Malan MothersChapter 15
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It was the next day before Tom could get his interviews with each of the Malan Mothers. He struck more than a few problems with identities. Margo didn't want her husband back on Earth to know where she was; Ruth didn't want the criminals she had infiltrated to know where she was; her employers also wanted it kept secret. Esther was extremely wary of revealing to the US military that she had effectively deserted her military responsibilities, and preferred it remain that she had simply "disappeared".
He had already decided to downplay Jeannette's role in events, so only Esme could be identified without any repercussions.
Some agonising on Tom's part brought him to the conclusion that he had to call them "Mother A", Mother B", and so on, with an explanation that the women did not want their role as surrogate mothers to affect their future lives on Rehome. He would need to get a statement from the Governor to say that the stories were true as far as was known by the Colony, and that hiding their identities from public view was approved by his office.
Once they knew that their identities would not be revealed, the ladies became more forthcoming with their stories. Esme's former location could be stated, but Margo's would have to remain, "an American city". Jeannette would simply be "A former RAF servicewoman". Ruth's story would have to be extremely vague, saying that she had worked as an undercover agent for a security organisation in the United States.
Esther's tale would be even more difficult to tell. Tom decided to make it that she was "a serving officer in the US military", and that the author had seen documentation that confirmed her exact status. In her case, he would NOT claim that she was on Rehome. In fact, he eventually decided that in telling their stories he would not reveal "their current whereabouts", and simply leave it to the readers to draw their own conclusions, from the fact that the story appeared in the Rehome News!
Despite the normal rush to get a story out, he worked slowly on this one. He wanted every word to be both accurate and also unhelpful, for any person wanting to find them. Another ploy he adopted was to say that the ladies were currently living under assumed names. That would go some way to stopping a search for them.
A point occurred to Tom, that might be useful, and he phoned The Personalia to talk about it. They were willing to listen to anything impinging on the Malan children's lives. He explained his reasoning.
"My understanding is that any search being made that involved Rehome databases, where the name of any Malan mother was concerned, could be monitored by The Personalia. Is that so?"
"This is a correct statement, Tom Pfeiffer."
"In that case, are you able to prevent any of the ladies' names being found?"
"We see what you are thinking of, Tom Pfeiffer. We are in a position to substitute a similar, but different, name in the databases, if access is sought from Earth. Thus Esme Limbada might be replaced by Emilia Lambert, maintaining the same approximate position in database indexes, with the same initials. Would such a plan meet your concerns?"
"Indeed it would, my friends. Thank you."
The story would not link particular Malan children to particular mothers. That would be an unnecessary intrusion on their lives, and would contribute nothing to the effectiveness of the story.
His final paragraphs would be the killer point.
"These women were either volunteered, bribed, ordered, or otherwise coerced into becoming surrogate mothers to alien children. Having brought their children to term, the babies were cruelly snatched away by the political or military establishments, with the intentions of studying alien physiology and child development.
These poor women, their bodies ready to nourish their offspring, were completely deprived of that maternal task that their bodies were ready to perform, and for years afterwards they were given no information about what had happened to their children. The children were cocooned in an artificial environment as an object of scientific study; deprived of their mother's love.
Due to political pressures, Earth's politicians eventually asked The Personalia to take over responsibility for these children. The Personalia then asked the Rehome Colony to rear them in surroundings carefully prepared, to bring them up as Malan children should be, speaking the Malan language and learning about Malan customs and society. This was achieved by raising them, under the supervision of The Personalia, in a house in Metropolis sheltered from human society until the children were old enough to integrate with humanity.
The Personalia have now performed what should have been the human duty of Earth's political leaders: brought mothers and children together. This newsman saw this in action, and was quite touched by the love these Earth ladies still held towards their alien offspring. It was marvellous to watch a Malan child look at its mother for the first time, and say "Mummy, thank you for finding me", and the mother saying "I have missed you a great deal, Usgar (or Tuchgar, or Nargo, or Amech) – the names of these children.
The Personalia and Rehome Colony have done the "human" thing, welcoming and nurturing these children, while Earth's leaders treated these children as aliens only, to be shunned, studied, experimented on; everything except loved, a trait which is the greatest and most important indicator of our humanity."
When he had completed the text of the story, Tom sent it to the Governor for clearance to publish. Bob brought it home, to be vetted by his wives. As mothers themselves, they were the best judges of what was right. They approved the story without changing a word, and Bob gave Tom the go-ahead to disseminate it.
Tom prepared his distribution plan. He made contact with a large number of different news distributers in many countries, and told them that this story had to be released right after it was received. He explained that it was a social story that had political overtones, so he was concerned that the politicians might try to prevent publication if forewarned. That was why he wanted publication the same day or on the first occasion that the publication could use it.
He added a covering note, "You may read the story first, but I demand that if used, it should appear exactly as it was written, without editorial interference. It is an all or nothing release. If you cannot use it as is, then do not use it at all. The wording is that important. Translation into other languages MUST be done or approved by The Personalia (contact number attached). Should you choose to use the story, I am happy to accept a publication fee of half your normal rate. Follow-up stories may or may not be possible: it is not known yet if cooperation can be obtained for such follow-up stories."
He set up his computer system to send off the story to all parts of Earth at the same time. It had the desired effect. The story appeared in hundreds of newspapers all over Earth, and by the time the Authorities woke up to the danger of the story, it was too late. It was already viral on the Internet, on all the social networking websites, and within a few hours parliamentary representatives were getting calls from constituents, demanding that their member of parliament, etc. not have been involved in the abysmal treatment of the Malan children and their mothers.
Some replied innocently, declaring that they were in the dark about such matters, and would take it up with their party leader. Others tried to pretend that they knew nothing, but other representatives pointed out facts that they were aware of, putting the pretenders right in the muck. As someone once said, you can lie using words, but you can also lie with silence.
A few thus remained completely silent, not wanting to make any admission at all. Instead, they sent frantic messages to their senior colleagues: "What do we say?"
The panic messages went all the way up the line, to where those directly concerned were now looking for excuses, or other people to blame. The best targets were faceless officials, incompetent military advisers or procedures that had been misapplied. This was difficult to apply where most of those involved were officially unknown.
The buck finally got passed to UN Secretary-General, a man who had been entirely unaware of the whole affair until a few days previously.
He came to the conclusion that a) the real culprits were likely to be sheltered and hidden from view by politicians who did not want the full facts to emerge; b) The public needed a scapegoat, and that was himself; and 3) a personal apology to the Malan children was the best policy for him to adopt.
He asked The Personalia if they would provide transport for him to Rehome, so that he could perform this duty. They were pleased to do so, therefore he made a public announcement to the media.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the planet Earth, your representatives have failed to show decent humanity towards the Malan children born on Earth, and their mothers. I feel it is incumbent on me, as the appointed spokesman for humanity, to go to Rehome Colony, where these children now live, and apologise to them for mankind's inexcusable behaviour toward them.
I speak for those who, like me, were not told that such terrible behaviour was happening. I do not know which persons were the culprits, and which gave tacit approval by not objecting, so I leave it to the people of the world to decide whether their elected representatives acted correctly or not, and whether they should remain in office. Those who care for humanity should reveal what they know, and rely on the electorate to forgive them.
For me, seeking forgiveness from those affected is the only real remedy. I ask for your prayers to assist me in this task. Farewell."
His visit to Rehome started with a Landership landing on the East River and gliding over to the boundary between river and road. At the recommendation of The Personalia, a cherry-picker was used to deliver the Secretary-General from the road to the spaceship's hatch without any climbing being involved.
Within a few hours he was stepping out onto aircraft steps on the beach at Metropolis. As he got to the last step down, Governor of Rehome Colony Robert Kempe was there to greet him.
"Welcome to our colony, sir. You are our honoured guest. My car is waiting by the roadside, but we still have to walk across the sand to get there. That is one of the signs that we are a young colony, and not a fully-fledged planet yet."
As they walked together towards the road, the Secretary-General remarked, "I am not really a guest, Governor; more of a supplicant, here to ask your Malans for some forgiveness for the way Earth treated them."
Bob Kempe was conciliatory. "I understand that, sir. I saw your broadcast; it was recorded for me to see. It was an impressive performance! have arranged for you to visit the Malan children, and to meet their mothers, tomorrow. Today, you are our guest at the Governor's mansion, and we will put you up tonight, in one of the guest bedrooms."
"Oh, Thank you, Governor. That is most generous of you."
"Generous, my foot! We keep these rooms set aside for important visitors, and one doesn't get any more important than the Secretary-General of the United Nations! We are on official generosity expenses now, so enjoy it, sir.
"Anyway, my wife Mary is the best chef on the planet, and she wants to impress you with gourmet meals."
"You are confusing me sir. I thought your wife's name was Diane?"
"My first wife is Diane; she's head of Security. My second wife is Ruth; she's head of social services; my third wife is Mary; she has no colony position but is a businesswoman of note. My fourth wife is Helen, and she is Chief Meteorologist for the planet. They are all working women, sir, as well as the mothers of my children. You will meet them all at our evening meal. You should have brought your own wife with you."
"I never thought of it, Governor. I intended just a quick visit, to offer my apologies, then straight home again."
"Esther Price, welcome to the planet and Colony of Rehome. I am Robert Kempe, Governor of this Colony, and you and your daughter – Jenny I think your name is, young lady?" and he smiled down at Jenny, "You and your daughter – and your friend - are the guests of the Colony. Before I take you up to meet some special people, this man has to ask Mummy and Charlie a few questions." He bent down to the level of Jenny and said softly, "Only grown-ups get asked these things, Jenny, and certainly...
"Esther? Diane Kempe. Thank you for your assistance with that little problem on Earth. The Personalia were pleased with your advice. It worked out very well." "Thank you, Mrs Kempe. I was glad to help. It was good to know that my past experience had some value in a positive sense. I hope my old unit can now work more effectively in future." "That, I am sure of, thanks to your advice and The Personalia's actions. It has proved to me that your presence within our organisation can be...
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She turned back to Enid. "Enid, allow me to present Esme Limbada, moneylender to the masses at Albany, Georgia. Esme, this is Enid Pfeiffer, wife of our Colony newspaper editor, Tom. Tom and Enid have been instrumental in this affair." "Come in, Esme. Come in and meet Jeannette and Margo. We are having a girls giggle session at the moment." She dragged Esme into the front room, where two more ladies had stood up to welcome her. "Girls, This is another of the same: Esme Limbada. Esme,...
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"Good grief, girl, no. You surely have heard about foreplay? Stand up and show yourself, still in bra and panties, and invite him to come and kiss you, to fondle you, to run his hands all over your body, and then let him take off your undies. Make it a pleasure for him; a few soft gasps of pleasure from you, real or simulated, would also help, my dear. Allow him to run his hands over your breasts, and your pussy – I assume you bathed this morning – and let him excite your clit with his...
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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....
"That is so, Governor. Oh, I should mention that I have discussed my forthcoming marriage with the London University Vice-Chancellor by phone, and he understands that I could not commute to my job from another planet. He has accepted my resignation, and has waived the mandatory period of notice. I have to admit that I failed to mention to him that I have a new job lined up in the Colony. I thought that would be to much of a shock." "That was thoughtful, of you, Pro ... I mean, Jane. I...
Jeannette replied, "It is a compliment, actually, to find that someone thinks of me as a desirable woman. It doesn't happen often." Enid added, "Anyway, dear, you have my permission to ogle her. I get plenty of ogling from you, so she deserves a little attention. She is a nice woman." Tom was gobsmacked. Permission to admire another woman? This was unheard of. He wondered. "Enid, are you pregnant again?" "Why, Tom, how nice of you to notice! Yes, I am. How did you know?" "When...
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Esme rounded on her. "Marjory, girl, you have just GOT to tell us what that was all about! It sounded so weird, what you were saying, that we must know what the other end was. It sounded like your fella was on his knees!" Marjory started to tell her sad tale, about falling for her Derek, and making love with him, in the expectation that he was the love of her life and they would get married eventually. She had had a series of shocks. It was a shock to discover how unyielding her parents...
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He waited, then listened to a reply. "Right. Thank you. Please note that he is about to be arrested, so we don not want him leaving." He closed the call. "Thanks, Ruth, for reminding me. He will not be able to leave now. Now we just hav e to pick him up. Where will he be?" "This time of day? Probably heading out for his evening meal, either at home or in a restaurant. Do we know if he is married?" "The data we got for him does not mention any spouse, so presumably not," replied...
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...
"Good." Tom was emphatic about that. "We can talk with Enid before anything happens. She is my wife, and must have a full input into any such arrangement. Agreed?" She looked up with a small smile. "Agreed. I greatly admire Enid." They returned to Tom's office, where he had work to get dealt with. Jeannette thought she could work on her planning for the book publishing venture in his office. Tom's work would not distract her. Once she got absorbed in composing a document, she was...
"I expect you are correct. So that if the story appeared in your paper, that would be acceptable to the authorities here?" "Unfortunately, not so, lady. You would still be bound by the agreement you signed, as long as you remain within their boundaries." "Even though the events happened in the USA?" "I would expect that to be the case, Mrs Reagan. Anywhere on Earth, you are liable to be facing these restrictions. Most governments have reciprocal agreements over many similar matters....
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...
"Indeed so, Margo. They are more reliable than any human I have met. They have a rigid sense of propriety, and stick to it. You may not realise it, but they are into big business on Earth, and are worth a fortune. For example, they run an audit service for most of the big companies, and are great at the job." Margo was suddenly interrupted by a store employee. "Pardon, ma'am, but you are causing a slight obstruction to other shoppers. Would you mind moving, please?" "Oh, sorry. I'll...
"Very well. You have a visitor visa for one month, renewable with a sponsor. Settler status merits permanent residence and a land grant." "Thank you." "You are welcome, ma'am." The man now turned to Tom with a smile of recognition. "Hi, Tom. Are you her escort?" "I am, Fred, for my sins. These two girls are her daughters: Anita is this one, and the baby is Carina." "Duly noted. Please escort them off the beach, Tom." "Come along, Margo. Hopefully someone is here to meet...
Margo looked up from encouraging Anita to feed herself. "Sure. Fine by me." Jeannette looked over from the sink, where she was washing breakfast dishes. "Visitors? Same ones as before?" "Yes. I think it could be interesting. You WILL stay for that, won't you, Jeannette?" Jeannette notice the tone, and replied. "Certainly. I shall be here. I can go to the bank afterwards." Margo looked up, keenness in her gaze. "The bank? Can I go with you, Jeannette? I have to arrange a change...
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"Yes, I reckon I did say that." "You were quite correct in your analysis. The software did not have The Personalia identified as allies, so that the terms "alien" and "Personalia" set off the alarms. I have ordered a software upgrade, not just on this base, but everywhere that the same software is in use. Thank you again for your help with this, Colonel. Your restriction is of course immediately lifted." "Thank you, sir. I am most grateful for your quick attention to the...
He got back to Ian and told him what he had found. They decided that Dearden should be interviewed, smartish. They asked colleagues at Coventry to start with a preliminary interview, if he could be found at the university. He was located there, so the local police went and pulled him out of his class, and invited him, with some pressure, to the station for a recorded interview. He looked more puzzled than worried, at the start, but they refused to speak to him about possible accusations...
"I see. Then you should try Trevor Defreitas, CEO of Rehome Deliveries. He has recently become chairman of the Circle, so should know what's what, and where the bodies are buried." Taking that on board, Esme phoned Rehome Deliveries and asked for him, as Chair of Metropolis Business Circle. He was soon on the line. "What can we of the Business Circle do for you, Ma'am?" She said carefully, "We of the Bank of Rehome are considering a loan request from Mr Thomas Carson, a local...
"Miss Proctor, may I call you Ruth? I was under the apprehension that your talent lay in undercover situations. Your attire does not give that impression to me. Have you any explanation?" Ruth looked surprised. "Sorry, Madam. I was given to believe that this was a business meeting, to discuss a new task. I dressed accordingly. When it comes to my work, I will dress appropriately for that environment." "Ah. That is all right, then. I unfortunately assumed that this was your normal mode...
"Please explain what you mean by that, Esther." "If you can cause problems for his family members – brothers, cousins, parents, children, that will certainly impact on his effectiveness with his criminal activities. For example, if his children were being accused of unacceptable activities at school, they might be threatened with expulsion. He would be under pressure then. If a brother or sister was accused of stealing from their church funds, that would be effective. If any of his family...
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Unlike most of her co-workers, Donna enjoyed her job at the post office. She had been working behind the counter for over twenty years now and had long ago established a rhythm that made things go by smoothly and quickly.Donna also enjoyed talking to people and this job brought them to her in droves. Sure there was the occasional asshole or the distraught person who made things difficult. But most of the time the conversations were enjoyable.And after all these years she hardly even noticed how...
To say I was shocked would have been the understatement of the year. Hell, the century. Here I was laying front to front with one of the two cutest 13 year old girls in the whole world, and one I had seen completely naked involved in about every sex act you could imagine, albeit forced. She was kissing me, tongue in my mouth, softly rubbing my chest as she softly, gently, slowly rubbed my raging hard on and very sensitive balls. I guess I should have felt lucky - at least she wasn't sucking...
Commander Jane Shepard. Hero of the Blitz. Warrior of Akuze. First Human Spectre. And Savior of the Galaxy, Vanquisher of the Reapers. Everyone knows her story, by the age of 26, she is a legend. On Earth she is what every soldier aspires to be. Men and Women both lust over the pictures of her in her N7 System alliance military space armour, her bright, flaming red hair flying in the wind as holds a M-99 Saber assault rifle in her hands, her crew and Ship, the SSV Normandy,...
After finishing up my vacation with the kids, I dropped them off at my parent’s for the weekend. Rex was entertaining clients and would be home later in the evening. I wanted to have a sexy weekend with my husband. I had been thinking about Sandy, the babysitter. My husband and I had a threesome with her for our anniversary. I wanted to surprise Rex with another threesome with her. I couldn’t stop thinking about our threesome. Sandy and her squirting orgasms made me hot. Several times on...
Group SexYou wave at the drab yellow taxi which passes you, then slowly reverses and allows you entry.. The driver is an older black male with a receding hairline and stern look on his face. He pulls over after a while to pick up a young lightskinned male, who sits at your right..then stops once more for a tall darkskinned corporate type waving his cellphone in the middle of the street..he quickly jumps in and sits at your left..they each steal glances at your cleavage and the young one even starts...
Sweet and voluptuous babe Anna Chambers can not wait to get those big tits of hers out of that lingerie and right into your face. She loves putting her tits right there making you want to nibbles on those nips! So badly she would love to feel your hand running over her bush as you eat out her pussy. Nathan is a lucky man getting that ass right in his face to eat and makes those tits bounce fucking her hard! Anna wants to take it all. Give it to her rough, give it to her with passion. You can...
xmoviesforyouMachine translation. I ask some errors to apologizeChapter 1Anton and Inge are Both engineers and married. When Anton got an offer for a project in Qatar Both knew thatthis was just for a few years. So he left to start his new project to Doha. In the country arrived he worked his way Quickly and Quickly found friends. Among synthesis friends so a European / Asian couple with who he what, the longer he was there, spent more and more time. Thomas from Switzerland and "Suzy" Said her nickname from...
I had seen Anne around the school for about a year before. She was a small girl from Hawaii and very soft-spoken. She hung around my friend group and we spoke many times, each time getting a little closer.Anne and I joined the friend group when they headed to the gulf coast of Florida for spring break, and on the drive down we sat next to each other and decided we would pair off for the week. The group rented a large four-bedroom suite for the weekend, which was pretty expensive but not when...
College SexWe see that familiar opening sequence – various scenes of UK life, taken from the introductions to previous episodes – a field, a beach, a pub, a motorway ... but now we are seeing medieval castles, green pastures, ancient forests, and nordic invaders. The BBC documentary title appears “The United Kingdom of Zoo” and then the logo “Celebrity Edition; The Last Kingdom” is slapped on the bottom in a dog jizz shaped font. “While this looks much like the Scottish Highlands, we are actually in...
In my early twenties, I made some poor choices and ended up in jail facing up to ten years in prison. Now just to clarify, I lived in a small Midwestern town, so it's not like I was headed off to pelican bay or Chino, but prison is prison. As a youth, I had been a bit of a malcontent and spent time in mental institutions but nothing like adult prison.Growing up, I found myself confused about my sexuality. This was in part because my dad ridiculed me and made nasty comments about me being gay....
I awoke with a jerk then regretted it as the back of my neck started to throb. Getting up I could see that I had fallen asleep on the key board. Looking around after relieving myself I was a little concerned as to where Sheila was. Shrugging my shoulders I went back to the comp starting to type again as fast as I could. Almost an hour later I had completed another program. One that would help me to try and figure out just what in the hell was going on with Sheila. Then again I was going to...