Arlene and JeffChapter 230
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The Retreat
... Diana parked near the back steps. “Well, here we are. Let’s have a light snack and something cold to drink, then I’ll run you through an exercise routine. After that, we’ll go see the Sergeant.”
“If I’m able to walk,” Morales said with a grimace as he unfolded himself from the back.
Inside, as they followed the Clan Queen down the hall, Morales’ group was sweaty, exhausted and unsteady on their feet, while Diana could have stepped out of the pages of a fashion magazine. She did have on a sports bra and a pull-over top, but with expecting only to jog/walk two miles, she hadn’t bothered putting on running shorts made of a material designed to keep her body from chafing. She had put her long, thick ponytail through the adjustment hole in her cap and looked like a college freshman as she turned into the kitchen ahead of them, the ponytail swinging from side to side as it had throughout the run.
“What?” she said as she stood holding the door open for them as she realized Jasmine was staring at her.
“How can you be so fresh, not to mention looking as if you are twenty or less?” Jasmine asked, frustrated.
“I...” the Clan Queen began to respond but stopped. “Girl, have you looked in the mirror lately?”
“I know we’ve been enhanced, but you seem so young. The thermometer out back says 80 degrees. That isn’t that hot, but after our jog, we’re all covered in sweat. All except you. You’re as fresh as can be.”
“Let’s get a snack and something cold to drink. We can chat then.”
A moment later, when Diana opened one of the refrigerators and brought out a large lemon icebox pie, she caught Ashley’s eye and pointed to where the plates were. Christine found the forks and something to cut the pie with. While the girls were cutting the pie and putting pieces on plates, Diana brought out a big jug of freshly squeezed lemonade. Jasmine had found the glasses and was putting crushed ice in them from one of the refrigerators.
“We have enough pie for everyone at the Retreat several times over, but I would caution you to eat only one piece now. Otherwise, you might well see it again after you have been working out for a while.”
Morales downed half a glass of lemonade before he forced himself to stop, thinking it tasted better than anything he’d had for a long time — until he took his first bite of the pie.
“It’s amazing how good something cold tastes after a little exercise,” Diana said, tongue in cheek. “We have gallons of the lemonade, so drink all you want. It, however, might not taste as good coming back up as it did going down.”
Morales grinned at her. “Note taken. Uh, I think we — well, at least I need to apologize for being such a wuss out there. As much hard work as we all do, I expected to do better at running than I did and to be truthful, my women did far better than I did.”
“Hush,” Diana said as she reached to put her hand over his for a moment. “Hard work and beautiful muscles don’t necessarily mean that you can drop right into being a runner. To state the obvious, you use different muscle groups, and stamina also plays a large part. Sometimes someone thin and not strong can more easily become a runner than someone heavy with heavy muscle structure. Also, don’t expect that just because you’re a man, you will do better than a woman would when you start out running. Again, you have all those heavy muscles to carry down the road by other muscles that have been used very little, comparatively.”
“But from what you say, none of you can keep up with Jeff...”
Diana interrupted him with a much stronger laugh. “I know we’ve told you this, but sometimes it needs to be repeated. Jeff is a Prime — an Alpha Prime. I jokingly say he isn’t human, but sometimes I think there is a lot of truth in that statement. Most of the time, he won’t even let us wives know what he can actually do, but since the enhancement, he’s ... Look, he holds back on everything just because he’s Jeff, and he doesn’t want to embarrass us and maybe make us seem, well, less, I suppose. The only exception to what I’ve just said might be the knife fight where he split Buckmann almost in half. To see what actually happened, you have to slow the video way down. It’s in the theater if you decide you want to view it. There are puke bags in the cabinet. I would suggest propping the bathroom door open for easy access or else have the puke bags ready. There is a lot of blood. Morales, no matter what you have seen him do, he’s faster and better at it than what he has allowed you to see. With the possible exception of the knife fight, he holds back on just about everything. There’s something else. I think he’s getting better at everything — way better — and I also think it’s, maybe, scaring him a little.”
Jasmine frowned. “Scaring him?”
“Ah, possibly that’s the wrong word. Maybe I should say that he’s becoming concerned where this will all wind up.”
“You mean the thing with the saber tooth and the bull?”
“Yeah. He said that he knew there wasn’t time, especially with the bull, but he did it anyway. He had never done anything exactly like that before, and something seemed to take over when he thought about building the wall. I think those were his exact words. He chuckled and said it felt like calling up a subroutine for a computer program. Instead of having to do each part separately, he just knew he could call up this — whatever it was — and it was as if that part of him had done it many times and there was no need to stress his brain with the whole routine when the subroutine had it down. He said it should have taken him minutes that he didn’t have, instead of a second or two. He said it was so easy that he almost felt as if he had cheated. If he hadn’t at first tried to do it himself and had called the subroutine to begin with, he would have had more time to cushion the wall.”
“I wonder how many ‘subroutines’ he has in there somewhere,” Morales said, obviously trying to lighten the subject that had suddenly become very serious, if the expression on Diana’s face was any indication.
Before more could be said, Jeff walked in, obviously having heard at least part of the conversation. “My thoughts exactly,” he said as Diana got up to return shortly with a glass full of ice. Smiling his thanks, he filled the glass with lemonade before taking several large swallows just as Arlene, Ann, Kei and Aiko, the latter two bedraggled looking, walked into the kitchen. One look at the lemonade, and they all got glasses before sitting at the table with the rest.
Despite what Diana had said, Jeff did have some sweat on him, but not nearly enough to have run as far as he had. It was evident Arlene and Ann had been exercising, but they weren’t stressed. Kei and Aiko, on the other hand, looked every bit as bad as Morales, but they wore a grin that seemed to be permanently plastered across their faces.
“I take it that you made your ten miles in the allotted time?”
“Well,” Aiko began but was interrupted by Arlene.
“Kei made her ten, eight-minute miles with Aiko only a few minutes behind her. We are so very proud of both of them. That is an astonishing accomplishment in the short time they have been running.”
The tiny woman spoke up. “I did not make it in the time my daughter did. However, I am improving every day, and shortly I hope to do the ten miles in eighty minutes.”
Jeff stood, walked over and kissed both Kei and Aiko deeply. “Well done,” he quietly said to both of them, then to Arlene and Ann, “and well done to you two as well.”
“Mom and I could not have done it without Arlene and Ann,” Kei agreed.
As he returned to his seat, Jeff saw Jasmine checking her watch, and it didn’t take a genius to surmise she was doing a little arithmetic in her head.
Christine cleared her throat to get their attention. “When Jeff, Arlene, Ann, Aiko and Kei got out of their Escalade at the bottom of the drive prior to beginning their run, I heard Jeff say something about twenty miles, and I heard Arlene say that you four were going to run ten miles, hopefully at an eight-minute pace. Now admittedly, I’m guessing how long it took him to run or jog up the driveway. With what Diana said about his running a marathon a day unless something interfered, I suspect our family was part of that interference today and probably made him cut his run to 20 miles. I would assume that he did that twenty miles in roughly 80 minutes. How far off am I?” she asked him.
“Jeff,” Diana said in that voice. “Do not even think about lying.”
“Uh ... fairly close,” he finished with a glare at his wife.
“Son-of-a-bitch,” Morales whispered barely audibly. “He runs twenty miles while I’m stumbling through two.”
“Not really,” Jasmine said. “We spent time with pushups and just having fun talking.”
“And, he’s not even breathing hard,” Morales insisted.
“Oh, but I was. I just had time to return to normal as I slow jogged up the drive, plus I wiped off in the mudroom before entering the Retreat proper.”
“You jogged up that ... thing out there?” Christine asked incredulously.
“Not that big a deal once you get used to it,” Jeff insisted, but no one seemed to be listening.
“Several years ago,” Christine said, “I watched several one-mile races on TV with people who were training to try and beat the mile record. I can’t remember what the best time for the mile is, but I know it’s somewhat less than four minutes. There are too many variables that prevent me from arriving with a precise number, but he said he was going to run twenty miles. The world record time for a marathon is something like two hours and two or three minutes, I think, so let’s say 122 minutes. That’s...”
“Approximately 4.65 minutes per mile,” Arlene, who had grabbed a kitchen calculator, said.
“Jeff ran 20 miles in approximately 80 minutes. So, that’s 4 minutes per mile for 20 miles,” she said. “Twenty isn’t a marathon, but I’d be willing to bet he could have maintained the same pace for the next 6 point 2 miles.” She hesitated for a moment before going on. “Our Prime here has matched or maybe exceeded the best world record time while running on a frigging mountain, and since he doesn’t seem to be that tired, I’m guessing he wasn’t even trying, probably just cruising along. There were far too many variables involved today to arrive at a solid number, but I would love to time you for real,” Christine said as she locked eyes with Jeff.
“Fat chance of that,” Diana grumped.
Damn, Jeff thought as he smiled over at Ashley, most of what she said was only guesses or speculation, but I had to lie, or she would have really gotten interested. It’s a good thing that I deliberately mentioned twenty miles before we started. If she had factored in twenty-six instead of twenty, I would have been in big trouble. Oh, well, I told her I wiped the sweat off in the mudroom. If she had seen me dripping sweat, she would have been more curious and might have suspected that I did run my full route, and she would have gotten all excited about my actual time.
As he smiled to himself, he looked up to see Diana staring back at him. A second later, her eyes opened wider as she put it all together before her smile turned into a frown. Shit, she caught me in a lie. Crap, how does that woman do that? Subtly, he shook his head, warning her to leave it for now, but he knew he would have to do some explaining shortly. Security knows, but they also know their jobs depend on keeping their mouths shut about what goes on here. Oh, they can’t say anything to an outsider, but they know they had better not discuss anything of that nature with anyone not on our Security force. All the General’s people are blocked, of course, but they don’t need to know the particulars of our life here.
I pushed today, thinking with all that was going on, I would get away with it without anyone noticing. I just wanted to know what my time would be if I really pushed it. I thought with my having mentioned twenty miles, everyone would think that was how far I ran. Well, everybody did — except Diana. Now, she and my other wives will make a big deal out of it. I don’t want people to look at me as if I’m some kind of weirdo.
The Clan Queen was thinking of him, but not as a weirdo. The enhancement has changed all of us. To me, it seems natural to expect that it will affect him more than anyone else. Being a Prime is more than just being a great-looking guy with some type of title. Ship says Primes were very rare on her planet and could do things no one else could — the reason their society gave Primes so much power. She acts as if it was destiny that he came to her. He’s still my man, but he’s changed a lot since he returned from that assignment with his team.
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Laura woke him the usual way, and she almost went too far. When Jeff grunted and his cock started to swell, she jerked her mouth off. It was a near thing for a few seconds. "I guess I almost went off while I was still asleep," he groaned. "Wow, I'm really horny." "Sorry, Jeff. You usually go forever. I wouldn't mess it up for Diana for the world." "It wasn't your fault," he said, finally regaining control. "It's just the stress of the day. Of course, I've had two of those damn...
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The Waterfall Campsite ... Dessie straightened up and stared at Ann. “I have eaten pheasant, fish and rabbit until they’re practically coming out my ears. I’ve had MREs while backpacking and wasn’t in love with them all that much, but I think I would love some now, no matter what the meal consists of.” “We have an assortment. I noticed a Brisket Entreé, Chicken something or other, and a Beef Stew, with whatever goes with them, and several more besides. We just grabbed some at random in...
JUST OUTSIDE A SMALL NORTHWESTERN TOWN Once again Nichols sat worrying in front of his boss' elegant desk. Rich, wealthy, words don't describe the extreme category the older man fit into. Nor can you describe how evil this man is either, Nichols thought, his face devoid of expression as he waited for Mr. Moreau to end his phone call. Nichols dreaded that. When the call ended, Moreau would ask questions that Nichols didn't have acceptable answers to. The town council members think Moreau...
Jeff, Diana, Dave and Evie sat in the living room, waiting. When the phone rang, Diana checked the caller ID and answered. "Glad you guys are back." "Diana, I..." The voice chopped off, then Carla cleared her throat and tried again. "Diana, our dreams..." Carla's voice stopped again, to be replaced by quiet sobs of joy. "I can't..." "You just did," Diana said softly. "You're on speaker, so all of us can hear you. Jeff, Dave and Evie are here with me and listening. And, you're...
...”See that tree that has the broken limb hanging down?” “Yes,” Aiko gasped out. “We’ll jog to it, then we will walk for a hundred steps.” “I don’t know...” “Yes, you do. You know you can. I’ll bet it’s even less than a hundred steps. Let’s count them,” she finished as she began counting their steps aloud while they slow-jogged. Soon Aiko added her voice. “Ninety-two. Told you it was less than a hundred. Now we’ll walk for a hundred steps, and rested or not, we will jog starting at...
The Retreat As Charlotte and Diana sat at the bar in the kitchen watching the other women, Selina stopped by. "Want to help?" the little genius asked the young woman. Worried, Charlotte answered, "Everything is happening so fast that I barely know what's going on." "Oh, you will get used to that," Selina said as she reached for Charlotte's hand. "Well, I'll be glad to help if I can." Charlotte glanced at Diana, who nodded with a smile. "No better way than to just dive...
They were high up and soon over the ocean, having left the continent behind. They passed the terminator and continued into night, still headed west, the myriad lights of the cities twinkling as the Earth seemed to slowly spin below. But before the view could become boring – if it ever could -- the horizon seemed to shift downward on the big screen as the Ship gradually pointed her nose away from the planet, the full moon drifting down toward the center of the viewscreen. There was a...
Jeff met with Kei, Edi and Alesha on the updated design that they were working on for the new ski lodge, then stopped off in the living room to watch the late news before eventually winding up in his suite. After a shower where he "played" with Jennie and Melissa, he walked into a strangely quiet bedroom. Looking around, he began to wonder. "What?" he asked, then suddenly it hit him, "Where's Ann?" Arlene caught his eye. "We've looked for her, and she's not anywhere in the Retreat....
The Castle ...”Certainly,” Arlene responded, “but please don’t either of you touch it. The AI can become quite persnickety, and he has the means to back up his displeasure.” “You have a functioning artificial intelligence?” Karl asked. “Please don’t mention it around him. I think he is trying to find a way to become a citizen,” Arlene returned with a chuckle. “Uh, I won’t,” Karl responded, not quite sure if Arlene were kidding or not. Both Karl and Fischer thanked Arlene and hurried off...
Jeff had stopped by his office to pick up a few pieces of printer paper. Alone in the living room a couple of minutes later, he wadded up a sheet of the paper into a loose ball. If I screw up with this paper ball, air resistance, if nothing else, should keep its flight slow enough to prevent me from tearing up things. With Arlene's encouragement while on the Ship's range, he had gained a small measure of expertise as he mentally moved a steel ball around and caused it to spin, but he still...
The Mission ... Both were tempted to use their suits’ drive units, but they knew that would alert the Throme if anything would. Scrambling down, they were soon in the water. A hundred meters out, they saw a glint of movement coming toward them just under the surface. “Let’s go home,” Arlene said to her partner. As soon as the hatch closed and even before they were out of the airlock, the AI had them moving away from land. “Oh, I so want to get out of this suit,” Arlene grumped a few...
The Retreat Shortly after lunch, Arlene went out to the Ship expecting to sit in one of the command couches and be swept away by the simulator to another very realistic space battle, but she froze as soon as she passed through the hatch. Jeff had called Kayla and Art to his office, intending to ask them to begin training in the Ship's simulator. Before he could begin, the AI turned the TV on to show Arlene jogging back from the Ship. The AI didn't say anything, but apparently thought...
The Retreat After breakfast, Arlene, Ann and Selina gathered enough food to last them the rest of the day. “Should this not be the correct castle and we continue the search, we will need something to drink with our lunch,” Selina said as she opened a refrigerator. “There is water available at each station on the interceptor. As for soft drinks, please bring only what you are sure you will drink. Storage space is at a premium,” Arlene told the seven-year-old. “Bathroom?” Selina asked as...
Jeff had just dialed his next door neighbor who lived a mile down the road. "Steve Sperman here." "Hi Mr. Sperman. This is Jeff. How's it going?" "Hmmm. Didn't we have a discussion about that Mr. thing?" Jeff chuckled. "Yeah, I guess we did, Steve. How's Marcie doing?" There was a hesitation. "You know, that's a funny thing, like I mentioned before. Seems like after the night we spent at your place, ol' Uncle Arthur (arthritis) suddenly got much better. Odd that both of us...
The Prison Planet Ship had received permission from her Prime to go back to Earth long enough to pick up Arlene, Ann and the other aviators, then take the Wing to orbit for its launch. The trip to Earth and back would only take a few minutes. Giving the interceptors a ride to orbit and their launch would take only a few minutes more. The interceptors normally remained in their bays on Ship’s flight deck, so she would have to go back anyway. Also, she would have to return to Earth again when...
Deep Space "Question is, are they going to notice us?" Ann asked as she watched as one of the alien vessels came from behind a large chunk of moon and headed straight for them. Ann knew she could not warp out without her drive trying to take some of the debris field with them, which would probably result in the destruction of her warp drive, and/or her ship. In addition, she strongly suspected that the aliens would pick up her inertialess drive's signature, should she use that with them...
“Despite our AIs actually doing the flying, I want every pilot to have his or her hands on the controls at all times when we do this for real, and when we practice as well. Ann and I have put together a rough outline. Everything seems to work in the simulation, but we haven’t done it for real yet. There could very well be glaring errors that only show up when actually flying the patterns. Bottom line: be careful and think about what the next step is. Does the current process make sense with...
When they left the suite a few minutes later, they saw Melissa at the far end of the hall. She seemed to do a double-take, then turned and rushed around the corner, probably heading for the kitchen. A little later, when they walked through the door, she was already setting out two more plates. Jeff pulled Ann tighter against him, and they stopped just inside the kitchen. I know Ann is blushing. Damn, I thought I was too old to blush, but my face feels like it’s on fire. Everyone was seated...
EARLIER IN THE MORNING AT QUINTON TATE'S HOME After his morning shower, Quinton, dressed in his uniform and still buckling on his gun belt, walked into the kitchen. Before he could sit down, the phone rang. "Quinton," he said, putting the instrument to his ear as he finished securing the belt with the keepers. "Well, good morning. Are you planning to go somewhere on your little impromptu vacation?" his Captain asked, cheerily – a little too cheerily. "What vacation?" Quinton joked...
"We still have a problem," Diana said. "I doubt if Billy has ever used a litter box. So how are we going to train him to use it and not pee on the carpet? Since there aren't any pet stores in Winter Park, I guess we can order a kennel on the Internet and have it overnighted, but as late as it is, it will still be day after tomorrow before it gets here..." "Yeah, we were lucky the grocery store even had litter boxes. But we're ahead of you about the kennel," Jeff said. "Arlene had an...
The Retreat ... Charlotte and Ada sat for a moment as Diana's words sank in. Both mother and daughter were clearly skeptical as they furtively glanced at the other three women. Diana let out a chuckle. "You can say it; we won't get mad." Ada hesitated. "This is no joke? You're actually telling us that Susan is your mother and Arlene is your daughter?" "Got it in one," Diana said with a grin. "But..." Ada began. Then, after studying Susan's and Arlene's faces some more, she...
Jeff sat in his usual place at the head of the table. Frank Wainwright sat to Jeff's right as the family (minus four who were eating with Margaret and Tina in their suite) ate lunch. All the Alphas ate a lot, and Jeff usually ate more than most of them, but today, he was hungrier than usual. He had gone through his first plate and was already started on his second one. "Looks like you're a bit hungry today," Frank tactfully said. "I didn't see you after breakfast. What did you do to...
Joyce, Caitlin, Jennie, Melissa and Ann came in with the latter two pushing serving carts. Soon, the table was set and food arrayed in front of Arlene, Diana, Susan and Jeff. The wives' efficiency was not lost on Susan, but she refused to acknowledge it due to her sour mood. Each time she had talked to her daughter or granddaughter on the phone lately, her suspicions that something was going on had increased. Then the introductions in the living room were almost more than she could...
Everyone except Matt and Courtney was waiting in the living room. The new SAC and his wife had borrowed an Escalade and driven down to Winter Park. "HELICOPTER APPROACHING FROM THE NORTH. SECURITY HAS CLEARED IT TO LAND ON OUR PAD." Margaret had called earlier to say that everything had gone without a hitch and they were on the way home, but Angel had been beaten and was in need of medical attention. "Let's go," Jeff said as he started out the door of the living room with Little One...
Aboard Ship, Arlene, Ann and Selina are teaching the Morales family how to field strip, clean and reassemble a pulse rifle. ...”Very good, Mr. Morales. That’s a whole lot better than I did the first time,” Arlene blatantly lied. “Okay, Jasmine, do you know what’s next?” “Well, I did until you scrambled the parts,” Jasmine said with a chuckle, “but I think it’s that thing over there — a modulator, I believe you called it.” And the process went on. The next time they field stripped the...
The Prison Planet As the group neared the second area that was obstructed by boulders, Jeff said with a sigh, “Sorry, Ladies, but I still have a headache from moving the last bunch. No way am I going to play bulldozer just now.” “It’s getting colder in here,” Tosha said as she zipped her jacket, took her gloves out of a pocket and pulled them on. “Is it just me, or is the path sloping downward more?” Kei asked as she and the others followed suit – other than Jeff, who only zipped his light...
Kayla very briefly told everyone what had happened. Just as she was finishing up, Sheriff Tate, who had been eating with the team, walked into the hallway to chat with the others. "I helped the guys move the bodies out. We found a roll of black plastic in the basement and covered the pile of them." "That piece of plastic over there on the floor," Jill said, motioning down the hallway near the theater door, "is that where one of them..." "Yeah," Kayla said. "General Whitworth has a...
As everyone walked down the hall toward the theater, Selina hung back. When Diana turned and caught her eye, Selina, with purpose, walked on past, turned the corner and went on to her suite. If I do not ask, then the answer cannot be no, she thought. Waiting four minutes by her internal clock, she walked back out of her suite, down the hall and peeked around the corner in the direction of the theater. There was no one in the hallway. Shortly, she slowly opened the theater door the tiniest...
With the Alphas at Security headquarters studying the pulse rifle and the women apparently all in the basement, Jeff wandered through the Retreat at a loss as to what he should be doing. Deciding he would work in his lab to pass the time, he returned to the basement. Poking his head in one of the rooms, he got a smile from Kayla who was leading an exercise class – push-ups for the moment. His position allowed him a view of erect nipples on several of his wives, and a couple of the other...
Characters that appear in this chapter. Matt – Alpha. New Denver SAC for the FBI. Courtney – Matt's wife who thinks the Matthews may be aliens. Jeff – The Prime. Diana – Jeff's wife and Clan Queen. Arlene – Queen, wife. Diana and Jeff's daughter. Helen – Genius wife and teacher. Susan – Wife and Diana's mother, who is also a Queen. Kayla – Jeff's wife who first worked for the FBI, but then went to work for the General, and now she is Jeff's last line of defense. Art – Alpha....
Arlene grabbed Jeff's hand. "Come on, Daddy. Let's go back to our suite. Mom and Selina will be back ... uh sometime." Jeff frowned as he turned back to the others, "Yeah, that's what I'm worried about – the sometime. It's not like Diana to run off like that." Laura put her arm around his waist to get him started toward their suite. "Well, you were the one who kept pushing Diana to go through the academy. I have been through only the first six months there, but all that discipline...
Bobby put her hands on her face and took a breath trying to stifle a giggle. "We're acting like whores," she said, while desperately trying not to reach for Art's cock. Sandra hissed in a breath. "Art, I don't know what's happened to us. Honest, we don't act like this. We've each had one guy — once, and that was just to get rid of our cherries. But it's like we've been given an aphrodisiac. I want you so bad that it's hard to breathe," she finished, not knowing that Art was...
The Colonel’s Office Aboard Ship ...”And Worthington. Hear this! If something happens to my wife, I’ll kill you without a second thought. Now get out of my face before I change my mind and do what I know should be done.” Without saluting, Worthington spun on his heel and stomped out. Jeff sat thinking. Should I tell his Commander why I’m sending him back? After a moment, he shrugged. On second thought, I asked for his best aviators to give them a chance in my unit. No one, other than us,...