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Author's Chapter Notes:

Sam is still in Arizona.

I've had an illness in the family so I've neglected posting chapters. Sorry about not keeping up, but stuff happens. Hopefully, I'll have more time for the stories.

----- Tuesday

Big day today. Kaycee and I woke together but she had to go to work and left me at her place alone with Bonnie who was still sleeping. I was waiting to take a shower just kind of wasting time. Cindy was going to pick me up later that morning. We planned on going to the school admin offices. At least I was. Cindy wanted to look up old friends.

I was standing by the kitchen counter pouring some cream into my cup of coffee when I noticed a presence behind me -- a large presence. Turning around I was face to bare belly with Bonnie, and looking up I saw her pert little tits hovering over my head. Beyond that was her smiling face.

"Good morning, Bonnie."

"Good morning, Sam. I want to thank you for the hat.", she said with a smile, bending down to kiss me on the top of my head. "That was very thoughtful of you."

She apparently didn't have to go into work until after ten o'clock this morning. Bonnie, working closely with the fashionista elite who always started late, followed the same schedule.

"My pleasure, Bonnie. Just promise me you'll wear that hat for me when you become famous."

She laughed. "Yeah, right. You're the one who'll be famous; not me by a long shot."

"It could happen."

"I seriously doubt that. You'll remember me when it happens to you, won't you?"

"It's going to be hard for me, when I get my Grammy, to say, 'I want to thank all the little people', and be speaking of you."

I made her laugh. She got down on her knees.

"Now I'm little. See?", she said.

"Hardly. Even on your knees, you're still taller." It was true: my head was only at mouth level to her.

"Despite what Kaycee says, your size doesn't matter to me. How about another kiss?"

"Don't you remember what happened the last time we kissed?"

"Yeah. So?"

"So do you think it's a good idea to do that again? I mean now? Alone?"

"Ok. Whatever."

"I'd hate to come between you and Hal. How are you two doing, by the way?"

"We're doing great. Is that what you're worried about?"

"Yeah, because he seemed like a nice guy. Not at all what I had thought based on what Kaycee was saying about him."

"He's not as bad as Kaycee makes out. I don't know if Kaycee and Hal will ever get on good terms; they've been hating on each other for such a long time now."

"She hates him? Literally?"

"No. I'm exaggerating. They're not real chummy but they tolerate each other. It could be worse."

"I hope they get along better."

"Hal and I talked about you."

"Oh yeah?"

"He likes you."

"Good, because I like him too."

"Do you know what he sees in you?"

"My ruggedly handsome, good looks?"

"No. You asked about his family. That's important to him."

"It should be, because it is."

"Like your sister?"

"Exactly. She's my biggest fan."

"I remember your stories about her. I'm sorry what you went through growing up."

"Ah, it's ok. We didn't see eye to eye for a while. Because, you know, her eyes were way up there.", I said pointing up. "But now I have a stool."

"You're funny, Sam."

"It wasn't funny growing up. But, it's all good now."

"Does Erin ever kneel down like this for you?"

"No, not much."

"Too bad. Would you want her to?"

"It doesn't really matter, although it is nice to interact with someone face to face like this rather than always looking up at their boobs."

"Don't tell me you get tired of staring up at a pair of boobs?", Bonnie said, feigning indignation by holding her hand over her mouth.

"I never get tired of staring at boobs, period. Whether it's staring up, down, sideways, upside down or inside out."

"Inside out?"

"That was rhetorical. I don't know what it means either, but it sounded good."

"Ever get tired of staring at my nonexistent boobs?"

"They're not nonexistent. Small perhaps, but beautiful. And I love staring at them. I'm surprised you're not chastising me over the staring."

She pulled me in for a kiss. I figured she decided damn Hal, full speed ahead. We sucked face for a good long while before she pulled away.

"Your boobs are still big to me, you know.", I told her.

She laughed. "I never thought anyone would refer to my boobs as big. I guess they all look big to you."

"A perk of being little."

"I guess I'm lucky then. We have lots of little people here."

"You're telling me. There seem to be lots more people here with the virus than back home."

"It hit all of a sudden this year. It started a little bit last year but it seemed like a novelty then. Now, I don't think there is anyone that doesn't know someone with the disease. They say it started here too."

"I don't doubt it. I think I could get used to being here with all of the little people like me. And Kaycee."

"Kaycee would love it if you stayed."

"I can't. Not right now."

"I like talking with you. I can talk to you, right?"

"Sure, Bonnie."

She stood back up. "You know I'm not getting any, right?"

"Any what?

"Any sex. And that little kiss you gave me isn't helping."

"That wasn't a little kiss and you're the one that gave it to me."

She giggled.

"What about Kaycee?", I said.

"She ok with it. To be honest, she kind of suggested I stay topless around you this morning."

"What I meant was, don't you two ever go at it?"

"You mean sex with her?"

"Eeyup."

"I don't think of her that way, Sam. I could never do anything that might hurt her."

"That wouldn't be hurting her. What about Gabe?"

"Have sex with him? He's also a long time friend like Kaycee. I just couldn't, even though I'd like to."

"I meant Kaycee and Gabe."

"Oh. I misunderstood. Look, please keep this between us two."

"I will. It's kind of funny."

"How so?"

"Kaycee accused you of disliking, or at least avoiding going out with, shorter guys. But it seems to me like you like us little dudes."

"I do and I don't. I don't want to be seen going out with someone so small I guess. I know it's foolish, but it would look awkward."

"You should see Julie and I."

"That must be like, so cool."

"Awkward cool?"

"Uh, I guess so. What was it like when she became taller?"

"Eh. Not so great at first. I thought I'd lose her because I was shorter. But she still loves me."

"Do you think bigger girls are sexy?"

"Any girl is sexy, big or small."

"Do you think I'm sexy?"

"Do you really have to ask that question?"

She giggled again and bent down to give me another kiss on the head.

"Besides Julie, have you had sex with other big girls?"

"Getting kind of personal huh?"

"Sorry. I didn't mean to pry. I'm curious."

"It's ok. To answer your question, yes."

"Who else?"

"We're not telling anyone about this, right?"

"Right."

"Ok. There's Julie's sister and their friend Sharon."

"Julie's sister? You did it with Julie's sister?"

"Eeyep."

"How did that happen?"

"Hell if I know."

"Tell me about Sharon then."

"To tell you the truth, she is actually short. I think she's five one. But for me she a mini giantess -- I only come up to her tits. And I must say, they're pretty spectacular too, especially at my size."

"She must be big breasted, huh?"

"Eeyup. Of course, I told you that size doesn't matter. Anyway, her best attribute is the way she kisses."

"You must have taught her how to kiss.", Bonnie said, smiling.

"Nope. It's the other way around."

"Wow. She must be special."

"All my friends are special. You too, Bonnie."

"Aw, that's such a sweet thing to say."

"It's true. I'm not used to people, especially girls, actually being nice to me the way you are."

"You're very nice yourself."

"Nobody really took notice of me before. They mostly ignored me."

"I find that hard to believe."

"Well, things seem to be much better now."

"Now?"

"Yeah. Not like back in school. I'm not sure what's different now but someone like you probably wouldn't have given me the time of day back then. In fact I'm not sure what Kaycee saw in me when we first met. I thought she might have had too much to drink that night."

"She doesn't drink much. I doubt she was any more than just tipsy."

"Maybe. Perhaps it's because we both have the virus now."

"You're not giving her enough credit, Sam. I'm sure the virus wouldn't have made much of a difference for Kaycee."

"You do know that she was taller than me in school, right?"

"Yes. And that's my point. She didn't know anything about the virus until this year and she liked you anyway."

"That's good to know but it's weird. We spent one measly night together. After that it seemed she didn't want to see me anymore. Until this week, that is."

"Did you mind her being taller back then?"

"No."

"So, I'm sure she didn't mind you being shorter."

"It was pretty special finding someone like that. Especially, that night. For me, anyway."

"What did you two do?"

"Getting kind of personal again, aren't we? Are you a voyeur?"

"Ha, ha.", she laughed. "No. Kaycee is."

"Yeah, I believe you're right. We didn't do anything out of the ordinary that one night. Just, you know, regular sex."

"Was it different then?"

"No. Different how?"

"Because she was bigger."

"Oh, that. Not really. It's more different the way people are different. Personality, that is, not so much size."

"Would you still like her if she were bigger?"

"Kaycee? Of course I would."

"What if she were super big?"

"I did tell you about Julie, right?"

"Yeah. I can't wait to see her next to you."

"Yeah, a real spectacle that is."

"I can't believe you and Julie are still together. Her size doesn't bother you?"

"No, Bonnie. It doesn't."

"Does she ever wear high heels?"

"Not anymore. Her head would bash into the ceiling if she did."

"Wow. Would you mind if she did?"

"Heels? It wouldn't make much of a difference."

"Would you mind if I wore high heels?"

"No."

"Good. Wait here."

Before I could process what was happening she had disappeared into her bedroom then a moment later came out carrying a pair of red heels. She steadied herself with one hand on the dining room table while putting them on then came real close to me so I had to look up to her.

"Oh well. Not quite.", she said.

"Not quite what?"

"Not quite tall enough."

"Tall enough for what?"

"I wanted to see if your face was at my, um, hip level."

"Ah. You want to see if I can kiss your pussy standing up."

"Tee hee.", she giggled. "Yeah."

As I looked down I realized that even though she was right, her pussy was still not too very far below. I bent down a little and planted a kiss on the outside of her panties. She audibly gasped and grabbed my head from behind as I felt her hips and thighs tense.

"Ooo, yes. You are good kisser."

She bent down and gave me a kiss on the head then stood back up, grabbed the back of my head and started grinding her hips into my face.

"What're you doing?", I asked.

"Dancing."

"Bonnie, I don't dance. And I really don't have too much time for this. Maybe later?"

"You don't have to do anything."

"But I have to get ready."

"I have to get ready too.", she said. "Want to save some time?"

"How?"

"Share a shower."

"Uh, not a good idea."

"Afraid of what I'll do to you?"

"No. I'm afraid of what I'll do."

"We don't have to do anything we didn't do yesterday. Except I have to pay you back."

"You don't owe me anything."

"I owe you for the guitar lesson. I owe you for the hat. I owe you for yesterday. I owe you for today. And I owe you for making Kaycee so happy."

I didn't know what to say so I shrugged. It made me feel good knowing that I made Kaycee happy and I would love to stay with her but I couldn't. I didn't want to think about that though. I didn't have to because my attention was totally stolen away when Bonnie took off her panties. She still wore her heels though, and I gave her another round of kisses to her crotch.

We stopped for a moment and she helped me off with my clothes, then took me by the hand to the bathroom. She maneuvered me between her and the toilet next to the shower. Still wearing heels, her left leg was up on the toilet seat as her right hand held the shower curtain rod. With her left hand holding the back of my head I started eating her pussy in earnest.

I could use my tongue to cover nearly all of Kaycee's pussy when I pressed my face and tongue flat against her; this always drives them wild by the way. In contrast, with Bonnie's cunt being the size of my face it was a bit hard to cover all of her pussy lips in one go. But my tongue was still big enough to give her pleasure, especially when I stuck it into her vagina. Using my hands in the mix with my tongue I could feel Bonnie's excitement level getting higher and higher.

The more excited she got, the wetter her pussy became. Pretty soon her juices were dripping down my face. Both of my hands were snaked underneath her and I held her butt cheeks in each hand. It's hard to convey in words how good a nice, big, firm set of butt cheeks feels in your hands from this perspective; you'll just have to trust me or try it out yourself. It's like the most natural thing in the world. Bonnie was humming again.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

She was grinding her hips and pulling me into her with her left hand. I was pulling her into me from behind. Things were getting real sloppy as I licked all around in her shiny wet pussy.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.", she moaned, this time louder. Her hips were moving back and forth. She was getting close, so I moved one of my hands from her ass and used two fingers to penetrate her and massage along the top where her G spot resides. With my other hand I rubbed up and down her thigh, then settled on wrapping my arm around it and holding onto her thigh, which was nearly as big around as I was, from behind. I had to steady myself. I could feel her climax building higher and higher.

As she came my face was flooded by a huge gush of liquid from deep down inside.

"Ohhhhhh Gaad.", she moaned. "Uhhhhhh."

Then I was hit by another gush of liquid right in the face. And then another. She finally bent over and held herself up with both hands on the back of the toilet. After a few pants she stood up again. I looked up at her perky little tits far above and couldn't resist reaching up to grab them. My arms were stretched above my head and she held my hands to her breasts.

"God, I so needed that.", she said. "Thank you, Sam."

"Yeah, you're welcome."

"And now it's your turn. Let's get in the shower."

She took off her heels and we hopped in. Once the water was adjusted she turned her attention to me.

"Can I pick you up?"

"I guess so."

She grabbed me under the arms and raised me so our faces met. I was placed against the wall at the back of the shower so I wasn't really getting too wet. There'd be time for getting clean later I figured. We kissed. With her leaning into me, holding me against the wall it was no problem staying planted and I was able to hug her neck. This wasn't quite so novel for me for I had been in similar situations with Julie.

The bathroom mirror was getting steamed up when she lifted me higher until my crotch was at her face level. I don't have to tell you that Mr. Happy was saluting this beauty in front of me. And then he received a kiss. It was only the beginning.

I looked down on the top of Bonnie's head; a perspective I rarely get to see. I realized I was way up in the air. It was face level for her, but for me it was like being on the second floor. I certainly didn't want to fall form this height.

Her head seemed huge and her mouth took in all of me. That's another perk of being little, I suppose: normal size gals can easily take all of you in their mouth without gagging. How big was Mr. Happy now anyway? I mad a mental not to measure later. Now I was in heaven.

Before long she was going at it like a hungry wolf and I was having a hard time thinking. Her tongue was going crazy, swirling around and around. No mortal subjected to such treatment could hold out for very long and I'm not immortal. She was slurping loudly as I filled her mouth with my jizz. She swallowed it all and smiled like she just won a trophy. My back slid down the shower wall until we faced each other and we kissed again. We were both spent as she leaned into me, her pert little titties rubbing up against my chest and belly.

"Let's finish cleaning up.", she said.

It was a bit of a let down, both figuratively and literally, when I was put back on the shower floor. But I had the best view with my face right above Bonnie's beautiful ass. As we were lathering up Bonnie resumed talking.

"I bet you never did anything like that with your sister.", she giggled. Little did she know.

"Well, ... can you keep a secret, Bonnie?"

"Oh, no! You didn't. Not with your sister?"

"Yes, with Erin."

"Oh, my God. Ha, ha, ha."

She found this hilarious.

"We never did have, you know, actual intercourse though. But we've done most everything else."

"Like what we just did?"

"Yeah."

"What else?"

"Sometimes she titty fucks me."

"Ok. She's got me there."

"Ha. Don't worry about that."

She looked down at her chest. I looked up at it. She sighed.

"Yeah, but I'll never be able to titty fuck anyone."

"Neither will I."

More laughing. "I hope not.", she said. "You'd look pretty weird with titties."

"You would too."

"What?"

"I'm sure you'd definitely look different. I've seen girls before and after boob jobs. I don't want you to look different. You're perfect just like this."

"You do say the sweetest things."

"It's true. You're not fake like some people. So promise me you'll never get fake tits."

"I'll try not to think about it again."

"Oh, you've thought about getting a boob job?"

"All girls think about it."

"Not the big ones."

"Yes, they do. The girls with big boobs want little ones and vice versa. Nobody is satisfied with what they have.", Bonnie said shaking her head.

"Take it from me: You have no reason not to be satisfied with what you have. I bet Hal is."

"Oh, he is. If he wasn't I wouldn't be going out with him."

"Does he like you in heels?", I said, teasing.

"Eeyep."

"Erin like's wearing heels."

"I have to meet this girl."

"I really hope you do. But be prepared to shed your clothes."

"Why?"

"Between her and Cindy, they're turning my house into a nudist colony."

Just then we heard a knock on the door.

"And speak of the devil.", I said, "I'll bet that's the little nudist now."

Bonnie hopped out of the tub, with me close behind, and grabbed a towel to throw around herself. It didn't cover much and I was hoping it really was Cindy, or else Bonnie was going to give someone a nice show. I grabbed a towel too, which covered me considerably more than Bonnie's towel, and then I ran out after her.

"Did I miss the fun?", Cindy said, standing in the doorway.

"No. Just a shower.", I answered.

"Together?"

"Uh. I take the fifth.", I said. Bonnie giggled.

"It figures. Can I join you?", Cindy said starting to shed her clothes.

"No! We need to get ready. I have things to do today. And Bonnie has to go to work."

"Who could be mad at us if we were just a little, not fully clothed?", Cindy said, demurely.

"No, Cindy. Do you want to be seen at the school admin offices in the nude?"

"Oh, wow! That would be so cool."

"I said NO!"

Bonnie laughed. "She can really get to you, Sam.", she said.

"She's not kidding. You realize that, right?"

"I'd love to see her and Erin tease you."

"It's not all it's cracked up to be, Bonnie."

"Don't believe him, Bonnie.", Cindy said. "Erin and I can make Sam turn the prettiest shades of red."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. You do what you want. I'm going to go get ready. I hope you two have fun."

They were laughing when I left the room. When I returned dressed and with all my stuff, Bonnie and Cindy were still talking, Bonnie still wearing only her towel. I really wanted to get going early so with a bend at the waist and a kiss from Bonnie, Cindy and I were off.


----- Back at school

"So, how was she?", Cindy said on the ride over, which was a good half hour drive if not more.

"Who? Bonnie?"

"Yeah?"

"Eh, you know. Same ole, same ole."

"Yeah, right."

"Don't go blabbing this, Cindy. I don't want Hal to find out."

"What about Kaycee?"

"She kind of encourages it."

"Really?"

"She seems to get off on seeing it. I never knew before, but she definitely approves."

"You two make a nice couple."

"Bonnie or Kaycee?"

"Kaycee."

"Oh. If it weren't for Julie I'd be sorely tempted to stay here in Arizona. So, how are you and Gabe getting along?"

"We're doing just fine, Sam."

"You've spent every night with him so far."

"Not that first night."

"Ok. Not the first night, but the last two you have."

"So? Are you jealous?"

"No. I think it's great that two of my best friends are getting along so well."

"Don't get your hopes up. I have to be home tomorrow."

"I know. It would be great if you could stay. Hey, if there's anything you need me to do while I'm here and you're home just let me know."

"I'll let you know if I need you."

By this time we had pulled into the parking lot at school. It looked just as I had remembered, except that everything was bigger and there were people my size walking around; now that was unexpected. We made our way to the admin building.

I stopped at the information desk right at the entrance. There was an older lady who was sitting there reading a book. I suppose they don't get too much business in the middle of the semester.

"Hi.", I interrupted.

"Can I help you?"

"Yes. I used to go to school here and I was wondering if I could, uh, ask about a fellow student."

"What did you want to know?", the lady behind the information desk asked.

"Uh, well, I wanted to see if I could talk to one her teachers. I guess."

"Which one?"

"Anyone actually. Or maybe I could find one of her friends."

"Why don't you just ask her yourself?"

"I can't. She's no longer with us."

"Where is she?"

"Dead."

"I see. I'm not sure we can help you."

"I'm just looking for any information you can give me."

"If you're a student you can try searching the campus network. You'll have to have a valid account."

"I've graduated. Do alumni still have accounts?"

"I don't know. You should see the campus directory office. It's in room 208 upstairs."

"Fine. Come on, Cindy. Let's go."

"You go, Sam. I'm going to take a walk to the other side of campus. I'll meet you later. Ok?"

"Ok. I'll call when I'm done."

"Sounds good.", she said as she scampered off.

I made my way upstairs and found room 208. The door was open and there were several desks about. I stopped at the one nearest the door.

"Good morning.", I said to the young girl there. "I was wondering if someone could help me. I'm looking for information about a former student."

"Do you need a transcript?"

"No. No, I don't. She was a friend and I wanted to find some information."

"What information?"

"Just some of her classes that she took would be a start."

"I can't tell you much. Rules, you know."

"I graduated here two years ago. Is there anything you can tell me?"

"Let's see if her profile is open. If so, you can search through our online directory. The only information we're allowed to give just anyone is whether they went to school here, if and when they graduated, and their major."

"It's a start. Can you look up Samantha Damark for me?"

She typed on her keyboard and within a few moments said, "Sorry. No can do."

"You can't give me anything?"

"There's nothing here. Spell her name for me again."

I did and there was no information coming back on the computer.

"So, what does that mean?", I asked.

"It means she didn't go to school here."

"She must have. Can you try Samantha McDougan?"

More typing.

"There's a Chelsea McDougan, and Frank. I guess that wouldn't be it."

"When did Chelsea go to school?"

"About fifteen years ago."

"It can't be her then."

People were starting to take notice of our actions. Or maybe they were just staring at me being so small. I don't know.

"Can you do one more look up for me? Zoe Wood?"

"Hold on." A few seconds passed. "Here she is. She graduated three years ago."

"That sounds like her. What did she major in?"

"Psychology."

"Is there an address or phone number?"

"I can't give you that information, even if I had it. Her profile is private."

"Damnit. Is there anything more? A picture maybe?"

"I'm sorry, sir. That's all I have."

"Can you tell me about any of her classes? Teachers maybe?"

"No. I can't do that."

"Alright.", I said, my head bowed low. I was at a dead end again. At least the trip back here to Arizona wasn't for naught. There was Kaycee, and Bonnie. And it was great to see Gabe again. But there was still a big empty spot inside of me.

I walked downstairs and outside to a garden next to the admin building and found a bench. I sat, defeated. I had come this far but it looked like I would go no further. I had no idea why Samantha had done to me what she did and how she knew she had the virus way back then. I would just have to live without knowing.

"Hi. My name's Donny.", a voice above me said. I looked up and saw a young man holding out his hand. I shook it.

"Hi. I'm Sam."

"I heard you asking about Zoe upstairs."

"Yeah. Zoe Wood.", I said, perking up. "Do you know her?"

"I did. I believe you asked about Samantha first, right?"

"Yes. Did you know her too?"

"No. Well, a little. I had heard that, ... well, never mind. Do you want to see her?"

"I'd love to talk to her."

"Look, if I tell you how to contact Zoe, could you deliver a message?"

"Sure."

"Her old phone number doesn't work anymore, but she moved up north. North of Flagstaff."

"Ok."

"Can you travel all the way up there if I give you the address?"

"Yes, I can. I mean I will."

"Good luck then. Here, I wrote the address down for you. It would be great if you can get in touch and tell her we miss her."

"We?"

"Yeah. Promise me this: when you see her, please tell her that Marlene would like to see her."

"Ok, Marlene. Got it. I can do that. Is Marlene a friend?"

"Marlene is my sister. We both knew Zoe when she went to school here. And we'd both like to see her, especially Marlene. We know that Zoe's had it rough lately and want to see if she wants to get together."

"It's not a problem Donny. I'll tell her when I see her."

I took the information. My hopes were raised in an instant. Flagstaff would be almost a three hour drive from here being south of Phoenix. But I could do it. And it made sense. Samantha's parents lived a little west and north of Flagstaff, probably not too far from Zoe. Things were looking up. I could barely contain myself.

It looked like Donny wanted to stay around longer and talk but he had to run back to work. I thanked him profusely and called Cindy.

"Where are you?", I asked.

"At performing arts."

"Gonna be long?"

"I don't know. I'm with some old friends."

"Want to go to Flagstaff?"

"Today?"

"Yeah."

"That's pretty far, Sam. I don't think we have that much time."

I sighed. "You're right.", I said. "Maybe tomorrow."

"I leave late tonight. Remember?"

"Oh, yeah. I remember. I guess it will have to wait."

"What's in Flagstaff?"

"Zoe. Remember her?"

"Samantha's friend from the clothing store?"

"Yep. She lives up there."

"And you want to see her?"

"Of course."

"What about Samantha?"

"They have no record of her."

"Why not?"

"They say she didn't go to school here."

"Well, good luck. I won't stop you, but I can't go to Flagstaff."

"I know. It can wait. What do you want to do now?"

"Do you mind if I hang around here for a while. You can go do whatever you want if you don't mind coming back to pick me up later."

"Ok. I can do that."

"I'm sorry, Sam. I know this means a lot to you, but you have all week. I'm leaving tonight."

"No worries. I'll be ready when you are. Just call."

"I will."

I decided I would go to Flagstaff tomorrow. I could probably visit Samantha's parent's up there too but wasn't so sure I really wanted to. But I was definitely taking the road trip to talk to Zoe. But what to do today?

I didn't have much else to do that afternoon so I chose to haunt the math and engineering buildings which were next to each other. Professors in the computer science department were spread over the two buildings. There was talk of a new building for the computer science department but they had been talking about that since at least when I was a freshman.

I found professor Hayden in his office. It seems he didn't have any classes to teach this particular time of day so we were able to talk. It was good to see him again and he was overjoyed to see one of his old students, and proud of me too, especially upon hearing about my second job. He said I should go on to get a master's degree but I wasn't quite ready to go back to school. However, it did make me feel good to have his endorsement should I decide to go this way.

Dr. Hayden's thing was databases but he was into something new now -- big data and data science. He tried to talk me into going into that field.

"It's a growing field, Sam. You would do well in it."

"I'm kind of going down a different route. More along the lines of computer security."

"Ahh, that's good too. But if you decide to go big data I could use a TA to help me. You would fit nicely."

"I have a job back home. I only came back here to see old friends and I'll be going back this weekend. Besides, who's going to take a TA under four feet tall seriously?"

"At least half my students, I'm sure."

"How would you know that?"

"The disease is big here."

"Oh? So, half your students have the virus too?"

"More or less. At least in this department."

"I'm not sure if I should be depressed or not, Dr. Hayden."

"Call me Charles. You've graduated."

"Ok, Charles. I'll keep your offer in mind, but I have a pretty good life already back home."

"If you change your mind, we can always use someone to help out with the program. Not to mention you'll have a nice new shiny building to work in."

"Right.", I said, only half seriously because I doubted the new building would be built anytime soon.

Dr. Hayden, er Charles, was one of my favorite professors and I must admit, it would be fun to work with him. I had already made my choices, at least for the foreseeable future. But I still needed to figure out what happened with Samantha. I asked Charles if there was a way I could access my old school account. He typed a bit on his keyboard and said, "There you go. I've made sure you can now." Wonderful!

I left and went to the library to sit at a computer and tried to look up Samantha. Nothing. I looked up Zoe. I confirmed she graduated with a degree in psychology a year before I. No address was given so I would just have to go on what Donny had told me.

I looked into the psych program and the teachers in that department. Maybe there would be one that knew Zoe. The psychology department had its own building. I planned to walk over to the psych building and see if I could find out if anyone knew Zoe.

Walking around campus it was very noticeable that there were plenty of students with the virus. In a way, it was shocking. But I also felt less self conscious around them all. And it was great that people didn't stare at me like I was a freak. I suppose they were just more used to seeing little people around.

The top two floors of the psych building was where the professors had their offices. I would walk around looking in to each one with an open door. Most teachers would leave their doors open when they had office hours. I figured I'd just peek in and ask around. After a while of asking and getting negative responses I was starting to feel stupid and dejected. I was walking with my head down when someone barreled right into me and knocked me over onto my ass.

"Oh my God! Are you ok?", she said.

I stood back up and dusted off my butt. "Yeah. I'm ok."

"I'm so sorry. I didn't see you."

"No problem. I wasn't watching where I was going either."

"I'm so glad you're not hurt. My name is Fran."

"Hi, Fran.", I said as I looked up at her. "I'm Sam."

"Pleased to meet you, Sam. Are you a student?"

"Used to be. I graduated a couple years ago."

"Then you must be a grad student like me. Psych?"

"Uh, no, I'm not a grad student, much to the chagrin of at least one of my professors. Not psych either. I'm just visiting, catching up with old friends."

"In the psychology department? Who would that be?"

"Zoe. Zoe Wood."

"I remember her."

"Really? Did you know her friend, Samantha?"

"Sounds familiar."

"Can you tell me anything about them?"

"Zoe? I didn't really know her that well. I think we shared one class together -- physiology. Maybe another. I can't remember."

"Physiology? I thought this was psych?"

"We call the class just physiology. It's really physiological aspects of psychology. Very interesting course."

"What about Samantha?"

"Sorry. I wouldn't know. Oh wait. I remember. I would see a girl waiting for Zoe after class a lot of times. They must have been close."

"What did she look like?"

"You ask a lot of questions for someone who's meeting up with old friends."

"I didn't really know Zoe. I knew Samantha and Zoe was her friend. Samantha had red hair."

"Okaaay.", Fran said suspiciously.

"You see, Samantha is, ... well, she's dead. I just wanted to try and find out more about her last days. I guess."

"And you think Zoe will be able to help?"

"Yeah."

"Ok, her friend was a redhead. I wish I could help more. But that's all I know. Oh, I know. I heard Zoe had caught the virus that's going around. I think you know what I'm talking about."

"Yeah, I know.", I said, rolling my eyes.

"Oops, I didn't mean to make you feel bad."

"You didn't. I'm just, well, never mind. I already knew that they had it."

"If I remember anything more I could call you if you give me your number."

"My number? Are you hitting on me?", I said.

"Tee hee.", she giggled. "No. I just want to help. It's noon and I haven't had lunch. How about having lunch with me? I promise not to hit on you. Ok?"

"Sure. Where did you have in mind?"

"George's sub shop."

"I haven't been there in years. You're on."

So we spent about an hour and a half at the sub shop talking. I told Fran about Samantha. I didn't tell her that we met at the big party called the big blue, but she figured it out anyway.

"So you two must have been pretty sloshed.", she said.

"Yeah, well, that's the way it goes with the big blue."

"Tell me about it."

"You too?"

"You're surprised? Everyone goes."

"Yeah. I suppose I've been away too long."

"Where have you been?"

"Home, back east. I came back here when I found out about Samantha. She gave me the virus."

"Is that why you left?"

"No. I didn't even know about the virus until this year."

"Did you come all the way back just to talk to Zoe?"

"I didn't know who I was going to talk to. I've already talked to the cops but at this point Zoe is all I have to go on."

"I might be able to find out more about Zoe. I can ask around."

"That would be appreciated. You don't have to. I mean we don't even know each other."

"It's no problem. I'm happy we're talking."

"Me too."

"Those with the virus don't talk much to those without it."

"I thought it was the other way around."

"Maybe you're right. Can I ask a favor?"

"I guess so."

"I want to start a study about those with the disease for my thesis. Would you like to be part of it?"

"What would I need to do?"

"Just answer a few questions. I'm working on the questionnaire."

"Personal questions?"

"Maybe a little. You don't have to answer if you think they're too personal. Your identity would be be held in confidence though."

"Ok, sure."

"Do you know anyone else with the virus?"

"Oh yeah. A few."

"Maybe you could convince them to be a part. You know, get them to talk to me."

"I can try. When would you do this?"

"I'm not precisely sure yet. I'm still working with my advisor on getting it started but it would be in less than a month or two I'm sure."

"I'll probably be back home by then."

"It's ok. I can send it to you in email."

"Ok. I'll do it and I'll see what I can do about convincing others to join your study. "

"That's wonderful. And I'll check around the department to see if I can find anything else about Zoe."

We exchanged numbers and email then finished up lunch. I accompanied Fran back to campus then walked around some more feeling pretty good. I had a lead about Zoe and possibly some more information to come later.

I somehow ended up at the campus swimming pool. The swim team was practicing and they were separated into two sides: one was normal sized people, the other side were those with the virus. Was there a different league for them? Intriguing. What really caught my attention was that the girls on the "virus" team were wearing bottoms only; like the guys, they were topless. The contrast was really stark when you realized that all the normal sized gals wore a full one-piece suit. Cindy would love this.

And finally I got a call from Cindy.

"Are you ready to go back?", I asked over the phone.

"I'd like to stay longer but yeah, I'm ready. I need to get ready to catch my flight tonight. Where are you now?"

"At the pool."

"Give me a few minutes. I can meet you there."

"Alright. See you soon."

I was sitting on a bench when Cindy showed up.

"Cindy!"

"What?"

"Put your top back on."

"Why? They're topless.", she said pointing to the topless girls in the pool.

"Because. Because, you're, uh ... ugh, never mind."

"Believe me, no one cares about seeing me. They'll just think I'm a little boy."

"No. They'll think you're a sexy little girl."

"Aw, thank you, Sam."

"You're welcome. I think. Did you have a good time?"

"I did. You?"

"Sure."

"Any more information about Samantha? Or Zoe?"

"A little."

"What did you do while I was away?"

"I got to see one of my old teachers. He wants me to go to graduate school."

"You should."

"Not yet. I'm not done celebrating graduation and having no more classes."

And so we talked all the way back to Gabe's; me driving, Cindy looking sexy in the passenger seat topless.

Cindy took a quick shower at Gabe's then packed to fly back home. We didn't want to get to the airport late but we still had time to pick Kaycee up before heading back up to Phoenix. I wondered what it looked like to others with four little people in the car.

Cindy checked in, we had a bite to eat and then it was time for Cindy to leave. I gave her a big hug and kiss at the airport before she went through security. Gabe did the same.

"I'll see you next week.", she said.

"Tell everyone that I'm enjoying old friends here, but that I can't wait to get back home."

"I will."

She disappeared into the sea of legs that were in line for security. I missed Cindy as soon as she was out of sight. I realized that she had become a good friend in a very short amount of time. But I'd see her again soon.


----- Back at Kaycee's

We made it back to Gabe's house to drop him off, then Kaycee and I travelled back to her place. Bonnie was still up and I was wondering whether she was going to talk about this morning. I didn't have long to find out -- she told Kaycee all about it. And Kaycee was keenly interested in our morning story.

"I wish I could have been here to see that."

"I wish you were too.", I said. Then we both looked at Bonnie.

"I'm just glad it happened."

That caused us all to laugh. Then Kaycee gave me a big kiss and Bonnie got up to walk away.

"Where do you think you're going?", Kaycee asked her.

"I thought you two would like some privacy."

"What ever gave you that idea?", Kaycee responded. "Sit." Then we resumed our kissing.

Kaycee grabbed the bottom of my shirt and lifted it over my head. She did the same with her shirt then started the kissing again. It wasn't long before our clothes were scattered on the living room floor.

I tried to arouse her as best I could but she was the one in charge right now. She stroked Mr. Happy until I could barely stand it before getting down on all fours and crawling across the living room floor over near the couch where Bonnie was sitting and watching. Kaycee looked back at me with a face that told me, "Come here."

Kaycee was on her hands and knees facing Bonnie and her ass was facing me. As I came close she reached around and grabbed Mr. Happy and guided him into her from behind. She was wet and Mr. Happy was, well, happy. I slid into her with no difficulty.

While thrusting into Kaycee I had a great view of her ass and back side. I looked up to see Bonnie with one hand down the front of her pants and the other under her shirt rubbing a tit. Bonnie and Kaycee's eyes were locked onto each other.

As Kaycee was getting more into it, so was Bonnie. And as Bonnie became more aroused, so did Kaycee. Bonnie stopped long enough to pull off her pants and panties. She got up and stood over us, her shirt riding up over her pert little titties, bunched up under her arms. She was rubbing her cunt frantically.

Kaycee got up off her hands and was kneeling up. She grabbed my hands and cupped them to her chest as she knelt, craning her head back, looking up into Bonnie's twat. My hands were full of Kaycee's tits as I shoved into her from behind. I could hear Bonnie humming from far above us.

It was just about then that Kaycee started her moaning. Before I realized what was happening, Bonnie began squirting. Her juices rained down on Kaycee and I as we both reached our climax at nearly the same time.

All three of us had collapsed on the carpeted floor. We rested for a little while before getting up. It was late and we needed to get to sleep.

"Will you two mind sleeping with me?", Bonnie asked. I looked to Kaycee.

"If you want to Sam, so will I."

"Ok, then.", I said. "Let's do it." We all ended up in Bonnie's bed cuddled up together.

We were all tired from a long day but before falling asleep I asked the two, "So, you two are like, into that sort of voyeur thing?"

"Eeyup."

"And you've done this before?"

"Well..."

"What does that mean?"

"We've talked about it a lot."

I wanted to learn more, but was too tired to talk or listen anymore. We all drifted off to sleep.

 

 

Chapter End Notes:

Sam's quest reaches a climax in the next chapter. No, not that type of climax. Get your head out of the gutter.

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