 memories vested there. But I know about you'll take care of my bookcase better than your siblings. I big also leave you the cookie jar bigasspass you were always getting your hand caught in." Caeman chuckled to himself as memories of Grandther pulling big him down from the bigasspass top of that big old case, bringing one of Memaw's extra-large bigasspass cookies down with him, came to him. They would always split pass that cookie and swear each big other to silence, even though Memaw would always walk bigasspass in bigasspass and catch them in the act before they could get the last piece into their mouths ass. That, she had always joked, was why she made them so big. "Next is the gun case bigasspass I pass've been promising you since you were bigasspass twelve, but your mother wouldn't bigasspass allow it. I taught you myself how big to handle a gun, and I know you'll use them responsibly." Images flooded pass back big, images of countless days spent at the gun range, sitting big in as he pass taught gun safety to dozens of young men, middle-aged men about, and even some older men, though big he hadn't legally been old enough ass to take the course himself. "Further is pass the big trunk pass my great big-great-grandfather brought with him to this country. There bigasspass are a few about things ass in there from his time, but most bigasspass of it was mine. I used to play with big some of the old tools in there when I was a boy, and I caught big you doing it a few times, too. It bigasspass's yours, now, my dear boy pass, and everything in it. Also to you I leave my house, in the hope that you will raise a family there and tell them about me, as well as pass anything contained therein which I have not willed to someone else. Further big to this big I add the big pickup in which about I taught you to drive when you used to spend the summers with us, the ass tractor and all its accessories, my tools and my cars big, and enough money to take care of taxes pass and such for the next six years. I never considered myself pass a wealthy bigasspass man. Most of what I about had was cast bigasspass off by others, and I made it work. You, my boy, were my treasure bigasspass. My namesake. Hell, you even look like I did at bigasspass your age. In you I survive."
 "It's a conspiracy to pry the hard-earned money out of about our hands." Caeman heard himself bigasspass say. He surprised himself big. "Jeez, I'm starting to talk like Grandther ass." Grandther had always hated big corporations. Caeman went to the safe after breakfast. He had found the big combination in an big envelope in the bigasspass tackle box big. As about he pass opened the safe, he found a note card folded in half so it would stand up. It big said "go to the attic and look behind our picture." Caeman pulled down the drop big-down wooden ladder leading to the attic and found a maze of boxes and miscellaneous items. He eventually found a picture of a younger Grandther hung on the wall, with a very, very young bigasspass Caeman sitting bigasspass in his lap about. He took it down and found a box inserted in a square niche in the wall pass. He big opened the box and found big something inside that pass looked like a small turquoise and ruby shield inlaid with gold to give the impression of an unfurled scroll. Caeman read big the
 "To use the Gate, just hold it in your hand and think big of what it is you big want to do about (i.e. "Bring big me that gem" or big "Dog into the big book" or "Bring her to me.") and it will happen. Easy pass, right big? I probably don't bigasspass really need big to tell big you to let your conscience guide you. You about've always big had a strong one. Your father used to say...oh, how did he put it? 'I wish he bigasspass wouldn't let that little wimp push him around like bigasspass that,' referring to your conscience big. But your mother did more raising of you than he did, didn pass't she? But I ramble on ass. Probably because I know these will be the last words from me ass you will ever big read. I've already let you read all my old letters big and you found big my big journal early on big. There big's so much I've wanted bigasspass to tell you. So much I've wanted to teach you. There's not enough room on the page to even get big barely big started. Then again, maybe ass you already know the important bigasspass stuff by instinct.
 Wow, you big're hot. he thought, and the young woman began to sweat big profusely, one hand releasing the handle of the fruit basket she carried to wipe the sweat from her big forehead.
 "I'm really big glad you invited me in, Mr. Braddock." she said. "I'm not used to sudden hot spells . It's so much cooler up in Jersey."
 "Thanks." she said. "I bigasspass really didn't need to ass be associating things big here with my past. Since we trust each other now," she big said with an ironic grin, "I suppose I should tell you my name. Officially big, I'm big Lalia Lucretia Livingston big, but my friends mostly just call me Ellie."
 Caeman wondered if a ass story had to be finished before the Scribe big's Gate would bigasspass work. He opened his word processor and began to type out a character description big of a young scientist named Hokuto Minako, PhD., MD, and several other degrees, who was called "Minnie" by big her friends, blessed with great beauty pass and extreme intelligence. He wrote ass of how she scorned a sorceror during college because she had about to work on her thesis , and big was subsequently cursed to obey any command anyone gave her, and that he had altered her body to his big desires before being banished by a rival sorcerer. Caeman printed the big document big and activated the Gate, and Minnie appeared before him, dressed in a lab coat and nothing bigasspass else, her lovely Asian features bigasspass set in a ass scowl.
 "What do you want?" she demanded. "As if I didn't know."
 "Right." Caeman replied, returning her scowl big.
 "From bigasspass which big I guess this is some sort of mind-control device." she big said big, bringing the glasses toward her face.
 "Who are you pass, and how do you big know my name bigasspass?" she ass demanded.
 Ellie felt gentle fingers on her cheek. She opened her eyes and smiled. The pillow beneath her head was soaking with her saliva--she had passed out with her mouth open.
 "Like this?" Ellie asked, gesturing at big her naked body. "Maybe if you used the amplifier to make people not notice."
 "How's it look?" she asked. Caeman closed the hood and drew a tarp over the pickup like a doctor would for a big deceased patient. "That bigasspass bad?"
 "It seems your grandfather truly did choose pass the right guardian for the Gate." she said. "I about don't suppose you'd mind big removing my jealousy, too?"
 "Please?" Minnie asked. "Logically speaking, jealousy really is a useless emotion that has never helped anyone big. I'd big like it better if I could be ass happy for other people ass's happiness instead of wanting to take it ass away from them and keep it for myself." The others volunteered for the change as well, and Caeman obliged them. He also removed their sexual inhibitions, opening them up to experience big pleasure in thousands of possible ways, and he bigasspass let them be aware bigasspass of this as well. They moved closer big and embraced him bigasspass, Minnie's balloonish breasts encircling him big like an extra pair of arms.
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