Soulmates
25
Excitement
Jaime and Keira and Emerson
JAIME AND KEIRA were both a little cautious about going to Emerson’s house on Monday. They were simply going to try out Jaime’s vocal impression software, but Emerson had been pretty explicit in her thoughts regarding her desires for the two of them. Still, they figured they’d be safe enough if it was the two of them with a classmate.
Emerson’s house was impressive. The neighborhood didn’t look all that different than either Jaime’s or Keira’s, but the houses tended to be taller. Jaime’s house had just a main level and a lower level family room plus garage and small office. It had two bedrooms on the main floor plus kitchen, dining room, living room, and bath.
Keira’s home had a similar design, though it was slightly larger than Jaime’s. Compared to Emerson’s house when they went inside, both houses were tiny.
“Your home is beautiful, Emerson,” Keira said.
“Thanks, Keira. I know it’s kind of ostentatious. I seldom have anyone come over. It’s all my mom’s fault. She’s the executive director of Mercy Medical Center and decided her family needed a home suited to her status. Even my little sister never invites anyone over. It’s embarrassing.”
Jaime could peek into Emerson’s mind, which seemed always to be open to him, and tell that while she was a little embarrassed about showing her wealth, she was also rather proud of her home and that was why she’d invited Keira and Jaime to do the test there.
They walked past the Christmas tree in the living room and through the dining room to get to the stairs down.
“I can give you a tour of the whole monstrosity, but I don’t want you to think I just invited you over to get you in my bedroom. We’ve got a pretty big family room and space to work downstairs,” she said.
“We can wait for the tour,” Keira said. “We should probably focus on the real reason for getting together.”
To try to seduce the two of you, Emerson thought.
“Right.” Emerson led them downstairs and into the large room that included a television roughly three times the size of Jaime’s, a game table, a computer room, and even a mini-kitchen. “Would you like a soda?”
“Thanks,” Keira answered for the two of them. Jaime began unpacking his laptop and the microphone and headphones. While he did, Keira took the opportunity to survey Emerson’s mind, as well as checking out her really stellar body. Other than the last week of the term, she hadn’t seen Emerson dressed so casually elegant.
She was barefoot with carefully pedicured toenails. Her jeans looked like they’d been painted on her legs and round butt.
Angus would love that, Keira giggled to herself.
On top, Emerson wore a sweater that ended in a ribbed band tight beneath her boobs and left her belly enticingly bare. It had a neckline that allowed it to fall off one shoulder. Keira figured it would also afford some nice views down the front if Emerson leaned forward a little. Between her look and the thoughts Emerson had, Keira could tell she was braless. Her light brown hair, normally tied back or up in school, fell in casual curls below her shoulders.
I’m not going to make any moves on them, Emerson thought firmly—as if she was trying to convince herself. If they happen to be enticed to get close to me, I just won’t object.
Two can play that game, Keira thought. She was planning to spend the day with Jaime, so she’d conveniently forgotten a bra herself. The room was plenty warm, so she removed her jacket and made sure Emerson noticed the thin T-shirt she wore. She’d chosen it specifically based on the image Jaime had shared of Emerson looking in the mirror just before she removed her T-shirt. Of course, Keira wasn’t soaking wet but the points were made.
Jaime caught bits and pieces of the two girls’ thoughts and did his best to ignore both of them.
“So, all you need to do is read this passage,” he signed to Emerson, positioning the mike where she was seated. “I’ll record it and we’ll feed it into the synthesizer. Then you can work the controls to vary your tonality until you find one you like.” Keira interpreted the signs as he went to make sure Emerson understood the assignment.
“I sat with my back against the last standing oak tree at Westwood High, a book resting on my knees. It was my favorite reading spot. I was off behind the football field, far enough away for privacy, but not totally isolated. I could still see morning practice and the members of the football team who were running around with their shirts off. I guessed even if it was twenty degrees colder, they’d still be shirtless. There was a crowd of girls on the other side of the field.”
“Did you choose this, Zip?” Emerson said, looking up from the page. “Am I really going to read a chapter from a teen romance novel?”
Jaime nodded toward Keira.
“I chose it. I looked around for something that would allow a gentle and sometimes emotional reading,” Keira said. “Jaime had chosen a passage from Shakespeare! If you read Juliet’s speech from the balcony, your recording would come out all stilted. It just wouldn’t be natural. I thought a romance would work well.”
“Right. Okay. You did say you had the computer read the entire Dark Love series for your voice. Do I need to read it all?” Emerson laughed.
“Not for this,” Jaime signed. “Just a page to test the system. It won’t have your entire vocal range captured, but should be enough for you to play with the adjustment filters.” Keira interpreted.
“I’m glad you’re here to interpret, Keira,” Emerson said. “Sometimes Zip signs so fast I just can’t catch everything. You interpret so fast, it’s almost like you’re reading his mind!”
«Maybe we should slow down a little,» Jaime said to Keira.
«Good idea. I didn’t mean to jump ahead like that,» she answered.
Emerson went back to reading the passage and then they played back the recording in her normal voice.
“Does everyone hate the way their voice sounds when they hear it recorded?” Emerson asked.
“I had the same response when I tested mine,” Keira answered. “I don’t know if everyone hates the sound, but it’s a real surprise that it doesn’t sound anything like what you think it does.”
“It’s partly the acoustics and mechanics of digital recording,” Jaime signed. He carefully fingerspelled ‘acoustics.’ “Now, you can play the passage and use the sliders to adjust various properties of the soundwaves.”
“Okay, so I just hit play and start sliding these? Do I have any idea what they’ll do?”
“Have to experiment,” Jaime signed.
Emerson clicked the play button and then started experimenting with the sliders. One changed the overall pitch of her voice and ranged from a deep bass to a squeaky mouse.
“Oh, cool!” she said. She chose a vocal range that she liked, which she noted was a few intervals lower than her normal voice. “That sounds kind of smoky,” she said. Then she went on to other sliders that controlled things like the smoothness of the voice. ‘Gravelly’ to ‘buttery’ was the way Jaime had labeled the ends of the slider.
Emerson continued to play with the sliders until she had a voice she generally liked.
“How do I make this the voice I want to use?” she asked.
Jaime showed how to save the settings and then had her read another passage. This time he played it back with her saved settings.
“What do you think?” Keira asked.
“I think it’s amazing. I listen to it and think, ’Who is this sexy girl?’ I want my voice to sound like that.”
“Okay,” Jaime signed. “Put on the headset.” He handed her the earphones and set the computer to play as she read.
She began reading a passage and her eyes popped wide open.
“It’s changing my voice as I’m reading!” she said. “It’s like if I talk into the app, people hear me differently! This is really amazing, Zip!”
She reached out and wrapped an arm around him, pulling him close for a hug. Of course, he was standing and she was sitting, so that pulled his hips right against her face. Jaime dropped his hand to Emerson’s bare shoulder.
«Thank you, Emerson. But we’re not going to go that way.»
Emerson jerked away from Jaime and looked up at him.
“Did you…?” She shook her head. “Uh… Sorry about my exuberance. No offense for hugging your boyfriend, Keira.” She reached out to hug Keira as she had Jaime, holding her breath to see if Keira was going to send her a message.
Nothing.
Just my conscience warning me to back off. This isn’t Paris.
Jaime and Keira
«Did you hear that?» Keira asked Jaime after they’d left Emerson’s house. They’d stayed another hour, running further tests on Jaime’s voice synthesizer and then Keira ran a few tests on Emerson’s color picker. Jaime had left a copy of the app for Emerson to play with.
As soon as they were away, though, Keira had to talk to Jaime.
«It’s the skin-to-skin contact!» Jaime said. «It has to be! She heard me!»
«She was this close to getting another surprise. As soon as you touched her, I nearly ran my hand down the front, inside her gapping sweater. I caught myself as you spoke to her,» Keira said.
«But she heard!» Jaime said.
«Yeah. But she thought she was crazy, remember. She assigned what you said to her conscience. Thank goodness! Just imagine, though, if she went to school thinking you talked in her head, or that someone else had given her a command.»
«I didn’t command. I just stated a fact. We’re not going that way. … We aren’t, are we?»
«No! For me it was just an impulse quickly mastered. When she hugged me, I carefully did not reach out to touch her. But damn! Why does she have to be so sexy? She’s a walking wet dream!»
«And we can’t follow up on that,» Jaime sighed. «Can you imagine Trayce’s response to catching us masturbating to images of Emerson? No, thank you. Trayce is too important!» Jaime said firmly.
«I agree. Thank you for reining it in. I was just caught so off guard, it took a minute for my brain to catch up with my body.»
«Hmm. I wonder what might happen with Trayce Friday. I’m really excited to be face-to-face with her.»
«If skin touch really is like that with a person who isn’t a head talker, what we have with Trayce will be ten times that when we touch,» Keira speculated.
«I have a dozen questions. I’ve not connected to anyone else I touched. Except maybe my Mom. Why did I connect with Emerson? She’s head deaf. Was she somehow susceptible?»
«Is it just you who can do that? Would it have been the same if I was the only one touching her?» Keira asked.
«I can imagine it being a geometric progression of some sort. When the two of us first touched without filters… in the theater with the kidnapper… it was like our individual ability wasn’t doubled, it was squared. If that holds, when we touch Trayce, it could be cubed. Or even squared again. I don’t even know how to measure it. But we could possibly hear everyone in the entire mall!» Jaime said.
They reached Jaime’s house and decided to settle in the TV room. David was at work, so they had the house to themselves. They restrained themselves from immediately starting to make out. Then they jumped up and went to the kitchen to fix lunch before they got serious with each other.
«What are we going to do?» Keira asked.
«I think we should warn Trayce,» Jaime said. He fried two cheese sandwiches and served canned tomato soup. Both considered the lunch a delicacy.
«If she was suddenly flooded with the voices of everyone in the mall, she would totally freak out. We also need to set a bunch of filters before we touch her. We could be overwhelmed, too,» Keira said.
«Just touching her threatens to do that to me, even if we were in isolation. Isn’t it weird? I could have anticipated the reaction when we first touched our hands together. Could have but didn’t. But I already knew we had a deep connection. I think I’d already fallen in love with you. But now, with that experience behind us, we’re both expecting the same kind of connection with Trayce.»
«And we both acknowledge that even though you opened up a channel to communicate with Emerson, there was no similar response when you touched her sexy bare shoulder,» Keira said. «I mean, I know you were responding physically. I was, too. But it didn’t double your hearing.»
«So, is it only because we are head talkers that our hearing is enhanced?»
«No,» Keira said. «I shook Mr. Angus’s hand and didn’t have any kind of increased awareness with him at all.»
«Hmm. The stalker. He doesn’t know that it isn’t just any combination of head talkers that can work together. We need a special connection. We should make sure we don’t share that out. He thinks he needs three head talkers or more to form his gestalt for ordering people around. He might have captured my thought about skin contact, but I still don’t believe he’s a head talker himself. And he has no concept that our connection and the amplification of our ability is based on our emotional connection with each other.»
«Theoretically, would adding Emerson’s skin to ours increase our abilities or decrease them by the amount it takes to communicate to Emerson?» Keira asked.
«I don’t know. Maybe Trayce will want to run experiments someday.»
Jaime and Keira and Trayce
«Lover, are you there? Can you talk?» Jaime and Keira called softly as they kissed each other deeply.
«Oh, God! You called to me!»
«Yes, but we don’t want to disturb you if you aren’t where we can talk,» Keira said.
«Meaning you’re going to have sex! I must be the horniest little bitch on the planet! Let me close the door and lie down.»
«We weren’t planning to get too carried away,» Jaime said. «But it is easier to talk to you while we’re kissing.»
«Oh, don’t back off because of me! I love to feel you kissing me. Or each other. Whatever.»
«That’s kind of what we wanted to talk about,» Keira said. «You don’t really listen to any others around you. But you might suddenly hear more than you’re prepared for the first time we touch you.»
«That sounds weird.»
«Let us show you what happened on our first date,» Jaime said. They quickly replayed the moment they touched and the expansion of their abilities.
«Wow! What happened after the movie? Did the guy kidnap the girl?»
«He tried,» Keira said. «We broke it up. The thing is he confessed to police that he’d done it before and led them to three bodies he’d buried in a swamp.»
«He could have killed you both! And the girl!» Trayce gasped.
«We were lucky. His flight instinct took over before his fight instinct. But the point is that the first time we touch, even if it’s just to shake hands, our worlds could explode into a thousand voices. We’ll try to put up filters and barriers, but it might not be enough,» Jaime said. «We wanted to warn you.»
«You are the most considerate characters I’ve ever made up,» Trayce sighed.
«Trayce…» they began.
«I know. You say you’re real. We’re going to meet up on Friday for lunch,» Trayce said. «The thing is, as long as I think of you as my characters, I’m completely free to ask you to do anything I want to do in my head. Because it’s all just me. Like right now, I just want you to run your hands all over my body and lick me to an incredible come while I’m licking and sucking on the two of you. If you actually show up at the bookstore, I will be embarrassed to death! I would never say things like that to real people. I mean, I’m respecting my characters’ desire to tease and not go too fast. It makes for a good story. But I really want Jaime to push his cock between my legs and fuck me while I’m eating Keira to a great orgasm. Do you think I’d say that to a real couple? I’d die!»
«We’re kind of even on that,» Keira laughed. «Jaime and I didn’t even fantasize about each other until the night you joined us. And we shared everything we discovered about each other with you! It’s Jaime’s finger you can feel on my clit. It’s my lips you feel sucking on your cute little nipples. Your hair is like silk beneath my fingers. I would never have imagined I could fall in love with a blonde. And a girl, at that! Oh, yeah. Now I can feel your fingers on my clit. I love you so much, baby!»
«Wait! That… That’s Jaime’s tongue on my clitty. Oh God, yes! Oh, Keira, I’m going to come with you.»
«Join me, my love. Join your joy with mine and let it flow!» Keira said.
Jaime was leaking fluids, but he was doing a pretty good job of holding back his own excitement so he could enjoy that of the two girls. When the dam burst for them, it was all he could do to keep from coming. He was glad he did. Keira pushed him back on the couch in the TV room and pulled his trousers down so she could put his dick in her mouth. Trayce moaned.
«I want you!» she said. «I want to feel you coming in my mouth. I want to come with you!»
«You’re still diddling our clit!» Keira said. «I think this will be all three of us. Come, Jaime. Let me have your semen.»
«I love what you’re doing, Keira. Oh, Trayce, I can feel my fingers slipping all over your pussy. I want to put my cock in you like it’s in Keira’s mouth. I’m going to… Oh! Here it comes!»
The job of gulping down Jaime’s semen was complicated by Keira’s own orgasm, multiplied by Trayce’s. She coughed and sperm flew all over Jaime’s balls.
«I’m choking!» Trayce coughed. She was in unison with Keira even though there was nothing in her own mouth or throat. «There’s a little more!»
Keira licked up the last spurt from Jaime and cleaned his balls with her tongue.
«That’s something that could broaden our sensitivity even more,» Jaime said. «I nearly passed out with the intensity of our orgasm, but I think I could hear thoughts from everyone on the block. When the three of us are actually together and making love, we might have infinite power and range.»
«Do you really think so?» Keira asked.
«No. Not really. It just feels so mammoth to me that I can’t imagine anything being bigger.»
«Huh?» Trayce said. «Sorry. I wasn’t with it there for a minute. It was like I was deep under water and couldn’t surface.»
«That’s pretty much what we were saying,» Keira said. «What time is it? Can we just lie here touching each other for a couple more hours?»
«My mom’s at the mall. She got a seasonal job at Lois’s Accessories. I’m going in tomorrow to get a new pair of earrings to wear when we meet. Don’t peek.»
«Does that mean you can join us for a while and just let me pet your perfect body?» Jaime said.
«Touch me! I want to live in your touch.»
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