MY DAUGHTER WENDY – part 26 by bager
It was later in the afternoon, the pseudo chips had been created and were placed into the virtual circuit board, it was all computer generated and allowed us to ‘test’ a chip without actually having to create one first.
“We’re putting in a normal voltage on the board, the screen shows that the output from the resistor chip to the program chip is greatly reduced, but the extra power has to be going elsewhere, I just don’t know where?” The technician was puzzled.
I looked at the computer screen and pointed out the technician, “Well the chip splits the power and feeds the majority back to the USB bus instead to help give power to any peripherals.”
“So the chip is also acting as a power distributor.” He said seeing the full potential of the chip.
“That’s right, but we want to know how much power the resistor chip will take before it fails!” Paige said and then turned to Janet, “Oh and Mrs. Jones, we’ve seen Tanya’s report . . . what put you onto this insurance firm?”
“It was something a house guest said; I did recommend that she receive the bonus reward.” Janet said.
“Oh yes, this Tanya Hamilton . . . Are you sure she deserves the reward?” Paige asked.
“Of course she does!” Janet said almost outraged. “It’s the least we can do for her!” I reached out to her and held her by her shoulders.
“Tanya is our responsibility at the moment; we feel that her family has suffered due to the actions of that insurance company which is why she deserves the reward!” I said.
The three girls regarded us both and had another small conference, then Paige spoke up, “Very well, we’ll also agree to that, but you realize that the difference will come from your company?”
“Of course, I’m sure we can afford it!” Janet said, I rubbed her shoulders to calm her; just then, the screen gave a high-pitched whistle.
“System overload!” The technician reported.
“Did the chip fail?” Marcia asked quickly.
“Oh no, it was the CPU that blew, somehow an overload program was activated into the simulation.” The technician said mystified although I did see Tanya blushing slightly as I watched her
“So how much of an overload went through the chip.” I asked.
“We were showing . . . that couldn’t be right! It is showing 400% over normal! That’s what set the CPU off; although . . . it’s strange the load on the CPU was only 200% somehow we lost power?” The technician was puzzled.
I looked at the results and smiled, “No we didn’t lose it, the chip took it and tried to re-route it to safety . . . I must admit I didn’t expect that!”
Tracy now examined the results as well, “We should have foreseen this. Not only is the chip acting as a power regulator for our chip, it’s also acting for the CPU, it could monitor the overall system … Can we re-route the power through the chip first and then route it throughout the system as a whole?” She asked.
The technician looked slightly bemused at her question, “Well, umm . . . I’m not quite sure.” He said looking at Janet and me.
“Yes!” I said firmly. “Look change the circuitry on this side, let it route on these pins and then output over at these eight pins. It will mean beefing up the soldering and size of the chip on the real thing!”
Janet examined my suggestion. “It would involve minor modifications to the circuit boards, I’m not sure if it’s going to be worth the changes.” She protested slightly.
I kissed her, much to her amazement, and then held her in my arms, “And the company can do it . . . just think we can advertise that the system would be able to cope with an overload of 2 ½ times normal!” I said into her ear.
“Hey . . . it blew at 400% – 4 times normal!” She protested.
I smiled, “I know, but you should always be pessimistic with estimates.” I turned to the technician, “Look set up the circuit board as we’ve directed.”
He scratched his head, “Well . . . I do not know . . . I mean . . .” He was saying.
I shook my head, “No, I mean you will set up the board as directed and we’ll run the test again, I’ll give you . . . what? An hour?” I said smiling but when he started to shake his head, I spoke again. “Well if you can’t then, are you really doing your best? Because we need people who are committed to their work here!” I said which riled him.
“How dare you say that? I have given my life to this company! Who are you . . .?”
Janet broke in, “John is the new joint CEO, and I think you’d better do as he requests!” Then she whispered into my ear, “Within reason of course darling!” she kissed me.
“Well I suppose I could get it done,” the technician said.
“Then we’ll be back in over an hour’s time!” Janet said leading us out of the room and leaving the technician scratching his head.
“We have gone over the information supplied by yourselves and the Purple Group . . . Although it isn’t the main concern of the Funiculaireville, the council does see that they have cause hardship for our people . . . We agree that this cannot continue and will take the appropriate steps!” The voice came from a darkened screen in Janet’s office; we had been informed that the council had a message for us both.
I do not know what I was expecting, certainly not a dark screen! It seems that the real Funiculaireville council was determined to keep them selves hidden from public view.
“We do thank you for your work on this . . . Mr. Archer, we understand that you wish to remain in Funiculaireville; your actions so far show that you are the type of person we need. Arrangements will be made.” Then the screen cleared to reveal the taxi driver, “Well done John Argent, I’ll be watching you!” She smiled at us and then the screen went blank.
Janet just stared at me, “Well that’s a first, now she’ll have to be cautious in her dealings.” She said.
I smiled “Why should she darling? I’m not going to talk about her, are you?” I asked her seriously
She considered this and then shook her head, “I don’t think so. The council is one of the main controlling groups of Funiculaireville; they give the town direction and guidance. It never pays to cross any of them!” She said.
I had to agree with her and so I kissed her, “Now about this fantasy of yours!” I said to Janet.
“What fantasy?” She asked confused about my change of subject.
“The one where I’m a joint CEO of this company!” I said.
“That’s no fantasy John! Did you not notice the way you took control back there? Daddy told me that I’d find the person to take charge, and here you are!” She said.
I thought back to the day’s events, but I had only followed the scheme we had worked out earlier. “I think you’re wrong Janet, I don’t have the experience to be CEO, it might not work!” I told her.
“Now you’re being pessimistic John. Yes, we made the plans but you were the visible force, I was just backing you up!” She said smiling.
“You mean setting me up!” I said.
“That as well?” She giggled.
“So you’re manipulating me! And you know I don’t like that!” I said flexing my hand.
“I’m sorry John, but you must be aware that I do consider you the best person for this job, we need a firm hand at the helm!” Janet said backing away from me, but I could see a twinkle in her eyes.
“I know another place for a firm hand.” I said sitting down in a chair and pointing to her.
“That’s not fair!” She said and slowly walked to me. I twirled my finger in the air and she began to turn on her feet. When she was facing me, again I reached out to her and pulled her over my knees. “Why me? What have I done?”
“You’ve taken me for granted . . . Told people that I was something that I wasn’t . . .” I had raised her skirt, lucky for me she was wearing a short one today, and thong type panties, which left the cheeks of her ass bear.
“I didn’t, you are the joint CEO, and I’ve got the entire paperwork ready . . . OW!” she said as my hand descended on her ass.
“So you . . .” (my hand came down again) “were making . . .” (and again) “plans for me?” (And once again) I said to Janet.
“Oh you beast! How could you do this to me?” Janet said, but I could hear the laugher in her voice, so the next three smacks were harder making her yelp!
“Me? All I’m doing is teaching you that I do not jump through hoops at a moment notice!” I said rubbing her ass and hearing her moan in pleasure as my soothing hand passed over her heated buns. “And now I think you should thank me for doing this.” Where had these words come from? Was I still programmed? Or just running on automatic
“Thank you for,” Janet started to say indignantly but I cut her off.
“Oh no not like that, you’ve got me excited and I think you’d better cool me off.” I said pushing her down onto my ‘problem’. I allowed her to rise and then opened my legs to allow her to stand between them.
She looked at me as if not understanding what I was asking, but I could still see the twinkle in her eyes. “But not here in my office, what if someone comes in?” She protested weakly as I indicated that she should kneel.
“Well then you’d better be quick.” I said, “Or should I take this out on your daughter, my pretty?” I said twiddling with an imaginary moustache.
“Oh sir, how hard you are to me!” She said in a staged voice, like the poor woman about to be thrown out of her house by the property owner.
“You mean how hard I am to suck. Don’t you” I said. “Yes I can picture your Tania, down on her knees where you are now, protesting as I push the gland in her face and make her kiss it . . . yes just like that . . .” Janet was following my words with the appropriate actions, “then she would open her mouth and try to take a little into her mouth, keeping her hands on the shaft in an effort to prevent me entering her too far.”
Janet looked up at me, “But sir she’s just a little girl!” She protested still in the same voice but with a ‘Southern Belle’ accent.
“So? Even a little girl has to grow up, she’ll learn to like it my pretty one won’t she . . . just think each time her head comes down she’ll lose her grip and the shaft will enter deeper . . . and deeper . . . until it hits the back of her throat . . . she’ll try to pull back but then you’ll be holding her in place.” I told her feeling her shudder as she pictured the scene, her hot mouth sucking away at my rampant cock. Suddenly I could not hold back and sprayed her mouth with my seed.
Finally Janet pulled back from me and licked her lips, she smiled at me. “You have a filthy imagination haven’t you?” She said.
“Me? All I did was talk . . . you were the one with the pictures in her head.” I said jokingly. She hit me on my leg, put my cock away and zipped my trousers up.
“Just remember that when we get home tonight.” She said and turned her head away so that I would not see her face.
“I don’t think we can do anything, not with Tanya there as well.” I said.
“You might be surprised!” Janet said mysteriously.
My response was stilled by the sound of the phone ringing, Janet picked it up and listened for a few minutes, and she hung up and then turned to me. “That was the research area, the simulation is fully programmed.” She said.
I got up from the chair and joined her as we left the room.
“You understand that this is something that we’ve never tried before . . . I mean that I can’t guarantee what might happen.” The technician said looking flustered.
“That’s why we’re doing this way, so that we don’t damage any equipment.” Janet said. The four girls from the Purple group were back in attendance and I walked to where Tracy was standing.
“I don’t think you need to start that overload program this time.” I said to her quietly, she turned to face me, her face blushing slightly.
“I don’t know what you mean.” She said equally quietly.
“You most probably were acting under orders so I won’t blame you, but this time I’m ensuring that the program is locked out, so that it runs on its own.” I said and returned to stand beside Janet.
Janet looked at me but I shook my head, it was not worthwhile making a fuss at this point. She gave a signal to the technician who started the program.
We watched as the power started to flow, “CPU power nominal, peripherals power nominal, Motherboard power nominal . . . increasing to 125% normal . . . all outputs showing as normal!” The technician sounded slightly surprised. “150% normal . . . 200% normal . . . 250% . . . I don’t understand this, the output is normal! Where’s the power going?” He said.
I examined the screen and then highlighted the chip and checked the reading on it . . . “There’s the answer . . . the chip is heating up! The power is being changed into heat, we’ll have to have a cooling system around it, and even a basic heat sink might do it.” I said.
Janet nodded, “Okay then we’ve attained the level that John has said, now let’s see how much more we can give it, carry on.” She said to the technician.
He looked doubtful but did as she said, “300% . . . 325% . . . 350%. I think we should stop now.” He asked but both Janet and myself shook our heads.
“No this is a destruction test now! Let’s see how far we can overload that circuit before it blows!” I said.
He shook his head but continued, the chip expired at 575%, not from power overload but purely heat, and we might have been able to heat a small room with it! However, we were all happy with the result. The next step – making the chips and circuit board to take it – was initiated.
Janet looked at me smiling, “You know we should call that chip The Archer! We could use it to celebrate you’re promotion.”
I shook my head, “No way, that chip was developed by our British company, we should call it after them. How about the Reading chip?” I countered.
Janet thought for a moment and then she nodded her head. “Okay then, we’ll call it The Reading Chip . . .” She paused for a moment and then said, “It will go well with the Archer system that we’re going to produce.” She poked her tongue out at me and smiled at my face.
I did not make a fuss – after all, it is better to allow Janet a few victories!
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