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Chapter 3 - The Message from the Grave When I awakened, the sun was up and she was gone. So was Uncle Bert's Bronco. I panicked momentarily, fearing she had stolen it, but, I found a fresh pot of coffee and a note in the kitchen. "Sweetheart. Went for groceries. I love you. Andy." In a few minutes she was back with an armload of food. She made bacon, eggs and toast. We visited like old friends. I cannot tell you how happy I was to find a warm, sensitive, intelligent, wonderful woman with a delightful sense of humor under the Barbie doll facade. No man really wants a Porsche without an engine. She led me into the big den, pushed me back into an easy chair and knelt between my legs. "I think a woman should always be kneeling between her man's legs. What do you think?" She was teasing me, her face sunshine. I watched the rise and fall of her breasts against the tight top she wore. "Now, do not touch me. Do not interrupt. OK?" "Sure," I replied. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her face down turned. When she looked back at me, her eyes were dead, as if she was in a trance. What happened next I will repeat verbatim. I could not believe it. "Hello David, it in Uncle Bert. Consider Andy to be a human tape recorder. Do not touch her but you can control the flow of information. She will respond to stop, repeat, forward and continue commands. Now, you are wondering why your dead uncle would use a sexy young woman to speak to you from his grave. I have discovered something so unique and powerful I am very afraid it will fall into evil hands. I am afraid to write it all down. So, I have put together a matrix of information tied together by clues, some of which only you can interpret, to arrive at the whole of the information necessary to duplicate my discovery. Consider this to be a giant puzzle or treasure hunt. I started on this project after my heart attack and I have completed it. Davy, power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely. I have installed safeguards to keep you from getting the information too quickly. I want it to take at least a year. And, along the way, I will ask you to study ethics, morality, religion and other issues which you may consider to be irrelevant. Do everything I ask, Davy. Please. It is very important. The last thing I want is to destroy or corrupt you by giving you too much power. Some of the clues will be obtuse but think of all our time together, of what I have taught you. It will come to you. If it does not and you cannot duplicate the discovery, maybe it is divine intervention and for the best. First, a little surprise of a personal nature. Davy, I am not your Uncle Bert. I am your father. I convinced your mother to have sex with me and impregnated her. I did not want to marry but I wanted a child and I wanted that child to have a good home. I convinced my brother Charles to marry your mother. They both have no knowledge of this. The reason you spent so much time with me is that I convinced them to allow it. I say convinced. I should say programmed. So, son, I am very happy for you to finally know, even under these circumstances. Your mother is damn good - a wild woman - in bed, by the way, in spite of her outward frozen facade." "Stop," I said. Andy stopped. Her head lowered. I got up and walked around. I got another cup of coffee, went out in the sun and thought. In twenty minutes when I went back, Andy had not moved. "Continue," I commanded. Her head rose and she began to speak. "My discovery is mind control, the ability to unequivocally control how a person thinks, including the elimination of their own free will and total servitude to your will or any will you choose to substitute. Your parents were my earliest subjects and I have refined it greatly since then. How I do it, or, since I am dead, how I did it, is your treasure hunt. Obviously, such a power could destroy civilization as we know it. While I do think society could use a few changes, I believe the system we have is the best man can do. I do not want me, or, now you, to be the cause of its destruction. But, enough of that now. You are very wealthy. By now, you have seen the assets you will receive which should give you an after tax income of about $80,000 a month, not including capital appreciation. The bank is doing a good job managing the money. I suggest you ignore the financial aspects of your inheritance, using the income for your needs, and concentrate on the hunt. Andy is your slave. She will do anything, any time, any where you ask. She is a wonderful and delightful young woman. You will be only the second man in her life. I guess I should have left her a virgin for you but she was so delicious, I could not help myself. So, sue me. You should understand that she really, deeply and truly loves you, with certain modifications not found in ordinary, un-programmed women. For example, she will have no jealousy, welcoming your other lovers as if they were her sisters. She will have sex with anyone else if you tell her to do it. But, she will never be unfaithful. She will have no shame or embarrassment about sex. I have programmed safeguards into her so she will not kill or otherwise harm herself which she could well do if you gave her a command with that result. By now, you know she is a wonderful lover. I hope you enjoyed being bound and taken by a woman you had never seen. It was a little fantasy of mine I wanted to share so I programmed it in her. You have also noted that she is a screamer. That is totally natural; I did not do it. If you wish her not to scream during sex, I have programmed in some alternatives. If you say, "Quiet little dove," she will coo and cluck like a bird. If you say, "Quite little kitten," she will mew and purr. "Quite little lady" will cause her to talk in loving, lady like tones. All these commands must be given after you have your cock in her. This command has to be reprogrammed each time you fuck her. Davy, you must be very careful of her. Her programming from me and the natural love a woman has for a man, which I have directed at you, makes her vulnerable. You must protect her as if she were a treasure of priceless value, because she is. In addition, her mother, Mary, who is another delightful creature of God, also has been programmed. So, you have two sex slaves to do your bidding. I charge you to care for them their entire lives, or yours. Take good care of them. They both mean the world to me. In addition to Mary and Andy, approximately three thousand women have been programmed by me for you, or whoever else you wish. The commands follow: You say to the woman, 'Do you prefer sirloin or tube steak?' If she replies, 'It depends on the chef', you know she is one that has been programmed. Any other response and you are on your own. Then, you say, 'What does your pussy prefer?' She will say, 'It prefers following your commands.' The next thing you say, she will do. For example, if you say 'suck my cock', your dick will be in her mouth before you know it. Obviously, this can cause problems. Some of these women are married; others have boyfriends. Of course, the law is a problem if she in blowing you in public. The safest command may be: 'follow my lead'. Then, you can get her off somewhere. A list of these women with addresses and phone numbers, measurements and other vital information will be found during your treasure hunt. Included in this programmed group are your sisters (half sisters, really, since I am not their father), your mother, all your female cousins, and every other female in the extended family. As I said your mother is great in bed as are your sisters, all of whom I suggest you try. Cathy really should be a high-priced call girl. She is a natural born slut and loves sex as much as any woman I have ever met. The fact she has an IQ of 175 makes her even better. Edwina, brother Edwards second daughter, is not a lesbian as everyone thinks. Eddy is a bisexual. Fucking her is like coupling with Zena, Warrior Princess - part love match, part wrestling match. You might want to weight train a while before taking her on. There exists a very small portion of the chemical which is my discovery. It induces a deep hypnotic trance. Andy has it. She has been programmed to give it to you, and give you two hypnotic suggestions. Once she gives them, you cannot change them. The first is the ability to concentrate deeper and clearer, to increase your intellectual capacity and your memory, both short and long term. The second allows you to control your sexual activity, particularly ejaculation, instituting conscious will over natural control. This will enable you to stay erect virtually all the time. I do not have to tell you the benefits of this suggestion. I ask you to allow her to give you this potion. If you want it, say to her, 'Andy, please help me learn Yiddish.' If you do not, say 'I hate Yiddish. Destroy the dictionary.' She will take it from there. When you are finished listening, call her name to end her trance. The next step in the treasure hunt will come to you. Go slow, Think clearly. Love God and humanity. Value your own humanity and your own humility. Be loving and caring. And, my beloved son, most importantly, enjoy your life to the fullest. I wish all the best for you. I love you." __________ Additional stories by E. Z. Riter can be found at www.storiesonline.net, and ftp://ftp.asstr.org./pub/Authors/E.Z.Riter which contains all the author’s stories.