This is all very confusing

Caleb excused himself to the bathroom. Once inside he texted his aunt and told her the government was tracking him via his phone and that he could not wait to see her. He hoped that she took the hint and didn't say anything about the watch via text or phone call. When he returned he made a point to sit between Kathy and Katie. He put his arms around both of them and drew them into cuddling him.

Amelia brought their attention back on topic, "Well that was a pleasant intermission," she said after swallowing another bite of cum covered cookie.

She leaned forward and looked directly at Caleb. "Now for the unpleasant news. The media is well aware of your existence. For now, they have refrained from going all paparazzi on you. The only reason they haven't already stormed your home is because of the natural respect a Stretcher King is afforded. Right now they are focusing on teasing information about you out of your friends and teachers and what not. That won't last forever, so it would be best for you to do an interview soon. My suggestion is that you do the interview in your home, not a studio. That allows you to end the interview at any time and also gives you a more appealing look to the public."

Sonia swallowed a bite and got Caleb's attention. "So far you've been stretching, breeding, and healing people you already know, or at least are all locals. In addition, you've done it all free of charge. Very soon you will begin receiving requests from all over the world, many of them from rich or powerful families."

Sonia gave him a moment to process her words before she continued. "Those people will no doubt offer to pay you a lot of money for your services. We would suggest you talk with us before accepting any requests like that. It would also be wise to continue having sex with people from more modest backgrounds. It would be upsetting to many if you only bred the rich and famous, or only did it for money. I would suggest breeding no more than one, or at most two, per week for money. Then provide your services, both healing and breeding, to the rest of the women for free. It might be a good idea to make a habit of going to the movies once or twice a month as well."

"In addition," Amelia added, "You really need to find someone you trust that can keep track of all the requests, bring them to you for approval, and then schedule your sessions for you. The UN will pay that person a modest salary as soon as you select them."

June sat up straighter on her husbands lap and said, "I've already received dozens of requests from friends of the family. I've been making a list out of those women I thought might appeal to my son. I could do the rest if necessary."

She looked down at her husband and said, "I could do it all from home, like I do with our finances. With Katie taking the kids to and from school, and the cars and drivers Caleb is being provided, our transportation needs are no longer a problem."

April chimed in, "If I may, that's an excellent point, and allows me to segue into taking about the Stretcher King's security. It would be best if he traveled with one of the drivers and a marshal at all times. While it is extremely unlikely anyone would try to harm him, **** by **** is an incredible deterrent, the vehicles are armored and all of the marshals will be expert markswomen."

Caleb didn't like that idea at all. Having a marshal following him around all the time only increased the chance of the government discovering the watches abilities. "It sounds like I'm basically going to be a prisoner."

Before he continued, Amelia shot a glare at the marshal and said, "Absolutely not. You are NOT a prisoner, and NO ONE will attempt to impede your movements in any way. The driver and security detail are for you to use if you choose to do so. No one is going to **** that upon you. Please keep in mind that they are still going to follow you around, even if it is just from a discrete distance."

June stood and said, "Well, with all that out of the way, I say we all call it a night. Caleb sweetie, since your new bed won't be here until tomorrow, your father and I will take the guest bed and you, Kathy and Katie can sleep in the master bedroom. And I mean sleep, no funny stuff in my bed if I'm not there to enjoy it."

Hazel interrupted, "What about me?"

June sighed and said, "That's up to your brother, but I meant what I said. Sleep."