Malan MothersChapter 15
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"Now, the mothers:" said Bob Kempe. "The first one was formerly in the RAF, and is now a resident here, preparing to go into business with a partner. The second one is a woman with two human children, and is here without her husband, deliberately so. The third lady we found running a moneylending business in an ethical manner, and she has turned her business over to an ex-army woman like herself, so she has relocated to Metropolis.
The fourth lady is in limbo at present. She is here to find her child, but is also on protective leave from her job as an undercover agent of the US army's criminal investigation unit. She has been given two months leave while her last job is finalised and the criminals caught.
Lastly, the most recent arrival is a serving officer in a USAF Intelligence Squadron. She, her Malan daughter, and her female partner were extracted by The Personalia and brought here. Their status is equivocal, as officially Esther is on duty, and might be seen as kidnapped, or as AWOL, depending on whether she is viewed as having gone deliberately or not. You might be in a position to have her declared as resigned from the USAF, or given an honourable discharge. All the other women had been given a sum of a million dollars in recompense for their surrogacy, but I have yet to establish whether she also received such compensation. Her serving status may have prevented such a payment at the time. The discussion she had with my wife about a possible inheritance suggested that money was a problem for her. Perhaps the US authorities can arrange for her to receive an "inheritance of a million dollars plus five years' interest."
Bernhard was feeling bushwhacked with all this information.
"I am once again impressed, this time with how you as a colony have dealt with the alien children and their mothers. You have been exceedingly kind in so many ways. One of your wives – I forget which one – said you were all learning the Malan language, so that you could talk to the Malan children in their mother tongue, but mainly so that the language is not lost to history. That is an altruistic viewpoint, extremely uncommon in most societies."
Bob was slightly offended. "Bernhard, we do not see our society as altruistic at all. We merely try to avoid many of the pitfalls noticed on Earth, that have derived from a long history. We started from scratch, with a clean slate, so we made no assumptions from the past, except to try to keep our society as open as possible. Our laws are simple and minimal, and thereby flows a lot of what you see. We have few criminals, and what crime appears is dealt with in the most efficient manner; local justice with the lawyers only being there to guide the local jury on evidence and sentencing. Our religious observances are simple: one composite church with one over-riding principle: love for your fellow beings. We have no standing army, for there is no external threat. Our economy is based on local ownership: no venture capital except from residents of the colony: The Personalia count as residents for this purpose. One bank, owned by the Colony, which is not allowed to speculate with depositors' funds. We make a lot of money from Earth couples wishing to marry on an other planet. The fees for such weddings are still considerable, but a lot less than we charged at the beginning when it was a social status symbol to have this almost unique start to a marriage.
Because we have land to spare, every new permanent settler is given a grant of land and help with building a home. We have no income tax, as much of our income as a colony comes from exporting to Earth, and we have no military budget to weigh us down. Education is free to every family, though we encourage parental involvement. Many parents contribute to a bonus fund for teachers whose pupils perform well, to recognise good teaching, and so on.
"That is the kind of society we are building, Bernhard. We give help where help is needed; our citizens participate in many ways, and those who fail to fit in are given new opportunities, such as banishment to an untouched part of the planet. Minor offences result in banishment to Earth, as a rule. Those who remain here do so because they are willing to fit in with our welcoming ethos."
"Okay – I can go along with that concept. I still need to meet the ladies, and the children, Bob."
Bob was ready to inform him. "I have asked the ladies to come to the Mansion tomorrow to meet you, then we will take them to the house of the Malans, where we can formally tell each mother which Malan is her child, and see how the children react. It should be interes..."
Bernhard's phone interrupted Bob. Bernhard looked embarrassed, but Bob waved him to answer it. "Hello?"
"Secretary-General? This is General Mackenzie. We have a had a breakthrough! Two of the air bases in England had their radars working the night of the raid, and they were not affected by whatever technical chicanery was used at RAF Feltwell. It took a long time to get around to checking radar records for the time of the raid, but two separate radars have these bastards dead to rights.
"The records show five of the so-called Landerships coming down from orbit and landing at RAF Feltwell. Four of them seem to have landed at four equidistant points round the base, and the fifth landed on the main runway. We have strong suspicions that the four were emitting some king of high-frequency audio signal, which caused all of us to feel disorientated and nauseous during the extraction of Lieutenant Price and the alien child.
"We still don't know if they walked out or were carried, but the elapsed time was pretty short, so we are assuming they were carried out, probably affected the same as the rest of the personnel. This suggests kidnapping rather than the lieutenant going voluntarily, though there is another factor. Price's girlfriend left her flat in Mildenhall village and took a bus to King's Lynn. The radar returns also show a Landership landing in the North Sea not far from King's Lynn. We have no data for its movements at sea level, but fairly soon thereafter, consistent with collecting a passenger from the shore, it reappeared, taking off from the sea surface and going back up to orbital height.
"That, we presume, was The Personalia collecting this woman, Charlotte Brown, for she is the only person noted by the police as going missing that night.
"Sir, we have prima facie evidence for kidnapping a member of the US armed forces and removing her from Earth."
Bernhard tut-tutted. "General, I see only a set of facts for spaceship movements. All else is supposition. You need to collect factual evidence for everything that happened on that base, and show a relationship to these ship movements. Then, and only then, can we make the kind of presumptions that you are suggesting.
"Now, I may have an opportunity to interview the lady herself, tomorrow. Once I have done so, I will be in a better position to comment further. Thank you for your call, General."
Tom Pfeiffer came gradually awake, his bladder telling him it was time he got up and relieved it. He was lying comfortably between two female bodies, his arm over the one; the other cuddled up to his back.
Recognising the familiarity of the female form in front of him, he said aloud, "I love you, Enid." He got a shock when her voice replied, "I love you too, Tom," when the voice came from behind him!
It sparked his realisation that Jeannette was now a familiar form to his every sense. She was truly a part of him and his life, just like Enid. He whispered, "I love you too, Jeannette", and got a satisfied mumble in return. This comforting situation was spoiled by his pressing need, so he murmured, "Excuse me, ladies. I've got to pee," and climbed over Jeannette to get out of bed.
The disturbance fully woke the other two, setting off a chain of visitors to the toilet. As he was up anyway, Tom found the battery clock and click on its light, to see the time. Damn. It was close to time for getting up, so he didn't have enough time for lovemaking this morning.
He let the two women settle back to sleep, and he went for his shower, got dressed, and started preparing breakfast.
Bernhard was tickled pink to meet the Earth women who had borne Malan children. They were all interesting people in their own right, and he had fun asking them to tell their stories. Esther was the oddity. She had arrived with her Malan daughter, Jenny, and the little girl had excitedly gone off to play with the Governor's children. Esther seemed lost without her daughter, and Bernhard asked her about her life as the mother of an alien. She seemed surprised at the question.
"Sir, as far as her being an alien, I never saw her as that. She was my daughter, the fruit of my loins, the baby that I carried for nine months. That counts for a lot, you know. No matter what she looked like, she was my child, and I cared for her. You have to be a mother to understand that, sir."
"Thank you, my dear. This does help me. There is a suggestion from the US military that you were kidnapped. Would you care to comment?"
"I would, sir. I was invited to go to Rehome colony to met the other Malan children, and to consider what was best for my own child. I will be doing that today, but from speaking to the other mothers of Malan children, I am already trending towards remaining here, for the benefit of my daughter. She needs to learn a great deal about her Malan heritage. Back on Earth, the focus was always on what benefit the military and the politicians would gain from studying her. I went along with that, on the surface, as I was a serving soldier obeying orders.
I now see these orders as being unconstitutional, as they harmed the development of my daughter, and harmed our mother-daughter relationship. Jenny was at times unsure whether I was on her side or not. I worked hard to support her and tell her that I loved her and would do everything I could for her, and I believe she accepts that. However, remaining on Earth was not to her ultimate benefit. She had to experience meeting and reacting with other Malan children, to help her to grow.
So far, they have gone out of their way to accept her. They were present to welcome her to Rehome when we landed, and that had an impact on me as well as on her. They are still strangers to her, but she recognised that they looked the same as her. For the first time in her life, she has met other children who were just like her. She was no longer the oddity among her friends; she was no longer the outsider. She belonged, at last!"
Bernhard wanted a positive reply, not a generalisation. "Are you saying you were not kidnapped, but came here voluntarily?"
Esther snapped at him, "Weren't you listening? Jenny was being held and experimented on, and I did not stop it happening! I had to get her away, but this was the first chance I had, at least the first with some degree of confidence that it would work.
"Of course I came voluntarily, Mr Secretary-General. My girlfriend came too, so there is no logical reason for me ever to go back."
Ruth leaned in to the debate. She had been listening to the raised voices. "Esther, you may not be aware of it, but the law of marriage on Rehome says that you and Charlie can get married here. Just a fact that may be of assistance."
Tom grunted, "O.K., I can go with that idea, Enid. Jeannette, you have to collect your certificate of permanent residence if it is ready, and complete the setting up of your business today. Do you want a lift, or do you feel like a walk?" Jeannette checked her watch. "Give me five minutes, Tom, and I'll accept that lift. I will walk home, but I may come back via the shops, Enid. Anything you want me to get for you?" "Yeah. Look for a new bed for Usgar. He is swamped in an adult bed,...
"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...
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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"I don't remember ever doing a stock check, Brenda. It has always been controlled by software, I am sure. Perhaps a physical stock check ought to be a priority for now?" Ruth gestured at her phone. "I have a list of all the items found in Metro Discounts which we suspect came from your business. In addition, I have a list of these same identifiers which we have traced to manufacturers on Earth. That data says they were all purchased by Lownie Stores, which is why we are so sure about...
Enid expounded, "No, you misunderstand. Mother Narech is a mechanoid, built by the Personalia to look and act as a Malan mother, to give the babies instruction in a nurturing environment as close to the Malan norm as possible. If you imagine a robot made to look like a person, that is Mother Narech. She is semi-autonomous; connected all the time to The Personalia, but able to act independently. She is a lovely person, I am told, so don't think "robot", think "person". "The children...
"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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"You ran your own business? I had the impression you worked for a bank on Earth!" "Not quite. I saved most of my pay during enlistment, so I had a basis for starting a business operation. I set myself up as a money-lender at reasonable rates, to be a benefit to the community I came from. I undercut all the commercial competition and became the lender of choice for practically everyone in the area. Once I could afford to branch out, I helped people to set up their own local businesses, and...
"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...
"That lady who escorted you here – Ruth I think you said her name was; can she sign an affidavit that there was no such intent?" "I expect so. There were a group of ladies involved in getting me and the girls together. They called themselves Malan mothers." Mrs Mboya's eyebrows lifted. "Ah. So that is who that lady is; one of the five Malan mothers? Derek – what is your surname, boy?" "Dearden, ma'am." "Mr Dearden, you have struck lucky. These ladies recently became famous in...
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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...
They concluded the call, then Esther opened her door again. The airman was leaning against the opposite wall, waiting for the phone. She offered the handset to him, saying, "Lawyers! They always want to do things the most complicated way. I am now told Jenny and I have to sign forms. I have told her that it will have to wait until I can travel again. Thanks for the phone, son." "You are welcome, ma'am. Lawyers get special treatment. I will wipe any record of the call, ma'am." Thank...
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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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This is a continuation of my first story. It is easier to understand if you read that one first. I push off of Jayson and scramble towards my clothes. I throw his boxers at him and I put on my shorts and tank top as I run towards the closet. Just as the door to the room opens I slide into a small closet filled with toiletries. I hear Dakota start to talk to Jayson as I climb up to a top shelf in the closet (Im pretty nimble ha). Wow dude.. I can tell you got some last night. Jayson just...
After running Rita a bath and leaving Rita to soak I went back downstairs to make us both a cup of tea and order a takeaway. After doing this I take the tea up to the bathroom. Without knocking I walk into the room and sit on the side of the bath handing the cup to Rita. With a small smile she takes it from me and sips carefully of the hot liquid. I look down at her face to see she is looking at me as well. “What?” I ask her. “Oh nothing, it’s just that…. oh I don’t know, forget it.”
‘I want to make love to other men.’ ‘What?!’ I had just arrived home from a long day’s work. ‘I want to make love to other men.’ ‘You want to fuck away our marriage, you mean!’ She smiled deprecatingly, put her hand on my arm and spoke as if to a child, ‘No darling, it won’t affect our marriage. You know you were my first and only lover. Now the children have left home, I just need to experience new things’ ‘Are you a complete fucking idiot …?’ ‘Now there’s no need to use that kind of...
Recently, I had to take a trip which required a long train ride, about 5hours. I had a seat to myself and so did the pretty, but overweightwoman sitting across the isle from me. She was large framed, wearing askirt and blouse, her breasts were very much on the large size. Sheappeared to be in her early 40's. About two hours into the trip, shepulled out a blanket and closed her eyes for a nap. It was already darkoutside, and the only light on the train were these small aisle lightsand individual...
“Come on baby, I want to show you something.” Tony said and held out his hand. I put my hand in his and he led me back into the house. I immediately saw my parents and he led me over to them. “There you are, Cassie. I was wondering where you were.” My Mom said. “Yes, I found her daydreaming on the deck.” Tony said. “I am so sorry honey. There really is no one here your age.” My Mom said. “You guys want refills on your drinks?” Tony said. My Mom and Dad both nodded. Tony turned...
Aw Matt – I came to your office to see you , and you’re not here !! You’re never here any more, so boring – hmm, I’m so fucking horny too – what’s a girl supposed to do! Mmmm, I know – I’ll nose about a bit – So strutting around:- hmm, nothing’s changed it seems, your desk, still a mess ! Your PC standing idle, where you keep your dirty dark secrets ! Running my finger across the top of the screen, hmm good job it can’t talk! Flick the fan on off on off on off ….. Ooh your chair, oh it swivels...
"You can kiss my ass if you think I'm going to get all naked here on the street. Then you..." Four weeks ago Gena was merely a barely attractive, zoftig, distant, class acquaintance I desperately wanted sitting on my face. At 5'10" in flats and 170 lbs., she wasn't my usual type. Her pleasant, not hot, face would never win a beauty contest, but I liked her innocent aura and girl-next-door accessibility. Despite her big frame, her 40x31x40 D+ cups figure always turned heads. She usually...
Searching A Short Story By Maryanne Peters It barely rang twice. She was waiting for his call. He was always happy to hear her voice, whatever the circumstances. She asked: "Honey where are you?" "I'm still in the Quarter," he said. "I haven't found him yet, but I have some news. It's been very ... unsettling." "Oh," she said. She sounded very worried, so he felt that he needed to reassure her. "I have no reason to believe that he is not safe," he said. It is...
Because of the very hard times under the Generals much of the lands belonging to the clans of the now defunct tribes in northern and central Berant are no longer used or owned by them. Some is due to the clans ceasing to be, like the tribe they were part of. With no living owners the ownership goes to the King and the land is later handed onto various citizens to use and work as part of one of the various programs to rebuild the country. Some is because the clans sold the land to generate...
Kasey, Zoe, and Brandon don't usually go to parties. This is actually the first one ever for the triplets. These siblings aren't exactly party animals, but all of there friends convinced them to go. They figured that since it is Halloween and the biggest party of the year that they should go. This party features 6th through 10th graders, them being in 9th grade they felt like they would be more comfortable knowing they were older then most there. The three all looked similar, all pale,...
Cute little rookie cop Lily Adams testified against dirt bag Jax Slayher and got him put away. Now, months later he’s released and wants payback. He calls and threatens her. Unafrraid, she grabs her side arm and actually dares him to try something. Wrong move, bitch! Jax is already inside and with little effort the hulking black man overpowers the petite young brunette. She submits and in no time is gagging on his big black cock like the whore she is. He hammers her wet little pussy like...
xmoviesforyouWe had run the horses until it grew too dark to do so. I had wanted to get as much distance between anyone who would follow. We kept a cold camp and didn’t sleep well. Up before dawn and back in the saddle, we ran the horses for an hour before we slowed. I had not spoken with Jasmine since we had sent the men back to their farm and little more than orders when I did speak. We spent all day in the saddle and skirted around the towns. Were they coming after us or not? There was no way to know...
July 22, 2017 Dear Ms. Diary, Both Rhee and I woke feeling crampy. At breakfast, Dad seemed to watch us quite carefully and noted our less-than-stellar moods. I actually saw the decision on his face to ask us again about concerns with doing sex stuff with him, so I cut him off. “No, Dad. Our periods approach, probably today, and neither of us is feeling all that great. However, the memory of last night is still shining, still wonderful. Thank you.” He looked into me through my eyes for...
CHAPTER 4 — Every Worm Must Turn Paul took a taxi to the airport with Jim Spencer and Ted Wilson. Little was said on the way, except necessary details about flights and arrival times. Nothing was mentioned about the explosion in Wilton’s office, or the meeting in general, until their plane lifted from the runway. Paul had gone off like a rocket, and they could see that he was still in descent mode. They decided to let him cool, rather than risk reigniting him. It was a side of Paul rarely...