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Donna came to Dave's office door, "Your wife is on Line One."

Dave laughed, "Which one?"

"Oh, yeah. Alice."

Dave picked up the phone and hit the right button to connect. "Hi darling. What's up?"

Alice was laughing, "You ruined our temporary nanny."

"Whoa! How'd I do that? I made love to her."

"Ah, that's the problem. You not only made love to her, you sent her to heaven. She really thinks you are a god, and that you took her on a fabulous journey all through the stars and the universe, showing her all your creations. I've never seen a person so star struck. Even Scarlett said she's never seen her react to anybody even close to this.

"Shelby went to help out in the nursery with all the k**s today, and the only thing Taylor wanted to talk about was YOU! You warped that poor little girl's mind. She is sure you walk on water and perform no end of miracles."

"Well, you know I do," Dave teased.

Alice laughed, "I just thought I'd make your day. Be prepared for some serious hero worship when you get home tonight, and I'd like to get my own reservation in for some time with you to make love. I've already taken the trip she went on last night, but tonight I'm content to just be in your arms. I think at least one other wife would like to join us."

"It's a date. Pick our partner. See you at home."

Nancy came into Dave's office unannounced a couple of hours later. She was laughing.

Dave looked up from his desk and his look posed the question.

"Your latest fan called a few minutes ago. She knows we work together and she wanted me to be sure that you lacked for nothing during your work day and that your life was harmonious and that you were happy."

Dave shook his head, "Really? Taylor?"

"Yes, Taylor. Who else would it be at this point in time? You leveled that poor girl last night. I know what she's going through. Moreover, I still feel that way about you, but at least I have it under control. She doesn't just yet. We love you."

"And I love you. Thank you Nancy. If she calls back tell her I am having a harmonious, happy, and fulfilling day, and that I am self-actualizing in a highly efficient and effective manner." He waved her away as he laughed.

Donna had heard the exchange and came to his door. "You did it again, huh?"

"Taylor, our temporary nanny got The Experience last night. She really got into it. She thinks I'm a sex god."

"You ARE a sex god. It's all I can do to keep from stripping my clothes away and begging you to plunder my body on your executive desk."

Dave looked askance at her, "Well, I'M certainly not keeping you from doing that. I might even like it. I do think we should shut the door, however. Your screams of lust and delight down the rest of executive row here at the utility might set a tough precedent for the other vice presidents to follow."

Donna laughed and went back to her desk.

Dave, Donna, Nancy, and Sheri all rode together going home that night. Nancy and Donna regaled Sheri about Taylor's calls. They all thought it was sweet, but waaaaaay over the top. Sheri allowed, "Except it is Dave, and we all know how special he is."

Dave's comment was that the B.S. was getting deep in the car.

Dave dropped the women off at the Townhouses, and then went home and changed into casual clothes. He girded myself for the onslaught from Taylor he thought might go with the morning call and her reaction the night before, and headed for the patio.

Murph and Ron were tending bar, and Cindy was again wearing her sexy little waitress or maid uniform with the very short skirt and nothing on beneath. Dave got a kiss from Cindy and his usual glass of white wine over ice and an intentional pussy flash.

Instead of waiting for Taylor to come to him, Dave went looking for her in the nursery. She was still tending a half-dozen k**s. Holly was with her helping to make the last of the diaper changes before the mothers came to collect their little darlings.

Taylor lit up, "DAVE! OH, I hope you had a great day. I did because I thought about you ALL DAY LONG." The enthusiasm in her voice was unmistakable.

Holly rolled her eyes.

"I had nice thoughts about you, too. Did you talk to Holly about the Circle and about me, and what your expectations should be." Dave was taking advantage of having an advocate for the Circle as a third party to the possible discussion.

Holly said, "It took about ten tellings, but I think she gets it. Maybe!" She turned to Taylor, "Do you get it - the Circle philosophy and the way things happen, especially in terms of making love and about possessiveness."

Taylor nodded, "I think I do." She turned to Dave. "I am in love with you, and that's all right, but I also need to develop loving relationships with the other men and women in the Circle. I've never had sex with a woman, but Holly volunteered to show me a few things to get me started - maybe even tonight."

Dave pushed a little, "And so you understand that I have other commitments and people I also need to make love with. Holly is one of them, too."

"Oh, yes. I won't be jealous or disappointed. Holly also promised to reintroduce me to Dale. The night we were testing Alec he was the other man I danced with and kissed beside you. I figure that might be a good next step and Holly agreed. She told me that Dale is also a great lover."

Dave laughed, "I wouldn't know, but I do hear good reports secondhand."

Holly snickered off to the side of the two.

Dave raised his glass at the two women, "Thank you for helping Taylor understand this place." He went and kissed Holly and then Taylor. "Cheers. I'll be out near the bar, as usual. Come on out when all the babes have been claimed."

Taylor volunteered, "Julie took Johnny a couple of hours ago. She was going to feed him and take him for a walk around the neighborhood, maybe even going down to the airport. She said that Owen's plane was due back around this time and she hoped to meet it."

Dave waved over his shoulder and went out to the patio. Ashley's music was playing over the speakers again, and she was also the topic of conversation. Kat had seen her new video for Burning Angelon MTV and she'd recorded it so that the rest of us could watch it. She had it teed up and playing in a loop on the large TV set in the media room. People would drift off, watch the six-minute music video, and then come back out full of praise and positive comments about her work.

Dave paused and thought about Ashley. She had been fully integrated into the Circle while she went to college and had made love with everybody in the Circle over and over again. He couldn't begin to count the number of times they'd been together. Now, she was a star, and everyone was cheering her on, but it wasn't the same as if she were a simple neighbor they happened to know. There were deeper feelings of joy and support over her burgeoning career. Ashley was still very loved by the Circle.

Alice arrived home from Knightsbridge Manufacturing looking gorgeous and professional as usual. She hadn't changed but greeted everyone and then went to see the MTV video and change her clothes.

She was especially affectionate with her husband, taking time to tell him how much she loved him and counted on him being in her life for the rest of time. Dave spoke similar words back to her before she left to change. He thought she seemed especially needy of affection from him.

When Dave turned around Carolyn was suddenly in his arms with a long kiss. "Do you have any space on your dance card this evening?"

Dave gave her a sad look, "I have lots of commitments already made. I'm sorry Carolyn. Can you be here on Friday or Saturday evening? That seems to be the time when the more active sharing goes on, not that I let that limit my activities."

"It's a date," she beamed. "Wolf promised Joan that he'd see her one of those nights, too. She's so nice. We heard about her ex-husband from someone. I can't believe he was that diabolical about someone so nice, and now she's completely forgiven the 'other woman' and helped bring her into the Circle. That's an amazing story of love and compassion."

Carolyn drifted off, and in her place Scarlett came and claimed her kiss. She whispered in a sexy tone, "I love you. Thank you for being who you are."

Dave held her, "The feeling is very mutual. I love you. I'm glad you can stay with us for a while."

Scarlett said, "I spent four hours today working with Jack about a house on the street where the others are being built. We have a really great layout, space for everything and everybody, some playground area in the yard, a pool, and more. This is so great. He's also such a sweet man."

"I agree. You do know that he designed all of this - our homes, the core, the Circle, roads, airport, and everything."

Scarlett said, "I do, and he's very modest about it. He told me that you and Owen had most of the ideas, and that all he did was sketch them up on paper to be sure the sizes worked right and such. He also expects to build Townhouse 3 starting pretty soon. He said we have so many people that want to live her, near everybody. I understand that completely."

Dave said, "If you hear of anybody that wants to do that, but feels they can't swing it financially for some reason, please let me know. We have ways to make their dreams come true. I want anybody that wants to be with us here. I'm in the happiness business."

Scarlett smiled, "In a way, we all are."

"What's the word on Road Trip?"

"I talked to the studio today. The film editors had already started several weeks ago, so they have a jump on things. That's the only activity going on about the movie right now. The marketing types are off doing their plotting and scheming about the best time to release the movie, who should be at the premier, and all of that kind of stuff. I'll let you know. Would you come to the premier with me?"

"I'd be delighted. You do recall that you thought we'd start all sorts of rumors, right? You'll be vilified in the press for dating a married man, and I'll become the subject of great scrutiny."

"I'm getting to the 'Fuck It' stage as far as the paparazzi. I'll live my life the way I want, and if people don't like it they can stuff it. I've been very guarded about my private life. I see no reason to change. If my best friend and lover attends an event with me, I don't think I need to explain further. When asked questions about who you are all I need to say is 'No Comment'."

Dave laughed, "That approach works for me. If they ask me, I'll tell them I'm a guy that you picked up at some party. You could always take Owen; he's already been seen with you by a lot of the Hollywood types."

"I'd much rather be with you." She kissed his cheek in a loving way. "You're one of my specializations." Dave thought that was an interesting word.

Scarlett got her glass of wine and went off to talk with Cricket and some of the younger men in the Circle. Dave liked how she spread her charm around without even thinking about it. She liked everyone so much, and everyone was careful not to impose on her.

Rose and Matthew appeared together. Close behind was Athena and then Taylor carrying two of the toddlers that were squirming in her arms for release.

Dave went over and took Sarah Lynn in his arms, the baby he'd had with Nancy. He knew Nancy would be over to the patio momentarily after she changed into casual and considerably more sexy clothes than she'd had on at the office.

Sarah was just ten months old and raring to go. She looked at her father and said, "Daaaaaah!" and gave him a wonderful smile. He kissed her on the forehead. He jostled her around a little to her delight, even putting her up on his shoulders.

Taylor said, "Oh, Dave. I have a favor to ask of you."

Dave went back in girded mode.

She went on, "You've met Athena. She told me about finding you and the others all making love here on the patio a few nights ago." She whispered, "She said fucking." Her voice returned to normal, "She's very scared of sex, and I've had some long talks with her about it. I would like you to give her the experience that you gave me. You changed me so much for the better, and it was a colossal and beautiful experience in my life; the best event I've ever had. I want that for her, too. She's a real friend and needs it."

They both turned to Athena, who had already blushed up a brilliant scarlet color. Athena said, "I think I'd like what you did to Taylor. We've become best friends and I trust her."

Dave tried to hold a neutral expression, but was chuckling under his façade. "Did you talk to Scarlett about doing this?"

"Errr, no. Do you think I should?"

"Yes, by all means. I don't want to be the source of some upset in the balance of relationships that you have with her. You know that she and I have been intimate together, and will be in the future. If she prefers that we not consummate any kind of relationship, then I defer to her thinking on the matter."

Athena was looking down at the ground and shuffling her feet. "I'll talk to her. I know she also has my best interests at heart. I also trust her more than anybody."

He asked, "Where did you grow up? What was your life like?"

Without looking at him, Athena answered, "I'm an orphan. I grew up in five foster homes, graduated from Costa Mesa High School, and got a scholarship to go to Orange County Community College. I studied c***d psychology. Like Taylor, I love c***dren. They're safe. I don't trust most adults. They're often after me for something."

Dave lightly touched the young girl's shoulder. "Athena, you are a beautiful young woman. You can trust the people here to not take advantage of you. We pride ourselves on being caring and compassionate. Somehow you must have been with people that didn't treat you that way."

Athena volunteered, "My foster parents got money from the state for my care. Beyond that I got little affection or care from them. They made me work, too."

"Did you date boys?"

"Rarely. They always wanted ... to do things with me - sexual things. That scared me."

Dave patted her, "I understand. Don't allow Taylor to pressure you into doing something you're not ready for. Making love can be a major decision for someone like you; honor yourself and your own concerns."

The two girls went off together. Athena seemed calmer after the brief exchange of words.

Tali appeared and lifted Sarah Lynn from Dave's arms. "I love c***dren," she announced. "Who's this?"

Sarah liked the new woman who held her. Her little hands came up and explored Tali's face and long blonde hair. Dave gave a brief history of the tot. Nancy appeared, but let Tali continue to hold her daughter as the two of them talked. Dave went and got his glass of wine, adding additional ice cubes to the drink that was already watered down.

Across the patio he could see Taylor and Athena talking to Scarlett. Scarlett was smiling and nodding. They were gesturing occasionally in Dave's direction. He rolled his eyes and had that feeling that he was being set up by some of the females in the Circle.

Bridget appeared in her work clothes, which were really just pink sneakers, shorts, and a t-shirt. She worked outdoors, and the peak afternoon temperatures were already in the high eighties. She had her long blonde hair back in a ponytail. Overall, she looked cute and sexy.

Bridget bounded over to Dave and kissed him. "I love you," she crooned as she looked up into his eyes and leaned in for a kiss.

"I love you, too. How's the job going?"

"It's fun. I got to be in the tank with some stingrays. I petted them, fed them, and everything. They were so docile, and actually played with me. They liked me. I was actually measuring their growth. The ones I was with were on a special diet to see if the labs could make a hardier species. They're going extinct right now."

"I've seen them under some of the bridges when we run out towards St. Armands Key. They seem to swim in groups of ten or twenty," Dave observed.

"They do stick together. They like to hide in the sand and wait for their prey to come by. Fortunately, they don't care for humans. They weren't aggressive at all. I just had to be careful not to step on one in our tank."

Bridget went off to change into her monokini. She had adapted to the partial nudity of the Circle women during the cocktail and dinner hours with ease, and would have probably been happier completely naked if that were the norm. She was stacked and firm, and a major attraction for all the men.

As promised, that evening Dave was unusually attentive to Alice. To his surprise, she had Scarlett join them. They sat together at dinner, danced together afterwards, and then slipped away early so the three of them could make love the rest of the night in the huge bed in the Prentiss' master bedroom.

Alice was especially loving with her husband and without prompting brought Scarlett into the same state of mind. By the end of their two hours of sexual enjoyment, the three were covered in each other's sexual juices and emissions, and truly sated with love and pleasure.

Scarlett teased Dave by pretending to be Athena, with all her innocence coming to the fore. 'Oh, Mr. Prentiss, your thing is so big ... how will you ever be able to fit that inside me ... Oh,God, you did. That feels ...' She was good.

Scarlett told him, "Athena, at Taylor's urging, asked for permission to have you make love to her. She's psyched up for it according to Taylor, but there's some real peer pressure there. Please see if you can make her happy. I love my au pair, and she does need to get laid. I think the sex will help transform her personality. It's as though she's missing out on a large chunk of life."

Pam, Heather, Cricket, and Julie joined them around eleven o'clock and they all slept snugged up against each other. As the others joined them in bed, Alice, Scarlett, and Dave noted that they weren't the only ones emitting sexual odors and aromas from the evening's lovemaking. Dave thought about the subject of pheromones, the subject that Wolf had planted in his head, specifically that he emitted male aromas about who he was, how sexual he was, and how he loved to mate. He wondered if that was true.

Dave recalled that Cricket and some of the other women had told him about auras. Each person had an aura that extended outward sometimes great distances from their body. Other people could sense the aura with their own, drawing in huge amounts of information about the person's true nature, and even their spiritual underpinnings. He could understand that better than the idea of pheromones.

Alice snuggled in beside him on his right, and Scarlett on his left. Somehow, Cricket squiggled up his body so she could sleep on him. She loved him so and that was her favorite overnight position - their naked bodies pressed together.

* * * * *


The week and weekend flew by. About the only noteworthy point for Dave was that all five of his wives and Scarlett were with him every night. That didn't mean they didn't indulge with some of the other men earlier in the evenings, but they came to him to end their evenings and express their love for him.

Of course, he was also surprised by the honor they accorded Scarlett by having her there with them as a family group. Scarlett had easily slipped into the role of being a sixth wife. She loved the others and they loved her. There was no hesitation by any of them about entering into some sexual act with each other, or at the other extreme simply giving a simple kiss and saying 'I love you' to one another.

Watching the shapely and sexy movie star interacting with one of his wives was a huge turn on for Dave. Even if he'd just completed having sex with someone and gone into his refractory period, he'd see the two women interacting and be hard again in seconds.

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This is the third part of “Mom’s Confession Land’s her in Trouble”. Months had passed since the incident in the Police station. Now a day’s mom spent most of the time in the church praying or to be more correct to escape from dad’s beatings which had grown worse since our arrest. He rarely used to sleep at home spending the other nights with prostitutes. It was in those days that a headline in the news paper caught my eye. “Convict escapes from Jail,” it read. It was Andrews all right. I...

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Aftermath of Moms Confession comes to an end

This is the third part of “Mom’s Confession Land’s her in Trouble”. Months had passed since the incident in the Police station. Now a day’s mom spent most of the time in the church praying or to be more correct to escape from dad’s beatings which had grown worse since our arrest. He rarely used to sleep at home spending the other nights with prostitutes. It was in those days that a headline in the news paper caught my eye. “Convict escapes from Jail,” it read. It was Andrews all right. I...

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Aftermath and a new beginning

The storm clouds were clearing rapidly now;the sun slanting across the valley, a low sharp diagonal of golden light. Steam rose from the tops of the trees, small wraiths of vapour twisting and evaporating as he watched, fascinated. The thunder had died away long since; at least so far as the weather was concerned. The thunder of his heart and head was slowing too, becoming manageable again. He sat on a low stone wall, his back to the gable end of the farmhouse. Solid, reassuring. It had been...

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Aftermath

After he came, he just got dressed and left. Taking my red thong with him as a souvenir. The thought makes me smile.I keep laying on the bed, sweaty and exhausted. I can feel warm cum dripping out of my pussy and onto my skirt, though I don’t care. The skirt is all I’m wearing. Well, and my heels. He wanted me to keep them on while he was fucking me.It was so different from the sex I have with Ben. I’m Ben’s princess. He’s gentle, tries to make everything right.Brad didn’t ask me what I wanted,...

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Aftermath Confessions Chapter 7 of 7 Allie at Last

Author's Note: As always, this story is hard to categorize... a little group, bondage, and bi overtones. But mostly it's a story of loving wives. As always, if you'd like an illustrated version just email me at ********They say that confession is good for the soul. In this case at least, it was certainly proving to be good for the libido. Even after spending most of the morning and a good part of the afternoon telling stories and making love, I found myself still hungry with desire for my wife...

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Aftermath Repopulation

A year ago the virus hit. No one realised quite how serious it was until it was too late. It spread quickly and killed quickly, and there was still no known cure. The virus spread around the world rapidly, destroying families in its wake. The main hit seemed to be over for now. Experts estimate around 50% of the population had been wiped out, both in rich and poor countries. No one was unaffected. But now was not the time to dwell on the past. Humanity had to be saved, and quickly. While...

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Aftermath

The light fog added a moisture to the air. The coolness of the night wrapped around her like a wet towel, sending a shiver up her spine. She was lucky she knew the area so well, or she could have easily become lost. She looked through the trees at the house where he lived, slightly smiling at the one electric candle burning in the kitchen window. She kept to the path walking as stealthily as she could manage. Since the plague human beings were a bit of a rarity, and this one was a man, she...

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Aftermath

Anyhow, I decided to sell her. I had tried begging and bribes and slapping her around. Nothing worked. She was inert in bed and lazy when awake. So I got a couple of pills in her, stuck her frilly nightgown in my pocket and hustled her down the steps at the Legion hall. We were welcomed with a smile. Admittance was free if you brought one to sell, a hundred if you didn't. I got a paddle number and a sticker for her, stripped her down, tossed her clothes in the trash and handed her the...

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Aftermath

Kate took a sip of coffee, the mug was almost empty, she could taste the grains of coffee that sunk to the bottom. Kate turned her head to look at her phone, it displayed a text from Gwen which read, “Sorry, had to visit my doctor and it took forever, on my way.” Kate knew Gwen for years and this was nothing like her. First of all, Kate was never late, the girl was a living, breathing, atomic clock. Secondly, the doctor? She was as healthy as a mere as far as Kate knew. Kate signaled the waiter...

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AftermathChapter 5

"Right here is perfect," Brett told Paul as they stood atop of the hill. "I could not have placed this high ground in a better place. Just look at the view!" "It is very impressive," Paul agreed, looking out towards town. The hill was on the northeast side of the town, about a half mile from the corner of the concrete wall and about a quarter mile from the eastbound lanes of Interstate 80 to the north. The summit of the rocky, sparsely vegetated rise stood approximately 400 feet above...

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AftermathChapter 6

"Oh come on," Brett chided, his words more than a little slurred, "put more than that in there!" Michelle giggled, upending the tequila bottle a tad more and letting another half ounce of the liquid run into the orange juice glass. "I don't weigh as much as you do," she said, her words considerably more slurred than his. "Don't you know that therapeutic," it took her three tries to spit this word out, "dosage is based on weight, goddammit?" "It sounds to me like you can't...

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AftermathChapter 7

Just across the road from the main gate of the Garden Hill subdivision was the hilly, wooded area where the community gathered most of its firewood. Many of the trees here had been knocked down by the high winds that had occurred the first few days after the impact. Every day a work crew of five or six people, mostly women but always with an armed man to guard them, spent a few hours hacking away at these trees with chainsaws and axes. Though the women had protested vehemently at first that...

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AftermathChapter 8

It was nearly two o'clock when a weary and sore Brett found Paul in the community center. Paul had converted one of the empty conference rooms into a makeshift hospital to house the wounded. Dale, Sherri, and Michelle were lying on cots in the room, all of them covered with blankets, their various injuries bandaged up as best as possible. None of the three were conscious when he came in. The wounded prisoner had been bandaged up as well, but he was not housed with the others. He was housed...

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AftermathChapter 9

It had been twelve days since they had observed the strange battle for Garden Hill and Lieutenant Bracken's platoon was now nearly in sight of home. Weary from more than three weeks out in the field, they emerged from the heavily wooded hills above town and onto the black surface of Interstate 80, near an exit sign for Bell Road, which skirted the edge of the foothill community. Less than a mile ahead of them was the outer defensive perimeter for the town, a perimeter that was aligned along...

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AftermathChapter 11

One of the features of the law enforcement package that had been installed in the MD-500 was a programmable VHF radio system that could transmit on nearly any frequency as long as the operator knew what that particular frequency was. As such, with the assistance of a manual from Paul's fire engine, Jason, sitting in the passenger seat of the chopper, was able to talk to Paul and Matt who were two thousand feet below listening to a fire department portable radio. Of course the VHF repeater...

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AftermathChapter 12

"Don't let anyone try to fault you, Bracken," Barnes said as he puffed on a cigar. "You did the right thing by aborting the mission. It may not be glorious to turn away from a fight, but you stayed within our doctrine and brought everyone home." "Yes, sir," Bracken said, sipping from a bottle of beer and taking a puff of his own stogy. "Some of the other men wanted to push ahead anyway, but I figured a forty percent casualty rate was a conservative estimate for that kind of...

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AftermathChapter 13

It was thirty minutes before dark when Bracken reentered Barnes' office. The discovery of the death of Kelly and the apparent escape by Jean and Anna had taken place twelve hours before and Bracken had spent the day with a full platoon of soldiers trying to track his traitorous wives down so they could be hanged. "No sign at all huh?" Barnes asked as he looked at his wet and muddy and now wifeless subordinate. He had been following the results of the search on a radio set on his...

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AftermathChapter 14

Guard position 1 sat atop Hill 1514 outside the northwest perimeter of Garden Hill. The hill itself was sparsely populated with pine and redwood trees and rose five hundred feet above the rooftops of the town. The guard bunker was a four-foot trench that stretched thirty feet north to south at the summit of the hill. Sandbags lined the front and back of the trench and a camouflaged cover had been placed over the top of it and covered with tree branches and mud. Openings in the sandbag walls...

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AftermathChapter 15

Brett was finding that he was having a major time-management problem as the frantic, pre-battle preparations were being undertaken in and around the town. There were many things that required his attention and his attention alone and only twenty-four hours in each day to do them all. The bulk of his daytime hours were being spent behind the controls of the helicopter. In the three days since the deal had been struck with El Dorado Hills he had logged more than thirty flight hours. In a...

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AftermathChapter 17

"Brad, this shit is fuckin' crazy. I can't fuckin' take it anymore," said Private Rodney Lexington, one of the most junior members of the Placer County Militia. He was talking to his best friend, Brad Zachary, also a private and also a junior member. The two men had grown up together in Grass Valley and had been captured together there when the militia took that particular town. They had been assigned to entirely different platoons within the militia at the beginning of the march but the...

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AftermathChapter 19

"Sir," Corporal Wilhelm, the leader of third platoon, spoke up hesitantly. "What?" Stu asked, annoyed at being interrupted while making attack plans. "Do you have something to add?" "Well, sir," Wilhelm told him, "we don't... uh... have quite enough men to do what you're planning." "What?" Stu asked, glaring at him. What the hell did he mean, not enough men? He had five fucking platoons didn't he? One less than he had started the battle with, but still five. "My platoon is...

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AftermathChapter 20

"What are we going to do?" Sherrie asked, trying not to let panic overcome him. "Is there any way to land this thing without those pedal thingies?" "Well, there's an auto-rotational landing," Brett said, "but that's not really the ideal solution." "What's an auto-rotational landing?" Sherrie wanted to know, locking onto that in desperation. "If it'll get us down, let's do it." "That means he cuts the power and lets us fall to the ground," Jason said. "At the last...

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AftermathChapter 21

It was approaching 4:00 PM on the afternoon following the battle and Brett was in a room in the El Dorado Hills elementary school that had been converted to a hospital room. It had once been one of the smaller classrooms just off of the former administration area. The desks had been removed and replaced with a four portable beds of varying type. The one that Brett was lying on had once been someone's hide-a-bed. His closest neighbor, Susan, who was only four feet away, was lying in a cot....

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AftermathChapter 2

Okay last week we met Kevin and followed him through his trials with his first love. We left Kevin as he moved away from his home town after a heart-breaking betrayal. We pick up with Kevin starting a new life in Michigan. For the first month, I lived in a highway motel. After I got my first paycheck I moved into an apartment. It was much better but it didn’t feel like a home. The pace of life in Michigan was very different. My neighbors in the building came and went and rarely, if ever,...

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AftermathChapter 3

Theresa Everything on my body hurt. I was about to reach for the bottle I kept in the drawer beside my bed when the door opened. My father came in with a defeated look on his face. He shook his head and I knew what that meant. “He said no?” I asked in shock. “Well ... not exactly,” he mumbled. “A lot has happened since he left here, Theresa. I get the idea that if he could, he’d come and get you. There ain’t no doubt in my mind that he still loves ya’...” He hesitated. “Honey ... I know...

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Aftermath of Chaos

A sequel to Tears of a Clone by Csquared Ten years had passed since the day the Survivors had decided to depart their planet. Ten years had they been searching for Earth, for their long forgotten ancestors. Ten years had they failed miserably at getting anywhere close to their destination. Of the two hundred brave souls who had agreed to leave everything they knew behind on the long shot that they would find Earth with their corrupted navigational charts and faulty computer systems, only...

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AftermathChapter 2

After lunch we all sat facing the telly. We soon saw Kim Beazley rising to ask the first question: "Is my honourable colleague aware of the fact that a member of the CSIRO was fired upon by illegal Chinese immigrants in Western Australia this past weekend?" It went downhill from there. Beazley, after all, was from Perth. Howard attempted his (usual?) bluster and Beazley let Kevin Rudd level the next volley: "A member of the CSIRO who has volunteered his services to the Australian military,...

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AftermathChapter 3

I was in my office before nine the next morning. There was two full weeks' worth of 'while you were out slips, ' mostly trash. I sorted through them, retaining about a half-dozen. When Mona arrived I asked her to sit down so that we could chat. "I need some advice." "Gordy, you're the Professor, you're the CSIRO officer, you're pretty much a national hero. What in the world can I help you with?" "Reality." "Reality?" "Yes. This past two weeks aren't real. Twenty years ago...

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AftermathChapter 4

I called Beazley's office. A pleasant voice took my name and was back on almost immediately. "Mr. Beazley will be right with you, Dr. Hollister." "Dr. Hollister? This is Kim Beazley." "Gordy, please, sir. I'm honoured to talk to you." "Now you're dishing guff. Don't forget I'm from Perth, not from an eastern city. Anyroad, I want to speak to you. I think it's important that people become aware of how underhanded this government has become." "Yes, sir." "But more...

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AftermathChapter 5

"Have I got a tale for you!" Weena exclaimed as I walked in. "Okay. You first." "Rick called." "Rick?" "Of Rick and Sue." "Right." "He said he'd been in touch with his friends and one of the men who spoke to Perk is ASIS!" The Australian Secret Intelligence Service (= CIA or MI6) is part of the Ministry for Foreign Affairs. Its charter says that it will: Protect and promote Australia's vital interests through the provision of unique foreign intelligence services as...

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AftermathChapter 6

Thursday at SciTech had been bizarre. The kids wanted to know if I was a 'war hero.' The staff (depending on their politics) thought I was a 'traitor' or a 'victim of state oppression.' I think those were the extremes. When I got home, Patrick was sitting on the grass, digging with a soup spoon. "Urms," he said. "Right, worms," I responded to my budding invertebrate zoologist. "Go fish with gra'pa?" "Not today." Ah, a sportsman! "Want to come in and clean up?" "Sure."...

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AftermathChapter 7

After about an hour I was summoned into the kitchen where Martha and Weena each had a mug of tea. "No catastrophe?" I asked. "No. Just girl-talk," said 'she-who-must-be-obeyed'. "Did you talk to Angus?" Martha nodded. "So, will it be tomorrow or Sunday?" "Tomorrow, if it's still okay, please." "Of course it's still okay! What might have changed?" "Gordy! Stop teasing her! She's nervous enough." "Yes, dear." "Martha?" "Yes?" "Have you had lunch with...

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AftermathChapter 8

We left Patrick with Martha when we went off to shop in the morning. When we got back, I cleaned out the residue in the grill, loaded it with charcoal and some gum, and seasoned the lamb. I then rescued Patrick to give Martha time to make herself beautiful (only five or six hours to go) and Weena an opportunity to straighten things a bit, put together a snack lunch, and get herself ready. I had just settled down when the phone rang. "Hey, Willy! How are you? How's the old man ... and the...

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AftermathChapter 9

I just tossed a coat over my short-sleeved shirt and took a changed and re-dressed Patrick in my nearly-healed left arm and went to the car. I hoped Angus wouldn't think me rude, but I was sure that he'd stay with Weena and Martha to see me on the big screen. Patrick had graduated to a kiddie seat and I buckled him in. We got to the station only a bit past six. "Dr. Hollister?" the guard at the door asked. "Yes." "Sue's just gone on. They're in Studio 1. Right there." He pointed...

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AftermathChapter 10

Sunday was total chaos. The reasons might not have been those for the tumult at the beginning of Anna Karenina, but I'm sure the nuttiness was much the same. My mum was first — before 8 am, as she'd forgotten about the time difference. She was more worried by my arm than anything else. I showered and shaved, dressed and went down to breakfast. Weena had already fed Patrick. I took the phone and sat down near him — but not near enough that he could smear his breakfast on my shirt. Weena...

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AftermathChapter 11

I was at the office a bit before nine. Mona had come in already and greeted me with: "A star is born!" "Not quite," I responded. "But I'm expecting an important call today." I took a mug of coffee and was throwing away reminders when the phone rang and Mona buzzed me. "It's a Mr. Glen Kelly, CEO of the South West Aboriginal Land and Sea Council," she said. I pushed the button. "Mr. Kelly, Gordy Hollister." "Hey! I saw you being interviewed by Sue on...

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