Malan MothersChapter 15
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"We are The Personalia. We are contacting the mothers of Malan children. You gave birth to one about five years ago. We are offering to bring you to meet your child, in Rehome colony. The child would be interested to meet you."
"Malan?"
"Yes. The alien child you carried and birthed, but never saw."
"How do you know about that? I never knew anything about my child."
"We have access to much information; more than you might expect. There are records naming you as one of the mothers. You were probably paid a large sum of money as a payoff for your surrogate service."
"That is correct. O.K., I believe you. Now what?"
"We can offer you free transport to Rehome colony to meet your child. We shall require a DNA sample, either blood or saliva will do, to identify which child is yours. One has already been identified in this manner, and another is on Rehome waiting for the test to be performed. We presume you would wish to meet your child: all four are quite delightful children."
"What do I get in return for my cooperation?"
"Madam, we do not think in such terms. Our only interest is in re-uniting mothers with their children. We consider that a responsible end in itself. Do you seek more money? That can be provided if you are short of cash by now, but we did not expect you to be a spendthrift."
"Nooo, I don't need money, but I enjoy the excitement of my career as an undercover agent. Can you offer something similar?"
"We ourselves are not in a position to offer employment. Being spaceship Persons, we have no inherent requirement for human crew. The Rehome Colony does have a security service, though it has no army as such. That organisation is led by a former US Special Forces officer, so she may be able to offer interesting employment."
"If I choose not to remain there, can I return here?"
"There is no requirement for you to remain on Rehome. We simply assumed you would wish to remain with your child. When the story about the human mothers of the Malan children comes out, your undercover employment on Earth may not be tenable, assuming you are not whisked off to a cell somewhere by the authorities, to keep you incommunicado."
"Eh? Are you seriously claiming they would do that to me; to a serving soldier?"
"Yes, based on past experience with human authorities. Their priority appears to be what is best for the organisation and its top hierarchy. Humans at a lower level appear to be regarded as expendable, to keep the truth from emerging. You come into that category, Ruth. You may also find your cash payoff being rescinded."
"I am not happy at all this, but I can see your logic. How about I use some of my accrued vacation time, and come visit the child; and we can take it from there?"
"That is acceptable. We only need to agree on a location for collecting you, preferably at a water site – a river or lake would be adequate. You can take only what you can carry in the way of luggage. Phone this number as and when you are prepared to leave."
Esme Limbada said a final farewell to Timmy, Joe and Jimmy, telling them that she did not know when she would be back, but she trusted them to do their best for Judith, as Judith would be looking after the business in Esme's absence.
The most emotion came from Jimmy, who came over to give her a hug. "Look after yourself, boss. You have been good to us, hasn't she, Joe?"
Joe's response was "She has that, Jimmy. Best employer we have ever had!"
Jimmy appeared puzzled, as he counted off the number of employers on his fingers, coming up with a total of two. He shrugged his shoulders, with no understanding of what Joe meant, and decided to leave things alone.
Esme had already said her goodbyes to Judith, and now donned her outdoor coat, grabbed her suitcase and sling handbag, and left without any backward looks. It would have hurt her to do so.
At the front door, her teenage parking driver was waiting with the car. She told him to get back at the wheel, and drive her round the corner and a couple of blocks further on.
He did so, while she watched his driving. She nodded to herself: she was satisfied.
"Jeremy, you have a special task tonight, and it may take you a few hours of driving. Are you up for that?"
"I sure am, Miz Limbada. My folks know they can rely on me, and won't worry if I am late home."
"Fine. I want you to drive me up Route 300 and across to Lake Blackshear, to a spot I designate. You will drop me there, turn the car, and go directly home again, without any questions, and put the car away until Miz Cavallo has need of it. You do for her what you did for me, right?"
"Anything you say, Miz Limbada. You know I am reliable. I will do exactly what you say. Can't you tell me anything?"
"Only that someone will be along to pick me up, so there is no need to concern yourself about me, Jeremy. I will be away for quite a while, so I expect you to study hard and pass all your exams. You are going to be a good businessman, eventually. I want to be proud of you, young man."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Right. State Route 300. I presume you have the road map in the car?"
"In the door pocket, ma'am. I have studied it hard, so I know all the routes around Georgia, even if I haven't driven them."
"Excellent. Before we leave, take this cash – a hundred dollars." She stuffed it into he shirt pocket. "Use it for fuel for this car, and get to know all the roads better when the car is not required by Miz Cavallo. I want you to be familiar with all of the routes by the time I get back."
"Yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am. I'll put the money in my sock, out of sight of anyone. Do you have to be at your designated spot by a specific time, ma'am?"
"No, Jeremy. I shall phone for my pickup when I get closer, so I do not want you driving recklessly. Be a good driver tonight, to show me your competence, Jeremy."
"Will do, ma'am."
He settled back round at the wheel, and checked around carefully before leaving the kerb. He drove steadily, but not fast, as he got used to doing a lot more than taking the car to or from its lockup. Within fifteen minutes, he had confidence at last, and as he moved onto Route 300, he speeded up, being careful to keep below the speed limit.
Esme took the opportunity to have a nap while they sped up the road, and it seemed little time before Jeremy was asking where he should turn off. She gave him explicit directions to the lakeside road, and then rang the number she had in her phone. She reported.
"I am leaving state route 300, headed for the lakeside road. I will phone again when we get near."
"We? Explain."
"My driver will drop me off, and take the car back to Albany."
"Acceptable. Thank you. Allow about ten or fifteen minutes for us to get to you at the shore."
Finally, she found a spot where the road ran along the shore, unobstructed by trees. She told Jeremy to stop and wait, while she took her torch to the water's edge. She shone it in, and found that the lake bottom was shallow at this point. Satisfactory. She returned to the car.
"Right, Jeremy, this spot is suitable for me to be collected. You can go home now."
"Yes, ma'am. Have a nice trip, ma'am. See you soon."
"Thanks for everything, Jeremy. Farewell."
He watched her open her phone and dial, then he found a suitable spot, turned the car and left her, satisfied he had done everything he could. He now retraced his way back the miles of rural roads to route 300 and home.
Esme made her call, and simply left her phone on. She laid her suitcase down flat on the dry grass at the side of the road, and used it as a cushion. She admired the intermittently moonlit lake in front of her. There was no wind to speak of, and the moonlight was reflected from the surface whenever there was a break in the cloud.
The developing night was quiet, except for the noise of a band playing in the distance, further up the lake on her side. It was an indistinct sound, so that she assumed the band was inside a building, with a window or two open for ventilation.
A car came along the road, heading for the distant music. She was certainly lit up by the headlights, but would have been just an unclear figure sitting up. As usual, the driver did not stop to ask if she needed help, in case it was a set-up for a robbery. It sped off into the night and was soon obscured by roadside trees at the next bend.
She was starting to wonder where her lift had got to, when a black shadow loomed out the night, fractionally lit by the occasional moonlight above. It was immense!
The huge vessel glided to the shore, where she now stood up holding her phone in one hand, her suitcase in the other. As she gaped at the massive ship, a hatch opened in the side, a dozen feet above her, and a woman stood in the doorway.
"Esme?" she called down.
Esme used her torch to illuminate herself, saying "Here. How do I get up there?"
"There are rungs, but here's a rope to tie on to your suitcase handle." A rope of some kind snaked down to the ground, and Esme noted that the machine had come off the water a fraction, so she could step from the ground onto a rung. Now that she was close enough to tie on her suitcase, she could see the rungs, each lit gently from behind. Once her suitcase vanished above, she climbed the rungs, and was pleased that they were dry and easily grasped. In a minute of climbing she was at the hatch, and was pleased to find another rung inside, giving her a handhold to pull herself in. The woman then gave her a hand to stand up.
"Hi. I am Diane, Head of Security for Rehome Colony. Welcome to a Landership, whose name I did not ask about."
"I call myself John Hopkins University, as I admire their research ethos." Said a male voice from nowhere.
"Ah, right. Thank you John. I apologise for my bad manners."
"No bother. Who is the lady, Diane?"
"This is Esme Limbada, one of the mothers of Malan children, so be nice to her, John."
"Sure will, Diane. Welcome aboard, Esme Limbada. Is it Miss, Mrs or Miz?"
Esme was shocked. I am being asked by a spacecraft about the correct form of address? Getting over the shock, she replied, "Miss Limbada, John, but you may call me Esme."
"Thank you, Esme. I will do that. Are we set to leave, Diane?"
"Just give us a moment to get seated, John, then we can be off." She gestured to Esme to follow her through to another room or cabin, where several seats were fixed to the floor. "Have a seat and put your seatbelt on, Esme. It is a standard car seatbelt, and probably unnecessary, right, John?"
"That is it, Diane, but we prepare for possible evasive action, if we get spotted. We interfere with radar signal reception, so we should be invisible, but that might lead to a commercial aircraft getting in our way. THAT is the real reason for the seatbelt."
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Fearn, if you would dispense the tea, and I pour the coffee, Nargo can assist with the milk jug. Right, girls?" Fearn and Nargo did a 'high five' and proceeded with their tasks, while the adults admired their dedication to these duties. As soon as the drinks were poured, Esme sent Nargo and Fearn to bring in the plates of scones, pancakes, and decorated cupcakes. Esme explained to her guests that while she had baked the scones last night, Fearn had done most of the pancakes and cupcakes...
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He gave in to nature. "If you want, Jeannette." He moved his hands on to her body, moving them to her breasts above him, as she had lifted herself to facilitate her movement. She started grinding against him, putting pressure on her clitoris as she moved back and forth against him. Tom did his best to not seem too enthusiastic, but his body insisted in participating in the natural movement of a man and woman. He found himself grunting as he jerked up to speed up his plunging into...
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FetishKiyone paused just below the landing to the second floor. Noting, a pale shaft of light knifing along the floor from the dining area towards the living room. It only required a seconds concentration to gauge its source. Stealing a single glance upwards, Key stealthily aborted her descent, hoping to leave the tranquil moment above undisturbed. Stalking again down the second floor hall, she descended briskly into 'the library' as they had coined the room where Nobuyki kept his collection...
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“That was extraordinary,” I say, wide-eyed and fascinated, “I’m not even sore.”“Give it a few minutes,” Emily says, and Xandra smiles.“Alright,” I say, offering a reserved smile.“Don’t worry,” Emily says, “It’s a good kind of sore.”Seeing me wobble, Xandra takes me by the shoulders and helps me to the floor. I kneel with my back under the hot water and do some easy stretching. After a moment, a stupid grin curls my face into a ridiculous shape. Seriously. This is a truly idiotic smile, and it’s...
Oral SexVanakam nanbargale enathu peyar Jai, enathu vaazvil oru nigazhvu nadanthathu athum velli kizhamai aandru nadanthathu. Athu vaara kadaisi naan appozhuthu single, naan oru nalla vishayam pannuven athu ennavendraal barku senru saraku addipen. Nan andru angu sendru oru beer order seithen enathu ethiril oru sexyana pen ammarthu irunthaal. Naan beer kudichathil boothai thalaiku eeri enathu vellai stress ellam kuraithathu naan romba nithanamanen pinbu enathu ennangal ellam nandraga irunthathu. Pinbu...
Hi to all the readers of IndianSexStories.net – especially to aunties,bhabhies,girls and all the ladies who find their sexual desire outside…This is Ronny after a long time from Dehradun and i have received several feedback’s regarding my post stories..mostly from boys.let me make it clear i provide my service to females only..so please feedback’s from male are acceptable but request to provide my service is acceptable from females..mail me on lets start my story. As i was overweight,i started...
Eldon Parkhurst stood at the fringes of the crowd at the reception, enjoying watching the other guests interact. At least that’s what he was trying to tell himself. He may have been glancing at the crowd, but mostly he was watching Sheila Tomlinson, the young woman who was catering the reception. Sheila had once been a student of his. He thought she was lovely then and, in his opinion, she was even lovelier now. He wondered if she was married. As he watched the young woman and thought about...
We were not really a swingers but it happened to be as we were married for six years & Sarika my wife she is small but full of sex our sex was never dull because she is hot at her age of 28 she has lots to give me we are a social animals & we have few close couples which our good friends we often have party’s so we enjoy one couple that is Dinesh & Annu were very close actually Annu is very close to my Sarika & one night we were watching a blue film in it there were two couples who were have...
I arrived just when she told me. Dressed Just as she told me. My mistress doesn’t reward failure, but in succeeding the rewards are amazing. She took me into the play room and laid me out in the bed with my ankles secured to the bedposts. My wrists were tied with scarves above my head and I couldn’t move anything but my head. ‘Today we are going to play a game I call 5. I am sure you will love it as much as I my little slave. I am going to put my fist into your ass but you only have three...
It was three days from their chance encounter before Gordon called. He was very blunt, "Meet me in room 312 at the Marriott at one o'clock." "That's it?" Susan had asked. "What else do you need to know?" "How should I dress?" "Doesn't matter. You won't be wearing anything two minutes after you get here." And so began her new job as company whore. It probably wouldn't have been bad if her first meeting with Gordon had set the tone for he was a good lover and she had enjoyed...
Lily Bell can’t help but get distracted by her handsome new teacher, Alex Jones. The naughty blonde student notices that the teacher is not comfortable with her. Unable to restrain herself any longer, Lily starts teasing Alex. She flashes her purple lingerie to the unsuspecting man before giving him a wet kiss on the lips. Mr. Jones can’t help but feel hard and horny. He lets Lily give his cock a blowjob. He holds her head and shoves his dick deeper into her throat until she gags....
xmoviesforyouDisclaimer This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, and incidents are figments of the authors’ imagination. Any resemblance to events and/or persons is entirely coincidental. Copyright © UnXpected, 2010 “Can I taste you?” He ain’t said nothing but a thang. I admit, I was a little tipsy, knew I shouldn’t be. I am helping out at my girl friends party at the lodge, in charge of the coatroom. I led this fine young brother, bout in his late 40’s to the back of the closet. I’m in my early...
Disclaimer: Fictional story with actors who are consenting adults Beautiful Latina Reina is the first ever Hoby’s Hotties Rough Sex Contract Model. In her second scene she gets roughly punished for being a bad girl. She tells us in her interview that she loves the way Daddy roughs her up. She’s wearing a collar and leash and I tell her to get on her knees and slap her face and spit on her. I fuck her face roughly and put my fingers down her throat. I sit on her face and she eats my...
xmoviesforyouI wanted to make tonight special for her. We were going out for dinner, then back to my place for a night of fun. We had been planning this for 2 weeks, and I wanted it to be perfect. The plan was going for me to pick her up, and we were going to a good Italian place downtown. Well that went over perfectly, we had a lot of fun, and I got her to blush quite a few times. She's so cute when she blushes. Once the date was over and we started to head back to my place, I smiled and looked over at...
BDSMHow It All Began I retuned home early from work than my husband expected I thought id surprise him, I opened the front door and strangely he wasn’t downstairs so I headed up stairs, when I got nearer the top I heard a bitch moaning loudly, Oh fuck, oh fuck yeah, yeah baby she cried, what the fuck I thought as I stood in the door way there was my husband fucking some big titty rock bird doggy style, I stood at the doorway in rage, I was shaking with anger seeing my husband cheating with some...