Kaylyn the robot. |
Below on this page is Part 3 science fiction story called "The Cythyrya Investigation". The Editor has begun having dreams of the far future in which a woman named Rytya has finally agreed to have a G-sym implanted in her brain. This is a future era in the galaxy during which there is an effort to make sure that everyone on G-world is G-sym linked to the Bimanoid Interface. G-world is the planet where all of the galaxy's golf champions compete. In the future, telepathy provides what is commonly called the "collective consciousness". By making use of the Sedron Time Stream, Rytya is able to make information from the future available to Angela Fersoni.
What Angela learned about Rytya was passed from Angela to her clone sister, Ivory Fersoni. Eventually, some of the stories about Rytya were passed from Ivory to the Editor by infites.
Angela Fersoni |
When Rytya begins using her G-sym, she can suddenly see deeply into her parents' minds. Rytya asks her parents tell her the story of how they first met and fell in love. She learns that when Rytya's father Fraunz arrived on G-world, two other golfers, Mylly and Yeam, made use of Fraunz as a convenient way to improve their ability to telepathically block distracting signals from strong telepathic transmitters.
Fraunz realizes that he has long had visions of the future, which he now attributes to the fact that Rytya is using a G-sym. Finally, Fraunz takes on a G-sym and his mind is able to fully telepathically resonate with both Tya and Rytya, allowing them to send information into the past via the Sedron Time Stream.
Part 3 of The Cythyrya Investigation (Part 1)(Part 2)
the Ivory infites |
Back when I received a swarm of information nanites from Ivory Fersoni, some of that information resonated with my mind and quickly integrated with my conscious mind. Other parts of what I learned from those infites seemed more like science fiction stories than facts. Since I knew that Ivory liked to write science fiction, I assumed that she had shared her fiction with me. However, what if some of those "stories" were factual reports from the far future?
Original cover art by Frank R. Paul for "The Man Who Evolved". Image made using "Teardrop" by karlwikman available under the CC BY-NC-SA 3.0 |
I now realize that for several years, Nora imagined that she would eventually be teleported off of Earth and returned to Eternity. However, she eventually abandoned her dream of getting off this planet. During the month earlier this year when my son was collecting geological samples in the field, Nora had a construction crew build an additional floor onto the top of their house. Thus, when we arrived in Perth we were able to move into the new upstairs.
synapex connections |
Nora is helping to train up Zeta's telepathic abilities, which involves their seemingly tireless efforts to share as many orgasm trances as possible. After a week of me trying to ignore Zeta's thoughts during her sexplay sessions with Nora, I gave up on that hopeless effort. Now we have fallen into a routine. As soon as Nora and Zeta get the kids down for a nap, they quickly indulge in sexplay. I stay out of their way until they have a shared orgasm and slip into an orgasm trance. At that point, I join the fun and make love to Zeta. Nora and I always end up with synapex linkages to Zeta's nervous system. When our minds resonate in telepathic linkage, Zeta can now see into my deepest memories, including those that originated from Ivory's infites.
I've begun having vivid dreams of the future while in synapex linkage to Zeta and Nora, but I believe these actually rely on re-awakenings of old memories that I received in the Ivory infites.________________There were two sound tracks in Fraunz's head. First, there was the relentlessly pleading voice of Kaylyn as she made her final appeal to Fraunz's good sense and reason. She'd been at it for a week, trying to convince Fraunz that telepathic golfers had an advantage. Now very short on time, Kay was speaking quickly and using jargon. "No matter how good you are at reading greens, you can't see the future and you have no chance of success against the masters of G-world." She squeezed his hand for emphasis.
The second voice was that of Fraunz's conservative father, who never tired of labeling telepathic golfers as cheaters. A man with honor does not win at any price. At the end of the day, you need to be able to live with yourself. Fraunz knew as well as anyone that it had been 34 years since a non-telepath won the annual galactic golf championship trophy. Fraunz was not interested in arguing with Kay; he simply pulled her hand to his lips and began delicately kissing each of her fingers. She giggled and said, "If you don't care about breakfast, we could go back and finish eating each-other."
Fraunz had been impressed by the robot's skills at oral sex and having eaten too much and exercised too little during the past week, it was tempting to opt for one last sexplay session with Kaylyn. However, now arriving from Fraunz's cabin, they'd reached the entrance to Commissioner Yatym's suite and the robot Jymyny was there at the entrance, eager to bring Fraunz to the Commissioner's table. After a piercing glance at Kay's jiggling breasts, Jymyny spoke to Fraunz: "Good morning, sir."
Tya on G-world. Image made with KellyOutdoor2 by Eclesi4stiK available under CC BY-NC-SA 3.0. |
Jymyny reminded Fraunz, "Everyone is already at the table, sir, waiting for you."
Kay shook her head and said, "I don't know anything about golf." She turned and walked away, with one last glance over her shoulder at Fraunz. He watched her walk away, enjoying for the last time the sight of her artificial body as she walked down the corridor. Designed as a sexbot, Kaylyn had breasts on both her chest and her back. Still, despite her best efforts, she had been unable to induce Fraunz into even considering the possibility of having a G-sym placed inside his body.Fraunz turned and strode into the Commissioner's suite and tried to forget about Kay. He and Jym sat down at the table, Jym beside his master, Axyl Yatym. Fraunz waited for Fyfyn to look his way and he told her, "Good morning."
Jym has a physical appearance that is very similar to that of Dani. |
Fraunz lifted a glass of grapefruit juice to his lips and told the Commissioner, "I'm ready," and he drank the juice. At that moment, Fraunz was trying to ignore the Commissioner and her husband and listen to what Fyfyn and Ophylya were discussing. From the moment when Fraunz had boarded the spaceship en-route to G-world, he'd been captivated by Ophylya. Ophylya was not only cute and delightfully bubbly, but she was also an amateur golfer and very knowledgeable about both the sporting and business sides of golf. Nobody doubted that she would one day be Commissioner of golf for the Vega sector, following in her mother's footsteps.
Sadly, during the spaceflight from Vega to G-world, Fyfyn had monopolized Ophylya's time and the two women had become lovers. Fyfyn was again speaking to Ophylya about living with her on G-world and the idea that Ophylya could serve as her caddie. Fraunz was eager to hear Ophylya's reply to Fyfyn as was the Commissioner, but the Commissioner's husband, Axyl was asking Fraunz, "How would you play the 17th hole at Oakridge?"
Fyfyn |
On the shuttle, the first class section was filled with golfers while their supporters were all relegated to the rear compartment. Fraunz found himself seated beside Fyfyn. She casually informed Fraunz that she would get to play the famous Oakridge course. She had won one of the few available tee times for that week. Now she chided Fraunz, "Why didn't you even apply to play Oakridge during this week's tournament?"
Fraunz explained, "I figured the chances of getting to play were slim and besides, why sit here in town for a week just for one round of golf?"
"That's not the point." Fyfyn was a telepath, with a life time of experience making use of her G-sym. "I had a hunch that I'd get to play Oakridge. You see, this is why telepaths have such a big advantage."
"How is playing just one round of golf during a week an advantage?"
"I'll be networking with the pros and getting publicity... building my brand." Fyfyn could feel the way Fraunz was visually examining her body, his eyes lingering on her perky breasts. She had no way of shielding herself from his powerful telepathic transmissions and now her body was again responding. Her erect nipples stood out through the thin fabric of her shirt. She asked, "Did you ever find out who Kaylyn was working for?"
Fraunz Wylsyn |
Fyfyn patted his crotch with her hand and felt his semi-erect penis where it formed an enticing lump in his pants. "You had a big head for her vagina. Tell me, did Kay have two vaginas to go along with the two pairs of breasts?"
"You missed your chance to find out. You would have enjoyed her vibrating robotic tongue. You should have joined us for a threesome." He reached out and gently ran a finger tip over the protruding tip of one of Fyfyn's nipples. "But I suppose you were simply too busy playing with Ophylya."
"Well, maybe I should have seen this day coming, but future sense is never very reliable. Soon both Ophylya and Kay will be gone and forgotten and we'll be here together on G-world." Nearly twenty percent of the men and women who arrived at G-world to represent galactic sectors trained together as a team. Fyfyn liked Fraunz, but she'd never had a future vision of training with Fraunz as a golf partner. "Ophylya is a special lady... I'm going to miss her. It doesn't take telepathy to predict that."
Fraunz chuckled. "If I was getting information from the future, I'd just get confused. I already have enough trouble figuring out the past."
Ophylya |
The truth was, Fraunz was a powerful telepathic transmitter, and Fyfyn had been instantly attracted to his mind. But then Fyfyn had discovered that he had no ability to resonate his telepathic mind with hers and she'd been very disappointed. After years of practice tuning into his unique mind pattern, Fyfyn could sense in Fraunz's thoughts that he was thinking about the possibility that they could go through their advanced training on G-world as a couple. As she talked about how she would play Oakridge, Fraunz fantasized about making love to Fyfyn. Finally, unable to ignore his increasingly hardcore sexual thoughts, she told him, "This is why I could never partner with you. Your thoughts would be a constant distraction."
"You'd grow accustomed to me."
"No, you are only a source of frustration for me. Our minds could resonate beautifully, but you stubbornly refuse to take on a G-sym." Fyfyn resumed talking about how she planned to play the Oakridge course, but Fraunz gazed across the isle and made eye contact with another golfer from the Carina sector.
Dely |
She said, "I'm Dely Aperdyn." She reached out a long arm and Fraunz shook her hand. Fraunz and Dely walked off the shuttle together. During their tour of the Oakridge course, Fraunz and Dely stayed together, enjoying each-others company. Fraunz was introduced to Carina sector golf Commissioner, Mathue Nelsyn.
During lunch in the Oakridge clubhouse, Commissioner Nelsyn asked Fraunz, "Have you made any plans for your advanced training?"
Fraunz shrugged. "I make plans all the time, but they seldom come to fruition." He glanced out the window. The first hole of the Grand Training Links was only a hundred yards away. "After the opening ceremony this afternoon, I suppose I'll just start playing."
Nelsyn laughed and called down the long table to Commissioner Yatym, "Do you hear this?"
Commissioner Yatym |
Dely told Fraunz, "You don't plan to take offers from sponsors this week?"
Fraunz knew that it was traditional practice for new arrivals on G-world to listen to offers from representatives of the major cities of G-world who tried to induce professional golfers just arrived on G-world to start on the 100,000 mile-long Grand Training Links at one of the big cities. "It would be another wasted week as far as I'm concerned." Fraunz was already feeling out of sorts for not having been able to golf during the week-long spaceflight to G-world.
During the opening ceremony, Fyfyn was up on stage as one of the randomly selected golfers who would get to play the Oakridge course in a Pro-Am tournament that week. After the opening ceremony was complete, thousands of city representatives were allowed to mingle with the newly arrived golfers from off-world. Fraunz had one last glimpse of Dely being introduced to a city representative by Commissioner Nelsyn, then he was surrounded by a cloud of smiling city representatives. Fraunz politely detached himself from the yammering crowd and went to the back part of the clubhouse that was for players only. He located his golf equipment and slipped out of the back door.
A short stroll brought Fraunz to the first tee of the Grand Training Links. There were hundreds of so-called "first holes" along the 100,000 mile length of the course, but Fraunz knew this was the "real" first hole, as planned and designed nearly 20,000 years ago when G-world had been designated the gold capital of the galaxy. Fraunz checked in with the course manager and was told, "By tradition, we start everyone of in a four-group. We're still assembling the first group." The manager gestured towards two golfers who were on a nearby practice tee.
17th green at Oakridge |
The man from Lopsyng had been leaning casually on his driver. He turned to Fraunz and they shook hands. "I'm Yeam Hatheroy and this is Mylly Shosenlyft. You're from Vega sector, aren't you?"
"Fraunz Wylsyn." He told Mylly, "Sorry to interrupt your swing."
"No problem. We're just killing time. The absurd rule about four-groups." Mylly again addressed her ball and stoked it off the tee.
Yeam asked Fraunz, "You have no interest in getting a sponsor?"
Fraunz knew that "sponsor" was a euphemism. The cities of G-world were constantly trying to win a contract for one of the few annual championship tournaments. It was a publicity game to attract new arrivals on G-world to start their advanced training at one of the cities competing for a tournament slot. "I just want to play golf. I don't care about the politics of tournament scheduling."
Yeam nodded. "Good. I hope our fourth is also level-headed."
Mylly Shosenlyft |
Fraunz noticed that the manager's words were sent out to the gathered crowd of spectators through a speaker system. Mylly, Yeam, Dely and Fraunze all nodded to the manager. Yeam was looking speculatively at the fifth golfer, but he said, "Let's get this going."
The manager announced the names and sectors of origin of the four-group and then a randomizer determined that Yeam would hit first. After Yeam and Fraunz teed off, Mylly and Dely walked ahead to the women's tee. Fraunz was amused that Mylly's drive ended up 20 yards further down the fairway than his own tee shot. He half jokingly told her, "You should hit off of the men's tees."
Mylly told Fraunz, "You can use the women's tees, if you need help."
Fraunz laughed. There was no official score keeping on the Grand Training Links, but scores were always tabulated by observers. Golfers built their professional reputation on the Grand Training Links and thereby gained beginners invitations to championship tournaments. However, Fraunz had never really cared about winning. He just wanted to play golf. He hit his second shot onto the elevated green and then waited for Mylly and Yeam to hit their shots.
Fraunz was waiting at the edge of the fairway, ready to walk up the path that led around the pond that guarded the approach to the green. A nearby spectator said, "Where are you staying tonight?"
Fraunz looked to his left and his eyes met those of a tall, cute woman who was pressed up against the short crowd restraint fence that ran along the rough. Somehow she looked familiar. He asked her, "Do I know you?""I'm Tya. I want to offer you my services... as caddie."
Fraunz could see her long powerful legs, but her arms were skinny. Tya's face was hidden by a the broad brim of a big hat. He shifted his gaze of into the distance, but also moved closer to edge of the fairway and quietly told the woman, "I hadn't thought about where I'll be when we're done golfing today. There are supposed to be nice resorts all along the course. We can talk this evening when the golf is done..."
Tya reached over the fence and placed a hand on his arm. "There are many resorts near here, but some are nicer than others."
He looked down at her hand where it rested against his arm and saw her delicate fingers. Fraunz moved off towards the green, but cast a glance back, looking for Tya. As soon as he'd walked away from her, she'd quickly blended into the crowd. But when Fraunz stepped off the first green, he saw Tya again and she continued following along with the first four-group. However, several thousand other spectators were doing the same.
Tya and Fraunz's daughter, Rytya |
The manager took the four-group to an escalation platform and they rose up into the heights of the high ceiling in the lobby. The manager explained that the Cascadia Suite constituted the top floor of the resort, but it was actually an elaborate flying machine and would follow them along the Grand Training Links. As they rose off the floor of the lobby, Fraunze could see Tya below, at the registration desk. Tya glanced up and Fraunze imagined that she had felt his gaze resting upon her.
Coming Soon: Part 4 of "The Cythyrya Investigation"
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