14 Meeting Preparations

We had a freaking blast in the water, acting like a couple of kids. Racing each other through the lake, putting our swimming skills to the ultimate test. And every now and then, just floating on our backs, shooting the breeze and swapping stories. It was a pure vibe, a simple joy of being together in that beautiful place.

After a minute, we decided to scout for a more low-key spot nestled between the rocks. But just as we were on the lookout, Oliv let out a shout.

"Ouch! Uh, um? I think my leg is stuck!"

"What happened?"

"My leg is stuck in between the rocks, I tried to pull it out, but my skin is rubbing against it."

"Let me see" - I dove in and held her feet gently, before freeing it from in between the rocks. I didn't know if she did it on purpose, but I examined the scrapes on her ankle and kissed it gently.

Olivia couldn't help but feel a bit shy by my affectionate gesture. 

I cupped her chin and raised her head to look at her blue eyes. We looked at each other's eyes for a few moments before I drew my face closer to Olivia's. When she saw my face come closer, she closed her eyes and parted her lips slightly. A moment later our lips met.

At first, our kiss was innocent, but then it escalated. I started sucking her lower lip, while she focused on my upper lip. I was holding Olivia's shoulder, and cupping her cheek gently, while she rested her forearms on my shoulder and grasped my hair with her right hand.

I moved my left hand from her shoulder to her right breast before fondling it gently, My other hand caressing her cheek. Oliv, affected by her arousal, was wrapping her legs around my waist as I pushed her against the rocks. She also used her arms to wrap around my neck.

We made out passionately for some time.

Then we stopped. Our lips parted and a string of saliva connected our mouths. Olivia looked into my light blue eyes, which seemed to hide a universe within them, her face blushing. I enjoyed that bewitching expression she made.

"Max, It looks like you've gotten excited down there," Olivia whispered.

"It can't be helped, you're too charming"

"Does it hurt?" she asked with a sheepish expression

"It's just a little uncomfortable"

"This is a public place, but I think I can help you with it"

She pulled my hand away from her cheek, after which she flipped the position and pushed my body against the rocks, before moving her hand under the water and taking off my swimming trunks. I didn't say anything and let her do what she wanted.

After freeing my pecker, she confidently held the veiny shaft and tensed when it twitched suddenly. She smiled and started stroking the shaft lightly while increasing the pace, all the while observing my expressions. When I showed a delighted face, she felt even more courageous.

"Oliv, I'm gonna cum." I whispered it would be bad if someone else heard this.

At that moment, Olivia took a dive under the water and with one hand holding my shaft and the other holding my thigh, she sucked my pecker diligently. I petted her head with one hand, while I held the rocks with the other.

"Ugh..." I let out a soft grunt before ejaculating in her mouth.

When the first spurt came, it went straight into Oliv's throat and made her choke. She pulled her head out of the water and tried to swallow the liquid mixed with water.

"This guy! Why did you cum so hard" She shot me a glare full of resentment

This expression got me horny, but this wasn't the right place to take it a step further. I didn't want to leave her like this though, I can't be the only one enjoying myself.

I moved back to our previous position, squeezing her against the rocks and moving my hand down slowly from her belly to her black swimming panties, I began fingering her fast, feeling her walls throb while she grabbed onto me.

"Aah!"

I watched as her hips jerked around uncontrollably until I felt her soft hand grab the back of my head as she pulled my face closer to her, shoving her tongue into my mouth.

We danced with our tongues until she couldn't take my fingers anymore and came. I smiled at her, before quickly curling my fingers and putting them back in her pussy.

She lunged towards me and came again...She rested her head on my shoulder and after a while. I helped her out of the water and we made our way back to the spot where we left our clothes.

Her legs were a tad sore, but we made our way back through the park's path, this time descending, which made it a bit easier. By the time we hopped back on the bus, it was getting dark.

On the ride back, we were exhausted, but we cuddled up on the bus, settled in, and fired up the latest Netflix show, 'One Piece.' Despite the fact that neither Olivia nor I had ever seen or read the original, we found ourselves laughing and thoroughly enjoying every minute of it.

Finally, we made it back to New York.

"I had a blast, Max," she said, giving me a warm hug. "Maybe we could do this again sometime?"

"For sure," I replied, returning the embrace. "But right now, I need to concentrate on that meeting in two weeks. Although, I did invite you to come to Chicago with me. There are some pretty cool spots to check out there."

"Absolutely," she said with enthusiasm. "Count me in!"

After a bit of chitchat, we said our goodbyes, and I strolled back to the apartment. My rental contract was set until the end of September, so I had a bit of time to sort out moving out.

Meanwhile, Alex had already packed up and headed to New Jersey, where G1 had their gaming house. It wasn't too far from New York, but I already found myself missing my friend. I knew I had to plan a visit in the near future.

Back in the apartment, I spotted Lucas, still slouched in his chair as per usual. It was the one constant that hadn't changed in my life over the past few weeks.

I settled into my desk, my thoughts consumed by the upcoming meeting.

I didn't have any records of triumphs in Olympiads for mathematics, physics, or computer engineering, which certainly wouldn't work in my favor.

The only hope lay in the recommendation from Professor Milik. Somehow, I must have left quite an impression on him. After all, a prospective student tackling a Master-level statistics question was a rather uncommon feat, I thought.

All that remained was the task of blowing the jury away during the meeting, not with a fancy list of achievements, but by flexing my smarts and sharp thinking.

Maybe I could cook up a killer idea to serve them during the meeting. I figured they'd probably ask me about my future plans and ambitions, trying to figure out if giving out all that money would be a wise move.

After all, shelling out over $250,000 for a student without a solid reason isn't exactly on their to-do list.

Professor Milik is the head over in the Math department. I'm not sure if he'll be part of the jury, but it'd be pretty darn peculiar if I didn't steer my future toward math. Heck, that's what he vouched for me on. But then again, I've got this itch for software engineering, and that's my major, no denying it.

"'Let's brainstorm! Let's brainstorm!'" I muttered to myself, and Lucas shot me a look like he was the one with all the marbles.

statistical methods, machine learning, real-time data integration, probabilities! I thought for some time...

Predictive models! 

"Weather Prediction Software!" I yelled out

Plenty of options are out there, no doubt. With the recent strides in artificial intelligence, merging statistical and probability-based predictive models could potentially birth a cutting-edge AI beast.

Think gradient boosting, ensemble methods, or even harnessing pre-trained transformer models—imagine what they could do for crafting hyper-accurate weather predictions.

But reality check: I've got a mere two weeks, heck, even less than that. The thought of diving into this AI idea gave me a twinge of anxiety. Maybe I should just double down on physics and math during that time.

What if I can't cook up a half-decent pitch? Time might not be on my side to actually build the program itself.

I mulled it over for the next couple of hours, sifting through datasets that mostly came with a hefty price tag. I checked my bank account:

Bank of America

Maximillian Sullivan

Balance: $1039.22

That should suffice for a mockup at least. I could conjure up some bogus data for testing purposes. Ultimately, I made up my mind that even if I could only lay down the theoretical framework, it ought to be enough to dazzle the jury.

So, Weather Prediction Software it was.

The two weeks zipped by, and sometime during that second week, the fourth blue comet appeared in my dreamscape. It came with newfound freedom—I could move my head and flail my limbs about within the dream. My senses sharpened, picking up faint background noises.