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Authors: Breanna Hayse

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She stroked him gently, resting her cheek on his warm,
smooth back.  “Actually, I think I do.  You do the same to me.  Will I see you
tomorrow?”

“I have chores I need to do.  Maybe in the evening. 
I’ll call you, okay?”

“Okay.  Just don’t avoid me.”

“I can’t.  The pull is way too strong.”  He turned
around to look into her eyes, her arms still wrapped around him.  He brought
his lips down to hers, crushing her in his embrace.  It was a hard, aggressive
kiss, filled with a sense of possessiveness that she hadn’t felt before.  Her
knees buckled.

“Oh my,” she whispered. 

Rich nodded, scooping her into his arms and carrying
her into the living room where her brother waited patiently.  “Mike, would you please
take this little siren home before I lose control.  You need to talk with her
about this stuff.  I can’t.”

“I’m guessing the six month promise might be too much
to ask,” Michael sighed, accepting the bundle Rich handed to him.  He kissed
her cheek before putting her down.  “We’ll talk on the way home.  Night, Rich. 
Hope you sleep well.”

“I doubt I will.  Talk to you tomorrow.”

Michael was quiet on the way home, glancing
occasionally at his sister who gazed out the window.  “Do you have any idea how
powerful you are?” he asked gently. 

She looked at him.  “What do you mean?”

“Maybe we should talk with the folks about this so you
can get multiple perspectives.  You might push him too much, Sammi.  He could
run to keep his promise.  Do you want that?”

“He would?  Why?”

“Honey, he’s very much like us.  His word is his
honor.  You are putting him in a position that he has to choose between keeping
his word or caving into his desires.  You would lose respect for him if he
didn’t keep his word.  He would lose respect for himself if he caved in.  That
would end up being a disaster in your relationship with him.  He’s good for
you.  I don’t want to see you get hurt because of honor.”

“Me neither.  What should I do?”  She had tears in her
eyes. 

He reached with his right hand to squeeze hers.  “It’s
the same theme, baby.  Think before you do something.  Let’s change the
subject.  You picked me a good one.  I like her.”

“She’s sweet.  A little conservative, but I can fix
that.”

“Oh no, you don’t.  Unlike Rich, I’m not anxious to
have to lay into that gorgeous ass this soon.  I just met her,” Michael
grinned. 

His sister giggled.  “Liar.  I know you better.  But,
I do think Rich has been wanting to get his hands on my ass since the day he
found out that I get my tail flukes bitten.  He seemed to enjoy himself
tonight, at my expense.”

“I hate to break it to you, but he’s been wanting that
beautiful little tail end since he saw it in jeans that first day.  You do have
quite a spankable bottom,” Michael informed her.

“Gee, thanks.  It’s not as full as Jen’s, though.”

“For a girlfriend, I prefer a plumper backside.  My
plans would extend beyond spanking it,” Michael chuckled.

“You need to take it slow with her.  She is a bit shy
and feels a little insecure about her body.  I’m sorry if I scared her
tonight.”

“I think Rich was more bothered than I was.  I’m used
to it.  But she will be seeing quite a lot if she joins our family.  We should
probably run a clearance on her to be safe.”

“I, uh… I already took care of that,” Sam admitted
sheepishly. 

Michael patted her hand with a sigh, not surprised by
her sneaky moves.  “Of course you did.  How did you get her info?”

“I conned her into showing me her driver's license. 
Sorry.”

“No you aren’t.  But I do understand.  Do you think
you can do an internship with her?”

“She’s got great grades and is PADI certified.  I
don’t see why not.  Besides, she might make a good variable in testing the
swirls.”

“We need another name for that.  How about CIP for
Cetacean Integration Program?”

Sam was tickled.  “Like in CIP verses swallow?”

“You’re bad.  Yeah, that was funny.”  He held back his
laughter as she continued to giggle.  “Okay, what about CIMA?  Cetacean
Integrated Mind Alteration?  No, not semen… never mind.  You are impossible tonight. 
Get your mind out of the gutter.  We’ll stay with swirling.”  He groaned as her
laughter increased.

“Oh God, I’m cracking myself up,” Sam hooted, holding
her stomach.  She finally regained some control and picked up her cell phone. 
“Hi Rich, it’s me.  I’m sorry about tonight.  I won’t do it again.  I promise.”

“The problem is that I want you to do it again.  Just
not yet.  You’re a temptation that’s too hard for even me to refuse.”

“Michael explained it.  I’ll be a good girl.”

“I’m going to just have to deal a little harsher with
you if you tease me, you know,” he warned, sounding more like himself again.

“Won’t that tempt you more?”

“Me?  Hell, yeah…  But you, no.  I’m going to talk
with your folks tomorrow night and let them know my intent.”

“Oh no… I don’t think that’s a good idea.  Michael, he
wants to talk with Daddy and Scott about spanking me!  Tell him that is a very
bad idea!”

“Give me the phone,” Michael said, putting it on
speaker and hooking it to his receiver.  “Rich, let me know when you speak with
them.  I’ll be there.”

“What?” Sam screeched as she slapped his arm.

“Oh hush up.  I think it’s an excellent idea, Rich,
especially if they know the reasons.  Come over tomorrow night for dinner.  We
can go out and do some night fishing, too.”

“Sounds like a plan.  Kiss the girl for me.  Bye!”

“Whose side are you on anyway, butthead?” Sam asked,
snatching her phone back.

“My own.  We’re home.  Go say goodnight and get to
bed.  You’re getting cranky and it’s late.”

“You’re not the boss of me,” she grumbled, exiting the
car. 

Michael hooked his elbow around her neck, knuckling
the top of her head.  “You forget that I am.  We’re home,” he announced,
dragging Sam in next to him, her head locked under his arm as he continued to
knuckle her. 

“Did you have a good time?” Dr. Quimby asked, making
room on the couch for his kids.

“Sammi picked me out a beauty.  You’ll meet her
Sunday.  You will approve.”

“Good for you.  And you, my love?  How’s Rich?”

“Grumpy.  But it’s my fault.  He’s coming over for dinner
tomorrow night and will probably crash here again.  For some odd reason, he
likes you two.”

“We like him as well.  Look at me… what did you do?” Dr.
Quimby asked, staring into her face.

“Nothing much.  Same old stuff.”

“Did she get out of hand again?” Scott asked Michael. 

He shook his head.  “Nah, just her typical behavior. 
She did introduce Jen to Ton.”

“Poor girl.  How did she take it?” Scott asked,
turning the TV off. 

“As well as could be expected.  Ton liked her
instantly, so I took it as a good sign.”

“Samantha?  You aren’t planning on chasing this one
off, are you?” Scott asked his niece.

“That would only happen if she tried to keep me from
playing with my big brother.  She and Rich got along well, too.  I really like
her.  Can we invite her for dinner tomorrow night?  Mike already invited Rich
over.”

“We would have 6 people here.  You know what that
would mean, right?” Scott asked, his eyes twinkling.

“Family game night.  Oh Lord, I don’t know,” Michael
groaned.  “You guys cheat so badly.  I don’t know if I want her to witness that
yet.  Even Rich hasn’t seen it.”

“Well, son, it’s about time he does, don’t you think? 
Losing team makes dinner,” Dr. Quimby said.  “And you and your sister cannot be
on the same team.”

“That’s not fair, Daddy.  It’s our only chance of
winning against you two.”

“Nope, I agree.  Me, Dad and Mike against the girls
and Rich,” Scott grinned.

“Okay, fine.  Under one condition.”  Sam's face
spelled troubled.

Her brother noticed immediately and knew what she was
up to.  “Oh no you don’t…”

“Oh yes I do.  I want to try something with you two. 
I learned some integration techniques and want to see how it makes you feel. 
Deal?”

“Does it hurt?” Scott asked. 

Michael sighed.  “So far, Rich is the only one
suffering from it.  If you agree to this, you’ll understand.  She promised she
wouldn’t do it to him anymore.”

“Sounds like a plan.  I’m definitely curious,” Dr.
Quimby said.  “When do you want to try this?”

“Now.  Michael, go to the other side of the room.  I
don’t know how much distance is needed.  Tell me immediately if you sense
anything, okay?  You two just relax.  Verbalize to me if you are feeling or
sensing anything.”  She closed her eyes and started to concentrate on relaxing
and letting her mind drift to the image of the swirls.  She heard her father
gasp, then Scott take in a breath.

“This is amazing… Like I’m floating in a gas bubble…” Dr.
Quimby whispered. 

Scott added.  “It’s making me sleepy… I can’t focus on
anything.”

“Okay, I’m going to image something now.  Be honest,”
Sam said.

“Samantha!” both of them barked as she placed a
picture of a naked woman in her mind.

“Cut it out now.  It’s uncomfortable,” Dr. Quimby
ordered, breaking out of the integration.  “What the hell was that about?”

“You broke out?  How?”  Sam's mouth fell open.

“Without difficulty.  Scott?”

“I’m fine.  A little tired, but otherwise normal. 
Mike?”

“Nothing from over here.  What did she do?”

“Showed us a very pretty young lady who was completely
disrobed,” Scott grumbled.

“How did you break it off, Dad?” Michael asked,
rejoining them on the couch and ignoring Scott's rumbling.

“I just took myself back to the present.  Very
simple.  It’s almost a REM state,” Dr. Quimby commented.

“That would make sense.  Do you plant similar images
in Rich’s mind when you swirl him, little sister?”

“I did and got quite a different reaction.  That’s why
I promised to stop.  Can I try one more time?  No naked women, I promise.”

“Go ahead.  This is interesting.  I want to study it
further with you,” her father said eagerly.  Sam grinned, excited about the
opportunity to do research with him.

“Awesome!  Okay, Mike - this is what I’m going to
place in their minds.”  She wrote down something and handed it to him.

He chuckled.  “This should certainly be interesting.  Let’s
see what happens.”

Sam went back into the state of concentration, this
time imaging them both taking her shopping for shoes (which they hated).

“I’m not feeling anything much, honey.  I do remember,
though, you said something about needing some new shoes?” Dr. Quimby murmured. 

Scott grunted.  “Me too… I'm sorry.  I promised that I
would give you my credit card when you asked and I must have forgotten.  Remind
me tomorrow.”

“I will.  Do I have a spending limit?” Sam asked, knowing
how her uncle tended to pinch pennies.

“Of course not, princess.  Spend whatever you like,”
Scott said groggily.

“Are you aware that I put this suggestion in your
minds?” she asked, releasing them.

Dr. Quimby opened his eyes.  “It’s so strong, like I need
to do it right now.  This could be dangerous.  Fascinating, but very
dangerous.”

“For our wallets.  It’s almost a form of hypnosis,” Scott
commented, shaking his head.  “FYI, no shopping with my card.”

“This is very interesting.  Okay, off to bed with you
now.  Darling?”

“Yes, Daddy?”

“If I ever find out you are trying to manipulate
anyone using this, things will not be good for you.  I am serious about this. 
You are never, ever to practice this unsupervised.  Am I clear?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Very well, then.  Kiss.  Sleep tight,” he said,
kissing her soundly.  She kissed Scott and then trotted up to her room.  Her
father looked at Michael.  “So she tried to seduce Rich?”

“Two cold showers worth.  I talked to her about it.  I
don’t think she’ll do it again.”

“She’s very naïve in this aspect.  She has no idea how
to woo or be wooed.”

“No, but she sure knows how to give the man a serious
hard on.  You do know they are going to be staying together.  I can tell.”

“We do too.  He’s already starting to fall in love
with her.  Poor boy,” Scott chuckled.  “I just hope he has the gumption to
handle her.”

“He does, don’t worry.  So, let me tell you about
Jen,” Michael said, launching into details about their time together. 

Scott smiled.  “I’m glad to see you happy, my boy.  I
hope this works out for you.”

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