
for me to come though, so I just enjoyed the feeling.

	Though my ears were somewhat muffled, I heard Kara say, "My
turn" as she raised herself off my tongue.

	Smiling up at her, I asked, "And what if your preference, my
lady?"

	She put herself on hands and knees and wiggled her ass at me.
I sat up, carefully dislodging Rei and gave her a kiss.  I whispered
into Rei's ear, knowing that Kara could still hear us, "Go sit in
front of Kara and spread your legs."

	Leaving the slick condom on, I knelt behind Kara and placed my
rod into her oh-so-tight pussy.  As I started fucking Kara with a
slow, deliberate pace, I watched Rei put herself in position for Kara
to lick her out, which she did with gusto.  Rei showed no hesitation
or worry as she experienced her first bi-sexual intimate contact.  As
I sped up my pounding of Kara, Rei started climbing to her next orgasm
too.

	This position lasted about 5 minutes before Kara started a
long, drawn-out screaming orgasm, her cries setting off Rei as well.
I pounded for another minute before I let loose into the condom
myself.

	Once we all recovered, I extracted myself, removed the used
condom and, as I was getting a fresh one, said, "Switch places, you
two."

	My erection never flagged as I put the new condom on, and, by
the time I turned back, Rei had her ass up, her hands on Kara's
breasts and her tongue in Kara's quim.  Again, no hesitation on Rei's
part.

	I reseated myself in Rei's pink gash and started pumping her
up again.  I could occasionally hear Kara murmuring instructions to
Rei, like "Now suck on the clit" and "Lick up and down the labia." 

	This time I think I lasted a good 20 or 30 minutes, during
which time the girls switched positions two more times.  And since
each switch was prompted by an orgasm, that gave them... hmm... 4 for
Kara and 5 for Rei?  

	After my second come of the night, we all snuggled together
for a good night's sleep.

* * * * *

	Outside of the bedroom, Rei gradually moved into the position
of household librarian.  With no real hobbies but with a strong desire
to learn, she could most often be found relaxing in the library or, if
the weather was pleasant, outside curled up with a book.  She rarely
read fiction, instead preferring books about science and engineering.

	Within a month of her arrival, she had begun working towards a
pilots license, and was planning to eventually start taking
aeronautical engineering classes.

* * * * *

	By this time, I had taken all of the ladies down to the nanite
vat to give them overnight checkups (while unconscious and in secret,
of course).  Alpha and I had decided that we should have a general
check-up and maintenance routine for the ladies of 2 to 4 times per
year.  Kara would definitely be a 4-per-year minimum given the
extensive modifications we made.

	As it turns out, this was a good plan.  We caught a tumor
growing on Kara's ovaries and some nerve degeneration in Kasumi.
Neither had progressed very far and were easily fixed, but the point
is that the bodies were not as perfect as we had hoped.  Or put
another way, the bodily perfection and modifications had their price.

	We discovered that Daria's natural metabolism was not
sufficient to deal with eating pizza 5 times a week at school.
Alpha's nanites cleaned up her increasingly greasy skin and weight
gain -- neither problem was very noticeable yet -- and starting
working on how to adjust her to avoid this problem in the future.
(Jane had taken up running as a hobby/exercise and was doing fine.)

	I also had Alpha specifically check out Jane's implants.  Jane
was sexually insatiable, seemingly rapidly turning into a sex addict.
Although we confirmed she was receiving exactly the same hormone
stimulations as the others, she was still reacting much more strongly
to the brain-prodding, so I had Alpha adjust her settings down by
about 30%.  As a result, she was still a very horny young woman, but
was able to keep it under control.  Still becoming gradually more
kinky though.

	It also made me wonder if I was becoming a sex addict too.
But while sex was a major activity and goal for me, it wasn't my only
or even central goal.  The technology and planning and creativity were
what I enjoyed more than anything else. The sex was a close second to
my geekiness.

	Speaking of geekiness, I had also decided who to create next:
Rogue...  the classic comic book Rogue, that is.  You know, the one
with the big 90's hair?  Well, I'm not a hair stylist and neither are
the nanites, but big hair or not, that's the version and era I was
creating.

	Rogue was going to be a test case for a minor new influence
modification.  Alpha had been studying how memories were assigned
their importance in the human brain.  Why some things are so vivid and
important to us while other things are shuffled off to relative mental
obscurity.  Theoretically when a memory was moved from short term to
long term, Alpha would be able to determine its strength.  This would
not induce actual forgetfulness or blank spots in memory, just how
positively or strongly a memory was viewed.

	Thus all positive memories and reactions to me would be
enhanced and all negatives would be reduced in importance.  In theory,
at least.  For example, she would care less about me sleeping with the
other women and care more about the associated stories of my sexual
prowess.  

	If successful, we could apply this feature to all our
character creations during our next check-up.

	Other than that, Rogue would have close to Kara's strength and
toughness, but not the sensory enhancements or mutant absorption
powers.  As for her status as mutant superhero and bringing her into
the fold, I'll admit I'm a sucker for tradition:  what's the most
traditional result when two superheroes meet each other for the first
time?

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