Vigilante Brock McLoud 3 Chapter 4
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That morning, 7 colored families showed up at the hotel to join the group. They were welcomed with open arms, much to their surprise. They were shocked when they were given their choice of rooms and invited to eat with the "White folks" at lunch. This was totally outside of their experience.
The McLouds now went after the larger White segment of the remaining population. They rather arbitrarily selected the most distant family as their target and jumped there with the wagon in tow. This time, Donald and Brock waited in the front yard while Mary went to the front door. Just as she was reaching for the doorbell, the door was opened and a hand grabbed hers and pulled her inside.
A woman's voice cried, "Didn't you see those two men following you? You should pay more attention to what's around you!"
At this moment, Donald used mind-speak to tell Mary that he and Brock were in the room as backup if she needed it.
Mary said to the woman, "They are my husband and son. They stayed off the porch because they didn't want to frighten you. May I bring them in?"
"Well, OK, if you are sure it's safe."
"I'm perfectly sure it's safe. If you will turn me loose, I'll call them in." The woman released Mary's hand and Mary went to the door and called to Donald and Brock to come on in.
The two men jumped to the porch and turned off the invisibility aspect of their armor before walking into the house. Mary turned back to the woman and said, "I'm Mary McLoud and this is my husband Donald and my son Brock. What is your name?"
"I'm Susan Hatfield and I live here with three children, so I don't dare let men into my house without good reason. What can I do for you, Mrs. McLoud?"
"Please call me Mary. We're here to invite you to join our group who are banding together for mutual protection. We have about 45 people so far, including the children, and are looking for more. We are staying in the Huston Hotel and have plenty of food and water. We want you to join us because we will need as many people as we can find to rebuild our world. Will you join us?"
"When do I have to decide?"
"You can come any time you like and you can leave any time you want to. There is no pressure for a decision right now, but we can help you move today and may not be able to get back to you for some time. You are pretty far from town and you are in real danger stuck way out here."
"I know that's right. It's just that I have lived here all my life and I hate to leave my home. I don't know what to do."
"Consider your children. Do you want to leave them in danger?"
"No, you've convinced me to give your group a try. What do I have to bring?"
"You don't need anything but clothes. The hotel has everything else that you will need."
"OK, it will take me about an hour to get everything ready. Please sit down and I will hurry as fast as I can."
"Can we help? The two men are very good at carrying things!"
The woman laughed and beckoned for them to follow her. As they were walking deeper into the house, Mary said, "I forgot to tell you that there are colored people living with us at the hotel. Is that going to bother you?"
The woman turned to her with hatred in her face and shouted, "Get out of my house! I won't have anything to do with niggers or nigger-lovers. Get out! Get out!"
Mary, Donald, and Brock looked at each other and flicked on the invisibility aspect of their armor. The woman fainted as they jumped outside to the wagon.
Mary said, "I have met some violently anti-colored people before, but none that violent. I guess it's just as well if she gets killed or captured by Lawrence's men. I just wonder if she has contaminated the thinking of her children."
"Mother, I just checked and she has no children in the house! I think that she must be crazy. Let's get away from here before she becomes violent."
They TPed to the next house on their list and stayed together in the driveway. Donald said, "I'll POV this time before we go up to the house to make sure that it is safe. I also think that I should stay with you, but invisible, while you introduce yourself. Brock can stand in the yard and be your escort."
"That's a good idea, darling. I don't want to get caught like that again."
"OK, there are a man, a woman, and two children in the house. Let's give this one a try."
Mary walked up to the door with Donald invisibly at her side. The door opened just as she was reaching for the doorbell. She found herself facing a double-barreled shotgun pointed at her waist! A man's voice asked, "What the hell do you want?"
"We have come to find out if we can do anything to help you. We represent a group of people who have gathered at the Huston Hotel for mutual protection. We already have over 40 people, including children, and we have come to ask you to join us. We have plenty of food and water, so you have no worry on that account. I should tell you that some of our members are colored, in case that is important to you. We want to rebuild our world and we need everybody we can get to help."
"Thank God! At last, somebody has a positive outlook on the future. Yes, we would like to join your group. What do we have to do. Oh, sorry about the shotgun, but there have been some prowlers around in the last few days."
"You don't need to bring anything but your clothes. The hotel has everything else you will need. How soon can you leave?"
"Is 10 minutes too soon? I see you have a wagon, so we can dump our clothes in some boxes and be ready to leave very soon."
"Great! I'm Mary McLoud and that's my son Brock in the yard. My husband Donald is just around the corner of the porch keeping an eye on me. What's your name?"
"I'm John Appleby, my wife is June, and our children are Janet and John, junior. We..."
At that moment, there was the loud chatter of a machine gun and Brock was knocked down in the driveway. Behind him was a jeep with a man standing behind a mounted .30 caliber machine gun. Brock told everybody, via mind-speak, that he was OK, he was just playing dead. Donald threw up a TK shield around the house, including Brock within its protection; he put a TK roof over the house just in case the attackers had a mortar.
Donald and Mary ran through the door and Brock TPed into the living room. John reacted with, "What the hell is going on with you people? How did you do that? First I hear someone talking in my mind, then Brock teleports into my house. What are you people? You're not human!"
Donald said, "We'll explain in detail later, John, but we are human, we just have ESP abilities"
Brock said, "I just POVed the street. There are two jeeps and a tank out there, along with about 50 men. We can handle them if they don't try too many different things at once. I wonder why they are here."
Mary said, "I'll bet it's because of those 4 rapists you impaled right on Lawrence's doorstep. He must have sent some troops to investigate."
Donald said, "I don't want to kill all of them if I don't have to. Maybe we can sort out the good guys from the bad. Let's mind scan each man and separate them into two groups. The dupes and don't-want-to-be-heres we can knock out and stash in the back yard, the others we can just kill and dump on Lawrence's parade ground. Those we kill, let's make it look like 'natural causes.'"
"OK."
"Check."
The men in uniform all dropped to the ground and lay there. Then they began to disappear, one by one, over the next ten minutes. When they were all gone, Donald said, "Let's move the men from the back yard to the front and see what we've got."
Eleven men were lying in the front yard. Donald now said, "Let's go out and talk to them one at a time. We may have some recruits."
They went out and woke up each man and talked to him a few minutes, then put him back to sleep. Donald said, "It looks to me like we have eleven recruits if we want them. None of them wanted to be in Lawrence's army, but were forced in by circumstance. I vote for taking a chance on all of them if they want to join us."
Mary and Brock agreed, so they woke all the men back up and asked them if they would like to join the group in the hotel. To a man, they chose to join the hotel group. Donald told them to relax by the first jeep and they would get back to the men.
Donald suggested to Mary and Brock that they see if John Appleby was interested in acquiring ESP. They were going to need a lot of help to solve the world's problems and they might as well start with him. The other two agreed, so they went back to the living room to talk to Appleby. John and his wife June were sitting on the sofa waiting to hear what was going on. Donald scanned June's mind and found out that John had told her about the ESP things he had seen and experienced, so it looked to Donald as if he had two potential recruits.
John told them all of the things that they could do with ESP and demonstrated TK and TP for June. They both wanted the ability, so Donald made the changes in their mind. He did add the compulsion about not telling anyone of their ESP powers, just to be on the safe side. He planned to remove the compulsion later.
John said that he had been an infantry platoon leader in the Army up until last year, so Donald asked him to come outside while he talked to the men by the jeep. When they got there, the men all stood at attention and John reflexively said, "At ease!" the men relaxed a little and Donald asked if any of them could operate the tank. Three men held up their hands and John remarked, "There's your tank crew." Of the remaining eight men, three had some training on the machine guns and four could drive the jeep. When the last man was quizzed, he said, "I service radios."
They hooked the wagon to one of the jeeps and organized a convoy back to the hotel. Everybody had a place to ride, so they got there in less than half an hour. There was some consternation when the convoy arrived at the hotel, but Donald told everybody to relax, these were the good guys.
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Hey guys, I’m back Manni taura. I am daily reader of this site I love this site for physical experience. Mujhe bhot fayeda he is iss se q ki mujhe kafi madad milti he. This is my second sex story. Mene pehli story likhi , meri or meri elder cousin sister gazla k sath sex kia after a long time. But finally I did it. Or ham aksar weekend ko sath hote hen. As I told she is married but not satisfied with her husband. Now I’m doing her husband job for her satisfaction. Or ye story meri choti cousin...
Kali Roses is lounging in the living room on her phone when her roommate Aria Banks arrives home. Aria looks exhausted and has a gym bag with her. Kali cheerfully greets Aria as Aria complains about how sore she is from the gym, adding that her trainer worked her out HARD. Kali offers Aria a massage, which she accepts after a moment of hesitation. Aria joins Kali on the couch. Kali begins massaging Aria’s shoulders, turning it into a lengthy massage. Aria eventually relaxes, moaning about...
xmoviesforyouThe night he crashed was also the night he met his 'boyfriend' of sorts, that he knew next to nothing about. The man (if he could be called such) went by the name Ebima, and he had pulled Chris from the wreckage of twisted metal that was his car. Ebima had spirited Christopher to his own world, and to Chris' constant embarrassment, made love to the boy in ways that made Chris' head spin and cheeks flush. Ebima returned Chris to the hospital, and disappeared for a few weeks. Chris went...
Hi, guys, this is my first story, so please leave your comments so that I can correct my mistakes next time. And can produce more such stories. Read it till the end it might help ladies to seduce someone badly. Not really for boys since it will frustrate you a lot since I got frustrated. My aunt is a very short and fat lady. Most short ones have big boobs and ass as did she. I don’t know her exact size so please think about a short and fat lady may be of 38C size. I was doing my Engineering in...
IncestTime stopped. I watched in horror as a maroon sedan in front of me drifted onto the shoulder of the highway, suddenly and violently dug the right front tire into the soft dirt, and abruptly slewed the back end of the car around until the car was broadside to the road. I could see a blonde female inside frantically trying to regain control over the careening vehicle, but I knew it was too late. At seventy-five or eighty miles per hour, the car started to roll over onto the passenger side, and...
Diva exited a lot as she walkd to her anal trainers room..she was just 18 with a tight pussy opend a very few times-not properly-n wth an unopend anxious ass...she enterd th room..she lukd for james,she knows his name..th bathroom door opnd a macho man cmpletly nakd wth a 10inch cock hangin down..reachd her.without any bullshit talks he kissd her with palms undr her bare buttocks..remvd her top,bra..her cherry nipples shown.he startd tenderly kissin it thn turnd in 2 suckin hard ,rubbin hard...
Kay went into her sons room in the morning, "Morning sleepy head!" Bobby was still fast asleep though, {mother} sighed, and thought to herself [I]same thing every morning[/I] as she moved to the window. She opened the window as she said "Wakey! wakey! honey!", to which Bobby only snored in his sleep in response. At this point Kay became frustrated, "Bobby! Wake-up!". "um...mom?" Bobby began to stir. "Morning sunshine," Kay greeted her son with a smile, "Finally, good". To Bobby's surprise, his...
IncestI'm humming along to the radio as I wash-up and listen to them playing together behind me. Jess is squealing with delight as Dad romps on the floor with her. The sounds are reminiscent of my own childhood with him and gives me good feeling. Staring at the darkness through the window I recall us romping just the same: My fingers spanning his bicep, attempting to penetrate into its shear bulk. His laugh, his fondle, calling me his princess. I adored him. But that carefree period of innocence...
But this stranger wasn't my daughter. My Christine was dead, and as I moved towards her, this one retreated and my hands instantly withdrew from the past. She and I were poles apart in a place where I was King and France was no longer a Republic. We were trapped in a claustrophobic underworld where there were no genteel ladies or polite tetes a tetes over tea. Here, my laws and decrees held sway, and women were whatever I wanted them to be: maids, gypsies, or nuns. Even aristocratic ladies...
I'm a 29yr old married man living South Africa, never really thought of the panty thing as a turn on till a couple of years ago, my wifes sister stayed with us for a week one summer, we all went out for a walk in the hills and when we got home the s*s in law went for a shower, I went in the bathroom when she came out, as I was undressing for the shower I noticed her dirty washing piled in a corner, I picked it all up to move it and noticed her blue g string among her clothes, I picked the g...
It was April 25th, 1929. Robert Miller regards himself in the body length mirror, one of many that decorate the walls of the ballroom that he is in. He is handsome and dashing, strong and graceful in his appearance. His gorgeous shoulder length brown hair, tied back with black lace. Robert’s bright icy blue eyes tell the story of a man who is passionately in love. His silk black tuxedo, cut to perfection, highlights his firm physical features. He tugs on his jacket and straightens himself,...
I always had a thing for my wife's sister, Cindy. My wife Amy knew this, and never really objected to it. Cindy was a shy, sweet, innocent girl. We were sure that she was a virgin, and probably had never even been kissed.Amy was about 5'4", with long, straight jet-black hair, 95 pounds, dark skin, and 32c boobs. She has a perfect, jet black triangle of pubic hair that looks stunning against her brown skin. Cindy is much lighter-skinned than Amy, and is tiny-about 4'11", no more than 80 pounds....