The Reality Engine Ch. 12

"Any chance I could come to your party?" Cherry asked.

"Sure, but don't you have to work?" Scott asked.

"I can close the front desk for an hour, no problem," Cherry said. "Free pizza is as good a reason to do so as any I can think of, and there's also the little matter of the arranged marriage you're trying to put together. That all sounds very entertaining."

"Well, come on then, let's go," Scott said.

"Just one thing, Scott, can you come to my side of the desk for a moment?" Cherry asked.

"Sure, what do you need?" Scott asked, as he walked around the front desk to Cherry's side of it. He noticed the lovely dress she was wearing, green stripes with polka dots. Cherry looked good in anything.

"I just want to pay for my share of the pizza before we head up," Cherry said, as she reached under her skirt, pulled her panties down to her knees, and pulled the hem of her skirt up past her waist to expose her sex. "Do you take payment in pussy?"

"That's my currency of choice," Scott said, as he smiled and gently fondled her vagina.

"You're a good man, Scott Laird Cooper," Cherry said, as she wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned in, and kissed him on the lips. He moved his hands from under her dress to around her waist, and held her.

"You're amazing," Scott said. "I could stand here and kiss you forever, and never get bored."

"One more time, before we head up," Cherry said, as she leaned in, and kissed Scott on the lips. With that, Cherry pulled up her panties, put up the 'be back soon' sign on front desk, and went upstairs with Scott.

Scott and Cherry walked into the second floor meeting room at Maybe Dick Hall, and Alania, Sonya, Rebecca, Chad, Steve, Sweet Pea, Henry, Bridget, Kloe, Tammy, Pepper, Marisol, Padme, and Liandra were already there.

Cherry helped herself to the pizza, while Scott, Sonya, Chad, Henry, and Steve looked over all the materials they had for Elizabeth and Jessica. This presentation had to be convincing, and Scott wanted to be sure that nothing was overlooked.

"I think we're good to go," Sonya said, after she looked over the evidence. "You've covered all the bases, even things I wouldn't think of, like taking photos of their cars. If I was entering into an arranged marriage, I'm not sure I would need this level of detail."

"That is a point," Steve said. "Are we sure that this won't be too much for them? They're slutty, party girls, after all, and based on what you've told me, they aren't that bright."

"This is the one time in their adult lives that I've positive they'll pay attention," Scott said. "They know what happens if they get this wrong, they'll be sentenced to a lifetime of working for a living, and they want no part of that."

Everyone laughed, before a call came in for Scott on his phone. He answered it, and got Elizabeth on the other end. Scott silenced everyone in the room so that he could take this call.

"Is everything ready for us?" Elizabeth asked.

"Yes, we're ready, where are you?" Scott asked.

"We're about five minutes away, and we just drove into the north gate of Frostbite Falls University," Elizabeth said. "Thank you so much for taking the initiative and arranging this for us, Scott. We owe you one, which we will gladly repay you at the time of your choosing."

"Forget it," Scott said. "Just get here as quickly as you can, the pizza is getting cold."

"Is the booze ready?" Elizabeth asked, as Scott turned to Sonya, and asked her that question.

"Yup, we've got beer and vodka, loaded up in the fridge," Sonya said, as she motioned for some of the girls in the room to help her start pouring drinks for the party.

"Scott, you and your friends should go into business as match-makers, I'm sure you'd make a killing at it," Elizabeth said. "We'll see you very soon!"

Scott hung up the phone, and sat down on the couch next to Pepper, with Steve and Kloe seated to her right, and Alania and Sweet Pea seated to his left. Ten minutes passed by, and Elizabeth and Jessica entered the meeting room. Sonya put a sign that read 'private party - no entrance' on the outside of the meeting room door to ensure privacy during the review of sensitive financial documents.

"Hi Scott!" Jessica said, as she and Elizabeth exchanged a hug with Scott. "Well, journeys end in lovers meetings, huh?"

"Twelfth Night, act 2, scene 3," Scott said.

"Huh?" Jessica asked, giggling as she always did.

"Never mind, we have the documents for you girls to review," Scott said.

"How about some food and alcohol first?" Elizabeth asked. "Jessica and I have been in classes for the last couple of hours, and we're famished."

"You didn't have any lunch?" Scott asked, as he helped the two girls with pizza and Sonya brought them drinks.

"Well, sure, but refraining from having sex, and saving ourselves for marriage, takes a toll," Elizabeth said, giggling. "Sex does so much to relieve tension, and smooth out the sore spots in life, you know?"

"We want to be good little wives," Jessica said, as she bit into her pizza and took a sip of her beer. "However, preserving our chastity for our husbands is no easy task, and we're both horny."

"Do you two ever talk about anything but sex?" Rebecca asked, as she took a bite of pizza.

"Well, we also like to talk about butt sex, if that counts as something different," Elizabeth said, with a smile on her face. "Men like girls who are a little bit slutty. Rejection sucks, no matter who you are."

"Don't you worry that people will think you're easy if you spread your legs too often?" Alania asked.

"No, because everyone we know is positive we're both really easy, and we've never given our reputation a second thought," Jessica said. "Being extremely easy means we get invited to every single party, and that we always have a good time. Boys take care of easy girls."

"Which is not true anymore," Pepper said, between bites of pizza. "Now, you're good little girls, saving yourselves for marriage, aren't you?"

"Well sure, the party has to end sometime," Elizabeth said, giggling. "We had 4 unbelievably fun years. When Jessica and I first arrived at college, we made a pact with each other: whoever asked us for sex, we'd always say yes. We figured we would try that for a few months and see what happened. We kept doing that for four years because it was the best way to live. A pity it has to come to an end, but reality is inevitable, unfortunately."

Scott was astonished at this conversation, and he remembered Dr. Karlov's previous words to him about Elizabeth and Jessica: that they were not that bad, and that many women were worse.

"You two don't have any regrets at all?" Alania asked.

"Of course we do," Jessica said, laughing. "We wished we'd put more effort into the business of finding husbands, and hadn't started on that project so late. I'm sure Ted and Frank are good men, who will take care of us, but had we started earlier, we might have found marriages that would not be solely about resource exchanges. We might have also found love, but we waited too long, so we have to take what we can get."

"So, you wish you'd remained far more chaste than you did?" Alania asked.

"Heck no, whatever gave you that idea?" Jessica asked, laughing, as Elizabeth laughed too. "Our mistake was that we fucked everyone who asked, but we never followed up, and we never cultivated relationships with marriageable men that would have left us with options down the road. Take your own case, for example. It's obvious, to my trained eye, that the gentleman you're sitting next to is really gaga over you."

Sweet Pea averted his gaze, and blushed.

"So what?" Alania asked, shrugging her shoulders. "I can't help it if Sweet Pea wants to bone me. Does that mean I should just let him?"

"Ten years from now, he's the kind of guy who will have career options," Jessica replied. "If you put out bait now, and keep him interested, you'll have that escape hatch when you need it. Elizabeth and I wish we had done that when we were your age."

"All you have to do is drop your panties, and give him a taste of your feminine honey, once every so often," Elizabeth said. "Or, failing that, at least sit with him and talk with him when you're both at a party. It adds up, and it can save your life."

Alania moved over and sat down in Sweet Pea's lap, and let him wrap his arms around her, and kiss her on the cheek. Scott was happy that Elizabeth and Jessica made that happen, everyone was rooting for Sweet Pea to do well with women. At this moment, with a slice of pizza in them, and also a good drink, Elizabeth and Jessica spent the next half an hour carefully inspecting Ted and Frank's financial credentials.

"The paperwork is impeccable," Jessica said, after the review was concluded. "I'm on board."

"Me too," Elizabeth said. "This is exactly the kind of comfy, easy life I want to sign up for. If the guys want to marry, we'll marry."

"I'll be sure to let them know, and you can meet them for yourselves on Saturday night at the naked mile," Scott said.

"You'll all be there?" Elizabeth asked, to which nearly everyone in the room nodded yes.

"What do you think, Lizzy?" Jessica asked. "If we're meeting them in only 3 days, additional measures might not be required."

"I don't think we should leave things to chance," Elizabeth said. "The fact is, we have a favor we need to ask of you."

"Sure, what is it?" Scott asked.

"We want to make a video to give to these two fine husbands of ours to show them how much we're looking forward to meeting them on Saturday, and to remind them of what to bring with them when they come to meet us," Elizabeth said.

"What they need to bring?" Chad asked, as he stood over by Tammy, who had her arms wrapped around his hip.

"Engagement rings, for one thing," Elizabeth said, giggling. "The sooner they propose, the sooner we can get married."

"So, you want us to shoot this film for you?" Scott asked, as Cherry finished her drink, and sat down between Sweet Pea and Scott on the couch.

"Yes, and to keep things interesting, Jessica and I would want to be filmed naked," Elizabeth said. Everyone in the room, except for Scott, exchanged a look of surprise.

"Naturally," Scott said. "Right here and right now work for you two ladies?"

"Hey now, wait just a darn minute. . .," Sonya said.

"It would be a huge service to us if you could provide us a place to shoot this video," Elizabeth said. "Please help us get married, Sonya."

"Well, when you put it that way, okay," Sonya said.

"Terrific," Jessica said. "I have a high definition camera in a bag in my car, give me a couple of minutes to go and get it."

"I'll come with you, to help you carry it," Sonya said. "I want to have a quick chat with you about this video."

Jessica nodded her head yes, and she and Sonya left to get the camera.

"I always thought I was a big slut, but you two are way bigger than I am, or could ever hope to be," Alania said, as soon as Sonya and Jessica had left the room.

"Thank you," Elizabeth said, taking it as a compliment. "You could learn a lot from us, you know. You may be book smart, but Jessica and I are street smart, and we know what men want."

"Really?" Alania asked, as Sweet Pea kissed her on the cheek, and prayed to heaven that Alania would remain seated in his lap for the rest of the evening.

"Really," Elizabeth assured her. "As an example, you have your hands all over prime husband material, and what are you doing with such a God given advantage? Nothing. It really is embarrassing to be so wasteful, you know."

"I'm not going to whore myself to Sweet Pea," Alania said.

"You could do a hell of a lot worse," Elizabeth said. "We both know that 10 years from now, you're going to be on your hands and knees begging him to marry you. Why fight the inevitable?"

"Just how in the fuck do you know that?" Alania asked.

"I know the type of guys who are good husband material when I see them," Elizabeth said. "Besides, I've stated the assumption several times already in this conversation, and you never contradicted it, which means you believe it too."

"Well, okay, he is great husband material, but I have my pride," Alania retorted.

"Pride is vastly overrated," Elizabeth said, giggling. "Do you want to put it to the test?"

"Sure, you're wrong bitch, and I'm not afraid to show you how wrong you are," Alania said.

Elizabeth asked Alania to stand up, which she did, then to turn around so that her backside faced Sweet Pea. After maneuvering her into this position, Elizabeth started to unbutton Alania's jeans.

"Hey, just what are you doing?" Alania asked.

"Doing for you what I wish I had done when I was your age," Elizabeth said. "You drop your bottoms for a guy like him, and you'll be his goddess forever. A year from now, or five years from now, or ten years from now, you'll still be his one and only. That can only be good for you."

"I'm not dropping my pants in front of all my friends!" Alania protested, as Elizabeth managed to unbutton her jeans, and to pull down her jeans and her panties to her ankles in one practiced motion.

"Modesty is also overrated," Elizabeth said, with a giggle. "Show of hands, everyone, how many people in this room have seen this bitch naked before?"

Everyone in the room, except for Cherry, raised their hand. Alania blushed.

"Exactly as I thought," Elizabeth said. "You know you're hot shit, and you've frequently used your sex appeal to improve your lot in life. Now, bend over and open up your privates."

Alania didn't know why she did as she was told, but she complied with Elizabeth's request. She looked back at Sweet Pea, who was staring at her exposed girly bits with a look of pure hunger in his eyes.

"Wow, didn't expect that," Alania said.

"You have to be careful, are you on the pill?" Elizabeth asked.

"Yeah," Alania said.

"With men like him, if he gets a chance to impregnate you, he'll do it," Elizabeth said. "Most men hate the idea of babies and find them revolting, not men like him. Don't ever let your birth control out of your sight until you're sure you want to have kids."

"I'm not married to him!" Alania protested, as she instinctively wiggled her ass to arouse Sweet Pea. Everyone in the room who watched this scene unfold was shocked by that statement.

"I never said you were," Elizabeth pointed out. "I only cautioned you to protect yourself. If you get a better offer in the next few years, go ahead and take it. All I'm saying is that Sweet Pea is a great fall-back option. You should make sure you give him some sugar, once every so often, to ensure you'll always have his affection. Don't be an idiot like Jessica and I were, don't close options that you don't have to close."

"So, what?" Alania asked, clearly annoyed. "I wiggle my exposed cunt and poop hole for him once a week or so?"

"I, personally, think once every three months is sufficient, but you're the best judge of what's required," Elizabeth said, as she spanked Alania's exposed butt cheek. "Look at him, he's so transfixed by you that he can't think. Tell me that isn't worth it."

Alania looked at Sweet Pea, and what Elizabeth had said was true, he was enchanted with her.

"Fine," Alania said, as she removed her shoes, her socks, her jeans, and her panties; stacked them up at the foot of the couch, and sat down on Sweet Pea's lap bottom-less. "I do this because I want to, and not because you told me to."

Elizabeth laughed and giggled, as Sweet Pea kissed Alania on the lips, and stuck the fingers of his right hand up her pussy, while he gently rubbed her butt-hole with his left hand. Scott silently wondered to himself if he was responsible for how Alania was behaving at this party. Eric had told him that the next ability was the conviction, or the soft Jedi Mind Trick. Scott wanted to see Sweet Pea do well with Alania, and he wanted to receive more attention for himself from Cherry and Pepper. He also wanted to see Elizabeth and Jessica naked. Scott had to ask himself: was it all happening because he was influencing it to happen?

At that moment, Jessica and Sonya returned with the video camera. Scott, of course, was the people's choice to direct this video.

"Hey, how about we get them both naked, and have them roll around in the financial paperwork?" Henry asked. "It would send the message that the financial are good, and that a first meeting, and a wedding, should be planned for."

"I like that idea," Scott said, as Jessica and Elizabeth removed their clothes, and got naked.

"I just have one question before we start," Sonya said. "Why are we waiting until Saturday to introduce the bride and groom to each other? Why don't the two girls just drive over to the Digit brother's house right now and settle all this?"

"There wouldn't be any drama if we did that," Chad pointed out.

"There also wouldn't be any foreplay," Jessica said, giggling. "It's all very well that we want to get married, but that doesn't mean we can't have some fun along the way. Where's your sense of adventure, romance, and mystery?"

Sonya nodded her head yes, and resigned herself to this video being shot in the meeting room on her floor. She was curious, and wanted to see how this all turned out. The drama Chad spoke of had her hooked.

"Okay, camera and action!" Scott said, as he started to shoot the two girls lying amongst the financial paperwork, and rolling around in it.

"Oh, there is nothing sexier than a man with a great, big, huge 401k," Jessica said, as she rubbed Frank's income statement against her cunt.

"Every girl wants to fuck a man who knows his way around a capital gains tax deduction," Elizabeth said, cooing at the camera, while pinching her tits.

"Hey, Jessica, can I get a close-up of your butt-hole?" Scott asked. "Frank was really fascinated by it the other day."

Jessica thrust her bum towards the camera, parted her butt-cheeks, and exposed her poop-hole for the camera, "oh, my brave, strong husband," she said, as she moaned. "Do you like my butt-hole? What kind of naughty, unspeakable things do you want to do to me on our wedding night? This hole is so dirty, and so unspeakable, and so secret, and it's so wrong for you to want to use it to fulfill your perverse desire. It's a good thing I'll be your love slave, Frank, and my body will become your toy, to pleasure you however you want. Once I'm your wife, there's nothing I won't do for you! Put a ring on my finger, and I'll let you stick your giant, throbbing man-hood in my smelly, awful, private, black hole!"

Elizabeth also thrust her bum towards the camera, and parted her butt and pussy, "oh, my brave, strong husband," she said, just as Jessica had started. "Fuck me in my horny, greedy pussy! Shove your big cock right in me. Oh, it will feel so good, as the power of your manly goo fills up my womb! I'll give you a family, and children, and a loving wife to always stand by your side. Oh husband, my fertile womb desperately wants your cum! Fertilize me, impregnate me, breed me!"

"My cunt is completely unprotected," Jessica moaned, as she spread her pussy for the camera. "I'm not on birth control. Fuck me, and impregnate me, my husband. I can't wait to give birth to our babies!"

Elizabeth and Jessica both assumed a seated position in front of the camera, and both girls began to grunt and moan, and to simulate the act of child-birth.

"Oh Jessica, my womb is so stuffed with child, and the only thing I want to do, after I push out this child, is to get pregnant with another!" Elizabeth exclaimed.

As Scott shot the video of the two girls, in various titillating poses, a thought went through his head: Jessica and Elizabeth knew exactly what lonely, desperate men wanted. Yes, the dialogue was corny, the plot was cheesy, and the acting was terrible, but Scott knew it was exactly what desperate men most wanted to hear. Maybe they could solve the mystery of Rebecca's dates with her sugar daddy? Scott had given the matter his best attention since he had been made aware of it on the previous Friday night, but he had not come up with any solutions.