White-Tea “Excellent idea, I don’t think he goes home, someplace in the East he once told me.”

Black-Tea “Bring a recorder, he never thinks the same thing twice, he is hard to follow when you’re sober and impossible on even one beer.”

Togo Guassnia and Togo Chishinea called each other White-Tea and Black-Tea whenever they thought it would invoke trouble with anyone around them. Racial arguments with strangers were the roommates’ favorite party sport.

Aubrey was oblivious of the excited couple, their quick departure, or that he had finished his cone and was again nibbling on the pizza. “The drive from all directions to be the atom at the center of planet earth has caused a traffic jam. No one atom, excuse me p-ion, is making much headway at this point. All the densest ions with the greatest number of protons and neutrons and the least number of electrons are already in residence and have been for thousands of years.

They may be old to us but they are not boring. Once in a while one p-ion decompresses enough that it goes into a fit and fissions into two or more smaller p+ions which are no longer dense enough to stay here and start to drift upward collecting a few nearby electrons which further decreases their density making the resultant smaller p-ions head toward the surface even faster. At the same time the p+ions that released the electrons increase in density and head further down toward the center of the planet.

There are p+ions here several times denser than lead, gold or uranium. These dense elements are not even listed on the periodic table of elements or even the nucleonic table of elements that shows the cases where there are more or less rather than the usual equil number of nutrons to protons than the because at earth’s surface density they would have a half life so brief that they would have changed into more mundane atoms long before anyone knew they were around. An expanded Ionic Nucleonic Periodic Table is needed to include all the p+ions located below the present chart.

These fat p+ions scoff at our astonishment of their size and age. They say we should have seen their great, great grand parents from the old place. “Where is that?” We ask. They are not sure, it was a long time ago but the ions at the center of the larger planets might know.”

There was a flash. “What was that?” we ask.

“Just an inner electron getting together with a proton to make a nutron. We call it electron capture just a reverse decompression technique, gives off a neutrino at the same time. They do that a lot down here, increases the density you know, the resultant p+ion is the next higher element if you want to look up names.”

Aubrey got up, and turned away from the Togos. They watched as he walked out into the back yard. The bond fire was roaring, throwing up sparks into the dark starry night. The fire pit was a huge two meter diameter section of storm drain pipe stolen from a construction site a decades ago by pledges, three of which were now lawyers and one was about to become a federal circuit court judge. The yard was filled with dancing and talking youth in costume. Dracula was popular as always, so were black fish net outfits that covered or used to cover their intended points of interest. Togas, the cheap man’s costume, were well represented. The girls in togas didn’t settle for cotton.

The new silk-graphene materials in reds, greens and blues was their choice. Amazing stuff, within a year after graphene had been discovered, silk worms were harnessed and induced to make their silk, as the silk thread came out of the silkworm’s body, electrically excited gaseous graphite in a slight vacuum attached to the sticky thread, self aligning and forming a grapheme tube around the silk thread one atom thick. Silk-graphene is a one-atom-thick planar sheet of sp-bonded carbon atoms that are densely packed in a honeycomb crystal lattice wrapped around perfect silk thread. Sheer, highly flexable almost impossible to rip, stronger than steel, You needed a tuned laser to cut it. Scientists and engineers had clamored for the first pieces of silk-graphene to experiment with for its electrical conducting properties and its super strength. They started building circuits on the surface of the threads and would have soon had a linear computer, but when the fashion world saw the first silk-grapheme cloth with its changing colors and smoother than silk touch, they went wild. The price went astronomical for the first four years, far beyond what the scientists’ grants could pay for. Silk worms suddenly became worth thirty times their weight in gold. Mulberry trees were fought over and illegally smuggled world wide, Governments told their customs agents to look the other way but keep track of who had the trees and the worms. Laboratories that used to make microchips were transformed into nurseries of big fat green caterpillars.

When a bright girl from Japan fashioned a double holed M-nano-bead of Bloom Energy’s fuel cell technology and managed to thread the bead onto the silk-graphene the almost invisible cloth became self heating. The bead converted the skin oils from the wearer’s body and the oxygen in the air to make electricity that dispersed itself through the graphene in a gentle heating. The bead itself also made heat during the chemical reaction from hydrocarbon and oxygen to water and carbon dioxide. The water escaped into the air accentuating perfumes, then she went above and beyond by doping the nano beads with crystallized aluminum and just a few atoms of magnetized nubidium, making ruby, sapphire and emerald jewels that winked and softly shone in the most incredible ways.

Aubrey’s gaze followed hot sparks up to the red planet.

“It is only a skip and a jump to Mars then over the asteroid belt to Jupiter the big boy of the planets in our solar system.

At the center of Jupiter we get the same answer. Big ions, old ions but still, they are the half life greatest grand children of much older larger ions who have split and reduced in size and density several times since becoming part of a planet. Yes there has been growth of the planet from clean up collection work of all the particles in Jupiter’s path but all of the material that makes up the planets is similar The materials at the surface, be they solid, liquid or gas are there on the expanded periodic table. The inner part of the planets is where we find fat ions and they too fit nicely on the Ion Periodic Table if we add a few dozen lines. Jupiter is just shy of being a star, just not quite enough mass. Uranus and Neptune seem to have lost their umph, there are more atoms and less Ions in their cores, the nutrons have mostly decompressed to protons and electrons. There is less of a gravitational pull as we skip over the surface. There are deep cracks in their thick skin surface. There is very little liquid mantel left and the core is so much smaller. They seem sad, like they know their time is short. “Just a few million more years, they sigh”. Pluto is not a planet just the heart of what used to be one. All are atoms here, not an p+ion to be found. The atoms are still decompressing but there is no hurry, now it is a long slow retired time as they follow their predecessors to becoming an Oort cloud of smaller and smaller pieces, smaller and smaller atoms. More hydrogen and less of everything else. But even so, being hydrogen is not so bad, The faint gravitational whisper of all that is behind them starts to call them back to the center.

Time to reverse course, triple jump back past earth, do a two step running swan dive, strait into the sun.”

Toota and Ijji were still locked in their embrace. Cheers had changed to cat calls then to taunts and pant leg pulling, “Get off the table and get a room.” Toda was getting down right horny watching them. She saw Black-Tea and White-Tea standing behind the couch near the big screen TV. She started fantasizing of taking the two Togos to bed with her. They had the biggest bedroom in the fraternity. Their mattresses could be pulled onto the floor so no one would be hurt falling off the bed. “Humm”, said Toda to herself, she slipped out of her panties and pursed them. Toda knew she looked good in her new SGBJC Toga. It had taken her over a month to make it. The SGBJC, Silk-Graphene-Bloom-Jewel Cloth, was so thin and slippery that it was a devil to work with. Even with the new SGBJC adhesive, if you didn’t pay attention and get the jewels aligned the invisibility was distorted and the effect was lost. You couldn’t actually glue the silk-graphene, it was the jewels that you had to glue together smooth side to smooth side. Even the seams needed a magnifying glass to find them. The cloth shimmered then vanished second to second, she had open areas in the material that almost let you see everything, tantalizing the eyes right out of the boy’s heads as she had planned. The red of her panties were enough to give all of the material a red mist effect. With the panties off, the dance floor’s colored lights took over confusing the eye as to what was real and what was reflected. Her nipples were stiff with the touch of the night air from the door open to the backyard beyond Ijji and Toota.

Yelps then screeches emanated from the room of 2TOGO. The Togos stood behind one of the three couches, with their hands on the back and leaning forward. They looked at their bedroom door then at each other, nodded, saying as one “Screamer”

Toda walked up between them from behind, and gazed past them. “She didn’t dance enough to loosen up and stretch. That’s not sex that’s a charley horse in both thighs. She must be on top, if she clenches, that guy will have to come back later to retrieve his things.”

The Togos were leaning forward against the back of the couch where Aubrey had been sitting. They doubled over the back of the sofa, legs flailing, laughing uncontrollably. Toda liked what she saw and being an artist and not one to miss a creative opportunity,

reached out to both sides and grabbed a Togo below the seat, between their flailing legs and gave a squeeze with each hand,. All that separated her nails from soft sensitive skin was red-&-gold house boxer shorts. With a “Yipe” the boys tried to jump away but their toes were off the ground and they could not escape, nor had Toda any thought of letting them go.

Balancing first on one hand grip then on the other, to yelps of male trepidation, she slipped her legs over the back of the sofa and still holding her captives, crab walked them to the 2TOGOs’ bedroom door.

Her hands full, she kicked the door in and told the boy with the nymph riding him “Move over.” She back kicked the door shut and brought her toys together in front of her. "On your finger tips and toes" she ordered the two "I’m going to watch the show. Either of you move and I’ll have you for my popcorn.”

The rider was visibly nearing her climax. Her steed, arching his back, was bucking and slamming her down on top of himself, his hands on her waist, she was cupping her breasts and panting through her teeth.

Black-Tea tried to glance up at the action and got a ball busting squeeze. He groaned and dropped to his elbows and knees only to he yanked back up to his fingers and toes with the force of an Italian in heat. She had slipped out of her red lace and fishnet panties before attacking the Togos, Toda knew what she wanted and the use of the other couple would heighten the fun. “Hummm.”

Aubrey “Ah, interesting, Sol in Latin and other languages, the star at the center of our Solar System is not as we have been taught! The Sol is NOT a huge collection of hydrogen atoms experiencing such great gravitational forces that the hydrogen is combining into helium. The Sol will not, in time, use up all the hydrogen, expand into a red giant and swallow the earth.

What we find is that Sol is from the same place and the same time and is made up of the same material as the rest of the near by solar systems. Sol is made up of p+ions. Those atoms near the surface are familiar to us and appear on our old periodic table but with massive numbers of electrons, they are very highly negatively ionized and there is a thick layer of hydrogen and free electrons covering the sphere giving off the tremendous light that we live by.

Looking closely at the surface of Sol we see organized segmented areas that remind me of the cells of fossil coral Petoskey stones, cells of circulating material, of average size, which seem to have a central point to each. The density and gravitational forces here on Sol, keep most of the material in what may loosely be referred to as a liquid. There is no skin just mantel strait to the surface. All the elements of our periodic table are represented plus hundreds of larger positive ions that would form rows and rows beneath the rare earth elements.”

Toda watched the unknown girl and boy, her captives prayed, held their breath and dared not move or protest. They knew exactly where her finger nails were, and that she kept them sharp and pointed. The young couple had pulled the left mattress onto the floor and the boy had two pillows piled under his hips. The girl had her head down, teeth clenched, one breast squeezed in each hand.

“Just as we saw in the planets the Van Allen Belts are here on Sol but greatly exaggerated. With so many lose electrons running about trying to stay close to the p+ions; the surface ions take quite a beating. Molecules such as we know on calm cool Earth have no chance here, ion to ion bonding is immediately interrupted by billions of loose electrons. Nuclei of hydrogen, helium and other light elements further the pummeling.”