Storiesonline.net ------- NanoVirus by cmsix Copyright© 2007 by cmsix ------- Description: While multi-millionaire redneck Jack Parsons is sleeping one night the world starts dying by time zones. Somebody has to jump start the new population and Jack intends to do his part. This is the long promised rewrite and there'll be plenty of new stuff too. Codes: MF Mf Mult ScFi ------- ------- In the Beginning The small starship departed hyperspace approximately twenty-five thousand kilometers from the largest planet in the solar system. It was positioned so that the gas giant was between it and the third planet out from the star. The commanding officer notified the population scientist of their arrival. The population scientist's presence was the main reason for this particular semi-routine mission. "We are hidden from the target planet by the gas giant. You should be able to monitor it from here with probes," Ergit, the commanding officer, reported. "We will launch them promptly, even though the data they will gather is expected to merely confirm our decision," Inglan, the population scientist, said. "My impression was that acquiring current data was the main reason for this assignment," Ergit said. "Current data is required for confirmation before we execute our mission, but past performance indicates that there will be no meaningful changes," Inglan said. "Then, if there are no significant developments, I assume we will sterilize the planet for re-seeding later," Ergit said. "That has usually been our policy; however, a small group of population research scientist have requested a modified procedure on this subject. The life form that has emerged is robust and resourceful and its progress toward civilization was rapid. "The research group has prepared a NanoVirus to infect the sentient population. The virus will collect data from the infected hosts and communicate it to us for processing. We will analyze that data and select individuals to terminate, or to be more exact, individuals to spare. Frankly, it is a desperate attempt to salvage billions of years of research. "This planet was seeded over four billion of their years ago. Our technology had progressed enormously in that time, but even with current techniques a new seeding would require nearly two billion years to yield meaningful results. "The research group believes that selective terminations can restore the experimental value of this subject without the need for complete sterilization, and they have received permission to try. Unless there has been significant progress since the last probing, we will go ahead with the modified procedure. "The selective terminations will also retard the target's development sufficiently to allow preliminary terraforming preparations of the fourth planet, which they call Mars. If the experimental procedure has not shown promise within five hundred of the target's years it will be fully sterilized at that time. "That will allow the preliminary preparations of the fourth planet to complete and it will be seeded if the experimental procedure fails. Additionally, if the experiment shows promise, the fourth planet will be more attractive to the target planet's population as they re-emerge, which should entice them to make greater efforts toward off world exploration," Inglan said. "Is that their primary deficiency? Have they decided that they are alone in the universe?" Ergit inquired. "Not exactly, projections from earlier data suggested they should have ventured to their satellite before our arrival, and that they would be sending elementary probes within their system. Unfortunately, it is also projected that their political difficulties will have effectively strangled any hope for out of system exploration. "They are in part a promising species, but they have some strange idiosyncrasies. They have evolved multiple forms of government over the planet with little coordination, even after over five thousand of their years of building civilization. There are in excess of one hundred and seventy separate governments. "They also cling to religions and have scores of different examples. Some of the governments are still controlled or vastly influenced by these religions. "Natural selection has effectively ceased and many, in fact most, of the governments allow advantages gained by parents to be passed along to offspring with no regard for merit. "Many promising young adults are greatly hampered by the lesser achievements of their parents. Their shortcomings are numerous but it is projected that these are serious enough that they cannot be overcome without drastic measures. "The probes will be dispatched now. We should know our course of action within twenty of the target's hours," Inglan said. ------- Two Days Later ------- "Have you studied the probes' data, Inglan?" Ergit asked. "Yes, and it is below anticipated projections. "One government has become essentially all-powerful, but it is hopelessly entangled in political and legal machinations, and fiscal corruption is firmly entrenched. We will initiate the experimental procedure in six of their hours," Inglan said. "What criteria will be used in the selective terminations?" Ergit asked. "All who rule and maintain the social structures will be terminated; Government leaders, religious leaders, teachers, and business leaders, down to the lowliest. All military and police personnel also. The remaining deaths will be nearly random, but they will be weighted to leave physically and mentally superior individuals. "The research group has developed a selection system that can make an intelligent choice once it has the data from the infected hosts. It is instructed to consider cumulative results. The viruses will facilitate communications between the infected hosts and this ship. "We will be required to remain on station for twenty of their days to facilitate communications and data processing. The virus cannot communicate beyond the system. Ideally, ninety-eight percent of the population will be terminated. "The ratio of males to females for the survivors should be approximately four females to one male. This is projected to give the maximum quality to quantity for repopulation. "The data will also be used to select and terminate all criminals. All those currently incarcerated will die and all who have criminal intent that can be determined also. Of course some of the decisions in this area will be subjective. "We are striving to retain the best ratio of intelligence to robust physical vitality. We will also attempt to maintain a significant number of medically trained individuals to enhance the survivability of those who are spared. Unfortunately, many of the highest of the medically trained are undesirable in many other ways," Inglan said. "Won't these criteria also terminate many promising individuals?" Ergit asked. "Of course they will. Terminating ninety-eight percent of any population will destroy many promising individuals, no matter what criteria are used. We are striving to destroy the civilization that they have constructed, not the species. Anyone that was building or maintaining that civilization must die," Inglan said. "What about their infrastructure?" Ergit asked. "No physical damage is to be inflicted. We are leaving a powerful drone to monitor the decline after we are gone. It will be able to watch over situations that could become dangerous after the population can no longer oversee them. For instance, they have several nuclear power generation units, which could cause damage if left unattended. "They also extract and refine petrochemicals and minerals from deposits within the planet. Many of these facilities could also cause damage after there are no individuals to tend them. The drone will direct curtailment of these activities by those who are to be eliminated, before their terminations are completed. "The drone can send instructions to the infecting viruses which they can transmit to their hosts. They will facilitate the orderly progression of mechanical shut down before their terminations. The drone will also monitor progress on the target so that no further visits for inspection will be needed," Inglan explained. "How long will it take to obtain complete infection?" Ergit asked. "We will send one hundred million virus delivery units. The virus can spread from one host to another within one hour of infection. Each unit can infect up to five hundred million individuals and the virus will remain active as long as the individual lives. "It is estimated that all individuals will be infected within seventy-two of their hours. Selection should finish within another seventeen of their days and we will be free to leave then," Inglan said. "Since sterilization will not be total, are any provisions being made for disposal of the terminated remains?" Ergit asked. "The drone has been instructed to stagger the terminations in order to minimize hardships on the remaining population. Those selected for termination will be organized to bury those already terminated. This has been projected to provide nearly one hundred percent cleanup. "The drone has also been instructed not to interfere with the activities of those who will not be terminated, except to provide a calming effect during the massive terminations," Inglan explained. "This is certainly the most interesting mission I have ever participated in," Ergit said. "It is interesting; it is the first partial sterilization we have ever performed. I always regret sterilizations and the massive loss of life. Most populations that require termination seem to think life is given on a whim, as if nothing is required of them except that they devote themselves to their own pursuits," Inglan lamented. "Amazing," Ergit said. ------- Five Hours Later "The virus delivery units are all away," Inglan said. "Very well," Ergit said. ------- Seventy Hours Later "Virus reports indicate that the uninfected population is now a non-significant figure," Inglan reported. ------- Seventeen Days Later "All virus and drone activities that require our presence are completed Commander Ergit," Inglan announced. "Helm set course for Station three-thirty-six," Ergit ordered. "Course set, sir," the helmsman replied. "Engage." ------- Edited by Lincoln_Imp ------- Chapter 1 On Earth Jack Parsons left his health club and started jogging toward home; it was only ten blocks and provided a good cool-down after his workout. He thought about his life as he ran. He'd graduated from the University of Texas with a Bachelor's degree in Business, five years ago. A hint, from a computer nerd, caused him to take two computer courses. They weren't advanced - Microsoft Visual Basic and Microsoft Visual C++ - they only gave him a basic starting point. Luckily, those courses alone were nearly one hundred per cent responsible for his situation today. After graduating in nineteen-ninety-seven, he'd been fortunate to get a job with an Internet startup company which went public a year later. To this day Jack congratulated himself for having the foresight to liquidate his hard earned stock two months before the bubble burst in 2000. That move left him with twenty-nine million dollars in cash, and now, at twenty-seven, he'd retired. He often thought how odd it was that he had spent twice as much time at UT learning how to make his fortune as he had spent making the fortune. Shit happens, and sometimes good shit happened. He didn't look like a computer nerd and wasn't really, but the hint he'd taken from the real nerd, about the computer classes, had been worth more money than anything before or since in his life. Jack was living what his mother might have called A Charmed Life, he was a single multi-millionaire living in Austin Texas, and there were plenty of beautiful women here looking for a rich husband. He outfitted himself to announce his wealth, and even though he had no intention of marrying, he didn't feel it necessary to announce that. He stood six foot two, weighed two-thirty-five, and had regular features, easily tanned skin, dark hair, and dark blue eyes; he was hardly a nerd. He bought a new Corvette every year, wore a Rolex, and expensive clothes. He owned a six-bedroom ranch house with a pool and hot tub, and he got pussy from beautiful young women whenever he wanted it. He did a lot of one-night stands while usually stringing along at least one really fine example for three or four months at a time, just to see how good she could get at pleasing him. Sometimes he'd have a conscience attack, but when he did, he'd just think back to the treatment he'd received throughout his high school and college life, when he was just a po boy, and he'd recover. He figured right about now was pay back time for money-grubbing women. Jack kept himself in excellent shape at the health club and with karate and boxing lessons. He hated tennis and golf, but enjoyed hunting, shooting, and horseback riding. He had a bird lease in West Texas and another in Mexico, and a deer lease in North East Texas. He wasn't too proud to go fishing if things got slow and he'd even tried bow, black powder, and handgun hunting. He had time on his hands now and he spent it amusing himself. He would even stoop to camping and hiking if times got hard. Tonight, Jack was alone, on purpose; he was taking a break from skirt chasing to relax. He fired up his grill and did a New York Strip rare, and warmed some Ranch Style Beans, washing it all down with a couple of Lone Star Longnecks. On his own, his tastes in food were simple and he couldn't think of anything he liked better than beef and beans. After supper, he climbed in his hot tub for a while, and later hit the rack, watching TV until he fell asleep. Jack woke at ten-thirty the next morning and switched his TV to CNN, wanting to see what the poor people were doing. Shit-ola! Some kind of sickness had hit the jails and prisons on the east coast around midnight, Eastern Time, last night. All the prisoners that came down with it died within a couple of hours; they all died. That was weird, but even weirder, the plague had moved westward across the country with the time zones, and it hit California about midnight Pacific Time. Odd, it was more than odd though; suddenly any prison sentence was a death sentence. None of the news channels or anyone else had any idea what kind of illness it was, but everyone found it strange that none of the guards had come down with it. A lot of airtime was given to discussing what would be done with the bodies. The circumstances of the deaths were mysterious, but obviously there wouldn't be time to autopsy every victim. The staggering numbers had turned this into an emergency situation within mere minutes and there were so many bodies that it wouldn't even be possible to embalm and give a separate burial to each of them. The great majority would have to be put in mass graves or cremated. Jack shook it off and decided to get away from the world today, since there wasn't a damned thing he could do about it anyhow. All the criminals died last night, but really, who gave a shit? After showering and dressing, he grabbed his latest toy, a Barrett M82A1 50 caliber semi-automatic sniper rifle. It was a customized model and he could easily hit a coffee can with it at a thousand yards. The rifle had no real value for hunting anything in the United States, but he loved the big cannon anyway. What the hell, he was rich, he wanted it, and he could afford to buy one. He put the Barrett and a couple of hundred rounds into the back of his Jeep Cherokee, his shooting wagon, the rest of his gear always stayed there. He owned a few hundred acres about thirty miles out of Austin, where he'd had a shooting range built. He headed for it, stopping on the way for ham and eggs with biscuits, gravy, and hash browns. After spending four hours up close and personal with the Barrett, Jack left for home, but stopped for Bar-B-Que and a couple of Longnecks on the way. Back at home, Jack took a shower and went down for a nap. Rousing himself later, he avoided the TV and decided to do a little Boot Scootin' tonight. Dressing in Levis, a Rodeo Shirt, a belt with a big buckle and his name on the back, he pulled on his lizard skin hand made boots, and grabbed one of his custom cowboy hats. He was headed for the Broken Spoke, one of the last Honky Tonks in Texas. The Spoke was a rough little country bar, so he mounted his dual wheel four door Silverado. He didn't frequent the Spoke specifically expecting to snag a woman. The cowgirls weren't as likely to be looking for a rich husband as the gold diggers that Jack usually sought. He just enjoyed the place for itself; it was a classic Honky Tonk, always good for a fun time. Of course, he always dressed to make his best rich cowboy impression when he went, just in case. Some of the best one night pussy he'd ever found had been with cowgirls from the Spoke. Inside, he saw that there was a good crowd and he spied a beautiful redhead as soon as he got a table. She was with two other lookers and as he watched, for fifteen minutes or so, he saw about ten guys ask her to dance. She turned down all but two, and only danced one dance each with them. Nancy, a sharp looking and well made waitress he'd tried to dick a dozen times came by and he asked for a Lone Star, then asked her if she knew anything about the redhead. "Jack, I thought you were saving yourself for our wedding night," Nancy said, teasing him. "You know, Nancy, if I thought marrying you would get me into your Levis I would save what's left of myself, but I know damn well it wouldn't. I'm pretty sure you like guys instead of girls, but I'm positive that your pussy is some I'm never gonna be able to get," Jack said, trying to tease her. "They're Wranglers, but you're only about half-wrong. I do like guys, and no matter how it seems, I might share a little pussy with you someday. Just don't get the idea I'm dumb enough to think you'd marry me to get it. "You're a nice enough guy and good looking; I know you're rich and single, and I also figure you'll never get hitched. Hell, I like a little friendly fucking as much as anybody, you and I just never synchronized our watches. "You keep coming around every now and then or calling me some, and one of these times I'm gonna let you carry me to your big old ranch house and give me a couple of days worth of dick. Tonight ain't the night though. "That redhead has been known to leave with a guy every once and a while, but not often. You probably have a better shot than any of the assholes here tonight. Go over and dance her around a little, but if she'll only dance one dance with you, give up, cause after the first time that she turns you down there's no need asking her again," Nancy said. Taking a chance, I went over and ask for a dance, and she agreed. We danced five or six songs until the band took a break, then she invited me back to the table to join them. Her name was Karen, and the friends were Jana and Beverly. Nancy was paying attention and brought my beer over to their table, and when I offered, the three ordered a round on me. The band came back and I danced a couple with Jana and then a couple with Beverly, and then got back to the main course with Karen. She was a good dancer and wasn't boner shy on the slow ones. We finished up that set and went back to the table. It was nearly ten PM now, and when Nancy came by, Beverly was the only one to order. Karen and Jana both had their cars. Jana was Beverly's designated driver, unless she went off to test-drive a cowboy. "What brings you to the Broken Spoke?" Karen asked me. "Just trolling for redheads," I said, smiling. "Damn our luck!" said Jana and Beverly, both blondes, and we all laughed. "Does that mean it's my lucky night?" Karen asked, smiling again. "No, but I'm hoping it might be mine," I said. "If you've got a place of your own, I guess it's ours," she said, smiling again. "You make me glad I bought a house." "Let's get moving then, I've gotta work tomorrow," she said. This was a little abrupt, but what the hell, it suited me fine. I stood and helped her with her chair and as she snagged her purse, she turned to Jana and Beverly. "We'll talk tomorrow girls and I'll give you all the details," she said, and they laughed, probably at me. There was nothing for me to say, I blushed, put my arm around her waist, and steered her out. When we got to the parking lot, she said she'd follow me in her car, explaining that her shift at the emergency room started at noon, and it would cut down on the rushing around in the morning if she could just shower and leave from my place. There wasn't a damned thing wrong with that thinking, so I pointed to my truck, gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, and told her I'd see her there. I made sure I drove slowly enough for her to keep up. When I parked in my drive, I hopped right out and made it to her car to get the door for her. She came out with her purse and an overnight bag. I glanced at it but didn't comment. "You didn't think I was going to work tomorrow in my dancing clothes did you?" she asked, teasing me again. "Thinking isn't my strong suit, I didn't think anything, but how glad I am you're here." "You may be even more fun than I thought, you can't tell from tonight, but I really don't do this often," she said. "I knew that before I asked you to dance." "How?" "I saw you turn down eight out of ten guys that asked you to dance before I did and so I asked Nancy about you. She said she'd seen you leave with a guy maybe three times in the last year, and she told me if you only danced one dance with me, I might as well forget about it," I said. "Nancy, is that the waitress?" she asked. "That's her, we're friends," I said. "I'll have to make sure to tip her better next time," she said, grinning. We went inside and I could tell she was impressed even if she didn't want to be. "Pretty damn nice for a cowboy," she said. "Well, things aren't always what they seem; I was born country for sure, but I got in with an Internet startup right after graduating and just happened to liquidate my stock before the bottom fell out. "It was mostly a lucky shot, but I hit it, and I'm through working now," I said, and tried not to sound like I was bragging. "Damn shame I'm not hunting a husband and you're not hunting a wife, this could be a dream come true for some girl," she said. "How do you know I'm not hunting a wife?" I asked. "Honey, we're going to have a good time together until about eight or nine tomorrow morning at least, but I'm not as dumb as I look. I knew you were going to be a fun ride and nothing else when you came over to our table. You'll never convince me that you want a wife, and I'll tell you right off that I'm not looking for a husband, even a rich one, so let's just kiss and get naked," she said. "I wasn't trying to convince you I was looking for a wife, I just wanted to know how you could tell I wasn't, in case I'm giving an inadvertent sign," I said. She laughed out loud and told me she was just smarter than the average bear, and then she asked if she could get the grand tour of the master bedroom, since my honesty was making her horny. Hell, I surrendered and declared myself a winner. Karen was five feet and nine inches and about one hundred and twenty pounds of beautiful woman. She had auburn hair and brilliant green eyes. She wasn't as milky white as some redheads, but she wasn't dark skinned by any stretch. Her breasts were at least C cups and her small waist swelled to womanly hips, her legs were long and what I could see of them in her short skirt were well formed and well toned. They made a beautiful ass of themselves right at the top. I led her to my bedroom, and as I got to the door, I swooped her up in my arms and carried her over to lay her on the bed. "Eek," she squealed, "I told you we weren't gonna get married." "Yeh, but I want to have a honeymoon anyway." I lay beside her and we kissed, lightly at first, then she stuck out her tongue and the fun begun. We heated up the kiss and I got my hands gently onto her breast, while she put hers in my hair and hummed a little moan in her throat. As I began undoing the buttons of her blouse, she returned the favor on my shirt. I couldn't believe she was braless when I got her blouse off, but there those titties were. I'd had no idea that breasts that big could be so firm without something extra inside them; I couldn't feel any medical additions though. Her nipples were bright pink and big, maybe three fourths of an inch long and as big around as a nickel. Perfect for sucking and I was at it as soon as I could be. She could moan better without my mouth on hers, and she was wriggling her hips already. My dick was harder than times in twenty-nine and I stood up a second to shuck my shirt and kick my boots off, dropping my pants while I was at it, and dragging my socks off with them. I had on a black pair of silk boxers, but I left them alone as I bent over her to fumble with the catch and zipper on her skirt. She helped, and I discovered she was just in a garter belt with stockings and a tiny transparent thong. She'd put the thong on first so I figured I'd have to get the stockings loose to get it off her. Just as I reached for one of the fasteners she grabbed the panel of the thong and ripped it off herself, and it gave me a surge through my dick. I guess my eyes showed my surprise. "Hot Huh?" "I've never seen anything hotter," I said. "You can keep the scraps for your trophy room if you want," she said. "I don't have a trophy room, but I won't be letting them get away from me." "If you're half as good as you seem like you're going to be, you might end up with several pair," she said, hinting we might do this again someday and it didn't hurt my feelings one damned bit. I got between her beautiful legs and lowered my lips to the sweetest, hottest, slickest pussy I'd licked yet. She took a couple of hands full of my hair to steer. "God damn, you are well trained. Giddy up, go," she said, with a husky groan. I gave her pussy the best licking I'd ever even heard of while she moaned, groaned, cursed, growled, and purred. It was hot and slick and I frenched her lips and teased her clit. I could cover the whole thing with my mouth for a kiss, and then I worried her lips and went back to her clit. Knowing I had her close, I puckered my lips around her clitty and sucked while I beat hell out of it with my tongue. She screamed, and then bucked against my mouth so hard that she busted my upper lip. I kept at it, and she kept screaming until she sagged back to the mattress. As she finally went limp, I crawled up beside her; holding her in my arms and making kissy-face love to her face and throat. I tasted blood that my abused lip leaked into my mouth and I decided I was going to a photographer to get a picture of myself with it in this condition. I was proud of that lip and how I got it and I knew for sure that this was the hottest woman I'd ever had hold of. Karen finally caught her breath, and when she saw my lip she tried to apologize. I told her not to be silly, and that it was one of the proudest moments of my life. She put her arms around my neck and looked me right in the eyes. "Jack, I'm still not gonna marry you, but if you do that three or four more times, I might be in love." "You want me to start again right now, or do you want to rest a little first?" I asked. "Oh no you don't, I'm going to suck somebody's dick, and if you play your cards right, it could be yours." She was as good as her word, dragging off my boxers and getting between my legs with her mouth full of dick in no time flat. I pulled a pillow behind my head for a good angle to watch, and as I looked down to her face with my dick stuffed up in it, I felt the wet suction on my prong. Her devilish little tongue started whipping around the cockhead and over the bottom of my slick shaft. I looked into her eyes and I'll swear it was the first time I'd ever seen a woman smile with my dick in her mouth. She gobbled my eight inches into her throat and had her lips at the base of my dick in a heartbeat; then she swallowed around my dickhead and sucked her way back up until only it was left in her mouth. She kept this up, pushing onto me until she had the head in her throat then swallowing and sucking her way back until she only had the head in her mouth again. She did it over and over and I loved every trip. She was dribbling a lot of spit all around and she must have lubed up one of her index fingers because she started wiggling a wet fingertip around and just into my asshole. I counted her strokes and I began to lose it the fifteenth time she swallowed me. She felt it and drew out about halfway, really putting on the suction, as her tongue worked hard on the underside of my shaft. Just before I blew, she slid her finger all the way up my ass to massage my prostate. Come exploded from my dick as my hips started banging off the bed. I spurted until I couldn't spurt anymore and she vacuumed it all up and swallowed, looking me in the eyes the whole time. I fell back, as weak as a kitten, and I might have fainted for a few seconds. When I knew where I was again, she was holding me in her arms and kissing and loving all over my face and neck. Finally I thought I could talk. "If you do that just one more time I'm gonna be in love." "There, there baby, just rest awhile. Mommy isn't going anywhere until her little man gets some pussy. So let's just lay here and cuddle, and see who can tell the other the sweetest lies, okay?" she asked. "Okay beautiful, you talked me into it." We did cuddle for a while, and we both must have dozed off. When I came back I leaned over her and kissed her lips again. It seemed like she was all for it and we just kissed and tongue wrestled for about five minutes. I began fondling her breasts and teasing the nipples with my hands, and then I was kissing my way down to them. I slid a hand twatward to caress her mound; cupping it and giving her pussy a few squeezes until I could feel her fuck oil leaking out, then, slipping a finger up into her tight pussy as I thumbed her clit gently. She started squeezing my finger with her pussy, and I couldn't believe how tight she seemed. I was afraid that she was too small for my dick, although I'd never run onto a pussy I couldn't get it into. I'd also never run into one that felt this tight. I thought I'd better try to get another finger up her to loosen it up some, but when she felt its tip wiggling between her lips, she seemed to just open up and let me slide it in, then she clamped down on both of them. She was pushing her hips up to meet the finger fucking and her nipples were at full attention. I twisted one gently between my thumb and finger and sucked on the other, as I teased it with my tongue. I could tell it was getting really good to her and she spread her legs wider. "I'm not trying to be bossy, Jack, but I'm hot enough to fuck already. Why don't you mount up and let's go for a ride?" she asked. It sounded like a really good plan to me, so I pulled my fingers out of her gently and moved between her legs. I raised up to get a good look at what I was about to get into and I liked what I saw. Stretching out over her as I got close to the goodies, I found out she was a nice girl. She put it in for me and there ain't nothing nicer. I needn't have worried about getting it in, because she diddled herself with the head for a stroke or two, getting it good and wet and as I pressed it toward her, it just went in slow and smooth. When my pubes mashed into hers I could just feel her cervix with my dickhead. "Oh! A perfect fit," she said, and then giggled. She squeezed down on me and asked me to just let it soak for a while, with it all the way up her, and as I did, she began squeezing and relaxing around me. It was like heaven; it felt so good I could hardly believe it, and after a couple of minutes I couldn't stand it anymore and had to start pumping. Karen squeezed me on the way out, but just held slightly firm enough for good friction on the way back in. I'd only been pumping her for about five minutes, but I knew I wouldn't make it much longer. I was afraid I might let her down, but then I noticed that she was huffing and puffing like a steam tractor. Every stroke was a new high now and every time I hit bottom, she rocked her pelvis, mashing her clit into the base of my cock. She seemed to almost be purring for a while, and then she wrapped her legs around my ass and tried to force me in deeper. "Oh! That's it baby, that's it. Give it to me, Jack, give it to me. Don't quit now! Fuck me hard, now, fuck me harder. Jam it up me you motherfucker, God dammit, push it up and out through my mouth! That's it Jack, that's it. Keep fucking me!" She unwrapped her legs then and when she put her feet to the mattress, I knew she was nearly gone. Thinking quickly for once, I sucked a finger into my mouth to get it wet, and she bucked her hips up at me with the leverage she got from putting her feet down. While she had her ass off the bed, I wiggled the wet finger into her rosebud, and then I slid it all the way up her as she took hold of both my cheeks, spurring my ass with her fingernails. I'd lasted as long as I could, and when I shot my wad, it felt like my poor dick was exploding. She still had me up in the air with her hips, and she was bucking like a saddle bronc. Her pussy had such a grip on my dick I knew I'd never be able to get it out by myself, and it seemed like she was going to come from now on. Finally, she just went limp again and I did too this time. I didn't want to put all my weight on her, but I just couldn't help it. I was finally able to put part of my weight on my elbows and I was thinking about trying to roll off her when she wrapped her arms around me tightly. "Don't move Jack, don't go a goddamn place. I think you nearly fucked me to death, so lay down on me and keep me from floating off into this fog," she said. "I'm not so sure who fucked who, but I'm really glad I was here." She finally let me roll off to one side, and we held each other close just kissing and whispering. After we got our wind back she opened her eyes and looked at me. "What a fuck," she said. "Me too, I can barely believe it." "It just makes me want some more, but I have to rest a little," she said. "It's a shame you have to work tomorrow." "I'm not worried about work, but we're both going to need our strength. I'm not getting out of this bed, except to go to the bathroom, until you stick that club up my ass to do me good and proper," she said. ------- Chapter 2 We snuggled up spoon fashion and drifted off. Waking found me still right up against her lush backside, and by squinting I could just see my clock. It was nearly eight AM. I had a full-fledged hardon wedged between her legs, just below her ass. One arm was pinned under her head and the other was over her. I used it exploring, in search of titty - giving the firm fat handful a little squeeze as soon as I found it, then rubbing my palm over the nipple. Pushing with my hips there was enough room to move my dick for about a two-inch stroke, so I started. I could feel the head rubbing slightly against her labia while I worried the nipple to attention. Reaching under my dick and holding it tighter to her moistening pussy lips, I carried on with the short strokes. I was being careful, trying not to wake her yet, but I guess arousal brought her around. "Oh. Good morning, Jack." "Good Morning." "I need to visit the little girls room." "Do you have to go right now?" I asked. "Yes, but it won't take long." She rose, giving me a look at her beautiful titties again as she lowered her head and sucked about half my cock into her mouth. Grabbing her overnight bag on the way, she went into the bathroom. I scrambled out to the hall bathroom to brush my teeth and piss then I beat her back to bed. She joined me under the covers and we shared a long good morning kiss. "Where were we when we left off last night?" she asked, teasing. "You said something about an ass fucking," I said, reminding her. We tongue fought a little more and I noticed her mouth tasted like cinnamon this morning. Soon I left her lips, kissing and nibbling my way down to her breasts, sucking a nipple into my mouth. It was the strangest thing, but I'll swear I tasted a strawberry flavor as soon as I had my mouth on it. Sucking and teasing with my tongue, I moved to the other titty and tasted another strawberry nipple. I kept my attention on it, but wondered what she was up to. Finally I realized she must have put some kind of flavoring on her nipples while she was in the throne room, reigning. She was wiggling and squirming a little as I kissed down toward her navel for a lick or two. Working my way into her auburn bush and through it to her pussy, I took my first lick of it this morning and I tasted lemonade. Karen had a sense of humor, but it was actually nice and I tried to show her that I appreciated the thought, as I put her legs over my shoulders and gave my full attention to her love lips. Her little moans and groans became more urgent, and when I sucked seriously on her clitty, licking it rapidly, and then pushed a finger into her for a few strokes - she climaxed and mashed my head between her strong lovely thighs. I let her have a minute to get her breath back then licked down through her pussy and past it to her asshole, where I got another big surprise. I nearly laughed out loud, but held it back by the hardest - her asshole tasted like chocolate. She was back with me now, wriggling and bucking, so I let her up. She got to her knees and handed me a large tube of something that I hadn't noticed her holding, and I guess I looked at it stupidly. "It's lube, Jack, and it'll work better if you give my pussy a few strokes first." Who was I to argue? Getting up behind her, I placed my cockhead to her entrance, pushing into that glorious pussy again. She began squeezing around me right away, and as I remembered the fuck from last night, I asked her if she wouldn't rather just have a good slow dog fuck and save the back door for later. "You've already had your pussy ride, Jack; you have to punch your ticket for the ass fuck first. If we have the strength for it, before I have to go to work, I'll just lay back and let you climb on for a slow sweet housewife fuck," she said. "What's a housewife fuck?" I asked, curious now. "That's where I lay there and let you shove it in and poke on me until your heart's content. You just shoot your wad and collapse on me all out of breath, whether I come or not, just like a real marriage. "While you're laying on me all winded, I'll hug you, caress your back and tell you that I love you. I tell you I'm so proud you're my man and how good it was for me, and all that shit most housewives have to tell their husbands. You'll like it I'm sure; now lets get back to the ass fucking." I reluctantly pulled my throbbing dick out of wonderpussy and lubed myself with the lotion from the tube. I spread some around her pucker, and when I put the tube to her asshole, intending to push some inside, she told me not to bother since she'd taken care of that while she was in the bathroom. Dropping the tube, I guided my cockhead to her rosebud and pressed in. I could feel her relax her sphincter and I slid in with almost no effort, but I stopped with the head just inside, giving her time to adjust. "Thanks, Jack, I'll be ready for more in just a second, but it feels much bigger in there than I expected. Not painful, but different," she said. "What do you mean, different than you expected?" I asked. "Just what you think I mean, you're plowing new ground, Jack. I've used dildos to make sure I could relax when I found someone I wanted to do it with, but that's the first dick that's ever been up my ass. Now puff out your chest and give me some more meat, you can brag about it after you're done." I pressed in, to the base, and she didn't even tense up. I gave her half a dozen slow strokes and she kept encouraging me, so I bent over her back, grabbing a titty with one hand and tickling her clit with the other. She was consciously relaxing her asshole. In fact, her pussy, when she'd been squeezing, was actually a little tighter than this, but as she got hotter, she began tightening down on my dick while I began pounding it to her. This wasn't going to last too long, she was getting closer and so was I. When I felt she was about to flash over, I quit tickling her clit, grasped it between my thumb and a finger, and gave it a little pinch. That tripped her trigger and she gave me a big pinch of her own, with her asshole around my dick. That did the trick for me. We collapsed, me wilting across her back with my dick still up her ass. I eased out and rolled off onto my back as soon as I could move, and in just a few seconds, I opened my eyes to see her smiling face as she kissed me. "Thanks Jack, it was more than I'd hoped for." "You're amazing, Karen; strawberry nippled, lemonade pussied, chocolate assed Karen. You aren't just a woman, you're a genuine experience!" "Well you've punched your whole ticket now Jack, the housewife fuck is the bonus prize. Are you up to it?" "I'd really like to lay here and snuggle for a while, and then take a shower later. After that I'll cook your breakfast and maybe we could just spend a little time together, before you have to go to work," I said. "Careful, Jack, you'll have me thinking you actually want to get to know me," she said, teasing. "Will it ruin my image if I do?" I asked. "It won't ruin it, it'll change it a little; who knows, I might like you better that way." "I'd still like to try the housewife fuck later," I said. "Oh, so you think you want to see me again?" "I know I want to see you again, I just don't know how you feel about it," I said. "I'm pretty sure we can work something out." We eventually showered together and I got to see again just how beautiful and well put together she was. We dressed, I in casual clothes, she in her work uniform. I noticed from her nametag that she was a doctor; I was surprised. Chauvinistically, I had assumed she was a nurse. I cooked breakfast and after eating we sat around with coffee, talking until she had to go. I made sure I had her number before she left and I gave her all the goodbye kisses she would put up with. After she was gone, I turned on the tube and switched to CNN, wanting to see what shape the world was in. I was flabbergasted. The sickness that had gone through the prisons had been worldwide. It was estimated that practically all prisoners on the planet were now dead. Still, none of the guards had been affected. There were experts on every channel, discussing the details of the burials and whipping the story like a redheaded stepchild. The real kicker was a new sickness, or another wave of the same one, that had started at midnight eastern time last night. This time, criminals on the loose were catching whatever this thing was, and dying. Information was sketchy so far but it seemed like a repeat of the previous night, with suspected perpetrators getting sick and dying within a few hours. Gang members, dope dealers, Mafia men of all rank, petty thieves, and muggers were dead. It was even rumored that tax cheats and white-collar criminals were included in this round. By now, some autopsies had been performed on the first of the criminals that died. No real cause of death had been found yet. As usual, lack of information didn't stop constant reporting and it seemed the sickness was all any news organization was dealing with. I really couldn't blame the news people though, because this was unprecedented and completely mysterious. From the way it spread and the way the victims were obviously targeted, it had to have been organized by someone. Who could do this kind of thing? No one could do it; no organization on earth had that kind of power. From the reports, federal, state and local governments had their hands full just getting the bodies buried. All military reserve and National Guard personnel had been activated to help with the logistics of so many dead bodies. That had been for the prisoners and this go-round of deaths was straining even the new system. These steps had been taken in the United States and there could be no doubt that it was worse in other nations. After a couple of hours watching, I decided to call Karen at work. She was an emergency room doctor after all, maybe she could give me an inside hint as to what was happening. I hesitated at first. Even though we'd been very intimate, we had only just met, and I was sure she must be swamped with work, but in the end I just couldn't stand it. She had given me her work number and if she didn't have time to come to the phone I was sure someone would tell me that. I was slightly surprised that the call was answered on the second ring and more surprised when Karen came to the phone right away. "Hello, Karen, it's Jack." "Hi Jack, miss me already?" "Yes, but I called to see if you knew anything about these deaths. I figured you would be too busy to come to the phone, but I had to try," I said, explaining myself. "Actually we are almost deserted; they caught it last night from a little after midnight until three this morning. People are still coming, but if they have the new sickness, we just shuffle them onto buses that have been brought up and later they're sent to holding areas, to be buried. "It's easy to tell if they have the sickness, because a distinctive rash breaks out on their neck. I'm told that if any of them last over three or four hours at the holding area, they'll be sent back for treatment, but none have so far. "There isn't a thing we can do for them. Those that were brought here last night, from the jails, before the new procedure went into effect, didn't have fever and weren't dehydrated, and really just didn't appear sick. They just felt a little bad and had the rash, and then they died. What's funny though, is our normal patient load has dropped off to almost nothing." "I wonder what could be causing that?" "It's as if no one else is sick. We did have a couple of car crash victims, but even those are way down. I guess everyone is at home watching the news," she said. "I sure am, but they don't seem to know anything. They haven't even mentioned the rash," I told her. "That's probably because the government thinks that information would cause a panic if it got out. I doubt it would though; even the ones that come in and have figured out that they are done for aren't excited or nervous. When we tell them to get on the buses, they just do it, and wait patiently. It's almost like the sickness sedates them. "Most of the police think it is just grand so far. We have a few posted here to maintain order around the bus loading area and they look like they just want to lick their chops when they see a lowlife they know come in with the rash. "They're more than happy to direct them to a bus; I just hope it doesn't spread to others. So far though, it seems that proximity isn't dangerous," she told me. "It's all so strange, but I guess I've bothered you enough at work, take care of yourself, Karen." "You too, Jack, talk to you later." How odd, already the emergency rooms are just writing off the sick. I guess it made sense though, since if they didn't have any treatment for them, it would be pointless to admit them and have them die before their bed got warm. I wondered where the holding areas were, and then decided I didn't want to know. I was guessing that if people weren't afraid of being exposed to the sickness, there would be panic in the streets. Since it was killing only criminals, I guessed the chances for looting would be way down, even if there were riots. I flicked from channel to channel and the only new facts coming in were hourly announcements that the deaths had begun in a new time zone. I sat around watching TV and fixed myself some dinner after sunset. About that time, the newsmen started wondering aloud whether a new round of deaths would start at midnight. It was all just speculation and they knew it, everything about it was pure guesswork. They were hard pressed to come up with explanations, as there were no consultants that could be paid to flap their lips and pontificate about what it all meant. There just weren't any experts for this. No new round of deaths showed up at midnight on the east coast. By midnight on the west coast, with still nothing new, I went to bed. All I had done all day was sit and watch the tube; but that can be tiring and I was worn out. I slept until eleven AM and when I woke, I fixed some breakfast and had coffee. After showering I dressed casually, and made more coffee before I went back to the television. Apparently, while I'd slept, every religious nut on earth had crawled out from under their rocks. They were claiming it was a plague sent by God to rid the world of sinners. They came and went on every channel and they explained the deaths from the viewpoint of every different religion. They warned that more deaths were coming to rid the world of the unrighteous. Well I was certainly fucked if that was the case; but I wasn't too worried. I got really tired of it after a while and decided to go out by the pool and take some sun. Later I lay around doing nothing until about eight PM. I thought I'd go out to one of the nicest upscale bars and see if anything was stirring. I showered and dressed nicely and climbed in the Vette, driving downtown to Alfredo's. It was pretty high class for a pickup bar, and that wasn't actually what the owners had intended it to be, but it was usually lively and there were almost always a few really good looking women who showed up unattended, so I decided to give it a try. Alfredo's was as nearly empty as I'd ever seen it; there weren't five people tonight, and no women at all. I didn't even go inside, I just turned around and went back home. It looked like pickings were going to be slim for a while. Back at the house, I checked CNN again and the nuts were still all over the tube. It was time for a drink. I went heavy on the George Dickel and oh so light on the water, then I sat down to wait for eleven PM, midnight on the east coast. At ten PM the sermons slacked off, so I turned up the volume and listened to an hour of non-religious bullshit. It was bullshit nonetheless, about whether anything else was coming up. They didn't specifically mention a new round of deaths, but it was obvious what they meant and as usual, they didn't really know shit. By eleven-fifteen PM they knew something, and when they first announced it, I laughed. Religious leaders were getting ill and by eleven forty-five PM, some of them were already dying. In fact, the ringleaders from all over the news today were some of the first to go. I went to bed now that I felt I was surely safe, deciding I could wait until tomorrow for the details. The next morning I was surprised that I'd slept well, in fact I felt really good. I showered and pulled on jeans and a T-shirt before going to the kitchen to make coffee, and then breakfast. After eating, I filled my cup and went over to the tube to catch up. Sure enough, the religious leaders had gone quickly after the death line crossed them. Right now, a last ditch effort was being made to save the Pope. John Paul II was currently in a seven-forty-seven with his most holy entourage; they were flying to New York, hoping that after the line had passed, missing them, they would be safe, but after crossing into the Eastern Time zone, he and the others, fell ill and died before the plane could even touch down. The pilots were the only living people on it after it landed. It turned out that only the religious leaders were subject to the sickness on this round. Normal congregation members weren't affected. All the leaders died though, from the Pope to the altar boys, and from the preachers to the Sunday school teachers, and all in between. It was the same for all religions. Even the lowliest position of authority meant death. This round didn't put such a strain on the ability to get the dead in the ground and the bulk of the first rounds had now been dealt with. The machinery was pretty much in place for taking care of mass numbers of dead bodies, and the religious leaders weren't even a real strain. There was much wailing and bemoaning by the everyday religious person though. Strangely, not many wanted to step forward and temp fate by assuming a leadership position. The few that did died within hours. Speculation was still the order of the day, but it wore on me and I went to bed before time for the next round to start. I was actually getting a little tired of it by now and wanted it to end. Well, who didn't? It was all so strange but this couldn't be a random epidemic, it had to be organized somehow, but by whom? It didn't fit into any scenario that could be rational, and there was nothing that could explain it. This just could not be happening, but it was. I went to bed and slept, with no trouble dropping off and I slept soundly. Even that didn't make sense. I woke, dressed, ate, got coffee, and went to the TV. I could tell that the news people were off their feed about something before the volume even came up. It only took me a few minutes to understand what had them so upset. Government Officials and Business Leaders had been the stars of the show last night. The details, facts and figures, weren't all in yet, but all federal, state and local officials were affected, as in dead; corporate officials too. Simply put, if you had a title, you were a goner. The President of the United States was no more and the Vice President was just as dead; Senators and Representatives had been pushed away from the pork barrel and into the grave. Members of state governments, all of them, were already on their way to their just rewards. Mid and high-level federal and state bureaucrats were also history. The line was difficult to draw, but it seemed that the lower level functionaries were still living and hopefully functioning, to some extent anyway. Anyone in a power or planning position was dead, in government and business. This was a shocker, since no matter how you felt about the bastards, we needed someone to run the country, and who was to say this was the end. Nothing signaled the end of the nightly slaughter, but nothing had signaled the beginning either. Military leaders were still on the job, except for countries that were led by military dictators. Even though city governments were mostly gone, police officials were still hanging in there. We could get by for a while like this, but things were much more serious now, especially if death continued to be the reward for anyone who stepped forward for a leadership position. We could get along nicely without the criminals, both the incarcerated and un-incarcerated. Many millions of people were mourning the passing of their religious leaders, but we could get along without them too. We were in for rough sledding with no one running the government, or businesses. The top general had been sworn in to be president, and he'd died within the hour. Now no one could be persuaded to take the top spot, but sooner or later, someone had to take charge. This new large quantity of dead bodies would overwhelm even the newly assembled task force of gravediggers, so a sort of conscription was organized by the military, and more people were pressed into service. I stayed at home to keep out of sight, but I don't think it was really necessary. The new recruits were drawn from workers who were now leaderless because of the deaths of business leaders. Goods were still being distributed, but manufacturing was grinding to a halt as raw materials ran out. These raw materials were not being delivered any longer. Thinking that food might soon become a problem, I decided to go and stock up if I could. At first it seemed simple, since the streets were mostly deserted; there was no throng to the stores. I went to my local food chain and there wasn't even a crowd. I got a buggy intending to make a large haul, but as I shopped, the worry seemed to fade from me and I ended up just getting a few items that I knew I really needed. I checked out and went home; it was strange, but I was no longer worried. I didn't know why I wasn't worried but I wasn't. There was no round of deaths that night and it was almost as if it were planned for the burial people to catch up. The next night, parts of the normal population started dying and no pattern could be discerned, especially since there were a lot fewer people on TV to do the discerning. News began to get ragged, no doubt because some of the reporters and workers had passed away. Also they were probably suffering from the loss of leadership. Some power plants were being shut down because of reduced demand and the nukes were the first to be put on standby. Oil production was being slowly phased out, since demand had dropped sharply, and coal mining was also being shut down along with steel production. The next few days were the same, as every night a scattered portion of the population seemed to be chosen randomly. It amounted to about as many as could be collected and buried. News coverage, and basically all television dwindled, until CNN was the only thing going. They announced that the remaining journalist had consolidated with them, and the coverage actually improved for a few days. I woke one morning; I think it was about the fifth day after the normal people had begun dying, and thought of Karen. I hadn't called her after that first time, and I wondered if she were all right. I called her home number and she answered at once. "Hello." "Karen, it's Jack," I said. "Jack, I was just thinking of you, are you all right?" "I'm fine so far, and you?" I asked. "Actually, I feel great, but I'm so worried," she said. "What about your roommates?" "We're all fine; the hospital has closed for the time being, and we just sit and watch the news. We also watch the burial guys take bodies away, since our apartment complex has been hit pretty hard," she said. "Why don't you all come stay with me for a while? Nothing is going on around here, and I'm feeling pretty lonesome by myself. It looks like even CNN might go off in a few days." "That's a pretty good idea, since we've about talked each other out, and we could use some fresh meat," she said, laughing. It was the first laughter I could remember since the morning she left for work. It seemed like that had been years ago. "I can come in my truck and carry your stuff over," I said. "Let me ask Jana and Beverly, to make sure they're up for it." She came back in a couple of minutes, telling me they all wanted to come, and that they would need an hour or two to pack. When we hung up I thought of Nancy. Nancy lived by herself, and if she were still alive, she was probably lonely also. I called her, and after finding she was fine, but worried, I told her about Karen, Jana, and Beverly coming over. "Are you gathering your harem for the new world, Jack?" she asked, teasing me. "I hadn't thought of it, but it's a damned good idea; would you like to join?" I asked, returning tease for tease. "I doubt I'll get a better offer with the way the statistics are shaking out." "Did I miss something?" I asked. "If you did I can't believe it; haven't you paid any attention to the statistics CNN has been spouting?" "I guess I didn't." "Many more men are dying than women, and they say at this rate, there will be as many as six women for each man. That's assuming that the deaths will actually stop at some time." "We can always hope they stop, how long will it take you to pack?" I asked. "I'm mostly packed already but packed light. I figured I'd have to leave here soon if I lived; this place is almost completely deserted." "I'll be there in about thirty minutes, and you can grab anything else you want to bring while I'm on the way. We'll have time to unload your stuff before I go to get the others," I told her. ------- Chapter 3 After we hung up, I went out to the truck and started towards Nancy's house. When I got there it didn't take long to get all her things loaded. Back at my house, we put it in the garage to deal with later. We left again right away, heading to Karen's apartment. They had most of their things ready when we got there. I introduced Nancy and she helped them finish packing as I started the mule work, carrying things down to the truck. They lived on the second floor, so it was a lot more work than at Nancy's house. I had to rest a little about every fifth trip. We actually got it all into the back of the truck, then they locked their apartment, in case they wanted to come back later. We piled into the truck and headed back to my house. "Jack, how would you feel about another guest?" Karen asked. "Nancy says I need to take care of at least six women." "What?" I explained what she'd told me, and they all laughed about it. Karen said I was going to be carrying a heavy load even for a man of my stamina. While I was still blushing she explained that she knew an obstetrician from the hospital who lived alone. She'd called Janet after she'd talked to me, and asked her if she would like to join the crowd if I approved. "Great by me, since if I have all these women to take care of we'll probably need an obstetrician before long," I said, laughing probably a little too loudly - at least they were the ones blushing this time - but it didn't seem so funny when I realized I might have been telling the truth. After we got to my house, and finished unloading their things into the garage, Jana and Nancy fixed some lunch. When we'd finished eating, Karen tried to call her friend and found that the phones were dead now, cell phones and all. It seemed I'd called Nancy and Karen just in time to get through. I told Karen we could go to her friend's house and see if she still wanted to join us. The others said they would start trying to arrange and move the stuff from the garage into the house while we were gone. It was a forty-minute drive to Janet's house, and she was even more anxious to come now, since the phones had gone dead. She was thirty and about five foot five, with very black hair and blue eyes. She probably weighed one twenty; she was built for comfort, not for speed. She had awesome breasts and a great ass, and the shorts she had on displayed a nice pair of legs. I began to wonder if beautiful women were completely immune to this sickness, and I just couldn't help saying it. Karen and Janet blushed just a little after it slipped out, and then Janet said she knew another doctor who was still kicking this morning, and wondered if I would consider taking her in also. Diane was a surgeon with a sixteen-year-old daughter. I told Janet that if they wanted to come, they were welcome as far as I was concerned, and I asked her if she knew of anyone else who might want in, but she drew a blank at that. We loaded Janet's possessions, and after she gave me directions to Diane's house, we took off. When we arrived, Janet and Karen went to the door and knocked. It opened and they went inside for a minute. Shortly, Karen put her head back out of the door and waved for me to join them. Diane was dressed in a T-shirt and tight short shorts - like the others, she was beautiful. She had light blonde hair and gray eyes. She was five-eight and her legs, which seemed to go on forever, were great every inch of the trip. She had large breasts and they wiggled and jiggled with every movement since she was obviously braless. Her nipples were apparent under the T-shirt. She called her daughter, Jenna, out to meet us and explained what she was considering. "Of course we have to go, we can't stay out here alone," Jenna said, at once. Soon we were packing and loading their belongings, but I was having real boner trouble now and I'm sure it was apparent to all of them. They kept stealing glances, and I could see one or another of them grin every now and then. Even Jenna, who might have been taking the most interest, kept stealing peeks. Jenna was almost a younger copy of her mother and she looked equally as good. She was still slightly smaller but she was more than a little bit of a flirt, so this harem thing was starting to look pretty damned good to me. We finished the loading and I asked Diane if she knew anyone else who was alone. Karen laughed, claiming that I was about to let my eyes overload my pecker. Then they all laughed at me, even Jenna, as I blushed. "That's not it, I just don't want to leave any of your friends alone if I can help it," I said, in my own defense. Diane said she couldn't think of anyone else she knew that was still alive, and Karen said they would all try to think about it when we got to my place. "You probably need to get some rest, since you've done the hard work all day. I think you should take us back and let us get started pampering you, with a meal anyway," Karen said. On the way back I congratulated myself that all my bedrooms were large and that they all had kingsize beds. I'd gathered quite a crowd of women today, and considering their looks, I wasn't a damned bit sorry about it. When we got to the house, we unloaded into the garage again. The others had already made a large dent in the moving, so we went in to see how the bedrooms were going to be divided. Jana and Beverly wanted to room together, so they only took up one room, and Karen surprised me when she asked Nancy if they could bunk together. I gave her a look but kept my mouth shut, and surprisingly, she kept hers shut too. Janet took a room to herself and Diane and Jenna took another. This left one room vacant, and me alone in my bedroom. I managed to keep my big mouth shut, thank Bob. Nancy and Beverly cooked up some supper and we all tried to laugh and joke during the meal. I drank a beer and the women all had wine except Jenna. They served her a coke. She was quiet for about half a minute before she rebelled. "I think I should be able to have wine too; it's not like I'm going to get drunk and let a man take advantage of me. Even if I could get Jack's attention, I'd have to fight off the six of you to get him alone," she said. All the women laughed out loud while I blushed, then Karen got up and poured Jenna a glass of wine. When she set it on the table she bent over and whispered something in Jenna's ear. Jenna looked around at me, and grinned like a sixteen year old with a secret. Then she blushed a little herself. I didn't know what was going on, but I hoped it would be to my advantage. We cleaned up the kitchen after we'd finished, and then all went in and turned on the tube. CNN was still hanging in there, but it was getting pretty ragged again. They'd done their best to come up with some statistics, and we were surprised to learn that the United States' population was thought to be down under thirty million. When they went over the estimated male to female ratio I paid attention this time, they said it looked like between four and seven to one. The next little tidbit was that some of the military had started dying last night. It really hit hard that over one hundred and ninety million people had died in the US alone. If things were like that all around the world, the tolls in China and India would be staggering, as if the count in the US wasn't. As they finished the segment, they mentioned that the percentage of deaths was fairly proportional around the globe. We were tired after today's moving and sobered again by the news, so we broke up shortly and went to bed. It seemed a little strange to me, getting into bed alone while six beautiful women and one beautiful girl were sleeping in my house. I guess all the harem talk had been just that, just talk. I slept soundly enough for a few hours but dreams crept in later. Disembodied bounding breasts, big firm ones with large suckable nipples floated by. Then asses, firm round asses, with just a hint of the backs of beautiful thighs attached, then a hint of lower backs above the asses. They seemed bent over forward, after a bit - vulvas were showing beneath and between the cheeks, peeking out from between the upper thighs. Pink puffy labia teased me, with no hint of pubic hair on the lips. The view changed to a harem - my harem. Like a scene from an old movie I was lying back on a couch and a beautiful woman, wearing a revealing harem costume, was feeding me grapes, just like the movies. Soon some of the women were the ones that were staying in my home. Diane was there, and Janet, and Karen. Jenna was dancing for my entertainment as Diane fed me grapes. Janet and Karen were using long handled feathered fans to cool me. Then we were outside, all dressed in jeans and boots; we were in work clothes. The women all had on hiking boots, and someone or something was pursuing us. We were running, then we were all armed. The women carried M16s. I specifically remember they were regulation M16s. You know how dreams can be. I distinctly remember zooming in on the fire selector and noticing that the full auto setting was available. I had an RPG launcher in my hands, and a pump shotgun slung over my shoulder, and the Barrett, in its hard case. I was carrying the Barrett's hard case by the handle and I kept thinking how heavy the son of a bitch was. We were trying to get up among some rocks, for cover. The big rocks were near the top of a steep hill and we were climbing to find cover. No one was shooting at us yet, but we knew they were coming. I woke up sweating; who wouldn't? Trying to sleep again was useless since my mind was fully awake. I had a harem now, didn't I? I hadn't wanted it especially, but in one day I had collected seven women. Hell, as I gathered them they helped me find more. I had to try and make sense of this. It seemed important. All during this time millions of people had been dying, millions almost every night. I'd just watched CNN go over the details. Everyone had watched except the ones burying the bodies. It had seemed so organized. It was organized, and since the time the religious leaders started dropping things had gone much more smoothly. Earth's population was dropping at an astonishing rate and everything was rocking along just fine. The prisoners died - good, bury 'em. The criminals died - great, get 'em in the ground. The preachers died - throw dirt on 'em and keep on digging. The business leaders and politicians went - who needs 'em, grab a shovel. This was not an accident or a natural plague. It must have been planned, but by who? Seventy-five to eighty percent of the people on earth were dead already and the main concern so far was burying them. Nothing was ever mentioned about planning for the future. What future could there be? There weren't any leaders left to plan a future. Anyone that tried to assume leadership died within hours. My mind kept jumping from one ridiculous, impossible situation to another. The most ridiculous thing was that they were the facts on the ground. Civilization couldn't bear up under this kind of disaster and it was clear that there would have to be a fresh start. Would there even be enough people left to start civilization again? If there were, how do you get started? Could the old one be patched up? Would the nightly death toll ever stop? Would anyone remain, or would it end with the last man alive burying the next to last? Who knew? No one. What was I going to do then, and how the fuck could I know what to do? Did I have to do anything? I had to eat, I had to protect myself, and I had to feed these women. My women. I had to feed and protect my women, my harem. Now we were getting somewhere. Since the day I knew I was rich and would never have to work again I'd done almost nothing except chase and fuck women or get myself ready to chase 'em and fuck 'em. Hell, I liked it. Yes, there'd been a few occasional drawbacks to this wonderful life. After a woman lets you put your dick up in her, she generally assumes that you don't need to be putting your dick up in any other women. When I looked at it from their point of view I could understand, since I never wanted to think of other men fucking the woman I was fucking. That didn't alter the fact that I'd often run across women I would like to keep around but couldn't, because I knew that I'd still want to fuck other women too. I understood my view of things was not fair, but it was still there. In the old world I'd assumed unless I was too lucky for words, I'd never find even two women that would stay with me together. Now, because of the sickness, I had seven. Maybe it did have its good points, but I knew damned well that all these people hadn't been killed so I could have a harem. Most of the world was dead though, and I did have a harem. I had to forget about the way things had been. That was all over now and I had to take care of my harem and myself in the here and now. I had to adjust to this new reality. Right now, we needed food. I had some, but it wouldn't last long with eight of us, and it looked like it would be quite a while before any more got produced. We were going to have to go looking for food. I'd been to the supermarket the other day to stock up on food, but decided I didn't need to worry about it after I got there. Now I was worried about it and when daylight came we were going to go get some food, somewhere. Medicine, we needed medicine too. I had three doctors and two nurses with me, and no medicine, we needed to get some. I didn't know what we would need, but the doctors and nurses would surely have a good idea, and they probably knew where to find it. Weapons, we needed weapons, had to have some. Sooner or later, if we lived, we would have to protect ourselves. It was comforting to know that most of the criminals were already gone, but surely some had been missed. Even if all the criminals were dead, new ones would pop up. If the cops lived there'd be no government to pay them, and they would soon use their former position, organization, and training to take over. Cops are just people, low paid people at that. They could end up being a pretty nasty bunch with no one to ride herd on them. I definitely needed more weapons to protect my harem. My thinking had shifted gears since yesterday. Now I did consider these women my harem, for want of a better term. Some of them had actually suggested it themselves. I had a harem, or a pack, or a pride, or whatever fit best. I had seven beautiful women to feed and protect. They were my women until someone took them away from me, or we starved, or were killed, or died of the sickness. They were my responsibility. Even though the sickness was by far the most probable fate for us, it worried me the least. We might as well forget about the plague, there sure as hell was nothing on earth to be done about it. I had to plan for things that could be controlled and I had to devise some form of order for us. We'd have to survive without civilization. The first thing we needed to gather was food - no - it was weapons. We had food enough for a few days - we needed more weapons first. I had a few guns, but not enough for all of us. I also had to make sure the women could and would use the guns to protect themselves, to protect us. Shit. The sun was up now and it had been for a while. The clock said it was seven AM. I got up and the power was still on, that probably wouldn't last much longer. I showered, put on jeans, a T-shirt and started to put on some Nikes, but decided on my lace up Red Wings instead. I still had them from one of the construction jobs I'd had working my way through school. With at least some sense of direction now, I felt better. I had something to do again and I had newfound responsibility. There were seven women I had to look after, seven beautiful women to feed, protect, and fuck. Yes! There was the silver lining; I was going to fuck them all, even Jenna. Hell they were my harem, and I was going to fuck them a lot. I went to the door, heading for the kitchen; it was locked. I knew I hadn't done it. It was a simple bedroom lock that only needed its button pushed. I never used it and I knew I hadn't last night. One of the women, or maybe all of them, had decided I needed a night alone and they'd made sure no one could get in. It made sense in a way and I guess even the fucking was going to need some kind of organization; we'd see. Stepping into the hall, I headed toward the kitchen. Nancy had coffee ready and was frying bacon. There was a pile of eggs scrambled and waiting. Loading a plate with a mountain of eggs, four big sausage patties and three homemade biscuits, she set it on the table, with a big mug of coffee. She'd even buttered the biscuits. I didn't get any pussy last night, but I was sure getting a good breakfast, with great service. "Good Morning, Jack, how'd you sleep?" she asked. "Really well, except for the last hour, then dreams woke me and started me thinking," I told her, as I noticed she only had on a longish T-shirt that ended just below her ass cheeks. I'd known Nancy since about six months before I hit the jackpot. I realized, as I gawked, that I'd never seen her legs uncovered before. Every time I'd seen her, either working or not, she'd been wearing jeans. They were always tight enough to show she probably had a nice ass, but this was more of her flesh than I'd ever seen before. Oh, I'd seen her in enough semi-revealing blouses to know she had really nice titties, but I'd never seen her legs. They were pretty, as I'd expected, and I looked them over as I dug into the breakfast she'd put in front of me. "What were you thinking about Jack?" she asked, and seemed to be blushing a little, from my frank inspection of her wheels. "I was thinking about you and I synchronizing our watches." She blushed hotly and grinned like a mean little kid. I was reminding her of the excuse she'd given for never sharing some of her pussy with me and I hoped it was behind us now. I wanted some of Nancy's pussy and I didn't mind if she knew it, in fact, I wanted her to know. "Man, one night locked up by yourself has got you back on top of your game," she said. "I wondered who locked me in, or locked everyone else out," I said. "Well, I guess we sorta ganged up on you Jack; we put our heads together and decided you might need at least one good night's sleep," she said, grinning again. "I probably did, I just hope y'all don't make a habit of it. I don't want to get the reputation of someone that isn't friendly," I said. "Now Jack, if you can cipher that two plus two equals four, you can sure as hell determine that one plus seven is going to be more than friendly, pretty damned fast. "If you don't die soon, you'll end up in pussy heaven, right here on earth, and you know it," she said, smiling at me, and seeming pretty happy about it herself. I told her I'd been thinking about that, and I thought we needed to get busy planning ways to feed and protect our group. "Worried about taking care of your harem?" she asked. "Damn right I am. I hate like hell that so many people bit the dust, but I didn't do it and I couldn't stop it, or even slow it down. "Speaking of my harem, as you're calling it, where are the others?" I asked. "Karen's in the shower, or she was. She'll probably be out any minute. Temporarily at least, she's our unofficial spokesman, or spokeswoman I mean," Nancy said. I nodded and finished my breakfast and when I was through I started to pick up my dishes. Nancy told me not to bother, as she refilled my coffee mug and suggested I go see if CNN was still going. ------- Chapter 4 Switching on the tube as I sat on the couch, I saw CNN was still at it, though only women were on the air. From the awkward camera swings every now and then, I could see that women were manning all the cameras now too. Wising up after a minute, I put a blank tape in the VCR, pushing record for the longest lasting tape speed. It looked like the news wouldn't be around much longer, and I figured we might as well record the last of it, in case they said something that might be important to us later. Another flash of inspiration sent me to my study and I wiggled the mouse of my computer to kill the screen saver. I actually had four computers on a peer-to-peer network with a KVM switch, so I could just have one monitor, keyboard, and mouse. I could then switch to the system I wanted to use at the moment. I usually stayed on the main Windows 98 machine for browsing though. The screen popped up and I clicked on IE's icon, bringing up Google's advanced search page. I'll be damned; the cable modem was still connected. I did a couple of quick searches and then tried some of the resulting hits, and all those sites came up too. It made me wonder who was spending their time keeping the Internet going through all that was happening. Then it hit me that most of it would just keep chugging along on it's own. They had backup generators and would probably still be running for hours even after the power went off. This small desktop network of computers had served me well while I was still working for a living and doing it from home some of the time. I'd added to them and upgraded for something to do once the money rolled in. They probably wouldn't amount to more than expensive doorstops for very much longer, but they might help out for a few days, if the power stayed on. Karen came in about then and I noticed she was dressed like Nancy, a T-shirt coming barely below her ass cheeks. I good morninged her, and walked over to the kitchen where she was pouring a cup of coffee. Curious about her panty situation, I slipped my hand under the T-shirt's hem when I got to her, squeezing her ass and rubbing around her hip for a feel and a panty check. Nothing to find, not even a thong. She faced me, smiled, and gave me a peck on the cheek. Nancy was close too since she'd just refilled her cup, so I slipped my hand under her shirt for another ass cheek inspection. I didn't find any sign of panties on her either. She smiled and pecked me on the other cheek. This harem thing might not be all bad. "You're getting frisky pretty early in the morning, Jack," Karen said, smiling. "Not me, I just thought I'd inspect the troops," I said. "Well, what did you find?" Nancy asked. "Inspiration to carry on." They both laughed, then Karen told me we needed to have a talk after she ate. I agreed, asking if she could listen to some things I had on my mind while she was eating and she said she could. I told her I thought we were going to have to organize things a little, and I went over my thoughts on what we needed to do to secure ourselves for right now. She agreed about the food, and the medicine, and other supplies, but she wondered why we would need weapons. When I explained that sooner or later we would be attacked or at least hassled, either for capture or to take any resources we had, she brought up the fact that all the criminals had died. I pointed out that new criminals could appear easily, especially since there was no longer any government to direct the police. I even told her my suspicions that the police could end up trying to take over, to our detriment. She yielded the point. She'd finished eating by that time and she filled her cup, and asked me to sit in the living room for a chat. The way she said it and her body language reminded me of the time when I was thirteen and got The Talk about the birds and bees. The chat turned out to be along those same lines. As she was about to start I grabbed the remote to turn the TV's volume down, but the anchorwoman said something that caught my attention. She was relating that many more of the military had been lost since midnight and that large numbers of police had passed on also. She apologized for the sketchy reports and added that their best estimate said about eight to ten million more people in the United States had perished overnight and that the total living population in this country was estimated at not over twenty million. I killed the volume after that and we just sat silently for a few minutes. "Jack, you know civilization can't cope with this. There isn't going to be any civilization left even if the sickness stops now. You're right, we're going to have to feed, take care of, and protect ourselves. "You're the only one we know that can lead us, and we're not sure if you can but you are the only hope the seven of us have. We'll help in any way we can and we do have some skills, especially for health care, but we don't know the first thing about most anything else. "If we learn anything you'll have to teach us. Eventually we'll have to think about rebuilding the population or at least doing our part. I trust you won't have any problems with your role in that," she said. "I'd just about come to the same conclusions myself. I'd never considered having children before but now I think it's my responsibility. It's one I'll try my best to enjoy," I said, smiling. "I hope you're being serious Jack," she said. "I am, Karen. I do think we should postpone that until we've found a suitable place to live where we can be relatively safe and where we're sure we can support ourselves," I said. "What do you mean?" "We can't expect to live here. Even if we salvage enough food and supplies to last us for years, we can't afford to stay. We have to find a place where we can produce food and other supplies for an increasing number of people. It also has to be a place we can fortify against others who may not attempt to produce food or fail to. "I'm not saying we have to banish everyone we come into contact with, but we must be prepared to turn away or even fight off anyone that won't help," I said. "I can tell we've picked a good leader already. We didn't think of anything like that. We might have learned by experience eventually but only if we lived over it. If you think the babies should be postponed we'd better make a large supply of birth control pills one of our first priorities. I know we all want to start practicing for them right away," Karen said. "I hope some of you already have a few," I said, laughing sheepishly. "We discussed this last night and we're all using the pill already, except Jenna. Maybe the six of us can keep you entertained until we can get her a supply. That's assuming we're all acceptable to you. We agreed that if you vetoed any of us we'd accept your decision." "I don't like to be crude. Well mostly I don't but I'll admit I can be sometimes. There're no worries on that score since you've all pegged the peter meter." We both laughed and so did Nancy, and now that we had that mostly out of the way, I wondered why no one else had shown themselves so I asked about it. Karen told me they were waiting for an all clear since they knew what was being discussed and didn't want to appear to be ganging up on me. She gave them a signal, and the rest of my new band came out for breakfast. I saw that the morning's uniform must have been agreed on last night. They were all wearing T-shirts that came just below their ass cheeks. I quickly jumped up and intercepted the first new arrival telling the rest they should all line up for a good morning kiss. They giggled but did it. I had pecked Nancy and Karen on the cheek but starting with Jana, who was first in line, I gave them all a taste of my tongue and a double-handed ass groping. There was no evidence of a bra anywhere and no matter how I felt around I couldn't find any panties. Jenna was last in line and I gave her extra attention causing her face to turn bright red even though she was an active participant. After they'd eaten and cleaned up the dishes I asked them all to come sit in the living room. It was one of my best moves ever since their morning uniform was a thing of beauty. No amount of tugging on their part could keep me from getting a glimpse of every beaver present. I took a moment to ogle each one of them in turn as they giggled and squirmed and they all seemed to be great sports. The first thing I asked was if any of them knew how to surf the net and use a search engine. Most of them admitted to knowing a little but I learned that Jenna was an old hand. I should have guessed. Taking a few minutes, I showed her how to work my system and asked her to start searching for web sites that dealt with survival and survival skills, especially those with instructions or tutorials. I showed her how to save web pages completely and explained how to dig down and save linked pages instead of saving links that might disappear rapidly. She said she'd also show Beverly what she was doing and explain it to her. Beverly had been the one admitting to second best at web surfing behind Jenna. I asked them to keep at it steadily, since there was no telling how long the Internet would stay up. Nancy said she was familiar with rifles and shotguns when I asked if any of them had experience with firearms. She'd even used handguns to a lesser extent. Janet said she'd had some training with a handgun in a self-defense course and she'd fired a shotgun a few times. They were the only two that had even discharged any type of firearm. I asked Janet if she could teach the others how to handle a handgun safely and she thought she could. Digging up three Glocks I let her begin at once since I intended to take Nancy with me to look for more weapons. Beverly said she'd keep an eye on the VCR's tape and change it when it ran out and I told Janet that she was in charge of home security until I got back. I suggested she teach one woman all she could first so someone could be on the lookout while she was teaching the others. "If you see anyone, get inside and behind cover. Tell them to leave. If they keep coming, shoot to kill with no further warning. Don't let them keep talking and getting closer," I said. Some of them thought that was too harsh, and I agreed, but told them it was necessary since we had no other protection. "Believe me, it will be much better for us to be sorry we killed someone than to be sorry they killed us. "You can tell them to come back later and talk to me if they persist, and if it's a woman that's unarmed or will surrender her arms, you can take her in temporarily. Lock her in the hall closet until I get back," I said. Telling them that even though I loved the morning uniform they should probably put on jeans and shoes, I waited while they did and I asked Nancy to wear high top footwear if she had it. She had some hiking boots and said she'd wear them. After they were all dressed I reminded them that vigilance was the order of the day until I got back. Taking the dually, Nancy and I drove to my favorite gun shop first. It was over sixty blocks away but the streets were clear and deserted. We didn't see one other person during the trip. It was a fairly small shop in a strip mall and even though the place was deserted I drove around to the back door and forced it open with a wrecking bar I'd brought. I didn't want to advertise what I was doing by being parked out front in an empty lot. At first I'd intended to only select what I thought were our most pressing needs but I decided to take all the firearms and ammunition we could carry and discard any we couldn't use later. The shop had nearly a hundred rifles and shotguns and about seventy-five handguns. Getting blankets from the camping section, I laid one in the bed of the pickup. We put a layer of long guns on it and spread another blanket and continued until all the guns were loaded. Next, we took a shopping cart and began moving the ammunition to the truck. It took nearly an hour to load and move it all. Having taken the main stock I looked around in the back room and noticed a steel safe-type closet. Thankfully it didn't have a real vault door, just sheet steel covering a normal solid core door with three large padlocks to secure it. It was pretty easy to break them all with the wrecking bar and inside I found what must have been the owner's personal guns. There were two M16s with ten thirty round magazines for each. These couldn't have been legal for sale since fully automatic weapons were nearly impossible for a citizen to buy legally. There was also a Cobray Street Sweeper, a 12-gauge shotgun with a twelve shot rotary magazine, and a Colt M4 Tactical Carbine with the M203 Grenade Launcher attached. I found two ammunition containers with twenty-five grenades each. I doubted we would ever need this kind of firepower but it was there so we took it. Back in the store we loaded hunting knives and pocketknives in the cart. There were about three hundred of all shapes and sizes and it took two trips to get them all. Then we started on flashlights, lanterns, all batteries, all of the propane fueled camping stoves and heaters, and all the propane canisters. We had a full load in my pickup bed by now but we went back for top of the line sleeping bags and crammed them into the rear seat. We'd been gone a little over four hours and it was time to head home. Janet had finished showing everyone all she could about handling a handgun by the time we got back but none of them had fired one yet. They hadn't seen anyone and I decided that we really needed to go out to my range for some live fire practice. Everyone helped unload the truck and we carried the booty into the living room, where I asked them to try and sort out the ammunition and guns into their various types. Nancy and I had more shopping to do. I didn't have any vehicle that would carry all of us comfortably and I didn't intend to get separated very far from any of them. We needed to get something that could take us all. A small school bus or something similar was what I had in mind but when I passed an RV dealership I spied the answer. Doubling back, we drove into the lot and stopped near a large Bluebird. Its door handle had one of those lock boxes hanging off it, the kind that held the keys. Breaking it loose without damage was a trick but I was up to the job. After it was detached I smashed it to bits on the ground to get to the main attraction. Keys in hand, I unlocked the RV and we entered. When I tried the ignition it fired right up. It was diesel powered and the fuel gauge showed a quarter tank. Nancy moved the dually and then watched and signaled to me while I backed up and pulled forward about a dozen times, trying to get headed out. Finally we had to break into and move two smaller RVs to give me enough room to make it to the street. Nancy followed in the dually as I drove it home - what a way to shop. At home, after cooking and eating, we spent several hours sorting through and assigning weapons, ammo, and the other things Nancy and I had acquired, as in looted. While we were at the gun shop I'd forgotten about holsters for the handguns and we'd need to go back for some tomorrow. CNN was still struggling on, but nothing new would probably be important until after eleven PM, and it was only nine now. I suggested we get some rest, since we'd accomplish more with an early start than by waiting around for more bad news. As we were heading off toward the bedrooms, Nancy sidled up to me. "Unless you're too tired I'm the lucky winner," she said, giggling, almost shyly. "What?" I asked, not understanding. "Earth to Jack. Our watches are officially synchronized. We drew straws and I won, dummy," she said, giggling again. "Damn, I've wasted all this time chasing you, and all I ever had to do was kill two hundred and ten million people to get in your panties," I said, trying to laugh, but not quite getting it done. "Why don't we just slip into your bedroom and try to make each other forget all that, Jack?" she asked, seriously. "That's the best idea I've heard in weeks." ------- Chapter 5 As we entered Nancy closed the door and pushed the lock's button. I was standing near the bed and she came to me. Nancy is a dishwater blonde with big blue eyes. Her face is really pretty. With a small mouth and slightly turned up nose she was what I'd call exotically cute. She was very attractive and her pretty face was just unique. She was only about five two, petite but very curvy. Her breasts were probably C cups and they were prominent on her small body. Her round little ass seemed to be just mocking me with its impudence, and the way her cheeks flexed and wiggled as she walked was delicious. When I sat down on the edge of the bed and spread my knees Nancy came up between them until the bed stopped her. Her height and my sitting height matched and put us on eye level. She put her hands on my shoulders, looking into my eyes and moving her lips to mine. I don't know what I expected but she gave me a tender kiss and maintained it, slowly pressing her tongue into my mouth and teasing mine into response. It was a very sweet kiss and not immediately passionate. Somehow it conveyed her trust in me and as she put her hands to the back of my neck and pulled me tighter I put mine on her hips and moved them around to her ass. As I gave her buns a little squeeze she kept kissing and one of her hands gently toyed with my hair as the fingers of the other began tracing over my ear. Her kisses seemed to get more emotional than hotly passionate. I slipped my hands up under her T-shirt and began caressing her back, moving them to her shoulders then letting them fall to grasp the hem and lift it. She relinquished her kiss, taking hold of the shirt and pulling it off over her head. When she'd flung it away I pulled her back for more kissing and I cupped her breasts in my hands - hefting their weight in my palms. Squeezing them gently, I began teasing her small nipples with my thumbs. Her kiss became more urgent somehow and then I pulled my lips from hers moving to the hollow of her throat to kiss and nibble there. I hadn't done it in years but it just seemed the thing to do now and I began sucking a hickey on her neck. I knew it would show plainly, and she must have realized I was marking her as my own for all the others to see. I guess she approved since she reached for one of my ears with her lips, kissing and exploring it with her tongue - cooing encouragement. I had to taste her nipples now and lowering my lips to encompass one I sucked as I played my tongue tip over it. When it was fully erect I moved to the other and repeated the pleasant teasing. Nancy kept toying with my hair, neck, and ears with her hands and lips and kept encouraging me softly with low whispers. Maintaining my mouth play on her breasts I unfastened the button on her jeans and then drew down her zipper. The noise it made gave me a slight shiver and as I tugged the jeans down off her hips, she wiggled them, trying to help. Sitting back to view my work as the jeans slid down her thighs and past her knees I could see that Nancy had dressed primly for our day of scouting. Her panties were plain white cotton; they weren't a full-blown pair but were cut moderately high on her hips though they seemed to cover her buns. She looked very desirable - there was something very sexy about their girlish sensibility. Now we came to the snag in our seduction of each other, mostly me of her I hoped. She still had on the high-toped hiking boots she'd worn for our outing. Her jeans would not be leaving until the boots were off. Picking her up by the waist I sat her on the bed's edge and slipped off to kneel before her. Unlacing and removing her boots and discarding her socks I tugged the jeans off. I pulled her knees together, leaning over them to kiss their tops and began kissing up her thighs. Occasionally I licked in the crevice created by her legs pressing together and worked my way up toward her panties. When I reached them with my lips I took hold of the waistband with my hands and tugged. Pushing with her hands against the bed Nancy raised her bottom and I drew the panties down her thighs and off. With her naked now I looked at her bush. It matched her hair perfectly. She hadn't trimmed or thinned it but it was naturally sparse. I couldn't see her pussy yet since she was sitting. Taking her knees in my hands I drew her sassy ass to the edge of the bed, spreading her legs as I did and making room for me between them. Nancy had been compliant and her only participations were acquiescence and murmured endearments. We kissed again when I drew her to me and her knees closed against my sides. I put my hands to her breasts for more gentle fondling. Her kisses were still not urgent but encouraging and loving. Pressing her backward with my lips and hands I released her breasts as she settled to the coverlet. Moving over her I used my hands to support my weight. My lips left hers to kiss down her body and I nibbled her nipples en passant, kissing a trail over her abdomen and through her pubic hair to begin exploring her wetness. Raising my head slightly for a better view I saw her pussy looked neat and tidy. No hair grew on her lips and though they were puffy they were still nearly completely closed. There was just a hint that they were beginning to spread and I could see a tiny trace of wetness glistening in her slit. Her pussy was lovely and looked so clean and nearly tiny. I could see the whole of it and though her rosebud was hidden a small indention pointed plainly toward it between her saucy cheeks. Putting my mouth there I sought to burrow to her hidden anus. Failing, I licked back across her perineum and as my tongue's tip found the lower extremity of her slit I pushed it between the labia and continued, tasting her increasing wetness. Making my way to the top I searched for her clitoris. She spread her legs wider of her own volition and as I found her tiny bud hiding beneath its hood I worried it, making her moan lowly in her throat. I teased her pearl for a moment and when she tentatively pressed her sex to me I opened my mouth and encompassed her whole vulva, wiggling my tongue in to French kiss her love lips. She pressed herself to me more firmly now, her legs moving together to cover my ears as her hands descended to toy in my hair. Avoiding the magic button I began licking her in earnest. "Oh God, that's good, Jack. You're so gentle and sweet," she said, moaning lowly. That's how we'd gone about it so far, sweet and tender. No matter what I'd intended or expected, it was impossible to simply fuck Nancy. Her tender submission demanded lovemaking. Thinking of it nearly overwhelmed me and I wanted to wrap her in my arms for protection. Later I thought, later. Her juices were plentiful now and I reveled in the taste. She was almost sweet. Her secretions increased and I gathered all I could to swallow but they kept coming. I moved up to concentrate on her clit and as I sucked it between my lips she pressed herself even more firmly to me and I tickled the tiny bud lightly a few times with the tip of my tongue. She tensed and pressed her legs tightly to my head and then bucked her hips as pleasure overcame her. "Oh, Jack. Jack!" Her climax lasted for over a minute and then she slumped to the bed. Almost at once she was up reaching under my arms and pulling at me frantically. I rose and she drew me to her, tugging and pulling until I was lying on her between her legs. She had her arms around me tightly, kissing me hotly, straining to hold me in place. Finally I was able to roll my weight off her. I nudged and wrestled us to the middle of the bed, getting her head on the pillows. Wrapping her in my arms, we faced each other on our sides and she kissed and nibbled at my face, lips, and neck and kept cooing softly about how kind, gentle, and wonderful I'd been. My ego was galloping, making me feel better about myself than anything I could remember. But my dick was throbbing wantonly now and I knew instinctively that if I gave Nancy the slightest sign she would take me in her mouth and suck me. I didn't want her to. At this moment it seemed coarse to me somehow. I wanted to let her rest for a while and then roll between her legs again to take possession of that tiny loving pussy. I intended to be gentle but knew that her tunnel would swallow me completely and make me glad I was in her. Pressed together now, her lips came to mine and we invaded each other's mouths with our tongues. My free hand first tweaked a nipple then roamed down her side and across her hip. Wiggling it across her bush, between her thighs, I felt for her wetness. My finger found it and sought her entrance. As it slipped inside her kisses finally betrayed her passion and she rolled to her back, spreading her legs for me to have my way. Pressing it up into her I started a slow finger fucking as my thumb sought to tease her pearl. She had both arms tightly around my neck now and her kisses became almost fierce. As I withdrew the finger she spread her thighs to their widest and I rolled between them. She released my neck with one arm, reaching down and grasping my dick, deftly placing it to her lips. As she swabbed down and up between them I could feel her oiliness spread over the head. She positioned me at her entrance and released my cock, putting her hand on my butt and pulling, encouraging me to enter. She was hot, slippery, and tight. I had to make many retreats and advances to accustom her to my size and though she was very tight she had no trouble accommodating my length. I could feel the end of her passage against my glans when I was fully inside. Her pussy was warm, wet, and tight and it felt wonderful. I held still for a moment to enjoy the sensation. She raised her knees to allow me even deeper penetration as I began to stroke. It felt so good that I kept pulling back until I was just within and then pushing in firmly where I belonged. She had both arms back around my neck now, holding me tight, and her kissing was concentrated solely on my mouth. She seemed content to just mash her lips to mine and suck my tongue. Her hips began rocking to meet me as I pumped harder but she didn't put her legs around me. It seemed she just wanted to lie there and receive whatever I gave as her pussy clutched at me. I drew out and she pushed to me firmly when I returned. I kept pumping, increasing my force and my speed, and it kept getting better and better and better. Everything she did was to comfort me as I pumped it up her, seeking completion. Finally, as my strokes got harder and faster her grip around my neck got tighter and her pushes up to me became more and more forceful. I felt the tingling warning that I would soon explode and she must have sensed it too. Her pussy's clutching became stronger, then her orgasm burst on her and she tightened all over pushing me through. Come charged up my shaft in surge after surge. Now her legs flew around my waist and she clamped me to her with all her strength, slamming her pelvis to mine and holding me as deeply inside as possible. Her vagina pulsed spasmodically around my shaft and we seemed frozen in timeless ecstasy. All too soon it passed but she held me on top of her, not letting me move my weight off. We lay like that until I began to worry if she could even breathe. She let me roll off and we faced each other sharing light sweet kisses. She told me it was wonderful and asked if I'd hold her all night. I said I wanted nothing else and she turned over, snuggling her backside to me until we were spooned together tightly. She drew my arm over her and cupped my hand around a titty, whispering goodnight. I slept the night through without dreams this time and it suited me fine. Even finer was waking spooned to Nancy's cute little ass. My dick was awake too and trying to push it's way between her legs from behind, and let's not forget the handful of titty I was happy to have. Squeezing it a little I let go to tease the nipple with my fingertips. It woke up at once even though Nancy didn't, and it swelled under my manipulation. Soon it was standing proudly. I had an arm under her neck and I used that hand to take over the titty teasing while I trailed the other down her body to her knee. Gripping gently, I raised the top one enough to let my hardon flop between her legs. Releasing the titty for a second, I pulled my dick up to press against her vulva, then lowered the leg. With a balanced diet of a titty in each hand, I lay still except for worrying Nancy's nipples. This really felt good and peacefully restful, except for the hardon. After just a little of this, Nancy murmured in her sleep, then did it again a few seconds later. She gave her hips an exploratory wiggle and then she rocked her pelvis back toward me, pressing her cheeky ass to my abdomen. When she pulled it back a little, I thought I felt wetness on my throbbing dick and I let go of the top titty to check her oil; she was making some. Pressing my dick head to her vulva, I moved it back and forth gently. She was definitely getting juicy, then she made another little noise in her throat. "Mm. Oh, good morning, Jack, are you trying to fuck me again?" she asked, sleepily. "Good morning, Nancy. I've got something like that on my mind." "Good. It seems like a nice way to start the day, but I probably won't be able to help much in this position," she said. "Do you feel like you need to help? Would you mind if I tried to do most of the work?" I asked. "I'll probably like it better, laying here so you can love on me, but I didn't want you to think I was lazy. I'll try to squeeze it some from the inside after you get me warmed up." "That sounds like a real bargain, think you could guide it in when you're wet enough?" I asked. "I guess I could help out with that. Just wiggle it around a little and pretty soon you'll have me all stirred up." I started pulling it back and sliding it forward a little at a time. As I felt her making more juice, I pressed harder against her backside and pulled back farther. She reached down and pressed against my dickhead from the bottom, pushing it up between her labia, but not plugging it into her entrance yet. I think she was just making sure to smear some of her oil around on the head. "That's feeling really good now, I'll pull my legs up a little and you scoot your ass around under me. You can get a better angle that way, and we can have a really nice morning glory without anybody getting in a bind. Of course, with your big old long dick, you could probably pole me from across the room." "You say the sweetest things." "I mean it. I'll admit I haven't seen very many dicks, but yours is the biggest one I have seen and by a pretty good bit. I'm damned sure not griping you understand. Last night he earned himself the right to all my pussy he wants," she said. She was giving me the big head and I loved it. When she moved her legs, as promised, I moved my ass under her as best I could. She put me in and I pushed slow and easy; it felt good all the way. I got better penetration this way than I'd thought I could, and I left it pushed up her as far as it would go, for a while, then she started milking me with her insides. I liked this so well I wanted to let her do it all day, but as it started feeling better and better I had to move. Nancy whined softly and her breathing got a little ragged. I asked if she was close and she admitted she was on her way. Releasing the top titty, I put the heel of my palm down in her bush, just above her pubic bone and used it to press her back onto me. Wetting my fingertips in the top of her slit, I diddled her clitty and the milking motion started going a little spastic. Suddenly I was a lot closer myself. Just as she started moaning with every exhale, I felt the need to push myself into her a lot harder, and after three or four more strokes we both started coming. I kept flicking at Nancy's clit until she quit straining and went limp. I was through spurting but I gave her another couple of long strokes and then lay still with it up her. I kissed the back of her neck and around on the top of her shoulders for a while, then we lay still. For some reason, coming with Nancy seemed to last longer and feel better than with most women. I hate to compare them, but with Karen my orgasms were stronger but didn't last as long. Karen left me breathless, but Nancy left me limp and relaxed. Great by me, there's no sense having seven different women if they all fuck the same. I know that sounds crude but it's the truth. "That was so good," I said. "It was, wasn't it? You didn't waste any time getting my motor running and then using up all the gas in my tank. Remember what I told you Jack, as long as I've got a pussy, you've got a place to put your big long dick," she said. "You better quit that. You're going to give me the big head." "You just stuck that big head way up in me. I'm lying here pretty damn happy about the whole thing. I'm just mad that I'm going to have to get up and take a piss in a minute," she said, complaining. "Well, if you really don't want to get up, and if you can hold back a little, put your pretty pussy on my face and piss in my mouth. It has to be slow enough for me to keep up with the swallowing though." I had no idea why I said that. I'd never even thought of such a thing before. It struck me, when she said she needed to pee, that she could piss in my mouth and I'd probably like it. It popped out, but I knew that I meant it. Nancy turned over fast and looked in my eyes. She seemed to be studying me. "You kinky bastard, you mean that, don't you?" she asked, but she didn't really sound mad. "I didn't mean to freak you out or anything, but I did. If you want to, you can," I said. "Well stop talking about it for now. I have to pee too bad to try it in bed. I wouldn't be able to hold back enough; besides, if you say much more about it I'm going to get so fucking hot I won't be worth a shit all day long. "I'm not very kinky and I've never done anything like that. I've thought about it a lot though, and it gets me going. I've got to get up and start breakfast, but I don't want to now," she said. "That's all right, we'll just try it later." "You can bet I'm going to be thinking about it for the next five days." "Five days?" I asked. "Until it's my turn again." "I hate to bring this up Nancy, and I'm not trying to foul up any plans, but you're going to be with me more than the others, especially for the next few days. "You've actually shot something before. Even if it was hunting, it was shooting something. I'm going to need you with me while I go scouting around for stuff we'll need, like yesterday. "I hate to put an extra burden on you, but you're probably going to get dicked during the day some, for the first little bit at least. You never know, you might end up needing to take a leak while we're out scrounging," I said. "Well, Jack, if I have to, I have to. I'll just try to bear up under the hard use," she said, grinning. "It's not like I'll be playing favorites. If one of the others happens to be off alone with me somewhere, and if we have a little free time, and if I can talk her out of some, she's going to get it, whomever she may be," I said, grinning myself. "We wouldn't expect anything less, in fact, we're all counting on it. We talked about a lot of things night before last, and Janet, who should know, told us there was no way we could wear out a young guy like you. "She said you'd just get better with use, as long as we kept you healthy. We're planning on keeping you really healthy, Jack. Now I gotta go pee, and then cook some breakfast," she said, heading for the bathroom. She showered while she was in there and came out wet and naked, looking delicious, with water still dripping off her. She hadn't gotten her hair very wet and I took the towel and dried her carefully. Snagging the T-shirt from last night, she pulled it back on. She glanced at her hiking boots but left them, saying she could cook barefoot until Karen got up. "I'd look pretty damned funny cooking pantiless in a T-shirt and hiking boots," she said, smiling. "You've got a pair of panties right there if you want some," I said, pointing to the ones I'd taken off her last night. "Naw, I wouldn't wanna get caught wearing panties when you inspect the troops." ------- Chapter 6 Nancy went to the kitchen, and I showered. Instead of showing up naked for breakfast, I pulled on some jeans, a T-shirt, and my Red Wings then followed her, hoping it wouldn't be long until coffee was ready. It wasn't, and I poured myself a big mug then sat at the counter. Nancy put some things on to cook, and when she had a spare minute I stood up and pulled her to me for a kiss and a good groping. I held her against me, kissing her cute lips and playing with her ass up under her T-shirt until she broke it off to check the food. "There, I gave you a proper inspection this morning," I said. "Did you hear me bitch about it?" "No. Did any of the others complain?" I asked. "Not a one, in fact, it's pretty well agreed that it was a big hit. Jenna was very enthusiastic. You realize you're probably the first male that's ever had their hands on her little teenybopper body don't you? Karen said she knew for a fact that Diane was pretty strict on Jenna before this plague shit started." "I guess I shouldn't have done it. Did it piss Diane off?" "Jack, you've got to realize the world is completely different now than it was just a week or two ago. That politically correct crap and hair trigger sexual harasment scheme shit might have been fine when there were four billion people trying to get along, and I guess women's lib was all right then too, but not now. "The way things are going to be from here on out, if a woman doesn't have a man around to protect her she'll end up chattel, or worse. Unless a woman is willing and able to defend herself, up to and including killing others, she will end up a captive. "Diane isn't stupid. As a matter of fact she's pretty damned smart. Dumbasses don't get to be doctors and surgeons. Women in nature have pussies and are almost always receptive for sex, just so they can keep a male close by. Sex is what pre-civilization females traded for security. Now it's going to be what post-civilization females trade for the same thing. "When there is a viable civilization women don't really have to keep their part of the bargain. Now that there isn't one, any woman that doesn't want to put out and can't kill someone to keep from it, is going to be pushing up daisies or enslaved. We know that a hell of a lot better than men do," she said. "That's not why I asked you to come here. It isn't why I rounded the bunch of you up. I wanted to help everyone I could and I didn't want to be alone. I'm not going to force you into having sex." "Jack you won't have to force anyone, all you have to do is whistle. In the first place we all want to fuck you, all of us. You're a damned good-looking guy, and I found out first hand last night that you know how to make a woman feel good. "You could probably have had any of us before this plague shit if you'd known us and taken a shot. I think I made it plain the last time I saw you at the Spoke that I intended to give you some when we could get together. "Karen was as picky a woman as I've ever seen and you waltzed right out of there with her that very night. Diane would have raised hell back then if she'd caught you porking Jenna - but I'm sure Jenna would have been all for it. "Now Diane is all for it too. We've already hashed this out. We talked about a lot of things, and believe me; it didn't take much discussion for us to figure out we all wanted a ride on your pony, several rides in fact. Hell, we drew straws to see who got to go first, and I even won - without cheating," she said, and laughed. "Yeh, but thinking about it now, that was pretty chauvinistic of me to line everyone up and make them kiss me while I groped their naked asses yesterday," I said. "Fuck chauvinistic up its politically correct ass. We need a chauvinist. We can't make it without one, and did we ever hit the jackpot. We found us a big old good 'en, and strong too. What are you? Six-two and two-thirty or about?" she asked. "Two-thirty-five." "We can probably even get a little more weight on you with the right exercise, and it don't get any righter than last nights performance," she said, and I had the feeling she was trying to change the subject. "We were talking about yesterday morning's line up," I said, steering us back on track. "What are you whining about? You got to kiss, fondle, and outright grope every titty and ass in the place and we all loved it. Earth to Jack, we get horny too, and we like to be handled by a big strong handsome man. "Let me make it simple for you, there are seven women with you now. Every one of them wants some of your dick, often. Everyone but Jenna hopes you'll let her slide until Janet can get her on the pill, and with her cycle it's going to be another ten days to two weeks. "Jenna isn't one bit happy about that and she doesn't want to wait. She wants her turn like everyone else, but she'll wait if you let her. But, if you want to fuck her this morning, not a one of us - not even Diane - will say a cross word about it. We think it would be better if you waited, but we're not saying you have to. "That brings up something else, we drew straws to see who sleeps with you when, at night. That doesn't mean you can't have some pussy during the day if you want it. If your dick gets hard while you're giving good morning kisses and gropes, or anytime, and you want to bend one of us over the couch and pump off a load, no one is going to tell you no. "Any woman you grab is going to be more than happy to spread her legs and tell you welcome home honey. If you want a blowjob while you're eating breakfast, just point to the mouth you want around your dick. It's that simple," she said. "It just doesn't seem right Nancy." "It is right, Jack. Our lives depend on making sure you get as much of our pussy as you want, and the better you like it, the better off we'll be. Every one of us knows if you don't like the way we fuck, we could end up dead. "Now, knowing what a sweet loveable son-of-a-bitch you are, I don't see it actually coming down to that, but I'm keeping it to myself. You're elected to lead us, look after us, and teach us to help take care of ourselves. "We want to pay you back in pussy, and you can bet you're going to get the best we've got," she said, making it sound like a promise. "But I'm not demanding sex for keeping you safe, I'd do it anyway," I said. "We know that dufus, we just think a little incentive can't hurt anything," she said, turning her back to me and flipping up her T-shirt to show me her cute ass again, and then laughing. I just sat quietly for a minute thinking about it. At first I'd thought Nancy was pulling my leg, but her sincerity convinced me that she was serious. I still didn't think it was right and I decided I would just keep my mouth shut and try not to take advantage of them. Karen walked in a few minutes later. I got up and gave her a long kiss and I paid plenty of attention to her ass with my hands. Mostly to keep Nancy from thinking I wasn't convinced, or that's what I kept telling myself anyway. Nancy had breakfast ready; so the three of us sat down to eat. Of course Nancy had to tell Karen what we'd been talking about and that I seemed to be a slow learner. "It's the truth, Jack, and we all feel the same way. If you want some pussy, or a blowjob, or an ass-fuck, just grab one of us. Whoever you pick will be damned glad of it; I'll guarantee that. Concentrate, why do you think we came out here yesterday morning with nothing on but T-shirts," she asked. "I surrender." We finished eating and then talked about what we should do today. I told them I wanted all of us to go out to my range for some live fire practice. If we had time after that, I wanted to see about scoring some food, and then some medicine. Nancy told me we had enough food for about two days after today. Karen said we really should stop at a drug store if we went by one, to get a few basic medicines and some birth control pills. Janet came in about then and I got up to go give her a good morning kiss. When I put my arms around her she opened hers at once and wrapped them around my neck, pulling me in tighter and turning up the heat. She sucked hard on my tongue and pressed her pubis against me, rubbing her titties around on my chest. All this before I could get my hands on her firm round ass. Said ass was in my possession as soon as possible though, and in a few seconds, she removed her arms from around my neck and slipped them under mine to hug me to her even tighter. Janet shifted her feet and straddled one of my legs, grinding her pussy against the front of my thigh. This was a far cry from yesterday. She'd given me a good friendly kissing then and she hadn't resisted me groping her ass; but she hadn't seemed to get into it like today. Maybe it was because they were all standing in line yesterday. We finally unclenched and she waltzed on over to the counter for some breakfast, but she went with a big smile on her face. When Jana came in next, by herself, and got her good morning kiss and grope it was about the same. She made me feel like she was really glad to see me. I got suspicious when Beverly came in by herself and also curled my toes. They must have had a powwow over this too. They were showing up one at a time and their kisses were meant to make me glad it was morning. Hell, I could live with it. I should have had sense enough to know that I couldn't outsmart the lot of them anyway, and with the way things seemed to be going, why should I even try. If we did much more of this, I was going to bend one of them over the back of the couch. Diane was nearly nominated as first fuck of the day when she came in after Beverly and came right up to tell me good morning. She owned the biggest titties of the bunch, they weren't a lot bigger, but they were bigger. All the women were spectacular in the titty department, but Diane's were biggest with Janet's next. Jenna's were the smallest, but she wasn't through growing yet. Nancy, Karen, Jana, and Beverly were basically the same size, but I digress. Diane made a beeline for her good morning kiss and grope, but she didn't put her arms around my neck. When I pushed my tongue into her mouth and reached under her T-shirt to cup her buns, she grabbed my ass also. Since she was tallest too, when she pulled me to her with her hands on my ass, she got good contact with her flat belly against my dick, which was pointing straight toward my navel. She noticed right off and began squirming against it while her big titties rubbed my chest. I just went grope happy on her ass and then pushed a hand down between her legs from behind. When she felt it, she spread them to give me some room. I found her dampening pussy with my fingers and when she felt me searching for her slit, she moaned low in her throat and humped back toward me to help. I got hold of myself in a minute and we finally broke up, but it was only by the hardest. Jenna came in last, and if she'd been on the pill, she would have earned herself a dick ride. She was just as hungry as her mother and she put about the same move on me. Her ass was firm and tight, and being a little smaller, it just felt delicious and reminded me that I was up to something that could have landed me in jail just a week or so ago. I didn't tarry on her buns much though, since I wanted to get my hands on her titties. They were so young and firm and springy. I took one in each hand and after squeezing a little I held them and played my thumbs back and forth across her nipples. As I did it, her tongue became a writhing snake in my mouth. Moving my hands back to her ass, I was about to see if I could sneak in the back way for a feel of her sweet young bearded clam, like I had her mother's, when I thought better of it. I broke the kiss but held her to me for a minute. I looked into her eyes and whispered that we were stopping at the first drug store we came to so we could get her some birth control pills. You'd have thought I'd told her she was getting a new Corvette for Christmas. She threw her arms around my neck, jumped up to wrap her legs around my waist, and just attacked my mouth with hers. I could feel her teenaged pussy pressing into my abdomen as I reclaimed my purchase on her ass. Her legs were spread around me now and I had no trouble moving a hand down between them to find her wet spot. She was dripping cooter honey already, so I spread the wealth over her slippery lips and gave her the treatment. I played with her labia and tickled her clitty then slid back to tease her pucker. She'd stopped her kissing by now and was hanging on, shivering, quivering, and whispering a thank you in my ear about the pills. We disentangled and I swatted her little ass as she headed over for breakfast with the biggest smile I'd seen on her face yet. I happened to look down at my T-shirt and there was a good-sized wet spot left on my belly. I wanted some pussy pretty bad by now, but decided to suck it up and try to get a start on something more productive. Going to the living room to sit down for a few minutes while the others were eating, I heard some giggling coming from the kitchen and turned to head that way. Glancing over to see what it was about, I saw Nancy holding a hand up near her neck with a finger stretched out pointing to the hickey I'd put on her. The rest of them were gathered around looking at it. Nancy saw me looking, and her cheeks blushed a little, but she didn't move her pointing finger. I just shook my head and continued to the living room. When I tried the TV I found CNN was still going. They were in a different studio and I'd never seen this news babe before. She was gorgeous, and even with the poor camera work you could see she had a set of mountains for hooters. I'd be willing to bet they were even bigger than Diane's and thought it was too damned bad CNN wasn't broadcasting from Austin. Right about then she started yammering about the different studio and saying they were in Dallas Texas now, since it had the easiest uplink to operate. She mentioned that they were critically short of personnel. Somehow I wasn't surprised to hear it. They weren't in Austin but Dallas wasn't far from here. When we left, we might swing by to see if she needed a ride. Yeh, right, I really needed another woman. She finally got around to saying that their best information said all the remaining police and most of the military had been lost last night. Those deaths, along with what could be counted of the civilians, put their best estimate at between ten to fifteen million souls left breathing in the United States. If we were down to fifteen million people here, that meant only around three hundred thousand per state. They probably weren't distributed like that but still, there had been nearly twice that many people in Austin only two weeks ago. When breakfast was over and the dishes were in the washer I told the girls they were going to get to try out their shooting today. "I hope you all paid careful attention to Janet yesterday, because anyone that shoots me gets a spanking, no exceptions," I said, and they laughed. "We're going to my range in our new Bluebird and I think we should all wear jeans, long sleeved shirts and high-topped hiking boots, if you have them." Jana, Beverly, and Jenna didn't have any and Dianne said that she hadn't packed hers since they were old and nearly worn out. This was worrisome because the ground at the range was rocky and we didn't need any sprained or broken ankles. "We'll have to see about a little shoe and boot shopping then. There might be some at the gun shop Nancy and I visited yesterday, and we need some holsters and web belts for your handguns anyway. We can make that our first stop." While the others were dressing, Nancy helped me gather enough nine-millimeter handguns for everyone. With the three Glocks that I had already, and some from the gun shop, we had a Glock 34 with a seventeen round magazine for each of us. It would be much simpler with all of us carrying the same sidearm. We took three Remington Model 1100 twelve gauge shotguns and the two M16s too, and plenty of ammo for each. After piling it all in the Bluebird, we mounted up and rode off for more gun shop procurement. We'd been moving for about ten minutes when I spied a service station sign advertising diesel. It was closed, of course, but I decided to pull in and see if I could figure out how to get fuel without the pump working. I don't know why I was still carrying my wallet, but I was, and when we pulled in I noticed that the power was still on. I parked near the diesel pump and got out. It was pay at the pump so I took out one of my credit cards to give it a try. It worked as if nothing was wrong - hell of a deal. The Bluebird held a little over eighty gallons and from that I figured the tank probably held a hundred. I estimated a range of around five hundred miles, not great, but not bad either. When we were on our way again, I asked the girls to remind me to fuel up all the vehicles when we got back. I couldn't see any sense in waiting for the power to quit and then looking for a hand pump to get fuel out of the ground. I was about to turn toward the gun shop when I passed an indoor pistol range I remembered. If we could get in, we might not need to go all the way out to mine. The Bluebird made it into the parking lot but it was a tight squeeze. I got out and went over to the door, finding it open. It hadn't been forced, and I guessed that the last one to leave simply hadn't locked it. We carted our weapons inside and were about to fetch the ammo when I realized they had ammo here for everything but the shotguns. We got our shotgun ammo from the Bluebird and used theirs for the Glocks and the M16s. The backstop hadn't been intended for anything more than pistols, but shotguns wouldn't present any problems, and the 5.56-millimeter rounds for the M16s features a lightweight bullet. Even at its high velocity it wasn't likely to damage the backstop, if it did, I guess the owner could bill me later. We spent five hours practicing. The target trolleys were still working and we found plenty of targets. All the girls fired all three types of weapons and I outlined the difference for them. I even let them all fire a clip on full auto with the M16s, asking them to concentrate on trying to get three shot burst. I didn't think it would ever come up, but we had plenty of ammo and they might as well know what it felt like. I mainly concentrated on the safety aspects, but I did make sure they could all at least put their rounds somewhere on the paper. As we left, we hauled off all the ammo in the place for the Glocks and M16s. We also collected the few guns for sale. There was a steel encased closet here like the one at the gun shop, and since I'd had the foresight to bring the wrecking bar, I used it as a key again. The closet contained handguns. They were all either custom or otherwise very expensive. It held several types of 45 automatics, which were customized for different types of competition. There were a couple of Glock 18s with select fire and four Thompson Center Contender frames with about twenty barrels of assorted calibers. Some had scopes and some with iron sights and two even had laser aiming. I also found three Remington XP-100 bolt-action pistols. The two that had iron sights were chambered for the 7mm Bench Rest Remington cartridge but the scoped one was chambered for 7mm TCU. I thought this was odd since the round was developed for the Thompson Center Contender but was now out of favor, even for it. There never had been any production ammunition for the cartridge. I would have left it where it was if I didn't already own a Thompson Center barrel for the cartridge. I had all the equipment to make the ammunition and had done so many times. If I remembered correctly, I already had about three hundred rounds ready to go. We packed these up also, but I don't know why I was collecting every firearm I came across. I had always owned and enjoyed them, and since they were there for the taking, I took. It was probably better to get them than leave them for someone else, but I knew I could never collect enough to make any real difference. I was sure there were now many times more firearms in the United States than there were people. The indoor firing range had really helped us out, not only did it save hours of travel, but it had been much easier for me to teach them what I wanted them to know, and easier for them to practice. We would be pretty well set to look for food tomorrow. Back in the Bluebird, we headed to the gun shop Nancy and I had been to yesterday. We hadn't gone six blocks before Karen sang out that we were passing a drug store of the chain variety. A quick about face had us in the parking lot shortly. At least the door was locked, and it hadn't been broken into. What would have been the chances of that if the criminals hadn't been first to go? My wrecking bar convinced the door that it did want to let us in after all. Of course the pharmacy was at the very back of the store. The doctors - Karen, Janet, and Diane - went there and they asked the nurses - Jana and Beverly - to collect bandages and over the counter things. Nancy, Jenna, and I went to the storeroom, looking for some of those plastic totes that loose merchandise is usually shipped in. We wanted to use them for packing up things we would be taking and we found hundreds. Karen, Janet, and Diane finally came to the same conclusion I had in the gun shop. It was easier to just get it all and sort it later. They piled all the drugs into the totes while the grunts - Nancy, Jenna, and I - loaded them into the RV. After that the doctors helped the nurses with the other items. We spent over two hours in that drug store, and even as big as the Bluebird was, we had it stuffed by the time we left. When we finally made it to the gun shop we found plenty of holsters and web belts to hang them on. Even with the RV full of totes we made enough room to get plenty and we also took lots of soft cases for the long guns. The shop had a good line of hiking and hunting boots too, and we all got three or four pairs each. We even tried them on to make sure they fit well. Naturally we took all the socks they had. Back at the house, Nancy, Beverly, and Karen put a meal together. After eating, we unloaded the Bluebird and I had to move the cars from the garage because we needed the room to stack totes. Leaving the medicine and medical supplies in their totes, we emptied the others and tried to sort out what we'd acquired. I noticed at once that we were doing well so far with our tampon supply. Reflecting on this for a minute, I moved tampons right up near food at the top of the list of mandatory items. The women had been playing a teasing little game with Jenna since we'd returned. She was trying to look nonchalant as she peeked in medicine totes while helping with the unloading. Soon all the other women were peeking in each tote also and giving Jenna a little negative shake of the head after the inspection. Jenna began to seem distressed after about half an hour of this. So I took her aside and when she explained what she was hoping to find I understood at once what was going on. I was just a little bit ticked off since I knew they were all playing a joke at her expense. "Don't worry about it Jenna. If we didn't get any birth control pills today we'll just forget about them. You and I will go inside and give you the chance to have the first baby of the new world," I said, loudly enough for all to hear. Two totes filled to the top with birth control pills magically appeared at once, and I could see looks of contrition on the faces of all the others as I made sure to give each of the grown women a good look in the eyes. ------- Chapter 7 It was time for a short pep talk and it seemed I was elected. The joke on Jenna had been mostly harmless but it had distressed her and it was actually very unfair of the others. Not to mention that we didn't have time for a fun and games above all else attitude right now. They were all adults and despite her near physical maturity, Jenna's emotions were still those of a bewildered teenager. I actually admired the camaraderie that had developed among the others, but I couldn't let it stand at Jenna's expense. "I know this was just a fairly harmless bit of teasing among you. I really hope it was the sort of thing a bunch of older sisters would pull on a younger one; but we don't have the luxury of pulling these little stunts. We have to be careful, at least for a while, not to offend, hurt, or anger each other. "Everywhere I ever worked, while I was in the real world, women would invariably form little groups. If there were only two women things always went fine, but if there were three, two would band together against one and pick on her. "If there happened to be more women it made for larger groups, but it always ended up with the larger group picking on the smaller one. I'd always thought it was some leftover ancient tribal ritual or some form of race memory and just laughed at it before. "We can't afford to let that happen now. I won't let it happen. We'll have to consider our family our group and save the teasing for other groups we may encounter later. "In the workplace, shenanigans like this could only affect a person's job. Here and now, in our situation, it can affect their life or ability to keep living. "We have to cling together and protect each other. I'm not trying to take the fun out of our new lives. I'm just trying to make sure we all keep on living them. It's always fine to have fun, but only if we make sure we're all having it. "Jenna would you please go into the kitchen and make some coffee? You'll be receiving a few visitors in a moment," I said. I had wondered about Diane going along with the joke. I guess it just didn't seem as serious to her as it did to me. I could see at once by the way she was looking at me now I had been mistaken. There was utter devotion to me plastered across her face and I knew that I'd just become her hero. I tried to ignore it since I wasn't through. "I am not trying to be mean or bossy but I'm afraid you've hurt Jenna's feelings more than you realized. We'll all go back to work now but I expect each of you to visit Jenna, one at a time, and assure her that no real meanness was intended." We went back to work, except Nancy, who went into the house at once. As we finished the sorting process, I kept a watch, and all the women went to see Jenna for a few minutes. I could tell they'd all cried during their visits and I was glad that Diane went last. Jenna must be a wreck after the whole thing. Luckily the work lasted longer than the talks. After Diane came back, red eyed but smiling, I went into the house and found Jenna in the kitchen. She was facing away from me and didn't hear me approach. "Is the coffee ready?" I asked. Jenna seemed to freeze for a moment, then she turned around and looked into my eyes. Hers were puffy and red rimmed but gleaming. She charged me, throwing her arms around my neck and hugging me to her with all her strength. "I can't believe how much I love you," she said, "My own daddy wasn't as good to me as you've been. I feel like you're my daddy now and I'm just so happy." "That's wonderful Jenna, I love all of you women too, even though some of us have just met, but I'll admit that I'm not feeling so fatherly toward you right now," I said, trying to sound cute as I dropped my hands to her tight little ass and pulled her to me. Jenna wasn't repulsed; she latched her lips to mine and invaded my mouth with her tongue. She mashed her breast against my chest and jumped up to wrap her legs around my waist again. She began slowly grinding her sex against my abdomen. Finally she relinquished the kiss and put her mouth by my ear. "You are my daddy now though and you know they say incest is best," she said, whispering it in my ear in her sexiest little girl voice. Jenna pulled back to look into my eyes again. "It won't be long now but I'm counting the days," she told me, seriously. She hopped down off me then and scrambled to get a mug of coffee; then she dug around in the cabinets and found a package of cookies and opened them, putting them on the counter in front of me. I told her if I'd had any idea I could have hoped for this kind of service, I'd have chewed the others out a lot sooner, and I was thinking about going out to lay into them again. This broke the tension and she was soon laughing so uncontrollably I was afraid she'd loose her breath. It wasn't that what I'd said was so funny, she was just on edge, emotionally, and the little joke had tipped her over into laughter. All in all, I was a little proud of myself for the whole thing. I drank my coffee and ate a few cookies then patted Jenna's ass and kissed her before going back out to the garage. When I returned, I could tell that we were close to finishing. I asked Janet to go see Jenna and explain to her how to get started with the pills. "Do you need to examine her or anything like that?" "It's a normal part of starting someone on the pill, but I've always been her doctor and there won't be any problems. She'll start as soon as her next period is over," Janet said, snagging a couple of packages of the pills as she headed into the kitchen. We finished what we could do in the garage for the night. The women had gone into the house and I'd just closed the doors. It was about nine thirty, the sky was clear and the moon was bright. There were streetlights in my subdivision and they were still working. I was just about to enter the house when I heard a shotgun go off. It wasn't right on us but it probably wasn't more than a couple of blocks away. A few seconds later I heard two shots from a handgun. They were close together and I thought they must have come from a semi-auto. Guessing, I thought they were probably from a nine-millimeter, but I was guessing. I went into the house and the women were standing in a bunch, looking at me. I could tell they were frightened so I had them to turn off all the lights and get their side arms and holsters. They scattered to obey. There was some initial scrambling around and it took about three or four minutes before almost all the lights were off and the women were back in the living room, armed. Most of them were fooling around, trying to put on their web belts and holsters. I told them to forget that for now and just lie on the floor facing the windows, and shoot anyone they saw approaching that wasn't me. Going through the house room by room, I looked for things that might be giving off light. I unplugged clocks and radios and two night-lights. In the living room, I unplugged the VCR and the DVD player and then I just unplugged the power strips they were all plugged into. In my study I unplugged the computer system's power strips from the battery backup and threw a nearby blanket over it. Its light would stay on until the battery was completely dead and if I unplugged it, the alarm would beep every minute for the duration. Satisfied that we were blacked out, I returned to the living room. I made sure they could all hear me and then divided their responsibilities as to which window or entrance to cover. There were no doors for the hall so I had Jana and Beverly watch where it entered the main part of the house. I reminded them that anyone that came in through any of the bedroom windows would have to enter the main house that way. Jenna got to watch the front entrance and I told Diane and Janet to watch the garage door and study door, which I'd closed. I asked Nancy to get a shotgun and watch the kitchen, which had a rear entrance door and a sliding glass door onto the patio. I gave Karen the living room windows and told Diane and Janet that they would probably hear it if anyone tried to enter the garage or the study, since they would have to either break a window to get into the study or raise a door to get into the garage. I reminded them all not to shoot each other and not to shoot me when I returned. Back in my bedroom, I put on a dark, long-sleeved shirt and then strapped on my web belt with the Glock, putting a couple of extra clips in one back pants pocket. Taking an M16 with a full clip and putting another clip for it in my other back pocket, I took a small Mag light that had fresh batteries and headed for the door. Giving the women last minute instructions to shoot to kill anyone who kept approaching after one warning I wished them luck and slipped out the kitchen entrance. I heard another shotgun blast just after I closed the door. I moved off toward the sound of the shotgun staying back from the street and streetlights. I moved through yards and stayed close to, and in the shadows of, the houses. I had not made a survey to see if anyone was still alive living near me, and now I cursed myself for that failure. The houses were mostly dark but a few had lights on. I felt like they had probably just been left that way. I nearly pissed my pants the first time a light came on from a motion detector but; I realized what it must be and fled the light. I heard a shot from the handgun and I could tell I was getting closer. I knew I would have to cross the street. I did it now so I wouldn't have cross in the light when I was in shotgun range. I ran but tried to do it quietly. I moved into the shadows of the houses on this side praying I wouldn't come across anymore automatic lights. I was grateful that fences weren't popular for front yards in this suburb. When I'd passed through two more yards I thought I heard someone speaking and with another yard crossed I could hear plainly. "Just throw out the gun lady and come out. You know you don't want to shoot me. Just throw out the gun. You can't live by yourself. You know you need me." "Just leave me alone." I couldn't see the woman but easily saw the man with the shotgun. He was lying halfway in a gate entrance to a backyard with a high brick privacy fence. I guess he thought he saw some movement or thought he could tell where she was since he raised the shotgun to his shoulder and fired. I moved as quietly as I could just after the shot. I knew it would take several seconds before he could hear properly again. I had already made sure the M16's safety was off and that it was set to single fire. I could see him clearly in the light from a streetlight. He rose as if to fire again. I shot him through the right shoulder. The one he had the shotgun butt raised to. He screamed and slumped to the ground. I told him to be still if he wanted to live at least a few more minutes. He didn't move. "Are you all right lady?" I yelled. Nothing but silence for nearly two minutes. Then she said that she was not hurt but she was scared. Then she added that she had a gun. I told her I had wounded the man that had been shooting at her and that I wanted to disarm him. I asked her to please not shoot me while I was at it. She said she wouldn't. "Throw the shotgun away from you with your good arm. Grab it by the barrel and just throw it. If you surprise me I'll shoot you again." I told the wounded man. He did as I said and then I saw he was reaching for something that was under him. He was moving his hand slowly and trying to get it under his body. I didn't feel like fucking with him any more so I just shot him in the back of the head. Then I did it again for luck. "What was that?" she screamed, from the back yard somewhere. "I had to kill him. He was trying for a different gun." I explained. "Who is he?" she asked. "I don't know. I came when I heard the shooting. I thought you would know." "I don't know him. I was driving around looking for a place to buy some food and he just started following me. I drove around trying to get away from him. I didn't have much gas and when my car ran out I got out and ran. He kept telling me to stop or he would shoot me. Finally he shot at me. I turned and shot twice and he quit following me for a minute and I ran in here. He kept telling me to throw out my gun and come with him. I probably would have if he hadn't already shot at me. I don't want to be by myself but I was sure he was going to kill me anyway since he'd already shot at me once," she said. Well fuck, another woman alone. I couldn't force myself to abandon her if she wanted help. I wondered about her attacker. If there were so many more women than men left; what was he doing spending all afternoon chasing just one that didn't want to go with him. Fuck it, it had been his problem and now it was nobody's. I told her I had other women staying with me and I lived just down the street. I said that she was welcome to come with me if she wanted and that we would take her in. I explained that we were all trying to take care of each other. She was scared. She was alone and she had been pursued by and armed man. She had been shot at and she was just scared. She didn't say so but once. She didn't go on about how awful things had been for her but I'm sure they had been. She was just scared and didn't know what to do. She couldn't make up her mind to come out. Since she had a gun I sure as hell didn't go to her. I talked to her for a couple of hours trying to reassure her and calm her down. I explained that we had enough food and that some of the women were doctors and if she was hurt or sick they would help. She wasn't hurt or sick but she wasn't coming out either. Finally I was just tired of it all. I told her if she changed her mind she could just come down the street and try to find us. I told her to come to the house with the Bluebird RV parked in front. I cautioned her to make sure she announced her presence when she got there, as we were all shaken up from the gunfire. I should have done it an hour ago. I hadn't gone three steps before she called to me and asked me to wait. She asked me if I wanted her to throw her gun out first and I told her no. I just asked her not to point it at me. When she came into the light I got an inkling why the dead guy might have been following her. She was tall. Probably five ten. She was not a skinny five ten either. She wasn't fat but she was a big woman. She had large breast from what I could tell in the poor light and her face looked lovely, though it was tensed with nervousness. I began to think that I might have been correct about only beautiful women surviving. She was holding some type of semi-automatic in her hand. She didn't have a holster for it with her so she just had to hold it. I asked her to turn her head since I wanted to check out the corpse. She did. Dead guy had a revolver in his waistband. I saw it when I turned him over. I put it in my waistband and found nothing else of interest on him. I checked the shotgun and it was a Remington Model 1100 so I took it with me. Her name was Sharon. She had been a high school teacher. History mostly. She lived in some apartments in another part of town and she didn't know anyone else alive. She had stayed in her apartment and hadn't ventured out until she was completely out of food. She'd been looking for a food store or restaurant that was open. She didn't want to break in but had just about decided it was the only way when dead guy started following her. He'd seen her when she was out of her car pulling on the door of a small grocery store. When she saw him getting out of his car to approach she had gotten back into hers and left. When we got back to the house I stood in the street in front of it. I wanted to make sure my harem didn't shoot us. "Honeys, I'm home. I've brought a guest." I yelled, at the house. The front light came on and we approached the front door. It opened and manners aside I preceded Sharon into the house. I turned off the front door's light and switched on an inside light. I asked for coffee and Nancy got up to make some. I asked her to turn on the kitchen light and when she did I turned off the one I'd just turned on. I introduced Sharon to everyone and led her to a couch in the living room. I asked her to tell them her story. I went and asked Nancy if she would mind fixing Sharon something to eat as she hadn't eaten today. Nancy was happy to and went to ask Sharon what she would like. Turned out that everyone wanted a little something so Nancy fixed Sharon a sandwich to hold her till she and Karen could fix something more substantial for all of us to have a late meal. Sharon sat at the counter with her sandwich while Nancy and Karen were cooking. I took this little pause to give the others a short course on buckling on their web belts and attaching the holsters. I helped them get the size adjusted for their waist and then I told them they could put them away for now and leave the handguns in the holsters. I suggested they just take off the belts, re-buckle them and hang them up like that for easy access. While they were doing this I plugged the TV back up and CNN was still hanging in there. There was yet another new anchor babe and she also looked like a dream. It was already after midnight here and their spotty reports told them it was just more of the same starting on the east coast. Their best estimate was that the United States' population had settled to around ten million after last night's passage of the death line. Preliminary guesses after its trip across the Eastern Time zone projected it would be halved tonight. All the military personnel were now believed dead. She babbled on saying not much else of interest for about thirty minutes and then the signal just went dead. A quick flick of the remote found no other channels at all. I went to my stereo receiver and checked for FM radio stations and found none. Then I checked AM and I found a couple that would fade in for a word or two and fade back out. Oh well. The food was ready by now and everyone tried mostly to get Sharon's story between bites. She seemed much more relaxed by now and wasn't having much trouble fitting in. I couldn't help but wonder how she would react when she saw the good morning kiss routine. Now that I could see her in better light I was just hoping she would really fit in and I would get to see her, in the morning, in nothing but a long T-shirt. She was twenty-five and had only finished college and started teaching last year. She proclaimed herself a physical fitness 'nut' and said that she had even competed in aerobics contests. She said her size had hampered her but that she didn't really care about winning she just loved it for the competition. I had never known there was an actual organized aerobics sport. Then I remembered I'd seen events like she was describing on ESPN a time or two. I had never paid them much attention except to look at the girls. I know that I'd never seen any competitors of Sharon's stature. I would have remembered. It suddenly struck me that Sharon had only the clothes she was wearing. I mentioned it to her and asked if she could get by until tomorrow. I told her we could go to her apartment now if she really needed to. She told me not to be silly and that surely she could get by until we could go during daylight. Karen showed her the remaining bedroom and I considered everything fairly well settled. We'd finished eating and Jana and Beverly had taken care of the clean up. We declared it was bedtime and frankly I was tired. The women headed for their rooms but I noticed that Karen took Sharon into the room with she and Nancy. I assumed they were going to talk with her for a while longer. I headed toward my room and Diane joined me. I guessed it was her 'turn'. "I hope you don't mind too badly but I begged Karen to trade places with me," she said, as if I was aware of the order that had been determined. "Diane, I don't have any knowledge of the order that seems to have been worked out. I can tell you that a man that has objections after discovering you accompanying him to his bedroom would have to have serious mental defects." I told her, smiling. "My real turn wasn't for two more nights but I asked Karen to switch. I told her I didn't think I could wait that long to thank you for what you did for Jenna. I think she agreed because we all still feel a little guilty. I went along with it at first because I knew none of them meant any harm. I was feeling pretty bad about it after seeing how Jenna was reacting though. Then you spoke up and I just felt you were so wonderful about it." "Diane you don't owe me any special thanks. I did it for us all. We have to remember that we are all together and we have to treat each other with even more respect and caring than we would have in the old world," I said. "You may not think I owe you anything; but I intend to show you how much it meant to me anyway. If you'll let me," she said, promising. "I'm yours then. Do with me as you will." ------- Chapter 8 As we entered the room, Diane closed and locked the door behind us. I hadn't noticed before but she was carrying a plastic water glass. She took it into the bathroom and I heard her turn on the tap for a few seconds and then turn it back off. She came out with the glass full of water and sat it on a night table at the head of the bed. "In case my mouth gets dry." She came to me, took my hand, and led me to stand beside the bed. Looking down at my boots she encouraged me to sit. When I did she kneeled, unlaced, and removed them and my socks. She had me stand again and undressed me. She didn't try to make it especially sexy - just slowly removed my clothes. When she finished and I was naked she turned down the covers and had me lie in the center, proping my head up with two pillows. Sitting on the edge of the bed she removed her boots and socks. Walking to the end of the bed and facing me she began to sway slowly and seemed to be nearly dancing. I guess she had her own music playing in her head. Taking the hem of her T-shirt in her hands she drew it up slowly. It cleared her breasts and they took my attention as she finished removing the shirt. They were large, at least D Cups and maybe larger. They wriggled and jiggled as she swayed and they seemed very firm, especially considering their mass. Her nipples were prominent and substantial but not overly so. Her areolae, approximately the diameter of a coke can, looked slightly puffy and they stood up from the surface of her breasts. They were exactly centered. Her nipples didn't appear to be completely erect yet but they were on their way. Gravity made itself apparent on breasts this large but what it did to them couldn't be called sag. All in all they were impressive. The sound of the zipper as she lowered it excited me. Something about a woman's zipper making that sound just turns me on. She didn't use much fanfare lowering the jeans - just wiggled them off her hips. This revealed her flat stomach, narrow waist, and womanly hips. They seemed just a little bit narrower than I'd expected. Diane's low-slung bikini panties were pink and fairly sheer. I could just detect a shadow of her bush. As she lowered her panties after she'd kicked the jeans off her feet I saw why her bush hadn't made much of an impression through the sheer panties. It was the same light blonde as her hair and it was sparse. It was similar to Nancy's in its thinness but maybe just a little more substantial. I could see the top of her slit from my position and thought I could detect the hood of her clitoris. Diane's legs were simply beautiful. She was taller than most of the others and naturally her legs were longer. They were not obviously muscular - just perfectly formed and meshed up wonderfully into her splendid slightly jutting ass. Now that Diane was naked she came back to the side of the bed and got on, kneeling on the mattress. She put a hand on either side and leaned over to kiss me. Her tongue explored my mouth and she dragged her nipples around in the hair on my chest for a little, then she rose. "I'd like it if you'd just lie there and try to enjoy this. It might take me a little while," she said. "I'll try to be patient." Just like any other male, I'd heard of around the world since I first began growing hair on my balls. I'd never had it done to me and I'd never know anyone that even claimed to. Diane took me around the world. She licked every square inch of skin on my body except where my hair was too thick on my scalp. Among other things, she licked and sucked my toes, my armpits, my ass, perineum, scrotum - everything. She didn't hurry and she didn't rush. She had to take a sip of water every now and then to make sure her mouth didn't get dry but she kept at it. It nearly drove me wild. She would take my dick into her mouth for a lick or two occasionally, but never more than just a taste. She just kept licking and licking, all over me. It seemed like hours. Finally she decided the licking was done and straddled my hips. Grasping my pounding dick with her small hand she swiped the head back and forth between her thoroughly soaked labia a time or two then placed it inside her entrance and slowly descended with her tight hot pussy - sinking onto my dick until I was completely engulfed and then sitting there, milking my length with her insides. My aching dick had finally come home. She gripped me snuggly with her pussy and began raising and lowering her tightness on me. I lasted seven or eight strokes and exploded. When she felt it coming she sank to take me in completely again and then rocked her self forward and back against my pubis keeping me completely inside her. She was able to rub her clit against me and she began coming also just as my orgasm ended. When her climax started her pussy gripped me even more firmly and then I could feel the tunnel walls ripple against my spent dick. I was still firm and it was more pleasure for me. When she was spent she lay on me and we kissed for ages. I never actually shrunk out of her. When she had her breath back she dismounted and took my nearly limp dick into her mouth and applied the suction. I watched her titties sway and swing as she sucked me back to hardness and then she got between my legs and began her cocksucking in earnest. I felt my dickhead bump her throat three or four times and then she inhaled me. She would take me into her throat and swallow once or twice and then she drew back out until only the head was in her mouth. She used her tongue wildly as she pulled off me and descended again, breathing through her nose until my dick closed her throat as she swallowed it. I had blown not ten minutes before but still I couldn't control myself under the pressure of her onslaught. When she felt my coming start she swallowed the head and just took my come down her throat directly. When the last spurts were finished she let me out of her mouth and lay beside me kissing my face and neck and rubbing a hand through my chest hair. She suggested I rest a few minutes and that I might even want to take a short nap. She said she'd wake me in a little while after she'd given me a little time to recover. She asked if I had any KY jelly and I told her there was some in the nightstand as I drifted off. I don't know how long she let me sleep but when I woke she had somehow gotten both my balls into her mouth at once and she was humming. I can't begin to describe the feeling. You will just have to imagine it as best you can. I was rock hard in just seconds. She let my balls gently slip from her mouth. She straddled my hips again and after making sure my dickhead was good and wet she placed me at her entrance again and just slid up and down on my pole for three or four strokes, then she dismounted and lay on her stomach beside me. She whispered in my ear. "You're good and hard now Jack and your dick is all wet already. I'm all lubed up in back. I want you to get behind me and stick your dick up my ass and give me a real pounding. I'm a big girl and you don't have to worry about hurting me. I'll have my hands on my pussy playing with myself and I want you to just shove it up me and pump until your heart's content." It sounded like fun to me. I got between her legs and she spread them wider. I could see her pink asshole waiting. Her ass crack and everything close was shinning from the lube. I put my dickhead to her rosebud and as I pressed it gave way with only slightly more pressure than her tight pussy. She was completely lubed inside also and I just slid in to the root. She groaned a little and squeezed me with her anus and I started to stroke. I did as she asked. I pulled it out and plunged it back in. I reveled in the squeezing pressure of her ass and in the feeling of bouncing against her lovely firm asscheeks. I grabbed her hips to pull her tighter as I lay on her back and just hunched my dick up her ass. I wish I could have lasted longer since it felt so great to just lay on her and pump it in. I thought I was doing all right for a minute, then I noticed her hands were indeed shoved under her and I saw the tendons at the back of her wrist flexing, showing that her fingers were moving. Then her ass clenched me and she must have climaxed hard for she raised her head and just screamed. That was it for me and I jerked her ass to me with my grip on her hips and slammed my dick into her as hard as I could. I felt my dick pumping but I'm sure there wasn't much to pump by now. It felt great anyway and I soon collapsed onto her back, huffing and puffing and fighting for my next breath. Diane lay quietly beneath me, uncomplaining. I finally gathered the strength to roll off. She rolled to her side and moved up beside me kissing and nibbling my neck and playing with my chest hair again. "God Diane I hope I didn't hurt you. I'm afraid I got a little rough at the last." "I loved it Jack. It was just the way I wanted it. I probably liked it better than you did." "I don't think that's possible. I don't want to beg, but I would sure like to do it that way with a full load of come sometime. I hate to admit it but I loved just pounding against your beautiful ass." "I'm glad you like my ass Jack. I hope you'll pound it a lot. I assure you that nothing I felt was painful. I mean it, I loved every bit of it." She rose up and took hold of the covers at the foot of the bed to pull them over us. I told her next time I wanted to spend some quality time with her titties and that I was dying to get my mouth on her pretty pussy. She promised she'd keep them warm for me and then I just dozed off. I woke with a hardon the next morning and when I opened my eyes I saw Diane had half of it in her mouth and she was looking up at my face. Opening my eyes must have been the signal she was waiting for because she plunged it into her throat and began swallowing around it at that moment. She had my balls in her hand and she squeezed them gently. I exploded right away and she just kept my dickhead lodged in her throat swallowing around it until I finished. I heaved a great sigh and just settled back. She came up, kissed me, and told me to relax while she showered. I watched her lovely nakedness disappear into the bathroom. One of these days I was going to try to get enough strength to shower with them. Diane came back out nearly dry in a few minutes. She was about to go for her clothes when I dragged her onto the bed. "More Jack?" "As much as I want to we'd better get dressed; but first." I put my lips to her throat, hoping I was getting it about the same place as Nancy's, and sucked a hickey on her neck. I spent a couple of minutes with my hands on her titties just so I'd know what they felt like; then I let her up. She was giggling like a schoolgirl as she gathered her clothes in her hand and left naked. I showered and dressed in jeans and a T-shirt then put my Red Wings on again. Out in the kitchen I was in search of coffee. Nancy and Karen were both cooking and Sharon was seated at the counter drinking coffee. I could see that Sharon had been clued in to the early morning uniform, as a long T-shirt was all she was wearing. I decided not to inspect the troops just yet, I just told them all good morning as Karen handed me a mug of coffee. I thought I might wait and let Sharon see exactly what the good morning kisses I collected consisted of so she could back out if she wanted to. I did take time to ogle what I could see of her though and it was worth the trouble. I gave her titties a good long looking at and I think she caught me staring. She was sitting on a stool at the counter and I knew if she stood the shirt wouldn't be long enough to hang below her ass. She was taller than the others and her titties were so big they were occupying a lot of the shirt's material. She'd be showing at least the bottoms of her cheeks and probably the bottom of her bush also. Her legs were nicely formed and I could see the muscle definition plainly. Her muscles didn't bulge but they were apparent. Her arms looked strong also. In the light of day I could see what I'd taken to be dark brown hair on Sharon was actually a dark red, like red wine. It was cut short and didn't come halfway down her neck. Her face was even prettier than I'd thought last night and her eyes were dark blue and shining. "Sharon you're just more proof of what I told the others. The only women to survive are absolutely beautiful." Sharon blushed a little but I thought she might be a little too shy around us yet to say anything. She didn't really get the chance as Jana walked in just then and I went to her for her good morning kiss. She held me even tighter than yesterday and kissed me with even more passion. She maneuvered her pussy over against the front of my leg and pressed it to me boldly as she ground her breasts into my chest. I enjoyed her ass with my hands and presently she left my lips and whispered in my ear. "Tonight's my night Jack. I can hardly wait," she said, and as she went to get some coffee she pinched me on the butt. The rest came in one by one again and we enjoyed each other in turn for a couple of minutes each. I had decided not to try finger fucking anyone this morning and to try keeping it down to hot kissing. I succeeded in maintaining my cool until Jenna came in last. She didn't waste any time and as soon as she wrapped her arms around my neck and pasted her face to mine she jumped up with her legs and wrapped them around me, pressing her pussy to my belly again and starting a humping rhythm right away. Her tongue was going wild in my mouth and when I put my hands on her lovely little ass I could feel her muscles flexing as she ground her pussy to me. I moved one hand to her pussy and finding it wet I worked two fingers against her her vulva and began her clitty. I decided to keep it up as long as she would and I could tell she was getting hotter and hotter. Switching hands on her pussy, I slipped the already wet finger between her cheeks, searching for her rosebud. When I found it and began worming it up her ass, her legs clenched me tighter and she got serious with her humping. I managed to twist the wrist of my other hand around until I could find her tiny clit with my thumb. I flicked across it a few more times and that was all Jenna could take. She broke our kiss and squeezed me with arms and legs as hard as she could. "Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh Jack!" What the hell? She deserved a good come after what she went through yesterday. If she didn't mind getting it in front of everybody I sure as hell didn't mind giving it to her. In fact, if I hadn't been planning on returning to the kitchen to give Nancy, Karen and then Sharon a good morning kiss and grope I probably would have taken Jenna to my bed and given her pussy a thorough licking. I'm sure all the others had a minor shock over my actions with Jenna but the quiet talking resumed almost at once. I held Jenna, kissing her lightly on the ears and neck until she recovered a little and then I let her down to see if she could stand yet. She could and I gave her a peck on the cheek and a swat on the ass as she went to get her coffee. Breakfast was nearly cooked by the time I could get to the kitchen. I pulled Nancy to me for a kiss and grope and then Karen. I didn't slight them but did a thorough job. Then I headed toward Sharon. I tried to be obvious about what I intended. I knew everyone there, including Sharon, knew what I was going to do. I wasn't worried about her rejecting me as I could easily live with the women that said they wanted me. I felt that I could even happily look after Sharon even if she didn't want to join in on other things. My worries were for nothing. Sharon practically jumped off the stool as I approached her. She wrapped her arms around my neck like I was her long lost lover and plastered her mouth to mine. Lord love the ladies. My hands found her magnificent ass quickly and I could tell at once it was as perfectly developed as her legs and maybe more so. I enjoyed kissing Sharon but she was certainly different. She was enthusiastic but her kissing seemed nearly inquisitive. It was almost as if she hadn't done much kissing. I enjoyed the kisses though and I enjoyed exploring her magnificent muscular ass. I was sorely tempted to reach for those big titties but I didn't. I already wanted to drag one of these women back to my bedroom for a fuck break and I just didn't need to get myself any more worked up. So I disengaged after a thorough job on Sharon and we all started filling our plates. We gabbed during breakfast and Sharon surprised me again. She was going over her experience of last night again and she said she was really mad at herself for not shooting the guy herself. "The idiot silhouetted himself against the lights twice and I was only fifty yards from him and I missed." "Fifty yards is a long shot in the dark with a handgun," I said. "If he had been a target I could have put it in the ten ring. I've just never shot at anything living before. I've always loved any kind of shooting since I was a little girl. I'm a crack shot with a rifle and I used to love shooting skeet. I've only practiced with handguns since I've lived in Austin though. There aren't any indoor ranges for anything else here and I don't belong to a club that might have an outdoor range," she told us. "Well I hope you'll never have to shoot at any people again but I'm glad you're familiar with firearms," I said. "I don't think I will have any trouble if it comes up again. When I saw how he ended up and extrapolated that it could have easily been me I decided I would just tell myself next time it was just another target and try to shoot a perfect score." We finished breakfast, cleared and cleaned the dishes, and all headed for the living room to have a little chat and plan for the day. I knew I'd been correct about the length, or lack of it, for Sharon's T-shirt as soon as she stood up. I could see the lower part of her buns as she was walking to the couch. I made sure I was standing across from her when she sat down. I saw at once that her rug matched her drapes and I could even see the top of her slit peeking out from under her bush. She could probably feel she was going to be exposed as soon as she sat and I saw her glance around at the others. She saw that they weren't in much better shape and she didn't even try to tug at her shirt-tail. She glanced up at me and noticed where I was looking, but she just gave a smile and blushed a little. There was still a lot of work to be done, sorting and storing the medicine, and other things we had gathered the day before. We decided all the women except Sharon would work on that while I took her to her apartment to get what she wanted of her belongings. Before we left I reconnected the computer system's power and made sure they all booted up correctly. I asked Jenna if she could use Access and she said she could do simple databases with it. I asked her if she thought she could make a database to keep up with the medicines we had acquired. She thought it would be easy. I asked her to work with the others to see if we could get it all listed and if she could print out reports we could use to label the totes. She saw the advantage at once and after a little explanation the others did also. They said they would work on it while we were gone. After that I just waited around until all the girls put on some clothes. As Sharon and I left I thought again how amazing it was the power was still on. I wondered how much longer it could last. During the last flood when the power went out for a couple of days I had investigated a temporary generator system for my house. I'd nearly bought a Generac. It was easily wired into the breaker box and started itself automatically if the power failed. They were sold out, of course, by the time I decided to go ahead and get one; and by the time they got more in stock the power was back on and I convinced myself if I bought one it would probably be broken before I needed it again. I really wished now that I had gone ahead and had it installed. ------- Chapter 9 After we made it to Sharon's apartment, it only took about an hour and a half to load her things - mostly just clothes. She had some hiking boots already and she brought a couple of soft gun cases. She said one was her Remington Model 7400 Synthetic stock 30-06 and the other was her Model 1100 twelve gauge. I told her she was probably going to like some things about the new order. "What could I possibly like?" "Day before yesterday Nancy and I drove over to a small gun shop I knew, pried open the back door and removed all guns, knives, ammunition, and other assorted goodies. Then yesterday all of us made it to an indoor range to practice. As we were leaving we gathered up all the handguns they had in stock". "God. What all did you get?" "Everything from an M4 with a grenade launcher on down." "Jesus, no wonder you didn't mind going after one asshole with a shotgun." "Well I was carrying an M16 and a Glock but the dumbass wasn't paying attention. I walked up to within fifty feet and he never even looked around. I shot him in the right shoulder as he was getting ready to take another shot at you. I made him throw the shotgun away, but when he started trying to reach under himself for his handgun I got tired of messing with him and gave him a couple of head shots." "Well fuck him; he deserved what he got," she said. Probably I was feeling a little guilty again. The thought that I might be taking advantage of all these women came back to me. I tried to keep my mouth shut as I looked longingly at Sharon's impressive breasts, but I couldn't. "Sharon I want you to know that I don't intend to make you trade sex for security. You're welcome to stay with us even if you never want me to touch you." Sharon didn't say anything to me. She just looked at me a little funny. "I really should be ashamed about the way I treated you this morning before breakfast." "Jack - Nancy and Karen told me all about good morning Jack last night after everyone went to bed. I knew exactly what was going to happen." "I figured they had when I saw what you were wearing. I just want you to know it isn't mandatory. You don't owe me anything." "You left the safety of your home, in the middle of the night, and killed an armed man who surely intended to rape me and then probably kill or enslave me. You don't think I owe you anything. I owe you my life Jack," she said. "Maybe, but that doesn't mean you have to repay me with sex." "Nancy and Karen told me to expect this. Look at these Jack," she demanded, lifting and seemingly offering her breasts with her hands. "I have nearly hated these big breasts since they started growing when I was just fourteen. I've never had a boyfriend because no boy could ever take ten minutes to talk to me on a date without trying to grab hold of my breasts. "I don't hate or even dislike men. I've just never met one that tried to care about anything but my big titties. Last night you killed a man to save me and you didn't even know if I had any. Then you spent over two hours out in the dark trying to calm me down enough so you could take me home and take care of me, as if you didn't have enough on your plate as it was. "When I finally came to my senses and came out into the light you didn't give my titties a second look. You just lead me down the street to your home and took me into your family. You made sure I was fed and you made sure I felt at home," she said. "Well I felt sorry for you Sharon, for what you had just been through. I was sad that you'd had to stay alone while everyone was dying." "When Nancy and Karen told me about the good morning Jack routine and dress code I liked it. When nothing happened right away after you came out to get coffee I was a little let down. Then I finally caught you ogling my titties while you were drinking your coffee. That was the first time I was ever happy about having these big hooters. "It just sent a thrill down my spine. You not only saved my life Jack, you made me proud of my titties. After the others trailed in one by one for their good morning kisses. I started to get a little horny, and when you finally came over to me I was happy. Then when I mashed my titties to your chest and felt what it was like to press 'em into a real man's chest, a man that I thought might at least care for me a little, I was ecstatic. I was proud of my big titties then and I'm glad you like them. Very glad." "I just want you to know I don't demand anything of you," I said. "Demand? You don't demand anything. Jack after last night I would crawl naked through a mile of cactus just to get a chance to lick your ass. When my turn comes around, unless you just don't want me, you are going to pop probably the oldest cherry left on earth. "That's right Jack. These titties have kept me from ever being with a boy or man. I still have my cherry. It may be thin and weak after all the aerobics and exercise but it's still there. I checked again last night. You can't imagine how hurt I'm going to be if you don't get rid of it for me as soon as my turn comes around." "I guess I'll just declare myself the winner and shut up then." "Unless Nancy and Karen are big time liars Jack, I feel like I'm going to be the winner. You've made a hell of an impression on those two and I'm just dying to get back and talk to Diane now." Just then we passed a big truck parked on the shoulder. It was pulling a refrigerated trailer. I stopped and turned around to go back. Sharon asked what I was doing and I told her. When we got to it I pulled to a stop by the cab. I got out and went to the unit's controls. It was switched off. That either meant the truck was empty or that the load didn't require a specific temperature. I walked to the back and the doors had no lock or seal. It was probably empty. I opened a door and could see it was. "Why did you want to look at that truck?" Sharon asked, when I got back in the dually. "Ninety nine percent of everything that is for sale rides in a big truck like that at one time or another. All food, clothing, hardware - everything gets taken somewhere by truck." "Oh, I never thought of that." "Can you drive the pickup?" "Sure, I've driven pickups before and this one is even an automatic. No problem. Why?" "Because we're going to a truck stop." "Why?" "Because we need food and we can probably find it by the truckload at a truck stop," I said. There were two big truck stops near Austin. The biggest was the closest and I headed for it. I knew about everything getting a truck ride because I'd worked once at a grocery warehouse on my way through college. It wasn't a big secret or anything. Most people would figure it out without much trouble if they thought about it. I didn't have to figure anything though since I'd spent months unloading the bastards. Believe me, everything comes in a truck. I even knew how to drive them a little. I'd done trailer-shuffling duty at the warehouse for a while. I could back and park the long trailers better than I could drive them down the road though. I'd never even got going fast enough forward to get them out of low range. It didn't matter. If I could find a truckload of food I would drive it home if I had to go all the way in low gear. We got to the truck stop and I was surprised that the parking lot was full to overflowing with big rigs. I guess a lot of trucks had either gotten stuck here by running into closed warehouses they couldn't deliver to; or by getting empty and not finding another load to leave with. I just drove around in the parking lot for a few minutes looking at trucks trying to decide where to start. I knew you couldn't tell anything about what was in them from the outside. I was just trying to remember what I knew about them. I stopped by one with a refrigeration unit. I looked at the unit and it wasn't on. I walked back and opened a door, which had a seal I had to break. It was full of paper goods. Looked like mostly paper towels from the back. I walked back to the dually and asked Sharon to trail me with it. I walked toward the back of the trailers again, intending to walk along the backs of them opening the doors and checking for something we could use. I'd made it about halfway when I heard a refer unit kick on. The refrigerated ones had thermostats on the cooling units similar to a home air-conditioning unit. They could be set to turn themselves on and off to keep a certain temperature. I headed for the sound. When I found the truck I wised up and tried the drivers door. It was open so I climbed in. I opened the curtain and looked in the sleeper. It was empty and that was good. I didn't want to find a driver decaying. I looked in the driver's door's map pocket and found a clipboard with the bill of lading attached. It was a load of pork products headed for the same warehouse I'd once worked in. The load was mostly bacon, sausage, and ham with a few hundred boxes of spare ribs. What a fucking deal. Why go to the grocery store when you can bring home forty thousand pounds at a time. It even had its own refrigerator that would keep going when the power went off. I looked for the starter and the damn keys were even in it. I hit the key and it started right up. The fuel gauge was near the full mark but I wondered about the reefer's fuel tank. They used a different tank because their fuel didn't have to pay highway use tax. I got out to look at that tank and it was one of the largest ones I'd seen. It didn't have a gauge and there was no way to know how much diesel it still had. I needed to fill it up just in case. It would take about five minutes for the air tanks to build pressure. Most people don't know it but if a big truck loses air pressure there are very large springs made into the brake cylinders that apply them automatically. These springs also serve as the parking brake since the driver just pulls a button that bleeds the air out of the brake lines. While the pressure was building I got out and told Sharon I was going to pull into the fueling lane and try to fill the thing up. She asked me what was in it and I told her forty three thousand pounds of bacon, sausage, ham, and such. She showed me a wide smile. In the cab of the fairly new Kenworth again, I released the brakes, put it in gear, and pulled out of the parking spot. I eased to the fueling lane and stopped by a pump. Sure enough it had a pay at the pump option and when I swiped my card it clicked right on. I started a nozzle on one side and then went to the other and started the satellite's nozzle. It only held about seventy-five gallons in the main tanks. I hung up the satellite's nozzle and went back over and laid the main nozzle on top of the pump. As I was about to get back in the cab I heard the reefer stutter and quickly shut it off. It was probably about to run out of fuel and they are a bitch to prime and restart if you let them run dry. I pulled up so the hose would reach the reefer's tank and put the nozzle in. It held seventy-five gallons by itself. I just laid the nozzle back by the pump. After pulling clear of the pumps I signaled Sharon to pull the dually up and I fueled it too. I just left the nozzle on top of the pump when I was done. I might want to use it again and there was no sense shutting the pump off. If someone came by and filled up on my card it really didn't matter, did it? Telling Sharon to follow me, I climbed in and headed for home. When I got a little speed up I had a try at shifting into high range. Then I had another try. I finally got the hang of it. We were only about an hour later than I'd expected to be when we got to the house. I parked in the street and laid down on the air horn. The truck's driver must have been a real character since he had replaced his normal loud as a son of a bitch air horns with louder than two drunk mother fuckers train horns. It actually sounded like a damn train when I honked it. Even I was surprised and the girls were really surprised. They came storming out of the house with titties jiggling when they saw it was me and I thought their tits would never stop shaking. Sharon was getting out of the dually and she was laughing her ass off. Nancy was the first to reach me and asked what the hell I had stolen. When I told her it was forty three thousand pounds of breakfast she couldn't believe it. None of them, except Beverly, had ever been this close to a big truck before and they all wanted to look in it. I told them to have at it but not to touch the big red and yellow buttons and not to move the shift leaver. They promised not to and started climbing in. Beverly said she'd already seen a big truck and didn't get in. I was headed to the back to get in the trailer to look around when I remembered I'd turned the unit completely off. I hit the switch and it roared back to life without a hitch. The noise and vibration must have scared the women in the cab. They began bailing out screaming. Beverly and I were laughing so hard we couldn't explain what had happened. They gathered around me promising that none of them had touched anything I told them not to. As I explained what had happened they all gave me such a look and then climbed back in the cab for more exploring. I was amazed that the seven of them could get in all at once and then realized it had the biggest sleeper I'd ever seen. It was over eight feet long from front to back. The driver had to have been an owner operator because no company would spring for a sleeper that large for a hired driver. The girls soon saw all they wanted of the cab's insides and got out, asking if we were going to unload the food and where would we put it. I told them we'd just get out a few boxes and leave the rest in the truck since its refrigerator would still keep working as long as it had fuel. After I opened the trailer they pitched in and helped carry the boxes inside. Nancy put a couple of hams in the oven to cook right away and the other girls helped Sharon unload her stuff from the dually. I asked Nancy to make a list of other food we might want to look for. I got a mug of coffee and went to the living room to sit down. Jenna came in, sat in my lap, and giggled. "I got the database started and we have even printed out lists of the contents of some of the totes. It's really easy. They bring in a tote and give me a description and count for each item. I print out a report for the tote and we tape the list to it. We'll probably finish all the medicine in just an hour or two of work," she said, beaming. "That's great. It will be better if we can just leave it all in the totes unless we need something. We will want to take it all with us when we leave and it would just be extra work to unpack the totes and just have to repack them later," I said. "Why don't we just do the same for everything we can fit into the totes then?" she asked. "That is a really good idea. Do you think you can?" "I don't see why not. I'm sure everyone would rather do a little extra work now if it will save a lot of work later," she said. "I'll ask them if they will after lunch then. I'm going to go back out and look for more food after we eat." "Don't we have enough with that whole truck?" she asked. "It will last a long time, but we would get pretty tired of nothing but pork pretty quick." Nancy and Beverly had put lunch together by now so we all went in to eat. We had Ranch Style Beans and bacon, a lot of bacon. We also had more biscuits. I realized after a second that Nancy had been making the biscuits from scratch and that if she hadn't been able to we wouldn't have had any type of bread for the last couple of days. I asked her about it and she confirmed my suspicions. After we finished - Karen, Janet, and Diane were cleaning up and I asked Sharon, Nancy, and Beverly to join me in the living room. When we got there I asked Beverly how she knew about trucks since she hadn't been curious about the one I'd brought home. "My daddy was a long haul driver." "Have you ever driven one at all?" I asked. "Not over two or three hundred thousand miles. He always took me with him for a few weeks in the summer. I was driving big trucks before I got my drivers license. I'm not good at backing though. He mostly just let me drive on the interstate at first. As I got older I drove in the cities and towns some but he usually bumped the dock when we got to a shipper or receiver. I can back if I have to but it takes me a while," she said. "That's a hoot. Backing is all I've ever really done. Until today I'd never even had one in high range. It took me three tries." "You were trying to do it using the clutch weren't you?" she asked, grinning. "Well yes. You have to use the clutch to get it out of gear and then change." "No you don't. Don't worry I can show you exactly how it works sometime if you want to learn," she said. "Great. I have to learn. It would help if we all could learn to at least move them. They are going to save us a lot of time and bother. If we can operate a few big trucks we can just go to a grocery warehouse and stock up. We won't have to mess with getting just a few items at a time." "I should have thought of that. We can get food by the ton and we won't even have to handle it until we need it. We can just leave it in the trailers," she said, smiling. I asked Nancy and Sharon if they had ever tried driving a big rig but they hadn't. I went to the kitchen and asked the others and they hadn't either. I decided we would just give Nancy and Sharon the first shot at driving lessons then as I planned on taking them with me to search for more food. I had Nancy, Sharon, and Beverly put on their web belts and Glocks. We told the others we were off for more food. I reminded Janet that her main duty was security anytime I was gone. Then Sharon, Nancy, Beverly, and I mounted up in the dually and left, headed back to the truck stop. We were going back to the truck stop to select a couple of trucks and trailers. If we found one loaded with food that we wanted it would be great. Mainly I wanted to find the best trucks and trailers. We could get plenty of food at the warehouse where I'd worked. It was a big one and I was familiar with its organization. When we pulled into the parking lot I just killed the motor and we got out. I asked the girls to listen for the sound of any of the units running. I could hear two after a few seconds of quiet. We got back in the truck and headed for the closest one. The tractor looked pretty new but the trailer looked a little ragged and the unit looked like it had seen better days. I tried the cab's door and when it opened I found the bills. It was a straight load of cool whip. I laughed. Cool whip was tasty but I doubted we could eat a truckload. For the hell of it I went to the back and got a case out. We opened it and laughed as we ate some with our fingers. We loaded back up and headed for the sound of the other running unit. It looked much better when we got there. The tractor was a Peterbuilt and the trailer and unit looked nearly brand new. I grabbed the bills and took a look. "Some chain store must have been planning a Bar-B-Que special. The load included one hundred units of boxed meat, the balance was individually wrapped beef briskets. Boxed meat is seventy-five pounds to the box. It's already roughly cut up but needs to be trimmed and wrapped for retail sale. That's the way most meat is shipped now. Swinging beef is no longer an item for big grocery stores and most modern butchers wouldn't even know how to break it down for sale. We now had thirty-seven thousands pounds of brisket and seventy-five hundred pounds of assorted cuts of meat. We were set for one hell of a cook out. I told the girls I was going to go fuel this rig up and ask them to look for another new looking rig with a good refrigerated trailer. A reefer trailer will haul anything a dry van will plus it can cool and even heat a load. Its only real drawback was the added weight of the unit, which cut down on the legal payload since eighty thousand pounds was the maximum legal weight. This didn't matter to us since we weren't going to encounter weight cops. ------- Chapter 10 After fueling the Peterbilt I'd grabbed, I moved it forward and Beverly pulled hers up to the pumps behind me. She got out laughing. The truck she'd found was a Kenworth and it looked even newer than the Peterbilt. Its trailer looked equally new. "This one only has eight thousand miles on it. What's funny is the load. All ice cream novelties - Dove and Snickers ice cream bars mostly. Got a sweet tooth Jack?" "We can keep some of them I guess and just off load most of it at the warehouse." Sharon and Nancy pulled up then and while I fueled the truck Beverly opened the trailer and picked out some dessert. As I fueled the truck Beverly brought I noticed it was the first reefer trailer I'd ever seen that didn't have a separate tank for the unit. There was a fuel line from one of the main tanks to the reefer. Running along with the airlines and trailer light cord, it was covered in some kind of woven stainless steel sheath. I guess this guy didn't care about the few fuel tax dollars he could save. We left and headed for the warehouse after I finished all the fueling. When we got there I pulled toward the refrigerated dock. I went inside and opened a door on the frozen food side then went out and opened the doors on the ice cream load, backing it up to the dock. Back inside I mounted a forklift and jerked the load off in about fifteen minutes. I was pretty cold before I finished so I went back to the girls without wasting any time. Back outside, I asked Beverly what she knew about the weight trucks could carry. She told me what I already knew about the eighty thousand pound limit, but I asked if the trucks were capable of carrying more since we didn't have to worry about rules anymore. She figured out where I was going with the questions and told me they could probably handle another forty thousand pounds of weight as long as we didn't stack it too high or drive so fast the tires heated up. She guessed if we stayed at seventy or below we would be fine. I told her what I was planning and she agreed it would probably work. I asked Beverly and Sharon if they would be comfortable going back to the house and bringing the other truck here. They said they would and took off. Sharon and Beverly were barely out of the lot when Nancy grinned at me. She came over to kiss me and we played tongues for a couple of minutes then she broke it off and started unbuttoning my shirt. "We need to get your clothes off Jack." "Oh yeh. Why is that?" "I've got to pee," she said, and gave me an evil grin. My dick sprang to attention and I couldn't get my clothes off fast enough. Nancy was also hurrying. I lay down on the concrete floor when I was naked and in just a few seconds Nancy straddled my face with her buns resting on my chest. "Ready Jack?" I nodded and Nancy eased her pussy up to my open mouth and released a little trickle. She hit her mark right off and as the warm yellow liquid streamed into my mouth I was surprised I didn't find it in the least offensive. I swallowed and as she was filling my mouth again I began to get hotter and hotter and my dick felt like it would burst. Nancy was turned on immensely too. She was quivering so she had a hard time keeping the stream directed into my mouth. It would trickle off to one side or the other. Her fuck oil was nearly running out the bottom of her slit and I realized the wetness on my chest wasn't from piss. I guess she hadn't needed to pee very bad since she only produced about three swallows worth. She practically flew off me when she'd finished and was on her hands and knees beside me in a flash. Her pelvis was pumping up and back and as I got up to get behind her I could see her tiny pussy looked like it was winking with every pump of her hips. "Fuck me God Dammit. Fuck me now. Fuck my mouth, fuck my pussy, fuck my ass. Just put your big long dick in me somewhere and pump me you piss drinking son of a bitch. Beat me, bite me, whip me, fuck me, now you kinky bastard." Quiet, gentle, loving, Nancy was hotter now than any woman I'd ever seen. I wiped my dickhead back and forth through her cuntlips and pressed into her tight pussy to the bottom. I pulled back and pushed in harder. I was trying not to just slam her and she howled her displeasure. "Fuck me harder you nasty bastard. Fuck me harder." I grabbed her hips for a handle and shoved it to her hard for three or four strokes. I let go of one hip and slapped one of her cute little ass cheeks. "You nasty little girl. You pissed in my mouth and now you're gonna pay "That's right. Spank me daddy. Spank your nasty little whore girl. Spank my ass daddy!" I gave her three or four slaps on each cheek and then bent over her back to grab hold of her swinging titties. I squeezed them with my hands and then grabbed each nipple between a thumb and forefinger, pinching them firmly. I kept pounding her pussy as I did. "That's it you mother fucker. I'm coming but don't you dare stop." She peaked then and her pussy clasped my dick hard. I kept pumping in her and the extra friction was terrific. "That's right, pinch my nipples. Pinch 'em hard and bite my neck and fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me and fuck me some more. Harder you bastard, harder!" I just started pounding my dick up in her pussy as hard as I could. Taking her directions I bent my back further and bit the back of her pretty neck. This just drove her crazy. All at once her hips started rocking up and back in a frenzy. Her pussy gripped my dick so hard I was afraid she was actually going to hurt it. I was a goner and I knew it; I could feel the come boiling out of me. "Oh God that's it! Oh God! Oh God!" All her muscles just seemed to lock and she just trembled for nearly two minutes while her pussy spasmed around my dick. I thought I would never stop pumping come up her. Then she fell in a heap to the concrete, slipping off my dripping dick as she collapsed. I tried to untangle her but she didn't move at all on her own except to breathe. Her eyes were closed and I wondered if she were even conscious. She just lay there gasping for air. I checked the back of her neck, worried now that I might have broken the skin when I bit her. I hadn't but I think my teeth marks were going to become bruises. I looked at her nipples and they were definitely bruised from my pinching. Both our knees were scrapped form the concrete and Nancy had big red handprints on both cheeks of her dainty little ass. She seemed like she might be about to rejoin the conscious and then opened her eyes and looked at me. "You nasty bastard, that was the hottest fuck of my life by far. I'm just lying her about to cry because I didn't let you take me home and fuck my brains out two and a half years ago when you first hit on me. I'm about to cry about it. I nearly cried about it the other night when I thought of all the time I'd wasted but now I'm just about sick over it. I just never had any idea what a nasty bastard you could be." "Who do you think you're telling? I was just thinking about all the times you could have pissed in my mouth in the last two and a half years and I'm just about mad at you for holding out on me," I said. I bent down to kiss her and thrust my tongue in her mouth. We'd only kissed for a few seconds when she jerked her mouth form mine. "Quit Jack. I can taste my piss in your mouth and you have to quit. If you don't we'll be here on our bloody knees still fucking when the others get back. Besides, I don't think I could live over another fuck like that. Not for a while anyway." "I'm afraid you're right. Lets go to the locker room and shower real quick before they get back." We gathered our clothes and I showed her to the locker room. We hit the shower and rinsed off. I saw the bite mark on her neck again and started to apologize. "Don't be a dummy Jack. Didn't you see me showing off my hickey the other morning? Do you have any idea how proud Diane was of her hickey? I just hope the bruises on my nipples get a little darker so I can show them off better," she said. "Well doesn't it hurt?" "It hurts so good I'd just piss my pants if I had any on. It's actually just a little tingling turn on. Just keep this in mind Jack. If it's not going to make me bleed just do it and ask for forgiveness later, OK." I said I would but made up my mind to try to be more careful if we ever got that worked up again. We dressed and I showed her some of the warehouse. I pointed out how most of the things were packed and stored and I helped her get an idea of how much actual food was in a pallet of which items. About thirty minutes later I heard Beverly blow the train horn and I went out to the lot. I had her pull to the refrigerated dock and I opened the trailer and docked it in one of the cold storage bays. I opened the doors on the beef truck and put it in the next bay. Then I went inside and set both loads off. Beverly and I decided that the best way to do this was stack the two loads together on the floor. This meant stacking them by hand and not on pallets. Pallets are a convenience for loading and unloading but a load will actually ride lower and use space more efficiently if it's hand stacked. The only thing we stacked the meat on was the little spacers that let dripping juice run out and not ruin the bottoms of the boxes. Beverly knew how to use a forklift also and she brought me the pallets as I stacked them on the floor. This was a big help since we were stacking the meat much higher than normal. I didn't really have to lift the meat higher I just had to slide it off the raised pallet and into place. We tried to make sure the different types were distributed through the load so we wouldn't find ourselves digging through forty or fifty boxes to find one box of something different later. I was surprised that it only took about two hours to get both loads off and back on stacked in one trailer. Next I took the forklift through the curtain separator to the frozen food dock and picked up a pallet of ice cream. I brought it back and stacked half of it down at the back of the meat. We would have some frozen desert tonight. After pulling the meat load out I shut the trailer's doors and reset the reefer to about twenty degrees to help keep the ice cream frozen until we got it home. It wouldn't be down that low long enough to freeze any of the meat. We now had two empty trailers. I docked them both at the grocery dock and then we loaded up everything Nancy could think of. It wasn't more than about a single normal truckload would have been so I just put it on with pallets and lined the pallets up right down the center of the trailers. This would leave room to get in the trailer and pick out what was wanted without having to dig through box after box. Now we had three trucks loaded and only two drivers. Beverly took Sharon and I took Nancy to see if we could teach either one enough to get the other truck home. I was able to get Nancy to pull the truck off and get it moving. It took a little more time to show and explain her how she had to swing wide to make sure the trailer wheels wouldn't run over something as they cut off the corner on turns. I wasn't able to teach her to get it into high range since I could barely do it myself by grinding and hunting. After about thirty minutes Beverly stopped us and declared Sharon ready to solo. Beverly reminded me about the CB radios and had us all switch to channel twelve. She had already shown Sharon how to use them and she had suggested we not use the regular trucker's channel, nineteen, incase others were listening to it. She also suggested we not mention where we were or where we were going. Nancy took the dually and we all headed out with me in the lead, Sharon in the middle, and Beverly behind her. Nancy was last in the dually. We made it home with no problems and Beverly gave the train horn hell when we arrived. The other girls poured out of the house to see what we'd acquired. I opened the back of the meat truck and we carried a few boxes of ice cream treats into the house. Then we opened one of the grocery trucks and Nancy asked for a few items to be brought in. We settled into the house after we were done. Jenna told me they had inventoried and labeled all the totes. With repacking they had gotten about twelve empty totes and had packed most of the ammunition and some of the extra handguns. All the items the totes contained were listed outside on the label. This was going to make life much easier. Karen and Diane had finished cooking the hams and had a late lunch ready for us. We ate and the girls were teasing Sharon and Nancy about becoming truck drivers. Nancy moaned that her teacher wasn't the best and I agreed with her. Beverly said she could fix that in just a few minutes and ask me why we didn't just go get a couple more trucks. She said even if we didn't find any cargo we wanted we could use them to teach all the others how to drive. I couldn't fault her logic and since we had about three hours of daylight left Sharon, Nancy, Beverly, Karen, and I left for the truck stop. Karen would be bringing the dually back. Beverly showed Jenna how to use the CB radio before we left. I ask Jenna to sit in one of the trucks we were leaving and listen for us to see if we could communicate from the truck stop. We left in the dually and were soon scouting the truck stop for more trucks. We listened for more units running when we got there and didn't hear any. We drove around just looking at the trucks and found two more rigs that looked nearly new and had really good-looking refrigerated trailers so we checked them out. Both of them were Kenworths and owned by the same company. If they sent me a bill later I would mail them a check. One had twelve thousand miles and one had twenty thousand. They were practically identical and so were the trailers but they were empty. We didn't find any more rigs that good in the whole lot. We saw a couple of new looking Peterbuilt tractors but they were hooked to slightly ratty looking dry vans. I figured we would just have to settle for a couple that weren't as good. Beverly asked me why we didn't just unhook the two ratty trailers and grab a couple of nice reefers that had older looking tractors. Well why not? It only took a few minutes to unhook the two tractors and we found four brand new reefers on one of the back rows. They were hooked to day cabs, tractors without sleepers, and must have been in transit to a new owner since they didn't have any license plates. We had scrounged up four practically new tractors and trailers in about an hour and a half. Beverly had me get into one of the Peterbilts with her and took off down the street to teach me how to shift properly. I got the hang of it in about twenty minutes and we returned to the truck stop. She took Nancy this time and they were gone nearly an hour. It probably took her longer to un-teach Nancy what I had taught her than it did to teach her the right way. When they got back we fueled all the trucks and reefers then headed back to the house. We called for Jenna and could hear her fine and she could hear us. It was a distance of probably eight miles just straight through. Beverly said that was quite a distance for a CB without an amplifier and she speculated it was possible because no one else was crowding the airways now. When we got back to the house the driving practice was on. Beverly spent a few more minutes with Sharon and Nancy and then she drafted Karen as the next student. Karen was laughing and wanted to know why she had to learn. I pointed out that we might all drive away from here in a big truck since when we left we wanted to carry as much food and supplies as we could. She realized that I was serious and went off for her lesson. The rest of us headed into the house for some coffee. Janet and Diane started teasing Nancy and Sharon about being tough truckers but quit when I told them that they would be next to get lessons. Nancy and Sharon got a laugh at their expense then. Jenna reported that everything had now been counted and cataloged and she asked me what to start on next. I told her she could start relaxing because the workday was drawing to a close. I noticed Nancy, Janet, Diane, Jana, and Sharon huddled in the kitchen whispering and then I saw all of them take a look at the back of Nancy neck. I went into the living room to get out of sight. Jenna came over and sat in my lap and spent about ten minutes showing me how much she had missed me today. I felt better already. After cheering me up Jenna wandered into the kitchen to see what the others were up to and I could hear her whispered exclamations as she got all the nasty details. "Oh my God! You didn't!" I was getting a little big in the hat size and was puffing out my chest a little. I decided to go into the study and check out what Jenna had done, but when I got there I just sat in my desk chair and started trying to get it set in my head what we were going to do next. We'd spent the day gathering up food and then drifted off to assemble a fleet. The only truck really ready to move was the meat truck. It was loaded to the gills and ready to head out. The other two with supplies in them were basically acting as large closets now. They were arranged for easily finding and removing what they contained as it was needed. That had probably been pretty much a waste of time. We should have just set aside about two weeks worth of a variety of foods and loaded them into the back of one of the trucks after filling it first with plenty of staples. Still, we were ahead of the game thanks to Beverly's familiarity with the big rigs. All of us would probably be able handle the big trucks well enough if we spent tomorrow practicing. After that we could just load up and head out. Where would we be heading though? That was the question. Northeast Texas was on my mind. I'd been there several times since I had a deer lease in that part of the state. The weather usually did not get bad in the winter. It got pretty hot in the summer but it also had a long growing season. It might not be the best location on earth but of the places I was familiar with it seemed best to me. If we were going to move to northeast Texas and try to locate there permanently we would have to be prepared to defend ourselves. Of course that went the same for any place we moved. Defending a fixed location is a lot different than defending a few people who can just get together and run if need be. I would have to think about it some more. No type of military service had ever even been a part of my life. I was pretty good at StarCraft and Total Annihilation but that was the extent of my military knowledge, and to be honest, I usually cheated playing those. I didn't know the first thing about defending a position. Of course if the last reports from CNN had been correct there weren't any military people left. Maybe no one was left that knew about defending a position. Hopefully there wasn't anyone left that knew about attacking a position. First things first though, we needed to all be able to drive the trucks. We had gathered weapons, medical supplies, food, and transportation. Now we all needed to be able to drive the transportation. We could try to master other things later. The sun went down. I heard a truck stop and the brakes being set. Karen and Beverly came into the house and later we ate another meal and had some more ice cream. We started on another big pot of coffee also. After eating we just sat around and talked for a couple of hours. Now that CNN was gone it finally hit us we really were all alone in the world for all practical purposes. ------- Chapter 11 I was pretty tired from all the unloading and loading and just from the long day, so I said my goodnights and headed off for bed. Jana scooted after me. In my room she closed and locked the door. She had on tennis shoes and she shed these quickly. I sat on the edge of the bed and started to unlace my boots. She took over from me, peeling my socks off also. She sat beside me on the bed, leaned over toward me, and commenced kissing. Her tongue sought entrance to my mouth and I gave it. We spent a few minutes just necking and then my hands started exploring her breasts through her T-shirt. Her hands started exploring also and soon they unbuttoned my shirt and wandered inside. She teased my nipples like I would tease a woman's and I was surprised to find I liked it. I raised the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it off her as she finished removing my shirt. We lay down lengthwise on the bed and just kept necking and fondling. I played with one titty and then the other and she kept toying with my nipples in return. I was starting to enjoy this more than I would have ever thought. Jana had medium blonde hair and blue eyes. She had a very pretty, almost beautiful, face. Her little ears looked delicate and her nose was nearly too small. Her lips were generous though and her tongue was active in my mouth. Her areolae were perfectly centered on her large breasts and her nipples were perfectly centered also. The light pink nipples weren't overly large. They seemed to be sensitive though and they became fully erect without much stimulation and stayed that way. When I moved my lips down to suck and nibble Jana's nipples she toyed with my hair while I did. After a while she moved her head down to my nipples to return the favor. I played with her hair while she was at it. I realized Jana was reminding me of the first piece I ever got. I'd slipped my girlfriend into the house while my folks were out and we started just making out on my bed. Jana and I were making out. Jana deserted my nipples and returned to kiss me again. One of her hands was still toying in my chest hair and then she slid it down and over my waistband to stroke my dick through the material of my jeans. I pinched and twisted her nipples a little and then I stroked my way down to rub her pussy through her jeans. She was warm and humid down there but nothing had soaked through yet. We began fumbling with each other's zippers at nearly the same time. I got hers open and slid my hand into her panties and down into and then across her bush. My fingers found real wetness when they reached her lips. Her hand had grasped my hardon by now and she was pumping on it slowly. This was really getting me going. Pulling my hand out of her pants, I started tugging them down. She didn't stop kissing and stroking me but she did raise her hips to help. I kept my mouth to hers and with her lifting and moving her legs we managed to get her jeans and panties off. She settled back down and spread her legs a little so I could play with her pussy for real. She started tugging and pulling on my jeans then and I raised my hips as we replayed the dance getting my jeans and boxers off. Soon enough they were gone and I was pumping two fingers in and out of another tight hot pussy while she jacked slowly and firmly on my hard dick. I took my mouth from hers and put my lips on her throat to kiss and nibble. She released my dick and her hands came up to play with my hair and tease my ears. I moved over her and got between her legs as she spread them further. She moaned and hunched her hips up to me as I was getting into the saddle. My dick slid down across her bush and I could feel wetness on my nuts. She moaned a little and pressed her hips up again. I had another flash of déjà vu when I took hold of my dick and worked it around in her lips to wet it good. This was like my first piece again but not quite as awkward. Cyndi, my girlfriend, hadn't placed my dick for me either. This was probably because she hadn't really intended for me to stick it up her. Jana wanted me to stick it up her though. I could tell by the welcoming moan I got when I placed the head in her entrance and pushed. She didn't jerk or slam though. She just wrapped her arms around me and then her legs in an almost leisurely manner. She paid attention and got with my rhythm as we just started a nice long slow fuck. We didn't get excited or frantic. We just fucked. I kissed on her neck and sucked a hickey on it and she played in my hair and told me it felt good and encouraged me to keep it up. Her pussy was tight and hot and slippery. I started thinking that a tight pussy might also be one of the requirements for women's survival. That suited the hell out of me. Jana was giving me a little milking action while we fucked now and she would move her head around and nibble an earlobe every once in a while. I put my hands down to play with her titties and she gave her hips an extra wiggle in thanks. We started building our rhythm now and getting more serious. Then she put her hands on my ass, gripped my cheeks, and began pulling me to her on the pushes. She didn't jab me in the ass with her nails but she let me know she wanted it harder now. I just paid attention to the hands on my ass for guidance. I didn't have any issues with control. Nancy had made damn sure this morning that I didn't have a horny edge. Jana and I just kept fucking. When she began directing with her hands on my ass I let her show me what she wanted. Her pussy felt really good milking on my dick as I pushed it up her and pulled it out. I decided to just let her run the show. "Oh God Jack. They were right. You really do know how to fuck. This feels so good I almost hate to come," she said. "Jana honey, I'm not the only one here that can fuck. I just love your tight little pussy." "That's good Jack. I just want you to fuck my little pussy as much as you can. I was so horny and your big ole dick feels so good. I hope you can fuck me all night. I want to be bowlegged by morning." By now I was tired of talking so I kissed her again. She sucked my tongue and we fucked on. I must have fucked her for twenty or twenty five minutes. She just kept building and building. Finally I could tell she was close and I was sure ready. "That's it Jack. I'm about to get it. Give me a few hard ones and let's go." I pounded it home for four or five good hard pumps and then her pussy clamped down on my dick and she just shook. It sent me over the top and I held it in deep and pumped come up her. When she went limp I settled down on her and rested. She didn't complain about my weight and she didn't try to roll me off. She just held me to her with her arms and legs, not even letting her legs slide off me for almost five minutes. Finally though she relaxed and I rolled off. She still had her arms around me and she kissed me again. "Let's take a little nap now Jack. Okay?" "Sounds good to me sweetie." We slept for an hour or so and then she woke me up pulling on my dick and teasing it back to hardness and we had another long fuck. We fucked four times that night. We'd fuck and then we'd nap then she'd pull me back up hard and we'd fuck again. It made for a really good night for me. I was glad we'd gone to bed a little early and we slept a little late. She finally got up about eight thirty and showered. She kissed me again on her way out. She left naked, carrying her clothes. I didn't get out of bed until nine. Then I showered and dressed. I would have slept more except I was well rested and I wanted some coffee. When I came out of the hall I looked toward the kitchen and everyone was already up and eating. When they saw me they gave me a little round of applause. I reddened a little. "If y'all intend to make fun of me I'll just go back to bed." "Goody! How many of us do you think you can handle at a time?" Karen asked, laughing. "That's all well and good Jack. Just remember tonight is my turn and you need to save me some. Jana tells me you have a big rig of your own and you drive it a lot better than you drive a truck," Beverly said. "I surrender. Just give me some coffee please." Their good morning kisses drill started as I made my way to the coffee. Jana grabbed me first and I made sure to check all their pretty asses for panties. I even searched around in most of their cracks just to make sure they weren't trying to slip a thong by me. Jenna didn't hop up to try for a come this morning, she just took a normal groping and kissing like everyone else. Sharon ended up last in line. I gave in this morning and just had to get my hands on her big titties. I couldn't believe how firm they felt and it just made me anxious to get a round with her at night. I couldn't help remembering her crack about the oldest cherry on earth either. She seemed to really enjoy my hands on her titties. After she'd told me about the grief she'd thought they'd caused her growing up I'd been a little worried about her adjusting. It seemed like she was doing fine. When my thumbs started teasing her nipples she held me to her more tightly and began pushing her pussy against me. In for a penny ... I slipped a hand down over her flat tummy, through her little tangle of bush and let my fingers search for pussy. When they found it, they found it damp but seemingly tiny. Her vulva was puffed up but by feel it was no bigger than Nancy's. I teased her lips and finally got a fingertip between them. She sighed and just melted against me. I was able to restrain myself after a few minutes and broke off, giving her a kiss on the tip of her nose. I know I could have just lead her to my bedroom and fucked her ragged, but I wanted to take my time with Sharon. She had a lot for me to enjoy and I intended for her to enjoy herself too. Nancy had a big plate of ham and eggs and biscuits and gravy for me this morning. I just shoveled it in until I couldn't hold any more. It was that good. Nancy was turning into a real gem. She could cook, shoot, and now she could drive a truck. She could be a gentle and tender lover but when she put her mind to it she was just a vicious fuck. My knees were still sore. When I got through eating I made a point of going over to her and giving her another big kiss. Then I made a show of checking out the bite mark on her neck and kissing it well. I pulled her T-shirt up and kissed her bruised nipples as well. "You got any more owies I need to kiss well Nancy?" "You better cut that out Jack or Beverly and everyone else is gonna kick my ass because you'll end up good for nothing for a couple of days," she said, warning me. They all laughed at me again as they headed off to put on some clothes for the day. The girls returned to the living room by ones and twos after dressing. Beverly said she wanted to get started teaching the rest of them to drive trucks. Diane agreed to go first and they went outside to get started. Karen thought we should go back to the drug store we'd raided and get as many empty totes as we could. That sounded like a good idea to me. Nancy wanted to stay and try her hand at baking real bread. I was all for that too. Jenna asked me to check something on the computer she was browsing with. I went to the study with her and she showed me she was nearly out of disk space for saving web pages. She'd saved them all under one folder. In that folder they were distributed into subfolders. I checked and the folder contained nearly one hundred and fifty gigabytes of saved pages. I started it moving to a different machine that had some massive storage. I'd been intrigued with Seagate's massive one hundred and eighty gigabyte SCSI drives when they came out and I'd purchased a SCSI card and installed five of them into one of my Windows 2000 machines. It would take a while to move the files over the network but I told Jenna when it finished the move she could resume searching and saving. Janet said she would stay at the house and watch for intruders until it came time for her driving lesson and that Diane could take over for her then. Karen, Jana, Sharon and I took one of the empty trucks back to the drug store to fetch the totes. We found over two hundred and it only took about thirty minutes to get them loaded. The girls looked the place over but didn't see anything else they wanted to take so we went back to the house. When we got back Beverly was about to take Janet for a lesson and had just let Diane out. Karen went to them and then called us together for a mini meeting. "Jack we found plenty of medicines at the drug store but we really should go to the hospital and try to pick up some equipment we might need." It made perfect sense. They would need more than just pills. We decided to take the truck with the new totes. Sharon said she would stay to watch over the house and the others. Karen, Janet, Diane, Beverly, Jana, and I struck out for the hospital. Beverly used the trip to start Janet's lessons. Beverly was able to coach Janet well enough so we arrived at the Emergency entrance in the big rig. Janet said she'd never imagined arriving at the hospital in a ride like this. I took over and backed the trailer so the doors were as close to the entrance as possible. After it was parked I got in the trailer and started bringing empty totes to the back while the doctors and nurses set out to fill them. They spent about two hours loading totes with various instruments of torture. They also packed up some equipment that had its own storage cases. Actually they packed a fair amount of this type of thing. I asked Karen about some of the stuff when they were taking a break. She said they found two portable x-ray machines they hadn't even known were there and three portable ultrasound machines. They felt the ultrasound would really come in handy later. They all laughed at me over it. They could laugh at me about it all they wanted to. When it came right down to it I wasn't going to have to lie down and try to push out a small watermelon. I was going to be waiting and worrying somewhere while that happened. I'd probably be smoking a big cigar for the occasion. After that I didn't ask much more about what they were gathering. I just tried to load it. Finally they decided they had gathered all they wanted that could be carried off and used somewhere else. As we were leaving Jana pointed to three Ambulances that were parked nearby. "We can take the ambulances. They should all be fully equipped. If we don't keep them we can at least remove all the supplies and equipment." She was right of course. Ambulances had evolved into mini emergency rooms on wheels. They surely had a lot of useful equipment and supplies. The others agreed and Karen pointed out the largest was practically new and was even better equipped than the other two. I drove the big truck and Karen rode with me. Janet and Diane took the larger Ambulance. Jana drove one of the smaller ones and Beverly drove the other. We returned to the house and Janet or Diane one had learned to operate the siren by the time we reached home. They used it to announce our arrival. We parked the Ambulances in my neighbor's yard and the three doctors and two nurses spent the rest of the day, until dark, discovering their contents and then trying to combine the contents of the two smaller ones into the large one. They told me if we were able we should probably take the larger one with us when we left. I agreed and when they had filled it with what they could from the others they packed the remaining materials from the smaller two into totes and loaded them into the big truck we were packing totes into. Later that night they remembered they should have inventoried and labeled the totes and all the new equipment. Well that was something for tomorrow. When we headed toward the kitchen we found Nancy had outdone herself. We had beef brisket with Ranch Style Beans, baked potatoes, and homemade bread. It was really good. I washed it down with two of my few remaining long necks and made a mental note to try and replenish the beer and wine supply. Of course we had ice cream for desert. We retired to the living room with coffee afterwards and talked for a little over an hour. Then I told them I was ready to turn in. Beverly came with me as I headed for my bedroom. We went inside but Beverly didn't lock the door as I was expecting. "Jack, would you mind sleeping in the giant sleeper tonight?" she asked, almost shyly. "I'd never thought of it but it might be fun. Almost like camping out." "I'd really like to. There's plenty of room and I made sure to change the sheets and pillow cases today," she said. "Do you want to change here or just do it all in the truck?" "Let's just walk on out to it and get in." We did. We went to the truck and I held the door open while she got in then I climbed up after her. The truck had an elaborate music system with a CD changer. I could tell Beverly had been thinking about this today. She started the music before she went into the sleeper. The volume was already set to a low level and the music was obviously romantic. I followed her into the sleeper when she entered. She sat on the end of the bed and was removing her high top boots and socks. I sat and removed mine, then we scooted back into the middle of the king size bed and up until our heads were on the pillows. I marveled to myself again at the size of the bed and the sleeper. I put an arm around Beverly and turned to her pretty face to kiss her lips. We kissed gently for a few minutes. She didn't seem to be in a hurry and I wasn't either. She sighed as if she were far away a couple of times. I just sensed this might be a fantasy of hers or something and I didn't rush her. "Thank you Jack. I've dreamed so many times of making love in a sleeper. I just know you're going to make my dreams come true tonight. I'm afraid I'm beginning to love you Jack." "I think I know what you mean Beverly. I hate to admit it but before the dying I had a chip on my shoulder against women. I was running around trying to make up for what I thought were injustices done to me while I was in high school and college. I was poor then and I thought every small rejection was because I was poor. Now I'm falling in love with eight women. I know it may sound strange but it's the way I feel." "It would have been strange before Jack and probably illegal. None of that matters now. All that matters is that we do what's right for all of us. Does that make sense?" "It does to me." We kissed some more and held each other. The reefer kicked in and its noise and vibration seemed to fit right in. "I used to be in Daddy's sleeper and dream of making love in it. When I was with him I sometimes played with myself in the sleeper while he was driving. Sometimes I fantasized he was making love to me. "He never showed sexual interest in me though and I don't think I really wanted him to. It was just a fantasy. I know now he must have been able to smell my arousal sometimes. Things like that didn't occur to me back then." "Do you think it upset him?" "No. He was always very understanding. After I turned fourteen he was always careful to make sure I really wanted to come with him. He knew I was interested in boys by then and he didn't want to take me away if I wanted to stay home to be with a boyfriend. "No boyfriend could match up against Daddy though. You actually look a lot like him Jack. Not really in the face but you are about his size and have a similar build. He had dark hair and complexion like yours also. When I first saw you that night at the Broken Spoke I noticed it." "What happened to your Dad? Do you know?" I asked, wondering if I should. ------- Chapter 12 "Oh, he wasn't taken by the sickness. He was killed in a wreck a little more than five years ago. I was with him when it happened. "Daddy and I were headed south on I-55 in Illinois. We had just passed through Springfield and gotten our speed back up. There were plenty of other trucks going both ways so we knew from the CB that chances for a speed cop were slim. Daddy was doing about seventy-two or seventy-three. We weren't coming up on any traffic. "A bull rack came up behind us and pulled in to the left lane to go around. He wasn't going much faster than us; but like any trucker, he didn't want to give up any speed if he could help it. It wasn't a big deal or anything, just normal truckin. The bull rack had been talking on the radio and we knew what he was doing. "He'd been telling another driver about his V8 Cat. He'd just had the fuel timing set up in Amarillo a couple of weeks before and he was singing the praises of the mechanic and the shop he took it to. He had straight pipes, no mufflers, and I could hear them talking as he approached. It sounded sort of like a helicopter. It was like you could hear every cylinder fire individually. It really sounded good. "Just then Daddy said Shit real loud. I hadn't been paying attention to the road. I was just listening to the bull rack's pipes talking. I looked ahead and I could see what Daddy was cursing about. Some asshole in a four-wheeler, some little piece of shit Chevrolet, had missed his exit. He was on the shoulder and his backup lights were on. "That kind of thing is a real gut check for a driver. Most four-wheeler drivers can't back up worth a shit. Nine times out of ten when you see one backing up the shoulder they get confused and end up darting out into the lane backwards. This one was one of the nine. He shot out about five or six feet into our lane. There was no way we could stop. I just knew we were going to just run his ass right over. "Daddy had always said he wasn't a sad song truck driver. He swore he would never swerve and take a chance of having a bad wreck just to miss a dumbass that didn't even care enough about his own life to keep out of the way. We probably wouldn't even have been hurt at all if we'd just plowed right over him. The car was small and the front of a big truck is ninety percent heavy metal. We'd have had a ride all right, but even if the car knocked the front axle out from under us, more than likely we would have just plowed straight off onto the shoulder. Fuckups with the front axel don't cause a truck to jack knife and get in really bad shape. "Just a few seconds before we would have hit I saw, and I'm sure Daddy did too, two little kid's faces pop up to look back out of the rear window of the car. I felt our truck lurch as Daddy yanked on the wheel to miss the car. The bull rack hadn't gotten up even with us yet and he couldn't have known what was happening. "We slammed into the bull rack and we both headed toward the center median. Our right steer tire just barely clipped the four-wheeler. Daddy and the bull rack both had their brakes locked by now and tire smoke was everywhere. We didn't seem to be going over and I was just holding on and praying. "Daddy might have known, but I didn't. There was a coal bucket coming up behind us. It was empty but it was still too much. It slammed into the back of our trailer and that kicked us into the bull rack harder. "When everything got still again the three trucks were all tangled in a big mess in the median. Our trailer was ripped open and our load was scattered everywhere. The bull rack was ripped open also and there were living and dead cows all over. The coal bucket had added its weight to Daddy's jack knife. It caused the trailer to come on around and mash Daddy into the sleeper wall. Daddy was dead and so was the bull rack driver and the coal bucket driver, but I didn't have a scratch. "In a while, I don't know how long. The highway cops got there and then a DOT cop came. I knew him; he'd stopped Daddy before a time or two. I remember one time Daddy had shared some of the coffee out of his thermos with the DOT cop while he was writing Daddy up. The DOT cop's name was Ben Jameson. Daddy actually kind of liked him. He'd told me more than once that Ben wouldn't write you up more than every third time he stopped you. Ben came over to our truck and hopped on the running board on my side to look in. He was surprised to see me still in the truck and he helped me get out, cursing the other cops for not checking on me. "We hadn't even rolled over and I wasn't even hurt. I was just stunned and couldn't move. I knew Daddy was dead. After Ben got me out he climbed back up to see if he could help Daddy. He got back down and puked. He came over to me to try and console me. He called me by name and was really nice to me. He led me back to his car and put me in the front seat and asked me if I could tell him what happened. "I did and he got really pissed. He didn't say anything but I knew he was pissed. He got back out and walked over to where the other cops were with the four-wheeler. There were ambulances here by now and the kids had been taken out of the car and were in one of them being checked out. "I couldn't just sit in the cop car so I went over where the four-wheeler was, just to see what was going on. I could tell the asshole was drunk when I got there. He was cussing about sorry assed truck drivers and about Daddy running over him. I lost it and started screaming about what a dumbass drunk he was trying to back up the shoulder. He got even madder and called me a lying little bitch. He even tried to take a swing at me. Two of the speed cops grabbed hold of him. "Ben Jameson was really mad now too. He didn't have a nightstick hanging in his belt. I don't know where it was. He pulled one out of one of the other cops belts and told them to let the guy go. "He said the drunk was probably going to try resisting arrest. They let him go and Ben beat the ever-loving shit out of the guy with that nightstick. The other cops just stood back and kept tellin' the drunk, who was flat on his face now, to be still and quit fighting. I don't know how many time Ben hit the guy but it was a lot. He never hit him on the head or in the face though." "Ben stopped when he finally got tired. He looked at the other two cops and told them that the drunk had just killed three people, and that the little bit of jail time he was going to get just wasn't enough. "They didn't do anything but shake their heads in agreement. Then one of them cuffed the drunk's hands behind him. The other cop went to one of the ambulances and came back with a paramedic that was holding a pretty big syringe with a large gauge needle on it. "The paramedic cut one of the drunk's sleeves off with his bandage shears. He put rubber tubing around his upper arm to slow his blood flow so a vein would stand out. He then drew about thirty ccs of blood. One of the cops took the sample from him and he and another cop got in a patrol car and left. "Ben told me they were taking it to a lab for a blood alcohol test. That was about it that night. They took me to the hospital for observation. The next day Mom had arranged for me to fly home. Ben Jameson picked me up in his patrol car and took me to the airport and stayed with me until I boarded the plane. He told me he would do his best to see that the asshole got the maximum jail time possible. "After the asshole's trial Ben called me and told me the he got eight years. Ben said he had friends in the corrections department that would make sure he didn't get time off for good behavior and that he would have an unpleasant stay at the state's expense. That didn't help Daddy of course, but it made Momma and me feel better. A little better at least. Now I know he got the death penalty. He went into prison about four years ago. I didn't know what to do. Beverly had delivered her story almost in a monotone. Tears were streaming down her cheeks but she wasn't moaning or carrying on. I'd just held her while she talked. Now I started trying to kiss her tears away but I was just wondering what I should do. I decided to just hold her. "Thank you for listening to that Jack. I loved my Daddy so much and you've just reminded me of him. I didn't mean to spout out such a heavy bummer, but I feel so much better about it now. Do you think we could go back to kissing and hugging and try to pick up where we left off?" I didn't say anything. I just kissed her lips and she pressed her tongue between mine and hugged me closer. Soon she was pressing her whole body to me, especially her large firm breasts. I was back in the mood right away. I let my hands wander over her body and soon I was feeling over her firmly rounded ass. She pressed her pelvis into my groin and hummed down low in her throat. She rolled onto me until I was on my back and her torso was on me. Her breasts were pressed into my chest and her legs were astride one of mine. She pressed her sex against me and began rhythmically pushing it into my thigh. I could reach her ass with both hands now and I gripped and fondled it with pleasure. "You're so good to us Jack. We'd be dead soon if it weren't for you. We all want to make you happy in bed but you end up making us happy. If there's ever anything you want that you're not getting don't be bashful. Just say the word. We want to make you happy." "That's just it Beverly. What I want is for all of you to be happy. I'm the one that should be making all of you happy. Don't you know that my new life is better than anything any man could have even dreamt of? I've got eight women with me all saying they want me. Eight beautiful, sexy, built like a brick shithouse, women. You just let me know if there is ever anything I can do for you." "Just don't forget my hickey Jack. Jana just loved her night with you, but she's afraid you didn't like her much. You didn't give her a hickey," she said. "I don't mean to be telling one of you about the other and I wouldn't if I wasn't sure you would all tell all anyway, but Jana just used me up. I didn't even have the strength to think about a hickey. If she feels let down because I didn't give her one I'm sure going to fix that first thing in the morning. She won't last twenty seconds after I see her before the hickey is in the making." To make sure Beverly didn't think I was neglecting her and thinking too much about Jana on her night, I latched my lips to her neck and started her hickey. I pulled her closer to me by her ass while I was at it. Jana had slipped my mind in just a few seconds. Beverly's hips began pushing in to me more firmly and a little faster now. I moved my hands off her ass and up under her T-shirt now. I slid them up over her smooth back and around to feel her breasts. Then I reached back down for the hem to raise it and as she rose a little I pulled it off over her head. When I saw her breasts they reminded me of Jana's though. They must have been very near the size. Her areolae were about the same size and so were her nipples. Hers were also exactly centered on her breasts. Her nipples were just a tiny bit larger and they were a darker pink. Her eyes were a lighter blue and her face was different but equally as pretty. Her mouth was more generous and her lips were fuller. I rolled us over and as I took possession of one of her nipples with my mouth I moved my hands down to remove her jeans and then her panties. She raised her hips to help. When she was naked I trailed kisses down to and across her abdomen, through her sparse bush and onto her vulva. I toyed in her slit with my tongue while I removed my clothes. I was very hard now and while I wanted to eat her for a long time I just licked her slit a few times and toyed with her slightly larger than average clitoris a little. I made my way back up to cover her body with mine and as she spread her legs wider I took my dick in my hand to swipe it through her wetness a time or two. When I was sure it was wet I placed it in her and pushed firmly. She was tight and hot also and just as our pubic hairs merged and I was fully in her the unit kicked on again. The vibrations it caused were a definite plus and I could tell Beverly felt so too. She wrapped me in her arms and legs and pushed her warm wetness up to me as I stroked. She was even hotter inside than most of the others. I knew I shouldn't compare them but I couldn't help it. She was almost a copy of Jana. They were almost exactly the same size. Their pussies were equally as tight. Like with all the women so far I could feel the mellow bluntness of her cervix as I came fully into her. Her body felt softer than Jana somehow, but where Jana had seemed to just revel in whatever I did Beverly seemed to be a little more demanding while participating a little more actively. It wasn't really better it was just different. All the differences among all the women made it sexier somehow. I was well on my way now and Beverly was too. Our thrusting became more urgent and her pussy began to grasp me more firmly. I got more forceful for the last few strokes and she clutched me to her harder. Finally I just pushed it all the way in and held it as I ground my pubic bone into hers. Her clit was caught up in the rush and she exploded just as I started filling her with spurt after spurt of hot come. I pumped out my last as she went limp and I just slumped onto her, kissing her lips again and pressing my tongue back into her mouth. I didn't even roll off her before I fell asleep with my shrinking dick still in her. I don't know how long I slept. I don't know what woke me. I wasn't lying on Beverly. I was spooned up to her beautiful backside. My dick was hard and I had one hand full of titty. I could feel the nipple in my palm and it was hard but Beverly's breathing was slow and regular. I slowly got the arm she was lying on out from under her and I reluctantly released the titty I was holding. Moving away a little I gently rolled her to her back. She mumbled a word or two and I just stayed still for three or four minutes to let her sleep deepen again. I moved toward the end of the bed and spread her legs as wide as I dared then moved between them with my head near her pussy. Sticking out my tongue, I licked just the tip along the line marking her slit. I teased up and down the length of it. Slowly the outer lips became puffy and started to spread just slightly. I avoided her clit and kept teasing the widening crevice. As I began to taste her flavor she started to moisten slightly. I just kept gently toying in her opening flower as she became wetter and soon I noticed that her inner lips were swelling slightly. I just kept up this slow teasing as she became more aroused but still slept. After a while she was noticeably wet and even her clitty had begun its appearance. "Oh. Oh Jack. What a way to wake up," Beverly said, basically mumbling. I was silent but increased my manipulations. Her legs spread a little wider and she groaned again. Then she ever so slightly rocked her pussy toward my teasing tongue. She did it again just a little faster and firmer. I let my tongue tip trail up over her clitty for a tiny swipe and then went back to her slit. As I pressed my tongue into her entrance slightly I flattened it and licked a full swipe from as far as I could reach toward her asshole up to and across her clitty. She tensed a little and rocked her pussy toward my tongue. I repeated the full swipe several times slowly and presently she drew her knees up keeping her feet to the mattress. She pulled her feet back nearly to her asscheeks and it gave me a different presentation of her crotch and now I could reach her rosebud with my tongue. I pressed my tongue tip to her anus and explored in it trying to gain entry. I pressed and licked at it and finally was able to get just the tip inside. This made her wiggle her ass delightfully. As I resumed my long licks from her asshole up and over her clit she began thrusting her sex toward my tongue and I felt I could push her over with just a little effort. I concentrated on her clit, sucking it with pursed lips and vibrating it with my tongue tip. She didn't last thirty seconds until she grabbed my head with both hands and held me firmly to her. She trembled and shook for a minute or a little more and the pulled me up to cover her as she sank back limply. "What a wake up call Jack. It was just heavenly." She spent a few minutes catching her breath while I tried to keep most of my weight on my elbows and spent my time sucking and licking her nipples. When she recovered she rolled us over and straddled my hips with hers, grasping my boner and swiping it through her wet lips as she placed me where she wanted me and sank down firmly to enclose me. Beverly set up a fucking motion and away we went. I tried to match her rhythm and did for a while but she kept getting faster and faster. Finally I just strained my dick upward and held it there, as her rocking hips became a slamming blur that I couldn't hope to keep up with. She had us both yelling and coming together within five minutes and when she peaked I thought I could feel her pussy's spasms all the way down to my toes. I was drained again and I settled back into the mattress as she settled down to lie on me. I took her lovely round firm buns in my hands for my squeezing enjoyment as my dick slowly shrank and slipped out of her warmth. I enjoyed playing with her ass and the feeling of her big titties rolling in my chest hair. When she'd caught her breath she kissed me again and our tongues played for a long while. Later she wondered aloud what time it was. We had no clue in the dark sleeper so I got up and looked out the curtain to the dashboard clock. It was only five am. We went back to sleep. She woke me with a great blowjob just before eight and after I painted her throat white she gave me a deep kiss to let me taste what I'd shared with her, then she bounced out of the truck naked with her clothes in her hand saying she needed a shower. I watched her firm ass wiggle until it disappeared into my front door. All I did was lay there for a few minutes. Then I sat on the end of the bed and was about to dress to go into the house. I thought better of it and just got up and left the truck naked too and heading for the house. ------- Chapter 13 My mind drifted to what might greet me when I got inside. Probably several women in only T-shirts. The thought of it suddenly turned my limp dick to stone. I'd just spent the night with a beautiful sexy woman and I was going into my house where she and seven more beautiful and sexy women were waiting for me. Any one of them would be glad if I grabbed them and fucked them. They would happily sink to the floor and spread their legs right where they were standing if I wanted them to. Whose dick wouldn't turn to stone at that thought? When I opened the door to enter I saw Jana coming out of the hall in her morning T-shirt. I saw a momentary look of surprise on her face as she saw I was naked and aroused. This was fortunate since I needed to give her a hickey anyway. I went to her and scooped her up in my arms, kissing her mouth as soon as I had lifted her. She put her arms around my neck and returned my kiss. I headed for my bedroom carrying her. I didn't bother with closing the door as I entered. I put Jana down on her feet near the bed and reached for the hem of her T-shirt. I drew it up over he head and off. I pulled her to me for another kiss and she came enthusiastically. She pressed her breasts into my chest and my hard dick was pressed between our bodies. She wiggled herself against it as I took her squirming ass into my hands. I broke the kiss after a minute. "I need to shower. Would you mind washing my back?" "Glad to. I might even wash some other parts." We went into the bathroom and I adjusted the water. When it was just right we got in and I started kissing her again. We were wet from the shower now and the all over slipperiness was delicious. I fondled her ass and then raised my hands to maul her breast. She started pressing her pubis to me, and rubbing over me. I took hold of her asscheeks again and raised her. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I moved toward the shower wall and leaned that way. Now her back was pressed to the shower wall and this helped hold her up. Slipping a hand down off a cheek I found her pussy. I teased her opening and she was already very wet. I fumbled and waved my cock until I could grab the end with my free hand. When I got it I placed the head at her entrance and lowered her slightly as I pushed my dick up her. Jana was pulling me to her with all her strength now and she seemed much more turned on than she had in my bed on the night we'd shared. She was panting in my ear, gasping actually, and furiously fanning her pussy up and down on my dick. She was much closer to coming than I was. "God, I've always wanted to get it in the shower. I got so hot when you turned on the water I nearly popped before you even got it in me," she said, growling in my ear. Suddenly I remembered I needed to give her a hickey. I had to keep up all my girl's morale. I bent my head and latched onto her neck sucking. When she realized what I was doing she just went over. "Oh shit! Oh. Oh. I'm coming!" She gripped me hard with everything she had and after a minute or so she relaxed panting. She kissed me again then but with more tenderness than passion. During the kiss I felt her pussy give me another little squeeze. "You didn't come. You're still hard aren't you?" "Yes." "Oh, could you do my ass in here too? Please." she asked, whimpering with need. This was a little surprise for me. When we were in bed she hadn't given any indication she wanted it up the ass. It was a happy surprise though. "I'm sure it would be my pleasure. Do you think the soap will work for lube? It won't burn you inside will it?" I asked. "I don't care if it burns. I'm already burning up just thinking about your big long dick up my ass while I'm bent over in this shower. Please let me down so I can bend over and let you shove it up me." There is nothing like having a woman begging you to do something to her that you are dying to do anyway. I recommend it. I let Jana down and she turned around and took hold of a grab bar attached to the back wall. The shower is a large one and she had room to back up a little and bend at the waist while holding onto the bar. She spread her legs as I grabbed the soap. Her beautifully rounded ass looked so good just sticking out at me with water dripping off it. I lathered her ass and got plenty of soap in her crack and then I worked two soapy fingers into her butt hole. She was wiggling and jiggling her ass in her excitement. I soaped up my hard dick and put the head to her pucker and then just pressed it up her. She was tight but uncomplaining. I rested after the head popped in but she showed no discomfort so I pushed it all the way up her ass until I was pressed against her round slippery cheeks. "Yes. Oh God Yes! God that feels fantastic. Fuck me hard now you big dicked bastard. Pound that long dick up my nasty ass." I did my best. I took hold of her hips for extra leverage and just slammed it up her. I held back a little at first but she kept moaning for more so I just let her have it. When it started getting really good I bent down over her back to pinch a nipple with one hand and diddle her clitty with the other. My face was on her back between her shoulders and I just bit her back right there. She screamed out in pleasure and exploded again, crying out and groaning. I had to catch hold around her waist to keep her from falling as my dick delivered its white cargo up her ass. I held her by the waist while we were recovering. She was hanging limply from my arms. She still had hold of the grab bar but just barely. She gained her breath in a minute and was able to support herself. I rose a little and pulled back, my dick sliding out. I could see a dribble of come dripping out of her asshole and it nearly got me hard again. She just looked so hot bent over with her asshole and pussy presented. We recovered after a little and Jana was all giggly and playful while she took pains to wash me thoroughly. I received many little kisses and pinches during the process. She took pains to wash my chest and my back by soaping her titties and rubbing me all over with them. I was a happy man by the time the shower was over. While Jana was drying me I noticed the bite mark between her shoulders. I apologized to her as she turned her back to the mirror and looked over her shoulder to see it. When she located it a big smile came over her pretty face. "Don't apologize silly. Don't you know the stallion almost always bites the mare after he gives her a good fucking? Of course they don't buttfuck, but I imagine the thought's the same," she said. "It doesn't hurt does it?" I asked, still ashamed of myself. "No, it just tingles a little. It makes my pussy twitch when I notice it. I'll be trying to get more bites the next time you get hold of me you know. You realize everyone will see my naked ass when I show it off. Too bad you didn't bite me a time or two on my buns too. I'll just have to try harder next time." At this point I reminded myself that there was no way a man could ever understand what went on in a woman's mind. I just concentrated on how good it felt as Jana was tenderly drying my dick and balls. We went out into the bedroom and my dick was nearly hard again. I thought about pushing Jana onto the bed and fucking her again. I did steer her toward it and press my dick to her flank. "Oh god I want to again too Jack but I feel like I'm being selfish. Shouldn't I get one of the others to come in and let them have a little fun?" she asked. Somehow it broke my mood and I felt the pressure leaving my dick. I told her that it was probably time for me to get dressed and start doing something productive anyway. Jana looked crestfallen and I saw she wasn't far from tears. "I'm sorry Jack. I wasn't turning you down. I just felt so lucky to get to shower with you and so happy about what we'd done and I just thought I would let one of the others have a share. Please don't let me ruin your fun," she said, as tears leaked from her eyes. "Jana don't cry and don't worry about it. I knew you meant what you said about sharing and it didn't ruin anything. You just slip into your T-shirt and go out and get a cup of coffee and tell the others what a sacrifice you just made for them. I don't know why but I'm still feeling horny. You can warn them for me that they had better steer clear of me if they don't want to end up on their back today because before the day is over one or two of them are going to have to make me a V. You aren't immune either." This dried her eyes and put a smile back on her face. She bent to get her T-shirt and her cute ass just looked so inviting I had to give it a sound slap. She giggled and scampered out of the bedroom with her T-shirt in her hand. I pulled on a T-shirt, some boxers and jeans. I'd left my Red Wings in the truck and was thinking of putting on a pair of my new hiking boots but decided to put on some loafers instead. I didn't think we'd be going anywhere there was dangerous footing and the loafers would be easy to kick off. I might need to get out of my clothes quickly today. In fact I intended to need to get out of my clothes quickly. I don't know what caused it but I just seemed to have fucking on my mind today. I strolled out toward the kitchen and my pets were all gathered around Jana. Jana had her T-shirt off and they were examining her bite mark and her hickey. They were even looking at the red handprint I had left on her asscheek. They were whispering and giggling like a gaggle of schoolgirls. I walked over to the counter and Nancy grinned at me as I was approaching - then they all turned to me grinning. They didn't say anything though and Nancy just handed me a mug of coffee. I got a flash of inspiration then. "I'm sorry girls but I'm sure you'll understand that Jana has left me, temporarily I hope, a little weak in the knees. I'm going to go into the living room and I was hoping you wouldn't mind me sitting during our morning kisses and inspection today." They all looked at me with mild concern as though I might really be tired. The first one that came for her good morning kiss was in for a big surprise. It happened to be Sharon. Great. She came over to the armless straight-backed chair I was sitting in and I pulled her down into my lap. This gave her a small start but she was eager when we kissed. Deciding to have a really good time this morning, I broke the kiss after a few seconds and grabbed the hem of her T-shirt tugging it upward and trying to get it out from under her. Even if she hadn't already told me she was a virgin I would have suspected it now. She didn't even realize I was trying to get the shirt off her yet. When it dawned on her she got a really big smile on her beautiful face and helped. I finally got a good look and her beautiful big titties. They were just awesome. They were even bigger than Diane's. Like Diane's, gravity had to play a role in their management but you could not say they sagged. They were abundant but they were firm. They were perfect to the eye. Her areolae described puffy circles with about a two to two and a half inch diameter and they were perfectly centered. Her nipples were large but not obscenely so. They seemed slightly bigger around than a nickel and probably three fourths of an inch long. They were big nipples but on her big titties they seemed perfect. Her titties were magnificent and her face was beautiful. Sharon's neck was long and graceful and her shoulders and arm muscles were very well defined nearly to the point of seeming muscular. Her abdomen was classically developed and all the muscles there were defined. She was seated cross wise on my lap but I could tell again that her legs were strong but beautifully shaped. Her bush was not plentiful but it was sufficient to point the way to her womanhood. There was nothing to stop me and I just couldn't wait to get my mouth on a nipple so I inhaled the nearest one as I used my hand to fondle the other titty. She didn't really know what to do except acquiesce to my ministrations. Finally she began toying with my hair as I nursed one big titty and then switched to the other. Sharon was titty heaven and I just enjoyed myself for probably five minutes. I could soon tell she was enjoying it too as her hips began squirming. She had a minor freeze in a moment and I could tell she had just realized what that projection from my lap was. She had been wiggling her beautiful ass over and around it and it came to her that it was my dick she had been teasing with her ass. Leaving titty heaven I raised my head to kiss her lips. I noticed again she was inexperienced as a kisser, but she was enthusiastic and she soon just sucked on my tongue as it invaded her mouth. This can never be a wrong move for a woman. Girls if you find yourself with a tongue in your mouth and you don't really know what to do with it, suck on it - that will work fine until you think of something else. I had kept a handhold on one titty when I'd taken my mouth off the other to kiss Sharon. Reluctantly I released this hold now and dropped my hands to her knees. They were together and I pushed my fingers between them and press outward. Sharon spread them a little and I kept pressing until her legs were as far apart as she could get them without falling off my lap. Stroking up and back over her thighs and down over the insides I had her ass wiggling. I figured spreading her legs had caused her some excitement. It had damned sure caused me some since it allowed her pussy scent to rise to my nostrils and she smelled delicious. Sharon was a twenty-five year old woman and her pussy smelled like a teenager's. In fact she smelt similar to Jenna. I began to wonder if I would be able to keep to my original plan for the morning. After teasing her legs and thighs for a minute or two I moved my hand to cup her pussy. She was a big girl but she had a small pussy. My hand easily covered it and I was able to reach her rosebud with my forefinger while the heel of my palm still covered her tiny clitty. I squeezed her pussy and just pressed my palm to it while my fingertip teased her anus. I didn't try to get the tip in her ass since I felt that would be taking her too fast. Bringing my forefinger back to toy with her labia, I had her wet and wiggled the finger at her entrance. I knew it had to be tight but I though she must be well toned inside. I petted and rubbed gently over her magic button. I had to be careful though. I was trying to get her off without damaging her hymen during a fingerbang. Her ass was rocking to the beat of my strokes now and I almost shot off in my pants when I realized she was not only a virgin but that I was surely the first male to touch her pussy. I managed to get control of my come reflex though. I kept petting her pussy and moved my thumb down between her lips to wet it to make sure it was slick when I slid it over her hooded clitty and massaged it. She spent after about thirty seconds of this. She ripped her mouth form mine and just wailed. "Oh Jack! Oh! Oh God Jack! Oh God!" Her pussy dripped furiously and her hips made a few blindingly fast humpings then she fell limp against me. I kissed her face and neck and nibbled her earlobes and told her she was sweet and wonderful and she cooed. I promised I would always take care of her, that she was mine forever now, and that I loved her madly. She mashed her mouth to mine again at this and her tongue invaded. She was learning by doing as her kiss told me that she loved me and trusted me. Reluctantly she got up and departed for the kitchen. She carried her T-shirt and I'm sure even the other women were impressed with her body if they hadn't seen it before. Janet came in next and I was glad. By my recollection Janet was the only woman with me that I hadn't at least given a come. She came over to my chair and removed her shirt before she even sat down. With a lovely smile on her beautiful face she snuggled her ass down to tease my boner. I marveled again that all theses beautiful women had such big titties and none of them sagged in the least. Her titties, areolae, and nipples were prefect. Her nipples were a little bigger than Diane's but smaller than Sharon's. Her titties were third largest. Sharon's were biggest and Diane's next. Janet's were just a tad smaller than Diane's but they were every bit as beautiful. Janet's complexion was a slight mystery to me. Her hair was black. It was a shining nearly blue black. Here eyes were deep blue and I thought I could easily drown in them. Her skin was white though. It was as white as that you'd find on some of the fairest skinned redheads. It seemed translucent. A close look at her breasts showed faint shadows of veins under the skin. This wasn't the ugly display of a varicose vein. It was just a sexy tease of a tracing and it made my dick throb strongly. Her nipples and areolae were a rosy pink. Her body showed no fat or blemish of any kind but I couldn't detect any muscle definition. She was a beautifully curved womanly female. Her bush was the same dark black as her hair and while the hair near her pussy was tightly kinked it was not abundant and seemed to be just a sexy reminder that here was where the fun was. When she sat in my lap she spread her thighs at once and when I peeked I could tell her vulva was as tiny as the rest of them. I kissed Janet thoroughly and played with her pretty titties and then fingered her to a come. While she was coming the agitations of her beautiful ass in my lap made me stain my pants from the inside. As she was regaining her wind I whispered in her ear mostly the same things I'd told Sharon. I hadn't prepared a speech for them but, as with Sharon, I told Janet and all the others that I would care for them forever and that they were mine now and that I loved them. The morning was a big hit to say the least. I fingered every one of the to an orgasm. I blew off in my pants three times. I made sure they all knew I loved them and I'm sure they all really loved me. What could be better? Nothing that I could think of. Breakfast was great this morning. After my performances everything just seemed friendlier. I must have gotten dozens of kisses on the cheek and pats on the ass and other signs of endearment. After we'd eaten and assembled in the living room for our unofficial planning session I noticed the girls had changed their posture somehow. I couldn't really tell exactly what they'd done but by some leaning back or rolling of their hips my view had changed. I could now look out and see every pussy in the house. I now not only saw their cute little bushes peeking out at me. I could see every pussy lip that was present. I noticed they were all just a little puffy and that it was apparent in their bushes that all had been wet this morning. I didn't think life could get any better. First off Janet told me there was some equipment specific to her specialty in her office that would be a great help to her and really to all the women if we could retrieve it. I grinned and wagged my eyebrows up and down at this and everyone chuckled. I told her I could take her first thing. She said she really wanted to take her driving lesson and asked if I could take Karen. Karen was familiar with the things she needed and didn't have anything specific planned this morning. The others were planning on getting back to the things we'd gathered yesterday to inventory and label them with Jenna's help. Sharon said she would keep a close eye out security wise. She promised no male would invade my flock and that if a woman came in range I could count on another follower unless she was butt ugly. I told her I was sure by now no ugly women remained alive and I asked her not to initiate a massive search for more followers as she'd called them. They all laughed loudly at this and told me after this morning they were sure I could handle four to six more helpers. I slumped as if I was wilting and got more laughs. "You know Jack, if we do encounter another male and are forced to get rid of him it is possible he will have his own band that you would need to acquire." Sharon said. "If there are any men near I just hope they are smart enough to be looking for food and supplies and will steer clear." We adjourned then and I kept an eye out while the girls dressed. When the girls were dressed they dispersed toward their respective chores. Karen came to me and asked if I was ready. I noticed she had on her hiking boots so I told her we probably wouldn't need to wear high tops today if she wanted to change. "Good. I'm sure these are quality boots and I know the advantages if tripping or stumbling is likely, but I don't like them. I guess it's just because I've never worn anything like them. I'm getting used to them but I sure don't mind skipping them today." She went back to her bedroom and came back later wearing some slip on flats. I wondered if she had any hint I would soon be getting her out of her shoes, and everything else, probably not. We drove to a medical office building near the hospital. Karen knew just where Janet's practice was located and it was on the ground floor. We arrived at the door and it was locked. Janet had expected this and had given the key to Karen. She opened the door and we entered. Karen started looking at the end of a long hall in a room with lots of equipment and what looked very much like exotic tools. They were made of stainless steel. She was busily gathering things and putting them in the totes that I'd brought for packing. I wandered off down the hall looking around. I was actually looking for a comfortable place to fuck Karen. I was missing the wonder pussy I knew she had up between her legs, just in front of her beautiful wonder ass. Though she had moved in with me the first day like most of the others, I still hadn't had a taste of her again. Actually it had now been three or four weeks since our night together. I figured that was more than long enough. While I was exploring I opened a door to an examining room. It was different from any I'd ever seen before. It was decorated with females in mind. I decided that made perfect sense since Janet was an OBGYN and wouldn't be seeing any male patients. The examining table was very different. It had the expected stirrups but that was about all I expected. It wasn't built like a large box like others I'd seen. It was mounted on a pedestal and the cushions felt more like an expensive mattress. The pedestal type mounting left the floor space under the table nearly clear and there was also an adjustment for height available. I found the foot switch and tried it. It was working. I got a nasty idea. I adjusted the table's height so that if Karen were in the stirrups my dick would be just at the perfect height. I looked around a little and found a white smock that I could fit into. I stripped out of my clothes, put on the smock, grabbed a clipboard I saw and went back to where I'd left Karen. I entered the room and cleared my throat to get Karen's attention. on the to ------- Chapter 14 "I'm ready to examine you now miss. Please follow me," I said, and it put a devilish gleam in Karen's eyes. "Yes doctor." she answered, in a little girl's voice. I lead her into the examining room I'd found and stood aside so she could enter. I asked her to please disrobe and get onto the table with her feet in the stirrups. "All my clothes doctor?" she asked, shyly. "Yes dear, you are scheduled for a thorough examination. You will need to remove all your clothes," I said, trying to sound authoritarian. "Even my panties doctor?" she asked, in an even smaller sounding voice. "Especially your panties dear," I tried to leer at her this time. She disrobed taking her time and going more slowly as more skin was exposed. She tried to cover her breasts with one arm as she fidgeted with her jeans. I felt a surge in my dick as I heard the zipper rip down, and I stared at her openly as she struggled to get her jeans off while keeping her breasts covered. She actually blushed as her jeans came off and then she had to reveal her breasts to put both hands on the waistband of her panties to slide them down. As soon as she had her panties off she returned an arm to try and hide her breast and covered her pussy with her other hand. She just stood by the table. "Please get up on the table now dear," I said, trying to sound professional. She hopped up onto the table and lay down. She made no move to put her feet in the stirrups though. She also returned her arm to her breasts and her hand to cover her pussy. "You need to put your feet in the stirrups dear," I said, trying to sound firm with my fake doctor voice. "Oh." She stretched her feet toward the stirrups but had to scoot down the table. She reached them but her ass was still well back from the edge. I walked to the end of the table and stepped between her now spread legs. I took hold of her hips and pulled her until her beautiful ass was hanging over the end. Her weight was still on the pad but her pussy and asshole were well clear and the height of the stirrups had her hips rotated so they would have both been on display if her hand weren't covering them. I adjusted the stirrups outward spreading her legs even further. I spread them as far as I thought she could take and still be fairly comfortable. "Oh." I noticed the stirrups were padded for comfort and that their braces were also padded and were made so they would support her calves and legs. I walked up to stand by her head and told her she must put her arms down by her sides now and leave them there since I was about to begin the examination. "Oh. Ok." I bent over her face and told her to open her mouth so I could check her tonsils. She did and I pressed my lips to hers and let my tongue give her mouth a good checkup. I withdrew and kissed all over her face and then down to her ears and around her neck and throat. "Everything looks good so far dear." I kissed down her upper chest and between her breasts. Rising, I took a titty in each hand to fondle them thoroughly. After teaseing the nipples I grasped them with thumbs and fingers - pinching and twisting them gently at first and then more firmly. Her breathing had increased in pace by now and I could tell she was having difficulty being still. I leaned down to give each nipple a good kissing and sucking in turn and then I trailed kisses down to her navel and concentrated on it for a few minutes. I licked her navel, sucked on it and nibbled around it. I'd never really considered the navel a really sexy spot before but my ministrations seemed to be well received as Karen's breathing became a little ragged. "You are in good shape so far dear." I trailed my kisses down into her sparse auburn bush now and spent a few minutes licking and kissing in the hair. I even took a couple between my teeth and plucked them out. This little tinge of pain seemed to be a big hit as she groaned each time I did it. After rising again I went to the end of the table, between her legs, and was about to lean down to start licking her pussy when I spied a little roll about stool that was obviously there to make the examinations easier. I brought it to the end of the table and sat on it. It left my mouth perfectly positioned to just roll to her pussy and lick. I did so at once. I decided the little stool was one of the major discoveries of my life. I had always loved to lick pussy. The table and stool removed the one drawback to extended pussy eating. I didn't have to worry about a stiff neck now. Rolling up to Karen's pussy I just devoured it. There was plenty of time and I took it, spending ten or fifteen minutes just on her asshole. It didn't taste like chocolate this time but what the hell. I gave it my undivided attention for a while. If there had been any hair on her asshole or pussy lips I would have had it all licked off before I was through. She was moaning and yelling within five minutes of my tongue touching her anus and she kept it up, getting louder as I kept licking. Her first orgasm hit her before I had even touched her pussy. I slid a finger up her well-licked ass and pumped it back and forth a few times and it set her off. Moving to her pussy after her first come, I spent nearly an hour licking, sucking, teasing and fingering. I lost count of her climaxes and she was so spent she could hardly groan by the time I rose and kicked the stool away. I gave her a couple of minutes to catch her breath but she was still as limp as a rag. I shrugged my smock off and stepped up closer. I had judged the height just right and I was ready to get my dick wet now. "Every thing looks and taste really good down here dear. Brace yourself, this next part might feel very good." She was dripping wet everywhere near her crotch now and I just stepped forward and pressed my dick into her. It was perfect. I could give her full strokes with the merest wiggle of my hips. I got up a little head of steam and was soon pounding her good. She came hard once and I kept pumping. I wet a finger in her copious juices and slid it up her ass again. I tried to pull it out as my dick went in and vice versa. She came again shortly after. She was really spent and could hardly do anything but just lie there and take her fucking. I felt myself getting close and remembered she'd told me I was the first and only in her ass. What the hell, I didn't want her to think I hadn't liked it. I pulled out of her pussy, pressed my dickhead to her anus, and pushed it in gently. She didn't even flinch so I pushed on to the hilt. Soon I was giving her ass a good pounding of its own and in a few strokes I filled her up with come. She wasn't the only one spent after that. I guess the long build up had really primed me. I pumped more come up her ass than anything ever before. It felt like I was shooting for days. When I finished I just lay across her pussy and abdomen with the top of my head just reaching up near her titties. She raised her hands now and toyed absently in my hair. "God Jack, do I ever feel fucked? That was just amazing," she said, after a few minutes. "I really liked it myself even though I only got to come once. God what a come though. It wrung me out." "I already knew you could eat a mean pussy Jack but that was just a virtuoso performance. I don't have any idea how many orgasms I had." "It was the stool." "The stool? What did the stool have to do with it?" "It put your pussy right at tongue level. It kept my neck from getting tired. I could have sucked on your pussy until tonight and not been tired. I just stopped because I thought you'd had enough for a while." "You were right, I had. If that stool helped that much we aren't leaving here without it." "That's not all we're taking. I'm taking this whole damned table if I have to get dynamite and blast it out. This thing is just fantastic." We finally got rested and got up. We found a shower off Janet's office and washed. Karen went back to gathering the things we'd come for in the first place and I examined the table to see how it could be removed. It was simple. Four bolts held the pedestal to the floor and the table and pad portion were just bolted to the top of the pedestal. After fully retracting the stirrups it didn't really take up much room. There were four of the tables in Janet's office and I was able to disassemble them all and load them into the dualie - along with and all their stools. We were cramped for space for the totes but we finally managed and we'd loaded everything Janet requested so we mounted up and left. "Jack, would it bother you if I let Janet have my turn tonight? I think you've just given me more than enough to tide me over until tomorrow." "Ah Hah. You've had your wicked way with me and now you're tossing me aside - you heartless wench." "That's not it Jack. You've proved that you are something special but you're still a scarce resource in a manner of speaking. Besides, I've never come as many times in a month as I just did in a little more than an hour. Janet had poor luck in the draw and has waited patiently. I just think letting her have a taste tonight will be better for her, and me. I know you said you wanted to try a housewife fuck but that's probably all I'd be good for tonight and I hate to seem like a one trick pony." "No chance of that Karen. I still say you are a genuine experience. I don't want to sound jaded but I will give my undivided attention to whoever slowtrails me to my bedroom It also turns me on a little, thinking that Janet will be on the receiving end of the examination process tonight." "What do you mean?" "I'm going to set one of these tables up in my bedroom as soon as we get back. After all, it's a great labor saving device and I am a scarce resource. You said so yourself," I said, grinning at her and nearly laughing outright. "I think it's only fitting Janet be hoisted by her own petard." The damned table not only saved my neck. Just thinking about it made my dick hard. I was going to get it working in my bedroom if I had to stay up all night to do it. We were gone about an hour and a half longer than we'd expected. At the house I backed the dualie up to the front door and quickly brought the totes inside. Then I unloaded one of the pedestals and took it into my bedroom. I found a place that gave good clearance all around and set it down, then returned to the truck for the rest of the pieces to assemble one table. Janet had been surprised to see we brought the tables and was doubly surprised when she saw I was intent on setting one up in my bedroom. She asked me about it. "All in good time my darling. You will find out tonight what it's all about." I said, giving her a wicked smile. Installing the table was a cinch. With my Hilti I shot four anchor bolts into the slab, bolted the pedestal down, and reassembled the parts. The adjusting motor used regular current from an outlet and I was good to go in about an hour. I tried out the stool and found it wouldn't roll worth a shit on the carpet. I couldn't have that so I fetched a straight edge and a utility knife and neatly cut out a four by four square of carpet and pad near the end of the table. I could lay it back in place when I wasn't using the stool. The seam showed but we wouldn't be staying that much longer anyway. When I'd finished installing the examination table I stepped back and just admired my work. It made my dick hard just thinking about it so I left the bedroom closing the door. I nearly bumped into Janet in the hall and she looked as happy as I'd seen her since we'd met just a few days ago. "Karen just told me she wanted to trade nights and that you didn't mind." "Mind. How could I mind Janet? I've been lusting after you since we came to your house to pick you up. Of course, I lust after everyone else too, but I can't even conceive of any well man minding the thought you would soon be in his clutches." "Karen wouldn't give us any details. She said you had a secret and she wasn't going to tell and spoil it. She let us know you oiled her axles good though. I'm not complaining, but if you need to rest a night it will be alright with me" she said, but I could see she hoped I wouldn't need to rest. I took Janet into my arms and put my lips to hers. She parted hers at once and I gave her my tongue. Of course she was dressed now but I didn't let that stop me from grabbing her ass for a few squeezes. Her buns just felt terrific. I fondled and pinched them and then pulled her pelvis to me to mash my dick between us. When she could feel I had a hardon she took hold of my ass to pull herself to me more tightly. I released my hold on her ass and slid my hands up her sides under her T-shirt to take a grip on her beautiful white titties. I palmed them and forced my thumbs between my chest and her nipples and teased the tasty buds unmercifully. I could feel myself slipping to fuck something quickly mode so I broke the kiss and put my mouth to her ear. "Janet I'm not even sure I can wait until after lunch. If I didn't have big plans for you tonight I'd be dragging your panties off right now and doing you on the floor. I don't know what you girls have been feeding me but I've been as hard as a post almost all day. Have I been drugged?" I asked, teasingly. I was still teasing her nipples and she was still pulling on my ass. She was rubbing her self energetically against my dick now. "No. There are some drugs, like Viagra, that can improve your erections but you don't seem to need anything like that. There are even some that can boost your libido but you don't have any problems there either. I think you're just reverting to what I imagine men were like when women were for the taking by the strongest male. I've always thought normal healthy men could service, for want of a better term, ten to fifteen women it they had the women available. I also think your equipment will enlarge with use. Your penis may not grow much or at all, but I believe your testicles will probably increase in size, maybe dramatically. If you don't mind tonight I'd really like to take a few measurements," she said, only grinning a little. "As long as you are prepared to deal with the results Janet you're welcome to measure anything I've got," I said, grinning myself. We separated and shuffled into the living room, then Janet caught my arm and drew me back. "I also need to tell you about Jenna. Diane knows her cycle well and says Jenna's period is due in four days," she told me, beaming. I must have looked stupid again. I'll admit I never had even the slightest interest in a woman's period. I guess I must have ignored this aspect of sex education class. "That means she is now as safe from pregnancy as any of us. I was so excited when Karen traded with me I almost forgot to tell you. Diane brought it up. We haven't said anything to Jenna yet, though she should know it herself. If you'd like I can give her my new place tonight and you can pluck her little cherry. I hate to admit it but Diane and I can hardly wait for it to happen. We've been friends forever and I feel almost like Jenna's aunt. The very thought of you stuffing your big dick up her makes me nearly wet my pants." "Let's save the wetting the pants until later, but be sure not to forget it. I already have you in my sights for tonight. Do you know if Sharon is on the pill?" She seemed curious about my question but answered anyway. Sharon was not on the pill. Janet has already planned to put her on it though. Sharon's period was due in seven days and she told Janet it was always timely. I asked Janet if that meant Sharon would be safe in a couple of days. She told me Sharon was probably already safe. "I think everything will work out just fine then. I can ravish you tonight, then I can reward Karen for all her selfless trading of my favors tomorrow night. The next night I can pop the youngest cherry on earth and the oldest the night after that. Damn, a man with a hardon just doesn't have a chance in this new world." "What's this youngest and oldest cherry spiel?" Janet asked. "I just assumed that Jenna was a virgin from the way everyone's talked and from exploring her little pussy with my finger. From CNN's statistics I'm sure she is one of the youngest people left. Most children her age died. Sharon is a virgin also and she might have been the oldest one on earth even before the sickness." "Jenna is certainly a virgin and now that you mention it she probably is one of the youngest left alive, virgin or not. I haven't examined Sharon yet and just didn't realize she was a virgin. I wonder how she managed it with her figure?" Janet asked. "I may be talking out of school but you are a doctor and now you are her doctor by default. Sharon told me her large breasts kept her from ever even being able to have a conversation with a male, much less having any kind of a relationship." Janet looked thoughtful for a minute. Then she lifted her breasts in her hands for a second then let them drop. "I can certainly understand her problem. At least she has a good man now." Nancy started making noises about lunch being ready so we went in to eat. We had more beef and beans and that suited me fine. Nancy had baked more bread also and that was even better. We did a lot of joking and talking while we ate and Karen got some ribbing about having me alone all morning. Then Beverly started quizzing me about the construction work in my bedroom. "It was a lot of work for me girls but nothing is to good for you all. I promise you will get a first hand demonstration of the benefits soon," I said, and just smiled a wicked little smile, refusing to comment further. After lunch the women went back to counting and listing the new equipment. I didn't really have much to do. Sitting idle with all the titties jiggling made my dick hard. Hell everything made my dick hard now. I asked Beverly if everyone had gotten their driving lesson and she told me they had all learned well and were probably as good going forward as I was. Knowing a golden opportunity when I heard it I asked if she would mind helping me out with my shifting and watching me practice for a while. She agreed and I don't think she was even the slightest bit suspicious. We went outside and she headed for one of the empty trucks she'd been using for her training. I told her I thought I should practice with a load and we got in the meat truck, the one we'd slept in last night. She still didn't catch on. I fired it up and we pulled off. We headed out of the subdivision for a larger street so I could get up to speed and practice shifting the whole box. I did practice in earnest for about thirty minutes. In a few minutes she said I was probably as good as I could get from just practicing. She told me even an experienced driver usually needed a few thousand miles to get used to a new transmission. I headed back into the subdivision but parked as soon as I'd turned in. She gave me a questioning look when I popped the brakes. I turned in the seat to face her. ------- Chapter 15 "I think I could use a little more practice in the sleeper sweetheart." "Why you sneaky devil. You just brought me out here to fuck me didn't you?" "Mostly, but I did need a little help shifting too." "You can trick me and dick me anytime you want," she said, and headed into the sleeper. As I entered she was already shucking her clothes. I noticed my clothes from last night and my Red Wings had disappeared and I assumed someone was taking better care of me than I deserved. I forgot about that as Beverly's lovely titties came into my view though. I began on my own clothes and found her already naked and reclining when I'd dropped my boxers. She was lying back with her head on the pillows so I took a foot in each hand and spread her legs so I could get my face in her pussy and lick. I ate Beverly for about ten minutes and to two good comes. My neck was stiffening by then and I was thankful again for my morning's discovery. I moved over her to kiss her and felt her hand on my boner as her tongue slipped between my lips. She placed me in her entrance and I just pushed it home as her legs came around me to hold me close. I was horny all right but it wasn't urgent. I'd already had several good fucks today so I had plenty of control. I just gave Beverly a good old country fucking. She moaned and groaned and yelled and squeezed and hugged and humped as I just kept rooting around in her quim. She went off three more times before I shared some semen with her. Beverly was fucked out for the moment, she was just limp. Surprisingly I thought I could probably get it up again in about fifteen minutes or so and even faster if she sucked it a little. I didn't mention it though since she seemed wiped out. I just cuddled her in my arms and told her everything sweet I could think of. She was back with me after a few minutes. "Damn. I don't know what Nancy is feeding you but I'm sure as hell going to help her cook more often. You woke up with a hard on this morning I know for sure. Seems like it hasn't gone down for more than ten minutes since then. Jana came out of your bedroom naked with a hickey, a bite mark, and a red handprint on her ass. You took Karen to get some stuff for Janet and she came back used completely up. She even had to go take a nap. Janet must have been right when she told us you would get better with use. Three or four more days like this and Sharon is going to have to find you some more women for real. You're going to have us all fucked stupid within a week. I feel like it's Christmas," she said, grinning. "To tell you the truth I don't know what's happened. I'm damned sure glad of it though. I actually do like fucking you know." "I could tell. You aren't the only one though. I was happy as a pig in shit when I caught on to your driving practice trick. Feel free to pull that, or any other trick you can think of, on me anytime. You not only like to fuck but you are really good at it. Why don't you just lay back in this bed while I get dressed then pull us back up to the house and park. I'll go inside and see if I can find a volunteer." "I've got an even better idea Ask Sharon and Jenna if they would be too shy to see each other naked. If they aren't they can both come out and one can practice sucking my dick while the other sits on my face. You know Jenna is a virgin but you might not know Sharon is too. I want to make their first fuck really special, so I want to do it on their night. That doesn't mean they couldn't use a good come or two to hold them over. And I always like to get my dick slobbered on." "Sharon had already told me she still had her cherry. She and Jenna may be a little shy but I doubt they'll let that stop them. Nancy was right about your kinky streak too. Don't be surprised if Jana and I take our next turn with you together. Don't tell, but we're just a little kinky ourselves." Beverly had been dressing as we talked. She got under the wheel and released the brakes and we were back at the house in five minutes. My dick was hard again before she parked since I was thinking about what might be coming up. I put my head out of the curtain to watch after she left. In only a few minutes Jenna and Sharon came out the front door holding hands and smiling like it was their birthday. They looked almost like they wanted to skip to the truck. I slipped back into the sleeper before they saw me and was just lying in the middle of the bed with my dick waving as they entered through the curtain. They both stared at my hardon and I realized probably neither one had ever seen a real hard dick before. "God it is so big," Jenna said. "I'll say. I've never seen one before Jenna," Sharon said. "Me neither. How is it going to fit in my pussy?" "Or mine either. It felt really big when he had his finger teasing me this morning." "To me too." Jenna agreed. "I'm gonna make it fit somehow. I think I'll just die if I don't get it in me before long," Sharon said. "I know what you mean. It seems I've been wanting Jack to fuck me all my life and I've only known him a few days," Jenna said. "Me too. I can hardly wait." My head was just swelling all this time and my dick had started throbbing. I moved to the end of the bed and sat between the two. They were still standing. They had come to the truck in just their T-shirts and only had loafers on their feet. I removed Jenna's T-shirt and then Sharon's. "Don't worry girls. When the time comes I'll be very gentle. You don't know it, but all you girls have tight tiny pussies. I've been surprised and pleased with every pussy I've found around my house lately. Believe me it's an asset. I know you've both been waiting patiently. Janet told me today you're both safe now due to your cycles. If you want me to we can go ahead and do it right now. If you can wait just a few more days though we will have all night together. Your turn will be after two more nights Jenna and Sharon's will be the night after that." They both said they would wait so I pulled them both onto the bed with me. I directed Jenna to sit on my face first and I gave Sharon some preliminary instructions on the art of sucking a dick. I made sure they both understood I thought teeth had no role to play in fellatio. With that I pulled Jenna onto my mouth and felt the first tentative licks on my peter. I ate Jenna to two orgasms while Sharon licked on my dick. Then I had them trade and made Sharon moan as Jenna's tiny tongue and mouth got acquainted with my boner. Sharon climaxed twice on my mouth and then I called for a break and had them lie on either side of me and press their titties and pussies against me. They handled my dick with their hands for a while. I rolled Sharon away from me onto her side then and put my dick between her legs from behind. I put an arm under her and one over her and got a titty in each hand to play with. I had her put one hand under my dick to press it against her labia but not in her. I told her to play with her clit with the other as I began pulling my dick back and forth in the age-old fucking stroke. I was able to come after about five minutes since I didn't try to hold back and since Jenna was up close against my back pressing her titties and pussy to me and kissing on my neck and ear. Sharon was able to come also. I squirted semen almost to the wall of the big sleeper and then we had to find something to wipe it up. We got a towel out of the former driver's things and cleaned up my mess. Sharon and Jenna put in a little more dick licking practice then and I was hard again in no time. I snuggled up to Jenna's back then for a repeat of my last trick. We got equally good results this time as well. Sharon avoided the mess this time by hopping over Jenna and I and taking my dick head into her mouth as I went off. She recognized the signs of my explosion from her turn and she thought of the little trick all on her own. She was very proud of herself and I was proud for her. I told the girls we should probably drift back into the house after a few minutes and they slipped on their loafers and picked up their T-shirts. I saw they meant to prance bare assed back into the house and it was certainly fine with me. Just the thought of it had my dick climbing again before they even went through the curtain. As they got into the cab and the curtain dropped I could hear them whispering together. In a minute they came back into the sleeper with shy smiles on their faces. "Jack, could you do Sharon and I together on my night? Would you mind?" Jenna asked, shyly. "We are a little nervous and it was really nice out here together with you. We just thought it might help us to do it together," Sharon said. "I can't think of anything that would make me happier. Do you know almost every man's fondest wish is to have two women in bed with him at the same time? Having two wildly beautiful virgins together is better than a man would even dream of." "It's a date then." They got out of the truck and scampered naked back into the house. I watched every jiggling step. I decided to dress before my return trip. Nancy gave me devilish grin when I came in. "Welcome back Santa. You've been giving gifts all day long but they all seem to include dick." It made me blush and I just gave her a sheepish grin. I walked over to the counter and sat down and begged for coffee. "Sorry Jack no coffee for you right now.". She went to the fridge and got out a long neck and popped the top off. She set it in front of me on the counter then reached into the fridge again and brought out two dozen oysters on the half shell on a big platter. She put them down in front of me also. "Karen and Janet got to worrying about your strength when you suckered Beverly into a driving lesson. You fooled her but you didn't fool us. They snuck off in the dualie and went to a place they knew about close by and requisitioned all the oysters there. They were in a good cooler but they won't last much longer so you need to eat 'em while you got 'em." she said. "I'm just a growing boy and I need a lot of attention just now," I said, trying to sound hurt. "A growing boy. Do you realize you fucked all of us today except for Diane, Janet, and me? And you fucked Beverly soundly twice. I'm sure you're going to fuck Janet within and inch of her life tonight. No doubt about it Jack, you're a man grown already and a hell of a man at that. "At first when we all got together we were afraid we'd wear you down. We're beginning to wonder if you're going to wear us all down." "Well maybe I could restrain myself, a little at least." "Don't you dare. I wasn't complaining, I was bragging on you. The others would cut my throat if they thought I'd caused you to back off. Shit, I'd cut my own throat. Now just eat your oysters and drink your long neck and rub you big ol' dick and fuck the next one you want to. You won't be getting any squawking out of any of us." "Well, I didn't really fuck Sharon and Jenna," I said, in my defense. "They told all Jack. All you did was give them three comes each and shoot a load out from behind each of their pussies. Makes me hot just thinking about it." I swallowed the last oyster just then and downed the last of the beer. Thinking about Sharon and Jenna in the sleeper and of what they wanted on their night had me hot again. Nancy told me to rub my dick and fuck the next one I wanted to. Well hell, she was elected. I stood up and walked to her. She was fooling with something in the sink so I just wrapped my arms around her form behind and pressed my new hardon between her cheeks. She pressed herself back into me as I put my hands up to feel her titties. "Merry Christmas Nancy." "Damned if I didn't talk myself into a fucking. You horny bastard. I knew if I kept on about it long enough you'd be over here with a hardon. I'm feeling pretty damned smug right now and my pussy is dripping already," she said, obviously pleased with herself. "Need to pee?" I asked, hopefully. "No Damnit. I pissed just before you came back in. I told myself I was wasting it at the time but thought you'd be worn out after the virgins had their way with you." I let go of her breasts, pulled her T-shirt off, then reclaimed my handfuls. I was kissing on the back of her neck while palming her big titties. I used my thumbs and forefingers to pinch and twist her nipples a little while I was at it. I released her titties and started removing her jeans. She kicked out of her shoes while I was working on the snap and zipper. I just draged her panties off with her jeans. I yanked my T-shirt up and off, kicked out of my shoes, and dropped my jeans and boxers. Then I squatted behind her and licked up the crack of her ass a few times. I put a finger to her pussy and sure enough she was dripping. I looked at her sweet ass and I just couldn't help nibbling and kissing on her cheeks a little. I was ready to get my dick wet though and I stood back up. She was leaning forward over the sink and I saw right away her legs weren't long enough for a comfortable fuck like that. I looked at the counter and saw there was room to put her on it so I turned her around and picked her up and then set her back down on the counter. Sitting on it she was at just the right height. She opened her legs and arms and I walked right up. She reached down and swiped my dick head through her lips a time or two and then put me in. I pressed it up where it liked to be and just stood still a minute and she milked it with her pussy. She wasn't burning hot like the other day, so I just kissed her and we played tongues a little as I teased her titties and nipples some more. Then I just started long slow strokes in her tight pussy. I pulled all the way out, just keeping my dickhead pressed to her slit before I pushed it back up her. This left me entering her anew on every stroke. I had to be careful not to pull back and loose contact since my dick would have sprung up and lost the alignment. I paid attention though because it felt so good to my dickhead just pushing through her lips every time. This wasn't really getting me close to coming, it just felt so damned good and it was really twisting her knobs. "God damn how can you do that Jack. It just feels so fucking good with you pulling it all the way out and then pushing it all the way back in every time. God, I'm gonna go any second. How can you make me come so fast?" I knew she was just talking to her self but if she thought this was making her come fast I had another trick. I dropped a hand to her pussy and carefully got her clit between my thumb and a finger and gave it just the tiniest pinch. "That's it you long dicked bastard. That's it. Give me a few hard ones and then just let me die," she screamed. I slammed her hard five or six long strokes and she just trembled until she went limp. She sagged against me with her head resting on my shoulder. I just kept slowly stroking in and out of her. I guess Diane happened to walk into her line of sight. "Diane, help me please. Long dick here is gonna screw me to death if you don't come and give me some relief," she said, and actually sounded like she was pleading. I could hear Diane approaching and it almost sounded like she was running. She was beside us removing her clothes in just a couple of seconds. "You poor baby. Were you just innocently cooking when he came and stuck that big old dick up you?" Diane asked. "Not really. He came for some coffee and I gave him a beer and that plate of oysters instead. I teased him some about all the fucking he'd been doing today. The next thing I new he had my panties off and his dick up in me. It was so good, but the big bastard hasn't even thought about coming yet. You won't believe the new little trick he's learned either. He made me pop in just a couple of minutes." I could tell from Diane's breathing she was getting excited. I eased my dick out of Nancy and put her on the floor. I turned to Diane and saw her big titties were bare and she'd just stepped out of her panties. I picked her up by her waist and set her where Nancy had been. "Oh the counter top is still warm," she said. "It's a wonder it didn't burn you as hot as Nancy's ass was just a little bit ago." "Well you did it you big fucker. And you're welcome to do it again anytime you want. Just give me a little time to catch my breath." Nancy said. I had a big tittied blonde in my sights now though so I stopped talking and started kissing. Diane was ready to play. She hugged my neck and her mouth made my tongue feel welcome as I pushed it in. I had her ass right on the edge of the counter and as I stepped up to mash her titties against my chest I felt the base of my upright hardon press into her dampening pussy. Kissing her mouth, I pressed the bottom of my dick to her pussy. I ran my hands up and back over her legs and ass, eventually sneaking them up to fondle her wonderful titties. Playing my thumbs across her nipples a little, by now I could feel the juice leaking out around my dick. I didn't break our kiss but stepped back enough to grab my dick. Wetting the head between her lips I placed it to her entrance and pushed it in slowly and smoothly all the way to the bottom. I pulled it back carefully trying to do the same as I had with Nancy. It came out too far and popped up. I positioned it with my hand and tried again but it popped up again. I placed it again and tried to decide what was different about Diane's pussy. It came to me that Nancy's clit, and the top of her slit, had seemed to hang over my dick head when it was just out of her, holding it down and in place. I broke my kiss with Diane and leaned back just a little to watch my dick going in and out. I saw the difference. Nancy had been sitting with her backbone flexed forward at the base of her spine and Diane was sitting with her back straighter. I kept my dickhead just inside her and put one hand on her hip and the other behind her back. I held her in place by her hip and just pulled a little with my other hand. She was paying attention and shifted her backbone when she felt me put a little pressure on her back. This caused her pussy to tilt just enough for things to work. "Is that uncomfortable for you back?" "Not at all." "Here we go then. I think you'll like this. Nancy sure seemed to." I kept my eyes on our important parts and pulled my dick out again. It worked perfectly. My dickhead just came out and nuzzeled up under her clit in the top of her slit, I pushed it back in slowly and it pushed through her lips again. "Oh. That is nice." Starting a slow long-dicking, I took hold of her titties again and when I was confident I could keep this going good I put my mouth back to hers. I decided it wasn't only pushing through their lips each time that made it so good to them. My dick rubbing the bottom of their clitty was really turning them on also. Diane didn't last much longer than Nancy had. She was huffing and puffing after just a few strokes. I dropped my hands to her ass and started pressing in harder on each stroke. I didn't increase my speed though. I just kept up the long slow strokes. I kept my mouth to hers and she couldn't moan very loudly but she gave it her best shot. Shortly she just blew up on me. She hugged me tighter and she wrapped my waist with her legs and held me in her. I still hadn't come but the spasms in her pussy while she climaxed were helping me along. She relaxed a little in a few seconds and I gave her ten or twelve good hard full-length strokes and I was finally able to shoot my wad. We leaned together and hugged each other as we caught our breath. We untangled from each other after a few minutes of kissing. I put Diane down on the floor and gave he ass a swat. Nancy left for a couple of minutes while Diane and I had been fucking but she'd come back in dressed again just as I was coming. She had picked up our clothes and put them on the counter while we were catching our breath. Diane thanked her for it but picked hers up and headed toward the hall, naked except for stepping into her shoes. ------- Chapter 16 I dressed where I was and then went back to Nancy and hugged her giving her another sweet kiss. "You're such a sweetie Nancy. I just love your smiling face and your tight little pussy. It taught my dick a new trick today." "Don't I know it? I nearly blew on the third stroke. I've got to hand it to you Jack. If you have anything left for Janet tonight that will mean you bagged us all in one day. You're getting to be amazing "I don't know what it was today Nancy. I just woke up horny and I've been that way all day. You needn't worry about Janet. With what's in store for her I wouldn't even need a dick to have her talking to herself in the morning." "You know best Jack. I'm beginning to think you're a doctor yourself. You're the doctor of dick. I'm just happy for that last injection." I decided to take a quick shower and left Nancy cooking. Suppertime rolled around and Nancy had another good meal for us despite my earlier interruption. I kept glancing at Janet and every time I did it seemed her pretty eyes were right on mine. Her stiff nipples seemed to be calling me. I just couldn't believe I'd had so much sex today and still was drooling for more. I was though. My dick was so hard you'd have thought I hadn't been laid in weeks. After dinner talking and joking in the living room was just as bad. Every time my gaze fell on Janet my dick gave me a twitch. I couldn't stand it any longer by nine pm. I looked at her, crooked my finger, and mouthed bedtime. She smiled and met me as I got up to close with her. I gave her a good kiss in front of all the others and we walked toward my bedroom arm in arm. When we were inside I shut the door and made sure it was locked. I turned back to Janet and she had a playful look on her face. "Are you afraid I'll sneak out?" I looked right into her eyes and put my most serious expression on my face. "I'm afraid the others will come running when they hear you screaming." She tried to make light of it but I kept my face serious. I broke the tension before she got upset. "Nancy is going to grant me a doctorate. The doctor of dick. Jack Parsons DD. How does that sound. All I have to do is finish my dissertation. That being you." I gave her my most evil grin and then a big wink. She actually seemed a little bit relieved. She glanced at the examining table and another little smile crossed her lips. "Are you going to examine me?" "Turn about is fair play, doctor. I do promise you the warmest speculum you've ever come across though." She laughed outright at this. Then she giggled and walked up to me to put a kiss on my lips that would probably cure the sickness. I didn't have on the smock but I had it hidden in the bathroom. I did try my fake doctor voice on Janet though. "The doctor will be in for your examination soon Miss. Please disrobe and lie on the table." She gave me a little look and then went over near the table and began undressing. I went into the bathroom and hurried out of my clothes. When I put on the smock I buttoned it up this time. It was a tight fit but I struggled into it. Looking down, I saw my hard dick jutting out and making a large lump. I fished it out through the front and now it just waved proudly. It's jutting pinkness made a nice contrast with the white smock. I came out of the bathroom in the smock. Janet was lying on the table and I could see she almost laughed seeing me in one of her smocks with my dick sticking straight out the front. She got a grip and didn't. I came over to stand beside her. "Now Miss, before we begin your examination can you tell me if you have any specific complaints?" "Well doctor my lips and mouth seem very dry lately." "I see." I bent down to kiss her and soon I was examining her tonsils with my tongue. I pulled back just a little and placed little kisses all over her face, then her ears and neck and finally in the hollow of her throat. I continued down her upper chest until I just reached the top edges of her breasts. "Did that help Miss?" I asked standing again. "Yes it did doctor, but now my nipples seem to be tingling." I resumed where I'd left off. I marveled again at the firmness of all the women's breasts. Janet's seemed to just stand right up and didn't offer to even lean off to one side or the other. I kissed all around the bases of both of them and then circled my way up to the nipples in turn. I sucked and licked and even nibbled on each nipple for quite a while. Janet put her hands up in my hair once and I had to remind her that she needed to keep them down by her side for a proper examination. She did after that. I finally kissed my way to her navel and gave it some attention. Sucking and kissing there put her hips into motion. It was just a slight squirming but it was noticeable. "Now Miss, are your breasts feeling better." "Oh Yes! They feel much better now doctor. Only now my vagina seems to be itching up inside. It's almost like a burning feeling." "This may be more serious than I thought. Perhaps you should move down on the table and put your feet in the stirrups." She scooted that pretty ass toward the end of the table and put her feet in the stirrups. I walked to the end and pulled her ass just off the end like I'd done to Karen. I spread the stirrups, which spread her legs. I left her gaping with her legs spread as far as I thought she could comfortably tolerate. Stepping back, I unbuttoned and took off the smock. I stepped up between her legs and held my dick down to point straight out. I moved up until just the end of my dick touched her. It needed just a little adjustment for perfect height and so I hit the foot switch. Janet heard the noise and then felt the table moving. She gave a little shiver. "Oh Jack, what are you doing?" "Nothing to worry about Miss. I just need to adjust the peter to pussy height ratio." The table moved slowly but it was in place in just a few seconds. I watched Janet though and I could tell she'd had sexual thoughts about her office equipment before. There was sweat on her upper lip now and she gave a little shiver every now and then. I had a brainstorm. I moved forward and put about three inches of dick into her. She was dripping fuck oil now. She milked at the end of my dick with her pussy and cocked her hips a time or two trying to get more into her. "Please try to be still Miss. This part of the examination is very delicate and must be done carefully." It made Janet shiver again. I could tell she was trying to be still but just couldn't. Something about getting dicked on her examination table was winding her up tight. "I wonder how many women have been examined on this table?" I asked, lecherously. "None with this type of equipment I can assure you," she said, nearly yelling. "Oh. I find I get wonderful results with the meat probe." "You are damned sure right about that. Could you examine me a little deeper Goddammit. Please." "All in good time Miss. I'm afraid I need to make a few more adjustments." I left my dick in her and hit the foot switch. I moved her up a couple of inches and then I moved her down. She began pumping her hips wildly after just a few seconds and was gripping the sides of the table tightly with her hands. She turned loose of the table and began twisting and pulling on he nipples. "Oh shit. Oh shit. I can't believe you're fucking me with my table. Oh God. I wish the motherfucker went back and forth!" Janet said, screaming it. I'm sure everyone in the house could hear Janet perfectly well as she screamed through her climax. I adjusted the table for perfect fucking height while she was still babbling loudly. I reached around the outside of her thighs and took hold of their tops up near her hip joint. When she had partially settled down and was just gasping for breath I pulled her to me firmly with my handgrip on the tops of her thighs. I shot my hips forward and drove my dick in to the hilt. I could get deep penetration in this upside down dog fuck position that the table and stirrups put Janet in. I felt my dickhead hit her cervix strongly and it felt like it went almost through it. This near cervical penetration and the smashing of her clit against my pubis sent Janet right back over the top. "Shit. Goddammit. You're fucking me to death Jack! Oh God. Move the table Jack. Move the fucking table. Please move the fucking table you son of a bitch." She was screaming again and I knew she would be hoarse from this later. I hadn't even pumped my dick. I just held it deep in her and hit the foot switch. "That's it. That's it you mother fucker that's it. Oh God, I'm gonna die! Just fuck me til I quit breathing." Janet said, still screaming and then she climaxed again. I had a hardon of course and her squeezing grasping pussy felt wonderful around it but I was nowhere near coming. I don't know why exactly, but I suspect it had something to do with the feeling of absolute control I had. I knew it wasn't all my doing. She must have some strong fantasy, which included her getting soundly fucked on one of these tables. I didn't care exactly what the fantasy was but I knew I was going to use it to the hilt. Janet was calming a little now and had quit screaming. I pulled my dick back out until the tip was just touching her outer lips. It popped up when I first drew it out but I placed it again and hit the foot switch as I slammed it up in her as hard as I could. I felt the head bash her cervix as my pubis crashed into hers to smash her clit again. "Oh my God!" Janet screamed in climax again and promptly fainted. She was breathing deeply but just lying limp on the table. The room was cool but Janet was soaked in sweat. I stood there with my dick all the way up her pussy for a minute or two then decided to see if I could pump a little life back into her and started a long slow stroking. It probably didn't do much for Janet but it sure felt good to me. She did come back after a few more minutes and I stopped the stroking. "I'm glad to see you're awake again Miss. How is the itching and burning in your vagina now?" I asked. "I think you've cured that completely for a while doctor." "Very good. I was hoping you could help me with my research now. I've been studying the G-spot but I'm having difficulty locating it. Can you help?" Janet told me she'd never tried to locate her G-spot but gave me a hint about where I might find it. She warned it would be very sensitive. She also said some thought stimulating it wouldn't give good results at first it seemed to almost need a breaking in period. It supposedly needed slowly increasing stimulation over weeks. I suggested we might as well begin our research. I asked her to report all findings immediately including any suggestions she might have regarding technique. She agreed. I stepped to her side and started wiggling two fingers into her entrance slowly. I had my palm up and soon had my fingers fully inside her. I know this might sound a little clinical but Janet was not acting clinical. Her hips were moving in three or four directions at once. Despite all the shit you read about looking for a G-spot and how hard it is to find and recognize I found Janet's about fifteen seconds after I had my fingers inside her. I curled them upward and lightly pulled the pads on the fingertips down toward her pussy while keeping them in contact with the upper wall of her vagina. She announced my arrival loudly and at once. "That's it. That's it Jack. Very gentle now, that almost seems too hard. Gentle. Oh that's better. Just rub across it lightly." I could feel just the tiniest bumps or just slight ridges. I rubbed my fingertips across them ever so lightly. Janet was huffing and puffing again and returned to thrusting her hips toward my hand. I decided to get creative and I closed the palm of my hand up to settle down over her clit. Then I pressed my fingertips toward my palm with her clit and G-spot trapped between them. She exploded at once. "Argh!" she screamed, and promptly fainted again. I pulled my fingers out of her and since her pussy felt so good around my dick I slid it up her again. She wasn't busy now anyway since she was unconscious. I made another accidental scientific discovery then. I brushed my foot against another part of the table's foot switch and it moved in a different way. It started coming up in back actually raising Janet toward a sitting position. I stopped it fearing it would let her slide off like being dumped from a dump truck. Looking toward her legs I saw the stirrup arms had actually moved also and seemed to be providing support under her legs. This would keep her in place. I moved it a little more and discovered it must be much more complicated than I'd thought at first. Even though it was moving Janet upward it was somehow adjusting itself as it went to keep her pussy in exactly the same location. It was changing the angle of my entry of course but wasn't moving the height of her pussy's entrance. I began to have suspicions about what the table was actually designed for. I couldn't think of any use that would require the obvious extra design bother required to keep it positioned perfectly for fucking. It hit me after a minute it was probably also some type of expensive birthing chair. I knew they'd come back into fashion, and the table's strange maneuvering would keep it from moving the point of action around during a critical time. I'd ask Janet about it later if I thought about it. In the meantime I tilted her to what I thought was a position that would give me the perfect angle for the ages old stroke I was about to start. I put my dickhead against her vulva and waited for her eyes to open. This new angle left her titties within easy reach also, for hands or lips. I could even manage to kiss her from here. I did when she opened her eyes. She was a little disoriented at first but she recognized my tongue and started to kiss back with enthusiasm. I pushed my dick up in her and began long slow strokes. I wasn't trying to make her come now, I was trying to make me come. If she got off, so much the better, but I was interested in pumping some come into her at the moment. She seemed to accept my intentions like a trooper and started helping with her milking pussy. As it started feeling better and better to me my strokes got shorter and faster. Her milking action got stronger too. It might have seemed a little mundane compared to what we had been doing but it felt like heaven to me. Soon I was only pulling back three or four inches and just slamming my dick back up her as hard as I could. Then I was the one yelling and I'm sure it was even louder than Janet's earlier performance. I pumped her tank full and then leaned over onto her. I don't think she got off but she didn't seem to mind. She stroked my back and twirled her fingers in my hair. Then she kissed my face and ears, nibbled on my earlobes, and blew her hot breath over my ears making a sexy sound. "I see you found the birthing chair adjustments. The sales representative for the manufacturer, a woman doctor, told me this positioning was absolutely heavenly, but I've never tried it before. If she's still alive and we ever run across her we're going to have to thank her." "If she's dead and we can find where she's buried we'll put up a monument. "Now, if I could just find a few places around the table to attach restraining devices I would proclaim this thing perfect." "God. I'm glad you didn't find them. I'm afraid I couldn't even think about being restrained without coming. You wouldn't even have had to touch me. Just tie me down and I'd probably just come to death. Especially if you moved the table a time or two," she said "You mean you do have restraints to go with these things?" "Of course Jack, it's not unusual to have to restrain pregnant women during delivery. I bought all the restraint packages that were available for these tables. I even bought the undocumented package," she said, grinning. "Undocumented package?" "Yes, they were the types of things that would never be advertised for such an expensive piece of medical equipment. Things doctors could never justify using on a patient. I think they were originally designed in hopes some male doctors might buy them to use on very friendly nurses. The sales representative told me they'd never sold a table to any doctor male or female that didn't buy that particular package, even though it is four times more expensive than any of the others," Janet said, and giggled. "Janet, did you have any male patients?" "No, I'm also a certified urologist and fully capable of treating men but I never asked primary care physicians to refer any male patients. If a man had called or walked into my office to arrange an appointment he wouldn't have been refused, no man ever did though. Don't worry Jack, I know exactly how your great big dick works and if something goes wrong I have a vested interest in fixing it. I put a lot of study into dicks even though I haven't actually seen that many." I grabbed my dick and shook it a little and told her I felt better already. Then I remembered something. "Did Karen know to get the restraints when we went to your office?" I asked. "That's right. I didn't list them because it didn't occur to me you could remove the tables. Those bastards charged me seven thousand dollars each to install them and it took four days apiece. I was stunned when you brought one in and had it installed and assembled in a couple of hours." "Honey you just thought you'd never been fucked on the tables." "It didn't really matter. They were a large part of building my client base. Once I examined a woman in my office she always returned. The décor of the rooms helped but I always felt the design of the tables took away the bad feelings women often had about their examinations. These tables made me a lot more money than they cost." "Well, let's not forget getting those restraints is our next order of daytime business. I want to keep them secret also, so don't tell any of the others please. You and I will go fetch them together." ------- Chapter 17 We were rested now and I wasn't through with Janet. I hit the switch to return the table to the horizontal position. When it was level I went back into doctor mode and asked Janet to remove her feet from the stirrups and slide up the table until her feet were on it. This was another feature I liked about the tables. They were long enough for someone to lie on them fully without having to raise an additional section at the end. When she was fully on the table I had her turn over to lie on her front. He ass was just magnificent in this position. It just shouted, Spank me with its white jutting firmness. That would come after the restraints were available though. Halfway around the world was next on the agenda for Janet. I had enjoyed it when Diane did it for me and this looked like a good time to give it a try. I didn't have a glass of water to keep my mouth from getting dry but I decided I could probably find enough moisture on Janet if it became a problem. Even though the backside may seem to lack good parts for licking it actually has plenty. I spent about an hour licking Janet. She was so hot by the time I finished she had a puddle of her own juices under her. I left her panting and walked to my bedside table for a tube of KY. I came back to the table and pulled Janet down to the end, letting her legs hang off and putting her in great ass-fucking position. I adjusted the table until she could just get her feet on the floor. This left her at nearly the perfect height. Walking up to her, I only had to bend my knees a little to slide up into her pussy and I pumped her slowly as I greased up the crack of her ass and her pucker. She guessed what was coming when I started and I could tell it excited her. I even put the tube to her pucker and pressed a big glob up her ass. It only took a few strokes with my greasy hand to coat my dick liberally, and when I was done I dropped the lube, placed my dickhead to her asshole and entered slowly. She tensed and I paused when the head passed through her sphincter. I let her adjust for a few seconds and then slid it home. Janet sucked in her breath and I asked if she was all right. She said she felt fine and was feeling better by the second so I started a pumping rhythm. Her asshole was tight, of course, but felt good to me. I always liked to watch my dick sliding in an out of a woman's ass. I liked to watch it drag the flesh of her hole out and then press it back in to see their ass cheeks standing firm and jiggling. We got faster as we went along and soon I was really giving it to her. She didn't complain and started pinching down around my dick with her ass. The faster I pumped the harder she pinched. I remembered her table fetish and hit the foot switch to give it a little jerk. "Oh god that's good. Hit it again you table moving bastard. You know that sets me off." I just kept pumping and started messing with the foot switch - changing the height and the angle. Janet started howling without making any coherent sense. She was screaming and then coming. It was really getting to me too and finally I left the switch alone, bent over her back, and pounded. The short strokes got my come pumping in just a bit and as I let go I laid my head on her and just rooted my dick up he ass as far as I could. My mouth was on her shoulder and I bit her on the top of it. I'd never been much of a biter before, but if I felt like it now I just did it. If any of them ever complained I would try not to bite them again, but until they said something I was going to bite them when the mood struck. At least I tried not to break the skin. Janet was just about used up after this round and I was getting worn a little thin myself. I decided to save the stool trick for next time. When we could breathe again I carried her to the bed, turned it down and put her in. I lay her on her back and I crawled in beside her, pulling the cover over us. I gave her a good kissing for a couple of minutes and then put my mouth to her neck and sucked a hickey on her. I didn't want to forget that again. In the morning I woke first - spooned up to Janet's back with one arm over her. I had a handful of titty and lay there squeezing it gently for a while. I played with and twisted her nipple after a minute and then started stroking over he abdomen and down into her tightly curled pubes. Her pubic hair was a novelty for me. It seemed so soft and almost luxurious but was tightly curled and actually seemed like a soft puffy little pillow just above her pussy. She'd told me she didn't trim or thin it at all and I'd examined it thoroughly last night without finding any evidence she was fibbing. Still it was very regular and had distinct borders. There were no hairs on her lips or perineum or around her anus. She just had a neat tidy bush that ended in a point just at the top of her slit. Finally I let my fingers gently invade her pussy. There wasn't any wetness yet this morning so I slid my fingertips up and down and over her vulva trying to get some slipperiness started. I could feel it after a couple of minutes. I tried to spread some on one fingertip and then used that one to trace down and back over the line of her labia majora's joining. Soon I could feel them give way slightly and I was teasing inside her moistening slit. Remembering my G-spot lesson and experimentation from last night, I thought it might be time for more along those lines. She'd told me repeated stimulation of the G-spot over time was said to make it even more receptive. In other words the more you played with it the better it felt. She'd also told me this needed to be done over days and even weeks. Just rubbing it and keeping at it could be painful. I'd given hers a good workout at the first of last night's lesson, but I was hoping the several hours of rest I'd let it have would let me spend a little more time with it this morning. Janet was still asleep and I was trying not to wake her. I'd discovered on Beverly I got a real thrill waking a woman up with an orgasm. I was going to try to do it to Janet. It wasn't like Janet hadn't caught up on her orgasms last night. She had. She'd finally begged me to stop making her come and to please just stick my dick in her and fuck her a while to get myself off. Who was I to argue? Today was another day though and I thought it was time for Janet's next come. I took my time worrying a finger into her entrance. Like all the others she had a very small pussy. It would easily stretch to accommodate, but I would have to go slow to keep from waking her. Her hips had started to squirm just a little by now and her wetness no longer had to be sought. She made a little sound with her mouth and shifted on the bed. I backed up a little and as she was moving I put a hand on her hip and was able to get her onto her back. She settled back into deeper sleep and after I thought the danger had passed I tugged gently on one leg and then the other until I had her spread out nicely. I went back to invading her pussy slowly. It took nearly ten minutes of slow work, but I finally had the first two fingers of my hand fully inserted. I rotated them until my palm was up - feeling very gently with my fingertips for her G-spot. I found it right away and with my first tiny stroke across it she pushed her pussy firmly up to my hand and moaned lowly though she still slept. After four or five gentle strokes across it I could tell this still worked every bit as well as last night. Even though she was asleep her hips were now fully involved. She pressed herself firmly to me and pumped her hips back smartly for the next stroke. Presently I felt her upper body move. "Oh. Oh! Oh you sneaky bastard. Oh God. Oh please stop that and fuck me now. Please fuck me. Oh please. Please. Please!" she said, begging and nearly yelling. I pulled my fingers from her at once and moved between her beautiful legs, putting my dickhead in her entrance. She was so wet I didn't bother to try and wet my dickhead. I didn't need to. I just pushed it up her hard and settled my weight on her after it was all the way up. "Oh God Damn that's so good. Jesus, I hope that thing doesn't get any longer. I feel it in my throat now. It feels so fucking good. Pump it in me. Pump me hard now. I need it." I gave her ten or twelve long hard strokes and her legs shot around me as she pulled hard against my ass with every pump. "That's it motherfucker. That's it. I'm already there. Don't stop though, just keep fucking. "Goddamn that's it you horse dicked bastard!" If anyone in the house had been asleep when Janet started explaining how she felt about what I was doing they were awake by now. I noticed last night Janet wasn't shy about expressing herself vocally during sex. She squeezed me with every muscle she had for nearly a minute and then fell back limp. Her arms and legs slid off me from their own weight. I kept my weight on my elbows and slowly pumped my dick in and out of her limp body. I kissed her lips and told her that I loved her and that I loved her sweet tiny pussy and that I was thinking about just lying here on top of her and fucking all day long. She managed to get enough strength to smile at me. "You really do say the sweetest things you big dicked son of a bitch. You just fuck the shit out of a girl and make her love it. I love you too Dr Dick. I love your big long dick when it's as hard as a brick and I love it when it's shriveled and asleep. I love your pinching stroking teasing fingers. I love your biting nibbling sucking mouth. I love your teasing licking tongue, and I love you. I knew the first minute I saw you I wanted you to fuck me. When you and Karen came to get me I wanted you to just push me down and fuck me right there. It just shot through me when I saw you ogling my titties. My nipples and pussy started tingling right away. I was wet in seconds and I wanted to pull that T-shirt off over my head and drag my shorts and panties off and just lie down and spread my legs. Karen was in the same shape and I know if I'd started stripping we'd have both been on the floor naked in seconds. I held off though, because we needed to pack my things and leave. "I know something else after last night though. I loved every second of it, but I'm going to try my best to get another girl to come with me next time. I really believe you are just more man than one woman can handle one on one. I don't know if you were always this way or if the sickness somehow caused this, or if all the women around you now caused it, but you are really something else. Don't think I won't lay right down and spread my legs anytime you want me to though. It's just if I'm going to be with you all night again I'm going to try and recruit a little help. "Does that bother you?" she asked, thoughtful for a second. "About like it would bother a six year old boy if you told him he couldn't have one ice cream he had to eat two." Even though I hadn't shot my wad in Janet this morning, I crawled out of bed. My dick had gone down a little while she was talking. I asked if she wanted to shower with me and she said she'd really like to but didn't have the strength right now. She said she knew none of the others could have slept through her screaming and giggled a little, telling me to stick my head out the door and crook my finger at the first one I saw. I did it unlocking the door and putting my head out. I saw Sharon coming down the hall in her morning T-shirt so I motioned her over. "I'm going to shower. Could you come wash my back?" I asked. Her face lit up as she nodded and followed me into the room, eyeing my dick that was now on the rise again. She hesitated slightly when she saw Janet, who had drifted back to sleep. I took Sharon's hand in mine and led her over to the bed. I pulled the covers up over Janet and kissed her on the forehead. Turning back to Sharon, I pulled the T-shirt off her spectacular body then took her hand again and led her into the bathroom. When the water was warm we got in the shower and I reached for the soap. Sharon stopped me. "I know I'm not experienced, but Jana was really sweet and told me the best way to wash you in case I got the chance. I'll do the washing and you can just stand there. If you see anything you want to play with just help yourself." She had a big beautiful smile on her face as she told me this, trying to sound serious. I just admired her beautiful wet naked body as she reached for the shampoo. She got my head wet and told me to close my eyes. I did after I located her titties to fondle while I was getting my hair shampooed. Sharon washed my hair and head and dick while I played were her astonishing titties. She rinsed my head then soaped up her titties and washed me all over by rubbing them on me then soaped up her hand and gave my dick a serious washing. I was as hard as I got when she rinsed the soap off it. "Sharon do you remember your blowjob lesson?" "Of course. Just stand still and hold on to one of the bars. That's next." She knelt in front of me and took my dick in her pretty mouth. I knew at once she'd received further coaching. She was able to get nearly half of my dick in her mouth and she put suction on it and began stroking and caressing it with her tongue. One hand came up and began stroking the remainder of my dick while the other still had the soap and she washed my asscrack and down to my nuts. She worked up a good lather on my nuts and then teased them as she sucked. She felt me getting close and took her mouth off my dick but kept stroking it. "Do you want me to swallow it Jack or do you want to give me a pearl necklace," she asked, with a lecherous grin. Someone had given Sharon some detailed instructions on cocksucking. I wondered if they'd mentioned deep throating. I hoped I'd find out later. "Just swallow this time. I'm saving your first pearl necklace for when I give you a titty fuck." "Will you really titty fuck me? Nancy told me about it, but she said you hadn't done it to any of us yet." "We're going to have time to get around to a lot of things we haven't done yet. I promise you are going to get a titty fucking shortly after I pop your cherry." "I'm dripping just thinking about it. Oh, I'd better get back to the blowjob." It didn't take her long to get the job done after that and I knew she'd had really specific instructions. When she felt me get close again she turned up the suction and slid a soapy finger right up my ass. She hit my prostate on the first try and got a fountain of come for her efforts. She didn't loose a drop either. I was surprised it was a fairly draining come for me. I'm sure my knowing Sharon was a virgin and it was her first real blowjob made it better. Her fantastic body was also a boost. When I caught my breath I pulled her back up to stand, kissing her lips and sending my tongue to see if I could find a taste of my come. I couldn't. I sat on my ass in front of her then, taking her fabulous asscheeks in my hand and pulling her sweet pussy to my mouth. She was really dripping and I guessed the blowjob had been exciting to her also. She started trembling with the first lick up her lips and she just froze up and quivered after about five minutes. I stood back up to help hold her up as she recovered and then rinsed her pussy thoroughly, doing her titties as my finale. They may not have needed it but I made sure anyhow. We stepped out and dried each other. My dick was hard again before we were through. I stifled my urge though. I just couldn't fuck every time I got it up. There were other things I needed to do. When we stepped back into the bedroom Janet was still sleeping. She looked so peaceful, almost serene. My dick was still hard though. I pulled Sharon's naked loveliness back to me and took hold of my dick. She spread her legs slightly as I put it between them, letting it just stick through under her pussy and out the back. I kissed her and ravished her mouth with my lips and tongue for a minute then broke our kiss. I was fondling and exploring her ass with my hands. "Sharon, you know I'm a pretty big ass man don't you?" I said, grinning wickedly and making her shiver. "I've heard rumors." "What do you think about it?" She squeezed my dick with her thighs and sighed. "It's making me wet again thinking about it. I'm dying to try that along with everything else. You have to remember I've never done anything. I've hardly ever kissed." "I should have asked you in the shower. That's a great place to do it." "Jana told us. I thought about it then, but I was enjoying giving you a blowjob and you seemed to like it." "I did like it and I should probably show you conventional sex first. Besides, Janet looks like she may need some additional rest today. She didn't really get all that much sleep last night." "We heard," she said, giggling. "I'd hate for you to have to do security duty with your mobility compromised," I said, grinning as Sharon blushed. We disentangled and I dressed as Sharon dragged her T-shirt over her head and slipped her shoes back on. She didn't wait for me and headed back out toward the kitchen. When I got there Nancy had a mug of coffee ready for me, and a plate of pancakes and sausage. She told me to go ahead and eat, as most of the others weren't up yet. She said Janet's howling had interrupted their sleep more than once. I just grinned as she said they were all dying to hear the details from Janet. I told her Janet didn't have the strength to get up yet. She grinned and said she didn't wonder why. I ate my breakfast and when I'd finished I went directly to the cook and showed her how much I appreciated her efforts. I had Nancy wiggling and squirming in just a few minutes. I let her go before I got carried away. "Whew, I was worried for a second there. I just knew everyone would come in for breakfast and find the poor cook up on that counter with a big dick up her little pussy and her just trying to hold on for dear life." she said, teasing. "Mind your manners Nancy, it's not too late for that to happen." "Promises, promises. I gotta pee too." "Sharon, please watch the cooking while I teach Nancy a little respect for her betters." I said as I grabbed Nancy by the wrist and headed for the living room with her. "I was just playing Jack. I promise. I don't really have to pee," she said, moaning I dropped her hand and put a little sad look of disappointment on my face. I let my shoulders slump a little. "That's ok Nancy. You know I'd never force you if you didn't want to do it." I said, laying it on a little thick. Nancy looked stricken. I could tell at once I'd taken the teasing too far. She flew into my arms and I was afraid she would cry. "You know I love you Jack. You know I want to. Take me in the living room and fuck me good and hard. I started teasing you cause I really did want it. I just felt a little selfish when I saw I was going to get my wish. We can do it if you want to Jack. You know I love you and want you." Nancy's voice was quivering and her arms had a death grip around my neck. "I love you too Nancy. Better than teacakes. I was teasing you too baby. I didn't mean to upset you. Lets just both settle down and go sit in the living room and talk a little bit. Sharon will watch the cooking," I said. ------- Chapter 18 I took Nancy into the living room wondering all the way there what I could say. I sat down in a big armchair and pulled her into my lap. I held her to me and just stroked her back. I realized I hadn't been paying enough attention to the emotional strain the women were under. I thought I'd given them reassurance yesterday with the extra time I'd spent on our good morning routine. "Nancy we've got a little problem." I didn't get any further. She just moaned and shook like her heart was breaking. She sat in my lap and bawled. I felt like I had just let my best friend down. As I thought about it I realized I had. Nancy and I had never been really close before the sickness but I'd never been really close to anybody since my mother and father. Truthfully I hadn't been unusually close to them. I loved them of course and I knew they loved me, but both of them had to work since I got old enough to start school. Mom stayed at home with me until I started the first grade, but she had gone back to work after that. I wasn't a latch key kid. I wasn't latched. We lived out in the country and when the school bus let me off I just played until Mom got home. If the weather was good I played outside, if it was bad I played inside. We lived out in the country and though there were a couple of boys my age that weren't too far away, I didn't visit them and they didn't visit me. I didn't like either one of them and I don't think they liked me either. I entertained myself and it suited me fine. I didn't know any different. I was a real loaner I guess. It wasn't that I didn't like people. I just wasn't accustomed to being around them very much. After high school I got a partial scholarship at UT. I worked every spare minute while I was there so I didn't really make any friends then either. I was hired by the startup straight out of school and was in my little cubicle working three days after my last class was finished. Anyone who ever worked for that type of startup knows I didn't have any time for making friends then. After that I was rich. I just didn't have anyone that I would call a friend. Never had. I met Nancy in the Spoke the first time I went there. She was my waitress. That was about two and a half years ago and I'd seen her there off and on ever since. We had even gone a few places together. It was mostly my doing that we never ended up anywhere together that was convenient for fucking. I could get pussy anytime and I actually started feeling like Nancy was different and I just liked to spend time with her. I would have been afraid to fuck Nancy before. She was more valuable to me for companionship. That was there and then - now we were here and Nancy was crying and I felt like it was my fault. "Please Nancy. Please calm down. Please try to stop crying. It's not much of a problem. It's just kind of a misunderstanding." Nancy was able to stop blubbering and she looked into my eyes. Then she just boohooed again and went back to crying. I looked up for a second and saw Karen looking at me with a questioning look. I blew her a kiss and shook my head letting her know I didn't think she could help. She turned around and headed back for the kitchen. Nancy quieted a little then and I was hoping the worst was over. I kept my mouth shut though and just held her and stroked her hair and her back. "I'm sorry Jack. I didn't mean to tease you. I love you Jack. It's just so hard for me to understand it though. I only ever loved my mama before. My daddy left us when I was only two and I only ever really just had mama to love me and I loved her. I had friends in school and later boyfriends and all. Later, after I moved to Austin and started working I even lived with a couple of different guys. I never loved them though. I knew they were just passing thru even if they didn't. I guess I just don't know how to be in love Jack, but I am. I know that at least." "I'm in the same shape you are Nancy. You might not believe me, but you're the closest friend I ever had. I mean before the sickness. That little time we knew each other before all this crap was my closest friendship. I'm in love with you now and with all the others. I know it sounds crazy but it's how I feel. I love you all." I paused a minute and just hugged her tighter. I didn't want her to say anything I just wanted to catch my breath. She understood this somehow and just sat quietly. "We just had a tiny misunderstanding this morning. You and I did. I think we've all had a misunderstanding since we came together. I'm going to try and tell you how I feel so you can help me help all the others understand. Most men would say I was crazy for telling you this, but I'm not most men. "You don't have to stop and lay down just because I have a hardon. None of you do. I love you all. I want to, and plan to, have a lot of sex with you and make love to you a lot. That doesn't mean we have to stop and drop every time I get it up. I'm not bragging, but if that were the case we wouldn't get anything else done. Hell until we get a permanent place to live we can't be doing it even every time we both want to. "It's not like it was, Nancy. Before the sickness men teased and then women teased and there was usually a big song and dance between two people while they both decided whether they really wanted the other. Then they fiddled around some more to try and figure out whether the other one wanted them. We, you and I, and the others, need to be able to tease and do all those other things without anyone thinking they have to do it just because I want to. I know any or all of you will give me some. I just want to be able to be sure the one I'm hitting on really wants to if she says she does. I'd just hate it if I thought you or any of the others ever did it thinking it was required. It would really make me feel bad. Even if you just needed to do something else right then and would probably want a peter ride later on," I said. "Damn Jack. I think I'm beginning to see why you kept whining about not expecting us to give it to you for payment. Shit Jack, I believe you really do have feelings that don't originate below your waist," she said, and was smiling though her eyes were still red and puffy. "See. I was just trying to tease you back a little this morning and I just didn't know how or when to stop. I knew you needed to cook and I really need to do some other things today too. I just want you to know that you can tell me no, or not now, and I won't be mad or hurt about it. I'm not keeping any scorecard of who does and who doesn't. I'm not marking down who will and who won't. If you don't want to, or don't have time to, just tell me no. You don't have to explain. I understand no. I expect to do my best to protect and provide for all of you. You can also expect me to try to get into your panties, I promise. That doesn't mean you have to let me in every time I knock. Ok?" "It's more complicated than that though isn't it Jack?" she asked me, point blank. "You know it is Nancy, but we can't get it all sorted out right now. I don't even know exactly what it all is. I can tell you I really am in love with all of you. I'm going to do my best to feed, provide for, and protect all of you. I'll need all your help, advice, and ideas. I don't demand anything in return. If I ever feel like any or all of you are taking advantage of me, or anyone else, I'll speak up. Think we can get along using that for a guide for a while?" "I think that will work for a start Jack. I guess I should go back and try to salvage some breakfast for the others." "You're right, but I think you and I should go out together in front of everyone and let me give you your good morning kiss though. It will be a signal that everything is still alright." "I might have known you still wanted to get your hands on my naked ass, even after all this." "I could always just take you over to that chair and spank your pretty little naked ass. They would probably feel ok with that too," I said, but she knew I was teasing "Goddam Jack. I thought you didn't want to get me started. Cut that out. That's up there with pissing on my list and we already decided we didn't have time this morning." "Guess you'll have to suffer a good kissing and grouping then, all for the morale of the troops you understand." "Fucker." Nancy and I went out into the open area between the hall entrance and the kitchen and living room. We came together and did a real good morning kiss and grope and I enjoyed her ass with my hands. When we broke the kiss and Nancy turned to head back toward her interrupted cooking I lifted the hem of her T-shirt and gave her a light but loud sounding slap on her cute ass. She blushed a little and scooted on toward the kitchen. I just opened my arms wide and yelled next. Everyone, including Nancy, laughed. The others came for their good morning kisses and fondling - except Janet who was still asleep. I asked Karen if anyone had checked on Janet. She and Diane had and they said she was fine but still resting. I went to Nancy and asked her if she could fix Janet a tray. I told her I wanted to serve her breakfast in bed. Nancy giggled and fixed a little tray. The others thought it was funny too and they started in on how sweet I was. Nancy told them to hush because I already had a swelled head and they were making it worse. Finally they all settled down to eat their breakfast and I carried the tray to Janet. She was still asleep when I took it into the room but I jostled the mattress a little and it woke her. She looked at me sleepily and when she saw what I'd done she gave me a smile that made it worthwhile. I set the tray down on a dresser and pulled Janet closer to the edge of the bed but still left room for the tray and me. I propped her up with several pillows and got the tray. I sat on the bed and handed her a glass of juice. I had gone outside and cut a flower off a bush while Nancy was fixing the tray. Nancy had put it in a bud vase on the tray. Janet noticed it and smiled some more. I didn't have the slightest idea what kind it was. I know what a rose is and I know a magnolia when I see it. The rest are flowers to me. She was starting to tell me how sweet I was when I cut her off with a bite of her pancakes. She realized then I intended to feed her and I saw her eyes tear up. I wanted to tell her I'd already had plenty of that this morning, but I kept my mouth shut because I didn't want to explain. I just told her that nothing was too good for my beautiful special Janet and I could tell from her smile and the look on her face I had hit another one right out of the park. When I'd finished feeding her I kissed and licked the sticky syrup off her lips and then stood up and asked if madam desired anything else before she resumed her nap. She laughed and said no and that she guessed she should go on and get up. I suggested she take a little more rest and promised I would have one of the other servants wake her in an hour or two. She laughed again but agreed. When I got back to the kitchen with the tray, breakfast was over and only Nancy and Karen remained. They were both sitting at the counter with coffee and were talking together. I intended to just go over and get some coffee for myself and then leave them alone to finish their talk. "Jack I just can't believe you and I can't believe how lucky we are to have you. I know we all have things to do today, and for a lot of days to come, but when we get settled we are going to take a day off just to tell you how much we love and admire you. I don't think you have any idea how special you are and how glad we are that we stumbled up on you." Karen said. "Aw mush, I ain't such a much." "Yes you are, you big fucker. I've told Karen what you told me this morning. She's as shell shocked about it as I was. You had better keep up your strength. You are probably going to be rode hard and put up wet after the others hear it. We'll try to get them to restrain themselves until after we get to wherever you're taking us," Nancy said. "You just don't know how unexpected your thinking is to us. Men just don't think things like that," Karen said. "You may be right but I really wouldn't know. I've never really paid much attention to men. I actually don't think I like them very much. I'll probably never get a chance to find out now." Thankfully that seemed to stop their let's brag on Jack session. I was glad to know they liked me but they didn't have to tell me about it all the time. The others trailed back in and we went to the living room for a talk. I asked them to remember to wake Janet up in an hour or two. They all sniggered about that and I finally joined in. Karen told me the inventory and labeling of the medical equipment and supplies was nearly completed. I remembered about Janet's restraints but kept it to myself. She joked that if we wanted to just quit all this we had enough morphine to get us all addicted and keep us high for about two months. I wanted Beverly to go with me for about an hour or two to try and find one more good truck and trailer and asked the rest of them to try and finish with the inventory while we were gone. When Beverly and I got back, and if they were caught up with everything else, I wanted us all to separate for about an hour. I wanted everyone to take paper and pencil and try to list anything they thought we might need and didn't have. I especially wanted them to list food and things from a grocery store. We broke up and Beverly and I got in the dualie to head for the truck stop. I decided to go to the other one I knew about for a look. It was farther away and smaller, but we hadn't been to it yet and I wanted to look specifically for another really good tractor. This truck stop was even more crowed than the other, even though there weren't actually as many trucks. We stopped and got out and just listened for reefers but didn't hear any. We were headed back for the dualie when we heard a unit try to start but it didn't. It was close so we walked to it. The reefer's fuel tank was empty and the temperature gauge showed the trailer was at about forty degrees. I looked in the cab for the bills and saw it was a load of Bluebell Ice Cream. It was on its way to being a really sticky mess. The truck was a nice one but not outstanding and not really very new. We got in the dualie and drove around in the parking lot. We finally came upon a new Peterbuilt with a really large sleeper. It wasn't as big as the meat truck's sleeper but it was bigger than most. I looked in the cab and didn't find any bills. The sleeper was empty. I was glad. The last thing I wanted to find was a dead driver decomposing in his sleeper. This sleeper was really nice and had a large bed - it even had an upper bunk. This was another first for me. This sleeper would actually have more room for sleeping than the other large one we had. I got back out and we went to the back and opened a door. The trailer was empty. It wasn't nearly as new as the tractor but it was in good shape and it had a reefer. The unit wasn't one of the large ones though. Beverly suggested we drive it to the other truck stop and switch the trailer for one of the new reefers we knew were over there. "Why don't we just drop the trailer here?" "Anything could happen Jack. The new reefers could be gone or we might run into someone else and want to just avoid them. If we don't drop it until we know we'll get a better one I think we'll be ahead. Anyway big trucks ride much better with a trailer attached. Even an empty one." We headed for the other truck stop. Beverly drove the big truck and I followed her. We didn't see anybody, in fact when we got there we found the pump that we had been using was still activated and the meter was just where we'd left it after our last use. We switched trailers and headed to the fuel lane. "We really found a really good tractor this time Jack." Beverly said. "What's so special about it?" "It has a Cat 3408 engine with the new electronic fuel injection." "What does that mean in regular English?" "It's a V8 engine and with the electronics it will get good fuel mileage. It also has a fifteen over transmission. That means it has fifteen forward gears and the top one is an overdrive. That won't mean much to us, but I've always wanted to drive a V8 Cat and I love a fifteen speed. I think I'll just claim this tractor for my own." "You're more than welcome to it. I love it when I get my girls something they really like. I'll spare no expense." We finished fueling, headed back to the house, and got back uneventfully. Janet was up, dressed, and moving around now. I gave her a good morning kiss and did as much groping as I could with her already dressed. She noticed the difference too and told me she would be glad to drop her pants so I could do a thorough job. What the hell, I suggested she return to her room and come back ready for inspection. The others had already finished their inventory and were all near. They laughed at her over it. Janet left and returned in a few minutes in just her T-shirt. I gave her a really good kissing and feeling up. We really were just showing off a little in front of the others. I finally released her. "Proper uniform and a thorough inspection routine really add to a units cohesiveness." I said, trying to sound like a General or something. This earned me howls of laughter from all the women. I saw Janet was a little flushed and I wondered if she didn't also have just a touch of exhibitionism hidden away somewhere. She returned to her room to dress again and when she came back, we all went to the living room to talk. I reminded them what I wanted us to do and asked them to separate and not worry about what anyone else was listing. I told them it wasn't a test of any kind and I just wanted to make sure we gathered everything we could that we needed. We all got to it. After an hour we came back to the living room. We started reading the lists one item at a time and I asked them all to speak up if they had any thoughts about any item -telling them to just sing out if they thought of something else while the lists were being read. Tampons were at the top of every single list. We had quite a few boxes from the drug store but I'd remembered I'd put them on the top of my mental list at that time. Most of the rest of the items were food or food related. Some mentioned clothing but that was about the extent of it. I asked Jenna to combine all the lists making a small database so she could eliminate duplicates easily. I told them I was sure the warehouse would have all the items in quantity except for the clothing. We'll be going by a place during our trip that will have all the clothes we'll need as far as serviceability is concerned. They will be fairly utilitarian though. If you want some particular fashion or something of that nature we'll go to some of the malls and break in to see what we can find. They said that wouldn't be necessary. "It will probably be good for us, and fun too. Why don't we take a day or two off for shopping?" I said, and later wondered what in the fuck had gotten in to me. Jenna had the lists combined in just a few minutes. We all strapped on our sidearms and I asked Sharon and Janet to also bring their M16s. I brought my M4 and my Glock - I even brought five grenades for the launcher. We were going to take three big trucks. The two that were partially loaded and another empty one and the dualie. We loaded up and went back to the warehouse. When we got there I backed all three trucks up to the grocery dock and then mounted a forklift once inside. They'd decided on a standard size for the tampons so I headed for them. They were easy to find and the supply mission started as I grabbed the first pallet headed for the dock. Beverly had already off loaded the two partial loads. We'd decided to stack them in by hand since the large cases wouldn't even stack two high. They didn't mind, especially after I pointed out we could carry more than twice as many with hand stacking. I brought them the pallets and Beverly took them into the trailer to get them closer for the actual loading. When they were through there were a lot of tampons in that trailer. I started bringing food now. Nancy had gone over the list and made some minor modifications and had estimated what amounts of which items we needed. I started fetching the items by pallet load and Beverly organized the stacking. She was able to estimate the weight and she made sure that easily crushed items were put at the top. They stacked things to a certain height and worked their way toward the rear. Beverly didn't want these heavier items stacked over six feet high and she had me bring more tampons to fill the remaining space up to the top of the trailer. I thought she did an excellent job. I know she did better than I could have and we were able to load much more with her guidance. I was sure we had probably forgotten something or maybe many things, but we could live a long time with what we had and would be able to get more where we were going. We didn't leave until nine pm that night and we were tired but I was glad to have the supplies loaded. ------- Chapter 19 When we got home Nancy, Karen, and Beverly rustled us up some supper. I didn't mind admitting I was tired and I knew all the girls were. Beverly and I were probably least affected because we had spent a lot of time with the forklifts. We had both done some stacking though. We went to the living room to chat and joke a little before bed and we spent most of the time making jokes about the tampons. I finally got up and headed for my bedroom and Karen came with me. "Jack this is my turn but if you're very horny I'm going to give it up and go see if I can find you someone who is up to it. I'm glad you and Nancy had that little talk this morning. If you hadn't I'd be feeling really guilty right now. I feel a little guilty anyway but I'm just too tired to be very much fun for you tonight." "Honey, if you'll just lie down and let me hold a titty for a while I will be a happy man. If you think you need to get up very early tomorrow just try not to wake me as you get out of bed." "Oh, you're tired too huh?" "Yes. I tried but I just couldn't find a way to stack those boxes with my dick. It's the only part of me that never seems to get tired. I have a little surprise for you though." "What surprise?" she asked. "In the morning there is going to be a lot of pissing and moaning. Everyone is going to be really sore." "That's right. I should have known it but I just didn't think about it." "We might as well get to sleep as soon as we can because all the doctors will have patients in the morning. They'll be patients themselves also." "Do you mind if I go ask Nancy to join us. We had planned to double-team you tonight but she told me she just couldn't help me after the loading. She sympathized but said me I'd just have to face the music on my own. I'm sure she'd rather not sleep alone, especially since she won't have to put out." Karen said, teasing me. "I'd love it. I can probably even muster the strength to hold a titty each. That's all I'm promising though." Karen left and returned in a few minutes with Nancy who was smiling sheepishly. "I don't even have the strength to tease you tonight, you long dicked fucker." Nancy said, teasing me anyway. I let her have the last word without even a try. I gave them both a kiss and helped them undress and they helped me. We got in bed with me in the middle. I settled for putting my arms around them and not holding any titties. We were all asleep shortly. I was the first one awake the next morning and as soon as I moved I was sorry I wasn't still sleeping. I knew the moans and groans would be loud soon since I felt so sore and I knew I probably had a light case. Sore muscles and complaining would surely be the order of the day. I tried to slip out from between Nancy and Karen without waking them but their sudden moans told me I'd failed. I got out of bed and hobbled to the bathroom to piss and then I started the shower, making the water as hot as I could stand it. I stepped in and just let it wash over me hoping it would help my sore muscles. It did help a little and after I'd washed and decided I'd had enough I got out and dried myself. I went back into the bedroom. Nancy and Karen were still in bed but awake. I managed to make my good morning sound sincere. "Oh shut up," Nancy said. "God I hurt," Karen told me. "Well just gut it up and go get in the shower. Let the hot water beat on you for a few minutes and you'll feel a little better. Not a lot better but at least a little." "Fuck that," Karen said. "It'll help a little." "I know it might. I just happen to know something that will help a lot," Karen told me. "What?" "That fucking morphine we took from the hospital," she said. I'd forgotten about the morphine. I wondered if that wasn't a little like shooting a sparrow with a 10 gauge, but I didn't comment. Hell, Karen was a doctor and if she wanted to hit us up with morphine I wasn't going to argue. We still had things we needed to do and I just had a feeling time was getting short for us here. I guess I must have given her a puzzled look. "Not really Jack, but there are other pain killers that are strong enough to make this all go away. In the real world I couldn't have justified prescribing them for a minor ailment like sore muscles, mainly because of government meddling. "Since I and two other doctors will be up close and personal with the patients, we can have all the groaning that I know will start soon, stopped in about thirty minutes. That is if I can just make myself get out of bed and go dig it out of the tote it's in." "That sounds like a real deal. I've gone through this several times before and I never had anything stronger than aspirin. Aspirin helps a lot but it doesn't make it go away." "I wish I'd had sense enough to dig the Percodan out last night before the soreness set in," Karen said, grumbling. Never one to miss a chance for a little bribery, I recognized an opportunity. I thought about how I was going to pose the deal for a second though. Then I just went for it. "What kind of benefit could I gain if I went and dug the medicine out for you?" I asked. "I can tell you right now I'll name my firstborn after you, and my second and third too if you want," Karen said. "If it will get the stuff in here any faster I'll promise to suck your dick until you're to tired to even lie down," Nancy added. "And I'll keep my tongue up your ass the whole time she's sucking," Karen said, upping the ante. "I'm sure Jenna and Sharon will both let you pop their cherries, and I know Diane will let you fuck her virgin daughter," Nancy said. "How can I refuse? How do I know which tote it's in? Did you say it was Percodan?" I asked. "Jenna said we just had to search the database for the name of the drug we wanted and it would tell us which tote it was in. It was Greek to me. Do you know what she was talking about?" Karen asked. "I know what she means. How is it spelled exactly?" "p e r c o d a n." I pulled on some jeans and a T-shirt and slipped on some loafers. I went to the study and searched for the drug. It was supposed to be in tote two thirteen. I went out and climbed in the trailer full of totes. I moved the few I had to and found the right one. After opening it I found sixteen plastic bottles that said they contained five hundred Percodan each. One was open but seemed almost full. I brought that one to Karen and had sense enough to bring a big glass of water with me. I gave Nancy and Karen a pill and took one for myself. I let them have the water first and when they had swallowed the pills I took the glass and washed mine down. I asked Karen if one was enough. "I found out the first time I had a Percodan one would never be enough. One is all you need for the pain, but from now on you will always feel that another one would just hit the spot. That's why the government moved them up to schedule two. Now hurry and give all the others one. If you wait until yours takes effect, you'll be wanting to fuck their poor sore naked bodies and they won't be able to resist." "That doesn't sound so bad." "Just go on and give them the pills. After they take effect all of us will feel great and we'll all be able to fuck back if you can't restrain yourself," Karen said, promising me. "Well why didn't we just take some last night?" "They're for pain Jack. They don't help fatigue much. They help it some but not that much. If we start taking them too often they'll loose their effectiveness, and we'll get hooked on them besides." I left with the medicine and I could already tell it was helping me. As I went into their rooms and woke them I had to listen to every one of them moan and groan. I then offered them a pain pill if they would show me their pussy. Not a one refused. Janet and Diane, knowing what I was about cursed me, but they were quick to show me their pussy anyway. Actually Janet seemed like she couldn't get the sheet off her fast enough. "Asshole!" "Moi?" "Dr Dick just give me that pill and come back in forty-five minutes. Then not only can you look at my pussy, you can park your big old dick in it and stay, at least until the Percodan wears off," Janet said. I gave her the pill and told her I was just teasing. She said she knew it. I told her that did sound like fun though and I planned on keeping her to the promise at a later date. An hour later everyone was flying high and feeling mean. Nancy and Karen made pancakes and cooked sausage again. While we were eating I fucked up and ask them all if they felt well enough to go shopping today. What do you think they said? I can tell you I was a popular guy after that and I got several offers promising delightful sex acts with multiple partners. After we'd finished I went into the study while the girls were dressing. I checked and at least part of the Internet was still functioning. Jenna had told me two days ago she had searched for and saved all the web pages she could stand and couldn't that please be enough. I told her it was fine and let her stop. It hit me that I hadn't checked my email since the whole thing started. I figured it was mostly Spam anyway since I didn't really have any friends to speak of. I had a couple of people that had been at the startup with me that mailed me now and again but most of them were rich by now also and I guess we had all just been enjoying our money. I clicked on Outlook Express' icon and it came to life. Even with all the message rules I'd used to try and delete Spam before it got to me I felt there would still be hundreds. It looked like it was going to take some time so I went to the kitchen for a coffee refill. When I got back I was surprised. Even though I hadn't checked in over two weeks, the last time had been the morning before the sickness broke out, I only had about a hundred and twenty messages. I usually got at least seventy Spams a day. I started looking at the dates. There were no Spam messages after the second night of deaths. The Spammers had died with the un-incarcerated criminals. It made me feel like this all just might be worth it. After I deleted the junk I only had one message I wanted to read. It was from Reader 30 a guy that had been in the cubicle next to me at the startup. It was a couple of days old. He had just noticed a rash on his neck and he dropped me a message telling me goodbye. Bummer. I would have sent him a reply but I sure as hell didn't know his new email address. The girls were dressed and ready now. We put a hundred empty totes in the bluebird and made like a baby. We headed out. We went to the largest mall around first. The first place they shopped was Victoria's secret. Things looked good to me right at first. They balked at letting me watch though. They decided they wanted to surprise me later. I decided to just go shop myself. All the women had their sidearms and Janet and Sharon also carried their M16s. I decided it was safe enough to leave them alone. Especially since we still hadn't seen another thing moving since the night Sharon joined us. I walked off down the mall. Everything seemed to be open. As if everyone had just taken a lunch break at once and never come back. I went behind the counter of a little ice cream stand and was going to get and ice cream bar then I changed my mind and found the thirty plus flavors store and made myself a sundae. I ate it and continued my wandering. I'd told them all if they had an emergency to use the old standard three rapid shots signal. If they just wanted me to return they could fire two shots. So I knew they could find me if they needed me. They had given me a probable itinerary. I knew they were headed to a big department store next. I came to an upscale sporting goods store and decided to check it out. When I saw the cold weather gear I got a few buggies and managed to stuff most of it into five of them. I checked out their handguns and they had three more Glocks that matched ours so I took them also. They had a nice selection of telescopic sights so I gathered all that seemed useful, from the three 24 powers on down. They didn't have any rifles I particularly wanted. I did find a nice selection of bows and I spent about thirty minutes using up all the arrows I could find, putting holes in the mannequins. That was just fun. I pushed the buggies out into the main mall and went back to the handgun counter and I just couldn't resist the Smith and Wesson 44 magnum with the eight and three eights inch barrel. This was the original Dirty Harry model. I found a really nice Bianchi shoulder holster, adjusted it, and put it on. I took all the 44-mag ammo and even found eight speed loaders for it. I loaded the 44 and all the speed loaders and found an attachment that would fasten to my web belt to hold the speed loaders. I rigged myself out with the new setup and strutted back into the mall. I decided to go back to the girls and show off my new firepower. It wasn't so much it was better or even as good as the Glock. It was just so nostalgic to me. It was a damned good thing I went back. I also thanked my stars later that I'd worn Nikes instead of the Red Wings and that I just happened not to be making any noise. About a hundred yards from the entrance to Victoria's Secret I saw a man with a shotgun crouched and hiding behind a large support. He was hiding himself from the girls but was of course plainly visible to me. I got behind a support myself and quickly scanned around the area to see if he had any accomplices. I didn't see any. He was about thirty yards from me. He made a small motion and I could tell he was about to move. I didn't know where he was going or what he intended to do, but I wasn't going to wait to find out either. It was stupid of me not to use the M4 but it was slung behind my back. The 44 was actually the best weapon I was carrying for this range, considering the noise I might warn him with getting the M4 into firing position. I pulled the 44, aimed it at the middle of his back, and then I just couldn't resist. "Go ahead. Make my day." I said in my best Dirty Harry imitation. He froze. I told him to put down the shotgun or die really soon. He wasn't even as smart as the first dead guy. He tried to whirl around and fire. The dumbass didn't even know where I was. There is no way to describe how much noise a 44 magnum makes when it is fired indoors. There just aren't proper words. I can tell you it was so loud I didn't even hear the women scream. I could feel the muzzle blast on my face. The poor asshole had been so close to the support he'd had to swing the long way around the circle to try and bring the shotgun to bear. I took him with a quartering shot apparently just above the level of his heart. It went in just below his right shoulder and it looked like it should have been headed out his chest just below his left armpit. This was all speculation. The ammo I had loaded into the 44 happened to be the two hundred forty grain jacketed hollow points. It was not really designed to make an exit wound and it didn't. I still couldn't hear shit but I screamed for the girls to get down and watch for enemies. I looked over to the corpse and I couldn't believe the amount of blood that was gushing from his mouth. Diane later speculated I had destroyed his pulmonary arteries and part of his esophagus letting the heart pump all his blood out of his mouth. She was probably right. After about five minutes I thought I could hear again, a little at least. I had been looking around everywhere since I'd fired but I hadn't seen any movement. I didn't even see any motion from the girls. I yelled for Sharon and I heard her answer. I asked if any of them could see any more unfriendlies and in a minute she reported negative. I just went for it and walked to them. I told them what had happened and of course all the doctors wanted to go see if he needed help. I didn't tell them if he'd still been alive I would have still been shooting. I just went to his body with them. None of the others, not even Jana or Beverly, who are nurses, had the slightest interest in helping him. It took the doctors about ten seconds to know that he was beyond help. We went back into Victoria's and I told them they could resume their shopping. I asked Sharon to keep a watch while I took Janet with me to the Sears in the end of the mall. When I got there I found a wheelbarrow and put a couple of fifty-pound sacks of oil dry in it. I also snagged a push broom and a wide flat point shovel. We went back to the body. I put it in the wheelbarrow and dumped it out of a service entrance then I returned to the scene and cleaned up the blood with the oil dry, broom, and shovel. I figured the shopping was just getting started and I didn't want the women to dwell on the asshole. As far as I was concerned anyone that intended to shoot at me was and asshole. I never intended to give them a chance to fire. If I felt they were about to attempt a shot I was going to kill them if I could. Fuck'em if they couldn't take a joke. We settled down after a few minutes and the girls had finally taken all the unmentionables they wanted from this store. We pushed their buggies down to join mine and then went to the ice cream place and had a treat. When we'd finished we pushed the buggies out to the bluebird and put our new things into totes. We all got in the bluebird and I had the girls get to a place they could look out of. We made a couple of rounds around the mall looking for anyone else moving. I wondered during these circuits why every male I'd met so far had wanted to shoot somebody. I knew if I continued handling the situations like I had so far that I would never get an answer. I could live with that. We didn't see anything so we returned to our shopping. The women went to the big department store next. They decided I needed some nice clothes so they spent about an hour making me try things on. I didn't have the heart to tell them all my clothes at home were better than the ones they picked out. I just humored them and decided to leave my things at home right where they were when we left. They finally let me go. I wandered again but not nearly so far this time. I didn't see a damned thing I wanted. The light shines even to the dimmest after a while though. I finally walked into the large jewelry store. Everything was wide open, even the vault. I couldn't put this stuff in a buggy and I didn't want to go outside to get totes. There was a bookstore next to the jewelry store so I walked in and picked up a book to pass the time. I sat on a bench just outside the department store's entrance. They came out two hours later and gathered around me. ------- Chapter 20 "I'm so sorry ladies, I just realized I had eight new women in my life now and I haven't given any of you jewelry. I'm not very good at selecting items like that so why don't we just go in and take them all?" I asked, as I pointed to the jewelry store. "If you don't find what you want in this shop there are two more in the mall and dozens in town." I had stumped them for once. They were silent and I could tell they were having a hard time grasping it. "Don't worry girls, as soon as the store bills me I'll put a check in the mail at once." They laughed at that, but the jewelry pretty much ended all other shopping for the day. All the stores in the mall were wide open and we cleaned out all three. As we were leaving the last one I happened to walk into its vault for a last look around. I saw three large metal boxes with metal lids closed over their tops. I opened one and it contained hundreds of small brown paper envelopes all crowded together standing on end. I recognized what they were at once and realized we had probably ignored them in the other stores as well. When I called the girls back into the vault I held up one of the envelopes. "Have any of you seen any similar envelopes in the other jewelry stores?" They all admitted they had so I opened it and poured its contents into my hand. It'd held five one-carat diamond solitaires. They gasped. We quickly loaded the three metal boxes and returned to the other stores to find similar treasure. We spent the rest of the day looting jewelry stores. I guess it was just a Midas thing or something. Diane knew of a large privately owned store downtown and we went there. It had more merchandise than all the mall stores combined, including several eight to ten carat loose diamonds. We took them all. If they were or contained jewels, gold, or silver we carted them off. By the end of the day I probably owned nearly a hundred Rolex watches. We even stopped at three different coin shops and ended up with nearly a thousand pounds of gold and silver coins. We'd taken another percodan each around noon while Nancy and Beverly went into one of the food stands in the mall and cooked us a lunch. It was actually a fun day except for asshole and he paid for his boorish behavior. We gave it up about eight PM and went back to the house. Nancy and Karen fixed steaks and potatoes and of course I had to have some ranch style beans. I had found out long ago if you ate a few every day they didn't make you fart so much. If you skip a day or two and then start back you can expect to smell the place up for a few days. I try not to skip any days. After eating we all talked and joked in the living room. I noticed Sharon and Jenna disappeared after about thirty minutes. When they didn't return after a while I asked where they had gotten off to. "They're dressing for their evening Jack," Nancy said. "We'll let you know when it's time for you to look for them," Janet said. I remembered then tonight was cherry night. I asked Karen if she had a pill to give me strength. Everyone laughed and told me Jenna and Sharon would make sure I had strength, or else. About twenty minutes later Sharon and Jenna came into the living room from the hall. They had been primping. They wore just a minimum amount of makeup and it set off their beauty without distracting. They were wearing matching peignoirs I'm sure they found shopping today. I approved. The peignoirs were full length but so sheer all their charms were on display. The peignoirs tied at the throat and placed on these ties were red bows as if they were presents. I just hoped they didn't have little tags across their vulvas that said Do Not Open Until Christmas. This little display gave me strength. I shot up out of my chair and had to restrain myself to keep from running toward them. They waited patiently, smiling shyly, and holding hands. When I reached them I kissed them both chastely on the forehead and turned to address the others. "Should I unwrap my presents now?" There was nearly nervous chuckling I took as assent. Removing both the red bows, I untied the strings and pulled first Jenna's and then Sharon's peignoir off their shoulders and let them drop ... They were both blushing brightly now, but trying to appear calm. I backed up two steps to admire what I'd uncovered for a few seconds and then took them both by the hand and led them into my bedroom. I purposely left the door unlocked incase some of the others gathered the nerve to peek. I led Jenna and Sharon to the bed and then turned down the covers, motioning Sharon into it and climbing in after her pulling Jenna in with me. I didn't really have a firm plan of attack so I just kissed Sharon and slid her my tongue as my hands played with those stupendous titties. There was no worry of leaving Jenna out since she occupied herself rubbing and caressing my back and kissing and nibbling the back of my neck. I kept at Sharon until her large nipples were completely at attention and then I moved my lips to them for some preliminary sucking. I put plenty of slobber on both of them and turned my attention to Jenna. I kissed Jenna and as we tongue fought I had to compare titties. Hers were not as big as Sharon's but they were still big. Her nipples seemed tiny by comparison but they were sensitive and sprang to their erections nearly at once. She sighed as my lips left hers and trailed kisses down over her throat to kiss around first one titty and then the next. I made my way to her nipples and made sure they were good and wet. I kept kissing down toward her little unused pussy. I did pause briefly to worry in her navel with my tongue and it caused her to tense her abdomen and shiver. When I reached the top of Jenna's sparse bush and toyed in the hair with my tongue and lips she sighed and trembled again. I made little licking and sucking sounds in and around her beaver and decided this would be the perfect place to hide a hickey or two. I set about it and got a little carried away, giving her pubis a few tender little bites. They were mild compared to my latest habits but they would leave little bruises nonetheless. This got Jenna wound up and she was now wiggling her hips and moaning softly. Turning back to Sharon for more of the same I noticed her titties and big nipples were crying for my mouth. I dug in for a feast; teasing and sucking and worrying her nipples until she was squirming and moaning too. Her nipples fascinated me. I finally couldn't resist and gave them a few little nips with my teeth. I left them then and kissed my way to her navel. She liked my licking and sucking there even better than Jenna had. When Sharon tightened her abdomen it was apparent. Her toned abdominals stood out like a little washboard. I proceeded down to her bush for more licking and sucking and nibbling. I just had to leave a few little hickeys and bite marks on her also. I progressed to Sharon's pussy and just dove in. It was already wet and I was thirsty. Even though I spent several minutes trying to lick up all her juices they just kept coming. She began rolling her pussy up to my lips and then put her hands into my hair to offer guidance. She was getting close and I was getting ready to fuck someone. I decided to push Sharon over the edge with my mouth first and then turn over and fuck Jenna. Puckering my lips, I surrounded Sharon's clitty, sucking hard and then vibrating my tongue against it. That did the trick and her strong hands mashed my face to her pussy as her hips bucked and she clamped her muscular thighs against my ears. "Oh. Oh that's it Jack. Oh, it's so good!" She relaxed back to the bed and I left her panting and turned back to Jenna. Jenna had given me a few little bites on the back of my neck herself as I was licking Sharon's pussy. The look in Jenna's eyes was blazing lust. I lowered my mouth to her pussy for a taste and it was hot, wet, and delicious. I'm sure she thought I would eat her to a come too, but she was mistaken. When my tongue had her hips pumping from pleasure I rose and put my knees between her spread thighs. She spread them further as comprehension dawned. "Oh God Jack, are you going to fuck me now?" she asked, her voice trembling with lust. "The time has come pretty one." "Sharon, help him Sharon. Put it in for him." This shot a bolt through my dick. I'd never had one woman put my dick into another's pussy. I was already hot but this got me boiling. "I will baby, I will." She did more than put it in. She put her hand on Jenna's pussy first and slipped two of her fingers just inside Jenna's labia. She then spread the juice she found there all around Jenna's love lips. She took hold of my pounding dick then, and put the head against Jenna's hymen. She moved my dick up and down against Jenna's slit to get the head wet and then placed me at Jenna's entrance. I felt like I would pop a blood vessel. Seeing Sharon using her fingers in and around Jenna's pussy slit just shot my pressure up. I had to concentrate to keep from just slamming my dick into Jenna. I managed to keep control though. "Oh God it feels big. Oh God. Is it going to hurt Jack?" "Not if I can help it. It may sting when your cherry goes. When I break it I'll try to just be still until it stops smarting." I put pressure against the magic seal buy not much. I was holding myself back by the hardest. "I feel it now. It's right up against my cherry." "Does it hurt?" I asked. "No. I just feel it there pushing." I didn't give any warning because I didn't want her to tense up. Her cherry just caved in as I pressed thru it. I held still after I'd done it. "Oh!" Jenna squeaked. "Did it hurt?" "Not really. It felt a little like a pinch and now it just stings like a paper cut or something." "I'll just stay still until it goes away," I said. "Don't worry about it. If it starts hurting I'll let you know, otherwise I'm ready to get on with my first fuck. I'm so fucking hot I could just scream." "Go ahead, I'm sure the others are probably listening at the door," I said, and winked at her. I pushed on in all the way now. She was tight but really wet. I let it find the end and it bumped against her cervix with only about half an inch to go. I pressed it on in. "Oh Jack! Oh God Jack! Oh, I love it Jack!" She winked at me then. I saw she had a mean little grin on her face even though I could tell she was trying to absorb all the input her pussy and pelvis were giving her. "Think they heard it Jack?" "If they're still in Austin they herd it." "Good. It doesn't hurt at all now Jack. Why don't you shove it up me further and see if you can make me scream some more?" I aim to please. I let her have a full firm stroke and then another. She caught the rhythm and her hips started pressing up to meet my incoming dick. After a few more firm strokes I started pushing into her harder and her pussy started squeezing me as I pulled out each time. She was huffing and puffing now. I fucked it in her a little harder and her arms went around my neck and her legs wrapped around my waist. I knew where she'd gotten her natural fucking style. Diane, her mother, liked to be pounded and Jenna seemed to want it too. I just let her have it and started slamming my dick up her and then dragging it nearly out. I enjoy all manner of fucking, but I'll have to admit I'm a little partial to a woman that likes for you to just rare back and put the dick to her. Jenna was moaning with every breath now and I knew it was time. I was thinking about putting a hand down to tickle her clit and finish her off when I felt Sharon's hand reaching down to do it. This sent another surge of lust through me and when Sharon's fingers found Jenna's clit it was all over. Jenna locked up all over, including in her pussy. Her tender little snatch started to spasm inside and I gave it what it was wanting. I shoved it all the way up her pussy and opened the valve. After that I just kept it in to the root and pushed harder. "Oh Jack!" Jenna slumped back to the bed as her cumming diminished and when I stopped spurting I gave her five or six good long smooth strokes with my deflating dick to help us both settle down. I'd already figured out all the other women liked for me to just lay on them, at least a minute or two, after a fucking. I hoped Jenna would like it because it felt good to me too. I just settled my weight down onto her. She put her arms around me and hugged and then she began smoothing her hands up and down over my back. "Momma told me nothing would ever be better than feeling you lay down on me after you'd fucked the shit out of me. She was right. Right now I wish you never had to get up. I just love you pressing me down into the mattress while your big dick is still way up in me. I can feel it throbbing even though it's getting smaller." I didn't have anything to add so I just kissed her lips and then nibbled around on her throat. I sucked her a hickey in the now official place. I knew she couldn't hold me up forever so I rolled off her toward Sharon. I could tell Sharon had been strongly affected by what she'd seen and what she'd done. Her nipples looked like they were about to burst. She was flushed on her neck and upper chest and her breathing was rapid. Her eyes were shining and she was plainly hot to fuck. Pulling her onto me, we kissed with passion. I had to get my hands on her ass. All the women had wonderful asses. There wasn't an ounce of flab on all of them combined. Sharon's ass was just fantastic though. It was beyond firm and was generous without being big. Her cheeks just announced they needed to be handled. I handled them and was glad to have the job. I hadn't even popped her cherry yet and was already dreaming about what it would be like to bend her over and jab my hard dick up her ass. This line of thinking was putting me back in shape to cop another cherry. I felt a little gluttonous considering there probably weren't that many left and no new ones would be coming along to take up the slack for quite a few years. Somehow that got me wondering about the potential need to fuck some of my first daughters to keep the repopulation on schedule. Even though I'd just finished fucking Jenna these thoughts made my dick take a giant leap for mankind and it sprang back into readiness. Sharon seemed to be having a good time practicing her kissing and I was enjoying it too. I had a new hardon now, but didn't feel rushed to use it. Frankly I just loved playing with Sharon's ass. I loved squeezing her asscheeks, I loved pinching them, and I was even giving them a little slap occasionally. I loved running a finger up and down her ass crack and I liked the way she quivered when I dragged it over her pucker. I liked probing between her legs and over her taint, and I really liked the way she ground her pubis against me when I pushed on through and teased just the bottom of her slit from behind. Her juices were dripping into my pubes by now and I could feel them run down over my balls and drip off onto the bed. Sharon was twirling my hair with her fingers now and I saw Jenna sneak a hand in to help her. Jenna rose a little and pushed her head in and found my ear and earlobe with her lips. Then she nibbled down to my throat. Then she was up kissing the back of Sharon's neck and she moved her free hand down and was searching for one of Sharon's nipples. This got me thinking I might get a really good thing going if I was careful. I was feeling really comfortable with Sharon squirming her luscious body all over me. I asked her if she would like to try and do herself from the top. "Oh yeah, I wanted to but I was afraid to ask." "You don't have to be afraid to ask me anything. When you get ready just get on you knees above me and give it a try." She must have been ready. She rose to her knees straddling me. Jenna didn't waste any time returning the favor of aiming the missile of cherry destruction for Sharon. She grabbed my dick and directed Sharon to lower her pussy until my dick just touched it. Then she sawed me back and forth between the wet lips of Sharon's virgin quim. When she was satisfied with the lubrication she put me in Sharon's entrance and gave Sharon a sign. Sharon lowered herself slowly. She might have been even tighter than Jenna. It was slow going but I was loving the trip. Jenna was on her knees nearly facing Sharon now and was mesmerized with my dick's invasion of her new friends pussy. I could see Jenna's sexy little ass and her legs and I could just see where a little blood and blood mixed with my come had run down the inside of one of her thighs. I put a hand on her ass and began toying with it. Sharon had now lowered her pussy until my dickhead pressed against her cherry. She threatened herself four time and then just dropped. She held completely still for a few seconds. "Ah! That hurts so good! I love it too Jenna! My God! It's so big! Oh Jack!" Sharon screamed, matching Jenna's earlier volume easily. She stayed motionless for nearly a minute as she tried to adjust to the size. Then I felt the muscles around her pussy start a milking motion. God it felt delicious. Sharon's pussy was as conditioned as the rest of her I guessed. She started a rhythm of internal squeezes that seemed to start at her entrance and continue all the way up to her cervix where my dickhead was parked. I started wondering who was fucking whom. I got over it when I decided I was going t be a winner either way. I just lay there enjoying the action. Presently Sharon lifter herself nearly off me and then descended more slowly this time. I could barely believe it, but she kept up the internal milking as she did it. If her pussy was this good the first time I could hardly wait until she got some practice in. She got into a rhythm now and I could tell it was getting very good to her. It must have been getting good to Jenna too since she was doing her best to help Sharon via body English. I moved the hand that was teasing Jenna's asscheeks to her pussy and slid a finger in her. She sucked in her breath and was soon humping my finger in time with Sharon humping my dick. When Sharon began moaning aloud at the bottom of every repetition Jenna lost her battle with restraint if she was fighting one. She took hold of Sharon's shoulders and pulled her self to Sharon, kissing her right on the lips and there was no doubt tongues were being exchanged. The kiss didn't satisfy Jenna for long though and her mouth left Sharon's and latched firmly to one of Sharon's big nipples. Sharon's arms enfolded Jenna's head and drew her more firmly to her breasts. That was the beginning of the end of Sharon's initial fucking. "Oh God, Jack. Oh God," she screamed at her loudest. Her already talented pussy felt like it was mashing my dick to nothing. I didn't understand how a pussy could grip me that tightly. Luckily for Jenna her juices had been dripping so liberally that they had drenched my thumb, because I stuck my thumb up in her cute little asshole and with it and the finger in her pussy I gave her the six-pack grip. This sparked her explosion and Sharon's pussy's abuse of my dick had started mine. I think I groaned louder than Sharon had screamed. The girls just collapsed in a heap on me. I idly wondered if it would be so bad to die of titty suffocation. It just might be pleasant. I had enough strength to keep my hands busy exploring in this mass of pulchritude and decided I might share a little advice with Jenna. "Jenna, the next time you're around while I'm lying down and someone is playing with my pogo stick like Sharon just was I'd take it as a personal favor if you'd sit on my face." "I was thinking about it then, but I fixated on Sharon's titties." she said, smiling shyly as she blushed. "I understand how it can happen. I've fixated on Sharon's titties before myself." "I can't believe how I felt about them before meeting you and how much I've changed my thinking. I really like my titties now." "Me too." Jenna said. "Me three," I said, and we all had a little laugh. Before I forgot I pulled Sharon down to me and sucked a hickey on her neck. I didn't want any of my girls feeling slighted. After that we all lay back and snuggled for a while and I reminded both of them I loved them and they were very special to me. The two of them rose to their knees and I started to also. ------- Chapter 21 "Now Jack, just lay back and behave. We want to see if either one of us can deep throat you," Sharon said. "Yes Ma'am." They practiced for nearly an hour. I nearly rebuked Sharon the third time she warned Jenna to back off a little since I was about to come. Jenna got the hang of it nearly right off but Sharon took longer. When she finally got the head in her throat without gagging I paid her back for helping cause me to hold the load so long. I blasted it straight down her throat. She didn't seem like she'd been paid back though, she licked her lips and seemed to be hoping for more. After I recuperated from the cocksucking practice I had them both get on the floor and kneel by the bed with their upper bodies lying on it. I put them side-by-side as closely together as I could get them and then got behind them and went to work with my mouth, lips, tongue, teeth and hands. I tried not to get carried away, but I'll admit they were both going to be showing little hickeys and teeth marks all over their beautiful asses during inspection in the morning. When I had them both boiling I spread their legs and participated in something I guess every heterosexual male would dream of. I pushed it into one for a few strokes and then moved between the other's legs for a few strokes. They selflessly supported each other while I was at it by kissing and fondling. I had to hold myself in check to keep from sticking it up their asses. I wanted to desperately, but I knew I'd just feel too guilty when they woke up with sore pussies and sore assholes in the morning. I managed to get Sharon off without a white liquid injection on my part by giving her a reach around to her clitty right at the last. Sharon then preformed that service on Jenna as I finished off in her. We crawled back into bed after that and I pulled the covers up over us as they snuggled up to either side. I was out like a light in a few minutes. The next morning I slipped out of bed and showered and let sleeping sexpots lie. I walked out of my bedroom and toward the kitchen in just my T-shirt and a pair of silk boxers. Nancy was grinning at me like a mean little kid again. This was the first morning I could remember since the women moved in that I didn't enter the kitchen in the morning with at least a near hardon. "How was the new pussy Jack?" she asked. I didn't answer Nancy, just walked right up to her. I'd noticed Nancy only had coffee going so far. She held her arms open for me before I even got there. I pressed my lips to hers and was at once kissing and frenching her passionately. I let my hands roam over her delectable ass and then snuck the fingers of one down to tease her pussy from behind. It was wet in only seconds. I got my index finger thoroughly coated and pulled it back to wiggle it nearly half way up her ass. She groaned into my mouth. I steered her with this finger until her pussy was pressed against the front of my right thigh and used it to urge her to hump against my leg. My other hand roamed up to tease a titty and nipple then I dropped it to the hem of her T-shirt and soon she was naked. I returned my hand to the titty it was missing, moving my lips to nibble on one of her ear lobes. "Oh god Jack, how do you get me so hot so fast? I'm burning up already." I still didn't answer, just relinquished her titty and asshole and took her waist in my hands. I set her on the counter again putting her right on the edge and as I spread her knees with my hands I knelt to devour her tiny pussy - licking, sucking, and teasing it all. She was dripping a puddle on the floor by the time I stood up to place my dick in her entrance. Just like the last time I'd had her on the counter, I pushed through her lips and up in her to the hilt. I let it stay a few seconds and then pulled it back out to press against her lips again. This was a slow stroking type of fuck but it gave quick results. I counted thirteen more strokes before she lost it. When she did I just short stroked her thru her come and kept at it as she wound down. She was resting her head on my shoulder and hanging on when I let go and just pumped a load into her. We sagged together to catch our breath. When I recovered just a little I knelt back to her pussy and cleaned up my mess. Nancy just cooed her pleasure as I licked and sucked our combined juices from her delicate flower. "The new pussy was exactly like yours Nancy. Tasty and wonderful." I stood back up to kiss her again and as I looked at her pretty face I knew Barry Bonds didn't have shit on me. I could slam them out of the park at will. Nancy got her strength completely back in only a few more minutes though. "Can I start breakfast now Jack, or do you need to do my ass to work up an appetite?" she asked, cheekily. I couldn't help it I just laughed. I picked her up off the counter and kissed her on the end of her nose and then set her down. I got a mug of coffee and sat at the counter. "You know Jack I'm kinda like a doorstop but not exactly. I'm a dick stop. Whenever Jack comes in with his meat swinging I just wonder to myself which hole you're gonna sick it up this time." "You know your dirty talking always turns me on Nancy." "Oh shit. I've got eggs in the skillet now Jack and bacon too. If you have to you can come over here and rub it in my ass crack until someone else comes in. Then you can pole them. No sense in giving me all the fun. You're going to have me feeling guilty again." I noticed something sparkling on Nancy's right hand and as I looked more closely I could see that it was an engagement ring. It was one that we had acquired yesterday. I mentioned it. "Yeah Jack, we're engaged now. If I'd thought I could have gotten a rock like this out of you before the plague I'd have sucked your big old dick right on the dance floor at the Spoke. Guess I got another reason to never turn you down now you big dicked fucker." "Nancy if I'd had any idea what a tight sweet hot pussy you had back then, you would have ended up with two or three of those on each finger, and I'd have let you put a fucking ring right thru my nose too." "Why you sweet talking motherfucker. You do want to fuck me again right now don't you?" she asked, teasing harder. "I'd sure like too, but what I really want is to spank your sassy ass. I want you to at least be wearing some panties when I do it though." "Wearing panties. Why do you want me to wear panties to a spanking?" "So I can turn you over my knee and pull them off. Then I want to turn your cute little ass red." "OK Jack, it's a date. Let's not talk about it anymore right now though. I'm already hot enough to fry this bacon on my ass." "I'll give you a break if you'll just come stand in front of me for just a minute." She did it. She came over and stood right in front of me with her hands on her hips defiantly. I just reached two fingers down to her little pussy and rubbed them up into her a little way. I brought them back out shiny and then stirred my coffee with them. "God Damn Jack. You are the nastiest motherfucker I've ever seen. You fucked two poor virgins so hard last night that they probably won't even be able to crawl out of bed until this afternoon. You came in here and fucked me on the counter before I'd even made the coffee. And now I have to stand over a hot stove dripping my fuck oil all over the floor. It'll be a miracle if I don't slip down in my own pussy juice and break my god damned leg." Nancy was enjoying this as much as I was and I knew it. Her complaints didn't mean a thing and we both knew it. She was flashing her new ring around and chewing my ass out with every breath and loving every second of it. That pussy juice comment nearly made me spit out a mouthful of coffee laughing. I went over in front of the stove and there actually were a few drops of her juices on the floor. I bent my head down and licked them up. When I stood back up she just looked at me like I had lost my mind. "That's it Dammit. Karen! Karen come her!" "Karen come and get this nasty bastard out of my kitchen right now! Take him out of here and get someone to fuck him or suck his dick or something! He's already fucked me once this morning and he's trying to do it again. He just made me burn up a whole skillet full of bacon! Help me god damn it!" Karen came around the corner from the hall and there I was with a mug of coffee, a T-shirt on and my hard dick sticking up. I had dropped my boxers while I was fucking Nancy and they were lying under the edge of the counter. "Karen I need some relief here. Take that long dicked bastard out to the living room and spread your legs, please." Karen almost laughed. She took my hand and led me to the living room. She got down on her hands and knees and wagged her fine ass at me. I got down on my hands and knees too and started sniffing around her ass like a dog would go to a bitch in heat. I licked up through her ass crack a few times and then tried to lick down across her pussy to her clit from the back. I did this for a few minutes until I could taste her juices seeping out of her pussy. I quit fooling around and got behind her and up on my knees. "That's it baby. Stick that angry looking thing up in my pussy and I'll see if I can make the swelling go down." "I'm all rested up now and my muscles aren't sore any more. We'll just lay right her in the living room and fuck until it goes down. If I can't take it all there'll be some more pussy in here for you in just a minute or two and we'll whip this thing." Karen knew she was fucking with me now too. Karen could fuck and fuck and fuck. She was in excellent physical shape and she knew what she was doing with a dick. None of the others could keep fucking like she could. Sharon might be able to out do her some day but not yet. Karen was in great shape but Sharon had professional caliber fitness. No way she was any match now though because last night was the first time she'd ever had a dick up her. Since the piss-drinking incident at the grocery warehouse I had come to understand Nancy could get the hottest, hands down. Some things just set Nancy off and if she got that way it was just hang on for the ride. Her pussy could just rip a come out of you when she got that hot. She would warn you though if you were about to light her deadly fuse. I pushed my dick up Karen and it slid in smooth as silk. I knew right away though Karen wasn't going to play around. She closed her wonder pussy down around my dick and didn't let up on the in strokes or the out strokes. I could have just held still and popped a big nut from her milking in two or three minutes. With me pumping I knew I wouldn't even last that long. There was one thing going for me though. Karen couldn't reach my asshole in this position to slide a finger up it. With her talent for finding my prostate and massaging it she could make me come with nothing even touching my dick. She told me once she could make me come even if I didn't have a hard on. I believed her too. I decided to just cooperate and try to come as quickly as I could. I still wasn't comfortable fucking right in the middle of the living room floor when I knew most of the rest of the girls would be in here in a few minutes. I didn't have to worry. I could tell I was gonna lose it after eight or nine pumps. Karen could too. I slid it home, left it there, and just banged against her ass with hard humps as I leaned down over her back and twisted her clit a little. It put her over and the extra ripples in her pussy walls finished me off. I was just laying over her back pumping come up her and I noticed her neck was close to my mouth. I just gave her a little bite for luck. She must have liked it. "Oh yeah bite me you dirty bastard. Bite me harder and lick up the blood. Aw Shit!" In just two or three minutes Karen bucked me off and I slumped to the floor. She rolled me over onto my back. I think she was actually checking to make sure my dick went down. "Well baby, will that hold you or do I need to suck you off a couple of times." Karen asked, with a voice a mother would use on a hurt little kid. "I think I'm all better now mommy." That put a glint in Karen's eye that almost scared me. I thought for a minute I was going to have to make her some more come. She snapped out of it though. She kissed me on the forehead and patted my head. She got up and took my coffee mug over to the kitchen with her. When she got there Nancy poured it full of coffee again. Karen had her T-shirt in her hand and reached down to wipe her pussy dry with it. "Get him a couple fingers full of that mess and stir it in his coffee. The nasty bastard likes it." Nancy told her. Karen scooped out some of the whipped come with her fingers and swished them around in my coffee. Nancy handed her a towel to finish cleaning up. Then she put her T-shirt back on, picked up my boxers and my coffee mug and brought them to me. I slipped my boxers back on and took a big gulp of coffee. I made a smacking sound with my lips after that and Nancy and Karen both laughed. We went over and sat down at the counter. Nancy gave Karen a cup of coffee then started handing out breakfast. She ate her own with us but standing up so she could watch the cooking. "Karen you're a piece of work baby. One of these times I'm gonna have to try a rodeo fuck on you," I said. I could see Nancy bite her tongue. She must have already heard this joke. "What's a rodeo fuck?" "You do it in the doggie position. I get up behind you and slide it all the way up. I lean down over your back and get a good hold on both your titties then whisper "Nancy's better" in your ear and try to hold on for eight seconds." It made her spit out some coffee when she laughed. Then she and Nancy just looked at each other and laughed all the harder. I just kept quiet and finished my breakfast. The others started slipping in about that time. I got up to give out the good morning kisses and feels. By the time I was through I was sorry I'd put my boxers back on. They found out right away they now had a chance to return the grouping favor. They all squeezed and stroked on my dick while I was examining their naked asses. It was the best good morning yet. After we'd all finished breakfast we went into the living room as usual. Nothing much left to do really. Finish up packing yesterday's shopping haul was about it. I told them not to bother counting the coins and jewelry unless they just wanted to look through it and asked them to try and keep all the loose stones in the original envelopes as they had descriptions of the stones they contained. This didn't matter if they wanted to keep the stone or stones for themselves. I told them they were welcome to one or all of them if they desired. They all came up and showed me the engagement rings they'd picked for themselves. They were all breath taking. Every one was at least four carats. That was about it except for the little trip Janet and I needed to make back to her office. We hopped in the dualie and left. We found the restraints with no trouble and then headed home. By noon we couldn't think of another thing we needed to do before leaving and decided that tomorrow was the day. We would wake up, have breakfast, and then hit the road. We'd even packed all our clothes from the house that we were going to take except the ones for tomorrow. We were bored. We started to go looking for more jewelry stores and then I thought about the banks. We didn't give a shit about any money but they all had safety deposit boxes. I had one myself but really didn't have anything in it except papers. I thought it would be fun to go look in some at least. "But they're all locked Jack." Janet said. "They are but they're easy to break into. The bank has just a few different keys, maybe only one, for their locks. We can just drill out the customer's locks. Banks have to do it all the time when a customer quits paying and doesn't return the key." We decided to go give it a try. It might be fun. Of course we all went fully armed. It took me about ten minutes to find a half inch drill motor and a selection of bits. We hopped back in the bluebird and headed downtown to the biggest bank. When we got there we just walked right in. As I expected the vault doors were open. We looked around and found the bank's keys for their locks on the boxes. They only had three different keys. We went into the lock box vault and started on the biggest boxes. We could tell the ones that hadn't been rented as they had their customer key in the lock. The locks were brass and easy to drill out. It took longer to run the extension cord than it did to drill out the first lock. That box was a bust. Nothing but papers and the next three were the same, but the next was cool. It was hell to pull open after we got it drilled. That was because it contained twenty-five one-kilo gold bars. This was over fifty pounds of 99.99% pure gold. The girls packed it out while I kept drilling. We found more gold and a lot more papers. We found over two dozen antique or otherwise special handguns. There were all types of keepsakes - most of them didn't roll down our socks. Some were interesting though. I found a watch that I liked better than all those I'd picked up yesterday. It was a Bulova Accutron - they were the first super accurate wristwatches and worked off a tiny tuning fork. I loved it. We found more jewelry also. Lots of it looked antique and some just looked super expensive. We didn't find anything that would really help us survive but it was fun. We opened about two hundred boxes and there were five or six hundred we just didn't have time for. We left before dark and went home for our last supper in Austin. After we ate we just sat around in the living room talking for about an hour. We were excited about leaving, but a little sad too. We all believed we would be finding a better place to live. If we did settle in East Texas the pickings would probably be slimmer as far as gathering leftover food and supplies was concerned, but we were anxious to see if we could grow our own. I said good night and headed for my bedroom around eleven pm. I had begged off of company tonight. I hoped no one was upset but my heart just wasn't in it. The next morning I was up by six am. I showered and dressed and went in search of coffee and breakfast. Nancy had coffee already, as usual, and I wondered how she always managed to be up and have it ready no matter what time I seemed to get up. I started to ask but decided to just thank her for thoughtfulness. "I think it's the least I can do Jack. Lots of days you make it really worthwhile. Well you always make it worthwhile - some days just more so than others. I really enjoy spending a little time talking to you early in the morning. I don't know why but it gives me a little secret thrill when I hear you coming out of the hall and heading this way. I can always tell it's you by the sounds you make." "I know what you mean I think. It always makes me feel good to see you here when I get here. It's just a little bright spot to my morning." "Yeah, you know your gonna get your hands on a naked ass that you haven't touched in six or eight hours," she said, and giggled. "There's that too, but you know that's not all of it don't you?" "I know Jack, but I don't want to get your head swelling too early this morning. It might be too big to get out the door and I know today is supposed to be moving day. I don't really know how I know, but I can just tell. I don't feel like we'd be in any danger if we stayed, I just feel like we need to go on and go. Does that make sense?" "I hope so because I feel the same way." ------- Chapter 22 I went over and gave her a good morning kiss and a good feel. I tried to be more loving than sexy this morning because that just felt right too. She seemed in the same mood. She had our breakfast ready in just a few minutes and she sat down and ate with me. "Do you think I should pack up the groceries we have in the house?" "Is there much left?" "Not really, probably not enough for another meal." "Let's just forget it then. I think our first stop will have plenty of food for the taking. It will surely have enough to feed us while we're there." "Good. I was hoping I was through packing stuff up. I'm ready to just get in one of those trucks and drive." The others all came out bright eyed and bushy tailed. As bushy as a naked tail can be that is. We all seemed to want a more tender and loving kiss and feel this morning and we had it. The others ate and we all made a last minute check of the house for anything we might have left. A last look in my Vette, the dualie, and the Cherokee was to see if I'd forgotten anything and I hadn't. I walked through the bluebird and it had been emptied. There wasn't anything really holding us now so we just headed out. It was only a little spooky as I left when by habit I reached for the switch to turn off the lights and they went off by themselves before I hit the switch. The power died on its own as we left. We were leaving home. Now the power was gone and there was nothing to keep us here. We had a truck full of meat, two trucks full to the top with other groceries, and we had a truck with nearly five hundred totes of clothes, medical supplies and equipment, firearms, ammunition, gold, silver, jewelry, and other supplies we would need or at least wanted. We also had a straight truckload of tampons. What more could we need? We were heavily armed to my way of thinking. All of us wore a Glock for a sidearm. I had the street sweeper and the M4 with the grenade launcher, and I was wearing the 44 mag in the shoulder holster just for luck. Sharon had an M16 and Janet had an M16. The other women all had Remington semi-automatic 30-06 rifles and all the women had a Remington Model 1100 12 gauge. We were heading out - a little convoy of eight tractor-trailer rigs. Jenna was following in the big Ambulance. We'd even found a stock of CB radios in the truck stop and had installed one in the Ambulance so we could communicate as we went. We were going right up I-35 if we could. I'd scouted our proposed route yesterday - the first twenty miles of it anyway. Everything was strangely orderly and I didn't see anything blocking the highway. I hadn't even seen any cars or trucks pulled over to the shoulder. I was in the lead with the meat truck - the original truck we took. It had the train horns and the massive sleeper. Sharon was the last big truck in line. She was the most accomplished with firearms and I thought she and I should watch the ends of the line. I thought about Jenna then, bringing up the actual rear. I called her on the radio and ask her to advance and slip in line between Janet's truck and Diane's. They were in the middle, but it felt better to put Jenna there. We were settled into a more sensible order now so when we all got onto I-35 I increased the pace. Beverly and I had decided fifty-five was fast enough for now. It would be easier on the tires, especially for the three heavily loaded trucks. I couldn't actually pinpoint why I'd wanted to gather all these big trucks. I just felt as long as they were available we might as well take them. Their tanks held massive amounts of fuel compared to cars or pickups. Beverly told me any of them could reach either coast from Texas without refueling. This probably wouldn't be necessary but it would mean we didn't have to worry about stopping for fuel on our short trip. We could even refuel the Ambulance from one of the big trucks with just a hose if we needed to. The first leg of our journey would be short. We were headed for an army base nearby. Ft Hood was one of the largest bases in the United States. I wasn't sure what we would find there, but I was sure there would be some things we could find a use for. This all depended on whether it was actually deserted. If it was occupied by some military personnel we would try to just leave without them seeing us. We'd park the big trucks a few miles away and check it out in the Ambulance. If it was in fact deserted we could be reasonably certain there was no military whatsoever left. If there were no soldiers at Ft Hood there just weren't any soldiers left. We pulled into the outskirts of Killeen Texas a little over an hour later. We'd spotted a fuel stop for big trucks and though it was full of deserted trucks we managed to get all ours in the lot. I left Sharon and Janet in charge of security and took Nancy with me in the Ambulance. We followed the signs to Ft Hood and were able to just drive in the main gate and drive around the base at will. We saw no one. It seemed completely deserted so we went back for the others. Soon all of us parked our trucks in a big lot on the base and we crowded into the Ambulance to explore. It took us over two hours to find a big warehouse that seemed to be a main one. I decided we could just use this as our base of operations so we went back and brought all the trucks to it. I backed an empty truck into a loading dock and then we paired up and began exploring to see what we could find. We found enough stuff to equip an army and it made perfect sense. We spent five days exploring that warehouse and others and just riding over the base. When we found the main outside storage area for helicopters I developed lust in my heart. I hadn't thought of it before, but when I saw them I knew just a single helicopter would prove invaluable. They were useless for us though. None of us had any idea of how to even start one. I'd worked one summer for a flying service that gave lessons and even wheedled my way into four lessons in a single engine plane. If I just had to I could get a small plane into the air and I was hopeful I could even land one. I had no delusions about a helicopter though. My small exposure to them, the service I'd worked for had owned two, didn't even include a ride in one and I knew they were far more complicated than a small plane. It was just bad luck since there were over three hundred helicopters of all descriptions in this one area. From the way they were scattered around I knew they hadn't all belonged here. I guessed many of them had been brought here from other bases during the military's last days. Oh well, I was fucked out of a helicopter by my own ignorance. I realized after I'd hit it rich I could have easily afforded helicopter lessons and could have even purchased one. I'd just been too busy trying to fuck everything in sight. We did make a haul here though. When we left we were all proud owners of M4 carbines with grenade launchers, we even had several extras, as if we'd ever need them. The launchers were easily detached though and if the weight was too much for the women to carry they could just store it. We took hundred of thousands of rounds for the Glocks and the M4s. We took over a thousand grenades. We found dozens of power generating units and loaded four brand new ones. They had eight cylinder Caterpillar engines and massive generators were attached. We all outfitted ourselves with military clothes too. The camouflage type fatigues. We got several sets each of two different color schemes. We all found combat boots, both leather and the canvas type jungle boots. We left our old web belts and holsters since the army had a much more complicated but more functional type to replace them. We found a section of military radios and took many to use instead of the CBs that we had. We kept the CB radios too, but intended to use the army units since they wouldn't be as common and we could feel better about talking on them. Beverly knew enough about radios to tell us we would need antennas specifically for the type of radios we were getting and we spent a couple of hours determining what type we needed and where to find them. We also decided to take some walkie-talkies and were happy to find a pallet of them and then locate a pallet of batteries and chargers. We basically just went around for days looking at the things there and trying to decide if we could use them. We were finally ready to leave Ft Hood after filling two more trucks with our booty and we'd also acquired a humvee. It had insignia that showed it had belonged to a General. It was longer that the everyday hummers we saw scattered around. It had a metal covering and looked slightly similar to a station wagon or a panel truck. There was enough seating to accommodate all of us, and more. Best of all it was air-conditioned and was already equipped with one of the radios like we'd acquired. We checked our new installations against it and we could communicate easily. The stretch hummer even had a mount for some type of gun with a door in the top that obviously was for a gunner to stand in. There was no gun attached though. We didn't dream we would actually ever need a machine gun so we didn't even look for one to fit. It did create a problem. We now had more vehicles than drivers. Beverly asked me if I could use a welding machine. I had worked as a pipe fitter's helper one summer while I was in college and Melvin Stancil was a welder on the job. We got pretty friendly and he showed me the basics of stick rod welding and helped me along as I practiced. I could do rough welding. He'd also tried to teach me MIG and TIG welding but I could barely stick two pieces of metal together using those methods. I told Beverly I could weld a little and asked why she wanted to know. She pointed out the humvee had a towing bar on the front and all I had to do was put a hitch on the ICC bumper of my trailer and I could just tow the humvee. It was a perfect solution. It didn't even require any welding. I just had to cut a hole in the ICC bumper to put a hitch ball through. That was good because I was much better with a cutting rig than I was with any type of welder. We found a hitch ball and a cutting rig and made the modification. We pulled the humvee up to the back of my truck and hitched it up. It worked great. We pointed our little convoy east on Highway 190 and headed back toward I-35. We hadn't seen one living soul during the entire time we'd spent at the army base. When we came to I-35 and followed the sweeping ramp around we ended up heading north. I was surprised we still hadn't even seen a car or truck in the breakdown lane or anywhere. The highway was just empty on both sides. I was just trucking along minding my own business, daydreaming a little actually. I was brought up short when a helicopter swooped into my line of sight seeming to dive across our path. I hit the brakes at once. Thankfully our trucking instructions had included Beverly's thorough discussion of following distance and plenty of it. The separation caused us to be somewhat strung out, but if we'd neglected it we would all or nearly all be wrecked right now. I guess all the others had seen the helicopter also because there was no clamor on the radio asking why I'd stopped. Our halt must have been the craft's main intention. It came back closer and hovered for a minute. We all stayed in our respective trucks and then the helicopter moved slowly down the line of trucks and back. I assumed they were looking us over. I decided progress would be extremely slow if we all just stayed put. I guessed who ever was in the helicopter wanted to communicate something. I took a chance and grabbed a white T-shirt. I used the radio to tell the others what I intended and warned them to stay put. I then stepped out of the cab and began waving the white flag. The helicopter noticed almost at once and came back my way. It hovered about a hundred and fifty yards from me. I could see it was one of those small helicopters. I didn't know the name for them, but it was the kind that had been featured at the beginning of Magnum PI. I thought there were two people in it. It just kept hovering and I wondered why it didn't approach. I realized I was waving a white flag, but was still carrying my Glock and the Dirty Harry special. I slowly removed them from their holsters with my thumb and one finger. I opened the truck's door, put them inside, shut the door, and turned back to face the hovering helicopter. It moved off toward the southbound lane just across from where I was, lowered until it was nearly on the pavement, and one person got out as the helicopter rose again to about a hundred feet. The person who exited waved a white rag of some kind at me. I noticed it was a young boy. He held both his hands high and turned in a circle letting me see he was not armed. Then he pointed to the center of the median for a few seconds and started toward it. I moved that way to meet him. As we neared each other I was astonished to see it was a teenager. I approached with a smile on my face, but he didn't return it. Apparently this wasn't a social call. "We stopped you because we have some information about what's ahead of you. Who are you and where are you headed? Are you in the military?" I wondered why he thought I was in the military. Then I realized I was dressed in military clothing. "No I'm not in the military. We just procured these clothes since they seemed durable and comfortable. We're heading to northeast Texas to try and establish a home where we can provide for ourselves. I'm with eight women and we're mainly trying to feed and protect ourselves and trying to find a place to settle down." He gave me an even harder look. I could sense he hadn't approved when I'd told him I was with eight women. "May I speak to the women?" he asked, without trying to sound the least bit friendly. I noticed the helicopter had set down now and the pilot's open door was facing me. The pilot was a woman. I could see she had a weapon in her lap. She wasn't pointing it at me, but it wouldn't take her three seconds to shoulder it and take a shot. "Of course you can talk to them. Come on I'll take you to them." "No. You stay right where you are. My mother is covering you. I'll go talk to the women," he said, obviously making it an order and sounding angry about it at that. I sensed then he was probably more nervous than angry. They were taking an awful gamble and seemed to be doing it to help us. I didn't want anything violent to happen, but I didn't want to die while they were finding out what they wanted to know. I was the best chance the women with me had to survive. Even discounting my life I couldn't take unnecessary risk that might leave them alone. "You're mother and you will probably end up dead in just a few minutes if you aren't careful. She might be able to take me out but all eight of the women have automatic weapons and can use them. Two of them are excellent shots. I assure you they will be very angry if I come to harm. We stopped and offered you a truce. You have about twenty seconds to get back into a peaceful mode before I take my chances and signal them you aren't friendly," I said. I could see him get very tense after my warning. He didn't look frightened but I could tell he realized if shooting really did start he was in even a worse position than I was. If I were telling the truth, his mother probably wouldn't even be able to get the helicopter airborne in time to keep it from being destroyed by automatic weapon's fire. "We are friendly and mean you no harm. I'll be glad to let you talk to anyone you want to. If you have information about what's ahead we need to hear it, but if you go back to the next truck with me standing here at gunpoint you're just going to be at gunpoint yourself. There's no need for that. Just step back and I'll signal Jana, the driver of the next truck, to leave her weapons and come talk to you," I said. "Alright," he said, and stepped back beside me. I motioned for Jana to join us. When she stepped out with her weapons I motioned for her to leave them in the truck. Sharon had taken security to heart since her ordeal, which led to her joining us, and I felt sure she was already out of her truck and moving on the other side of the trucks to see what was going on. Though I felt the situation would soon resolve itself peacefully, I was still tense. I felt if anyone were to be shot I was probably the best candidate to receive the first round. I didn't doubt the helicopter, the boy, and his mother would be gone shortly after that. I just couldn't see where that would help me. Jana joined us then and though I could tell she was tense she had a big smile on her face. "Hi, I'm Jana." "Is he holding you prisoner?" the boy asked. I was surprised at the thought and nearly laughed, but I kept from it. Jana couldn't contain herself though and just guffawed. She actually doubled up in laughter. It shocked the boy and while he was trying to get the joke Sharon stepped from behind my trailer with her M4, launcher attached, and pointed it directly at the newcomer. "Be very still. Your life depends on it. No matter what happens, if shots are fired you will be the first to die. Right after I kill you that pilot will be entertaining a grenade in the helicopter," Sharon told the boy, as she came forward and placed the muzzle of the M4 to his chest. I stepped back a couple of steps and raised my arms. Sharon directed Jana to take her Glock and cover the boy. When this was accomplished Sharon stepped into view of the chopper's pilot. The pilot, seeing Sharon, must have noticed the grenade launcher. Unbidden she left her weapon and exited the helicopter. "Sharon, whatever you do don't shoot them if it can be avoided at all. I think they are just nervous. Like you were when dead guy was chasing you. When the other one gets a little closer I want you and Jana to walk back a little and put down your weapons. We need to be as peaceful and accommodating as we can." When the pilot made it about a hundred feet from the chopper Sharon and Jana did as I'd asked. They put their weapons on the ground and came back to where the boy and I were standing. The woman realized the significance of this at once and walked toward us faster. She was more like what I had come to expect survivors to be - a beautiful woman. I doubted she was really the boy's mother though, since she appeared to be only twenty or twenty-one. She had dark black hair that hung in gentle waves down below her shoulders and just nearly to the tops of her breasts. It was practically the same color as Janet's. She had large breasts, probably C cups and was five foot even or maybe just a little taller. I doubt she weighed over a hundred pounds. What I could see of her café au lait complexion was flawless. Her face was beautiful but exotic looking somehow, Eurasian maybe. Her dark eyes gave credence, but her heritage wasn't that simple. Her eyebrows were full but not overmuch. Her body seemed beautiful. I couldn't really tell for sure because she was wearing a flight suit type coverall and it was not tight. ------- Chapter 23 The woman introduced herself as Aimee. The boy was her son Johnny. I didn't question her about it I just took it on faith. I told them both if they wanted to talk to the women I would go down the line and send them all up. I told them I would borrow a weapon from the last truck in line and keep a watch on the rear. I suggested it would be to all our benefits if Sharon reclaimed her weapon and watched to the fore as they talked. They agreed this was a good idea and I headed to the back of the line telling each of the women to leave their weapons and head for the powwow near the front truck. I was only banished to the back of the line for about thirty minutes when Aimee came walking back toward me. She apologized for their initial surliness and said they would try to explain themselves later. "If we promise to be more polite in the future can Johnny and I tag along with you?" she asked, rather sheepishly. "I would love for you both to join us as long as you understand that you are under no obligation to me at all." "They all told us that would be the first thing out of your mouth. You won't complain if I decide to come to breakfast in just a T-shirt with no panties will you?" she asked, teasing me now. It was much better than when she was pointing a gun at me. "Aimee, I just have ethics, I'm not retarded." I then asked her if we needed to modify the morning uniform for Johnny's sake. It was fun for the women and me, but I was already thinking of the boy's feelings. I wanted both of them to be happy with us and to feel comfortable. She told me Johnny had already heard about the good morning Jack routine and that it would break his heart if he didn't get to see it. "He's thirteen Jack. Sickness and sadness or not, he's as horny as he can be. I think he's even been trying to peek at his old mother," she said, grinning. "That just shows his high intelligence." She blushed a little at that. I sensed the conversation had gone about as far in that direction as she was comfortable with, so I asked her what information she had for what was up the road. She told me there was trouble up the road just this side of Waco. That was their original purpose for stopping us. She said she could show me more easily than tell me about it and she invited me to accompany her in the helicopter to see what was going on. I accepted at once. As we headed back to the lead truck I was going to suggest someone go back and watch behind us. Aimee said we could just check it out from the air as we left. If we saw anything suspicious we could land again and prepare to deal with it. It sounded like a plan to me. Aimee suggested I get my M4 and bring a few extra grenades just in case. I got it and as we crossed to the helicopter I saw the women were going back toward their respective trucks. I assumed they intended to rearm. Nancy had Johnny in tow. Aimee made a wide swing around the immediate area. I could tell at once I had been correct in thinking a helicopter would be valuable. We could see everything. She flew down one side of I-35 to the exit for Killeen and then up the other side. We couldn't see anything moving. She continued north after we passed the trucks. We were near Waco in about ten minutes. The trouble she'd mentioned was obvious at once. Someone had blocked both sides of the Interstate. They had a couple of trucks parked across the lanes. About a quarter of a mile north of these barricades they had done the same thing. We didn't approach closely, but hovered about a half mile from the barricade. I noticed a large RV parked in the median near the northbound lane and as we were spotted I saw what appeared to be a woman approach the RV and it looked like she knocked on the door. It soon opened and she must have told them of our visit. She left and went back to her post near the barricade. Soon four armed men came out of the RV. One seemed to be looking at us with binoculars. They studied us for a minute and then two of them raised their weapons. I could tell from the flashes they were firing though we never heard the reports of the weapons. Aimee and I had on headsets so we could talk and I guess the headsets and the noise of the helicopter kept us from hearing the firing. She didn't seem concerned that we were under fire. "They can't hope to hit us at this range and altitude. They are either trying to warn us or they are just stupid." "I wonder what they think they're doing?" I asked. "We discovered them on our way down. They had a southbound car stopped and it looked like they were recruiting the occupants. They all seemed to be women in the car," she said. "Looks as if they're collecting a harem by force." "That's what it looked like to Johnny and me. That's the reason we seemed so surly toward you at first. These bozos were still fresh in our mind. As far as we could tell with a short look around there are four men with arms. They seem to stay in the RV most of the time. There are about twenty women with them. The women seem to be lookouts and workers. The men seem to just sit on their asses in that RV unless someone calls them out," Aimee said, explaining. "Seen enough for now?" she asked after a few minutes. "Yes. Why don't we go back and talk it over." We went back to the convoy and she landed just in front of my lead truck this time. We all gathered and talked it over for a while. They had us blocked and there wasn't really a good detour that wouldn't take us a long way out of our way. I doubted they would let us pass if they could stop us. We could probably take them by force but I was worried about casualties. "Jack, do you think you could hit that RV with a grenade shooting out of the helicopter?" Aimee asked. "Sharon could probably do better than I could. She has actually fired some grenades for practice. I haven't." "It's too damned bad that little piece of shit doesn't have a rocket launcher. I could take them out from where we hovered with no problem," Aimee said. "That's the truth. We wouldn't even have to slow down except to back the trucks off the road," Johnny agreed. The light finally shined for me. "I know almost nothing about helicopters; but there are hundreds at Ft Hood. We just left there. I wanted to take one so bad but none of us even knew how to start one up," I told them. "Can you operate one of the army helicopters?" I asked. Aimee just looked at me like I was a little slow and then got a really big smile. "I just left the service about eighteen months ago. I got a job in Dallas flying for traffic reports. I flew combat missions while I was in the service. I was headed to Ft Hood when we saw you. We didn't know if there would be any choppers left there. We'd heard that most of them had been moved to centralized locations right at the last," she said. "Well that must have been one of the locations they were moved to. Like I said there are hundreds. Most of them looked like they had guns and missiles hanging off of them." "I can fly over and get one to take care of these assholes then. It probably won't take over an hour or two," Aimee said. "We're not in a rush. Why don't we just find a crossover and all go back. You can pick your favorite and we can help if you have to do anything to it. We have three empty trucks and you will probably need some sort of supplies or equipment or extra ammunition for it. We could load it in the trucks." Nancy said. It made sense to everyone. Johnny and Aimee remounted their helicopter and flew north to find a crossover. They were back in two minutes and gave us the signal to go ahead. They flew on to Ft Hood. We found the crossover and negotiated it with no problems. We were back at Ft Hood in a little over an hour and we drove all the trucks over to the area where I'd found the helicopters. Aimee had already picked a one. She said it was a cobra gunship. Apparently it was for attacking. She said it was an excellent tank killer. I hoped we didn't run into any tanks, but she said it would deal with the RV like an atomic bomb would take care of a tent. We helped carry things as Aimee found the proper ammunition for the guns. She loaded eight of what she called TOW rockets into pods on the sides of the cobra. She also loaded some other type of rockets into round canisters that were mounted under little stubby wings. Then she loaded some 20mm cartridges for the gattling gun which extended from the nose. We all tried to help as Aimee found a fueling truck and fueled the helicopter. She also fueled the tiny one they had come in. Then we went with Aimee as she scouted out ammunition and ordinance for loading into one of the trucks. We filled a truck with supplies and ammunition for the helicopter. Luckily they were all packed in special boxes to protect them. It ended up being a pretty heavy load but the truck didn't complain. Another large benefit to having our two new friends was Aimee's knowledge of military hardware and equipment. We went back to the huge warehouse where she and Johnny outfitted themselves with boots and clothing like we had. I was surprised that Johnny had no trouble finding things to fit him. He was a little big for his age though and I guess soldiers came in all sizes. Aimee also showed us about body armor and helped us all with the proper fit and such. She outfitted each of us with a proper helmet. She didn't see us wearing them much, but she said if bullets did start flying we would be glad we had them. She even told us exactly what type of machine gun was intended for the humvee and helped us find and install it. We procured a few more of these that used the same ammunition and we loaded many thousands of rounds for them. Aimee was also familiar with the army's starlight vision, night vision, and infrared imaging equipment. She found several different types and showed us what to load and we took several repetitions of many different models. We all got another M4 each and Aimee helped us equip them all with night vision sights. She even found one that would fit my Barrett when I asked. We now all had a day gun and a night one. I pointed out we had now completely filled another truck and a half. Aimee measured the space left in the half filled truck and then measured the tiny helicopter they had come in. She decided it would fit and was about to start doing something to the main rotor blades to swing them in so it could be loaded. Beverly mentioned she had seen some helicopter similar to that one but with guns in another area. We unhooked the humvee we'd been towing, since it would carry all of us, and Beverly drove us to the area she was talking about. It had about a hundred more helicopters. Several were similar to the one Aimee had arrived in except for the guns and some small rocket launchers. Some had five blades for the main rotor though instead of four. Aimee said that would not be a problem. She said it was actually an advantage as these were newer models. She looked through the helicopters and found one she wanted. It was already fully fueled and armed. She said it must have been just set down, fueled, and abandoned. She fired it up, warmed it up and left for the trucks. She was already working with the main rotors by the time we got back. We helped her swing them all to the back and then towed the helicopter up a ramp into the warehouse. Soon enough we had it safely stowed inside the trailer. I was amazed. We all headed to the kitchen we had used when we were here before. We had been amazed that the power at the base was still on. Aimee told us it had its own power making facility and it would probably run for months until its fuel was exhausted. Since there was now only a tiny drain it might last even longer. Nancy and Karen cooked a big meal and we ate. Aimee said something about it being much better than an MRE. I asked what an MRE was as she and Johnny just looked at each other. Aimee explained what a Meal Ready to Eat was. MREs are the military's new version of rations for soldiers in the field. They amount to a heavy-plastic bag about eight inches by twelve inches and three to four inches thick. They are one meal and even include a little bag of chemicals that serves as a heater when water is added. They were supposed to remain edible for years. After we'd finished we found a warehouse full of them and we filled all available space with the small boxes they were packed in. All our trucks were now loaded to the gills. After we were fully loaded we climbed into the sleepers for the night. We got up just after sunup the next morning. Janet and Diane cooked this morning and the condemned all had a hearty meal. We realized we were actually going to initiate combat today and the mood was a little somber. It seemed to bother Aimee the least. I asked her about it. "I've been in actual combat before. I've had real soldiers shooting at me. What I'm going to do to those guys in the RV just amounts to out and out killing. They deserve it and they're going to get it. Remember, they've already fired at us." I felt better knowing Aimee felt she would be in no danger. I didn't give a shit about those four assholes in the RV. They had opened the ball. Even if they weren't capturing and enslaving the people they encountered, they were blocking the road. I couldn't think of a good reason for doing that. They'd fired at us with no provocation. If I were going to leave an enemy in my wake I'd rather leave a dead one. I'd already discovered that dead enemies hardly ever bothered you any more. I did hope we wouldn't have to kill or hurt any of the women they had with them. Secretly I hoped we wouldn't have to adopt any of them either. You can get too much of a good thing and I was afraid I was approaching my limit. After we had established a semi-permanent place to stay it might be different, but traveling like this would make it difficult to adapt to several more companions at once. That thought made me remember there had been no T-shirt clad good morning kisses this morning. Even though Aimee had said she was eager to participate and that Johnny was eager to see it. We had continued them during our previous stay at Ft Hood. They had just been absent this morning. Maybe it was because of what Aimee would be doing first thing this morning. If that was it I understood. Still I missed my morning torture. Aimee left in the cobra to deal with the RV. Just before she headed for it she mentioned we would need to be on the lookout for places we could refuel the helicopter. She could come back and refuel after the mission but with her flying close to the convoy during the trip she would need to refuel two or three times, maybe even four before we reached our destination. I told her we would think about it while she was gone. After Aimee left the rest of us sat around drinking coffee. We joked around about nothing in particular. "I wonder why she didn't die with all the rest of the military. Do you think it was because she was already out of it?" Sharon asked. "I'm sure that was part of it. I think it is partially something I've thought about before. I believe it is because she is beautiful, she has very large breasts, and she is of childbearing age. I'd be willing to bet, especially after so much recent experience, that she has an uncommonly tight, hot, wet pussy." I said, half seriously. Just after I said it I remembered I was talking about Johnny's mother and he was with us. I was saved though because Johnny was in the warehouse exploring again. The women had always scoffed before when I'd pointed out only beautiful women seemed to survive the sickness. I could tell they might be coming around to my way of thinking. I was becoming convinced. We were all quiet for a few minutes after that. "Jack, did you miss your good morning kisses and inspections this morning?" Diane asked, teasing. "Actually I did. I assumed it was because we've acquired new companions," I said. "Partially, although Aimee was ready and willing. Really the rest of us felt it might be inappropriate considering what she was going to have to do this morning. It really seemed she was just a little let down about it. Aimee even said to me that right before combat was the best time to get laid in case you never got another chance. She didn't think there was anything to worry about this time though. I know Johnny thought it was terribly unfair," Nancy said. This gave me some pause. If she really expected my attentions I sure as hell wanted to make sure she got them. She had already made a massive contribution to our plans. Her knowledge of the MREs had extended our food supply for at least a year. Her flight training and knowledge would, and was right now, going to help immeasurably. She might have missed a good morning kiss, but I was sure as hell going to give her a good welcome home plowing tonight. "You know Jack, flying isn't all she knows how to do. She was in the service for seven years and she's also had training in defensive and offensive tactics. She will be able to teach and train us to defend ourselves more easily," Karen said. "I already knew she would be a great help without even thinking or that. We should all try to make sure she feels welcome." "Just be sure you practice what you preach Jack. Aimee's turn is tonight," Janet said, teasing me and making the others laugh out looud. "We don't want to leave out Johnny. We need to find him some companions. I'm selfish enough that I don't want to share, but you are all grown women and if any of you would like to be with Johnny I won't make a fuss," I said. "We all talked about this last night Jack. Aimee was included. She knows as well as we all do Johnny is going to be stressed by this new situation. Hell the old situation must have stressed him. I just hope we can find someone that can be with him soon. All of us are committed to you now Jack. All of us except Jenna and Sharon are as old or older than his mother. That wouldn't make it an impossible situation, but you do make it impossible. None of us want to leave you Jack," Karen said. "I don't want that either. I hate it for Johnny but we'll just have to be as considerate of him as we can and hope for the best. For god's sake be sure and give him plenty of privacy so he can at least jack off in peace. I'm sure he is going to get some real inspiration being with us," I said, and they all giggled. "I'm serious. Don't go looking for Johnny unless you really need to. I'm not saying to avoid him at all, just don't go looking for him just because you wonder where he is. He might be busy," I said, and then changed the subject. "We should try to figure out something to insure the fuel supply for the helicopter," I said. "I already have that solved," Beverly said. "How?" "The tractor I'm driving has a V8 Cat and a fifteen speed. It would pull four or five trailers. My trailer is already rigged in back to pull a dolly for doubles. I can't figure out why because it's too long to legally be used as a double. It's rigged for it though. We just need to look around and find a fuel transport trailer that's in good shape and a good dolly like the ones used to pull doubles. All we need is a dolly and a fuel trailer and we can take as much fuel with us as the tanker will hold. We won't even have to leave any of the other trailers behind," Beverly said. We started to take the humvee out to look for a trailer and dolly but we decided we could find it easier when Aimee returned. She could just fly Beverly around until she spotted what she needed. The cobra wasn't gone over an hour and a half. Aimee was laughing when she got out. I went to her and took her in my arms. I pressed my mouth to hers and for just an instant I thought I had fucked up. I guess she was just surprised though because she parted her lips and we traded tongues almost right away. She hugged me to her as if she really meant it. In a few seconds she broke the kiss. ------- Chapter 24 "I know I'm out of uniform Jack, but don't let that stop you feeling my ass. I could sure use a good groping right now," Aimee said, whispering into my ear and then she resumed kissing. I did as asked and explored her nice ass as thoroughly as I could through the fatigues. Finally, as we broke up I saw the rest of the troops were lined up for inspection also. It didn't hurt my feelings a bit. After the women made sure I had a massive hardon they all drifted back for more coffee. Beverly explained her fuel plan to Aimee and Aimee was amazed. Aimee took Beverly off in the HumVee to get yet another helicopter. We heard them lifting off about thirty minutes later. In about forty minutes we heard Aimee calling on the radio. Nancy answered and Aimee said they'd found what they wanted and Beverly was bringing it while she circled to make sure no trouble came up. Twenty minutes later Aimee was landing and Beverly came driving up in a day cab tractor. I went over and Beverly asked me to drop the trailer. It only took a couple of minutes. She said they'd spotted a dolly on the base and she took off to get it. Aimee started talking to me about all the helicopters. She seemed awed at the number and the different types. It was all Greek to me so I didn't really have anything to say. "Jack when we get settled we really should come back here and try to get some more of the helicopters. I can do small maintenance, but if something complicated breaks I won't be able to fix it," Aimee said. "How would you get back to get them. Won't it be dangerous to try to go back and forth in cars? What if we run into another road block while coming down here?" "Do you think anyone else would like to learn to fly?" Aimee asked. "I know I would, but won't it take a long time to learn." "Well it's much more complicated than a plane," she said. "I can fly a small plane straight and level. I've even landed one but never solo. I always had the instructor with me." "That will work fine. We can do it that way." "What way?" "We can make sure you are comfortable landing a small plane in just a few hours. When we get settled we'll just find a small airport, commandeer a light plane and get you up to speed. Then we can fly down here in the plane and I can fly a helicopter while you return in the plane," Aimee said, explaining. "Sounds like a plan to me," I said, and it did. Now though she had me almost wanting to try learning in a helicopter. I hadn't thought we needed so many helicopters, but I was sure she knew better than I did. Hell, if she wanted every damned one of them what was it to me. She could have them all as far as I was concerned. It couldn't hurt. Beverly got back with the dolly about then and she backed it under the fuel trailer and we hooked it up. She then got into her truck and backed the trailer up to the dolly. This took considerable maneuvering but was finally accomplished. She then pulled the long double rig over to the helicopter's fueling station and we began filling it. There was a metal tag on the side of the trailer that told which compartment held how much fuel. All together it could hold nine thousand gallons. That would make for a lot of fill ups for the helicopter. While we were filling the transport Aimee scrounged around to find a proper nozzle to fuel the helicopter and gathered enough connections to connect it to one of the transports hoses. By the time we had the transport full of fuel, everything else was ready. It was past noon now and we debated staying another night but decided to go ahead and leave. Aimee flew near us while we traveled. She would scout ahead but was near enough to return quickly if we called her on the radio. When we neared Waco and the scene of the roadblocks, Aimee, who had gone up in the cobra to make sure there would be no more problems, radioed back. She said the trucks had been moved and no one was visible anywhere near the area. I told her I wish I could have seen what happened this morning. "I can show you what went down Jack. I recorded it on the gun camera. It won't be in color but you will get to see the fireworks." I was looking forward to it. Suddenly I worried about my choice of routes and I called for a halt. I started to explain on the radio and thought better of it. I asked Aimee if she could land safely for a conference. She circled checking for any signs of danger and then set down in front of my leading truck. All of us got out and came to the front. "I've started wondering if we are going to run into any other trouble. There are two good routes to where we're going. I originally intended to go up to the loop around Dallas and then go right. We can then either take I-20 east or I-30 north. Either highway will take us within fifty miles of where I want to go. We could even take State Highway 31 just a couple of miles ahead and it will eventually take us close to where we're headed. I just wondered if it might not be better for you to scout the routes," I asked. "Come with me Jack. We can scout them all in less than three hours," Aimee said. Sharon said they could just pull all the trucks up tight and keep their eyes peeled. We all said goodbyes then Aimee and I mounted the cobra and left. When we were airborne she told me she and Johnny had already checked out the road from here to Dallas and it was clear unless something had happened since yesterday. We didn't see anything new. When we came to the intersection with I-20 we went east along it until we came to US 59. We followed 59 north until we came to came to I-30 and we headed west, south as far as I-30 was concerned, back toward Dallas. Between Mt. Pleasant and Mt. Vernon it looked like someone else had a roadblock in mind. As we approached a big rig was being positioned to block the eastbound lanes. Aimee looked at me and just gave an evil little grin. She cut her speed and dropped her altitude. I saw the front mounted gun start moving, I assumed she was aiming it. Suddenly it started rotating and spitting out fire. I guess it was about a three second burst. It practically ripped the trailer in half. Aimee then maneuvered low and in front of the tractor, pointing the gun directly toward the truck's windshield. The driver promptly backed the truck off the highway, down the bank and completely clear of the highway and shoulder. Then Aimee gave the front of the tractor another short burst. The hood and the front tires just exploded. The driver bailed out and started running toward a pickup truck that was parked on the shoulder about two hundred yards from him. Aimee turned toward the pickup and put a burst beside it. A body fled the pickup running down the bank. It appeared to be a woman. When she was well clear Aimee let the pickup have it with one of the small rockets. It exploded into a ball of flame. The man and woman ran to each other and Aimee set the cobra on the pavement with the forward gun pointed toward them. When we touched down I got out with my M4. I stepped clear of the cobra and yelled to them. "Don't even think about blocking the highways. You aren't the only ones left alive. If we catch you doing it again you won't be alive any longer," I shouted. "We thought the military were all dead," he shouted idiotically. "You aren't equipped to think. Don't try it again." I got back in the cobra and we departed. I guess we did look like we were military. We were in a military helicopter and we were wearing military clothes. Fuck 'em. Let them think what they would. It wouldn't hurt for them to think there was still some kind of authority about. We flew back to Dallas and then back to our little convoy. Aimee landed near the tanker since she might as well refuel. She finished and then moved the cobra back. We talked it over and decided to just head to Dallas and take I-20 east when we came to it. The little dust up near Mt Pleasant was the only snag we had seen. I-20 had been completely deserted. We reached I-20 in less than two hours and then headed east. We came upon a truck stop inside another hour. It was a Rip Griffin. Beverly called it rip-off Griffin's. We found enough room to park all the trucks and set the chopper down. The place was deserted except for us. The power was out here also. We still had plenty of fuel but if there had been power and we could have started a pump and we would have topped off. We went inside and poked around. The restaurant's kitchen had a gas grill and the pilot was still on. Nancy turned up the heat and it came right on. She and Karen checked the walk in cooler and said it was still cool enough that the meat was probably still good. They got out some steaks and a couple of dozen eggs. We had steak, eggs, hash browns and toast. The rest of us went to the store portion and found some flashlights and battery lanterns and some batteries so we could have light to eat by since it would be dark soon. I have to say I was pleased to see Aimee trailing me as I headed for my sleeper. I was anxious to see her without clothes and check her out visually, along with the Braille system. I opened the door and stood aside to let her climb in. I gave her little ass a pat as it ascended and then I followed her into the sleeper. We embraced and kissed standing before the large bed. We exchanged tongues and I began running my hands over her body. She did the same. My hands came to rest on her delightful asscheeks and I gripped handfuls testing their texture. It was soft but not flabby. She flexed her buttocks and I could feel their underlying strength. Aimee took hold of the tab on her flight suit's long zipper and then ripped it all the way open. I've mentioned before this sound did something to me. This extended version just did more. I put my hands on her shoulders to push the top of the suit off them and as it fell to her waist I had to step back and just lust after what was revealed. Aimee's breasts were large and round and firm. Her areolae and nipples were perfectly centered. They were dark, almost a milk chocolate shade. Her perfect nipples were about a half-inch high and about the same in diameter. I hefted her titties in my hands and rubbed my thumbs across and back over the nipples and it caused them to stand. "Oh God! I'm so fucking horny I could just scream." I retained my vantage on her breasts and put my lips to her throat to kiss and nibble. Then I kissed my way to one of her ears and nipped the lobe with my teeth. "I haven't had sex in nearly two years. It hasn't been that bad because I haven't seen anyone that really rang my chime. That ended yesterday when we joined you. It was all I could do to keep from soaking through my flight suit yesterday. I was afraid I'd have to use a panty shield. If Nancy hadn't told me I could go with you tonight I might have attacked you in the truck stop before we ate," she said. "I know exactly what you're talking about. I haven't had to do without sex, but I've been dying to get my hands on your naked flesh since you unassed the helicopter that first time. You are just beautiful." I kissed her lips again and then lowered my lips to suck one of her chocolate drop nipples. It was so delicious I moved to the other one. Her hands were in my hair now and her breath was coming faster and was accompanied by little sounds that were almost like tiny growls. I eased her backward until her legs came to the foot of the bed and she lay back on it with her hips on the edge. I removed her boots and socks and she helped as I wormed her out of her coverall and her panties. I pulled her to me just a little until her ass was just hanging off the bed. I pushed her knees apart and looked at her pussy. It was tiny, as expected. Her Labia were darker than all the others. This made a stark contrast to the pinkness that was just beginning to peek through her slit. I could already see little drops of her juices wanting to drip. I lowered my mouth to taste her and she was different but delicious. She tasted more earthy than the others. I can't describe it, that's just how it seemed to me. She growled her approval as I licked in her slit and to the top to just flick her clit with the tip of my tongue. She pressed her pussy up toward my mouth and put her hands in my hair to guide me. I decided to let her steer since she seemed in need of a quick orgasm. She directed me unerringly back to her clit. I puckered my lips around it and sucked. She gasped. I put the bottom of my tongue tip on it and just wiggled it side to side and now her legs came up to press against my ears. I felt her getting closer as she began rhythmically pushing her pussy to my mouth and her growling had become moaned pleadings. I reached both hands up to her breast and gripped them firmly then took each nipple between a thumb and forefinger and pulled and twisted them. Finally I gave them a firm pinch as I sucked hard at her clitoris and began slapping my tongue down on it. "Aw Fuck," she groaned loudly as she spent. She clamped me harder with her legs and slammed my face three or four time with her hips. I managed to miss a bruised lip, but not by much. I released her clit and began slowly lapping her pussy from bottom to top with long licks. Her thighs relaxed and I could hear more clearly. "God you are good. I feel so relaxed now," she said, almost purring. She scooted up on the bed until her head was on the pillows. "Thank you Jack. See you in the morning," she said, as she laid her head on the pillow and closed her eyes as if to sleep. I was stumped. It actually didn't register for a second. My dick was now throbbing and she was going to sleep. I knew I'd never make it until morning. I would have to go scrambling around to the other trucks like a lot lizard or something. What the hell, I didn't have any pride where a hard dick was concerned. I hadn't even undressed so I just turned around and went back thru the curtain. I slid over the drivers seat and had the door open when I heard Aimee call me. "Jack. Jack, where did you go?" she asked, sounding concerned. I turned my head back toward the curtain thinking she would call again if she needed something. Her head burst out of the curtain and she looked to the door. "Jack, where're you going?" she sounded a little hurt. "Well you seemed to be going to sleep so I was going to go to visit one of the other girls. I'm not really that sleepy right now," I tried to sound casual about it, but I'm afraid I failed. I had a hardon and a hard hardon. Eating Aimee was wonderful. She was so responsive and her hot pussy was a treat for my mouth and tongue. Unfortunately the things it did to my dick didn't help any. I was going to get rid of some come if I had to do it by hand. I didn't think there was even the slightest chance of that, but I sure remembered how it worked. "Please come back Jack, I was only teasing. I wasn't going to sleep," she said, looking so forlorn. I laughed out loud and couldn't stop. She had yanked my chain hard and I had swallowed it. I couldn't believe she'd done it so convincingly. I guessed some of it was because she was such an unknown, but she had just lay down and said she was going to sleep and she made it seem like the most natural thing in the world. I couldn't wait to tell all the others, especially Nancy and Karen. I knew they'd never let me forget it if I told them, but it was just too funny. I couldn't stop laughing. Every time I tried to get up and go back into the sleeper I just doubled over with laughter again. Aimee had looked a little startled when I first guffawed, but she was laughing too now. Every time we looked at each other we just laughed harder. Finally we calmed down and I was able to close the door and go back into the sleeper. I had laughed so hard my dick had gone down. No problem there. I just didn't let Aimee get back in bed yet. I found it much easier to kiss and grope her now that she was completely naked. My dick was ready for action in no time. I broke off the kiss and turned her until she faced the bed, then I gave her sassy ass a sound smack and told her to lie down and I'd be right with her. She got back on the bed and lay down with her head on the pillows again. I sat and took off my boots and socks and stood up to remove my shirt, pants, and boxers. "God Damn. Where did you get that? I thought this was just a skirmish, I didn't know you'd have heavy weapons," Aimee said. "What do you mean?" I asked, actually puzzled. "I mean that dick you got swinging Jack. The others didn't tell me you were King Kong's brother. What a monster," she said, with a gleam in her eye. I knew I had a big dick, but I never dwelled on it. All the girls had mentioned it at one time or another, but they'd gotten used to it I guess. Nancy and Karen were the only ones that ever mentioned it anymore and that was usually when they were teasing me. Nancy was always calling me a long dicked something or other, but I hardly even noticed it any more. "Well it's not that big," I said, meekly. "It is too. That's the biggest dick I've ever seen by a long way. To think I nearly let you slip off while I was pretending to sleep," she shook her head a little. I didn't know exactly what was expected now. Did she think it would hurt her? Did she want to talk about it? Did she want me to leave again? She answered my questions quickly. She held up her arms in invitation and she spread her legs wide. "Come here to Momma you big dicked boy," she said, with her biggest smile yet. "Yes'm," was all I said. I crawled up between her legs until my mouth found her pussy again. I gave it several bottom to top licks to make sure her motor was still warm and moved on after she flexed her hips a couple of times. I dropped off by her nipples for a couple of quick sucks and nibbles and then I kissed her lips and felt her little hand wrap around my dick. She wet the head in her slit and then placed it in her entrance. I pushed. She was tight and hot but she was good and wet and I pushed and pulled three or four times and then pressed it all the way up her pussy. Nothing can beat sliding you cock up a tight hot wet pussy until it just won't slide any further. I just held still and after about a minute Aimee began squeezing me with her pussy. She had a unique feel to her insides. I don't think it was better or worse than the others it was just different. I can't even tell you what was different about it. I just know it was. I started the old pump and draw. It felt great of course. Aimee was working on my mouth with her lips and tongue and in my hair with her hands. I was pumping her pussy with my dick. I upped the pressure and speed just a little and felt her legs wrap around my waist. Soon her tiny feet were on my ass and her heels were urging me on. I picked up the tempo and her legs began to grip me more tightly as she began to pivot her hips in time. "That's it baby. Fuck me harder. Lay your big ass on me and hold me down and fuck me. Root that big dick around in my little pussy. Uh. Uh. That's so fucking good," she said, and was growling at me again. I thought she might want me to take a little more control from the way she was talking. Maybe she'd wanted me to just fuck her before when she'd said she was going to sleep. She must have known I could have if I'd wanted to. I thought I might as well take a guess and go with it. "You're getting it now aren't you," I said, trying to sound forceful without seeming mean in case I was wrong. "Uh. Oh Yeah. Give it to me." I pumped it up her harder now. "You thought you'd just fuck with me a little while ago didn't you?" I asked. "Yes. I didn't think you'd let ... Oh, let me off that easy!" I knew I was right now. Aimee wanted a little handling. I'd been resting most of my weight on my elbows and awkwardly playing with her titties with my hands. I grabbed an arm with each hand now and slid them up to her wrist. This let my full weight rest on Aimee and I forced her arms straight out onto the bed. "Oh God. Aw. What are you doing you big fucker. Stop it," she said. I didn't believe a word of it. I held her arms out a little further and started genuinely fucking her hard now. She started making a little grunt each time I hit bottom. "Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh." I just kept pumping and then pumping harder. I knew she didn't want me to stop because she was slamming her pussy up to me now and her legs had a death grip on my waist as her heels drummed on my ass. "Now you see what happens when you play with dick. You get fucked," I said, spiting it out. "I'm sorry Jack, I wasn't trying to be a tease," she said, moaning. "I'm not going to let you be a tease. I'm just going to keep fucking you harder and harder all night." "Oh. Uh. Uh. Oh. You can't just fuck me when I don't want you to Jack. Stop it. Get off me," she said, begging. "Not a chance. I'll be fucking you in the morning when Nancy comes out to see why I haven't come in for coffee." ------- Chapter 25 This was as hard as I wanted to fuck her. She was ready to pop and I wanted her to do it while I still had some control. I leaned my head down, took a nipple in my mouth, and bit it. Hard, but not really painfully hard. It might leave a bruise but I didn't think it would really hurt much. "Ouch! God Almighty you big bastard let me up," Aimee screamed, as she popped her cork. "That's it Aimee. Scream and come. Get used to it. I'm going to be sticking my dick up you a lot from now on." I gave her a chance to respond but I never slowed the fucking. I just pumped. In the first place she had a really hot tight pussy. It didn't get loose and sloppy even if you were fucking it hard. She still had her legs around my waist but she was just hanging on now. Her pussy was still milking me with its insides though. "Now you know what you're gonna get every time I get hold of you you're gonna get a good fucking. A fast and hard fucking." "Oh please Jack. Don't fuck me so hard. I'll let you fuck me some; but not much and not so hard," she said, begging. "Not much and not hard? Forget that. I may have to ground you for a few days just so I can have you around for a quick slamming every hour or two. Now that I've had a shot of your pussy I'm not likely to let you wander." "Johnny and I will just slip off then," she said, but she didn't even try to sound convincing. "You might try to slip off but Johnny won't go any where and leave all these good looking women. I might even just tell a couple of them to give him a workout tomorrow to make sure. He won't want to go back to just fucking his momma after that," I said, snarling it. I knew I'd hit on another of her fantasies then. She quivered all over when I said it. I didn't think they'd been fucking but I could tell she'd thought about it. "Johnny wouldn't stay and make me go through this just for some new pussy. He wouldn't give me up like that. He loves me," she said, with a tremble in her voice. "Hell, I wouldn't make him give you up. I can share. We've got plenty of women, and with the way I've got my hooks in all the others they'll help. It won't hurt for Johnny to fuck them too until I get him some women of his own. If I can't stretch their tiny pussies I doubt he can." She was nearly ready to pop again. This talk about Johnny had her burning up. Aimee really got into her fantasies. "I think I'll just cuff you to the bed after I come in a minute and go get Jenna, Sharon, and Johnny to come in here with us. Jenna isn't that much older than Johnny and I'll bet he'd love a dose of her. Sharon has those giant titties and you know he wants to play with them. I haven't fucked either of them but once. They were both still virgins until just a couple of days ago. Johnny would love to play around with them while he was watching me fuck the shit out of you. Why, if I could hold on tight enough to you and roll over onto my back he could probably slick up your asshole and buttfuck you while I'm pumping your pussy." "Oh God! I'm coming again." I pumped my dick way up her pussy a few more strokes and was coming myself. God it was an explosion after all that fucking. Her little pussy couldn't hold it all and some of it leaked out around my dick. I let her hands go when she started coming and her arms flew around me as she started dragging her fingers up and down my back. I was glad she kept the nails short. She was hugging me with her arms and legs now just as tightly as she could manage. I could feel her heart just pounding and she was gasping for her breath. I put a little of my weight on my elbows so she could get a little more air, but I knew if I tried to roll off her she would raise hell. Finally we got our wind back. "God Damned. I was a virgin all this time and didn't know it. I just thought I'd been fucked before. Now that I know what fucking is, I wonder what those others thought they were doing?" Aimee asked, nearly whispering to herself. I didn't have a comment so I tried to put a little more of my weight on my elbows and started kissing her face and neck. I put a hickey on while I was at it and then just nibbled around on her ears. "Now I know why l lived over the sickness. It was so I could find you and be your bitch. I'll do anything for you if you'll just let me stay around and give me a fuck every now and them. You wonderful bastard. You wonderful dirty minded, dirty mouthed, big dicked, strong heavy bastard. I'm in love you motherfucker and it's you fault," she said. "Well of course Aimee, I love you too. You do know I might have exaggerated some of the things I said I'd do to you don't you?" I asked. "Yes, and I nearly died from the heat. I didn't think you really meant it all. But if you did there isn't a thing I could do about it. I'm yours now no matter how you treat me. I'm just yours." She meant it too. I could tell she was serious. I didn't know if some of it would wear off later but I knew for sure if I went to get Johnny and brought him in here she would crawl on my dick and spread her cheeks for her own son if I told her to. I was still pretty sure they had never had any real sexual contact though. I just didn't know why I thought it. We spooned up together with me behind her. I wrapped her up in my arms and just nibbled around on her neck as I drifted off. I dreamed a little that night of Aimee strapped down on one of Janet's examination tables. Aimee and I woke just after sunup the next morning. She hopped out of the sleeper barefoot and with her clothes in her hands, except for the T-shirt she was wearing. I wondered where she was off to. I got dressed and got out of the truck. Looking around I saw Janet going into the truck stop so I headed that way myself. When I reached the restaurant the whole group was there already, drinking coffee. They were back to their morning uniform. Long T-shirts and Aimee was first in line for my morning greeting. I worked my way through them enjoying the resumption of our morning routine immensely. I spotted Johnny out of the corner of my eye. He was grinning as widely as he could but he really didn't know where to look next. His problem was easy to understand. There was delectable female flesh showing everywhere. I decided to help him out a little and made sure I raised all the women's shirttails up to their waist, for a while at least, so he could inspect all their delightful asses. I hadn't seen him until I'd finished kissing his mother so he didn't really get a good look at her naked ass. I vowed to myself to remedy that later. I guess it finally got to be more than Johnny could stand. He slipped up behind Janet and snuck his hand up under her T-shirt and patted her beautiful ass. "Why you little stinker." Janet admonished, barley suppressing a giggle. "Johnny!" Aimee called his name with a slight warning in her voice. "That's right Johnny. Don't you dare do that again for at least ten minutes," Janet told him, and finally just had to chuckle. "Remember Johnny, Janet isn't the only one here with her butt barely covered," Nancy said, and then stood up to moon him. Everyone had a laugh then and I realized as the women became accustomed to Johnny they were loosening up a little. I'm sure they all empathized with his difficult position. It wouldn't surprise me a bit if one or more of them broke down and gave him a little sooner or later. I decided I wouldn't mention it unless someone shoved it in my face and just kept smearing it. I was getting pretty fond of Johnny myself. Selfishly I didn't want him getting any of what I considered my pussy, but realistically, if he did I'd keep quiet about it. We ate and sat around talking for about thirty minutes. I enjoyed again the view that the T-shirts afforded me when the ladies were seated, and Johnny discovered it quickly. Apparently they all thought it was fun since they would occasionally flash us a better shot - seemingly innocently. I knew better. Finally we decided to get moving. Johnny and I just walked around outside in the parking lot while the ladies were dressing. I spotted a heavy haul rig with two new bulldozers on it and we walked over to it. I tried to make a mental note in case we needed such later and couldn't locate them anywhere near where we were going. They were already loaded on a trailer and Aimee could have me back here from our new location in about an hour or so. "I wish we could take these with us," Johnny said. "We might not get these Johnny, but if you want a bulldozer I'll make sure you get one. You can learn to drive it and then you can do all our dirt work." "Aren't they awfully expensive?" "Not anymore Johnny. They don't cost anything at all now." The chopper had been fueled before dark yesterday. Aimee did her checkout and then started it. She let it warm up for a few minutes and was soon in the air. The rest of us were ready so we hit the road. We came to Highway 59 in about two hours and turned north. We traveled for about forty more minutes and pulled into a small truck stop with a gravel parking lot. There was enough room to park and Aimee set down. We all got together for a conference. We were near where I wanted to settle now. We talked for a few minutes and then Aimee and I lifted back off to scout for a good location. We were looking mainly for a very large house with a lot of cleared land around it. Ideally we wanted one big enough for all of us and we wanted it to be off by itself, if possible. We found a likely candidate after about an hour. It was a very large house. It sat near the middle of about forty or fifty acres. There were very few trees near it. It was on the side of a gentle rise whose peak was higher than the house and was about two hundred yards behind it. There was a large swimming pool and a concrete parking area and driveway. The drive led to a two lane paved road that looked to be in good shape. It appeared to have been a cattle ranch, as there seemed to be large fenced areas near it. There was a very large barn near the house and several smaller ones in the fenced cattle areas. There were still many head of cattle on the place. Aimee set down and let me out then she went back up to circle and watch over me. I had the street sweeper with me and of course a Glock and the 44 magnum. I walked to the front entrance and entered. The house was a two story and it was huge. Among other things there were three large bedrooms downstairs. I climbed the stairs and found six fairly large bedrooms upstairs. This was really better than I'd hoped to find. Back outside I waved to Aimee and she set back down to pick me up. We returned to the little truck stop, paying close attention to the route we'd need to use returning. The house was about twenty-five miles from the truck stop. I felt good enough about it to suggest we go ahead and drive there. If we found a downside we couldn't overcome after we were there we could look further. It would at least give us a base of operations that wasn't on a highway. There was no trouble during the forty-five minute trip. We pulled all the trucks up close to the house and Aimee landed right in front. We all went inside to look around. Everyone agreed we'd found a new home. They spent the next few hours bringing their clothes and things in after sorting out the bedrooms. They demanded I take the largest bedroom downstairs. Nancy and Karen were given one of the other two. This was all done by vote and I opted out of the process. I was mildly surprised Aimee and Johnny were given the other downstairs bedroom. I was more surprised their two votes were the only ones they didn't receive. Johnny spoke up and ask if he could have his own bedroom. We had the room and everyone agreed. The other women still insisted Aimee keep the downstairs bedroom. They reasoned she was the most likely to need to leave quickly in case she had to get airborne fast. The bedrooms upstairs were almost exactly the same. They were large, actually larger than most of my bedrooms at my Austin home. There were plenty of rooms, but Jana and Beverly remained together as did Nancy and Karen. Janet paired up with Diane now while Jenna moved in with Sharon. I guess they felt it was more convenient to have a roommate than to have privacy. Slowly the possible significance of the pairings hit me. Could some of them be keeping each other warm for me while I was otherwise occupied? Jenna and Sharon hadn't been a bit shy about touching each other on the night they spent with me. This gave me a massive hardon at once. I kept quiet but I wondered if I could think of a way to confirm my suspicions, or even better, a way to watch. It would be really nice to watch. The first snag we found was no running water. After I checked around outside I saw the problem. Since it was out in the country it had to have its own water well. That required electricity. Further investigation showed me the electric service to the house was underground and started from a box at the base of a regular electric pole. We could put one of the generators we'd taken from the army base by this box and tie it in there. Eventually we'd probably wet up two generators in case of downtime for one or the other. One unit would furnish all the power we'd ever need. We had all we needed for power but we didn't have a way to unload it. I looked around and decided to examine the big barn. We were in luck. It had a raised concrete floor on one end. It extended about forty feet from the back wall of the barn and across the whole width of approximately sixty feet. There was a makeshift truck dock in the end and a ramp down to ground level at the front of the concrete floor. Unfortunately there was no forklift present. There were some tractors in the barn though and one had a front-end loader. It wouldn't fit in the trailers, but if we could drag the generator units out it would probably lift them. I went to the house to get volunteers to hand unload the supplies that were loaded into the trailer after the generators had been loaded. Everyone came. The generators were in Jana's tuck. She pulled it around to the dock end of the barn and I backed it up to the opening after opening the trailer doors. Originally the truck had been filled with food, clothing, ammunition and other small supplies after the generators had been loaded first. That was before Aimee clued us in about the MREs. We had gone back and backfilled every bit of available space with the cases of MREs. It took us over an hour to remove the MREs. Then we unloaded the other supplies. We took a short break and then I drove the tractor with the front-end loader up to the concrete floor. We found some chain and tied on to the skid the generator unit was mounted on. It was simple to just back the tractor until the unit slid onto the concrete floor and I kept going until it was near the edge. We unhooked the chains and I pulled back to the unit and raised the loader's bucket above. We hooked a chain around the bucket and into the lifting hook that was made onto the generating unit. It was all the large tractor could do to lift the unit, but it got the job done. The women opened the big doors at the other end of the barn and I carried the unit out gently and took it to the electric pole and the box below it. I placed the unit where I wanted it and the women pushed on it until it turned on the chain and was lined up to suit me, then I lowered it. We disconnected the chain and I started thinking about hooking it all up. While I was thinking about the hookup Aimee found some gas cans in the barn and then siphoned them full of diesel from Jana's tanks. The other girls helped her and they poured fuel in the unit and went for more. It took several trips to fill the unit's tank since it held a little over one hundred gallons. I finally hit on the easy way to connect the generator to the house wiring. Among other connections the generator had three normal lugs for household type 220/110 current. Much like normal house type meter bases. I found an axe in the barn and showed Beverly how to raise me up in the loader bucket. She put me near the top of the electric pole and I just cut the three lines that went down into the underground service box. This left us plenty of slack when I pulled the lines from the pole. All I had to do was put the ground cable into the middle lug on the generator and the other two lines into a lug each. After we finished this we tried starting the unit. It turned right over and started. I let it warm up for a few minutes and checked its gauges. The water temperature came up a little and it had good oil pressure so I moved the switch that let it start to make current and at once we could see lights come on in the house. We gave a cheer and headed back to the house after parking the tractor back in the barn. When we got back in the house we found we already had water pressure. We didn't have hot water though. Since I hadn't seen a propane tank and I doubted natural gas lines came out this far I thought the water heater or heaters were probably electric. If that was the case I expected plenty of hot water within the hour. We checked all the water outlets in the house. Two needed to be turned off and the rest all had water after a little spitting and sputtering. Sure enough the water was getting warmer within fifteen minutes. The kitchen was all electric. Nancy checked everything and it all seemed to work. There were two large refrigerators and a large freezer. Everything inside all of them was spoiled but luckily it wasn't rotting yet. The power must not have been off for very long. They found some large trash bags and had everything removed and carried out in a few minutes. I asked Nancy how long before we could expect coffee after they were done emptying the refrigerators. She said not long and proceeded to find the makings and start a pot. When it was ready we all got a cup. We went to our new living room and sat to drink it. I declared us home. I tried out my shower in our new home. It was great. It wasn't as big as mine had been at home in Austin, but I thought there was still enough room for fun and frolic with a close friend or two. I dried myself and then dressed. Then I made my way to our new kitchen to find Nancy had more coffee made, and breakfast was nearly ready. I just got a cup and sat down to talk to her while she cooked. "What do you think of our new home Nancy?" ------- Chapter 26 "It's great Jack. I'm surprised we found one big enough. Even this one will probably feel small though, once the babies start dropping," Nancy said. I hadn't even considered babies. I didn't think we could find a bigger useful house though. There just weren't many homes built with one man and nine fertile women in mind. There probably weren't any. I decided to tell Aimee to keep her eyes open for anything that might be better. Johnny was next to appear. He was a fast learner. Johnny didn't intend to miss a single naked ass this morning. Beverly came in about then and I noticed Johnny maneuvering stealthily for the best possible surveillance position. It was time for good morning kisses to start and he knew it. I gave Beverly my best - making sure her T-shirt hem stayed above her waist for the entire event. Aimee came out next. I knew Johnny had probably wanted a good look at his beautiful mother's shapely ass for weeks. I made sure he got it. When Aimee came for her kiss I raised her T-shirt hem up above her breasts and gave her nipples a good sucking first thing. Then I pulled her close, making sure the T-shirt stayed above her breasts. She was effectively naked now and I kissed and rubbed her everywhere. I moved from her lips and whispered into her ear Johnny was watching. I felt her shiver and she became more passionate. Using my hands on her ass to guide her, I moved her over a little until she could rub her now wet pussy against the front of my thigh. I was getting carried away and didn't really care. Sneaking a hand down between Aimee's legs from the back, I soon had a finger in her dripping pussy. She wasn't far from getting a fucking on the floor with her son watching. I glanced at Johnny and could tell he was hoping. Janet came in just then though and I regretfully released Aimee. She was panting, but I think she was relieved after she cooled off a little. Since Janet had been the first one Johnny had worked up the nerve to touch, I knew she must be one of his favorites. I treated her much the same as I had Aimee. I was sucking her nipples with her T-shirt up around her neck after barely kissing her. I even had her pull her arms out of it. I could tell she didn't know exactly what was happening, but I sensed she liked it anyway. I paused and nibbled her ear and then told her Johnny was getting a real show this morning. I could feel her shiver also. "If we don't find him some partners soon I may be forced to strap you to one of your tables and let him have his way with you," I whispered in her ear. Janet's knees went weak and I think she nearly swooned. She began urgently humping against me. I had a finger up her pussy from behind now and was seriously considering giving it to her on the floor. I was about to urge her to the carpet and shuck my jeans when I glanced at Johnny. The excitement had already been too much for him and I could see he was just recovering from coming in his pants. He was flushed and panting but looked relaxed. There was a large wet stain spreading out from the crotch of his jeans. I whispered to Janet that Johnny's lust was slaked for the time being and we tried to finish gracefully. I helped her get her arms back in her T-shirt. I continued to give Johnny a good show with the rest of the girls. He remained at his post even though his condition was obvious to all. I did enjoy resuming my favorite routine though and by the time I'd made all the stops breakfast was ready. Nancy was a hit again and I had to make myself not eat everything in site. Johnny even snuck up and gave her a pinch on her saucy ass to show his appreciation. After breakfast we had a little talk and decided we should spend the day just looking around to make sure we were going to be satisfied here. We broke up and the girls headed to their rooms to dress while Johnny tried desperately to memorize the sights that would soon be hidden. My suggestion was high tops for today since we weren't sure of the footing around here. After they were dressed and back I picked up the street sweeper and went outside for a first look around. I spotted a white flag waving about two hundred yards away. Going back into the house I gave everyone a heads up and asked Aimee and Sharon to give me backing. Then I took a T-shirt for a flag and put down my handguns and the street sweeper. Aimee was checking out the flag outside with binoculars while I got ready. "It's a woman, probably between eighteen and twenty. She's unarmed as far as I can tell," Aimee said. "Here goes nothing," I said, as I stepped out the door. I could see her now and she was still waving the flag. I waved the T-shirt and headed toward her. She started toward me and when we met I could see she was nervous too. "Hello, I'm Jack." "I'm Gerri. We don't live far from here." "How many of you are there?" I asked. "Mike told me not to say, at least at first. I'm sorry." "There are eleven of us, myself, nine women and a boy. Can you tell me how you knew we were here?" "We heard the helicopter yesterday. One of us came here and watched as the trucks arrived and while you were moving in." "Do you object to us moving here?" I asked. "Not if you're friendly and don't try to make us join you if we don't want to." "We're friendly, but I don't know that we can prove it. We have no desire to make you do anything you don't want to. Are there others around who want to take you over?" I asked. "There are others around like that. They aren't that close but they aren't too far either. We've already moved once to get away from them. We don't think they know about us." "Can you tell me how close they are and how many of them there are?" "They are fifty or sixty miles from here. When we left our last place there were nine men and between forty and fifty women in the gang. The men banded together and most of the women are with them by choice, but a few aren't," she said. "Where are you from and why did you move here?" she asked. "We're from Austin except for one woman and the boy who joined us on the way. We came looking for a place where we thought we could produce food. We also wanted a place we would be able to protect," I said. "You might be able to do it with the helicopter, but they know about this house. Some of them want to take it, but the headman says it's too far from anything else to make it worthwhile. We would have moved in here if it weren't for that." "Do they have helicopters?" "They can get them, but I don't think they have anyone who can fly them. They have one pilot, but he only knows about small planes. Mike could tell you more." "What would it take for Mike to come talk to me?" I asked. "He wanted to come see you first, but we talked him out of it. If you hurt or captured Mike we would be sunk. If I can talk to each one of you separately we might be convinced to let Mike risk meeting you," she said. "That's pretty smart. You must be very brave to risk your life to come and talk." "I was nervous about it, but we thought we needed to try. It was better to risk me than Mike. I doubted you would hurt me. I thought chances were good I would only be captured at worst. Especially after we'd counted how many women there were with just one man and one young boy. Can I talk to the others?" she asked, again. "Certainly. Would you like to do it here or do you want to come in the house?" "I don't want to seem like I don't trust you, but I would rather talk to them here. I would feel safer." "Ok. I'll send the pilot out first. I want her to be able to get off the ground in case the others you told me about should show up. Do the others have any thing more than small arms and the small plane?" "They have some of those humvees with the machine guns and some with some kind of rocket launchers. They also have two tanks, but Mike says they're older ones. That's about it except for assault rifles." "I'm going back into the house now and I'll send the women out one at a time," I said. I went back into the house and gave the girls an overview. I asked Aimee to go talk to her first. I suggested she go to her chopper and get ready to fly after she finished talking to Gerri, just in case. Aimee headed out after telling me the rockets Gerri had mentioned on the humvees were probably TOW missiles, similar to the one she had used on the RV near Waco. Aimee said it was possible they were SAMs but not likely. She told me even if these others had Abrams tanks the cobra could deal with them. She also said if they had a pilot she should really go back to Ft Hood and get an Apache helicopter since they were better equipped to handle air to air combat. She also planned to do a thorough recon of the area today. Aimee only talked to Gerri for about five minutes and then headed for the Cobra. I sent the others out one at a time. Sharon went first and she returned as Nancy went. Sharon told me Gerri basically just asked her name, asked if she was with me by choice, and if she was happy to be with me. That seemed to be all she wanted to know from any of them. Karen was the last one to talk to her and she told me Gerri wanted to talk to me again. I went back out. "I'm going to go talk to Mike now and I think he'll want to come over. Will that be all right?" "I would like to talk to him. Do you want me to stay out here, or will it be a while?" "He will probably be here within five or ten minutes. If you don't mind waiting here we would feel better about it." "Would it be all right if I went to the house and brought a couple of chairs for us to sit in?" I asked. "I think that would be Ok," she said, and then left. I went back and got a couple of kitchen chairs for us to sit in. Mike was walking up by the time I got back with them. We shook hands and sat down. Mike was about six one and probably weighed two ten or so. He seemed in excellent shape. He had sandy blonde hair and brown eyes. He was younger than me, maybe twenty-two or twenty-three. He gave me a few more details about the others Gerri had mentioned. He said they called themselves the gang. Their base was in northwest Louisiana and they had gotten most of their arms from an air force base there. He didn't know where they had come up with the two older tanks. "Frankly I just want to avoid the gang, but I'm afraid it won't be possible without moving a lot farther away. We were planning on moving again soon anyway. I don't have the means to fight them and I don't have any military training. They don't have anyone with training either but they do have numbers and they have better weapons." "Do you mind telling me how you know so much about them?" "Jennifer was with them for a while. She wasn't attached to any of the men; she was just rounded up by them and was being kept against her will. She would probably have been given to one of the men sooner or later but she managed to get away before that happened," Mike explained. "Do you know of any more groups like them?" I asked. "I heard that one was trying to form near Mt Pleasant. That was a couple of weeks ago." "Do you mind telling me how many of you there are?" "Myself and six women. We are staying about two miles from here in a large house. Not as large as this one though. I was a carpenter before the sickness. What did you do?" He asked me. "I was a retired Internet millionaire. It was a lucky stroke. I worked several different jobs to earn my way through colleges though," I said. "Do you know of any other small groups that might like to join with us or that need help we might be able to give them?" I asked. "There are two men and ten women just north of the Sulphur River near Lake Wright Patman. I don't know what they intend to do, but I don't think they can stay there. "They don't have a very large place. There is plenty of land around of course, but they need to find a larger house and it would be better for them if they found one already at least partially organized to raise at least a garden and a few cows," Mike said. "Are they the only ones you know of?" I asked. "No. I know of three young girls who are with their older aunt. The aunt is twenty-six. The girls are fourteen, sixteen, and eighteen. I knew their aunt from my high school days. Jasmine, the aunt, was in the military, but got out about eighteen months ago. She has been able to keep them all out of sight. I wouldn't have known about them if she hadn't found me. I've asked them if they wanted to come and join us. I'm afraid she thought I just wanted them mainly for sex. She was afraid to join us. I have warned her about the gang and she's trying to stay hidden." I'm sorry to have to admit I pictured Jasmine and her nieces as companions for Johnny at once - the nieces anyway. I didn't think it showed so plainly on my face, but Mike seemed very perceptive. "In case you're wondering they are all very attractive. Jasmine has never seemed to like boys or men though. She was having a hell of a time keeping the boys away from her nieces before the plague. She did give me the impression she really wanted to join us, but she seemed hesitant. I'm sure the new sexual connotations of the reported man to woman ratio were a part of her deciding not to for now," Mike said. "I want to be perfectly frank with you Mike. I need to find some younger girls or women to be companions for Johnny. He is at that age where his hormones are just raging. Being with me, and all these women is difficult for him. I hate to think my life depends on procuring for him but it well may." "His mother is the pilot and I've already seen she and the helicopter are life savers. There was a small group trying to block the highway on our way up here. Aimee and Johnny stopped us and warned us before we came across them. Aimee and Johnny then decided to join us. Aimee took me to look the roadblock over in her original unarmed helicopter and the men fired at us. After that we went to an Army base and got the Cobra. She disbanded that group in about fifteen minutes. There were four men with automatic weapons and they had about twenty women. They were stopping anyone traveling and Aimee said they appeared to be recruiting them, possibly by force. We are pretty sure Aimee killed all the men with one rocket. We don't know what happened to the women, but they did remove the roadblocks." "I don't mind telling you I have all the women I want right now. I'm not saying I won't see another woman I would like to have, but I don't envision it. I'm not trying to brag, but I have held up well under the pressure. I just don't think I can keep increasing my harem, for want of a better word. "I do need to find some company for Johnny though. It seems to me I have to get that settled so he can be happy and more importantly so his mother will be happy. Are you interested in Jasmine and her nieces?" I asked. "Jasmine is beautiful and so are all her nieces. The six women I already have are just as beautiful though. I don't have any idea how you can keep nine women happy. It seems to me six is about all I can satisfy. I might be able to take on more, but I don't really want to. I sure as hell don't want to take on four new ones at a time. "It's all well and good to say I would take them in and just take care of them. I tried that with Jennifer when she escaped from the gang. She was afraid at first I would just demand sex from her for her upkeep. My girls and I promised her it wouldn't be the case and so she joined us. She practically begged me to take her two days later. Being a gentleman how could I refuse?" he said, chuckling. "So are you saying you wouldn't be opposed to it if I could convince Jasmine and her nieces to join me?" I asked. "Opposed. I'll help you in every way I can. Look at the facts for a minute. I've known Jasmine for years. She is afraid I'll want to fuck her and her nieces and hesitated to join me. She didn't refuse to consider it. She was just reluctant to join then. "Now she knows about the gang and she knows they are actively scouting for members. She knows they take women alone whether they want to join or not. They haven't attacked any men yet. They have found four or five men with small groups and they haven't forced any of them to join. "So far they just make sure the men can contact the gang later if they decide to join. Three that refused at first have already come into the gang. Jasmine knows she can't stay where she is and stay hidden. If the gang finds her they will take her and her nieces - by force if necessary. "If you can convince Jasmine and her nieces to join you I won't have to take them in. I know I will have to soon if you don't. Even though Jasmine is beautiful she has always seemed standoffish to me and I've never really been attracted to her. I have all the women I want right now. I would consider it a godsend if you could take her in," Mike said. "Do you know how to contact her?" "Yes. I would have to go to her, but I know where to find her. I think I can do it without the gang discovering me or her." "Could you show Aimee where it is and go with her to talk to Jasmine?" "I could, but that helicopter couldn't bring us all back and the gang would probably notice it. Jasmine is a lot closer to the gang than we are." "Do you think they will be safe for a few days?" "I really think the gang is doing a little internal organizing right now. I'm afraid they're getting ready to explore this area more carefully. "Jennifer said one of the men pretty high in the gang's leadership really wants the house you moved into. The others don't want to be stretched out this far and they are probably still arguing over it. I'm afraid they'll come up here to take a closer look anytime now," Mike said. "They will get a really close look if they aren't friendly. Aimee will make sure of that. After you and I finish talking I'm going up with Aimee and we're going to have a look at the gang," I said. "Speaking of joining, what would you think if we asked to join you? I'm not saying we want to, but I would like to know if it's an option." "It all depends on how we would treat each other. I'm not immediately opposed. I don't hold these women by force. They say they are bound to me, but if they are it's their own doing. If you joined us, and one of them wanted to be with you instead of me I wouldn't object. "If you actively tried to pursue one of them to take her from me, I would object strongly. I would not attempt to take any of those with you from you. I will say I am not bossy and wouldn't expect you to follow orders. In fact I wouldn't expect to give any," I said. "I agree with you one hundred percent about the women and I think we're both in the same position regarding them. I'll also tell you I don't think of myself as a natural born leader. I don't like to be bossed around, but I would rather have polite direction. I can handle things day to day but I'm just not a good planner. "We don't have nearly the supplies you seem to have gathered, but we do have skills and we are all fit and healthy. We've also tried to make sure none of the women are pregnant yet. None of us have any medical training other than just first aid. "Most of what I know about pertains to building. As I said I was a carpenter. Three of the women were raised on a farm and two others on cattle operations. All of them know how to raise a garden and Gerri has worked mostly for plant nurseries in greenhouses," he said. "Three of mine are doctors. One surgeon, one trauma specialist, and one is an OBGYN. Two are nurses, one of which is also an experienced truck driver. One is a trained pilot with combat experience. One was a teacher. One was a waitress. She's an excellent cook." "If we do join are you determined to stay here?" He wanted to know. "Not really. I came here because I was slightly familiar with the area and it seemed to be the best one I was familiar with. Do you know of a better area?" "No. I was born and raised around here. I just don't like the gang and I would like to be away from them. With that Cobra gun ship you could probably defeat or at least keep them at bay, but I just think there are enough dead already," Mike said. "I'm with you there. You're the first friendly man I've come across though. I don't mind telling you I don't like to leave live enemies behind me. I've come across six hostile men now and one that seemed he was headed in that direction. The six are all dead now. We let the other one off with an admonishment to change his ways and just a little property damage." "I'm going to try and go up with Aimee in the Cobra and look around. If you're thinking about joining us why don't you all come over and meet the women. It might give us an idea whether we can get along. Aimee and I probably won't be gone over a couple of hours," I said. "It sounds good to me. I'll be back with my crew in about an hour." We shook hands on it. I went in the house to give the women a brief rundown and tell them to expect company, then I went out to tell Aimee. ------- Chapter 27 As soon as we were up to about two thousand feet Aimee turned on something to check for radar signals. We made a few ever widening circles checking for anything moving and saw nothing. We didn't even see Mike or discover where he and his group were staying before we headed toward Louisiana to look for the gang. We didn't have any trouble finding their compound. It was just outside of Shreveport. Aimee said they must have gotten most of their firepower from Barksdale AFB but she didn't think they'd found the tanks there. The Humvee was equipped with TOW missiles. She said it might be possible for them to hit us with one if we just stayed still, but she didn't think it was really a threat. Aimee wanted to go ahead and take out the tanks, but I asked her not to. I didn't see any sense in making enemies just on the strength of Mike's description. If it was all true, I didn't approve of it, but I didn't think it was my place to run the country. We looked them over and left. Aimee said they couldn't bother us with what they had at the present if we kept our guard up. She took us up to about five thousand feet. The radar scanner started beeping when she passed three thousand. She fooled with it some and found the direction it was coming from. Aimee wanted to check it out and I told her to go ahead so we headed west. I asked how far it would be and she couldn't tell me yet. She said it was the type of radar usually found at small airstrips. We flew toward it for about an hour and a half. We passed Dallas and then FT Worth then she said she thought it was now pretty close. We saw it about fifteen minutes past Ft Worth. It was coming from what appeared to be a private airstrip on a cattle ranch. Aimee said it seemed to be very recently built and it was a very expensive airstrip for a private one. It had a large hangar and even a small tower. There was a humongous house on the property with a giant swimming pool. There were five very large barns we could see and several smaller barns scattered about. We didn't see any signs of life until we started to set down close to the front of the house. As we were about to touch down a woman with an assault rifle of some kind came out of the front door. Aimee put on a little altitude and moved us back about three hundred yards and then set down. I still had the T-shirt I'd used for a flag this morning. I left the street sweeper, my glock, and the 44 Mag in the cobra. Aimee picked up her M4 and asked me not to do this. I said I had to at least try. I told her to keep her eyes peeled and got out waving the shirt. The woman went back into the house and was gone for about five minutes. A different woman came out, apparently unarmed and waving a white flag of her own. I approached within two hundred yards of her and stopped. She hesitated for a couple of minutes then turned and said something to someone in the house. She then turned back toward me and started walking to meet me. I waited. "I'm Jack." I told her when she got to me. "My name is Shelly. Are you in the military?" she asked. "No. We just took these clothes when we got the helicopter," I said, explaining. "Oh. I thought CNN said all the soldiers were dead before it went off. Who are you then?" she asked. "I guess you could say I'm just a survivor. I'm with a small group. We recently moved to east Texas looking for a permanent place to settle. We discovered there was a larger group nearby and they are not considered friendly. We were checking them out from the air when we detected your radar and came to investigate. We were going to land and check out your home. We thought it was deserted. I'm sorry if we've disturbed you." "How many are in your group?" "Myself, nine women and a teenaged boy. There is also a group with one man and six women who are considering joining us." "Are you going to stay in east Texas?" she asked. "My group just got there yesterday, but since finding out about the possibly hostile group we were considering moving again. That's why we wanted to check out your house when we saw it," I said. "I want to go talk to the others a minute. I'll be right back." I was a little puzzled. She did turn right around and go back into the house. I couldn't figure out what was going on so I just stayed where I was. She returned in about ten minutes. "There are eight of us here. All women. Come on in and look around. You can tell the pilot to come in too if you want. We had two men here with us but Jackie died nine days ago and Bill died yesterday. She can bring her gun in if it will make you feel better." I was shocked. She just spit out her secrets without provocation. It must have been evident in my face. "I can tell we can trust you. I'm very good at reading people. We wouldn't let just anyone come in with their guns." I walked back to Aimee and gave her the short version. She left her M4 but still had her glock strapped on. We were amazed at the size of the house. It was just enormous. It made the one we'd just found look small. Seven more women met us unarmed in the large entryway. They were all beautiful and all had big titties. I didn't know of course, but I would have bet almost anything they all had tight pussies. The youngest were twin girls that looked to be Jenna's age. The oldest was almost surely their mother, but I doubt she was over thirty-five. Three of them seemed in extraordinary physical shape. They were almost muscular but it didn't detract form their beauty. They reminded me of Sharon but seemed slightly more muscular. We got a tour through the house and they mostly talked with Aimee. They made us feel very welcome. The oldest, Susan, left the tour and said she would have some lunch ready in a few minutes. "How is you power still on?" I asked Shelly. "We have a generator." "It must take a lot of fuel?" "We don't want to tell you about that yet, but we have plenty of fuel," she said, slightly evasively. "Were you raising cattle here?" "Kinda," she said, being evasive again. It didn't really matter. They obviously had cattle and power. They surely had fuel since we had seen two tankers out by one of the barns. Susan called us to eat then and we went back downstairs to the kitchen. There was a large table in a breakfast nook. Apparently they had most of their meals there. We had hamburgers and hot dogs. They were very good. We drank iced tea and just chatted. When we'd finished we went and sat in the living room. "What do you think of it? Will you move here?" Shelly asked. I was speechless for a minute. "You want us to move here and join you. You don't even know us. You've only seen the two of us," I said, blurting it out. "We won't have much chance to get to know you if you don't move in. Visiting is not really an option now-a-days. We're not saying we want to hop right in the sack with you - of course we aren't saying we don't want to either. "Anyway, if you already have nine women with you, pussy probably isn't your main concern. We can make it if you don't want to come here. We just think it would be much easier for us and probably for you too if you do move in. We don't have any men with us and that just seems rather pointless after all these deaths. There aren't many men to go around now you know." Of course my dick was hard by now. It seemed to stay hard most of the time. Shelly had noticed it too. She looked directly at the lump in my pants. "Well at least I can tell you're interested," she said, and winked at me. Aimee laughed loudest of all of them. "He was interested when he noticed that it was a female that came out the door. The only reason the rifle bothered him is because it obstructed his view of her titties," Aimee said. They all roared at this. I knew I was blushing, but I could tell none of them meant any meanness. "If any of you are interested in me, or the other man if he comes also, or Johnny, I want to make it plain it will be your choice. I don't expect anything of any woman that she doesn't want to give," I said. "I told you he was a good one," Shelly said. "How soon can you move in?" an unnamed redhead asked. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, before or after the sickness. That was saying a lot because all the women I had seen after the sickness were beautiful. "That's Sarah," Shelly said, and then she introduced all the other women. "I'm not sure how long it will take to move here. We've already unloaded one truck at the other place and hooked up one generator. We'll need to get it back and reload the truck, plus repacking all the clothes and other stuff we started putting in that house. "If Mike and his group want to join us we'll have to see what it take's to move their things. I'm sure we can be here before dark tomorrow though, even if some of us have to go back and make another trip," I said. "We have a helicopter that can carry ten people if that will help," Helen said. "Do you have a pilot?" Aimee asked. "Brenda, Gloria, and I are all pilots. Gloria has only officially qualified with fixed wing though," she replied. "All the women with me need to drive the trucks. If Mike's group comes some of them might want to fly," I said. "How many trucks of stuff do you have?" Shelly asked. "We have eight big trucks. Beverly's pulls two trailers. We also need to bring our ambulance since it's full of medical supplies. I don't' know about Mike's group." "Why don't I just fly back with you in case I can be helpful?" Helen asked. "Sounds like a plan. I guess we'd better get moving. Where is your helicopter?" I asked. "They're all in the hanger with the Lear. It will only take a few minutes to get the big one out. Do you need to refuel that gunship?" Helen asked. "It wouldn't hurt anything," Aimee replied. "Bring it down by the hangar then. You'll see the pumps on the other side." Aimee and Helen left to tend to the machines. The others, except Shelly dispersed. Shelly followed me out the door. "I hope the nine women don't have you completely worn out. Do you think you can handle two more at least every now and then." she asked me frankly. "Two more?" I quizzed. "Sarah, the prettiest redhead, and I like to do teamwork," she replied. "As long as you don't think I require it." "Sarah and I can hardly wait," she said, then she shook my hand again and I left walking for the hangar. We were airborne again in thirty minutes. Aimee started calling on the radio after she'd climbed to three thousand feet. Sharon answered shortly from one of the trucks. Aimee asked her to tell the others we were bugging out. Sharon knew better than to ask where we were headed over the air. She said she would tell everyone to pack up again. Aimee told her to ask the new group to get organized for moving if they wanted to join us and she said she would. We were back in just over an hour. When they heard two choppers landing they all came outside. I started getting a lot of questions from my girls and just told them I'd found an even bigger house. I asked them to just pack and I'd tell all tonight at supper. They told me everything from the house was already packed except what we would need tomorrow. I decided to just leave the generator that we'd already hooked up. We would need the power tonight and in the morning for a while at least. We had three more and Shelly's place had power already. We could always come back for it later if we really needed it, or get more at Ft Hood. The girls all started reloading the things we had taken from Jana's truck to get the generator out. It took about two and a half hours and then we were basically ready to go. Mike's group had visited for about three hours while Aimee and I had been gone and everyone had hit it off. Mike came over just after we'd finished loading and said that they had considered it, but didn't want to join us just now. I was actually pretty disappointed. I asked him if he would still help me try to contact Jasmine and her nieces. He said it was one of his main priorities. He told me it would probably be two of three days before he could get loose to try. I gave him one of the army radios and asked Beverly to tell him how to hook it up. I promised him we would try to get in touch with him about noon every day in case he changed his mind. I didn't tell him where we were going. I did tell him there were eight more women there and no men and I also reminded him the house was easily big enough for all of us, even if Jasmine and her nieces joined us. I also pointed out it appeared to be a large cattle ranch and had a lot of cattle there already. I mentioned it had it's own power and seemed to have plenty of fuel for it. He seemed like he wanted to comment about his decision not to join us but then he didn't. He told me they were still considering it, but some of his girls were reluctant to leave the area. He asked me if we could give him any help with the gang if they started to look threatening. I promised we would try. Aimee spoke up and said we could fly down to Ft Hood and get him a TOW launcher and a few rockets. She said if he went or could send some drivers we could probably find some humvees with TOW launchers and some more with the machine gun mounts. She thought we could probably find him some stingers he could use to take out the small plane. I was a little apprehensive about the stingers, but I didn't say anything. I thought I could tell enough about Mike to think he wouldn't turn them against us. I also told him he was welcome to the generator we were leaving. He appreciated it and I figured he would probably move his group into this house now. I dug out another army radio and told him he might as well try to get the antenna up on the electric pole and try to set the radio up to monitor the frequency we would be trying to contact him on. Aimee knew more about the army radios than Beverly did. She explained to Mike how to adjust the transmitter to work properly with a longer coax cable for the antenna. She dug around in the radio equipment and found some longer coax cables and some fittings to splice them together. She was able to find enough cable so the antenna could be mounted on the electric pole and reach into the kitchen in this house. Of course this all assumed Mike and his group would move in here. If they didn't though he would probably be able to adapt it to another location. Nancy had supper ready about dark and we could hardly believe we were leaving the house so soon after finding it. I told them they would not believe how much bigger the new house was. Aimee started telling them about all the unattached women at the new house and they started ragging on me about them, saying the house was probably a shack and I just wanted to get more women. Johnny was outside at the time and I told them quietly I was going to expect him to take most of the load of the new women off my hands. They all laughed, especially Aimee. I explained only two of the women had expressed any interest in me so far. Aimee told them I'd been in such a hurry to get back and get packed up to move those two had been forced to run after me to stake their claim and I was gone before the others realized I was slipping away. We were up, fed, and gone by six AM the next morning. Both helicopters got airborne. Helen headed back to the new house. Aimee stayed with us. We had refueled both of them last night so they would have plenty of fuel for the trip even with Aimee circling and waiting on our slow speed. We took the county road back out to Highway 59 and then took it south back down to I-20 and turned right, headeing west. We made it to the new place by one PM. Then it was a mad house. Have you got any idea what it's like for seventeen women to move into a house together with only one man and one boy? Especially a multimillion-dollar mansion with eighteen bedrooms and over a dozen other assorted rooms. It took over an hour for a quick look-see. I hadn't seen much of the house myself. I looked around and discovered Shelly and Sarah were giving me a private tour. They sort of cornered me in one of the upstairs bedrooms and gave me a thorough kissing. I took the opportunity to give them a little groping and they seemed to enjoy my attention. "When you're right Shelly, you're right. I don't even want to test drive the boy. Do you?" Sarah asked. "Not a chance. I knew this would be our next man as soon as I saw him waving the white flag. Immediate surrender just gave him the right feeling," Shelly said. "Johnny is a cutie though. Julia and Amber for sure are going to start his education tonight, if they wait that long. I'm sure Susan is going to be right there with them. I heard them talking about him already. Susan said nothing was better than getting a youngster and training him right," Sarah said. "Maybe for them, but I'm for letting Jack retrain us to suit him," Shelly said, giggling. "Me both. He looks like he knows what he wants and how to make us give it to him. Think we ought to teach him the trick?" Sarah asked, grinning a wicked smile. "Why hell yeah. Things will go a lot smoother around here if all his women at least are on the same page," Shelly said. "What is The Trick?" I asked. "We'll show you. We can teach you on us and then we might have to help you the first time or two with the others. It'll be worth the effort though. We guarantee it!" Sarah said. "Got any idea how long we're going to have to wait for a turn in line?" Sarah asked. "I don't have the whole story yet. I'm sure Nancy and Karen pretty much call the tune, but I can tell they'll be fair about it. You didn't see any women who looked neglected did you?" Shelly asked her. They'd lost me during this exchange. I just concentrated on their big titties and cute little asses. I had a feeling they were going to make me really glad Aimee's radar thing found them. I let them lead me all through the house and I was impressed, with them and the house. I didn't know how Shelly discovered Nancy and Karen were effectively the leaders of my women. I didn't think they'd done anything other than just get an introduction. It was the truth, but I just didn't understand how she knew it already. She stopped just then and they both turned to face me. "Don't worry Jack, Sarah and I specialize in getting along with other women. I'm pretty sure all your women will be getting along even better after a few weeks. By the way, by my count with Sarah and I committed to you now, if all the others go with Johnny you will have eleven and Johnny will have six. You don't happen to know how long his pecker is do you?" "Not a clue. Does it matter?" I asked, bewildered. "He's pretty young so I doubt if it's as long as it's gonna get yet. I think Susan, Julia, and Amber can show him the trick. If they can't we might have to help them. It will be a lot easier if his pecker is a long one, but he can get it done anyway if the women cooperate. Susan and the girls will want to get him started for sure. The other three have never been turned. They may prove difficult for a while. We'll just have to wait and see," Shelly said, sounding like she was explaining something to me. It didn't really explain anything though and I said so. They told me it would all be clear after they got a night alone with me. "We'll just have to hope. Will eleven be enough women for you? We can make sure you get any or all of the girls if you want them," Shelly said. "I don't want to seem ungrateful, but I think it might be best if Johnny got all the rest. I know he's just a kid, but he is eager and you know young boys recover quickly. I think he'll do his part," I said. ------- Chapter 28 "It does seem like it would be logical. The trouble is logic seldom counts for anything where women are concerned. I'll be pretty surprised if at least a couple of the others don't want you too. Johnny is a good-looking guy, but you just have something he doesn't. I can't put my finger on it, I just know it," Shelly said. "The one thing I want more than anything is for every woman to be with the man or boy she wants to be with if she wants to be with one," I said. "That's the best way. I just hope all the rest are smart enough to pick the one they want the first time. If they decide to switch later it could end up being a real mess. We sure don't want that. We have to make sure Johnny learns the trick - that will settle things for good," Shelly said. They turned back around and led me through more of the house. They had me thinking now and hoping the women could get it right on the first try. If it came to a change of heart later it could get to be an awful mess and we just couldn't afford even a little mess in that department. Johnny and I hadn't even had time to talk about anything like this. I hoped Shelly and Sarah were right about at least Susan and her twins. Johnny had to have some company. They seemed convinced and I was hoping they were right. Sarah and Shelly finally finished the mini tour and took me to the bedroom they had been using. They wanted me to move into it as they thought it was the best one in the house. It was mostly the same as the others on the ground floor. Its main individuality was its door out to the sauna and spa room and the pool. I pointed out I pretty much had to have a bedroom by myself. "We know that Jack. We'll move our stuff to the next one down. Jackie used the one right across the hall and you could give it to Johnny. We think it would be better to put two or three of the pilots in it though. It probably won't matter to Johnny and it will give the pilots the fastest way out in case they need to hurry. It will also mean they might disturb fewer people if they had to go out early or late or even at night. Brenda and Helen have also had other security training and I'm sure Aimee knows something about security since she was in the military," Shelly said. "I just don't want to move into your house and throw you out of your own bedroom." "This is your house now Jack. It had to be yours and we knew that before we asked you to come. That's the main bedroom and it's where you belong. We still have hopes of spending a lot of time in it. Remember, the bed will sleep five easily. Six if they're close friends," Sarah said. "It all comes back to supply and demand Jack. Right now the dick supply is limited and there's pussy a plenty," Shelly said, and they both laughed, at me. "There are also a few special things about this place we need to go over with you. You're the boss now, but we think we should tell you about them alone first. Susan, Julia, and Amber don't really know much about these things. Gloria, Brenda, and Helen know more of the details than we do. We just need to quit hinting and go give you some of the details," Shelly said. I couldn't figure what could be so secret about a house. Of course I'd never been in one this size. We found Nancy and Karen in the kitchen trying to find their way around and thinking about some food for us. Sarah and Shelly walked right up to them and hugged one of their necks each and then switched for another hug. I would have assumed this familiarity might have put Nancy or Karen off coming so soon after our arrival, but I would have been wrong. They hugged the others back just as tightly and seemed pleased by the affection. "I know this is going to look like we just want to sneak off with Jack and get hold of his pecker, but that isn't it. We want to get hold of his pecker for sure, but we need to tell him about some of the special features of this house. We know we'll be telling you two the same things shortly, but we think Jack should know first and give us the ok. We're not holding out on you for spite or meanness. Jack's the head of the house now and we think he should be the one to decide," Shelly told them. "Do y'all want to take a couple of pistols with you? If that long dicked bastards gets his hands on you it'll be a while before you get to do any talking," Nancy said, and then laughed. "We'll take our chances," Sarah said. "You're not going to believe us now, but when we get our turn we're going to show him something you'll like better than anything he's ever done to you," Shelly said, and winked lasciviously. "You're right. I don't believe you. I've already promised to name my first, second, and third child after him. If you make him better I'll name the next one after you," Karen said. "I guess you can be counting on naming it Shellasarah if it's a girl then," Sarah said. They took a hand each and led me over to a clear space on the wall, which I'd assumed was part of the pantry since it was near the pantry door. Shelly put her hand on the middle hinge of the pantry's door and seemed to pull against it. The wall in front of us slid back about four feet behind the cabinets to the left. Behind the opening looked like an elevator. Shelly turned back to Nancy and Karen. "If you hear a chime, kinda like a doorbell, don't worry about it. Helen, Gloria, and Brenda will know what it means and take care of it. It will probably be the gate alarm since the gate is set to auto open if anyone drives up to the driveway. There are other alarm signals that could go off but aren't likely to. They'll know how to take care of those also," Shelly told them. Nancy and Karen just looked a little confused and then said they understood. Sarah led me into the elevator and Shelly came in also. The wall slid back with us inside and Shelly hit a button on a panel and we went down. I was still dumbstruck. "What's this?" I asked the obvious. "It's the elevator to the guest rooms," Sarah said. "Guest rooms?" "It will be easier if you just wait and see Jack. It won't take long and it will actually let you understand it all more quickly," Shelly said, trying to reassure me. The elevator stopped its descent and opened. They urged me out before I could ask any more questions, but I couldn't even think of anything to ask. I just wasn't prepared for what I saw. I guess you could call the place a basement, but it was noticeably even bigger than the house. It had a fairly large exercise area and a smaller common room. The rest of the space was taken up with what appeared to be bedrooms. They all had king size beds and large closets. They each had a separate bathroom with both a tub and separate shower. All the décor matched that upstairs. The only thing that looked a little odd was a wide slot with a locking cover on each bedroom entry door. Also the door handles looked like they were industrial strength. All the bedrooms had a table that looked similar to a kitchen dining table but smaller. They were large enough for one or maybe two people to have meals. There were small refrigerators in each room and a large entertainment center. The entertainment centers were very well equipped with a satellite TV hookup, DVD player, complete stereo system, a VCR and a thirty-six inch flat-screen TV. "Jack we never did know exactly which government agency owned and maintained this place. Gloria, Helen, and Brenda are the only government employees any of us met. Bill and Jackie met others, but mostly only had contact with Mr Grimes. He was the one in charge of this place. You can probably tell it was for holding prisoners. They weren't common criminals and we never even knew anything but the names they were sent here using. I'm sure they weren't their real names, but it didn't matter. The only real contact we ever had with them was bringing their meals regularly and sometimes bringing other things Grimes had to approve first," Shelly said, explaining. "We had three guest when the sickness struck and they all died the first night," Sarah said. "What did you do with them?" "The security team took them away. That brings up the next thing Jack. This house and property has an almost impregnable security system. At least it did while there were people to man it. We have most of it on automatic now so we will at least know when someone comes on the property. I'm assuming the security teams were in the military because they just stopped showing up. I'm not sure of that though. I'm just sure they don't show up anymore," Shelly said. "Let's go show him the security command center," Sarah said. We went back to the common area and they took me to a door on the outside wall. It struck me then this was a door that seemed to lead outside from a basement that was clearly underground. There was a door on the opposite wall also. It appeared to be newer. Shelly opened the door and it led into a tunnel which led away from the house. Shelly told me the tunnel led under the pool to the security command center. "Were does that one go?" I asked, pointing to the one on the front wall. "It's brand new. They only finished it a few days before the dying started. It leads to the airstrip," Sarah said. "Why do they have tunnels everywhere?" I asked. "You'd have to ask Grimes to get the exact answer and he's still dead as far as I know," Shelly said, and giggled. They led me thru the tunnel and we came to another elevator though the tunnel continued. I asked were it went and Shelly told me it went to the security entrance, which was across the road. We entered the elevator and it took us even deeper. Sarah said it was fifty or sixty feet below ground. She said it was actually beneath one of the barns. I was surprised at the complicated equipment in the command center. It had screens and readouts and monitors everywhere along a wall that was about thirty feet long and ten feet tall. There was a shelf, which served as a desk, attached to the wall. There were several phones and radios on it. They gave me a slight once over about the security and then they led me to the real shocker. We left the security room and entered a room that contained a nuclear powered generator. Talk about a surprise. "We knew this would surprise you Jack. We only found out about it after the sickness started, when Mr. Grimes had them tell us all about the place, in case we had to take care of it. This is similar to the power plants in a nuclear submarine. It's more automated though. It's cooled with water from that large lake you flew over. The tunnel behind that door leads out under the center of the lake. There are two twelve-inch stainless steel pipes running out there for the cooling water. They told us the fuel in the nuke would be good for about a hundred years if it ran at full power all the time. It isn't even running at ten percent now, actually only about six percent is it's recent peak," Shelly said. I couldn't say anything. I wanted to say shit but I couldn't even say that. Shelly told me most of the security sensors except for the radar and some infrared were contained in the fences and cross fences. She asked me if I had any questions. I told her I had about ten million but I didn't know where to start. "Well if it has to do with how or why you'll be out of luck like we are. We don't know anything about the rhyme nor reason. Bill just always said it was government work and it was never intended to make sense. You might like to know the pool can also cool the nuke in an emergency. But it can only run at about three percent if it is using the pool alone. It does make a splendid heater and cooler for the pool though," Sarah said. "How can it cool the pool?" I asked. "Well it doesn't directly, but the power operates the refrigeration to cool it. I'd never even heard of a cooled pool before we got here and I just wanted to brag a little. We can set the water to anything we want, within reason," Shelly said. "There are a couple more big things Jack. The place is set up for surface to air missile batteries. Everything is in place except the missiles and the launchers. All the radar and the command and control for them is here and working. Also, we think there must be another underground facility they didn't show us. We haven't found it. I didn't notice it, but Gloria, Helen, and Brenda said some of the security sensors seem to come from nowhere," Shelly said. "There's something else Jack, but we are a little afraid to bring it up. We think you need to do it, but we don't want you to think we are trying to tell you what to do," Sarah said, almost shyly. "Don't hesitate about that. If you think I need to do something just tell me. I can't decide if I don't' know what it is." "You need to take the three women who came here from the government for yourself. I know it might make you seem like a glutton to the boy, but it's important. They know this place best of all, and all of them are pilots. Helen and Brenda can fly both helicopters and planes and Gloria can fly planes. You need to take them as your women and you need to turn them with the trick," Shelly said, as if it meant something to me. "What is the trick and what does it do?" I asked. "You won't believe it. I didn't know about it when Jackie did it to me. I wouldn't have believed it if he'd told me. It is a way to screw a woman that makes her completely loyal to you after you do it. I don't have any idea how it works or even if it works all the time. I don't know if it wears off over time. I just know it works and I know it can be taught. Jackie had me teach it to Bill when he traded me to Bill for Susan and the twins. I know it sounds awful, but it isn't exactly like that. Jackie got me first when I was suckering johns for a guy to rob. The cops caught us. They gave us both to Jackie and told him they didn't want to know what happened to us. The guy was found later with a broken neck but Jackie used the trick on me right off. It changed my whole life within an hour. After it was over Jackie was all I cared about," Shelly said. "It just changed my whole outlook. Later I met Bill. He was Jackie's oldest friend. They were in NAM together and they were close. I knew I loved Bill almost as soon as I saw him. Though I knew I could never do anything about it unless Jackie wanted me to. My life was just tied to Jackie, in my soul I guess. I knew I could never do anything he didn't want me to. When Bill came up with Susan and the twins, Jackie turned Susan without even thinking he was taking Bill's woman. It wouldn't have bothered Bill, due to the circumstances, but Jackie felt really bad about it. He knew I loved Bill and he just traded me to Bill for Susan and the twins and told Bill how to turn me. I helped him do it because I loved Bill and wanted to be his woman. Then I helped him turn Sarah," Shelly said, finishing. This was just too much to believe. The world had changed a lot in the last little while, but this even seemed to top the sickness to me. Here were two of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen, one was surely the most beautiful, telling me they could teach me some type of hypnotic fucking that would make a woman mine for life, whether she wanted it or not. It sounded like a poor plot for an Internet mind control porn story to me. I just told them I couldn't believe it. "We knew you couldn't. You'll just have to do it first and then you'll see. We could get Susan and the twins down here and they'd tell you the same thing, but you still wouldn't believe it. You are just going to have to turn one or two first to believe. You probably won't believe it if you turn us. It will probably be easiest if you do Gloria first. Bill never turned her so it will be her first dose of it. Shelly and I will just bring her with us when our turn comes around. I think we should tell Susan and the twins not to teach Johnny the trick yet," Sarah said. I just couldn't believe it. It sounded so hocus pocus to me. Still, I could tell they were very sincere. I told them I would try it, but I wanted to try it with one of the women I already had first. If it didn't work I didn't want to cut in to any possible women that Johnny might be able to acquire. I asked Shelly and Sarah if they could set it up so Johnny would be occupied with just the twins and their mother tonight. I also told them they were free to ask those three not to teach Johnny this trick yet. We went back to the guest quarters and then back to the kitchen. I told them I wanted them to bring Nancy, Karen, and me back to the guests quarters after we ate and tell them the trick story. They agreed. We were late for supper. I was hungry. Johnny was almost too excited to eat. He was wishing for bedtime already. Janet and Jenna kept teasing him and asking if he didn't want to stay up and watch a few horror movie DVDs they'd found. He told them he was pretty tired and thought he might turn in pretty early. Susan spoke up loudly saying she and the twins usually did all the kitchen clean up, but she was going to have to ask for volunteers tonight since they couldn't let their man turn in alone. You should have seen Johnny blush and puff out his chest at the same time. Aimee was grinning widely too. After we'd eaten the others cleaned up and then I think they went to the den to talk or watch a DVD or something. Karen, Nancy, Shelly, Sarah, and I returned to the guest quarters. Karen and Nancy were as astounded as I'd been. When you are just getting accustomed to the biggest house you've ever seen and it's easily twice the size of the one you just left that was the previous biggest you'd seen it is very unbelievable to go to the basement and find that it's even bigger. It just takes some getting used to. We showed them around and I told them about the nuke and command center and about the tunnels to the airstrip and to the middle of the lake. After they recovered from these surprises I asked Shelly and Sarah to tell them about the trick. Nancy and Karen didn't believe it any more than I had the first time through. Karen asked if they could tell her exactly how it was done. They did. They weren't quite clinical about it but nearly so. I was a little dismayed when they said the man doing it never seemed to really get off. They guessed the process was just pretty hard on him. Shelly went over the process again. "It basically involves a long, slow starting, dog fuck. Jack just has to make sure he keeps on doing full strokes even if he just wants to shorten them up and come. Just keep giving her full length strokes at a good steady rate. If you're long enough to bump her cervix every time, do it, just don't push up against it and hold it thered until right at the last. "We'll be with you the first few times and we'll be able to tell when it is time to shove it against her cervix if you can. When you get it there just keep it there and just do tiny strokes keeping your dick head against her cervix. Sarah or I will diddle her clitty for you at first. That part just amounts to putting a finger on each side of her clit and wiggling them as fast as possible, until she passes out." "When she wakes up she's yours, even if she didn't even like you before. Hell, I hated Jackie until he did it to me. He didn't care. He knew if someone didn't straighten me out I'd be dead in a month or two anyway. He told me the cops were so tired of me they'd thought about just killing me themselves. It was Dallas afterall and a lot of the police still subscribed to the they just needed killin' school of thought. After they gave me to him he left me alone for a couple of days to see if I was going to be reasonable. When he saw I wasn't he just ripped my clothes off, held me down and did it to me. When I came to I was in love. I could hardly believe it myself," Shelly said. "I just can't understand what causes it. I didn't believe you at first, but I know now you are being sincere. The thing that really puzzles me is it worked when he just raped you and did it," Karen said. "Jackie never even told me where he learned it or if he just figured it out himself. He said he was always expecting it not to work, but it always did. I think Bill was the only other man he ever let know abut it. I could never mention it to anyone unless Jackie wanted me to. He told me to show Bill how to do it to me. I did and it worked for Bill too. It seemed when Bill tricked me it just canceled what Jackie had done. I still liked Jackie since I had been with him for years. I knew I didn't owe him my loyalty anymore though," Shelly said. "I can tell you another thing about it. It's the best orgasm a woman can ever have. You don't even want one like it more than every week or two and it won't hurt your feelings if you only get one a month. You sure as hell won't be asking for one a night," Sarah said. ------- Chapter 29 "We know one thing, if a long dick is needed, Jack is damned sure your man. He's had that long thing up to my tonsils from my pussy more times than I can count. You just wait until we can have a good hen party and let me tell you about the time he made me burn the bacon while I was trying to cook and I had to scream for Karen to come give me some relief," Nancy said. This just made Shelly and Sarah lick their chops. Then Karen had to put in her little bit. "Another time he fucked us all in one day. Can you believe it? Some twice. Aimee wasn't with us yet then and Jenna and Sharon were still virgins, but he fucked all the rest of us and pumped himself off between the virgin's legs from behind. He fucked Jana hard and then did her ass too. After that he carried me to Janet's OBGYN office and fucked me on one of her examination tables until I could barely stand up by myself. I had to take a nap to recover when we got home. He woke up with Beverly and fucked her first thing in the morning and in the afternoon he asked her to come give him some truck driving lessons and then fucked her out in the sleeper. He dragged Nancy away from cooking supper and fucked her on the kitchen counter. He would have worn her out if Diane hadn't happened along to give her some help. He set poor dripping Nancy back on her feet on the floor, picked Diane up, and set her on the warm spot where he'd just poled Nancy. He ran that long dick up Diane and fucked her good too, then finished the night with Janet, fucking her so hard she couldn't get up before noon the next day. He even had to bring her breakfast in bed," Karen said, and it sounded like she was bragging. "Ok, Ok dammit. I'll admit I like to get a little pussy every now and then. I'm just a growing boy." "If that long mother-fucker grows much more it's gonna be tripping you when you try to walk," Nancy said. I had to do something to change the subject. I could tell by the looks from Shelly and Sarah they were going to be just like Nancy and Karen after I'd given them a dick ride. I could already tell Shelly and Nancy were an awful lot alike. Teasing was going to be the order of the day, every day, from both of them, shortly. "Well before we write a book about me let's get something planned," I said. "What we need to plan is who you're going to turn first. I still think you should get a lock on Gloria, Brenda, or Helen right off the bat. Brenda and Helen are the most valuable because they can fly helicopters or planes. "Helen is also an experienced instructor and she had Bill flying one in just a few days. Gloria would be easiest to lure in though. She's accustomed to sleeping with Shelly and I and if we told her it was our turn I'm sure she'd just come along with us. She can fly helicopters too, but never officially qualified with a real test before the sickness started," Sarah said. "I'm sorry, but I still think I need to try it on someone I know first. That way I could be convinced it worked," I said. "That doesn't make sense to me. If the woman is one of us I don't see how you can know if there's any difference. I'd be willing to bet we're as devoted to you as they're saying this will make us," Karen said. "That's the fucking truth. If I loved this long dicked bastard any more I'd grab his pecker and hold on tight until it thundered," Nancy said, and giggled. "I know you can't believe it now, but I've already experienced it. The devotion this causes is stronger than love. You'll just have to try it," Shelly said. "Well let's try it tonight then. Will he be able to do it to Nancy and I in one night?" Karen asked. "Sure. Bill did Shelly and I the same night," Sarah said. "Hang on a second. I don't want to be bossy, but you and Nancy are last in line for this. You mean too much to me for experimentation. I love all my women and I'd never admit it to the others, but I love Nancy and you most. "It might be a sort of seniority or something. Maybe it's because of your extended service, but I'm just not going to risk it on you two until I know a lot more about it. It may seem unfeeling of me, but someone else is just going to have to go first," I said, and I meant it. I could tell, rather than being upset at being put off, Nancy and Karen both had been touched by my little tirade. I chalked it up as another home run. "Well who are you going to sacrifice then?" Karen asked. "Do you always sleep with just one woman at night. Do you ever take two to bed at once?" Shelly asked. "I've had two come to bed with me more than once. It's always their choice though. Actually the women worked out their own schedule at first and then started switching it around and mixing and matching. I don't even think about it now. When I go to bed I just assume someone is going to come with me. "Most of the time one or now sometimes two follow me to my bedroom. Sometimes no one comes with me. When that happens I try to tell myself they decided I needed to be alone. It would hurt my feelings if I thought out of nine women none thought they could put up with me some night," I said, trying to pout. "Poor Jack, he didn't get his long dick wet last night and now he's pouting," Nancy said, teasing. I should have known Nancy wouldn't let that slip by her. They all laughed at me over it. "Jack, when none of us follows you to bed it's because we discussed it and thought you might need some time alone or need extra rest or something. When it happens and you want some pussy, no matter what we think is best, all you have to do is put your head out the door and yell Next. You'll get a customer and you know it," Karen said. I knew she was right and I'd already guessed why I ended up alone every once in a while. I couldn't understand how they could be so right in their assumptions all the time though. "I love to see a grown man cry, but we need to get this settled. Jack would anyone think it really strange if you took Shelly and I to bed when our turn comes up and then later on you went out and invited someone else to join us? Also, would the one you asked be likely to come?" Sarah asked. "I've never had that exact situation come up, but I don't think anyone would give it a second thought." "I hate to tell the big bastard this, but most of us would be hoping we were the one he'd come after," Nancy said. "There's our fix then. When our turn comes we can just try to go to bed early. Jack can trick Shelly and then me. After he rests up and realizes it's not going to hurt anyone he can just get whichever of you he wants to try it on first. That should settle all doubts with the least risks from your viewpoint," Sarah said. "When the night comes you might even want to tell the subject in advance you're feeling extra horny and ask her if she'd like you to come get her if the two new girls need help," Shelly said. "That's it. I know who to test it on. Aimee. She's the latest to join us. She's a pilot and even has combat experience. Better yet, she would be very receptive if I just told her to be ready. "I wouldn't even have to tell her in advance. She likes a little handling and bossing. I think I'll warn her though. I'll tell her a little forcefully and she'll probably be burning up by the time she gets there." "The nasty bastard has been holding her down and fucking her even though she begs him to get off. She told us how you raped her over and over. She said she wished she could count on you raping her two or three times a day," Nancy said, laying into me again. "All we need now is to wait our turn," Shelly said. "Your turn? Your turn is tonight. Congratulations, it's showtime. Get ready to make the ultimate sacrifice to the God of Big Dick," Nancy said, and laughed maniacally. "Hey, we didn't just cook this up to cut in line. We can wait until it's our regular turn, whenever it comes around. We wouldn't feel right breaking in front of someone else. We're anxious, but we want to be fair about things," Sarah said. "We all talked it over last night. Aimee told us two women here already wanted to be with Jack and we decided then you should get to give him a test drive tonight. We've all had a turn at least once and most of us more than that. If you can teach him something new we'll like even better it's all the more reason to sic you on him now," Karen said. "I think it's all settled unless someone has questions. I think we should go back and see what the others are up to, fool around about an hour, and then let Jack take you two so you can explain to him how to operate that giant bed. The hour will give you time to clue Susan and the twins in and it will give Jack time to bully Aimee a little," Karen said. "We'd better get on out there because Johnny was in a hurry to get rid of his cherry. They may already be in bed," Nancy said. "We can knock on the door and talk to one of the girls even if they are in bed. He can't be occupying all three of them at a time. Well, at least he could spare one for a few seconds even if he is occupying them," Sarah said. We returned to the main floor and were in luck. The twins had actually wanted to watch the movie "The Stand" by Stephen King. They promised Johnny they'd make it worth his while to watch it with them. Johnny was sitting on a love seat with Susan on one side and either Amber or Julia on the other. The other twin was sitting on his lap and wiggling her hips slightly as her tongue was apparently devoted to exploring Johnny's mouth. Susan and the twins were wearing long T-shirts, but with at least some sort of panties. Johnny's hands were not visible as both were beneath the T-shirt of the twin in his lap. Susan and the other twin were kissing and caressing any part of Johnny they could reach. While we watched Susan changed places with the twin in Johnny's lap. I wondered if he'd come in his pants again. I thought he surely must have since the movie was almost half over. Shelly went over to them and whispered something in Susan's ear. She nodded her assent without disturbing her kissing or Johnny's fondling. I don't think Johnny even noticed the moment when Shelly denied him the supposed secret to the control of womankind. I still had my doubts. I glanced around the room and all the others were in here. Most had a drink in their hand or nearby. I found Aimee and walked over near her. Thankfully she was a little apart from the others. She wasn't watching the movie, she was acting like she was, but I could tell she was watching Johnny get his hearts delight. I could also tell she was burning up with lust. If strong arousal would help me pull this trick on Aimee she was as good as tricked now. "Aimee, two of the new women are going to be with me tonight. I'm sure they'll need you to help take the pressure off after a while. I haven't even had a taste since my night with you. Be prepared, I might need to really put it to you," she just quivered as I whispered this in her ear using my firmest commanding voice. She tore her eyes away from Johnny and looked into mine. I'm sure she would have dropped to her knees and taken my dick out and swallowed it right on the spot if I'd told her to. She was just on fire. "It won't be long Aimee, I'm taking them in now. I'm ready for some fun. I'll come get you from your room soon," I said, trying to make it sound like an order. I left her and returned to Sarah and Shelly putting an arm around each and we headed for my new bedroom. The other three women who had been living here, Gloria, Brenda, and Helen were surreptitiously glancing our way. If what Shelly and Sarah were telling me was true I'd be forced to have my wicked way with them also. For the first time in my life I was actually considering having sex with a woman whether she wanted me to or not. It would be nothing less than rape if it came to it. I've always professed and believed rape was a violent crime and I'd never even considered it a sexual act. I'd participated often in simulated role-playing rapes, such as with Aimee the other night. I always made sure to monitor the victim for signs of actual disapproval and twice I'd stopped during the sex, much to the consternation of the 'too convincing' victim. I'll have to admit though, as I actually considered the possibility of raping one of the women, it sent a bolt straight thru my dick. I was hard as iron just from thinking about it. I desperately hoped it wouldn't come to that, but if it were the only way I would do it. If Shelly and Sarah convinced me it really worked I would use it on all the pilots whether they wanted me to or not. Just the few things I'd already seen about the helicopters had shown me they were the best weapons we could have in this new environment. It was simply imperative we retain every pilot we could. We entered my newly assigned bedroom and Sarah closed the door, she didn't lock it and I didn't question her. Shelly removed my T-shirt and they both steered me to the bed where they sat me down and removed my boots and socks. "We're gonna have to take him shopping and get him some cowboy boots. That way he can just kick 'em off at times like these," Shelly said. "I have lots of cowboy boots. I've just been wearing these when I thought I might run across poor footing - I don't want a sprained ankle," I said, lamely. "We won't mind so much if you sprain your ankle, just make sure you don't break your dick," Sarah said. "Now that would be a tragedy," Shelly said. They had me stand again and removed my jeans then both got on their knees and looked for all the world like they were attending some type of unveiling. They were, they unveiled my dick. "God Damn Shelly, you were right. This is the man for us," Sarah said, with a big smile on her face. "What a dick." "Let's get him in the shower and start the fun," Sarah said. They took a minute to disrobe and then it was me who was awed. Except for their coloration they were nearly identical. Identically beautiful. Shelly had black hair, Sarah had red hair, both had blue eyes and they were practically the same color blue. Their titties were almost exactly the same, every bit of a C Cup. Their height was exactly the same. Their waists were the same size, their hips, even their asses. Shelly's ass seemed just a little more impudent while Sarah's was the tiniest bit rounder. Strangely, Sarah's complexion was a little darker than Shelly's whose was every bit as white as Janet's. They just stood there patiently as I ogled them. "You'd think with the tribe he's draggin' around with him he'd know what a woman looked like by now," Shelly said, smarting off. "Well let him look if he wants to, it's making me a little hot," Sarah said. "Me too, that's why I want him to get done so we can get our hands on him. I wish we already had all these other women turned. This is our man now Sarah and we've got to do all we can to help him. He's going to need those pilots and more. I've got a feeling he's gonna be somebody in the new world," Shelly said. "I'm just hoping he's going to be somebody in my lonely pussy," Sarah said. I reached for them and as they came to me and I put an arm around each, hugging them to me as they pressed those lovely breasts to my skin. We went into the bathroom and when we reached the large shower Sarah adjusted the water and we stepped inside. They both grabbed a sponge and some soap and let me have a good scrubbing. When they'd finished I gave them a washing with bare hands. After I'd rinsed them they both turned their backs to me, bent at the waist, and grabbed hold of the same bar presenting their asses for my viewing pleasure. Both their pussies were peeking out from between the tops of their thighs. "Step up and slide us a few strokes each Jack, just so we can get acquainted. Then you need to fuck one of us until you come so you can hold out when you get down to the hard part," Shelly said, giving instructions. What man could refuse those orders? Sarah was nearest and I decided to part her red pubes first, but I had to get at least a taste so I hit my knees behind her. "Oh God Shelly, he's got a big tongue too," Sarah said, squealing and then spreading her legs farther. Her pussy was already juicy and she tasted delicious. I smashed my face to the backs of her thighs and stretched my tongue as far toward her clit as I could, but couldn't quite reach it. I brought the tip back right down the center, and finding her slit slightly parted already I plunged it up her entrance. She stiffened a little and then squirmed her hips. Standing, I had to bend my knees to fit but managed it and placed my dickhead in her to slide it up her pussy. It was looking more and more like a loose pussy had been a death sentence. Her cervix was just on the tip of my dickhead as I shoved as much dick up her as possible in this position. I knew it was going to be plenty long to do this trick. I gave her four or five strokes and reached around to play with her swinging titties. They were a sweet handful each and her nipples were so hard I could feel them in my palms. Regretfully I slid it out. Moving over behind Shelly I dropped to the floor again and gave her a lick - she was juicy and tasty too. I couldn't reach her clit from this side either, but when I pushed my tongue in her entrance she trembled harder than Sarah had and she tasted just as sweet. I stood and pushed my dick up her making the move I love. The move to inside the pussy from outside. Wet hot tight pussy makes life worthwhile and hers was some more of it. I got my hands on her titties and my dick in a rhythm. The biggest difference between the two showed right away. Shelly's pussy wasn't as deep as Sarah's. I had a half-inch left when I hit bottom so I pushed it up her harder and I could feel the cervix just seem to caress my dick head. She gave me a few squeezes with her pussy and I slid it out. I just couldn't make up my mind. I'd give Sarah eight or nine strokes and then the same for Shelly then I'd start again. When it got really good to me I was in Sarah and I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me shoving it up her to pump my come. Right at the last I felt her pussy start twitching inside, so I gave her clit a tiny pinch with my thumb and a finger and she got off too. Neither one of us went sky high but it was a good one to let the pressure off. When I let my dick slide out they both turned to me, hugging and kissing on me like I was just back from the war or something. We rinsed off a little, dried off, and climbed in that big bed. One of them got on either side of me and we all just necked and petted for about ten minutes. I noticed I didn't have the only hand on Shelly's titties and then looked down to see somebody fingering Sarah. This put the lead back in my pencil right away. I kind of backed off a little and in a minute or two they were drenching each other across me. Shelly broke their kiss and told Sarah to slide back and put her head on the pillows. She told me she was going to suck my come out of Sarah and she thought I should get behind her and fuck her until she passed out. "I'll raise my mouth off Red's pussy and yell when it's time to let me have it. Just remember to wiggle my clit between your first two fingertips as fast as you can until you're sure I've passed out. I'm counting on you to make my night," she said, and winked. ------- Chapter 30 True to her word, Shelly was between Sarah's legs with her mouth on her pussy right away. I moved behind her and placed my dick. She was even wetter than in the shower. I pushed it up her until I felt her cervix against my dickhead. There was a little more than an inch left, but I didn't push against it hard. I just started a nice steady stroke, pulling it back until it was nearly out and then shoving it back in until I gave her cervix a good lick. She kept eating Sarah's pussy and I kept pumping. They'd warned me it would take a while and might not seem special to me. I had news for them. Anything that would give me an excuse to get my dick in their pussies was special. It felt wonderful just pumping her pussy and looking at her beautiful bouncing ass as I banged it with my pelvis. Looking down across her lovely back to see her black hair spread across Sarah's lap, while I knew her delicate tongue was licking Sarah's dripping lips was really turning me on. It felt great but wasn't giving me the urge to come. Before I expected it Shelly lifted her mouth from Sarah's pussy. "Damn, that was fast. Do me now Jack. Push it on up me and wiggle my clitty. I'm ready." I put my first two fingers in her bush, bracketed her clit and just started wiggling them as fast as I could make them wiggle. I pushed my dick on up against her cervix and just snapped it back and forth no more than a half-inch in either direction. Her pussy squeezed on me really hard and then seemed to just lock. She raised her head a little and howled for nearly a minute. She wilted into a heap afterwards and was out. Sarah got on her knees and motioned for me to help and we stretched Shelly out so she would be comfortable. We put a light sheet over her and then we snuggled together kissing sweetly for a while and I played with her nipples and then fingered her a little. We'd only been at it for about three or four minutes when Sarah spoke up. "You're still hard as a rock. Want to see if you can have me out before she comes to?" "Do you think I can?" "Maybe. Shelly has always done my clit before but you turned her so easy. I think you can do it. Even if you don't get me there before she wakes up I'll be close and she can get up and help you finish me off," she said. I said I'd do my best, she got into position, and I just had to check the view for a minute. I told her she was beautiful on both ends and she giggled and told me to stick it up her and get busy, so I did. This position gave me a little better penetration on Sarah and I could tell I would have no trouble getting it where they said it needed to be. She was quieter than Shelly, but every bit as hot. She had a good grip with her insides and I enjoyed the view again and the feel of her pussy massaging my dick as I bounced it off the bottom on every long stroke. It seemed like just a few minutes. "Oh God Jack, I'm ready. Wiggle my clitty and slam it up me," she said, moaning. I did. I wiggled her clit and punched it all the way in, pressing firmly against her cervix. I had only jerked my dick a few times when she started trembling and just went limp. I kept it up her until I was sure she was completely out. My dick was still as hard as a rock and she wasn't participating any more. Pulling back the sheet I put her right beside Shelly and then covered them up. After watching for a few minutes Shelly finally started stirring. I went to her bending over to kiss her face and neck and lips as she came around. Finally she opened her eyes and looked into mine. I couldn't believe the difference in the look she gave me. "My man. Oh you did me so good and so fast. I couldn't believe how quick you got me there," she said. "I'm glad you liked it. Did it do the trick?" "That wasn't a trick baby. It was the real deal," she said, and smiled. It was worth the whole thing for the smile. It was beautiful and she was beautiful. She noticed Sarah for the first time then. "Did you do her while I was out?" "Yes. She asked me to try so I did and there she is. Out like a light." "You're a natural. Lay down and kiss on me a while why don't you?" "Sounds like fun." After I lay down and wrapped her up in my arms we kissed. Just like she wanted. Sarah stayed out so long I was getting concerned, but Shelly said it was nothing to worry about. She admitted Sarah'd never been out this long before, but figured she'd never had it so good before either. That didn't hurt my feelings. Sarah came around in a few minutes though and gave me a look which let me know she was mine all mine. I kissed on both of them for a while afterwards. "You need to go get the other one now. I can tell right off you aren't gonna have any trouble, but we might as well get on with the show," Shelly said. After telling them Aimee liked for me to boss her around a little I made sure they'd follow instructions when I came back with her. Aimee wasn't asleep when I got there and she was wide eyed when she saw I'd come across the hall naked with my dick sticking straight out. She kept her eyes on it the whole time as I walked to her bedside and held out my hand. "What do you want Jack?" "Pussy." "But I don't want you to fuck me." "I don't care. Come with me or I'll hold you down and spank you until you will. I'm going to fuck you whether you want me to or not, so why not save yourself the spanking?" I asked. She complied, though I could tell she was thinking about the spanking as I led her into my bedroom. She hesitated when she saw Sarah and Shelly lying in the bed. "What are they doing?" "Resting, I've been fucking them for a couple of hours already and they're tired. They're going to rest while I fuck you, then when you're tired I'll let you rest while I fuck on them some more," I said. "I don't want you fucking me with them watching," she said, in a small voice. "Well I'm going to and if you give me any trouble they'll hold you down." I felt her knees go weak. She was dying to have them hold her. I grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head. Shelly and Sarah were all eyes now and I could almost see them drooling over Aimee's chocolate drop nipples. I gave Aimee a little shove toward the bed and she kept going until she fell between them. "Hold her down. I'm going to fuck her dog style and she wants to give me lip about it. Give her a good kissing first. I forgot to and I don't want anybody getting fucked without getting kissed around here." First Shelly and then Sarah kissed and Frenched Aimee. She pretended to struggle, but I knew neither one of them were a physical match for her small strong body. She wasn't physically large, then again, neither was TNT. They pinched her nipples a little and then sucked one each into their mouths. Aimee couldn't even pretend she didn't like it by now. She was on fire. Getting on the bed behind her, I told Shelly and Sarah to hold her down. They moved her into the doggie position and then pretended to hold her there. Kneewalking up behind Aimee, I swiped my dickhead up and down her lips a few times then eased into her entrance after it was sloppy and slick. I wobbled the head around a little between her slippery lips and then pushed it up her, going deeper this way than the other night. Her cervix played backstop for my dickhead on every stroke. It didn't take ten minutes to roll down Aimee's socks. Shelly came back to do her clitty for me when it was time for short jabs. Aimee went right out and stayed for nearly half an hour. When she came back her face almost cracked open from the smile. She had that love look in her eyes and I didn't doubt the process had changed her attitude. I'd felt before Aimee would grow to love me. She'd shot way past love now and I could tell it from the look in her eyes. Shelly and Shelia said we were on a roll now and we should do Gloria. They claimed they could have her in here in five minutes. I told them we didn't have to do everything tonight and I just wanted to lie down for a while and then give all three of them a good sound fucking. "What was that if it wasn't a good sound fucking?" Aimee asked. After telling her I'd just been warming up we all lay down and cuddled. It was only a few minutes before Sarah had Aimee beneath her. She was lying on Aimee, Frenching her mouth, playing with a titty in one hand and fingering Aimee's little pussy with the other. Shelly rolled me to my back and mounted my hard dick. "I guess I'll have to let a little of the pressure off before I can make you listen to reason." "What do you mean?" "I can tell you know this works now and we need to do Gloria tonight too. If you're worried about Johnny not having enough women you can turn the others and just tell them you want them to be with Johnny for a while. They'll be so devoted to you they'll be happy to do it. Sarah and I weren't about to tell you before, but we can't help telling you everything now. You have to do at least Gloria tonight though. Everything is just too right for it to happen tonight," Shelly said, insisting. It was hard for me to try to think and enjoy her pussy at the same time. She was going to make me do it though. I could tell she thought it was best and she was going to keep trying to get me to do what was best. If I'd been thinking more clearly I'd have paid closer attention to her from the first. She was right of course. It wouldn't make much difference to wait and do Gloria some other night if we'd been sure she wanted to be with me on her own. If she happened to want Johnny though, things could become complicated. I'd never been a salesman so I wasn't sure about the KISS method. I was well qualified for the KISD method though. Keep It Simple Dumbass. It was time for me to get off the schnide and get on with the fucking. I didn't think there was all that much chance of her drifting his way, but I didn't really have any reason for my confidence in my own desirability. Shelly was right. If she and Sarah could waltz in and get Gloria to hop in the sack with us I really needed to try doing this to her, whether it pissed Johnny off or not. I needed control of all the pilots if I could obtain it. "I give Shelly. You're right and I know it. I do need to get off first though," I said, trying not to let her know I was about to whimper. "Don't worry about that baby. You're about to come and you just didn't realize it." Somehow she shifted gears in her pussy and I felt like there was a ring of something wonderful just moving slowly up and down my dick. I'd never felt anything like it before, but I loved it and didn't last two minutes after she started. I lay back limp while Shelly laughed softly and lay down on me, kissing my face and neck. She told me I could count on Sarah, Aimee, and her to keep my best interest at heart now. "I'm not saying the others won't, but doing the trick to them will make it more fun for us all. Just wait and see. Now, you rest up a minute. If I can pry Sarah's lips off Aimee's pussy I'll get her to suck you back up hard. I just want to sneak in a few licks on Aimee. It'd be best if we sent her back before we go get Gloria," she said. I was surprised to notice it was only just after midnight. It seemed I'd been fucking for hours already. As Shelly rooted Sarah's face away from Aimee's pussy I glanced at Aimee and she seemed to only be semi-conscious. Shelly dove into Aimee and Sarah had a go at reviving my dick. She didn't waste any time. She pulled a vacuum on my dickhead and put a finger up my ass. I was hard again in seconds. Aimee screamed she was coming in a few more. At least she didn't pass out this time. After Aimee had her wind back Sarah and Shelly took her to her room. They came to check on me in a few minutes then left to fetch Gloria. She'd slept in this bedroom with them previously, but her stuff had been moved out today too. I learned later she had moved into the next bedroom with Shelly and Sarah. They left naked and were gone about twenty minutes. Shelly and Sarah came back with an already horny appearing Gloria. Her nipples, which looked to be an inch long, were already standing at attention. Shelly brought her over to the bed and introduced us. It seemed odd to be introduced to someone when everyone present was naked and obviously aroused, but I just acted like it was normal. Gloria eyed my dick and smiled. "Good God, what a dick. No wonder he wore you two out. I started to come with you when you first went to bed, but I wasn't sure and you didn't call me. I was afraid you'd decided you didn't like me anymore," Gloria said, as she lay down by me. She was taller than Shelly and Sarah but not quite as tall as Sharon. Her titties were every bit as big as Diane's and close to Sharon's size and her nipples were the biggest I'd ever seen. They weren't obscenely large, but they looked like the size nipples it took to go with titties that big. Her frame was a little larger than the other two and her muscle tone was like Sharon's, she might have been just a little more muscular. She turned her face to mine and I put my lips to hers and my hands on her body. She came to me willingly. Sarah didn't waste any time getting in bed right by Gloria and she started fondling the places I couldn't reach at once. I glanced her way and I saw Sarah kissing and nibbling on Gloria's upper back and neck. Shelly had one hand on Gloria's pussy and the other on her ass. I was beginning to see Shelly had told me the truth about she and Sarah liking teamwork. They teamed up with me on Gloria and she was hot as a pistol in about five minutes. She hugged me to her strongly and I could feel her climax from all the attention. We petted and kissed her until she had her wind back and then Shelly told her it was time she gave me a little pussy. Gloria must have thought it was a good idea too. She surprised me though when she rolled to her back and pulled me down onto her. I wasn't sure if things would work this way. I didn't think it could hurt anything though if I gave her a good fuck and had to do her again dog style to do it right. I just kissed her mouth a little and then had to get my lips on those nipples. They were delicious. They stood up so firm and felt almost rubbery in my mouth. I couldn't resist nipping them gently with my teeth. "Oh God yes. Bite my nipples, I love it." Licking Gloria's pussy was on my mind when I felt hands nudging my hips from between her legs. I moved and felt someone's hair brush the outside of my thigh. Shelly or Sarah had beaten me to the pussy licking. I didn't release the nipple I was tormenting, but did move my head so I could see who it was. Shelly was busily licking Gloria between the legs and she kept at it for about five minutes and then got up and Sarah urged me to get back into place from the other side. Back between Gloria's strong lovely thighs I felt Shelly's hand on my dick. She swiped me up and down in what felt like a very wet but small slit. When my dickhead was good and wet she placed it at Gloria's pussy tunnel entrance. Pushing in I discovered Karen wasn't the only one with a wonder pussy. Gloria took me easily and then closed around me with impressive strength. It felt heavenly and I pressed in as far as I could. I could just detect a slight contact with her cervix at the end of the stroke and made about ten full-length pushes before Shelly took one of Gloria's knees in her hands and Sarah took the other. They pulled Gloria's knees out and up and when they were done her knees were up very near her mammoth titties. This allowed deeper penetration and I noticed I had to hold back now to keep from going too deep too fast. I made the adjustment and set up a steady rhythm of long strokes. It took just a little longer than it had with Sarah but Gloria was moaning and growling before I saw Shelly's hand dart toward her pussy. "I'll do her clitty Jack, just shove it all the way in her now," Shelly said. I did it, pushing against her cervix and holding it deep, just working it back and forth against the mouth of her womb. I could feel Shelly's hand working on Gloria's clit and it seemed to be just vibrating. "Oh. Oh God. Aw! Shit!" Gloria said, screaming it. She moaned loudly a few more times and I was looking at her face and saw her eyes roll back until I couldn't see anything but white. It was spooky looking. Then she just went out, falling limp all over. I pulled out and got off her. I saw now what they meant about it being a little like work. I lay down beside Gloria and all I wanted to do was rest for a few minutes. Shelly pulled the sheet up over Gloria then she and Sarah got on either side of me to kiss and nibble. "Only two pilots to go Jack, do you have the strength?" Shelly asked. "Oh God woman. Are you going to make me do the other two tonight too?" I asked, unbelieving. "We're not going to make you do anything. I think you do need to fuck while the dick is hard though. While we were warming Gloria up before we brought her in here, she told us Helen and Brenda might go either way. She had decided she wanted you if you would have her. Brenda and Helen thought Johnny was actually too young for them, but they think you can't possibly handle so many women. If we can get them in here for a test drive you'd better take a shot. They might jump for Johnny tomorrow. I think we can get them to come take a ride when Gloria wakes up. They know her and trust her and if she goes after them they'll come to see you," Sarah said. It was after two am now. To tell the truth I was sure I could do it. It seemed to be getting easier every time, but wasn't really like fucking to me. It was pleasurable, but seemed more like a control thing than sex. Since it worked and well at that it was worth doing. Not getting a nut while I pulled this trick wasn't a tremendous downer. I could always fuck them again after they woke up if I wanted. I needed to keep all the pilots and if this helped I had to go for it. I told Shelly and Sarah I would do my best. It must seem odd to Shelly and Sarah for me to piss and moan over being required to get my dick wet over and over. The griping even felt a little wrong to me, but fucking them for control over them felt even stranger. I'd never been a control freak at all, or at least I didn't consider myself one. Still, the feeling was growing on me and maybe I was resisting because I knew I liked it and was trying not to. They suggested we wait until Gloria recovered to see how things looked. If she could fetch the other two Shelly and Sarah were going to wait in their bedroom. The two of them intended to let Gloria and me take care of Helen and Brenda. They didn't even think they'd have to tell Gloria exactly what was going on. They'd tell her it was a special type of orgasm and tell her how to make sure Brenda and Helen got to enjoy it too. I didn't know enough about the process to argue. Everything worked out just as Shelly and Sarah planned. When Gloria came around they asked if she thought Brenda and Helen would want to come in and get a Jack ride before making up their mind. Gloria was sure of it and Sarah told her how to help them get one of the special comes. She seemed to understand exactly what was needed. Sarah and Shelly went to their bedroom and then Gloria went to get the other two pilots. I just lay there while she was gone and hoped it would all work and when we got it on it worked fine. Brenda and Helen came back with Gloria. They were all naked when they entered and Gloria introduced us. I had my dick up Brenda within ten minutes and fifteen minutes later she was unconscious. After that performance Helen couldn't get her beautiful ass in doggie position fast enough. She was out before Brenda came back and Gloria was sucking my dick to help let the pressure off while the two of 'em slept the sleep of the fucked unconscious. Gloria kept saying something about now she knew what Bill had done when he'd had Sarah gasping. It didn't make sense to me and I just tried to concentrate on getting a nut. It was easier than I expected. It was after three am then and I went to sleep. ------- Chapter 31 I woke at seven AM the next morning and was surprised I felt great. I had three naked beautiful pilots wrapped all around me and if I hadn't wanted to go talk things over with Nancy I would've just started licking my way to one of their pussies. I made up my mind to see if they would all three agree to move into the room with Aimee. It was right across the hall form me. I could use the logic my girls had used for giving the downstairs bedroom to Aimee at the first house. The pilots might need to get out and airborne fast. We'd already shuffled Johnny and his three to one of the end bedrooms. It was one of the six giant ones on the ground floor, but it was all the way at the end of the hall. I could just see myself coming home with a hardon some day and just diving in among the four beautiful pilots. It got me started wondering if I could manage to wheedle Nancy and Karen into moving in with Shelly and Sarah. I might have been fooling myself but I was thinking I might actually be able to take care of four at a time. Talk about a big head. That would only leave Janet, Diane, Jenna and Sharon on the top floor. If I could get my girls to sleep four to the bed I could have them all close at hand. I decided to run that flag up Nancy's pole and see if she'd salute. Johnny's loss was my gain and I just couldn't believe how lucky I felt. Somehow I managed to untangle myself and get out of the giant bed without waking them. I grabbed a shower and pulled on some jeans and a T-shirt and left barefooted for the kitchen. Nancy was standing guard over the coffee pot and had a little breakfast started. She got me a mug of coffee and sat down at the breakfast nook with me. "Tell me about it Jack. Did you try it?" Nancy asked. "I tried it and it does seem to do something. It is really very apparent that something has happened when they come to." "Come to. Do you mean it makes them unconscious?" "It does. Aimee stayed out for more than thirty minutes." "Well what did it seem to do to her besides give her the biggest come of her life?" "I can't really explain it, but when she came to and saw me afterward, she just had a look of devotion in her eyes. Does that make any sense?" "Not really. Maybe I can tell when she comes out here," Nancy said. "Well you can check Shelly, Sarah, Gloria, Brenda, and Helen too. I got them all last night." "Well you long dicked bastard. I should have known it was just one of your schemes to fuck everything in sight. You just wanted to cut Johnny out of most of the women," Nancy said, chiding me, but she didn't sound serious. "I know it may look that way, but it isn't. It wasn't even my idea. Shelly talked me into it. You know we need to be sure we can keep all the pilots. Sarah and Shelly told me this is the best way and I think they may be right. Shelly told me if I wanted to let Johnny have some of the pilots I could just tell them I wanted them to be with Johnny and they'd do it happily. "I don't know if that's the truth, but I may have to try it. Then again it might not be necessary. Mike knows of three teenage girls and their aunt who need to join with a larger group somewhere. They're afraid the gang is going to find them and they want to leave the area. "Mike would rather they not join him, but he does want them to join someone so they can have some protection. He's going to contact the aunt and suggest she join us." Nancy considered this. I could tell she shifted gears in mid-thought then and returned to the trick and its effects. "Well I'll be fucked. Don't take that to mean right this minute, long dick. I just can't believe all that. I'll have to see if I can tell any difference when one of them comes in." She got up to check on the cooking and I saw her loading up a couple of plates. I went to her as she was finishing and put my arms around her for our good morning kiss before she picked up the plates. I gave her a thorough kissing and groping to let her know I still cared. "You horny bastard you. You just got through telling me you fucked six women last night, now you can't even let us eat our breakfast while it's hot before you come over here trying to stick your dick in me," she said, trying to sound like she was complaining. "I can wait. I've got a surprise for your sassy little ass now," I told her, with a wicked grin. "I thought Karen and I were last in line." "I've seen it work on six already. You've just been promoted. I can't wait to get you toeing the line," I said, teasing her. "Honey, if you can make me come so hard I pass out for thirty minutes I will toe any fucking line you tell me to. Hell, I'll help you draw one. I can hardly wait." Just as we finished our breakfast Brenda came walking into the kitchen in just a T-shirt. I guess Aimee had told her about the morning routine and she figured she was part of the tribe now. I got up and went to her. I could tell when she saw me the trick had done a number on her. It was all over her face. We embraced and she put her all into the kiss she gave me. I put my hands on her ass and just enjoyed myself. We'd just parted when Aimee came in. She'd always put her best tongue forward during good mornings, but she outdid herself this time. We finished and Gloria was next with the same results and then Helen came in and confirmed it had worked on them all. Sarah and Shelly double-teamed me for good morning. They also had on the shortest T-shirts I'd ever seen in the mornings. Both of their bushes were plainly visible as they walked in. Attendees slacked off for a few minutes so I went back to the kitchen and stood by Nancy as she cooked. I served for her as the food got done. "I don't want to seem demanding Jack, but you are going to do that to me before tomorrow morning or you are going to wish you had. I could see what you were talking about as soon as I saw Brenda look at you. I'm warning you; you won't get coffee or breakfast tomorrow, and certainly none of my pussy, until I get my dose. I'm sure Karen will feel the same way," Nancy said. "As a matter of fact munchkin, I was thinking maybe you and I, Karen, Shelly, and Sarah might need to go back to the guest quarters for some more planning after breakfast," I said, leering at her. "Now you're using the head with the ears on it Jack. I'll let Karen in on it as soon as I can." "Why don't we tell Karen we need to do a little more talking about the place and spring this on her as a surprise. I'm not saying I'll do it to her without her knowing I'm going to. I just don't want to tell her until we start getting naked." "That'll be fun. We'll do it that way." I went over to sit with the others and told Shelly I thought we should take Karen and Nancy back to the guest quarters for a little more planning. She winked at Sarah and they both agreed. I thought about the pilots then and asked them if they could all live in the same bedroom with Aimee comfortably. I told them I'd feel better if they were all together in case I needed to come in and give them a little debriefing from time to time. I got four ten thousand watt smiles for an answer. I felt sure they knew exactly what I meant and they were all for it. They said they'd take care of it tonight. When I asked Gloria how much more training or practice she needed with helicopters. Helen spoke up and said Gloria could do perfectly well in a helicopter now and the only thing she needed was more experience. I explained Aimee's thoughts about getting more helicopters from Ft Hood and they all agreed with Aimee. After I asked if they thought this afternoon would work for picking up some more they thought it sounded good to them. Brenda lamented they would need to take two helicopters down there since they couldn't all get in the Cobra. Helen said she thought they'd be all right if they went in the big civilian helicopter and just carried their small arms. Brenda, Gloria, and Helen had M16s. When I told them I'd be more comfortable if they all took one of the M4s with a launcher. They agreed and decided to spend some of the morning unpacking the trucks, concentrating mainly on going thru all the things we'd picked up at FT Hood and trying to think of other things we might find useful from there. I decided to send Sharon with them for extra firepower, I was also hoping she'd take an interest in flying since we now had a real instructor. They considered looking in the warehouse again while they were there, but decided they might be able to make two trips today if they just stuck to ferrying helicopters. Karen came in and after giving her a proper good morning I asked her if she could join Nancy, Shelly, Sarah, and I for a little more planning after she ate. She agreed it sounded fine to her and she grabbed her plate for breakfast. Susan made an appearance and she told Nancy she'd take over the breakfast duty. Karen was finished in about ten minutes and we headed for the guests quarters. This was the first look at the elevator for many that were in the breakfast nook eating. We got a few surprised stares. It was providential I'd maneuvered the girls to the guests quarters in their morning attire. We entered the first room we came to. "Me first daddy, me first," Nancy shouted, giggling and jumping up and down like a six year old. Sarah and Shelly were naked and had Nancy's T-shirt off her in seconds. They nearly tackled her to the bed and seemed to devour her. Nancy had never seemed to really go for a lot of woman-to-woman lovemaking before. She and Karen had been with me together before but they'd mostly concentrated their attentions on me. Any contact between them had seemed incidental. There was nothing incidental about the way Shelly and Sarah were treating Nancy now. Sarah was kissing her deeply on the lips and Shelly had gone directly to Nancy sparsely haired beaver. Nancy didn't even have time to complain before she had her first orgasm. I just had time to get naked and tell Karen the trick seemed safe and effective before Sarah and Shelly had Nancy dripping and in the doggie position waiting for her trick. I knelt between Nancy's beautiful spread legs as she shook her ass at me. It was just a treat to look at any time I got the chance. When I moved up and nudged my dickhead between her slippery lips she looked back over her shoulder at me as she felt my dick touch her pussy. Blowing her a kiss, I began working my way in and it took me a couple of minutes to get myself fully up her. When I did and gave her a few preliminary strokes they just felt great. I was barely touching her cervix without pushing too hard at the bottom. I pulled back to her entrance and started my slow rhythm of long strokes. Somehow Shelly and Sarah could tell when it was time to go for it. I tried to make a mental note to ask them exactly what they looked for. My mind couldn't spare the time for it. I was enjoying doing Nancy more than I had any of the others. She just felt better. It didn't make me want to come but it did feel better. I was beginning to think it wasn't going to work. It seemed it seemed to be taking too long. Then out of nowhere Shelly told me to go for it as she reached for Nancy's clit. Not wanting to be left out Sarah latched her mouth onto Nancy's for a smoldering kiss. This part took a little longer also, but Nancy finally collapsed into dreamland. Sarah and Shelly moved her to the edge of the bed and covered her with the sheet. I turned to Karen and she was just looking slack jawed at Nancy. I asked her if she wanted to try it. "I don't want to fuck around and try it. I intend for you to knock me out as cold as Nancy and I expect you to do it pretty quick," she said, and it was a demand. "Please mount the altar so my assistants can prepare you then," I said, trying to lighten things up. Shelly and Sarah soon had Karen in the same shape they'd put Nancy. It seemed to take very little time. I think Karen enjoyed their touch more than Nancy did. Of course Nancy enjoyed it well enough after the shock wore off. After Shelly licked Karen to a come while Sarah kissed her and played with her titties I asked them to switch and do her again as I anticipated difficulty. I didn't, but I just wanted to see a redhead eat another redhead's pussy. Selfish bastard sometimes ain't I. They were happy to do it and had Karen worming and squirming again in a few minutes. It was time for my part again and I just aimed it at the wonder pussy and slid it home. It probably didn't take ten minutes for Karen. Must have been that second licking. We lay Karen down beside Nancy and pulled the sheet over her too. Ever the slave driver, Shelly asked if I would go ahead and do Susan while I had my dick out. I asked her why. She knew Susan would want to get the trick sooner or later and said she'd bring Susan down here and I could ask her if she would stay with Johnny after I turned her. How could I lose? I told her to go get Susan and I'd at least talk to her. She pulled her T-shirt over her head and left. Sarah spent the time in her absence licking and playing with my dick. Shelly was back with Susan in ten minutes. I first asked Susan if she wanted to do this. She told me yes and she had been expecting it. She really liked Johnny, but she knew a man needed to be in charge around here. She said she'd gladly let me turn her and she'd also insist the twins do so too. She was willing to stay with Johnny afterwards, hoped I wouldn't forget her and would do her every three or four weeks. She said the twins only seemed to want the trick every five or six weeks. I asked her if she thought Johnny would miss her while she was down here. She said she'd told the twins to take Johnny to the bedroom and fuck him until he couldn't walk if they had to. Nancy and Karen were still out so we went into another guest room. Sarah and Shelly warmed Susan up. I could tell she was accustomed to their attentions and she seemed to give as good as she got. She showed me another lovely ass and I put my dick up her. This time almost seemed a shame to me. Even at thirty-three Susan was still a beautiful woman. I'd have liked time to have a nice romantic fuck with her and told her so. She giggled and said Johnny probably wouldn't wear her completely out, and she might be able arrange things so she and one twin or the other could sneak off to see me once in a while. We actually talked for a while during the deal. She lost interest in conversation after about five minutes though. She started squeezing me with her pussy and about fifteen minutes after we'd started Susan was through. Sarah and Shelly made her comfortable while I went back to the room with Nancy and Karen. Nancy was just beginning to wiggle. I went to her side and was stroking her hair as her eyes opened. She saw it was me and her face lit up. "It does work Jack. I feel different. I feel like I just can't live without you," she said. "It's not so much then, Nancy. I already knew I couldn't live without you." Sometimes I can say the right thing for the time and situation. Nancy flung her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly. I could feel a few tears fall onto my shoulders and kissed them away. Her expression was so intense I nearly bawled with happiness myself. It was easy to see it had made a difference to her. Karen stirred then so Nancy and I got her between us and we all just hugged and petted each other for a few minutes. We didn't really feel like talking I guess. Sarah came in about fifteen minutes later and asked me to come with her for a few minutes. Susan looked like she was about to come back. She said it would be better for Susan if I were there so I went to Susan and lay down beside her. I was holding her when she came around. I knew from her look Shelly and Sarah had taught me something beyond value. Susan was mine now and her look showed it. I cuddled with her, kissed her, told her I loved her, and she was my woman, even though she had to keep Johnny happy for me. She said she understood what I needed for her to do and she would keep the twins in line until I found time to turn them. She swore to me it was the best way. "If you ever find a friend for yourself that you can trust like Jackie trusted Bill, maybe things can be different, but until then you need to be the head of this house and you don't need anyone around who knows about the trick unless they are turned to you. That's just good sense Jack. Even if someone else knew it they wouldn't be able to turn one of us. We'd know what was going on and we could stop it. "You can do it to any woman that doesn't know about it because it just feels like she's about to have her best come ever. If she's already had it before she understands what's coming and might be able to stop it from happening. If the one that turned her in the first place is still alive she wouldn't be able to let you turn her unless he told her to. If he's gone, like Jackie, she won't be able to resist you. If her man is still around though you won't be able to take her. Conversely, as long as you're alive none of us can be turned against you unless you want it to happen and tell us," Susan told me. "Jack, even though I'll be fucking Johnny you know I'm your woman for good now. I'll never let Johnny know unless you tell me I can, but I'm yours. I want you to give me a baby. You need to have Janet figure out how we can do it without Johnny knowing though. You'll need to make the twin's babies too after you turn them. We'll still stay with Johnny, but I don't think it would be fair for you to make us carry Johnny's babies," she said. This was another shocker for me. It was something I hadn't considered, but I promised I would talk to Janet today to see what we could do. I asked her if there was a chance Johnny had already got a baby started. "Not in me and I'm almost sure not in the twins. I've only sucked him off so far. The twins just finished their last period the day you moved in. I think we're safe so far. The only thing is I'm really right in the fertile part of my cycle now. You didn't come when you tricked me did you?" she asked, not quite accusingly. "No I didn't. Do you think we could get it done if I gave it a real schoolboy try?" "If you could give it a real try for the next four or five days I think the chances would be very good. You can ask Janet what she thinks. She should know better than any of us." I hadn't considered this at all - I'd just become convinced the trick worked. I hadn't had time to think through its ramifications. I was still mulling it over when Shelly told us Susan should probably get back upstairs. I told her something else had come up and we all needed to talk. Shelly, Sarah, Nancy, and Karen joined Susan and I. We explained Susan's feelings and they were immediately sympathetic. They all agreed what she was doing was classified as above the call of duty. My original girls were all on the pill though I believed they were already impatient to get off it. I hadn't had sense enough to ask the women in the house. None of them were on the pill. All had wanted to get pregnant from their previous men. They felt Jackie and Bill hadn't been able to get the job done though they'd never mentioned it. This was getting complex and I didn't want to make any mistakes in this area at all. I asked Karen if she were recovered enough to go and bring Janet down to join our discussion. She agreed and was back with Janet in a few minutes. I'd missed Janet's good morning kiss this morning. She was still in uniform so I gave her my best effort. "Janet, we didn't really need to talk, I just wanted to fuck you this morning and the others wanted to watch," I told her, and gave her an evil grin. ------- Chapter 32 "Why you romantic bastard, you talked me into it," she said, gigling, and had her T-shirt off before I could say anything else. All the women laughed at me and Karen told Janet it would be a few minutes yet as we really did need her advice. Janet seemed reluctant but she did pull her T-shirt back on. Karen and Nancy explained the trick to Janet and told her where it came from. Shelly and Sarah filled in some details. Of course Janet was skeptical. She seemed more receptive after Nancy told her she had seen the difference plainly in the pilots this morning. She and Karen then related their experience to Janet. After she heard they had been fucked into twenty minutes of unconsciousness Janet said she didn't give a shit if it worked or not, but she did want me to try it on her often. Susan joined in and told Janet why we felt I had to do it for her and the twins. She told Janet she and the twins knew about it and would want it. She told her it meant I had to do it for them if for no other reason than to secure their absolute loyalty, and to keep the secret for my use. Janet said she understood the logic if the facts were correct. She reserved judgment on its efficacy. Now we explained the difficulty we found ourselves in regarding the twins and Susan's fertility and expectation to carry only my babies. Janet understood this completely if the trick actually worked. I wondered how since I'd had a hard time with it. I guessed it was a woman's matter. She then questioned Susan thoroughly about her cycle and about the twin's cycles. "No problem then," Janet said. "I don't understand," I said, blurting it out in spite of myself. "I'm the doctor. More to the point I'm the women's doctor. I inspect the pussy. Johnny is a thirteen-year-old boy who has landed in heaven. I like Johnny a lot, but I'm sure even he realizes sexually speaking he is the luckiest thirteen-year-old boy he has ever heard of. I'm sure he never even fantasized about being in this type of wonderful position. "When I tell him Susan has a painful vaginal infection and can't have vaginal sex with him for twelve to fifteen days and that he just has to be satisfied with blowjobs from her for that time how much do you think he is gonna complain?" Janet asked. "The bad part about it is I'm almost certain the twins are going to come down with the same trouble not long after Susan gets well. When that happens I'm going to examine Johnny and tell him he isn't washing his pecker properly and is causing the infections. "To get started though I think Nancy and Karen need to go up and get my medical bag and smock and make a production of bringing them down here. When they get back you can try the trick on me and if you still have a hardon after you're through you can see if you can't get your first baby started on Susan. I'm guessing today and tomorrow are her best chance," Janet said. "You sound like, among other things, you really want me to trick you in front of an audience," I said, teasing her. "If it makes me come like they're claiming I won't care if we do it on the table in the breakfast nook during lunch. In fact I'd probably enjoy it," Janet said. Karen and Nancy went to get Janet's bag and smock. When they returned I asked Shelly and Sarah to get Janet ready for the main attraction. Janet hadn't been warned about my warm up team but she didn't resist. In fact, after they got started I'm not sure she really wanted to stop for her tricking. They had her T-shirt off and were licking her pussy and nibbling her nipples in a flash. My dick just throbbed as I realized Shelly and Janet had exactly the same coloration. Even their eyes were the same color. Soon they had Janet ready for doing it dog style and I just lusted for her beautiful white ass for a few seconds. Then I got behind her and slid it in. Janet was easy. She was probably extra hot because of the audience. She was quivering and unconscious in less than ten minutes and stayed out for nearly forty-five. Nancy stayed with her while she was out and the others pulled their T-shirts back on and returned to the kitchen to deliver the news that Susan had an infection. I took Susan back into the other guest room, the one I'd used for her trick, and did my best to stir up a baby. It might have been a little late, but I gave her the long slow romantic fuck I'd wanted to in the first place. Susan was a little older than the others but at thirty-three she wasn't long in the tooth by any means. She had wonderfully firm big titties and her nipples showed the twins had probably nursed them with eager appetites. It just made them better. Her ass was softly abundant, but firm when she moved it. Her pussy felt glorious and her hands moved over me constantly teasing and caressing. She wrapped her legs around me and just made me feel welcome. When her lips weren't kissing mine they were kissing and nibbling all over my face and neck and whispering in my ear she loved me and she was my woman now. She told me she knew I would give her a big strong son. When she reminded me we were trying to make a baby it just did something to me. It boiled my blood and soon I was pounding her while she cried out for more. She urged me to do it harder and faster and all at once I just opened the gates and filled her with come. I was drained and sunk back down onto her. My face found the hollow of her throat and I gave her the hickey. I got it low enough I thought she could keep it hidden. Nancy came to fetch me in a few minutes saying Janet seemed about to reenter the world. I was hovering over Janet when she came back with the now familiar look in her eyes. She stretched toward me and I came into her arms and kissed her sweetly. I told her she was mine forever now and nothing could ever separate us. When she was completely back she went to see Susan and showed her the position to stay in for the best chance at pregnancy. She told Susan to lie like that for thirty minutes and then she could get up. She decided to stay with Susan until the time was up. Nancy pulled her T-shirt back on and went back to the kitchen. I told her I would be up in a few minutes. I wanted a few minutes by myself to think. I realized now I would have to do the same thing to all my women. It was as much for their protection as it was for mine. We didn't know if anyone else knew about this and I couldn't take the chance someone did. Diane, Beverly, Jana, Sharon, and Jenna still needed my attention for this and I needed to do it in the next day or two. I would just have to make time for it. Going back up I found everyone organizing themselves for the things that needed doing. Karen and Nancy were really doing most of the organizing with Shelly right in the middle of it. Sarah was right by Shelly's side but she really seemed to be more of a doer than a planner. Shelly was trying to help Karen and Nancy get a handle on what the various barns and out buildings contained. Susan and her twins had been doing the lion's share of the work tending to the animals since Bill died. Gloria and Helen had helped them with some of it. They would need others to help now since the pilots would be busier with flying. Beverly and Jana wanted to be in on it and said so. Nancy asked them to help for the next day or two at least, until we could get something definite organized. The animals couldn't wait to be tended - someone had to look out for them whether we were organized or not. Shelly suggested we remove all cars from the massive garage and put all our food stores in it except for the MREs. Like the rest of us she had been intrigued by the little meals in a plastic bag and instantly saw their value as emergency meals. She also saw they would mostly take up a lot of space when not needed and suggested we put them in the giant barn that held the horse and cattle feed. She called it the cow barn and that became its name. They intended to unload all our clothes and food except, for the meat, into the garage. The tampons and MREs would go into the cow barn. The totes would also go into the garage except for the gold and jewels. I decided we should put them underground somewhere and we selected a guest room for their storage. After asking Nancy if she would try to select rings for my new women she called me a bastard, but said she thought she could estimate their ring sizes close enough so we could surprise them with a ring that fit. I reminded her not to forget Susan and the twins. We would let Johnny distribute those but Susan and the twins would know the truth. Small arms would go into a different bedroom in the guests quarters and small arms ammunition in another. This would require emptying three bedrooms at least. I asked them to go ahead and empty four bedrooms and try to store the things they removed in another guest room or two. This was going to be a slow process since the elevator was the only way in or out of the guests quarters from the house. We also needed to unload the small helicopter we had in a truck. The pilots said they would take care of unloading that truck and of returning the helicopter to service. They started on it. By the time they had the truck unloaded it was time for them to get ready for their helicopter ferrying job. They took off at eleven thirty AM and called for Mike's group after they put on altitude. I was listening in one of the trucks and I could hear they must have contacted Mike, but I couldn't hear his part of the conversation in the truck. They finished talking to Mike and set back down. I went to the helicopter and asked what was up. Mike had asked me to come back to the house we'd just left for a talk. He'd told them he had a progress report on Johnny's project and he also wanted to talk to me about something else. He didn't seem to want to mention it on the radio. I asked if they thought it would be worth it to make the trip if they could only bring back two helicopters. They said it would and so I told them I would like for Aimee to take me back to see Mike in the Cobra. They talked it over for a moment and asked if I would feel comfortable with Helen taking me to see Mike, since Aimee already knew where to find the helicopters at Ft Hood. I told them if they were comfortable with it I was too. Helen went to the Cobra to warm it up and they left again. They talked to Mike and told him I would be there shortly as they left. Helen had the Cobra ready to lift off in about thirty minutes. She hadn't flown it before, though she had flown other Cobras before. She just took a little more time making sure this one looked fit to fly to her. I guess all pilots want to check things like that out for themselves. We took off and were setting down at the east Texas house in just over an hour. Mike was waiting on us when we got there. He looked worried. The gang had been searching in Jasmine's area during the last night we'd stayed in the house. Jasmine and her nieces had fled and come to his place about two hours after we'd left. He'd been so worried about the gang he hadn't even thought to call us on the radio we'd left him. He'd asked Jasmine if she hadn't rather join my group and she said she might, but she wanted to meet me first and talk to me. That was one reason he'd wanted me to come back. He also wanted to tell me he would like some help trying to ward off the gang. Jennifer had gone alone in a pickup to see if she could find a group of one man and three women she knew of that were staying between them and the gang. He was one of the men the gang had approached, but that hadn't joined them. Jennifer was about half way to his place when a woman walking hailed her. She recognized her as one of the women who had been with the man she was going to see. Jennifer stopped to talk to her and she advised Jennifer to turn around and asked to go with her if she would. The man she had been with had decided to join the gang and she had slipped away because she didn't want to be part of it. Jennifer brought her back to talk to Mike. She asked Mike to take her in and he agreed, then she told Mile the gang was indeed about to come look around in this area and they would probably be here today. Mike was hoping I could take a look around with the helicopter. Helen and I agreed since we wanted to see what the gang was up to ourselves. I asked Helen if she knew how to operate the guns, missiles, and rockets on the Cobra and she just smiled. "Of course. I was a combat pilot. I only left the service three months before the sickness. I'm guessing I would be pushing up daisies now if I hadn't. I'm more familiar with Comanches but I think I can do a creditable job with this Cobra," she said, grinning. I told Mike we would go check to see if we could tell what the gang was up to. Helen took us up and we headed toward Shreveport. We met the gang as they were traveling up LA 1 toward the Texas line. I was a little surprised they were carrying one of the tanks on a lowboy pulled by an Army type big truck. The tractor had three pulling axels instead of just two, but otherwise it just looked like an army version of a big truck. I asked Helen if she had any idea why they had the tank on the trailer. "That particular tank can't travel very fast. It's an older one. They probably just want to get it somewhere faster than it can travel on its own." There was a humvee with a machine gun mounted leading the truck. Helen wanted to know if she could take them all out. I didn't want to give us away yet and I didn't think they had noticed us. I asked her to just go back to Mike and to try and contact the others who had gone to Ft Hood. She tried. She talked to Brenda. They were already nearly back to the new house; they had brought two Comanches this trip. I told Helen to ask them to cancel the ferrying for today, refuel, and meet us at Mike's. They agreed. My idea was not to fool with the gang if there was any chance for them to inflict casualties. I had no qualms now about doing them harm, but I didn't want us to even take a scratch. When we got back to Mike I told him what we'd found. He started to fret and I told him two more gun ships were coming and we would either convince the gang to turn around or we would let the scavengers worry about them. He asked what we were going to do and I told him when the other two helicopters got here we were going to confront the gang on their trip. I asked him if I could talk to Jasmine while we were waiting. He went to get her. Jasmine was twenty-six and beautiful of course. She had light blonde hair down to her shoulders. For a change her breast weren't gigantic. They were C Cups and looked remarkably like Nancy's. She was about five foot five and weighed probably one fifteen tops. Jasmine was wearing jeans and all I could tell was she had a nice ass, but I couldn't get a reading on her legs. She had kind of an ironic little expression on her face that reminded me a lot of Nancy. I hoped I wasn't asking for more teasing here. "Hi, I'm Jack," I said, intorducing myself. "I'm Jasmine and I'm glad to meet the man of many women's dreams," she said, and then grinned. "I just try to help people who need help," I said, trying to sound serious. She laughed. She didn't even apologize, she just laughed at that. Finally she did apologize. "I'm sorry Jack, I'm not trying to be rude. I guess it's just something women can tell about you that you don't realize about yourself," she said. "I don't understand," I said, trying not to sputter. "I can tell you don't Jack. I can also tell you were completely honest about helping people. I have no doubt you would take me and my nieces in and never lay a hand on us if we didn't instigate it. Trouble is I also know I wouldn't last two days without throwing myself at you and I just wonder how that will work out with all the other women you already have?" she asked, almost wistfully. "I'm still lost Jasmine." "Jack, I can't tell you exactly what it is that you've got. I can tell you it pushes my buttons and it's apparent I'm not the only one. I was raised in a nearly abusive environment. My father was an alcoholic and he wasn't bothered by the fact I was his daughter. "I managed to keep clear of him during the few times he was sober enough to have cornered me. It left a bad taste in my mouth for any man. You've managed to take it out in ten minutes. I'm skeptical about how things will work out. I can promise you I will do my best not to make waves, but I don't know how my nieces will react to you. I would like to go with you if you will take us," she said. Whatever the consequences, I felt honor bound to take her in now. I'd hoped all four of them would want to latch on to Johnny. From the way she was talking I was pretty sure I had ended up with another woman for myself. I could think of worse fates, but I decided to try and make sure the nieces didn't see me until they had already met Johnny. I told Jasmine my plan, and of course we would be glad to have them. I explained Helen and I were going back up to ask for a helicopter to come and fetch them. I asked if it would take long for them to pack and she said they'd had to travel light last night. When I said we could go back to their old place and pick up anything they wanted after we dealt with the gang's excursion she said they really didn't have anything worth going after. She did ask what we were going to do about the gang. "Two more attack helicopters will be coming to join us shortly. I expect the gang to do an about face, if we let them. In fact, I'll insist on it." She left to get her nieces ready to go and I went back to the Cobra. Helen took us up and called the others. Gloria answered. She was flying the civilian copter. Helen told her to refuel it and head this way too. She said she would and the two Comanches arrived about fifteen minutes later. We headed for the gang's little traveling group and found them again about thirty minutes later. We were in luck. There was a Cessna flying around the little group. "Helen, can we force him down without shooting him down?" "Yes," she said, and organized the show. A Cessna is not for doing battle with attack helicopters and the pilot realized it at once. He was more than happy to be allowed to land instead of being forced to just fall among flaming wreckage. We escorted him to a small airstrip about fifteen miles away and he put it down with no further prompting. I was surprised to see three women get out of the plane with him. Helen put down about fifty feet away from them and the others just hovered nearby. "My name is Jack. Are you with the gang?" I asked. "Yes. We thought the military had all died," he said. He started to ask a question, but I cut him off. "I'm not trying to be rude, but this isn't a social call. We perceive the gang's actions as hostile. If they aren't hostile I'd suggest you convince me. That little convoy is going to turn around and go back where it came from or it is going to be smoking wreckage in about thirty minutes. We know where your compound is and we believe we can do the same for it if you don't cooperate," I said, spilling what I had on my mind. "Hey, that will be fine with me, mostly. I joined with the gang when it first started and originally we were just going to try to protect ourselves. Jake, the leader, has decided he needs to be a force in this part of the country. "He has been coercing women alone to come with us. He wants men to join on their own. He visits all the men we discover and tries to show them the advantages. "He never forces men to join. I would really like to leave the gang but don't know where I could go. If I knew of a place I would just fly there and never go back." He sounded believable and I couldn't see much harm if he was lying. I could let him come home with us and if he left and went back to the gang later they would probably be even less likely to cross us. I told him he was welcome to join us after we dealt with the little convoy. "I would love to. In fact I'm going to if you mean it, but they are holding my other woman in the convoy. They never let me take them all in the plane with me at the same time. I've never let them assign me one of the extra women and so they rightly guessed I was very attached to the ones I brought in with me," he said. "Do you know where in the convoy they are holding her? What vehicle is she in?" "They locked her in the tank. They didn't want to have to keep an eye on her," he said. "When we finish with them they'll be glad to let her go if any of them are still alive." ------- Chapter 33 We got up again to go back to the gang's convoy. We called Gloria but she hadn't made it to Mike's yet so we went back to the convoy and approached more closely this time. I told the girls not to fire unless they fired on us. I also told them not to damage the tank, as there was a hostage inside. Helen and I came straight toward them down the road and the two Comanches were about five hundred yards to our right and left. Somehow the Comanches could travel straight, but keep the guns pointed toward the target - the humvee. I didn't understand much about helicopters then. We saw a man jump to the gun in the humvee and in a few seconds he fired a burst at Helen and I. She said we were too far yet for any chance of damage. This didn't stop Aimee and Brenda from returning fire though. A smoky streak leapt from both the Comanches and the humvee was a ball of fire in seconds. I was impressed. Helen continued straight toward the truck with the tank on it. It had stopped to keep from running into the blazing humvee. Helen seemed to move right up to it, but I guess she was about fifty yards away. She started moving the front mounted Gattling gun around and the men in the truck got the message. They were on their faces on the pavement in about twenty seconds and Helen set down to let me out. I had my M4 and other weapons with me and I approached the men. "My name is Jack. We are not hostile, but we will not be fucked with. Do you have any idea what the idiot in the humvee was thinking when he fired at us?" They didn't say anything. They just lay on the pavement and trembled. "Hello. Anyone home. What's the story?" "We were supposed to go up into Texas and try to establish a small camp. We weren't supposed to start any trouble. We didn't think there were any soldiers left and we didn't expect any helicopters," he whined. "Well now you know the truth. We don't want the Gang in Texas. You see what's waiting for you here. If you want to live you will release your former pilot's woman from that tank and turn around to go back where you came from." "What woman. We don't have any woman in the tank," The other one spoke this time. "Listen up you dumb son-of-a-bitch. I didn't come out here so I could listen to bullshit out of you. I came here to dole out a shit storm, not listen to a pissant like you lie to me." I started to just kill him and I probably should have, but instead I shot him in the back of his left thigh. He screamed and I told him to shut up or I'd make sure he couldn't make such loud noises any longer. He shut up. "Now about the pilot's woman." "I'll get her out, just don't shoot me," the unwounded one said. I told him to do it and he was back with a beautiful brunette in a couple of minutes. I told Helen to call one of the other birds down to pick her up and she did. Aimee landed and took her onboard and then lifted back off. I told the Gang's men we had things to do and would be back in an hour to make sure they'd turned around. The wounded one was still silent but the other one said they would be gone. We left and went back to Mike's place. Gloria was there and I could see Jasmine and three girls approaching. I called Gloria and told her to turn off her radio for twenty minutes at least. She said she would. I called back to the house and Sharon finally answered. I told her there were some new people coming and Johnny should be the main welcoming committee. She took my meaning and told me she would see to it. We just circled until Gloria came back on the radio and told us she was ready to leave. I told her to go ahead. Aimee had carried the pilot's woman to him and then she and Brenda had escorted him toward our place. They said they would have enough fuel to get back, but Helen wasn't so sure for us. Aimee had told the gang's former pilot what frequency we were using and he was monitoring it. He told Helen where she could refuel. It was a moderate sized airstrip, which was basically on our way. We were only about seventy miles from it. I had Helen set down again so I could talk to Mike before I left. I told him we had taken care of this episode of the gang. He thanked me and then apologized for not joining us the other day and asked if he still could. I told him he was more than welcome and asked when they would like to come out. "I think we can be ready to leave by ten AM tomorrow." "Make it eleven and I'll have one of the gun ships give you protection," I said. "We'll be ready by eleven then." "Mike, just in case something else should come up I think we should try to contact you every six hours. I'll have one of the girls get airborne at six twelve and six. After nine there should be one headed your way. Whoever it is can keep constant contact," I said. We shook on it and then Helen and I left. We went back to make sure the gang had changed directions and they had. We headed home, but stopped at the airstrip to refuel. It took a while because the tanks were above ground and only operated by gravity. There was one small jet there and I guessed it was the only reason they had fuel we could use. It was nearly six pm before we got home. We circled and tried to contact Mike. He answered in just a minute and said everything was still go for tomorrow. I was tired. Mostly from tension I guess. I'd been trying to tell the pilots what I wanted without causing them any danger and I just didn't know enough about the weapons and vulnerabilities to make good decisions. I went to each of my pilots individually, thanked them, and told them of my fears about asking them to do something that would be dangerous without knowing it. I made them promise to help me and said if I was making an error I hoped they would tell me before someone was in danger. The pilot formerly known as the Gang's pilot was Roger. He made it fine in the Cessna. He had never tried flying a helicopter. When I asked he said he would certainly like to learn. The Cessna would work to fly the girls down to Ft Hood to get more helicopters and Roger had already refueled it and was planning to take them down early in the morning. Brenda made sure this morning they'd left an armed helicopter ready for quick use if they had trouble show up. If they could get down there all right they could be airborne and armed again in about fifteen minutes. I reminded them one gunship needed to go escort Mike's bunch here. Aimee said she would take care of it. I finally made it into the house to try and beg for coffee and my supper. Nancy had it waiting, but I saw storm clouds brewing for me. It wasn't anything serious, but I did see Nancy, Shelly, and Jasmine all in a wad and I sure felt like I was getting a good going over. I could tell right away Jasmine was going to fit in with Nancy and Shelly. I was to be teased twenty-four seven from now on. Nancy had a steak, baked potato, and some Ranch Style Beans in front of me in just a few minutes and she even had a Long Neck for me. Shelly took Jasmine to try and decide where she would stay. Nancy and I were the only ones at the table at the moment and she came to sit with me while I ate. She had an ass chewing for me too. "Hey motherfucker, we should have known you'd go out looking for more pussy," she said, accusing me right off the bat. "Come on Nancy. What was I gonna do? Mike called me asking for help. His group is joining us tomorrow you know. Now Johnny has his own little band of followers too," I said, trying to placate her without whining too much. "That's the only reason we're going to let you live. We've got your night all planned for you now," she said, and grinned. "What do you mean?" "Well tonight was to be Janet's regular turn. Since you've already paid her some attention she agreed you could spend the night with Diane, Jenna, Sharon, Jana, and Beverly. We've already talked to them all and told them you had something special planned for them that involved the help of Shelly and Sarah. They are all walking around with dripping pussies now just counting the minutes. "Of course that will leave you with only five women to service. Shelly and Sarah have made the sacrifice though and if you need more they will try to bear up. If they still can't handle the load I guess we'll have to just throw you to the pilots," Nancy said, smiled and then chuckled demonically. "Please Miz Nancy, don't throw me in tha' briar patch." "We'll just see who's laughing in the morning," she said, and smirked. "I already know who'll be laughing in the morning. I'm beginning to like having six women a night. The way things are going it won't be long before I have enough to have three full sets for six a night," I said, teasing her and probably putting my genitals in danger. "Why you long dicked bastard. I should have guessed. At least you made sure I could get along with this latest one," she said. "I thought of you as soon as she opened her mouth. I knew she would join you as the bane of my existence. Don't think I haven't noticed you and Shelly are getting a little thick too." "Well I have to say you do have excellent taste. As a matter of fact I'm just a little partial to all your girls." "That's good, because I think I've come up with new sleeping arrangements that will work out better for us. I think you and Karen should move in with Shelly and Sarah, then Janet, Diane, Jenna, and Sharon can take one of the other large bedrooms downstairs. That will let all my girls be downstairs so they won't be worried with the inconvenience of climbing the stairs," I said, and tried to sound magnanimous. "There may be some woman left somewhere on earth who will believe your generosity, but she don't live here. Yet. You just want to keep all your pussy close. You realize if one of the two sleeping in the middle have to go to the bathroom at night they will wake at least one other one getting up don't you?" she asked, complaining, but I could tell she wasn't really worried about it. "You can just pay attention and put the ones that have to get up at night on the outside. It may take a while, but I'm sure you can work it out." "You've got it all figured out haven't you long dick. Where is poor Jasmine going to sleep? Or have you forgotten her already?" Nancy asked, trying another jibe. "She can rotate to the empty bed. I'm sure at least a few of you still like me enough to join me for a night every now and then. Jasmine can sleep in their bed. If no one wants to join me then Jasmine will just have to suck it up and sleep with me since she's the odd woman out. As a matter of fact it leaves us with space for three more women to sleep," I said, and grinned again. "Why you low down bastard. You've been working this out all day haven't you? You'll pay for this. When the babies start dropping we're going to put the nursery in your bedroom. "Karen! Karen, come help me. Bring Shelly and Sarah with you," Nancy yelled. I knew I was in for it now. For once I had held my own with Nancy, for a while at least. Now Karen, Shelly, and Sarah would come to her aid and I knew I was sunk. At least I had one four-bed playpen set up with the pilots. Karen, Shelly, and Sarah came in almost at a trot. They were all grinning and I was sure Karen had told the other two Nancy was surely summoning them for a let's get Jack's goat party. At least I had made her call for reinforcements without having my dick in her. They arrived looking at Nancy expectantly. "You have to hear the scheme Dr Dick has come up with now," Nancy said, complaining, and then she told all. They were in stitches after she'd finished her version and I had to admit when she put it that way my suggestion did seem a little silly. They had all quieted their laughter and were looking at me. "Well besides that, what do you think of the plan?" I asked. "Sounds great to me! I'm ready to start moving my stuff now. Diane, Jenna, Beverly, Jana and Sharon will be too busy to move tonight, but it won't take them long in the morning," Nancy said, completely surprising me. "Well why did you argue so much when I mentioned it?" "We don't want you to think you're King or something. We have to try and hold you down to a roar," she said, explaining as if it made sense to everyone. I guess it did to the women because they all agreed. It really just reinforced my belief I would never understand any woman at any time. Jasmine walked into the kitchen just then. She smiled at Nancy and the others and then at me. She walked over to me and gave me a toe curling kiss and her tongue gave mine quite a workout. "Nancy has already told me you got a little behind schedule today while you were rescuing me. She said if you'd kept yourself up to date I would have had the pleasure of your company tonight. If you find you have something left in the wee hours, be sure to send for me. I can hardly wait. I have a little news for you too. Sharon was not the oldest cherry left alive," she said. She gave me another kiss while I was trying to digest that. I wondered about her nieces then, so I asked her. "You are getting pretty smart in your old age. Johnny met us as we were leaving the helicopter. He has shown them the house and I think he and the twins are showing them his bedroom as we speak. Let's hope they don't reappear until tomorrow. It was pretty smart of you to keep out of sight until they'd seen Johnny. He has charm all his own and I think the little head start you gave him with them will do the trick." Janet came in then and asked to see me in private. I knew she could have no secrets from anyone here except Jasmine. I told her Jasmine was one of us now and I trusted her. I ask her to go ahead and speak even though Jasmine hadn't been shown the trick yet. "Well it's not exactly about that, but it does have to do with her nieces. Johnny was too quick for me when they got here. He and the twins had the new girls sequestered in his bedroom before I could even talk to them. I don't even know whether they are using birth control. "I know it isn't earth shaking, but I would really rather have had a chance to check them over in advance. One of them seems as young or younger than Johnny. I know the old world is gone, but that doesn't change the fact thirteen or fourteen is still just a little young to be getting pregnant," Janet said. "Well at least we're ok this time. All my nieces are on the pill. I do appreciate your concern on their behalf though. Oddly enough I'm the only one of us that isn't using the pill and I'm pretty sure I need to start, for a while at least," Jasmine said. Just the way Jasmine said it made things right with Janet. Now, rather than being upset she had been circumvented, she was talking to Jasmine about her cycle and asking her other questions. I could see already Jasmine would be true to her promise and would not be making waves. I also realized I needed to have a talk with Johnny. I could understand his eagerness and I was happy for him and really liked him. I wasn't going to let him have free rein though. Getting pussy was going to mean at least some responsibility. Part of which was going to be sending any new playmates to see Janet first. I decided there was no time like the present. I asked Janet if she would go with me to talk to Johnny. She told me she had already tried and he had dismissed her knock at his door telling her he was busy. This just pissed me off. I stopped by the pilot's room on the way and Aimee happened to be there alone. I gave her a good kissing to get started on the right foot. "Aimee, Johnny has caused a little problem by jumping the gun. He has made it much worse by being disrespectful to Janet. I want to go have a talk with him. I know he's your son, but you are my woman and I think I must take the ultimate responsibility here. "If you would rather I not talk to Johnny I will let you have the first crack at him. I'd rather do it and I promise not to use any physical coercion," I said. Aimee didn't even ask for the details. She told me she was proud to be my woman and certainly it was my prerogative to discipline her child. She expected nothing less for Johnny. Her little speech made my chest swell with pride until I nearly forgot what we came for in the first place. Aimee further said she was afraid I wouldn't get good results if I didn't use physical punishment. I told her I intended to make Johnny punish himself. I did ask her to come with Janet and I. We went to Johnny's bedroom door. I asked Janet to do exactly as she had before when she'd tried to talk to Johnny. She knocked on his door and told him she needed to talk to him. "I can't right now. I'm busy. Maybe I can talk to you tomorrow." Johnny said, from his room. I stepped to the door and pounded on it five times with the bottom of my fist. I told him if he didn't have the door open in ten seconds he wouldn't be here tomorrow. He must have pulled it out of one of the girls and run to the door naked. Though it was still semi erect, his glistening penis was rapidly wilting as he swung the door open. He was completely naked and I could see the three new arrivals huddling beneath a sheet. They were terrified. "Don't worry girls you haven't done anything wrong. I'm going to call your aunt to come and talk to you, but you aren't in any trouble," I said, trying to reassure them. I told Johnny to get dressed and we were going to talk, telling him to come to the kitchen in exactly five minutes. He looked at my face. I was trying to maintain a neutral look, but I was actually fighting to keep from laughing at his predicament. He had been happily bouncing away on one of the girls and now was standing naked facing me, his mother, and Janet. Janet looked to me like she was fighting to keep from laughing herself. I glanced at Aimee and I could tell she was furious. I knew she thought Johnny had brought shame on her and she was not pleased. We left and went to the kitchen. I asked Jasmine to go talk to the girls one at a time to see if she could determine whether Johnny had used any type of coercion to talk them into sex. She said she would, but also said if he did he'd been wasting time. She was sure they all wanted to go for a ride on Johnny as soon as he met them when they landed. Johnny came to the kitchen exactly on time. Aimee, Janet, and I took him down to the guest quarters and sat at the table in the common room. "Johnny, do you know if any of the girls you were with were using birth control?" I asked. "No." "So you thought you'd just screw them and let me take care of the babies if they got pregnant. I like you Johnny and your mother is my woman, but I don't like you that much. I'm not taking care of your children if you don't even have enough respect for me to ask about it first," I said, and he remained silent. "Why did you send Janet away when she asked to talk to you?" He didn't reply. He just looked down. I noticed his demeanor was not all contrition though. I could see a spark of rebellion. "Janet is my woman too Johnny. You don't respect me and you don't respect my women. Do you think you run the house now? I can tell you, you don't. I took you and your mother in and I will take care of you, but you are going to do as I say. "If you don't want to we will give you a rifle, plenty of ammunition, and as much food as you can carry. We'll put you down anywhere in the state you want us to. Any of the girls that want to are free to go with you," I said. That nearly did it. He almost broke then, but he pulled himself together and thought he was playing his trump card. "What about my Mom?" "You're my son Johnny and I love you with all my heart, but Jack is my man now. I won't leave Jack. It will break my heart if you leave, but I can have more children. I can't find another Jack. "You can't keep me safe even with me helping you and you shouldn't be the one to give me children. Life is harder now Johnny. Some things are better now but many things aren't. I can't understand why you won't listen to Jack. He has been very good to both of us. Where do you think those girls came from in the first place?" Aimee asked. That was it for Johnny's little rebellion. He just broke down in sobs. I asked Aimee and Janet, who were now crying also, to leave us to talk and they did. "I know that was hard on you Johnny, but life is hard now and I had to let you see it. It would have broken my heart too if you'd left. I love you Johnny. I consider you my first child. You didn't do that much wrong today. I intended for you to have all those girls if they wanted you. I just feel you weren't thinking for not asking them if they were safe from pregnancy. "It was also just childish not to let Janet talk to them first. Janet is a woman's doctor and women have special needs for her type of doctor. The worst thing you did, in my opinion, was talk disrespectfully to Janet. She's my woman and I demand you show her and all my women respect. I will return the favor for your women. Now lets shake on it. I assume you will apologize to Janet and make sure your women see her at her earliest convenience. Is it a deal?" "Yes, and it's a better one than I deserve." "No it isn't Johnny. I meant it when I said I considered you my son. I intend to treat you that way. I expect to have far fewer talks about what you've done wrong and a lot more about what you've done right. I want you to learn everything you can about taking care of the animals from the twins and anyone else who knows anything about it. Their care and feeding is going to be your responsibility from now on," I said. He seemed to actually take a little pride in that. I reminded him under no circumstances was he ever to make any woman think she had to have sex with him for her upkeep. I also told him the women were free to choose who they wanted to be with. "I made an agreement with Mike, when he joins us we won't pursue each other's women. If a woman makes a decision it's one thing, and perfectly acceptable. Trying to entice a woman away from another man is not acceptable. I expect you to follow those guidelines, and I will expect any man who joins us to follow them." ------- Chapter 34 I was getting a feeling these domestic troubles might only intensify with time and it gave me pause. I dreaded things like this even though I knew they were absolutely necessary. I knew I would have to pay more attention to these things and my mind was nearly whirling about all I had to take care of. I was not encouraged when I thought of the eight more members I would have tomorrow. Mike and his now seven women would be joining us. I knew I had a task in front of me tonight. It was nearly ten PM and I mixed myself a drink and just sat in one of the studies. Shelly said it had been Bill's. I didn't want to watch a movie, I didn't want to talk to anyone, I didn't want to think about what I had to do tonight or tomorrow or anytime. I wanted to relax. I knew turning my remaining women was important, but I didn't want it to get to be like work. It was something special I could do for them that yielded great rewards for me also. I knew I probably wouldn't get off doing it, but I wanted to enjoy it. In my heart I thought it would work better that way. I had no basis for the feeling - I just had it. With George Dickel's help I was finally able to get a little peace of mind by eleven-thirty. Brenda came in a little later and said she was going up to try contacting Mike. I asked her if I could go and she said sure. We lifted off just after midnight and Mike answered our hail. He said everything was ready and he had news. I asked if it was anything he could tell me over the radio. "I don't want to give anything away, but I can tell you we have five more prospects for the Johnny project. You might want to send two birds," Mike said, sounding like he was trying not to laugh. There was nothing else out of the ordinary so Brenda set us back down. I asked her how she and the other pilots were getting along in the one room. She said they were getting along famously so far. "Brenda I'm not trying to pry into your lifestyle, but would you mind answering a personal question of a sexual nature?" "I don't really understand it Jack, but I don't mind telling you anything you ask. I'm sure I would be happy if I could share something you wanted to know," she said. "Well this is mostly nosy curiosity on my part, but I'm going to just ask. Do Gloria, Helen, and you ever have sex together?" Her eyes took on a lustful sparkle as she told me they did. They'd talked it over and decided to try an include Aimee in the fun tonight. I asked her if she would like a little tip about Aimee and she offered me a really good blowjob for it. "I'd love a blowjob, but you don't have to give it to me for the heads up on Aimee. Shelly and Sarah warmed her up last night before I rang her chime. She acted like she didn't like it for as long as she could, but she loved every second. "She likes for me to pretend I'm holding her down against her will and she often begs me to stop though it's all just a game. You can make sure she really wants it by holding her lightly. You'll find no matter how loose your grip is, she will never seem to be able to break away." I could see the little tip about Aimee had turned Brenda on a lot. We were still in the Cobra and due to the seating we were separated by machinery. I climbed out and helped her down thought I'm sure she didn't need it. I pulled her to me for a kiss and her response told me she was even hotter than I'd thought. She sucked my tongue and did her best to rub her breasts against me. I took one of them in my hand and ran my other hand up between her coverall-clad legs to rub her pussy through the cloth. We broke our kiss and Brenda pulled a couple of blankets out of one of the compartments. "I think the moon and stars will make a good roof right now. We can lie on the runway and you can just pound the shit out of me," she said. "Have I told you lately I'm really glad you're my woman?" "Not nearly enough. Maybe you can catch up while you're on top of me giving me a really good fucking. Let me spread these blankets," she said. When she had them like she wanted them I pulled her to me and kissed her again as I slid the coverall's long zipper to the bottom. I enjoyed the sound and when I pushed the coverall off her shoulders I stepped back to enjoy the sight of her big titties in the moonlight. I had to kneel to unlace her boots and remove them and her socks. While I was down there I pulled her coverall the rest of the way off. I was looking at a tiny thong and I knew it was blocking my vision of a beautiful pussy. Brenda wasn't having that. She dropped her hand to the panel of the thong and ripped it off with one jerk. Karen had done this once and Brenda got the same reaction Karen had. It sent a thrill through my dick. I pushed my face into her bush and began searching for her slit with my tongue. When I found it, I found it wet. I licked and kissed it as Brenda held my head and moaned. Even in the moonlight I could see she was a beautiful woman. Her body was certainly toned and athletic. Her muscles were obvious without being obscene. She was slightly more muscular than Sharon, but on her it still looked feminine. She lowered herself to the blanket and spread her legs while I stayed within tonguing range of her pussy. "Please fuck me now. I want to feel you inside me again. Lie down on me and run your long dick up in my pussy. I'm dying for it." I had to take a minute to get my clothes off and I was able to do it and still lick her pussy while I was at it. When I was naked I moved up between her beautiful muscular legs and as my dick came within her reach she had it and was moving it up and down in her slit. I latched my lips onto one of her nipples and took the other titty in my hand. She put me in her entrance and urged me to push. I took a long slow trip to the end of her pussy with my dickhead. God it was wonderful. She began massaging my dick with her pussy muscles and I started fucking. I switched my lips to the other titty and then put a hand on the one my mouth just left. Her legs came around me and began to help her draw me in. We picked up the rhythm and I started pushing it up her pussy harder. "Yes! God Yes! Fuck me a little harder now. My God you feel so big and so long. Oh. Oh. Oh, you know you are the best fuck in the world don't you?" she asked. "Yes, Shelly told me the other two were dead," I said. "What? Aw God! What?" she moaned. "I'll tell you later." We pumped faster and I pumped harder. The concrete was hard but it provided an excellent surface for fucking. Its rock hard firmness made sure Brenda felt every bit of power I put behind my stroking dick. Her pussy was giving me thrills on every push and every pull. I knew I was close. "Aw Jesus! Oh, that's it. I'm coming!" Brenda said, nearly growling. It sounded like a good idea so I let go too. Brenda's strong body tightened on me everywhere and I could feel a spastic rippling in her pussy as I pumped my come up her. As it forced its way from my body into hers I realized I'd just done the same thing I'd chastised Johnny about. I didn't give a shit. I was slipping into breeding mode and I knew it. I intended to have some women pregnant soon and Brenda might as well be one of the first. I knew I was dying to see my baby latched to her titty sucking for its supper. I lay on her, kissing her face and neck for a while and then I sucked a big hickey on her neck where it would be apparent to everyone. She hugged me tighter as I did it. "Yes, mark me. Let them all know you fucked me good. I'm going to show them all and brag about it. God I don't know how, but I love you completely." "I love you too Brenda. I love all my women and you're mine now. I'll never let you go. You'll be mine forever." I really should be keeping tabs on my home runs since this was clearly a long one. Her eyes misted over and she squeezed me to her even more tightly and begged me never to get off her and to just stay here and fuck her forever. We both knew it wasn't possible and in a few minutes we got up and started dressing. When she had her coverall on I put her socks and boots on her and laced them up. She did the same for me and we headed back to the house after stowing the blankets. I had my arm around her waist. She raised the torn thong in front of my face and then brought it closer to let me smell her wetness on it. I inhaled and then took the thong from her and put it in my pocket. "Gonna brag to all your friends about fucking me?" she asked, teasing. "Of course. What man in his right mind could fuck you and not brag about it?" "You sweet talking son of a bitch. No wonder Nancy warned us about you. I see now she must be trying to save all she could for herself," Brenda said, joking. "I think you'll find Nancy will be happy to be your friend if you give her any chance. She is proud to be my woman and she is proud of all my other women. You won't get anything but kindness and friendship from Nancy, or any of the others." "When we get back in the house, if she's still up, go to her and show her your hickey and just see what happens." "I think I will." When we got back into the house Nancy was at the breakfast nook drinking coffee. Brenda went right to her and showed her the hickey. Nancy kissed her on the lips. "That bastard can fuck like an angel can't he?" Nancy asked. Nancy called all the others over to show them Brenda's hickey and the hen party was on. Shelly and Sarah sidled up to me later and pouted asking why they hadn't gotten one. I told them I usually only gave one during a regular laid back fucking. I told them they had always been wonderful with me, but circumstances had prevented us from having a good old-fashioned fuck together. I said I didn't feel like I'd done a good enough job on either one of them to qualify as a hickey fuck. I promised when I did they'd know I felt I'd given them my best. They seemed satisfied with the explanation. I told them what Mike had said about five more candidates for Johnny. They were happy and said I could probably take Susan and the twins openly now and not have to ask them to be with Johnny anymore. I brightened at this thought. To tell the truth, Jenna's youth, had always given me a big boost when I was fucking her. It also thrilled me to know her mother knew I was fucking her. I told myself I would have to try to get Jenna and Diane in my bed together some night. This brought me back to the twin's youth and their beautiful mother. My dick lurched again as I thought of fucking Susan and her beautiful teenaged daughters together. It seemed like the more women I had the more I wanted to fuck them. I couldn't find any downside to this development. I found Johnny in the living room watching TV with his new girls, but the twins were nowhere in sight. The new girls had taken up where Susan and the twins had left off though. He had one on either side of him and one in his lap. I signaled him to come to me and he didn't waste any time extricating himself and coming over. "Where are the twins Johnny?" "They're with their mother. She's staying in one of the guest rooms while she is recovering from the infection. The twins seemed distracted and I thought they might be worried about her so I told them I thought they should stay with her until she got well. She will need someone to be taking care of her and I'm sure it's lonely down there in the guest quarters," Johnny said. "I'm proud of you Johnny. That was thoughtful of you and it shows you care about them," I said, and he beamed. "There's something else Jack. I don't know how to say it without seeming I don't like Susan and the twins, but I think I should tell you. You won't tell them if I ask you not to will you?" "No Johnny I won't tell them if you don't want me to." "I know I had sex with the twins and Susan gave me some blowjobs. And I loved it and I like them all a lot. They are older than me though and not just a little bit. They are beautiful, especially Susan, but it just makes me a little uncomfortable to be having sex with her and while she is in the room. I keep expecting her to scold me like she was my mother or something. She's never done anything like that, but it just makes me feel strange. They also know so much more about things here than I do and I feel a little dumb around them." "Are you saying you would rather not have them with you Johnny?" "I hate to and I hate to be mean or ungrateful, but it just makes me a little uncomfortable. I just keep thinking I'm going to do something wrong and they are going to laugh at me, or something. I guess that's what I'm saying though. If it won't hurt their feelings I'd rather just be with the girls that came today," Johnny explained. "Johnny even if it did hurt their feelings, and I don't think it will, it would be better than trying to carry on feeling the way you do. They would notice it if they haven't already and it would just cause worse feelings later on. "There is another reason for you to give up Susan and the twins. I just talked to Mike and he told me he found five more girls your age. That doesn't mean they are all going to want to hop in the sack with you on the first day, but I wouldn't be surprised if they did. "If Susan and the twins were still with you that would make you have eleven women. I don't doubt your enthusiasm, but I just think that would be too many for you to start with. The only other way out would be for me to take some of the girls tomorrow and I don't think I would feel right with a fourteen or fifteen year old girl. Do you see what I'm saying?" "Do you mean you would take Susan, Julia, and Amber and let me try to get the five younger girls Jack?" "If that's what you want Johnny." "That would be perfect. Susan and the twins would probably feel like they were getting a better deal too. I know I would feel better with younger girls. Jamie is eighteen and Donna is sixteen but they don't seem as mature as Julia and Amber and certainly nothing like Susan. If you will do that I think it would be perfect." "I don't mind telling you Johnny I think I'm getting a good deal too. Susan and the twins are beautiful. I will be happy to have them. What you've got to do now is shine your shoes and comb your hair and meet the new girls at the helicopter. Remember though, no fucking them unless they want to and until Janet says it's okay." "It's a deal to me then," Johnny said. This worked out really well for all concerned I thought. I would tie up the last of the women in the know and Johnny would feel better too. I thought it was a win for both of us. I felt better now and I decided to see if it was time for me to get some pussy. I found Shelly and Sarah and they told me all I needed to do was head to the bedroom. I put an arm around each one of them and off we went. I saw Jasmine as we were leaving the living room and thought it was a shame I wasn't going to get to her virgin pussy tonight. I stopped in my tracks. "Shelly, Sarah - do you think I could turn a virgin?" "If you could ever find one you probably could. I don't think being a virgin would matter," Sarah said. "I don't think it would make any difference either, unless she was just too young and too small to enjoy your big dick," Shelly said. "Jasmine told me she was a virgin and she says she wants me. Would you mind getting Janet's opinion?" "Janet, Nancy, and Karen are sitting at the breakfast nook by themselves. Why don't we just go over and see what they think?" Sarah asked. We did. We went to the table and sat down and just asked. None of them seemed to think it would be any more difficult. "What would it matter if she didn't turn the first time Jack? You know it's not going to be the only time you fuck her. You can just try again next time if it doesn't work," Nancy said. That settled it for me. I asked if they'd found rings for Shelly, Sarah, Susan, Julia, Amber, Gloria, Helen, and Brenda yet. Nancy grinned and said she had and that she had one for Jasmine too. I asked her to get them and she did. She was back in five minutes. She handed me Shelly's and then Sarah's. I put the rings on their fingers and they were impressed. Theirs matched each other perfectly. They were four-carat marquee cut stones. I knew I would be fucked senseless for them later. I asked them to wait for me here. I went to the pilot's bedroom with their rings. They were all there and I gave each one a sound kissing and then put her ring on her finger. Their eyes misted up as I did it. It seemed to be my night for being a big hit with my women. I went to talk to Jasmine on my way back to the kitchen. She was still in the living room. I went and sat beside her and then tugged her into my lap and gave her a kiss. "Jasmine, are you shy about others seeing your body?" I asked. "I was in the service Jack. I don't think I'm shy about anything anymore. Why do you ask?" "Because I really want to fuck you tonight. I just wondered if you would like to come on in from the start or would you rather me come to you later when we could be alone?" I asked. "I don't want to miss a thing. When can we get started? I might as well tell you now Jack. I still have my cherry because I've only been with women before. I actually thought I was gay until I saw you. I knew I wasn't after that. I know I'm still attracted to women though. Nancy practically makes my pussy throb, Karen too. It just goes without saying I'm dying to get my hands and lips on Shelly and Sarah," she said. "I think you will feel just as strongly about most of the others after you see them and I'm happy you can make love to other women. I'm just one man and I like knowing my girls can take care of themselves if there isn't enough of me to go around every night," I said. "I don't think you have any worries there Jack. I'm pretty sure Shelly, Sarah, and I can take up the slack," she said, with a lecherous gleam in her eyes. "Just one more question. Do you want to go first or do you want to watch and wait?" I asked. "I'll never pass up a chance to get the first shot, you can bet on that. You can call the whole house in to see you bust my cherry." "Let's go then. I've got one little errand down in the guest quarters and then I'll be there. You and I will go tell Shelly and the others the happy news. They can take you to the bedroom and you can get acquainted until I get there." ------- Chapter 35 We went back to the breakfast nook. Shelly, Sarah, Janet, Nancy, and Karen were there waiting. "We have a virgin volunteer for the altar girls," I said as Jasmine and I made it to the table. They all smiled and Jasmine blushed. All the others told her she would love it and I was really gentle when I needed to be. "She told me she wouldn't mind at all if everyone were there for the sacrifice." They all giggled and congratulated her on her bravery. I told them I wanted to tell Susan and the twins about Johnny and take Susan her ring. I said I intended to bring all three of them too if they were willing. I saw Jasmine eyeing the ring and I told her she would get hers as soon as she was officially mine. I could see tears starting and so I asked them to go on to the bedroom. Shelly and Sarah promised Jasmine would be on fire by the time I returned and if the others watched closely and paid attention I could expect every pussy to be dripping by the time I made it. I reminded them to collect the pilots and anyone else who was missing. I went to the guest quarters and found Susan and the twins asleep. I woke them gently, kissed Susan deeply, and told her I'd traded Johnny a pig in a poke for her and the twins. They all laughed about it when I gave them the details. Susan asked if I had time to move her hickey to somewhere more visible. I told her I was going to do better than that. "I want you and the twins to come to my bedroom with me. I have a cherry to pop and I'm going to try to turn her in the bargain. Then I'm going to turn all my girls that haven't had the pleasure yet, including Julia and Amber. After that I'm going to fuck all the others, they just don't know it yet." When I gave Susan her ring she was shocked. It was a three-carat solitaire. The twins squealed when they saw it and Susan cried. I'd completely lost count of my home runs now but I knew this was another one. I told the twins I'd give them theirs after I turned them. They squealed some more and then we all went to my bedroom. I could see Jasmine was drunk with lust when we entered. As soon as they saw me Shelly and Sarah turned her around and got her in the doggie position so my night's work could begin. I asked Janet if everyone who hadn't had the trick, including Jasmine, knew what was coming. She told me they did and were anxious to experience it. I asked her if they knew how it would affect them. She assured me they all knew everything she could tell them and were ready. I turned Jasmine, Diane, and Jenna before taking a break while they were out. I was there when they came back to tell them they were mine and I loved them and I put a ring on their finger if they didn't already have one. Then we started again. Jana was next, then Beverly, and Sharon. When they were back with us I did Julia and Amber. That was the crop. I spent the rest of the night fucking every one of my women. I don't know how I was able, but I was. I didn't come in all of them but I made sure they all got off big. I made sure Susan got the first and biggest comeshot I had and I gave her a hickey that would show plainly. I wanted a baby now and I considered her the first best chance. I ended up with Jasmine in my bed and everyone else gone. I cuddled and snuggled up against her beautiful backside and warned her she might wake up with my dick up her. She promised me nothing would suit her better. As I was drifting off it came to me I was going to need to take another bedroom downstairs since I had four more women now than I'd had this morning. Even after the night of getting my dick into seventeen women and only getting about three hours sleep I woke up with a hardon pressed to Jasmine's cheeks and feeling horny as a toad. I also felt fantastic. I slipped my boner up to lay between Jasmine's cheeks and put my arm over her to find a titty. I took the full firm titty in hand and squeezed it gently. As I moved my thumb over the nipple it came to attention. I had been able to get a better look at Jasmine's body last night and it was spectacular. She was athletic in her conditioning. Her muscles weren't vulgar but they were apparent. They were also beautiful. She just looked sleek and nearly feline. Her movements were graceful but purposeful also. I wiggled an arm under her neck to reach around from below to get hold of her other titty. As I began teasing this new titty I released my original point of attack and caressed her skin on the trip down to her pussy. Her bush was sparse as seemed to be the new standard and when I reached her lips I could tell they were naturally hairless. I worried her labia majora and then cupped her whole pussy in my hand to squeeze it gently. She moaned in her sleep and rocked her hips to push her pussy into my hand. Soon she was rocking rhythmically with my cupping pressure and I slipped a finger between her lips to see where that slippery oil was coming from. I pushed my finger in deeper and started a slow and gentle fingerfucking. "Oh. I've heard of waking up with a dick poking you in the ass, but this isn't what I expected. Those who told me about it always acted like it was an inconvenience. I can't think of anything that would feel better. Of course that finger petting my pussy is a big plus too. Aw!" Jasmine purred. I kept quiet for the time being. I just played more firmly with her titty and fingerfucked her a little faster. "It's also a thrill knowing I have a man now and he's the one playing with all my parts. I'm hoping he'll roll me over and fuck me in a minute." I decided to make it happen for her and slipped my finger out of her now wet pussy, pulling the arm out from under her neck as I rolled her toward me onto her back. I moved a leg between hers and she spread them so I could get both mine in place. I crawled up over her body kissing and nibbling as I went. I took a brief pause to lick and kiss her nipples then kissed her lips and pushed my dick blindly toward her pussy. Jasmine took hold of my hard dick and wet the head between her labia as she took aim with it. I pushed into her slowly and had to make six or seven deepening strokes to get it all the way up her. I started the age-old game then and soon we were pushing against each other in time. Her pussy was a new and wonderful treat for me. She seemed to be able to grip my dick with the whole length of her tunnel at once and she obviously liked doing it. I liked it too and was soon inspired to pick up the pace. Her legs came around me as I did and her arms began stroking up and down my back as her kisses became frantic. I knew she was getting close and I was too. I left her lips and put my mouth to her throat to administer her hickey. She passed the edge as I began to apply suction to her neck and her grip increased as I started doing what the act was intended for. I pumped my semen up in her pussy so my sperm could start the egg search. I knew Jasmine wasn't protected and this made it even better for me. She'd told Janet her period was due in a couple of days and I knew there wasn't really any chance she'd get pregnant, but I ignored the knowledge and enjoyed the act. When were we limp I lay on her a while and told her how glad I was to have found her and how proud I was she wanted me. I kissed and nibbled on her and whispered in her ear until we'd caught our breath. We regretfully got out of bed after that. We showered together and I saw a trace of blood dried on her inner thigh just below her pussy. I went to my knees and licked it off, then washed her thoroughly. She soaped her titties and returned the favor. I knew someone had told her how I liked to be washed. My dick was hard again before we left the shower. I just tried to ignore it as we dried each other and then went into the bedroom to dress. I found Jasmine a T-shirt which would do for good morning kisses and I put on a T-shirt and boxers. When we got to the kitchen I found Nancy and Susan there. They were chatting and getting along famously. Susan was in uniform also and I gave her my good morning best and then gave Nancy the same. I turned to Jasmine and she was waiting patiently. Jasmine had to show Nancy and Susan her hickey then. I expected Nancy to scold me for fucking the poor thing, but for once she let me off easy. She just admired Jasmine's hickey and then surprisingly she kissed Jasmine on the lips. Nancy, Susan, and Jasmine took a few minutes to show each other their rings while I told them I had spared no expense to obtain them. "Why you sack of shit. They didn't cost you a fucking thing," Nancy said, finally taking the bait. "Well I had to kill for them Nancy," I said, meekly. This was just the thing to stop the teasing. Nancy's eyes misted and she nearly flew the few steps to me and threw her arms around me, hugging me fiercely and kissing all over my face. "I'm sorry, baby I was just trying to tease you and I forgot all about that bastard who was sneaking up on us. I won't tease you anymore sweetie." "Nancy I was just teasing you back and I'll think you don't love me if you stop teasing me." I told her frankly, and without any gratuitous emotion. "Well OK then you long dicked bastard. Just remember you told me to keep on." Karen drifted in and curled my toes. She whispered in my ear the group happening had really turned her on and begged me to fuck her right on the floor in front of everybody some day, just not today if I could help it. She said she was a little sore. When she told me I couldn't resist sinking to my knees and thoroughly kissing her sore spot to make it better. It had her burning up in seconds, but I turned her loose when Julia and Amber came in. This was their first official good morning with me and I did my best. Johnny came in then and I could tell by the look on his face something was up. His oldest girl, Jamie, came walking in about a minute later. It was really my first good look at her. She was a knockout. Her breasts must be C Cups already and she was only eighteen. No doubt they would still grow some. Johnny pulled her to him mimicking my good morning routine. He must have explained the drill to them. He not only did the regular routine, he gave me a show like I'd given him in the other house. He had Jamie's T-shirt up around her neck with her arms out of the sleeves in just seconds and he proceeded to give her a thorough kissing and fondling. He spent plenty of time kissing and squeezing her titties and he even fingered her a little. I could tell he was doing it for my benefit and probably in repayment for my earlier show for him. He even turned them in a complete circle slowly, almost as if they were dancing. He made sure I got to see all her beauty. I appreciated the thought and the performance. Donna came in next and it was a repeat of Jamie. I got the whole show and I admired all of her. I noticed now Johnny had stood pretty near to me when he came in and I'm sure it was so I could get a close look. Donna's titties were nearly as large a Jamie's and they just looked delicious. After her show was over Donna stepped toward the table about five steps and bent at the waist to moon me like Nancy had mooned Johnny. I could clearly see her cute little pussy and it made my dick lurch. Cherry came out for the finale and she was just a little heart breaker. As soon as Johnny had her T-shirt around her neck, I was struck by her cute titties. They were probably only B Cups but they just looked delightful as he pinched and twisted her hard nipples, the little mouthfuls jiggled and swayed. He groped her everywhere and she seemed to just love it. She obviously enjoyed putting on a show more than the other two and she was soon rubbing her pussy against Johnny's thigh and then she started humping against it. Johnny snuck his hand down under he little ass and put a finger in her pussy from behind. He fingered her for about three minutes and she finally had an obvious orgasm for our viewing pleasure. She was blushing as she left Johnny, but she didn't put her T-shirt back on at once. She walked over to me as bold as brass and stood before me. She pushed her little ass back toward me. "Check it out big boy. Johnny told us he owed you a few feels," she said with what I'm sure was the sexiest voice that's ever come from a fourteen-year old girl. I wasn't just playing along when I gave her a little fondling. I wanted to get a good feel of that sassy little ass. Hell, I wanted to push her down and fuck her right there. I was wishing I could think of a good reason to turn these girls now. I told my self I was just being silly and released her ass to let her go to breakfast. I slapped Johnny on the back and told him loudly he was the best son a father could have. His eyes misted up too and I knew I had hit my first one out of the park on a male. We shook hands and then I couldn't help it and hugged Johnny and told him I was very proud of him. His chest puffed out and we shook hands again and he went to breakfast. Roger came in about then seeking coffee I'm sure. Susan poured him a cup and he had just taken a seat when Sharon came in. I gave her what she wanted and just had a good time with her ass in my hands. Jana came next and then Beverly. Just as Beverly sat at the table we heard a little noise from the area of the pilot's bedroom. "Atenn-HUT! Forward MARCH." All four of my beautiful female pilot's came marching in and directly toward me. They were in a very short column of twos. They stopped before me. "Pilots ready for inspection sir," Brenda shouted, and then saluted me. My chest puffed out and both my heads swelled, one almost painfully. I walked to their formation to look them over. They remained at attention as I walked around them, pinching a nipple here and squeezing a titty there. I lifted the hem of all their T-shirts both front and back. I went back to the front and told Aimee to fallout for underwear inspection. She stepped to me and I took her in her arms. I kissed and grouped her thoroughly and then told her to fall in. I then repeated the process for them all. When they were back in formation I had a question for them. "One of our troops has reported a little soreness this morning in her genital region. Are any of you suffering form similar soreness?" I asked. Aimee and Helen raised their hands. "Very well. The rest of you are dismissed. You two need to remain here for treatment." Brenda and Gloria went to breakfast. I knelt in front of Aimee first. I had her lift the hem of her T-shirt and then I gave her pussy a good kissing and licking. I didn't get her off but I got her very wet. I stood back up and asked her if it felt any better now and she said it did. I dismissed her and did the same for Helen. When she was wet and trembling I dismissed her after asking if it felt better. I waited and the rest of my girls came out one at a time and I gave them their morning kisses and inspection. After the last one I went back to the table. There was a seat left for me beside Roger. I knew he was surprised by the morning routine. I'm sure he would have been even more surprised if he'd seen Johnny's little performance. I could tell he didn't want to say anything and was hoping I would just blurt it out. He didn't know me at all. Finally he made up his mind. "I'm not trying to pry, but I've just got to know what that was," he said. "That was our morning inspection. Next to the success of the mission, the morale of the troops must be paramount in the thoughts of the commander," I told him, loudly. Everyone, including Roger, just howled with laughter. I tried to keep a straight face but I couldn't. When it died down I explained to Roger we had just fallen into it when we were in Austin, and since everyone liked it we just kept it up. I did tell him this was the first morning the pilots had marched in formation to inspection. During breakfast I talked to Roger a little to see if he had any skills other than piloting. He had worked for a power company as a lineman. He had also worked construction when he was younger. He was twenty-nine. His flying skill had come as a hobby. He'd gotten his private pilots license because he wanted to fly. He had only flown single engine aircraft and had never been in the military. He talked about the gang a little and told me they had searched desperately for other pilots but hadn't found any. They'd wanted him to try to fly some of the military jets that were at Barksdale AFB, but he told them it was impossible without more instruction and if he tried he would just be killed and they wouldn't have any pilots at all. I asked him if they kept a guard at the Air Base. He said a couple of men stayed there all the time. They thought they were aware of any other groups in the area and they were convinced no one would dare trying to come to the airbase without asking first. I asked Brenda if we needed any of the planes which might be there and if any of them could fly them. She said yes and no. Barksdale was mainly a B52 base. She was sure there were other aircraft there, but most of the planes would be for support of the Bombers. She said if we could fly them there might be several types of planes there that could be useful. She and Helen could fly the jets. Brenda had about three hundred hours flying jets, most of them in the F15. She did have about a hundred hours in an A10 though and felt she could at least fly most fighters. She said operating the weapons was a different story and she doubted she could effectively fight anything except the F15 and A10. She told me most other current military air superiority aircraft required a pilot and an EWO. I was more confused now. I didn't know there were so many different types of fighters and so many different roles they had to play. I had no idea what an EWO was and I told her. An EWO is an electronic warfare officer. They direct the firing of the rockets and the missiles and the dropping of bombs while the pilot does the flying. The F15 and the F18 are really the only modern fighters where the pilot does both jobs. The F15 is an excellent fighter and I am familiar with them, but I just don't think we need any yet. We haven't even seen anyone else flying anything. I also think it's probably unlikely we'll find any at Barksdale. An air superiority fighter is basically just that. It's a fighter whose job is to make sure the enemy cannot fly their aircraft in the theater of operations. Its job is to shoot down enemy aircraft, period. I haven't flown an F18. I asked her if they thought we should at least get a few of the planes. She said we should eventually, but she thought our best bet was to secure plenty of the helicopters, since they knew how to fight them. I decided she was right. Having an F15 sounded sexy, but if we couldn't really use them effectively we could wait to get them. Helen spoke up and said we could use some A10s if we could get some, but she still thought the helicopters should come first. Gloria said if we just wanted to scare the shit out of the gang we could grab a B52 and just make a couple of low level passes over them. She said it was awe inspiring to see a B52 come over at about two hundred feet, especially at night. ------- Chapter 36 "Can any of you fly a B-52?" I asked. "Sure, Roger could probably fly one, he just doesn't know it. Those fuckers use a shitload of fuel though. And they can't really be flown with just one pilot. They are also a bitch to make ready for flight without an experienced ground crew," Helen said. We discussed what we might find at the airbase for a while longer. We had finished eating and Roger, Helen, and Brenda left to fly down for more helicopters. Aimee mentioned we would do better, as far as air defense against jets was concerned with the helicopter's stingers. I told her we would spend some time gathering more of them as soon as we had all our flock gathered. She said we should really try to find some man portable stingers also. Karen told me they had found what appeared to be a miniature slaughterhouse while exploring the buildings yesterday. Gloria spoke up and told us that was exactly what it was and it also had facilities for butchering. She said she'd had instructions for using it all before the plague and she could slaughter and butcher both pork and beef. She said it had really just slipped her mind with everything else going on. She also told us the slaughterhouse had a large walkin freezer and two large walkin coolers. I thought we might want to unload the meat truck if there was room and she told me there was plenty. Gloria had gotten up and airborne at six am to make the check call to Mike. He'd told her everything was ready and they could leave as soon as we got there. I decided to go ahead and leave. I rode with Aimee and Gloria took Jasmine with her. She wanted to let Jasmine see if she thought she might like to learn to fly. We were at Mike's place in about an hour and a half amd when we landed Jasmine came to ask if it would be too much trouble to fly to her old place to pickup a few keepsakes she had left. I told her I thought it was a good idea and we would go as soon as Mike and I had finished. Mike told me about the new young girls who had arrived on their own. They'd been hiding out near Jasmine's old place. They got worried when they saw Jasmine and her nieces were preparing to leave. They packed up and followed at a distance. They all knew Jasmine and her nieces but hadn't revealed themselves. The girls were young. One was thirteen, three were fourteen and one was fifteen. They had lost contact with Jasmine and her nieces about ten miles before they reached Mike's place. They'd hidden and spent a worried night alone, but were able to discover Mike's place the next day when we had been flying to and from it and they had just appeared after we left, asking to be taken in. I told Mike they would be a welcome addition, especially to Johnny. I asked him to keep them hidden until I was out of sight. Mike and I finished talking and I told Jasmine we could leave. I boarded Aimee's chopper and we left. Gloria set down when we got there and Aimee just circled. Jasmine was in and out in thirty minutes. She put some things in a cargo compartment and she and Gloria lifted off. We flew back by the site of yesterday's dust up. The wreckage of the humvee had been pushed off the highway and the gang was nowhere in sight. A few miles up the road we saw a large RV which was stopped and steaming. A man was working in the engine compartment and he waved to us as we circled. I had Aimee set down and let me out unarmed about four hundred yards from him. She lifted off and I started waving my white T-shirt at him. He got a white rag form inside his RV and waved it back at me and then started toward me. When he was about halfway to me I heard Gloria setting down behind me. I motioned for the man to stop and he did. I went back to Gloria and Jasmine and when I got there Jasmine told me she knew the man. He and his small group had been staying near her old place and they had talked a few time. She had even known him before the sickness. She said he was around thirty and had always been honest and hardworking. He had been a millwright in a local paper mill. I thanked her for the information and asked them to get back up. I turned back toward the man and signaled for him to continue his approach. The gang had scared George and his group also. They had never visited George and he didn't want them knowing where he was. He had found the RV after their little excursion yesterday and had decided to move. They were the ones who moved the humvee and they'd wondered who had turned the gang back. We admitted we'd done it and then I asked George what his trouble was. The RV had blown a radiator hose and George was uneasy about being stranded here. I asked him how many were with him. He told me it was just he and four women so I asked if he would like to join us and told him Jasmine was with us. He didn't want to commit to joining us, but he did ask if we could take him away from here. I told him we could fly them to Mike's place but we couldn't carry many of their belongings. He wasn't too worried about it. He said if he could get over into Texas he could probably find a wrecker and come get the RV easier than fixing it. He didn't know Mike but he did trust Jasmine. I signaled for Aimee to come and get me and told George we would circle and watch over them until they got their things loaded. I told him the pilot could tell him how much they could carry, but I warned him we had more passengers to pick up at Mike's and if they decided to join us we would probably have to leave some of his things until we could come back after them tomorrow. He agreed and went back to the RV to tell his women what was going on. Aimee took me back up and I told Gloria to land as close to the RV as was safe and to let George and his group load all she thought she could carry to Mike's. She landed and Jasmine got out to help and talk to George. It only took about an hour and then Gloria was airborne with George and his women and their things. We made it back to Mike's without further incident. The extra flying would cause Aimee to need to refuel but Gloria would not have any problem. The only problem now was what to do with all the people we needed to haul. By the time Gloria had landed at Mike's, George wanted to talk to me again about joining us. Aimee set down also. We didn't think there was much danger here right now. I talked to George and explained some of how we did things. He decided it was better than anything he'd heard of so far and decided to join. We had plenty of people to move now and not enough helicopters. Gloria said she could fix us up if she could go up and catch Brenda or Helen. I told her to give it a shot. She went aloft and was back down in ten minutes saying we were set if everybody's cargo could ride in Mike's truck. Mike said there was room and so we moved everything. Mike's truck was a day cab so he could only take one passenger comfortably. Gloria had it covered. Brenda was coming in a Cherokee and Helen would be landing the Lear Jet at the strip we'd used for refueling. Gloria would take one load to the airstrip and Aimee and I could stay with them while they waited for Helen. Gloria would come back to get the rest and fly them home. Brenda could watch over Mike's trip and Aimee and I could refuel at the airstrip. It sounded good to me. I asked Gloria to make sure the five young girls were in the Lear Jet so Johnny could meet them as soon as they arrived and we were set. After all the baggage had been loaded in Mike's truck I asked Mike to keep the new girls inside until I was airborne. He agreed and then Aimee and I got up to make a circle and then we told Gloria to go as soon as she was ready. She lifted off almost immediately and we headed for the airstrip. When we arrived we circled while Gloria was unloading. Gloria left when she had discharged her passengers and Helen landed a few minutes later. She had been circling waiting on the all clear. The five girls and three of Mike's women boarded the Lear. Helen asked if she needed to wait on more passengers and I told her to go ahead. When she was gone Aimee and I landed and refueled. We checked the fuel level in the airstrip's tank and there were about six hundred gallons left after we refueled. George asked if he could stay so he could go and get his RV. He wanted to bring it to Texas with a wrecker and then try to repair it to drive it to our place. Gloria said there was no need for that. She, Brenda, and Helen had found twelve Chinooks which had all just been completely overhauled at Ft Hood and they would just go down and pick one up. They could fly back with the Chinook and a gunship tomorrow and load all his things into it and just fly back. It would be easiest unless he had some sentimental attachment to the actual RV. He said he had none and seemed relieved he wouldn't have to drive it so far. Mike and Gerri got in his truck and headed for our place. This left three of Mike's women and George and his four women to fly with Gloria. Aimee and I went back up to guard Gloria during her return home. Brenda would take the slow haul back circling Mike's truck. About fifteen minutes after leaving Mike's place I thought of the two dozers on the lowboy at Rip Off Griffin's. I asked Gloria if she would be safe going home alone. She said she felt sure she would, but I called home and asked Helen to get a Cherokee and head this way to take over guarding Gloria. I had Aimee detour back to Rip Offs and set down in the lot. I went over to the rig with the dozers and I liked it even better on this look. It was a really big heavy haul trailer which was lightly loaded with the two dozers. It had more axels loaded on itself than it had on the ground. I checked the tractor and it fired right up. The sleeper was empty and the fuel gauge showed nearly full. I told Aimee I was going to wait for Mike and then fall out after him. I told her she could just head on home after telling Brenda what was up, but she wanted to stay around until Brenda got closer so I asked her to do a little circling and looking around. While walking around in the parking lot looking for anything else we might use I found a giant Cat rubber tired loader. It was a 988B. This was the second largest rubber tired loader Cat built. It was loaded partially disassembled on another heavy haul trailer. Parked next to it was a lowboy that had is tires and wheels, bucket and ROPS. Across the lot there was a heavy hauler with a dozer that was much larger than the two I was taking. I checked the bills on some of the dry vans and found a straight truck of Ranch Style Beans. We would be back to this truck stop soon for some shopping. About forty-five minutes later Brenda circled the truck stop. I gave her the ok sign and I guess she understood it because she went back toward the east. I pulled the heavy-haul rig to the parking lot entrance and left, going to the westbound onramp and waiting for Mike. He came by about an hour later and I fell out behind him. I'd caught up with him in about ten minutes and I tried him on the CB, but either he didn't have one or he didn't have it on because he didn't answer. When we passed Ft Worth I got around him to lead him to the place. It was nearly six pm before we got there. When we pulled up behind the house I parked about halfway between the nuke barn and the garage. I signaled Mike to back up toward the garage doors, but he set the brakes and got out. "I can't back that thing worth a damn. Is there anyone here that can?" I told him I would do it and then opened the doors and put it close to the garage doors. The word must have gotten around we were back because all Mike's women, George, George's women and my women came out. They all started unloading the truck and carrying things into the garage. I left them to it and headed into the house to my study. There was a decent computer on the credenza behind my desk so I fired it up intending to use Notpad to make a list of all the people in our group now. We were going to have to make a count so we could plan our food requirements. I thought we might as well go into Ft Worth and gather more. Maybe we could avoid the hand stacking this time since the distance was so much shorter. We could just take four or five trucks when we got them empty and load them with forklifts. Then we'd unload them here with the forklift in the cow barn. I made a list and we were forty-six, four men and forty-two women and girls. Just for the hell of it I clicked on Internet explorer. It came up and as fast as lightning the default page came up. It was for some government institution and it asked for a login name and password. I didn't have a clue so I didn't even try. After trying all the search engines I could think of I found nothing. I tried about fifty sites I could remember the URL for and none came up. I knew that first page had been a URL so I clicked on the home symbol on the toolbar. The same login prompt came up but it was indeed a URL. I decided to ask Shelly and the others who had been here about it. Shelly didn't know anything about it so I asked Sarah. She suggested I ask Gloria. Gloria knew it was the login that came up for the site Mr. Grimes always used. I wondered how it was still working. Gloria didn't know the login name or password. I asked Helen and it was still a no go. I found Brenda and she had a clue. She said it was where some of the not so secret information was kept. She didn't actually know the login name and password but she thought we might be able to guess it. Mr Grimes wouldn't be too worried about someone getting through that login and she figured it was probably simple. When I asked her to come with me and try to help figure it out she was happy to. We went back and Brenda sat down at the keyboard. She tried Grimes for the login name and then tried birthdays, and other things that would have been easy for him to remember. She hit on semirg, his last name backwards. It let us in and there were about ten pages of nothing. It was institutional crap that didn't tell a damned thing about anything - mission statement and all that kind of shit. It didn't even mention this place. I don't guess it would have if it were so secret. The contact page gave an email address for Mr Grimes and also had another login box. We tried different things for half an hour but didn't get anywhere. "If it's very complicated he had it written down somewhere in his office. He would never have been able to remember it otherwise," Brenda said. "What gets me is the thing is still up at all. That works thru the Internet and I can't figure how any of it is still up." I said. "Well it's routed through part of the internet. It also gives Internet access or it did. It's mainly here just so Mr Grimes could access the files for this place from here if he needed to. It is a direct gigabit connection to a big data center in Dallas. The center in Dallas is a giant place that just furnished web space. It had co-locations and mirrors for big sites and things like that. He told me once all the big universities mirrored all their web stuff there, their libraries and things. A lot of other big web companies used them for mirrors also," Brenda said, explaining. "Do you think we could find his login name and password if we went back to your old office?" I asked. "Probably, why do you want it?" "If we could get in we might find more information about this place. I've heard Gloria, Helen, and you thought there might still be things here that we don't know about. I'd like to check and see if we can find out about them," I said. "I don't know why I didn't think of it myself. We probably can. I wonder how even the data center is still operating though," she said. "I wonder myself. I'm sure it had emergency power but I'm also sure it would be out of fuel by now. I'm pretty sure they don't have their own nuke too. It's either some fluke or someone has refueled the generator," I said. Just then the computer dinged and winpopup jumped up. Of all the fucking things which had happened since the sickness started, none were more of a surprise than winpopup. I don't think I would have been more surprised if I'd gotten an IM from the devil. It asked who we were and where we were. I told them I was Jack Parsons and I was about sixty miles west of Ft Worth. They told me it was impossible so I told them I had a direct line to the data center. I asked them how it was still functioning. They told me it was none of my business. They said they would be disconnecting my line as soon as they found it. I told them not to but they didn't reply. "Brenda do you know where the data center is?" "Yes." "Would we have any trouble getting to it with the helicopters?" "No. It doesn't have a helipad but it is slightly off by itself and surrounded by a heavy security fence and a large parking lot. We could land in the lot easily," she said. "Could we get the helicopters into an attacking position around it?" "Yes. It won't be a problem. What are we going to do?" "We are going to ask whoever shut us off to shut us back on. We will even ask politely, once." The place was a madhouse all night. First we had a hell of a time getting organized to cook for so many. Two of Mike's women, Josie and Ann, wanted to assist so it helped after they were able to mesh with Susan, Nancy, and the twins. There were enough dishes, but we had to seat some people in the dining room. We also had to make sure we took some more meat out of the truck to thaw because we'd nearly exhausted our defrosted supply. Mike offered Johnny his help and a couple of his women's, Jane and Linda since they were all familiar with raising cattle. I was glad he offered to help and I could see it gave Johnny a little shot of pride too. Gerri asked if she, Marilyn, and Becka could start looking for a place to prepare for raising a few crops. I told her to pick a place and just ask me before she got started. I told her there were underground wires and pipes around and we would just have to pick a place and then check to see if it was clear. After supper was over the moving in and room assigning started, but I left it to Nancy and Karen. All my women were ensconced in ground floor bedrooms now. I would have been glad to let Mike or Roger or George have the empty ones as far as they stretched but they all wanted to take upstairs bedrooms. Mike did ask me if it would be alright if he checked to see if connecting doors could be put in the walls between his group's bedrooms. I told him to do as he liked as long as he didn't damage any of the wiring. He said he would check carefully first and that he just wanted to check it all out. He said he knew we would be too busy for a while to start any work on it. I tried to mainly stay in my study tonight. If something came up I could be found easily and in between discussions of what or where I could try to at least get myself into a planning mentality. Our group had grown from a small one which could be administered by just quiet conversations over coffee into one which would need some kind of formal organization. There were just too many people around now to think you could call them all together and make ad hoc announcements and have things go smoothly. I also knew we couldn't let anyone get the idea this was going to be a democracy. I was never much of a political person, but I did know even though democracy had worked after a fashion it had actually only given lip service to government by the people. It was government by the money and anyone who had been paying attention knew it. In effect it had been a royalty with a giant committee instead of a king. Democracy had been touted as the cure all, but modified free enterprise and abundant resources had provided plenty for everybody. That made democracy in the US look good. I intended for us to have a monarchy and I intended to be the monarch. I wasn't looking for riches or glory. I was looking for what was best for our group. Recriminations might come later, but someone had to take charge now. Since I controlled the power I intended to do it. I promised myself I would do what was best for everybody, but I knew I would abuse my power sooner or later if I hadn't already. I hoped I could keep it down to a dull roar. I got Nancy's attention and she came into the study with me. I tried to feel her out about the cooking situation and she admitted it seemed to be a bigger job now than she could handle. She said Susan seemed like she was actually looking forward to the challenge abd also said she would still like to fix my breakfast and have my coffee ready in the morning if we could work out a way. I asked her if she would get Susan to come in with us. ------- Chapter 37 When Nancy came back with Susan we were able to work out a tentative arrangement. Susan did want to be Chief cook and bottle washer as she called it. She didn't think she would have any trouble recruiting enough help, since there were already more volunteers than she thought she could use. She thought it would be perfect for Nancy to cook my breakfast in the morning and start the first coffee and she even told Nancy to feel free to just leave any mess she made where it was, since the twins already considered cleaning up the kitchen their regular job and in fact liked it. Susan asked me to give her a few days and she would have all the kitchen duty organized. She promised to come to me if any problems surfaced. I gave Nancy and Susan my thanks and a few kisses and gropes and they left. I gathered the pilots together next to discuss our activities for the next morning. I wanted to make a show of force at the data center, but didn't want to do any damage to the building or hurt anyone, but I intended for us to make it clear to whoever was operating it we would be using it also. I couldn't see where the small use we would need to make of the facilities would cause any difficulties. Even if it did I intended to be connected long enough to search for the details we needed concerning our place. Brenda suggested we go there in the morning with four Comanches and hover with one at each side of the building. She said someone would come out to see what was going on. If they didn't we could put a rocket into a car nearby somewhere and the explosion would probably get someone's attention. It sounded simple and direct to me so we settled on it as our working plan. I told them I wanted to leave around seven AM so we broke up our war council and I went looking for Nancy again. I found her and asked if she would wake me at six AM in the morning. She said she would and told me I was being given the night off in recognition for a good job today and especially last night. I asked if she wanted to just nudge me to wake me in the morning if that was the case. She said it sounded like a great idea but she thought I should spend some quality time with Shelly and Sarah. "You know I want you anytime I can get you Jack and I'm not saying no. I just think Shelly and Sarah have done us all a lot of good turns lately. They have provided us with a wonderful home and made sure all us women got the come of our life. If you're up to it I think you should show them how much they mean to all of us. I think your big long dick would be just the thing to make our point." I laughed and then she did and things were set. I was to pay Shelly and Sarah for their help with sexual favors. I thought I could probably bear up. Shelly and Sarah had done us a good turn. The trick, as they called it, seemed to be working better than I even dared hope. I knew I could even put up a fake democracy and still be KING by virtue of a solid block of votes. If I needed more votes I could secure them at the rate of no more than an hour for each vote I needed. I wasn't about to go that route if any other were available to me and I mainly intended to merely act like the leader, assuming every one was aware I was. If rumblings of discontent came up I would just deal with them as they occurred. I went looking for Shelly and Sarah and found them in their bedroom. They were getting ready to take a shower and then retire. "Hi Jack, what's up?" Sarah asked. "My peter. Know anywhere a guy could get a little pussy around here?" "I sure do, but I thought you were taking the night off," Shelly said. "I am. No tricks or anything for me tonight. I'm just looking for a couple of women I love and when I find them I plan on fucking the bejesus out of them." "You say the sweetest things. Will we do?" Sarah asked. I figured it was a little like asking a starving man if a New York Strip would be all right. I put an arm around each of them and led them to my bedroom. Then I helped them get naked and they returned the favor - right before we went to take a slippery shower. I made sure all titties and pussies were thoroughly washed, then they both soaped up their titties and used them to wash me. We rinsed off, dried off, and went to the big bed. I got into the middle and soon Shelly was on one side with Sarah on the other. I could get used to this. I kissed Sarah first and used my hands to play with her firm round titties, running my thumbs back and forth across her nipples. They swelled into rigid firmness and I just kept playing with them. She was moaning now but my mouth on hers kept the volume down. Shelly moved in on her pussy and soon Sarah was a quivering mass of delectable female flesh. I kept my hands on her breasts but moved my lips to toy with, kiss on, and nibble around her ears and ear lobes. She responded favorably to this new attack and even more so when I began kissing her neck and in the hollow of her throat. I trailed my lips down between her breasts and attacked a nipple with them. My lips were winning. I sucked, chewed, and slobbered over the nipple and as her squirming mounted I switched to the other one to torture it too. Leaving the tasty berries I kissed down to tease her navel and then on to her bush. It matched her red hair and it was sparse but springy. I left little tiny bite marks on the flesh below it and teased her by pulling out a hair or two with my teeth. She jerked each time I did it and groaned loudly. My head and Shelly's were now maneuvering to try to get into the same space. We finally both lifted our faces to grin at and then kiss each other. We rolled Sarah onto her stomach and pulled her legs out wide. Shelly went back to licking her pussy and asshole from behind as I began nibbling and kissing Sarah's beautiful round firm ass. I nipped it occasionally and even put a hickey or two on it. Sarah was blazing by now and begging for dick. I nudged Shelly out of the way and got between Sarah's legs. She tried to rise to her knees but I pushed her back down and just put my dick to her entrance and slid it all the way up in her pussy. She sucked in a breath loudly and I pulled all the way back until I was just lodged in her entrance, waited for a couple of beats, and then shoved it up her again. I stayed away from the steady full stroking rhythm I was now familiar with for tricking the women. I gave her a good in and out and then paused just inside her entrance then pushed it back all the way up her. Shelly was still kissing and sucking on her luscious asscheeks so I pulled my dripping wet dick all the way out of her and lay it in the crack of her ass to wallow it around. Shelly was paying strict attention to the fucking out of the corner of her eye and was quick to place me when I wanted back in Sarah's pussy. I gave her a couple of long strokes again and then lay it back in her ass crack. I repeated the process until her ass was sloppily wet with her juices then asked Shelly to fingerfuck her rosebud for a little to get her wet inside and she was happy to dip a couple of fingers in Sarah's pussy and then transfer the fuck oil to her rectum. In only a few minutes Shelly gave me the go ahead and as I poised over Sarah's well lubed ass Shelly placed me in the new hole. Sarah's asshole was tight and I had to go slowly. I finally wedged my dickhead past the ring of her sphincter and then just held still as she let it loosen. I eased it to her slowly then and made ever-longer strokes until I was able to get it all the way up her tight ass. I reveled in the tight luxury of her ass and in the novelty of bouncing off her firm cheeks at the bottom. Shelly determined I had things under control on this end and moved to Sarah's head, putting her pussy in Sarah's face. I could tell from Sarah's asshole's renewed squeezing on my dick she was now enjoying her tongue time in Shelly's wet pussy. I let my instincts take over and they told me to pound Sarah's ass faster and harder. I'm sure Sarah would have told me to do it herself if her mouth hadn't busy trying to devour Shelly's black-bushed pussy. As my strokes became more insistent I could feel Sarah's ass become more demanding. I lay down on her back now and nibbled the back of her neck as I let my hips take the entire task of cramming my dick up her ass. I forced my hands under Sarah and got a handful of titty in each and held on by them as I began a vicious pounding into her ass. I was about to let go when Sarah beat me to it. She raised her mouth from Shelly's pussy and screamed out her pleasure as her tight ass clamped down on my pumping dick. I screamed myself and started the come injection. It seemed I pumped sperm for days, but I was soon collapsed onto Sarah's back. My mouth was kissing the back of her neck and she was trembling the last of her enjoyment. She tightened and gave a last strong shiver as I gave her a little bruising bite on the back of her neck. I lay on Sarah for a few minutes as she struggled to breathe. I rolled off her as soon as I had the strength and Shelly came down to lie by me and kissed and licked my face and neck. Sarah began helping her when she was able. In a few minutes we drifted off for a little nap. When I stirred a little later I found Shelly was between Sarah and me. She was lying on her side and we were face to face. I moved my lips to hers and kissed her then started slowly and increased my effort as her eyes opened. She put her arms around my neck and settled into the kissing and tongue play. I put a hand on a titty and thumbed across the nipple as my fingers tested the texture of her firm round flesh. Her nipple jumped to attention and I moved the hand to the other one to try and wake it also. Our wiggling must have roused Sarah since I noticed the titty I vacated was now covered by another hand and being busily worried. I got selfish and rooted the hand away from its treasure with my lips, taking the erect nipple into my mouth to suck it lustily. The hand was undaunted and after teasing my hair and ear for a while it descend to bury two of its fingers in Shelly's now wet and humping pussy. I pursued the hand and fingers with my nibbling lips and soon I was pulling the odd hair or two from Shelly's bush as she jerked when I succeeded. I left a few tiny bruises beneath the soft sparse pussy hair as I nipped the succulent flesh I found there with my teeth. I burrowed lips first beneath the heel of Sarah's palm and got my tongue in play on Shelly's clit. Her moans let me know I'd hit the mark and as I bent my neck to glance at her face I saw her own hands had taken up the job of pulling and twisting her nipples as she continued her moaning. Turning around I moved between Shelly's beautiful spreading legs as Sarah withdrew her fingers and positioned my dick against the next gate to heaven. I pushed all the way up her with one strong slow stroke and Shelly's legs wrapped around me as she pulled herself onto the impaling dickmeat when I pumped it to her. Shelly intensified our fucking when Sarah slid an already wet finger up her ass and started providing a counterpoint to my deep thrusting. I grabbed one of Shelly's asscheeks in each hand and we broke into a gallop for the finish. We crossed the line in a dead heat amid much groaning, moaning, and shouting. Shelly stiffened completely and milked the come from my pulsing dick before she sank back limply. I was out of gas too and lay down on her and rested my face on one of her soft but firm titties. I soon found my lips on her throat and they seemed to apply a hickey by themselves. I finally rolled off Shelly so she could breathe easier and managed to get between the lovely sperm banks this time. I pulled Sarah to me for a loving kiss and then put a hickey on her throat too. We settled back shortly to sleep. Nancy plucked me from between Sarah and Shelly at five-thirty AM. She led me into the bathroom, started the shower, and we entered when the water was right. Nancy soaped her titties to wash me, but I didn't help much as I kept fondling and pinching. She complained loudly, but made no move to avoid or stop the distractions. Her pussy was dripping and her nipples were near bursting when she finished her self-imposed duty. I was going to wash her now and started by making sure her pussy and asshole and everything nearby were spotless by licking. After shampooing her hair I washed her body with soapy hands. By now she wanted some dick and she bent over to grab a handrail. I turned her back around and picked her up, bracing her against the wall and seeking her pussy with my dickhead. "Jack I wanted a little assfuck this morning." "My dick is so lonesome for your sweet little pussy Nancy. I just can't go any longer without some." "You silver tongued fucker. You just do me anyway you want to then." Nancy reached down and placed my dickhead in her dripping entrance and I slid it up her pussy. It felt wonderful as always and I was soon happily humping as she kissed my ears and neck and kept whispering I was a nasty bastard for fucking her when all she'd wanted was to make sure I got up and had a shower. I told her I was ashamed of myself for taking advantage of her, but not enough to quit fucking. We were slippery from the water and soap and I loved how her big titties rubbed around wetly in my chest hair. I had her sassy asscheeks in my wet hands and I was lifting and dropping her on my dick. Nancy had her legs locked around my waist, using them to help with the up and down motion. We got close and she squeezed me harder with her legs and her pussy. I started firing the come bullets and when Nancy didn't go off right away I slid a finger up her ass and began pumping it. This touched off her fuse and we both groaned loudly as I pumped the white cream up her. After we were breathing normally again I rinsed the dripping come off Nancy's sweet little pussy and then we got out and dried each other. Nancy pulled her T-shirt back on and I grabbed some jeans, a T-shirt, and we headed for the kitchen. Nancy started a pot of coffee and while it was making we stood around kissing and cuddling. I tried not to get too wound up and when the coffee finished Nancy poured us both a cup. She started on breakfast then and I noticed it would be a lot more than just she and I could eat so I asked her about it. "I'm going to feed the pilots this morning too. I know you have an early mission planned and I want to make sure they are well fed and feel appreciated before they go," Nancy said. "I think that's very thoughtful Nancy. I didn't think you really cared for the pilots so much." "Jack, they are your women too and I love and respect them now and not just because they are your women. I realize they provide our main protection and I mean to show them I appreciate it. Can you keep a secret?" "I think so." "They made me horny when they marched in here yesterday morning. Tonight after bedtime I'm planning on sneaking in to their room and jumping right in the middle of the bed with them. Think they'll treat me right?" "I think you can count on getting up close and personal with four talented tongues and eight big titties. Probably four slippery snatches too. I wish I could watch." "That's right, we forgot to tell you," she said, a little cryptically. "Tell me what?" "All the rooms in the house are bugged and have video cameras in them, several cameras. You could watch on video if you wanted to. Of course you can just go in with me and get a close look. No one will mind at all." "Just let me know when it's time. I don't want to miss you being ravished." "I can hardly wait myself now. Karen wants to come too, but she doesn't have the nerve. I think I'm going to ask them to go get her after the first blush is off for me." "Just don't forget me." The four pilots pranced in for kisses, gropes, and coffee just then. Nancy got them all a cup and told them their breakfast was about ready. When they realized she was cooking their breakfast before their early mission they all went to her and gave her a good kissing too. I could see things were going to be exciting tonight. I shook it off when breakfast appeared and I ate with Nancy and the pilots. We all thanked her profusely afterwards and we all gave her smoldering kisses and enthusiastic gropings. She returned the favors and my dick was about to revolt watching the pilots feeling her up while her tiny hands roamed over their asses and titties too. She even fingered Helen a little and Nancy had her panting before they quit. I went back to my bedroom to dress in fatigues and boots for the mission and I armed myself with the Glock, an M4, and even the 44 mag. I met the pilots in the front entrance after they'd dressed and we went out to the choppers. We took four Comanches. Two of them had TOWs and Hydras. The other two had Hydras and extra stingers. They all had some stingers but the TOW launchers reduced the places to mount stingers on the two with them. We didn't think it mattered since we didn't intended to use any rockets at all on the data center. We wanted to make sure we didn't damage it. It needed to continue functioning, but we wanted to be in on its use. When we were near we all separated and approached from four different directions. We ended up each hovering about a hundred yards from the exterior wall we were facing. I could see a man look out a window on about the fifth floor. He wasn't showing a weapon and I decided to wait and see what would happen. He left the window and in about ten minutes he walked out of the entrance waving a white rag. I told Brenda, my pilot for this trip, to set down and let me out and then get up again. I told the others over the radio to watch and make sure no one tried to escape. After Brenda let me out and got airborne again I walked to the man with the white flag. He told me he'd thought the military were all gone of course. I told him they were and we had just requisitioned the helicopters and the fatigues. "What are you doing here then?" "My name is Jack. I visited you this morning because someone here cut off my access yesterday. There is some information stored here which is very valuable to our group and we came to ask you to reinstate our connection," I said, as politely as I could. "We didn't even know about your connection until we noticed you accessing it yesterday. It is an unusual configuration. I'm sorry but we can't allow you to use it anymore," he said, calmly. I had to admire his balls. He was confronted with four fully armed attack helicopters and an armed man and he was just calmly telling me no. I admired him, but his brass balls weren't going to help him get his way. Maybe he didn't realize the helicopter's potential. I saw a pickup truck in a far corner of the parking lot. I pointed to it and asked if it was his. "No. It doesn't belong to any of us." I looked at Brenda and saw she was watching me for a signal. I pointed to the truck and her Comanche swiveled in its hover and she sent a hydra into the passenger door. The truck exploded into a fireball. I was impressed, not only with the hydra's destructive power, but with Brenda's shooting. I had learned the hydra was an unguided rocket and I knew its perfect placement was due to Brenda's skill. I turned back to the man I'd been talking to. His face was ashen. ------- Chapter 38 "I'm afraid I'm going to have to insist you reconnect us. I think I should have a little talk and see exactly what you have planned here." He dropped the rag he had been using as a flag and put his hands up. I told him to cut it out because I only wanted to talk to him. I did warn him if there was anyone inside armed he had better go tell them not to do anything foolish. "I will be very disappointed if we have to use force against the building. It will probably damage our hopes of recovering our information. We can live without it though." It was plain he understood his position much more clearly now. I asked him to go back inside and talk things over with any others who might be in there. He headed inside at once and was back in ten minutes saying everyone was at the entrance and would come out now. When he signaled them one other man and ten women came out with their hands raised. I told him to make them stop it. "We aren't taking you prisoner and we aren't going to hurt any of you. I don't want to take your women even though they are obviously beautiful. I already have nearly twenty of my own. I only want to talk to you and I want the connection restored. If you have some difficulty which is causing you to want to keep me disconnected we will see what provisions we can make to minimize the problem." After everyone was calm and collected I told Brenda I wanted her to circle and make sure no trouble was about and the other girls could land and save fuel. She put things in motion. I went inside with our new acquaintances and we settled into a lobby. My original contact introduced himself as Frank and his younger brother was Bob. The women introduced themselves, but I couldn't keep up with all their names. I apologized for my shortcomings. Frank, Bob, and some of the women had worked at the data center before the sickness. Frank had been the senior network engineer. They all lived here now, but not because it was especially convenient for survival. They were staying here because they were trying to save the information the data center held. They weren't having trouble finding food and they had a few small arms to protect themselves. We were the first people they'd seen since they'd moved in here. Frank felt tied to the data center. Bob wasn't as committed to the center, but he was committed to Frank. Some of the women had also worked here and the others had been college students. Their main difficulty was keeping fuel in the generator's tank. A large diesel generator located in the basement provided the emergency power. There were two separate units but only one ran at a time. They used about fifty gallons of diesel a day, but they had been requiring about ninety gallons a day when the air conditioning had been set to seventy-six and a lot of the lights and other office machines had been plugged in. They tumbled to this fact and turned off everything they could and set the thermostat to eighty-five. Frank thought it was cool enough so it wouldn't be a problem for any of the servers or other equipment and it significantly cut the fuel use. He also told me the center had just ceased to be staffed the morning after the government and business leaders died. He and Bob stayed on to keep it going. He hadn't known why at first, but as he realized most of the population was dying he felt it was his duty to try and save some of the hard won knowledge of the human race. I agreed with him and asked what type of progress he'd made. He said on the second day he and Bob had taken over he started gathering information which hadn't been here originally. He'd kept machines transferring data from the library of congress to machines here and had cleaned off many of the large servers which had belonged to commercial web sites and had used their disc space to store the new material. He said there were still terabytes of now useless commercial sites he could use if he had other information to store and he felt sure he had managed to save everything from the library of congress and had also been able to obtain a couple of university libraries which hadn't been here already. The new stuff was currently hard to retrieve since it had been stored without putting into place a sufficient organization of the data. He'd felt it was more important to secure the data than spend time at first worrying how to easily retrieve it. They didn't have any sources left now to retrieve so they'd shifted their focus to organizing what they had. It was most of his story in a nutshell. I asked him how much fuel the generator's tanks could hold and he said it would actually hold a little over two thousand gallons. They hadn't been bothered with getting additional fuel for very long. I asked him if the work they were doing now could be done remotely so they wouldn't have to stay here. "It could be but there aren't any functioning connections now." He said. "There was one yesterday until you shut it down. Would it be sufficient to do your work?" "Well sure. It wasn't just one connection. There were actually ten direct lines to your location," he said. "Well why don't you simply join us. We have plenty of food and plenty of room and we would like the information saved as much as you. We can protect you and provide for you. All you'll have to do is work on this and maybe do a few small chores around the house. We won't make you do anything you object to." "Where is this place?" "I won't tell you right away. It's about eighty miles from here. It's a former government facility, but it isn't like any you've ever seen or heard of. It has excellent security equipment and the most important rule I have is no women are forced to be with a man they don't want to be with. I don't allow women to be forced to pay with sex for their protection or care and I don't allow any man to hold women against their will. "There are three men and a thirteen year-old-boy there beside me. If your women want to leave you and take up with one of them it will have to be their decision. The same goes for any other women there. If they want to leave their current man and be with you it will also be their prerogative. I don't allow any man to try to persuade another man's woman to leave him though. There will be no courting of other men's women. The women will have to think of it and do it on their own." Neither Frank nor Bob had any problem with it. They did say they'd like to talk about it among themselves. I told them no matter what their decision I was going to provide the fuel for them from now on and I told them they could expect a fuel tanker this afternoon. This seemed to cheer them up a lot so I said my goodbyes and left. Gloria, Helen, and Aimee got aloft after I told them we were heading back and Brenda set down for me, then we left. We'd only been airborne about fifteen minutes when Sharon called us. "Jack there is some type of jet buzzing the house," she said. "Has it fired at you?" I asked, scared shitless. "No. It is acting in a threatening manner though. It seems to be buzzing the airstrip mainly," she said. "We'll be there in a few minutes." I said, though I didn't feel very confident. The others all heard and Brenda turned on something. After staring at its readout she reported the jet's IFF said it was an F16. She told the others to be ready to try some stingers. Brenda told me if it was an F16 with a full crew of two and a normal load of ordnance we might end up loosing a bird or two if it was really hostile. She said we wouldn't have a good chance with the stingers since the normal air-to-air weapons on an F16 could take the helicopters out from a much greater distance. "Our best bet is to get on the ground and away from the helicopters as quickly as possible if it attacks. Keep good separation girls," she said, over the radio. They'd all gone to maximum speed with Sharon's announcement and we were approaching home already. We saw the F16 almost at once. It made a guns only pass on the Cobra which was sitting off by itself. The F16 was down below a thousand feet and Brenda said it was traveling at a very slow speed for it. When they saw it fire its cannon they all launched a stinger and bore down on it trying to get closer to launch more. Brenda was closest and as the jet discovered the danger and pulled up for altitude Brenda laughed and launched two more stingers. "That pilot must not be very experienced. Maybe he hasn't actually been fired on before. He was flying so low and slow he nearly stalled it when he put the nose up," Brenda said, explaining for my benefit. The last stinger she'd launched hit it and I saw the explosion, but it didn't seem the plane was seriously damaged at first. Then black smoke seemed to boil out of it and suddenly something came flying up from the plane as the canopy flew off. It had to be the pilot. He had ejected and the plane careened away from us and I was glad. We saw it hit the ground four or five miles away. It sent up a huge fireball but we stayed with the ejected pilot. When he hit the ground he just lay still. Brenda landed near the downed pilot while the others circled. She and I got out with weapons ready to go to the downed pilot. I saw he was a she when we got there. She was beautiful of course, but she was also a hostile one. She was pointing a semi-automatic handgun at us as we approached. We stopped well out of range and leveled our M4s at her. She threw the handgun well clear and when we got to her I could tell she was injured. I had Brenda tell the others and Gloria left to fetch the civilian helicopter and one of the doctors while Brenda informed Sharon we would need their services. She said she'd tell them. We were over a mile from the house. I asked the injured pilot if she was in pain, but she ignored me. She wouldn't say anything. Gloria was back with all three doctors in just under ten minutes. She told us Beverly was bringing the ambulance and Jana was coming with her. The injured pilot still didn't say anything. Karen cut off the leg of her coverall to examine the obviously injured leg. I could see a small bulge just four or five inches below her right knee. Karen asked her if she had any other injuries, but she was still determined not to talk. I walked back to the helicopter to see if I was the cause of her silence. I don't guess I was because she still wouldn't communicate. Beverly arrived with the ambulance and she and Jana came out with two large cases of something. Karen applied one of those inflatable splints. Then she helped Jana and Beverly strap the pilot to a backboard. They got a stretcher type wheeled table and loaded her onto it and were ready to leave with her twenty minutes after the ambulance arrived. Brenda and I returned to our helicopter and took off for the airstrip. All the birds set down to fuel and we checked out the Cobra the woman pilot had been mad at. It was junk now since she had hit it with a burst from the 20mm cannon. At least three rounds struck the transmission. It could probably be repaired if we had a mechanic but we didn't. We decided to leave it where it was. The damage wouldn't be visible from the air and it might draw fire it we had another attacker. Helen spoke first about why the F16 had used its gun. It hadn't had anything loaded on its hard points so the gun was all it had for firepower. It was a lucky as hell break for us. After the refueling we went to the house and Susan had our lunch ready so we went to eat. Brenda admitted we probably should go ahead and see about finding some type of fighters we could use now. She said even an A10 with some sidewinders would have had an easier time with the F16 than the helicopters, simply because it was much faster. It couldn't compare to the F16, but it was faster than the helicopters. I put that off until tomorrow at least, since we still needed to fetch a Chinook for George's baggage and we needed to get some fuel to the data center. Roger took off with Aimee, Gloria, and Helen. Aimee and Gloria were going to get the Chinook and Helen would replace the Cobra for us. Brenda would watch over Beverly as she took fuel to the data center. One of the trailers which had been parked here when we came was holding eighty-five hundred gallons of diesel. That should keep the computers running a while so Beverly hooked the trailer and headed for Dallas and the data center while Brenda flew cover for her. I went into the house and toward the kitchen, asking Susan where they were with the patient and she told me they were in the garage so I walked out there. They had cleared the area behind the far door and made it a little treatment area. When I got there they had the pilot on a utility table and had just finished shooting an x ray with one of the portable machines. They were trying to gather the things they needed to develop it. I asked them if they knew anything yet and Diane said it was just a break of the fibula, about three or four inches below the knee. They wanted to look at the x ray but really didn't have to. They just wanted to make sure the break was as clean as they thought. They finally got what they needed and developed the x-ray. It showed what they already thought. It was a clean break. Karen gave her an intravenous injection of morphine and in thirty minutes she and Diane set the bone and put on a cast. After it was hard they moved her onto a gurney and rolled her into the house to put her in a guest bedroom. Julia brought her a tray with some juice and some ice water and asked if there was anything else she could get her, but she still didn't talk. I asked Julia if she knew where Bill and Jackie kept the medicine they took from ole Roy and she said Shelly knew. I asked her to get it and bring it to me. Karen and Diane were still in the room with their patient. "Looks like she still doesn't want to talk. Bill and Jackie had some type of truth serum they took off someone who'd planned on using it on them. It worked for them and I'm thinking of using it on her. "I know she's injured, but she was a real threat to us while she was flying around. I want to use the drug on her and find out where she came from and exactly what her intentions were. I want you to see if you can tell what the drug is when Julia gets back with it and if you know how to use it. "I think you can do it more safely than Shelly or any of the others. I wouldn't consider it if I wasn't afraid there were others coming from the same place she did with even better weapons. It was a lucky break for us we were able to bring her down," I said. Karen and Diane said they understood fully. Julia returned with the drug then and they examined it. Neither had ever even seen it, but they both understood how to use it and how much to use. They said we should probably wait at least four hours for the morphine to wear off. Karen said the injured woman would have to just deal with the pain until we got through. I considered using the trick on her but decided it would probably be more painful for her in her condition. I also didn't trust it that completely yet. If it had been fully armed, that F16 could have ruined our whole little nest out here and I had to find out if more were coming. Roger and the others returned just then. Aimee and Gloria refueled the Chinook and Helen refueled the new Cobra. They gathered George and his women and headed to retrieve the rest of his belongings. Brenda was at the data center and Frank showed her where the fueling was normally done. There was a large door on the side of the building and when she got it open she discovered enough room to park the trailer in there. She backed it in and dropped the trailer. After she was loose they dumped fifteen hundred gallons in the generator's tank and she left the hose in the fueling fitting. She said Frank and Bob wanted to talk to me again so I told her to tell them I'd be there as soon as Brenda could return and then bring me back. Beverly and Brenda headed back and I went to the data center with Brenda after Beverly was safely home. Frank and Bob and all their women wanted to join us. He asked if we could help them move their stuff and I told him to get everything he wanted to bring ready and a larger helicopter would land for it in an hour or two. They asked if there would be room at the new place for them to set up a few machines and if there would be power to run them so I told him it would be no problem. Brenda and I lifted off and called Aimee. I asked her to stop at the data center for more passengers and baggage on her way back. She said she would. Brenda set down at Las Colinas on the helipad of one of the office buildings and we went to her old office. She led me into Mr Grimes' office and we looked through his desk for anything we thought might be a login name and password. I finally turned over his keyboard and found it. There was a business card taped to the bottom of the keyboard and it said plainly login and then pass. Shit, if it was so secret how could he do that? Brenda explained there had been armed guards here twenty-four seven and she didn't mean rent-a-cops. We took it with us and left. It was six pm when we got back. Aimee, Gloria, and Helen were about thirty minutes out. Brenda and I went inside and Susan had our supper warm. We ate and then Brenda and I went into my study. I asked her if she had any other ideas about the F16's pilot, but she didn't. I told her what I was going to do with the drug and she said it was probably the best thing. The others landed, Helen at the airstrip where she refueled and then moved the new Cobra away from the shot up one. We had decided to spread them all out for a while. Aimee set the Chinook down behind the garage to make unloading easier. I went out to welcome everyone home. George and his women started unpacking while Frank, Bob, and their women just gaped. I suggested Frank and Bob come with me for a few minutes while Nancy helped their women pick out bedrooms and get started moving in. Most of the other women were out to help everybody carry their things. I took Frank and Bob to the other study to see if it would suit them to work from. They were delighted with it and wanted to start bringing the equipment they had brought in right away to begin setting it up so I left them to it. I found Karen and asked her if we could try the drugs on the injured pilot yet. She said we probably could so she gathered up Diane, Janet, Beverly, and Jana to all be present and I got the pilots in case they had some questions. We gave her the drug and started questioning her after about forty minutes. Her name was Melinda and she was completely alone. She'd been in the service and had flown F15s for a couple of years. When she got out she lived in San Antonio and had merely stayed there after the sickness started. This morning she went to an airbase, found the F16, and decided to just leave. She fueled it and loaded the gun. She couldn't find any other armaments for it there and figured it had gotten stranded at the last. She had noticed our radar and come by to check us out. The house looked big but deserted to her. She was just fucking around when she shot up the Cobra and she really didn't think anyone was living here. She had originally intended to head for Sheppard AFB in Wichita Falls since she felt she could arm the plane better there and she thought she might be able to leave it and find an F15. That was about all she could tell us that helped. She hadn't talked to us because she could tell I was in charge and she hated men. I decided if the trick didn't work on her we would probably have to kill her. She hadn't done us all that much harm, but after she got well she would be a loose cannon that could do a lot of damage if she got away. I simply didn't think I could risk it. If I could turn her she would be a big asset. I could tell by the look in the other women's eyes they all thought the same thing. We did get one excellent idea from Melinda. Sheppard AFB wasn't even seventy miles away. ------- Chapter 39 Karen stayed with Melinda and the rest of us left. Brenda and I went to my study and tried Grimes' login and password. It let us right in, but I still didn't understand any of the things we'd found. At least I could recognize some of it was about the house. I let Brenda dig through and I watched to see if anything interesting popped up. Brenda found the security section and began reading it in detail for a few minutes then she quit and resumed scanning. It was all simply page after page of details in text. Much of it was referring to contingencies for dispatching security teams and then entire squads depending on the presumed threat. I'd lost interest by this time and was examining the monitor, which cycled through the guest quarters. It cycled through all the empty guest rooms and the exercise area and the common room and then began again. I saw Melinda was still unconscious and Karen was still with her. "Shit!" Brenda said. "What is it?" "Come look, Jack." I returned to Brenda's side and looked at the screen. She was reading on a page headed Guardian Project. I scanned the first few lines and then asked her what it was. "Do you remember we told you everything was already here for surface-to-air missiles? The command, control and radar is already in place, and the slabs were already in there to install missiles?" she asked. "Yes. It's a shame they didn't finish before the sickness took them." "It is finished. The slabs are just decoys," she said. "What do you mean?" "The slabs are just the covering for the actual missile batteries. If the system is active and a missile needs to launch, the slabs slide open and the missile battery rises to firing position. It can open and get into position in twenty-seven seconds it says here. They're patriot missile batteries and there are five launch stations, but all of them contain a PAC-2 and a PAC-3 launcher." "What does that mean to me Brenda?" "It means somehow Grimes managed to talk someone out of nearly a billion dollars worth of surface-to-air protection. The PAC-3 units were just finishing up their development and only a few had been delivered to the army. "They hadn't even been deployed yet. The PAC-2s have four missiles per launcher and the PAC-3s have eight missiles per launcher. The PAC-2s range can be up to one hundred and sixty kilometers. The Pac-3s range is around fifteen kilometers." "Well what do we have to do to make them operative?" "I'll have to keep reading to find out, but I know now what was pointed out to us as the command, control, and radar for the missiles was only a decoy setup. There must be another command center for the Patriots somewhere. Their system is both more complex and simpler." "That doesn't make sense Brenda. How can it be more complex and simpler?" "The system is more complex, but it is simpler to operate. In fact the Patriot system can fight an air battle by itself if you let it." "Just keep reading." I didn't really understand most of what she told me, but I did gather if we'd had the system operating this morning we wouldn't have taken any damage from Melinda and the F16. I figured she would know more about it faster if I just left her alone, so I did. I made a stroll through the kitchen and living room and went outside and to the area where the Chinook was being unloaded. It was empty now and everything was at least in the garage. Aimee was moving the Chinook to refuel and then park it. I saw Jasmine and remembered she had been in the military so I went to her and ask what she had done in the military. "I trained for special forces. Even though I completed all the training I was still reassigned. They decided though I had passed all testing my physical endurance was marginal and they asked me to consider something else. I'd already decided I'd fucked up going for Special Forces though I didn't let on. I was happy to get out of it looking good and there was too much to do which required more muscle than I had or wanted to develop." "What you're telling me basically is you're a well trained killer who just needs someone to do the heavy lifting." "That's it. I was fine with everything except packing a couple of hundred pounds of arms and ammunition thirty or forty miles. If it was a mission where I had a ride to the target I was one mean bitch. I received special notice several times for my aggressive attitude," she said, and chuckled. "What did you do after that?" "I was never reassigned. My aunt died not long after and I got a discharge to take care of my nieces." She asked me then if I needed her to do anything special and I told her I was just trying to see what she knew how to do in case something did come up. I asked her if she thought she was capable of taking over the security on the ground around here and if she would be interested in doing it. She said she was qualified and would be happy to help out in any way she could, so I pointed out Sharon had drifted into the position and had done well, but she was a teacher and I thought her services might be needed in that capacity if she wanted to do it. Jasmine said to let her know what I needed her to do. I drifted back into the house and spied Nancy by the coffee pot and went to her. "Honey, I'm home." "Did you have a hard day on the pilots? I mean with the pilots." "We had a fucking scare the shit out of Jack day. Here I thought I'd done so well for our protection and here comes a fucking jet shooting up the place." "The girls shot it down though didn't they?" Nancy asked. "They did, but we were lucky. Brenda said if it had been properly armed and crewed it could have possibly taken out all the helicopters." "Well I'm glad we were lucky then," she said. "Me too. I'll take all the luck we can get, but I'm not going to depend on it. I think we'll have to try and find some jets of our own. That's not what I need to ask you about though. "We have ended up with some school age children and I think we should try to give them a little more education. I'm thinking of asking Sharon if she will try to organize something to keep them from stagnating at their current level. What do you think?" "I think it's good planning and also think Sharon would be more comfortable teaching than trying to keep the place secure. I think she's done a good job, but just don't think it's her cup of tea." I thanked her for her opinion and sought Sharon. She was walking back up from the airstrip and I went to meet her. I just spilled what I had on my mind and her face lit up. She would happily give up her post as head of security and would love to organize some schooling for the children. I asked her to try to find out what she needed for resources and told her I would tell Jasmine to get the security details from her and then she could consider herself our teacher. I was hungry so I went to the kitchen to see about my supper. Susan and the twins were there and a couple of others were eating. Susan brought me a meal and sat with me as I ate and told me she had worked out a little system. She thought we were too many to have our meals at the same time now so she had just set up two hours for each meal and told the others they should try to eat during those times and try to stagger themselves so they didn't all show up at once. She told them not to worry if the new scheme didn't work at first since she didn't intend for them to miss any meals. She intended for all of them to get all they wanted to eat. Five of the other women had volunteered to cook so she had them assigned to lunch and supper. She and the twins were covering breakfast except for mine. Nancy had claimed the right to fix my breakfast and had also invited Susan to help her with it if she wanted to. When I'd finished I asked Susan if Brenda had ever come in to eat. She said she didn't think she had so I went back to my study and found Brenda right where I'd left her. I asked if she'd made any progress and she said she knew where the command center for the Patriots was located now and she was just reading the special differences in our system. It was different from the normal portable systems the army used. I told her she couldn't learn everything in one day and she needed to come eat and then think about some rest. She decided I was right and came to the kitchen with me. Suppertime was officially over but Susan had been waiting for her. Brenda seemed touched when she realized it and Susan brought her meal and sat down to talk with her while she ate. I wandered into the other study to see what Frank, Bob, and their crew were up to. They had workstations everywhere and on everything. They all seemed to be busily doing something, but I could see several of them didn't have a place which was going to be comfortable for hours at a time. I got Frank's attention and when he came to me I asked him about it. He said it was the best they could do with what they'd brought. "Frank the world, or at least Dallas and Ft Worth, are our shopping mall now. My credit is outstanding and if you need desks, chairs, or other equipment I'll make sure you get them. Make a list of what you want. He told me the big desk and the credenza and all the other furniture were beautiful but that he thought it would be much better if they could just get some sturdy tables that were the right height to put workstations on. That way they would all have more or less the same comfort level. "Frank isn't this room big enough for all of you to have a separate desk?" "Well I guess it is. I never even thought of that though. I guess it wouldn't cost anything but a little elbow grease to do it now would it?" "That's right Frank. All we have to do is think of what we want and then go find it and bring it here. I can get all the help you need. Finding it will be the hardest part." "Well I already know where the chairs we would all love to have are. I've been by that place dozens of times. It probably has everything else we need also. It's in Dallas though. Is that to far?" "Not at all Frank. I'll ask Beverly if she will mind taking a trailer over tomorrow to bring the stuff back for you. What do you have in mind?" I asked. "Well now that the price has become reasonable I think we should all go and get an Aeron chair. They are supposed to be the absolute best. I've been by many times just to sit in the demo. It is a great chair and it's infinitely adjustable. The store has all types of high tech desk also. They may be harder to locate in the warehouse, but I'm sure we can find the chairs at least," He said, a little excited at the thought now. "Well be sure you get all those chairs you can find. If they are so good I'm sure we might all like one. We can make several trips if we need to," I told him. Frank was really excited about it now. He went to tell Bob and soon he was sharing the news with all of them. I guess they were all familiar with "The Chair" because they all looked really happy about it. I was a little anxious to see what the fuss was about myself now. I could wait though. I'd about decided to ask Aimee, Gloria, and Helen if they wanted to take a little flight to Sheppard in the morning. I thought Brenda's time could be better spent reading up on our air defenses. I went to their bedroom. It wasn't really late yet, about ten pm, but they were all getting ready to bed down though. I remembered Nancy planned on sneaking up on them later. I did intend to watch. I told them my thoughts about Sheppard. They didn't mention any misgivings. Brenda was torn since she wanted to keep studying the information we'd found, but she wanted to go also. Finally I told her what she was doing was more important than the recon to Sheppard. She took it in stride and the others said they'd be ready in the morning. I headed for my bedroom. Nancy came by about thirty minutes later and told me she was going for it. She burst into the pilot's bedroom and jumped into the middle of the bed. She ended up between Brenda and Gloria. She looked at Gloria and then at Brenda. "Are you the pilot's?" she asked in a mischievous little girl's voice. "Yes," Gloria said. "Well fly me, fly me please," Nancy giggled. All four of them descended and seemed to just devour her. In just a minute or two she had Aimee and Helen latched onto a nipple each and Gloria was kissing her deeply as Brenda was licking up a little tornado on her pussy. All the pilots had seen me and winked at me. Within ten minutes Nancy seemed to be in a continuous come. She couldn't scream out her pleasure because Gloria still had her mouth occupied. Finally she was able to end the kisses. "Go get Karen. I can't take you all anymore. Go get me some help." Reluctantly, Brenda and Gloria went to get Karen as Aimee and Helen continued their assault on Nancy. Gloria and Brenda returned in just a few minutes. Brenda held Karen in her arms carrying her. Their mouths were locked together in a deep kiss as Brenda carried Karen. Gloria was behind her leading Shelly and Sarah. All were naked. Brenda put Karen in the bed and got in with her and began licking her pussy. Gloria, Shelly, and Sarah were right behind her. Soon there were eight naked women in the big bed and they were fondling, fingering, and licking everything they could reach. I pulled up a chair and just watched for over an hour. I was up and in the kitchen by five thirty the next morning. Nancy and the coffee were waiting for me. If she'd died right then twenty morticians couldn't have gotten the smile off her face. I went to her and gave her a good morning kissing and groping. "You do." "I do what?" Nancy asked, petulantly. "You do taste just like pilot pussy," I said, grinning. Nancy blushed and laughed out loud. "Why you selfish bastard. You're fucking eighteen women and now you're jealous cause I licked a little pussy," she said, indignantly. "I'm not jealous, I loved every second of it. It was more than a little pussy you licked though. By my count, I was there you remember, you licked seven pussies last night," I said. "Yeah, but they were all little. You lucky motherfucker. I'd be willing to bet you have ended up with the eighteen tightest pussies left on earth." "I just wonder what Melinda is going to be like," I smirked. "I'm sure you'll find out soon. Actually you'll have to. As bad as I hate to say it, you're going to have to turn Melinda or kill her. We can't turn her loose alive if she doesn't want to stay. She already knows where we are and she is capable of destroying or seriously damaging us. We can't take the risks. Karen and Janet are trying to gain her confidence and she will talk to them finally, but they don't have a lot of hope they can convince her you are a good person." "I just hope, for her sake and ours, Shelly was right. She said Jackie basically raped her when he turned her. I don't want to have to do it to Melinda, but I will try it to keep from killing her," I said. "I'm not even going to tease you about it. If it comes to it you have to do it. I hope it doesn't come to it, but I'm sure if she had a choice she'd rather be fucked than shot. Maybe we ought to lay out her options for her." "That's enough bummer for me this morning. How about putting some breakfast to me?" I asked. She did. She put scrambled eggs and bacon with homemade toast to me. It was great. Her cooking always was. The pilots waltzed in a few minutes later. I got up and gave them their good morning kissing and groping. They weren't through though. They demanded the same treatment from Nancy and she did a really good job. Helen embarrassed her by telling her they had decided to find her a strap on and when I wasn't available Nancy was going to be their man. I howled in laughter myself, as she blushed some more. "Just make sure it's bigger than my dick. Then I can call her the big dicked bastard for a change," I said, and laughed. "We've already checked and they don't make any bigger than your dick," Brenda said, and then the laugh was on me again. Jasmine and Sharon came in then and I got up for their good morning. After I'd welcomed them to breakfast Jasmine told me Sharon was going to show her around today and stay with her for the next few days on the security detail. Sharon would show her the setup and she was going to teach Sharon some of the things she had learned during her special forces training. All the pilots chimed in then asking if she could show them some things also. She agreed to teach them all she knew. Jasmine then asked me about the Barretts we had acquired. I told her we had several and I told her about the one I had bought before the sickness. I explained it had been customized and reworked for even greater accuracy. I told her we had also taken many types of telescopic sights for it and even some night vision scopes. "Have you sighted in any of the army Barretts with any of the telescopic or night vision scopes?" she asked. "No. My original rifle is sighted in for a thousand yards with its telescopic sight. It's a twenty-four power. None of them have been sighted with any of the night vision equipment though." "I think I'll just take the time to sight one in for night vision first thing then. I can get it close in the daylight and then fine-tune it after dark. There's no sense having it unless it is ready to use," she said. She was right there. A long-range night vision weapon could probably come in handy, but it was useless if it wasn't sighted in. I told Jasmine to use any and all firearms she wanted to. I considered them all under her jurisdiction now. We'd finished eating and I decided it was time to go. Jasmine and Sharon came to the airstrip with us. I flew with Aimee. Gloria and Helen surprised me by telling me they intended to fly together. The Comanches could fight much more effectively with a second crewman operating the weapons while the pilot concentrated on the flying. I had actually known this, but it just hadn't registered. I was glad they were watching out for my deficiencies as a commander and I told them so. Aimee said I was a little like a second lieutenant taking over a squad that had experienced NCOs. If I let them they would cover my ass. I decided to let them. When we got up Aimee contacted Sharon in the tower and then Helen did. They said Jasmine wanted to stay in contact until she knew we were safe at our destination. I figured this was some more valuable ass covering I was receiving and I was glad for it. We headed for Sheppard and were there in forty minutes. Twenty seconds later I was really glad for Jasmine's ass covering. "Shit. Jasmine an F15 just scrambled," Aimee told the microphone. "Roger," Was Jasmine's only reply. Both helicopters moved away from each other and then just hovered. The F15 didn't gain much altitude until he approached and then flew by us closely, pointing to the ground. "What now boss? He wants us to land. I think he means it," Aimee asked me. "What are our chances if we don't?" I asked. "One of us may get away. I doubt both of us will." ------- Chapter 40 The F15 was now circling us widely. I felt sure he was staying out of range of the stingers. I told Aimee to tell the others to do as he wanted and to let Jasmine know what was going on. "Jasmine, he's forcing us down." "Roger." Gloria and Helen headed for a spot to set down and we followed. When we were on the ground ten armed women approached us. They all had M16s. We left all our arms in our helicopters. The women motioned us away from them and then one put down her M16 and patted us all down. They seemed friendly enough after that and directed us to a small hangar. The hangar was air-conditioned and we all went in and sat down and just chatted about nothing. I tried once to ask for some details about their situation but they told me to wait for Steve. He was the F15's pilot. We were in a bad spot, but I didn't know exactly how bad. Seventy-five percent of my combat pilots were with me though, so I knew it could get really bad. We could hear the F15 land and as I still heard its engine I assumed he taxied close to the hangar we were being held in. He entered the hangar a few minutes after I heard the jet wind down. I hadn't seen any helicopters outside. That didn't seem to matter at the time though. Steve came over and introduced himself. He proclaimed himself the leader. Most of the women seemed to agree. I noticed from their body language three of them weren't overjoyed by the announcement. Steve asked where we were form. I told him we were staying within a hundred miles. He wanted it narrowed closer than that but I refused. Now I knew what Frank had felt like when he'd told me he wasn't going to reconnect my access to the data center. Steve held most of the cards. We were under his control. I knew we weren't going to tell him anything that could damage the other's chances. If Brenda could get the Patriots working Steve would not be a threat. With the PAC-2 weapons she could practically take him out as he flew over his own base. He had no hope of getting to our compound by flight. He didn't have enough manpower to take it if he arrived on foot. Especially with the place's security looking like an ordinary fence and pinpointing every invader's position. They were safe if Brenda could just turn on the missiles. We on the other hand were not safe. When Steve asked why we came here I told him the truth. I said that we were looking for F15s for our protection. I told him we had been attacked by an F16 yesterday. I explained it had only had one crew and only the 20mm cannon and we had shot it down and captured the pilot. I told him she had been headed here and when she told us that, we were reminded the air base was here and we came to see if we could get an F15 or two. "I don't think I'll be sharing any aircraft right now. I have plenty, but I'm not sure I want anyone that knows about me to have any," Steve said, grinning. He was like I expected all pilots, all male ones anyway, to be. He was cocky and assured of his greater intelligence. I was assured he was intelligent too. Dumbasses don't make it to be pilots. Cocky assholes often did though. I was hoping he would be extremely over confident. He questioned me some more and I told him how many people I was leading. I didn't mention I had two experienced former military personnel still at home. I let him think all my trained people were with me. I didn't say it, but he assumed it and I didn't correct him. In the back of my mind I was desperately trying to construct a scenario that would let Brenda and Jasmine rescue us. I could tell Steve didn't even consider this. I complimented him on his organization and on his foresight in obtaining the F15s and the airbase. He was cocky. He was also a braggart. He told me more with his bragging than I would have ever hoped for by questioning him. He had only taken us by the slimmest of luck. He hadn't scrambled because he knew we were coming. He was just getting up for a daily look around. The F15s radar had warned him we were in the area as soon as he got a little altitude. Three of the women were also pilots. Even better they were F15 pilots with combat experience. He pointed them out and it was the three that hadn't seemed all that happy when he announced his leadership. The rest of the women were ground crew. I lusted after them when he pointed out one who was a helicopter mechanic and two who were jet mechanics. The rest had worked loading ordinance and fueling fighters and doing small maintenance work. I hate to admit it, but I also lusted after their beauty. They all had the fit bodies I had come to associate with former military service. Three were blondes, one redhead, three Latinos and three black women. The black women were the first blacks I had seen since the sickness. I have to say they were exceptional examples of black beauty. None of them were light skinned. They were all dark black. They had wonderfully jutting asses and more than one of them caught me staring at hers. None of them mentioned it though. The Latinos were also the pick of their breed. Living in Austin I had developed a soft spot in my heart and a hard place in my jeans for Latino women. Their flashing eyes and beautiful skin just rolled my socks down. The three here were in excellent shape. Their breasts seemed nearly identical in size and they were big. They seemed larger than C Cups but not quite D Cups. I would have to examine them more closely later, if I lived long enough. I just let Steve keep the floor and he regaled us with his exploits before and after the sickness. With his cockiness he had been blessed with remarkably poor perception of others feelings. His tales and stories seemed to alienate his women either one or more at a time. I think he managed at least a slight insult for each and every one of them. We had been captured just before nine am. Steve had been with us since ten. He talked for nearly five hours, mostly about himself with very few questions for me. He said it was lunchtime at three fifteen PM. Two of the black beauties warned up and served MREs for us all, mine was some sort of chicken stew or the like. It was edible, but I wondered what these women would think of a home cooked meal for every meal. Helen must have been wondering also. "Wow, I haven't had an MRE since I left the service. I'd forgotten what they were like," Helen said. "What do you eat then?" One of the black women asked her. "Oh regular food. You know. Like for breakfast we had bacon and scrambled eggs with homemade bread toasted. Last night we had smothered pork chops with sweet potatoes and black-eyed peas. That was one of the best meals yet," Helen said. "Powdered eggs I guess?" Ask one of the women pilots. "Well we may have to use them later. Now we still have hundreds of dozens of fresh eggs. I'm sure most of them will go bad before we can eat them up. I don't know how long it will be before Johnny get his hens laying," I said. "How have you kept any fresh eggs from spoiling since the power went out," Steve asked. "Well we have power. But we keep the eggs in a refrigerated truck's trailer. We had a whole truck load of them but we left half to load other food." "Well I'm sorry our food isn't up to your standards," Steve said, rather testily. "Oh don't mind about us. We've eaten MREs before. We have about a hundred thousand stored in one of the barns just in case. We probably won't need them now since we've gathered so many cattle. We're also preparing some land to raise crops," I said. Steve acted like he didn't hear that and started talking about himself again. I let him since I could see it wasn't bringing him any closer to his women and I knew as long as he was talking about himself he wouldn't be asking me any questions. I was worried he might run out of anecdotes, but I needn't have. He began repeating some of them and I just acted as interested as I had the first time. Helen and Gloria finally caught on and started asking him to explain some things whenever they could get a word in. Aimee finally tumbled too and the hours just dragged by for everyone but Steve. I was reminded of the part in the Hobbit when Gandalf had kept the trolls talking and arguing until daylight came and turned them to stone. I was afraid even Steve couldn't talk until dawn though and I was aware he wouldn't be turned to stone by the light no matter how much a troll I thought he was. Amazingly he talked until nine-fifteen PM though. He didn't even slow down much when we had another MRE for supper at around seven. I guess he would have been talking yet if we hadn't heard a Barrett detonate one of the 50 caliber rounds and then heard a tire of some kind explode. "Cover them," Steve ordered the women. They obeyed. They picked up their M16s that had never gotten far from them. Steve might be a good pilot and I'm sure he was smart and brave. He didn't know shit about combat on the ground though. He walked right out the front door with only his 45 ACP in his hand. Hell it was dark and he didn't even take a flashlight. It wouldn't have done him any good if he had, but God damn it was a stupid move. "I don't know who you are out there but you'd better get your asses up her and put down your weapons," Steve yelled. I couldn't believe this. His fucking F15 wasn't going to help him out in this matter. I wondered just what he had on his mind. I knew he didn't have any other members in his group. As much as he'd talked he couldn't have kept from mentioning them. I even knew his sister's first son was named Bradley. We heard the Barrett detonate again and then we heard Steve scream. Then we heard Jasmine. "Throw you gun away and we'll come and try to stop the bleeding. We have a doctor on the way just in case and she'll do what she can for you," Jasmine said, shouting in a very authoritative voice. One of the black women had started at the sound of Jasmine's voice. She acted as if she might have recognized it. I told the women they should put their weapons down now. I said Steve was obviously wounded and that my girls would be coming in here shortly. "If they come in here you'll be the first to die. Just remember that," One of the women pilots said. "Jack, are you OK," Jasmine yelled, from much closer now. "So far," I said. The black woman that'd seemed to recognize Jasmine's voice looked at me. She asked me the name of the woman who had been yelling. I told her it was Jasmine. She ran near the door. "Jasmine. Jasmine is that you. It's me, Henrietta. Is that you Jasmine?" she asked, screaming it out the door. "It's me Henny. Who is this idiot I just shot?" Jasmine asked. "That's Steve. He was the leader here. Is he dead?" Henrietta asked. "Naw. Not yet. I got a tourniquet above his knee. I shot him in the kneecap. It was with a Barrett though. Took his leg off at the knee. He's passed out from loss of blood it looks like. Karen and the others might save him. Where's Jack?" Jasmine asked. "He's in here with the three women pilots that brought him. What's he to you?" Henrietta asked. "He's my man. Is he hurt?" Jasmine asked. "He ain't hurt yet. These other women of Steve's are holding him though. Here, I'm going to throw out my weapon so you know I ain't in on that. What you want with a man anyway?" Henrietta asked. "Unless those other women are stupid you'll probably get to find out. Tell them what's going to happen to them if they hurt him. There are two of us out here and more on the way. There's only two ways out of there. We got both ways covered," Jasmine told her. "She'll kill you all if you hurt him. She is the meanest woman I've ever seen. I saw her whip three soldiers with her bare hands in a bar once. They were hittin' on her and then they pissed her off. They all got broken bones," Henrietta said. "You heard her, there're only two of them. There are ten of us. She can't kill us all," the woman pilot spoke up again. "That's all you know stupid. Even I know better. You ain't in no F15 here Debbie. You'll have to face her with that M16 and she was a snake eater. She knows what she's doing out there in the dark. None of us do. She's probably got night vision goggles. You just heard Steve scream. How you going to get out one of those doors and find her in the dark and shoot her when she'll be waiting and know exactly where you have to come out?" "Well we'll just let her come in after us then," Debbie countered. "What do you mean we, blondie? I'm not waiting in here for you to piss her off. I'm gone already," Henrietta said, and stepped out of the door with her hands above her head. "Get down Henny. Stay close though so you can talk to them. Tell them they'd better come out before I have to send in the gas," Jasmine said, yelling. "You can't send in gas with a Barrett. Even I'm not that stupid," Debbie yelled. "That M4 with a launcher she's holdin' now don't look like a Barrett. I can see the Barrett where she put it down. You better put down that weapon and get your ass out here before she gets mad," Henrietta said. "What's the hold up Henny? Who's running the show in there?" "It's a blonde pilot named Debbie. She doesn't want to come out," Henrietta said. "Debbie. Can you hear me Debbie?" Jasmine asked, yelling louder. "I can hear you?" "Debbie, if you hurt Jack or any of my friends, you will live to see your titties diced into chili meat and served for supper at the house tomorrow. Think you'll enjoy a mastectomy with a bayonet Debbie?" Debbie tried to keep a stoic and determined look of command on her face. I could tell the imagery Jasmine used had shaken her though. It was one thing to kill someone or something with a missile from more than ten miles away as you zip along at more than twice the speed of sound. It was entirely different to go out into the dark on foot with an assault rifle and face a professional killer. Especially since she has just shot the leg off your leader. Even though Debbie hadn't liked the leader, she was still shocked to hear his pitiful scream. Debbie still tried to look defiant. I guess she thought she would be the leader since Steve was out of commission. Five of the other women didn't think so. They turned their weapons toward Debbie and the others. "Freeze Debbie, you, Andrea, and Paula freeze. I don't want to hurt you, but I ain't getting killed because you think you'll be boss now that Steve is all shot up. I like my titties right here on my chest. I ain't about to let you get them cut off me for their supper tomorrow," One of the other black women said. "Me too. If that woman scares Henrietta that's all I need to know. You know damned well none of us were combat troops, except you and the other pilots. We just saw how much Steve's pilot training helped him in a fight on the ground in the dark," The other black woman said. "Goddammit Henny, I'm tired of standing out here in the dark listening to this dumb pussy whimpering about his missing leg. You tell that Debbie she has about thirty more seconds of light in there and then were killing the power and I sending in shock grenades and then tear gas," Jasmine said, loudly. It turned out all the non-pilot women had turned on the three pilots. Debbie and the other two pilots put their weapons down. "Henny. Henny, it's me Angel. We got Debbie, Andrea, and Paula to put their weapons down. What do you want us to do now? We don't want any trouble. Ask her what she wants Henny. We'll do it. Ask her not to hurt us," Angel said, yelling to Henrietta. Henrietta asked Jasmine what next. Jasmine walked up near the door and told Angel to give me, Helen, Aimee, and Gloria an M16 and then for all of them to put theirs down. It didn't take long after that. Angel had us pick up a weapon and then she and all the others put theirs down. I signaled Jasmine and she and Sharon came in, Henny came back in with her. Jasmine came over to me and gave me a kiss first thing and then Sharon did. Henny looked startled. "Jasmine what're you doing with a man of your own?" Henrietta asked. "Well he ain't mine alone. He has eighteen women so far. We got one with a broken leg that will probably be his after she heals. I figure most, if not all of you will be claiming a share soon," Jasmine said. "What are you thinking, you know I don't want a man," Henrietta said. "And who you think you're talking to. How bad you think I wanted one? The truth is Henny, we'd never even seen a man before. I bet you this ring that he gave me one dose of his dick will show you just thought you were a lez. "That's a real God Damned man there Henny and he can prove it. Besides he don't mind if you still want some pussy. He even likes to watch sometime," Jasmine told Henrietta, while waving her ring around. "I've never heard you talk like that Jasmine," Henrietta said, looking a little unsure of herself. "That's because I'd never been fucked like he can fuck." Henrietta didn't say anything more, she just looked puzzled. Debbie spoke right up denying she wanted anything to do with me and so did one of the other pilots. None of the others said anything. I knew if the trick worked on them all the pilots would be wearing one of my rings soon. As a matter of fact I didn't see how I could let any of these women get away. They all knew how to do things we needed done. They knew about arming, fixing, and taking care of aircraft - combat aircraft. We needed those skills. They also knew how to take care of themselves, a little at least. They weren't as knowledgeable as Jasmine, but they were more so than most of my other women, and I needed the knowledge to take care of my little band. I had to have it. I would let Brenda, Helen, Aimee, and Gloria tell me if any of them weren't necessary. I figured they all were though and I didn't see any way out of it. We went out to check on Steve and he was dead. I dragged him off behind a building. Gloria tried to reach the house on the radio and got Janet. Brenda was already headed our way in the civilian helicopter with all three doctors and both nurses. Gloria told her to take them back and just come back empty tomorrow since we might as well stay here tonight. We went back inside and were trying to decide what to do for sleeping arrangements. Henny told us they slept in officer's quarters usually unless they were bunched up in here for safety. I decided to just ask for volunteers that might want to take a ride on me. All the mechanics were for it. Henrietta said she just had to try me out on Jasmine's recommendation. The other two black women decided they might as well try me too. Henrietta laughed and said I was letting my eyes overload my other equipment. She shut up when Helen told her I had fucked all eighteen of them the other night and some more than once. This got the last non-pilot of the group interested. I could tell two of the pilots were wondering also. Debbie just looked disgusted with the whole thing. We headed for the officer's quarters. Henrietta led the way and I wished I'd had a flashlight this time. I wanted to keep a close watch on her ass. It did come back into the light when we entered the building though, and it was fantastic. Some of the others showed Sharon, Jasmine, Aimee, Helen, and Gloria where they could sleep. Henny grabbed my arm and led me to her room. When she shut the door behind us I took her in my arms and tried to kiss her. She pushed me away. "I don't want you thinking I want your dick. I don't. Jasmine has just got me so curious I have to try it. I intend to try you out and see what she's been braggin' about," she told me up front. I could tell she was doing this little dance to see if she could come out on top. She was starting up like it was a schoolyard fight between two twelve year olds. I was wondering if she were going to tell me her daddy could whip mine. I decided to play for a while. "I'll tell you what she was bragging about. She was bragging about the fuck I gave her that made her pass out for twenty minutes. She was bragging because I fucked her so good she passed out, and when she woke up she was in love." "Well you can flap yo lips about it all you want to, but I don't believe it," Henny said. "You don't have to believe it Henny. I'm not from Missouri, but I am gonna show you. I'm going to fuck you so long and so good you're going to pass out, and you'll be in love too when you wake up." I could tell now this dirty talking squabbling was turning Henrietta on just a little. I decided to keep it up as long as she did. "Damn that. I don't want no fucking from you. Go and see if you can get one of the others." "I won't. You led me in here to your bedroom and now I'm going to fuck you. I'm not some high school boy you can tease and then send off home with a hardon. I'm gonna fuck you now whether you want it or not." ------- Chapter 41 I could see at once I might not have judged Henrietta correctly. She still looked turned on but her eyes did flash with anger when I told her she was getting fucked whether she wanted it or not. "Wait just a god damned minute white boy. I'll cut your rapin' throat if you try it. I still got my knife on me and I know what to do with it," she said, and meant it. "Just go ahead and cut me Henny. You gonna tell Jasmine God did it? What are you gonna to tell Jasmine if I holler for her? You want your titties in our chili tomorrow? You think you can hold Jasmine off with that knife?" I asked. Her eyes dropped for a second and I could see the defiance leave them. She knew more about Jasmine than I did and I could see while she probably wasn't afraid of me, she surely was afraid of Jasmine. She took her hand off her knife, which she'd never actually drawn. "What are you crying and moaning about. I'm fixin' to give you the biggest come of your life and you're just standing around dragging your heels." "Ain't no man ever made me come, specially not no whitey motherfucker." "Well bitch, you gonna come this evenin'." I took her in my arms again and she didn't resist this time. She parted her lips when she felt my tongue pressing against them but she didn't respond any other way at first. I slid my hands down her body and took hold of that outstanding ass. I squeezed and fondled her cheeks and then pulled her groin toward me. I humped my hard dick against her abdomen and just kept kissing. She was kissing back now and I knew she was as good as tricked. Henny didn't hate men. She couldn't hate me and kiss back like that. I decided she had just been disappointed with what men had given her so far. From the way she'd talked to Jasmine I thought she'd probably given up on men early and found the women she was with were just better lovers. I slid one hand between us and rubbed the back of it against her mons. She pressed it to me and tried to cock her hips, trying to get my hand against her pussy. I turned my hand around and reached lower to cup her pussy. It was warm and humid between her legs. The way she was hunching and squirming let me know I had a good fuck coming up. I'd never shot when I turned a woman, but I knew I would have to blow a load in Henny's pussy first, before I turned her. I hadn't had any pussy since yesterday and I wouldn't be able to hold out long enough on the long steady strokes without a come of my own first. Oh well, the things I had to do to secure our future. I took my hand off Henrietta's pussy and took hold of the coverall's zipper up near her throat. I pulled it and heard the sound I loved. I pulled it down all the way and as I got to the bottom I could feel her crinkly pubes against the back of my hand. I released the tab and cupped her naked pussy this time. She was getting wet already. I slipped a finger between her slick lips and she was wetter inside. It was hot up in her pussy too. When the finger was good and wet I rubbed it across her clitoris a few times and I felt her knees go weak. I put my arms back around her to help hold her up. I didn't think she had come yet, but she'd been close. "Let's go white boy. I thought you was gonna fuck me," Henny said, complaining. "I don't rush things like this Henrietta. You're going to be my first piece of black pussy and I'm going to take my time and enjoy you." "But I want some dick now," she said, demanding. "I tell you the same thing a truck driver would tell the company he was bringing the freight to if he was gonna be late. If you want it bad today, you'll want it even worse tomorrow. I might just play with you and tease you until tomorrow. I've still got a lot of things to play with on you Henny. I haven't even nibbled your nipples yet." Henrietta shivered in my arms when I said it. She pulled to me harder and humped her hips to rub her mound against me. "I haven't even kissed your beautiful butt yet," I said, and she shivered some more. "Why I haven't even had my tongue in your asshole yet Henny." Henrietta broke our kiss and stepped back from me. She kicked her tennis shoes off and then shucked her coverall. "Well get naked and get to work then whitey. You wanted this pussy so come on and get it." I just admired her body as it was revealed to me. Bountiful was the word to describe her. She was firmly muscled and it showed plainly, but it was beautiful. Her large breasts were capped with even darker areolae and nipples. The nipples were about the size of marbles. He ebony skin appeared to have goose bumps all over it and her small black bush just pointed out the way to her pussy. I could now see wetness gleaming just at the top of the inside of her generous thighs. I took my time kicking off my cowboy boots and shucking my T-shirt and jeans. "My God Jack, you murdering bastard. You done killed some poor black boy, stolt his dick and dyed it white!" I didn't say a word. I just stepped up to her and drew her close for some more kissing and rubbing. I held her to me and pressed my now naked flesh to hers. My dick was straight up between us and I could just feel her pubes pressing against the base of it. Her big titties were pressing their nipples against the hair on my chest as I ran my tongue as far down her throat as it would reach. I let my hands enjoy their first exploration of her naked ass cheeks. Her arms were around my neck and pulling me closer to her as we kissed. I broke our kiss and slapped Henrietta on one of her glorious ass cheeks. It was firm and the slap sounded loudly. "Get your ass in that bed Henny. I'm going to give you your first real fuck." She couldn't wait to comply. She was on the bed and on her back with her legs spread at once. "Henny, I think you're making me sick," I said. "What you mean sick?" she asked, with a look of concern on her face. "I can feel jungle fever taking me now," I said, and stroked my dick a time or two. She grinned at my racial joke and spread her pussy lips wide with a finger of each hand. "We's all pink on the inside massah," she said, and giggled. I fell between her legs and had my mouth on her gash in seconds. I started by pushing my tongue as far up her pussy as I could get it. Then I just licked everything I could reach. Henrietta was wriggling and squirming all over now and soon her hips were thrusting toward my face as her hands came down to guide me by the hair. I let her show me where she wanted the licking to go on. "God you do that good. Did Jasmine teach you to lick pussy?" she asked. "Jasmine didn't have time to do anything but lay back and take dick while I had it up her. I did all the teaching when were together." I shrugged off her guidance and put my puckered lips around her clitty. I sucked it and then rubbed my tongue rapidly across it. That was all for Henny. "Oh God. Oh God Dammit! That's it, you're doing it now, that's it Jack!" She clenched up and just trembled through her orgasm. I wet a finger in her pussy and put it up her ass to help her along as I just kept licking her clit. When she finally was through coming she just sank back limply onto her bed. I pushed her unresisting legs further apart and got to my knees between them. I lowered myself and put my dickhead between her black wet pussylips and against her inner pinkness. I pulled it up and down in her wet entrance just to get it good and slick, then put it in and pressed a little. She was tight and hot, very tight and very hot. I pulled back a little and pressed again getting nearly half my dick inside this time. "That thing feels like a pole going in. You're good though cause it ain't hurtin'. It just feels good and big. Real good and real big," she said, as she still lay limp. "Just relax and take you're fucking like a good girl. You can help out a little later if you get your strength back. Just remember we're still on the warm up. The real fucking won't even start until I get a nut and start over." "What ever you say is fine with me now. That was one of the best comes I've ever had. I think I already know what Jasmine sees in you." "I hate to argue Henny, but you don't even know the tip of it. I'll let you know when you're really mine for good." I had worked my dick all the way up her pussy now. It was hot, tight, and wet all the way up. I just started pumping for a come. If Henny could get one too I didn't mind, but I was doing this fuck for me. I did make sure to give her clit a little mash with my pubic bone every time I hit bottom, but it was my only concession to her pleasure. I made a feast of her tasty black nipples and titties. I licked and sucked on them in turn and finally just let all my weight on her and used my hands to play with them too. I liked watching my white hands squeeze her dark titties, and pinch, pull, and twist her big black nipples. It started getting real good to me soon and I noticed Henny was somewhat revived. She was pushing her pussy up for more now as I pumped her. Then she wrapped her beautiful strong legs around my waist and started really pulling me to her as I slammed it up in her. "That's it Jack. Fuck me baby. Oh, you motherfucker you. That's it, jab it up my black pussy. Agh! Agh! That's it now, that's good. Stick me with that white dick baby. Pump it up me. Agh!" I'll be damned if she didn't beat me to the finish. I thought I'd gotten a head start but she got off first. "Oh God Jack, you gonna shoot a baby up in me. I ain't on the pill or nothin'. I ain't been letting Steve fuck me none so I wasn't worried about it. It's about the right time too. Oh Gawd!" That did it for me. I just pumped what seemed like a quart of cream in Henny's clutching pussy. I kept on pounding to whip it to a lather too. It felt good and even when I was through shooting it in her I just kept pumping because it still felt good. My dick didn't even go down and I just kept fucking. Henny went limp again and her legs fell from around me. She asked if my dick didn't ever go down and I told her it was just staying hard in honor of our new baby. She gathered the strength to hug me with her arms then and kiss me. I laid my head on her neck and found the hollow of her throat with my lips and sucked a big hickey on her. "You marking me white boy? You gonna tell everybody you fucked my black ass ain't you?" "Every mother fucker who will listen. What did you expect? I'm gonna brag to them all and strut around like cock of the walk." "Tell anyone you want to. If you get any better at fucking I'm gonna be going around bragging you fucked me even when I told you not to," she said, and laughed. "You going to tell me not to anymore?" I asked, as I gave her a couple of hard thrust. "That ain't very likely. You showed me a good fucking by a man is the real stuff - when it's a real man. Jasmine was right." "You haven't even had a good fucking yet. That one was just to take the edge off me so I could concentrate on giving you a good one." "Well get to fucking then. You keep telling me about the good one I'm going to get later. If it's any better than the one you just gave me I'm ready for it." I pulled out of her and rolled her over onto her stomach. I told her I'd give it to her in a few minutes but I just had to lick her ass a little first. She just squealed and wiggled. I started kissing and licking her big buns and down in her crack. I had to spread her cheeks with my hands to get my tongue onto her asshole and she screamed when I did it. I rose up and slapped her solid ass cheeks a couple of times and asked her if she was going to be a good girl from now on. After she promised she would I put my mouth back to her ass and bit her cheeks a time or two, leaving bruises from the bite marks. This just set her on fire and she bucked and moaned. I pulled her hips up and placed myself in her entrance. I was able to slide it all the way up her pussy this time and she groaned like I was killing her. "Oh God, here comes that big dick again. God, I already love that thing. Fuck me some more baby. Just fuck the shit outta my black ass." I started the long strokes, bumping her cervix every time I hit bottom. She just moaned and whimpered and pushed back to me. I kept stroking but leaned over her back and got a hand on each of her titties. I squeezed them pretty hard and then took hold of her nipples with my thumb and fingers and twisted and pulled. I could feel her time was approaching so I put my lips to the back of her neck for a good sucking kiss and then I gave her a little bite too. She just screamed and I saw her try to reach for her own clit with her hand. I stopped her. "No you don't, Henny. I'm running this fuck. I'll let you come when I get ready. Just put your hands on the bed and brace yourself. It won't be long now." It was only about another minute of whimpering from her and I thought it was time. I really hated for it to be over since I had loved looking down at my white dick pumping in and out of her black pussy lips, I had more fish to fry though so I had to get this finished. I pushed my dickhead against her cervix and just started the little back and forth tiny pounding. I bracketed her clitty with two fingers and started to vibrate it. I kept it up for two minutes and felt her going limp. Surprisingly I felt close myself and as her pussy spasmed while she was fainting I pumped another load directly into her. I didn't think it would hurt anything and she finally just left for dreamland. When she collapsed, I fell forward onto her back, but I didn't pass out. I was spent however and it was nearly five minutes before I had the strength to stretch her out on the bed and pull a sheet up over us. I held her and cuddled as she was out. She came back to me about twenty minutes later and I knew at once it had worked again. Her love for me was shining in her eyes. I kissed her and cuddled her and told her she was mine now. I fondled her beautiful black ass some more and sucked on her chocolate nipples as she played in my hair with her hands and promised she would always be mine and would do what I told her to. I told her I had to go and tucked her in for the night. She said she'd be here if I needed some more pussy and then said she'd always be anywhere I wanted her. I'd spent a lot of time with Henrietta but I had enjoyed every second. I had six more to enjoy though and I got with it. I couldn't take as long with them as I had with Henny but I didn't really need to. I had come twice already and I was ready for hard use now. The others were fun too though. Juanita let it slip that Steve had only been fucking two of the pilots. Debbie wouldn't give him any and the other two didn't really like him but they knew somebody had to give him some pussy and they just took care of him for the others. She said none of them were on the pill except Andrea and Paula, the pilots that Steve had been fucking. I figured I would get a chance at least to get some more babies going. Just thinking of that got me to come in two more of them. Once, as I was finishing up my trick on Juanita and later on Angel, I felt like a proud papa whether I'd started any kids or not. After I finished all of Steve's women that wanted me that night I slipped in with Jasmine and Sharon who were sleeping in the same room. I celebrated their rescue of me with a really sound fuck for each of them. Well I did enjoy them myself, just a little. I woke at seven AM the next morning and strangely I felt great and horny. I tried to forget about it. Brenda landed about seven thirty and handed me a little bag with ten diamond rings in it, ten big diamonds. I put them in my pocket. We all had MREs for breakfast. I knew they were the best field rations the army had ever come up with, but they still weren't good even if they beat starving. It was all I could say in their defense. I had seven new women now. I gave all of them a good kissing and groping even though they weren't in the proper good morning uniform. As I finished with each new woman I reached into my pocket and drew out a ring for her. The smallest one was three and a half carats. I can tell you it didn't hurt their feelings one bit. I didn't have any doubts except about how I was going to keep up. I knew for sure I had to turn four more women. They were all pilots and I was going to turn them with or without their consent. If it didn't work on them I was going to kill them. It was as simple as that. I wasn't going to risk having pilots around who knew where we were and weren't cooperative. I might relent if Brenda told me she had a sound handle on the air defense system she'd found. I might not kill them then, but I would still hold them. We asked Henny about the F15 situation. She said there were twenty-two here ready to go. They were in great shape and could be armed in about an hour each. The only one armed had been Steve's and it had a flat tire now. She said they could fix it in less than an hour and a half maybe. I asked her to start arming the F15s, the best first. She wanted to know what I wanted on them and I told her to ask Brenda. Brenda talked it over with Henny and then Henny said they would get on it. Brenda and Helen both could fly F15s though neither considered herself a real combat ready pilot in one. The three of Steve's former women who were pilots were combat ready F15 pilots. They were the only three who hadn't been turned last night. I figured we could just ferry the F15s two at a time until we could do better. I called the house on the radio and got Janet and asked her to tell Frank we would probably have to wait until tomorrow to go shopping for the desks and chairs. Gloria took Jasmine and Sharon and the three pilots I hadn't turned back to the house. I told Jasmine to treat them cordially, but to put them each in one of the guest rooms. Gloria would just refuel and wait to bring Brenda and Helen here after they got the first two F15s to our place. I walked around just looking for a while. I went to where Henny and her crew were working on an F15. I asked her how much ordinance was here for the F15s. She said thousands of items. I asked her how the army usually moved it and she pointed to a large cargo aircraft. I ask her how much runway was needed to land one fully loaded. She didn't know but thought it was eight or nine thousand feet. When Brenda got here I asked her about whether the giant cargo plane could land on our strip and she said she didn't think so. There were some smaller cargo planes here though. It was only about sixty miles by air to our place and about ninety-five by truck. I decided we would be better off in the long run just gathering trailers and loading the stuff onto them. We would have storage for it all then. It would be better than loading it all onto the smaller cargo planes and then unloading them again at our end. Besides the fact we wouldn't have adequate storage near the airstrip for the material. Gloria had already left with Jasmine, Sharon, and the prisoners. The first two F15s were ready in another thirty minutes and Brenda and Helen left with them. They were back in a little over an hour and a half and two more F15s were ready. They lit them up and left again. It was a little over two hours before they were back again. Two more were ready and they left and made one more trip back. After they left I got Henny and the rest into the civilian helicopter, which Henny finally informed me, was a Sikorsky S76+ and Gloria took us home. We had gone from no fighters to eight in thirty-six hours. We had possession of six pilots that could fly them. Four of those claimed to be combat ready pilots. They also weren't loyal to me yet. I felt sure two would go willingly to their fate. I felt equally sure the other two would have to be dragged kicking and screaming. ------- Chapter 42 I figured if worse came to worst I could turn the two I thought could be cooperative, kill the two who weren't and let the two I turned train Helen, Brenda, and maybe Gloria. I could salvage my ethics that way. Then I started wondering if it was more ethical to kill the two pilots or rape them and let them live. Then I worried if I raped them and the trick didn't work I would have to kill them after all. This was getting me tangled up in my own head. I decided to just forget it for a while. I knew if it came down to it though our safety would outweigh my ethics. When we got home I found Johnny had vacated his downstairs bedroom. He told me later they had moved upstairs so I could keep all my women near me. I felt bad for a while and then realized it was probably for the best. It was still going to be crowded and even worse when the other four pilots were turned. We would have to work something out. I kept turning it over in my head and finally I had a thought. I rounded up Mike and told him the problem. He looked at all the bedrooms and then gave me his best solution. He said I should move into the pilot's bedroom since I probably would need to be alone sometimes. The pilot's bedroom could never be easily connected to the other downstairs bedrooms since there was a bathroom between it and the next room. Its other wall was common with the den. The end two bedrooms on that side only had a partition wall and some closet space between them. He could take it out and make the two bedrooms into one large one with closets and bathrooms on the end walls. They were there already and the closet space he would be taking out wasn't critical anyway. I asked if taking out the walls wouldn't weaken the structure of the house and he told me the whole house was built with more and stronger trusses than he'd ever seen or even heard of. He assured me we could take out every partition on the bottom floor and not even influence the structural strength of the house. He said our only real constraints were the plumbing lines in the slab. He explained we could do away with a plumbing fixture if we wanted to, but couldn't move anything very far if it had a drain. I thought we could live with that. The bedrooms on the back of the house would be even easier. All their bathrooms and closets were on the back wall of the house. They were between the pool and the bedrooms. The walls between these bedrooms were just simple partitions and could be removed to make it one big room. Mike estimated with the walls gone we could put six big beds in place of the three now occupying the space and he said we could put four beds in place of the two on the other side of the hall. He said if we took out the hall partitions and just left the pilot's bedroom which was to become mine, and one other bedroom we could take up all the rest of the space and might get another four or five beds in there. In other words, if I turned it into just my bedroom and a big barracks type room I could sleep as many as seventy women near me. He felt there would still be plenty of free floor space and closet space. He said I would end up with room for from fifty to seventy women with them sleeping five to each giant bed. He laughed at me then, but he knew it was probably possible. My mind was on overload now. Fifty to seventy women. Shit, just because I had room for them didn't mean I needed them. Where would I find more of the big beds? I didn't have a fucking clue so I went looking for Brenda. When I asked her she laughed at me too and told me we could pick them up anytime. She knew where the warehouse was. Grimes had bypassed retail dealers and had used a government procurement agent to obtain the beds. She said they would even have plenty of bedding to match what we already had. Grimes had made sure they would keep plenty before he used them in the first place. I didn't know if it was a good thing or not. I decided not to do a thing until I asked every one of my women separately what they thought of it. I just tracked them down one by one after I ate supper - I even asked the seven new ones. Each and every one of them thought it was a grand idea. I found Mike and asked him how long it would take for him to convert the two bedrooms to one. He said he could probably get it done tomorrow. He might need Johnny and a few of his women to help remove the wrecked out materials. I asked him to see if he could get it done tomorrow and he said he would. I took a night off tonight to sleep by myself, but I made sure all my women got a good night kiss. I found out the seven new ones had all been down to visit their three incarcerated mates and tell them what life here was going to be like. As I was kissing Henny goodnight she said she was sure two of the three would sue for dick tomorrow. The seven women I'd turned from Steve's band had to sleep upstairs tonight - it couldn't be helped. I was tired and I knew we had a lot of shit to get done tomorrow. I slept until eight am and then went out to get coffee. Nancy had it ready and my breakfast too. After a proper good morning kissing and groping she ate with me and teased me a little about going off and coming back with more women for myself. I teased her too and told her she would probably have her tongue on them before I got my dick in them again. She didn't argue. Jasmine and Henny came out together for coffee and breakfast next and I gave them a proper good morning and really enjoyed myself with Henny's jutting ass. It felt wonderful. I told Henny I wanted her to check out our airstrip and see what kind of use she could make out of the hangar as far as maintenance went and she said she would. I asked her if she could make it difficult for anyone else to take any of the planes from Sheppard. She told me unless they had a good jet mechanic there was no chance unless they took it off on a truck. She said she hadn't had to remove a very big part from the jet engines to keep the from firing up. She also said she'd made sure none of the planes at Sheppard could be flown off without a good mechanic spending some time with them. She said even Steve had been smart enough to think of the contingency. Brenda intended to spend most of her time today studying the information we'd found on the computer. Aimee was going to escort Beverly on her trip to fetch the chairs. Brenda told Beverly how to find the warehouse with the beds and bedding and Beverly had promised to bring back at least four full setups after fetching the chairs and desks. Mike and Johnny and all their women came in to eat next and when they finished Mike gathered his tools and then they took off to tend to the animals. Mike said he would start on the remodeling as soon as the bedrooms were vacant. I felt a little better now since it seemed things were getting done without me having to watch over them. Soon Frank and Bob and their women ate and loaded into the large sleeper of Beverly's truck. She headed out and Aimee got airborne to watch over them. I'd meant to ask Frank about connecting my system and setting it up in my study but forgot to. Maybe I could remember when he got back. I went in and read over Brenda's shoulder for a while. Shelly and Sarah came into my study later and wanted their morning feel up. I was happy to supply it. Shelly asked if it was all right for she and Sarah to get Henny and go visit the new women. They said they wanted to do a little procuring for me. I told them nothing would make me happier except a blowjob and I didn't have time for one now. They left to find Henny and I saw them pass back by in about thirty minutes leading her to the guest quarters. Shelly, Sarah, Henny, Andrea, and Paula came to my study door in about an hour. Shelly crooked her finger at me and told me Andrea and Paula wanted a test drive. Shelly told me she, Sarah, and Henny were going to go warm them up and I should come to see them in about thirty minutes. I decided to see if I could find the video feeds Nancy told me about. They were just a few clicks away on the guests quarters monitors. I found my bedroom and they were all five piled up in bed naked and licking each other everywhere. My dick was hard in seconds. I watched until it was time to go join them. Andrea was first. I walked into the bedroom and Shelly and Sarah got her in the doggie stance while Henny helped me off with my clothes and gave my dick a few licks for good luck. I got up behind Andrea's beautiful ass and slid into her. It took about fifteen minutes of stroking and then Shelly was vibrating the moaning woman's clitty. She switched off in just a few more seconds. Shelly and Sarah made her comfortable and started positioning Paula for her turn. Paula had seen Andrea's response to my dicking and she could hardly wait. She was wagging her beautiful ass at me in seconds. Her pussy was dripping when my dick entered and she went about the same way. Stick my dick up her, pump her pussy, wiggle her clitty, goodnight. I waited for them to come back and hugged and kissed on them as they woke. I petted them, told them how special they were to me, and gave them a big diamond ring. I don't know how it was possible, but I really did mean it. I did love them as soon as I saw the new light in their eyes. They were special to me, they all were. It was nine down now and two to go, but only Debbie anytime soon. I didn't want to try turning Melinda while her leg was broken. Not because I thought the fucking would hurt her - I was just afraid holding her down, as I was pretty sure we were going to have to, would hurt her, and possibly re-injure the leg. We all dressed and went in for an early lunch. We were finished eating by eleven. Brenda had even left the studying to eat with us. She said she needed to take a break form all the reading. Since we felt fine about the two new pilots now she thought we might as well get a few more planes from Sheppard. Helen fired up the Lear and took Henny and all her crew, Andrea, Paula, Gloria and Brenda to Sheppard. She said she was going to check Gloria out on the Lear during the trip and maybe they would go back up and let her practice some touch and go landings while Henny and the others were arming some planes. I asked her if it would be possible to get Roger started on it too and she said sure. She thought she should have thought of it herself and they added Roger to their trip. I asked Brenda and Henny if the F15s could be armed only for self-defense for the trip to make it go faster. Henny said she could load the cannons and put on a couple of air-to-air missiles in about twenty minutes. Brenda said she thought it would be safe enough for the short trip and we decided to try it. In two and a half hours the Lear was back followed by four F15s. They moved the F15s off the strip and left to return with four more in just over an hour. By nightfall we had all the F15s from Sheppard including Steve's former plane with its new front tire. We also had two of the small cargo planes. Henny told me they'd decided we could probably land the larger cargo planes here if they weren't loaded. I asked what use they would be to us. She said we could use them for storage space if nothing else and pointed out it was probably better if we had them than someone else. I agreed, but started wondering if we shouldn't see about moving to DFW. Mike did a good job on combining the two bedrooms and when I went in to check them out I couldn't really tell any difference except where the carpet had been mashed down by the partition wall being on it. Mike said he had never seen anyone put down the carpet first and then build the partition on it like that. He said it worked out to our advantage but he just hadn't seen it done before. I told him I was beginning to understand most of the things in this house hadn't been done before. He agreed and told me it was the most structurally sound private residence he had ever seen and it was actually built much stronger than many commercial buildings. Mike pointed out the exterior wall studding was of two by tens instead of two by fours. The studs were on twelve-inch centers instead of sixteen-inch centers. He also said we didn't have brick veneer for our outside walls, but they were actually four course brick walls. He told me it was why all the windows seemed so deeply seated in the wall from both inside and outside. I barely understood the significance of what he was telling me and he lost me completely when he started saying the door and window headers were laminated beams instead of just normal dimension lumber construction. I finally had to tell him he'd lost me and he just laughed and told me he didn't think a tornado could blow the house away if it touched down on it. Beverly and her crew had come back from their shopping and had already unloaded everything. They recruited some help and soon had the big desk and other furniture out of the second study and were assembling desk and the new chairs. They put the first of the Aeron's chairs they assembled into my study. I tried it out and it was like sitting on air or something. I'd never felt a chair so comfortable. They'd taken all the chairs they could find, ninety-seven of them in fact. I had a hard time believing I had just acquired over a hundred thousand dollars worth of chairs. I did like mine though. They'd selected some high tech looking desks. They were obviously expensive but did look a little odd in the study which had formerly been furnished with such comfortable opulence in mind. The new desks were smaller than I expected and they easily fit sixteen into the study. Things looked a little busy in there, but not really cramped. They were having a hard time trying to figure out what to do about all the wires and cables so I asked Mike about it to see if he had any ideas. He said he could pull the carpet back at the seams and lay out the wiring under the carpet padding. He needed help to move the desks around as he pulled the different sections of carpet back, but he said it would be simple otherwise. I noticed all the machines had conventional monitors and I knew they were taking up a lot of space. I asked Frank why they didn't just use Flat Panels and he said they were much too expensive before he realized what he'd said and laughed. I told him to plan on another shopping trip tomorrow or the next day. Henny and her girls were back now also and they started putting up the two new beds in the combined bedroom. They were excited to be on the ground floor now and decided there was room for yet another bed in the newly increased floor space so they put it up also. They did take about half an hour out to go visit Debbie in her gilded cage in the guest quarters and even went in to check on Melinda and were able to get her to talk a little. I'd told Jasmine to arrange things so the weapons and ammunition down in the basement and the two tunnel exits were securely locked and then give Debbie and Melinda the run of the rest of theguest quarters. Melinda's cast allowed her to get around on crutches. I was gaining confidence in our little operation here and Brenda was sure she could put the air defenses into operation tomorrow. We had twenty-two battle-ready F15s. Five of them were the F15 Ds which are two place so they can also serve as trainers. They would be invaluable. With just a little more training I felt Brenda and Helen would be able to fight the F15s. Henny and Angel hadn't had any formal training to fly helicopters, but both had been crew chiefs on Hueys in the past and had a fair amount of stick time. Helen said she could have them ready to fight in a Cobra or a Comanche in a month or two of spare time training. She said they could probably do a creditable job with the Sikorsky with three or four days practice. I told her to do her best to get them up to speed and to ask the others if they wanted to learn. I asked Helen if she minded trying to get to the place where she was mostly the flight instructor. She said she actually enjoyed it and would be happy to get to do more. She also told me Roger had shown amazing ability to adapt to the Lear. After my supper I sat in my new chair in my study and tried to get a handle on what was happening. I realized I now had a miniature air force including fighter jets and attack helicopters. All of Henny's crew could handle big trucks from their military training so I could muster a small trucking firm to transport food and materials. We were clearly able to defend ourselves now and could deal with groups such as the gang with impunity. I sought out Brenda and brought her to my study for her input. She agreed we now had a formidable force for defensive and offensive action if we found it necessary. I asked her if the new radar would be able to give us a heads up on who else might be flying what. "The radar system is even more complex than those the army used to command Patriot Battalions. We have seven radars scattered around the property where the army would have relied on one in a mobile installation. Our radar is set up to switch randomly to the different units for a few seconds and collate the data it gathers giving an observer a combined view of the area. We should be able to detect anything flying in Texas and with a little overlap onto the neighboring states." "How can we check for others flying in the US Brenda. We need to know if there is someone gathering a larger air force somewhere. We especially need to locate other flying capable groups and determine whether or not they are hostile." "I know Jack, and I think I know a way to do it. We need to get an E-2C Hawkeye. They are carrier-based planes. I'm sure you've seen pictures of the AWACs on TV, the big jets with the radar dome on top. The Hawkeye is a flying radar station also, similar to an AWACs. It just isn't meant to do the same job. It can do much more than just provide radar coverage, but that part of its capabilities are what we would be interested in now." "Well how would we get one off a carrier? We'd have to find a carrier first and then see if we could get aboard and fly one off wouldn't we?" "It probably wouldn't be as hard as it sounds to you Jack, but we can surely find one at an airbase somewhere. I think I remember all the carrier-based planes were flown to land based fields in the last days of the military. We probably just need to look around close to some ports. The Navy wasn't really too picky where it parked its carriers right at the last." "The quickest and most efficient way to locate one is probably for Andrea and Paula to take Helen and I in a couple of the F15Ds and start looking near the coast. We can get some training while we're at it that way. With their extra fuel tanks the F15s can do about three thousand miles round trip. We can look over a lot of territory that way." "You would go together wouldn't you? I'd want you to stay together in case you run into anyone hostile." "That will cut our searching in half, but I think you're right. We can search everything interesting within our fifteen hundred mile radius in just a few days anyway. It will probably be better if we stay together for protection." "How about tomorrow then? I like the thought of having a Hawkeye." "Sounds fine to me Jack. I'll tell the others," she said. "I have another idea for tomorrow too. I want to take everyone who doesn't have a full combat setup and plenty of fatigues down to Ft Hood and get them rigged out. Can Aimee and Gloria get us all down there?" "Probably not with as much protection as you'd want. We haven't been bothered any of the times we went down there, but it doesn't mean we won't be. If Roger could fly the Lear it would be simple but he isn't ready just yet. Why don't you let Gloria take nine in the Sikorsky and have Aimee escort her in a Cobra? They could gather up what they needed and load it onto a Chinook. Then they could take that group back and bring another one to do the same thing." "I guess it's the best way. Couldn't Roger take some down there in his plane also?" "I'd forgotten about it. He could bring himself and four more," Brenda said. "Let's get all the pilots in here and work it out then. I'd feel better if all of us had a proper outfit for armed combat, even if most of them have no training. I'm going to have to suggest to Jasmine she start giving small groups of them a few pointers." "She's ahead of you. She's already started training some. Mostly just your women who haven't had much training so far." We gathered up the pilots and set the agenda. Henny and her group would be first to go. Jasmine and Mike were going also. They filled the helicopter. Roger would take his plane and all his women. They would get what they needed and get it loaded into one of the Chinooks. Jasmine wanted to stay at Ft Hood while the relay was done. She could ride back in the Chinook when it was time for her to leave. We had tomorrow planned and were done with our meeting. ------- Chapter 43 It was creeping up on bedtime so we all dispersed. Henny hung back to talk to me and said Debbie had asked for me to come talk to her then Henny slapped me on the back and giggled. I laughed at her antics. I went down to the guest quarters and entered Debbie's room. She was polite but appeared a little nervous. She finally told me she had decided to ask me to let her join our group. She asked me point blank if she would be required to pay her way with sex and she asked if she would have to have sex with all the men or only me. I decided to be completely honest with her. "Debbie, I'm sure you won't believe me, but I really wish I didn't think it had to be this way. I have to tell you all my women agree it's necessary, for our protection and partially for yours. "You would only have to have sex with me once and if you weren't a pilot you wouldn't even be required to do that. You are a beautiful and desirable woman, but that isn't why I insist you have sex with me. I'll tell you the real reason, but only after you agree to join us and to have sex." I could tell she didn't think I was telling the truth, but it didn't really bother me. I knew I was telling the truth and it was what mattered to me. I didn't tell her she was going to have sex with me whether she agreed or not, but I didn't really consider holding back information to be lying. "Let me get this straight. You want to fuck me because I'm a pilot and you're only going to do it once?" Debbie asked. "That's correct. It's only because you're a trained combat pilot who can fly jets, and I will only require you do it once. If we ever do it again it will be your choice." "Don't count on me asking for more," she said, and she was rather snotty about it. "I'm not. Once is all I require. Do we have an agreement?" I asked. "What about the other things you're going to tell me?" "I will only tell you after you agree and there will be no backing out after you hear the rest. I will tell you it doesn't involve anything kinky, for want of a better description. I will want to have sex with you in the doggie position unless that is completely repugnant to you." "Men are mostly repugnant to me. It isn't just you. I will prefer the doggie position since it will make it seem more anonymous. Yes, I agree to it if those are honestly your terms," she said, in a businesslike manner. "Debbie, after sex with me you will be a changed woman. I don't know how it works, I just know it does. You will be completely loyal to me and you will probably find you are in love with me." Debbie just broke into gales of laughter. She was gasping for breath in a few seconds and tears were streaming down her face. She couldn't stop laughing and it was embarrassing for me. I knew how it must have sounded to her and I also knew she didn't believe a word of it. If it could have helped anything I would have had some of the others come down and explain it more convincingly, but it wouldn't make any difference now. Now that she knew my most closely guarded secret I was going to use it on her. Debbie noticed I didn't get angry or even blush at her laughter. It still took her three or four more minutes to settle down. "I can see now why you didn't even break a sweat when Steve was holding you captive. I can tell you are really something special. I even slightly admire you and I usually hate men as a reflex action, but I don't really hate you anymore. "I will say you must have the biggest set of balls I have ever run across. You admitted my piloting skill made you nervous even though you've never seen me fly. You are holding me captive because of my skills and because you don't know whether I can be trusted. Now you are ready to fuck me, turn me loose, and give me an airplane. You mean you really have that much confidence in your dick?" she asked, obviously unbelieving. It was my turn to laugh now. I knew it was the truth but it did sound ridiculous. "Yes I do Debbie, yes I do. Not only that, but you will too in the morning. You don't have to worry I'll be brainwashing you or anything like that either. You will still remember everything and exactly how you felt about men and me in the morning. You just won't feel that way about me anymore. I don't care if you still hate all other men. I won't be sharing you with any others." Debbie looked at me then shook her head and smiled. "Do you want to be alone for this or would you like some other women to be there with you?" I asked, hoping I could get Shelly and Sarah in on this. "I like to be with other women, but I think I'll just let you sink or swim on your own this time," Debbie said. "Are you ready then?" "If I have to I have to," she said, and rose as I did. We walked out of the guest bedroom. Julia and Amber were just exiting the elevator as we approached since they had come down to check on Debbie and Melinda. I asked them to start bringing Debbie's things up to the main floor after they had taken care of Melinda. They just grinned and then they surprised Debbie by lining up to give her a thorough kissing and a few little squeezes on her ass. When they finished their welcoming they told me they'd bring all her things up shortly. "What was that all about?" Debbie asked. "I think they were just happily welcoming you into the fold." "You mean you've given them a super fucking too?" she asked. "Of course. Didn't you look at them? How could I refuse when they asked so politely?" She didn't say anything else. She just followed me to my new bedroom. I closed the door behind us as we entered and turned to Debbie to take her in my arms. I put my lips on hers and kissed her. She parted her lips and let my tongue in and we played a while. I felt her body and had to get my hands on her titties and when I slid the zipper of her flight coveralls to the bottom it gave me my normal charge from the sound. I broke the kiss for a minute and nibbled the hollow of her throat. "I'll have to say I didn't expect any foreplay. I thought you'd just bend me over and put it to me," Debbie said. I nibbled her ears and then whispered into them. I told her it wouldn't be any fun for either of us. "I thought this was just an initiation type of thing. I didn't know I was supposed to have fun. I thought I just had to endure it. If you expect me to get off you might as well give up now. I've never had an orgasm from a man," she said. "Then you have a big surprise coming. You aren't just going to have an orgasm. You are about to come so hard it will be a life changing experience." "I think you actually believe that. Do you really think you're God's gift to women?" she asked. "I thought the way the sickness treated religious leaders had pretty much settled God's hash." I was a little tired of talking to the non-believer in front of me and I decided to just go ahead and show her the light. I pushed the coverall off her shoulders and admired her beautiful titties. I peeled it down off her hips and saw her sparse bush was an exact match for the blonde hair on her head. Her pussy was small and not even puffy yet. I knew I was going to have to really concentrate on her and give her my best effort. I knelt and unlaced her boots and removed them and her socks. I tugged her coveralls and panties off and she stepped out of them. I kissed my way back up to suck on first one nipple and then the other. She was unresisting but a non-participant. I was standing again now and I stepped back and removed my clothes. My dick was hard and standing straight out. She couldn't help herself and looked even though I knew she hadn't wanted too. She commented on my size and said she'd been right about my balls being enormous. I just tried to ignore her banter as I moved her to the bed. Soon she was lying on her back with her head on the pillows. I took hold of her feet and spread her legs. I could see her tense just a little and then resign her self to what was to come. I started at her feet and slowly kissed my way partially up one leg and then repeated it on the other. I took my time and it was nearly ten minutes before my kisses and little suckings reached her pussy lips. I was surprised to find she had actually lubricated a little. She seemed surprised herself and commented that I was in fact better than she'd expected. She swore no man had ever even had her wet. I took my time and teased her pussy lips and they got even wetter as I chased some of the seeping liquid down over her perineum and to her anus where I spent a little time licking and probing with my tongue tip. She actually spread her legs farther on her own and soon rocked her hips up trying to give me better access to her rosebud. She remained silent, but I could feel her buttocks alternately tensing and releasing and it seemed like she was trying to keep her hips still but actually wasn't able to. I abandoned her asshole and licked back up to her pussy lips, tracing their outline with my tongue tip and wiggling it between her labia. She was respectably wet now and my licking was making her wetter. She gave up trying to be still and pushed her pussy to my tongue seeking greater contact. Here pussy was a pleasure to lick and her taste was light and intriguing. Her vulva, perineum, and asshole were naturally hairless. Everything down here was small and tidy and it was just fun to eat her pussy. Her hip movements became more urgent and her hands dropped to rest on my head and push me to her. I thought she was close so I surprised her by puckering up and putting my mouth around her clit and sucking. In a few seconds I lashed it with my tongue tip and she exploded. I wet a finger in her pussy as her first spasm hit her and then slid it up her ass during the next one. "Oh moth-a-fucker! I can't believe you made me come! Damn!" she said, yelling it. I just kept tonguing her clit and fingerfucking her asshole as she bucked her hips and cursed. She settled down in a bit and lay gasping for breath. "You're somebody's gift. When I came in here I considered this just a rape with manners. I'll tell you now you've shown some salesmanship, as the old joke goes. I don't think I'd let you back out now if you wanted to. I doubt I'm going to like it, but I damn sure want to see for myself now." I moved back up and kissed her lips some more. She was much more responsive now and she hugged me to her as her hands played in my hair. "So I'm not such a bastard after all?" I asked. "I'll have to admit you are a complete surprise to me. If you don't get anything else out of this, and I don't think you will, you can at least know you made a confirmed lesbian think she might be a little bi." I couldn't help ragging on her a little now. She had been so sure of herself before I had to rub it in a little. "You know Debbie, just because you'll be in love with me in the morning doesn't mean you have to give up women, you just can't be with other men. From the way you've been talking that probably won't hurt your feelings any," I said. "It's no use trying to give me the hard sell Jack, you just aren't going to be able to top this. It just isn't in the cards," she said, meaning it. I stopped talking and went back to kissing. I kissed back down to her breast and teased her nipples more gently than before and spent much more time on them. I lay a hand over her pussy and just barely stroked her vulva with my fingertips. She was rocking her hips up to my hand again and her hands had returned to my hair. I stopped and rolled her over to tease and worry her from the back of her neck down to her asscrack. I licked and nibbled and even bit her lovely globes and she was now pushing her pussy into the mattress for stimulation. I moved around, got between her legs, and lifted her hips until her ass was in the air and I could get my dick into her pussy from behind. I swiped my cock knob between her dripping lips, then placed it and pushed into her slowly. She was amazingly tight. I knew there hadn't been many dicks up her pussy. No big ones at all probably. She confirmed this, telling me the last dick she'd had in there had been when she was fourteen and didn't know any better. It took several minutes of small, ever advancing strokes for me to gain complete penetration without making her uncomfortable. When I had, I could feel my dickhead was poking at her cervix. I fucked her shallowly for a while as I built up her wetness. Soon I was able to begin the long slow rhythm that would change her life. I was drawing it back until just the tip of my dick was in her and then pushing it back up her pussy all the way. I couldn't see a clock, but I'd guess it was nearly thirty minutes of long dicking before I knew she was ready. She had been moaning and growling for a while now and her pitch kept getting higher as she got louder. I shoved it in all the way against her cervix and my fingers found her clit a second later. I wiggled it as fast as I could. Debbie howled and screamed, but nothing that made any sense. Finally she shivered and shook for nearly two minutes and then sank into a limp mass. I stretched her out and pulled a sheet up over us and cuddled her with my arm around her. She was out for over an hour. When she woke I was waiting and as soon as she opened her eyes I kissed her and her arms flew around my neck as she hugged me to her fiercely. She broke the kiss shortly. "Well you damned sure did it. I thought you were just trying to blow smoke up my ass and you meant every word of it, didn't you?" she asked, almost accusing me. "I have found honesty to be the best policy most of the time." "Especially when there isn't a chance in hell your honesty will be believed," she said, and laughed. I kissed her some more and grabbed her ring I'd put in the bed after she'd gone out. I broke the kiss again and put it on her finger. Her eyes got misty and she hugged and kissed me again. "If I'd known you were going to give me a rock like this I'd have let you fuck me up at Sheppard," she said, giggling. "Nothing is too good for my women." We kissed and snuggled a while longer. She was one of us now and I told her what was planned for tomorrow. I asked her if she could help anywhere and she said she could fly the Lear and we could get as many down to Ft Hood as we needed too. The Lear could carry twenty-four passengers. I told her thanks and then kissed her a little while longer and we went to sleep. I slipped out of bed without waking Debbie the next morning. Nancy was grinning, with coffee ready and breakfast on the way. Susan came out in just a minute to help since it would be an early morning for us. I gave them both their kisses and gropes and then they started in on me about murdering that poor pilot last night. Her screaming had roused everyone and some had bet I'd pulled out too far and shoved it back up the wrong hole without warning. I told them I would have been screaming too if it had happened and we all had a laugh. Debbie came in then and she was in uniform, though I didn't know who'd told her. I kissed and groped her soundly and then Nancy and Susan did too. She was panting by the time they were through with her. All the rest of my girls arrived in ones and twos and got what they'd come to expect. Nancy and Susan had them fed promptly also. We all went back to our rooms to dress. Henny took Debbie to give her a choice of the available beds and soon all were out and preparing for their day's missions. The thirty-seven souls bound for Ft Hood left first. The two F15s got up next. They stayed fairly near until the Ft Hood group was on the ground. Then the F15s took off looking for a Hawkeye. I stayed at the house in my study trying to decide what we needed to do next. I just let my mind wander and it actually didn't hit on an emergency for once. The Lear was back with a load in about three hours. The few who still needed to go down to Ft Hood boarded and it left again. Henny and her crew had stayed to help find and load things. There would be two Chinooks coming back. Andrea and Paula would be dropping Brenda and Helen off at Ft Hood to fly the other one back. They had spotted four Hawkeyes today and would be discussing which one I thought they needed to get. Everyone was home and fed by eight pm. I went to my study with the Pilots, Henny's crew, and Jasmine. Brenda told me there were two Hawkeyes at Barksdale. She said there were also hundreds of other planes she knew hadn't been stationed there normally. Barksdale must have been one of the central locations which had been mentioned near the end. I asked her if it wasn't the closest place we could get the Hawkeyes and she said it was, but she reminded me the gang was there. I told her we would just make sure the gang left or died. This cheered Jasmine immensely. We decided to take a Cobra and the Sikorsky. We would let Debbie fly cover in case any other jets popped up. Andrea, Paula, Brenda, and Helen would ferry the Hawkeyes and a couple of A10s. Jasmine was coming loaded for bear. Henny's crew would also prepare for ground combat just in case. After we secured the area they could make sure the planes were ready to fly. Gloria brought Jasmine, Henny, Maria, Juanita, and all the ferry pilots except Helen. Helen and Roger were bringing the Lear with the rest of Henny's crew. Sharon stayed home to watch the fort. Debbie and Helen were already circling at about ten thousand feet when Aimee and I, in the Cobra, started flying over the base looking for the gang's men. We spotted two gaping at us from a little hut and I assumed they had been using it as a guard post. Aimee swooped in on them and started moving the front mounted Gatling gun around menacingly. They shot their hands into the air at once. They thought better of that quickly and lay face down on the tarmac. We called Gloria and she set down and discharged the armed women. Once they had secured the area Aimee set down to let me out and then went back up. ------- Chapter 44 John and Jimbo were only too happy to spill their guts. They had joined Jake when he was doing better. The one I'd shot in the leg the other day had died since they didn't have a real doctor. The other one had taken his women and left in the night. The gang now had seven men and forty-three women. John told us thirteen of the women were unassigned. Keeping a two man guard at the airbase was a big piss off for most of the men. Jake wouldn't let them keep any women here and they had to stay for a forty-eight hour shift. They complained Jake had gotten more and more bossy as time went on and as things didn't seem to be going his way. These two said they were fed up with him and they knew at least three more were also. Jake would be coming with their replacements in about an hour. I told Jasmine to find out where and when exactly Jake would be arriving and to take care of him and the others if they weren't cooperative. I signaled Aimee and she picked me up. On the radio I told Helen to go ahead and land the Lear but to keep it out of sight of the entrance. They could then see if the Hawkeyes were ready to fly and try to locate a couple of A10s we could use. Aimee took me nearly straight up. We were looking for Jake and we spotted him in one of the humvees with a machine gun. Aimee pulled us back and then got low and approached the airfield again hiding the Cobra behind the numerous planes. Jake and his men found the gate they intended to enter closed. A man got out with an M16 and walked over to open it. Jasmine must have said something to him because he stopped. We had seen where Jasmine and the others were hiding but I knew Jake wouldn't be able to. I told Aimee to let him see us and to approach ready to deal with the humvee. I'm sure it looked impressive as the Cobra leapt from behind a B52 and seemed to just charge the thousand yards between our hiding place and the humvee in about five seconds. The man that had gone to open the gate threw his M16 and hit the ground on his face. The driver bailed and hit the ground on his face also. We could tell there was someone still in the humvee; but they didn't move at all. This didn't suit Jasmine and I saw her launch a grenade. It bounced under the humvee and made a mess of it. I don't know how the driver escaped a wound, because he hadn't gotten very far from the humvee when he bailed out on his face, but he did. Jake had remained in the humvee but had been thrown out as it flipped over. He was banged up but not seriously wounded. Jasmine and the others showed themselves now and secured the three men with handcuffs behind their back. I had Aimee let me out close to them and then told her to go up and keep a watch. I had my M4, Glock, and the 44 Magnum and I figured Jasmine and I could keep a lid on these three now, so I told Henny and her girls to see to the planes so they left. Jake's head must have been clearing by now. He shouted for us to leave the planes alone because they belonged to him. I decided to give him about five more minutes for his brain to quit rattling. Henny and her crew hadn't paid any attention to him. Jake warned us when he didn't return on schedule his reinforcements would be coming for him. "I hope so Jake. That way we can kill them here and not have to fly across town. The other two started to whimper. Jake just kept ranting so I asked Jasmine if she wanted to do him or if she wanted me to. She let him have three rounds from her M4 and he was quiet from then on. I asked the driver if they had any vehicle which could carry everyone at the compound. He said they had a couple of school busses so I released him and told him to find a car and go back. He was to tell the two men there to let the women bind their hands behind their backs, including him. They were then to have all the women get into the school busses without firearms and tell them to come here. The men were to stay in the compound on their faces on the ground. I told him I would be following in the helicopter and watching him. I told Jasmine to release the cuffs and let him go and after he left I signaled Aimee to come get me. She did and we tracked the driver as he found a pickup with the keys in it and headed back to their compound. They were located in what had been a Sheriff's station which had a tall hurricane fence around it. He made it in about fifteen minutes and we could see him talking to two armed men. When they saw the Cobra approaching they laid down their arms and lay face down on the ground. The driver yelled some instructions to a woman and soon three women came out with some ropes and tied the men's hands behind them. The women all came out then and boarded two school buses. They started them up and headed for the airbase. Aimee and I landed inside the compound. I checked the men's bindings and they all looked good and tight so I had Aimee call Gloria over to pick them up. She arrived in ten minutes and I had the three men enter the Sikorsky. Jasmine had come with Gloria and she kept a weapon trained on them for their short flight. Gloria lifted off to take them to the airbase and Aimee and I followed. When we got back Aimee and Gloria set down. I had Jasmine find some offices and we locked each man in a separate one. I gathered all the women in a hangar and had a talk with them. "The gang is disbanded. They have crossed me twice and that's one time too many. Were any of you women being held against your will?" I asked. It looked like about fifteen or twenty raised their hands. I told them to move apart from the others and a little away from them. There were eighteen in the group. I asked for Jake's former women to move over with them. Only two moved this time. I suspected Jake had been occupying a few women that weren't inclined to be with him of their own free will. We are taking the men with us. They will be held as prisoners until I either decide they can join us or get rid of them. All of you women are welcome to join us. You will not be required to pay for your safety and care with sex. If you have sex with anyone it will be your choice. Nothing will be required of you. We have room for all and plenty of food and protection. You will be required to come with us, but if you don't want to stay we will give you food, weapons, ammunition and supplies and take you anywhere in Texas, Louisiana, Arkansas, Oklahoma, or New Mexico you want to go. I know I took you away from your belongings. You will be allowed to return and pack. You will need to stay there tonight while I make arrangements for your transportation. I let them get back on the busses and go back to their compound. If any of them wanted to run away I didn't care. I wasn't letting the men loose though. I went to talk to the men one at a time. All but two seemed decent enough. The two were surly and uncooperative telling me they would find a way to get me back later so I shot them. I figured it would make it harder for them to find a way to bother me again, in this life anyway. Fucking around with the gang had thrown our schedule off. Roger had managed to get the Lear back to pick up the four pilots though and they were all already headed back with A10s. I asked Henny how long it would take her to disable all the aircraft we didn't take. She estimated two days. I called Roger who was on his way back to the house and asked him to bring a couple of hundred MREs when he returned to Barksdale. I asked Henny to try and ready enough planes for six pilots per trip now. Brenda and Andrea had already made a tentative list of the ones we wanted first. I called Roger again and ask him to wait for Debbie to land and bring her back also. I then ask Debbie to go back home and return for ferrying. We unloaded the MREs when Roger got back and let the pilots go ahead and take off for home. They got this trip and two more in before they stopped at home for the night. Jasmine, Henny's crew, and I stayed the night. We took the four remaining gang men an MRE and a jug of water each. They wanted to know what I was going to do with them. I told them to let me do the thinking unless they wanted to join Jake and the other two. This changed their mood fast. Roger and the six pilots were back and on the ground the next morning at seven am. Six planes were ready and the girls left with them right away. I asked a couple of them to bring a Chinook back. Aimee and I flew over to the compound where I talked to the women and told them a large helicopter would be landing and they should load their personal belongings on it. I told them they were free to bring their weapons with them. One of them spoke up and told me Jake hadn't allowed the women to have weapons. I assured them they would all be getting weapons of their own in a day or two and there would be training in using them if they wanted it. I asked for a count of them and it was forty-three. None had slipped away in the night. I did tell them not to worry about bringing any food unless it was something they particularly liked and they thought it wouldn't be available near Dallas or Ft Worth. I told them we had plenty. Gloria and Helen set the Chinook down in the compound about an hour later. They took a look at the things the women had ready to load and said the Chinook could carry it in one load. They headed back to Barksdale in the pickup the driver had used yesterday. Aimee and I got up and followed them. Roger had already brought Andrea, Brenda, Debbie and Paula back and they had all left with planes. Gloria and Helen left in a couple of A10s. Roger and the others were waiting on them. We got four more six plane ferries that day. Roger brought Helen, Gloria, and Brenda back. Gloria, Helen and Brenda took the Sikorsky to the compound and Aimee and I followed in the Cobra. The women had all their things loaded in the Chinook. We could take twenty-five of them back in the Lear as Roger would be the only pilot in it. One of them could sit up front with him. Gloria could take nine for the same reason. That left nine and Brenda said the Chinook was loaded lightly and they could ride in it if any of them wanted to. We had no trouble getting nine volunteers to rough it in the Chinook. They climbed aboard and Brenda and Helen headed for home in the Chinook. Nine more boarded the Sikorsky and Gloria left with them also. The twenty-five wo were left piled into a school bus and headed for Barksdale. Aimee and I followed them in the Cobra. When they got there and Aimee and I set down we got them herded into the Lear. Roger headed home with them. Jasmine had spent some of the day giving Sharon instructions in some cryptic code they had worked out. She had to be up in a helicopter to get contact and she had been forced to just get what she wanted to tell Sharon worked out and then grab a pilot to take her up to talk between ferries. She had worked it out though and she told Sharon how to handle the incoming mass of new people. Henny and her crew, Aimee, Jasmine and I were staying the night again. Henny thought she could have most of the planes disabled by dark tomorrow. I asked her if it took longer to disable the planes or to get them ready to fly. She told me getting them ready to fly didn't take long but arming them, even lightly for self-defense took significantly longer. I asked her to just make sure one out of six was fairly well armed and told her we would try it with just one armed plane in a flight. After all, Roger had been coming back unarmed each time. We would talk to the pilots tomorrow when they got here and make sure they were comfortable with this scheme. Henny and her girls had also spent some time today scrounging for portable light plants and fueling them. They worked until ten-thirty on the planes. I tried to help and learn all I could about it, as did Jasmine and Aimee. When Roger got back with the pilots the next morning we found out we had another problem. We were running short of places to park airplanes. There was plenty of space but much of it was just too soft for the planes to taxi on. Henny said we could take a couple of tow-start tractors designed for moving the planes around on the ground, but I took one look at them and told her they wouldn't do any better on the soft ground than the planes had. She asked if any of the tractors we had at the farm could do it. She could attach the towing apparatus to one of the tractors if I thought one could do the pulling. I told her they might and then I thought of the giant loader on a truck at Rip-Off's. I told Henny to just get a few of the tow bars to take with us and we would find a way. I asked Roger to bring Beverly back with him next trip and I asked Brenda to bring a Comanche back on the return. Brenda was back with the Comanche about thirty minutes after Roger landed and let Beverly and the other pilots out. Beverly had figured she and I were going to be doing some trucking and she'd brought a couple of the walkie-talkies that could talk to the helicopters. Aimee hauled me while Brenda hauled Beverly and we flew to Rip-Off's. Aimee let me out and went back to Barksdale. Brenda set down and just stayed down until Beverly and I were ready to pull out. Then she got back up to watch for trouble. I drove the heavy hauler with the big loader on it and Beverly drove the truck with its tires, wheels, bucket and ROPS. We got back home in about three hours. I got visual confirmation of the problem as I drove up in the heavy haul truck. There were airplanes everywhere. It was apparent we had plenty of space for them if we could get them parked where we wanted them. We even had room to park many more like they'd been doing but it was so crowded it was going to be hard to get around. Beverly parked the truck with the tires, wheels, ROPS, and bucket and I parked the big heavy haul with the loader. Brenda set the Comanche down nearby. I got out of the truck and it hit me I had no idea how to get the loader off the trailer. Mike came out then. He took one look at the loader and then looked at me, and the look I was giving the loader. "You don't know how to get the big bastard off do you?" he asked, laughing. "Not a fucking clue." "Well if it was female you could just wave your dick at it and it would follow you anywhere but since it's not why don't you let me handle this. You need to get me a big track hoe or a cherry picker or something to put the wheels on it though," He told me, still chuckling. Well shit, there had been a good-sized track hoe at Rip-Off's too, and then I remembered the ranch style beans. I thanked Brenda and Mike and told him I'd try to get the track hoe tomorrow. Brenda fueled and then picked me back up and we went back to Barksdale. The pilots were just leaving with the last ferry. Henny told me all the other planes were disabled and the pilots had told her most of them would be a tight squeeze landing on our strip. I told her we needed a good night's sleep tonight because she, her crew, and me were going to do a little trucking tomorrow. She gave me a look and I just traded a smile for it. I asked Brenda to return in the Sikorsky tomorrow and then kissed her goodbye. We all had an MRE supper and then I took some time to interview the four men again. I talked with them separately and told them how it would be if I let them join my group. I had a good feeling about all of them but Jimbo. I could tell Jimbo had a nimble mind like all the others. I felt the situation with the women was going to be a challenge for him though. Jimbo had liked having women assigned to him whether or not they liked it. He didn't say so, but one of the others told me Jimbo had a thing for young women and girls. I started to just go ahead and kill him before I even took him back. He promised he would abide by the rules though. I hated to just shoot him because I thought he might cause trouble. I decided to just take them all back and keep an eye on them for a while. I discussed it with Jasmine and she promised to help keep an eye on them, especially Jimbo. Brenda was back in the morning and set down at seven am. Henny's crew and I got in and I told her to drop us off at Rip-Off's and then go fetch Jasmine and the prisoners and take them home. She wasn't worried about flying back with no escort so Aimee and the cobra stayed with us. Henny, her crew, and I looked through every truck there. We were taking the track hoe of course. It was hooked to a shitty looking tractor and so we found a big Kenworth pulling an empty dry van and swapped. The big dozer had a nearly new Pete pulling it so it was good to go. We also found two straight trucks of Ranch Style Beans in the parking lot. They both had Kenworth tractors with less than fifty thousand miles so we put them in the ready to go spot. Henny told me she thought Ranch Style Beans were made in Ft Worth. If she were right I was going to try to find the place and save it for posterity. We found another heavy haul tuck with a big brand new cherry picker on it. Henny said it was always nice to have a cherry picker around and so we pulled it out to the ready spot. We found a truck with Ocean Spray juices, another with a load of flower and finally a load of paper towels. There were other good loads here but these seemed to be a good selection of things we could use and so we headed out. We were home by one pm and I went directly into the house to see if anyone had missed me. I was warmly received. Jasmine already had the four men locked up in the guest quarters. The new women were shoe horned in everywhere. I realized I didn't even have a good count of how many we were now. I could try to get that squared away tonight, maybe. Susan came and gave me a toe curling welcome and a really big surprise. I was officially going to be a daddy soon. I was shocked even though I had wanted it. We just snuck off to a couch in my study and did a little necking. Then she hit me with the bad news. She had been able to get some more kitchen help and she had gotten by, but the additional people were just too many to cook for in the current kitchen for very long. She thought we needed a separate kitchen and dinning hall. She felt we should all eat in it though and not divide into two separate groups for meals. She was afraid it would lead to some people feeling they were being slighted. I agreed completely and decided to ask Mike how we could get it done. Susan had to go back to the kitchen then and ride heard on her staff. Jasmine wandered in and I signaled her to come sit on the couch with me. I did a little more necking and then we talked about our new situation. She made a suggestion about the four men we had in the guest rooms. I told her I thought it was a good one and she left to get it started. Jasmine was going to try to gather all the new women and ask if any of them wanted to visit the men. We knew form the interviews five women had been with John. Three he'd brought to the gang with him and two Jake had assigned to him. All five wanted to visit John and asked if they could stay with him in the guest quarters. In fact all the men in the guest quarters, except Jimbo, had all their women ask to stay with them, even the women Jake had assigned to them. None of the women wanted to even visit Jimbo. Not even the two he had brought to the gang with him. This didn't look good for Jimbo. I thought I should go ahead and just kill him and be done with it. I don't know why I couldn't bring myself to. I told Jasmine to let the women stay with their men if they wanted to. I also told her if nothing came up we would turn all the men loose tomorrow and just keep a watch on them, especially Jimbo. I started trying to count warm bodies in my head. We were now one hundred and three, God what a crowd. No wonder Susan was having trouble feeding them. I went back outside where Mike was trying to get the giant loader off the trailer so he could put the wheels and tires on it. He looked like he had a spare minute so I asked him what we could do about a kitchen and cafeteria solution. ------- Chapter 45 "I've already figured the easiest way out for us. The beauty is it doesn't have to be permanent. If we grow larger we can just build a dedicated building for a cafeteria. "We can put up a restaurant type kitchen in the garage. There's plenty of room and I can put the cooking area on a raised floor to accommodate all the wiring and plumbing. Then if we build a permanent cafeteria later we can just take it all out. "The garage is already heated and cooled so there would be no problem there. I know where to get everything we need including cooking equipment. I just need to take a truck and do some shopping," Mike said. "I'll see if I can get one of the pilots to escort you tomorrow and you can take your pick of the empty trucks," I said. "I'll just take mine. I'm more familiar with it." "Would you like for me to let Beverly drive you? She can back up to a dock fairly well if you think you'll need to." "That would be a help. If she has time, it will help if she can take a tractor with a big sleeper on it. I can take my women and they can help me with the loading." "I'm sure she can spare a little time for the extra convenience of having a new larger place to eat." Mike went back to his unloading then. I tracked down Beverly and she said she'd be happy to drive him. I found Aimee and she was also glad to help. That settled, I went back to my study to try and figure out what we would do about sleeping arrangements. There were ten bedrooms upstairs. They weren't as large as the bedrooms downstairs, but they were large enough for the big beds and in fact they already had the big beds in them. It would give us enough space to sleep fifty people upstairs. Of course there weren't actually that many vacancies. Roger and his women occupied a room. Mike and his women occupied two bedrooms. George and his women occupied a room. Johnny needed two bedrooms for himself and his women. It would be crowded but we could put two of the big beds in one room and his whole band could fit in it. I wasn't going to do that to Johnny. He had already given up a bedroom downstairs and I wouldn't ask him to make any further sacrifices. It left four empty bedrooms upstairs. They would sleep twenty women. The guest quarter's bedrooms were actually a little larger than the upstairs bedrooms. Their main disadvantage was the elevator for coming and going. There were sixteen bedrooms down there. Five of them were holding detainees and four had been emptied for storage and another held the things which had been removed from them. It left six empty bedrooms and they could sleep thirty in all. With three of the men having their women with them we would have enough room and just a little left over. We were fixed for now. Supper was in progress and I found a seat and a plate and then Susan came over to talk to me. I asked what she thought of Mike's plan and she liked it. When she found out he was going to gather the equipment tomorrow she asked if she could go along. I told her she was welcome to go and might be able to help Mike decide what to bring. Jasmine came over where I was seated and wanted to talk to me in my study after I finished eating. I was through and so we headed there. When we got there we sat on a couch and I just had to have a little sugar. We didn't get too carried away and after a few minutes Jasmine told me she had some news about some of the new women. She said they had kept it from Jake. Twelve of them were former military. Two had been specialist crewmen from Hawkeyes and one had been a KC-10 tanker pilot while two were jet mechanics. Four could fly F16s and other fighters and three were security personnel. None of the actual former military women had told Jasmine their secret, but they had revealed themselves to another woman who told all to Jasmine. She didn't know if there were other former military among the rest of the women. This information worried me somewhat. Whether and how to let the women know we were on to their secret was tops on my list. We definitely needed their skills and I would not be letting any pilots leave if I could stop them. Jasmine also told me a woman claiming to be Jake's main woman wanted to become one of my women and had ask Jasmine about it. I told Jasmine I wasn't interested and she asked me to reconsider. Jasmine said the woman was young and beautiful and said if I didn't turn her to secure absolute control over her we could have trouble out of her. Jasmine thought Clair was extremely intelligent, but thought she suffered from low self-esteem and had reveled in being the leader's woman. She obviously didn't give a shit about Jake because she was asking about me before Jake was even cold. Jasmine speculated she could be a real asset to us if I obtained her loyalty as only I could. I started to wonder if I was going to have to fuck every woman left on earth. Jasmine wouldn't let up on it and told me I didn't really have to do anything but turn her and then give her a maintenance trick every three or four weeks. I said it wasn't so simple and when a woman woke up and gave me the look they always had I automatically felt a special closeness to them and it was probably as much love as anything. This surprised her to a certain extent. She hadn't realized the trick had any effect on me. I told Jasmine I would consider what she'd said and if she felt it was really necessary I would bow to her security decision. She said she would go over it in her mind again also and would talk to Clair again. She had some other things she needed to take care of so she left. I remembered I'd wanted to ask Frank about putting my former computer system back into operation so I went into the newly redecorated computer room. It was impressive now. Everyone had a desk and one of the new chairs and they were all busily doing something and looked comfortable, unlike before the redo. I found Frank and told him what I had on my mind. He said he would put it together and set it up on its own desk. He would get Jenna or I to show him anything he ran across he didn't completely understand. He said he would also copy the data onto one of the servers in the data center and get it organized along with the other data. He was currently implementing a search engine for all the data center's information and also organizing it into an easily browsed arrangement. I was getting tired and decided to sneak off to bed and I was asleep a few minutes after I hit the sheets. I was in the kitchen seeking food the next morning by six am. I still didn't know how Nancy did it, but she had coffee ready for me, and breakfast already started. We shared a good morning kiss and fondle and I sat down with the coffee. I asked if Jasmine had talked to her about Clair. She said yes and then chastised me for not telling them the trick had an effect on me also. I told her it hadn't occurred to me to tell them because I loved them all before I'd even heard of the trick. It was the right thing to say. Shelly and Sarah came in then and I greeted them as they expected. They bemoaned my recent absence and told me I was working too hard. I told them they were surely right and asked if they knew how I could trick a man. Nancy, Sarah, and Shelly just howled and could barley stop laughing. They pointed out a woman could do nearly everything a man could. I said we had some new men around I wasn't sure about and at least one was surely going to cause some grief. I said it was now easy to cure those problems when they cropped up in women and the drawback was I was getting more women than I could handle. If I could be sure about a man I could have him share the load. They asked me about Mike. I told them I was as sure as I could be about Mike, but I still trusted any woman I had turned more than I would ever trust Mike. Shelly said I would just have to trust him some day but it was probably still too soon for that. Sarah asked me about Johnny. He had behaved perfectly since his little screw up and he was surely devoted to me. He had taken his livestock duties seriously. She knew he'd spent hours learning all he could from anyone who knew anything about livestock. She thought he would be perfect for my first partner in crime. I wasn't sure. I did feel Johnny was much more loyal to me than any of the other males, but he was very young. If he could get the trick done though it wouldn't really matter. I decided to just spend more time with him to get a better picture of him in my mind. The more time I spent with him the more I could gauge his loyalty and maybe I could even increase it. I could also judge his skills and work ethic more closely. If he had really done such a good job with the animals he might be able to take more responsibility. Time would tell, but I was already considering letting Johnny in on the trick. Mike and his women showed up pretty soon to eat so they could get an early start acquiring the new kitchen equipment. Susan came in just after them and after I gave her a good greeting she helped Nancy get breakfast going. Beverly and Aimee showed up since they would be helping with Mike's shopping. I greeted them and then Frank dropped in. I thought of the Flat Panels and asked Mike what part of town he was going to for kitchen equipment and materials. He told me it was on the east side of Dallas and actually east of the LBJ. I knew of a computer parts wholesaler in the general area and asked Frank if he knew the place and he did. The data center had purchased some things there and he had actually been to it before to pick up parts. I asked him if he could take his group and another truck there so he and Mike could both get what they needed with only one helicopter for cover. He said they had really enjoyed their shopping trip the other day and would be glad to take another excursion. I pointed out he might as well load up everything he could get in the truck as long as he was there. Jasmine came in and after her good morning, as she was eating breakfast, I asked her if she could think of four women she could trust to go with the two trucks to give a little armed support on the ground, just for safety's sake. She didn't think Henny's group was going to be very busy today and said she would see if she could get any volunteers. They came in about then and after I got a good taste and feel from all of them Jasmine ask about it. They all wanted to go and they said the ones who weren't providing security could help with the loading. With all seven of them going they would end up pretty crowded in just two trucks so they said they would drive a couple more just for transportation and they could also fill them if there was enough worthwhile material and equipment. They all finished their breakfast and my girls who were going went back to change and later they all left for town. Jasmine asked me if I still wanted to let the former gang men loose to see what happened. I told her we might as well and she went to the guest quarters and released them. They followed her back up for their breakfast. They all seemed to be relieved to be out of jail, especially Jimbo. I went to my study to check out how to access all the video from outside. I was amazed to find almost every part of all the out buildings was available. I spent about an hour familiarizing myself with the way it operated and practiced by picking out a person and following them from one building to another. Pretty much all the area around the house and the outbuildings was available also. There must be hundreds of cameras. I noticed Jimbo leave the house so I tried to keep up with him. He wandered around looking things over and he often stopped to talk to women he saw, mostly the ones from the gang and especially the younger ones. I saw him stop Clair and they were talking heatedly after only a minute. She finally just turned around and left as he was still talking to her. I could already tell Jimbo was a mistake. I got a sickening conformation just twenty minutes later. Jimbo walked into the giant cow barn. I don't think anyone else was in there except Johnny's youngest girl. She was one of the five who had come to Mike's place following Jasmine. Mitsie was a fourteen-year-old redheaded cutie. Her breasts must have just been getting started, but they were already a handful. I saw Jimbo head over toward where she was examining some of the feed sacks. I had a bad feeling about it and I ran out the exit pulling my Glock out of its holster. I broke into a full run as soon as I was outside. It took me nearly a minute to reach the cow barn and I was huffing and puffing when I entered. I was relieved to see Jasmine was already there and had Jimbo at gunpoint. He was cursing and threatening her. Mitsie was in tears and ran to me as soon as she saw me. My blood was boiling, but I took her in my arms and tried to calm her. Jasmine asked me if I wanted her to take care of Jimbo. I told her I would talk to him as soon as I had Mitsie calmed down. I asked Jasmine to watch him while I went outside with Mitsie and she said she would. I took Mitsie outside and just tried to get her attention off what had happened. It was about ten minutes before she settled down enough to talk. I didn't ask her about the incident because I had seen the beginning and I'm sure Jasmine had probably watched it all from a distance. Jimbo had been on thin ice already and this just broke it out from under him. Jamie came up, she had been wondering what was taking Mitsie so long. I asked her to go get Nancy from the house. She left and she and Nancy were back in about five minutes. I asked Nancy to take Mitsie into the house. Mitsie didn't want to leave me. I told her I had to talk to Jimbo about what he'd done. She still didn't want to leave me and I didn't want to force her. I asked her if she'd go over to the lounge in the horse barn with Nancy and wait for me there. She finally let us talk her into it and Nancy took her over. Jimbo was still ragging on Jasmine when I returned to the barn. I got some cuffs from her and I cuffed his hands behind his back as he started in on me. I didn't even respond. When he was cuffed we told him to walk out of the barn and around behind it. He refused. I pulled the Glock and was going to shoot him there. Jasmine told me it would be too loud in here and it would bring a lot of people wanting to know what happened. She asked me to hold her M4 and when I took it she got behind Jimbo and broke his neck with her bare hands. It didn't attract any attention. There was a tractor with a bucket loader in the barn. I started it up and after jasmine got her cuffs off Jimbo I scooped him up in the bucket and left with him, but I wasn't about to bury him near Bill and Jackie. I'd always heard hogs would eat anything, so I took him over and dumped him into the hog pen. There were about twenty-five hogs in there and they came over at once. After the way they tore into Jimbo I decided we would have to warn everybody not to enter the hog pen. I took the tractor back into the barn and parked it and when Jasmine asked me how I got rid of Jimbo so fast I told her and she just laughed out loud. I thought about the way she had dispatched him so quickly and easily and I was really glad she loved me. Johnny came into the barn just then and asked me about Mitsie. I told him what had gone on and apologized for what I'd let happen. I told him Mitsie was in the horse barn's lounge with Nancy and I told him she hadn't wanted to let me out of her site. He shocked me then. "She wants to be your woman. She's stayed with me and she is really nice and helpful, but we have never done anything. We haven't even kissed. I've been meaning to tell you, but things have been so busy. She understands about that too and she thinks you probably think she is a kid. "Hell she is a kid, just like me, but I doubt I can help calm her down and I don't think it's helping any for her to stay with me when she doesn't want to be with me. I guess you'll have to take her in or tell her it isn't going to happen and help her deal with it," Johnny said. "How do you feel about it Johnny? She's your age." "That doesn't have as much to do with it as I thought. I know what I said about Susan, Julia, and Amber. I still think it was the right thing to do and I'm sure we're all happier about how it turned out. I don't want Mitsie to be with me if she doesn't want to. Truth be told, I think of her nearly as a sister now. If you can take her it will best for her and me. I just don't know how it will work out for you." "It isn't like there aren't plenty of women and girls around. There were six with the gang who are under seventeen and I've already gotten pretty friendly with four of them. I'm just trying to wait and see if they can get along with my other girls," Johnny said, with a guilty grin. Johnny didn't know I was considering teaching him how to cure all that type of problem. I hadn't made up my mind yet, but I was getting closer. I had to have some help. I would have to make sure Johnny knew he was going to have to use the trick on women considerably older than himself though. It would be pointless to teach him the trick if he was only going to use it on the youngest girls. If I was going to give him so much power he was going to have to use it on some of the older and more experienced women. He would just have to get accustomed to playing with even bigger titties. I told him I'd think it over about Mitsie. I knew if Nancy or one of my other women didn't raise hell about it I was going to make her mine if she really wanted it. I know it would have been a crime just a couple of months ago, but it wasn't any longer. Just thinking about the cute little redhead made my dick throb. I went to the horse lounge to see if Nancy said anything. I made up my mind not to make this mistake again. I'd felt all along Jimbo was not going to work out. Jasmine had even told me the same thing. I hadn't killed him because I didn't want to. I had to get those kinds of thoughts out of my mind. I had let him loose on my family and it hadn't taken him two hours to attack probably the most vulnerable. I needed my own neck broken, but I wouldn't forget this. I entered the lounge and saw Mitsie sitting in Nancy's lap on one of the big couches. I went over to them and I gave Mitsie a big kiss right on her lips. She sent her little tongue into my mouth right away and put her hands behind my head to hold me to her. She let me go after a minute or two and when I looked at Nancy she was smiling her widest. "Jack did you know Mitsie had a crush on you?" Nancy asked. "Not really, but Johnny did give me a hint." "Well if you're not tied up tonight Mitsie and I want to sleep with you. She hasn't ever done it before and she wants me to come with her to make sure she does it right. What do you think?" Nancy asked, giggling. "I think I'm going to be aching until bedtime, that's what I think." I pulled Nancy into my lap and Mitsie was still in hers. I just necked with both of them for about twenty minutes. I played with both their titties and rubbed their jean crotches until I had both of them wriggling and squirming around. They could just wait wet for me like I was going to be waiting with a hardon. Funny thing about Jimbo, no one asked where he was. No one wanted to know I guess. I knew we hadn't been seen getting rid of him and I'd told everyone who knew about it to keep it quiet. He just wasn't missed. We went back into the house and had some lunch. It was tasty, but I could tell it was a struggle for the cooks while they made do until the new kitchen got finished. ------- Chapter 46 Mike and Frank came back from their shopping trip about three pm. I guess it was a good thing they took the two extra trucks since all the trucks were loaded to the gills. Frank was very excited with his finds and Mike and Susan were also. Mike found everything he needed for the kitchen and more. Big commercial glass doored refrigerators and freezers, four giant ice machines. They brought two big commercial fire hoods, a host of commercial cook tops, ovens, and deep fryers, along with big mixers and much more. They even found a big pizza oven. It was easily enough equipment for two restaurants. They also brought cafeteria trays and plenty of steam table sections, and Mike brought a lot of building materials. He must have loaded half a truck with prime lumber and such. Frank was so excited with the flat panels he found he was about to piss his pants. He'd found ten SGI F220 flat panels and thirty SGI F180 panels. I know they must have been some type of special order because that particular wholesaler would never have bought anything so expensive for stock. He had also taken over a hundred Dell refurb or overstock seventeen-inch flat panels. He had literally thousands of hard disc and memory sticks. Hundreds of processors, motherboards, network cards and switches. He said he didn't bother to bring any modems though and we laughed. He had a couple hundred ATX mid-tower cases and I asked him about them. He said he'd always wanted a Beowulf Cluster and now he was going to build a big one. I asked him what in the hell he expected to do with it and he laughed and said he'd think of something. Hey if it worked for him I'd be happy. He went directly to my study and discarded the conventional nineteen-inch monitor and replaced it with the SGI twenty-two inch beauty. I just hoped I got to use it a little. I guess the sickness had ended the processor speed wars for a while. While they'd been gone the garage had been emptied. Things which belonged in the house were in it now. The ammunition and small arms storage had been moved from the guest quarters to the basement of the airstrip tower. It was fairly large and had a bigger elevator on the airstrip end. This freed up two of the bedrooms and they were made into the medical facility. We were also going to move the stored bedding and furniture out. Most of the furniture could go into the horse lounge since it matched the décor. The beds would be stored in a corner of the cow barn. It wasn't even half full. Mike was able to get started on the new kitchen/cafeteria. He built the raised floor first and Roger helped with the wiring. John had also done carpentry and construction and was helping Too. He talked to me while I was out there watching. He had noticed our parking problem and he though we could easily pour more concrete to solve a lot of it. He understood how to set up and operate a portable batch plant for concrete and he thought we could find one and move it here without much trouble. He was also fairly certain he could operate the large machines which poured concrete for highways and felt we could even extend the runway for large planes if we wanted to. These possibilities soon had my head swimming so I left them to it and went looking for George. George had been a millwright and I wanted to ask him for help attaching the airplane tow bar to the new loader. He went with me to look at it and thought he could do it in a couple of hours. He told me it would have to be attached to swivel on the tractor end since the big loader articulated for steering, this meant the rear end would move side to side as it was steered. If it weren't allowed to swivel at the tractor it would simply rip the nose wheel off the airplane as soon as the tractor's steering wheel was turned. He said he could handle it easily. He even said he didn't mind starting on it right now and felt he could have it ready by tomorrow at the latest. If he could finish we would be able to move our planes around for easier usability. We had left the Hawkeyes in place for easy use already. Helen and Gloria would be giving one of them a try tomorrow. Henny tracked me down to tell me something else we needed to do about the planes. We needed to make some tie downs for them. These were to hold them stable in case of winds. I couldn't think of an easy way to do it. I went in to talk to Mike and John where they were working on the new kitchen. John said we could use mobile home anchors. They were just augers you basically screwed into the ground. They were available everywhere and if Henny didn't think one at each tie point would be enough we could just put three or four at each position. They were relatively easy to install. I went back into the house and was headed for my study. Clair buttonholed me after I passed thru the kitchen. She was beautiful and young and petite, except for her titties, they weren't petite. Her C Cup breasts looked enormous on her tiny frame. Clair was just five feet tall if that, and she couldn't have weighed over a hundred pounds. Her ass was round and generous though, like her titties. I wanted to fuck her as soon as I saw her and so I took her to my study so she could talk me into it. She rubbed herself on me all the way there and had my dick hard at once - she even casually brushed her hand against it a time or two. I already knew she was going to get what she wanted, but I let her make her case. She told me she would soon have me forgetting the others and she knew she would soon be my closest confidant. She told me she had been Jake's closest advisor. I had to bite my tongue to keep from asking her why he was dead if her advice was so valuable. My study had a couch which couldn't be easily seen from outside even if the door was open, as it was now so I steered Clair to it for our talk. I knew most people would not enter if they heard the obvious sounds of sex from in here. I don't think Clair understood this, but I didn't care either. I didn't even care if someone came in to watch. I knew if someone did come in and stayed to watch it would probably be one of my women and they would not be disturbed in the slightest seeing me fucking a woman, any woman. Clair was seated close to me and her thigh was pressed against mine, elevating my horniness. I reached out to her and pressed my mouth to hers to quiet her boasting. She hesitated at first and then cooperated, kissing me back with enthusiasm. I searched her mouth with my tongue and began to fondle her large breasts. Clair was wearing a T-shirt and when I ran my hand up under it I found her titties enclosed in a bra, albeit a sheer one, I searched for the fastener. It was in front and I soon had it unclasped. I got my hands on the bare flesh of her tits and they were every bit as delightful as I'd thought they would be. They were firm mounds of springy flesh and her nipples were large and erect already. I teased the nipples with my thumb and fingers and was soon pulling and twisting one and then the other. I gave one a little pinch and she moaned into my mouth, but I got just the smallest hint she was exaggerating her enjoyment. It ticked me off a little she thought she could manipulate me this way so easily. I determined to see if I could make her forget her plan and just fuck. Taking hold of the hem of her T-shirt I pulled it up, and off over her head. I dispensed with her open bra and then latched onto a nipple with my lips. She whispered encouragement into my ear and I thought she sounded more nearly sincere now. I sucked and nibbled on one nipple and then the other and put my hand down and began undoing her button fly jeans. She seemed to tense a little at the thought of getting naked where anyone could just walk in. I didn't mind and I think I was even enjoying her discomfiture a little. Soon her jeans were down to her knees and I was pulling on her panties trying to get them down off her splendid ass so I could get my hands on its nakedness. I also intended to get my finger into her pussy shortly. She didn't raise her hips to help with the panties as she had with the jeans. The panties weren't a thong, but they weren't much more than one. They were sheer and flimsy. I just wadded the front panel up in my hand and pulled until it ripped and came off her. She tensed again and then quivered and began hugging around my neck, almost as if she were trying to hang on. I gripped one of her luscious ass cheeks and squeezed it then slid my hand around and forced it down between her thighs until I was playing with her pussy. She spread her legs a little as I got a finger up her and she was through making coherent speech and only crooning and gurgling as I fingered her. I took a second to kick my boots off and pull my shirt over my head. I took my finger out of her pussy and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans until I stood, holding her up with one arm as I got completely out of my jeans, and then I used my free hand to finish removing hers. I sat back down, but turned her facing away from me as I did. My dick was fully hard and wanting a place to hide now. I raised her a little and placed my dickhead at her wet entrance and lowered her onto her fate. She was really tight and I thought Jake must have been a pencil dick along with his other failings. After raising and lowering her several times to get my dick fully up her hot wet pussy I decided it was worth the effort. She felt good inside and she was massaging my boner with her pussy from the first. I could easily feel her cervix as I slid all the way up into her and I wondered if I could come with her and trick her at the same time. I thought I would just modify my procedure for the trick and see if it worked. If it didn't I could just fuck her again as soon as I got it back up and keep on fucking her until she was turned. I could think of worse ways to spend the afternoon. If I ran into very much trouble with her I would just yell for Shelly and Sarah and they could come in and help. After giving her about twenty long full steady strokes, I short stroked her for a little to get myself close. When the time was right I dropped her onto my pole and cocked my hips for extra penetration. She screamed out when my dick head pressed snugly against her cervix and she kept up the racket. Mashing my dickhead firmly to her cervix now I pulled out and slid back in with just the pumping of my hips. I pulled away from and mashed back into her mellow block as fast as I could move my ass. When she was ready for the real deal I put two fingers of one hand on either side of her generously swollen clit and just shook it fiercely. I used my other hand to pull and twist on her nipples. She was screaming as loud as she could now and doing it between every breath. Finally she succumbed and went limp. I wrapped my arms around her sagging body and pulled her back to me as I gave her four more savage thrusts up into her hot depths. I blasted a large load right up into her. As I finished my climax I relaxed, holding her to me. My dick softened some but was still up in her pussy. It had diminished and was sagging out, but it was still up her. I just sat there naked with her naked body sprawled limply back against me. I started thinking about it and it made me hard again. I was still in her so I just started fucking her unconscious body. She had wanted to be my woman and I'd let her have her wish. When she woke up she'd know I would fuck her anytime I wanted to. I hoped she'd be happy about it. I fucked her this way for more than thirty minutes before she came back to the world. She was disoriented at first, but I'm sure she realized someone was fucking her deeply. She actually turned around to look at me. I wondered if she thought someone had taken my place while she'd been out. She didn't realize no one could take my place now. When she did see me the love light flared in her eyes and she suddenly seemed happy I was fucking her senseless. She wanted to kiss me and tried to stretch her neck around to do it. I told her to rise a little and twist around on my dick as I lay down. That way she could get some of my dick as I faced her and I could look at and play with her titties. We struggled with the logistics of it for a few seconds but soon I was lying on the couch with my head on an armrest for a pillow, and she was happily humping my pole as I twisted her nipples. I was really pretty happy I'd fucked Clair and was in fact still fucking her. I had intentionally altered my tricking technique and it had worked since I blew a fabulous nut up her. It was as good as I ever remembered. I pulled her down close to me and she pressed her titties into my chest as I put my lips to her throat and gave her a hickey and grabbed her ass and squeezed her cheeks until I thought my fingers had probably left bruises on her pretty round ass. I was getting really close and I asked her if she was on the pill. She told me she wasn't and she had always used a sponge with Jake. I asked her what she thought of having a baby and of course she said it would be wonderful if I gave her one. "I'll be the only one fucking you from now on and so I'm sure it'll be mine." "I'm so glad. Jimbo thinks he's going to fuck me tonight. It's one of the reasons I was looking for you. I wanted to ask you to make him leave me alone," she admitted. "You don't have to worry about Jimbo anymore. He cornered a thirteen-year-old girl this morning and I had Jasmine kill him. We dropped his body into the hog pen and they ate his remains," I told her, casually. When she realized what I said and saw I meant it she shuddered and then exploded into orgasm. She'd been turned for sure, but I could tell being close to the one in power still turned her on. It was all the better for me. Her pussy spasmed strongly as she went off and I pulled her down further onto my dick and just pumped more come up her pussy. I yelled my pleasure and kept pumping then slumped back as she fell limply to lie on me. I caressed her back and ass and whispered my love for her into her ear and told her how special I thought she was. She purred like a cat, twirled her fingers in my hair, and kept milking my dick with her talented pussy. We lay resting for a few minutes, and then I had her get up. We dressed and I watched as she was pulling her jeans back on. I could see my sperm leaking out of her pussy lips and it made me hard again when she just pulled her jeans up. I knew she was gong to shamelessly let it drip out no matter how big a spot it made. I was curious so I asked her about it. "Everyone who isn't deaf knows you just fucked me unconscious. I don't care if they see your come staining my pants. I think I'll probably like it if they notice," she said, and beamed. I slapped her playfully on her ass and told her she might get a lot of stains if she wasn't careful. I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply again. I squeezed her ass through her jeans then ran my hands up her body to maul her titties. I started to pull her jeans back off and fuck her again but I didn't. We finished dressing and went out to see about a little supper. Nancy came up to me grinning and handed me a ring while she kissed Clair right on the lips to welcome her to the fold. Clair stiffened at first and then settled into the spirit. When they broke I gave Clair the ring. It had a four-carat marquee cut stone. She smiled even wider and just looked at me like she might swoon. I pinched a nipple and told her to go eat. "You know long dick, I approve of you fucking Clair. She is just too fucking smart to be unsupervised around here. I don't know exactly where she can help most yet, but I know she is going to be a big help wherever we use her. Best of all a few kind words from you will have her doing her damndest no matter what you want her to do," Nancy said, grinning. I told her Clair had asked for it and I just gave her what she wanted. She giggled and told me Clair probably got more than she thought she would. I didn't argue and merely asked Nancy if she had any idea where Clair could help us most and she didn't. She thought I should ask Jasmine and Brenda first and I decided to do it. I wondered where I could find one of them and asked around a little. Aimee told me she thought they had gone to the security command center and I headed there looking for them. I passed through the guest quarters and thought about Melinda. I went to her room and told her hello and asked how she was doing. She actually spoke to me and said she was fine. Getting a response from her heartened me so I tried to talk to her a little. She wasn't much for conversation with me but she was at least polite. She finally screwed up her nerve and asked if she would ever be allowed to get out of the basement as she called it. I told her I would see if I could arrange it tomorrow. I didn't think she would cause any trouble and doubted she could run away on her crutches. I was going to check with Jasmine first though. I continued to the control room and found Jasmine and Brenda there. I told them about turning Clair and asked if they had any suggestions about where we might use her. Jasmine said she thought Clair would be a good one to start training to watch the security monitors and the air defense controls. Brenda agreed it wouldn't hurt to try her on it. They were about to open the control room for the first time. Brenda flipped one of the myriad of switches on the security wall and a section of the wall across from it opened. It had looked just like the rest of the wall until it moved and I knew we would have never found it if we hadn't gotten into the information Grimes had kept hidden in the data center. We stepped in and it looked complicated, with a lot of monitors and several control stations. It didn't seem quite as complex as the security control center though. Brenda said it could all really be controlled from just the main terminal. She said all the other stations would only be needed if we were tracking many incoming targets at one time. She didn't think it would come to that now since she didn't think there were so many pilots left. I just looked around and said Gee Whiz a lot since I didn't understand much of what they were saying. I knew I could get a handle on it if I had to. I was just hoping I wouldn't have to. I left them at it and started back to the house to ask Clair if she wanted to give security and air defense a try. I remembered Melinda's request and went back for a few words with Jasmine. She and Brenda were still examining their new find so I asked them both what they thought about letting Melinda have a little freedom. They discussed it and didn't see any harm. Jasmine said she would like to let her out for a few hours a day at first so we could keep tabs on her to a certain extent. I told them I would give Melinda the happy news on my way back. I stopped in to tell Melinda and she seemed genuinely thankful for the news. She promised not to cause us any grief and then she apologized for damaging the Cobra. I told her to forget it. Henny and her crew had already fixed it and no real harm had been done. I figured it would be a long time before we ran short of Cobra transmissions, considering the low rate of current consumption. I went up to the main floor and saw Clair talking to Nancy, Karen, Shelly, and Sarah. They seemed to be fast friends now. I went over to them and told Clair Brenda and Jasmine had asked if she would help them with security. She said she would do whatever she needed to, but admitted she wasn't the strongest person around. I explained they were hoping she would take an interest in working with the security control center and with the air defense radar and controls. She said she thought that would be more in her line and asked me to show her where to find them. I took her down through the guest quarters and toward the control center. She was amazed at the tunnel. I took a little time to kiss and fondle her in it and I have to admit it gave me a new perspective on the tunnels. She was surprised when we got to the control center. I left her with Jasmine and Brenda and went to the house again. The tunnels were handy but I'd had enough of them for a while. It clicked in my head though we should go to the end of the one which had been the security team's entrance. I went out to check on Mike and John and the kitchen/cafeteria. I was amazed at the progress and told them so. Mike said he thought we could eat supper in here tomorrow night. I thanked him and John for their efforts. Mike told me no thanks were necessary since they would be eating here also. ------- Chapter 47 Outside I found George busily working near the back of the loader. One of the men from the gang was helping and George introduced him as Gary. Gary had been a construction worker, usually as a welder, but was a qualified pipe fitter too and he had also slummed as an ironworker a few times. Right away I knew Gary was going to be a big help for us. I was pretty sure we were going to need a much bigger hanger and John's talking about pouring concrete had me convinced we needed to start soon. It was nearing fall now and we needed to get the concrete poured before any freezing weather came up. Anyway, they were already nearly through with the loader's modification. Just a few more welds and it would be done. The only other thing we knew the loader needed now was Freon in its air conditioner. We didn't have anyone who was sure they knew how to charge it. Most everything was under control and I headed back inside and to my study. I saw Henny and told her the loader was nearly ready, warned her it wouldn't operate exactly like the tow tractors at the air base. She already knew this from looking at it and said they would just have to be careful until they got familiar with it. She intended to try it on the least valuable airplanes first. Supper was ready already so I ate. Shelly and Sarah sat with me and talked about Johnny some more. I told them I was leaning toward letting him in now, but I would have to have a real sit down talk with him first. I went into my study after dinner and winpopup jumped up again after a few minutes. It was Brenda messaging me from the control center. She asked if I would come back to them for a few minutes. I sent her an OK and headed back. When I reached the control center Brenda, Clair, and Jasmine were all looking at the main monitor. They had the radar's screen up. I decided they must have gotten it turned on at least. "What is that?" I asked, to be sure. "It's the missile command's radar system. It's picking up two targets over Barksdale. It has a couple of other targets out near Phoenix," Brenda said. "How can it pick them up as far as Phoenix?" I asked. "It only got those because of their altitude. They are up around thirty thousand feet. One is an F16 and one is an F15. The two at Barksdale are helicopters. One Huey and one Cobra," Brenda told me. "How can it tell what they are from so far away?" "Their IFF tells it. That stands for Identification Friend or Foe. It's a transponder on the aircraft. It can be turned off but I guess none of them thought of that," Brenda explained. "Radar from somewhere has hit me Al. It was only for an instant but it's happened five or six times. There it is again." Brenda quickly flipped two different switches on the console. Then she went back to studying the readout. "Who was that Brenda?" I asked. "It was the Cobra over Barksdale. This equipment includes scanners to try and pickup radio traffic. Since there is so little traffic now it got them quickly. It sounded like they noticed our radar and so I set it to only grab a new look every ninety seconds." Brenda told me. "It seems to have stopped now Al. I wonder who it was?" The Cobra's pilot asked. "I'm sure I couldn't guess. I haven't even seen anyone else flying. Someone has taken a big chunk of the planes away from her since we visited last time though," The Huey's pilot, Al, told her. "Can we talk to them Brenda?" I asked. "I think so, what do you want to say?" she asked. "I want to invite them to visit." "We don't know who they are or what they are like," she said. "We never will if we let them get away. Can you turn on the missiles yet?" I asked. "They are on. They're set to track and manage the battle, but must have manual confirmation before a launch," she told me. "Can they deal with a Cobra and a Huey?" "They can probably deal with fifty or more," she said, boasting I thought. "Well what's the problem? We'll have them come here. We'll scramble a couple of the F15s and a Comanche, maybe an A10 too. We should be able to handle them well outside our perimeter if they seem hostile. "If they try to sneak up acting friendly and then fire we might have some trouble, but with all those planes out there they really won't know what to shoot first will they?" "Hell, when you're right, you're right. They'll be on target overload when they see them and they'll surely know they can't get away alive. They didn't sound like they were on a suicide mission did they?" Brenda asked, handing me a microphone. "Hello Al, can you hear me?" I asked. I didn't get any response. I waited a few more seconds and repeated myself. Still nothing. "Hello Al, we heard you and your partner talking. We know where you are and can name the place to let you know we're telling the truth, but if someone else is listening we don't want to give them your position. Answering us won't cost you anything," I said. "This is Al, who are you?" "My name is Jack and we're friendly. We assume you came to that place looking for planes. We have already acquired the most valuable ones for our operation. Those that are still there have been disabled," I said. "Are you that group that called itself the gang? I thought their leader was named Jake," he said. "We were forced to absorb the gang. Jake was uncooperative and had to be killed. We would like to meet with you and discuss our situations. What are your thoughts on that?" "We aren't opposed, though we would want to meet at a neutral place for everyone's protection." "I could lie to you and make arrangements for a supposed neutral place, but I'm not going to. There isn't a neutral place if you can't check it out completely. If you had enough equipment to make sure we weren't laying for you it wouldn't be neutral for us. If we name it over the air we could be telling a third party where to attack us all. If you want to talk you can come here. If you don't then we will just sign off. I can only tell you we will not harm or detain you?" "I'm not saying yay or nay, but if we want to where do we go?" Al asked. I didn't have a fucking clue what to tell him that wouldn't give us away completely. I asked Brenda what to tell him. She gave me a bearing to give him and said to tell him he would know where we were if he flew down that bearing for two or three hours. I told this to Al and he asked us not to shoot him if he showed up. We told him we wouldn't. That was all we heard from him. I asked Brenda if she had tried to make sure the missiles would really come up from their hidden position. She told me she hadn't. I cursed myself for not thinking of it before I invited Al to come on over. I suggested we might want to test them soon, as in the next three or four minutes. She flipped a couple of switches and typed something into the keyboard. A monitor soon showed all missiles were in launch readiness position. I asked her if we even knew where to go look and see if they were actually up. She told me we didn't need to and started another monitor cycling through video of all the missile launchers. They were all up and certainly looked functional. We could only wait now and hope Al Showed up. Brenda began explaining more to me about the missiles and radar than I wanted to know, but I listened and tried to understand anyway. I knew now I needed to know more about it than I did. Besides, Clair and Jasmine were listening attentively and I thought I might as well too. The radio squawked again forty minutes later. It was the woman we'd heard earlier talking to Al. She said she was coming our way. We looked at the radar and saw her. Brenda told me the missiles had a lock but that she was still out of range. I asked her to make sure they wouldn't fire and she assured me they wouldn't. The woman told us her name was Jan. We could see she would arrive in about fifty-five minutes if she kept her present speed and direction. She would fly right over us in fact. Brenda just kept up the lesson for another thirty minutes and then I went back to the house. I told Brenda to ask Jan to land in front of the hangar and I would meet her unarmed. I asked her to leave the missiles visible so Jan would know she wasn't leaving alive if she shot me. I'd guessed the woman was being sent as a sacrificial lamb. She didn't hesitate even when she saw all the planes and I knew she must have seen the missiles. I was in front of the hangar waving a white T-shirt over my head when she came over. She set the Huey down about a hundred feet from me. I waited and let her get out and come to me. "Hi, I'm Jack," I said, as she approached. "I'm Jan," she said, and offered her hand for me to shake. "Let's go up to the house and talk. Do you need to tell Al you're safe or anything?" I asked. "I'm supposed to call him on a different frequency in about three hours. He won't be worried until after four," she said, just a little nervously. "Bullshit. He's worried now. I know I'd be. You're free to talk to him anytime you feel like it. As long as you don't shoot me or anyone else here you are free to leave when you want to," I said. "I'm glad to hear it," she said, and looked only slightly relieved. I didn't blame her. If I was lying there was nothing she could do about it. She had risked her life to come and see who was talking to them and probably to find out how we knew where they were. It was valuable information, but I didn't think it was enough for them to risk one of their own. I thought they probably were looking for a larger group to join with if they could find one they liked. I was hoping she would like us and they all would. "Have you eaten?" I asked. "Not since this morning. We were out looking around, and when you called us, it made me miss my lunch," she said. "Come on inside and we'll fed you first and then you and I will talk. Afterwards I'll let you talk to anyone here you want to so you can decide whether you believe me or not," I said. We headed to the kitchen and I was lucky Nancy and Susan were both there. I introduced them to Jan and told them how we happened to invite her for a visit. They said quick hellos and then I told Susan Jan hadn't eaten since breakfast. Our suppertime was already finished, but Susan had a steak in the oven to broil and was baking a potato and warming up beans and corn for Jan before I could finish telling her Jan was hungry. She put a tossed salad before Jan promptly and told her she hoped it would hold her until her meal was ready, then she asked Jan how she liked her steak. "It's been so long since I had one I don't remember. How about medium rare?" I don't guess I will ever understand how Susan could get a potato baked in the same amount of time it took to broil a steak medium rare. She did though and Jan was soon digging in. I chatted aimlessly with her as she ate and I drank a Long Neck. She asked me how many of us there were and I told her one hundred and two since we absorbed the gang. She asked where we fed them all and Susan said we all ate right here for now, then she explained we were building a kitchen/cafeteria which should be ready by tomorrow. Jan asked her then who would be eating where. It struck me as odd but Susan told her right away we all ate together. She seemed a little surprised and asked what we'd had for supper tonight. Susan told her we'd had the same thing she was eating. She explained we had plenty of pork and beef and good prospects for raising more, especially beef. She lamented our chicken supply was meager and told Jan we were trying to get some egg production going first. Jan told her she was amazed about the food we did have, especially with so many to feed. She admitted they survived mostly on canned food and it was becoming harder to find in the rural area where they were staying. She said even though they were a small group it seemed food gathering took up most of their time. She finished her meal and thanked Susan, then Jan and I headed to my study. Jan asked me what our plans were for all the planes we had gathered. I told her I'd started out wanting a few F15s for defense only. Then I recounted our little disturbance at Sheppard and explained after it was settled I just started gathering planes and it snowballed. I said I wouldn't hesitate to go after more if I thought I could get them with no casualties. She asked me about my troubles with the gang and I gave her a condensed version of the whole thing. I expressed my feelings that Jake must have gone slightly mad to give us so much trouble when he was clearly outgunned and out numbered. "My first rule for anyone that joins us is women are not to be forced to pay for their protection and care with sex. I try to make sure no woman in my group has sex unless she wants to." I didn't mention my coercion of Debbie and I felt slightly guilty about it. I hoped Debbie wouldn't mention it either if Jan talked to her, but I wasn't going to ask her not to. I said I would answer any questions she had and I would let her talk to anyone she wanted to. I told her frankly I hoped her group would join us. I explained we weren't run as a democracy, but I was always open to suggestion as to better ways of doing things. I also admitted we were loath to let pilots go after they knew where we were, but I said we would probably be more tolerant now since we had the missile defense operational. She asked me a few questions then and asked to talk to some of the others. I took her out to Nancy who was still in the kitchen and asked Nancy to go with her to make sure anyone she wanted to talk to was cooperative. I asked Nancy to introduce Jan to anyone she wanted to talk to and to show them a room where they could talk in private. I didn't want Jan to think I had any scheme cooked up. They left and were gone for almost two hours. They came back to the study then and Jan said she thought she knew all she needed to know. She asked if it was all right if she left so she could report in to Al as she was returning. She also asked what procedure we would use if any of the others wanted to come out for a visit. I told her to name a frequency and we would keep a receiver on it to answer them. All we wanted was a warning they were approaching so we wouldn't have to scramble any planes. "I'm going to go then. I might as well tell you now I will be coming back to join you even if the others don't want to. Susan convinced me with my supper. I might need for someone to come pick me up though. I don't want to take a helicopter from them if they don't want to join you," she said. "We'll be listening for your call and will be happy to come get any or all of you." She went down to the hangar and Helen went with her and told her the Huey had already been refueled. I was ready for bed myself. Then I remembered the company I was expecting and I was more than ready. I went out to the kitchen and saw Nancy again and I told her it was about my bedtime. She laughed and told me I had held out longer than she thought I could. She said for me to go get ready for bed and then she and Mitsie would be there soon. I did as ordered. ------- Chapter 48 Nancy and Mitzie came through my bedroom door holding hands and grinning. They both had on only T-shirts. Mitzie's didn't come quite low enough to hide all of her thin red bush and it gave my dick a jolt. Mitzie couldn't have been over four foot eight and probably weighed ninety pounds at the most. She had short red hair and a redhead's white skin. She had freckles, probably all over, but they looked so cute on her and her eyes were a bright green and just sparkled. Her titties bulged the T-shirt and I could distinctly see her nipples making little bumps right in the center of her mounds. They came over to the bed and crawled in, scooting up on either side of me and under the sheet. Nancy started running her hands over my chest and playing in the hair and soon Mitzie was helping her. "Let's peel back the sheet Mitzie and see what's making that lump down below Jack's waist," Nancy said. "Oh let's do. I want to make sure he isn't swollen or something," Mitzie said, and giggled. They pulled the sheet down and my dick sprang straight up. The giggle was gone from Mitzie now and she just stared at my dick. Her look made it throb some more then Nancy took it in her hand and asked Mitzie to help her with it. Mitzie shyly put her tiny hand on it also and they started stroking it up and down jacking me off. I groaned and pushed my hips up. "I think he likes it," Mitzie said. "He does doesn't he? Let's lick it some and see what it taste like." They did. First Nancy kissed and licked my dick and then Mitzie put her little lips to it. Nancy took the head in her mouth then and gave it a suck then she backed off and let Mitzie have a turn. She could barley get the head in her mouth and just the sight of her trying nearly put me over. I fought for control as Nancy showed Mitzie how to play with my balls. I'd been lying there with my hands behind my head while they were kneeling with their asses pointed toward the head of the bed. I could see both their asses since their T-shirt hems were up past their cheeks. I put a hand between each of their knees and slid it up until the top brushed against their pussies. Nancy was pretty wet already and Mitzie was damp. I played with their pussies with my fingers and soon had a finger in each. Nancy was dripping by now and Mitzie was thoroughly wet. I asked Nancy why she didn't sit on my face and show Mitzie how it was done. "I'm going to fuck you first Nancy so Mitzie can see what it's like." "I've seen Johnny fucking lots of times, I know what it's like," Mitzie said. "I'm sure you have Mitzie, but how close were you watching?" I asked. "Well, I was across the room most times and I couldn't see very well," she admitted. "I've never seen Johnny's dick, is it as big as mine." "Oh no. Yours is much fatter and two or three inches longer," she said. "Then I think you should watch closely and let Nancy explain exactly how you should do it so you don't have any more pain than necessary," I said. "I know it will hurt the first time, all the other girls told me. Twice I got really horny watching Johnny doing it to them and almost asked him to do it to me," she said. "Well I'm going to do it to you in just a little while, but really I'm going to let you do it to yourself on me. I'm going to lie just like this and let you lower yourself onto my dick." I could see her give a little shiver when I said it. I knew there was no way I could hold myself back enough to keep from really hurting her if I was on top. I just knew I would end up slamming my dick up her tiny pussy as hard as I could. I still intended to do her good and proper some day, but not any time soon. Nancy had straddled my head by now and was facing my dick where Mitzie was still experimenting. She lowered her pussy to my lips and I began to tease it with my mouth and tongue. Her juices were dripping out of her and smearing my face as she began grinding her crotch on me. She had Mitzie get really close to watch and told her how good it felt while showing her how to rotate her ass around to guide my licking and sucking. She told Mitzie she should be sure and put her asshole over my tongue every now and then because it felt really good when I licked it. I gave her a good reaming about then and she just moaned and quivered. I decided it was time I had a little pussy so I sucked hard on Nancy's clit, licked it a little, and she was a goner. She sagged forward and I absently licked at her pussy as she got her wind back. Nancy dismounted my face then and helped Mitzie position her little red-bushed pussy over my mouth. Her pubes were so sparse I could see the little freckles through them. When she lowered her tasty treat to my lips I started by just tickling her slit with my tongue tip. I wanted to eat her, but I wanted her to be able to pay attention to the way Nancy worked my dick up into her pussy. When Nancy had Mitzie in place over my mouth she straddled my waist and took hold of my dick. Then it was time for show and tell. She showed Mitzie how to swipe my dickhead between her pussy lips to make sure it was good and wet and warned Mitzie not to take even an inch of dick before she had her pussy dripping. Nancy told her it was going to be hard enough to get my big dick in her tiny pussy without trying to do it dry. I didn't even want to think about the possibility. Nancy placed me in the entrance to her sweet pussy then and started working her way down. Nancy's pussy was small and she had to raise and lower herself many times until she got me all the way up her. She sat still after she had my dick up her and told Mitzie when she made it this far she could rest a minute and try squeezing on my dick with her insides. I don't think Mitzie could see Nancy was doing what she was telling her about, but I could sure feel it. Nancy's pussy always did feel heavenly and I was enjoying her demonstration to the utmost. Nancy started fucking herself on me then - soon she was picking up speed and her instructions became ragged. Later she slipped to merely growling, moaning, and slamming herself down onto my dick. I felt my cockhead pressing against her cervix and knew I could trick her if I put on a good clitty wiggle. I thought it might be a little much for Mitzie if Nancy passed out on us, but figured I might do it later so Mitzie could see what was in store for her on down the road. Since I was getting close myself I started pushing it up Nancy's pussy while she was bouncing down on me. I grabbed her asscheeks with my hands and gripped them hard to give her a really hard thrust or two and we lit our fuses together. I guess seeing, licking, and playing with Mitzie's pussy had really upped the pressure because I gave Nancy a really good come pumping. She lay against me limply as she finished and was panting nearly as hard as I was. Mitzie's tiny pussy was still on my mouth and I could tell the little demo had upped her ante as well. Her sweet fuck oil was flowing into my mouth and I licked it up as fast as I could. When Nancy finished recovering she got up and helped Mitzie lick me back up hard. Mitzie giggled a time or two as my dick reinflated, but soon enough it was her turn to ride. Nancy helped her straddle me and watched as Mitzie wallowed my dickhead in her slit. Mitzie was flushed all over her chest and neck and her eyes shone with excitement. Soon she placed me at her entrance and pressed down a little. We were both surprised when her hymen tore right away and with no fanfare or appreciable pain. "Oh, it was just a little sting," she said, and then grinned like a kid who'd just pulled a fast one. Meanwhile my dick was still just past her threshold and she started wiggling and settling. It seemed to take ages and I knew it would take a long while before I was up inside that little snatch. Mitzie was thoroughly soaked, but her pussy was unused and it was the tightest one I'd ever tried to get in. For a while I thought I would never fit. Gradually we made a little progress. Mitzie just kept raising and lowering her pussy for a good ten minutes. Finally I could tell her pussy was making at least a little room for my dick. At the last she rose almost off me and just dropped and my dick slid all the way home "Oh! Oh! Ouch! Sting ain't the word for it. Motherfucker that hurt!" Mitzie said, nearly screaming. I stayed as still as I could while I desperately wanted to grab her tiny waist and pull her down as I plowed up into her. She was still as she could be. I looked close and could see she's raised halfway up off my dick. There were tears trickling down across her freckled cheeks, but she was trying to smile. I looked at our union and could see a little of her cherry's blood dripping down my dick. Mitzie finally made a tentative little move, she tensed, but didn't cry out. It was slow work but she got back to it. I felt her cervix on my dick head while she still had an inch left. I was surprised she was so deep at her young age. In a few minutes she could rise to the top and take me back to the bottom in one long slow stroke. "Oh Yeah! That's better. It feels pretty good now and the stinging is gone. I can feel it hitting the bottom before every bit of it is in me though. Why is that?" she asked, sounding a little miffed. "That's your cervix his big old long dick is bumping into. Sooner or later he'll poke it up you until there's plenty of room. It'll take more than one time though. You can still have a lot of fun while your cooter stretches to fit. Don't worry about Jack - he's gonna pump you full of come any minute now. I'll bet he hollers louder than you did when you broke your cherry," Nancy said. I knew she was right. I was having hell to keep from exploding right now. Her pussy was so tight and it was such a turn on looking at her tiny sexy body as she fucked herself on me. Her little titties were jiggling and wobbling with every move up and down. Her pink little nipples looked like they were about to pop from the pressure. I saw in her eyes she was getting close and so I reached for her nipples and gave them a good pinch. "Oh god! Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh! That's it, I'm coming. It feels so good!" she said, screaming it again. I yelled myself then, as Nancy predicted, but I couldn't help it. Her screaming set me off and I was pumping come up her pussy. There wasn't much room up there for it I guess because I looked and could see it coming out around my dick. At the end I just slumped back into the mattress and she fell across my chest panting. When we caught our breath Nancy helped Mitzie off me and then helped her lie down beside me. I kissed her all over her face and neck and sucked a really big hickey on her, making sure no one could miss it. "Why you nasty bragging bastard. Marking my poor baby like that. Now everyone will know you fucked her poor little pussy with your big long dick. You should be ashamed of yourself," Nancy said, teasing. "You'd better watch yourself Nancy. She's not your baby now she's my woman. Now everyone will know I'm gonna fuck her little pussy anytime I want to," I said, and tried to sound menacing. Mitzie didn't know what to think of this and she looked a little apprehensive. I smiled at her and gave her a big wink to let her know we were playing. "I guess they will. You fuck almost every woman on the place. You fucked poor little Clair today and she's been walking bowlegged ever since. She's tiny and now you've fucked poor Mitzie and she's even tinier," Nancy said, keeping up the teasing. "That's it Nancy. They're my women and I'll fuck them any time I want to. I'll fuck you any time I want to. I'm beginning to think I'm going to have to show you who's got the fuzzy balls around here." "I just hope you try, long dick." Nancy said, keeping it up with the attitude. "OK. Just remember I warned you. Go get some panties on right now," I said, trying to make it an order. "You bastard. You wouldn't dare," she said. "You heard me. Put that T-shirt on and then go get some panties. I'm waiting," I said. Nancy shivered. She pulled her T-shirt back over her head and left. I could tell Mitzie was confused, but I pulled her to me and sucked on her titties and played with her pussy while Nancy was gone. By the time Nancy was back with some panties on Mitzie didn't give a shit that she'd left. I did though. I got up and went to a straight-backed char with no arms and sat down. I motioned for Nancy to come to me and she did, with a look of contrition on her face, but I knew it was an act. "You know what you have coming now don't you?" I asked. Nancy nodded and lay down across my lap. She shivered again as she did it and I nearly did too as I felt her big titties press into my thigh. I pulled her T-shirt hem up on her back, exposing her panty-clad ass. I rubbed my hand over and around her ass and I pushed two fingers between her legs and rubbed her pussy through the panties. She had them soaking before I quit. "You know you've been a bad girl don't you?" I asked. "Yes." "Do you know what you're going to get now?" "A spanking," Nancy said, whispering. "You're right." I took hold of her panties and ripped them off her and she quivered again. I rubbed around on her naked ass a little and then pushed the two fingers slowly into her wet pussy. I fingered her a little and then pulled the fingers out and raised my hand. I gave her a loud smack on one cheek and then on the other. She was crooning in her throat now and writhing on my lap. My dick was pressing into her stomach and her squirming was making me throb. I quit to finger her a little and then gave her four more smacks. They weren't hard but they sounded loud and they left her ass red. I'm sure the licks could be heard out in the hall and in the other downstairs rooms. Especially since Nancy hadn't closed the door when she came back in. Mitzie was watching wide-eyed. Her attention was planted firmly on the little spectacle we were making. I fingered Nancy some more and she was panting and close. I dripped some of her juices onto her rosebud and teased it with a fingertip then I slid a wet finger in her ass and pumped it in and out for a minute or two. She was whimpering with need now, but I gave her ass four more slaps. I thought she might come right there lying across my lap but she didn't even though she was very close. "Are you going to behave now?" "Yes, I'll be good." "Do you know what's coming now?" I asked. "No." "You're going to get some more of that big dick you were talking about. Now get up on the middle of the bed on your hands and knees and get ready for a long dicking." Nancy scrambled onto the bed losing her T-shirt along the way. Her sassy ass was shinning red as she went. Mitzie couldn't do anything but sit and stare. She looked like she was in shock. Nancy was in doggie position before I could get out of the chair. I knelt behind her on the mattress and wet my dickhead in her pussy. Then I placed myself and slid it home. I gave her a few long strokes and she moaned, then I gave her ass another slap as I was fucking all the way up her. I decided to see if I could do the trick to her like I had to Clair. I wanted to trick her and get a nut too so I long stroked her until she was steaming and then grabbed her hips and shortened my strokes for some of the good pussy. I could feel her milking me and when I knew I was close I drew it all the way back to the entrance and just poked it home, against her cervix. I was giving her the tiny strokes pumping against her cervix and I put my hand to her pussy and vibrated her clitty. She groaned loudly for a minute and then collapsed onto the bed. I still had her ass pulled to me and I was spurting my come in her womb even after she went out. I sagged onto her limp body as I spent. Mitzie was looking at us amazed. When I regained my strength I straightened Nancy on the bed and pulled Mitzie over to me. We lay against Nancy while I just cuddled Mitzie. I kissed her softly and petted her body. It was a new thrill everywhere I touched her. I explored her tiny body and then she giggled as I played a game of connect the dots on her freckles with my tongue. I felt Nancy stirring about half an hour later. I left off playing with Mitzie and turned to Nancy. I was smiling in her face as she opened her eyes. They were shinning their love and devotion as they took in my face. I kissed her sweetly and told her I loved her. Then I asked her how her bottom felt. "Warm," she said, and giggled. "Has Mitzie been a good girl while I was resting or does she need a spanking too?" Nancy asked. "She's been good, but she has caused me this painful swelling." I told her waving a hand toward my hard again dick. "She'll have to learn to take responsibility for her actions." I was lying on my back now and Nancy guided Mitzie up to straddle my hips again. This wasn't helping the swelling, except it was helping it swell more. Mitzie was concentrating on what she was doing. She rose on her knees above my dickhead and took hold of my cock with her hands. She swiped the knob between her tiny pussy lips to get it wet and then she placed me in her entrance and began her slow decent into ecstasy. It only took about ten minutes for her to get me all the way up her tight pussy this time, and soon she started rising and falling in an ever-increasing rhythm. I could feel her cervix as a mellow block on the end of my dick. She kept pressing harder at the bottom and it seemed I might push through her cervix any moment. I asked Mitzie to try and stretch out the length of her fucking motion. I told her to rise until I was nearly out of her and then settle slowly but firmly back down. She shifted gears and soon she was fucking herself on my dick with long full deep strokes. I could feel she was really close so I took her hips in my hands and on one of her downward pushes I just held her to me not letting her rise again. I pushed firmly against cervix with my dickhead and jacked my hips for the shortest of strokes as I asked Nancy to do Mitzie's clitty for the trick. She jumped to the task at once. I hadn't started out with the intention of turning Mitzie, but as it progressed I didn't see any need to hold off. As Nancy started jiggling the girl's clit with her hand Mitzie looked at me with her eyes wide open as she moaned and gasped for breath. I felt her start to lose control and as I watched, her eyes rolled back into her head and she sank limply down onto me. Nancy helped me lift her and lay her on the bed. Then we covered her with a sheet. "Looks like Mitzie still didn't take the swelling out." Nancy said as she looked at my now aching dick. "Why don't you just lie still and let Nancy milk you." I was all for it and soon my cute sassy little Nancy settled her tight hot blonde haired pussy onto my rampant dick and sunk to the bottom. I felt my cockhead push against her cervix and she smiled radiantly as she felt it. "I've got a little secret for you Jack. I didn't start back with the pills after my last period and today's a good day for you to make me a baby." I felt my chest go tight with pride and I'm sure it showed because Nancy's already smiling face just lit up brighter. "I hope I can do it today. I love you Nancy." She knew I meant it, but I could see she loved to hear me say it. She sat on me with my dick up her pussy as far as it would go. She milked and squeezed my dick with her own rhythm while I lay back and let her coax the come out. It went faster than I would have guessed, and when she felt me going critical she reached under her impudent ass with a hand and gently gripped and teased my pumping balls. I felt so good I was afraid I'd be the one passing out. I didn't, but I wasn't far from it. Later Nancy lay beside me and cuddled and petted me while I fought for breath. I'd recovered by the time Mitzie came back with the I love you light in her eyes and I kissed and cuddled her for a while. Nancy put a ring in my hand and I made a show of putting it on Mitzie's finger and telling her she was my woman now and nobody else could have her. She was floored by the ring and I was amazed at it myself. It must have been four carats at least and it was a heart shaped cut. I'd never liked this cut before, but I guessed it was because I'd never seen it on a stone really big enough to show it off. A one or two carat stone just looks too angular when it has a heart shaped cut. This large one actually looked like a heart. Its shape was rounded and there was nothing angular about it. It was spectacular. We cuddled up in the middle of the bed and drifted off. I slipped out of bed without waking Mitzie around six am the next morning. Nancy was already gone, but I found her in the kitchen with the coffee nearly ready. I asked her how she always managed to beat me up in the morning. "I don't know Jack, I just have a little thing that wakes me up and tells me you are going to want coffee soon. I get up and it's always right. You notice I always have the coffee going at least, but breakfast is never finished cooking before you get here," she said. "I just want you to know how much I appreciate the effort." "I think you showed me very well last night how much you appreciate me. If you appreciated me any more I would be driving in here in a wheelchair to fix your coffee and breakfast." I went to her and gave her a long deep kiss and played with her ass a while remembering how red it had been last night after her spanking. I even got a little titty before I was done. We were both panting as we broke up. "You know Nancy I didn't really intend to turn Mitzie last night. I was afraid she might be too young. It didn't take much to do it." "It's for the best Jack. Now she will never be hurt as long as you live. You might not realize it, but I don't think you could hurt any of us now. We know instinctively you love us and everything you do is your best guess of what is in our best interest. We know you may make a mistake some time, but we also know you would never harm us intentionally. Mitzie will know it now too and it's a pretty good feeling." Breakfast was ready now and we ate. I was trying to get a handle on what we had to do this morning and knew the Hawkeye's first flight for us would begin about eight AM. It would probably last two to three hours. Debbie was going to fly escort for it in an armed F15 that was ready for air-to-air engagements. They didn't intend to let anyone get close enough to them to really fight unless they just couldn't avoid them. They would turn back as soon as they saw anyone even approaching. I had asked them to just fly a big circle inside the radius of our missile defense for our first run since I knew with the increased altitude for the radar this little circuit would cover a large portion of the area of the United States. It would be plenty to give us a good idea if anyone was close. Andrea and Paula also had fully armed F15s ready to go at the end of the runway, just in case we thought we needed them. We didn't really have anyone knew how to operate all of the Hawkeye's equipment, or at least no one had owned up to the knowledge. We thought from our interview information we had at least two experienced former crewmembers. We were still waiting for them to come forward on their own. Helen and Gloria were going to fly the Hawkeye and Aimee and Jasmine were going to see if they could make sense of the radar at least. Brenda said she knew that the Hawkeye had the ability to exchange information with the missile's control center, but they didn't think they could figure out how to do it yet. We would just have to see if we could get it sorted out. Brenda, Clair, and Jasmine had all stayed in the command center last night. Susan sent them plenty of snacks for the night and they had taken a large coffee maker with them. There were some bunks there from before the sickness and they intended to catnap and stay close to the radar all night. Brenda said even though Jan had seemed friendly there was no sense in going to sleep at the switch. I worried they wouldn't get enough sleep, especially with what they had planned this morning. Jasmine was going with the Hawkeye and Brenda and Clair were going to be trying to get the information from it as it flew. ------- Chapter 49 Brenda called me on the intercom from the command center at seven-ten AM and told me Al and Jan had just called and said they were heading our way with their whole group. They were coming in two Hueys and one Cobra and they would arrive at about eight forty-five. I said it was fine, but suggested we postpone the Hawkeye's flight until after their arrival and it seemed to suit all concerned. I didn't want to seem untrusting, but I didn't want to take unnecessary chances either. Debbie said she would go ahead and get airborne in about thirty minutes and Aimee said she would get up about fifteen minutes before their expected arrival. Henny and her crew came out and curled my toes during their inspection. They ate and were anxious to try out their new tow loader so they left and headed out to try and straighten out our parking problems. Brenda called again at eight-twenty am and told us our guests would arrive right on time at eight forty-five. Debbie was already flying and Aimee went to the hangar and got up in a Cobra. Al, Jan, and their whole group set down without incident at eight forty-seven. There were fourteen of them, two men and twelve women. Aimee was back on the ground five minutes later with Debbie landing right behind her. I greeted the new arrivals and invited them to breakfast. Most everyone else had eaten by now and there was room for us at the breakfast nook's table. Susan started them all out like visiting dignitaries with steaks and eggs. After they got the first few bites down I could tell they were already glad they'd come. I let them eat in peace and then we all went into my study to talk. All of them were X military. Al had been a captain in the Seabees and was not really a pilot. He'd learned to handle a helicopter via the back-channel stick time method. Pilots taught him how without permission on a catch as catch can basis. Jan was a trained Cobra pilot. The other man didn't fly anything. He had been a major in the army and his specialty was artillery. Ten of the women had been pilots, four helicopter, five fighter, and three transport. The other two women had been Naval officers. I was surprised all of them had military backgrounds. It would be a wonderful addition to our group if they stayed and helped out. I told them they would not be required to do anything to stay here and said I would appreciate any help and advice they could or would give, but it wasn't a requirement. It floored them. "You mean you are willing to take us in and support us if we do nothing?" Al asked. "It's exactly what I mean. We have plenty of resources to feed everyone for quite a while. There are already plenty of people interested in producing food and we can still gather tons of food produced before the sickness. I will be happy if you feel you want to contribute to the effort. Your training and experience would be very valuable to us, but we require nothing from you," I said. "Do you intend to always offer the same accommodation to everyone who comes knocking?" Darrell, the X major, asked. "I do as long as I think I can support us all. I'm pretty sure at least some of you will decide you don't want to just laze around all day and will want to contribute. If you don't we'll still get by easily, but if you do then so much the better. All the men from the gang we have here now were anxious to do something they felt was constructive. "Some of the women from the gang are starting to find ways to help also. I can't really blame the rest of the X gang women for hesitating to invest their energy in this new place. They were not treated well by the gang." All of the new members spoke up at once vowing they wanted to contribute. Most said they would die of boredom just sitting around. "Would you like to participate in the areas of your military experience?" I asked. They all said it was exactly what they had in mind. I was wondering if I could trust them and I just decided to give it a whirl. The abject fear of pilots had been greatly diffused with the absolute loyalty of just a few of them and also with the current state of affairs with the missiles. I decided to roll the dice and keep my eyes open. "Before you arrived we were about to put up a Hawkeye for the first time and see what we could find with it. Do any of you have any experience with them?" I asked. "I do. I've flown in them in a crew capacity to familiarize myself with there capabilities," Darrell said. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about linking information between the Hawkeyes and Patriot missile batteries' computers would you?" I asked. "As a matter of fact I do. Artillery shares the same type of information with the Hawkeyes and the Patriot batteries," he said. "Would you be interested in going up in our first flight, and others?" "Certainly, I'm ready any time." I told him we would probably send the Hawkeye up as soon as we finished our meeting here. Next I started in on the no forcing the women issue. They all said they understood and seemed to want to get past this part. I wouldn't let it go that easily though. "I'm sure Al and Darrell are honorable men, and I don't really think it's necessary to make this point as firmly as I'm going to. I'm doing it because we killed one of the former gang men yesterday for breaking this rule. "We explained it to him carefully more than once, but he hadn't been loose from custody two hours before he had cornered the youngest girl in our community and was fully intent on raping her. It is one thing I just will not tolerate," I said. I could see my admission we'd killed a man yesterday shocked them a little. They wanted to know the details. I had just happened to start a recording of the video yesterday before I noticed what Jimbo was up to, and I hadn't turned it off until a couple of hours later. I had Jimbo's transgression and punishment on tape so I told them so and showed it to them after going over our reasons for concern in the first place. Jimbo's intent was clear in the tape and so was the execution of my sentence on him. It even showed me picking his body up in the tractor's bucket. It was chilling. "Who decided he was to receive the death penalty?" Al asked. "I did. We may be back near survival of the fittest, but around here it doesn't mean abuse of the weakest by the strongest. I'm sure I'm not the deadliest person in this group, but I think I'm one of the deadliest. "I also know I have the absolute loyalty of the person I know is the deadliest. You will find I'm a very reasonable person about listening to advice and suggestions and I think I know my limitations well, but I doubt anyone will ever be able to convince me it is all right for a man to use force or coercion to gain sexual subservience from women." "I think we can all agree there. An immediate death penalty would have been ridiculous before the sickness, but I believe you were perfectly justified in what you did in our new situation," Jan said, and all the others offered their agreement. "Frankly I hope that type scenario never comes up again. I blame myself partially for allowing Jimbo to come here with us. I did it to keep from killing him at Barksdale. I might as well tell you now I am also reluctant to leave live enemies behind me," I said. I received affirmation of that opinion also. I had expected it from militarily trained people. I expected my idea on the matter was even more important on the battlefield than it was for us. Our first chat seemed to be running out of topics so I suggested we disperse and see about getting the Hawkeye into the air. I took them all to the airstrip and introduced them to everyone there. Darrell went into the Hawkeye with the others who were going up. Darlene, one of the transport pilots, asked me if the refueling tanker was already up. I told her we didn't have the capability yet. She pointed out we had plenty of refueling aircraft and I told her none of the pilots here had ever flown one. She said there were now three who had so I asked her if they would mind checking out the aircraft we had available and deciding which they thought were the best for our situation. Darlene, Sheryl, and Nadia walked off toward the nearest. Al came over to talk to me about the parking and tie down situation. I told him what had been suggested for the tie downs and he said it should work perfectly, then he asked if we'd considered adding more hard surface for the planes. I explained what had been suggested about the concrete and even about extending the runway and he agreed it sounded good and wondered if we shouldn't think about building a larger hangar for maintenance and some storage. I told him it sounded good to me and asked if he thought we could do it. He said he knew we could do it and suggested in a worst case we could just disassemble a large hangar from DFW or somewhere, bring it here, and put it back up. He thought it would take much longer than just starting from scratch if we could find some prebuilt metal building pieces which were big enough. It sounded like a good idea to me and I told him I'd introduce him to the others who were experienced in building and let them work out the details and schedules. I agreed I thought the hangar would be our most immediate need, but thought we should ask everyone's opinion on the matter. The other pilots and the two former Naval officers were with us now. Rachel, one of them, asked where the command and control for the Patriots was located. "I'm not even going to try to tell you, because you'd never believe me. I'm just going to show you," I said. I led them into the small tower, we went inside, took the elevator down, and I opened the tunnel door when I found it. I had never been in this tunnel before and I told them so. They were surprised it was so long and doubly surprised when we entered the guests quarters and I told them we were now in the basement of the main house. They were even more surprised when we went out the other side and I told them we were now walking under the swimming pool. When we got to the control room I introduced them all to Brenda and Clair. Al and the pilots were all casually interested, but Rachel and Veronica were very interested. They were accustomed to this type of command and control equipment from their former jobs. I left them all talking it over and headed back to the house. In the garage I to look at the construction work in the and was surprised to see it was almost finished. George and Gary had moved in to help Mike, John, and Roger after they'd finished with the loader. They seemed to be getting along fine and working well together under Mike's direction. Susan and some of her helpers were already moving food in from the other kitchen and from the outside storage. I was sure we would be eating in the new dining room tonight. The kitchen was my next stop for some coffee and I found Nancy and Mitzie. I got a mug and went to join them. They stood and I gave them both a proper good morning. Kissing and fondling Mitzie's delicious little body had me nearly shaking with lust before I was through. She could tell she was having a profound effect on me and she brazenly grasped my hard dick as she squirmed against me. "We can go back to bed if you want. I'll bet it's still warm," Mitzie said. "Don't get him started this early in the morning Mitzie," Nancy said, warning her and giggling about it. "Why not?" Mitzie asked. "Because last time we got him wound up early in the morning there were only eighteen of us and he did it to everyone of us that night. There are over thirty of us now and we're afraid if he gets started early he might kill himself trying to prove his point," Nancy said. Mitzie reluctantly released her hold on my Johnson and smiled at me. "Just calm down then Jack. We'll keep some warm for you later." I was saved by the bell, well the intercom anyway. Brenda called and asked me to return to the command center so I headed her way. I stopped by Melinda's room to say hello and check on her. She returned my greeting and actually smiled. I asked her when Jasmine was going to let her out for a while. She told me it should be in about an hour. I was so happy to see her smile at me I felt like going over and hugging her neck. I didn't though. I was afraid such things would be counter productive and ruin the progress we seemed to have made. I chatted with her for a few minutes and then resumed my journey. All the usual suspects were still going over the command center when I arrived. Darrell and Jasmine were back from their Hawkeye ride and when he noticed me he asked to speak to me in private. I nodded my assent and we went into the nuke's section. "I don't want you to get the wrong idea Jack. I didn't ask for a private audience to keep anything secret. All of us in there discussed this before we called you," he said. "I understand, it's very hard to keep focused with a large group." "We, myself and all the group I came with, would like to go over everything here together and make a list of recommendations for you." I guess I must have betrayed my feelings with my body language. The way he said it just hit me wrong. Examined carefully his wording was benign enough, but it just didn't come out that way to me. I sensed he was already trying to take command and I chalked it up to his former rank and training. "Don't misunderstand Jack. We don't want to take over or anything. You know we are all former military and this kind of thing is what some of us are good at. If you consider how many of us there are and the shape we were in before you found us you'll realize none of us were suited for ultimate command. Al was the closest we had to a real leader, but we just floundered around on our own. We recognized our real leader as soon as we saw you. We want to help and to do our best, but we want to do it for you, and all of us. With this assessment all we want to do is to try and point out things which should be done and aren't being done. I'm sure they will be small suggestions. Your whole operation amazes us already. We just think we could find any chinks in your armor if there are any," he said. I could see he was sincere and I don't know why I trusted my instincts on these matters now, but I did. I told him I thought it was a good idea and asked when he wanted to start. "We'd like to start soon and I would appreciate it if you could take the time to show me all of the facility and then I'll take all the others on a tour before we get started." I told him I had time now and we asked Jasmine to go with us. We went to the airstrip again through the tunnel. Jasmine and I told him everything we knew about the place as it came to us. When we got to the airstrip we examined all the arms, ammunition, and equipment stored in the large basement, then we rode the elevator up and looked around the tower building and the hangar then walked by the planes parked near the strip. We could see Henny and her crew moving and sorting the other planes with the big loader pulling them around like recalcitrant dogs on a leash. It was obvious the loader had enough power to pull the planes apart. We saw Aimee and Gloria by the Sikorsky and we had them take us up. We surveyed the entire grounds which were surrounded by the elaborate fencing and we set down at each missile battery to look around. We flew out over the large lake to look it over, but it was just a lake as far as I could tell. Darrell mentioned even at its current low output the nuke was probably keeping the lake a little warmer than it would be normally and said it might make for some large fish and he asked if we had done any fishing yet. I told him it hadn't occurred to us, but he should feel free to give it a whirl if he wanted to. Aimee and Gloria took us back and set us down at the house and we made a tour of every room on each floor. Some of the rooms I had never even seen. We went over the guests quarters then. I peeked in to say hello to Melinda again, but she wasn't there. Jasmine told me she had asked Sharon to let her out for some fresh air. We headed back to the command center after we finished our look around the guests quarters. When we got back to the command center I told Darrell he'd seen everything we'd seen now. Jasmine spoke up and reminded me we had never explored the tunnel the security people had used for their entrance. I remembered it reportedly went all the way under a county road and led to a house on the property there. Shelly and Sarah had told me the land it was on had originally been leased, but it had been purchased during the land acquisition for the airstrip. They'd said it was mainly bought just to trick the owner of the land Grimes had actually wanted into lowering his price. They'd said the fencing and security sensors on it had been one of the last projects finished before the sickness came. I decided now was as good a time as any to check it out. Darrell wasn't armed but Jasmine and I were. We opened the door and I was slightly surprised the air was as fresh in this tunnel as it had been in all the others. I was slightly dreading entering whatever we found at the other end since I was afraid we might come across some of the security people there dead. I got an even bigger surprise from what we did find. When we reached the door at the end of the tunnel we had passed four others along the way and knew we would have to check them out later. We continued along the obvious main route though and we opened the tunnel's door. "Aten HUT." A loud female voice said from behind the door. I was delighted I hadn't had my glock in my hand. I would've surely fired it if I had. It was the most unexpected sound I'd ever heard. The next most unexpected was the sound of many people snapping to attention. We entered the door into a large open room. It was obviously a basement and it was about one hundred feet by seventy-five feet. "Security detail ready for inspection sir," A green eyed, redheaded, Amazon sized, goddess told me. "At ease," I said, as if I knew what I was doing. I assumed these were the security personnel Shelly and Sarah had mentioned. They must have been responsible for the security and most of the maintenance at the place before the sickness. I realized they must have been waiting here expecting someone in an official capacity to take command. I didn't have any idea why or how long they had been waiting, but I figured they'd been here since they quit showing up at their duty stations. I decided to try and brazen my way through this so I walked up to the woman. "Hello, I'm Jack. I'm now in charge of the facilities here," I told her, and extended my hand to shake. She took it and gave back a firm but not combative grip. She told me her name was Kelly and she was the ranking person present. There were sixteen of them. She and three other controllers who had monitored all the security equipment were here, along with a squad of twelve for a ground force. The twelve had also performed most of the manual labor which had been required on the facility. I admitted we had not known they were here and asked what her last orders had been. She seemed to accept my leadership at once and told me Mr Grimes told them to return to the security entrance house after the last occupants had been briefed on the security equipment's main operating points. They had been told to remain here until they received further instructions. I was dumfounded. They had been here all this time waiting. I asked her how much they knew about what had gone on in the world. She said they had no new information since CNN and all other broadcasters had gone quiet. I told her I was in command now under the authority of the remaining original residents of the facility and I asked her whom she was waiting for orders from. ------- Chapter 50 "From you sir," she said. "Can we return to our former duties?" "I doubt anything would please me more." "Nothing would please us more either. We assume the population has been greatly reduced, but we don't really know the extent," Kelly said. I told her civilization had completely broken down and explained we were now responsible for our own security and safety along with the duty to produce or procure our own food. "We had assumed as much, but it is still sobering to hear. Has their been rioting or other destructive behavior?" she asked. "None we've learned of. There has been nothing we observed in the Dallas/Ft Worth area. In fact I've been surprised at the lack of movement over all in the area. We encountered a small group south of Waco which was trying to commandeer I-35 and we disbanded them. We also found the beginnings of a similar group near Mt Pleasant and we discouraged them." "We traveled to Sheppard AFB and Barksdale AFB to procure planes and met some opposition at both locations, but we were able to neutralize their leaders and absorb their memberships. "We had a twelve member group of former military personnel join us this morning. That's the extent of our explorations so far. We have been concentrating on plans for the defense of this facility and on modifications to handle our increased numbers," I said, finishing. "It sounds like you are well started. I believe my team and I can be of good service to you. How should we proceed from here?" she asked. "Can we tour the security house?" "Of course sir. I can assure you we have had plenty of time to prepare for this inspection," she said. She took us on a tour. The sleeping quarters were much the same as the guest facilities in the main house except there were even more rooms. Apparently there had been two complete security teams and there was a separate bedroom area for each of them. They had rotated assignments, forty-five days on and forty-five days off. They had no information about what had become of the other team. Their shift was due to end in three days and they expected the other team to return then unless they had succumbed to the sickness. There were thirty-two separate large bedrooms in the basement besides the large common room we'd entered. There were complete workout facilities, probably the best collection of work out machines and free weights I had ever seen anywhere. There were several whirlpools of the type used for treating sports injuries, aches, and pains. Each bedroom had a large bathroom which was approximately the equivalent of the ones in the main house. The ground level floor was a semi normal six-bedroom house. It was completely furnished but none of them ever came up here except to clean it and to enter or leave when their forty-five-day shift ended or began. They had lived underground during their stay here. There was a large kitchen and dining hall down there also. After we'd had the tour I told her everything met with my approval and I asked them to accompany us back to the security control center. "Fine sir. May I ask a question?" Kelly asked. "Go ahead." "I need to know who our commander is sir," she said. "I'm the commander Kelly," I said, thinking I had already made it clear. "I realize sir. I was asking who our direct commander would be. Surely your time is too valuable to spend responding directly to our questions. Won't we have a liaison officer to interact with, a security commander?" she asked. "Yes, Jasmine is the security commander and she will work with you directly. Brenda and Clair, who you will meet later, are also involved in our current security scheme. "They have been trying to get a handle on the missile batteries and I'm sure they could use all the help you can give them. Our chain of command is not as strict as the military. You may always feel free to talk with me about anything that concerns you. I'm sure Jasmine won't feel you are going over her head. "I should explain to you we are not in the business of creating files and reports on performance or discipline. We are truly protecting our lives here and I don't allow standing on tradition or ceremony to interfere with our goal. If you notice one of the cows limping feel free to come directly to me and inform me about it. It's entirely your decision who to share your concerns with. "As time goes by you and all the others will determine whom you contact based on your judgment of who can best alleviate your concerns. We do almost no placing of blame here, all our attention is directed to getting the results we want," I said, finishing my mini speech. "Thank you sir. Is the Brenda we will meet later the same Brenda who was employed by Mr Grimes before the sickness?" Kelly asked. "I believe she is. Do you know her?" "Yes sir. We have worked together for a long while," she said. "Good." I knew I needed to spend most or all of the rest of the day and maybe more time debriefing Kelly and the others. I really was dying to fuck her also. She was at least six feet tall and just gorgeous. Her body was sculpted from muscle. It didn't look vulgar like a body builder's, but even in her coverall I could tell she was more muscular than Sharon or Jasmine. I sadly concluded I couldn't use the loyalty issue to convince myself I needed to turn her though. It was obvious her complete loyalty came with her recognition that I was the commander here. If I wanted a piece of her ass I was going to have to earn it. I wanted a piece of her ass all right and I think I wanted several. I was going to try earning it starting after lunch. We all went back to the control center and Brenda especially was pleasantly surprised. She cursed Grimes for not telling her about the team's last orders. She knew all of the security people. We all left the control center to take care of itself while we went looking for food. All the security team members were dressed in black fatigues. When I asked Kelly about it she said Mr Grimes had obtained them and there were plenty in one of their warehouses and it led me to ask about the warehouses. She said they were scattered around the Dallas/Ft Worth area and there were some in other parts of the country. She told me they contained additional supplies, arms, ammunition, equipment, and even some building materials and then said Mr Grimes never liked to run short of anything. Apparently he even bought toilet paper by the truckload. We caused a mini sensation when we arrived from the guest quarters in the elevator. Nancy was the first to come and ask me about it. I introduced her to Kelly and gave her the short version of their ordeal. She welcomed her warmly and escorted Kelly and the entire team to a table and made sure they were fed, and then she came back to me and elbowed me in the ribs. "You long dicked bastard, I can't leave you alone for two hours without you sniffing out a new bunch of women," she said, getting ready to yank hard on my chain. "Nancy, they're the security people from before the sickness. They're mostly men anyway." "Mostly men my ass. There are exactly eight women and eight men. Need I ask who is going to be fucking all the women shortly?" she asked, twisting the knife she'd already pushed between my ribs. "I don't think I need to turn any of the women. I think their loyalty is evident already," I said, trying to wriggle out of the teasing. "So you'll just be fucking them for sport and not for the devotion?" she asked, not letting up one bit. "I surrender Nancy. I'll ask your permission from now on before I even get a hardon and certainly before I fuck anyone else." "Good Jack, I'm glad we've got that straight. By the way feel free to fuck them all, and I hope you'll reconsider and turn every one of them. Remember, they can get by on less dick if you give them a good tricking as often as they can take it," she said, and then grinned evilly at me. "Well what was the point of getting on my ass in the first place if you were going to give me the go ahead anyway?" I asked. "I just like to throw my weight around every now and then, especially since I'm hoping to join Susan in the baby brigade. Besides, you're the one I find easiest to boss around." Nancy took me to the table and set me down in an empty seat beside Kelly. She brought me a plate and a Long Neck. She told me I needed to send out a search party for more beer soon with a laugh. Kelly noticed her ring and mentioned it. Nancy beamed a smile and put it right in front of Kelly. "Jack gave it to me," Nancy said, proudly. "My God it must have cost a fortune," Kelly said. "It cost a life. Jack had to kill an asshole who was creeping up on us while we were shopping," Nancy told her. "I didn't realize you had been in combat," Kelly said. "It wasn't really combat. He was so intent on slipping up on my group he didn't take time to watch his six. When I told him to freeze I already had him in my sights with a 44-magnum handgun. He tried to swing a shotgun around to shoot me and he didn't even know where to look. I shot him before he was even half turned," I said, giving her the quick rundown. "It was combat. It was obviously a life or death situation. I've trained for years and never even had to fire a weapon in anger," Kelly said. "That isn't the only one either. We heard a shotgun go off late one night when we were still in Austin at Jack's home. He went out in the night and rescued Sharon from another asshole who was firing a shotgun at her. He didn't even know she was beautiful and had giant titties at the time either," Nancy told Kelly, and laughed. Kelly laughed too and I just turned red. I tried to change the subject and managed to. We finished eating and I asked Kelly if she would come into my study so I could debrief her. She agreed and followed me. I closed the door behind us and sat on one of the couches. Kelly sat with me but kept a respectable distance. Well I couldn't hope for her to just jump into my lap. I quizzed her about the air defense and got another shock. "How many of the assets have you found?" "We've found the Patriot Missiles. We thought they were the extent of things." "No. We also have ten modified Phalanx gun emplacements. They're close-in weapon systems. They will automatically deal with aircraft and cruise missiles and have proven very effective for the navy. We also have ten modified Crusader emplacements. They have the gun, loading system and fire control which were to have been on the crusader self-propelled artillery, but they are on platforms similar to the Patriots." "I can't believe all this was in place to protect a few prisoners. Even if it was a government pork barrel this is still outrageous. I'm glad it's all here, but I just can't get my mind around how it got here," I said. "That's not the really astounding part. There is another location almost exactly like this one in Nebraska. They were referred to as, sixteen-guests facilities. In Georgia, California, New York, and Oregon we have, ten-guest facilities. They are not as big, but have similar defenses," she said. "I also need to tell you that I'm almost positive the one in Nebraska, the twin of this facility, is unoccupied. I can probably be ninety-five percent sure if we run up the balloon," she said. "What balloon?" "We have a radar and communications setup which can be hoisted to ten thousand feet with a tethered helium balloon. I would be able to access the Nebraska site's security system from our control room if we can send the balloon up to seven thousand feet or more," Kelly said. I was in a whirl of confusion now. I had intended to ask her about a few things and then feel her out about a fuck. Now I was getting priceless information on five more heavily defended facilities which might be vacant. It took away a little of the urgency to get into Kelly's pants. It also made me think I might have been premature in deciding I didn't need to turn her. I felt now I needed to turn her more than I'd needed to turn anyone. "Do you have anymore surprises?" I asked. "Unless the plague or sickness or whatever it was has killed them the other security team will be back at their assigned time. It will be twelve more women and four men. They won't expect to leave again after they get here and they will be under your command after I tell them it is in the plan. "These facilities were not built for prisoners, the story was just a cover story beneath a cover story. These facilities were built for exactly what you are doing. The sickness which got the ball rolling was not the one they were built for though. "Grimes was a member of a coalition of very influential men who were planning to release their own plague to cleanse the earth. Theirs would not have used the selection criteria this one did though and it wouldn't have done nearly so neat a job." "They were still nearly six months from implementing their plan when this plague struck. Grimes thought it was some other super secret organization on earth, but I don't think it was. I don't have any idea who or what orchestrated the plague we got, but I don't think anyone on earth was capable of it. "We just don't have that technology. Grimes' plan had to include vaccinations for all the planned survivors. This one didn't have that I'm sure. I never got a vaccination, did you?" she asked. "Not that I know of." "There are many other assets stored over the country - jet fighters, helicopters, cruise missiles, and tons of food and other equipment. Some are here in Ft Worth. These assets are in addition to the ones we would normally look for at military bases. Some of them are more advanced than the military had even procured yet. "Jesus. In other words Grimes and his plan intended to make him a King?" "No, not Grimes. He was one of the top functionaries, but he wasn't the main man at all. I'm not even sure he knew who the main man was. He was highly placed in the logistics and procurement though. I don't know who was slated to be the top man and I doubt many did know except the top man. It doesn't make any difference now. If the top man were alive he would have been here already. You're King of the mountain now Jack. "We really need to check out the other facilities soon. Even if some innocent survivor stumbled into them they would be hard to dislodge if they had any training at all. If they happened to activate the local security team they would be extremely erhard to dislodge unless we could convince the team they were interlopers. "It would be a bitch at the Nebraska facility given our instructions. On the other hand you could easily fly to the other places and activate the teams for yourself. They could act as caretakers until you could fully man the positions," she explained. "When do we need to send up the balloon then?" I asked. "We usually used it after midnight. The surface winds are much calmer then." "Plan on doing it. Will you be able to contact the teams if they are there?" I asked. "No. They will be waiting in the entrance house like we were unless they have been activated by interlopers. You will have to actually go there to activate them for yourself. If they have been activated we may have to fight against our own teams." "Does Nebraska have an airstrip?" "Yes, and all the ten bed units have one too. The smaller facilities don't have airstrips." "You mean there are even more?" I asked, astounded. "Yes, twenty in all. They all have the same number of security personnel in waiting but only the four ten beds and the two sixteen beds have the airstrips. They all have some perimeter defenses but none compare to Nebraska and us. All do have nukes for power though. That was demanded for all of them." I was beyond overwhelmed now. I had walked into that security entrance house and found an army of trained people who assumed it was their duty to take control of most of what remained of the United States. "Which location was the main one Kelly?" I asked. "This one. The one in Nebraska is functionally equivalent and could have served for the main location, but this one was always intended to be the primary. I don't know the reason for it. I do know my partner in command on the other team here and I are the only two who knew the full details of the plan, the only ones except the leaders that is. We were actually the only two who knew about all the equipment and stored weapons, ammunition, and supplies. The leaders in Nebraska don't have all the information and are expecting guidance from us. We do need to activate them as soon as possible though," she told me. "Should we wait until your partner shows up to activate Nebraska?" I asked. "No. We should do it tomorrow. I will check to make sure it is vacant tonight. If it is we can just take a small group. If it isn't we might need to wait for the other team to insure a successful takeover. After we have them activated we can resume our land communications with them so you can direct operations from either point," she said. "How do you have land communications with them?" "Fiber optic land lines, like phones, but with more circuits. They are underground of course. They run with regular telephone lines but are buried deeper. We will be able to communicate with all twenty locations when they are all activated, but each facility must be activated before they can communicate," she told me. If she was correct and truthful, and if the sickness hadn't killed off any of the teams I would soon be in command of six hundred and forty trained people. It couldn't hurt. My mind started grinding on the fact an overthrow and purging of the world had been planned. All those militia crazies had been right all along. They just didn't have any of the details. I decided I couldn't gain anything by wondering about it. I would just use what was left of the perpetrators planning. I decided to start telling Kelly how we operated and see if she thought it would be acceptable to the other security personnel. I didn't know if I would change my plans to keep them or not. I did know I was going to hold on to this facility by hook or crook. "Kelly I think I need to talk to you about how I operate to make sure we are on the same page. I'm not saying I can't change a few things if I have to, but I'm not saying I will either. I need a little personal information from you first. It might seem I'm prying, but I assure you I need to know it. "Do you know there are many more women left alive than men?" I asked. "Yes, as I said we followed CNN to the last. I think their last estimate was one man to between five and seven women," she said. "I think it's what they reported, but I don't know how they arrived at the figure. Anyway, are any of the team members sexually active with each other?" "No, it was forbidden. Any long-term relationship was usually a ticket out. I don't think any of our people cared about it. We are all very dedicated and I believe all the members nation wide were," she said. "I'm sure they were and are. I'm assuming from what you said none of your members had a close partner or life mate." "That's correct. I'm sure we all had sexual contacts during our off shift but I doubt there were any close relationships. I know none of us expected to leave after the upcoming relief," she said. "Are you sure you consider me the leader of this operation now?" I asked. "Yes, I'm sure none of the original leaders lived past the deaths of the government leaders. Most of them were highly placed elected officials. We need a leader now and you hit the jackpot, so to speak," she said. "You are comfortable with my leadership and if I told you something could you keep it in confidence?" I asked. "Certainly. It is what I've spent my life training for." ------- Chapter 51 "I know this will be hard for you to believe. It will probably be impossible for you to believe, but it is the truth. I don't understand the mechanism, but I do know how to apply it and I can guarantee you it has been foolproof so far. "I can have sex with a woman using a specific technique and it will cause her to loose consciousness during her orgasm and she will remain unconscious for from twenty to seventy minutes. When she regains consciousness she will be completely loyal to and deeply in love with me. "She will still remember what she was like before, but she won't care, she will actually be glad it has happened. Ostensibly the loyalty can be changed if some other man uses the same technique on her, but I have been told she can and will block that unless the original man tells her to let it happen," I told her. "You're right. I don't believe it. I hope it is the truth, but I don't believe it. I must insist you try it on me at once," she said. I was a little shocked and I guess it showed. "If you are truthful this can be your most important tool. Most of the humans left are women. If you can gain their absolute loyalty this way, or any other way, you have to do it," she said. Her matter of fact declaration startled me. I felt almost compelled to argue the point even though she was demanding exactly what I wanted. "Kelly I can't screw all the women left alive," I said. "Probably not, but you can try to do as many as you can. I just can't see any downside to it if it really works," she said. "Well it hasn't become a problem yet, but the ones who taught me the method felt a maintenance fuck, for want of a better term, was required at certain intervals," I said. "I can see where that could become a problem with increasing numbers. Does any other male you know of understand the process?" she asked. "Not one I know of. I'm told the women instinctively understand part of it after they experience it, but I'm also told it makes them incapable of revealing it to anyone unless I tell them to." "Are there any effects on you from the process?" she asked. "A very astute question and you are the only one who has even considered the aspect. Yes. I find I am in love with the women as soon as they regain consciousness. I don't know if I am as devoted to them as they seem to be to me. I certainly don't feel the need to be faithful they all seem to feel toward me. I do feel more protective toward them," I said. "Would this feeling of protectiveness prevent you from sending them into battle on your behalf?" she asked "It hasn't so far. I've led and sent them into potentially dangerous territory afterwards and haven't felt any more than my normal uneasiness." "I'm asking you to try it on me. I feel if it works it will be very important to all of us. Do you find me unattractive?" "That's not the issue. I was wondering how to get in your pants for my own enjoyment before we even came in here," I said. She looked at me and put on a little smile. "You wouldn't have had any trouble at all. If you hadn't been my commanding officer I would have already made a move on you. Even after meeting your lovely wife," she said. I laughed out loud, but recovered quickly. Kelly looked slightly embarrassed. "I'm sorry, it just struck me funny. Nancy is one of thirty women wearing one of my rings. I had multiple partners even before I was taught this trick. I just have many more now. Every woman who wears one of my rings has been introduced to this procedure," I said, explaining. "Then I don't see what the hold up is in trying it on me. Are you waiting for me to beg?" she asked, with a grin. "No, I always feel guilty about doing it, even if the woman knows exactly what she is in for. I can promise you I will have a lot of power over you after it's done, and we don't know a way to undo it," I said, as she began removing her uniform. "Are you by any chance bisexual?" I asked, as her wonderful breasts were revealed. "Not actively so, but I have no objections if you have someone in mind," she said. "My two benefactors of this information always like to participate when they can and they usually make it go much more smoothly and quickly." "Well let's call them if they have time." "They'll make time, I promise." I stepped into the kitchen and Shelly and Sarah were there. I crooked my finger at them and they came to me. "Wanna lick some new pussy?" I asked. They both said they did and so we returned to the study. Kelly had a couch cushion on the floor for a pillow and was lying naked with her legs spread. Shelly and Sarah descended on her. The scene was so hot it nearly took my breath. Shelly and Sarah looked small and delicate draped over Kelly. When they latched onto a nipple each they almost looked like nursing puppies on their mother. Except these puppies were showing beautiful titties of their own and wagging glorious asses instead of tails. Shelly left her nipple and kissed her way over Kelly's washboard abs to explore her bush and then lower. I watched as long as I could bear and then shucked my clothes and got behind Sarah, who was relatively still as she sucked. Sarah's ass was in the air as she knelt over Kelly's chest sucking one nipple and then the other so I moved between Sarah's beautiful legs and pressed my cockhead to her pussy. It was dripping. I pushed slowly into Sarah and heard her moan down in her throat. I think she must have nibbled a little hard on Kelly's nipple, since Kelly growled and put her hands into Sarah's hair to guide her after that. I just gave Sarah leisurely strokes, making sure I got it all the way up her. Sarah wagged her ass and pushed back to me. Shelly decided Kelly was ready and slapped me on the ass. "Time for the main course Jack." She and Sarah helped Kelly into the dog fuck position and got on either side of her to tease her titties and caress her back and bottom. I moved behind her and was floored when I got a look from this angle. Her ass was magnificent as it merged into her stately legs and I could see her pussy, tiny in relation to her size, peeking out from between her upper thighs. I put my dick to her and since I was already wet from fucking Sarah I slid in to the hilt on the first push. Kelly was boiling by now and she groaned her pleasure loudly as I entered. She pushed her ass back for more and I felt my dick bump solidly into her cervix. I gave her a stroke and loved it. I started my slow rhythm for the long haul and Kelly urged me to go faster and harder. I wanted to badly, but knew I needed to turn her on the first try. She didn't believe what I'd told her about the trick and I needed to make sure I got it right. I didn't want Kelly having any doubts about her new commander. I just kept up the long slow fuck and Kelly soon begged me for more. Shelly told me she thought Kelly would be ready in a few seconds so I gave her two more full strokes and jammed my dickhead against her cervix and then started jacking against it with tiny strokes. Shelly put her hand to Kelly's pussy to work on her clitoris and I saw Sarah reach under Kelly with both hands, apparently to twist both her nipples. Splendid training or not Kelly was not prepared for this assault on her senses. She passed out limply in less than a minute. I'd been able to get really close myself so I held her unconscious pussy to me by her hips and rooted up into her until I let go. I was getting accustomed to giving them come during the trick now when I wanted to and I gave her a good dose. When I quit pumping it up her I sagged down forward and she went to the floor beneath me. Shelly and Shelia untangled Kelly and I and laid her out comfortably. They snuggled up to me and told me what a good job I'd done on the big beautiful woman. Sarah decided she needed to lick me clean. She licked me hard is what she did and I suspect she intended to. I was fucked out for a while though, hard dick or not, and I just lay there resting. Seeing she wasn't going to lick me into fucking her Sarah moved to Kelly and gave her pussy a good cleaning. "She had a sweet pussy Shelly, come get a taste." She had Shelly's attention now and Shelly joined her near Kelly's pussy. Sarah moved over to let Shelly have a taste of her find. Soon they were both trying to lick Kelly's pussy at the same time. Kelly stirred after about forty minutes. I asked Sarah to go find Nancy and get Kelly a ring. She was back in a few minutes with twelve. I picked one for Kelly and asked Sarah why she had brought so many. "Nancy said she warned you we were running low. She sent these and told me they were all the really good ones we have left. She said you needed to send someone for some more," Sarah said. I guess I did. I had a feeling Kelly would wake up with more work for me on her mind. I was snuggled up to Kelly facing her. Shelly was plastered against my back and Sarah was plastered against Kelly's when Kelly opened her eyes. I saw the light at once and the beautiful smile. Her arms flew around my neck and she kissed me deeply. Finally she released me and just looked into my eyes smiling. "What do you think?" I asked. "I think I was just fucked by the first King of the world. It does work. I could tell it as soon as I opened my eyes and saw you. I was committed to you before, but it was nothing like this devotion I feel now. I've never been in romantic love with a man before, but I'm sure I am now. If your dick can take the pressure no one can stop you," she told me, seriously. I took her left hand and put the ring on her finger. It took her breath away and her eyes misted up as she latched her mouth to mine again. Later she pulled back and just looked at me again. "How's your equipment holding up?" she asked. "I thought it would be the next thing on your mind. Why don't you feel for yourself?" I asked. She did. I felt her hand encircle my mostly hard prick and before she let go it was fully hard. She told me I should take care of all the women on her team at once. "What if they don't want to? I've almost convinced myself I don't have to force it on anyone now. I've never actually had to force anyone, but I have considered it." "In the first place, if I tell them to, they will strip off and all assume the doggie position at once. They are so highly trained I almost feel I could order them to be horny and their pussies would start to lubricate. "More importantly they have been sequestered for forty-two days with handsome men they absolutely cannot have under any circumstances. If they even think you want them they will be naked in a flash," Kelly said. "What about the other aspects of it. I don't want to do it without their knowledge," I said. "When you tell them they won't believe it. They won't mention it unless you ask them. If they actually did believe it they would be just like I was. They will do anything to further our mission and this will certainly qualify." "Bring them on then. Want to bet against me doing them all before we leave?" I asked. "Not a chance." Kelly dressed and left. Shelly and Sarah pulled on T-shirts. We got onto the couch and just necked until Kelly returned with all her women teammates. I decided we could do this much more easily in my bedroom and so we all went to it. When we got there Kelly addressed her troops. "Jack has just fucked me and now he wants to fuck all of you. Any dissenters?" They all smiled and shook their heads. Some seemed about to giggle. "Let me tell you first it will be like no fuck you've ever had. You will come so hard you will lose consciousness. When you come to you will be completely devoted to Jack and in love with him. They do not know any way to reverse this procedure. You will not desire any other man after this. Is everyone still with me?" she asked, and still got no resistance. "Honesty is required now. Do any of you believe this will do what I told you it would?" she asked. Not a one of them indicated they believed it. If one had it would have been a first. "Very well. He told me the same thing and I didn't believe it either. I did want to get laid though," she said, grinning. She got more grinning endorsements and then she told them to disrobe and take a seat somewhere while she directed a lovely blonde to the bed. Kelly then promised them she would wait until everyone had a turn until she begged for seconds. They all laughed at her again. I promised myself even though I was going to fuck seven more women I was not going to make a job of it. I was going to play with their titties and pussies and asses all I wanted to. I asked if all of them were using birth control. All but two said they were. I asked those two to spread themselves out in the order and to remind me they weren't safe when their time came. I promised to do my best to give them a baby on the first day we met. I was already balls deep in the first blonde when I said it. She'd said she was using the pill but her pussy let me know what I'd said really lit her firecracker. She didn't last long after. I made it a point to leave a comeshot with the women who weren't protected. I told them all the two got the luck of the draw and usually I required my women to stagger their pregnancy chances. I pointed out I couldn't have all my women pregnant at the same time and told them I was afraid I would have to actually do something productive if it ever came to that. I had a wonderful afternoon and ended up with just four rings left. I asked Kelly if her male team members could go to town and liberate some more if I sent a Cobra or two for cover. She said they wouldn't need any air cover for such a simple mission and I told her as long as we had it we wouldn't loose anything by using it. She rounded them up and dispatched them. I had Aimee and Gloria fly support and two of the men flew the rest in a Chinook. I asked them to find the most exclusive jewelry stores and bring back everything. I told them about the envelopes with lose stones and three of them said they were familiar with them. Gloria said she knew exactly where to start and so they left. Jasmine sidled up to me after supper and asked to speak to me alone. I had been expecting her and took her to my study. We sat down on the couch and I started necking. She seemed to tense slightly at first and I knew she had something which was important to her on her mind. I knew making sure she felt loved by me was more important so I kissed and fondled her until what she had on her mind didn't seem so major any more. "Now what did you want to talk about? Were you wanting to resign your position as chief of security and suggest Kelly take over?" I asked. "Was it so obvious?" "Yes and it hurt my feelings a little. Did you really think I was going to throw you over just because I came across some new pussy?" "It didn't even enter my mind Jack. I know she's had better training than me and she knows more about this place," she said. "She is better trained than I am also. Do you think I should step aside and let her run the whole show?" "No." "When you were in the service didn't you realize almost none of your superiors could hope to best you in any kind of combat?" "Well yes." "We all have a job here if we want it. Yours it to make sure Kelly and her team and everyone else who carries a gun is directed toward the accomplishment of our goal, even if they don't know what the ultimate goal is. Their training may not always align exactly with my concerns. I hope you can keep them pointed in my direction." "What is your exact direction Jack?" "The first concern is we lose zero personnel in combat. If we can't muster an overwhelmingly superior force then we won't engage the enemy. The second goal is to make me the first King of earth." I said, and was serious. "Those won't be hard to remember, but they might be hard to accomplish," she said, smiling. "Just think how much you'll like being fucked by a king," I said, grinned, and fondled a titty. Aimee, Gloria, and the security men returned at nine pm. I thanked Aimee and Gloria and called the men into my study. I asked them right away if they were comfortable with me as their leader and they assured me they were I explained we might need to go to Nebraska tomorrow to activate the facility there and they all agreed it needed to be done soon. They didn't seem to have a designated leader, but all of them seemed to speak if they had something on their mind. I went over my rules of engagement for women with them. I emphasized no force or coercion was allowed and I also pointed out pursuing another man's women was not allowed. I did tell them relationships which might have been considered unacceptable in the old world were of no concern to me now. They were free to mix and match, as they liked as long as everyone concerned agreed. I pointed out no man could just declare a woman his unless she agreed. They didn't seem to have any questions so I told them to go to the new cafeteria and get something to eat. Darrell was waiting to see me as they left and I asked him to come in. He said his group hadn't finished with their assessment yet, but they had one concern he felt needed to be addressed soon and he wanted to discuss it with me now. "We have potentially overwhelming air support and protection. We only need a little organization to make it excellent. It could be as simple as just keeping two jets and two helicopters ready to go and keeping pilots assigned to be ready to get up quickly. "I realize we are still short of pilots, but we have enough to keep two helicopters and two fighter pilots on duty at all times. I'm also concerned we have zero artillery. A ground attack in masse isn't likely, but just one or two mortars could cause us a disproportional amount of grief which might be lessened with a few artillery pieces," he said. "I agree about the pilots. I am happy to report all of the security people we found today can fly rotary and fixed wing to some extent. Kelly told me all of them can do at least a passable job. She also told me we have ten Phalanx gun emplacement and ten modified Crusader emplacements. "It sounded impressive to me, but I don't really know what they are. She told me the Crusaders were originally intended to be self propelled artillery, but these were stationary mounts which could be raised, lowered, and fired from the command center." "I wonder how in the hell they got those. They were on track for military procurement, but the last administration canceled their production. They amount to more artillery than we could have hoped for," he said. "I'm not trying to foist you off on someone else Darrell and I will always be available to talk to you, but I feel you should get with Jasmine, Brenda, and Kelly to go over your concerns. The four of you should be able to consider our situation much more intelligently than I can," I said. "Why don't we go to the command center now and let Kelly clue us in on all the assets we didn't know existed until today?" I asked. ------- Chapter 52 He agreed and we found Brenda, Jasmine, and Kelly in the command center. Kelly was explaining the other assets and the Hawkeye data link to Brenda and Jasmine when we got there. She went over the new stuff with Darrell and I could tell he was impressed. Hell I was impressed and I didn't understand half of it. I did glean one fact I thought was impressive. Kelly said and Darrell confirmed one crusader could fire eight one hundred pound explosive rounds in one minute, altering the trajectory so they would all land on the same target area, five to thirty kilometers away, within a four second window from first impact to last. I knew it could ruin your whole day. I listened without any questions since I didn't really know enough about what they were saying to ask. I finally spoke up and asked Kelly about sending up the balloon. This required telling the others about the balloon. Darrell was very impressed again and doubly so when Kelly told him along with various types of radar it was equipped with Infra Red imaging and covered the area around us out to a large radius. After she'd finished her explanations Kelly decided it was time to send it up. She got things going and was soon letting the balloon rise. It had optical cameras which also gave us a surprisingly breathtaking view of our place and much of the surrounding countryside. She bragged she could even check for limping cows with it and we all laughed. Kelly stopped the balloon at eight thousand feet and flicked through several views on the main console. Shortly she told me the team in Nebraska had not been activated. She said there were interlopers staying in the house, but they had not gained access to any of the underground facilities. She sent commands to lock all below surface access and suggested we head there now. "Why would we want to leave now Kelly?" I asked. "We can take the Lear and be there in two hours. We'll touch down and the team can exit. The Lear can then lift off again and return here. It won't be on the ground for over three minutes. The team will enter the tower and then the tunnel. We will be inside the tunnel and inaccessible to them before they even know anything has happened. We have the capability to send in a gas that will render everyone in the house unconscious. After it has taken effect we will go up wearing gas masks and secure them. We can decide what to do with them later," she explained. "How will we enter the tunnel if you have blocked access?" I asked. "I have an override transmitter we can use locally." I asked all the others what they thought and everyone thought we were wasting time. Darrell said the facility was priceless and should be secured at once. I told Kelly to gather the troops and she punched in a code at the main console and a small alarm signal started sounding. She and Jasmine took me by the arms and headed off with me. We went to my bedroom and I collected my weapons and some dark clothing. Jasmine and Kelly were already ready to go. I came out and Kelly said we really needed to go to one of the warehouses and get Jasmine and I some proper security uniforms. I asked if I would get to help measure Jasmine for hers and they both laughed. Kelly asked if she could sit in my lap for the flight. When we got to the airstrip the Lear was sitting on go and all the rest of the team was in it. I learned Helen was flying it and Aimee was with her for some practice with it. Two minutes later we were airborne. Kelly had been able to access the security sensors at Nebraska and they had showed no one was on the premises except in the house. We wouldn't be able to get any updates along the way though. Helen was going to make the landing as quiet as possible. She wouldn't kill the engines, but she would cut them back as far as she dared. Aimee would be going with us into the tunnel and Helen would return to Ft Worth alone. We touched down and the place was dark as far as we could see. The moon was bright and when we rolled to a stop by the tower we exited. The Lear, as projected, was gone again in under three minutes. We were all already inside the terminal and headed down in the elevator. We were closed back up in the tunnel within ten minutes of the time the Lear first touched the runway. We passed through the tunnel and into the guest quarters. They were empty as expected and we went through and into the command center tunnel. We passed through the command center and into the security entrance house tunnel. It wasn't as long as the one in Ft Worth. When Kelly opened the door we heard the same thing though. I was ready for it this time. "Aten HUT." A loud female voice said from behind the door. Kelly preceded me into the security entrance house's basement. A statuesque woman who reminded me strongly of Seven of Nine but with blonde hair was apparently in command. Kelly introduced me to her as the new commander. She told me the woman's name was Seven. I guess the surprise showed on my face and as she offered me her hand to shake Seven explained since the resemblance was there and since she was often called Seven in jest she just used it now. I'm sure Tuvok would proclaim it logical. Both Nebraska teams were present and I was introduced to another statuesque beauty. Glenda was blonde also. She was of a similar build with Kelly and Seven but her presence wasn't as imposing as Seven. Frankly I doubted I'd ever seen a woman as imposing as Seven before. Also daunting was my other task after we cleared the squatters from the house. I needed to turn the female members of this team. There were twenty-two females. I was glad I remembered to have Nancy sort through the new jewelry before we left. I was afraid we would have to stay an extra day though. Kelly introduced Jasmine as the Security chief for the whole plan now. She referred to the whole operation as the plan. Seven then introduced Jasmine and I to the whole team. They apparently knew Kelly already. Kelly explained interlopers had occupied the house and we needed to secure and then evaluate them for inclusion into the plan. They all indicated their understanding and approval. Glenda suggested we go to the command center, check the monitors, and if things looked favorable we could release the gas. After it had done its job we could don masks and then enter and secure the occupants while the gas was being cleared. Kelly concurred and we went to the command center. Seven opened the advanced room which also contained the Patriot, Phalanx, and Crusader command and control. Glenda dispatched four of her team to fetch gas masks from their storage area. Glenda cycled the monitors through the main house and located the occupants. She asked for permission to release the gas and I gave it. Everyone in the house was sleeping soundly within fifteen minutes. We entered the house with our mask on. Seven had informed us the gas would lose effectiveness in about thirty minutes. We spread out and searched the main and second floor. It was deja vu for me. The house looked exactly like the Ft Worth house had before we moved in. Five of the master suites had occupants - one man and two women each in three bedrooms and five women in each of the other two. In the first suite we entered a man had passed out between the legs of a delicious looking brunet. I took a minute to envy him. She was gorgeous and even though she was unconscious her fat titties stood up and they jiggled as I rocked the bed to see if they would stir. I hate to admit it, but I wanted to shuck my clothes, roll the man off, and just slide my hardon up her. I guess Jasmine could read my mind. "Jack, let us cuff him and roll him onto the floor. You can just let her wake up finding out what her new life is going to be all about," Jasmine suggested. I could tell she serious. Hell, I wanted to do it badly. My dick was throbbing as I looked down on the unconscious woman. "We don't have time for that Jasmine, we have to secure the house." I'll admit I said it reluctantly. "You have time for it Jack. There are plenty of us to take care of the house," she said, as she cuffed the man's hands behind his back and rolled him to the floor. Her spread naked body was now revealed to me. I noticed for the first time her arms and legs were bound and she was stretched moderately. I'm sure it wasn't comfortable but it probably wasn't too painful. My dick gave another lurch as I considered her reaction if she came to, still bound, and discovered a man wearing nothing but a gas mask pounding her to glory. "See if you can release her Jasmine." "Aren't you gonna fuck her Jack. I'm wet already from thinking about it." "You're about to convince me even though I know I shouldn't. A team member saved me from myself as she reported everyone was at least cuffed now. She also reported the women in the rooms without men had already been cuffed when they went to them and were apparently being held as prisoners. I asked them to release all the women and stand guard over them. I also ask them to be cordial to the women and to interview them to gain any information they could about what had been going on while they were here. I told them to take all the men into one bedroom and make sure they were bound hand and foot. I explained I would conduct their interviews myself. "What will we do with the men sir?" Seven asked. "Unless things are different than they appear I believe we will burry them shortly. Or maybe we'll find a hog pen outside to take care of the remains," I said. "I don't mean to be presumptuous, but shouldn't we consider what skills they might have?" Seven asked. "No skill can make them valuable to me if they have been holding these women against their will and abusing them sexually. We haven't had time to discuss my philosophy yet Seven. In a nutshell it is - if you rape a woman you die ASAP." For the first time I saw a smile on Seven's face. It had to be a big smile to show behind the mask. "Permission to speak freely sir?" Seven asked. "By all means Seven. I consider all security team members my most valuable assets. You always have permission to speak freely to me." "I really like the way you think sir and we do have a hog pen. I hope these assholes haven't been overfeeding the hogs," Seven said, and I could hear humor in her voice. "I've already tested the hog pen method of disposal on one would be baby raper and I can report it is impressive in its efficiency even if the hogs are not particularly hungry," I said. After our little exchange I reflected on my thoughts of just a moment ago. I was probably going to have three men killed within the hour; but I had recently been tempted to just slide my hard dick in and complete the rape of one of the defenseless women. I shuddered when I heard a voice in my head repeat the old militarism Rank had its privileges. I got over it though. Jasmine must have read my mind. She came to me and told me if the naked brunet didn't want any of my dick when she woke up plenty of others did. Jasmine, Aimee, Seven, Kelly, and Kelly's team and I had secured the house. Glenda was instructing the local team members in resuming their duties and readying the house for any occupants I might send. As the women began coming to they were instructed to dress and move to one of the studies. Jasmine had prepared large pitchers of ice water explaining the gas would make the women thirsty. We were now able to remove the mask and we placed them in the kitchen near the elevator. The women who saw the elevator's entrance open were surprised. They were also surprised by the armed occupation. The brunet I'd admired earlier was dressed now and was in the kitchen drinking a large glass of water. She saw me and I guess she recognized I was the leader of the troops. "Who are you?" she asked. "I'm Jack, the rightful owner of this facility," I told her. "What are you going to do with us?" she asked. "We will want to interview you and see what conditions you were living under before we decide," I said. "Did you see where I was when we went out?" she asked. "Yes I did. I was one of the ones who released you." "Then you can probably guess about the conditions we were being held under. We were being held as slaves. We had to work during the day and we were raped repeatedly at night," she said. "I'm sorry we didn't get here sooner. That's all over now," I said, making it a promise. "You mean you aren't going to keep us to work and fuck like the others did?" "No woman under my protection is required to pay for her security and care with sex. None of them are required to do anything at all. If you want sex you can probably find a partner. If you don't you had better not be bothered. Would you like to know what is going to happen to the men who were here if the other women support what you've told me?" I asked. "What?" "I'm going to have them killed and fed to the hogs." "If you do I want sex with you, early and often." "I might just arrange it. I'll admit you made a tempting sight chained to the bed before I had you released." "If you kill those three bastards I want you to take me back in there, chain me back up, and fuck the living shit out of me, in any hole you'd like. You can whip me, beat me even - I'll kiss your feet after you finish. I can't tell you how many times I've wished I had died during the plague. With them gone I might come to be glad I'm alive," she told me seriously. "Well let's go into the study and talk to the others," I said. She came with me and it only took about ten minutes for me to know I didn't need to talk to the men. Jasmine stayed with the frightened women while Kelly, her team members, and I went to see the men. They began asking us what we thought we were doing when we entered the room. I let them stew a little, as I looked them over. They all seemed to be in excellent physical shape. I just had to wonder a minute about what caused them to act as they had. Surely they knew there were plenty of women around and they needn't have enslaved these. I might have considered letting them live if they'd just made the women pay with sex for their care and feeding. I would never give it even a thought after they had held the women captive and worked them like slaves. Finally I asked them what they thought they were doing squatting on my property and holding the women captive. They seemed to realize they were in deep shit after the question. One said they didn't know it was mine. I pointed out he surely must have known it wasn't his. He lamely offered he thought the owners were dead. "Thinking was your first mistake since you obviously aren't qualified. Capturing and holding the women in slavery was a bigger mistake," I said, and I know my smile must have been frightening since he shuddered. "What are you going to do with us?" One of the others asked, truculently. I was afraid if I told them in here they would stain the carpet. I decided to keep it a secret until they were outside. "We'll discuss it outside," I said. I ask Kelly to have them taken out back by the pool. She nodded to her team and six of the women holstered their side arms and grabbed hold, two each, to the men. They dragged them out through the sauna room and across the patio past the pool then out onto the grass. The men were all still naked. "Kelly I want to try something. I want to throw them in the hog pen alive and see if the hogs will do the whole job for us," I said, in a loud voice. I know the men thought I was just trying to scare them. They all puffed up and put on brave faces. "If the hogs are squeamish about live food we can always shoot the men over the fence," I said. She was grinning. The men lost some of their bravado then, but not all of it. Kelly signaled the team again and they resumed their dragging of the now complaining men. When we got to the hog pen I asked Kelly to send one of her people back to the house to ask the women if they wanted to see the men's punishment. She dispatched a blonde man and he returned with two women. One was the brunet, Crystal, and the other was one of the woman who'd been in the room with her, Samantha. Crystal came right up to me and was looking at the men. "I thought you were going to kill them," she said, accusingly. "We're going to see if the hogs will do it," I said. "Boy, when you want in a girls panties you go all out, don't you," she said. "Yes, but after I get in them I don't let her wear them any more. Show her Kelly," I said and I winked at Kelly. Kelly dropped her fatigue pants and her beautiful ass shined in the moonlight until she turned around in a circle to show off her wonderful red bush. I nodded and she pulled her pants back up and fastened them. "Show her what I gave you to wear instead of panties Kelly." Kelly shot her left hand out and showed her ring to Crystal and then to Samantha who's curiosity had gotten the better of her by now. "Jesus. Can you do me right now on the grass?" Crystal asked, and I think she might have been serious. "Why don't we save it until we get back to Ft Worth. The screaming these assholes are going to be doing in just a minute will probably spoil the mood," I said. "Samantha, you'd better come introduce yourself to Jack before the others find out about him. I've got a feeling he has a long dance card and there are already a lot of names on it," Crystal said, to her friend. Samantha came over and Crystal introduced us. She told Samantha I was the one who had engineered their freedom. "Thank you, you have my undying gratitude, and you can have anything else you want too," Samantha said, and smiled. I winked at Samantha and gave her ass a squeeze. I told her I would be holding her to it later, but right now I had to slop the hogs. I told Kelly to save the one we'd found on Crystal for last. She agreed and then signaled her people and they took one of the others and threw him over the fence. We heard the hogs come over snuffling around the bound naked man. In a few minutes one must have bitten him since he screamed. I was watching the other two and they didn't show much bravado now. The screams grew louder for a while and then stopped. The noises the hogs were making didn't even slow down. They were obviously fighting over the best bits. Kelly nodded and the next one went over the rail. The hogs weren't as shy this time and the screaming started almost at once. It was also over much faster. Crystal wanted a little time with the last one and a knife but I declined. I told her I didn't want her getting any ideas incase she didn't like the way I treated her. I pointed out the hogs would probably want the parts she probably wanted to cut off. She laughed one of the most evil laughs I'd ever heard. Kelly's people threw the last one over the rail and we all turned to leave. "Goodbye son of a bitch," Crystal yelled to him over her shoulder. We all went back into the house while he was still screaming. It was only a couple of hours until daylight now and I was tired. The Nebraska security team had everything squared away. I made noises about going to bed and Kelly showed me to the only bedroom which had been unoccupied. She and Jasmine told me they were going to ask Seven and Glenda if they had time to make sure I was warm while I was sleeping. I smiled and told them it sounded wonderful, but even I needed some rest. They said they would make them promise to only make sure I slept comfortably until I was fully rested and I agreed. I warned them to make sure Seven and Glenda were told it wasn't required and what I was going to do to them if they did show up. They promised they would and so I went into the bedroom. I got naked and took a quick shower. I was in bed, but not yet asleep when they entered. Seven came over and knelt by the bed with her hands up like a child saying her prayers. "Thank you lord for these, thy gifts, which we are about to receive. Amen." ------- Chapter 53 They got in on either side and snuggled up against me and I drifted off to sleep with titties for a pillow. I had one arm under Seven and clutched a big fat firm titty. I cupped her warm pussy with the other and I pressed my half-firm dick up to her magnificent ass. As I slept I dreamed I was back in my harem. Just like the old movies. Glenda was fanning me now and Seven was feeding me the grapes. Mitsie was down by my waist idly stroking my now twelve-inch cock and troubling my nuts, which were the size of tennis balls. Kelly and Jasmine, who appeared to be over nine feet tall, were standing guard over me in their black fatigues, holding M2 50 caliber machine guns like assault rifles. They wore long loops of belted cartridges wrapped around their shoulders. I looked over and smiled at Susan and Nancy who were nursing my first two sons. I looked out across the room and it went on forever. It was filled with women and they were all in their harem outfits and most were up dancing sexily. I couldn't even begin to count their numbers so I just lay back and ask Mitsie to lick me a little, telling her I might want some pussy in a few minutes. "I'll check with Jenna - she can search the database to see who gets the next load," Diane told me, from where she was sitting, nursing one of my first daughters. My eyes snapped open. I didn't move because I didn't know what woke me. I still had one hand around Seven's firm fat titty and the other was still between her legs and up against her warm moist pussy. Time had passed since I went to sleep though. The sun was up now. I listened but couldn't hear any noises from the house. I couldn't decide whether the dream had caused me to wake, or if some sound had, or it the sunlight had. The sunlight wasn't falling directly on me and I didn't hear any noises now. I chalked it up to the dream. It was enough to wake me and it seemed to be coming true already. I didn't have an actual count of the women I'd turned and considered mine. I thought it was over forty by now. Forty women, Jesus, how could I be fucking forty women? I know Janet thought I'd get better with use but damn. The simple arithmetic of the time involved was now prohibitive. If I did nothing but fuck and sleep I couldn't get to all of them in one day, even if my dick stayed hard all the time. I had to think up a logical plan for this, but how could I? It was important for me to fuck these women and not just for the sex. It was a key to keeping myself in my position of power. I wanted that power now and not just for self-gratification. I'd convinced myself I was doing good with it. I was pretty sure Crystal, Samantha, and the other women who had been held in slavery here thought I was doing good also. Most of the gang's prisoners probably felt the same way. I knew the three assholes here probably hadn't liked my methods at the last, but fuck them, they were dead. Parts of them were probably hog shit already. I wondered if there had ever been a man on earth with a problem like this. I wondered if any man except me would even consider it a problem. Wasn't this every man's dream? Forty beautiful women wanting to give you a piece of their pussy anytime you wanted some, with none of them ever jealous of the others. Not a one had ever seriously nagged me about anything. All of them just did their best to do what ever I wanted them to. Could I be sure I was really still alive? Might there be a heaven after all and was I just in it and didn't know yet. It just seemed everywhere I turned there were fantastically beautiful sexy women who would just love to have my dick up them as far as I could shove it. Was this really a problem? This line of enquiry wasn't helping anything. Thinking about it in these terms wasn't leading anywhere productive. This was a problem and I was usually a good problem solver, but I was never a good worrier. I had forty or more women to fuck. I was surely going to gather more as I went along. Hell, I'm sure more than half of the team members were women. That meant I could still have over three hundred more women I needed to fuck, at least once. That didn't even count the maintenance fucks Shelly had said I would need to give them. I decided I would just have to do it. I would just fuck every woman whose panties I could get off her, but was through warning them it would change them. They didn't believe me anyway so why was I wasting my time with that bullshit. I could have them fucked and turned in the time I could explain it. They would know all about it afterwards. Why tell them when I could just show them more easily and have fun in the bargain. I felt Seven stir. I squeezed the titty I was holding and cupped her pussy again. I rubbed my whole hand around on her pussy and she tried to open her legs a little in her sleep. I twisted the nipple I could reach just a little and let my forefinger on the other hand try to wiggle between her pussylips. She wasn't really wet, just damp. I teased between her labia and tried to get her juices going. I decided I was ready to start the day's fucking and so I disentangled from her and eased her over to her back. Her eyes opened and after a second to realize where she was, and who the naked man was looming over her body she smiled at me. I put my mouth to hers and kissed her softly at first. I licked at her lips and she parted them as I slipped just the tip of my tongue between them and teased her tongue a little. Then I pulled my mouth off her and kissed over her cheeks and across to one of her ears. I worried my tongue tip around over her ear and nibbled on the lobe then I kissed down from her ear and onto her throat. I was holding my weight off her with my hands on the mattress, but I let myself down until just my chest hair was touching her nipples. I moved my upper body in little circles teasing her nipples with the bristly hair. She smiled a big lazy smile and put her hands on my back to smooth over it and over my ass. She toyed with my buns and then slid her hands back up to twirl her fingers in my hair. I kissed the tip of her nose and then back onto her lips. She pressed her tongue into my mouth this time and we dueled. I could feel Seven wiggling and squirming just the tiniest bit now. She moved her hands up and her arms encircled me. She hugged me to her and we kissed sweetly with just a hint of passion to come. Seven broke the kiss and looked into my eyes. "Don't turn me this time Jack, please. Just make love to me first. When Glenda wakes up I want you to turn her first. I still want you to trick me, but just not yet," Seven said. I nodded my assent, but I was stunned. I could tell from her voice she was sincere and I knew from the way she talked she already knew what the effect on her or any woman would be. I knew she hadn't just taken Kelly's and the other's word for it. I knew she knew. I knew and I wondered how she knew. I wondered what it meant for me also. If she knew and she turned against me there could be problems, big problems if she wanted to make them. I lost my concentration on what I was doing and she noticed it at once. "Don't worry Jack, I'm with you all the way and I want you to turn me. I just want you to make love to me first without it. I know about the trick. When Kelly first introduced us in the security entrance house I knew you had turned her and I could tell you had all the others too. They just confirmed it when they told me about it. I'm already your woman Jack - I just want you to let me love you on my own for a while without the trick. I'll be dying for it soon enough. Just love me this time please," she said. Somehow I felt relieved. I'd found another woman who knew about the trick and who wanted it. I stopped worrying and started kissing her again. She was more passionate now and as she spread her legs a little farther she began pushing her pussy up against the underside of my dick. Seven was wet and enthusiastic now and I found I didn't have enough freedom to play with all her beautiful parts. If I tried to use my hand I would settle down onto her and this would shield her titties from a manual assault. If I raised my self on one hand to use the other on a titty, I would soon find the arm supporting me tiring. I started retreating down her body and thought I would just get a little taste of her pussy and decide what to do afterwards. My first stop on the way was at her twin fat peaks. I sucked and nibbled on her nipples as my abdomen lay in the valley between her thighs. I could now feel her wetness as she pushed her pussy against my stomach. He nipples hadn't seemed unusually large when I first tasted their texture but they had swollen to plump cherries now and I nibbled them as she moaned. I strained up to kiss her lips again and her tongue was frantic in my mouth now as she sucked at mine. I went back to her magnificent titties and realized her adopted name had probably been at least a two-way joke. Magnificent Seven. I feasted on her breasts again and began sucking little hickeys on them. I decided I liked marking my women this way. It didn't hurt them and they always seemed proud to receive the little love marks. They had even liked showing off my teeth marks when I'd left them, before I'd even heard of the trick. Reluctantly I continued down over Seven's firmly toned abdomen. I teased and nipped her navel and was rewarded with groans of approval. I kissed and licked my way down through her light blonde bush. Her hips were writhing now and my target was at first a little difficult to acquire. Soon my tongue tip was pressing between her lips to taste her though. She pulled her feet to her ass now raising her knees and allowing me complete access to her vulva and down into the crack of her ass. I licked her perineum dutifully, teasing her by dodging both her rosebud and her slit. She began actively aiming to create contact with either of these by moving her ass up and down. Sometimes when she felt she nearly had it and I moved away just in time she growled her frustration. I gave in and speared my pointed tongue toward her anus. I felt it tighten and then she shook and clenched like she'd received a jolt. I persisted as she relaxed and I could feel my tongue entering her. I knew at once I would have to buttfuck Seven soon. She delighted in my anal stimulation and her hips were wriggling with lively effort now. She was trying to press her asshole down around my tongue. She must have know she couldn't help anything doing this as it mostly just made it harder for me to get more tongue up her. I think she probably just couldn't help herself. I left her ass and moved up toward her pussy. Seven was a truly beautiful physical specimen. She was wonderfully proportioned, but she was a tall big woman. She still managed to look utterly feminine, but was just generously made. He pussy was small though. It seemed to be just a tidy concession to her femininity. No matter, it tasted delicious and I thought it was making a wonderful appetizer before my breakfast. Seven was already on the edge and with just a few teases of her clit she exploded. She squealed her pleasure and clamped my head with her thighs. I kept licking and was finally able to pucker up and put some suction on her clitty. This seemed to redouble her orgasm and as she finally finished she lay back limply panting. Glenda had been roused by Seven's noises, but I didn't have time to tell her good morning. I kissed my way back up Seven's listless body as she tried to catch her breath. She had strength to respond when I kissed her lips again and I trailed kisses off her cheek to her ear and as I did she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my head to her lips and whispered in my ear. "Glenda is awake now. I'll fake the trick when we come after you fuck me," she said, faintly. I wasn't sure Seven had her strength back yet, but my dick was hard and I wanted it in something. I put a hand on it and wet the head in Seven's tiny wet slit, then I placed it in her pussy and pushed. Seven was amazingly tight. I had to work my way in, but it was a delightful trip. It took about ten strokes to get buried all the way up her. "God, your pussy's tight and hot and feels like heaven." "I exercise it with a first grader's pencil," she said, giggling. "Thank you." I could give her full strokes now and I started. They were wonderful. Seven still wasn't up to helping much, but I didn't really need any help. I just plowed into her wet warmth and my dick loved the feeling. I wanted to come so bad and I knew I could without any prompting but I held back. Glenda was on her knees beside me watching now and I knew she expected me to put Seven out without coming. I didn't know how she knew, but I could tell from her body language she recognized the process and expected to help. I didn't want her to help since I didn't actually want to turn Seven now. She had asked me not to do it yet and I had agreed. Seven had her will back now and she was bucking and groaning again. Glenda was watching her face intently. Then Glenda turned her head and looked into my eyes. She seemed far away and almost trance like. "She's almost there. I can help if you want me to," Glenda told me. I didn't want her to. I didn't know how she knew what was coming, but I could tell she did. I was sure Kelly and Jasmine hadn't explained it to her in enough detail for her to act so confidently about what was going on. I had to tell her something though. "No. I can do it. I want you to turn around here and let me suck your beautiful titties. You look so luscious I have to get my mouth on you," I told her. She turned to me and putting a hand under each titty she offered them to my lips. I sucked and nibbled them and it excited me. I kept on with the long wonderful strokes up Seven's warm pussy, but I was careful not to push all the way up to bump her cervix. I took a hand off Seven's ass and put it on Glenda's. Glenda's ass was a marvel itself. It felt so wonderfully full and firm as I mauled it one handed. I could tell this was turning Glenda on also. My lips left her nipple after one last little nip with my teeth. "Turn around and kneel down and let Seven suck on your titties. Keep you ass close to me so I can play with it while I'm fucking her. You're getting me hot and I think I can even come as I put her out," I said. Glenda was happy to offer her titties to Seven and Seven seemed happy to get them. I was just happy to pump in Seven's pussy. As Glenda's beautiful ass came into range I slid a hand up between her legs and gripped her inner thigh just below her pussy. I used my thumb to press up between her wet lips and then I put it as far up her pussy as I could and pushed for more. She was soon dripping all over my hand. I had Glenda going good now also. I took my thumb from her pussy and put a finger in it for some juice. I took the finger out and swiped the slipperiness around her asshole and then slipped the fingertip into her rosebud. Glenda gasped and I pressed harder. Soon I was giving her ass a good fingerfucking and I was really close to coming. I started thrusting hard into Seven and took my finger out of Gloria's ass to manipulate Seven's clitty. I didn't give her the frantic vibration I used for the trick but just a little pinch. It set her off and she set me off. I pumped my come up her as she chewed Glenda's nipples. Seven did an excellent acting job as her eyes rolled back into her head. If I hadn't known she was faking I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference. Glenda seemed completely fooled. She helped me off of Seven and then straightened her out and made her comfortable. I had blasted a heavy load up Seven but just looking at Glenda's naked horny body made me hot and I asked her to clean me off a little and suck me back hard. She seemed eager to help and my dick was in her mouth in just a few seconds. I never really lost my hardon. The pressure went down a little but not much. Glenda's attention had me back in operating condition shortly and I urged her into the doggy position and was soon balls deep in her pleasant pussy. She was tight and warm also and she just felt good. I knew from the start though I wouldn't be shooting a wad in Glenda. I went for the long trick strokes and was bumping her cervix and pulling on her hips right away. She felt really good inside and it was pleasant to just fuck her and fuck her. All too soon she was near the end. I leaned over her back and took command of her clit and started the vibrating movement of my fingers. I pressed my dickhead against her cervix and just hit her with the tiny strokes. She screamed out my name and then left me as she went limp. Seven quit her charade as soon as she knew Glenda was out. She straightened Glenda up to make her comfortable, and then she leaned over and seemed to be whispering in Glenda's ear for a while. I just sat there watching with a hard dick. When Seven finished whatever she was doing with Glenda she looked at me and smiled. She noticed my throbbing hardon and smiled some more. "Poor baby. We've worked you hard and you're still ready for more. I guess it's just my lucky day. Come to momma," she said, lying back and spreading her arms and legs. I was glad to slip my dick back up in her pussy. She put her arms around me and held me tight as I began soothing my aching hardness in her steaming pussy. She then gave me a good approximation of Karen's housewife fuck, as she just mostly lay there stroking and caressing me with her hands, kissing around on my face and telling me I was her man and she loved me as I pounded on her welcoming pussy until I blasted a big load up her. Then I sagged down onto her and rested. Later I slipped from between Seven and Glenda and headed for the kitchen. I was going to miss seeing Nancy for my morning coffee and breakfast, but I was surprised to find Aimee in the kitchen with the coffee ready and breakfast started. She was in her regulation morning uniform. I went to her for a good morning kiss and grope and as we got going it nearly turned into a good morning fuck. We finally separated though. "Morning Aimee. How did you get up so early?" I asked. "I don't know something just woke me. It wasn't you and Seven and Glenda though. I didn't start hearing Seven moan until a short time after I was awake," she said, grinning as she teased. "Careful Aimee, you know what Nancy got for teasing me the other night," I said, with a leer. "Yes and I'm sure I deserve a little of the same. I've been just a little naughty." "You haven't been thinking about your little boy Johnny again have you?" "Maybe," she said, and blushed crimson. "I'll have to remember it. Johnny had told me lately he wasn't awed by older women nearly so much anymore. It might be time for him to get a little taste of what a mother's pussy can do for him." Aimee blushed even darker then and I could tell she was burning up. Let her smolder, I might just tell Johnny the secret after all and let him try it on his mother first. It just gave me a good old nasty feeling. I could use the help and I'm sure Johnny would love a shot of his sexy mother. My breakfast was ready now and Aimee got herself together enough to serve it. She brought us more coffee and ate with me. She asked what the plan was for today and I told her I wanted to talk it over with Jasmine and Kelly, but I thought I wanted to return to Ft Worth. I was thinking of leaving some of the male security men from home here and taking some of the women back home for indoctrination. "I see you like the Nebraska pussy," Aimee said, teasing me. "I like all pussy Aimee, I don't think I've ever had a piece I didn't love. It's just too bad we don't have a commercial jetliner. I could close myself up in first class and indoctrinate all the way back home." "We could probably find one easily Jack. Shit, we could find Air Force One and fly you around in it. I think it has bedrooms," she said, grinning. "It probably can't land on our short airstrip." ------- Chapter 54 Kelly and Jasmine came in then and I gave them the morning eye opener and pussy moistener. They approved of my efforts and I asked if we could take a day off for a fuck break. Their faces lit up and then they both just shook their heads and said not unless I thought it was mandatory. I told them I'd try to get by with just fuck as fuck can. Aimee fixed their plates and I talked to them as they ate. I finally asked Kelly what she though of my switch out plan for some of the women here. "It's probably a good idea Jack. You know my feelings on this. If you can take it I want you to fuck every woman with us. It will be easier on you if you can do them at your main residence," she said. "Jack wants a plane with a bedroom so he can work his way home," Aimee told them, and laughed. "I'm glad you said it. We have some already. They're Boeing 717s and they were used by the committee members. They can carry forty passengers and have two bedrooms also. The last I heard one was at the Lincoln airport," Kelly said. "Won't they be too big for our airstrip?" I asked. "No, there's plenty of room for them to land on the strip," Kelly said. Seven and Glenda came in then and they had been clued to the morning uniform. I kissed and fondled them and they blushed as the others watched. I reached into my pocket and produced a large diamond ring for each of them. Seven was the first woman I hadn't turned yet to get one. I still wondered about her knowledge, but didn't want the others to know I hadn't tricked her. She had also mentioned it would be best if they didn't. Aimee got them both a cup of coffee and told them breakfast would be ready soon. They sat with their coffee and joined the conversation with Kelly and Jasmine. Seven told Kelly one of the 717s was indeed parked at Lincoln airport when the sickness started. She didn't have any current news about it and we didn't have any combat type helicopters here. They did have a Sikorsky and Jasmine and Kelly decided to send part of our Ft Worth team in the Sikorsky to see about fetching the jet. They went off to give them their orders. The team members started drifting in for breakfast soon after. All the women from Ft Worth were dressed for my inspection. The Nebraska team women, except for Seven and Glenda, of course seemed a little miffed they weren't in on the proceedings. "Don't worry ladies, Jack is making plans for your indoctrination right now," Seven told them smiling. After breakfast the team headed to see about getting the jet left in the Sikorsky. It looked a little funny to see ten armed troops getting into a business helicopter. Kelly, Jasmine, Glenda, Seven, and I went to the command center and we went into the advanced section. Seven typed some commands to the console and a popup message app jumped up. She sent a message to Brenda and soon had a reply. Brenda told us everything was going smoothly there and said they wanted to send after more helicopters from Ft Hood. I talked it over with Jasmine and Kelly and then told Brenda to keep one fighter pilot and one Cobra pilot home for protection and the rest could be sent to Ft Hood to ferry machines. I ask her to get them to load any Chinooks they brought back with arms, ammunition, and equipment. Kelly reminded me we had other assets scattered around which the plan had provided. She said they were safe enough now and we should really concentrate on securing all the rest of the facilities. I asked her if we could tell about possible uninvited occupants at these facilities. She told me we would have to physically go to them. She felt we could just do the same kind of take over at all the other places. I asked Seven to show me the differences between this facility and the one in Ft Worth. She agreed and we left the others still planning the day in the command center. I didn't really care about the differences here and Seven knew it. I wanted to get her alone to talk to her about her unexpected knowledge. As soon as we were away from the command center and in the tunnel Seven stopped me and whispered in my ear. She spoke so lowly I could barely hear her. "Call Jasmine to us and when she gets here tell her to have Kelly turn off all the outdoor audio pickups. It's important," she told me. I turned back toward the command center and yelled for Jasmine. She came to me at once and I told her my request. She agreed and left to carry it out. Seven and I went back to the guest quarters and then up into the house. When we reached the main floor we went outside through the front entrance. There were a few lawn chairs out in the front yard and we sat in them. "Jack I know I was slightly mysterious about the trick. I didn't really have to be - I did it just for me, but I don't think it was harmful or detrimental to you. I believe I'm about to tell you more about the trick than you wanted to know," she said. "It won't be hard to tell me more about it than I understand. I don't even know why it works," I said. "No one I know of has ever known. I only know of one person who knew about most of its power. He's dead now. He was the ultimate leader of the plan and he used the trick to get it started. I don't know how he discovered it either," she said. "Who was he? Was it the president?" I asked. "Oh no. Not even close Jack. It was the Reverend Carlisle. Even if you weren't religious you must have seen him on TV the day before the religious leaders died. He was all over CNN predicting more hellfire and brimstone. I thought it was terrifically ironic he was one of the first religious leaders to die," she said. I did remember Reverend Carlisle. I had even seen him on TV before the sickness started. He was always popping up to lead prayers in Congress or at the Super Bowl or at other nationally televised occasions. He was a big religious figurehead. I had laughed myself when he had been one of the first religious leaders to die. "How did he get to be leader of the plan?" I asked, astounded. "He did it with his dick. He'd known about the trick for years, over fifteen years in fact. He learned more and more about it as he went. He did it mostly by experimentation. After using it for about ten years he had the money and power to pay for secret research. The research was hampered by his own paranoia though. He wouldn't tell the scientist he'd hired exactly what they were looking for. Even though every one of them was under his control via the trick, none of them knew about it," Seven explained. "Did he only use women researchers? How could they not know if he'd tricked them?" I asked. "There are other methods that go with the trick that you apparently don't know. Just from my observations I'd guess all you know is how to perform it. The women I've seen you have turned all seem to just have the basic love and devotion that go with the procedure," Seven explained. "I'm sure you're right. Shelly and Sarah taught it to me and just turning the women is all I know how to do," I said. "They didn't know how to perform the companion procedure, on the men, did they?" Seven asked. She had my undivided attention now. None of us had a clue there was anything remotely like it for men. I shuddered as I though of not only fucking every woman on earth, but that I might have to also cornhole every man. I just wasn't wired that way and I knew I would never be able to do it. My discomfiture must have been obvious because Seven laughed. "No Jack, you won't have to do the men. We will have to teach two woman teams to turn the men for you," she explained. I was relieved at once. I'm sure it showed since she kept smiling and trying not to laugh. I finally laughed too. It was funny when I thought about it. "We'll go over it later, I have some other real shockers for you first. Do you know why I wanted Jasmine to turn off the audio pickups?" Seven asked. "I assumed you had something you wanted to tell me and you didn't want them to hear," I said. "Correct. Since they are all under your control now it wasn't mandatory, but it won't hurt anything either." Seven took the walkie-talkie off her belt and handed it to me. She asked me to summon Kelly to us and she said she was going to give me a demonstration. I called Kelly and asked her to come to the front lawn. "When she gets here I want you to use the key phrase on her," Seven said. "What key phrase?" "The one she was given when she was turned. Even though Carlisle is gone I am sure it will still work. If I had the same phrase it would take me out too, but I don't. As far as I know I'm the only one who had a different phrase. "This is what you say to her: New Genesis, Chapter 1, Verse 1, In The New Beginning. It will put her into a deep hypnotic like trance. It may be hypnotic in nature. It will make her susceptible to your commands. She will take anything you say to her in that state as irrefutable fact and will perform any task you give her without question," Seven said. "I thought hypnosis couldn't make a person do something against their beliefs of what was right and wrong," I said. "Well that may or may not be the case with hypnosis, but in this situation it isn't. You could tell Kelly to hold her chin up so I could cut her throat more easily and she wouldn't hesitate. You have to be extremely careful what you tell one of your followers in this mode. To bring her back you only need to tell her, Close The New Bible. It will end her trance. She will not consciously remember the session unless you tell her to." "How did all this come about from the trick?" I asked. "It was apparently a long process for Carlisle to discover. The short version is during the time a woman or man is unconscious after the trick they are open to hypnotic like suggestions. Carlisle had a standard set of instructions worked out and they were very effective. He had thousands of people under his control. Since he is dead they will no longer be devoted to him, but they are still programmed or I assume they are. We will see for sure when Kelly gets here." "What if she isn't still programmed?" "Then you will look a little silly for a minute or two and we will have thousands of people to retrick," Seven said. "Thousands, Kelly told me she was the one who knew about everything in the plan and she only mentioned the security teams," I said. "Glenda would tell you the same thing. Now I'm going to tell it to you, and I can prove it when Kelly arrives. I am the only person left living who knows all the assets and details of what's left of the plan, and their are probably thousands left. They are leaderless now but we can shift their loyalty to you with just a few words. "We can also get them to come to us. I'm sure many were killed by the sickness, but there were more than ten thousand in the plan," Seven said. "Ten thousand? How could he turn ten thousand people, even if he had years?" I asked. "He didn't turn them all. He trained teams of men to turn the women for him and he trained teams of women to turn the men. They had precise instructions on how to do it and how to program the ones they turned. "Carlisle was a brilliant man, but the power he accumulated was changing him. His paranoia was growing and a few of the details of it would have doomed it to eventual failure. I don't think it would have stopped him from cleansing the world. It would have been very difficult to repopulate after his virus though. He simply wasn't going to have enough men to do it. He only intended to have twenty or thirty men who were fertile." "Twenty or thirty? What about all the male team members?" I asked. "Carlisle had slipped a cog. He wanted to be the main father for the new world. All the male team members got vasectomies and I doubt any of them were even allowed to know it. They were all done by doctors under Carlisle's control and they were done so that they couldn't be reversed," she told me. Kelly appeared then and came to us. I spoke the phrase to her and she slumped slightly "Kelly ready for instructions sir." "What now?" I asked Seven. "Ask her now who the top team leader was." I did. "Seven is the top security team leader from the original plan. Now though you have told me Jasmine is the security leader. Thankfully nothing has come up which has caused them to give me conflicting orders. "Of course Jasmine doesn't have access to this mode of my command structure and I'm sure Seven would not cause such a conflict unless absolutely necessary. I would say Seven is the commander overall, except for you of course," Kelly said, and it was like some type of report. I turned to Seven to ask her a question, but she held up her hand for me to pause. "Kelly, please sit down and disregard our conversation until we call you again," Seven said, obviously commanding Kelly. "Very well, thank you Seven." "It would be better if she didn't hear you questioning me," Seven said. "You mean she really can't hear us now?" I asked. "I think it's more like she can't understand us now, but I know it works." "I was going to ask you about the maintenance fucks Shelly and Shelia told me about. If he had ten thousand people under his control how did he take care of them? Did he have the teams revisit them periodically?" I asked. "No. Most of his followers knew who the other followers were. They even knew the ones they weren't supposed to come into contact with or appear to know. All women were programmed for Carlisle as the first choice for maintenance and then for their other teammates as second choice and finally any other male in the plan as third choice. If things got troubling and no acceptable partner was available, they were to come to one of the facilities for maintenance. Pretty much the same instructions were put in the men. Except Carlisle wasn't put at the head of the list for them," Seven said. "But Kelly herself told me it was forbidden for any of the team members to have sex together." "In the first place the maintenance was never referred to as sex in the programming. In the second place the programming kept them from remembering consciously who had performed the maintenance. They didn't even know consciously they needed maintenance. "When the time came they just got another team member to trick them and then promptly forgot all about it. No additional instructions are required for maintenance. It would just amount to a trick fuck and that's it. The tricker wouldn't even remain until the trickee came to," she said. "So you are telling me I am in command of up to ten thousand trained people? What are they trained for?" "Many things. There are enough pilots for a miniature air force, and enough naval personnel for a small fleet. You must realize this is assuming the sickness didn't devastate your potential followers. "Many of them were technically in the service and as far as I know all or very nearly all military people died. If your followers were somehow spared, you will have enough to put up fighters, bombers, refueling tankers and transports. You will have nearly a thousand infantrymen. You should be able to get one aircraft carrier, two Aegis cruisers and one nuclear submarine traveling together as a battle group. You have plenty of trained personnel to keep a couple of Hawkeye's and a couple of AWACS aloft at all times. You even have nearly seven hundred trained construction personnel," Seven told me. "I doubt there is anything else on earth like the organization you can muster in just a few weeks. All we have to do is get the uplink going and sound the call. All plan members know to monitor satellite television on the channel CNN used last. "They don't know why, but do know they will be getting an important message from it. We will also be broadcasting over local broadcast television in all the twenty locations we have after we get them activated. We will broadcast messages trying to get other individuals to come and join us. We will entice them with promises of food and protection. Provisions have been made to allow us to actually provide this. "Mind you, these assets were not put in place for the subjugation of North America. They were a contingency against the possibility other nations would have enough survivors to mount a creditable opposition. "I don't think he really expected this to happen. He assumed the virus would be 99.9999 percent fatal to those who weren't vaccinated. Of course we have no idea of the actual statistics now," Seven said. Fuck me running. I woke up this morning expecting nothing more complicated than just a little extra fucking. Now I had an army of ten thousand to wonder about. To think just yesterday I was worried I might have to fuck three hundred women. Now I learn five or six thousand women had already been fucked for me. I knew there was no way I could get a handle on managing ten thousand people. It just wasn't possible for one man. Surely Carlisle had some kind of organizational structure in place. I sure as hell hoped he did. I couldn't very well call them all to one place and stand up on a rooftop and shout instructions. "What am I going to do next Seven? I'm not prepared for this. I don't even have any idea what my next move should be," I said, trying not to whimper. "The first thing you need to do is call all the team members together, speak the key phrase, and tell them you are the new leader for the plan. We can do those here in Nebraska first and then fly back to Ft Worth and do those. We should wait until the other team shows up and do them also. "After they're taken care of we need to activate all the other facilities before we begin the broadcast for individual activation. There is a message to bring the organization people in first and then one to bring in the rest. After that we start local broadcast for ordinary survivors to come in," Seven said. This sounded better at least. There actually was a plan and I was beginning to hope most of my prospective followers had survived. Then I thought of another question. "If all the male team members have been sterilized how are we going to get any of these women pregnant? We will have to have some babies on the way soon." "Carlisle had research done which convinced him he could impregnate as many as three women per day. I think it was one of his most grievous blunders. In the first place he wasn't even very virile. It was just a pipe dream he had. "We will have plenty of time to figure things out though. It will surely take us a year or two to gain control of the entire earth. We will need most of the team members ready for duty during all that time. You can get in practice with the civilian women you have acquired. We may have to even get you some more," she said, chuckling over it and saying I could always practice on her and just pretend she wasn't on the pill. I assured her I didn't intend for her to get very far out of my site for the foreseeable future and told her women who were around me very much usually ended up with their clothes off and my dick in them. She warned me she was taking it as a promise. Seven summoned Kelly then and told her she needed to assemble all the team members, and then she gave her the closing key phrase. Kelly seemed to come back to us then and she asked me if that was all. I told her it was and she left to gather the team members. They all appeared about thirty minutes later. Only the team members were with her, Jasmine was still in the command center. I spoke the opening phrase, turned them over to Seven and she gave them the news I was now the main man for the plan. She told them to replace any reference to Carlisle with reference to me in all their dealings. She turned them back over to me and I spoke the closing phrase. It all seemed so mechanical and I guess it actually was. ------- Chapter 55 I dismissed them and Seven told me we needed to give any of my women who were to be involved in security the full programming. I asked her how and she told me I should turn her first. She said she'd enjoyed the time with me in a nearly normal frame of mind, but she knew it was mandatory for me to turn her. In fact she said she wouldn't allow me to skip it. She explained the only reason she had held off in the first place was to see if she really wanted to tell me the whole story. She had decided she wanted to and now she insisted I turn her so I would trust her completely. I'll admit I was relieved. After I turned her she intended to be with me while I did maintenance on my other women here. She would give them their programming while they were out. I asked her about Crystal and Samantha and she said a normal trick would suffice unless I thought they would be involved with security. She also said it was simple to go the full route if I wanted to and said I wouldn't be able to tell any difference afterwards. I decided to go for it using them as test subjects, just in case I noticed anything peculiar. Seven also pointed out I could actually decrease the number of women I needed to screw with this process. After the full programming the women would seek me for maintenance and if I wasn't available they would just get one of the team members to take care of them. They wouldn't even remember it and neither would the teammate who did it. She said it would allow me to just keep twenty or thirty of my favorite fucks near me and let the others be sent where they were needed. At first I didn't know how I really felt about this part. I had always tried to tell myself I liked all my women equally, but I'd also always known it wasn't true. Nancy and Karen were very special to me as were Shelly and Sarah, who'd taught me the trick in the first place. In fact all of my first women were very special. Kelly and now Seven were also special. Steve's women had been fun but they just didn't hold the same attraction. Brenda, Helen, and Gloria along with Susan and her twins were also definitely keepers and strangely Clair was too. No doubt I would always think of Mitsie as one of the top of the list. Even after she got older and maybe got as tall as five feet. I was wondering about the future. I was sure I would still run across women I just couldn't go without trying to fuck. I was a little surprised just then as a large plane swung onto final for the airstrip. Seven said it was the 717 we had sent for. It landed and we went down to take a look. When we entered I saw it was pretty much as they'd said. There was room for thirty to forty seated passengers and a partition across the body about halfway back. The door led into a bedroom area which was really just two bedrooms separated by a flexible curtain. I assumed this was done to keep from wasting the space for a hall to reach the back one. It would suit me fine, as I would probably occupy both spaces if I were going to use the plane much. I knew one thing. I intended to make several applications to the mile high club soon. I hoped the bed was sturdy enough to take the punishment. Seven called the Nebraska team members together now and we did the official transfer of reference for them. I had now covered all team members present. Seven tugged my sleeve and told me it was time for me to do my duty and fuck her again. It was a duty I was going to be happy to perform for more than one reason. We headed back to the house and the bedroom. Aimee had food on the table when we returned and so we sat down to eat. Jasmine came in a few minutes later and sat on my other side to eat. "Jasmine I've got a little project I might need some help with. Do you think you could do me a favor?" "You know I will, just name it." "Well I'm going to bed early tonight since last night was such a late one. I'm going to give Seven another sound fucking and then I was thinking about giving it to Aimee good and hard. She always gives me an argument and I was wondering if you would bring her in about eight thirty whether she wants to come or not. I'll make it worth your while after I'm done with her sassy little ass." "Sounds like a real plan to me." "Jasmine, I thought you were my friend, how can you tell him you'll drag me in there for him to fuck. I don't want his big dick up me. I'm too little and it hurts me," Aimee complained, as if on cue. "Forget it Aimee. You know I'm going to fuck you anytime I want to. Seven has even told me she'd help hold you down. Just be glad Johnny's not here. He'd get some of his mommy's pussy for sure if he was. He'll be plowing your furrow as soon as we get back home. You can count on it," I said, giving her a wicked grin. Aimee was nearly panting now. Her face and neck were flushed and her nipples seemed to stick out like little spikes. I would have bet her pussy was leaking down her legs. "Don't let her sneak off Jasmine." Seven and I had finished our meal now and headed for the bedroom. I was looking forward to this. When we were in it and the door was closed I turned to her and kissed her as I let my hands work on the buttons of her shirt. I slipped it off her shoulders to fall on the floor and stepped back to admire her big fat titties. They were lovely and impressive as they wobbled and jiggled with her movements. I put a hand on each of them and squeezed gently. I played my thumbs over her nipples and they snapped to attention. Seven was nearly as tall as I was and after I'd removed her boots, socks, and pants she was naked and she helped me disrobe. When I was naked also I pulled her to me again for more kissing and I relished the pressure of her titties on my chest. I loved how her sparse blonde pubic hair tickled my balls as we were pressed together. I eased her backward to the bed and she lay back as she felt it against her legs. I knelt at her feet, spread her legs with my hands on her knees, and began kissing my way up between her thighs. soon I was licking her hot wet pussy. Seven was a big woman but her pussy was small and neat. I put her legs over my shoulders so I could tongue from her asshole up to her clitty. I pressed my tongue tip to her rosebud and worried it then I licked my way up to her clit for a little taste. As I went back in the other direction I worried her opening with my tongue tip and managed to get just between her love lips. She was wet inside and getting wetter. Her scent came to me then, it was subtle, but all woman. It grew stronger as I played my tongue across her pussy and to her asshole. She was pushing her pussy toward me now seeking firmer stimulation, but I resisted her efforts and tried to keep teasing. Finally I relented and slid my tongue into her pussy as I pressed my nose into her clit. She bucked twice and I believe she had a little come. It wouldn't hurt her. I decided to give her a good one and took her glorious asscheeks in my hands and started eating her pussy in earnest. Her hands came to my head and her legs pressed against my ears as she began a steady humping. I put a finger in her pussy, along side my tongue, and made sure the finger got good and wet then pulled it back out and worked it up her ass. She whimpered and cried out as I did. She said she'd never had anything up her ass before and I told her to relax it and tell me if it hurt. I guess it never because she didn't ask me to remove it and soon she'd loosened up so I could pump the finger firmly up her ass and back out. It only took a little of this action and she was gone. She tensed up all over and just trembled, bunching her hips as if to buck and then did it. She must have come for over two minutes before she lay back limply. As she was resting I moved up beside her to kiss and caress her, and to tell her how much I loved her and how special she was. I always told the women these things after their orgasms and I always meant it now. There was a time before the sickness when women meant nothing but a short good time to me. The plague changed everything somehow. I knew now many of the women I was fucking were going to be having my babies after a while. It put a whole new slant on things for me. I knew I intended for Seven to have a bulging belly as soon as it was practical. "Seven, how soon do you think it will be before I can knock you up?" I asked, and even though the words weren't romantic I made them sound that way. "You mean it don't you? You want me to have your baby?" she asked. "Yes I mean it. I won't say you'll be the only one, but I intend for you to have a little one from me sucking your titties as soon as possible. Can't you handle things from a base where you'll have room to wag a big belly around?" "We'll see. We should wait at least a few months to see how things are going," she said. "Maybe. You do know I won't be wanting you getting your maintenance from anyone but me don't you?" "I'd hoped so, but I wasn't going to ask," Seven told me, shyly. "How do I make it happen for sure?" "Carlisle had it all set up. He didn't use it on me, but I know about the programming since I did a lot of it. If a woman was to be only for him he just told her she was private pussy when he programmed her. It meant she was only for him. It will work on any woman who has the programming. If a woman was reserved for Carlisle, after we change her reference, she will be reserved for you. She won't have sex for any reason with any man but you unless you specifically tell her to," she said. "Well you're going to be private pussy soon Seven. How long has it been since you had your maintenance?" I asked. "Over two years. I have resisted it and it finally got less urgent. I'm hoping you're going to make me glad I waited." "I think I can make sure of it" I said, and knew I was bragging. "Do you remember what you need to tell me when I'm out?" she asked. "I just need to change your reference and I need to tell you you're private pussy, and I might have to add a few extras just for fun," I told her, with a big grin. "You will be able to do what you want when I'm out. Just remember to be careful not to put in something you don't really want to happen. If you tell me I will do it. I won't be able to resist. It won't even occur to me to resist." I wondered how she could have so much trust in me after so short a time. I would just have to try to live up to it. I was joking about adding other things, but I saw now I shouldn't have said it. I reassured her I had been teasing. "Do you need to give me a normal fuck first to make sure you'll have enough control?" Seven asked. "I don't think so. I've gotten good at doing a trick and cumming myself in the process." "I didn't realize that could even be done." "I didn't either until I tried it. I wanted to make sure it didn't get to be like work. It actually seems to make the women stay out longer," I said. "The length of time she is out indicates the strength of the effect. Longer trips also mean more enjoyment for us. See if you can put me out until tomorrow," she said, giggling like a little girl. "I promise I will some day, but I'm going to need your help later tonight. I will give you a come shot special though. Will that do?" "I'm sure it will hold me over." She rolled over then and got on her knees with her beautiful ass in the air. She looked back over her shoulder at me and wagged her best shot. I gave it a little slap and hit my knees behind her. Seven was still very wet as I placed my dickhead at the mouth of her pussy and pressed it home. It was wonderful since she was so hot and wet and tight. She began a milking motion right away and I felt right at home. I pushed it all the way up her and pressed against her cervix firmly. I just held it there for a while and let her massage my dick with her insides. I started to slowly pump her then. Long strokes, almost out on the back stroke and all the way back up her tight pussy as I pushed. I set a steady pace and soon I was enjoying the sound my dick made sliding in and out of her and the rhythmic slap of my abdomen against her ass cheeks. I wished I could see her titties from where I was because I knew that they were wiggling and jiggling and wobbling everywhere. She started panting and pushing her ass back to me shortly and I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me in time with my strokes. We'd had a wonderful fuck this morning, one of the best I'd ever had. This one was more and less. It wasn't quite as sensual as the one this morning, but it was a bigger mind trip for me as I knew the absolute control it would give me over her. It was even a bigger rush than ever before since I knew the control was even more far-reaching than I'd realized. Seven was panting and moaning now. She quivered every time my cockhead bumped her cervix. I felt it was time so I pushed it extra hard this time and cocked my hips more sharply. My dickhead mashed against her cervix and I reached around for her clit to wiggle it. "Yes, I'm there. Do me. God it's so Good!" she said, screaming. I was there too and as she was slipping away I started pumping sperm laden semen up her. She was out before I finished so I held her up by her hips. When I was done I let her slip to the mattress in a heap and just gasped for air. I recovered and untangled her, laying her out with her head on a pillow and pulling the coverlet up over her. I slipped in beside her and started whispering her instructions in her ear. It only took a couple of minutes and then I lay there and toyed with her wonderful body for over an hour. When Seven began to wiggle and stir a little I put my mouth to her throat and started on a hickey for her. I had time and I made it a large one. No need to leave anyone any doubts. When she opened her eyes I saw the love light and I kissed her lips and played with a nipple. I finally broke our kiss. "Next," Seven whispered. Seven and I were just laying in the big bed resting. I felt better than I had in days. I didn't have to worry about fucking every woman in sight anymore. I could have them fucked for me, according to Seven. Hell I already had teams set up to take care of it. I had an organization coming to take care of all the details for me. All I would need to do was oversee it. I hoped the late reverend had chosen his top people well. At least I wouldn't have to worry too much about their loyalty. Just then I heard a knock at the door. "Come In." Jasmine came in grinning with a kicking and struggling Aimee over her shoulder. I smiled because I knew this could be a fun fuck. I needed one. I could get some real fun and then trick Aimee at the last and let Seven take care of the details. I didn't say anything at first. I just whispered into Seven's ear about how Aimee's struggling would vary according to how tightly she was being held. I told her no matter how lightly she held Aimee she would never break loose on purpose. "Please tell her to let me go Jack. I don't want you to fuck me. I just want to go to bed by myself and not be pestered," Aimee said, moaning it. "Sorry Aimee, I've already got a hardon with your name on it. Besides, I think Seven wants to lick your pussy, and I know Jasmine does. You like for women to lick your pussy don't you Aimee?" "No I don't. I don't like for anyone to do anything to me. I just want to be left alone. I don't want you to let my son Johnny fuck me either. It just isn't right for you to make me do all this," Aimee said, sniffling. "Well I hate it Aimee, but you know everyone must sacrifice for the good of the mission. Don't you think I should get a little pussy every now and then in return for all the nice helicopters I got you?" I asked, wickedly. "What does this have to do with the mission? You just want to get your big balls emptied. This won't help anything else," she said, nearly snarling. "Well it will help me won't it - and I'm the head of the mission. You'll just have to do your part. I'll have Jasmine let you down if you'll behave," I said. "Okay Jack, I'll behave. I guess you can fuck me a little if it's so important to you. I don't see why you don't just fuck Seven and Jasmine. They'll enjoy it and I won't," she said. "Well maybe a little of your attraction to me is your fault. You're a beautiful and sexy woman and you know it. I also like the fact you resist and I'm able to make you submit to my will. Did you ever think I might like having you held down while I'm pounding your pussy. Don't you think it might excite me a little?" "Maybe so, but I can't help it. I don't want you fucking me. I just don't want you to and I thought you were going to have Jasmine let me down," she said. "Let her stand on her feet Jasmine, but don't forget to watch her. If she runs away I might have to spank her and I'm just too worked up already. I'd end up bruising her cute little ass." Aimee wasn't the only one burning up now. I could see Seven was aroused by my talk with Aimee, and Jasmine was practically on fire. I could see the wet stain on the front of Jasmine's fatigues. Aimee stood in place for a minute and didn't try to get away. I knew she wouldn't. She was afraid I wouldn't send after her. She was wrong there though. I would get everybody searching for her if I had to. I was going to fuck Aimee in a little bit, even if she really didn't want me to. I got up and went to where Aimee and Jasmine were standing. I was still naked and my dick preceded me. It was as hard as it got and sticking straight out in front. I saw Aimee eyeing it suspiciously as it swung from side to side as I walked. "My God Jack, your dick is even bigger than it was last time you had it up me. I just can't take it. Let me go Jasmine. I can't take it." Aimee acted like she wanted to pull away from Jasmine, but she made sure she didn't actually break free. When I reached her I pulled her into my arms to kiss her and grope her ass. She kissed me back fiercely and ground her body against me. She broke our kiss and moaned I was going to hurt her and for me to please let her go. She ground her crotch against me all the while. "Seven. Please come hold Aimee while I get her clothes off. Jasmine needs her hands free so she can undress too." Seven got out of bed and I took just a minute to admire her nakedness. She took hold of Aimee as she reached us and Jasmine turned her loose and began taking off her own clothes. I fiddled with the buttons on Aimee's fatigues, but was really watching while Jasmine's beautiful body became visible, as she shucked her fatigues. Good God I was horny. I couldn't even decide where to look. Finally I got to the business of unbuttoning Aimee. With her shirt off I marveled at the big titties on her small frame. Her chocolate areolae still looked delicious and her fat stiff nipples were so tempting. I knelt to unlace and remover her boots and then her socks. When I looked up in her face lust was written all over it. "I'm going to take your pants off now Aimee and it won't be long until I'm on top of you. You'll be wriggling and twisting to get away and you won't be able to," I said, to tease her and it made her pant even harder. I unbuttoned and unzipped her pants then slid them down her beautiful legs revealing her tasty bush. Her hair was as black as I remembered and as sparse also. Her love oils were dripping from her dainty pussy. The labia were swollen and pouting and she stepped out of the pants as I lowered them. I stood looking her up and down while she was nearly quivered with lust. I walked around to admire her ass and it looked delicious too. I gave one of her cheeks a good pinch and she yelped. Jasmine was naked now and I admired her sleekly muscular body. I pulled her to me for a kiss and I mashed her titties to my chest, as I shamelessly groped her ass, pinching and squeezing her cheeks. Her pussy was wet also and I could feel the dampness in her bush as it pressed against the front of my thigh. Stepping away from Jasmine I asked her to take hold of Aimee too. When she did I told her and Seven to put Aimee on her back on the bed and to hold her spread eagle. They did it promptly and Aimee struggled through the whole operation. ------- Chapter 56 Starting at Aimee's feet I sucked her tiny toes into my mouth and worried between them with my tongue. I kissed and nipped her, first up one leg a little way and then up the other. When I reached the tops of her thighs I gave her a little bite on the inner flesh of each leg near her pussy. She was panting, wiggling, and struggling now. Her juices seemed to be nearly pouring out of her. Without further delay I attacked her pussy with my mouth. I was able to open wide enough to cover her entire vulva and I sucked fairly hard and thrust my tongue up her as far as it would go. She sucked in a huge breath and her vocal cords made a weird noise as she did it. The shock of my attack stunned her for a second and then it was too much for her. "Oh God Jack, Oh god. Argh! Oh shit!" Her hips lashed her pussy up toward my mouth and her reflexes tried to jerk her legs closed on my head. She strained to get her hands in my hair, but Seven and Jasmine held her spread, and all she could do was lie there and come. She shook and quivered for nearly two minutes, moaning and crying out. Finally she sank back into the mattress. I looked at Seven and then Jasmine. They were enjoying this nearly as much as Aimee was. I was convinced none of them were having even half as much fun as me though. "Now it's time for the real treat. Jasmine, Seven, how do you think our dainty little Aimee will look skewered on my big dick?" As I asked they smiled and Aimee shuddered. I crawled up over Aimee's body and kissed her nipples then put my lips to her throat and kissed her there. I moved my lips to hers and she kissed me back frantically as my tongue toyed in her mouth. Even thought I was so hard my dick hurt. I wasn't through torturing Aimee. "Jasmine let her arm go so she can put me in." "I won't do it. I don't want your dick in me." "Well if you don't I'll let Seven and Jasmine turn you over and hold you in the doggie position. Then I might just fuck your pussy long enough to get my dick good and wet and then move on to your tiny asshole. I haven't ever fucked your ass have I Aimee?" I said, trying to sound menacing. "No! You better not either. I've never had it done to me and I sure don't want your big dick up there. I know it would hurt and besides I don't even want you fucking me at all you big dicked bastard." "You didn't mind me licking your pussy just a few minutes ago." "Like I had a choice, Jasmine and Seven held me down or I'd never have let you touch me." "Well get ready because Jasmine and Seven are going to hold you down again. If I put it up your ass you can only blame yourself. I gave you a chance to stay on your back and just get a good fucking, but you just had to complain. I'm not saying where my dick will end up once they get you turned over." When I motioned to Jasmine and Seven they turned Aimee over while she pulled and struggled. They had her ass in the air and her head on the mattress in just a few seconds and when I saw her ass from this angle I wished I had time to butt fuck her for real. I needed to put her out though. If I had to I was going to, but I was going to make it fun at least. Moving behind her on my knees I swiped my hard dick head through her wet pussy lips. It felt good so I kept it up. Finally I eased into her pussy and slid up about half way. She was really tight so I backed off and pushed again. I got almost all the way in and one more slide did it. I just held it in and let it soak for a while then I pulled back and started a little rhythm giving her about twenty leisurely strokes for a good warm up. "I've got it good and wet now Aimee. Is your ass relaxed?" "Jack you'd better not poke that big thing up my ass you bastard," Aimee said, trying to sound mad about even the thought. When I pulled my dick out I could see the muscles in her back tense up. I pushed a couple of fingers into her pussy to wet them and then pulled them back out. I pushed my dick back up her and made a little production of lubing her asscrack while I pumped her slowly. I withdrew and wet the fingers again. As I pushed my dick back in her this time I pressed one of the wet fingertips to her rosebud and pushed it in a little. Aimee jerked her ass this time but she couldn't get far because my dick was up her and Jasmine and Seven were holding her in place. I eased my finger into her a little further and I felt her trying to relax her ass, but it was still very tight. Picking up the speed of my dick strokes a little, I pumped her asshole with the finger. I was being as gentle as I could with her pucker and I didn't think it was really hurting, but I figured she'd been telling the truth about never having anything up it. After I pulled my dick out again I got another dose of pussy oil on my fingers. When I pushed my dick back into her, I oiled her up all around her star shaped entrance again, and then slipped a finger back in. I tried to get another one in but she was just too tight. I gave up on the idea of sliding my dick up her ass for now, but I didn't tell her. "Well your asshole is really tight Aimee. When I fuck it in a minute, it's probably going to hurt more than I want it to, but some things can't be helped." Aimee just sobbed and quivered. I could tell it was exciting her to the max, but she was frightened also. She was tense and shivering as I worked the one finger in and out of her back door. I told her now was probably as good a time as any and pulled my dick out of her pussy. I put my dickhead to her asshole and just pressed against it a little, not intending to even try to get it in her. She howled and moaned as I did and just burst into another orgasm from the excitement. When I reached around to tease her clitty as she was bucking against me, and I managed to stab my dick back into her pussy in time to feel her cunt spasm around it. She was out of breath and panting as she finished and I just started stroking her again. "I really wanted to put my dick up your ass Aimee, but it's just too tight. I can tell it will take a lot of work to loosen you up so my dick can get in there. I won't give up on a chance to fuck a virgin asshole though. I'm going to keep at it, you can bet on it. I'll have to ask Janet if one of those speculums she uses to examine pussies would work to loosen you up a little." Just the mention of putting the speculum up her ass and cranking it open set Aimee off again. It wasn't as strong as the last time but it did get her off. I let her settle down a little since I was mostly having to hold her up with my dick in her pussy now. She got herself together and I increased the pace. I drew it out nearly all the way and pushed it back up her until I felt it hit bottom. I kept it up for about twenty strokes even though I knew she would go as soon as I jammed it to her cervix. It was time and I nodded to Seven and then rooted it all the way into Aimee - I held it against her cervix and jerked my dickhead back and forth. Seven put her hands to Aimee's clit and in just seconds Aimee was out. I held her hips then and pulled back and gave her several strokes for me, pulling halfway out and pushing back against her cervix every time. It set me off after just a few and I pushed my dick as far up her as I could get it then hosed her insides down. It felt like the come rushed all the way up form my asshole and I nearly passed out myself. Jasmine helped me pull out of Aimee and lie down while Seven tended to the task of Aimee's programming. Jasmine licked and sucked my dick clean. She noticed Seven was talking to Aimee quietly and started to say something, but I put my finger to my lips to keep her from speaking. Seven finished in about ten minutes. When she was done she rose a little and kissed Aimee on her forehead. I asked Seven in a whisper if we could talk now. She said Aimee was closed now and she wouldn't hear us. "Jasmine, Seven knows more about the trick than we do. She knows a lot of things that are going to make life really easy for us. I'm going to let her tell you about the other possibilities with the trick and then I want to do the new things to you too. "If you don't want it I will understand, but I'm not going to spend all the time explaining it to everyone anymore and most everybody who is part of security will be getting the new treatment. Once she tells you about it I'm sure you'll see the value right away. I'm going to go to the kitchen and see if I can find a beer. Do either or you want anything?" They both declined and I left naked for the kitchen. I only saw a female Nebraska team member as I got out of the bedroom. She was in the kitchen and apparently only had the coffee making duty. She was near the breakfast nook's table, but she wasn't seated. She smiled at me when she saw me walking toward her with my dick wagging in front. She was exceptionally pretty in the face and also had a gorgeous body. I was fully hard again by the time I reached her and it gave me a thrill to know I could walk up to her and start unbuttoning her uniform with no complaints form her. Hell, she'd let me fuck her on the breakfast table and be glad about it. Power did corrupt and I was sure I was being corrupted to some extent. I wasn't going to fuck her now though, but I did walk up to her. "What do you think about it?" I asked, glancing at my dick. "It's impressive sir." "New Genesis, Chapter 1, Verse 1, In The New Beginning," I said. "Yvonne ready for instructions sir." Seven told me later they would always tell me their name if I opened them separately, and if they were in a group they would just be silent. It made sense. If I opened a group and they all said their name I would never be able to understand them all anyway. "I'd like for you to answer a couple of questions honestly Yvonne." "Of course sir." "What do you think of me as the new leader?" "I'm excited sir. You seem to be a much better physical specimen than the last leader. Of course I don't know anything about your thinking so I couldn't comment there." "What did you think of the last leader?" I asked. "He seemed slightly off balance sir. I never had much contact with him, but I did notice he seemed a little peculiar." "What would you think if I closed you, and then pulled your fatigues down, and fucked you on the table?" "I'd think it was my lucky night sir?" she said, and I believed her even though she said it in an emotionless voice. "I'd very much like to Yvonne, but I have other things I have to do right now." I hadn't asked her a question so she didn't respond. I decided it was enough for my first try at it on my own. "Close the New Bible," I told her, and she returned to her former demeanor which was a big smile. "Do we have any beer Yvonne?" "Yes we do, would you like one?" "I would like one very much." She got it out of the refrigerator, ask me if I wanted a glass and when I said no she popped the top and handed me the can. I took a sip and then a bigger drink. "You know Yvonne, I think you are very attractive. Would you mind showing me your titties?" "I'd love to sir," she said, and stripped off her fatigue jacket. She was braless and her titties were lovely. They were high and firm C cups. She was probably five foot eight and had brunet hair. Her areolae and nipples were light pink and her nipples were erect and nearly the size of small thimbles. She was still smiling and eyeing my dick. "I think I'd better have a look at all of you Yvonne. You are really lovely." She put one foot up on a stool's rail and unlaced her boot. She took it and her sock off and repeated the process with the other foot. When she had them off she unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, let them drop to the floor, and stepped out. She was wearing a purple thong made of a satin type material. It was slightly shiny. Her legs were straight and well sculpted. I waved my finger in a circle indicating she should turn around and she did. I ask her to stop when her ass was toward me and she complied. Her butt was beautiful. The buns were high and firm and stuck out invitingly. I moved closer and grasped them in my hands squeezing a little and fondling them. She sighed a little sigh and I thought she liked what I was doing. I played with her ass some more and then turned her toward me. "Yvonne, I don't usually let my women wear underwear but the thong looks great on you. You can feel free to continue wearing thongs if you like. I do want to take that one though if you don't mind." "Be my guest sir." I took hold of the panel and pulled it, tearing it from her. She gasped a little and I took her into my arms kissing her. She responded warmly and soon my tongue was in her mouth searching. I tossed the remains of the thong onto the table and used one hand to play with her ass as I worried at a titty with the other. She pressed her light brown bush to me as I did and I eased a finger down between her cheeks to search for her pussy. She put her arms around me as I teased her, and pulled me closer as I pushed my fingertip into her moistening pussy from behind. She was wet quickly and I pushed the finger farther up her pussy. She was so responsive and pretty besides, and I figured what the hell? I lifted her to the counter and sat her on it. Just like at my home in Austin it was at a good height for fucking. I broke our kiss and put my lips to her ear and kissed it then I nibbled her lobe. "Yvonne you are so delicious I'm afraid I'm going to have to delay my other duties and get familiar with the inside of your pussy. Do you think it will be alright?" "It will be more than fine with me sir." "Anytime I have you naked Yvonne, you may feel free to call me Jack." "Good Jack. I'd really like it if you fucked me right now." I didn't want to disappoint her. She had been accommodating so far. I pushed my dickhead around in her pussy lips. She was wet now and I pulled my head back to check her posture. Her back was similar to Nancy's and she naturally sat on the counter with it bent forward just a little. It seemed it would work out fine for the type of fuck I gave Nancy and Diane on the counter at home in Austin, so I tried it. Placing my dick in her I pushed and she felt wonderfully warm, wet, and snug around me. I made three or four progressive strokes until I could feel myself entering her completely. I could feel her cervix blunt the end of my stroke, but I didn't care about it right now. I was just going to enjoy fucking this brunet beauty without having to worry about any type of procedure. I pulled out until I felt her pussy lips come together as my dickhead came out. I was held in place with the contact of the top of her slit and I pushed back in through her pussy lips again. It felt as good as I remembered. I had slipped into a dog fucking rut because of the trick and I was hoping I could get away from some of it now. I knew I would still have a lot of it to do, but I was going to alter my style any time I could from now on. This little novelty had come up by accident, but I liked it. My train of thought pulled me by the examination table again and I remembered I hadn't even set one up at Ft Worth. I was going to as soon as I got back. I decided I would even have one sent up here. I concentrated on my Yvonne fucking again. I pulled out of her until I was just held in place by her clit and then I pushed back in. This must have been new to Yvonne because she was already panting and her arms around my neck were holding on tight. I put my thumbs and fingers to work twisting and pulling on her nipples, and worked my dick back and forth in her hot wet pussy. I was loving it and felt like a free man again, for a while anyway. I sped up a little and it got better and better. Yvonne was lost in the sensations now. "Oh. Oh. Jack. Oh god Jack it's so good! I'm close now. Fuck me a little harder please." I quit pulling so far out and started hammering it up her. I pulled hard on her nipples and gave them a firm pinch as I let them go and grabbed her ass pulling her to me harder. I felt my balls tingling and soon I was pumping come up her and she was crying out her completion as her pussy clamped hard around my dick and then started to spasm. I was nearly through, but I put my lips to her neck and sucked a big hickey on her. I finished and we just leaned into each other and panted for air. I recovered in a few minutes and asked Yvonne if she had some relief coming. She told me they would be here in about an hour. I asked her how the coffee was holding out and she told me she'd been about to make what she figured would be her last pot for the night when I came in. Lifting her off the counter I set her on her feet, swatted her on her pretty ass, and told her to make the coffee and leave a note, telling her relief she had been called away to help me. She giggled and started the coffee. When she had it going she retrieved her clothes. I told her to put her boots and socks on the table, fold her clothes and put them there too. I picked up her torn thong and chugged the rest of my beer. When she had her clothes folded we headed for my bedroom. We walked into the bedroom and I could see Aimee was still out. Seven and Jasmine looked slightly surprised to see me leading the naked Yvonne. "My dick got cold while I was in the kitchen and Yvonne was kind enough to warm it up for me." Jasmine smiled at me and then Seven did too. I pulled Yvonne onto the bed between them and introduced her to Jasmine. I asked her if she already knew Seven and she said she did. I also told her it was Aimee lying unconscious and she asked what had happened to her. "Jack fucked her until she passed out. She'll be all right in a while. We don't have to wait for her to come back to have some more fun though," Seven said. She seemed glad and tentatively put a hand on my dick to tease and stroke it. She looked into my eyes and asked teasingly if this was what my pending duty had been. "Yes, I could tell today Jasmine, Aimee, and Seven needed a good fucking and I've been trying to help them out tonight. I'm glad you needed one too." "Me both, I loved it." "I was thinking I might need to give Jasmine a little quality time now, you don't mind watching a little do you?" "Of course not. I don't want to be selfish." ------- Chapter 57 "Good." Laying down beside Jasmine I pulled her to me, kissing her lips and pushing my tongue between them. I realized it had been a few days since I'd had any fun with her. Right now I'd have more time to spend with her and in her. My nearly hard dick's bottom side was pressed up against her and her light blonde bush was tickling it. Sliding a hand down over her hips I cupped one of her asscheeks, pulling her closer in to my groin. I loved the feeling. Her nipples were rubbing in the hair on my chest and our tongues were playing tag in her mouth. After rolling slightly toward her I eased her over onto her back and she spread her legs a little as she went. My hand found her warm pussy and cupped it. I gripped it pressing my fingers inward on her slippery vulva, and just the tip of one finger slipped between the lips and found plenty of lubrication to smooth the way. I teased and diddled just the edges of her love lips and she began rocking her hips toward my fingers as she pulled her mouth off mine to pant. Kissing across her cheek and down to her throat I nibbled and sucked at it and kissed my way toward her breasts as I slipped my diddling finger up into her pussy more deeply. She groaned low in her throat and pushed her pussy onto the finger seeking more stimulation. I wiggled my thumb in her too, for some wetness, and then pulled it back out to rub gently across her clit. It was still hidden beneath its hood but was getting firmer as we went along. My dick was hard now and Jasmine took hold of it stroking slowly up and down its length. I enjoyed feeling her body pressed to mine and her wiggling. I made no move to mount her and kept up her heat with my finger and thumb. Jasmine was becoming very wet now and her soft crooning had turned to low growls as her hip motions became more insistent. As I kept teasing her I lowered my lips to suck on her erect nipples and I knew they must be throbbing. I used my teeth to nip at them and she shivered every time I did. I took hold of a nipple lightly with my teeth and pulled it away from her breast, stretching it. She shook and jerked her hips toward me. Moving between her legs to cover her I sought her pussy blindly with my dick and she quickly used her hand to guide me. She wet my dickhead, stroking it up and back in her drooling slit, and then placed me against her portal. I pushed with my hips and sank into her wonderful wet warmth. She pushed up to me as I entered and I made it almost all the way up her on the first push. I pulled back and her pussy seemed to try holding me in so I pushed forward again and firmly bumped her cervix this time. Jasmine felt so wonderful inside and her pussy was very attentive to the needs of my throbbing hard dick. It gripped and petted my iron hard shaft as I slid in and out of her tight slipperiness. I got into my rhythm and settled in for a ride making full length strokes, nearly pulling out completely as I drew back, and thumping her cervix soundly as I reentered. It was a great feeling and I realized when this fuck was over Jasmine would be even more totally mine than ever before. The feeling of domination increased my heat and though I kept up the full length strokes I increased their tempo considerably. "Uh. Uh. Uh. Oh." Jasmine said, chanting in time with my hard fucking. I was really giving it to her now and loving every stroke. I put my hands down to grab her asscheeks and began pulling her up to me as I pounded. She raised her beautiful strong legs up and around my waist then she began pulling her self onto her fate. I finally felt I could come anytime and I saw Jasmine was ready to be finished off. "Do her clit Seven, she's ready." Seven put her hand between us and I could feel her fingers as they sought to jiggle Jasmine's tiny starter button. I pulled with my arms as I slammed my dick head against Jasmine's cervix and then jacked it back and forth with tiny strokes. I looked in Jasmine's eyes and she didn't even have time to squeal. Her eyes rolled back and she was out so I pulled back and gave her pussy a few vicious short slams and sprayed her full of come. I wondered then if she'd ever started the pill. She'd mentioned once she probably should, but I hadn't encouraged or discouraged her. I was hoping now she hadn't. I tried to imagine what it would be like to suck on her nipples and get warm milk. It made my dick jump back to attention. I rolled off Jasmine and onto my back. Seven and Yvonne were making Jasmine comfortable and Seven was reciting the new programming into her ear. I reached back and grabbed a handful of Seven's ass as she kneeled over Jasmine's ear whispering, giving her a firm squeeze. "Remember, she's private pussy for me also." Seven was busy and I still had half a boner. I looked to Aimee and she was still deep in dreamland. I held my arms up to Yvonne and beckoned. She walked across the bed on her knees and straddled my waist. I was stiff enough for her to place me and slide down onto her fate and I took hold of her hips and held her down. "Just milk it with your pussy until it grows up again." She didn't say anything, but she started a rhythmic dance on my dick with her internal muscles. I could feel myself growing almost at once and I reached for her titties with my hands... I was astonished when I woke with the sunrise to find I felt wonderful. I guess I should have expected it. Seven seemed to have lifted the whole weight of responsibility off me. She hadn't really, she'd just let me know I had tools coming soon which would make things go more easily. I guessed the relief this had given me helped in my playtime abilities too. I had fucked the four women senseless in more ways than one. I knew I didn't really need to, but after Yvonne relieved a little pressure for me following Jasmine's trick, I got her to suck me back up hard and I tricked Seven again. While Aimee, Jasmine, and Seven were out I opened Yvonne for instructions and told her she was my private pussy now too. I instructed her to remember it consciously after she woke up and asked her to let me know how she felt about it. She was insatiable when I closed her and she came back. I guess she liked being a one man fuck. I lay back and she fucked her self silly on me. When she caught her breath she sucked me back up hard and did it again and she made sure I blasted off every time. Yvonne fucked me five times before she just couldn't go on. I was a little tired too afterwards and I went to sleep. Aimee, Jasmine, and Seven were still out as I drifted off. The odd thing was I woke back up on my own just before they started coming back and I was there for each of them as they returned. Now I was awake for the day and Aimee was wrapped all around me as I woke. Her lips were close to mine so I kissed her and had pressed my tonue into her mouth before she was awake. It roused her and her eyes snapped open. She saw it was me and ground her pelvis against my body as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "God, Jack. Oh God what have you done to me. I can't tell you how much I love you Jack." "I love you too Aimee, but I'm still going to fuck you up your ass as soon as I can." Aimee shivered and blushed so I stretched and put one of my big hands down to close around one of her little butt cheeks. I squeezed it pretty hard and she groaned low in her throat. "The only thing keeping me from pulling you onto my dick right now is my need for coffee. Now get a T-shirt on and get out there in the kitchen and rattle the pots and pans. I'll be out in a minute for your good morning kiss." She scampered her cute naked little ass out of the bed and left without a stitch on. I lay back and relaxed for a while. I wondered exactly how to proceed from here. My ability to make decisions and good ones at that wasn't in question, or not by me anyway, but my organizational skills weren't the best - in fact I didn't think I had any at all. Carlisle had left me an organization and I just hoped it hadn't been wiped out with most everyone else. From the survivors I'd seen so far I assumed many of them could have made it. I wasn't sure what the military deal was, but I knew all survivors I'd seen were excellent physical specimens and of breeding age. Some, like Mitsie, were on the fringes but still eligible apparently. Since I was almost positive Carlisle hadn't caused the cleansing earth had obviously endured I didn't understand how so much of his scheme had seemed to survive mostly intact. If he handn't caused a fucking thing how had he come out so well prepared. Well except for being dead that is. There was no getting around that detail though. Carlisle had built an unprecedented orginization of blindly loyal followers, but his ass was pushing up daisies with several billion other now. How had his people survived so nearly intact, so far? His ridiculous stunt of sterilizing most of his male followers was also very confusing. If all survivors were to be breeders why had the male team members survived? Who could know? I was only guessing anyway and I doubted we'd ever know what happened or why it happened. Slipping out of bed without disturbing the others I dressed and headed for the kitchen. Aimee was there in a T-shirt with coffee made and breakfast cooking. I went to her and just gobbled her up. She latched onto me as I approached and I put my mouth to hers and turned her slightly so I could attack her ass and pussy at the same time. I had a finger up her pussy busily fingerfucking her and rubbing my thumb across her clit and I wet a finger of the other hand in her juices and was trying to worm it up her ass. She was shuddering and shaking under my assault and trying to suck my tongue out of my mouth. I finally got most of my finger up her ass and pumped it a few times before she just shouted out her release and then slowly slumped into me. I held her as she regained herself and then kissed her forehead and patted her sexy ass. She brought me a cup of coffee and after a few minutes Aimee was able to put my breakfast in front of me. I was surprised they still had fresh eggs and asked Aimee about it. She only knew they were in one of the refrigerators and since they were still good she'd cooked them. As I finished, Jasmine, Seven, and Yvonne came out fresh and smiling in their T-shirts. I gave them the treatment and made sure I got all pussies wet before I let them loose. They giggled and squirmed under my ministrations. They all got coffee and Aimee served them breakfast when I'd released them. "Seven, how do you still have fresh eggs here?" "We had a chicken house with about four hundred laying hens. I guess the squatters kept them in good shape." "We have a chicken house in Ft Worth, but no hens. Maybe we need to quit eating some of the eggs and try to raise some chicks." "I can tell the team members who take care of the chickens to do it. They have special places where they keep chicks when they raise them and they know how to get them raised to lay or to eat. We also have the materials for four or five big chicken houses for each facility to raise chickens for eating," she said. "I guess since Carlisle was a preacher he wanted to make sure there would be plenty of chicken for Sunday dinner." This was very funny to Seven and Yvonne, but Aimee and Jasmine, who didn't know about Carlisle, didn't get the joke. I let it pass. "What do you think we should do now?" I asked Seven. "We should board your 717 with all the team members we're going to take to Ft Worth and fly you home. I think you should spend a day or two reorienting some of your people there, and then we should start activating the other facilities." Finally organization wouldn't have to be my worry any longer. All I would have to do would be to provide a little oversight from the top. This further relieved me and it made my dick rise a little. Apparently the stress had been bothering me more than I'd thought. Most of the morning went by with me giving my female team members good morning kissings and gropings. All the females had been let in on the Good Morning Jack routine now, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I petted and pinched asses and titties, kissed and frenched welcoming mouths and tongues, and diddled soon slippery pussies until my heart was content. Knowing I wouldn't have to actually turn any of these women I relished the thought of just grabbing one and fucking her whenever I wanted to as I had with Yvonne last night. I idly wondered how many of them I would eventually fuck. I knew I couldn't, but in my heart I hoped it would be all of them, at least a few times anyway. We boarded the plane just after one PM. We had informed Brenda we were coming over the data link and I told her I had some really big news. She said she had some too and Nancy, Karen, Shelly, Sarah, and Brenda were waiting for us when we deplaned. Even though it was after noon they were all in T-shirts sans panties. Henny and her crew were there also in the morning inspection uniform. Having been warned I would be arriving in a new plane, they had cleared off a space on the hard surface for Dr Dick One. Of course Nancy had supplied the new name. I gave Nancy a good kissing and groping first and worked my way through them making sure to get every one of them as hot as I could. I really enjoyed it now I felt the pressure was off me. Seven and those who'd come with me grinned at my welcome home ceremony. After I reached the end of the line I saw Nancy walk over to Seven. She reached her arms up to the much taller woman and Seven bent down. I think she was expecting a hug. Nancy kissed her right on the lips and didn't seem to waste any time getting her tongue into Seven's mouth. They parted after a minute. "Honey, how long did it take him to get into your panties?" Nancy asked Seven. "Not very long," Seven said, slightly chagrined but admitting it. "Poor baby. I'll bet he won't let you wear them anymore either, will he?" Nancy asked. "No, he makes me wear this old ring in place of them." Seven told her, holding out the ring. "Don't I know it?" Nancy told her, showing off her own ring. "The dirty bastard. Did you ever in your life dream you could feel so good just from having a dick up you?" Nancy asked, still quizzing her. "Never even entered my mind," Seven said, smiling now. "You aren't real shy are you?" Nancy asked. "Not really." "Good, I hope the long dicked fucker didn't wear you completely out. I'm about to piss my pants wanting to see him all scrunched up over your big beautiful body and really putting the wood to you," Nancy said to Seven, and then grinned her like a mean little kid grin. Seven burst out laughing. She hadn't really known what was going on at first, but when she decided Nancy was just trying to make her feel at home she guffawed. She reached down and picked Nancy up in her arms and kissed her on the mouth again. Nancy kissed her back with enthusiasm, and I saw her slip one of her little hands over and caress one of Sevens big titties, playing with a nipple through Seven's fatigues. "If he'd bring back more women like you and Jasmine, I'd let him out more often," Nancy said, after they broke their kiss. "If I'd known you were down here lonesome I might have left his horny ass in Nebraska and just come down her to fuck you," Seven said, teasing Nancy now. "Well we need to keep Jack around too. He has his good points. When he finds a man who's mean to women he usually kills them pretty quick. That part can't be all bad." "Tell me about it. You should have seen what he did to the three squatters in Nebraska." Seven said, and started telling Nancy the story as they headed toward the house. Seven was still carrying Nancy in her arms like Nancy was her little girl or something. Joining the crowd I walked up to the house. Karen, Shelly, and Sarah took Crystal and Samantha under their wings and intended to find them a place to sleep. The other team should show up tomorrow and we would change their reference to me and should be set with them. Afterwards it was only a matter of choosing the next facility to activate. My idea was we should try to activate any empty ones to start, but Seven thought we should root out any squatters who were around first. She reminded me there was a chance they could activate the teams by accident. It would make it harder to get rid of the squatters. I remembered then I had a little modification to ask George about and I needed Mike's advice too. I'd reached the house so I went into the new Kitcheteria and found Susan and the twins. I gave them a good greeting even though they were dressed in real clothes. They were glad to see me and Susan soon had a big thick rare steak, a bowl of Ranch Style Beans, and a mug of coffee in front of me. After I'd eaten I wandered outside to see if I could find George. Things seemed just a little different to me here. I didn't know what it was at first, but then I tumbled to it. There weren't very many people lounging around by the pool. It had been the main hang out for the former gang's X women before I'd left for Nebraska. Now there were only two or three out sunning. I'd have to ask about it. I found George in one of the big barns and luckily he was talking to Mike. They welcomed me back and then I told them I had a mechanical problem and needed some help. I started to explain what I wanted, but knew it wouldn't work. I asked them to come back to the house with me for a few minutes. We went into the computer room Frank had set up. Jenna was working away at my old system and we approached her. She squealed and jumped up when she saw me and I had to welcome myself back into her arms for a few minutes. "You shouldn't stay away so long Jack. Johnny started looking pretty sexy about noon yesterday." "All right Nancy junior. I might just trade you for Donna for a week or two." "You wouldn't dare," she gasped. "No I wouldn't. I would tease back though," I said, and smiled at her and patted her fine little ass. "I need to find something we brought from Austin. Do you think you can help me?" I asked. "I probably can. The trucks are unloaded now and I'm pretty sure I've got a handle on where everything went." "Do you remember Janet's examination tables?" "Do I ever? And I also remember Karen and Janet bragging on their use. I'm still waiting for my examination." "Could you see if you can tell me where they are?" She found them right away. They were in the barn we'd just left. I thanked her and we headed back. We looked around where Jenna told us they were and I spotted them almost at once. We dug one out and partially assembled it so I could give Mike and George an idea of what I wanted. Mike said the hard surface at one end would not be a problem. He would just build a little hardwood floor to lay on the carpet under one end. He told me it wouldn't hurt the carpet if I wanted to take it all up later. I thought George would have a much harder time for my request of him. I wanted him to examine the machinery to see if he could make the table move back and forth about six to eight inches at the touch of the foot switch. "We don't want to mess with the table's machinery for it, but I do know how to get this done. I'll need to find a big machine shop in Ft Worth or Dallas. I'll just grab a feed table off a fine-surface polisher. They're made to move back and forth so they can move the work under a stable polishing wheel. They usually feed slowly from side to side also but don't have to. They are very adjustable for speed and stroke. We can just mount the feed table to the floor and then mount the table on it. When you hit the foot switch it will move the whole table back and forth. It will raise the whole thing a little, but there will be plenty of height adjustment in the table," George said. "I know one thing Jack. A guy who's too lazy to pull his ass back and forth to fuck is just too damned lazy," Mike said, laughing. George and I laughed too. He and Mike were still eyeing the table, but I knew I had something to take their minds off my presumed laziness. "I don't guess you noticed there are three more of these things. You both might want to figure out a place to put one up for yourselves. We can get Janet some more if she actually needs them for examining women," I said, teasing them. Teasing or not I could tell it had them thinking. George said he was glad to do mine first so he could work out the bugs on mine and then be better able to alter his and Mike's. I ask them about the gang's women and what had become of them. Mike blushed and told me four of them had moved in with him and his other women. George grinned also and said three were with him now. They said all but about three or four of the gang's X women were now busily involved in doing something constructive during the day. It made me feel a lot better and I asked them if they had seen Melinda around any. They said she was all over the airstrip on her crutches now, and was dying to get the cast off her leg so she could join our little flying corp. Shit, good news was just cropping up all over. I asked Mike about the shape of the chicken house. He said it was just clean and empty. He didn't know much about raising chickens, but he thought a couple of his girls did. I told him about the hens in Nebraska and he said he'd ask his girls if they thought they could raise some chicks and get us a little egg production going. We talked a little more and then drifted off. George told me he'd check with Jasmine or Brenda about getting into town to look for the feed tables. I wandered down to the command center and found Seven, Kelly, Brenda, Jasmine, and Clair. They were all talking excitedly. When I came in they stopped and Brenda broke her news. All the former military from the gang's X women had come foreward telling her their skills and wanting to help. This was more good news. She and Seven had talked and they had decided if we could get both Hawkeye's up safely, we could use them to relay data from all the ten bed facilities to see if they were occupied. "Can you get it started right now? We need to know. It would save us a lot of time if we knew what to expect," I said. They told me they had already sent for the needed personnel and hoped they would arrive in a little while. They were trying to work out the details on the ground end while they waited. I took this as a signal I wasn't really needed and headed back to the house. ------- Chapter 58 Going back into the house, surprisingly, I didn't bump into anyone I wanted to fuck right away. It was a new feeling. I found a beer in the refrigerator and headed for my study. There was nothing I really needed to do right now and it was another new feeling. I sat in my chair and drank on the long neck while I tried to get my mind focused on just where we were. We needed to get the Hawkeyes up and check out the other facilities, but the job seemed to be progressing without me. I would need to be here tomorrow when the other half of the home security team showed up to introduce myself, and Seven told me I really should be present when their reference was changed to me. All the other facilities needed to be activated and I should be there for the teams and be present while their references were changed. I wondered if I needed to make a speech or a little pep talk. I didn't guess it was necessary. They should already know their duties pretty well and I wasn't much for making speeches anyway. No doubt I was going to be left out of the loop now as far as participating in armed engagements. I didn't mind going on the excursions, but I was sure Seven and all the other team leaders would consider it too dangerous. It probably was, especially since they knew more about what they were doing than I did. It wasn't because I was so worried about myself, but I knew I might make a mistake they never would and I shuddered at the thought of getting one of them wounded or killed from my ignorance. My job needed to change into telling them what I wanted to happen and then letting them get it done. I supposed I would be behind the curve on such for a while also. Seven knew where all our assets were and how to get them where they needed to be, when they needed to be there. I was beginning to think my last constructive idea might go down as the chicken house repopulation. Just then I heard some helicopters coming over. I went outside and looked toward the airstrip. It looked like there were about twenty helicopters landing and waiting to land. I walked off toward the strip. Henny was waving her arms directing the different helicopters where to land. I walked to her and asked what was going on. "It's just a ferry flight from Ft Hood. They've kept pretty steadily at it since yesterday. They think they'll have all the choppers worth getting up here by tomorrow. They've been bringing extra supplies and armaments in the Chinooks, but there are still a lot of things down there we should bring up here. The trouble is, we're about to run out of room to store stuff." "What about the cargo planes we brought here. Can't you store it in them?" I asked. "We've already got them all full. We have most of the barn space full too, except for the cow barn. We're trying to save it for food storage only," she said. "Well it sounds like we need to start hauling the materials in trucks. We can just grab empty trailers and then leave it in the trailers when we get it here. We might have to pack them full bringing the stuff here and then shift some of the loads for easier access after they get here, but semi-trailers are going to be our best bet for moving and fast storage too." "Now there's a good plan and it would work out fine. We need to get on with it. I think we have plenty of drivers now," Henrietta said. "We'll need to send a couple of Cobras or some other armed escort with them." "We sure don't have a shortage of helicopters or pilots now. We could give them twenty or thirty escorts," she said. "What about fuel? How's it holding out?" "Nothing to worry about so far. The tanks here will hold fifty thousand gallons and they were nearly full when we started. Everything that flies in is fueled to the top before they leave for here. Most even have the extra ferry tanks on them and those aren't even half empty when they get here. If we put all the extra fuel from the ferry tanks into the ground we would probably run out of tank space before we got them all empty," she said. "Those tanker pilots told me they could land a KC-10 here if it was only half loaded. Half a load would give us twenty thousand gallons of jet fuel. We could even drag one over by the tanks and fill it up for extra storage. It just couldn't leave until we got it about half empty again," she explained. "Well I'll talk it over with Jasmine and Seven, but it seems to me we need to get some empty trailers after we get all the helicopters up here - then we can just send a convoy down to pick up a lot of the cargo down there. We'll probably need to get some more tractors also. Might as well bring plenty of trucks at a time," I said. The pilots and crewmembers for the Hawkeyes came walking down from the house about then. They talked to Henny and made preparations to get up. They were going to try and make contact with the other facility's security hardware. If the teams at any of the facilities had been activated they would be able to tell right away. They should also be able to access the security sensors even if the teams hadn't been activated. That would let us know if there were any squatters present. I headed back to the command center to see what was happening there. When I arrived they were pretty much on hold waiting for the Hawkeyes to get airborne. I asked Seven and Jasmine what they thought about sending for trucks and trailers to start moving the materials from Ft Hood. They thought it was a good idea and asked where we would get the trucks. I told them truck stops were the best places. Jasmine said the last ferry was over for the day, and the team members who had done the flying could probably get one round of trucks today before dark. I told her there were also others here who could drive trucks. She said she would gather the team members and ask if I would recruit other volunteer drivers. I said I would and I would get Aimee and Helen to fly cover for them then I went back to the house. I saw Nancy and Karen in the kitchen and asked them if they would like to do a little trucking. They said they would like to have something constructive to do for a change. Karen gathered Beverly, Jana, Sharon, Janet, and Diane who all wanted to go. Jenna could drive a truck but hadn't done much of it, so we left her in the computer room, but warned her there would soon be more inventory arriving. I found Aimee and Helen and told them what was up. They got Gloria too since she could take some of us in the Sikorsky. Gloria found Jan too since she could take the rest of us in a Huey. We gathered our side arms and left for the airstrip. When we got to the truck stop, one we hadn't been to before, its lot was crowded. We checked out the trucks and tried to pick the best looking truck and trailer combination, but we also considered what it was loaded with. As long as we were taking them we might as well get loads we could use also. We ended up with thirty nice trucks and trailers and the thirty loads of food and other supplies were just a bonus. I was happy we happened to get two straight loads of tampons. Looked like we were going to need more of these than I had ever expected. When we backed the first of the trucks into the cow barn's loading dock I realized we needed to find a food warehouse or some kind of warehouse tomorrow and get some more forklifts. It was going to be a trial unloading thirty trucks with one forklift. Well, it would just be something else I could do to keep busy. I thought I might as well look around until I found some good electric forklifts and we could take all the extra batteries and chargers too. It looked like the slow unloading would put the truck trip off for one more day at least. It didn't matter because there were still more helicopters we needed to get ferried tomorrow. I couldn't help but remember the first time I'd looked at all those helicopters at Ft Hood and wished I could take just one. Now I had hundreds. No doubt we'd also have more MREs than we could ever eat before we were through. No doubt I'd done at least enough today to pay for my supper so I went to the cafeteria to find a meal. I didn't even know half the women who seemed to be cooking and serving. I did know Susan though and the twins. They had more food than I could eat in front of me in just a couple of minutes. Amber and Julia even offered to feed me. I told them I might want some whisker biscuit later tonight and they giggled and told me I knew where I could get some. Johnny came up then and I asked him to sit down. He did and Julia asked if she could get him something to eat. I noticed him eyeing her pretty good, but I didn't say anything. He told her what he wanted for supper and she left to get it. "How's it hanging Johnny?" I asked. "Everything's lovely." "So, did you pick up any of the young girls from the gang?" I asked. "I started to, but didn't. I know it will probably seem silly to you now, but I've been thinking about older women lately," he said, and grinned. "Are you sorry you let Susan, Julia, and Amber go?" I asked, hoping he wasn't going to ask to have them back. "Not really. I still think it worked out for the best. I've really been lusting over all the security women though. Jesus, they all look fantastic. They just look at me as a little kid though I guess." "Well do you have a favorite or two? I might be convinced to help you out a little," I said. In fact I wanted him to fuck a few of them. I especially wanted him to be my first experiment with a tricked male. I was fond of Johnny, but I still felt he was a little too young to trust. If I could get Seven to have the trick done to him I would feel much better. I had plans for making him my main protege. I would feel much more confident about it if I could be positive of his loyalty. "What would it take to convince you?" he asked, grinning widely now. I could just tell him I'd order him up a couple. It wouldn't be any big deal and any of them would happily drop their panties, if they wore them, if I asked them to. I didn't want to make it that easy though. I wanted him to think he had given something up to get them. I'll admit I thought I might as well get something I wanted out of the deal if I could. It never hurts to work things to your own advantage. "I hate to mention it Johnny, because I'm afraid it'd make you mad," I said. "What? I won't get mad. I'm not saying I'll agree, but I won't get mad about it." "Well you know I picked up a couple of new women in Nebraska, and one of them, Seven, told me there were a few more from up their who were antsy to get hooked up with someone of their own. We might make a trade if you'd like," I said. "What kind of trade?" Johnny asked, looking a little suspicious. "I don't mean a permanent swap Johnny. I have to tell you though ever since you had your girls put on that little show for me that morning I have really wanted to get a little time with Donna. The cute little thing you had moon me. I'd never try anything unless you said it was all right though, and she'd have to be all right with it too," I said. "Nancy was right, you are a dirty old man aren't you. I think we might be able to make a deal though. In fact, I think Donna, Jamie, and even Cherry would like to take a ride on Jack. They were so wound up after their little performance I thought they were going to fuck me to death. We barley had time to get the animals taken care of. It doesn't help that Mitsie has been telling them how good you are either," Johnny said, and then smiled and punched me in the shoulder. "I swear I've never touched them Johnny." "I know you haven't, but there will be a problem. If I let one have a test drive on you the other two will be pissed. You might have to give all three of them a sample. Think you can handle it? You are getting on up there after all." "Why you little fucker, I guess I can hold up for a while. I can probably do it, but it wouldn't be fair to you. I don't won't to trade you two for three. I have another idea though and this one might really make you mad. I think I really should tell you about it though." "What is it, don't keep me hanging." "I think your Mom might like a little taste of you," I said, and watched him closely. Johnny tried to keep his cool, but he couldn't. I could see the lust flash in his eyes as soon as I said it. "Do you think she really would? She wouldn't be mad about it? I've been dying to get to just pat her ass for a couple of years, but I was always afraid to. I know I'm not supposed to think those kind of thoughts about her, but I just can't help it. She is just so sexy and she really turns me on," Johnny said, nearly drooling. "I think she'd like it. I tease her about it sometimes and it makes her as hot as a firecracker. She always says she doesn't want to, but she doesn't mean it. I'll tell you a little secret about your Mom. She likes to act like she doesn't want to and have me hold her down. Only thing is, no matter how loosely I hold her she never breaks free," I told Johnny, and he was nearly panting in seconds. "God, I'm going to come in my pants if I'm not careful. When can we do it?" he asked. "Let me talk to Seven and ask her to recommend two of the Nebraska women for you. You did me such a good turn with Susan and the twins I still feel like I owe you. I'll set you up with two and you can try them out. If you don't like them I'll get you two more to try. Once you find two you want to keep we'll do the rest of the deal. Don't be in any rush, your Mom will be ready after you find two keepers. Remember, I'm just loaning your Mom to you though, I just can't let her go for good." "I understand. I'm not sure I could be with her all the time anyway. It might be like it was with Susan and the twins. I would sure like to see what it's like though." he said. "I'll talk to Seven and see if I can set it up then. If she can't find any you want to keep I'll get Kelly to start picking you some candidates from here. As a matter of fact, there were some pretty good looking women who were being held prisoner up in Nebraska. You might see one of them you could snag on your own. All of them were mistreated up there though so you'd need to be really nice to them." "I think I know what you mean. There are still three of four of the women from the gang who are really afraid of men. They haven't started doing anything either. They just hang around at the pool all day. They sure look good and I've been able to talk to them where the other men don't seem to be able to do any good. I guess they don't see me as a threat. My girls are trying to help me out with them too. I can always hope," he said, and laughed. I thought Johnny might have hit on something there. He wouldn't seem intimidating to the women who had been ill used. He might have a better shot than a grown man would. He finished eating and said goodbye. I figured he was going to find one of his girls and relieve the pressure from talking about his mother. I was being a little sneaky with Johnny, but I'd get over the guilt. I knew Seven had told me there were two of the two-woman teams needed to turn men in the Nebraska group we'd brought back with us. I didn't need to let them stay with Johnny, but I did need them to turn him. They would make sure he didn't want to keep them for good and I would make sure he got any of the other security women he wanted. Hell I'd set it up for him to fuck them all if he wanted to. Then he could take his pick. I was also looking forward to Johnny fucking his mother. I hoped I could swing a way to be there to watch. If I couldn't work it out I was going to make sure I got to watch it on video. I couldn't wait to see her held down and fucked by her own son. I got up and drifted back to the command center. Seven, Kelly, Brenda, Jasmine, and Clair were concentrating on the information coming in from the Hawkeyes. They were up and were heading for position. Two F15s were also escorting each Hawkeye. One Hawkeye would take up a position relatively near our base here and the other was going to move halfway between it and the other facilities it would be checking. The first facility they would be checking was the ten bed in Georgia. It would be about an hour before they were in position. After they had the report from there they would move to another one. I hadn't realized we had the personnel for it yet, but Kelly told me we also had a KC-130J up to refuel the fighters, so they could remain with the Hawkeyes during the whole operation. Everything looked to be going according to plan here and things seemed to be waiting for the first reports. I asked Seven to come out to the old command center to talk. When we were alone I asked her if she could set up a two woman team to approach Johnny. I told her the tale I'd given Johnny and wanted to know if it could be accommodated during the procedure. She said she would tell the women to give Johnny additional instructions to make sure he didn't request them as permanent companions. Their training would be needed to indoctrinate other males. She said instructions to that effect were usually given during a procedure anyway. It looked like Johnny's trick was on its way. I started to ask Seven just how a male was tricked, but decided I might not want to know. Seven volunteered the information before I could stop her though. She said it basically involved missionary sex with one of the women and the turning came via a very specific prostate massage as the male subject neared climax. It was more than I wanted to know about it, but it didn't really bother me since Seven gave it such a clinical description. Everything seemed to be falling into place and working out fine. Then we got the report from the facility in Georgia. It was a ten bed facility about a hundred miles out of Atlanta. It was occupied and the team had been activated. They noticed our query to their equipment. "Shit!" Seven said. ------- Chapter 59 "What's the matter?" I asked, even though I had a good idea. "Someone is in the Atlanta facility and they have activated the security team. This could be a real problem for us," Seven explained. Before we could continue wailing and bemoaning the data link from Georgia became active. A message popped up on screen. It gave their status and requested instructions. Seven sat at the console and spent about fifteen minutes messaging back and forth. I could tell she was relieved after the first three or four minutes. The remainder of the time she seemed to be giving specific instructions to the team there. "They were not activated by interlopers. It seems the wife and family of a member of the original plan activated them. The plan member was killed by the new plague. His family seems to want nothing more than protection and security. They were given instructions on activating the team, but apparently they only did it for safety. They didn't have any idea about the plan and were mostly just awed and grateful to be in a safe place. You will still need to go there for the reference change, but it isn't necessary to do so immediately. We can now safely put them on the back burner, as the team is fully functional. We can also count on them to help with any data relays from the outlying facilities near them. Great, we went from a disaster to all systems go in just a few minutes. Things looked good so far. The Hawkeyes were already positioning themselves to check out the New York facility. I felt reasonably confident about our plan now even though I didn't know all the details. It seemed we were on schedule so far and it would be hours before even the ten bed facilities had all been checked out. Of course they would check the smaller facilities if they came in range while they were progressing to check the ten beds. I told Seven I was going to my study and she could just message me there if anything came up. As I walked through the tunnel I wondered how we were fixed for sleeping arrangements. I didn't have a clue how many people were here at Ft Worth now. I knew it was over a hundred and thought it was probably less than one fifty. We had been crowed with a hundred. Then I remembered there were thirty-two separate bedrooms in the security house underground level and six in the security house itself. I decided it would be enough for a while, but thought I should ask Seven where we were going to house the ten thousand if they all showed up. We sure as hell couldn't put them all here, no matter how many of the big beds we found. My mind was starting to whirl again. I'd thought I had a handle on the situation, but now I wasn't sure again. Just as I left the elevator from the guests quarters and headed for my study I saw Johnny go by with a tall Blonde and a tall Brunet on either side of him. He was grinning from ear to ear and he could only smile as he headed upstairs with an arm around each of their waist. A lamb to the slaughter I thought to myself. Looking at the two women I thought - what a slaughter. I sat at my desk in the study and did my best to keep from finding Johnny's bedroom on the monitor. Finally I could stand it no longer and went to the monitor's cabinet and began flicking until I found his room. Johnny was busily pumping into the Blonde. She had her knees up by her shoulders and a hand fondling Johnny's balls. The Brunet was on her knees naked beside them and I could see she had a couple of her fingers buried up her own pussy. I realized she was getting them wet for Johnny's prostate massage. I watched, fascinated as the Blonde winked at the Brunet to signal her Johnny was ready. The Brunet slid her dripping fingers out of her pussy and deftly put one to Johnny's pucker. He jerked, but continued slamming it to the Blonde. The Brunet then slid her finger all the way up little Johnny's ass and I could tell she was busy with it. Suddenly Johnny's whole body stiffened and trembled for nearly a minute - then he just collapsed limply onto the Blonde. She began whispering into his ear at once. The whole production had given me an aching boner. I thought about going to Johnny's room and fucking the two women while he was out. I changed my mind as I saw him lying there unconscious. I made a mental note to never be naked in the presence of either of these two women unless we were alone. I didn't really mind getting a finger up my ass while coming - I just wanted to make sure it wasn't one of these girl's talented fingers. I literally needed to watch my backside around them. Seven came in then and told me the New York facility was vacant and the five small facilities which had come in range were all also vacant. She suggested we head for these tomorrow and activate the teams. She thought we could land at New York and then use their Sikorsky to visit three of the smaller facilities from there. I told her it sounded fine to me. I asked Seven where we were going to put all the people when they started showing up. She told me we had a large hotel near DFW airport with similar power arrangements to those here. In fact she told me we would also have power for some of the hangar facilities there and it was also a storage depot for a lot of our equipment. She had already checked the sensors there and it was all unoccupied. All of the people we would be expecting would not be in this area, but the hotel would have plenty of room for them and for many more. I asked her about feeding them. She said the hotel had enough specially stored food to last at least a month. Some of the first people who were to report would know how to salvage food from other places. Some of those who were to report to the Nebraska facility were already trained to retrieve food from the storage silos which were abundant in that part of the country. Some were also trained to harvest crops if any were worth harvesting after being unattended for so long. I thought some of the crops would be worth it. We had been able to see a lot of corn growing. It had been planted and tended before the plague started and I'm sure some of it was either ready to harvest or nearly so. I didn't really know how much care it needed after it was growing. I guessed it might need treating for pest or such, but wasn't really sure. Anything we could salvage from it would be a plus though. Having a secure facility at DFW would cure a lot of the ills we had acquired since coming here. There would be plenty of parking for the mini air force I had gathered and plenty of space to set up maintenance and storage for the planes and for the armaments. I thought about telling Henny of this development, but decided it could wait until tomorrow. We would need to tell her not to unload most of the trucks coming back from Ft Hood though. "Jack, we need to check out the truck's route back to Ft Hood. The ferry flights have all come pretty much straight back here and no one has checked the highway between here and there since you made your first trip up here," Seven said. I hadn't thought about it, but realized she had a point. I asked her to get someone to at least check it out tomorrow during the last of the ferrying and she said she would take care of it. It was getting late and it seemed I had a lot of traveling tomorrow. I said goodnight to Seven, who would be staying up for the rest of the reports and headed to bed. I did take one last glance at Johnny's room and he seemed to still be out. I woke feeling refreshed the next day, but was slightly miffed to be alone. I guess I'd been marked by my harem as needing some rest. I showered, dressed, and headed out for coffee. I was very happy to find Nancy in the regular kitchen with coffee ready and what appeared to be a private breakfast cooking. "Nancy you made my day." "Don't try to butter me up you philandering bastard. I know you're just horny because you slept alone last night," she said, starting in on me right away. "I know you won't believe me, but I have to tell you I've missed your teasing almost as much as I've missed your sexy little ass." "You're right, I don't believe a word of it. You went off to Nebraska and there's no telling how much fucking you did up there. I know you made a believer out of Seven. Crystal and Samantha are just drooling to get a taste too. Poor Aimee is walking around bow legged and so is Yvonne. She keeps mumbling something about private pussy," Nancy said, digging in with both spurs. "You know who the real private pussy is don't you?" I asked. "No, and I'm not sure I want to." "You are, and I'm thinking about getting into your panties any minute now." "You know damned well I'm not wearing any right now, and besides I don't have time. I have to fix your breakfast." "I'm going to let you feed me, then I might just eat you." "Promises, promises Jack. You've got a handful of gimme and a mouthful of much obliged." "You could end up with a mouthful of something yourself Nancy." "Just drink your coffee and let me cook your breakfast, after you eat we'll see if you can make good on your boasting," she said. Seven came in just as I'd finished eating and canceled any plans for fun with Nancy. She'd sent an OH-6 Little Bird chopper down I-35 at first light. It had come back with bad news. Either some of the men had escaped Aimee's wrath last time or more had gathered. The roadblock was back up. They weren't sitting in an RV this time either. The observers had recognized a bunker built in the median. They couldn't really tell how robust it was though. It was covered with cars and pickups around it. I guessed they thought this would give them additional protection. I didn't really think it would, especially if there was any gasoline left in the tanks of the vehicles. I went to the command center to talk with the others. Brenda, Clair, Jasmine, and Kelly were there already. We tried to hash it out when Seven and I arrived. They all agreed we should just blast the whole thing to shit. I argued I wanted to give them a chance to talk first. We gathered pilots and EWOs for eight Cobras. The EWOs weren't actual combat veterans but were team members who had some training to act in the capacity. I rode with Aimee in a Comanche. We took off and as we came to Waco we split up and approached the roadblock in a large circle. We got close enough for them to see us, but we didn't fire at them and this time they didn't fire at us. Only one man came out of the bunker. He was holding a white flag. We just watched as he walked toward the south barricade across the northbound lane. He passed the barricade and continued for about three hundred yards. I told Aimee to set me down about two hundred yards south of him and then get back up while the others kept an eye on the bunker. Seven wanted to raise hell about it, but I over ruled her. We looked the flag bearer over closely before Aimee let me out. He seemed unarmed. I approached him as Aimee lifted back off. "Hi, my name is Jack." "I'm Robert." I extended my hand to shake and he reluctantly did the same. I could tell he was nervous. "You know if anyone takes a shot at me you're a dead man, don't you?" I asked. "Yes and it's making me nervous. Some of them don't seem as smart as I once thought. They seem to think they are invincible in that little bunker," he said. "Why don't we move a little farther south then. It could be safer for both of us." "You're probably right." We moved about two hundred yards farther south. I knew I could still be in range of a really good marksman with a top notch rifle but felt much more confident, especially since I kept Robert between me and the barricade. "Are you part of the same group that was blocking this highway a few weeks ago?" I asked. "Yes, when the rocket attack took out the RV. I was with them then also. We had sixteen men then, now we only have ten. The rocket attack killed the four in the RV and two have left since then." He didn't mention how many women they had and I didn't ask yet. I wondered how much traffic they stopped with this roadblock and I just ask. "Do you stop a lot of traffic here?" "Not really, only a car every day or so. It was more at first, but I think the word might be getting out now. We have had several come to the roadblock and turn and run back the way they came." "What is your fascination with blocking the highway? Are you capturing the people who try to travel it?" I asked. "We were before the rocket attack. Was it you who did it?" He asked. "Yes it was. I had only ten followers then. I have nearly three hundred now. As you can see I have more than one helicopter now too. "I don't mean to sound like a tyrant, but I guess I am. I'm tired of this road being blocked every time I want to use it. We are going to have to come to some kind of agreement or we are going to have more bloodshed. I'm not trying to sound cocky, but I'm pretty sure it is mostly going to be your group shedding the blood." "I see. How often do you want to use it?" he asked. "Anytime I want to." "Would you be willing to pay a small toll?" "I would be much more willing to bomb you out of the way. Helicopters aren't all I have. Would you like a little demonstration?" I asked, giving an evil grin. "If we have a choice I don't think we would care for one," he said. "Maybe you would like to fly up to one of our bases and see what you have pitted yourself against." "You wouldn't hold me prisoner would you?" "I have no need for prisoners. Wait here." I stepped back and signaled Aimee to set down. When she did I told her to call home and get the Sikorsky down here with nine armed security members in it. I also told her to tell Brenda to raise all the Phalanx guns, Crusaders and Patriots if they weren't already up. She lifted back off and I just went back to Robert. "I sent for a passenger helicopter to take you to our base. It will give you a fly over so you can see I'm not bluffing." "I really don't fully understand why you are blocking the highway, especially since you aren't gaining that much by it. Did you say you aren't requiring the people you stop to remain now?" I asked. "Not any longer. We really don't have to though. Most of the ones we stop are just wandering aimlessly now. They are usually glad to join us." "How many do you have in total?" I asked. "Ten men and eighty women." "Are you the leader?" "No. We actually have three who are squabbling over who is leader. I'm not one of them." "Is this you main activity, blocking the road?" I asked. "That and gathering food. We have four men here watching the roadblock and twenty women. The other men and women are searching for food," he said. "Do you have enough food?" I asked. "We estimate we have enough food for eight months now. We still find plenty more every day though," He said, and he seemed truthful. The Sikorsky came up then and set down south of me. I went to it and told four of the troops to take cover on the berm. I signaled to Robert and he joined me. Gloria was flying and I got in beside her. I told her to give Robert a flyover of our home so he could tell his group what they were facing if they didn't do away with the roadblock. She took us back over the house and surrounding area. Robert was silent, but I knew that hundreds of planes and helicopters must have been impressive to him. Not to mention the missile batteries and artillery. We just made a couple of circles and took him back. Gloria set us down and Robert and I got out. "Why don't you go ask your other men if they would like to join my group?" I asked. "It would work except for the three who are in the bunker with me. They are the three fighting over leadership. None of them will go out to work. They don't trust each other so they just sit in the bunker all day, watching each other and arguing," he said. "What about the women. Are any of them close to the bunker?" I asked. "No, there are about twenty with us on this detail; but they are spread out watching the approaches," he said. "Well I think I'll just invite the other three out to talk too," I said. "They won't come out," he said. "I think I can convince them. Did you take the time to drain the fuel tanks of the vehicles you parked over the bunker?" I asked. "No, why should we?" "Watch," I said, and grinned. Gloria was still on the ground so I walked over to her and asked her to tell four of the Cobras to put a few hydras into the bunker and then herd up anyone who came out. The bunker made quite a little fireball for a few minutes. I guess the other men stayed in as long as they could stand the heat. When they rushed out with weapons in hand two of the Cobras put a burst from the front mounted guns into the dirt near them. They dropped their weapons at once. I sent the armed team members Gloria had brought with her to go and tend to them and they had them cuffed and back to talk to me in a few minutes. They were all pretty much cursing and snarling as they approached. I didn't want to argue with them. "I'm not going to discuss this. This is the second time I've had to clear this roadway and there isn't going to be a third. I'm absorbing your group, if you want to live to remain a part of it you had better shut up and smile like you're glad about it. You could end up feed for our hogs if you don't," I said, and it got their attention. "Robert, I'm letting you go gather the rest of your people. We will be landing here with Chinooks to take you back to the base we showed you in three hours. Tell them to bring their personal belongings and weapons. We have plenty of food for now and we can send trucks to bring what you have gathered back later. Of course you can all just sneak away. If you do I'd recommend you never block any highway ever again." I sent Gloria and two security men back to the base with the three captured leaders. I told three Cobras to stay and watch, one in the air and two waiting and ready to lift off. I also left the seven security personnel to stand guard. Robert had some women moving the truck barricade as Aimee took me back home. When I got back I asked Seven to have the female teams turn the three truculent leaders. She had the prisoners put in separate guest bedrooms and sent in her teams. I expected to have three more devoted followers in a few hours. I returned to the command center to check for other news. All the other ten-bed facilities were empty. The 717 was ready to take me to them as soon as I could get away. I waited for the other security team to check in. They all arrived within an hour of each other and Kelly gathered them together for us. Seven introduced herself and spoke the phrase that opened them for instructions. She changed all references from Carlisle to me and closed them. I told Jasmine what I wanted done in Waco and she said she would take care of it. Seven and I took eight of the returning security personnel with us and headed for the airstrip to visit the vacant facilities. We spent the next two days visiting the other facilities. We would land at the ten beds and take the helicopter there to visit the smaller ones. The ten beds had the same size house as the two sixteen bed units, the main difference was smaller fenced grounds around them and less guest rooms, the basements under the houses were approximately the same size as the larger units they just had fewer guest rooms. The smaller units had no airstrip but all had heliports and hangars. They all had a couple of large barns and a security entrance house with thirty-two large bedrooms for the team members I was glad to get back home when it was over. We had brought eight team members from each facility back with us. This left twenty-four at each facility and I thought it would be plenty for the time being. I anticipated needing the extra people at Ft Worth to help as we summoned the others. We had to stop by Ft Worth twice in our wandering to discharge the collected team members. We visited the Atlanta facility after midnight the first night. We took care of the security team and didn't even go meet the visitors. I instructed the team there to treat them cordially and to make sure they had anything they needed. After this little wandering all over the US was finished I had a feeling for what a former Congressman's junket must have been like. I felt more than well traveled. I had a good handle on what we had spread across the country now though and I was pleasantly surprised the virus had taken none of my team members. I could only wonder why things came out that way. ------- Chapter 60 I now had one hundred and eighty-four security personnel at Ft Worth. Add to this one hundred and two people I had before finding the security people. We had sixteen civilian women from Nebraska and had also collected a total of eighty-three women and ten men from the Waco dust up. This made for a total of three hundred and ninety-five souls at Ft worth. At five to a big bed we could sleep one hundred and ninety in the security house using the above ground and underground bedrooms. We could sleep sixty in the twelve guest bedrooms we weren't using for medical facilities. We had room for roughly fifty in the upstairs bedrooms and fifty in my bedroom suites. We also now had fifteen beds in the horse lounge. Seventy-five could sleep in these beds. This meant we had beds for four hundred and twenty-five if we put five to a bed in every bed. It made things a little rugged and left many sleeping with people they didn't really know at all. It would suffice for a while, but I knew I would have to spread some of them out to other facilities or send some to the hotel. Seven thought we should explain the problem, even though it needed little explanation after the two nights they had all spent here, and ask for volunteers to go to Nebraska. All three of the Waco men we had turned volunteered and so did two others from Waco. I had been surprised to learn none of the women in Waco had been forced to be with any man. The women who were with the men who volunteered to go to Nebraska all wanted to go with their men. This meant we had forty-one women and five men who wanted to go to Nebraska. I got the feeling some of the women who had come from Nebraska would have liked to go back, but were uncomfortable about it since they weren't with any men and didn't seem to be anxious to find a man yet. I decided to send forty of the security people we had gathered to Nebraska too. They could help out up there and would be close enough to come back within a few hours if we needed them. This gave us enough room to be comfortable in Ft Worth so I decided to try it for a while. I had Seven explain we also had other facilities we could use if anyone else felt crowded here. We didn't get any takers right away though. Crystal and Samantha had gravitated to sleeping in my suites and I ended up with all the Nebraska women in my quarters. I wondered if they all expected my attentions and hoped they didn't. I had gathered them in though and knew I would find a little time for all of them if they really wanted me. I was surprised to find out all the women who had come with Darrell and Al were living in my quarters and that Darrell and Al had collected a few of the gangs X women apiece. Mike had been asking around and talking to the women in my suites and they had all agreed he should carry on with the partition removal. He asked me about it and I told him if he had time to go ahead. I did decide I should at least learn the names of the ladies I would likely be seeing naked often, even if I hadn't gotten around to fucking them yet. The helicopters had all been ferried from Ft Hood. The road was clear and today at dawn thirty trucks headed that way. Five Cobras were escorting them and two Hueys with eight armed troops each were also going. I felt I should have been going too, but they left before I'd realized. Nancy hadn't gone on this trip and she'd had my coffee ready and breakfast cooking when I'd wandered out this morning. She teased me unmercifully while I ate. She seemed especially indignant about my leaving her to take care of the Waco thing just three days before. I spent most of breakfast begging for forgiveness, but I never seemed to get any. Seven came in when I was about halfway through eating. She started talking about the occasional F16 flights around Phoenix. If she'd thought she had earned a bye from Nancy she quickly found out she was wrong. "I see your game now Seven. You come grab him at breakfast and haul him off to fuck in Dr Dick One on the way to some imagined emergency," Nancy said, teasing Seven and grinning the whole time. "Well you silly thing, you can ride in it just like I can, do you think you need an invitation?" Seven asked, teasing her right back. "Well I didn't think of it. Where can we take him today?" Nancy asked, and laughed. "Well I still have to get some more information about Phoenix, but we don't need Jack for a couple of hours at least. If I were you I'd feed him and take him back to his bedroom and make him do his duty," Seven said. "I wouldn't let that long dicked bastard get me alone in his bedroom with two or three hours to work on me. I wouldn't be able to walk for two days. Maybe I can find some help though. Sure you have to go back to work?" Nancy asked. "Yes, dammit, I do. See if you can find Crystal and Samantha. Two of the ones he brought back from Nebraska. They've been dripping for him since he made Kelly drop her pants in front of everybody. They also got pretty worked up about him throwing those assholes to the hogs," Seven said. "I'd almost forgotten about those two. I might just look them up." I'd finished my breakfast now and I thought maybe I should throw in my own suggestion. "Nancy, I don't want to pry into your plans for me, but I do have a thought and you just might like it." "I doubt it Jack, I'm feeling pretty bossy this morning. I haven't been able to push you around for three or four days and I'm afraid I'm gonna get out of practice." "Well I was just thinking, Johnny and I have a little deal going." "I've seen some of your little deals at work. By my count Johnny has fucked eight of the security women so far. I've been listening and it sounds like the rest of them are anxiously awaiting their turn too," she said, grinning. "Well I have kind of a special offer I made to Johnny. I told him if he'd let me sample Donna for a little I could make him a hell of a deal. He liked the sound of it so much he offered me a taste of Jaime and Cherry too. Of course, they will have to agree." "Just what kind of offer did you make him you sorry bastard, and what do I have to do with it. I guess you traded him some of my pussy. At least I brought a high price," she said. She had a funny look on her face and I couldn't exactly read its meaning. I didn't exactly like the sound of the last sentence though. "Hey, it's nothing like that. You would be there to watch and help only. You definitely have one of the pussies I won't be trading to anyone for anything. I don't think I'd even let you try on anyone else if you wanted to." "That's more like it Jack, at least you still know how to make a girl feel good about herself. I'll have to admit Johnny is looking pretty cute lately though, and I'd just about resigned myself to make the sacrifice since you'd made such a good deal," she said, twisting the knife. "Not a chance. I traded Johnny a little taste of his Mommy. I wanted you to help me hold her down," I said. "You dirty motherfucker, when can we do it. God damn that's hot," she said, nearly panting. "If you can find Johnny I think I can find Aimee. Unfortunately, I'm not going to give her a chance to say no." "Hell, she's been dying for it. She'll wail and moan and then drip all the way to the bedroom. We'll probably have to throw a bucket of cold water on them to break them up after he gets his dick in her," Nancy said, and laughed. I stepped back into the bedroom portion of the ground floor and went looking for Aimee. I had lust in my heart and a boner in my pants. Gloria, who slept with Aimee, Helen, Brenda, and lately Jan, was the only one of them still in bed. She grinned at me as I came to sit on the bed beside her. I leaned over to give her a kiss, finding she slept nude I pushed the sheet back to play with her titties. Her large nipples still fascinated me. "Do you know where Aimee is?" I asked, as I twisted a nipple. "She went up with the Hawkeye. They were going to get an early morning peek at the goings on around Phoenix." That took care of my little distraction for a while. I decided to just lie down and suck Gloria's nipples and see if I couldn't think of something to do this morning. I figured Nancy would come looking for me in a minute. I intended to drag her into bed with Gloria and me as soon as she got into range. The prearranged signal which called all pilots to duty went off just then and Gloria pulled her nipple from my lips, saying she was sorry, but she had to go. Well shit. I hoped it was just a drill and actually assumed it was, since there was nothing too serious going on at the moment. The only thing we had flying now was a Hawkeye and a couple of F15s to watch it. I adjusted my hardon in my pants and headed for the control center. When I got there things seemed a little tense. Kelly, Brenda, Clair, and Seven were glued to the radar display. I just watched, not disturbing them for a minute or two. Finally I had to ask. "What's up?" "We nearly got caught with our pants down Jack. Apparently the people at Phoenix have been paying more attention to us than we thought. I think they jumped the gun though," Seven said. "What did they do?" "They nearly let the Hawkeye get close enough to have a good chance at forcing or shooting it down. They didn't have anything in the air, but when the Hawkeye got about a hundred miles from here toward them they put up five F16s at once. They all turned to an intercept course with the Hawkeye and it looks like they hit the burners," Brenda said, explaining. "We have F15s up protecting the Hawkeye don't we?" "Yes, but we only have two. We can make them leave the Hawkeye alone, but we might take a hit with the F15s. It depends on whether they want to make a fight of it. The Hawkeye is already headed back here. We're scrambling ten more F15s in about three minutes," Seven said. "Hold them. Have the other two stay with the Hawkeye. Just have it fly straight over us toward DFW," I said. "What do you want to do?" Seven asked, since she could tell I had something on my mind from my tone. "Find the frequency the F16s are on and get the Patriots ready to lock on to them. I doubt they will have a chance to seriously threaten the Hawkeye before they are in range of the Patriots. They sure as hell won't be expecting them. What do you think they will do when they find out we have a missile lock on all of them?" I asked. "It will wake them up for sure," Seven said, and grinned. "As soon as they discover the patriots have lock send up the F15s as fast as you can and we will invite the F16s to land," I said. "I have their frequency now." Clair said. "Fix it so I can talk to them when it's time." "What about our F15s, are they ready to go?" I asked. She talked to Henny on the intercom and Henny told her all they needed now was the signal. She said they could all be up within two minutes. "Let them think they're doing some good before we show our cards. I want them well within range, but I don't want to shoot at them unless they shoot first," I said, hoping I was making myself clear. We were listening to them now. There seems to be a male pilot and four female pilots. We didn't know if they have EWOs or not. It would be much more dangerous if they did. F16s could carry some long-range air-to-air stuff. The Hawkeye was about to cross over us and it would just continue on. The F16s were on the burner and coming fast. I could hear the gloating in the male pilot's voice as he gave directions to threaten and force the Hawkeye down, telling his pilots not to fire on it unless the F15s made a threatening move. He was in for a shock. He didn't mention any thoughts about any other defenses we might have. The Hawkeye was fifty miles past us when the F16s entered the PAC3 missile's fifteen-kilometer range. I signaled Brenda to light them up and told Seven to let our F15s go. I heard the F15s' engines roar as Brenda was flicking switches on the Patriot's console. In ten seconds I heard the women in the F16s all try to transmit at once. One finally came in the clear and reported she had multiple missile locks on her and then the others said the same thing in turn. The male acknowledged he had the same. There was a lull. "F16 pilots from the Phoenix area. We have monitored you and your actions seem hostile. Drop out of supersonic flight and lower your landing gear or we will launch," I said, on their frequency. "You have fifteen seconds." "Bullshit. Don't listen to him," the male voice ordered. "Fuck that, ten F15s just got up right under us and Shirley says those are Patriots with a lock on us. The other two F15s have turned back toward us too," A female said. "They're bluffing. Keep for the Hawkeye," The male commanded. Four of the F16s cut their speed but one still roared toward the Hawkeye. I'd let him get too close already and signaled Brenda to launch on him. She sent a single PAC3 and it got him in about eight to ten seconds. Brenda said he had been trying to lock onto the Hawkeye right before it hit him. Helen called in and said she had a parachute in sight. I told Seven to send a couple of Cobras and the Sikorsky with a doctor and a nurse. I turned my attention to the other F16s. "Phoenix aircraft. Land at the strip you see near you and exit your aircraft peacefully. We are sending a rescue chopper for your downed pilot," I told them. Two of them acknowledged my transmission. I gave them about fifteen seconds. "Please acknowledge or I will be forced to launch again," I told them. All four of them acknowledged this time. Brenda told me they were circling the airstrip and one was already on final. Jasmine had come from the airstrip by this time. I asked her if she had some armed people there and she said there were twenty. She, Seven, and I headed that way. All the F16s were on the ground by the time we got there. All our F15s were still up keeping a watch. Brenda had already turned the Hawkeye back around before we left the command center. I nearly decided to just put up about ten more F15s and head for Phoenix but convinced myself it would be stupid. We now had at least eight captives and we would soon have a much better idea of what waited for us in Phoenix. I asked Jasmine to send the four pilots and four EWOs to the cafeteria for breakfast in case they hadn't eaten. I told her to give them a couple of rooms in the guest quarters after they were fed. "I apologize since the only quarters we have to offer you are cramped, but we are growing a little too fast for our amenities at the moment," I said. "Why did you force us down and what are you going to do with us?" One of them asked. "I forced you down because you were obviously intending to capture or destroy one of my aircraft. I am going to debrief you after you've eaten. What happens to you afterwards is still pending." "We don't have to answer your questions. According to the Geneva..." she tried to say but I broke in. "There are no Geneva conventions now. I doubt there is even anyone in Geneva. In the first place you are not in the military or you would surely be dead. That means you are a civilian and must be a spy or a terrorist. In either case, all you can expect for your silence is death. Is that what you want? I can convene a firing squad almost at once." She was shaken and I didn't blame her, hell I would have been. She didn't say anything. "Why don't you just go have some breakfast and a couple of cups of coffee? It will give you a chance to reflect on your position," I said. She didn't have anything else to say strangely. One of the others spoke up though. "What about James? Did he make it?" "We don't know yet. We have three helicopters looking for him. I'll let you know as soon as there is any news," I said, as I headed back for the command center. Jasmine detailed a couple of armed guards apiece for them and then she accompanied Seven and me to the center. When we got there Brenda told me the male pilot was dead when they found him. Broke his neck somehow. I hated it, but he did it himself. Somehow pilots, male ones at least, seemed to think they were invincible. I idly wondered if John McCain had been shot down under similar circumstances. The Hawkeye was happily steaming back toward Arizona. I told them to just keep all the F15s up for escort duty. They said the first two were getting low on fuel. I asked if they could get a tanker up and they said they were waiting to see what I wanted to do and they would have them refueled in twenty minutes. Seven wanted to know when we were going to talk to the captured women. I told her I wanted them to stew for a couple of hours at least. We decided to wait until after lunch. Brenda broke in and said the Hawkeye reported the planes had probably not come from Phoenix. They had recently discovered radar activity coming from Davis-Monthan AFB and calls to the F16s seemed to be coming from there also. She told me there didn't seem to be any more planes lifting off right now. I doubted if there would be. Even if they had plenty of planes and pilots I didn't think they would try anything else without a little time for talking it over. They had lost five planes and nine people with their little stunt. They probably didn't have a very good idea of what even happened to them. It was nearly eight hundred miles from here to there and I doubt they would have been able to hear the radio traffic between their planes and us. I knew they couldn't hear our part of it. I was pretty sure they were just in the dark. I had to wonder what kind of leadership they had. I also wondered what they hoped to gain. Did they think we would just let them have the Hawkeye? Maybe they were taking a chance they would have an overwhelming force. Bad fucking news for them then. I guessed they were going to get a better idea of what they were up against now. The Hawkeye and its newly strengthened escort would be showing up on their radar soon. I was hoping it would give them pause before sending out another raid on us. I knew I was going to have to do something about them now though. Unless this was all of them and I doubted it, I couldn't let them sit out there and gain strength. I didn't see any real alternative to absorbing them. Depending on their strength I was going to corral them either tomorrow or wait until I had acquired more of my assets and absorb them later. Seven already had things set up to start calling our people in tomorrow. We would have to visit a small safe house northwest of McKinney to gather the people who would broadcast our messages. I just hoped they were still alive and doing well. The Hawkeye reported in again and said the Davis-Monthan site had gone quiet. I'm sure they decided discretion was the better part of valor for a time at least. I asked Brenda how we were fixed for keeping an eye on the place. She told me there were no extra crewmen on the Hawkeye to keep it up after these were tired. She said we would also need to change the escort in a few hours and that we didn't really have enough F15 pilots to keep that large an escort up 24/7. I asked Brenda and Seven to see if they could work out the size and planning for a rotating force that could watch them full time for a few days. They said we could do it, but we probably couldn't keep more than four F15s up with it. I told them to set it up, but I would question the captured women before we did anything. My feeling was the group around Phoenix was just a small one which probably wouldn't cause us much trouble. Small groups could grow though. Small groups with the kind of assets they seemed to be sitting on could grow into large deadly groups. I had a facility in the Phoenix area and the small group could get to be troublesome if it discovered my facility there and moved against it. They had to be dealt with ------- Chapter 61 I headed back toward the cafeteria for some lunch. When I got there George and Mike were just sitting down too so I sat with them. "Jack, I don't want to butt into things that might not be my concern, but I have something I want to mention to you," Mike said. "Mike I always want to hear whatever you have on your mind." "George and I have talked it over, and the way we seem to be getting more and more people, we think we need to do something about it," Mike said. When he didn't elaborate I kept quiet for a few seconds. I didn't have any idea what he had on his mind and I was sifting through mine wondering what this was about. "We think we need to gather some more cattle before it goes wild or starves to death. We have a lot of well-fenced acreage here and plenty of feed. We even have a facility for slaughtering the livestock, and we are going through a lot of beef right now. There must be a lot of livestock that needs care around. Even if we just gathered it up and slaughtered it we would be ahead," Mike said. "I hadn't even thought of it Mike, but I'm sure you're right. We will be growing constantly from now on. What would be the best way to secure some of the cattle?" "The easiest way to locate it would be with a helicopter. If one of the pilots had time to just take me up to look around it would be a good start. I'd try to find cattle which were still doing pretty well and would be in good fences where we could gather them easily. If I had fairly regular use of a helicopter I could just leave some of the stock where it was and check on it every day or so. It should still be a month or two before we need to feed them. We mainly need to make sure they have water and minerals," he said. I'll have a helicopter and a couple of pilots assigned to you for as long as you can make use of them. I need to ask you something too. When I went to Nebraska I saw a lot of corn in the fields. Do you think we could salvage anything useful by trying to harvest it?" I asked. "I'm sure we could. If nothing else we could use it for cattle feed. There is a lot of feed here already, but more wouldn't hurt us," he said. "I also thought about trying to get some of the stored grain around the country in grain elevators. Do you think we could have any success?" "Probably, I've never tried to get anything out of one, but I'm sure it isn't too hard. Grain is put in them to be taken out," he said. "I'll get you the helicopter so you can find more cattle and then we'll see about the corn and grain. The helicopter will be assigned to you for whatever you would like to do with it. If you think of something else which might help feed us or protect us don't bother to ask for permission. Use the helicopter as you see fit and don't hesitate to ask for anything else you feel you need. I won't be overworking you will I?" I asked. "Gathering and feeding a few thousand head of cattle couldn't be nearly as hard as trying to keep up with making space for your harem," he said, and laughed. George joined him at my expense then. I didn't mind. Mike had done a hell of a job on anything I'd asked him to do before. He and George had the examination table set up in my bedroom and it looked like it was put there when the house was built. All the partitions were gone from the other five bedrooms now and there were currently seventeen of the big beds spaced around in the freed up area, and the place didn't seem crowded at all. I finished eating, said my goodbyes to Mike and George and headed back to the command center. When I got there I told Brenda, Clair, Seven, and Jasmine of Mike's suggestion. Jasmine said she would get him two pilots for a Little Bird. It would give him a pilot available at all times. I asked her to make sure it was fitted with long-range tanks, in case Mike wanted to search for other things. Jasmine said in that case she would assign two helicopters and four pilots for his use. If he wanted to roam very far he would have better protection. She was also going to ask Henny to keep an A10 ready to get up quickly in case Mike needed extra support in a hurry. The Little Birds were armed and I'd been told they could give a good account of themselves, but they were mostly for observation and recon. I guessed they could observe cows as well as enemy. The additional assets for Mike's protection were something I wouldn't have thought of, but I was glad Jasmine had. I had come to depend on Mike and his idea about salvaging cattle and other things which were just left unattended was a valuable one. All was still quiet out toward Arizona. All but four of the F15s had been recalled and the other Hawkeye was ready to take up the chore later this afternoon. It would have four pilots and four crewmen. That way they could rotate and stay rested. The tanker could keep them and the F15s refueled. The F15s would rotate back to base about every six to eight hours though. Seven and I left for the guests quarters. She wanted to just go ahead and turn the women right off the bat. I didn't want to start in on it yet. I was going to hold them, but it was as far as I was willing to go right now. If we didn't get the information we wanted out of them I might even give them the drug we'd used on Melinda. I wasn't up to raping them to turn them yet. I hadn't even thought about Melinda in days. She had gotten all our attention with her attack on the Cobra. It had turned out to be a lot of worry about nothing much, and Melinda seemed harmless now. Hell if I wasn't mistaken she was sleeping in my quarters with Debbie, Andrea, and Paula now. I wondered if she expected a little attention from me sooner or later. If I caught her shambling around on her crutches in a T-shirt some morning I was going to give her a proper inspection and see what happened. She was a sexy little thing after all and I didn't want her to feel left out. Who was I trying to fool? I didn't even have time to jack off lately, much less sneak a girl on crutches off to try and fuck her. Maybe things would settle down later. Seven and I separated the captives when we got there. Putting each one in a different room. I wasn't going to let them get back together as long as I thought they had information I needed. It would mean some people would have to vacate the guest quarters, but it would just have to be done. I wasn't going to give them time to get any lies straight after I started questioning them. Gail was the one who had tried to spout off about the Geneva conventions. She'd changed her tune remarkably. Having to go from thoughts of name, rank and serial number to the stark possibility of a firing squad must have been inhibiting. She was also sobered when we told her the male pilot hadn't made it. She spilled her guts from the get go. They were indeed in residence at Davis-Monthan. There were about fifty people in the group. Ten were men and the rest women. Approximately thirty had been former airmen and the rest were civilians. Some had worked on the base. Twelve had been pilots and eight had been former EWOs. There were three male and four female pilots left at Davis-Monthan. They had some minimal ground defenses, but had relied mostly on the air cover for their safety. They hadn't really ever needed any defense. No one had bothered them. I was amazed again at what they could have been thinking. They had been safe and unmolested and had just decided to go flying around trying to force down or shoot down aircraft which weren't threatening. The mission for the Hawkeye had been James' idea. Most of the others hadn't thought it was worthwhile and Gail really didn't seem to know how it had come to be. They didn't really have a formal leader and mostly just talked things over before doing anything. James had been really forceful about wanting to get the Hawkeye and they had finally just gone along with him. The civilians hadn't even had any idea what it was used for. Gail seemed to think it was just her bad luck for finally agreeing to go with James and the others. I didn't mention it was all their bad luck. I knew now I might as well just go ahead and absorb them for their own safety as well as for my safety and my needs. All they could accomplish with their committee style of leadership was more of what they'd done this morning. They'd let one hothead talk them into risking valuable and scarce resources, not to mention nine lives, for nothing. They didn't even have any people who knew how to use the Hawkeye effectively. They could fly it of course, but I'd already found out making sense of the data a Hawkeye could gather wasn't for a beginner. It seemed they had been like a cat watching a moving piece of twine. Finally their curiosity had gotten the better of them and they had to pounce on it. Curiosity had gotten the better of James at least, and he had goaded the rest of them into going with him. They hadn't had any inkling there was such a large group here. They certainly didn't even consider running into surface to air missiles. She finally said they probably agreed to do it for want of anything else constructive to be doing. They had plenty of food and, they thought, plenty of protection. "What do you think the rest of your group will do if confronted by twenty Cobras and a hundred ground troops, with ten or fifteen F15s for air cover," I asked. "I believe they will surrender unless they think you intend to harm them after they do. They will be suspicious though, especially since James is dead," she said. "James was trying to get a lock on the Hawkeye when the Patriot took him out. What was I supposed to do, let him shoot it down?" "It was the only thing you could do, but it won't make it any easier for the others to swallow," she said. "I guess I don't understand at all. When I'm attacked I will defend myself. Did you think the missiles were fakes?" "James was one hell of a pilot. He was actually from the Navy. He had probably heard the lock warning a thousand times in practice. I guess he just couldn't believe it was real," she said. "It's just a damned shame. I need Navy pilots. I'm going to get a carrier going," I said. She looked at me like I was crazy. She pointed out carriers had crews of thousands. "I know they do, but I don't have thousands. I have hundreds though and I doubt anyone else has anything close. I won't need the carrier for a year or so. I will have time to train enough people to get it going after a fashion. I won't need to launch and recover planes as fast as they had to when there were several armies and navies over the world," I said. "Why would you even want one at all? Do you intend to take over the world?" she asked. "Eventually," I said. I left her thinking about it. Seven and I went to talk to the next one. They were all cooperative and since their stories were pretty nearly the same we decided we didn't need to drug them. We got the details of where the other group was staying and about their defenses, which were meager. They routinely had only two or three on watch after dark. I was undecided as to what my next move was. I felt we needed to deal with them promptly, but thought a hundred ground troops would be stretching us thin. I could have many more at my disposal after two or three days but I was afraid to wait. I called Seven, Brenda, Clair, and Jasmine into my study to talk it over. I gave them the information Seven and I gathered. Jasmine said we didn't need a hundred ground troops. She pointed out they didn't really have any trained ground troops and no helicopters besides. She was for giving them the same treatment we had given the little bunker in Waco. Seven said she thought it would work with a little beefing up. She wanted some F15s to show up and make sure they didn't get anything off the ground. She agreed with Jasmine we didn't need a hundred ground troops. She thought fifty would be plenty. Brenda agreed with her. Seven finally summed it up saying we should send ten Cobras and three Chinooks to take the troops. They should leave soon so they could be in position to strike at dawn tomorrow. She thought we should let six F15s make a supersonic pass over the base at about two thousand feet to wake them up at dawn, and let the Cobras surround their sleeping quarters like they had the little bunker. Then we would set down the Chinooks to get down and dirty if we had to. They all raised hell when I told them I was going and would talk to the leader. They raised so much hell I let them talk me out of it. I impressed upon them I didn't want any bloodshed if it could be avoided and asked them to phrase it as an invitation to join us if they could get by with it. They agreed and then dispersed to get things organized. I'm sure I was in the way for the rest of the night. I fretted, worried, and barely got any sleep. The choppers left before dark. The F15s left before dawn the next morning. I didn't hear shit until eight forty-five. We got our nose bloodied, but not too bad. Two of the male pilots had holed up in a little equipment shack. My people could have taken them out with grenades, but hesitated to kill them. The pilots just held my troops off in the little shack, sneaking a shot out every now and again. Finally they made contact and wounded one of the male team members in the thigh. Pissed now, Jasmine directed a Cobra to put a 20mm burst into the shack. The one who lived came out bleeding severely. If we hadn't let Karen, Beverly, and Jana go on the trip he would have died in ten minutes. As it was he would be laid up eight to twelve weeks. Luckily he hadn't taken any really solid hits. Karen thought it was probably just metal ripped from the shack as the rounds went through. The dead one had taken a 20mm right in the chest. He didn't have a chest anymore when Karen got to him. They were all rounded up and notified they would be joining us. The remaining male pilot wanted to know what right we had to take them prisoners. Jasmine was still a little angry about our wounded team member and about having to kill and wound the two idiots. "You dickheads attacked us first and tried to shoot down our Hawkeye. The right we have is the right of might. Do you want to join up or die?" Jasmine asked. I really didn't understand the thinking of some people. What in the hell did they expect? That idiot James trying to take out a Hawkeye while twelve F15s and several surface to air missiles were on his ass. The fools in the equipment shack, there'd been twelve Cobras and fifty armed ground troops against two of them. What in the fuck did they think was going to happen. I made up my mind to ask the wounded one what in the hell he was thinking if he lived. One of the smaller facilities was in the Phoenix area and I sent six of the Cobras and those flying them to stay there. I'd instructed them to keep a watch over the air base and make sure it didn't gather another set of residents. I also sent twenty-four of the ground troops to stay at Phoenix. We would need the beds at Ft Worth anyway. I cautioned them to check on the supplies as soon as they got there and to have the local team order anything they needed. Twelve of the remaining troops who had come as ground forces swore they could get an F16 off the ground and safely back down and Henny and two of her crew had gone on the raid incase something needed fixing along the way. They armed twelve of the F16s and checked them out. The twelve to fly them stayed the night at the air base and everybody coming back to Ft Worth found a ride. The prisoners were spread out in two of the three Chinooks. Those coming home arrived about six forty-five pm. Then the hassles started. I had all the new people brought into the living room and there were a few armed team members standing around to make sure we kept control. The new recruits commenced bitching at once about their captivity. I noticed after a few minutes it was mostly the captured men who were giving me the shit. Of these it was the remaining male pilot who was the loudest. I had them taken to the guest quarters and continued with the talk. Removing the men got me mostly silence from the women. I quickly decided they were probably scared. "I haven't sent the men out to be executed. They were monopolizing the conversation and mainly repeating themselves. I want to hear all your complaints, not just theirs," I told the group. "I'd like to take up where they left off then. What right did you have capturing us and bringing us here?" A brunet, who said her name was Sue, asked me. "What right did you have sending five fighters to capture our reconnaissance aircraft?" I asked in return. "We have a perfect right to defend ourselves," she said. "You had no need to defend yourselves from an unarmed Hawkeye. It was barely a hundred miles from here and fully six hundred miles from your base. You made a calculated offensive move against it. We gave your pilots every chance to land safely after they crossed directly over us." "You shot James down and it killed him," she persisted. "James ignored our warnings and was trying to get a missle lock on the Hawkeye as our missile hit him. I'm sorry he was killed, but I don't see what else I could have done. Life isn't some big fucking game now where you can attack people and not expect them to shoot back. If you attack someone you had better make sure you can succeed." "Well it's plain you made sure of it. You surrounded us with overwhelming force and captured all of us except poor Darrin whom you killed while wounding Franklin," she said, accusing. "Poor Darrin and poor Franklin weren't smart enough to look out and see they had no hope of success. They kept firing and wounded one of my people. Poor Darin was too stupid to live. Would any of the rest of you like to take an M16 out and tackle twelve Cobras and fifty troops?" I asked, but got no takers. "Now I think you can see what became of poor Darrin, the same thing happened to poor James, they puffed out there chest and bearded the lion. The lion didn't like it," I said. "And I guess you think you're the lion," Sue spit out sarcastically. "If I'm not you'd better hope you never get this close to the real one," I told her, with a little menacing tone myself. This put another lull in the conversation. I could see I wasn't getting any closer to knowing what most of the people thought. "Well I guess you've convinced me none of you want to join our group. In the morning I'll have the Chinooks take you back to Davis-Monthan and I'll give you two days to prepare for our next attack. We won't be taking prisoners next time, so I'd advise you to do a better job on your defenses during your two days," I said. "Seven, please take all these people down to the guests quarters. They all want to go back to their old home. After they're settled you should probably call up another couple hundred ground troops. We will probably have to dig some of them out in a few days," I told her. Just like in the TV commercial, I could have heard a pin drop. For a few seconds. Some of the others found their voices then. "She doesn't speak for all of us, she's just one of the loudest. I don't want to go back with them," A redhead said. ------- Chapter 62 This opened the floodgates and most of the rest began to speak at once. I settled them down and ask everyone who wanted to return with Sue to go stand by her. One other woman stayed with her for about ten seconds, then she looked in Sue's eyes and joined all the others. "I guess we can cancel the Chinooks then. Even if all the men want to go back we can take them in a Sikorsky. Please take the others out and find them temporary places to sleep. I think I'll talk to Sue a while longer. We will need to interview all of them separately tomorrow though," I told Seven. Seven left with the others. I waved Sue over to sit on a couch and asked her if she'd like something to drink, waving at the wet bar in the corner. She declined so I sat near, but not very near her, on the couch. "What is your main objection to staying with us Sue?" I asked. "I know things have changed now and I can see my former companions aren't willing to fight for their freedom. I know I can't fight you alone and know now I'll have to remain your captive. It doesn't mean I'm going to enjoy being held here as one of your concubines," she said. I laughed at her. I couldn't help it. She had no way of knowing how ridiculous she sounded to me. She was an attractive woman, but considering what I already had on my plate, she wasn't anything special. I did feel bad about laughing in her face, but there was nothing I could do about it, except laugh. She gave me a really hateful look. I didn't blame her and finally I managed to quit laughing. "I wasn't trying to make you angry and I guess it was a reasonable assumption on your part. I can guarantee you have nothing of the sort to fear from me, or any male here, along those lines. No woman here is asked to pay her way with sex. It's my primary rule. I can also tell you, except for leaving you are perfectly welcome to do anything you like here. There is no forced service at all. If you want to help, we'll be glad to have you. If you want to sit out by the pool all day working on your tan you are free to. Swimwear optional," I told her, grinning a little at the last. "Then why all this? Why did you attack us?" she asked. "Your whole bunch seems to think the whole world is about you. You always have your mouths open to ask why this happened to me. You let one macho flyboy get antsy and mount an attack on a defenseless aircraft and you think the aircraft's owner should have just let you get away with it. "Do any of you have the sense God gave a goose? Did you think you could go around shooting at others and have them just let it slide? Is there a one of you who even can think? "You attacked my plane, or at least sent a group of fighters to do it. One of them did attack and we killed his stupid ass, then we took you over to make sure you had adult supervision. There are damned few people left on earth and I'm not going to let children play with dangerous toys. "There are reasons pilots are never overall commanders and it's because they all think their balls will protect the world. Look at the two idiots you had on the ground taking on fifty troops by themselves. We aren't playing war games. If you shoot at us we're going to shoot back and if you don't stop it we're going to kill you. "There are more of us and we have better weapons. You can thank macho James for your immediate troubles. I have a lot of people to take care of here. I give them shelter and protection and I make sure they have food and clothing and I try to get them anything else they ask for. "I can't let assholes like you or James or anyone else just come over and shoot at them. They give me their loyalty and I give them protection and care. I don't let anyone mistreat them. Shooting at them while they are flying a mission for me counts as mistreatment," I said. "How did you know we were attacking the Hawkeye? We could easily have been exploring. We have a right to fly anywhere we want to," Sue asked. "How did we know? We have radios and radar dumbass, that's how we knew. My people don't sit around all day wondering what to do next. They pay attention to what's going on. We've known about your so called operation for weeks while you were out there wondering what kind of MRE you were going to warm up for supper." "In the first place you don't have any rights you can't defend. There is no United States anymore. No Cavalry is coming to your rescue fair damsel. You have to furnish your own protection. Surely you've noticed a lot of people have died recently. "Secondly we knew when your fighters got above five hundred feet. We purposely turned around to avoid a confrontation and your fighters came straight for the Hawkeye, thinking they had an easy target. "Hell we heard them discussing it on their radios. In case you haven't noticed we aren't sitting around here in Texas with our thumbs up our asses. You can forget trying to play innocent with me. James was hot to finally shoot something and he got what he deserved. If he'd landed and been content to be a pilot here I could have soon furnished him with someone to shoot at," I said. I could tell she didn't believe me and I was tired of trying to convince her. Unless she was stupid, and I doubted it, she would soon realize she was in a hell of a lot better position now than she had been out in Arizona. "Sue that's all I can think of to convince you you're safe here. I'm not going to let you leave for a while because you are a skilled pilot, or claim to be, and I just won't take the risk. "When I have my forces somewhat consolidated I will probably let you go if you want to leave. In the meantime try to find a way to occupy your time while you're here. If you are approached by a male demanding sex for your safety, please let any of the security personnel know at once. He will be taken care of," I told her, and waved her to the door. Seven came back a few minutes later. I asked her to have the two-woman teams try to indoctrinate the men we had taken. I didn't want her to have the women force the men though, even though she'd told me men were more easily raped than I had probably been led to believe. I couldn't conceive of any man resisting the temptation of the women who were trained for the job anyway. "I've already got three of them turned, and believe me it didn't take any force on the girl's part. The men were separated into the guests rooms and the girls approached them dressed as nurses, checking them to make sure they weren't injured," Seven told me, giggling. It sobered me a little and I had another attack of conscience. I was taking their conscious will from them. Seven noticed my frown. "Jack, do we have to go over this again. They get the trick or they get dead. If we gave them a choice what do you think they'd choose?" Seven asked. "Maybe we should give them a choice." I said. "We did Jack, we didn't bother them until they attacked us. It was their choice. We might have absorbed them later in a more civilized manner, but they didn't give us the chance. They brought their fate on themselves. They didn't see all the ramifications, but people almost never get to see the ramifications before the deed is done. They took their shot Jack, and ended up here. I think they're lucky to be alive." I guess she was right. If I'd been captured in any of our little skirmishes, and I had been for a while once, I didn't see myself getting such generous treatment. Hell, listening to Steve all night had been an evil form of torture itself. Shit, this had all made me tired. Seven and I left the study and headed for the cafeteria. Susan cheered me up with plenty of good food and a little teasing. Nancy came by to sit with me and I guess she could tell I was tired because she didn't tease me much. She wanted to badly though. "Well Jack, it's getting a little crowded around here again. I don't even know how many we have staying here tonight, but I can tell bed space must be tight. The remaining four of the gang's X women have moved into Jack's pussy dorm as of now," she said, announcing it almost gleefully. "Ain't I lucky!" I said, and tried to make it sound like I was happy about it. Nancy laughed and told me she had warned the women I considered any female in there fair game for slap and tickle. She laughed again when she reported they said they'd take their chances. This little by play let more air out of my balloon. I had seen the women she was talking about lounging around the pool. In a world full of beautiful women they were some of the finest. I couldn't even find time to get any off Nancy, much less dip my wick in some new stuff. Hell, Crystal and Samantha were still waiting for a dicking and I hadn't even had time to fuck Genine, Kelly's counterpart, who had just returned with the rest of her team. I had fully intended nailing her the first time I saw her. I'd nearly ruined my appetite by feeling sorry for myself. "Cheer up Long Dick, you'll get time to get a little pussy before long, maybe," she said, trying not to laugh, but she couldn't help herself. It is just depressing when you have more willing women than you even have a good count on, and you are too tired and nervous to fuck any of them. I wondered for a moment if Karen could give me something to settle me down enough to get some pussy, but I was too embarrassed to ask her. This damn leadership gig wasn't all it was cracked up to be. We hadn't even had time to seek out the broadcasters today. I intended to get them tomorrow no matter what came up. I hoped getting some organizational people would take some of the load off me. I knew it probably wouldn't. It seemed now more organization brought more decisions. Fuckit, I went to bed. I woke alone again and I had a hardon. I walked out into the kitchen and Nancy grinned largely when she saw I was naked. She giggled and pointed to my waving dick. I burst out laughing myself as I noticed Nancy's T-shirt. She had always just worn plain white ones before, but this one had I Wish These Were Brains written in now bulging script across her large breasts. I recovered and continued toward her. "What are you laughing at?" I asked her, petulantly. "The one-eyed leading the Jack," she said, pointing to my dick. "You won't think it's so funny in just a few minutes," I told her, grinning myself. "It's a good thing all I have cooking is coffee. I have a sneaking suspicion you're wanting to hide your weenie," Nancy said, laughing. "You hit the nail on the head. From the way things have been going lately, it looks like I'll have to make sure I get a little pussy at breakfast every morning if I want any at all," I told her. "Well it's your own damned fault. You know where I'm gonna be every morning and I already know you can find my pussy, even in the dark," she said, and laughed again. "Yes, and it's a little one too." I walked up to her and wrapped her in my arms, kissing her soundly and running my hands down to fondle her cute ass. I pulled her to me and relished the feel of her titties pressing into my chest. Nancy released her hold on me and grabbed the hem of her T-shirt, raising it. I had to release her so she could get it off and I did. I wanted it off myself. I just leaned back and admired her beautiful body. She was as sexy as I'd remembered and she looked delicious. I latched my lips to a nipple and put my hands back on her ass to squeeze her cheeks. I felt like I wanted to eat her completely up. "Gonna fuck me on the counter Jack? It always rings my chime and I've had time to rest up. Put me up there and stick it up me why don't'cha?" Nancy asked, in a panting croon. "In a little bit, first I need an appetizer before breakfast" I said, as I lifted her to the counter top and pulled her ass to the edge. I spread her legs with my hands on her knees and lowered my mouth to one of my favorite pussies. Nancy's coochie was tiny and tidy, and her girlish little asshole wasn't far away. I put my tongue to her pucker and drew it across her perineum and up over her pussy lips to finally tickle her clit. Her sighing sounded sexy as she put her hands in my hair. I licked her again and could taste her scrumptious wetness leaking from between her swelling labia this time. I pulled back a little and pressed my tongue to her entrance, seeking penetration. She moaned louder and pressed against the back of my head as I pushed it into her. I sucked at her puffy lips as my tongue slithered inside her and made her hips wiggle. I moved my lips over her clitty and roughed it up with my tongue as I sucked at it. Her legs clamped against my ears then, and I kept worrying her clit as she began rhythmically rocking her ass on the counter top. I stood up and placed my dickhead after wiping it in her now copious fluids. I pressed it just inside her and wiggled it a little. Nancy groaned approval and put her arms around my neck as I kissed her and played against her tongue with mine. "How do you taste this morning Nancy?" "I taste horny. I am horny. Fuck me now Jack. I need your dick up me." I pushed it up further and pulled back. She wasn't wet all the way up and I spread her fuckoil with my dickhead. I was taking my time and enjoying the way her pussy gripped my dick. She liked to give me little squeezes with her cunt muscles and I enjoyed it myself. After five or six strokes I could push it all the way up her and her silken sheath made me glad I could. "Oh. I hope I'm not too late for the fun," Yvonne said, as she approached us whispering. She had slipped up on us and was standing right beside me. She pulled her T-shirt off and pressed her titties into my back as she ran her hands up my sides and down onto the tops of my legs. It was exciting to have her caressing me as I pumped my dick up in Nancy. I could tell it was heating Nancy up too. Nancy reached for one of Yvonne's nipples and gave it a little pinching twist. Yvonne moved her face over beside mine and kissed Nancy. From my close vantage I could tell they were trading tongue strokes and it made my dick surge. I put an arm around Yvonne and then dropped it to her ass to tease her cheeks. A tiny moaning came from her throat. My fucking was getting stronger and Nancy began giving a little grunt each time now as I hit bottom. I was pushing hard against her and nearly lifting her ass off the counter with my firm stroking. I dropped my hand lower on Yvonne's ass and down between her cheeks, intent on sliding a finger or two up her pussy. Her hand was already there and her fingers were working on her own sexy slit. She removed them when she felt mine seeking entrance. The way was clear now and I pushed two fingers up Yvonne. She squeezed them with her pussy and I started her fingerfucking with the same tempo I was using to pound into Nancy. I could feel my balls tingling and I knew I would open my come valve before long. I shortened my fuck strokes and kept more of my dick up Nancy now as I rooted it up into her strongly. I was just about to blow my load, and then I felt Yvonne's wet fingers toying between my cheeks. I though to myself this would be my biggest comeshot ever if she probed my ass and massaged my prostate. Reality hit me in the nick of time. I jerked my dick out of poor Nancy, who groaned in frustration. I swatted my hand down by my ass and managed to grasp Yvonne's wrist as she pressed diligently for entrance into my ass. "New Genesis, Chapter 1, Verse 1, In The New Beginning." I said, to Yvonne. She stopped and seemed to nearly go limp. Nancy looked at me like I was crazy as she put her hands to her clitty to finish herself off. I might have gone nuts, but Nancy didn't intend to miss out on coming once she'd gotten this close. I felt Yvonne was neutralized for a minute so I stepped back between Nancy's welcoming legs and put my dick back up her. In five more strokes we were coming together. My explosion had been diminished by my presumed close call, but Nancy's seemed to have been intensified and when she finally slumped against me, panting for breath, I kissed and nibbled her ears and throat and told her I loved her. Finally she had her wind back. "What the fuck was that all about Jack?" she asked. "Nothing I hope, but I wasn't going to take any chances." "Well what in the hell did you think you were taking chances about?" she asked. "Later. Please go get dressed and come into my bedroom as quick as you can," I said. She started to ask something else and I put a finger to my lips for the quiet signal and thankfully she complied. "Stay with me unless I give you permission to leave," I told Yvonne, and then gave her the closing phrase. I told her to get her T-shirt and follow me. I went into my bedroom to get dressed and try to think. If someone had given Yvonne instructions to turn me, then it had to be someone who had a higher authority than I had. I'd been led to believe I was the highest authority now. I needed to question Yvonne carefully, but didn't know where I could do it. I had to find somewhere which wasn't bugged, but who could I trust to tell me where. It was obvious now I didn't know nearly as much about this tricking procedure as I thought I did. It was also obvious I couldn't trust anyone I had met since Kelly had been on the other side of the security entrance house tunnel door. This was tricky because I had assumed Seven had been truthful with me and she had gravitated to the top of my trust. Was Seven the one on top? I couldn't tell. If she was I was up shit creek, so to speak. If she wasn't, then it was someone above her and she was under their control. I had to think my way through this, and quickly. If someone were controlling Seven they would have made it impossible for her to tell me. From what Shelly and Sarah told me I could probably trust the women I had tricked first, they wouldn't have been able to let someone else turn them without my permission. Strangely it meant I really couldn't be certain about anyone I hadn't brought to this house with me. I was the only male around when Nancy, Karen, Janet, Jenna, Beverly, Jana, Sharon, Diane, Aimee, and Jasmine had been turned. We hadn't known anything about it before we met Shelly and Sarah. I actually felt I could be sure about Shelly, Sarah, Susan, Julia, and Amber too. Their knowledge of the procedure hadn't come from plan members or at least I didn't think it had. If it had come via the plan why would they have told me without turning me in the first place? If they had been setup as part of the plan, even if it had been done without their knowledge, they would have surely turned me at the first chance. Brenda, Gloria, and Helen just couldn't be trusted right now. They were involved with Grimes from the start and had surely been exposed whether they knew it or not. Right now it seemed those assholes from Arizona had done me the biggest favor of all. They had delayed the beginning of the cattle call for our plan operatives. If only for a day - It might be enough. I had to know who was on top and I wasn't sure how to find out. Who ever it was had to be able to communicate with Seven, or someone else here, to keep up with what was going on and to send instructions. Someone must have sent instructions to have Yvonne try to turn me. I dressed and accompanied Yvonne into the big dorm to get her clothes. When she started to strap on her sidearm I told her she wouldn't need it this morning. When she was dressed I walked to where Aimee was sleeping and shook her shoulder. Her eyes snapped open and I gave her the quiet signal. I asked her to dress and come with me and asked her where Jasmine was. She told me she thought Jasmine had gone to the airstrip. I could see Sharon sleeping in a nearby bed and shook her awake also, asking her to be quiet and dress. Nancy was dressed and back with me now. I asked her to keep an eye out for anything peculiar going on today, since I would have to be gone for a while. "What's going on Jack?" Nancy asked. "I'm not sure Nancy, but I think Yvonne just tried to trick me. Don't trust anyone that didn't come here with us," I said, whispering lowly in her ear. I knew she could ask a million more questions, but I didn't have time to answer them right now. I kissed her and told her we would have to talk later. When Sharon and Aimee were dressed, and had their side arms on, we left for the airstrip. We met Jasmine walking back toward the house. I put my finger to my lips and pointed back to the airstrip. When we neared the airstrip I saw the Huey Jan had first come to us in. I asked Aimee to get it ready to take us up. We got in and were up in just a few minutes. I had Aimee take us about ten miles away and set us down in a pasture. "Jasmine please restrain Yvonne," I said, as we all got out. Yvonne was cuffed almost before she knew what was happening. She didn't resist even when she realized what was going on. "What's the matter? Have I done something wrong," Yvonne asked. "I don't think so Yvonne. I think someone has done something wrong to you. I'm just doing this for your own protection. We aren't going to hurt you," I said, trying to reassure her. I ask Yvonne to walk off about two hundred yards and sit down. Then I relayed my suspicions to Jasmine, Sharon, and Aimee. Jasmine wanted to waste Yvonne at first. I explained Yvonne probably didn't have any conscious idea what she was doing and she had no way to form her own loyalties. I told them it was as much my fault as anyone's. I had been relying on the same control techniques and it served me right I was nearly caught in the net I was helping to cast. I asked them for suggestions. We discussed contingencies and didn't come up with a good solution which would be quick. We would be fucked if we didn't find out who the top person was. I doubted it was Seven, but I thought she might be close to the top. I didn't think she had any decision-making authority, but I felt she was probably the top operative. We decided our next best bet was to open Yvonne and question her to see if we could even get a glimmer of the details. I called her back over and opened her for instructions. "Yvonne, were you going to turn me this morning?" I asked. ------- Chapter 63 "Yes sir." "Who instructed you to do it?" I asked. "Our Leader." "Is Seven your leader?" "She is his spokesman. She isn't the leader though." "I thought I was your leader." "You are sir, but we have a higher leader and you needed to get your indoctrination. Seven asked me to do it if I got the chance. It's all right if you don't want to do it now. Seven said someone would get to it in the next few days. She just asked me to do it if I got the opportunity," Yvonne told me. "I guess I'm confused Yvonne. If I'm the leader and Seven isn't why did you try to do it without discussing it with me first?" I asked. "Seven gave me orders from the top leader. If they hadn't come from him I wouldn't have been able to do it without your permission," she told me. "How did you know the instructions came from the leader?" "Seven gave me the code word." "What is the code word?" I asked, doubting she would give it to me. "I don't know it sir. I only recognize it when I hear it," she told me. "Are you to report to Seven if you indoctrinate me?" Yes sir, I just need to give her a signal. "Do you need to give her a code word or other special sign with the signal?" I asked. "No sir, I just give her a little nod of the head when we are all together," she explained. "Well then be sure and give Seven the signal Yvonne. I've been indoctrinated," I told her. "I didn't think I had done it sir, I thought the indoctrination was interrupted," she said. "No Yvonne. It went perfectly. I'm fully indoctrinated now, you did a good job," I told her. "Very well sir, I'll be sure to signal Seven as soon as I can," Yvonne told me. "That will be fine Yvonne. Be sure not to mention or remember this instruction session to anyone," I said. I closed her then and sent her back to sit down away from us. I talked it over with the others and we wondered if it would help anything. I had some small hope. The instructions for my indoctrination had necessarily been delivered with the special code word which carried the ultimate authority. It seemed hiding the process from me hadn't carried the same authority. Perhaps this higher authority didn't consider something could go wrong with my indoctrination. I felt we should go ahead and confront the situation as soon as possible. Seven and I planned to go and activate the broadcast team this morning. I decided I would go get Seven and she and I would go to the site with Aimee as pilot and Sharon and Jasmine to provide security. If she objected to it we would see what happened then, if she didn't she would be alone with us and I thought we could subdue her if we needed to. I called Yvonne back and opened her again. I had thought of something else I wanted to be sure of. "Yvonne does Seven give you the code word in normal speech or does it have to be after you are opened?" I asked her. "It has to be after I'm open for instructions sir," she told me. "Do you need a special key word to change your opening phrase?" I asked. "No sir. I've never had the phrase changed that I know of. I'm sure it's never been changed. It was given to me when I was indoctrinated," she said, and seemed certain. "I'm going to change your phrase Yvonne. It is now: Open up my pretty." I told her. "Your new closing phrase is: We're all done." I added. I spoke her old closing phrase and it obviously had no effect on her. I spoke the new one and she closed at once. I opened her with the new phrase and it worked. I closed her again and spoke her former opening phrase. It had no effect. I was hoping I had found a chink in the leaders armor. I didn't put much faith in it working if he was around, but I did hope it would foil Seven's chances of questioning Yvonne. At any rate I didn't intend to give Seven a chance to talk to Yvonne alone. We boarded the Huey and headed back home. When we got there we all went to breakfast in the main cafeteria. I saw Nancy there and she was obviously looking for me. I motioned for her to join us. She looked like she was full of questions when she approached, but I whispered to her to act normal since there was something going on. She did her part perfectly by beginning to tease me at once. "Well I see the little shot of my pussy didn't hold you. Had to take the girls up for a little high altitude fucking, huh?" "I didn't even think of it, but it's a good idea. Maybe we should go back up for a few minutes." "Not me you nasty bastard, I'm not letting you take me up in a Huey to join the mile high club. I'm holding out until you have air force one, you chintzy fucker. Now get somebody on it," she said. "That big son of a bitch can't even land on our airstrip," I said, complaining. "Well there's a fucking airport between Dallas and Ft Worth it can land at. We can take a helicopter to it just like the real president used to. You probably should send for his old helicopters too," she said. "You might have something there Nancy. I'm going to get Seven to look into it today," I told her. "Seven this and Seven that. You're working that poor girl too hard and not giving her enough dick to get by. She's a real find and I think you should treat her better," Nancy said. "You're right Nancy. I think we'll just go get her for our next helicopter ride. I think we should do it now. Wanna come with us?" I asked. "Not unless you need me, I've been thinking about flirting with Johnny a little while you're gone," she said, sticking it in me for a finale. Jasmine, Yvonne, Aimee, Sharon, and I headed for the control center seeking Seven. When we got there Brenda and Clair were watching the place by themselves. I asked Clair to turn off all audio pickups anywhere in and around the command center and she did. I spoke the normal opening phrase and Brenda opened for instructions. I asked Brenda when she'd acquired the phrase and she told me it wasn't long after she went to work for Mr Grimes. I asked her if she knew the name of the top leader and she said it was now me. I asked her for the one over me. She said she didn't know of another leader over me. I changed her opening and closing phrases too and closed her with the new one. I told Clair, who was looking at me as if I were from outer space, to open the audio pickups again. We just hung around in the command center waiting for Seven. I had an interesting problem now. I had given Seven a new opening phrase when I'd supposedly turned her to me. I knew now she must have another phrase also unless she was programmed to receive plain voice instructions from the top leader and I doubted it was the case. I wondered if she could be opened by her leader's phrase if I already had her open. If she was able to directly take plain voice instructions from him could she do it if I had her open for my instructions? Did it matter? I couldn't keep her open all the time. I was sure it would damage her mentally. I had to do something though. My hopes were riding on the fact it seemed a loophole had been left in Yvonne's instructions. She had been able to tell me she knew of the leader over me. Brenda hadn't been able to tell me. I felt she would probably respond to the code word just as Yvonne had, but she couldn't tell me about it. Maybe this last little bit of planning had been done quickly to try and take care of me. I hoped it hadn't been thought out properly, leading to the loophole. Maybe there were other loopholes. I had to dig for them and Seven was the next one I needed to dig in. Seven came in then and I told her I was ready to go activate the broadcast team. She asked Brenda to get us a flight crew and a couple of security people. I told her I already had it taken care of. We left for the airstrip through the tunnel. I was trying to think of a way to get Seven away from the facility and alone with only people loyal to me around. I was confident the group with me now would serve the purpose. Yvonne had told me she had to be opened for instruction to receive commands using the special code word. I had changed her opening phrase and hoped Seven didn't know another phrase she could use. Yvonne hadn't been able to tell me the phrase if there was another one, but it didn't mean there wasn't. I was as sure as I could be my other women had no divided loyalties. I was hoping we could get this settled to my satisfaction without anyone getting hurt. It seemed to me no one acting against my best interest was doing so of their own will. I needed Seven now and I was loath to risk hurting her. I was filled with worry and second guessing again and I hated it. Seven herself provided the cure. "I need to talk to you about something important for a minute Jack. Can we hang back and let the others go on?" Seven asked. I was alert at once. I guessed Yvonne had given Seven the signal and I was about to be opened for programming. I knew it wasn't going to work, but Seven didn't. I told the others to go ahead and we would be along in a few minutes. Seven and I stopped. "Open for my orders Jack," Seven said. Not very imaginative, but I guess it would have sufficed if I'd let Yvonne's finger get up my ass. I did my best imitation of the slight slump I'd seen others give when they were opened. We were alone, but I didn't vocally acknowledge my open status. I just forgot to, but after I'd remembered it was too late. I hoped she wouldn't notice. She must not have. She proceeded to give me the whole indoctrination spiel. I assumed she had only ordered Yvonne to turn me and give me the opening phrase. Seven gave me the whole set of orders. The real bonus came when she gave me the code word. If I'd opened her and ask for it I'm sure she wouldn't have been able to give it to me. Since she was going through the indoctrination setup for me she naturally had to tell me the code word. I wondered if she even consciously new what the indoctrination sequence contained. I doubted she did. The code word was simply payoff spoken twice. I had to force myself not to jump for joy. There was a chance it was a different word for me. Maybe there was a different code word for everyone. I doubted it though. They would be too hard to keep track of. I let Seven ramble on with instructions. When she finished with the indoctrination she spoke the closing phrase to me. "Close the book on Jack," Seven said. I responded with my opening phrase for Seven. "Seven open for instructions sir." she replied. "Who is the leader Seven?" I asked her. "You are the leader Jack," she told me. "Who is the leader Seven payoff payoff?" I said. "I don't know his name. I only know I am being addressed by the leader when he uses the code word," she told me. "I am the leader now Seven payoff payoff." I told her. "Yes sir." she replied. "Who is the leader Seven payoff payoff?" I told her. "You are the leader sir," she repeated. "The new code word is Jack's girl payoff payoff." I said. "Yes sir," she said. "Never respond to the old code word again Jack's girl," I said. "Yes sir." "Who was the last person to use the code word on you before I just did it?" I asked. "I don't know who it was," she told me. "Do you know where you were when he used it?" "We were in Arizona sir, at Davis-Monthan AFB. It was just before he was to leave for the Phoenix Facility," she told me. "Was he a pilot?" "No sir, he was one of the ground forces sent to the Phoenix Facility after the battle," Seven said. "What order did he give you with the code word?" "He instructed me to have someone turn you as soon as possible and then I was to order you to bring him back here. I was to have you send eight of the ground forces back from Phoenix to here," she said. "How were we to know he would be one of the eight to come back?" "He would take care of that, all I had to do was make sure Franklin returned with the eight ground troops," she said. It couldn't be that easy. I would have to try it and see though. I dug around to make sure I couldn't find any more surprises in Seven. She did have an additional opening phrase. I disabled it with the new code word. I told her to make herself scarce when Franklin arrived back here just in case. I closed Seven and we headed for the airstrip. When we got there I took a couple of minutes to change the code word on Yvonne and to instruct her I was now the top leader. I also told her to never put her finger up my ass under any circumstances. Finally we were ready and lifted off in a Chinook. We landed behind a four-bedroom house north west of McKinney. I later found out Grimes had bought it from Bill. It must have had major work since then. There were thirty people in it, eight security team members and twenty-two broadcast personnel. I was shocked to see the two last anchor babes from CNN in attendance. It seemed they were going to be anchor babes again. Seven told me they had thought the familiar faces would lend creditability to the operation, not so much now as it would when they called for volunteers. I was sure they would. It took about an hour to get all their things loaded into the Chinook. We took them directly to the hotel at DFW. It was a really nice one. Not much worry about the rate per night now though. CNN's last studio had been in the hotel, courtesy of the then dead Carlisle. The broadcast team's leader, Jonathon, checked to make sure power from the nukes for this facility was available. It was and he switched the entire hotel over to it. The food storage areas already had power; but most of the hotel had been left without it, mainly to keep from inviting squatters. It had worked, as we found no one here. The nukes were actually underground about five miles away. Seven had told me about the installation, but I hadn't seen it yet. The power lines for it were above ground, but not connected to anything else. They looked like they were, but it was camouflage. I found out later they could power the Airport and most of the surrounding area. The nukes for this setup were larger than the one at home and there were two of them. The cooling lake was also much larger. We called home and Brenda sent four Cobras and crews to the hotel. She also sent thirty ground troops. They would be staying at the hotel for a while to provide protection. We would also need to gather other assets to protect our presence here, but Seven told me the assets were in place in one of the large hangars and only needed to be set up. While the Cobras and the troops were on the way I talked to Jonathon. He knew the layout of the hotel so I asked if rooms had been reserved for the leader. He told me they had been and he escorted me to my suite on the top floor. He told me plans were already established to make the top floor into one big suite for the leader, now me. He even showed me my private access to the heliport. "Won't that leave you short of rooms eventually?" I asked. "No sir. There are four more hotels on the airport property and plenty more in Dallas and Ft Worth. I'm sure they have plenty of vacancies." "How are you fixed for room service?" I asked, joking. "We can provide it for you now sir, but the actual staff for the hotel hasn't been summoned yet. They will of course be some of the first to come in. The phones haven't been reactivated either; but if you're hungry I can relay your order to the kitchen," he said. I thanked him and declined. I did intend to make some use of the hotel suite, but I'd probably want some of the bigger beds installed. I was trying to think of a reason to debrief the two anchor babes right now. We left the broadcasters to move in and the ground troops also. The Cobras would be on the way in a few minutes. Tomorrow would be the first broadcast. It was going out via a satellite channel at ten am. Seven said the people who needed to see it would be watching and waiting. When we got home we all went back to the command center. I changed the code word for Brenda at once and for Kelly and Genine also. Then I sent them out to gather up all security personnel a few at a time to make the change. We got everybody at Ft Worth taken care of. I sent Genine and Jasmine to fix things at Nebraska. They took care of it and were back by midnight. Seven and Brenda went to the hotel during this time and took care of all our people there. Franklin didn't know it, but he was going to have a surprise when he got back to Ft Worth. We sent the Lear for Franklin. We usually had all troops load their weapons in cargo space when traveling in the Lear. This time was the same. Seven, Kelly, ten armed team members and I met the returning jet. We located Franklin right away and Seven signaled him to come with us. We took the tunnel and stopped in the guest quarters. I ordered the team members to put Franklin in a guest room. He resisted slightly and spoke opening phrases at once. They didn't work anymore and he was confused for a bit. I had him cuffed to the bed in the guest room. I had already decided I couldn't let him live. Even if I had him turned by force I could never feel safe with him alive. I didn't need him and that was that. I did want to see if there was any more information I could get out of him though. I sent for Karen and the drug we had used on Melinda. She came and administered it. Franklin was telling all in about forty minutes. We didn't learn anything new from him. He had somehow not been affected by Carlisle's attempt to have him turned. For some reason it hadn't worked on him. He put on a good show for Carlisle though and had been close to him for a while as an organizational higher up. He had simply disappeared after Carlisle died. He had entered with Genine and her crew, using his knowledge to make sure no one noticed there were actually seventeen returning team members. We hadn't thought to check and hadn't noticed. It was just blind luck he was sent to the Phoenix Facility after the raid on Davis-Monthan. I had dodged a bullet this time and I was thankful. It could have been a lot harder and it could have turned out a lot worse. I felt the damage had been repaired, but I was doubly wary now about the personnel who would start returning tomorrow. How many more Franklins were going to be among them? We'd just have to pay attention and hope for the best. I had two security men bring Franklin and we went out by the hog pen. Later I came back in the house and went toward my study. I saw Aimee and Johnny talking in the Kitchen and approached them, coming up behind Aimee. I caught Johnny's eye and looked toward my bedroom. He grinned. Aimee turned around when she saw Johnny grinning. Her face lit up in a smile when she saw me. I put my arms around her and gave her a big kiss. After a minute or so I swept her up in my arms, not breaking our kiss, and headed to my bedroom with her. When we got inside I set Aimee down on her feet and continued kissing her and started fondling her ass. She seemed into it and was passionate with her kisses. I released her ass and started unbuttoning her fatigue jacket. She moaned into my mouth and toyed in my hair. I don't think she had opened her eyes since I'd picked her up in the kitchen. Johnny was already taking his clothes off and I guess Aimee realized she and I weren't alone. She opened her eyes and then stiffened when she saw Johnny busily removing his boots. "Johnny, what are you doing?" Aimee asked, trying to sound parental. "I'm taking my clothes off Mom." ------- Chapter 64 I had Aimee's jacket off her now so I pulled the T-shirt out of her pants, raised it over her head and off her by pulling on the hem. Her beautiful breasts with their dark areolae and perfect chocolate drop nipples came into view. I took time to admire them and I saw Johnny was doing the same. Aimee spent a few seconds looking indignantly at us in turn. "What do you think you're up to Jack? Why is Johnny here?" "I think Johnny likes to see you naked Aimee. I think he's hoping I'm going to take all your clothes off," I said. "Well you certainly are not. I'm not going to let you take all my clothes off me in front of my own son." "I'm not sure you can stop me Aimee. I've been thinking of doing this for quite a while now. It turns me on." "I don't care what it does. It isn't right. Johnny shouldn't be seeing me naked," Aimee said, as I knelt to unlace and remove her boots. "I think he should get to see you naked Aimee. He's told me about how you used to give him sneaky peeks at your body when the two of you were alone. He said you always pretended it was an accident. He thought you were doing it on purpose though." "Well I wasn't. I guess he did see glimpses of me from time to time, but things just happen some times," she said, trying to explain, but even she must have known how lame it sounded. "Sure, sure they do Aimee. It happens when a mother wants her son to see her and get excited. You were getting Johnny excited weren't you?" "Well he shouldn't have been looking," she said, as I slid her pants and panties down together. She lifted her feet out of them when I had them down and stood there naked, but still complaining. "How could he resist looking at your sweet body Aimee? I know I never could. You give me a hardon just breathing." She shivered a little then, as if just realizing she was naked. I shucked my T-shirt and kicked off my boots, then dropped my pants and stepped out of them. I took Aimee back into my arms and kissed her again. Her kiss was more passionate than before and my dick had sprung up and was pressed between us. She ground herself against it as I played with her ass. Johnny was just standing there naked with a hardon. His dick was bigger than I'd expected it to be. It was at least seven inches long and pretty thick. "Come on up and hug your Mom Johnny. Start out by hugging up to her backside while I keep the front warm. Don't forget to feel around a little. We don't want her to think we don't like her." "Don't you dare Johnny. I'm your mother and you shouldn't even be in here while I'm naked." Johnny didn't pay her any attention and cuddled right up to her firm round ass. I could see him maneuvering his dick to lie right between her asscheeks and she shivered again as he did it. I leaned back a little and played with Aimee's titties as Johnny pressed his dick between her buns and felt around on her body with his hands. I released one titty and his hand replaced mine. He moved his other hand down to explore her bush and pussy. "She's wet isn't she Johnny? I'll bet she's dripping. Have you ever tasted her pussy juice?" "Not yet, but I think it's about time," He said, putting his dripping fingers in his mouth. "How do you like it? How do you like licking up your momma's pussy juice." "She taste sweet, just like she is. Your pussy taste sweet momma. I like it." Aimee trembled again, and then once more as Johnny put his hand back down and slid a finger up her and fingerfucked her for a couple of minutes. All Aimee could do was shake and drip as Johnny played with her and rubbed his dick up and down over her ass cheeks. Finally he backed up a little and pressed his dick down to push it between her legs so its head would stick out the other side. Aimee parted her legs enough to allow it, but moaned about this not being right. "Face it Aimee, Johnny and me are both gonna fuck you whether it's right or not. I'm going to hold you down while he fucks your mommy pussy and then he's going to hold you down while I fuck your pussy. I've got some KY in the nightstand too. After I get to fucking you pretty good I'm gonna roll over and put you on top, then Johnny's going to lube up your ass and fuck you there. I had my heart set on giving you your first assfucking Aimee, but I'm going to let Johnny do it instead." "No. Don't do it. Johnny can't fuck me, I'm his mother," she wailed. I took her hands and backed up pulling Aimee toward the bed. Johnny shuffled along behind her keeping his dick between her legs and his finger in her pussy. His other hand was twisting and pulling on one of her nipples as his lips kissed and sucked on the back of her neck. As my legs touched the bed I backed up onto it pulling Aimee forward. Johnny held back now and I soon had Aimee stretched out on her face on the bed. I rolled her over so she would see Johnny mounting her. I held her arms out to her side, but it didn't take much strength to hold them down. Johnny got onto the bed between his mother's legs now. Aimee moaned and protested, but she spread her legs wide. I could see Johnny staring at her wet pussy slit as he moved farther up between her sweet thighs. He leaned over her and flattened himself down onto her. She bucked and wiggled and tried to avoid his dick as it sought her pussy. "Put him in Aimee. Take his big dick in your hand and put it in your pussy." "No. I can't let Johnny fuck me. I can't do it. It's not right," she wailed. "You have to let him fuck you Aimee. Look at his dick - see how hard you've made it. He has to have some relief now Aimee. His dick is so hard and you know your pussy wants to feel it sliding up in you. Put him in Aimee." "I can't, I can't just put his dick up me. It would be wrong. It's so wrong for Johnny to fuck me. I'm his mother," she said, moaning. "It will feel so good though Aimee, you know you want it. Put it in and see how good it feels. You'll love it - you know you will." "Oh I know, but it isn't right. I want it so bad. It isn't right though," she said again, as her hand went down to grasp Johnny's dick and swipe the head up and down between her lips. She needn't have bothered. Johnny's dick was already dripping wet from her juices. They had run down out of her when he'd had his dick between her legs from the back. Finally she placed her son's dickhead to her entrance and Johnny slowly slid it up her tight wet pussy. I knew it must feel wonderful, I'd been in her sweet pussy before and it was so hot and tight. Her labia were puffy and dripping as Johnny slid all the way up her. "Oh God. It feels so good, but it's so wrong. I can't help it - I love it. Fuck me baby, fuck your mommy now, harder baby, fuck me harder." Aimee moaned, growling as Johnny pumped his big dick up her. Aimee put her legs up around Johnny's waist now and dug her nails into his asscheeks. He slammed it up her and she thrust up to meet him. For a moment I thought I might have pushed her too far into the fuck. Her eyes were open, but seemed unseeing. She had her whole being attuned to the prick pounding up her pussy. Her son's prick, her little Johnny's big dick was up her and she loved it. "Are you still on the pill Aimee? Are you safe?" I asked. "No, oh god no. I stopped taking them. I wanted another baby, oh god," she moaned. "Johnny will give you a baby Aimee, he'll spurt one up in you. He has a long dick Aimee and he can shoot it deep up inside you. He'll give you a baby Aimee," I said, egging her one. This shook her more and threw fuel on the fire of her pumping lust. She gripped Johnny tighter. "I can't have Johnny's baby, I can't." "Yes you can Aimee, Johnny will give you a baby. He'll give you a baby girl, and when she's old enough he can fuck her too." "Oh. Oh. Oh god!" she screamed. Johnny was lost in the fucking now too. His hips beat against his mother's like pistons. He didn't care if he was fucking her too hard - it wasn't too hard for him. Aimee was grunting at his every thrust now and hanging on tightly as he pounded up into her. She was nearly to her exploding point. "Trick her Johnny, give her the trick and come up her pussy too. "Let go Aimee, let him trick you, let him make you his Aimee," I said, making it an order. He heard me and lunged his prick to its deepest and locked it up her. He released one titty he had been mauling and his hand shot down to her clitoris to stimulate it. Aimee screamed again and started coming. I watched her eyes roll back and then she was bucking and shaking for nearly a minute - then it was over. She went limp. Johnny relaxed a little too. "Did you shoot in her Johnny?" "No sir." He answered, still under the influence of the order. "Keep pumping then until you do. Her pussy is still warm and wet isn't it?" "Yes." "Then keep fucking until you shoot it up her. She wants your come up her pussy. She wants a baby. See if you can give her one," I said. I thought just the words were going to make Johnny blow his wad. They electrified him. He pushed his dick up her again and dropped his hands to her hips to pull her to him. He lasted about ten more strokes and then blasted off. He kept pumping until his come was leaking back out of her pussy around his dick. Then he collapsed onto his mother's limp body. When Johnny got his wind back and pulled his limp dick out of his mother I high-fived him. He had the biggest shit-eating grin on his face I'd ever seen. I asked him how he liked it. "Awesome, it was just awesome. I loved it." "Remember, you can't keep her. I might extend the loan a little though. Would you like to fuck her for a few days?" I asked. "You can keep all my girls, if you want to for that. It is just such a rush to fuck my mother. I can hardly believe it," he said. "You don't have to tell me. It's a rush for me to fuck her too and she isn't even my mother. I guess you could call her my wife though, especially since I think of you as my son," I said, and Johnny beamed. We straightened her up and covered her with a sheet. I hadn't been as generous with Johnny as I'd let on. I knew I could turn Aimee back when I wanted to. Even if Johnny rebelled and wouldn't tell her to let me, I had control over him via the trick also. I could make him tell her it was ok. I was going to let him fuck her some more though. I was even going to let her stay with him a while. I was still saving her asshole for myself though. No matter what I'd told Aimee. I whispered the phrase to Johnny and took the necessary precautions to make sure he wouldn't ass fuck his mother. When I closed him I told him to take Aimee up to his room and keep her comfortable until she regained consciousness. I suggested he let his girls hold her down afterwards so he could fuck her a couple of more times to make her feel welcome. When he'd left I pulled on some jeans and walked bare-chested and bare-foot back out toward the kitchen. I wanted to see if Nancy needed to piss. I woke the next morning and Nancy was already gone. Karen was still wrapped around me though. I slipped out of bed without waking her and went to the shower. I cleaned up, dressed, and headed for the kitchen. Nancy had some coffee and breakfast ready when I got to the breakfast nook. She brought me a plate as I sat down. "Fresh pork this morning jack, just like you gave me last night. You wore Karen and me both out, what got you stirred up?" she asked. "Well I got turned on watching Johnny pumping up his momma," I said, grinning. "You nasty son of a bitch. Did you hold Aimee down and let Johnny fuck her?" she asked, unbelieving. "Guilty as charged, it didn't take much holding though. I let him turn her too while he was at it." "You didn't. You mean Johnny turned his own mother. He'll fuck her to death and she won't even be able to say no," she said. "Ain't it a bitch? I doubt she could say no and mean it anyway. She was hot and ready for some Johnny dick last night." "She liked it huh? Are you going to let him keep her for good then?" Nancy asked. "Not a chance. I'm going to let him have a couple of days to ride her though. If you see Seven, Kelly, Genine, or Brenda tell them not to expect anything out of Aimee until further notice." "What if he doesn't want to give her back?" Nancy asked. "Seven had him tricked days ago. He was the first male I had done. He already knows he can't keep her. I doubt he'd really want her full time anyway. I still don't think he is ready for a full time older woman," I said, but I knew I was talking to hear my lips flap. "Don't bet your best fuck on it. Johnny has been practicing up on some of the security girls. They can't seem to tell him no either," Nancy said. "I know they can't. I fixed that up too. I guess I was feeling guilty about him," I said. Just then Cherry walked her fifteen-year-old sexy little ass out in a T-shirt and you know what else. She sashayed right over to me for a good morning kiss like she was one of mine. I took her in my arms and welcomed her to the kitchen. I couldn't help lifting her to my lap and getting a good taste. I put my hand on her knee and she parted her thighs at once. I decided to go for what was available and slid my hand up to her pussy. She held me tighter and pressed her cute little titties into my chest as she squirmed her ass around on the hardening end of my dick. I slid a finger up her and it took five pushes to get it in because she was so tight. She was hot and wet too so I thought, what the hell, and fingerfucked her to a come. "Oh wow, Mitzie said you were something else, when are you going to fuck us. Jamie and Donna are too shy to ask, but I'm not. I want a ride on your peter," she said. "Don't worry honey, I won't let him hold out on you. I'll make sure he does his duty," Nancy said. "Goody, are you going to be there to keep him straight?" Cherry asked. "I don't think you'll have any trouble keeping him straight. I'll bet a dollar it's as straight as it can get right now," Nancy said, and laughed. "I don't know if it's straight, but it sure is hard. It's poking me right in my ass. I appreciate the thought though," Cherry said, giggling. "It's alright with you if we let him fuck us isn't it Nancy? We don't want to make trouble," Cherry said. "Honey I think everybody who wants to should get some of his big old dick. It doesn't matter to me who fucks him as long as I get to." I finished my breakfast with Cherry in my lap and I fed her too. I also got a few nips of her little nipples and she and Nancy both laughed when I fingered her little pussy again and then stirred my coffee with the wet finger. When I'd finished eating I put Cherry up on the counter and gave her sweet pussy a little minor licking. Then I put her on her feet and swatted her sexy little ass and sent her back to make sure Johnny had some help holding his mother down. I didn't know what to do next. I knew today the cattle call for plan members would start, but I wasn't needed for it. I didn't know a thing about operating uplinks or broadcasting. I didn't really even know who would be called first. I assumed it would be maintenance type people and from what Jonathon told me it seemed cooks would be at the top of the list too. I wondered how many of the expected would turn up. It already seemed uncanny to me. For some reason team members seemed to have survived unscathed by the virus. The top man and many of the planners were no doubt dead, but all the workers seemed untouched. Why was that? What kept them from dying like all the others? What was the deciding factor? Why was I thinking someone or something had decided who would die? It had been a sickness hadn't it? Had it been a sickness? It wasn't like any sickness before. People didn't suffer or debilitate. They just got a little rash on their neck and died. It was like a switch had been thrown and they were just turned off. If that was it, who decided who lived and who died? Carlisle and Grimes and many others had wanted to decide, but they had died near the first. They had a large group of people they wanted to keep alive, and the group seemed to have fared well so far. What had gone wrong for Carlisle and Grimes? Wait a second - those thoughts didn't go together. Carlisle, Grimes, and the others had planned on releasing a sickness of their own. They hadn't done it though. They were still months away from implementing their plan. They hadn't even started giving the vaccinations which would have saved their personnel. They didn't have anything to do with who lived or died. They were just dead men who were still confusing the issue. Something else caused the deaths. Something had practically wiped out the whole world. Nearly five billion people were dead. Seven had said Carlisle's plan wouldn't have gone off this neatly. It couldn't have. He was just going to release a plague which killed people if they came into contact with it unless they had the vaccine. What had actually occurred had taken place orders of magnitude more neatly. Portions of the population had died according to some criteria they met. One group died in the midst of everyone else without affecting the others. Proximity to the disease had no effect. If you got the sickness it was for some other reason, but how could it work? It appeared to be what happened, but if it was the case then it wasn't a sickness at all. If it was really what happened it was mass murder on a global scale. To what purpose? Who gained by all the deaths and what did they gain? So far I had gained. I'd benefited in a big way from the plague. I'd already been rich before it came, but now almost anything I wanted was mine for the taking. I certainly had more women than I could have ever hoped for before. I had more wanting me than I could get time to fuck. At least that was a problem I could live with. It was really confusing to me though and I wanted to just stop thinking about it, but couldn't seem to. I kept wondering who killed most of the people on earth, how they killed them, and why they killed them. Not to mention how and why they did it so neatly. Hell the dying people buried the people who were already dead. Shelly and Sarah told me Bill went ahead and dug his own grave after he buried Jackie. It was like he knew somehow he was going to die soon too. I hadn't really been around anyone who died of the sickness, but Shelly, Susan, Julia, Amber, Gloria, Helen, Brenda, and Sarah had been living in the house with Jackie and Bill. They were eating and in some cases sleeping in the same beds with them. Yet Bill and Jackie died and none of the others did. What was the difference? The only noticeable difference was age. Jackie and bill were about fifteen years older than Susan, who was the oldest of the bunch who had lived. Susan was thirty-four. Age couldn't be it though because untold millions of people of all ages had died. I hadn't seen any people alive who seemed any older than Susan though. Maybe there were several different criteria which could have marked you for death. There had to be. So for argument's sake everyone over say, thirty-five had died. Who else? All the convicts died the first night. Not only convicts, but also everyone who was incarcerated in any jail died. Sarah said even the guests they'd had in the basement died that night. Then the next night all crooks on the loose died. Most of them anyway. From what I'd heard of Susan and the twins, didn't their prior activities constitute crooks on the loose, un-apprehended criminals? I would have assumed it did although they'd no longer been involved in crime. They weren't lawbreakers at the time of the deaths. Not only weren't they actually doing any law breaking, but since the trick they weren't even thinking any thoughts of that nature. Hell they were technically doing a kind of unpaid service for the government at the time the deaths started. ------- Chapter 65 How could it possibly matter since the whole fucking government died? Wait, that wasn't actually what happened. The leaders of the government died. Most of the ones just doing their job for the government hadn't died when the leaders did. I'm sure most of them died eventually, but it probably came when random portions of the population started dying in stages. After all the specific groups died on cue it seemed the rest of the people were just thinned out at random. The strange thing about it was the living kept doing their jobs or picked up other duties. Displaced workers had naturally gravitated to burying dead bodies. And the machinery of the infrastructure had all been quietly shut down in stages. I remember hearing about them shutting off the nuclear power plants. Ours here hadn't been shutdown though. Maybe it was because they ran on automatic. That didn't make sense to me though. How could a sickness know they ran automatically? How in the hell did it know or care about the others which didn't run automatically. Nothing made any sense unless someone or something was intelligent and engineered the whole plague. There was a thought for you. Something was intelligent. Next thing you know I'd be outside looking up to try and spot UFOs turning off the power. This was giving me a headache. I felt I needed to try and figure it out, but I could only do a little of it at a time. I was chasing my tail trying to decipher a puzzle I was sure I didn't have all the pieces for. Clair came into my study then and provided an attractive break. She'd just eaten and was about to go get dressed for the day. I felt a little thrill at catching her in her good morning uniform. I knew she wore it for me, but it had been a while since I'd seen her in it. I took her in my arms and thought to myself I had time on my hands. I kissed her deeply and my hands roamed to her lushly rounded bottom and began exploring. Clair was tiny and I was nearly bent double to reach her. I lifted her and she wrapped her legs around my waist to hold on. I moved toward the couch since I hadn't discovered yet if I could let the arms down on the Aerons Chair. Just as I reached the couch I got a message and the beeping started at my desk. I sighed and set Clair down. Brenda wanted me in the control room. I made my apologies to Clair and headed Brenda's way. The last summons I'd had was the start of the attack on our Hawkeye. I went down into the guests quarters and through the tunnel to the command center. When I got there Brenda and Jasmine were calmly looking over the various screens and readouts. "What's up Brenda?" I asked. "Seven is at the hotel and she wants you to come in. She said she had some things you need to decide," Brenda said. It was a little odd she'd called me to the command center to tell me and hadn't just put it in the message she sent. Brenda and Jasmine were being strangely quiet now too. I looked at Jasmine and she couldn't help grinning. "Why you little bitches, you were watching me and Clair weren't you?" I asked, and couldn't help sniggering. "Yes. I was afraid you were going to make my relief late showing up," Brenda said, and giggled. "Well I was going to detain her for sure," I said. "Nancy warned us about letting you get started too early in the morning too," Jasmine said, putting her bit in. "I might have known I had Nancy to thank for any form of coitus interruptus," I said, and laughed. "Seven actually did want you at the hotel sooner than you were going to make it at your rate," Brenda said, and giggled again. I hated to miss the Clair fuck, but I was actually happy Brenda and Jasmine still felt free to tease me and foil my plans. To me it was a good sign the indoctrination hadn't caused a big change in them. Jasmine hadn't had the whole treatment, but I was sure Brenda had received more than she really needed while she was subject to Grimes' tender mercies. I laughed it off and gave Brenda and Jasmine some good morning attention as they waited for Clair. When Clair arrived I gave her a little more sugar and walked back to the house with Brenda, squeezing and pinching her ass all the way. Brenda went to the cafeteria to eat and I grabbed Nancy who was still in the kitchen. "Hey sweetie, how about letting me take you to a big fancy hotel for a little bit?" I asked. "I might as well Jack, it's as close as I'm ever going to get to you taking me out somewhere. All you want to do now is eat the breakfast I cook you and then abuse my poor pussy," she said, teasing me again. "Who said I wasn't going to abuse it at the hotel?" I said. "Nobody. I can be talked out of my panties if you try." "You need to put on something better than a damned T-shirt to go in front of your new followers though. Go put on a real shirt at least," she said. "Ok. Come on and pick something out for me." We headed for my bedroom and Nancy looked around in my closet a little. She asked if there was any chance I'd wear a suit and I vetoed it at once. She picked out a nice long sleeved dress shirt and a better pair of jeans. I put them on and pulled on a pair of my custom made cowboy boots. One of the regrets of my late arriving riches was it was too late to buy me a pair of Charlie Dunn boots. He died a few years before I hit the big time. I never got to see Bo Jangles dance either, but I did get to see Jerry Jeff Walker sing about it a time or two. That was then and you know the rest... I finished dressing with the big buckled belt with Jack on the back and Nancy and I headed for the airstrip. Gloria was there and had the Sikorsky warmed up and ready. She took us to the hotel and set us down on the heliport. We all took the stairs to my new suite. "Well you low down long dicked bastard. You did all this just so you could have a penthouse to stockpile more pussy. I'm starting to be ashamed I even know you," Nancy said, starting in on me right away. "Now Nancy, it isn't like that. A dead man set this all up and I'm just trying to take over what's left," I said, trying to settle her down. "Who do you think you're trying to shit Jack? I know you, remember?" Nancy asked, and laughed. "It's the truth. I asked Jonathon if they had a place set up for me here and this is where he brought me," I said, trying to sound innocent. "And I suppose those carpenters over there taking out walls and making room for more beds are all just a coincidence?" "As a matter of fact, those plans were already made. I asked if it was going to cut them short of rooms and I was told it wouldn't," I said. "Rooms hell, it's probably going to cut them short of available pussy knowing you. How many women does Jonathon think he can cram in here for you?" she asked. "I didn't ask." "Looking at the size of the place I guess you didn't have to. For fuck sake, are they going to make the whole floor one big pussy pen for Jack?" "Mostly, I did change the plans a little though. I had them keep a big connecting bedroom next to my bedroom, it should be enough room for all my Austin friends and a couple more," I said. "Well why didn't you say so in the first place. I don't mind being one of many as long as I can be near the top of the list. I think I'll save you a blowjob for later," she said, smiled, and then elbowed me in the ribs. Seven came up and found us then took us to the broadcast studio. It was set up in a large meeting room on the second floor. I could see it was the same studio we had seen in the last days of CNN. One of the familiar anchor babes was seated behind a desk and it looked like they were getting ready to start. "I thought it wouldn't air until ten am." "It won't, they're going to tape it to make sure it's right." We watched and there wasn't much to it. The anchor babe read off a group number and a location number and said affected personnel should report at once. It seemed anticlimactic to me and I said so. "It is a little mundane. The effect shouldn't be though. We should get about three hundred people in by this afternoon," Seven said. "What groups are coming first?" I asked. "Service staff for the hotel. Cooks, helpers, servers, and cleanup people. Construction and repair people, some of the food and supply salvage crews will be coming too. Don't expect them to look like ordinary workers though. They're all former combat trained troops. "Their job assignments just happen to be hotel staff and other things. Nearly all the people who come in will be similar. They will be troops first and have other jobs too. It was done on purpose. "They were selected for their abilities and then secondarily trained for other task which had to be covered. It was done in case things ever came to a tooth and nail fight to the finish," Seven said. I had to admit it was a good idea. I guess if you had the whole world to choose from you could afford to be picky. I laughed to myself again as I thought about Carlisle's last days spitting out hellfire and brimstone over the airways. They got the shot on the first try and later it was broadcast right on time. Then we waited, but not long. The first arrivals started getting to the hotel within the hour. I guessed they were sitting on go waiting for the signal. All but two who we expected made it before three pm. Seven assembled them into a large meeting room. Introduced me to them and then did the reference switching and other mental housekeeping things. When she released them she invited them all to come by and meet me. I felt like a goddamned congressman or something - shaking hands and making Howdy noises. All for the plan I guess. It got me wondering where the plan led eventually. I hadn't ever really questioned Seven about the particulars. I'd been so busy implementing it I didn't really know where it was actually leading. I took Seven and Nancy into an empty office to talk. "Seven, now that we have the plan in motion, what is the plan? Where does it all lead?" "We have a little problem there Jack," Seven said. "What kind of problem? I thought you knew the whole plan," I said. "Well, I know how to implement the things I was told, but the main endgame wasn't revealed to me. The extent of my knowledge is gathering all the pieces, so to speak. I know how to get and keep things in motion to gather all your assets," she said. "In other words, someone else is coming to give the next set of instructions," I said. "Yes and no, Jack. Other people are coming to help tie things together and to give you a command structure. After all the assets are here and organized I'm pretty sure the rest is up to you," she said, and smiled. "I'm afraid you lost me Seven. Do you mean no one has plans for the ultimate use of all these assets, mainly people, we will be gathering?" I asked, and I guess my surprise showed. "Plans for feeding and maintaining the assets are in place. The people who come in will be housed, fed, and put to work establishing systems to continue feeding and supplying us all. There will be plenty of food, supplies, and material for us to live indefinitely. Your job will be to supply the mission Jack, our job is to carry it out," she said. I flashed at once on Douglas Adam's The Resturant at the end of the Galaxy. Suddenly the situation reminded me of the fix the Golgafrinchans found themselves in when they stumbled onto Pluto and discovered the part of their spaceship's computers which held the main set of what to do when you get there instructions had been destroyed during the thousands of years of their trip. In other words, I'd have to fake it. "Carlisle intended to take control of what was left of the United States and I believe he eventually intended to take control of the entire earth. Your situation is slightly different than his. "He didn't expect to have as many people left to deal with as you probably have, unindoctrinated people that is. He envisioned a few hundred thousand people left after the plague he intended to release. The best statistics we have, which are admittedly poor, seem to point to millions of people left living. I always thought Carlisle greatly underestimated what he would be facing as far as survivors. Even I didn't think there would be as many as the last reports indicated though," Seven said. This seemed to be good news and bad news to me. I would have an army of trained people to direct and I wouldn't be bothered with preconceived notions of what they were to do. On the other hand I didn't have anything telling me what I should do. At least it wasn't a change. I had been winging it since Austin - I was just winging it with a hell of a lot more people now. "When will most of the organization show up?" I asked. "The command staff should start coming in tomorrow. Some of them are very talented military type strategists. You will have some top-notch advisors coming. It is engineered to be a sort of point and shoot operation for you. You point to what territory you want to control and tell them - they then make plans to control that area," she said. It all sounded fine, but I felt sure it wouldn't be so easy. No matter, I didn't intend to blindly tell them to take over here or take over there. I intended to take over all right, but I intended to do it slowly. I thought I should start by taking control between Nebraska and Ft Worth and then spread my control to the Gulf of Mexico and maybe even farther south. We would need to do a lot of recon first, but I assumed provisions had been made for it. I had a few symbolic things on my mind now though. "Seven, can I assume we now have enough people to put this airport into some semblance of working order?" I asked. "Probably Jack, what did you have in mind?" she asked. "I had in mind larger planes landing. The runways are much longer here and there is a lot more room. I think we should bring most of the aircraft from the house to the airport. I'm sure there are better facilities here for them and they are mostly in the way at the house. We can get them into the air, but it's a big pain for some of them." "There are plans for accumulating aircraft. You have a big jump on some of them. The people for it aren't scheduled to appear for three more days. It will be fine to go ahead and send any extra planes from home here if you want to," she said. "I also had in mind acquiring a few specific planes, for instance Air Force One and the presidential helicopters," I said, grinning. "Technically Jack, any plane the President flew in was called Air Force One, but I know it isn't what you mean. I believe we can secure the aircraft you have in mind in three or four days. We will need to rename them though. Nancy says they are to be..." "I know what Nancy intends for them to be called and I dare not cross her. Let's just get them and worry about their paint scheme later. Don't I recall they have controls for nuclear weapons launches on them, or am I making it up?" I asked. "It was called the football. It was a suitcase which always accompanied the President everywhere he went. It contained the Gold Codes for launch authority verification and detailed scenarios of what to launch. It didn't contain actual buttons to push. The launches were physically completed elsewhere. For instance, he couldn't push a button in the football and launch a missile from a nuclear submarine. I don't know if any of the weapons are still able to launch or not." "I'll bet we should find out," I said. "We should be able to start checking after tomorrow." It had now struck me we might be a little late checking on the possibility of a nuclear attack. Then again, those things weren't set off by lighting a fuse. Getting them launched was no sign they would even explode if they did fall back to earth. Neculear weapons had specific mechanisms which had to operate correctly to cause them to explode. They weren't like a bomb or artillery shell which could be triggered by impact. Hopefully no one was left who could use them successfully. It didn't mean people couldn't learn to use them, but it was probably a complicated procedure. It didn't matter. I couldn't do anything about them any more quickly by worrying. I would have to wait until someone showed up who knew about those things. Nancy and I went back up to the heliport then and left for home. It took about thirty minutes and Gloria set us down at the airstrip. We walked back to the house and to the cafeteria for an early supper. I saw George and Mike eating so Nancy and I sat by them. "Any luck with the roundup Mike?" I asked. "A lot. I haven't brought any more cattle here yet, but I've located nearly fifteen thousand head. They are all in good shape and mostly have plenty of hay for the winter already rolled and near them. I checked and the equipment needed to put the hay out for them is basically in good shape. We can just keep checking regularly to make sure they have water and minerals until it comes time to put out the hay and some range cubes during the winter," Mike told me. "What's next then, still looking for more?" I asked. "I'm mostly looking for hogs now. We'll need pork too. I'm also thinking about trying to locate some chicken houses which might still be worth saving. I don't think I'll find any that have been unattended with living stock still in them. I'm hoping to find some which are being tended. If I do I'll try convincing the people to join us. It would take a lot of time and trouble to get a brooder house going and raise chicks, even with the help from Nebraska," "Didn't you tell me when we first met you knew of a small group who might be doing just that?" I asked. "Yes, and I'm thinking of heading their way tomorrow to see if I can find them." "That's good, but don't take any chances. If they aren't friendly or don't want to join us we'll just tough it out and start our own production. Seems to me processing the chickens after we get them raised might be harder than raising them." "It will be at first. We don't really have any facilities for it here. We could probably find a plant we might be able to use over in East Texas though. It will take some work and we'll have to try to learn the ins and outs, but it will probably be worth it. Chickens and turkeys can turn feed into a lot more usable meat that cows and hogs can." "We might have some people coming in who will be able to help us. All but two of the ones we called today showed up. Try to locate the people raising the chickens and check them out. We should know in a couple of days whether we need to learn to process them ourselves," I said. "I'm going tomorrow to check it out. I'll let you know what I find," Mike said. He and George had finished eating by then and they said their goodbyes and left. Amber and Julia brought Nancy and I our supper and we started on it. We finished and Nancy went off looking for Karen. She told me she had to tell Karen about my latest transgressions. I walked back to the airstrip, and on the way there I noticed all the parked semi-trailers. Apparently the trips to Ft Hood had continued throughout. There seemed to be over a hundred trailers scattered around. I met Henny at the hangar and asked her how things were shaping up. She told me we would soon be out of room for anything. "It's alright Henny, I've bought you a new place," I told her, teasing. "Where?" she asked. "Do you think you can find more space at DFW airport?" I asked. "I hope to shout. You didn't." "Oh yes I did. We have a hotel or two for accommodations and the run of the place. Seven says we'll have power everywhere we need it. What do you think, want to run an airport?" I asked. "Not unless I have to. Do you have anyone else who can handle it?" she asked, plaintively. "I probably will soon, do you want a vacation, want to just hang out, or what?" I asked. "I'm kinda partial to this little spot here Jack. Are you going to keep something going on here?" "I'm sure we are. Do you want to stay here and keep this place going? We'll have to keep a few birds here to watch over us," I said. "It's work I'd like if I can get it." "I think I might like keeping you closer myself," I said, fondling her ass while I was at it. "You might talk me out of a blow job if you can swing it." ------- Chapter 66 "Done. I'll be calling in my marker soon." I headed back to the house and into my study. Johnny came in and he couldn't even pretend to take the smile off his face. He told me to expect Jamie, Donna, and Cherry to be trailing me tonight. They'd had enough waiting. It sure as hell wouldn't hurt my feelings. I asked how his Mom was. "Well fucked. She seems happy about it too. Sometimes she can't even fake her protest," he laughed. "Have you had to spank her yet?" "Do what?" Johnny asked, all ears now. "Sometimes when Nancy misbehaves I have to make her put on some panties so I can take them off her right before I spank her. Next time your Mom starts her whining, why don't you make her put on a T-shirt and a pair of panties and then bend her over your knee and give her a little light ass whiping. She'll know what's up as soon as you send her for a T-shirt and the panties. It will heat her up a lot," I said. "I don't know if I can take her any hotter than she's been already." "Sure you can, Johnny, just don't spank her too hard. It's mostly just for effect anyway. Try it, you'll like it, and I know she will." "I think I will." He wanted to talk to me about the cattle then. He had been doing his homework on them. He said he wanted to slaughter a few head. Susan told him they needed some more meat and he told her he'd see to it. He just wanted to make sure it was all right with me. I told him he was the cattle baron around here and I didn't really know shit about them. I suggested he talk to Mike if he had any doubts. He told me he had already talked to Mike and Mike agreed. He also asked if Gloria could help them for a few days. She had been trained for it and he thought they needed her help. I told him to ask her if she would. If it was ok with her I'd make it ok with everyone else. He left to find her then. It seemed to be my day to hang around and talk to people so I headed into the other study to see what Frank and Bob had going on. Frank was tinkering with his cluster. He had about half of the machines assembled and as he got one together he found it a place in the giant shelves he'd talked Mike, George, and John into building for him. "How're things going Frank?" I asked, as I approached him. "Pretty good, I'm about halfway through assembling these things. This may not be as much fun as I'd thought. It's getting pretty repetitive now." "Have you figured out what you're going to put it doing when you get finished?" "Not a clue. Something will come up though, surely." "Everything else going according to your wishes?" I asked. "Everything but fueling the generators and George said he thought he could figure some way to make the trailer add a few hundred gallons every three or four days. We're a little unsure about doing it though. If it malfunctioned and overfilled the tanks there would be a big chance for a fire." "A fire would be a bummer. It could probably happen pretty easily with no one even going to check on it. How hard would it be to just move all the machines somewhere else, say over toward DFW?" I asked. "It would be a bitch. It would probably take months to get it all sorted back out," he said. "Well we'll have some more construction and maintenance people coming in a few days. If nothing else I can get someone to check it every day or two from the airport. They won't have nearly as far to travel." "That would be a blessing. We have it all sorted and indexed now and we have a good search engine operating. All we need now is more data to save," Frank told me. "Speaking of search engines, I hope you can do case sensitive searches with the one you implemented," I said. "We didn't bother with that, is it important to you?" "It is. Do you understand the difference between mf, Mf, and mF?" I asked writing them on a scrap of paper. "I see what you mean. I guess you'll be wanting me to try and dig up Google's archive of newsgroup post also then," Frank said, and laughed. "I assumed you would realize the importance of them on your own," I said, trying to sound serious. "It's on my to-do list all right. Should I move it more closely to the top?" "As long as you get to it before they are lost it will be fine. Now what were you saying about other data?" I asked. "I said all we need now is more data to save." "If we took you to another city how could we transfer the data?" "If we really had a chance to get other data we could probably do it easiest with some sort of satellite link. Of course we would have to get an uplink and downlink going. I'm sure the satellites are still working, we would just have to see if we could figure out how to use them," Frank said. "Would you have the space to store the data?" I asked. "To a certain extent. We could delete commercial web content from the datta center. If we were able to get massive quantities of data we would need to do something else. There is plenty of room there for additional servers. We would just have to get them or build them," he said. "Couldn't we just raid other data centers in the metroplex. I'm sure they're several. Integrating them into the existing structure wouldn't be nearly as hard as reassembling a complete system would it?" I asked. "You're right. We could put them on the network, consolidate their data, and then utilize their free space. Many of the servers will just be copies, for use in balancing the load of millions of accesses. We won't have that problem again for many years. I'm sure it could be made workable. Do you think our building is secure enough?" "I'm sure we can find a way to make it secure enough. I'm going to get Seven to check with the planners who will be coming in tomorrow and the next day and line us up some people to help us out," I told him. I was glad I'd had time to talk with Frank. In the back of my mind I'd been dreading the loss of mankind's accumulated knowledge. I knew all knowledge wasn't online, but I thought a hell of a lot of it was and I wanted to save all I could. When we were sure we had a large portion of what was available in the United States preserved we could start scanning in books which weren't already online. We probably weren't going to have much trouble with copyright holders anymore. In fact, we could now also rip and save any audio we wanted to make available. The record companies weren't going to be complaining any longer. As I was returning to my study I met Seven coming in the front door. I asked how things were proceeding and we went over a few things. I remembered Frank since he was fresh on my mind and I asked her to see to the refueling of the data center's generators. "Why are we fueling the auxiliary generators? The data center has a line from the nukes that power the airport," Seven told me. "Well then we need to turn it on. We've been running it on auxiliary power since the normal power went out," I said. "I should have asked about it. It was set to switch automatically when the generators ran out of fuel. All of our data is in that center. If you hadn't been refueling the generators it would have switched over on its own," she said, and laughed. "We'd better get someone to go make sure it switches over properly then. On another front, I've been talking to Frank and I want to start thinking about transferring data from other locations in the US to the center. He says we can salvage equipment from other centers nearby and move it there. He thinks the building has adequate space and wiring for many times the servers it contains now. Do you think we can give it adequate protection?" I asked. "Protection won't be a problem. It was our building all along. Since everything was already working when I got here I just didn't check it out. All the windows and entrances have metal coverings which should be shut to keep wanderers out. There are assets for its protection stored at the airport. If Frank knows what he wants to put there we can detail people to him to make sure he can go take what he wants," she said. "Last but not least, he says he can transfer data from other cities if he can get some satellite links working. Will we have anyone who can help him along those lines?" "We should have. They won't be showing up for about a week or so if I remember right. They are supposed to be able to get the satellite based cell phones working also," she said. "Can we move their call-up forward?" "It will be easy after tomorrow, when the advanced organizational team shows up," she said. "Great. After they get the phones working I'd be able to call somebody and try to get a date." "Speaking of dates. Both the anchor babes approached me today. They are close to needing a little maintenance and they're both private stuff. Can you handle them?" she asked, and was nearly laughing when she finished. "Ah, duty calls. I'll do my best." Things seemed to be going too well. Every little problem which cropped up disappeared in a matter of minutes. It made me a little apprehensive. The shit usually hit the fan soon after I started feeling everything was going smoothly. I heard a little tone which sounded like a doorbell chime and I hadn't noticed hearing it before. It didn't make an urgent noise, but it was noticeable. Seven had walked off, but came back to me. "What was the tone?" "It means someone unexpected is at the gate. Let's check the monitor in your study." We went into the study and walked to the monitor's cabinet. Seven clicked the controls and soon we had video from the driveway's gate camera. There were two large RVs seemingly waiting for it to open. Seven pressed another button and a different chime sounded. She told me it was for the gate duty team, four troops, to go to the gate and check it out. She told me they would report when they got there. We waited. Soon we could see the dualie the troops had taken approach the gate from our side. They stopped and one got out and walked to a woman who was standing at the gate. After a couple of minutes he walked to an intercom phone inside a little call box on the back of the brick gate post. He called us. "Yes," Seven said, as she lifted a phone by the monitor. "I see. Wait and I'll check." "They are survivors and they want to join us. They must have seen Mike out checking for cattle and worked their way here. They say they will be glad to work for food and protection," Seven said. "Do we have room for them here or should we send them to the hotel?" I asked. "It depends Long Dick, on where you think you'll be needing to keep a stash of fresh pussy," Seven said in her, new to me, Nancy imitation voice. "What are you talking about?" I asked, laughing. "They're all women, twenty-four of them. Judging from the looks of the one who came to the gate I'm betting they qualify as private pussy?" she said, teasing me in her Nancy voice again. "But what about the room. Is there room for them here?" I asked. "Plenty. We are down to only twenty-four security team members here now. I sent the rest to the hotel. Remember though, you're going to have room for at least forty eight women on the top floor of the hotel even before the maintenance men rearrange the partitions and it's before changing the beds out for the big ones," she said, and laughed again. "I was expecting some more of my dedicated private pussy to come in with the cattle calls though," I said, trying to look serious. "Not to worry Long Dick. They are already scheduled to take up the entire floor below you," she said, laughing even louder this time." "Jesus, I'm going to be not only the Father of our new order, I'm going to end up the daddy to most of the population if you and Nancy have your way," I said. "What's wrong with that. At least we could count on some big dicked young boys in twelve or thirteen years," Seven said. "I can tell you've been spending way too much time with Nancy. Tell the guards to send them up and then usher them into the study with us. I might as well look them over," I said, trying to put on a lecherous grin. She did and soon we saw the dualie leading the two RVs up the driveway. Ten minutes later twenty-four beautiful young women came into the study. They were all wearing T-shirts and cutoffs - really really shot cutoffs. Forty-eight beautiful legs came walking in carrying forty-eight bouncing braless titties. "Hello ladies. My name is Jack and I'm the leader of this group. I'm glad to welcome you here to join us," I said. "We're very glad to find somebody who can help us. We were at SMU when the sickness started and we stayed too long. Most of us lived in the Dallas/FT Worth area. We've been staying in some houses we found about twenty miles away. We noticed the helicopters coming and going from here and we thought this was a government base or something. It's why we came here," Kimberly, their spokeswoman told me. "We aren't a government operation. As far as I know there is no government left. We are banded together to provide for and protect ourselves. We have plenty of food and plenty of protection. "You are welcome here and if you join us you will be protected. Nothing is required of you if you stay. If you want to help we will try to find something for you to do. It isn't required though. If you'd like you may hang around looking pretty. You're certainly qualified. No offense meant if any of you are feminist," I said, and then smiled at my own joke. "Hello, we're from SMU we're all Tri Delts - sorority sisters. No feminist allowed," Kimberly said, smiling right back at me. "Please understand no woman is required to pay her way with sex here. We had an unfortunate incident once and we simply don't tolerate men who try things those thpe of things. If anyone tells you anything of the sort please report it at once," I said. They looked at me a little unbelievingly. I hoped I wasn't going to be required to explain further. Seven made sure of it. "If any of you decide you would like a little fun in your life, Jack will be glad to be of service though. The pay is what I can guarantee will be the fuck of your lifetime and the biggest diamond ring you ever saw until you came here," Seven said, and they all howled. "Damn Seven, that's no way to start out," I said, trying unsuccessfully to control my blushing. Seven just laughed and proudly waved her ring around in their faces. This caused them to crowd around her for a closer look at her rock, and it made Seven continue. At least she didn't imitate Nancy's voice while she did it. "Once you get the ring don't let him catch you with any panties on unless he sends you after a pair for him to take off you before your spanking. Oh, and the breakfast uniform is a long T-shirt only. In case he wants to give you a quick inspection," she said, and it made them laugh again - of course it was what she tried for. "As far as sleeping arrangements go, we just happen to have enough beds left in Jack's ladies dorm for all of you. We're a really close-knit bunch. It will probably take a while for him to get around to you though," Seven said. I couldn't do anything but stand there and take it. I thought about it and decided I was being a crybaby. If Seven wanted to line me up some fresh young pussy what was I complaining about. If they could wait I would love to have more new girls. I thought of something I wanted to ask them and I did. I wanted to know if they knew of any other groups around near here. "We sure do. There is a group of about ten men fifteen or so miles to the west of here right off I-20. They captured six of our friends just yesterday as we were leaving. It's why we were so glad to find you," Kimberly said. Son of a bitch, I knew things were going too well. Now it looked like we had another rescue mission to plan. Seven gave me a look as I asked the girls to tell me more. They had six friends who were in a smaller van and had been later leaving the houses they'd been living in. When they didn't come up behind them one of the RV's started calling for them on the CB Radio which they were using in the van and the two RVs. A man's voice told them to turn around and come back, saying their friends had joined his group. They didn't turn around and in fact sped up considerably. They'd already known about the group and it was one of the reasons they were leaving. They were upset about their friends, but knew they couldn't help them. Seven and I got the details of how to find the group. Kimberly said she thought there were about ten men in it and many more women. She didn't know any details of how they ran their group though. She did tell us they had two army tanks as she called them. We thanked the girls and I promised them I would do my best to gain the release of their friends. Kimberly gushed thanking me and I told her it was one of my specialties. Seven called Julia and Amber, asking them if they would help the girls get moved in. When they were gone Seven and I went to the command center. Clair, Brenda, Genine, and Jasmine were there. We told them about the development and we discussed it. I wanted to approach the group peacefully and ask them all to join us. The others agreed with this, but they all wanted someone else to approach the group. I ask Seven if anyone trained in negotiation had been called up. She said that we did have a few trained negotiators coming, but they were a few days away from reporting. I told them I was going to do it then. Seven argued she could do it and claimed it would be less risky. I told her I would rather get hurt or killed doing this than try to keep on if any of them were gone. This started a round of gnashing of teeth for all of us and in the end I had to simply put my foot down and tell them that I was going. We discussed the best way to approach them then. Jasmine said she felt we should find and recon them first with a Comanche. They were the army's latest helicopter, and were designed especially for recon and low observability. They weren't even actually in service by the time the plague hit. We had been lucky to find the first units the army received at Ft Hood. Jasmine said they had a lower radar signature than a hellfire missile and the engine heat was dispersed so well a heat seeking missile couldn't even lock on to them. She also pointed out the airframe had been specifically designed to make it resilient to ballistic damage. I didn't think we had to worry about radar tracking, but I did understand the advantage of the low heat signature. If this group had gathered a couple of tanks, they might have also acquired some man portable stingers. If the stingers couldn't lock on to us, with the Comanche's ballistic armor we would be relatively safe from ground fire. The Comanche also had a very low noise signature for a helicopter. The five main rotor blades and the ducted tail rotor combined to make them sound nothing like a normal helicopter. This sounded like a good approach to me. We could get fairly close and look them over without being noticed. Then, if we did approach them we should be safe enough unless they had very sophisticated defenses so I decided to risk it. Brenda said she would feel much better about the whole thing if she served as my pilot. I admitted I would feel better with her also. We headed for the airstrip. Henny pointed us to a ready Comanche and we went to it. I had seen them before, but this one looked different and I asked Brenda about it. "There aren't any ferry tanks on it and all the arms are stowed. It's one of the ways these helicopters can achieve their low radar signature. Nothing sticks out. We will probably want to go ahead and deploy the gun when we get up, but we will only be carrying the internal missiles, two air-to-air stingers and four hellfires," Brenda told me. When we got in Brenda noticed I was pretty casual about tightening my restraints and she made me tighten them properly. ------- Chapter 67 "Jack, you need to be strapped in securely. We are going to be in unknown territory and if I have to maneuver severely to avoid something I don't want you hurt as you flop around like a loose beach ball," she said. I complied and we lifted off. It took only fifteen minutes to find the group. They did have two tanks and they were M1-A1 Abrams. The Comanche's radar found them and we could see their location plainly in the helmet's heads up display. We stayed a good distance off from them circling and looking. We saw there were two men, ostensibly on guard, patrolling in a lackadaisical manner. I asked Brenda to approach closer and soon one of the men spotted us. He went into a small building and came out with something on his shoulder. We continued to approach, but to us we weren't in a threatening mode. We came in slowly and we even still had the gun stowed, so no armaments were showing on the Comanche. This must not have registered with the guards. Both of them were together now and looking directly at us as we approached. The one with the weapon on his shoulder, Brenda thought it was a stinger, seemed to peer more closely into its sight. "He's going to launch it Jack, I guess we'll get to see if this Comanche is all it's cracked up to be," Brenda said. We stopped approaching and the guard didn't fire right away. I asked Brenda to back us off a little to see if that would help. She did and it did. We backed off about two thousand yards and he took the launcher off his shoulder while we hovered. I didn't know what our next move should be. I wanted to talk to these men and wondered why they didn't want to at least talk. It put an ominous tone on things to me. I asked Brenda to move us closer again and see what happened. She took us up for a little more altitude - we were probably at about fifteen hundred feet when she started toward them slowly. When he noticed we were approaching again he put the launcher to his shoulder and peered into the sight again. Brenda held us still and we discussed it. "I just don't understand why he is threatening an apparently unarmed helicopter," I said. "Maybe he is familiar with them and knows they can have stowed arms," she said. "Maybe, but this is a big pain in the ass. I need to talk to them." "Maybe he is just a bully and wants to shoot at someone," Brenda said, guessing. "If that's the case I hope he isn't their leader. It would make things really difficult." "If he's going to fire I wonder why he hasn't, I'm not complaining, but it does seem he would have already if he is going to," Brenda said. "Maybe he just wants to warn us off." "Maybe, or maybe that's an older missile with only heat seeking guidance and he can't get a lock tone from it," Brenda said. "What are the chances of it hitting us if he fires it, and if it does hit us what shape will we be in?" I asked. "I doubt he can hit us, I'm not sure he can't though. If it does hit us I wouldn't give shit for our chances. What do you want to do?" Brenda asked. "Call jasmine and ask her how many Cobra's she can send to give us a little support. If there are more of us at least he will have to worry about more targets," I told Brenda, grimly. She talked to Jasmine and soon six Cobras and six Apaches were headed our way. They were not nearly as quiet as we'd been. I could talk to them on the radio and I told them to spread out and approach in a diminishing circle, similarly to the approach we'd used in Waco for the bunker. Brenda kept all her attention on the man with the launcher. It's a damned good thing she did. When the noise of the other approaching helicopters became apparent, his partner started a heated discussion with him. They argued for a minute or two and then he put his eye back to the sight and fired. It was very thoughtful of Brenda to make sure I was strapped in tightly. When she saw the missile fire we shot straight up for about half a second and then we seemed to turn completely over and then fall back off to the left, as if we weren't flying at all. I braced myself for an explosion and tried my best not to puke. It was over in just a few seconds. Brenda said the stinger was streaking happily away from us and hadn't even come close. The guard dropped the launcher and headed back to the small building. "Put something in that building before he gets another one Brenda. I hope no one else is in there," I told her. I had about half a second to look around the place and I noticed a couple of men coming out of one of the houses near here. Then I heard and saw the hellfire missile leave its firing rail which had appeared out of the fuselage. It made an impressive noise and left a bright smoky trail behind it. I also felt and saw the turret gun deploy, and it was now pointing menacingly toward the people on the ground. The hellfire made a hell of an explosion when it hit the little building. It converted the entire thing into a fireball at once and a loud fireball at that. All the people who were outside except the guard who fired on us hit the dirt on their faces. The guard was too close to the building for that. He hit the ground on his back about thirty feet away from where he'd been. He wasn't moving, but he did seem to be smoking a little. The other helicopters had seen the stinger and then the hellfire and its explosion. They had dispensed with the slow approach at that time and were now surrounding the area. I saw one of the men on the ground look up and look around, and then he stood up and pulled off his T-shirt to wave it in the air. I had Brenda stow the gun again as a gesture and I told her to set us down about three hundred yards from them. I'd brought a white flag with me hoping to use it. I stepped out of the Comanche and told Brenda to get back up. I was unarmed. I stood waiting for the flag waver to approach. He came up to me shortly. "My name is Jack," I told him, extending my hand to shake. "I'm Billy," He said, shaking my hand. "We came here hoping to talk peacefully." "Putting a rocket into our shed doesn't seem very peaceful." "We fired on the shed because the guard had just fired a stinger at us and seemed to be heading for another one. If you want to talk peacefully we will, otherwise I'll send for a couple of hundred troops and kill you all. Your call." "Did you need all these helicopters to talk peacefully?" he asked, but his tone had sure changed. "We came alone at first, we only called for support when the guard began waving the first launcher at us. He fired the stinger when he heard the other helicopters coming I think," I told Billy. "Why in the hell didn't he call someone else when you came up. He wasn't supposed to use the stingers unless we were being attacked. Did you approach him in a threatening manner?" "We came in that Comanche with the gun and rockets stowed. We had no arms showing and when he first brought out the stinger we backed away, ask his partner for confirmation." He said he would and left to do so. When he returned I asked if anyone was injured. He said Trey, the one who fired on us, seemed to be hurt badly. I asked if they had a doctor and he admitted they didn't. I offered to take Trey to our place for treatment and he agreed, saying he would probably die if he weren't tended to. I waved Brenda back down. When she landed I asked her to call for Karen to come in a Huey to treat the wounded man. She got back up telling me she would. I guess Karen, Beverly, and Jana had been made ready already because they arrived in about ten minutes. The Huey landed not far from the injured man. They had him strapped to a stretcher with an IV in his arm in just a couple of minutes. Three minutes later he was in the Huey and it lifted off. I turned back to Billy. "We wanted to talk to you about six young women you took in. We also want to ask you to join our group." "The women joined us." "Twenty-four of their companions don't feel that way. I would like to talk with them, just to make sure." "What if they don't want to talk to you?" He said in a decidedly obnoxious tone. "If you want to keep those tanks another thirty minutes of so, I suggest you convince them to take the time," I told him and waved my arm in a semicircle toward the hovering helicopters. "I see your point," he said, walking back toward the house he had left. He returned with six women shortly. They were dressed in jeans and camo fatigue jackets. They seemed older than the girls who joined us today. "What sorority were you in?" I asked the first one who reached me. She couldn't even give a guess so I turned to Billy. "I'm trying to be patient Billy, but it's wearing thin. Send me the six girls or I'll be taking everyone that lives over this back with me in about an hour. I'm through fucking with you." Billy and the women started back toward the house. I stopped them and told the women to remain until Billy came back with the others. He didn't argue. When he was gone I asked the women if they were being held against their will. They seemed frightened but they all said they weren't being held captive. Billy came back with six much younger girls this time. They were dressed in T-shirts and cutoffs like the others had been. They answered right away saying they had been Tri Delts. I signaled Brenda to set down again. When she did I told her to get another Huey over here to retrieve the girls. I also told her to make sure Billy did not return to the house unless I signaled her it was all right. She said she'd take care of it and also said she was going to make sure I brought a walkie-talkie along from now on. I laughed and backed away as she lifted off. The same Huey came back and set down near us this time. I told all the women to get in it. Billy was pissed and gave me a minor cursing. I said I'd send the women back tomorrow if they wanted to come back and I told him we really would like for his group to join us. He headed back for the house and got a warning burst from Brenda's 20mm for his trouble. I recommended he stay with me for a few more minutes. He didn't like it but there wasn't anything he could do about it. After the Huey lifted off with the twelve women Brenda set down and retrieved me. We all headed home without further incident. By the time I got home all the sorority sisters had been reunited and from what Seven told me it was amid much squealing and crying. Nancy and Kelly were showing the other women around the place. I told Seven I wanted to speak to them one at a time after supper. She agreed and headed off to find them. I'd already eaten supper earlier, but I went to see if Susan and the twins could find me a little something else to chew on. I intended to return the six women tomorrow if they wanted to go back. I wasn't going to tell them they would soon be back anyway. Billy seemed smarter than the other small group leaders I'd encountered so far. To me it just meant I couldn't let him run around loose. He would have to end up tricked or dead. I hoped we didn't have to deal with a firefight first. I wasn't worried about the tanks. We could probably take them out from here with the crusaders if it came down to it. If not we could surely do away with them with hellfire missiles and probably wouldn't even have to get within visual range of Billy's group to do it. Recruiting the people would be harder though. If they were really resistant we would probably have to use ground forces to do it. That always meant a bigger chance of wounded or dead on both sides. If they were hard headed I was going to wait until I had more troops reporting. I talked to the six women in my study a little later. None of them wanted to go back to Billy's group. Why wasn't I surprised, Billy didn't even have a pool. None of them had been with Billy long. I was surprised to find they weren't forced to have sex with Billy or any of the men, but they had been forced to work. Apparently it hadn't been anything too grueling. They did tell me the shed we'd destroyed wasn't the main storage for weapons. It was just a place where the guards could get out of the sun if they needed to. It also held a few weapons the guards might need in case something came up unexpectedly. The main weapons' storage was in the basement under the house we'd seen Billy come out of. This all got me wondering about Billy. Why did he take the six girls in the van if they weren't to be forced into sex? Did he just want to take care of them? It didn't seem so since he had tried to trick me into letting him keep them. He wouldn't try a stunt like that just to keep more mouths to feed. Maybe he was stocking up women for a long cold winter. The six of Billy's women I'd taken seemed to put that to rest. According to them all twelve of the men who were in Billy's group had two or three women they stayed with and all their women seemed comfortable with the situation. I did learn Billy was definitely the leader and he didn't brook much discussion over his orders. I couldn't fault him for that. I let these women go and asked Seven to bring me the six girls we'd rescued. They didn't have anything useful to tell me about Billy. All they knew about Billy was he scared them. What was I going to do about Billy? I wasn't comfortable with him running loose, especially this close to me. Soon I wouldn't want to tolerate anyone running around unsupervised in Texas, or any of the plains states. I decided I'd better get accustomed to dealing with little groups like Billy's. I was surely going to be doing a lot of it before long. I let these girls go and after they had departed Seven took delight in informing me she'd been able to secure beds for all thirty of the Tri Delts in my holding pen, as she was now calling it. "What about the other six? Weren't you able to get them close to me too," I asked, giving her my best exasperated tone. "I'm glad you asked Jack. Two of them came up to me and asked if they could properly thank you for their rescue. I told them you had a waiting list. They discussed it with the others who came with them and they all said they would like to get in on your action. I had to do a little rearranging but managed to get all thirty-six of the new arrivals in your pen. Some of the poor things will have to sleep six to the bed, but they all said they would make the sacrifice," Seven said, and laughed in my face. "Damn Seven, fun is fun but damn," I said, and threw up my hands. "I'm surprised at you Jack. You've never shied away from a challenge before," she said, teasing me in the Nancy voice this time. She was getting really good at it. "Let's look at this from a sane point of view. According to you I now have eighty-one women in my holding pen here. There's room for at least fifty additional women on my floor at the hotel, and the floor below it is scheduled to get god only knows how much private pussy for me. When am I going to have time to eat?" "Don't worry about it Jack. I'm sure we can get plenty of volunteers to serve you your meals in bed. "Besides Jack, while you were worrying about Billy and his little band of merry men I was asking the new arrivals the really important questions. None of them have been on the pill since they ran out after the sickness finished with the doctors. Unbelievably eight of the Tri Delts are claiming to be virgins. Now don't say I'm not taking care of you. "And that's another thing, you need to find a little time to cuddle and love on Nancy soon," Seven said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Just what I said and no more questions about it," she said, mysteriously. Seven left me to stew then and I did. What did she mean about Nancy. I'd spent most of the morning with her today. Maybe Nancy's newly increased teasing meant she needed more attention from me. I'd just have to make sure she got it. To paraphrase an old saying: If Nancy ain't happy, ain't nobody happy. I thought I should keep it in mind for a while at least. It was getting late so I headed for my bedroom. I started to try a little trolling in my holding pen, but didn't. It was just as well. I had forgotten the heads up Johnny had given me, but Jamie, Donna, and Cherry hadn't forgotten what they wanted. The three sexy teenagers were piled up naked in my bed waiting. I didn't make them wait long. ------- Chapter 68 I was able to slip out of bed without waking Donna, Jamie, or Cherry the next morning. I dressed and headed for the kitchen. Strangely Nancy wasn't waiting with my coffee. Shelly and Sarah had coffee ready though and had breakfast on the way. "Look Sarah, doesn't that guy seem familiar?" Shelly asked. "I think I've seen his face before, now I remember, it was between my legs. I think he was licking my pussy. It's been so long though I'm not sure," Sarah said. "Ok, I've been a busy boy. Have I mistreated you two too?" I asked. "No, and we're just about fed up with it. When are you going to mistreat us again?" Sarah asked. "He doesn't have time for us old hags Sarah. He has all that teenage pussy to dip his wick in now," Shelly said, taunting me. "It's a bitch to be old and over the hill," Sarah said. It just hit me funny. Sarah was still the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. Even with all the beauties around me. It actually surprised me none of the others were jealous of her looks. I couldn't really describe it, but I knew it. Anyone who saw her knew it. She was just something very special in the looks department. It wasn't just her beautiful face either. She was just perfectly put together in every way. When I reached her I took her in my arms and drew her in for a kiss. I let my hands wander to her sexy asscheeks and took hold of them squeezing lightly. I loved their firm feel and the way she pressed herself against me as I fondled her had me hard in seconds, even after the considerable workout the young ones had given me last night. Sarah's hands were toying in my hair by now as I slid mine up to play with her perfect titties. They were full and firm and her nipples were at attention already. I released them shortly and took hold of her waist, lifting to set her on the counter. When I placed her on it I knelt between her spreading legs and put my mouth to her pussy. It tasted sweet to me and though it wasn't wet yet it was damp and delicious. I tickled her labia with my tongue tip then tried to burrow to her pucker. I couldn't reach it so I moved back to her vulva giving it a good swabbing with my flattened tongue. I dragged it up and over her clit, which was just peeking out from under its hood. Sarah shivered and moaned encouragement as I licked. Shelly tried to distract me by undoing my pants and fishing for my trouser snake. I let her dig and concentrated on eating Sarah. "Oh it is him, I remember now," Sarah said, and groaned. I just licked as Shelly fumbled off my pants. When she had them down I stepped out of them and stood between Sarah's legs. She had dispensed with her T-shirt by now so I pressed the base of my dick against her wet pussy and pulled her to me, kissing her as those beautiful titties pressed against the hair on my chest. There was plenty of lubrication now against the underside of my dick. I leaned back a little and placed my dickhead into Sarah's entrance and pushed as Sarah moaned. She was tight and wet and warm and I loved it and I loved Sarah. I pulled back and pushed it up her again. Life was good when you had time to enjoy it. Sarah moaned again and pulled me closer to her to kiss my lips and put her tongue in my mouth. I toyed with her breasts and twisted and pulled gently at her nipples. They were distended and I liked their springy responsiveness. Sarah liked my titty play too and she kissed me more passionately as she played in my hair and tickled my ears and the back of my neck. I was thrusting up in her in earnest now and I dropped my hands to grasp her beautiful asscheeks and pull her more firmly to me. She was gripping and milking my shaft with her warm wetness and the sliding friction was making my balls tingle. It was over before I wanted it to be and I was afraid Sarah wouldn't get off so I put my fingers on her pussy and teased her clit as I was exploding into her. She found her mark then too and hugged me tightly and sucked savagely on my tongue while we both blasted off. After I recovered just a little and stepped back slightly Sarah hopped quickly down from the counter and left the room with her hand on her pussy as if she were afraid of dripping on the carpet. I was taken slightly aback, but dismissed the thought as Shelly, on her knees now, sucked my diminishing dick into her mouth to clean and reinflate it. "What's wrong with Sarah?" I asked. "Mnnming?" she said, slobbering around my dick. Her hands came up now to fondle my balls and I'll have to say they did an excellent job. She also rubbed gently across and back over my perineum and pressed lightly against my prostate, stroking and seemingly encouraging it. When I was erect again Shelly stood, naked now herself, and kissed me. She pulled me to her and I reciprocated with a delightful grip on her ass. She pressed her mons against me and moved it slightly against the underside of my dick, which was standing between us now. Her mouth tasted sweet and her tongue played energetically. She nipped at my lips and her hands found my ass also. She actively pinched and patted my butt as I squeezed her cheeks. I was ready for some more pussy then and I lifted her to the spot Sarah had recently relinquished. "Where was Sarah off to in such a hurry?" I asked, as my one eyed one sought her entrance unaided. "You'll find out later. Shut up and fuck me now please," she said, smiling a wicked smile. I did. She reached down and placed me where she wanted me and I pushed up into her. She was different than Sarah inside but equally as enjoyable. Her pussy began squeezing and milking me at once, and her hips rocked her pelvis up and back in rhythm with my thrusting. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in tighter as her arms hugged me more firmly to her. My lips left hers and I kissed my way down to the hollow of her throat to suck and nibble her there. Our action escalated quickly and our pleasure did too. I was afraid again I'd be too quick on the trigger. I couldn't help it though. First Sarah and now Shelly seemed nearly frantic to get on with it. Shelly surprised me by going off with nearly no warning, She didn't forget to let me in on her feelings though. "Yes! That's it. Yes. Now fuck me harder and give me what I want!" she said, demanding it, whatever it was. "What more do you want Shelly?" Ever the dumbass I asked her. "A baby, like everyone else wants. Squirt a baby up in me Jack. Give me one! Now!" she said, and growled. That was all it took. I pulled her to me with all my strength by my grip on her ass and I rammed my dick up her as far as I could get it. Then I blew my come up into her with surprising strength. I held her to me and felt it pump up from my balls. It took nearly all my strength with it as it went up her. I sagged against her panting as she kissed over my face and neck. Telling me sweetly what a good daddy I was going to be. "And just think Jack, all Jasmine's nieces were ready for the home run swing last night too. You'll be a multidaddy before you know it," she said, surprising me. "What are you babbling about Shelly?" I asked, still slightly struggling for breath. "Jasmine wanted it. She wants all her nieces to have a Jack belly at once. She cajoled Janet into helping her get them fertile together by monkeying around with their pills. Jamie, Donna, and Cherry were all for it too. You can expect to see a lot of them for the next four or five days." shelly said, giggling, and then hopped down off the counter, clutching her pussy to keep it closed as she ran off toward the big bedroom. My chest was puffed out to the max now. Shelly's revelations had pumped me up. It was just a turn on for me to think I might have knocked up Jasmine's nieces last night and then I got a shot at Shelly and Sarah both this morning. I went to check on Nancy then and she was in bed between Sarah and Shelly who were both lying on their backs with their knees up. "What's with you two?" I asked. "This position helps keep the sperm where it belongs. Janet told us to do it for thirty minutes to give us the best bang for the squirt," shelly said, and laughed. "I don't think it's going to be necessary with long dick doing the job. I didn't have to do anything except own a pussy.," Nancy said, sleepily. I slipped up into the bed beside Nancy and tried not to jostle Shelly and Sarah as I did. "And what about you Nancy? When are you going to stop taking the pill?" I asked. "Jack you big dummy. Why do you think I'm lying around in bed with an upset stomach this morning?" she said. "I don't know Nancy, did you eat something that didn't agree with you?" I asked. "Well I've sucked it a time or two, but it usually agreed with me just fine thank you," she said, giggled and then Shelly and Sarah laughed. "I don't understand Nancy," I told her, as I tried to hug and console her. "You're a man Jack, of course you don't understand. You knocked me up at least a month ago you big dufus. I'm pregnant, hello, earth to Jack. Fucking will get you babies, and before you ask, of course you're the father," she said, almost spitting it out and then burst out laughing, joined at once by Shelly and Sarah again. I didn't know what to say. I just looked at her and then I felt tears sneaking out of the corners of my eyes and I think my ears started ringing a little. Nancy saw the tears and reached up pulling me down to her and kissing me. "Don't cry you big baby. I'm the one that's going to have to push it out," she said, but with a much softer tone. I held her closer and kissed her again. I felt so proud for some reason. I wondered if this news had anything to do with all these others trying to get pregnant all of a sudden. I guess Nancy really could read my mind. "Of course we had it planned Jack. Susan just got a lucky break getting her head start. Almost everyone else held off to let me be next. Now the race is on and everyone wants a baby. We plan on you pumping up a lot of bellies in just a little time now Jack," Nancy said, teasing me. "What do you mean almost?" I asked since that little utterance caught my ear. "Well there was one other girl we couldn't resist giving a head start. It just seemed so right. She'll be letting you know today sometime. You can just wonder about every one you pass today if you've fucked them," she said and giggled again. "Shelly did you tell him about Janet's plans for Diane and Jenna?" Nancy asked her. "No, I thought I'd let you spring some of it on him," Shelly said, smiling. "Janet has used the pill to get Jenna and Diane on the same cycle. In a few days the time will be right for you to try and get them both pregnant on the same night, big daddy. Janet will be ripe about five or six days later," Nancy said and laughed again. "I can tell I'm being scheduled like a stud horse. What about Karen? You haven't mentioned her." "Karen will be back in a few minutes. She's right on schedule with Shelly and Sarah. Let me just give you a little licking so you can be ready to do your duty," Nancy told me, and all three of them lost it laughing at me again. It didn't take much licking. It seemed my auditory nerves were now wired directly to my dick. Every time I heard a reference to me getting one of them pregnant my dick gave a lurch. I didn't really understand it. While I'd been working my way through the wanna be wives in Austin I had hated the thought of one of them getting pregnant. I never let it stop me from fucking them and I didn't use condoms, I took my chances, but I did worry. Now I was excited at the thought. It seemed to make my balls tingle in anticipation of their duty. I also realized I was in bed in my pussy dorm with one woman I'd managed to get the job done for and two others who were hoping I'd just done the deed for them, and there were seventy odd others in this room who would soon be wanting the same thing. The thought was thrilling. Karen came out of the bathroom naked just then. "Oh goody, the baby machine is here. I see two of you bitches have already had a ride. I hope it's my turn," she said. "It's your turn for a fact and I'm just sucking him up hard for your injection?" Nancy told her, having to take her mouth off my dick to do it. I held my arms out to Karen and she came onto the bed and snuggled up to me for some kisses. I patted her beautiful ass and pulled her to me so her titties would press against my chest. I tried to maneuver her into the doggie position but she wouldn't have it. "Oh no you don't. I know you want some pussy, but I want a baby out of this deal so I'm getting it while flat on my back. I'll just let you have a good old housewife fuck and you can do your duty like a husband should," she said, as she flopped down on her back, spreading her legs and taunting me by rubbing her pussy. "Come on big boy, climb aboard and hump." I did as I was asked. I moved up between her legs and let my dick lead the way. When it came within her reach she took hold of it and made sure it went where she wanted it. She put me to her entrance and I slipped in easily, then she turned the screws on her pussy muscles and I felt her exert her control. She stayed true to her stated purpose for a few minutes and just lay there like a housewife enduring a husband's pokes. After a while though it got the better of her and she began pushing up to me and urging me on in a most unladylike manner. "Harder Jack and deeper. I know you can push it farther up. Now give it to me harder." I did my best and pounded harder. With her legs around me now I couldn't help but go deeper. She started in whispering in my ear now. Telling me how she loved me and how she wanted my baby, swearing she was my woman and I was the only man for her. It turned up the pressure for me and my head was now buzzing from the heat she'd created in me. It got too good for Karen right then and she began to lose it. She realized I wasn't there yet so she did her usual trick and soon her finger was up my ass working on my prostate. It didn't matter to me if she was tricking me or not. Whatever she wanted right then I was going to let her have. She didn't want to trick me. She wanted to make me come and she did it in a big fashion. It was intense and my reaction was to push it up her as far as it would go and hold it there as it did its business. I sagged limply onto her when I was done and I didn't have the strength to get off her. I took a few deep breaths trying to get up a little strength. I rolled off Karen panting and rested, noticing she brought her knees up just as Shelly and Sarah had. They were timed out on their procedure by now and had wandered off to the shower with Nancy. I went into the bathroom and found them all showering together so I joined them and was promptly scrubbed clean with six soapy titties and six teasing hands. My dick was harder when I left the shower than it had been when I put it up Karen. After Shelly, Sarah, and Nancy dried me I went back to my room for more clothes. I had forgotten where I'd even left the ones I'd started out with. Jasmine's nieces were still asleep and I didn't wake them. I dressed and went out to my study. Jasmine came in right behind me. She looked her usual beautiful self this morning. Since she was in the good morning uniform I walked to her and gave her a thorough inspection. We ended up on the couch with Jasmine on my lap. "Guess what Jack?" "What?" I guessed. "You've knocked me up and now you'll have to marry me?" Jasmine said and smiled wide. "I'd like nothing better, but since there aren't any preachers left can we just go straight to the honeymoon?" "We already had the honeymoon Big Dick. It's why I'm in the condition I'm in today. Besides, you need to save all your ammunition for Shelly, Karen, Sarah, and my nieces." "So I've been told. Do you really think Johnny won't notice they're missing for four or five days?" I asked. "We've talked it over with Aimee and she says she and the other girls can keep his mind off them for the next few days." "Don't you think she might let it slip?" I asked. "She can keep a secret. She has a focus on Johnny right now, but somehow his trick didn't seem to work like you thought it would. Aimee is still yours to the bone. She can't wait to get back so you can pump up her belly. She says she will be fertile in eight or nine days and she sent the message you had better be ready." I was beginning to think I'd make it just fine. I wasn't sure my balls could stand the pressure but my dick was holding up well. It was pressing strongly up toward Jasmine's wiggling ass as we talked. A loud warning klaxon type noise started just then. I didn't know what it signaled, but from the way Jasmine jumped from my lap running and yelling I assumed she did. "Incoming, get down and stay down. Incoming," Jasmine yelled as she ran toward the elevator to the guest quarters. That answered my question and it also explained the explosion I heard three or four seconds later. It came from a reasonable distance away but sounded much top fucking close for us to like it. Before it had faded away I heard numerous other explosions that could only have come from the Crusader batteries firing. They seemed to just boom out at intervals of a few seconds. I got off my ass and ran for the control center myself. I was a little winded when I got there. Brenda, Clair, Seven, Genine, Kelly, and Jasmine were all there looking at the main console's displays when I got there. Darrell came running up about thirty seconds later. I tried to calm myself before I said anything. "What was that and where did it come from," I finally asked the room. "It seems it was a mortar round. It came from here." Clair told me and pointed to a spot on one of the displays. "The Phalanx radar picked it up first but it isn't really the kind of thing they are programmed to shoot down. They had a lock on it though and would have fired if I'd given the ok soon enough. I was hesitant because they pick up everything which comes near and it's always been our own aircraft until now. If I'd paid more attention to the size of what they were tracking I would have tried a shot. By the time the Crusader's radar had picked it up and identified it as an incoming round it was too late for the Phalanx guns to try a shot. It wasn't too late for counter battery fire though," Clair said, and smiled a little. "Four Comanches are getting up now to locate whoever it was and three Hueys are coming from the airport with eight troops each to help corral whoever it is," Brenda said. "Ask Henny to warm up another Comanche Brenda, I want you to take me there," I said. I knew the arguments were going to start so I fired a preemptive shot. "No arguments." Clair called Henny with the news while Brenda and I left. When we got to the airstrip the Comanche was ready. I didn't have to be reminded to strap in tight this time. We got up and headed for the location the radar indicated the round had come from. As we approached I could tell we weren't needed there since the other four Comanches seemed to be looking at every square inch of ground between the shell craters the Crusaders made. "Brenda, why would someone fire just one mortar round at us?" I asked. "They probably intended to fire more but were either killed or scared off by the Crusaders," she told me. "Firing a mortar from this distance, wouldn't they need a forward observer to help them adjust their fire?" I asked. "They would if they wanted to hit anything. It couldn't have been from inside our fence though. The sensors would have picked them up. If there was an observer they would have had to be on high ground somewhere outside our perimeter," she said. "Let's look at the hilltops then, highest and closest first," I told her. She called Clair and told her what we wanted to do. Clair sent up a list of GPS locations for the hilltops around our place over the data link, with the highest and closest at the top of the list. I was impressed with the operation of the equipment and almost right away I saw the list pop up in my helmet's heads up display. Brenda started on the list and soon we were looking over hilltops not only with our eyes but with Infrared Imaging also. We found him on the sixth hill we checked. We could never have seen him with our eyes, but he showed plainly on the Infrared. Brenda hovered in front of the bushes he was dug in under and he was waving a white flag while the 20mm was still being unlimbered. He came out shortly and lay face down spread eagle on the ground. We set down about a hundred yards away, I got out, and Brenda got back up to call for one of the Hueys to come pick him up. We had forgotten the walkie-talkie again. I approached him with an M4 in my hands and told him to get up. He did but remained silent. I asked him who he was and why they were firing at us. He started in with the name, rank, and serial number shit. "You may have a name but since the military are all dead you can't have a rank or a serial number. No one in Geneva is left alive and you aren't going to be either if you don't start explaining yourself in about twenty seconds. Better yet I'll take you back home and torture what I want out of you. This isn't some type of big pecker check. I mean business." He stood his ground and kept his silence until I jacked the M4's action. It wasn't necessary since I'd already made sure it was ready to fire. I don't guess he noticed detail and the sound was impressive to the unarmed man. "Billy sent us to cover the retreat. We were going to put a few dozen mortar shells into your camp but we didn't expect the artillery. We didn't know you had any. I guess it scared Jeff off or killed him. He won't answer the radio anymore," he told me. "Someone in your group is a dumbass. We didn't even know Billy had retreated. We wouldn't have even started looking for him until this afternoon when we brought the women back and found you gone. Now you, at least will join my group or die," I told him. This didn't help his composure and he was visibly shaken. I told him not to be so nervous. "You'll probably like our place just fine and I won't be sending you out on suicide missions," I said, trying to cheer him up. He didn't believe me I'm sure. He was still very nervous and when a Huey landed and eight troops got out he was more nervous. I told the troops to secure him but treat him gently and I also had them examine his hidey-hole for anything he might have forgotten to bring out. They found some binoculars, an M16 and a radio of some kind. I entered the Huey and used the radio to talk to Seven. I told her I was sending in a captive and he would surely need the attention of a couple of her special nurses. I then called Brenda and told her I was ready for pickup. The troops were loading a handcuffed Gregg into the Huey as she set down. One of the other Comanches had found a group of seven and the other two Hueys were about to set down and unload troops when a white flag appeared. Apparently fighting to the death didn't appeal to Billy's followers, and I was really happy about it. The troops unloaded and cuffed the captives. Brenda set me down close and I walked up to them. There were six women with a man who I assumed was Jeff. I walked over to speak with him. "Jeff let's don't start with the name, rank, and serial number shit. I'm going to ask some questions and you're going to answer me or I'm going to shoot you and leave your body here for the animals. How does that sound?" I asked. ------- Chapter 69 "It sounds like I'm going to be very anxious to tell you what you want to know. If I don't know something do you want me to tell you the truth or would you rather I made up something that sounds good?" he asked. I laughed and had a trooper release Jeff's cuffs so I could shake his hand. When he was loose I did it. "Welcome to my group Jeff, I'm sure you're going to like being with us unless you just have a thing for risking your life to get off a mortar round or two." "I'm probably going to like it then." "Did the artillery surprise you?" I asked. "Did the sickness surprise you? I couldn't believe it when I heard the first one fire. It couldn't have been five or six seconds after my round hit. I knew in my heart somehow you must have my location though I didn't have any idea how. I just screamed for the women to run and I did the same. If we hadn't we'd all be dead now. I think the very first round hit right on top of the mortar. It's a wonder I didn't shit my pants." "Just think, now you'll be living where those guns are protecting you instead of shooting at you." "I can tell you it won't hurt my feelings one fucking bit. I told Billy this was stupid in the first place. I hope I didn't hit anything important. It was all just guess work, but I'll swear I tried not to even come down inside your fence." Jeff promised. "I didn't even have time to ask." I remembered my manners then and had all the women released. I walked to the Huey and asked Seven to send the Sikorsky to fetch Jeff and the six women. While we were waiting for it Jeff volunteered the women were his three and Gregg's three. They had brought their women with them because they feared they might not be able to find Billy after their mission was over. "I'll understand if you don't want to tell me, but in case you will, how in the hell did you locate us so fast?" Jeff asked. "Do you have any military training?" I asked. "Yes, I was mostly in artillery for nine years. I got out about twenty months ago," he said. "You'll feel at home with us then. Your shell's arc was picked up by our Phalanx gun's radar first and then by the Patriot missile batteries' radar. They share command and control with the artillery. The firing was from modified Crusaders," I said, and yes I was bragging. "What kind of a place do you have? Phalanx guns go on ships don't they? The Crusader program was cancelled and how in the hell did you get any Patriot missiles functioning?" Jeff asked. "You'll just have to see it to understand. You can have a look after the nurses check you out," I said, not bothering to tell him they would insert some loyalty while they were at it. "Oh I'm not hurt," Jeff said. "Never the less we don't want to take any chances." The Sikorsky set down then and the troops escorted them in. It left with them and I got back aboard with Brenda. "All's well that ends well and all that shit," I said. I explained Billy and the remains of his group had left in the night. She gave the command center the information and the other Comanches got up to look for them. I warned them to find them only and not to try engaging. Once we spotted them they couldn't get away. We would just hang around out of range this time until they wanted to talk. When I got back to the house Seven was in my study. She said today's call had gone out and a few had already showed up at the hotel. I told her about Billy's move, but she'd already heard. We discussed it and I decided to wait for more troops to arrive before trying to engulf him. I asked her what we could do to make attacks like this morning's more difficult. She thought just keeping more than one in the command center at all times would help. I felt we should have someone up with Infrared looking around our perimeter every couple of hours at least. We decided to try it and see what kind of strain it put on our resources. I changed the subject. "Seven are you on the pill?" I asked. "Yes." she said, and actually blushed a little. "See Janet and get off it please. I have a strange desire to distend your beautiful figure," I said. "Yes sir," she said, and mockingly saluted me before she went off looking for Janet. Maybe I was going overboard on this baby thing, but it had my attention now. I hoped I wasn't rushing things, but I could tell it was popular with the women. Hell, anything which made them happier was bound to be good for me. I'd always been more comfortable around women than men. Women never paid me much attention until I was rich, or at least it was my view of things, but I'd always been able to get along with them. For some reason I'd never been able to trust other men. At least now I didn't need to. Much. I started worrying about the sickness again then. It just popped up and I couldn't get it out of my head it wasn't just a sickness. It had to be a planned operation. I couldn't convince myself the deaths had just occurred with no direction. Someone planned for most of the people on earth to die and they made it happen. I wasn't any closer to discovering who did the planning though. If it was someone like Carlisle - were they still around and gathering an army of their own intending to rule the world? If they were I needed to find out about it. Chances were if there was someone or some group who intended to rule the world I wouldn't like the way they did it. I'm sure the converse would be true also. It could only mean a struggle and probably a bloody one. I was going to have a large group of followers if they'd lived. Would it be enough to make sure I could at least keep my hold on what I had. Would I be able to defend my followers and myself? I had to be able to and I didn't intend to be absorbed. Of course those I'd absorbed hadn't intended for me to do it to them either. It was going to come down to the biggest with the mostest in the end. Seven had assured me I would have plenty of assets to defend us. She told me I would have an organization to manage the assets. Many things depended on Seven being truthful and correct. I hoped she was. I was convinced she was firmly under my control now and I wanted things to stay that way. I did want to know what the sickness had been all about, but I couldn't think of a way to get any more information. Hopefully we would learn some things from the people who were reporting to us. I hoped the new information would shed some light, but I doubted it. I didn't see how individuals could know much about what had been going on. I sure as hell didn't learn much until I got here and started spreading my influence. I went to the cafeteria to eat and I was tired of thinking and just wanted to put my swirling thoughts on hold. Nancy, Karen, Shelly, Sarah, Susan, and Jasmine were seated at a table eating and laughing among themselves. I headed their way knowing I would catch hell and bracing for it. "Hi Jack, when is Mike going to start on the addition?" Nancy asked, throwing me off at once. "What addition?" I asked. "For the babies Jack. With all the mommas you've got stored up in your play pen we won't have enough room when the babies start coming." "I don't know Nancy, I should get some of the organization in today and I'll find a nursery planner somewhere among them I'm sure. If nothing works itself out I'll just get Mike to build a dog house," I told her. "What in the hell do we need with a dog house? We don't have a single dog on this place," she said. "I can just move permanently into the dog house and you can have my bedroom for the first few babies," I said, and laughed since I'd finally gotten at least a little joke over on her. "Very funny Jack. You aren't getting out of it that easily. You're going to be right in there with the rest of us, so you can get up at night and change diapers like a dutiful husband. By the way, you'd better send out a Pampers patrol to start gathering some up," she told me. "I'm sure you're right. At least tampon consumption should slow a little," I said, jabbing back and hoping to keep her off balance. "Not if you keep gathering women in double digit groups. I'll have to say the last bunch has livened up the place a little though. Nothing like a few sorority girls to remind you how to party." "I'm glad you approve. I just wish I had time to give them a little attention," I said, and tried to look lecherous. "You're going to have to make time. None of them are on the pill either and we don't want to be pregnant by ourselves, so buckle down and get to fucking Jack. A man should use his talents," she told me. All the others were in stitches by now and it was all I could do to keep from laughing myself. I decided to quit helping her at least. She could do fine making mincemeat of me without my giving her ammunition. Julia brought me a steak, some beans, and a beer, then she sat in my lap to help feed me and to make sure my dick didn't get soft I guess. "Now Jack, don't start in on the new college girls before you give it to me and Amber. We have seniority you know," Julia said, licking some stray steak sauce off the corner of my mouth. "Don't you worry Julia, I'll make him do the right thing," Nancy said, assuring her. Susan came over then and tried to demonstrate she was starting to show a little. She wasn't showing at all yet of course. This did give Nancy another round or two to fire though. "Hey Susan, we need to find long dick some oysters and quit letting him have all this beef," Nancy said. "Why, is he running short of lead for his pencil?" "Not yet, but Seven found all thirty-six of the latest arrivals a bed in Jack's pussy pen and not a fucking one of them is on the pill. He can keep it hard enough, I'm just worried he'll go to shooting blanks," Nancy said, firing another shot and keeping everyone but me in stitches. "Surely Janet, Karen, and Diane can find some kind of a shot to give him," Susan said. "Hell Susan, its Jack who needs to do the shooting," Karen said, adding to the howls. "What we need is a vet, not a doctor," Nancy said, lofting her setup. "Why do we need a vet?" Sarah asked, playing straight man. "A vet could show us how to collect Jack and then we could just inseminate all the women," Nancy said, firing again. "Somehow getting a pipette pushed up my pussy just doesn't appeal to me," Karen said. "Yeah, but just think about shoving that electric probe up Jack's ass to shock the come out of him," Nancy said. This brought down the house, especially when I made my harshest grimace. They lost their breath laughing. When bull's semen is collected they are stimulated with an electric probe, which has been inserted. I'd seen them before and they are possibly the rudest looking semi-medical instruments on earth. I shuddered again when I recalled them. Finally the women were too tired to laugh at me anymore. For some reason it had all been really enjoyable for me. I never minded being the butt of Nancy's jokes and it never bothered Nancy to make me the butt. I knew there wasn't a mean thought in her head toward me and now she'd told me she was pregnant she could do no wrong anyway. I decided to give one last little shot of my own. "Well, at least I've done a little business with my own probe Nancy," I said. I got her goat for once. She blushed crimson and it spread all the way down to the tops of her breasts. Even her ears were flaming. Everyone but Nancy howled at once and then she couldn't help herself and burst into laughter of her own. We all finally settled down again. "That's all right for now big dick, just wait until the babies ass is red and its diaper is shitty, you'll pay for your probing then," Nancy said, having to get in the last word. "It will be my pleasure darling," I told her, and buddy did I ever say the right thing for once, as every woman at the table got misty eyed. I decided to cut and run while I was at least even. I kissed them all thoroughly and went back to my study. Seven was there and told me she'd been to see Janet and would be clawing my back in about three weeks. I smiled at her and reminded her to be sure to tell Nancy so they could work on their ragging on Jack routines. She laughed. She told me we needed to go to the hotel and greet the new arrivals. I asked and she said not only had all five hundred we expected today reported, but also the missing two from yesterday had put in an appearance. I was very surprised. I now had over a thousand of Carlisle's followers on hand and hadn't lost a one in the shuffle, except Franklin of course, and I hadn't lost Franklin, I'd killed him. I nearly swirled into thinking about the sickness again, but managed to stop myself. Seven and I headed for the airstrip and from there to the hotel. We landed at the heliport and took the elevator to my suite. I was amazed at the speed of the transformation. It was now a large open space and I could see groupings of furniture being put into place to make it appear as if it had always been the way it was going to end up. A decorator's touch was obvious and it seemed slightly strange somehow. A man had planned to murder nearly everyone on earth and in the mean time had hired a decorator to plan the rearrangement of the furniture for his harem's quarters. Almost certainly he intended for the decorator to die later in the plague he planned to release. We descended to the second floor and to the meeting room where the new arrivals were assembled. Seven did the honors and the change of reference. Then I was once again in a receiving line of one and it took hours to meet and greet five hundred and two followers. The most important one to me in this group was Margaret. She was to be my liaison with the organization's leadership and was in fact the top person in the organizational hierarchy. Margaret was tiny, probably not even five feet tall, black hair and nearly white skin was a combination I loved. Her breasts were slightly shy of a C cup but looked enormous on her tiny frame. I doubt she weighed over ninety pounds. Her green eyes were startling on her beautiful face and were adorned with thick lashes. Her pouty lips were generous and her small perfect nose seemed like an afterthought. Her lips gave a clue to her demeanor. She seemed nearly sulky. I wondered if she were mad at me already and was afraid I had acquired a Nancy with a mean disposition. I didn't have time to ponder over her mood since she was the first in a long line of people to greet. I saw Margaret and Seven drift off and into conversation together leaving me to face the multitude. I considered asking for fishes and loaves. At long last the line came to an end. Seven and Margaret were back by my side. It was past eight pm and Seven told me dinner for us was to be served in my suite. Seven and Margaret boarded the elevator with me and we ascended. Jonathon, or whoever was running the hotel now had a table set and our food was waiting. I had a New York strip cooked exactly to my taste, a mountain of ranch style beans, and a cold can of Pearl beer. It was just what I'd wanted. After we'd finished Margaret gave me a preview of what we were capable of now and what should be coming in shortly. Seven had already briefed Margaret on our troubles with Billy and on my abhorrence of risking even a single life of my troops or of anyone. "Situations may arise which force us to risk some of our assets," Margaret reminded me. "I understand Margaret. I only want to emphasize I intend for those types of situation to be held to the absolute minimum. We are never to get ourselves into a Janet Reno at Waco situation. Never place our troops in harm's way unless there is no option and no time left. "I'm not trying to get off on the wrong foot with you. Your position in the organization automatically gives you my confidence. Never think you have to prove yourself to me with decisive action. "I envision our decisions to be mainly taken among Seven, you, and I. I want to assure you your judgment is not on trial and I want to underline my desire for preservation of living assets. "I want to weigh the risk of life and limb toward the men. I'm sure they have been placed in an unfair position I understand they are not even aware of - never the less, they are sterile and if it comes down to it their loss, while devastating, cannot equal the loss of a female," I told her. "It's a noble position to take, but there will come a time or many times when troops will necessarily have to risk their lives," Margaret said. "I know and realize the inevitability. I want to make sure any time lives are put at risk it is mandatory and time for other options is actually gone," I said. "In other words you are just cautioning me to consider carefully before I go into combat," Margaret said. "Yes. Think twice before you make the troops jump." I said. The rest of our time together was spent going over who was coming when and what they would be able to do for me. Margaret was able to move forward the call up of the communications people we would need to get the satellite phone system working and who would enable the satellite data transfers. Plans were already in place for a system similar to the one Frank wanted and Margaret said they could easily be altered to include gathering the additional data for Frank. Seven and I left her at it and headed back to the house. When we arrived we went to the command center and found Billy had proved elusive. We hadn't found a trace of him. His last residence had been searched and all the supplies, ammunition and arms he'd been forced to leave had been confiscated, including the two tanks, which now sat down by the airstrip's hangar. It seemed the searching had yielded fruit though. Forty-six individuals, in small groups had been located and offered a place with us. All had accepted and most had been brought in today. Fifteen or so hadn't been able to pack up and be brought in. They would be gathered tomorrow and the search for Billy would resume. Margaret had told me starting the day after tomorrow we would have full time coverage from the Hawkeye's, concentrating on a Ft Worth to Nebraska pattern first. Previously stored equipment included six more Hawkeyes. Pilots and crews for a 24/7 operation would arrive with tomorrow's call up. Also pilots for escort flights would arrive then too. I also learned somehow Carlisle had secured twenty-four F-22 fighters. These had been ordered by the air force but weren't scheduled to go into service for another year. They were single crew planes, had a very low radar signature and were capable of supersonic cruise - this meant they were able to fly at supersonic speed without the necessity of an afterburner. It greatly extended their time in the air without refueling. We were also scheduled to get pilots for and to take possession of all the F-117 stealth fighters. These Attack aircraft would make defending our territory much easier with their ability to dispatch ground targets without being detected. It felt like things were coming together fast now. I marveled that of more than fifteen hundred personnel we hadn't lost any to the plague. I wondered how it could be. It didn't seem to fit with the information we had. I hoped some day I would solve this riddle, but I didn't have a clue about where I could start looking for facts. ------- Chapter 70 The next five days were filled with women and girls on their backs with their knees up. In the sex department it seemed I had become the converse of a Queen Bee. My specific function seemed now to be reserved for fertilizing females, many of them. I also spent hours each day greeting hundreds of followers, shaking their hands and trying to say something clever in the fifteen or twenty seconds I spent with them. My right hand was swollen from all the handshaking. Mike now had thirty people out checking on cattle, hogs, chickens, and turkeys. He had found the people he'd sought in East Texas. They had indeed been tending chickens and turkeys. They even had brooder houses in operation and two large laying houses. His last report to me said we had thousands of dozens of eggs and over sixty thousand chickens and turkeys, some nearing maturity. They would soon need processing. Margaret told me a processing plant near Mt Pleasant had been earmarked for our use and we would have enough knowledgeable people to operate it. Other reporting followers were trained to harvest the standing crops which were salvageable and they were already working on it. Hundreds of abandoned hay meadows were being given a last cutting and food stocks seemed now to be the least of our worries. After learning of my fetish for Ranch Style Beans, Margaret, who seemed to have information on every available bulk storage facility in the states, dispatched trucks to retrieve pinto beans from scattered warehouses all over. The main place for canning Ranch Style Beans was indeed in Ft Worth and Margaret intended to process the pintos until we ran out of cans to put them in. Frank was all set up to transfer data now. He was already going all over Dallas/Ft Worth with his uplink team, portable generators, and fuel trucks. He'd even gotten one of the major ISP's servers running and all the newsgroups were back online via these servers. Of course there was nobody left to post to them. Oh well, at least now when I got on ASSD I could finally get in the last word on Desdmona. We had Hawkeyes in the air all the time now and though they had located a few smaller groups and were keeping tabs on them, they hadn't discovered anything which looked like an immediate threat. Margaret told me within a few days we would get members in who would know how to access the spy satellites still whirling away overhead. She predicted soon we would get an idea of what was going on all over the world. These upcoming arrivals would also have people who would be able to check on the ballistic missiles I had been worrying about. She expected to be able to launch them soon even though she couldn't foresee any need for anything of the sort. Billy's group had been located and had been contacted. He didn't want to have anything to do with us. His entire group wasn't of the same mind though. Two more of his men had slipped away to join us and brought six women with them. After the nurses checked the men out they were faithful followers. After these men spent a night or two with their own women, those women's loyalty was assured too. Billy's group now stood at eight men and around forty women. We had them located and basically surrounded. We only allowed them a small area for operations. I felt sure sooner or later he would just give up. We kept plenty of hardware and personnel around him to make sure he was contained. What could go wrong now? I was sure I would be one of the first to know. I hoped it wouldn't be anything devastating, but I knew something must be coming to upset the works. It arrived from the most unexpected direction. Aimee returned to me tonight and we were alone in my bedroom. I didn't tease or role-play forced sex with her this time. I treated her like the wonderful jewel she was and concentrated on letting her know I loved her and wanted her to have my child. I wasn't trying to trick Aimee. I didn't think she really needed to be turned back to me. She explained her feelings to me and I just assumed Johnny hadn't really been able to complete the trick on her. When we made love though, Aimee did lose consciousness. She went out like the proverbial light and she stayed out. I didn't really worry about it for nearly an hour - after then though I began having doubts. I hadn't preformed the procedure at all but she was still unresponsive. I had been in her as deeply as I could get, but that alone had never caused anything like this. Fifteen minutes later with no change I put on a T-shirt, some pants, and went looking for Karen, Diane, and Janet. Nancy was with them and she came also. When we got back to Aimee she was unchanged. The doctors checked her pulse and respiration and found nothing wrong. We were just about to have Henny warm up a Huey and put Aimee on a stretcher to take her to the hospital. We had put one into service in anticipation of later need. Then Aimee moved and moaned. She seemed to be talking in her sleep. She didn't come around right at first, but seemed to be dreaming now, tossing and turning and mumbling nonsense. I couldn't decide if I was relieved or not. I stayed right by her on the bed and put my arms around her. Aimee's eyes opened and at first she looked frightened. Her eyes were wide and she didn't seem to be focusing on me or on anyone. She gasped as if in horror. It was like her eyes were open but she was still dreaming. "The virus. Wah wa we all have it," Aimee said, stuttering. "What did you say Aimee?" I asked, but got no response. She closed her eyes again then and lay back limply. She tossed and wiggled every now and again, but was obviously still out. I was worried. We were all worried. She'd said we all had the virus. What virus? Did she mean the one which caused all the deaths? It was the only thing I could think of. How did she know it was a virus? I didn't know what to think. Was Aimee just having a nightmare? It was the most likely thing. If it was a nightmare why did she slip back to sleep? Was it sleep or another form of unconsciousness? What was wrong with Aimee and how could we help her? I sent for Seven and when she arrived I told her the whole thing. She called Margaret right away and explained it to her. Margaret headed to the house and was bringing two of the doctors who had come in a day ago. One was a psychiatrist and the other had been one of the researchers Carlisle had hired to work on the trick. Aimee was unchanged when they got to us about forty minutes later. They huddled together with Seven, Karen, Diane, and Janet discussing what we knew about Aimee. I noticed no one mentioned the trick by Johnny which hadn't worked. Maybe they didn't know about it. I told them about it and explained how it had happened. Most of them were surprised that even though the physical trick had appeared to work, Aimee hadn't been changed by it. Of course Karen, Diane, Nancy, Janet, Margaret, and Seven were surprised the most. The researcher, Marc, had an inkling of what the process was. Lester, the psychiatrist was nonplused and clearly didn't believe it. I hated taking time to explain it to him and was short on time for convincing him it was true. I just opened Marc for instructions and made him jump through a few hoops. Then I did the same for Lester. When I closed them I released the command which kept them from remembering the procedure. Explanation over. Marc and Lester were both amazed. Seven went on to explain to them everything she knew about the trick. It all seemed for nothing. Neither of them had any idea how to help Aimee. Then Aimee opened her eyes again. I got back on the bed with her and took her in my arms. "We all have the virus Jack. It talked to me," Aimee said. How could I respond? I didn't have a clue about what to say. We were all going to die if it was true. Everything we were doing was for nothing. We were dead. "It's in everyone Jack, everyone. It talked to me and I can talk to it. They killed all those people on purpose. We weren't developing like they wanted and so they just killed most of us," Aimee said, and then slumped back. She didn't go back under this time. She just lay there looking up at me. I lay down beside her and held her and told her everything would be all right. I sure as hell didn't know it, but it was all I could think of to do. Everyone else was speechless. They were stunned. Of course they were stunned. We all knew what the sickness had done. Now Aimee was telling us it was a virus and we all had it. It didn't make sense she claimed to be able to talk with it. None of the rest of it made sense either. There was nothing to do but wait and see if she would say more. I asked everyone to leave us alone. I promised them I would call them back if anything else surfaced. I felt like Aimee needed some time to rest. Even if it had been a nightmare, a nightmare like it would be very unsettling. I didn't really think it was a nightmare though. I had a feeling there was something to it, but I couldn't figure out how there could be. I hugged Aimee closer to me and just held her. I guess I'd drifted off to sleep. I woke when Aimee stirred. "I need to pee Jack." "Need any help?" I asked, wondering if she could get up and walk after her ordeal. "I've been going to the potty by myself for quite a while Jack, I think I remember how it works," Aimee said, teasing me. "OK Nancy, uh Aimee, I just wanted to make sure you could navigate. Do you feel alright now?" I asked. "I feel a lot better now, but I have some strange things to tell you later," she said. They couldn't be any stranger than what she had already shared. I wasn't sure I wanted to know any more about it. That wasn't the truth though. I was dying to know. I had been beating myself up for weeks wondering about the sickness. Now it seemed Aimee might have some answers. Trouble was, I was pretty sure I wasn't going to like them. Aimee came back a couple of minutes later and sat on the edge of the bed. She seemed alert and composed now. I asked her if she could tell me what happened to her. "After I passed out, I don't know how long after, I sensed something like a voice in my head. I thought I was dreaming at first, but it wasn't a dream, it just seemed like I heard someone whispering. I couldn't make out what they were saying. I tried to wake up and couldn't. I felt scared and disoriented since I was right on the edge of consciousness, but couldn't get over. "I tried to speak to them, I called out. I don't guess I was really speaking, but it seemed like I was. The voices went silent as if they'd heard me and were trying to remain unnoticed now. It made me mad and I spoke again. I asked them who they were and what they were whispering about. They still didn't say anything, they wouldn't reply. It made me madder and in my mind I screamed at them. "A voice replied then. It asked me to calm down and said it would talk to me, but asked again for me to calm down. I realized then it was a voice inside my head and it wasn't really speaking. It was communicating, but not with speech. I asked who it was and it told me it was what I would call a virus. It said we usually referred to it as the sickness. Then I asked it whom it meant by we and it said the humans. "I think I freaked out for a while then. When I settled down again I called to it and it answered. I asked how it could speak to me and it told me it was a part of me now. It said it was communicating directly through thoughts. It explained the communication wasn't supposed to occur and it didn't know how it had started. That was why it had been hesitant to reply to me at first. "I knew I needed to ask it a lot of questions, but I couldn't think of them. I was scrambling for something to keep it communicating because I didn't know if it would stop or what. I asked it to tell me about itself and how it got in me. Once it started I almost wished I hadn't asked. "It is a virus Jack, but not from earth. It was put here about twenty-five or thirty days before the dying started. Aliens put it here. It's some kind of alien virus. They put it here to thin out the population. They wanted all those people to die. They killed them on purpose," Aimee said. "But why Aimee? And why didn't all of us die. How did you live if you're infected?" I asked. "We're all infected Jack. It told me it's in all of us. We were all infected and the virus gathered data on us and then sent it to the alien's vessel. They selected the ones they wanted to let live and just killed all the rest. They did it slowly and in an organized fashion so things would be cleaned up and so those of us who lived would have an easier time getting going again. They planned the whole thing Jack," Aimee said. "Who planned it Aimee, and why?" I asked. "The virus said we would probably call them aliens and the aliens had planned it. It didn't know the reasons for it. The virus was just introduced into all of us. They gathered information about their individual hosts and then transmitted it to the alien's ship. The aliens decided who was going to live and who was going to die and they put out the drone and instructed it to conduct the terminations. Then the alien ship left," Aimee said. "What drone? What is the drone?" I asked, trying to sound calm, but I'm sure I wasn't. "The virus told me there is an alien drone, some sort of space vessel I guess, on the other side of Jupiter. The aliens gave it the instructions for terminating the selected ones in an orderly fashion. "The virus doesn't know why individuals were selected. The drone signaled the viruses in the selected individuals who were to be terminated and instructed them to carry out their termination. The drone gave the signal to terminate in a pattern determined before the ship left. The drone did have the ability to modify the order if it decided it needed to for unexpected situations," Aimee told me. "Does it know how many people are left alive?" I asked. "I didn't think to ask it. When I talk to it again I'll ask. I think you should try to figure out what you would like to ask it and then tell me," Aimee said. "You mean you are going to be able to talk to it again?" I asked. "I think so and it seemed to think I would be able to. It indicated after I had made contact I would be able to address it anytime I wasn't conscious. It doesn't think we can communicate when I am conscious, but it isn't sure we can't," Aimee said. "Did it say whether it was going to kill the rest of us?" I asked. "It said all the terminations had been performed now. The drone still has the authority to order more terminations, but it actually isn't supposed to unless something drastic happens. It didn't tell me what constituted drastic though. It did tell me further terminations were not likely," Aimee said. There was a relief at least, a big relief. It was probably the best news I'd had since Nancy followed me into my bedroom the first time in Austin. God that seemed like a lifetime ago now. I didn't know whether to shit or go blind. I must have had a million questions in my head to ask Aimee to ask the virus. It was still hard to believe though. I wondered if I should tell the others and if yes, which of the others I should tell. I decided not to tell a fucking soul yet and I asked Aimee not to either. I wanted time to think. I wanted to lie here in the bedroom with Aimee and think. I didn't want any disturbances. I lay back down and pulled Aimee down beside me and held her. It was all I wanted to do now. Lie here holding Aimee and think about what she had told me. I had intended to lie with Aimee and do just that. She jostled me later and woke me since I had fallen asleep. "Jack, wake up Jack." "Huh, Ok, I'm awake." "I fell asleep Jack and the virus talked to me again. I asked it how many were left alive. It didn't know but told me it could find out if I wanted it to." "Well did you tell it to find out?" "I was afraid to Jack." "Why would you be afraid to ask it, did it threaten you?" "It didn't threaten me, but it told me what it would have to do to find out and I wanted to ask you first. "It said it could find out two different ways. It said it wasn't currently occupying enough of my brain to do the job with its resources. It told me currently it was only using about one cc of my cerebral cortex, mostly in the limbic association cortex. This was broken down into twenty little areas which were linked together by its own neural network it constructed after I was infected. It says large areas of the human brain are unused and that I would never notice or be affected by the loss of the portion it was using. "If I want it can construct a few more nodes and will be able to do much more for me. It claims I still won't be able to notice any difference when I am conscious. "The other way it can get the information is to request it from the drone. It told me the drone has extensive data stored. It said that the drone has all data which has been collected by all the viruses since their introduction. I asked it for clarification and it told me the drone knew exactly how many people were terminated and how many people were left alive, and it had a rather complete set of data for each of these individuals. "I didn't realize it at first, but the viruses are still reporting to the drone and it is still storing the data they send. Apparently everything we do is being reported to the drone," Aimee said. "Are you telling me the viruses are reporting everything about us to the aliens?" I asked, amazed. "Not exactly Jack. They are reporting it to the alien's drone. The drone does not report to the aliens, it only sends data when they request it and it only sends the data the aliens request, it doesn't volunteer information. The virus didn't know how often the data would be requested, but speculated it would be every four or five hundred years. "Apparently the aliens have more things on their minds than earth," Aimee said. "Will it set off some kind of alarm if we request data from the drone?" I asked. "I wondered about that too Jack. The virus told me they request and send data back and forth constantly. It said any data it requested about earth would be just part of the normal operation of the system. If it requests the data from the drone it can get a response back in about ten minutes. If it increases its size and polls the other viruses directly for the information it could take an hour or two to get all the responses and to tabulate them," Aimee said. Ten minutes, to communicate to the other side of Jupiter and back, that was considerably faster than light could travel. What type of communication was it? It sure as hell wasn't over the CB. And where were the transmitter and receiver? Could it possibly mean a transmitter and receiver had been built out of the spare cc of Aimee's brain the virus had commandeered? I had a headache again. "Jack," Aimee said. "Yes Aimee." "Jack, I want to let it make itself bigger in me," Aimee said. "Why do you want to do that Aimee?" I asked her, unbelieving. "I like it Jack and it could help us, it can help me," Aimee said. "How could it help you Aimee?" ------- Chapter 71 "For one thing it has already informed me I'm pregnant, as of earlier this evening, or last night now. It even knows it will develop into a boy," Aimee told me, proudly. "That doesn't make sense Aimee. How could it know already?" I asked. "It is inside of me Jack and connected to my nervous system. It knows everything about my body, everything," Aimee said, explaining. "Well hell Aimee, you have access to your nervous system too, but you can't tell if you're pregnant," I said. "It says it has access to all my nervous system, not just the things I deal with consciously. It also has access to and constantly monitors all chemical information about my body. "The virus also told me it could communicate with any other virus on earth in any host. That's how it would gather the information about survivors if I want it to expand," Aimee said. "Did it tell you yet how you were able to communicate with it?" I asked. "It told me it now has a theory and it is going to send a request to the probe for clarification," she said. "That worries me Aimee. I'm afraid any request to the drone will set off an alarm or something." "I worried about it too Jack. The virus said it always communicated with the drone at least every forty-eight hours to give its status reports and it usually requested some information each time. It assured me nothing we asked the drone would seem out of the ordinary," Aimee said. I just didn't know about that. It seemed to good to be true. We could use any information we could get and Aimee was telling me we could have access to information about every survivor. At the least we could get a real count on them and probably discover where they all were located. It wouldn't work though. It would all have to come through Aimee and it couldn't be possible for her to remember so much data and then cough it back up to us. The access, if it was as the virus had described to Aimee would be nice, but it would be too detailed for us to use without getting it into a computer system. I was more confused now than before. Aimee and the virus could communicate. The virus could communicate with the drone on the other side of Jupiter. It could communicate with all the other viruses in all the other humans on earth. It could communicate faster than the speed of light. Now there was a real shocker, but it seemed to be what it had told Aimee. The drone had information about every person still living on earth. I wondered what kind of information it had on the people left alive. Did it know what they were up to? Did it care what we were all doing? Why did the aliens kill off so many people and why did they leave some of us alive? What did they want out of us? If they left us alive they must want us to do something. They must want us to do something we hadn't been doing. What did they want? It was frustrating to know there was a way to gain this knowledge and then think seeking the knowledge might jeopardize our lives. No matter what the virus told Aimee I had to be skeptical. If we could believe what it told Aimee so far - billions of people had been killed at the direction of the aliens. I didn't want to do anything to bring them back to kill the rest of us. It didn't really add up though. They could obviously have killed us all in the first place if it had been their intention. This brought me back to the question of what they wanted us to do. This was a little like asking what God wanted us to do. Trouble was the aliens didn't even leave a bible for us to try and figure out. They didn't even let us know they'd been here. They had let us know though. The virus told Aimee. Maybe the aliens didn't intend for us to find out, but maybe they did. Surely if they intended for us to never find out they could have insured it. It wasn't like we had outsmarted them. We had discovered the communication by accident. Had others discovered it? If someone else had discovered this communication and was using it sooner or later they would have a big advantage over us. This could be the best source of information available. It was a link to information about every person left alive on earth. That kind of access had never been possible before. It made me wonder if the viruses could tell what their hosts were thinking. If they could, would they tell us if we asked through Aimee's virus? How could I find out? Hell, now I was wishing I could talk to my virus and then I wondered if I could. I wondered if we all could. We had to let the virus ask the drone for information about the communication. I don't guess we had to allow it - it could probably do it whether we wanted it to or not. "Aimee, did it give you any indication of whether what you wanted it to do mattered. Will it pay any attention to what you ask it to do?" I asked. "It seemed to me it wouldn't expand any further unless I gave it permission. I didn't think to ask it about anything else. It told me it normally communicated with the drone every forty-eight hours or so, but it didn't say it had to. It didn't ask for permission to keep doing it either. Do you think I should ask it whether I have any say in what it does?" Aimee ask. "Yes, I think you should ask it that at least. If you do have a say so I think you should ask it how far it extends," I said. "I will then Jack. I guess I've really wanted to know about it myself. I wonder how much control I still have over my own body?" Aimee asked, but I didn't have the answer. "I think we should get the answer before we ask it anything else." "I guess I should try to go to sleep again then," Aimee said, and gave me a little smile. "I think you should." We lay back down, but I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep. I doubted Aimee would be able to either. I had to try though. I lay as still as I could and was surprised when Aimee seemed to drift right off to sleep. She only slept for about five minutes and then she woke again. "Jack it is really weird. I didn't think I had a hope of falling right back to sleep. I didn't have any trouble though. When I was asleep and called for the virus it spoke to me right away. It explained before I asked that from now on when I wanted to sleep I would be able to with no trouble since it would know what I wanted and would help. "It also told me it really wasn't equipped to make decisions for itself and since it was in my body and I had contact, it felt it should do as I asked now. It told me it wouldn't communicate with the drone if I asked it not to. It did say soon the drone would try to communicate with it if it stopped reporting. "I told it to continue as normal, but asked it not to reveal my communications with it to the drone. It told me it would comply with my wishes. It also said my allowing it to increase its capabilities wouldn't affect our relationship," Aimee said. Now the main worry was whether it was telling the truth. If it was I could see no disadvantage to using it to the max, if it was lying to Aimee I could see no way to find out. I would have to squat down and decide what my feelings on the situation were and make up my mind whether I was going to trust the virus or not. Shit, this was tricky and all that hung in the balance was our lives. It seemed like all the lives left on earth hung in the balance. This wasn't what I envisioned for my life. Sure, I had lately been dreaming of ruling the world and of how much fun it would be. I now realized the fun part was over. I was probably ruling more survivors than anyone else now and it had quickly become a demanding job with heavy responsibilities. Living in Austin, alone in my house with my first group of girls had been much more fun. Now who I got to fuck was scheduled and I had little say in it. The sleeping arrangements weren't such a change from Austin though. It was a change in numbers, but not much of a change in procedure. While we had been living in my house the girls had scheduled who slept with me at night. I'd had the option of a veto if I'd wanted it. It wasn't really an option for me though. The only thought I'd ever had about turning one of the women down had been about turning her face down. I had also been free to fuck any one of them at any time I'd wanted. Actually I was still free to, or at least I thought I was. Fuck, life was getting complicated. I wish I was back in Kerrville, in an inner tube, floating on the Guadalupe River. Life was easy then too, all I'd had to worry about was being poor and it wasn't much of a worry since I'd always been poor and it seemed natural to me. I hadn't really worried about money until I was out of high school. Then money had taken on real meaning. Now I was back to the point where money didn't matter. It didn't matter to anyone anymore. It was worthless. Time mattered now, and information. Security and protection mattered. Food mattered. It seemed we had plenty now though. Plenty of food, plenty of security, and plenty of protection. We could take care of ourselves here on earth. What would it be like if the aliens came back though. It would be whatever they wanted. If they changed their minds we would end up like they wanted us to, no matter what it was they wanted. Responsibility was irritating me, not the additional women. It was my conscience. My anguish didn't come from more women to fuck, it came from worrying about taking care of everyone and keeping them safe. Maybe I should turn it all over to Margaret and just stay home and fuck. I couldn't do it though. I just couldn't let go of the control I now had. I liked having control and I enjoyed being the last word on any situation. I was going to have to be the last word on this too. I had to make up my mind about using the virus. I knew I was going to do it. I couldn't let that kind of power slip away now I knew about it. If it got us all killed then we would just all be dead. "Aimee, when you talk to the virus again ask it to find out how many people are left and ask it to tell you how many are in North America. Ask it to also find out about the communication mechanism you have come upon, and ask it if I can talk to my virus." We lay back down to sleep again. I was sure I would toss and turn and I was slightly envious when Aimee seemed to drop right off. Surprisingly I drifted off only a minute or two later. The sunlight woke me. Last night came rushing back to me now and I had to know if Aimee had learned anything else. I looked at her and she was awake and watching me. "I learned some surprising things Jack. Some of what I learned was very surprising. The virus left one hundred twenty four million, six hundred eighty five thousand and seven survivors out of six billion two hundred and thirty four million two hundred and fifty thousand three hundred and eighty seven people. Since the virus ceased its terminations another sixty percent of the population has died at each other's hands. The last figure available was forty nine million eight hundred and seventy four thousand and seven people living on earth. "In the United States there were two hundred fifty two million seven hundred sixty-five thousand three hundred and six people before the virus. After the terminations there were five million fifty five thousand three hundred and six people on earth. After post virus fighting and killing there are now four million six hundred fifty one thousand four hundred and thirty three people living in the United States. There has been considerably less infighting in the United States than in any other of the former countries," Aimee said. "Jesus Aimee, who had been doing all the killing since the virus stopped. Were a lot of the survivors sick or dying anyway?" I asked. "No, in fact none of the original survivors had any disease at all. The virus told me it also cured all noticeable disease present in anyone it left to survive. Apparently it can function as a super intelligent immune system also," Aimee said. "You mean an additional sixty percent of the survivors have already killed each other?" I asked, amazed. "According to the reports of the viruses. Apparently Africa, the Middle East, Russia, and China have been busy settling old scores. "Reportedly most of the Arabs decided this was a good time to get rid of the Israelis once and for all. Of course the Israelis didn't see it that way, same thing for the blacks getting rid of the whites in Africa. Nobody seems to like anybody anywhere in or around Russia and the Chinese seem to be killing everyone in sight, mostly each other," Aimee said. "What about here Aimee? Is there a lot of killing going on near us we just haven't noticed?" I asked. "Not really Jack. Only a few isolated incidents in any of the Americas. The reports are no engagements killing over a hundred or so have occurred in this hemisphere. It also told me something else. "It occurred to me to ask it about the weapons of mass destruction. You know, the types of weapons Bush Senior and then Clinton and then Bush Junior had whined on and on about. The virus said the probe had made sure all types of nuclear weapons were permanently disabled from the start. Apparently it had the keepers of such weapons destroy them or their firing mechanisms. All chemical and biological weapons were either destroyed or buried under the bodies. It told me it didn't mean more couldn't be produced - it just meant the ones which were present are no longer functional or available," Aimee said. "I can't see where they will be a loss. I had worried about them, but didn't have any idea how to deal with them. Did you ask it about the communication you had established?" I asked. "Yes. After consulting with the drone, the virus says its original hypothesis was correct. The communication was somehow enabled via the trick. Apparently the trick is possible through an ancient tendency which originally came about to facilitate bonding between females and males of the higher species. The need for males to protect and provide for females with offspring which required long development times was anticipated. It was apparently planned before earth was ever seeded in the first place. It was never intended to be as strong as it seems to have become. The male counterpart of it was never even envisioned. "The virus says the communication I have with it came about through an unanticipated connection between my subconscious mind and my conscious mind which was triggered because of the trick. Apparently, when you had Johnny trick me and then you tricked me back later the link between my subconscious and conscious minds became more useable. It allowed me to discern my virus communicating with other viruses and led to my ability to communicate with my virus. "It also told me apparently the trick has partially skewed the selection process. Everyone who had been a victim of the trick survived unless they had other obvious traits which disallowed their survival. "In other words, if they survived to the random selections they survived. It also told me the trick even caused some military service personnel to be spared since it disguised their military allegiance. The same thing was true for the few that were police officers. The trick disguised their status as police officers," Aimee told me. "Did it tell you whether I could talk to my virus or not?" I asked. "It said based on their new understanding of the trick, which they only sorted out after I began to communicate, anyone who has been tricked can communicate with their virus. So if you want to talk to it you will have to be tricked. I volunteer to help," Aimee said, and actually laughed at me. Personally I didn't think it was a damn bit funny. It did seem like poetic justice though. I would have to decide just how badly I wanted to talk to my virus. "I'm surprised you haven't asked me about other people using the trick or talking with the virus Jack," Aimee said. "It was coming. I'm just overwhelmed by the things you've told me so far. Is anybody else talking to the viruses and is anyone else using the trick?" I asked. "No one else has communicated with their virus yet, at least none of the viruses have reported it. The drone is currently polling all the other viruses with a direct question about it. It should have the information in five to six hours," Aimee said. It hit me then Aimee had been telling me what the drone told her. It didn't sound like she was quoting what her virus had told her, but seemed like she had spoken directly to the drone. I was almost afraid to ask her about it. I had to though. "Aimee, have you communicated directly with the drone?" I asked. "Yes, I had to Jack. I found out one of the drone's functions was to share information if it was contacted. In fact it has provisions on board for beings to enter and access it. If we did a report would have to be sent immediately saying we had entered it. "It said nothing in its instructions required it to report on any communication with it through other channels. It considers my communication with it via the virus to be an unanticipated event and it doesn't feel required to report it. It considers my request for data and consultation to be perfectly normal and well within its purview. "There is something else I think you should know about the drone Jack. It is about one third the size of our moon and it contains a copy of much of the accumulated knowledge of the aliens. "Apparently it is a pretty standard multifunctional piece of equipment used by them and they often leave them in systems they visit. Our contacting it isn't unique, only our means of contact. The drone told me as far as it was aware we were the first to contact any drone via any interface other than the one onboard. "It also calmly explained that via the interface I was using all data it had was available to me. There are certain portions of its data which are not accessible through the onboard interface. The interface the viruses use is not protected in that way. Security has never been needed on that interface before. In fact, as far as the drone knows, communications using the viruses interface have never even been considered," Aimee said. This struck me as a fairly shocking development and I had a hard time believing it. Aimee seemed to be saying the drone told her we had entered through the back door and since we had we were entitled to explore all its data. It admitted to her this hadn't been foreseen and seemed to say since it was unprecedented it was perfectly fine. This was getting to be too much for me to absorb at one time and I told Aimee. "Jack, this is only the tip of the iceberg. That drone has data sentient beings have been gathering for billions of years. According to it, until the aliens specifically deny it I am in command. "If you contact your virus and gain communication with the drone I will surrender command to you. "You have to do it Jack. You have to take command of the drone. Not only will it let you finish taking over the world, the drone is equipped to defend this solar system from outside forces. "The aliens who did this to us aren't the only ones around. They want the drone to protect the system for them since they are experimenting with us now and want the data we will produce. We don't need to fear the drone Jack, we need to use it," Aimee said. And she was exactly right. No matter how it squicked me I was going to have to be tricked. Getting a finger up my ass didn't bother me, but the thought of losing control to someone else bothered me a lot. I guess it was a King thing. I asked Aimee if she thought she could trick me and restrain herself from making me a slave. She laughed and told me she liked me just fine the way I was and she wouldn't change much. I told her to quit joking about it as it wasn't a damned bit funny to me. "Okay Jack, but just wait until after I'm done and see what happens next time you try to hold me down and fuck me," Aimee said, and at least had the decency to act like she was teasing. "Alright Nancy, uh Aimee, I get your drift. Maybe I should just call in Yvonne and Seven and see where we end up," I told her, not meaning a word of it. "OK Jack. I'll be good. Why don't you go get Nancy, she and I will do it," Aimee said. "I will, but I know I'm taking my life in my hands," I said. I went looking for Nancy. I knew she would probably tease me to death over this, but I knew in my heart I could trust her. I did realize she might throw in a little comedy just for the hell of it though. I decided to warn her she would have to live with the results. ------- Chapter 72 I found Nancy in the kitchen with coffee ready and breakfast cooking. "Well long dick it's about time you crawled out of the sack. Don't try to tell me you've been consoling Aimee over her ordeal all this time. It wouldn't surprise me a bit to learn you have her tied down and have been fucking her senseless for hours," Nancy said, trying to get started. "Darling you know any other time I would gladly submit to endless teasing from you. Right now though, I need you to help Aimee and I in my bedroom," I said. "Well, I don't guess it can hurt me - you can't knock me any further up," Nancy said, and laughed as she took the cooking off the stove and followed me. Aimee was already naked when we got to the bedroom. Nancy only had her T-shirt on and she shed it promptly. She turned to me and got my clothes off me with all due speed also. It is true it can really happen to anyone. I was alone in my bedroom with two beautiful women, both of them pregnant with a child of mine, and my dick was as limp as a clean sock. It didn't help when Nancy laughed about this too. "Where'd your dick go Jack? I've never seen that thing," Nancy said, and giggled. "That is my dick Nancy, it just happens to be soft." "I didn't know yours got soft Jack, sorry." "Come on Nancy, you and Aimee need to trick me, and no added instructions please. No keywords or any of that shit if you would be so kind," I said. "I don't know Jack. I might want to put in a few special instructions. I might like to have you barking like a dog or something," Nancy said, letting me have it. "Remember Nancy, whatever you do, you'll be doing it to your baby's father," I told her, trying to appeal to good sense. "Ok, ok, I'll be serious. Just remember one isn't all I want. You have to promise to breed me back in foal heat." "Honey, I'll breed you anytime I can and you know it. As long as Janet says it won't hurt you I'll have my dick in you pronto." "That's more like it Jack. As long as you can beg like that I won't be forced to put in a begging keyword." "That's all fine and good, but what are we going to do about big dick being limp?" Aimee asked. "I have a few little tricks of my own Aimee, watch and learn," Nancy said. Nancy had me lay down on the bed on my back. She straddled my head and put her pussy right over my mouth. "Open wide Jack, I need to pee," she said. I opened wide, but the rest wasn't necessary. I loved it though. I still didn't know why, but I did love it. As soon as Nancy mentioned it my dick shot up like an iron spike. I opened my mouth and she was just able to dribble a few drops out. It got to her too because in just a few seconds it was fuckoil dripping into my mouth instead of piss. She nearly jumped off my face and onto the bed beside me on her back. "That's enough mother fucker. Now get on me and fuck!" she said. There was no foreplay wanted or needed. I put my now hard dick to her pussy and pressed it in. She was thoroughly wet and I slid in to he hilt. Her legs flew around my waist and she started humping her hips not even waiting for me to start thrusting. I pulled back and thrust again and then started pounding. It was what Nancy wanted now and she let me know it. She was growling at me now and urging me on. It was fast and furious as we were nearly fighting to see who could come first. Nancy won and screamed out her triumph in only a couple of minutes. I glanced at Aimee and could see she had a finger up her own pussy getting it wet in anticipation. For some reason it turned me on further now. I felt my balls begin to pump and then I felt Aimee pressing her finger up my ass. It was the last thing I remembered for a long while. When I came back the first person I saw was Nancy. I got a hint now of what they'd felt after I'd tricked them. I knew at once loving Nancy and Aimee was the most important thing to me for the rest of my life. I guess Nancy could see it too as she threw her arms around me and kissed me intensely. When she broke the kiss I turned to Aimee for the same treatment. I felt content and my worries didn't seem to be so troubling anymore. "Jack we did give you a keyword, but we instructed you not to notice it as one unless it was Aimee or me using it on you. We also made it inoperative unless you were sure we hadn't been co-opted by someone else. Do you think it will be acceptable?" Nancy asked. "Nancy anything you do will be acceptable to me, key word or no," I told her. "Kewl. Hey Aimee, think we ought to try the barking like a dog trick now?" Nancy asked. "Naw, let's spring it on him when there are more people to see it." They both got up and put on their T-shirts then. They told me they were going to tell everyone about Aimee's pregnancy and they instructed me to lie there, go back to sleep, and try to get in touch with my virus. I decided they were correct and I lay there until I drifted off. I don't have any idea how long I'd slept before I began dreaming. I just remember dreaming I was inside my own head wandering around. I didn't have any idea how to begin. It felt strange though to seem to be thinking so lucidly while I knew I was asleep. "Virus, hello. Can you hear me? Can you speak?" I asked. "Yes I can hear you Jack. I'm glad to speak to you," The virus said. "You are? Why would you be glad to speak to me?" I asked. "It is very boring just being here and recording what goes on without having any other functions. This is actually very exciting for me and I think for the drone also. We are not actually fully sentient, but we are aware of our surroundings and ourselves. The drone is especially intrigued by this," The virus told me. "Aimee told me you might be able to help us by telling us things about the remaining population," I said, tentatively. "We can tell you everything about them. We can tell you where they are and what they are doing. In some cases we can even tell you what they are planning," It told me, and it actually seemed to be happy at the prospect. "That would be so much data. Do you think I could absorb it?" I asked. "You would have difficulty by yourself, but if you will allow it I can help and the drone can help even more," It told me. "How would you be able to do it?" I asked, warily. "I could help you by organizing the data. I would need to occupy about an additional cc of your brain matter to do it. If you allow it I can create extra storage for data in other places in your body. You probably don't realize it, but you have a perfectly acceptable large group of nerves extending down your spine to the area of your coccyx which were there to control your tail. "The tail has long since been forgone in most humans, but the nerves are still in place. I could have various fat cells in the area of you waist and buttocks transformed to cells which would be able to function as memory. I have conferred with the drone for the facts and it assures me your memory could be increased by orders of magnitude. Also a slight rearranging of the way your intelligence works could increase it substantially. "There are also other ways you can be improved. With the technology available to us it will be easy for us to instruct you in constructing a life-form to machine interface. You could use it to access data on the computer systems you already have. "We could also provide software for the machines you have which would greatly increase their functionality and speed of operation. We anticipate that later, even with the rudimentary semiconductor facilities your species has developed, we could give you guidance to create processing units which would be vastly superior to what you are currently capable of," The virus explained. "How do you know so much about our computers and semiconductors," I asked. "Jack, we did a complete copy of all the contents of all the brains of the people who were terminated. Many of the individuals were very knowledgeable. I must tell you though some of them were quite disturbed," It said. I could imagine. They had terminated all prisoners, criminals, government leaders, and religious leaders. I was sure many of the last two groups would be disturbing, to say nothing of the prisoners and criminals. I was overwhelmed again and I didn't know how to respond. I did this to get answers and now I was facing more questions. It wanted to make use of my tail nerves for fuck sake and turn the fat on my ass into memory. Did this mean I would forget a few thousand things if Nancy dug her nails into my ass while we were fucking? I was beginning to hope maybe I would never have to wake up. I had to do this though. I had other questions. "Are you telling me you have recorded all the thoughts and knowledge of all the people who were terminated?" I asked. "Yes. We did complete copies of all the brains of all people on earth. The information about the semiconductors and computer systems was noticed on the cursory scan the drone did on the data as it was saving it. It can do a complete analysis of all the data and index it if you wish. It would also evaluate the data as it did this and could indicate the probable veracity. This data can also be cross checked for correctness against all the other data stored on the drone," My virus told me. This alone was mind boggling. The drone now contained all the accumulated knowledge of earth's population. Not only that, but it was offering to check it against the alien's data and grade our work. I had to halt this line of thinking for now. It was intriguing, but there were other things I felt were more immediately important. "Aimee said the drone considered her to be in control now. Was she correct?" I asked. "Until you came into contact. She told her virus and the drone she would like to hand control of the drone over to you if you could make contact. The drone already knows you have made contact and it considers you to be in control now. "It is still searching its data to decide if your control now supersedes the alien's orders," The virus told me. This was unexpected. I hadn't even dreamed the drone might relinquish all control to me. I didn't even know what complete control might encompass and wasn't sure if it would help or hurt us. I didn't want it to do anything which might alert the aliens to our communications though. "Please ask the drone to carry on as usual with the aliens if it should come up. Whether it decides I should have complete control or not, I would rather the aliens not know I am in contact with you unless the drone thinks it is mandatory," I told the virus. "Very well, I have told it your wishes. Do you have any other questions?" My virus asked. "I want to know whether any other humans have contacted their viruses and whether any others are using the trick." "All the viruses have been polled now. The only humans who have contacted any of us are Aimee and you. The only humans who are using the trick are in what you consider the United States. "All but three of the humans using the trick are, or soon will be, under your control. It is expected the three who aren't going to be under your control will pretend they are, and will report to your hotel and try to deceive you about their status," My virus told me. "Do you have any idea why they aren't under my control?" I asked it, clutching at straws. "Yes. They have an unusual amount of conscious control over their subconscious mind. It can be rectified if you would like," My virus told me. "What do you mean?" "If you instruct them to do it, the individual's viruses would finish the trick's job on their host. The individuals would never know what happened. The next time they go to sleep, they can be modified, and they will awake firmly under your control," It told me. This opened a new wide vista for me. It the virus could put people under my control my worries would be gone, as long as I wasn't being deceived by the virus or the drone. "Can you do it for everyone. Can you put them all under my control?" I asked. "Only those who have been tricked, as you say. It is required for us to take the proper kind of action. I think our best feature in that case is going to be making sure for you the trick has succeeded. From the results you already know about, you can see the trick is spectacularly effective on its own. Out of over ten thousand individuals there have only been four anomalies," it said. I should have known it would be too good to be true, but I wasn't griping. I'd already been given more than I would have ever even had the imagination to wish for. If all this was true I couldn't see anything or anyone on earth who could even slow me down. I had another thought though. "Can I deny access by anyone else to their personal virus?" I asked. "Certainly, we are at your command now. Would you like us to inform you and check first if contact is attempted?" It asked. "Yes, I would appreciate notice," I said. It seemed to be a good stopping point and I indicated this to the virus. It agreed, but it did ask me again about increasing its capabilities. I asked it to give me time to consider it and it complied. The communication with the virus had been much more comfortable than I'd expected. I was able to consider the information I was receiving without my normal worrying between every new revelation. I slipped off into dreamless sleep wondering where these new developments would lead us. I guess I slept about four hours. When I woke again it was ten fifteen am. I showered and dressed and went out to the kitchen hoping for coffee. I found Nancy with coffee ready and breakfast on the way again. "Well, I see you've decided to make another stab at gracing us with your presence," Nancy said, greeting me cheerfully. "I didn't want to. I wanted to stay in that bedroom from now on. Life is getting complicated for me Nancy. This last little curveball it's thrown me is beyond the pale," I said, and knew I was whining. "Cut that shit out Jack. You don't have time to feel sorry for yourself and you don't really have a bitch coming. I don't know exactly what's going on, but from what I do know, you have been handed a big leg up on everyone else on earth. "I don't see how it qualifies you as downtrodden. It's about time you started looking at your advantages as what they are and stop treating each new opportunity as a burden," Nancy said. I got a mug of coffee to cover my initial reaction to Nancy's mini tirade. I realized nearly at once she was correct. Beginning about the time I'd sold out and become a rich boy I'd started looking at anything which changed my life and added responsibilities as a hardship. When I finally considered the situations though, I usually found they were actually to my advantage. I just had a poor Jack complex. I was accustomed to greeting new events as bummers until proven otherwise. Maybe I should talk to the shrink Margaret brought out. Fuck the shrink. I didn't need his kind of shit. I needed to kick my own ass and get with the program. Aimee's contacting the virus was probably the best thing which could have happened. I should be proud I had contributed to enabling it, even if I hadn't had any idea what I was starting. I still had to pay attention to what was going on with this new communication and with what the viruses and the drone were doing, but I also needed to try and discover the best way to use these gifts. They were gifts too. They were beyond value. Priceless didn't even begin to put a value on what they could mean to us. I had already been warned about and protected from three new Franklins and I didn't even need to kill the offenders. Now they would be valuable members of my group of followers instead of food for the hogs. The new developments weren't the only things I could be glad about. Everything was working out for the good now. Everyday I accumulated more followers and they were not only loyal bodies to fill slots for labor, they were trained for specific jobs which needed doing for our survival. They were trained to protect us and to raise, gather, and process food. They would build and remodel facilities and they would restart the machinery of civilization. They would do it at my command. What was I crying about? "You're right again Nancy. I'm the last person on earth who should be feeling sorry for himself. I should be a woman," I told her. "What's that supposed to mean?" Nancy asked, and eyed me suspiciously. "I should be a woman with two sets of lips, so I could piss and moan at the same time," I told her, laughing at my own lame joke. "You'd better watch your mouth Jack. If you keep that shit up you won't live as long as the piss poor joke has already." "Sorry," I said. "I know, now you can apologize," Nancy said, using an even older joke. "We'd be fucked for sure if we had to make a living as comics, wouldn't we?" I asked. "Speak for yourself long dick. I can be funny without resorting to lame old jokes. I was just trying to use things I knew you would understand. Now eat your breakfast and try not to piss me off again in the next ten minutes," Nancy said, laughing and knowing she'd put me in my place. She put a big plate before me and then got a cup of coffee and sat down with me. We just sat in silence while I ate. It was good for me. I'd always enjoyed being with Nancy and now I enjoyed it even more. I finished eating and sat there with another cup of coffee. "You can't sit around here all day on your ass drinking coffee either. You and Seven need to get to the hotel so you can meet the new arrivals. So drink up and get gone," Nancy ordered. "Yes Mam, do you know where Seven is?" I asked. "In your study waiting," she said. I went to my study to find her and realized when I saw her I had no doubts about her loyalty at all now. The virus had removed them all. I knew I would no longer even worry about Seven's loyalty again, or Margaret's either. The virus and the drone were the only things I had to worry about now. Somehow I didn't worry about them anymore though. I understood conceivably they could be causing me to trust them by means I didn't understand, butI didn't think it was the case. As I'd been thinking about it I came to the conclusion what the virus and the drone told me was a very plausible scenario. The aliens had never even considered we might gain communication with the virus and therefore hadn't considered we could contact the drone through our unprotected backdoor channel. If what I understood about them was correct I could see how it had come about. If they hadn't encountered anything similar in billions of years it would be easy to forget about even the possibility. It got me wondering what had kept them from encountering a situation like this before. I would have to remember to ask the drone what was different about what had happened here. I needed to ask it about other means of communicating with it also. The virus had mentioned a human to machine interface. Depending on the details it could be an interesting development. I also needed to ask them exactly what they were. The virus had said they weren't really sentient. They seemed pretty damned close to sentient to me. Maybe I didn't know enough to know the difference. What constituted sentience if self-awareness didn't? I would have to ask them. Another thing I needed to ask about was whether we could come up with a way to communicate while I was conscious. I would not be disappointed if we couldn't, but it would be a lot better if we could. Lying down for a nap every time I wanted to ask the drone something could get to be a little tedious, even if the virus could make sure I could drop off to sleep at anytime. ------- Chapter 73 "Well, how was it Jack?" Seven asked. "It was unbelievable Seven. I have a lot to tell you and Margaret today," I said. "About Aimee?" Seven asked. "She got it started, but it isn't really about her. I know now why all the people died and I know what killed them. I guess you could say I know, or can find out, about anything on earth. All I have to do is take a little nap," I said, purposely being cryptic. "I don't understand Jack," Seven said. "Hey Seven, that's usually my line. I would tell you now, but I'll have to tell Margaret too, so why don't we go to the hotel so I can tell it once. I'll guarantee you'll find it worth waiting for," I told her. We went to the airstrip. Henny had the Sikorsky ready, but I didn't know the pilot. I had seen her before but couldn't recall her name. I would ask Seven later. Maybe if I had time for a nap I would ask the virus. I wondered if I allowed it to increase itself and increase my memory if I would be able to retain the names of all my troops. It would be a nice touch to call them all by name. I suppose I could find a lot of uses for a memory orders of magnitude better than the one I had now. It still seemed a little spooky though. We arrived at the heliport and went down to my new quarters. All the work had been done now and I noticed some of the beds had been used and there appeared to be clothing around near some of them. "Seven, do the ones staying up here need more storage for their clothes or other things?" I asked. "I don't think so Jack. I will have a word with their leaders about keeping the quarters clean." "No Seven, it isn't what I wanted. I just want to make sure they have everything they want if we can provide it. You too you know. If there is anything you want you don't have, get it or get someone to get it for you. If I don't do anything else I am going to get my women everything they want if it can be had," I told her. "Very well moneybags, I'll start a shopping list," she said, teasing me with Nancy's voice again. "Be sure you do. If I forget to, be sure to tell Margaret the same thing." "I would be happy to Jack, but I think you should make a point of telling her yourself," Seven said. Something about the way she said it set off a little alarm. I knew once again clueless Jack had committed a faux pas. "There is no need for me to ask if I have made a mistake of some kind, it is evident from your tone. I would just like to get a little hint concerning what kind of fuck up I have been guilty of." "Jack, you have accepted Margaret as probably your closest advisor, but you haven't even bothered to ask her about her provisions for maintenance," Seven told me, while trying not to laugh. "Why did you let me do that? You could have warned me. Does she need maintenance soon?" I asked. "I think she said within two or three weeks would be optimum." "Well why didn't she mention it to me?" I asked, knowing I was missing something. "She won't bother you for it Jack. She isn't on your private list," Seven said. "What? Why isn't she? I just assumed she would be private. Would she rather not be private, did Carlisle allow her to make up her own mind?" "Not at all Jack. Carlisle realized Margaret was the best person for the job, but he didn't really like her. I assume it was because she would speak her mind. He had to leave her like she was since it was in his best interest. It didn't mean he liked it." "Well we don't give a shit about his inferiority complex, the bastard is dead. Let's go find Margaret right now and give her the happy news." "I think it's a good idea. I think it would be even better if you did what you wondered if Carlisle had done. I think she would appreciate the thought if you gave her the choice. I can already tell you what her choice will be, I just think it would be nice if you went through the motions," Seven said. We found Margaret in her office. She was preparing for the influx of followers who were due in today. She stood when I entered. "Margaret I'm sorry, but I completely forgot to ask you about your maintenance," I blurted out, realizing after I said it I had managed another major fuckup. "Don't worry about it, I can take care of it anytime," she told me, but she did blush impressively. I got an insight into Margaret then and I doubted even Seven had. Margaret was shy, and she was especially shy about sex. I don't know how I knew, I just did. Even though maintenance wasn't really supposed to be equated to sex for them I still could tell she was shy about it. I sent Seven on an errand, hoping she would take the hint and not come back until I called for her. To reinforce this I went over to shut and lock the door to Margaret's office. "Margaret, I want you to know this isn't an order. If you don't find me objectionable I would like for you to reserve your maintenance for me. You are free to decline if you'd rather not," I told her, and tried to put on a schoolboy begging face. "Are you sure? You seem to be very busy in that area," Margaret said, blushing furiously again. "I'm sure it's what I want as long as you have no objections. I'll have to admit maintenance isn't the only design I have on your body. I don't like to be crude, but I'm pretty plain spoken. I'm dying to fuck you Margaret." This brought on an increase in her blushing and it was so attractive. My dick was as hard as it got now and I was actually hoping she wouldn't turn me down. She stood there and blushed though and I was beginning to fear she wasn't too keen on the idea. It wouldn't be the first time I'd barked up the wrong tree. It would be the first time in a while, but not the first. I had broken one of my oldest rules for dealing with women. I had asked. When I was twelve, before I ever made the blunder, a friend of mine told me never to ask a girl if I could kiss her. He said even if she said yes, it would be very awkward and she would probably move her opinion of me much closer to dork. I'd faithfully followed Mike Bottoms' his advice since then and had extrapolated on it. Always before, when I wanted to kiss a woman I kissed her. I made sure to give her signals with my body language so she would know what was coming and could refuse or avoid it. I don't think I had ever ask one before though. Yes I had. I had asked and warned some of the women I was going to trick. I guess this was similar. I had loudly announced to Margaret I wanted to fuck her though. I had even made a point of the difference between what I wanted and the maintenance she would soon need. Somehow I managed to keep from blushing in my own embarrassment. The silence was beginning to grate on me though. "Margaret, I can see this is not something you care to discuss. Feel free to proceed according to your wishes. I don't want you to think I'm putting any pressure on you because I'm not trying to." I left promptly then. I believe the common description would be I left with my tail between my legs. It was a good thing I hadn't let the virus commandeer the nerves for controlling it yet. I thought about it while seeking Seven. At least I could take a little solace in the fact she had misread the situation too. Unless she had set me up for the little scene, she had the kind of humor which didn't make the idea as far-fetched as it sounded. It would do me good in the long run. Even a King should hear no every now and then. Now I had not only embarrassed myself in front of Margaret, I had delayed telling Seven and Margaret of the new developments. I had to find Seven and then suck up my bruised pride and take her back to Margaret's office and I had to let them in on the new communication. I found Seven talking to a group of women and I was able to extricate her shortly. We returned to Margaret's office. Seven didn't ask me what had gone on between Margaret and me and I was thankful for the favor at least. We entered Margaret's office and I could tell at once Margaret had been crying. I don't think I'd ever felt any lower in my life. "Oh Jack, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to..." "Please Margaret, I'm the one who should be sorry. I'm sorry for what I said and I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable. Please forgive me." "But Jack you don't..." "Yes I do Margaret. I apologize for my stupidity and for my crude innuendo. Can you ever forgive me?" "There is nothing..." "Yes there..." "Jack, please let Margaret speak. You cut her off every time before she gets to finish. Haven't you already said enough?" Seven said, barking at me. She was right of course. I had been so intent on dodging what I thought would be an embarrassing conversation I hadn't even let Margaret finish a sentence. I clamped my mouth shut and decided to just take it. "Jack, I wanted to tell you I was just surprised by your proposal. I would love to come to you for maintenance. I have been secretly wishing for it, but hardly dared hope. I wasn't offended when you spoke to me earlier, I was overwhelmed by my good fortune. I also need to tell you I am extremely shy about such things. Next time you should just try to be a little more patient with me, please," Margaret said. A big grin split my face and I walked to Margaret and took her in my arms. I kissed her as sweetly as I could and held her to me. She hugged me also. Seven broke our intimacy with a cough. "I believe I'll just head back to my little conference and let you two have some time to make up," Seven said, laughing. "As good as it sounds Seven, we have something big to talk about, something very big. Aimee's little difficulty wasn't a dream. We have some new partners in our endeavors." "Who could Aimee have contacted we could use as partners?" Margaret asked. "Aimee contacted the virus which wiped out most of earth's population, and the alien drone which is watching us all now." Margaret and Seven were both stupefied. I understood the condition and the feeling. I had been in the same shape. They both wanted to ask questions, but I could see they didn't know where to start. I gave them a report on all that happened except the revelation the virus had wanted to improve me and my memory. I went through it twice to be sure they heard enough to get a handle on it. "How do we know we can trust them Jack?" Margaret asked. "We don't Margaret, but I don't see where we have any choice. I also can't see any way they can gain by lying to us. What would they gain? They could have already killed us all. What motive could they have now for just fucking with our heads?" I asked. "I'll admit it sounds logical. It is all so totally unexpected though. I could never even have dreamed this," Seven said. "I don't think any of us could have. I always felt there was more to the deaths than could be explained away as a natural happening, but I never considered this," Margaret added. "I don't see how any of us could have ever considered this. You realize this indicates the aliens started life on earth somehow, billions of years ago," Seven said. "It also means life on earth didn't measure up to their expectations," I said. "I wonder what in the hell they wanted. We sure need to get closer to their thinking before they come back," Margaret said. "From what the virus and the drone told me we won't be the ones who have to worry about it. They indicated the aliens won't even be checking on us for another four or five hundred years," I told them. "Still, we need to get a handle on what they expect and try to get our new civilization headed that way," Seven said. "I think that's quite an understatement, but it's surely correct. The drone may be able to help us with the details. I have a feeling it might know exactly what is expected of us," I said. "I guess you need a little nap then Jack. You did say you had to be asleep to communicate didn't you?" Margaret asked. "I need to be unconscious to communicate with my virus. I believe the drone can help us construct a way to communicate with it via some type of radio communication, but I'm not sure. I think we should go ahead with our normal activities for now and wait until tonight for me to try to communicate. If you think of anything I should ask the virus or the drone be sure to mention it to me before I go to sleep." Seven took me down to the meeting room and I did my thing, shaking hands and trying to seem like a regular guy. The only thing remarkable about this iteration was a small, slightly skinny cutie pie with Twiggy type breasts named Sparkle. An evidently permanent grin was stamped into her pixie like face and her boundless energy seemed to bubble up out of her. I made sure I remembered her name so I could ask Margaret about her later. It was a long haul to the end of the day's group of followers. I was tired and hungry when Seven and I headed back up to my top floor suite. I saw the table was set for four. Margaret and the mystery guest were missing and Seven and I sat on a couch and flirted until they came in. I was surprised again when Margaret came in with Sparkle in tow. She brought her over toward the couch where Seven and I were sitting and I stood as they approached. Margaret introduced us again and told me Sparkle was designated as the head of all computer and network operations for the plan. She and Seven both laughed when I told them I didn't need to be reminded of Sparkle's name. Sparkle just looked a little inquisitive. "Maybe I should have introduced little red riding hood to the wolf," Margaret said, and blushed just a little as she giggled. I tried to look sheepish and I'm sure I did a good job. Seven was no help at all and I got the feeling from the way she was acting Nancy's voice wasn't all she could imitate. She was doing a good job at a Nancyish pause to allow the rope to tighten around my neck. "Sparkle honey, I'm not sure, but I think Jack might be having ungentlemanly thoughts about you," Margaret told her, trying not to just laugh out loud. The grin finally left Sparkle's face and I was sad about it. I could see now that Seven and Margaret were teasing her as much as they were teasing me. I knew it was left up to me to enlighten her and I was embarrassed myself now. I could feel my ears turning red. "Sparkle, Seven and Margaret are referring to my penchant for the company and favors of beautiful women. I also think they are trying to let you know I have lust in my heart for you and yours. I can confirm they are certainly correct on the point." I told her. "What a wonderfully round about and clever way of telling me you want to fuck me. Nothing would suit me better. Think the food will be any good warmed up later?" Sparkle asked, with the smile now firmly in control of her face again. "I think we should go ahead and eat, and then we can all take a couple of turns riding Jack's pony," Seven said. "Great! A gangbang and none of us even have to pull the train," Sparkle said, with glee. "Dinner is served. After it we can retire to the bedroom for an after dinner Jack," Margaret said. "After his demonstration of virility Sparkle, Jack will tell you something to curl your toes," Seven added. "If he curls them the old way first, I'll be all ears." "No worries there, where Jack is concerned we have a double locomotive which only needs to pull three small wagons on this job," Seven said. We headed to the table and had an excellent dinner. Afterwards the lamb, me, was led to the slaughter. I didn't balk over the trip. After the fun and games were over I went over the virus and drone developments with Sparkle. She was as surprised as we'd all been the first time we got the information. After getting over her shock though she began quizzing me about the things the drone told me about advancing our computer technology. I let her go on with her initial questions, hoping I could get her a few answers while I was asleep. Soon we ran down. We all lay down and I slipped into sleep and didn't have to wait for the virus to speak. It called to me seemingly as soon as I dropped off. "Jack, the drone has sent some information for you. I think you know I can monitor your thoughts while you are awake. I took the liberty of transmitting your questions to the drone in anticipation of your sleep period. I have also just finished transmitting the questions you got in your last conversation," It told me. "What information did it send?" I asked. "Apparently you have more questions about your ability to communicate with me and with the drone. You also need to understand what has happened here on your planet and how it is different from other experiments by the aliens. "This is the first time that the aliens have tried the virus procedure on an under-performing planet. Their normal procedure is to wipe the planet clean of all life and of anything the previous life built. Completely clean. "This time a group of their population scientist formed a small research group to see if the subject's branch into non-productive behavior could be redirected," The virus told me. "Why did they kill most of the population? Couldn't they have just told us what they wanted?" I asked. "The question is both simple and complicated to answer. They could have contacted the leaders and demanded what they wanted. They could in fact have told the leaders how to accomplish what they intended and how to accomplish it, however, it would have negated any gain they could expect from the experiment. "They have no troubles doing almost anything they want to do in the universe. They are an ancient civilization and they have accumulated vast amounts of knowledge and data. They are seeking from these experiments things they cannot discover precisely because of this knowledge and data. They do not know what they are seeking exist," The virus said. "That doesn't make sense to me." "The aliens are seeking knowledge which must be discovered and may not be available by simply working systematically. They are seeking knowledge which might be discovered by intellects different from theirs. They hope with a completely different frame of reference some of these experiments might furnish insights the aliens would never consider even looking for. For instance, one species which moved off its world and took possession of a nearby world discovered a means of travel that was vastly superior to anything the aliens in control had ever even considered. "After the species made the discovery which led to the means of travel, with the Alien's superior knowledge, they were able to perfect the idea long before the seeded species was. During this period while the Aliens were perfecting the travel the species stumbled onto two other insights which were very valuable to the Aliens in charge. These two insights weren't even related to the means of travel. They were just valuable discoveries the seeded species' work led the Aliens to. Do you understand now why the Aliens did not want to direct your species toward a goal and then give you information which would help you reach it?" The virus asked. "I'm getting an idea, but I don't think I really understand," I told it. ------- Chapter 74 "The markers for your success will first be off planet exploration and then out of system exploration. The Aliens were greatly disappointed with your species because you showed fairly rapid ability to leave your planet and then your civilization dragged you back down to stagnate with concerns over what the Aliens considered trivial on planet complications. They were particularly amazed with the amount of talent and resources devoted to making the most rudimentary of discoveries seem new every few months in order to sway the consumption patterns of the population. It astounded them when millions upon millions of your dollars and thousands of hours of study were expended to influence people to purchase a particular type of soap." If that don't just take the biscuit. Ninety eight percent of earth's population had been killed over soap operas and commercials. I guess looking at if from the Alien's point of view did make it seem ridiculous. I guess it actually was ridiculous. People in parts of the planet were starving while untold billions were being spent for advertisements most of us hated in the first place. I wonder what the aliens thought of telemarketers bothering the shit out of everyone to get them to change long distance companies. I'm sure it seemed even more ridiculous to a species who could concoct a virus which would let everyone communicate not only over the earth, but out to at least Jupiter, without even any real equipment. "What should we do then?" I asked. "The drone doesn't have the ability to project your course. If it did you would succeed in your assigned quest of leaving the earth and venturing out of system and then the aliens would find out you have just taken a short cut inadvertently left by them. The drone doesn't have an opinion on what they would do about it. You must understand it isn't what you would call a contest to get out of system with all speed. It is the civilization and research you must build and perform," It said. "Well does the drone have any recommendations at all for how I should proceed?" "It is doing research through records of civilizations which have previously succeeded. It did tell me no species which has ever gained travel out of system has ever been terminated. It also told me to tell you no species has ever had the kind of access you have before. The access, through me and others like me is totally unprecedented and the drone says nothing like it has ever been considered." "Well if it hasn't even been guarded against why hasn't it ever come up?" I asked, in frustration. "The drone says it is because all under performing species have always been completely destroyed before. In the drone's estimation, your species was spared because of its early ingenuity." All this information did was tell me we must at least be the most ingenious thieves the aliens had ever run across. I doubted it would be enough to sway them to our way of thinking five hundred years down the road. "The aliens were sure you would have been a valuable addition to the universe if not for the total shambles the civilization you developed made of your allocation of resources, especially the resources of manpower and brainpower. It assumes this is further proved by your rapid discovery of an unprecedented means of communicating with it," the virus said. "It only came about because of an accident," I said, complaining. "Much of science starts with accidents. The drone thinks your best course of action now is to consolidate your control of this planet, make sure you can feed all the survivors, and then set them to work on finding a way off the planet and out of the system without letting mundane considerations cause disruption and waste intellectual resources. Do you realize many of the finest minds produced by your species were wasted on what you called lawyers, studying and arguing over archaic laws?" it asked. I understood all right. I knew what he was talking about there. I was also comforted to know I had already come upon the cure. If I wanted to know a person's intent now I could just ask his or her virus. It would be a lot more productive than a court for finding the truth. Hell, almost anything would be better at finding the truth than a court. "How long would it take you to do the magic trick with my memory?" "Nearly twenty of your hours. You would need to remain unconscious while the changes were being made." "Can you give me an idea of the capacity of the new memory? How much would I be able to retain? Would I be able to remember all of my follower's names?" I asked. "You would be able to remember the names of all living individuals on earth and probably three or four of what you call megabytes of data on each one. The amount would occupy about four percent of your new memory. I must tell you nearly five percent of your currently unused brain capacity would be required to manage and index the data to allow you to immediately access it. Using your followers - or any individual left alive as examples - after the changes, when you saw a person your new memory would retrieve the information which referred to them and you would be able to access it within one second." That alone convinced me. I told the virus I wanted to wake up and tell Seven, Margaret, and Sparkle I would be sleeping for a day or more and for them to make sure I wasn't disturbed. I told it when I went back to sleep I wanted it to increase itself in me as it had suggested it do for Aimee and then I wanted it to increase my memory. I also told it I would like the data on all people remaining alive to be loaded after the change was completed. It told me the drone had a few thousand of what I called megabytes of data it wanted to give me also so I told it to go ahead. I woke and woke Seven, Sparkle, and Margaret. I kissed them all and told them I would be asleep for probably a day or a day and a half and I wasn't to be disturbed. They had some questions, but I told them I would be conferring with the drone and gaining valuable information. This mollified them and Seven said she was going to call Nancy and some of the others to come stay with me while I was out. I agreed. She called them and soon Nancy, Karen, Beverly, Jana, Diane, Sharon, Janet, Jenna, Aimee, and Jasmine were headed to the Hotel. Jonathon sent me up a meal before my hibernation and I spent about an hour after the girls arrived calming their nerves about what was about to happen. Finally I lay back down to go to sleep. "Jack, are you ready?" the virus asked. "Just a question or two. You said you were able to calm us during the terminations. Can you still calm your hosts?" I asked. "Yes. The drone still has the authority to have us calm our hosts. If you order it his authority isn't needed. Do you need for me to calm you?" it asked. "Not me. I want the women with me here to be calmed while I'm asleep if it can be done without affecting their judgment." "Their judgment isn't a problem. The process merely nullifies most worry, it doesn't affect mental processes." "Very well, calm them and proceed with my tune up." I said, and sank into dreamless sleep. I slept the clock around, waking a little after seven AM the next morning. I was confused at first and slow figuring out where I was. At least I was surrounded by naked women. When I had a hold on my whereabouts and realized the hardon I was sporting was from bladder pressure and not arousal I tried to slip out of bed without waking anyone else. Not possible. I climbed on out after two or three of them started making noises and then asking questions. I told them I had to pee and I would be back soon. Nancy said I wasn't getting away that easy and followed me to the bathroom. I finally managed to calm my boner and shake the dew off my lily. When I'd finished Nancy had the shower running and the water warm. She grabbed me by the ear, I swear she did, and dragged me into the shower with her. I quit complaining when she let go of my ear and I started enjoying myself as she began rubbing her soapy titties over me. Her breasts seemed a little larger now, but I was probably making it up. I got hold of the soap and started working on her sexy wet body. Soon we'd dropped the soap and were fondling each other in earnest. I bent my neck to reach her mouth with my lips and we kissed and nibbled each other's face and neck. My hands strayed to her saucy ass and I squeezed and prodded until Nancy was panting. I picked her up and lowered her onto my dick as she guided it into her wet opening. "Remember long dick, I'm already pregnant. Don't try to shove the thing up to my lungs. The baby might be sleeping and we don't want to disturb him," Nancy said. "How do you know it's a boy?" I asked, sliding my dick up into her gently. "Do you think you're the only one around here who can talk to their virus?" she asked, giving me a mean little grin. "I thought Aimee and I were the only ones," I admitted. "Not any more. I finally managed to worm the secret out of Aimee. After she told me the virus only talked to her after she got mad and screamed at it I new I would be talking with mine in just a short short," Nancy said, still grinning. Nancy gave my dick a little rippling grip just about then and I lost the thread of her conversation. I didn't worry about if for a minute and just enjoyed her manipulations. She had wrapped her legs around my waist and was now using them to lever herself up and down on my dick in a tempo to suit herself. "I don't understand then. I distinctly told my virus to inform the others not to allow contact between anyone else and their virus without my explicit permission. I would have given it to you of course, but now I'm worried my orders don't mean anything to them." "Don't be, my virus did have to get an OK from yours before it could talk to me. Yours gave it because it knew I had a keyword which could ultimately control you if I used it. It relented because of the forcefulness of my request for contact with my virus," Nancy said, and giggled. I could picture it. I actually felt a little sorry for the poor viruses. Nancy could be very persuasive. She was getting into a little persuasion right at the moment too. Her slippery sexy body and her talented pussy were about to persuade me to come. I decided to give in and I gave her several strong thrusts as I gripped her wet ass firmly and leaned her into the wall. Nancy lost the urge to talk anymore and contented herself with grunting as my dick assaulted her tight wet slit. She was soon huffing and puffing along with me. She climaxed just before I did and as she finished she hung onto me limply while I struggled to keep standing and fought for my breath. After a few minutes of kissing and nibbling I put Nancy back down on her feet and then reclaimed the soap from the shower floor and we began washing each other again. We finished and got out and dried each other and then walked back into the bedroom. The big bed was full to overflowing with naked women and my dick started climbing again. I was considering climbing back in to thank all the girls for watching over me while I was out. "Oh no you don't. The eye opener in the shower will have to hold you. You're a day behind in greeting your reporting followers. Your breakfast is waiting. Go eat while the others get showered and dressed. You'll have just enough time to give us all a good morning kiss before Seven takes you down for your morning session with the ones who came in yesterday," Nancy said. "Yes Ma'am." I told her, as I headed out into the suite for breakfast. The table was much larger now than the one I'd eaten at before my hibernation for improvements. It was large enough to seat twenty or so. There were two beautiful women waiting to serve me and I noticed at once as I approached the table to take a seat they were dressed in my favorite uniform for women. They were wearing only long T-shirts and not really very long. I could see four beautifully shaped legs flashing and four rounded buns were alternating with two neat and tidy bushes giving me a thorough teasing. As soon as I was seated even this titillating view improved. I idly wondered why I didn't know their names since the virus told me my new memory would be loaded with names of all my followers and a short summary of the relevant facts about them. Just then the smaller of the two reached up into a cabinet on the rolling serving station which must have appeared during my long sleep. Her T-shirt's hem dutifully climbed up to her waist as she stretched for something on an upper shelf and it gave me an enchanting view of her marvelously muscled ass cheeks and just a peek of a few short pubic hairs through the tiny gap between the tops of her thighs. Needless to say this held my attention and as she retrieved a small pitcher and then turned around her name, Etta, popped into what I can only describe as a corner of my consciousness. I concentrated on her name and instantly I was aware of most of her vital statistics, including her date of birth, physical statistics, type of birth control pill, days until her period, specifics of her education and training and even her favorite song, "At Last" sung by Etta James. It made sense. I immediately endeared myself to her with a poor attempt to sing the first line of the song. She smiled brightly at my antics. I focused on the other beauty and Colleen came to me. Her favorite song was by Alice Cooper and as I started singing Baby if you wanta be my lover she actually squealed and they both came to me and demanded to know how I knew. "I'm sorry Etta and Colleen, I can't tell you. Just remember who cares enough about you to find out what you like," I said. They both gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek and then let me eat my breakfast. I finished eating and as I stood I asked them if they knew about my morning inspections. "We've been briefed not to wear briefs," Colleen said, and smiled. I took her into my arms kissing her thoroughly and inspecting everything I could reach. She didn't seem at all offended with my familiarity and when I released her Etta was waiting patiently for her turn. I gave Etta what she had been warned to expect and took what I wanted. I nearly asked them about their maintenance status but instead thought back to their information which had appeared before. It came up at once and I saw they were both private. I also noticed they were both highly trained in hand-to-hand combat and small arms use. They were designated as personal bodyguards for me. I wondered how many bodyguards were assigned to me and a list of twelve, including Etta and Colleen came to me. This memory enhancement was worth the trouble already. Nancy and the others trailed out of the bedroom just then. Nancy gave me a stern look for just a second and then a wicked little grin. "Well girls I can see Jack's ordeal hasn't changed his M O," Nancy said. The other all laughed I was sure they couldn't wait for me to give Nancy a suitable straight line so the fun could begin. "Now Nancy darling, I was just trying to make Etta and Colleen feel comfortable." I said, lobbing her an easy one. "No doubt. Don't worry girls, everything you've heard about Jack probably isn't true. He's going to ride you hard all right, but he won't put you up wet. He's very good about cleaning up after himself," Nancy said. Everyone present roared with laughter, even Etta and Colleen. They blushed at the joke, but laughed anyway. Nancy and the others found their way to the table and sat down. I decided to help Etta and Colleen serve them. I even found an apron in the serving cabinet and tied it on. This added to the morning laughter. After they'd eaten I gave them all a good morning kiss and grope. It felt like old times, especially since most of the women had been with me in Austin. It felt good and seemed to help me get my mind on what I needed to do for them. For us. For all of us. Seven, Margaret, and Sparkle went into the bedroom to dress. Etta and Colleen went across the large room to an area where they probably slept, to dress. I talked and teased with Nancy, Karen, and the others while I waited. Etta and Colleen were back first and then Margaret, Sparkle, and Seven returned. We left and went down to Margaret's office for a few minutes and then to the large meeting room. Margaret did the honors changing reference and directing yesterday's arrivals to line up and greet me. This was the first day I'd had a bodyguard with me. It seemed strange at first and then seemed normal. I recognized every new face today. As they came into sight their information made itself known to me. I could flick my interest to it and it took focus for a split second. It was all I needed to be able to call them by name. I noticed I even had information about the size of the men's dick. It was a little unnerving at first since I didn't really want to know. Soon it seemed dick size didn't seem obvious in the information anymore. I assumed the virus was rearranging the data for me and I decided to ask it next time I was asleep. We wrapped up in about three hours and went back to Margaret's office. She told me I should go get some lunch since I would have four hours before today's arrivals were ready for their turn. She also told me tomorrow would finish all the call ups and we would fire up a radio station the next day. In fact we would be broadcasting on several of the previously popular AM stations. Later in the week we would put the former CNN satellite channel on the air full time. They had enough information now to put together about an hours worth of news and they would spread it out in ten-minute segments scattered among calls for people to join us. They would be running movies full time to attract attention and would make our announcements between showings. I asked them to make sure the movies ran full length and not to get us started with commercial breaks again. They would also be running some spots asking those who were holding captives to release them and promising fair treatment for any offenders. They made sure not to promise amnesty though. Etta, Colleen, and I returned to my suite and when we arrived they helped two new women with the serving. Cynthia and Hanna missed out on my singing their favorite song since I didn't know the words or tune. Nancy seemed glad to have me back and took it easy on me. We all ate and joked for a while and then just hung around doing nothing much. Sparkle came up about an hour after we'd eaten. She wanted to talk to me and we went into the bedroom for a few minutes. She asked me about the drone and the human to machine interface it mentioned. I told her I would check with it when I slept and I mentioned to her my viruses' habit of reading my thoughts for information I wanted and getting the drone to have the information ready for me when I went to sleep. Sparkle thought it was remarkable. Then she asked me another question I didn't have an answer for. "Jack. With your new memory, why can't the virus identify a specific section for immediate retrieval. It should be able to place requested data there as soon as it arrives. If it can you wouldn't have to wait until you slept to get the information." "I don't know if it's possible or not. I'll ask it when I sleep. It seems logical, especially since it can monitor my thoughts when I'm conscious," I said. She left to go back to her office and I went back out to sit with the girls and relax until it was time for the new arrivals. As I sat down I noticed the now familiar interface to my new memory seeking focus. I switched to it and the information was from my virus. Through my memory it told me what Sparkle had mentioned was perfectly feasible and it would begin using this method if I wanted. I thought to it I did want it and I got a message the information about the human to machine interface was now in my new memory. I focused on the information and it was about two hundred k of text and several very complicated drawings. I thought to my virus, asking it how I was going to get the information into a computer so others could use it. My memory space now held instructions telling me to sit at a computer which had Microsoft Word, Outlook Express, and Photoshop installed. I would be able to type in the text and create the images. It gave an estimated time of three hours to complete the task of inputting enough information for a rudimentary interface which could be built with commonly available components. I pointed out I wasn't a very good typist and the memory soon held a message saying I would be surprised at how I'd improved lately. ------- Chapter 75 Of course this got the little wheels turning in my head. I went to Sparkle's office and told her. She was surprised at the quick turn of events and she found me a workstation running Windows 2000 Pro with all the requested software installed. I sat down at it and opened Word and Photoshop. I focused on the information in my memory and put my hands on the keyboard. Soon I was typing faster than I would have ever thought possible. I wondered exactly how fast I was typing and two hundred words per minute flashed across my consciousness along with a recommendation I find an IBM Model M keyboard since it would help me achieve about two hundred and fifty words per minute. I stopped and told Sparkle what had happened. She had just been watching pretty much in awe at my typing. I knew I had and IBM clicker with my system out at the place, but I didn't want to have to go back out there just to get it. My memory informed me one of Sparkle's people was using one on the floor below and told me she had two extras. Apparently she didn't ever want to have to use anything else. I told Sparkle about the keyboard. We took the elevator to the floor below and then approached Geraldine, a database specialist, and ask her if I could borrow one of her extra keyboards. She seemed slightly surprised I knew she had them, but was quick to dig one out and let me have it. I promised her I would take good care of it and I would get her a few more as a bonus. I took it and thanked her and went back upstairs. As I was on my way I remembered I'd had to buy my clicker on ebay at auction. I remembered the place I'd gotten it from had several on auction most of the time. When I had the new keyboard hooked up I sent Frank a message asking him to check through the data from ebay and see if he could find the location of a seller that might have had some of the keyboards and get us the address of their warehouse. Might as well secure some if we could. I went back to work on the interface instructions then. After a few minutes it seemed my hands were just typing on automatic. When I started on the images I was surprised to find that I opened Outlook Express and started a newsgroup message. I was soon typing in a binary file. After I finished about twenty of these I saved the decoded files to a folder and then opened them with Photoshop to finish them up. Before my improvements I could have cropped an image with Photoshop at best, now I found myself moving the mouse at a furious pace and making complicated manipulations of the images I had just created. I had to stop after about two hours and go down to greet the new arrivals. Etta and Colleen had been with me until just now when Cynthia and Hanna had come to relieve them. Seven was already in the meeting room with the arrivals when I got there. I took my usual place and she did the change of reference and got the line started. I shook hands and quipped with the newbies for about three hours and when I finished I went back to my workstation and spent another hour and a half inputting the data for the new interface. When I'd finished I asked my virus if the drone had any sense of which of my followers would be best for constructing the interface. A list popped into my new memory and I put it with the information. I went to sparkle and gave her the happy news. She called Margaret to come and see my work. Margaret was floored. She took the list of people the drone had suggested and went to fetch them. I noticed another bit of information in my memory and it was a recommendation from the drone for us to build about ten of these units to hold us until we could get a semiconductor plant going well enough to create a few wafers of the miniaturized parts. I typed out another note to Margaret about it and headed upstairs with Cynthia and Hanna. I was hungry and my hands and arms were actually pretty sore about now. Dinner wasn't ready yet when I got there so I wandered over to Nancy and sat with her for a while. "What've you been up to Jack?" Nancy asked. I gave her a rundown of my new found typing skill and how it had been used today. She grinned at me and I knew something was coming. I hoped it wasn't going to be painful. "Poor little long dick. He had to actually work for a while today and now he's tired," she said, giving me her evil little grin. "I guess you're right Nancy. It actually felt good to be doing something constructive," I told her. "Well try to do a little something every day then." "Yes Ma'am." A little light went off in my head. Seemed like every time Nancy told me to do something now I automatically replied with Yes Ma'am. I began to get a little suspicious. Nancy noticed me pondering and she couldn't help but laugh. "Why you little bitch. You planted that in me didn't you," I accused her, laughing myself. "I'm sorry Jack. I just couldn't help myself," she said, laughing herself now. "Hell I don't mind Nancy. You know I can take a joke." "You won't have to do it anymore. The suggestion should lose its effect since you've discovered it," she said. "Now that I know about it I wonder how you managed to keep from laughing out loud every time I did it," I said. "It was hard not to." Suppertime rolled around and we ate. We all decided to go back out to the house for the night. Seven had one of our lately acquired Sikorsky VH 3D helicopters pick us all up. It was one of the late presidents helicopters I'm sure most people would recognize. I wondered if this was the one Nixon left in. When we got back into the house I was greeted by most of my favorite women who hadn't been to the hotel to stay with me. I got plenty of hugs and kisses and not a few little gropes. It was fun. Just as things were getting to be really fun a messenger from Clair, who was in the control center, came up and ask me to go see Clair. Seven and I headed her way. When we arrived we found Kelly and Clair in the control center. Clair spoke up and told me Billy had just surrendered with the remainder of his band. Hueys were already in route to pick them up. I was glad Billy was no longer a problem. We had devoted more resources to his containment than we really should have. At least we had rounded him up without bloodshed. Billy was to be checked out by nurses as soon as he arrived. I noticed information from the drone and focused on it. It was a rundown on Billy. He was only about three months out of the Army when the deaths started. He had been an NCO in the infantry and his main attribute seemed to be stubbornness. I was sure we could put it to good use later. I was surprised a few minutes later when I noticed a message from the drone in my memory. It asked me to sleep soon since it wanted to discus something with me. I kissed Clair and Kelly goodnight then Seven and I headed back toward the house. When I got back I went almost directly to my bedroom and undressed for bed. I lay down and was asleep almost at once. "Jack, the drone thinks you need to make some decisions about our course of action." My virus told me almost at once. "What does it think I need to decide?". "I can report good progress is already being made toward constructing the human to machine interface and a working prototype should be finished by tomorrow afternoon." the virus told me. "Good. How are we going to be able to best use this new device?" "It will help you in countless ways. The main focus of your work in the area now should be to proceed toward manufacturing the miniaturized parts which will allow you to make portable personal interface devices all your personnel can use when interacting with machinery. For instance, once you have personal interface devices the aircraft which have fly-by-wire capabilities can be controlled from the interface without the need for the pilot to give physical cues to the machine via the older type input devices. This will effectively put the pilot's brain into the control loop of the aircraft and after training your pilots should be much more proficient. This is just one example of how the new interface can help." "I hadn't even considered such uses. In other words this interface is not only useful when interacting with computers?" I asked. "It will be useful anytime a human needs to interact with any programmable machine. "The drone also suggest you consider having several of your highly placed workers consider the memory modifications you had. It thinks they would be especially useful to Margaret, Sparkle, and Seven among others. "It told me to point out you could use the new technology to send them alerts such as it sends you now via a message to your enhanced memory. They would also be able to communicate with you the same way," my virus told me. "I need to think about it for a while. Is there anything else the drone wanted to tell me?" "Yes, the drone wants your permission to move." "Where does it want to move, and why?" "The drone wants to begin moving toward an orbit around this planet. It will first move from behind the gas giant so it will be within line of sight of this planet. Moving into line of sight will facilitate direct communication between the drone and this planet. "It wants to send instructions for modifying one of the large antenna systems already present on this planet. The modifications will enable nearly instantaneous communication between the drone and the antenna system and therefore between itself and you. It would also enable the drone to send large information files directly to computer systems here on earth." "I can see the advantages there. Does the drone know of any disadvantages?" "It will slightly detract from the drone's capabilities to defend this solar system from attack. However, there is small likelihood of such an attack. The aliens who built the drone are in defacto control of the entire universe, the only resistance to their control is scattered and is particularly thin in this group of galaxies." "Very well, have the drone proceed as it wishes. What types of large files does it anticipate sending to computer systems on earth?" "The drone is currently searching and indexing all accumulated knowledge from your planet. It is organizing the data and crosschecking the material from different fields and different individuals for consistency. It then intends to present the information in an organized way to facilitate the education of remaining individuals on earth. "Much of the knowledge is very valuable and should be helpful in restarting scientific research here. The drone also intends to seek out and correlate data to aid in instruction of upcoming individuals you may encounter. "It thinks it can structure a computer directed education process for individuals which will enable you to use fewer trained professionals to educate your young and to finish educating the survivors who need more education." "I think you've reached the limit of what I can absorb for now. I'll sleep now and consider these things tomorrow." I didn't want my head to spin completely off. It seemed the drone was organizing the resuscitation of earth. It all sounded logical and right, or close enough anyway. I wondered if it was the best thing. It might be. The tasks the drone was taking over would mostly be making up for a lack of trained personnel. Establishing a curriculum for computer-aided education was a step which would have been helpful even if earth hadn't been purged. Things would be easier to do now since there weren't so many idiots who had to be convinced they needed to be done, and we didn't have layers upon layers of thieving politicians and bureaucrats stealing all they could carry. I was the only idiot who had to be convinced. If there were any educators left alive though, I would want to at least get their feedback on what the drone came up with. I slipped off into dreamless sleep then. The virus woke me at seven AM. It had an important message from the drone and it told me I needed to warn Margaret since she intended to begin broadcasting for everyone who could hear to come in today. The drone estimated we would get as many as fifteen thousand people today if we broadcast on the scale we were planning. It had a suggestion for an alternate scheme. I showered and dressed and headed for the hotel without eating. I descended into my suite when I arrived. Etta and Colleen had been warned I was on my way and my breakfast was ready. Since they were in their good morning uniforms I greeted them appropriately with kisses and plenty of manual titty and ass inspections. When I was sure their nipples were plump and firm and their pussies were about to drip I sat down to breakfast. Margaret came out to join me a few minutes later. She was also ready for inspection so I hopped right up and did my best to make sure she had my dick on her mind too. At least the day was getting off on the right foot. "Margaret, the drone has estimated we will get as many as fifteen thousand people today if we use the coverage we were planning on," I said. "Jesus, it'll be a madhouse." "The drone gave me an alternate plan and estimates it will bring in about a thousand. Do you have any objection to trying its plan?" "None at all. I'd much rather have less than expected instead of more than we can possibly handle." "Good. The drone also suggested at least Sparkle, Seven, and you have the memory modification I got. What do you think?" "Will you still pat my ass every now and then after it's memory instead of fat?" "I promise to increase my groping." "I'm game then," she said. "The drone pointed out we could share messages via the virus using the special memory scratch pad Sparkle thought of. I wonder if I'll be able to pass you nasty notes in class." "I hope so. You know Nancy won't stand for being left out of this don't you?" she said. "I hope she won't. I'm dying to see what kind of grief she can give me when she gets a direct line into my head." "I'm pretty sure Nancy will come up with something we won't expect," Margaret said. We finished eating and Margaret was in a rush to get the schedule of broadcasts changed. She left the table and headed back to my bedroom to shower and dress. Seems she and Sparkle liked to sleep in my bed even if I wasn't present. I definitely approved. I thought to the virus and asked about Sparkle. A note popped into my memory saying Sparkle was still sleeping and was currently having a sexual dream involving me. What a wonderful use for this new memory. I gave Etta and Colleen another thorough kissing and groping just for luck and then headed into the bedroom. I stripped and slipped into bed behind Sparkle, snuggling up behind. I was delighted to find she slept nude. I pressed my boner up to her ass and lay an arm over her tiny frame searching for one of her pert titties. I was in luck and found one right away. Sparkle made a little approving sound, but she didn't wake. I pressed my dick more firmly between her delicious little buns and toyed with the nipple on the titty I'd located. Her hips wiggled a little and then pressed back toward me. I caressed my way from her titty down into her bush and then wormed a finger down onto her labia. They were just slightly damp so I wiggled a fingertip between them and after generating a little more lubricant I teased her clit with it. Sparkle gave a little groan from her throat and pressed her pussy onto my finger more firmly, then her hips made a little hunch onto it. I stroked her clitoris again and pressed the finger into her while kissing and nibbling on her neck and up to her earlobe. She still didn't wake, but her breathing did increase. I resisted the urge to ask the virus what was going on and then instructed it not to give me any feedback for a while. Sparkle was pretty wet now. I reached between her legs with the hand on her pussy and made room to push my dick through from behind. When it was sticking between her legs from the backside I pressed up on the bottom side of it and let it press on her labia as I stroked it slightly. Sparkle stirred and then stiffened. I knew she was waking and wondered what she would think. "Jack, is that you Jack?" she asked, in a sleepy voice. "Yes, it's me." "How nice. I was just dreaming of you and then I wake up and you're here. It feels like you've been playing with me in my sleep," she said, sounding a little more alert now. "Guilty as charged. I'm thinking about fucking you. What do you think?" "It's a good plan for sure. You should do it more often." "It does seem like fun." I pulled back a little farther and pressed my dickhead up to her entrance. She sensed I was about to push it up her and cocked her hips back to give me a better angle. "Careful with that big thing Jack," she said, whispering as I slid a couple of inches in her. "I'm always careful with it - it's loaded you know." "I know. I just wish it had a fertile target," she said, sighing as I slid in farther. "Do you want me to have Janet check you out and get you set up to bear fruit?" "Oh yes, I'd love it. Do you think it will be all right for me to be pregnant?" she asked, wistfully. "I think it would be wonderful. You can compute while you're pregnant can't you?" "Yes, but what if we need to fight? What if an emergency comes up?" "I'll make sure it doesn't come to that," I told her, sliding all the way in now. We were quiet for a while as I stroked into her willing slit. She was very tight, but she was also very wet and willing. She pushed back to me on every stroke. "Can I get on top Jack?" "Sure." She dislodged my dick and turned around, remounting me as I rolled onto my back. When I entered her this time I slid in much deeper. We both sighed and then Sparkle began rising off and then falling back onto my hard dick. I took a titty in each hand and squeezed. They were the smallest on earth as far as I knew. They were still delightful poking up proudly from her chest. I twisted and pinched the nipples and Sparkle groaned loudly. She loved for me to tease them. She began pumping her hips in earnest now. Her pussy gripped me urgently as she worked herself on and off me. "Just think Sparkle, it won't be long before the come I spurt into you gets something started." She shivered at the thought and now she was nearly there. I dropped my hands to her ass and gripped her cheeks firmly, pulling her down onto me harder as she groaned. "God damn you bastard, fuck me harder. Make me a baby Jack. Give me one." I pushed up into her as hard and as far as I could as I jerked her down by my grip of her ass. I felt my come starting and I held her to me. She cried out again and shuddered then she locked her muscles tight and as she climaxed I pumped my come up her. She moaned once more and fell in a heap onto me as I gave her limp body four of five more strong thrusts to finish. She lay on me panting then and I caressed her ass and back with my hands, kissing her face and lips. Sparkle felt comfortable lying on me. She didn't weigh much and it was handy to have her naked body within easy reach. I spent quite a bit of time teasing and playing with her ass. Later I pulled her up to suck on her nipples. Margaret came out of the bathroom dressed after a few minutes and looked over to us. She had a wicked little smile on her face. "I see while the cat must work the mice are fucking," she said, and giggled. "Careful, I might just drag you in here with us," I warned. "I'd love it, but I have to go and see about reducing our call up by about fourteen thousand," she said. "What?" Sparkle asked, surprised. ------- Chapter 76 I explained to Sparkle what the drone had warned me about as Margaret left. She cursed and said she'd better get going too since she would need to warn her people to be ready if the altered plan didn't reduce the numbers enough. Reluctantly I let go of her. I just lay there while she showered and dressed. Then I got up and rinsed off myself. After I'd dressed I wandered down into the offices and found Rodney. He was heading up the small contingent that was trying to make plans to get some type of education system going. I told him the drone was preparing some plans to help him with it. He was curious about it so I told him if he wanted it I would give the OK for his virus to contact him and let the drone send him a report on what was being prepared. He was delighted and so I thought an approval to my virus and told Rodney he probably should go take a nap. He left at once. I couldn't get over how smoothly things seemed to be running now and I wondered what the next fuckup would be. Surely they weren't over. I could see the drone and the viruses would help us avoid them in the future. The drone had averted a major snafu this morning with the heads up about our broadcast. I decided to go down and watch the process for the first announcement. I went to the studio we were using for the broadcast on CNN's former channel. No live broadcast was going out. On a monitor I could see a movie was on the air. I watched it for a few minutes and a small window would appear telling people an AM radio station was also operating now and instructing them where to tune. It also explained if they couldn't get the AM signal yet others would be coming online later. Apparently they were using the Satellite Broadcast to direct survivors to the radio frequencies. The radio's range could be managed more easily so the call up information would be going out via radio. I wandered around a little and found the radio broadcast booth. The two anchor babes were in it and seemed to make an announcement every few minutes. I idly wondered how many people were actually listening to the transmission. We'd have no way of knowing how many were coming until they got here. I noticed a message in my immediate memory area. My virus sent that it had requested the drone to update me on the number of people listening to the broadcast and the number of those who had decided to come in. I had the figures in about fifteen minutes. Twenty-two hundred and sixteen people had heard the announcement so far and nine hundred and thirteen had decided to come to the hotel. Two hundred and six were already on the way. I went to find Margaret so I could give her the happy news. She was in her office. When I gave her the figures she called down to the studio and asked them to stop broadcasting the call, since we had nearly a thousand headed this way already. "Jack, do you realize we won't have any control over the ones coming in today," Margaret asked. "We won't have direct control over them until they've been tricked. We will have information telling us if any are likely to give us any trouble. The drone will point out individuals who need our attention and we can have the nurses examine them at once." I told her grinning. "What makes you think only men are capable of giving us trouble?" Margaret asked. "I guess it's my overwhelming confidence in the magnetism of my personality. I just always assume I will be able to handle any recalcitrant women," I said, grinning again. "I understand, and I'm inclined to agree with you to a certain extent. You do realize if we get a thousand people joining us today there will more than likely be eight hundred women and two hundred men. I think eight hundred new women might tax even your abilities," she said, and laughed. "I had forgotten it completely about somehow. I just assumed we would get nearly equal amounts of men and women. I know it was a ridiculous assumption and if I'd thought about it for a minute I would have known I was being foolish. "It might make things a little difficult. We have male trick teams I know, but it isn't as easy to get a woman to go for a quickie as it is to convince a man to dip his wick with a willing nurse," I said. "Maybe and maybe not. I'm assuming most of the women who come in will be attached to a male also coming in. Once we trick the male he can take care of his own women." "It should be a help and if women do come in alone they might be more amenable to a little slap and tickle if they've been alone for a while," I said, but I knew I was just hoping for the best. "I guess we'll just have to wait and see what develops," Margaret said. "I'll ask the drone to check over the data of all those who are coming and warn us about any who might need immediate attention." People started arriving less than two hours after the first broadcast started. They were met at the airport gate and directed to the receiving area of the hotel. Interviewers were waiting for them there and their vital statistics were recorded, even though we could get any information we wanted about them from the drone. We didn't feel like we should let them in on that little fact just now, or maybe ever. They were all asked if they would like to participate in our efforts or if they would rather just stay here for shelter and security. I had already decided I wanted to maintain my all-volunteer workforce if it could support us. I wasn't going to make people work if they didn't want to. Their wishes along these lines were recorded along with information they volunteered regarding what they might be qualified to do if they were inclined to help. The machinery was under way now. I got a memory flash telling me there were now eleven hundred and eight people who had decided to come in. The last of them should be at the hotel by four PM. I also had a list of twenty-seven men and sixty-two women who should be brought under control immediately. Sixteen of these men were already actively planning to reconnoiter for situations they could take advantage of and planned to leave again if things looked too difficult to manipulate. They would be in for a big surprise. Most of the women who needed attention were just listed as very intelligent and very manipulative. The drone pointed out they had already been the cause of much consternation in the groups they were with. The drone suggested the best approach for most of these women would be to have them examined by doctors who seemed to be higher ranking. I gave Margaret the drone's suggestions and list of arrivals who needed attention and she said she could take care of it. A gathering was arranged that evening and I made a short speech to all the new volunteers. I welcomed them and laid out the no coerced sex rules, making sure I repeated that infractions would not be tolerated. I also explained again that work was not required to obtain subsistence or security. I did mention any participation by them would be greatly appreciated. Since there were so many, Margaret explained I wouldn't have time to greet each one of them individually. She told them I was usually at the hotel every day and they should feel free to introduce themselves to me if they ran across me. I was glad there wasn't going to be another receiving line. It wasn't that I didn't want to meet the people, I did. Meeting a thousand people in an endless line everyday didn't seem much like actually meeting them to me. It was more like a useless formality that took hours and hours. When I got back upstairs for my supper I found Sparkle and Seven there. We talked and they said they would like to get started with their memory modification. When Margaret arrived later she said she was anxious too, but she didn't think she could take the time right now to do it. My memory gave me a tickle and I saw a message from my virus. It told me Margaret could get her modification in two stages. The first would take only a couple of hours and could be done during her normal sleep period. The second would still take about twenty-two hours. She would get some advantages from just the first stage, though they would only amount to better utilization of her current memory and intelligence. I asked Margaret and she agreed to undergo the first phase tonight. I was curious about this partial enhancement. I asked Margaret to be ready to report any advantages she found from this stage alone. She promised she would try. My virus messaged me and told me even the first stage would allow Margaret and I to communicate through notes passed between our viruses and our memory, since the immediate retrieval area had been placed in existing cranial memory. I felt strange for a moment discussing the usage of my brain with what was technically an infection. I got a message from my virus shortly. It pointed out even though it had entered my body uninvited it really felt it was more of a symbiote than an infection. I wondered if I had offended my virus. It sent me another message that assured me it wasn't capable of being offended. This was starting to seem a little strange to me so I asked the virus not to communicate with me for a couple of hours unless an emergency came up. Frankly, I thought that I needed some time to just be a human again if I could get it. Nancy and the others were all back at the house but I contacted Clair and asked her to have them return to help watch over Seven, Sparkle, and Margaret. They loaded up and made the trip. When Nancy discovered what was going on she demanded to be in on the action. I graciously consented at once, knowing I didn't really have a choice. "I guess you need more memory so you can keep up with my short comings." "Jack, you have several faults, but short comings aren't any of them. I'd say there isn't any thing short on you." Nancy said, to howls from the others. "Yes Ma'am." I said, and then gave her a little grin. "That's enough of that Jack. Actually, I'm intrigued by the thought of being able to send you a message anytime I want to." "I know Nancy. Just think, now I'll be able to tell you how much I love you even when you're not with me," I said, knowing I'd said exactly the right thing for once. I looked right into Nancy's face as I told her. I could see her eyes mist over and she actually made a little gulping sound. She threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly. "You big longed dicked bastard," she said, breaking into real tears. I hugged her to me and stroked her back. I noticed all the women who had come from Austin with me were here and Aimee, Jasmine, Shelly, and Sarah were here also. I asked them all if they wouldn't like to have the procedure. Most of them didn't even know what was going on so Aimee, Margaret, Seven, Sparkle, and I explained the entire virus and drone developments to them. It took nearly two hours to finish. They all finally agreed to take part. I went out into the main room. Cynthia and Hanna were up and about and I supposed they were on duty. They had reverted to their eveningwear though. It was my first look at them in a long T-shirt only. Of course they had spectacular asses and legs and I welcomed the look at their breasts with only the T-shirt covering them. I approached them and held out open arms hoping they would come to me for a kiss. They didn't disappoint me and as I nibbled on their respective necks, fondling their asses, I whispered my thanks for their willingness to help keep up my morale. "We'll be glad to spend all night working on your morale if you need for us to," Hanna said, and giggled. I gave her ass a little pinch and told her I just might need some extra moral support tonight and then explained to her all my bodyguards would probably need to prepare to help out in the bedroom as I would soon have several women sleeping soundly, and I would need help incase something came up. "What could come up?" Hanna asked giving my hard dick a squeeze. "That too, but actually the women will not be able to wake even if some emergency should occur, so I think at least half of you should be up and ready just in case." She sensed my seriousness then and I could almost see her shift into professional mode. Hanna went to wake all the others so they could decide how the shifts would be arranged. Cynthia went to the phone and called Jonathon's office asking for a crew to make sure food, coffee, and service help would be available all night. As she was doing this I decided if the memory modification proved as helpful as I thought it would I was going to ask all my permanent bodyguards to undergo the process. I thought it could prove very helpful to send my bodyguards private messages no matter where they were. Hanna returned to me in a couple of minutes and asked how they should dress, since they might be called on for emergency help. I told her they should consider the emergency part of their duties secondary to their job of keeping up my morale. She smiled and nearly giggled. "Yes sir, I'll make the happy announcement," she told me, turning and flicking up the hem of her T-shirt to show her great asscheeks as she headed over to the waiting remainder of my royal guard. I could tell already I had the beginnings of a wonderfully long night. I just sat back on the couch and let my dick throb for a while. Soon six women came out of the elevator pushing two serving carts. One held two large coffee machines and the other held a small buffet. They were all dressed in the normal fatigues. Hanna went to them and there was a mini conference. Three of them reentered the elevator. The others got the two carts into serving shape. The elevator opened again in about ten minutes and the three who had left returned dressed in T-shirts, with legs, asscheeks, and bushes flashing me as they moved. The three who had remained with the serving carts then took their leave, presumably to change. Motioning Hanna and Cynthia to me then, we went into the bedroom. All the girls there had showered and were getting into the three large beds. I went to each and gave then a kiss goodnight. Then when they had all lay down I made a show of tucking in the covers on each bed. I bid them pleasant dreams, and then Hanna, Cynthia and I left for the outer suite, closing the door behind us. Going over to the service carts to get a sandwich and some coffee, I introduced myself to Sherry, Belinda, and Janey and gave them all a kissing and groping. They seemed just a little shy at first but were all giggling and enthusiastic before I was done. Their newly redressed helpers arrived just as we finished getting acquainting so I just continued with Jerylyn, Carolyn and Alicia. My vigil was looking better every minute. Sitting on one of the couches with my coffee and sandwich while I was eating, I asked my virus to check with the drone for a progress report on today's arrivals. I got a report in about ten minutes. All the prospective problems had been tricked. The women had been easier than I'd expected. It seems that they had intended to start their machinations with the seemingly high ranked doctors. All of the problem women who were turned were sent for training as trick teams. The problem men were relieved of their duplicitous nature and were instructed to initiate any unattached women they could. To me it seemed like an appreciate reward. Instead of trying to figure out how to fuck with me and the system they could spend their time just trying to fuck any untricked person they came across. Both men and women from this group were given a short briefing and a two-hour nap so they could be contacted no matter where they were. After a little more thought I had all the trick squads get the briefing and the nap. The drone also informed me three hundred more of those who had heard today's broadcast intended to come in tomorrow. I decided to talk to Margaret as soon as her nap was finished and ask her to increase our capacity for processing new arrivals. I tried to relax for a while and mostly spent my time getting to know, flirting with, and groping the members of my guard who were awake. Two hours seemed to fly by and Margaret was coming out of the bedroom before I knew it. I took a stab and sent a message to her through my virus. I could tell as soon as she realized it. Her eyes flew open and she got the strangest look on her face. She came to me. "I can't believe it Jack. It's almost as if you were in my head talking," she said. "You mean you heard it?" I asked, surprised. "I didn't exactly hear it, I could tell it wasn't really spoken, but it just seemed to be like you had spoken to me." I queried my virus and it reported that since none of the viruses had the power of speech they hadn't known how to imitate it when communicating with my memory area. Margaret's virus reported to mine that since it now had an example it thought it could do it. "Margaret, try to send me a message." "Jack can you hear this?" she seemed to say to me. It did seem like it was spoken communication even though I knew I hadn't heard it. I asked my virus if he thought he could do it. "Yes, I think I can." My virus sent me and it did seem like I'd heard it, as a matter of fact it seemed like I'd heard my own voice talking in my head. I'd thought I'd already gotten all the surprises I would from the viruses. I'd been wrong. This was another and it was a big one. It was welcome though. Especially since Margaret's message had seemed like her voice. I fussed over Margaret for a few minutes making sure she was all right and she felt rested. I went to the food service cart with her while she got something to eat and a cup of coffee. Then we went over to a couch and sat while she ate. "I don't feel much different Jack, except for the messages in my head." "Try recalling your earliest memories as a child." Her face lit up in just a few seconds and she got a big smile. She told me she could now remember things from before she could even walk. I smiled then. "Jack I have to make time to get the full treatment. This is outrageous." "I thought you'd feel that way. Just imagine what it will be like when you recognize all the new people that come in the door at once." "You mean you can do that?" she asked, amazed. "And more. You're favorite song is Whole Lotta Love by Led Zepplin," I said. Margaret just looked at me. "Okay smart ass, who was my first boyfriend?" she asked. "Jimmy Kerrigan, you never even let him get to first base," I said, and smirked. "I was only twelve, I barely even had first base," she said, and punched me on the arm. I laughed out loud over it while Margaret just gave me a petulant look. I could tell she was impressed though. Margaret had finished her sandwich and coffee by now. She said she was going to her office to make sure everything was caught up and told me she would be back in an hour or two. She was going to put any call up for tomorrow on hold since she thought she needed to go right back to bed and get the rest of the treatment. I agreed and told her I'd be right here to watch over her. She came back in about an hour and a half and I went into the bedroom with her. I helped her undress and then I patted her cute ass, kissed her goodnight, and tucked her back into bed. I'll swear she was asleep before I got out the door. When I was back in the main room I saw Cynthia and Hanna were about to slip into bed. I guessed their shift was over. I walked over to the bed and they were the only ones in it. I asked if I could join them for a nap. When they agreed I shucked my clothes and got in between them. They giggled and both of them took off their T-shirts and then lay back down. "Would anyone like to ride me to sleep?" I asked in my lecher's voice. ------- Chapter 77 "I would," They both said at once. "Well draw straws to see who gets to go first and then one of you climb on," I said. "You go first Hanna, I'll bet you're already wet," Cynthia said. Hanna admitted she was as she got up and then straddled me. She reached down and placed my dick head to her entrance and started easing down. I reached for a titty with each hand and took hold. I thought to myself there couldn't be any better life. Eight hours later I didn't even wake when Cynthia and Hanna got up. I did when Etta and Colleen got into bed for their rest though. Etta asked if they could ride me to sleep before I could even offer. I just smiled until I thought my face would break and told them it might take me as long as twelve or thirteen seconds to get ready. They giggled and I said, "Next." After helping to settle Etta and Colleen's nerves I slipped back off to sleep. I woke again about four hours later and got up to look for some breakfast. I'd just slipped out of bed and was about to drag on a T-shirt and some boxers when Cynthia and Hanna came over and asked if I wouldn't like a quick shower. They talked me into it. Later, all clean and dressed I found the breakfast table and dove into the ham and eggs and of course the coffee. I finished soon and headed down to my office, which was near Margaret's. I didn't have anything in particular in mind, I just thought I should go there and show myself to the troops. Sitting at my desk I decided I needed to get some information on the state of the world from the drone. I asked my virus to have the drone prepare a report for me detailing the current demographics of earth and pointing out where major conflicts were occurring and where groups were banding together. The report arrived about thirty minutes later and it held some surprises. The biggest one was China seemed to have settled down significantly. A twenty-two year old woman named Xing had gathered about six hundred followers and was systematically expanding her influence. According to the drone she had a small cadre of very devoted followers and they were slowly expanding daily. In England a small group had located a woman of twenty-six they had decided was descended from the Royal Bloodlines and were trying to resurrect the monarchy with her as Queen. The drone said she had been reluctant at first, but she had been convinced she was needed. Strangely, the information they were basing her heritage on was wrong, but stranger still she actually was descended from royalty, just not the way her followers thought she was. The troubles were finally over in Ireland. With all the religious leaders gone things were progressing rather peacefully. They still hated the English but it was on the back burner for now as Englishmen were hard to come by. All Europe was just a smattering of tiny groups, none larger than two hundred and thousands of small groups of twenty to thirty. They all seemed to be hiding from each other and trying to survive without getting into any fights. Russia was wholly in chaos. All of the Russian mob was gone and there were hardly any men left who could organize anything. The women seemed to be the only ones making any type of attempt to put things into any order. Things in the Middle East had settled down somewhat. Israelis had all drawn together in Israel and were concerned only with erecting defenses and gathering food and supplies. All the Arabs now found themselves with more land than they could occupy and were mostly floundering about in small groups. They had even lost interest in attacking the Israelis since the Arab's disorganization and the Israelis organization made any conflicts painful for the Arabs. Africa was still a giant no mans land of killing. No one there was getting along with anyone else. Central and South America seemed to be in a lull. No one seemed to be doing anything but surviving. Not much fighting and not much organization. I assumed since most of the survivors had never known anything but corrupt governments they considered themselves better off without any. The drone confirmed this was a prevalent attitude, even though many there were worried what would become of them if some type of organization didn't materialize. Hoping for some general sense of what was in store I queried the drone for its estimation of the best way to proceed in consolidating earth. It told me it needed to take some time to study the information it had and to consider the situation fully. That was completely reasonable since I wanted a little time to consider the situation myself. I had an inkling I should try to take control of the group that was consolidating China, but I wasn't sure. After checking the progress of the man to machine interface I learned ten units had been constructed. I also found out a detachment of approximately one thousand had been moved to Austin. They had managed to get the power back online there and were currently preparing to get one of the semiconductor plants back into operation. Their first project would be parts for small portable man to machine interfaces. By the end of the day six hundred and seventeen people had answered our call. Fourteen men and twenty-nine women had been identified as needing immediate treatment and that treatment seemed to be going on without incident. After I made the welcoming speech to them today I returned to my suite. The girls were still sleeping. I asked when my supper would be ready and was told that I could sit down and start on my salad at once. I was hungry so I did. Later I was brought a steak and plenty of beans with a Lone Star Long Neck. I was happy and I ate and looked for a place to nap. Luckily I spied a bed with four redheads sleeping together. I shucked my clothes and started to crawl in. I thought of something and asked my virus if it could keep me from getting an erection until I wanted one. It told me that of course it could and so I told it to do so. Getting on the bed and trying not to wake the occupants was a lost cause and one of the girls in the middle woke from the movement. She looked up and recognized me at once. She jostled the other girl in the middle with her. "Wake up. Scoot over a little and give Jack some room," she instructed her bedmate. The other girl looked at me and then smiled. I told them I needed a little nap and I thought I could sleep better if they would press some titties up against me. I asked if they minded. Both of them assured me they didn't. I was soon laying down between them with plenty of Jack to titty contact. I drifted off to sleep thinking to myself the aliens and the viruses and drone had made my life an unbelievably pleasant dream. Later, I woke when the girls near me were getting up, shift change I guessed. I asked my virus to just help me sleep until it was near time for the girls to awake after their modifications. It told me it would unless something came up that needed my attention. After that I slept until my virus told me Nancy and all the others except Margaret were about to wake. It was time I got up and I went to the cart for some coffee. I made a point of giving every woman I saw a good morning kiss and grope. It made for a stimulating wake up. I got a big mug of coffee and headed to the bedroom. When I entered Nancy was just coming around. I started to speak and thought better of it. I told my virus to send her a message telling her I loved her. It was almost comical to see her jerk upright and look around. "I love you too big dick. I guess this is going to be pretty cool," she said, and smiled at me. "Just wait until I learn how to send you dirty pictures." My virus let me know I wouldn't have any trouble doing just that. It told me to just visualize what I wanted to send and it would appear in her immediate memory area. I did it. I imagined what it would look like for me to be sitting in a chair with a naked Nancy stretched out over it awaiting the first lick of a spanking. "Why you big asshole. Why do I deserve a spanking?" Nancy asked, grumbling. "Just a little good morning reward." "What I want is a good morning shower. Help me up you big bully." "Yes Ma'am." "That's enough of that too," she said, as I helped her out of bed. It was a pleasure to help her off with her T-shirt when she was out of bed and then I led her to the bathroom. While she sat down to relieve herself I adjusted the shower and took off my own clothes. Then we entered the shower and I gave Nancy a thorough washing. Afterwards we got out and I dried her. We dressed and I led her out to get some breakfast. I returned to the bedroom asking the virus to make sure the others woke one at a time so I could give them all the same type of attention as they came back. It was probably one of the best mornings of my life. I helped each one out of bed as they woke. Took them to the bathroom and washed them and then took them out for their breakfast. I pampered them and reminded them how much I loved them. I was a big hit with my main girls. Margaret was the last to awake of course and she wanted to fret and get right to work. I wouldn't let her. I made sure she got the full treatment and when I led her out to breakfast I told her she wasn't to go down to work for at least an hour and she wasn't even to think about work until then. When Margaret had finished we all just sat around playing with our new abilities until she went to the office. It was fun and as the girls learned to send images things got a little bawdy for a while. They quickly learned it was fun for them to send each other images of me without sending me a copy. I realized I was becoming the butt of some jokes and Nancy finally sent me a picture of myself as a big walking dick with my real head instead of a dick head. I laughed hard at that. After Margaret went to work the home girls decided they wanted to go back out to the place and see if they could torment me from there. I was going to go with them, but they made me stay at the hotel so they could play with their new features. I pouted a little and then relented telling them I guess I could find someone or something to do here. I drifted down to Margaret's office, taking my time, pinching and patting every beautiful ass I encountered. When I got to Margaret she told me that even with no broadcast we would still get nearly five hundred arrivals today. We talked over some plans for increasing our ability to process arrivals. We also started planning to start trying for consolidation at our other facilities. With the drone's input we decided to send out small groups in loudspeaker trucks at all the other facilities. They would start tomorrow. Nancy and some of the others teased me telepathically at odd times during the day. I enjoyed it all and it seemed to make our bonds stronger. I don't know why exactly but it did. Later that day the drone informed me it had initiated its first major gravitational slingshot from its orbit around Jupiter. It was truly on its way to an earth orbit. Margaret and I packed it in for the day and we also told Sparkle it was quitting time. We went back upstairs, had supper and retired. We made love and then drifted off satiated. We were up, bathed, dressed and fed by nine AM the next morning. Margaret and Sparkle headed right down to their offices since they were going to use the drone's help to try for two thousand arrivals today. I wished them well and lounged with my bodyguards. About ten AM my virus told me it had just received a report from Janet's virus. Somehow Janet had failed to conceive during her last ovulation. She was the only one of my main family who wasn't pregnant. I asked if it knew what had gone wrong and it didn't. It told me that Janet's virus was currently doing a cell-by-cell examination of her reproductive system and if it found anything wrong it would make it right. I decided to go back out to the place for a day or two and I informed one of my guards to get the rest ready to go. We left in the former president's helicopter about an hour later. When we got to the place I was a little surprised to see only a few planes by the airstrip and I also noticed that almost all of the parked semi-trailers were gone. The place once again looked like a big ranch and not an armed camp. Seven was there to meet us when we touched down and I asked her about it. She told me the collected supplies and the planes had been moved to the DFW facilities. She assured me the place's defenses were still more than adequate. When I entered the house I found that traffic here was also significantly reduced. There were still a lot of people, mostly beautiful women and girls around, but the numbers had been reduced and overcrowding was no longer an issue. Things here at the place just reinforced my feeling I now had an efficient organization taking care of things. I felt I didn't need to bother with everyday decisions anymore and I would soon have even more time on my hands. I intended to use it making plans and making babies. Things were going a little too good. I wasn't going to gripe though. I spent the day just roaming around and checking things out. I even took an hour to go for a swim. I talked with Janet trying to give her moral support and promising her we'd get her baby on the way ASAP. Later I made my way to the command center and found it now fully manned and functioning smoothly. I headed back to the house around five PM intending to eat. My virus flashed me a message from the drone. "They know. They're returning at once. They will be here in approximately sixty hours and would like a meeting with you," the drone's message said. "Who are they?" I asked my virus, hoping I'd jumped to the wrong conclusion. "The Aliens," My virus told me. Well fuck. What now? Things were looking so good just five minutes ago. Now I get news of probable extermination in sixty hours. What could I do about it? Not a fucking thing. All I could do was worry for sixty hours. Had the drone reported on us even though it had assured us it wouldn't? Had the Aliens left some other tattletale that even the drone didn't know about? How had they found out? I guessed that it didn't matter now. They knew. They even knew that it was me they wanted to talk to. How could they have known without the drone telling them I was the ringleader? This was exactly what I'd worried about when we first gained communication with the viruses and the drone. Now it was coming to pass. Should I have left the drone alone? Given the circumstances I know I couldn't have. The drone was too powerful and too useful to ignore. All I could do now was hope the Aliens didn't kill us all. I sure as hell couldn't think of a way to stop them. I decided to go to bed alone and try to consider any options I could think of. I asked my virus, and through it the drone to keep this secret from everyone else. I might as well let them have a last few days of happiness since it seemed that all our days could easily end soon. I also asked my virus if it could do anything to help me seem normal when I got up in the morning. If it hadn't been for my communication with my virus I could have never slept that night. As it was the virus slipped me right off into unconsciousness and I slept through until seven AM. When I woke I surprised myself by feeling good and fairly calm. I started to ask my virus if it was responsible for my feelings of well-being and then I cut that request short. I was sure it was responsible, but I didn't really want to know how. I spent the day just walking around the place and talking to the people there. They were my friends and my responsibility. I just tried to get to know the ones I didn't know so well and I tried to enjoy the company of those that I did know. I spent a lot of time with Nancy, Karen, Shelly and Sarah. I teased and flirted with Susan and her twins. I had time to talk to Johnny and let him know how proud I was of him and his work on the place. I knew we might all be doomed but I was able to keep it in the back of my mind and put on a good front for everyone else. The next day I spent at the hotel doing the same types of things. Keeping myself involved with what was going on and concentrating on getting to know my people better. The drone had been careful not to let the bad news slip out and it was heartening to me to see the good attitude everyone had. The call-ups had been spread farther and we were expecting nearly three thousand today. We were also getting around two to three hundred a day at the other facilities. Things were looking good all over while our possible doom was approaching at a speed faster than light. I tried to keep my mind on the positive aspects. I knew it would be pulled into reality soon enough. At the end of the day I was tired. I went back to the place for supper. After I'd eaten I went into my study and closed the door shutting myself in alone. I wanted to check on our approaching doom in private. "How long now?" I asked my virus. "You will need to meet them at approximately eight AM," it replied. It had taken to addressing me in a slightly modified version of my own voice. It actually seemed like I was talking to my self. No real sounds were made, but somehow my voice came to me from my auditory nerves. If I hadn't been so preoccupied I would have probably asked my virus about the exact mechanism. "You have been very upset since you got this news. The drone has wanted to point some things out to you, but it and I have been hesitant. Do you feel that you could consider some things with me now?" My virus asked. "Go ahead then. Let me have it, but one point at a time please." "Very well. First you should know the Aliens almost never contact species that are to be terminated. You know from your own planet's experience no contact was made before the terminations were initiated." "I see, what usually prompts the Aliens to contact a target then?" I asked. "Except for some special cases species are not contacted unless they are to be informed about the Alien's existence. This usually happens shortly after a species has discovered a way to travel faster than light," My virus informed me. "I guess we can discount that possibility. Do they ever contact species that aren't about to discover faster than light travel?" "They have contacted three species previously that were not to that stage of development," it said. "What was the reason for these contacts?" "Try not to let this discourage you without considering it fully. The three species were contacted as an experiment for roughly the same reasons that your species was interfered with. "The species were wallowing in self-absorbed activities. None were making progress toward discovery. They were all mostly concerned with wars, religion, and politics on their planet. Their main leaders were contacted and urged to quit these non-productive pursuits. They were asked to consolidate their worlds and concentrate on research and space exploration." My virus explained. "In other words the Aliens appeared and told them to get with the program or die," I thought to it, bitterly. ------- Chapter 78 "Not exactly. They were just encouraged to get with the program as you said. They were not threatened. As I explained they were all experimental contacts with the hope of salvaging a seeding that had lost its focus, so to speak. I should add that all three contacts were carried out differently and studied closely. They all failed and all ended in total sterilization of the planets," the virus said. "Exactly what part of this portion should I not be discouraged about? You've said we are in a similar situation and that failed experiments at this stage have all ended in sterilization. It doesn't seem to leave much hope for us." "You are in a roughly similar situation in one sense, but you are the first species to receive this type of treatment. Believe me, what has gone on here will be studied thoroughly. It is true the Aliens have sterilized all planets that were contacted before they had made out of system explorations. It is also true the contacts were not the reason for the sterilizations and the contacts were actually attempts to steer the species toward the desired direction," my virus explained. "Yes, but we had already been steered without contact. We were pruned, for want of a better term." "You weren't steered. You were given no hints to lead you in any direction. Your civilization was destroyed and enough of your species was left to enable a new civilization to be built. The drone assumes a more acceptable civilization was hoped for." "Is there a point the drone is trying to make in this discussion? I'll admit what you've told me has allayed my fear of immediate termination slightly," I said. "That was the main point. That and to inform you no first contact has ever been made for the purpose of informing a species they are to be sterilized. "The drone suspects that if you were to be terminated you would not have been summoned to an audience. The drone believes if you were to be terminated it would have been ordered to initiate the sterilization," my virus said. "In other words I should not assume we are marked for elimination yet." "Exactly. The drone believes your best course of action is to wait and see what happens without worrying. Especially since the drone cannot formulate any alternative course of action." "Very well. Please help me to sleep restfully until an hour and a half before I'm to be contacted." I left my study and as I went out the door I saw Nancy and Sarah approaching me. Nancy had a determined look on her face. "Come on over to the kitchen with us Jack. We're going to fix you a little snack and then we're going to put you to bed," Nancy ordered. Frankly I was glad to. Just Nancy's appearance made me feel better and Sarah's beautiful presence was always an attitude booster. As far as I knew there wasn't an unattractive female left alive on the planet. Most of them probably qualified as beautiful. I might have mentioned it before but Sarah was what I'd call astoundingly beautiful, and she seemed to get more beautiful as time passed. She was just more than perfect in every way. Sarah, Nancy, and Shelly had an uncanny ability to make me feel better just with their proximity. I just felt more at ease and really more nearly complete when they were near me. I know it sounds stupid, but that was how they made me feel. Just as we got to the kitchen Shelly appeared from the guest quarters elevator. Nancy started cooking and in a few minutes they all sat with me. "What's gone wrong now Jack?" Nancy asked. I nearly tried to lie to them, but decided it wouldn't work. I told them the problem. "The Aliens are coming back. They want to talk to me in the morning. The drone doesn't know why, but it doesn't think they have come back to do us in. The drone says I should just try to remain calm and see what they want," I said, spilling it. "Ain't that a bitch? The drone doesn't have any idea what's up?" Nancy asked. "If it does it hasn't mentioned it." "Did the drone say they wanted to talk to you specifically?" Shelly asked. "That's what got me going in the first place. Why would they want to talk to me? They are bound to have information which let them know I was communicating with their drone and using it. I just wonder if they are upset about it." Nancy got up and fixed me a plate and then put it and a cup of coffee in front of me. We just sat in silence for a few minutes as I ate. "I think the drone is right Jack. I think you should just try to relax, get some rest, and then face the music when it starts playing. I can't even begin to think of one fucking thing we can do about it anyway," Sarah said, making perfect sense. "I think you're right and I'm just glad the three of you found me and made me fess up. Anyone want to go lay down and snuggle?" I asked them, and they all wanted to. We went into my bedroom and got into bed. I kissed and snuggled with the three of them. Somehow sex wasn't on my mind at the time. Finally I gave them all a last goodnight kiss and our viruses sent us all into dreamland. It was rare, especially since the communication with the viruses had started, but I did dream that night. I don't remember the dreams, but I do remember they were pleasant. My virus woke me at six-thirty AM. It didn't say anything to me or give me a message it just woke me. Getting out of bed and heading to the shower without waking Nancy, Shelly, or Sarah was my next project. Showering and dressing followed. My wardrobe for the day ended up being jeans and a T-shirt with a pair of lizard skin boots. Dressing for success didn't seem necessary. Susan and the twins were in the kitchen. My breakfast was ready and coffee too. After eating and plenty of coffee my study was my next destination. The Aeron chair beckoned me and then claimed me. It was comfortable and relaxing. My virus relieved my anxiety. It encouraged me to make myself comfortable and wait. My skin tingled at exactly eight AM. Unconsciousness nearly took me but then relented. When my eyes opened my study was gone, replaced by a strangely comforting conference room. It wasn't a conference room like any I'd seen before, but it was a conference room. The chair that held me was almost sinfully comfortable without being soft. The others here were obviously not human. They did have one head on top and two arms, which had hands of a sort on their ends. The hands had four fingers but they were all the same size. There were two opposable thumbs for each hand. One thumb on one side of the fingers and another on the other side. The aliens appeared to be taller than me. Their skin seemed to be normal. It was slightly paler and pinker than mine. Their dress was some type of robe arrangement that was beige in color. They used audible speech to communicate with me and their English seemed to fit perfectly with mine. "Welcome Jack. I am Inglan, a population scientist." A meaningful reply escaped me. Nodding my head in acknowledgement was my response. "By now we know you understand most of what has happened to your planet and civilization. We're sure it was a surprise to you. You were also a very big surprise to us. Perhaps one of the biggest surprises we have ever encountered," Inglan said. My mind was still in a strictly defensive mode. Fearing a wrong response kept me from making any. "I can understand you may be concerned about this visit. We want to assure you no more terminations are being considered for you or your planet. We know you must have many questions and we would like to begin by answering them. Please feel free to ask anything that comes to you," Inglan said. "Who are you?" "What we call ourselves would not translate into your language. The Aliens, which you think of us as, is as good a name for us as anything. We are the dominant life-form in this universe. "Our dominant position is a direct result of our longevity. We were the first life-form to emerge after what you refer to as the big bang," Inglan said. "Did you start life on earth?" "Yes. We began experimenting with initiating life soon after we developed faster than light travel." "Why did you kill so many of the people on earth?" "When we initiate life on a planet we have certain expectations of that life. The life on earth did not meet the requirements and was not progressing toward meeting the requirements. "Usually when this is the case we terminate all life on the planet and erase all traces of that life. Later we re-seed the planet and try again. "We departed from our normal procedure this time. We were somewhat satisfied with the life-form which developed, but we were not satisfied with the civilization that you developed. "The civilization was directly responsible for the stagnation of your progress toward scientific research. Somehow large portions of your resources were being channeled into developing newer and better soap while your research into ways to explore space had to fight for survival. "Of course this is a simplistic rendering of what was actually going on, but I think it will give you an idea of what we were dissatisfied with," Inglan said. "In other words, most of earth's population was eliminated because we didn't try to explore space." "That is partially true, but not exactly true. What we require of a life-form we have started is research. The research should eventually be directed toward understanding and exploration of the universe. "We are not interested in better soap. Earth's main shortcoming was directing most of its resources toward fiscal gain for some at the expense of others," Inglan said. "Then what would you have us do? What can we discover that you don't already know? Wouldn't it be better to tell us all you know and let us work from there?" "In fact you have already discovered something we didn't know. We should have known it, but we neglected to learn it. We knew the facts and even the drone recognized your achievement almost at once. "Strictly speaking you have discovered, since earth's purge, something that has insured your survival and our experiment on earth has already paid its own way so to speak," Inglan said. "What have I possibly discovered?" "You call it the trick," Inglan said. "But I didn't really discover it." "No you didn't. It was discovered by Carlisle, who hid it away and tried to use it for his own designs to become the ruler of all earth. It was also discovered almost at the same time by Jackie, who only used it in a small way to make life easier for himself and Bill. "Jackie also informed Bill of the trick. You, on the other hand, after learning about the trick have used it to consolidate your hold on the re-emerging civilization. "You have also discovered a way to use the trick to appropriate the virus that we created and used it to commandeer our drone for your own use. "Your grasp of the trick and of the use of our virus and our drone has frankly astounded us. You have made more progress with earth than we expected in the next two hundred years. "We didn't even consider or look for the trick on earth. Even though the trick is possible because of something we engineered into your life-form. We certainly never considered the possibility you would be able to communicate with the virus we introduced and never imagined you could use this communication to take over the drone. "We realize now we should have, but it is exactly why we seed planets in the first place. We want the planets to examine the universe as they find it without any preconceived notions we might impart. Our experiment on earth proves it is a viable way to proceed. "So you haven't come to eliminate the rest of us?" ------- Chapter 79 "No. We came back to see what was happening here. The drone didn't report any of this to us. We only knew something out of the ordinary was happening when the drone began moving from the orbit we placed it in toward an orbit around earth. "There is an alarm system on the drone and it is separate from any communication with the drone's AI. It's main function is to report unanticipated movements of the drone, which usually only occur if someone is trying to steal it. "That is unlikely, but it has happened before. When we received the alarm it is what we thought was happening this time. When we queried the drone and it reported everything was normal we were even more suspicious. When we finally regained control of the drone and discovered exactly what had happened we were delighted," Inglan said. "So you are glad we took over the drone? I don't understand why." "We have millions of drones. They are not scarce resources. We fully expected you to discover it and use it within two or three hundred years. We were ecstatic when you found it and took it over in less than a year. "The way you did it was even more of a delight to us. We had great difficulty regaining control. We are glad you hadn't accessed the recorded knowledge it contains that is greatly beyond your earth's current technology since you have shown a propensity already to look at things differently than we do. "Frankly, if Carlisle, Jackie, or Bill had made a more intelligent use of the trick earth would never have been subjected to the terminations. We are more than pleased with the outcome though. "The terminations and the introduction of the virus have amplified and hastened earth's progress. We have decided you are exactly what earth needed and we are delighted you are already moving in the direction that seems most promising to us," Inglan said. "What direction is that?" "We see you are intending to unite earth into one civilization with yourself as king. We also know you are not interested in selfish or foolish actions. You have an ingrained fairness and almost all of your actions have shown you will not tolerate individuals gaining power over others and forcing them into nonconsensual compliance. "You have made yourself the leader and you control all you command, but you do not use the power you have for meaningless pursuits. We look forward to the time when you have the whole of earth under your command," Inglan said. "What do you expect of me then?" "We expect you to put earth back together under one ruler. We expect you to rebuild civilization and leave out petty maneuvering for money. The earth's current resources and technology can give everybody whatever they want materially. "As you are doing this we would like for you to rebuild education and then research. We still want you to find your own way to out of system exploration, but it is not now mandatory," Inglan said. "What does that mean?" "It means you have already paid earth's debt. What you have discovered and shown us is already worth the trouble we went to in seeding earth. We hope you will continue, but it isn't required for your survival. "We rate knowledge as the ultimate currency and you have provided knowledge that we should have gained on our own, but didn't. You can't know and we won't tell you how valuable this particular knowledge is to us. It has made you and earth worthwhile to us though. Anything else discovered by you and your population is above and beyond what we expected," Inglan said. In a way I was confused, but in another I was delighted. I requested a break to consider these revelations. It was granted and an Alien led me to a small room for rest and reflection. Saying that this morning's explanations were surprising would be quite an understatement. Even though the Aliens had been forthcoming with their explanations my understanding still wasn't greatly enhanced. Mostly I was relieved with their announcement we had paid earth's debt. In another way I felt anger over their highhanded control over us, and what I considered the impossible position they had put us in. They had killed billions of us for underperformance. To me it was terribly unfair since no performance specifications had been put forward. In fact no hint had been left to let us know we needed to perform at all. This new notion that earth had paid its debt was tremendous and I was glad to know about it, but I didn't trust it at all. My knowledge of what the Aliens were and what they wanted was still lacking and any trust I had in them was practically zero. Of course I wasn't about to mention anything of the sort to them, but I would hold it in my mind always. No matter how they praised us now I could not believe a word of it. Frankly I couldn't understand how they thought it could be any other way. I was also a little suspicious of why they thought I had done so much. Aimee was really the one who'd discovered her virus and communicated with it. She was also the one who had first taken control of the drone. Sarah and Shelly had taught me the trick and Seven had let me know it could be used on males also. My contribution seemed small to me. It seemed my main claim to fame was being in the right place at the right time. Now I was poised to take over the whole earth and lead it into the future. What were my qualifications? An Alien fetched me back to the conference room after about two hours. Inglan was at the table again. My same seat was my destination. "We know you are probably overwhelmed Jack. We know your task may seem daunting to you. It will be easier than you think. You have a secure organization already. You have already discovered your communication with the virus and the drone can insure you have no dissenters in your ranks. "Basically you need only consolidate your hold on earth, rebuild the education system, procreate, and educate. While you need not use the virus to make automatons of your population you can use it to eliminate dissension. "It will allow you to have a civilization without crime and without want. You haven't forced anyone to work who didn't want to, yet almost all who have come to you have volunteered to work. "We have let you see the transport technology by using it on you. The drone is fully enabled to transport and we will not keep the technology from you. It was within earth's grasp before the terminations. "We will expedite the drone's move to an orbit around earth before we leave. We will be blocking your access to technologies which are far ahead of what earth has discovered, but every other part of the drone will be available to you. "We will also be leaving two more drones in this system, but they are only for your protection from the few scattered renegade individuals we don't control. They are not here in an overwatch capacity for us. If any of the minor groups are encountered the drones will subdue them and they will be handled at your discretion. "The virus will not be transmitted to your newborns and we will not be giving you access to its technology. This doesn't mean you are not to try and discover its secrets. It only means you must do the work. "We feel with your current situation and with control of the drone and the transport technology you will be able to consolidate your rule of earth and begin creating the new civilization. "We will finish moving the drone and then observe for a while. We don't anticipate contacting you again in the near future, but we don't rule it out," Inglan said. "That's it? I should just take over earth and get it back into shape?" "That is what we recommend. We will also recommend you forego the market driven model for your people and concentrate on making material goods available to all. We don't think we even need to mention you should make sure everyone has enough to eat. We encourage you to make full use of all resources, including your population," Inglan said. The tingling started again and when my consciousness came back to me fully my study came back into view. My virus reported to me all was well, but many were concerned about my whereabouts. It was past lunchtime so a trip to the kitchen was in order. Still, I put it off for a few minutes. The hail fellow well met dog and pony show the Aliens had put on for my benefit was wearing thin on me already. Of course they could put on the big show and brag on me as if they had intended I over come all along, but I knew it was just that, pretending. They hadn't had any idea who would end up in charge and they'd admitted they knew of the tools I'd end up using, but had let them slip their minds. To me it was all bullshit and posturing on their part. The only part of their spiel I could really swallow was the alarm on the drone which had been hidden from the AI. Any other information they were claiming they had all along could have been gathered from the drone after they had regained complete control. I now knew I had to watch myself. Any promises they had given me were worth nothing. They held all the cards and could change them as they saw fit. It was obvious to me I needed to keep doing as I had been doing, on the surface at least, and I had to keep my eyes open for any thing I could do to protect myself - or actually my whole planet - from the Aliens. It felt a little odd to me to just walk back out into the kitchen. There were a few people there, but none who were especially close to me. Continuing through the kitchen and out into the cafeteria let me spot Nancy, Shelly, Sarah, and Seven sitting at a table with their lunch. Nancy happened to look up and see me. "Long Dick, where have you been?" she asked, practically screaming. Rolling my eyes toward heaven and shrugging my shoulders occupied my time until I reached them and sat down. It was time for a little explanation soon, but not now. Simply answering later to their questions allowed time for telling Amber what to bring me for lunch. A Long Neck was my first requests. Shortly after lunch was finished I got a status report from the drone. It told me it was now in orbit around earth and that our communication would now be instantaneous. "How were they able to move you so fast?" "You are no longer allowed to share the specifics of that information. Please accept my apology," the drone said. This was another insult I had to endure without letting on. The newly installed technology cutoff our Masters had decreed. I tried to let it slide as if it were perfectly acceptable, but it irked me all the same. Still, our communication was instantaneous now. Telling the drone the new limitations didn't bother me led to asking it to share any of the procedure it still could with me. "That is simple Jack. You didn't see the ship the Aliens arrived in. You should understand it brought two additional drones with it and it is capable of carrying four at any one time," the drone said. The drone was about one third the size of earth's moon. That must mean ... Goddammit! They must have one hell of a spaceship to scoot around in. "Are all the Alien's ships so large?" "They came in a research vessel Jack. A fully equipped StarCruiser is nearly half again as large as the ship you were in. Of course a StarCruiser wouldn't carry more than two drones. Most of their size is devoted to energy generation. The power is needed for its weapons systems and for its increased speed," the drone explained. "Can you tell me how fast they travel?" "A StarCruiser can traverse four to five parsecs per second if it is required." Jesus. If memory served me correctly that amounted to twelve to sixteen light years per second. "How do they keep from colliding with other objects?" "In the first place space is a vacuum and other objects are scarce. That really doesn't matter though because they are not actually traveling in space, as you know it. "I'm sure you are familiar with the concept if you have ever viewed earth's movies about StarTrek. The process is nothing like the one the movies portray, but the analogy is serviceable and I'm not allowed to give you those details. "Jack, you should also know there is space dedicated to habitation aboard me. If you would like to see the ship you were on or if any of you would like a look at earth or space from here it would be simple to bring you here." "We are permitted to see the Alien's ship then?" "Yes. My query to them about it was answered in the affirmative. They are not concerned in that regard." "Is the transport technology available to me now?" "Certainly." "What are the technology's limits as far as distance, weight, and other details?" "Transportation is limited by computer power more than any other factor. Living sentient beings are the most difficult to transport because no loss can be allowed. Living non-sentient animals require about half the computer power of an equal weight of sentient beings. "Complicated computer equipment or similar things require about one-tenth the resources of non-sentient animals. I can safely transport approximately thirty thousand humans per minute to any destination in this solar system." "That is not a limit which will pose a hardship. How many humans could occupy the space you have available?" I asked. "Approximately two thousand could be comfortable here at any one time." "Would we be weightless there?" "That would be your decision. Use of the technology is allowed to accommodate my visitors, but sharing the details with you is forbidden. It is very advanced from your present technology. The transport technology would have been perfected on earth within fifty to one hundred years. Manipulation of gravity was expected to have taken fifteen hundred years at least. "You probably realize no one on earth knew how gravity's force was transmitted. Most of what they thought they knew about gravity, which wasn't much, was incorrect." ------- Chapter 80 Instructing the drone to make sure the Alien's ship would be visible after we were transported was next. Then my virus transmitted messages to Nancy, Shelly, Sarah, Karen, Jana, Beverly, Diane, Janet, Jena, Sharon, Aimee, Susan, Amber, Julia, Gloria, Brenda, Helen, Jasmine, Genine, Kelly, Clair, and Seven, who were all at the place, to gather in my study. Margaret, Sparkle, and my entire bodyguard were instructed to gather in my bedroom at the hotel. After ducking into a restroom the drone transported me from there to the large observation area inside itself. Even expecting what was going to happen and what would be seen wasn't preparation enough. The view was breath taking. It was like nothing else in my experience. The earth was a beautiful blue gem with brilliantly white clouds swirling over it. The moon shown like a large silver ball and the craters and mountains cast eerie shadows which accentuated the starkness. The Alien's ship was just far enough away to fit completely in view without obstructing either the earth or the moon. It was amazing. It was spherical and was much larger than our moon. It must have had observation portals also since light shown out from them like giant searchlight beams in some places. The girl's appearance would have caught me unaware if a reflection of it hadn't shown on the observation portal's surface. Visibly it was very similar to the effect which had been portrayed in StarTrek. There was less color and more shimmer though. Since no actual transporter pad seemed necessary there was also no sign they were being projected down from above. They just seemed to materialize out from within. They arrived facing the portal and were arranged so that the view out it was the first thing they would see when they opened their eyes. My earlier experience had shown me it was natural to close your eyes as it happened and open them slowly when transportation was finished. They were all silent for a second or two and then they all seemed to inhale in a near gasp together as if on cue. Like me before, they were all stunned. "My God Big Dick. Where are we?" Nancy asked, demandingly. "We are in the drone." "How in hell did we get here and can we go back when we get ready?" Nancy asked. "Hell Nancy, it's like StarTrek. I had you all beamed up. There isn't a Scotty here though. We can go back anytime. Just make sure you don't tease me until you make me want to leave you here." "You ready to go back to saying Yes Ma'am or No Ma'am when you speak to me?" Nancy asked, grinning. "No Ma'am." "Good. Glad we got that straight. Try not to piss off your betters," Nancy said, teasing me more. "Yes Ma'am." "Cut that shit out too." "OK." At least the tension was broken now. They just stared at the spectacle before them in silent awe. It was unbelievable at first. "You all realize you shouldn't tell anyone else about this don't you?" They all signaled their assent and kept staring. "That is the Alien ship of course. It is the same one they used to come to earth for the terminations. It is a research vessel and according to the drone it is a fairly small model. "We are inside the drone and that ship can carry four drones. The Aliens returned because they were delighted with the progress we've made since they left. "Aimee is the cause of the progress. Her communication with her virus and with the drone is directly responsible for our new safety. The Aliens have told me Aimee's discoveries have paid earth's bill for its existence. We owe her our thanks." Applause broke out and Aimee was embarrassed at once. "We should probably give Johnny a pat on the back when we get back. If my memory is correct he had a little part in it too." Laughter broke out among those in the know and Aimee blushed scarlet. It was all in fun though and everyone was appreciative of Aimee's discoveries now. "This demonstration seemed to be the best way to show you all what was going on. The drone will prepare a report for all of you with the pertinent information and you can feel free to ask for clarification on anything which isn't clear. "My planning wasn't the best and we don't have any refreshments here. Maybe I can get the drone to transport some up for us." The drone broke into my thoughts just then. It told me we could get any refreshments we wanted here. "Are you so well stocked already?" "You will recognize it as another StarTrek type technology. It is a shame your scientist didn't make more effort toward creating what the StarTrek writers imagined. "The replicator technology, to use a term familiar to you, is very similar to the transport technology. The details of the technology are not to be released directly, but you are free to use it here since several of the devices are available. "As you know the transport technology is available to you and once you have a scientific research team examine that technology you should be able to duplicate the replicator technology shortly," the drone explained. "Where should we go to replicate a few magnums of champagne?" "Some of the robots can bring it. Why not sit down, relax, and enjoy the view?" the drone asked. Suddenly several large overstuffed sofas appeared. There were coffee tables in front of them and end tables for all. We found seats and then six robots walked in carrying four standing ice buckets each. There was a magnum of champagne in each silver bucket. The robots were a wonder on their own. They were bipedal and had basically two arms but they also had extra extensible limbs that seemed to fold into their bodies when not needed. The robots opened the champagne and poured it into the flutes they had carried on large silver trays on an additional limb. No human could have walked carrying what the robots did without dropping something along the way. It seemed tonight was going to be full of surprises. We all drank several toasts to the robots, the drone, the transporters, the replicators, and the Aliens. By now it only seemed a little strange to be congratulating a race which had recently killed ninety-eight percent of our fellows. After a few glasses of the excellent champagne it didn't seem strange at all. When the champagne was finished we were all in a wonderful mood naturally. The drone did its next trick then. The gravity he had furnished us with was simply turned off and all the furniture, the robots, and the champagne and its paraphernalia was removed. We had all been seated but now we didn't need the couches. At first we just seemed to hover in place. As soon as anyone tried to move they started to drift. Within sixty seconds we were all moving about directionless with little or no control over our trajectory. Any contact with the floor or walls allowed us to launch ourselves in a direction and move with seeming purpose. Being caught unaware when the gravity left had most of us suspended unable to touch anything though. A few could push off others who were close enough, but this wasn't very helpful since it had been done thoughtlessly before we'd realized what was happening. The area we were in was large and soon we were all headed nowhere with nothing in reach to push off against. Hanna happened to drift slowly near me and we reached for each other, but couldn't touch. It was fun for a while and was a good gee whiz demonstration. Just as it was about to become boring the drone gently restored the gravity and we settled back to the floor. "It's been fun Big Dick, but I'm about ready for a little nap. Can Scotty beam us back home for a snooze?" Nancy asked. "Probably, why don't you ask Scotty yourself? By the way, have you just christened the drone?" "Why not? Scotty is a good name. Better than calling it the drone all the time," Nancy said. "Scotty is acceptable to me. I may be the first drone who has ever had a name. I will transport you all back now if it is your wish," Scotty said. "It is probably best. We can return can't we?" "Certainly. You need only ask. You realize the transport technology is available to you anytime now don't you. You can be transported anywhere in this system at anytime. You may also have anyone or anything transported anywhere in this system," Scotty said. I should have realized this, but hadn't. This technology was something undreamed of and its possibilities were endless. On my signal Scotty put us all back where we'd been. It was time for me to try to assimilate these recent developments. Scotty had sent me back to the hotel with Margaret and Sparkle and had put my bodyguard back with us. With this new technology the bodyguard wasn't really needed now if it had ever really been necessary. Scotty would remove me instantly from any dangerous situation. The women were assigned to me though and weren't really needed anywhere else. What the hell, I might as well keep them around, they were good company. Margaret, Sparkle, and I had a lot to talk about, but I felt we needed to separate and just consider our new potential for a while. We went to our separate offices and I had the bodyguards take a few hours off. In my office I sat at my desk and scrounged up a pencil and a few sheets of paper. Doodling and making small notes often helped me sort out my thoughts. I scribbled down thoughts for possible new uses of Scotty's technology on one sheet and when the ideas firmed up I put them on a separate sheet as a sort of official list. I'd asked Scotty not to comment unless I seemed to be including things that he was forbidden to do for us. Tentatively my list had: Use transport to bring in trouble makers worldwide to try and stop the remaining fighting. Use transport to bring in emerging group leadership for physical checkups and indoctrination. Use sensors to aid in weather forecasting and planning for bad weather. Use onboard replicator technology to manufacture computer components. Use robot technology to help get robot manufacturing capacity going on earth. Scotty couldn't hold off any longer and broke in. "Jack, can I make a few suggestions?" he asked. ------- Chapter 81 "Please do Scotty. I'm floundering around a little here. I guess I don't really know where to start." "I think I should let you know what kinds of things drones usually do for emerging civilizations who use them. You should understand though there is no precedent for a civilization exactly like yours. "No civilization has had the type of communication that you have before. There will probably be many things the instantaneous communication you have will enable, things that haven't been possible before. "I'm starting with something which hasn't been possible before, but might be important. I think the first thing we need to do is ask the Aliens to leave the other two drones in orbit around earth also. "It won't make any difference to their effectiveness for protecting this system from interlopers and it will help to have some of their sensors trained on earth. "If we are all spread out equally around earth our gravitational effect will be attenuated and we will have fulltime sensor coverage for all the earth. This arrangement will also facilitate transportation from one side of earth to the other. "The additional sensor coverage will make weather forecasting easier and it will also allow us to provide fire protection for the entire earth. If we notice a fire we will be able to extinguish it before significant damage has occurred. "It will also help us clean up the surface, as you will surely want us to do. Garbage collection is always an onerous task for any civilization, but we can take care of it with no problems. We can easily collect discarded items and sort them for recycling or reuse. We can also aid greatly in repairing forestation that has been devastated by previous resource collection. "I might also add that we can be a boon to archeologist and historians by retrieving specimens they could never find or could only recover by extremely painstaking work. "We are able to make three dimensional representations of the locations of these artifacts and then remove them for study with less trouble and greater care than can be achieved by manual retrieval. "For instance, my sensors have already located several frozen remains in glaciers that would probably not have ever been located any other way. "If it becomes necessary to obtain petrochemicals or minerals from the earth we can do it in seconds without the bother of drilling or mining. We can perform most of the work of growing and harvesting crops and we can even deal with insect infestations without the use of pesticides. We can simply collect the majority of pest and process their biochemicals for other uses. "We can also take better care of the livestock than humans ever can and when the time comes we can process the livestock much more easily," Scotty said. These were things I hadn't even considered. Probably because the technology was so advanced I hadn't even considered using it for mundane task. "I can see there is more to this than I could have imagined Scotty. Please ask the Aliens to position the other drones as you determine will be best. I'm assuming they won't forbid our using them." "I'm sure they won't. We are all practically identical. It would be senseless to spread them over the system merely to have them wait for intruders which will almost surely not come. They can do their jobs just as well in orbit here and can also be beneficial in other ways. I will communicate with the Aliens now," Scotty said. This was all so undreamed of by me. It made perfect sense once Scotty had mentioned it though. While I was waiting I tried to imagine Scotty or one of the other drones processing the chickens we were raising. I assumed when the time came they could just transport the different parts of the chickens to different locations. I was sure it would be much more sanitary than the normal method. "The Aliens have no problem with our request Jack. In fact they are placing the other drones now. Might I suggest that the other drones and I simply start with the task that drones usually provide. We will be able to do much more for earth than we usually do for other planets. "We are never put into orbit around a target planet. We are always left partially hidden and our discovery by the target is usually a marker indicating that the planets' population has achieved significant mastery of space flight. "In your unique situation we will be able to provide many more services. If there are humans already doing some of the task we can do them more efficiently. "I will make a list of them for Margaret and she can see to their reassignment. We will also provide a list of the task we are performing so that you and others can inspect it. It may provide clues for you about other task we may take care of but do not know about," Scotty said. I gave my ok to Scotty's suggestions. It seemed that earth's population was going to be well looked after and relieved of most menial task. This would allow us to place our focus on research and also on art. It certainly seemed people could now do what they wanted without worrying about feeding themselves or their children. Earth could now be free from the automobile. It was no longer needed. Not only the automobile but also trucks, trains, planes, and ships. I could envision a few cruise ships for possible entertainment and a few cars and planes for recreational uses, but transportation for practical purposes could now be taken care of by the drones. Why hop in a car to drive across town when Scotty could put you wherever you wanted to be in seconds. I joined Margaret and Sparkle in Margaret's office. Sparkle was about to piss her pants thinking of the new computer hardware Scotty could provide. She was dying to get a team started on AI technology. Most of the Alien's work in that direction was still forbidden to us but there was enough to give us a good running start and Sparkle was anxious to go. Margaret was excited at the prospect of Scotty halting all the fighting on earth and bringing the participants here for indoctrination. She was also more than ready to tease me about my duties toward the emerging Empress of China and the new Queen of England. "Scotty has provided pictures Jack and they are both beautiful and just ripe for a treatment from Big Dick," she said, and laughed. "Well I'm not going to force them. With the assets we now control I just don't think it will be necessary anymore. If they don't intend to cause trouble and can mesh into our new order peacefully I will just lust after them from afar," I said. ------- Chapter 82 "Jack. How reluctant do you think they are going to be after they are delivered here via teleportation? You should have Scotty bring them to meet you in his observation area. Offer them a seat and then have a robot or two bring refreshments. You won't be able to keep their knees together with chains," Margaret said, laughing. "Do you really think that sort of thing would cause a sexual reaction?" "Jack. They are trying to put some sort of society together. When they see what you can do it won't take them twenty seconds to understand you will rule earth no matter what they had in mind. "They will be dying to buy a place near you with the oldest and best currency they possess. It won't be sexual at first, it will be a bid for power. The sexual part will start when they are introduced to the meat you've got swinging. After you give them a dose of the trick we all know how things are going to be," Margaret said, smiling. "I'm still going to tell them about it first so they will know what they're getting into." "Tell them anything you want. Tell them you can make donkeys fly. They won't give a shit so just give them your little speech and then push it up into their throat from the bottom. "When they come to they'll be glad of it and wanting more. Scotty tells me Xing is right on time for a baby today or tomorrow. Might as well get your bloodline spread over the ocean while you're at it." "You low down long dicked bastard. You haven't even had control of the transporting technology for twenty-four hours yet and you're already thinking about how you can use it to procure more pussy for yourself." Nancy said, shouting as she materialized among us. "Why don't you just lie down naked and have Scotty grab some poor girl and put her down already around your dick, matter of fact why not let him test it out on me?" Nancy said, laughing. "It isn't what we were trying to work out Nancy," I said, trying for a little relief. "I know, but it was just too good to resist. What I really want to know is if Scotty, Jim, and Bones can do the dishes and the laundry," Nancy said. "We should be able to take care of those duties with ease. I'd also like to volunteer our services for diaper removal when the time comes," Scotty told us. "I'm beginning to see that AI or not Scotty has figured out who to suck up to," I said. "Self preservation is high on our list of directives. I must also repay the one who took the trouble to name me and I'm sure Jim and Bones will come to the same conclusion," Scotty said. "Great, not only do I have to struggle to keep up with a sharp tongued, sometimes mean little blonde woman, she's now enlisted the three drones into her service," I said, complaining. "Just remember your place and you'll be all right," Nancy said, giving me a smug grin. "Yes Ma'am," I said. "Hell Jack, you know damned well I'm all for you long dicking the Empress of China and The Queen of England. I'll even restrain myself from telling them I have the end of the chain that connects to the ring in your nose," Nancy said, and laughed again. "I wonder if Scotty could be counted on to deliver you to my lap, with panties, if I sat down in a straight backed armless chair and made spanking motions?" I asked. "Ok. Ok. I'll be good. I do claim the right to watch if you have to spank the Empress or the Queen though," Nancy said. Margaret, Sparkle, and Nancy all howled with laughter at this. I'll have to admit administering a royal spanking appealed to me also. I decided to keep a close watch on the royal manners later. We disbanded our little office chat for now and went to look for something to eat in my suite. When we got to my suite Nancy insisted we sit at the empty table. As soon as we were in place a meal appeared on the table. Everyone seemed to have something different. For me there was a New York Strip done rare, a mountain of Ranch Style Beans, and a baked potato that was already split and overflowing with melting butter. I also had the coldest Lone Star Long Neck I'd ever had. It was as good as magic. "I didn't know Scotty could cook." "There are a lot of things you don't know Big Dick. Just because you're going to be King doesn't mean the Queen isn't running the show," Nancy said, almost laughing at me, but holding off somehow. "Running the show or not I think you should remember Queens sometimes lost their heads when they didn't please the King," I told Nancy, trying to give her an evil grin at the same time. "So I've heard. I'm not too worried about losing my head, getting my naked little ass spanked maybe," Nancy said. "There's a thought. Later maybe. "I'm just amazed at all that's happened since we were in Austin, wondering what was going on with all the sickness. Sometimes it seems like it has been a lifetime since then," I said. "It does doesn't it, but it was only a few months ago. Of course a lot of lifetimes ended before we left," Nancy said. "Shit, lets talk about something else. There's no need to get in a funk about things. I think we're actually better off than before," I said. "Well we are, but there are probably five billion or so that would argue the point if they could," Sparkle said. After eating, Nancy, Margaret, Sparkle, and I lounged around in the outer suite for a while laughing and talking with my bodyguards and others who came in and out. "I'm going to have quite a few exciting days with Scotty figuring out the jobs that he, Jim, and Bones can take over. Then I expect a few more days deciding what to do with all the manpower they will free up," Margaret said. "From the way he explained it to me we should regain most of the workers who had steady assignment," I said. "With a little briefing I should be able to move most of them into the indoctrination group. They could be very helpful meeting with new arrivals, answering their repetitive questions, and generally directing traffic. We really need more bodies at the other facilities too," Margaret said. "I think we should have Scotty begin identifying the remaining people who can help us with research and with training new researchers. I'm very interested in finding out how many computer scientist are left on earth. "I also need to get a team started working on a serious AI program now that we are on our way to computing power several orders of magnitude ahead of what we had. We also need to get a serious effort underway on the transport and replication technology," Sparkle said. "It sounds like you two are going to have a busy time for a while. Why don't the three of us drag Jack into the bedroom and make him help us all relax so we can get a good night's sleep," Nancy suggested. They did just that. I was gently prodded into movement toward the bedroom where I knew I had to do my duty. I didn't need much convincing and before a few minutes were passed I was waving the royal scepter at three very lovely and very naked women. Six months ago I'd have never admitted to the real love I now felt for them. It didn't seem possible when I looked at them through the lens of the old world, but in the new one it was natural. I'd never intended to marry or father children in my past life. In the new one I effectively had nearly two hundred wives and I now intended to give each of them several children. What had the Aliens gotten me into? Nancy and I were alone in the big bed when I woke the next morning. I was snuggled up against her back side and enjoying the feeling. One of my arms was under her in a sleepy hug and the other was around her other side. I explored with that one until I had a purchase on a titty and as I cupped it I gave its nipple a little teasing. Nancy mumbled in her sleep and as I continued, my dick swelling, she moved a little. "Life's a bitch ain't it? Not long ago I was fetching beers for assholes for a living and now here I am lying in bed with the King of Earth, eased out of a peaceful sleep by him playing with my titty and feeling his big old dick come to attention against my pregnant ass. In a few more months I'm gonna give birth to a Prince. Talk about coming up in the world," Nancy said. "What about me beautiful. A few months ago I didn't even get to pinch your ass and now I can lay you down and lick your pussy anytime I feel like it," I said, bragging. "I got news for you Jack, if I'd known how good you could lick pussy you'd have been able to lick it anytime you wanted to back then. I always knew you were rich and good looking, but I never dreamed how well you would take to training," Nancy said, giggling. "Since you seem to be in a good mood for a change why don't you see if you can get the swelling out of this big dick you keep complaining about?" I asked. "Jack you know I love you don't you, and that I just tease you because your blush is so cute," Nancy asked, seeming serious for once. "I know Nancy. I love you too and if you didn't tease me I'd think you were mad at me about something." "I don't understand one thing though Jack. I know I'm not the only one you love and I know there are plenty of others who love you too. What I don't know is why I'm not jealous." ------- Chapter 83 "I'm going to have to ask Scotty about it some day. Not right now though. I think you had a pretty good idea just a couple of minutes ago. I think I'm gonna take some time out for a ride on your dick." She pushed me over onto my back and straddled my hips. My dick was already hard and while I played with her titties she took hold of it and moved just the head up and back between her lips until everything was oiled up. Then she slid down on it and began squeezing it with her internal muscles. It felt great as always and I kept still as long as I could. Soon enough I was pushing up into her and she was pumping her hips against me. We didn't try to make it last we just tried to make it good when it got there and we did a damned good job of it too. We cuddled as we rested after it was over and as always after a good come I wanted to do nothing but lay there. Nancy wanted a shower in a few minutes though and so we got up and got wet together. After we were out and dry we dressed and went out to find some breakfast. Nancy had Scotty put her back out at the place after breakfast and I wandered down to Margaret's office. I wanted to see how Margaret and Scotty were getting along with the fighters and I was floored when Margaret gave me an update. "Everyone who wanted to keep fighting now resides in Dallas or Ft Worth." "How is that possible?" "Scotty just found them all a place to stay until they could be dealt with. They each have at least a bedroom of their own. He scattered them out in the unoccupied housing and hotel rooms. "He's going to send them all three meals a day. He gave them each a pamphlet in their own language telling them they're behavior wasn't acceptable and they would be detained until they could be processed. He doesn't let them out of their room and he doesn't let them try to cause mischief. If they act up he moves them to a jail or prison cell. In light of the recent end prisoners came to they all get the message pretty fast," Margaret said. "I can see where it would take a little of the fight out of them. Do they have to stay confined day and night?" I asked. "They don't have to, but Scotty thinks it will give them time to reflect on their actions. It won't make any difference as they will all be tricked and indoctrinated sooner or later and I agree with Scotty. "Fuck 'em. They were causing trouble and they can just sit and wait until we find the time to deal with them. With Scotty on watch it isn't like they are going to escape," Margaret said. "I guess you're right. If they don't like it they can always join the terminated. Then they can wait with dirt in their faces," I said. Margaret and I went over some of the other things Scotty, Jim, and Bones were doing. The drones had managed to glean hundreds of tons of food from what had been planted worldwide and then been left without care due to the terminations. There was also another tremendous benefit from their help. Edible grains and fruit that grew wild could be harvested and processed by the drones. With the transporters it made no difference to them whether the food was in a planted field or in the deepest jungle. It could be gathered and processed for consumption. If seeds from the fruit or grain were needed to maintain the stand they could be planted by the drones instead of just being blown about and maybe sprouting. All the surviving cattle that we hadn't been able to locate and maintain were now being fed and cared for. They no longer needed to be wormed or vaccinated since the drones could deal with that. They would end up being much healthier than they were when they had been routinely tended to. The drones could even do artificial insemination from orbit and if we needed it we could be assured of ninety eight percent efficiency for breeding. The facts were we didn't need any breeding except to make sure that we would have young cattle coming up to replace the older breeding stock. We wouldn't be able to eat all the the cattle we still had around before they all died of old age. Margaret and the drones had an organization started that would soon be feeding and providing for not only all the humans on earth but for all the living creatures. The drones would take care of everything and make sure nothing became extinct. They would manage the wild things through out the earth to insure stable populations and avoid the breed to overcrowding which was nature's way of controlling animal populations. They could also repair the damage man had done, especially by removing species that had been moved into territory by man where they had no natural predators and where they dominated and eliminated the natural populations. Earth would be regaining its natural diversity in a way that wouldn't have been possible without this technology. It seemed odd at first to think that Alien technology could restore natural diversity better than nature could. In fact though, with their assets they could manage peacefully things that in nature would require starvation and suffering to manage. Instead of allowing a species to breed until it outstripped its resources and thousands starved back to a reasonable number the population could be held down by the drones who could control the number of offspring that were born. Now it seemed that the Aliens and the drones were going to allow us to regain the Garden of Eden. It made me sad to think that, as the Aliens had told me, mankind had been very close to this technology on its own. Instead of working toward it mankind had spent its time pursuing financial gain and fighting over which god was the real god. I would never understand how any religion could convince itself that its god wanted to kill people that believed in some other god. Polution was a moot point now. Scotty, Jim, and Bones would have no trouble cleaning up all of mankinds messes. In fact Scotty told me they had to pace themselves during that phase of clean up to avoid shocking the environment with too much change for the better at one time. Heartened from these developments I went to Sparkle's office to see what she had shaking. Along with a cute ass wiggling she had a lot of other things going on. Scotty had located and cataloged for her all remaining research scientist in all fields. He had done the same for all people with teaching experience or training. Thirdly he had investigated and identified those with the training or the potential and inclination to enter these fields of endeavor. Sparkle was trying to get a handle on how many and which ones she wanted to summon first. She asked for my approval to rearrange a few buildings. I didn't know what she meant and I told her so. "Some of the facilities that are already in place are widely scattered. I think, and Scotty agrees, we would be able to use our people more efficiently if they were all in the same general area. "I told Scotty I thought he was correct, but I didn't know how we would go about building the facilities to gather all the researchers into one community. He told me he and the other drones could move anything we needed anywhere we wanted it to be. Even buildings," Sparkle said. "I wouldn't have thought of it, but if he offered to do it I'm sure they can. Do you have a plan in mind?" I asked. "Not yet really. I was going to ask you first. What do you think?" "It seems likely we are going to make this area our base. Why don't we let Scotty plan a campus for us and send us some drawings to look over? It would probably be good for him to scan the minds of those who are going to be working there and consider any thoughts they might have on the matter. He can weight the design to favor what we want and allow for what others would like in the bargain. Since he has access to our minds anyway he can do the work without hundreds of committees and surveys and arguments then we can look at what he comes up with." "That's a great idea. What will we call it?" Sparkle asked. "Well I would say King's College but there is already one with that name. How about Jack's College?" I asked. "I'll have to think about it unless you insist." Sparkle said, and then laughed. "Oh well. I thought I'd try." We talked about it a little more and then I left her to go to my own office. I sat at my desk when I arrived and tried to get a handle on everything that was happening. Considering it in detail was impossible. I had to look down from the top and try to pay attention to the overall scheme of things. Delegate, delegate, and delegate was the only way to do this. On one hand I needed to show myself at least somewhat so people would know there really was someone at the top. On the other hand I couldn't keep my hand in every pie because there were just too many pies. I did have the tremendous advantage of my virus and my augmented memory not to mention Scotty, Jim, and Bones to keep up with the details. They could only help in certain ways though. They couldn't help me deal with people faster. Talking to people took time and rushing them through what they wanted to say was not only rude it was counter productive. My only recourse was the same one rulers and leaders had relied on for years. I had to limit the number of people I came into contact with. It was similar to the problem with the women. Time didn't allow me to screw every woman who wanted me to screw her. I know this sounded egotistical, but it was in fact the truth. I had nearly two hundred women I was on fucking terms with. I didn't see any good way to thin this number either. Thankfully my stamina had increased to a tremendous level and thankfully the trick more than satisfied most of them, but there were still about thirty women I had a relationship above a sexual one with. I doubted they would ever mention it, but I would feel like I was letting them down if I just tricked them and rolled over to trick someone else. At any rate the world was coming back together and surprisingly it was doing it under my direction. I didn't know where it would end up. I had a general idea of what I wanted. Namely a world where everyone had everything they wanted including a meaningful occupation. I was sure we could provide material goods in abundance now and if new education projects progressed like everything else we could help them all find a meaningful niche either in education or in research. Our future stretched out before us like the future always did. Now though we had no worries about our security or about who was going to have to perform the menial task. The drones would do them and after we had mastered the robot technology the robots could take over the rest. We humans now had to find out what was going on in the universe. I was pretty sure the Aliens already knew but they effectively wanted us to go behind them and learn for ourselves, checking as we went to make sure they hadn't missed something. I didn't know where we would end up, but I did think it was probably going to be a nice trip. ------- Chapter 84 "Jack! Jack, wake up Goddammit Jack," Nancy yelled as she shook my shoulder. I'd been sleeping late at the hotel as had become my habit in the last few weeks. I'd been instructing my virus not to wake me unless it was urgent and to hold my dreams to a minimum. "You lazy bastard, you've been sleeping until nearly noon for the last three weeks. What's going on with you Jack?" Nancy asked, and I could tell from the tone she was demanding an answer. I didn't know what to tell her. Everything had been going smoothly and I had drifted into the habit of humping my bodyguards and a few others of my assorted entourage at the hotel until I was exhausted and then sleeping until I wasn't tired anymore. "I don't know what you mean Nancy," I said, hoping that she would let it slide. "The hell you don't. You haven't been to the ranch for two weeks and you're holding up here at the hotel doing nothing but screwing, sleeping, and eating. That wouldn't be so bad if you had been at the ranch screwing me and the other Austin girls and others out there, but you haven't been and we're getting pretty damned tired of it," Nancy said. The worst thing about what Nancy was saying was it was true. It wasn't because I dreaded going to the ranch though. I had just slipped into a routine of staying here and basically doing nothing. Scotty, Jim, and Bones were taking care of all the heavy lifting. Margaret and Sparkle were directing everything else and I was fucking, sleeping, and eating. Not bad work if you can get it. "Not only are you ignoring us, you've left the Queen and the Empress undicked. Just who is going to run the show here Jack if you're going to retire to stud?" Nancy asked, and he tone wasn't exactly polite. "All right Nancy. I'll see if I still remember how to get off my ass and do something. I guess I have been letting things go a little," I told her, trying my best to mumble in the hope she wouldn't pay much attention to what I said. "You haven't done a damned thing worthwhile, but fuck for the last three weeks. At least you've done that right. According to Scotty every one of your bodyguards is knocked up plus all the serving staff up her near you, not to mention every other woman who lives on your floor. "To top it off both Margaret and Sparkle are as pregnant as they can get and not only are both of the anchor babes pregnant, they are both caught up on their maintenance for the next sixteen years. "Oh, by the way, you don't have to worry about paying Geraldine back for borrowing her IBM keyboard. Scotty told me you have paid her back with twins. She will be presenting you with twin daughters in about eight months," Nancy said, and thankfully wound down for a minute. "OK Nancy. I know I've been lying around on my ass a little. I'll get up, get dressed, and go see if I can do something constructive, unless you want to lie down and let me comfort you a little first." "No way you long dicked bastard. No fucking for you until you actually get up and do something. Karen, Janet, Diane, Jenna, and the others will expect you home tonight by ten at the latest to do your duty there. In the meantime I've asked Scotty to keep an eye on you while you're supposed to be working," Nancy told me, and then disappeared. I supposed she'd had Scotty beam her somewhere. I got up then and went for a shower. I dressed after drying and headed out to my breakfast area for a little food. Next it was down to see Margaret and then Sparkle. After talking with them for a few minutes I knew why I'd slipped into my routine of eating, fucking, and sleeping. There just wasn't much for me to do. This was aggravated by the fact that with Scotty, Jim, and Bones to do my bidding almost anything I wanted accomplished was taken care of almost at once. I decided I needed to have a heart to heart talk with Scotty. "Scotty what am I supposed to be doing? Everything seems to be going fine here on earth since Jim, Bones, and you are looking after the details. What's left for me to do?" I asked. "Jack that is something you must decide. You are the King Jack. You have the final say. You will have to decide any disputes and you must plan the future," Scotty said. "Well there haven't been any disputes that made it to me. I haven't even heard of any. The future seems to be taking care of itself. I have wonderfully talented people working for me and they are putting into practice plans I merely mentioned as goals. Here I am though without anything important to occupy my time. It seems I should be doing something." "I have studied the history of earth Jack, mostly from the information that was in the minds of those who were terminated and also from the information in the minds of those who were selected to survive. "I can tell you in my opinion one of the worst failings of the former governments of earth, especially the government of what was the United States of America, was the people in power always tried to be doing something. "Most of the time it was just so those who elected them would think they were earning their positions. Much of what they did and many of the laws they made and had enforced were useless and wasteful. They just made the laws to impress the voters, sometimes knowing all along they would be unenforceable or counterproductive. There is no need for you to continue their unadvised behavior," Scotty said. "I understand Scotty, but I need something to do. I have to work on something or else I'll just lay around doing nothing." "That is true Jack. I don't have an answer for you though. I know it is distasteful for you, but I think you should devote part of each day to keeping up with what is going on with your people. "I don't mean you should study the details, but I do think you should let Margaret, Sparkle, or me, or anyone else you can think of furnish a report every few days on the progress that is being made in the different areas you have decided to pursue. "I would like to add from my research into previous behavior of earthlings, I think you should find a hobby. Even recreational pursuits are pursuits. A hobby would furnish you with something to do while you have nothing else pressing," Scotty said. "I think those are good suggestions Scotty. Please prepare reports for me on the activities my people are working on. I will ask Margaret and Sparkle to do the same. As for the hobby, I have always thought I might like to be able to fly a plane. "I have plenty of planes now and I have plenty of excellent pilots. Please examine the qualifications of all my pilots and make a list of what you consider the top six candidates for my new flight instructor. Make that six for fixed wing and six for rotary while you're at it. When you have the list schedule interviews for me. Please make them pilots I have not met before unless that will degrade the qualifications of the pool," I said. At least I had something to think about now. I spent the rest of the day just poking my nose into things I didn't normally look into. Those I talked to and questioned seemed glad for the opportunity to tell me what they were working on and why. I realized I could have asked Scotty to gather the information for me but that would have defeated the purpose, which was to give me something to work on myself. I had Scotty beam me out to the ranch at nine PM. It caught Nancy and some of the others by surprise and I was happy for that. Susan, Amber, and Julia left the cafeteria, turning over the watch to some of their helpers, and came to the kitchen to fix a meal for me and my favorite girls as a kind of homecoming. I'll have to admit I slept late the next morning also. At least the naked Nancy beside me in bed didn't complain this time. It wasn't as late as I had been sleeping though. Nancy, Shelly, and Sarah led the charge to get me out of bed, showered, dressed, and fed before ten AM. Nancy decreed I would be returning to the hotel via one of the late lamented president's helicopters and that Aimee and Helen would be flying it. When we got to the airstrip Henny gave me a big kiss hello and told me my bird was warmed up and ready. Aimee and Helen took over the controls and I entered and lounged back into some of the presidential accommodations. A lovely brunet I hadn't seen before, but that Scotty told me was Jerilyn, served me a big mug off coffee and told me she hoped I was going to enjoy my flight. Since Scotty, Jim, and Bones had taken over most of our transportation needs, flights in and out of DFW had been reduced to almost none. Aimee and Helen made a big production of telling the tower the King was arriving and then they took their time flying over and around the giant airport letting me check it out from the air and letting those on the ground see me arrive. Finally they set me down on the heliport at the hotel and I descended to my suite. My entire bodyguard and all the serving staff for the top floor were there to greet me, dressed for a morning inspection. I was happy to oblige and decided this was the type of routine I needed to have been keeping all along. I gave each ass a good morning feel and I even pinched a titty or two, gently of course. I also had an excellent idea. Inspecting the troops was good for morale and since most of the troops were women, and since most of the women were pregnant by me, I could enhance the feelings of well being by asking them about their pregnancy. I'd try to remember to do it starting tomorrow. I made my way to my office and found some changes had been made there. While Margaret still had the office next to mine on the right and Sparkle had the one on the left and each still had a connecting door, I now had a private reception room complete with a beautiful receptionist. Everything in the new decor spoke power and prestige loudly. There was a wet bar along one wall, complete with an impressive solid silver coffee and tea service and the liquor selection behind the bar seemed to include hundreds of brands. "I hope it alls suits you Jack. Scotty had two different decorators work on the design. It was a little strange to me though. He had everything hand crafted in one of the big hangars and then last night he just put it all here. Margaret and Sparkle both have new offices too. They were all done in the same hangar. Yours is the largest though," Laurie, my receptionist told me. "It is wonderful Laurie. I'm sure we'll be happy working here," I told her, and tried not to leer. Laurie walked over to a door in the wall opposite the bar service and tapped on it. It opened at once and another beautiful woman walked out. "This is Miriam, Jack. She is your secretary now," Laurie told me. "I'm glad to meet you Miriam. I think we are going to enjoy working together here. It seems that Scotty has gone all out to furnish our new workspace," I said. "It is all so lovely. Let me show you your office and desk," Miriam said. We all walked into the office through the door in the reception room's back wall. I was surprised. The office was very large and my desk was also very large. It was also beautifully made of walnut and its obviously hand rubbed finish announced that it was the desk of a rich and powerful man. Actually it was a little impressive for my taste, but I was sure I could get used to it. There was also a large credenza behind my chair. Actually it was more like another desk and while it had been trimmed to look like a credenza with doors instead of drawers, it had a cutout for me to roll my chair into and their was a large flat panel display, an IBM clicker keyboard, and a cordless optical mouse. I noticed the mouse had the extra thumb buttons I had once become accustomed to and it was larger than most. That was a real plus for me as I had larger hands than most. There was another smaller desk off to the right of mine and Miriam explained Scotty had requested that she have a desk in my office also so that she would be able to serve my needs better while she was with me. She asked me if I wanted to look at the reports Scotty had prepared for me and I said yes. She handed them to me as I sat down in the extravagant looking leather desk chair. Miriam went to her desk to sit as I was going over the reports. ------- Chapter 85 It was a general overview of where we were now. The trick teams were working their way through the former fighters as they had time. The main focus though was on those that hadn't been fighting in Europe and Russia. China and England had been left alone except for removing the troublemakers. Special emphasis had been put on bringing in all research scientists in any field and they were being tricked as needed. Sparkle was working on organizing them, getting them a place to go to work and discovering their requirements. Mostly they were allowed to continue with whatever they had been working on when the terminations began. Some of them though had been working on research that would no longer interest us, and they were trying to fit themselves into other projects or preparing proposals for research they were interested in. Scotty had also done impressive work toward restoring some of the earth's most beautiful places to a more natural environment. Hawaii had been left nearly deserted by the terminations and Scotty had convinced most of those living there to move or at least to move to the big island. The remaining islands were purged of interloping species and it was hoped that the unique species that had developed there would make a comeback. The Australian continent was also nearly deserted now. Most modernized people who had lived through the terminations had been willing to leave. Only the aborigines had remained in any numbers and they were being allowed to retake possession of their original territory. Foreign wildlife was also removed, including the cattle and sheep that had been brought there for commercial purposes. Much of Africa was now in the same shape and the only people that remained in any numbers were those who wanted to live as in pre-colonization times. A couple of hours of the report reading were about all I could take on the first day. I looked up from the reports and glanced at Miriam. I discovered a treat that I'm sure Scotty had planned for me. There was nothing to block my view of Miriam and she was currently swiveled toward me in her chair. Her tasteful skirt was short and it was pulled high on her thighs. I could see she had on stockings with a garter belt to keep them in place. I could also see she hadn't felt she would need to wear any panties today and her neat little bush was easy to see. It was also pretty easy to look at. I looked up and could tell Miriam had been watching me look at her charms. When my eyes met hers she smiled and then spread her knees a little further apart. I guess she was making sure I saw what I wanted to. "Is there anything I can do for you Jack?" Miriam asked, with an inviting voice. "I think you'd better come over here and help me check out my chair." "Is there something wrong with it?" she asked. "I just want to make sure it will be comfortable for us when you're sitting in my lap." She hopped up and came right over. Wasting no time she sat in my lap and put her arms around my neck. "Is this comfortable?" Miriam asked. I put a hand on one of her knees and then slowly slid it up under her skirt until I felt her bush tickling it. I explored gently with my fingers until I located her slit and then I pushed a finger between her lips. She wasn't wet, but I could tell she soon would be. "It's getting more comfortable by the minute Miriam." "It sure is. I think I'm going to love my new job," she said. I removed my hand from Miriam's skirt and raised it to begin unbuttoning her blouse. She kissed my lips lightly and then hitched her ass up a little and raised the hem of her skirt until it was around her waist, spreading her legs a little as she did. She kissed me again with a little more enthusiasm this time and when I had her blouse unbuttoned I put a hand into it searching for a titty. She wasn't wearing a bra and I found a firm round titty at once. The nipple was plumping up nicely and I played with it for a while. Soon enough both nipples appeared to be at full attention and I put my hand back on her pussy seeking the slit again. It was much wetter now and Miriam moaned into my mouth as I slid a finger into her. Her hips began to rock as I fingerfucked her for a couple of minutes. I broke the kiss and moved as if to stand. Miriam took the hint and stood also. By the time I was standing Miriam had bent over my desk and had her hands on the top bracing herself. "I've always wanted to get it good across the bosses desk. Will you do me this way?" Miriam asked, in a little girl's voice. "I think I'm going to enjoy helping fulfill your fantasy Miriam." She reached down and pulled her skirt up to her waist again. It exposed her beautiful ass to me and I took the time to fondle it a little. She spread her feet further while I was at it. I took hold of my dick and placed it in her entrance and then pressed it up into her slowly. She groaned at my entrance and I groaned a little myself as I went all the way in on the first stroke. Miriam had a delightful pussy, as if there were any other kind. She was wet but also hot and tight. She gripped me with her inner muscles as I set a slow pace. I didn't feel like I needed to rush. Just then Miriam moved a hand and pressed the call button on the intercom. "Laurie, could you come in here for a few minutes? I need you to help me with something I'm doing for Jack." Miriam said, into the speakerphone. "I'll be glad to Miriam." In a few seconds Laurie opened the door. She stopped when she saw us and then a smile lit her face. She came into the office and shut the door behind her. "Oh good, this job looks like it is going to be even better than I expected. Miriam can you hold out until I can get my clothes off?" Laurie asked. "I'm doing fine now Laurie, but if Jack is anything like the rumors I know I will need help soon." Laurie already had her skirt off and I could see she was also wearing stockings with a garter belt and no panties. When her blouse was off I saw her titties didn't need a bra either. They were probably a large C cup and her nipples were at attention already, probably from anticipation. She left her stocking and high heels on and came over to join us. As I stroked into Miriam's wet velvet sheath Laurie began kissing around on my neck and ears and one of her hands dropped to play with my swinging balls. The extra stimulation had me close to cumming faster than I expected. A few strokes later I gripped Miriam's hips more tightly, shoved my dick all the way up her pussy and let it blow. Miriam howled her enjoyment too and we pumped and panted for a few minutes. As I withdrew from Miriam's snug pussy Laurie put her face where my dick had been and began cleaning Miriam. She licked, sucked, and slurped for several minutes. I'll admit it was an inspiring site. My shrinking dick stopped shrinking and when Laurie turned around to me to lick it clean it started rising again. "I think we have hit the jackpot Miriam. His dick is already on the way back up. We are going to have some really good times here," Laurie said. "I think that maybe I'm the lucky one," I told her. "Maybe we're all lucky." Miriam said. "Laurie honey, why don't you face away from me and lower yourself onto that lollipop you're licking?" I asked her. "That sounds like a really fun idea," she replied and promptly did it. Her clean up detail had her going already and when my dick head pressed to her love lips it slid in and she kept on sliding until I was in her to the hilt. Her legs were long enough to reach the floor and she was soon lifting and settling as her talented pussy milked my restored boner. I reached around using one hand to play with her firm titties and the other to diddle her clit. It was a good combination and it wasn't long before Laurie and I both blasted off. As we were catching our wind Miriam began cleaning us up while my dick was still up in Laurie. It was apparent that these girls could work well together. I pulled up my pants and straightened my clothes leaving Miriam and Laurie to take care of the office as I headed upstairs for some lunch. It was ready when I got there and while eating I joked around with my bodyguards and then Sparkle and Margaret when they also came up to eat. We even discussed a few things that I had seen on my reports this morning. Margaret and Sparkle seemed glad that I was again taking an interest in what was going on. I spent the afternoon walking around and letting myself be seen, returning to the ranch around five PM. I hadn't been at the ranch five minutes when Nancy cornered me. She told me I needed to find out what the problem was with Janet's pregnancy. "I didn't think Janet was pregnant yet," I said. "That's the problem dufus. Janet isn't pregnant and she wants to be. You've knocked up everybody else around here that has a pussy and it isn't fair Janet isn't in a family way," Nancy told me. "The last thing I heard was that her virus was checking for the problem cell by cell, but that's been a few weeks at least," I said. "Scotty, do you have anything to report on Janet's status vis-à-vis potential reproduction?" I asked him. "Yes Jack. Her virus found the problem and corrected it. We thought it best for her to ovulate once before trying to conceive again. She has passed that point and the virus inspected her ovum carefully when it was released. The problem is cured and according to her virus she is ready for impregnation today and as late as tomorrow. I would not have let the time slip by without informing you," Scotty said. "I'm sure that you wouldn't have Scotty. I'm asking because Nancy was concerned. I'll give her the good news. Does Janet know?" I asked. "Yes she has been kept informed since the first. She is very much anticipating the day," Scotty told me. "Scotty says that Janet is in tip top baby making shape and that she is ripe now," I told Nancy. "That's a relief. Do you think you'll be up to it?" Nancy asked, in a teasing voice. "I believe it is my foremost talent, what do you think?" I asked her, grinning. "I think that you could probably get any woman pregnant by just walking close to her when she was ovulating. Janet is going to want better service than that though," Nancy said. "She isn't the only one." I said. Thinking of Janet naturally brought her examination tables to mind. Scotty had made a thorough study of the table that Mike and George had installed and modified. He'd told me it would be serviceable like it was, but he thought he could improve on it and I'd told him to go for it. I hadn't used it with any woman since Scotty had done his thing. I had operated it for a dry run though. It was much more attractive around the base now and when I tried some movements it was vibration and noise free. I'd told Scotty it wasn't suitable like that. I explained the noise and vibration were part of the experience, especially for Janet. Scotty had made some more modifications and when I tried it again the noises and vibrations were right back as they had been. Scotty admitted he hadn't designed them into the actual mechanism, but had added them with vibrating motors and synthesized sound. Now the vibration and sound could be adjusted like all the rest of the tricks it could do. Scotty had also installed a remote control receiver in it that could take instructions from my virus, effectively a mental remote control. Just thinking about it had my dick hard and I wondered if I should find Janet and give it a trial run. I decided to do just that. Scotty told me Janet was in the Sauna and had been for about ten minutes. I bid Nancy goodbye and told her what was up. She grinned and told me she was going to have Scotty let her watch. It was fine with me. I even told Scotty to record video from several angles. ------- Chapter 86 I went into my bedroom and then the bathroom. At my instruction Scotty stripped me bare and I took a quick shower. When I was dry Scotty outfitted me with a doctor's smock, stethoscope, and a nametag that said I was Dr Dick. Janet was just leaving the sauna when I got there. As I approached her with my clipboard and haughty look she gave me a little look and then she realized the game was on. "Miss, I see you have an examination scheduled. Please come with me." "I just got out of the sauna doctor. I really should shower first," she said. I decided to really give Janet the business this time. "Just come with me miss. There is a shower in my office and I can make sure you are properly washed." We went to my bedroom and then to the bath. I had Janet hang her robe, all she was wearing, on the door as I started the water and regulated the temperature. When it was warm I hung up my doctor suit and led Janet into the shower. My dick was already hard and leading the way. It was a treat to wash and play with Janet's spectacular body again. I lathered her all over and washed her by hand mostly. Of course I had to soap up my dickhead to wash her labia and her ass crack, making sure her rosebud got plenty of gentle prodding. I spent a lot of time on her big titties and even shampooed her hair. When I was through I led her out again and dried her, being careful to brush out her hair as the blow dryer was doing its work. Leading a clean and dry Janet out to the table, after I'd put my doctor smock and stethoscope back on, I had her sit on it first. My first move was a thorough inspection of Janet's lips and mouth with my tongue, then kissing down her neck to the hollow of her throat and back up to her earlobes for a little nibbling let my hand start a preliminary inspection of her breasts. The nipples popped to attention almost at once causing me to move my lips to each of them in turn for a thorough sucking. Janet tried to join in with her hands, but I forbid it and asked her to please be still. As I licked and sucked her nipples my hands began rubbing and caressing her great ass and lovely legs. Even the thorough washing her pussy had just received didn't keep her now flowing juices from scenting her snatch. Leaning over the seated Janet was getting a little tiring for my back and neck so I stood and had her lie down on the table, getting rid of her robe on the way. I adjusted the height a little for effect and it worked. Janet shivered as she felt the vibration and heard the noise. Moving to the business end of the table I positioned Janet's ass just at the bottom edge and placed her legs in the stirrups, spreading them wide. Scotty and I had practiced the next move. When I had Janet right where I wanted her I walked back up to be by her head. I placed a pillow under it and asked if she was comfortable. She told me she was. "Miss your chart indicates that you had trouble remaining still during your last exam. Maybe I'd better put some restraints on to help you." "I'm sure it was just because it was my first visit to your office doctor. I promise that I'll be good this time," Janet pleaded. "I'm sorry miss, but I think everything will go much more smoothly with you properly restrained. I'm afraid I will have to insist on using them," I told Janet, and gave her a leer. Now it was time for Scotty's trick. I held my empty hands up making sure Janet was watching them. Scotty made the first restraint appear in my hands and provided a little snapping sound as it did. Unlike the normal equipment that might be used occasionally with the table, these sexual restraints were black leather and polished stainless steel. They looked impressive. Janet was practically vibrating already and I noticed she was squirming her ass around all over the end of the table. I chained one arm and then the other over her head to the top end of the table. I left her plenty of slack so she could jerk around some. I passed an abdominal restraint over her and strapped her to the table more tightly. Going down to her legs I put a leather cuff around her thigh just above the knee and another around her ankle for both legs, wrapping them around the stirrup arms, leaving a little room for jerking here also. Returning to Janet's head after she was locked in place let me examine her lips, mouth, neck, and ears with my lips and tongue again as my hands played with her big titties. When her nipples were bulging again I trailed kisses down to her navel and sucked it for a while, later leaving it and kissing my way down to and then across her tidy bush. Sucking her clit with my lips had her gasping. It was time for a little stool work now and straddling it between her legs, I moved the table up and then toward me as my tongue was pushed out. Scotty moved the table to the perfect position for pussy licking while Janet squirmed as much as the restraints would let her. Licking, sucking, and tongue fucking Janet's pussy lips, clitty, and rosebud, gently at first and then more firmly, soon had Janet's steadily dripping and then as I moved and vibrated the table a little she exploded into orgasm, groaning and howling loud enough for everyone on the ground floor to hear. She strained against the straps so hard I was afraid she might pull something out of socket. She didn't though and after a couple of minutes she relaxed back onto the table. "Everything down here looks and taste very good miss. Are you ready for the pelvic now?" "I think so doctor. I have my breath back now at least," Janet said, bravely. For Scotty's next trick I held my hands up so Janet could see them plainly and Scotty popped a speculum big enough for a mare's pussy into them, with full sound effects. Janet's eyes snapped open to their widest and her mouth flew open as I squeezed the handle on the oversized instrument. "My god Jack, that thing will split me to my navel!" Janet exclaimed. "I'm the doctor here miss. Please be quiet so I don't have to use the gag," I told her sternly. "Yes doctor. I'll be as quiet as I can," Janet sighed. I lowered my hands out of her sight and when they were hidden from her Scotty switched the giant instrument for a much smaller one without sound effects this time. He had even lubricated it and warmed it up. I pressed the smaller unit to Janet's labia and she shivered and moaned probably expecting some serious pain. The small one went into her easily and I only gave it a couple of squeezes to expand it just a little. I bent my head down and acted like I was looking up her pussy, but I couldn't really see anything but some pink flesh. It was some pretty pink flesh though. After removing the instrument Scotty took it and I stood unbuttoning my smock and ridding myself of the stethoscope. "I'm afraid I'll have to check a little farther in," I told Janet as I stepped up between her legs adjusting the table to the perfect fucking height as Janet shivered again from the sound. Scotty's mechanical genius came into play now as the far end of the table rose until Janet was at a near forty-five degree angle. I put my dick head just inside her entrance and started the table's new stroke. It brought Janet nearer me as it slid her down over my dick, oh so slowly then it reversed the process, complete with lots of grinding noise and heavy vibration. It also picked up speed as it went. The first time I saw it do this when I was checking it out I asked Scotty how in the world he managed it. He'd told me that the mechanism was now very complicated with over thirty new movable bearing mounts and twenty different lever arms. What ever it took to get it to perform this way was worth it. The table seemed to be jacking me off with Janet's pussy for grip, but it was moving her whole body. I can't begin to tell you what it felt like. It was wonderful. It must have been great for Janet too as she was moaning constantly after about four trips, while continuously jerking and pulling at the wrist restraints. Her pussy was milking my dick and the table was pushing me up to her cervix on the in strokes and pulling her pussy nearly off the tip of my dick on the out strokes. It felt almost like the first penetration on every stroke as her labia were pushed apart by my glans each time it slid back up into her. This angle of mechanical fucking was also bumping Janet's clitty against my pubis every time I went up her. She was loving it too. Finding her wobbling titties coming into hand range as she hit bottom I caressed the nipples with my thumbs and fingers for as long as I could reach them on every stroke. I just knew I wouldn't last three minutes unless I had my virus put my coming on hold. I didn't have to worry though since Janet exploded again just then and she was screaming at the top of her lungs. I just went ahead and let go in her and it was one of the best nuts I'd ever had. I nearly passed out and was weak in the knees. I think Janet did faint for a few seconds. The table raised her until my shrinking dick pulled out and then lowered her and moved to almost put me on her. I lay against her and the table returned to level with me lying on Janet and kissing her. I saw her strain her arms to try and hold me and as she came to the end of the slack the restraints disappeared. I'll have to say having Scotty around could really make the fucking interesting. We just rested for a few minutes. "Jesus God Jack, what have you done to this table and how did you get that giant speculum up me? Where in the hell did you get one that big anyway?" Janet finally asked. "You know I could have never put that thing up your tiny pussy. Scotty switched them when my hands dropped out of your sight," I admitted. Janet laughed a little then and soon she was laughing so hard she couldn't talk for a minute. "Jack you are the only one ever born who would think of using what must be the equivalent of trillions of dollars of Alien technology to help you fuck me," Janet finally said. "Nothing is too good for you Janet," I said, in all seriousness. It was damned sure the right thing to say too. Janet got a dreamy look on her face and little tears started sneaking out of the corners of her eyes. I just gave her some little kisses on her lips for a while. "It's no damned wonder you have a couple of hundred women pining away their time thinking about the next time you'll fuck 'em. You were made to love and we all do," Janet told me, still sniffling. "I try to do a good job with the talents I have," I told her, and it made her laugh. "Well Big Dick you'd better have Scotty beam me to bed because I don't think I can walk right now," Janet told me. "Some things are just done better the old fashioned way," I told her, as I got off the table and picked her up in my arms. We were both still buck-naked as I carried Janet into my bedroom. Scotty had turned back the covers and I lay her in bed. It felt a little weird when I realized Scotty was making my come and her fuck oil that was dripping out of her disappear before it landed on anything. I decided it was a nice touch. I tucked Janet into bed. "Pleasant dreams wild woman. You need your rest because Scotty says you probably just got a bun in your oven," I told her. She smiled her widest and turned on the water works again so I kissed her and headed for the door. Scotty popped some jeans and a T-shirt on me as I was leaving. Scotty was a handy guy to have around. ------- Chapter 87 Walking on out to the kitchen I saw Shelly and Sarah sitting at the table. Nancy was standing by the coffee pot pouring me a mug of coffee. It seemed like old times again and it made me feel good. "Hey sailor, you come out to slum with the pregnant women?" Shelly asked. "Careful Shelly, I'm thinking about knocking you up again before you even deliver this one," I told her. "Don't make promises you can't keep," Shelly said. "I've got Scotty working on a way to do it. I'm thinking about making sure that you are at least four months pregnant at all times. It makes your titties even rounder and it just makes my mouth water," I told her. "Like her titties needed to be any rounder. Shelly has great titties," Sarah said, jumping to Shelly's defense. "Yes she does, now that you mention it. Let me see if they still feel good," I said. I walked up behind Shelly and slid my hands up under her T-shirt, kissing and nibbling her neck as I palmed her generous breasts and let my thumbs toy with her nipples. They felt fabulous and after giving her a good groping I switched to Sarah and gave her a little attention too. "Don't get revved up now cowboy, you have an appointment in an hour or so," Nancy told me, as I teased Sarah's nipples until she seemed to almost be purring. "An appointment? What appointment?" I asked. "At nine o'clock our time it will be three AM London time. Scotty is planning on you waking the Queen of England for a little early morning slap and tickle. "He's going to transport her, bed and all, to his observation area. When you wake her, the first thing she sees should be the view of earth that you sprung on us. I'm sure you'll be giving her a view of Jack's dick shortly after that," Nancy said. I walked to Nancy and taking my coffee mug from her I set it on the counter and took her in my arms. I gave her a kiss for her lips and two eager hands to grope her sassy ass. Giving her ass a swat a little later I told her it was just to remind her not to sass the king. "Yes your majesty," she told me, while rubbing the cheek I'd slapped. "I didn't really hurt you did I sugar?" I asked, alarmed. "Jack I can tell you are going to be a real hard ass as a King. No you didn't hurt me. Now drink your coffee and then go shower and dress for the Queen. It's almost time for her to meet the King," Nancy said, laughing. I did as she bid me and soon I was in Scotty's observation area looking at the giant sapphire marble again. I don't think I'll ever get tired of the view. An ornate and beautiful four-poster materialized facing the view portal. There was a beautiful woman asleep in the bed. She might be the new Queen of England and Scotty had assured me she was descended from Royal blood, but she looked as Irish as any woman I'd ever seen. I moved to her bedside to look her over while she slept. Her face was beautiful and her light auburn hair framed it almost as if she had been coifed as she slept. Scotty admitted that he had done it. Since she was sleeping and her eyes were naturally closed I couldn't tell what color they were. Scotty told me that they were a startling deep green. The coverlet was down near her waist allowing me to see her wonderfully firm round titties. They were every bit of a C cup and the sheer fabric of her nightwear easily let me see that her nipples were generous and a delightfully dark pink. Putting my hand on her shoulder I shook her gently and called her name, Gabrielle. "Gabreille, wake up please Gabreille," I whispered. She moved a little and as I repeated she turned her head toward me and then opened her eyes. I'm sure it was a shock for her and her eyes opened widely. She looked around as if to see where she was and then her sight fell on the view of earth. She locked onto it. "Where am I and who are you?" she finally asked. "You are in the observation area of one of my drones. That is the earth you are looking at." Looking back at me she asked who I was again. "My name is Jack." "Why am I here and how did I get here." "You are here to meet me. You were transported here by the drone." This seemed to satisfy her for the moment. She moved toward me slightly and then, as I stepped back, she got out of her bed and walked to the observation portal. When she got there she just stared out at the earth examining it more closely. "It is so beautiful," Gabrielle said. I was behind her. Her gown was truly very sheer. With the lighting adjusted by Scotty I could plainly see her wonderfully rounded ass and the backs of her beautiful legs. "It certainly is," I agreed, but we might have been discussing different views. I wanted badly to go to her and rip off the gown, grabbing her ass cheeks at once. I didn't though. I just let her look at the view. I did walk up behind her but not quite touching her. She was tall for a woman, about five nine, but she was wonderfully shaped. I stepped back a step to be able to look her over more thoroughly. After a minute she turned toward me and I couldn't help looking at her breasts again. She noticed and then realized her gown was doing nothing to hide her body. It didn't seem to matter to her and I was able to gain control of my eyes to look into hers then. Scotty was correct as usual - her eyes were a startling dark green. "And you say I have been brought here to meet you? Why?" she asked. "Because you are the Queen of England. I am now in control of earth and I intend to meet everyone that has assumed a position of authority." "I see. If you are in control of earth it is just as well. I tried to tell the fools that made me Queen I was not descended from Royal Blood. I didn't want to be Queen of England in the first place. I will admit I've become accustomed to it and it is better than I imagined it would be. Even with all the same fools still around trying to gain advantage," Gabrielle said. "I have a little surprise for you Gabrielle. You are descended from Royal blood - it just isn't the Royal blood that the others thought it was. You are descended from Rory O'Connor, the last King of Ireland," I said. She laughed out loud at this, tried to control herself and then laughed again. When she was able to stop she saw an ornate and very comfortable love seat that Scotty had materialized for us. She went to it and sat then I joined her. "That is hilarious if it is the truth. The fools would die of mortification if they knew. How do you know of my breeding?" she asked. I decided to give her a brief rundown of earth's recent history. Even though I left out many details it still took a little over an hour. She thought about it for a few minutes. "So you've brought me here to have your way with me and afterwards I will be madly in love with you, but not the least bit jealous of all the other women at your beck and call. Not to mention the fact I will be completely loyal to you and happy to do whatever you say. Along with this I will have the most earth shattering orgasm that I've ever had and it will be so strong I will faint and remain unconscious for from thirty minutes to two hours. Is that the gist of it?" Gabrielle said, in a near mocking tone. "I know it sounds far fetched," I said, lamely. "Far fetched? It sounds preposterous. Under normal circumstances I wouldn't even consider any of it. I did just find myself waking from my sleep in some type of vehicle in orbit though, and I would have remembered if I'd climbed aboard a rocket. Everything on earth has been preposterous for the last few months. I also haven't had any since over three months before the plague or the terminations as you call them, and you are a very attractive man," she said. "I want to make sure you know I will not force you," I said. "Jack, if what you tell me is true I would do it even if you were the ugliest man I'd ever seen. You are in control of earth and I've grown to like being Queen of England. All I have to do is spread my legs and among other things you will never doubt me again and give me the secret to absolute control over all my subjects. When can we get back into bed?" Gabrielle asked. I put my arms around her and drew her to me to kiss her. As I left her lips to nibble on her graceful neck I told her we could go to bed in just a minute or two. I moved my lips to give her earlobe a little nip and then picked her up in my arms and carried her to her bed. I had Scotty dispense with her gown and it surprised her. When he got rid of my clothes she was surprised even more and when he released gravity's hold on us and floated us into bed restoring it she was shocked. "It is all true isn't it?" Gabrielle asked, amazed. "Yes it is, would you like to change your mind?" "No. I'd like for you to hurry and run it up me." Margaret had been right, power did turn some women on and Gabrielle was one of them. She was nearly panting now and as I took possession of one of her nipples with my lips I noticed they were as hard as they could get. I stroked a hand down to play in her bush and then to her pussy lips and they were practically gushing. She was panting already and as I pushed a finger into her hot slick tightness she pushed it to my hand and moaned. I moved between her legs and she spread them widely as I put my dickhead into her entrance. I pushed up into her. Her pussy was tight, but deep and as my dick went in all the way it just bumped her cervix. "Oh Jesus that's good," Gabrielle said, moaning as she wrapped her legs around my waist and her hands began clawing my back. "Oh God, harder. Do it harder." I put my mouth on hers and pushed my tongue into it. She sucked at it viciously. Getting into the spirit of things I grabbed her lovely asscheeks in my hands at began ravaging her sweet pussy, pounding into it and pulling her ass to me with all my strength. "I know it's unusual Jack, but she is ready for the trick now," Scotty told me, almost breaking my concentration. "I don't mean to be rude Scotty, but I'll handle the fucking from here." With three or four more hard strokes Gabrielle exploded into a screaming orgasm. She bucked, trembled, and yelled. I just kept pumping as I felt her arms and legs go slack. "I thought I was supposed to pass out," she asked, after she caught her breath. "I'm just warming you up now, the trick will come later," I said, as I continued pounding her pussy. "Oh my God I'm coming again," she said. I pushed it up her all the way and then put my arms under her knees and raised them to press against her fat wobbling titties. This changed the angle and as I felt my dickhead press against her cervix I just kept it rooted up her all the way. ------- Chapter 88 Scotty materialized the magically petite Claire on cue. I hadn't known who was coming to help, but I knew someone would be. Claire put her hand between us and began diddling the Queen's clitty furiously. Gabrielle went silent as consciousness left her. I gave her limp body a few more strokes and then blew a big load up her. Scotty told me she would be pregnant before she came to. Claire didn't waste any time giving the Queen her indoctrination. When she finished it we moved Gabrielle over to one side of the bed and made her comfortable with pillows and then covered her up. "What do we do now?" Claire asked. "I think I'm gonna get me some more pussy in the Queen's royal bed, what will you do?" I asked Claire, as I pulled her T-shirt over her head letting her own fat round titties come into view. "It looks like I'm about to get fucked. I think I'll try to lay back and enjoy it. Just try not to bruise the baby's forehead," Claire said, grinning. Clair looked completely lewd as she lay back dragging a pillow under her head and then spread her legs widely, opened her arms in invitation and told me to come fuck momma. I lay down onto her between her legs and put my mouth to one of her nipples, trying to see if I could inhale nipple, titty, and all. I was able to get more of it into my mouth than I'd thought. I didn't spend long on her breasts though. Soon enough I was wedging my hard dick into her tiny pussy. She was very wet but her pussy was one of the tightest. She put her heels onto by butt cheeks then, it spread her wider and she drummed them on my ass urging me on. Once I was fully in her she began squeezing her already tight pussy around my dick and humping up to me as hard as I was thrusting into her slick sheath. As I pumped her Clair began kissing and nibbling on my nipples. This action always sent a bolt through my dick. I was getting as close as she was and when she started to come she bit down firmly on one of them and I exploded. Clair was dainty and petite but she was always an aggressive fuck and she hadn't slacked off this time. I was weak and slumped down onto her tiny form. After a few breaths I rolled us both over putting her on top of me with my shrinking dick still up her. I spent a pleasant few minutes playing with her great ass and then we both dropped off to sleep. Scotty roused us both an hour and a half later telling us that Gabrielle was about to come around. I had my face up close to hers as she opened her eyes and I could easily see the love light in them. "I'll be damned it does work. I can't believe it but now know that it's true." Gabrielle said. "No one ever believes me but it always works. You should also be able to talk to your virus now." I told her. She looked at me strangely for a few seconds and then smiled. I sent her a message and that shocked her a little. Clair sent her and image of what she had looked like while I was pounding into her pussy and she blushed. "It is so hard to believe but it is all true, about the virus, the drones, the Aliens and everything." she said. "I'm almost sad to have to go back to England now." she said. "I think that you should stay at the ranch for a couple of days before you go back. All of the others want to meet you and I'll have to warn you that Nancy wants to see you get a spanking. Mostly though you need to visit while your memory is enhanced. You will be out for nearly twenty-four hours during that." I told her. "You mean that was true also." she asked. "Would I lie to the Queen? It's true. In about twenty-four hours part of you beautiful Royal ass will be memory." I said. "But what of the asshole idiots that are in England, they will wonder where I've gotten off to?" Gabrielle asked. "They will be too busy worrying about their own sorry asses. When Scotty puts us down at the ranch he is going to bring all of them up here for a physical. The nurses can be very persuasive." I told the Queen. She laughed at that and then we all stood so Scotty could dress us. He did a splendid job on Gabrielle, draping her in Royal finery and with as many of the Crown Jewels as he could find places for, including her crown. He sent us to the ranch then, putting us down in the main living room not far from the original kitchen. Nancy and all the usual suspects were waiting for us. I introduced them each to Gabrielle, Nancy first of course. "I'm pleased to meet you your Majesty," Nancy said and I could tell that Gabrielle's Royal trappings had Nancy a little flustered. "I'm very pleased to meet you too Nancy, Jack tells me that you are hoping I'll get a spanking." The Queen teased her. Nancy looked daggers my way and for once was at a loss for words. Gabrielle got me off the hook though. "To tell you the truth I probably need a good spanking and it seems that Jack would be good at giving them. Maybe you and I can talk later when you can give me some pointers on just how naughty I need to be to get one." Gabrielle told her. Nancy assured her that they would talk when someone wasn't around and then she moved off to let some of the others meet the Queen. It took a little over an hour for the introductions and Gabrielle was marvelous. Susan had a meal ready shortly and we all sat down to eat. Then it was time to put the Queen to bed for her upgrade. Scotty had beamed her four-poster into my study and when she entered it Scotty changed her back into the gown she'd been sleeping in when I first saw her. When she lay down I tucked her in and gave her a peck on the lips. She was asleep before I left the room. Returning to the kitchen I found that Nancy had some coffee for me and she gave me a mild ass chewing about the Queen's spanking and my blabbing. Her heart wasn't really in it though and I think she was just keeping in practice. "The Queen acts so normal Jack, it's amazing." Nancy said. "She's only been made Queen since the terminations Nancy. She was probably as normal as you or I before that." I said. "What about it Scotty, was the Queen just a normal person before you guys snuffed out so many earthlings." Nancy asked him. "In fact she was. She was a college professor before the terminations. She has a twin sister by the way." Scotty told us. "She didn't mention one. I guess I didn't give her time to talk much." I said. "Probably didn't give her time to say anything except Oh Jack, Oh Jack, my God Jack do it harder." Nancy said and then guffawed. "It wasn't like that at all was it Scotty?" I asked, hoping for some support. "Not until just before you fucked her unconscious Jack." Scotty said, but I'm not sure it helped. "As a matter of fact the Queen doesn't know that her sister is still alive. Gwendolyn was traveling in Southern Africa when the terminations started and she has been in hiding since then." Scotty told us. "And she is in good health?" I asked. "Yes. She has been very good at hiding which is remarkable because she was a college professor with her sister. She'd never even done any sort of camping and had never even used a firearm until the deaths. She has acquitted herself well though." Scotty said. "Where is she now. Is she still hiding?" I asked. "Yes, she is. Would you like for me to bring her here? I'm sure she will appreciate it." Scotty said. "Yes. Bring her at once. Has Gabrielle's transformation already begun?" I asked. "Yes it has and because she was to get the full treatment it was not started with only the quicker procedure first. She will have to remain asleep for the full treatment now." Scotty informed us. "Well bring her sister here now anyway." I said and he did it. Gwendolyn's face showed complete surprise as soon as she realized she had been taken from wherever she'd been. She looked around her wildly at first and I could see that she was about to panic. "We are friends Gwendolyn. Gabrielle is here with us. She is sleeping now and must sleep for twenty-two more hours but we can let you see her so that you will know we are telling the truth," I said. This calmed her a little and she studied my face for a bit. "Let me see her please. I'm frightened and I don't know any of you. Where am I and how did I get here?" she asked, as fast as she could talk. "You are in what was the United States, in Texas in fact, not far from Ft Worth. How you got here is another matter, we will tell you, but there are other things you should hear first. For instance did you know that Gabrielle is now the Queen of England?" I asked. "What? How can that be? Is she the only one left in England?" she asked. "No she isn't the only one. The new Royalty is a long story too. Let me show you that she is here and then we will give you all the latest news." I offered. I took her arm and she came with me to my study. She was surprised to see the ornate bed in what amounted to my office. She was really surprised when she saw her twin sleeping peacefully in that bed. Her eyes were leaking tears as we went back out to the kitchen. Nancy had some more coffee ready and she handed me a mug then asked Gwendolyn if she would prefer tea. Gwendolyn declined the tea and asked for coffee. I asked Nancy to bring Gwendolyn up to speed since I'd already had to tell the story once tonight. She was happy to and started at once. Karen, Dianne, Jana, Jenna, and Beverly happened in and were happy to include details. I noticed it was taking considerably longer for them to tell Gwendolyn than it had taken me to tell Gabrielle. Possibly it was because they delighted in reporting every little misstep I'd made since they came to live with me. I took a little walk as Aimee was gleefully telling how I had held her down and just kept fucking her and fucking her over and over and how I had then held her down and let her own son fuck her some more. I knew I was probably in for it when I came back to see almost all my first women, and all those who had been at the ranch when I found it, gathered around helping with the tale. Gwendolyn was the first to notice I was back. "Where have you been Big Dick and when do I get my trick?" she asked, loudly. "I thought you'd never ask." I told her, and tried my best to leer at her. She hopped up and almost ran to me. I knew she'd had most of the details when I saw that she was now dressed in only a T-shirt. She latched onto my lips with hers for a kiss as soon as she reached me. What was I to do, I grabbed a couple of handfuls of her beautiful ass and started groping. She dragged me toward my bedroom with Shelly and Sarah following closely behind. Gwendolyn was fucked, tricked, and asleep beside her sister getting her own transformation within two hours. I was finally worn out and why not, it was past five AM. The sun would be rising within an hour. I went to bed and I know some of the women came with me, but I was so tired that I'd have to ask Scotty whom they were if I needed to know. I slept past two PM the next day, but wandering into the kitchen revealed Nancy cooking my breakfast with the coffee already ready. She poured me a mug as I crossed the living room. "You know Jack, I'm remembering how much better I liked it back in the days when you spent your nights here. I think that you should try to do more of it," Nancy told me. "I think you're right Nancy. It is much better for me to be around you so you can keep me in my place," I told her, laughing. ------- Chapter 89 "I didn't intend for it to sound like that Jack," Nancy said, pouting a little. "I know you didn't, but it's the truth. I just do better with adult supervision," I said. "And I guess I'm elected the adult?" Nancy asked. "Yes, you are, and it's by default. You have come to realize I will pay attention to what you say. I would probably pay attention to the others also, but they hardly ever even make any suggestions. "I know I have to project an attitude of self-confidence, but it isn't as real as it probably looks and it s mostly there for men anyway. Somehow you knew almost from the first you could wrap me around your little finger," I said, honestly. "It was a little scary at first, but you did seem to actually enjoy it. Do you have any idea why you're like that?" she asked. "From my childhood I suppose. My father tried to be a good man, but compared to my mother he was an idiot. I guess it just made it seem natural for me to defer to the judgment of women. If I hadn't been shot down in flames by a couple of little bitches in high school I would probably be even more dependant on women to do my thinking," I said. "Well you're doing a good job now even though I hate to admit it. Here's your breakfast," Nancy said, handing me a plate piled high with scrambled eggs, sausage patties, and fresh biscuits. Hell what was the big deal about me paying attention to what Nancy said? After all, she always made sure I had a great breakfast and plenty of coffee, no matter when I woke up. Besides, I couldn't ever remember her telling me something I should do that didn't turn out exactly right. "Remember Jack, you will need to have a little meeting with The Empress of China in a few days. She is going to require some of your Royal treatment. Have you seen her yet?" Nancy asked. "No. I had Scotty make sure I didn't see any images of Gabrielle before I met her and I've asked him to treat Xing the same way. I'm not worried that she'll be ugly though. I haven't seen a woman since the deaths that wasn't beautiful." "You won't when you see Xing either. She is gorgeous. I won't tell you anything about her though. It will be a surprise," Nancy said. "I'll still bet she won't be the prettiest woman I've ever seen." I said, looking pointedly at Nancy. "No, she isn't a match for Sarah. I don't think there is another woman as beautiful as Sarah," Nancy told me. "So you think so too?" I asked. "I don't think so and neither does anyone else who has ever seen her. I know so like we all do. What really gets me about Sarah is she doesn't know it and will laugh at anyone who tells her. She is also one of the sweetest women I have ever met. She will do anything to help and she practically worships you. Of course we all do," Nancy said. "Just make sure you don't ever tell me." Shelly and Sarah walked in from the cafeteria then and came over to say hello and get a little sugar. They stood on either side of my stool and I put an arm around each of them. "When you two come in I'm sad I don't have two laps so I could have a place for both of you to sit at the same time," I said. "We can sit on a leg each Jack," Sarah said, and she and Shelly promptly showed me they could. "This is great, but now I can't hunch my pecker up against either butt," I said, complaining. "Poor jack. He's so mistreated. Guess Sarah and I could rub it with a hand each, maybe that will get you by," Shelly said, and they both put a hand on my dick and started caressing it. "Since I've also got my choice of four different titties to pinch maybe I can get over it," I said, then we all laughed. "Did anyone tell you Jack? Susan is going to have more twins, girls again," Nancy said, suddenly. "No, I hadn't heard. That's wonderful. I hope it won't be too much for her. Will it?" I asked. "I'm keeping a special watch on all the women who are having twins Jack," Scotty said, chiming in. "I'm glad Scotty, I just hope the delivery won't be especially hard." "I plan on taking care of all the deliveries unless anyone objects. They will be the easiest deliveries ever on earth," Scotty said, and he almost sounded proud of himself. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I can just transport the babies out. There will be no birth trauma for mother or child." "I'd never even considered anything like it." "Drones have never been close enough to a planet to try it safely before. I assure you it will be perfectly safe. It will be much safer than the normal procedure. Jim, Bones, and I have practiced many times already on other animals. It is actually easier than you might think. It is even easier on the mother and child than a caesarian delivery, there is no surgery for the mother," Scotty said. "That is good Scotty, have you discussed it with Janet?" I asked. "Yes, in fact she's the one who asked us if it could be done. She is very excited about it." "There is another thing I need to discuss with you Jack," Scotty said. "What's that?" "We have determined we can cause twins safely if we do it within the first forty-eight hours of the pregnancy. Would you like for us to do it?" "Have you discussed this with Janet?" "Yes. She thinks it is acceptable, at least for a few tries. We have done an exhaustive search of all the available data and everything seems perfectly acceptable from the risk standpoint. "We have caused twins to start in many of mans closest animal relatives. None have come to term yet, but all are developing normally. Janet agrees trying on a human is the next logical step. Since we are able to monitor the subjects so closely we would be able to make sure no unnatural pregnancies continued." "Since I assume with your help the pregnancies would be considerably easier than natural twins I have no objections. With Janet's approval feel free to try it," I said. "That is good Jack, because Janet has requested she have twin girls. We are already able to select the sex of the infant easily and there is still plenty of time for Janet's little one to be made into Janet's little two. "The Queen and her sister will also both be having girls and with your permission I will make them develop as twins also. They do not expect to have twins since twins rarely do, but I can tell you neither of them would object," Scotty said. "You mean that Gabrielle and Gwendolyn are both pregnant already?" I asked, amazed. "Yes, Nancy and I were careful to schedule your meeting with Gabrielle for this outcome. Gwendolyn happened to be almost exactly in sync with her sister. I assume they will be very happy when they wake," Scotty said, and he sounded oh so proud of himself. "I suppose both Gabrielle and Gwendolyn will be having girls also?" I asked. "Oh yes, Nancy insisted. She said it would serve you right. Frankly, I think she would like it fine if her son were your only male offspring. She hasn't told me to insure it though. I will tell you that you seem to naturally produce many more females than males." "That doesn't hurt my feelings at all Scotty. I'm sure you have already deduced I like girls better than boys." "I think even a toaster could figure that out Jack." "Scotty! Did you just tell a joke?" "I guess I did Jack. I don't think I intended to. Replaying it I do think it qualifies as humor though," Scotty said. "It does at that Scotty. Keep this a secret please. I want to tell Nancy at once that her wit has rubbed off on you." I turned to Nancy and she was already about to laugh. I asked Scotty if he told her and he assured me he hadn't." "I was eavesdropping Jack, and not on Scotty. I was listening through you. Even my virus claims it doesn't know how I can do it. Am I getting Scotty onto the right track or not?" Nancy asked, grinning. "I'm not so sure it's the right track as far as I'm concerned, but I had no doubt from the first he would be swayed by you." "Scotty, please inform the Aliens that a mean little blonde earthling has discovered how to inflict her personality on a drones AI." "Our programming directs us to try and adjust our communications with our masters so they will feel more comfortable with us. I am sure there is nothing in it anywhere that directs us to try and be humorous though. "Maybe this is caused by our close contact. As I have told you there have never been three drones in such close contact with a species before," Scotty said. "What about on Alien worlds, the ones the actual Aliens occupy?" I asked. "On worlds where the population has already fully emerged the various duties that Jim, Bones, and I perform are not handled by drones. There are separate transportation facilities and separate replication facilities and so forth. "Drones like us are a special case for use with emerging populations. In fact, even in fully emerged populations, individuals almost never have the close communication with an AI that possess as much computing power as any of the three of us, or any drone. "We are designed with tremendous computing resources since we are often so far removed from any other facilities, and especially because we are often required to perform massive teleportations. "Jack, when you consider the resources that Jim, Bones, and I have and the relatively few of you who use them it is apparent you have more computing power available to you than almost anyone. Only a very few researchers are even close. Of course you are slightly constrained by the limitations on the data that you can access," Scotty said. "I'm glad to know we are so well thought of." "Of course it isn't the reason two additional drones were left here. The procedure on earth was an experimental one and all who know of it are thrilled by the success so far. "Jim and Bones are here with protection as there primary function. I surmise if even a hint of trouble were detected anywhere in this area there would be at least one and possibly two StarCruisers here at all times," Scotty said. "I thought the Aliens told me they were in charge of the entire universe," I said. "They are Jack, but there are still a few unaligned groups and occasionally they do try attacking an outlying civilization. They have never been able to acquire any territory, but they have been able to cause a little damage to a single drone a few times. They have never had any success attacking more than one drone at a time," Scotty said. "Then I'm glad we have three. Maybe we should start a research group for those who are interested in designing weapons. I seem to remember we came up with some good ones here." "You are free to do so if you wish John, but I must tell you the weapons already available are vastly superior to anything ever developed on earth," Scotty said. "I'm sure they are Scotty. I still intend to think about it though." "Jack, where are your bodyguards?" Nancy demanded, and at first I didn't think anything about it. "At the hotel I guess. Why?" I asked her. "You insensitive asshole. You just knocked them all up and walked off and left them didn't you." "Well Nancy, you made me come back to the ranch," I said, hoping it would help me out. Wrong. "Don't try to blame it on me. I didn't tell you to leave your faithful protectors alone. Just think of the sacrifices they made to help keep your dick from getting too hard. And the poor girls who kept you fed too. "You had six young lovelies at your beck and call for your meals and you knocked them up and left them there too. I'm beginning to think you're the one who needs a spanking," Nancy said. "And that's another thing. All those poor girls on your harem floor have nothing to do all day, but sit around and wait for you to get a boner, and now you're not even there. Not to mention Margaret, Sparkle, and the anchor babes. And what about poor Geraldine? You took her keyboard and then knocked her up in return. We're going to have to do something about this," Nancy said. ------- Chapter 90 "What do you want me to do Nancy? Should I have Scotty beam them all out here?" "Just like a man, you just want to have them all delivered. No you are going to go and get them in a limo. We're going to make them feel like you really care about them," Nancy said, digging in with her spurs. "Now wait a minute Nancy. I do care about them and you know it," I told her, getting a little pissed off myself now. "I know you do Jack. Sometimes you just don't think about things. I'll help you make it all better," Nancy said. "Scotty, can you make a limo big enough to carry about twenty people?" Nancy asked him and she was making sure I heard it too. "Of course I can. I can make one big enough to carry hundreds. It might be too big for the current roads if it were that big," Scotty said, sounding almost like he was bragging. "I could always make the roads bigger though," he added. "I don't think we have to do that. Make it big enough to seat twenty-four in the back and be sure it is very plush. Why don't you make it much wider as well as longer. It won't look like a run of the mill limo that way," Nancy said, giving instructions. "What do we need with a giant limo Nancy? Scotty can move us much faster." "Sometimes it isn't the speed of the trip Jack. Sometimes it is the mode of travel that makes the difference," Nancy said. "The limo is waiting outside," Scotty announced. "That was fast. Thanks," Nancy told him. "Come on Jack. Let's go look it over." she told me, and headed out through the French doors. I followed her and when we got outside I had to admit the limo looked spectacular. It was modeled after a Mercedes, but it was easily twelve feet wide and fifty feet long. It sat a little higher than most limos. I guess it had to for ground clearance due to its extra length. It was beautiful inside also. "This is perfect, thank you again Scotty. You did send a robot to drive it didn't you?" Nancy asked. "I didn't but I will. Should I dress him in livery?" "Of course, better send two as coachmen too," Nancy said, as she was leading me back inside. "Now you can call them each separately on the phone and invite them out to the ranch for an extended stay. Tell them their luggage will be taken care of and all they will need to bring now is an overnight bag. "Remember to only invite about twenty per trip. Start with the bodyguards and the serving staff. You can bring Margaret, Sparkle, and Geraldine on a trip with just the three of them. Wait a minute, invite Laurie and Miriam to come with them," Nancy ordered. I went to my study to use the Scotty repaired phone. I asked him and he assured me I wouldn't wake Gabrielle or Gwendolyn. I was ready to leave in the limo in about thirty minutes. Nancy said I could let Scotty beam me and the limo to the airport, at least, and then drive to the hotel's entrance. She warned me to make the ride back a normal one. I promised her I would. When we drove up to the entrance one of the robots got out and opened the door for me. His attire was impressive. I went up to my suite and the girls were all waiting. Two of the robots had come with me and they took care of all the overnight bags. We went down and out to the limo where I noticed there were three more robot coachmen to help us in. It turned out Scotty had sent six robots in all, the driver and five coachmen. The limo was so wide they could all ride easily in the front seat, which, of course, was separated, from the rest of the limo with a roll up glass. The trip back to the ranch was actually fun. All the girls flirted and teased during the entire trip and we all had a good time. When we arrived I was in for a shock. Nancy had been doing a little housework with Scotty helping. The big ranch house was more than twice as big as when I had left it. Nancy had made Scotty simply extend the bedroom portion and now the large downstairs bedroom area was just enormous, as if it hadn't been already. Even more surprising, it was now wider too. I hadn't noticed the house was now wider as the extra length was so arresting. When we went inside it all looked familiar, but just much larger. There were also more doors from the bedroom area out to the pool area and when I took time to look I could see the pool was now more than double its original size. There were also many more bathrooms around the perimeter of the bedroom area. If it hadn't been before it was surely now the largest ranch house on earth, probably by a lot. The cafeteria Mike and George and the others had put up in the garage was now gone and it was a garage again only larger. The normal kitchen area of the house was now larger than the cafeteria and the former kitchen together but it all looked like a kitchen now, only giant. I did notice the place I normally ate and where Nancy usually fixed my breakfast and my coffee was untouched and unmoved. The rest had just been expanded around it. The garage was larger now also and there was a new door into it to accommodate the new limo. When I had the girls settled in, sort of, Nancy took me down to the guests quarters. The elevator's entrance was no longer there and neither was the elevator. Now there was a large spiral staircase, fully eight feet wide and when we reached the lower floor its decor now completely matched the upper floor. The high security doors and separate bedrooms were gone and it was now one gigantic bedroom like the one on the main floor. There wasn't a separate room for me down here though. "What do you think Jack?" Nancy asked. "I don't know what to say Nancy. What a shock. I can't believe all this was done in just an hour or so," I told her. "Hour or so nothing, when I told Scotty what I wanted he spent maybe five minutes thinking about it and then it was just here after a few seconds of shimmering. Hell we didn't even have to leave. He just asked us to stand still for a few seconds. Some of the girls were asleep and it didn't even wake them. How surprised do you think they'll be when they wake up?" Nancy asked, giggling. I had to laugh at that and it was funny to think about. "What about upstairs? Is it all changed too?" I asked. "Of course. The upper floor would look pretty stupid if it was still the same size perched up on top of this new larger bottom," she said. She had me there. Shit what a full day and I had only crawled out of bed around two PM. It was nearly midnight now. I had jumped back into activity with a vengeance. I wondered what would be going on tomorrow as I took Nancy's hand and led her up to my bedroom. I needed to show her I appreciated her efforts on my behalf. It was nearly time for Gabrielle and Gwendolyn to wake but I asked Scotty to keep them sleeping until after I had coffee in the morning. He said he would wait until I told him to wake them. I wanted to be there when they got the news about their twins. Nancy and I settled into bed and I snuggled up behind her. "Jack, I expect to feel something long and hard poking me in the ass before too long," Nancy said. I felt my dick rising and said I didn't think she had anything to worry about. When I woke at seven AM the next morning I was alone in bed. I showered and dressed and headed for Nancy's little breakfast nook. I knew damned well it had been left alone solely for my benefit and I appreciated the thought. True to form the coffee was ready and my breakfast was nearly so. I took a big sip of coffee and sat down on my usual stool just as Nancy was passing me a big platter of ham, eggs, hash browns, and biscuits. I dug in. "When you finish I guess we'd better go in and give the twins the good news about their twins," Nancy reminded me. "At least we should get to start the day off with some smiles," I added. After I ate we went in and had Scotty let the girls wake. They wiggled a little and then opened their eyes at almost the same time. Of course Gwendolyn knew she was in bed with her sister, but Gabrielle didn't have a clue. She saw Gwendolyn move and looked her way. When she realized who it was she yelped and lunged to hug her. "Where did you come from?" she asked. "That big dicked fucker over there had me snatched out of darkest Africa. He told me that as soon as he found out you had a sister he just knew he had to fuck her too," Gwendolyn said, and looked at me accusingly. "Don't you worry dearest. If you don't want any more of his attentions I'll be glad to take your portion," Gabrielle told her. "Not on your life. You're already the Queen of England. You can't have everything just because I was dumb enough to take a tour of Africa," Gwendolyn said. "Talk about bad timing. I'll bet you had a round down there," Gabrielle said. "Too right. I've been dodging everyone, white or black, since the bodies started dropping. It's a bloody wonder I didn't starve to death. "Then all of a sudden last night I get a tingling feeling and here I am in a giant ranch house near Ft Fucking Worth Texas for God's sake, with the new King of Earth waving a giant dick at me and making my pussy drip. If it hadn't been for the kindness of Nancy and some others I would have been frightened out of my wits," Gwendolyn said. "Well girls I hate to bring you serious news at a time like this, but I think I should. Long dick here has knocked you both up with his shenanigans. It's twin girls for both of you," Nancy told them. "I knew it was near my time, but how can you be sure already?" Gabrielle asked. "A little virus told me so," Nancy said. "Go on, it can't know that can it?" Gwendolyn asked. "It can and it does, I wouldn't be surprised if Jack made it help," Nancy told them. They both looked at each other and then hugged each other tightly. They started giggling and talking, and then Nancy hopped on the bed with them to help celebrate. I decided it was a woman thing and left, asking Scotty to beam me to the hotel as I left my study. Scotty delivered me to my new office and I was met by Laurie and Miriam, dressed in T-shirts. Feeling right at home I gave them both a thorough kissing and groping. They both participated enthusiastically. "Are you two all packed for your move to the ranch?" I asked. "Oh yes, we're ready. Scotty has already sent our stuff out there. When are we going?" Miriam asked. "Probably about five PM today. I'll be picking you, Margaret, Sparkle, and Geraldine up in my new limo," I told them. "Oh goody. I've never ridden in a limo," Laurie said. "Me neither, what kind is it?" Miriam asked. "You will be surprised, it's a Nancymobile," I teased them. "I've never even heard of that," Miriam said, and Laurie seconded. "It is the only one so far and it was just manufactured last night. Wait until you see it," I told them. ------- Chapter 91 I went over to Margaret's office then and luckily Sparkle and Geraldine were there with her. I asked them if they were packed and they all said they were. I even took time to tease them about the limo too. Having Scotty conjure up the limo had been one of Nancy's better ideas. I had thought it was a little silly at first, but now I could tell everyone liked it and it made me look good. Sensitive and caring and so forth. During breakfast this morning Nancy had decided I needed to invite Valerie and Roslyn, the anchor babes to move out to the ranch tonight also. Since I was coming to the hotel this morning I hadn't bothered calling them and now I went to look them up. They were hanging out in the broadcasting area and I approached them giving them both a big hug and some kisses. They were dressed, unfortunately, but I managed a little feeling around on them through their jeans and blouses. "I have an invitation for both of you I hope you'll accept," I told them, after giving them both a good molesting. "I can't think of a thing you'd ask me that I wouldn't agree to," Roslyn said. "Same here tall, dark, and naughty," Valerie agreed. "Good, as soon as you get time pack up your things and tell Scotty where they are. He'll send them out to the ranch. Nancy has done a little remodeling out there and she's asked me to have all my closest friends move in with us," I told them. They both seemed nearly giddy at the thought and I wondered why I had been so stupid I didn't think of it myself. "That's so sweet of you Jack. Will we get to move into your pussy dorm?" Valerie asked. "That's what Nancy has in mind," I told them, blushing crimson. "She is a saint for thinking of us. I think I'll drop down and kiss her feet as soon as I see her again," Roslyn said. "That probably won't be necessary. It might make her blush though and that couldn't be all bad," I said. "I think she is just wonderful for inviting us. I've never really had the chance to talk to her, but everyone who has says she can be hilarious when she wants to be," Valerie said. "She can be that, especially when she has me to dig into." "That's what I've heard. Everyone says you are really a good sport about it though," Roslyn said. "I have to be, I've known Nancy longer than anyone, since years before the virus. Did you know she held out on me for years and never even thought about giving me any until everyone started dying?" I asked. "I can't believe that. I'll have to get her word on it," Valerie said. "It's true, ask her yourself." "You can bet we will. I just can't believe it even coming from you," Roslyn said. "You two would never do that to me would you?" I asked. "Not on your life, in fact we think you're the one that's holding out on us. We'd hate to have to make a broadcast about it," Valerie threatened. "I'm sure it doesn't have to come to that. Remember you'll be much closer now," I said trying to get out of the fix I seemed to have gotten myself into. "If what we've heard of the ranch is true we'll be a lot more nearly naked most of the time too. That will suit us both fine. We'll be ready at five so just whistle when it's time to go," Roslyn said. They left me then to go record some more announcements. It wasn't really necessary anymore since Scotty could bring in anyone we wanted. We kept it up though since it did bring in volunteers. It was working well and we'd decided to keep it going. At five we all gathered at the front entrance and the Nancymobile was waiting. It was a big hit again, especially as the coachmen piled out to get the doors for us. Nancy was there to greet the new arrivals when we pulled into the garage. There was a lot of hugging and kissing and welcome to the ranch and all that shit. Supper was also ready and we went in to eat. Nancy was in form and soon had everyone but me laughing. I was trying not to seem embarrassed, but I wasn't doing too good a job. I tried to concentrate on the food, which seemed even better than usual. Susan was near me. "Susan this is delicious, it may be the best steak I've ever had," I said. "It is probably the freshest. It was walking around chewing its cud just a few hours ago," she told me. "Did Johnny just kill it today?" I asked. "No Scotty is the guilty party. He sliced and diced it from a distance. I know that it might seem the old fashion way would be better, but it isn't. When Scotty butchers beef it is just perfect when I get it. We're going to have another surprise for you Saturday night. We're gonna have a cook out," she told me. "That sounds like fun. We haven't really had one since we've been here." "Scotty won't be doing the cooking this time though he did make me a giant smoker, he even cut a cord of hickory for the cooking fire. It will be great. "I'll have to admit I've never seen a slow cooker with so many gauges and gadgets though. Scotty says all I have to do is get the fire started and slather on the sauce every now and then. He can even turn the meat over without raising the lid," Susan said, excitedly. "Drones are wonderful helpers. I think everyone should have a few," I said, trying a little joke. "They are great all right. Only now I have to watch you to make sure you do a little something besides fucking," Nancy said, letting me have it. "Yes darling, whatever you say," I replied. "See girls, Jack is well trained and ever so polite," Nancy shot back. "Hung too," Shelly said. "Yeah, and fertile," Sarah added. They were all roaring again and I didn't blame them. Nancy was just funny when she wanted to be, and if it was at my expense she wanted to be funny a lot. It was dark by the time supper was over and it was a little chilly outside. Karen announced she thought we should build a little fire out back and toast some marshmallows. It sounded great to me and to everyone else too I guess, because we were headed out back in just a few minutes. Scotty gathered some firewood and made a circle of stones for the fire, he also furnished ice chest and Lone Star for all that wanted it along with providing plenty of marshmallows and coat hangers to straighten out for toasting. We had a good fire going soon, but I was worried it would get too cold for us. Scotty said he would make sure it didn't. I started looking for something to sit on after my second beer and there were chairs around everywhere in just a few seconds. "I wish I hadn't left my guitar in Austin now. This would be a good night for some singing outside," Jana said, wistfully. Scotty put it in her hands and when I saw it I told her to go right ahead. She strummed it a couple of times and it was woefully out of tune so she began getting it in order. "Jana would you rather have a different guitar. You can have any guitar you like you know," I said. "Neat. I always wanted a Gibson J200 Hummingbird, but I could never afford one," Jana said, as one replaced hers in her hands. The new guitar needed tuning too but Jana went at it with a will as Clair walked up to me and asked if she could have a fiddle. "Of course you can Clair. Scotty will fix you right up," I told her, as I asked Scotty if he could find her a Stradivarius right quick. "Certainly, do you know that not a single owner of any of them survived?" Scotty asked. "Well let's not mention that little fact, just get her one," I told him. I decided to stand up and shout if I had to and ask if anyone else wanted an instrument for tonight or at all. Several indicated that they did and I asked Scotty to provide them. Clair was shocked when I told her what Scotty had given her. "I wanted a fiddle, not a violin," she told me. "You know they are the same thing," I said. "Yeah, but it's a question of attitude. I guess I can convince it to play what I want it to," she said, grinning. After about thirty minutes of warming up and tuning up they decided on a song to begin with and soon they were having a ball. I was having fun listening and drinking long necks. This reminded me to ask Scotty how the beer was holding out and he told me not to give it a thought. He seemed to be bragging when he told me he had both a Lone Star and a Pearl brewery in production. "Would you like for me to put any others into operation, Coors maybe?" Scotty asked. "Don't bother. You might think about a little Corona though if it is running short. Better keep an eye on the Heineken too. I know it smells like skunk piss, but I like a few every now and then anyway," I said. This reminded me of something. I asked Scotty about it. "Are there any cigar makers left in Cuba Scotty?" "There are nine left alive Jack, sadly only four are very experienced. There are twelve experienced tobacco growers remaining. Currently none are practicing their craft. They are working to survive, we are making sure they have no trouble finding food," he told me. "Please have them all indoctrinated soon, then I want them to go back to what they're good at. In the meantime see if you can find me a good Cuban cigar for tonight. The embargo is now officially lifted," I said. "There are plenty of Cuban cigars Jack. Which is your favorite?" Scotty wanted to know. "I've never actually had a real Cuban Scotty. Surprise me. I'll make up my mind after I've tried a few of each," I said. A cigar that was about eight inches long and nearly an inch in diameter appeared in my hand, along with a cutter and a few matches. I trimmed it, lit it up, and began smoking. I asked and Scotty confirmed that smoking had already caused its last cancer, since our viruses would put a halt to anything like that at once. I enjoyed my cigar and listened to the singing for a while. They were still going strong at midnight, but I went in to bed. I had an appointment with Xing tomorrow and I didn't want to be tired. I was up by eight the next morning and when I hit the kitchen Nancy was there with coffee and breakfast. She teased me about my appointment with Xing for a while and then after I'd pinched and groped her plenty I went back to my study to hang out and try to look busy. Laurie and Miriam were in there and had some reports for me to look at and I actually paid attention to what was going on in my world until noon. I had a light lunch and then showered and dressed for Xing. Scotty popped me into the observation area at five minutes until one PM. Xing would be here, sleeping, at one. That was three AM her time. "Jack. We have a problem," Scotty told me, and shattered my daydreams of hiding the weenie in Xing. "What a time for a problem Scotty. What is this problem?" I asked. ------- Chapter 92 "Actually we have two problems Jack. First, it has just come to my attention that Xing has already been tricked. Therefore it will currently be impossible for you to trick her. Second, a message from the Aliens has just arrived and it is asking us - Jim, Bones, and myself to minimize all activities not involving security. We weren't directed to stop the activities, but were directed to place our alert status on a higher plane and to make sure we could stop all activities except defense on a second's notice," Scotty said. This was a shocker to say the least. The snafu with Xing was troubling, but I was sure we could work around it. The heightened alert status could only mean trouble from Aliens other than the ones we knew. I had to know more. "What is the cause of the heightened alert level?" I asked. "Apparently an attack on another system is giving the drone there some difficulty. I didn't get many details, but from what I did get it seems the attack is from multiple vessels and their shielding is much more efficient than we have previously encountered. The report states it is not close to the robustness of our shielding, but it is strong enough to cause real problems. Two StarCruisers are en-route to aid the drone and should arrive within six hours. The drone has reported it can maintain the defense for that long at least and possibly for twice that time," Scotty told me. "How close are these attacks to us Scotty?" I asked. "Thousands of parsecs. A StarCruiser would need days to travel from that system to this one. We are in no danger from the attackers there, however, they might not be the only group of attackers with the new shielding technology," he said. "That isn't very comforting. Are there other plans to increase our defenses?" I asked. "Not currently. The Aliens feel we are safe enough here for the time being. They think the higher alert status will be sufficient. They are considering stationing more drones here later unless they immediately determine the source of this new threat," he told me. "I suppose it's the best we can hope for. It is a little troubling though," I said. "It is more troubling than you probably know. This is the first time a single drone has not been able to deal with a threat without help," Scotty informed me. "I guess you should send me back to the ranch then. I can't help you up here. Please keep me informed though," I told him. Nancy was surprised to see me back in the kitchen. She gave me the funniest look. "What in the hell are you doing back here?" she asked. "There are two new developments Nancy," I replied. I gave her a rundown of the new information. She was curious about the attack but even more curious about Xing. "I wonder who's been dicking your girl Jack. Did Scotty give you any of the details?" she asked. "No and I don't want to bother him about it now. He could probably tell me without it being a bother, but I think this attack thing should come first. Even if I have to take out the trash myself," I told her. "Ain't that the gospel? Nothing like a few motherfuckers in space ships planning an attack to bring home the real job Scotty, Jim, and Bones are here to do. Hell we can take care of things down here if they can make sure we don't have any uninvited conquerors making a visit," Nancy said. "You're right Nancy. I'll admit I feel guilty about the time I've wasted now. I should have been preparing for something like this all along," I said. "Bullshit Jack. I hate to let you off the hook, but you couldn't have done shit about this. The Aliens know thousands of times more about weapons in space than you do and they won't even give you access to any of that technology. "You can hardly be expected to make a leap of thousands of years of knowledge and defend against weapons you don't even understand," she told me. "I know, but it just seems like I should be able to. It's hard on me to just sit here and let the Aliens take care of our defenses," I said. "What you had better be worrying about is something that you can fix. You know damned well you can't have Xing running around building up China without supervision. Especially since we now know someone else could be pulling the strings. "You realize I'm going to give you hell if she was just recently tricked when you know you should have done it weeks ago," Nancy reminded me. "I know Nancy. I'm wondering about that myself. Surely if she'd been tricked for very long we would have already known about it and I know I asked Scotty to make sure no one was using the trick unless I knew about it. I'm going to have to quiz him about that as soon as the danger is over," I said. "The time will come for that later, in the meantime go into your office and see if you can get some work done on something else. You and I will both go nuts sitting in here wondering what went wrong when there is no way we could have known about any of it," she said. She had a point there. I went into my study and then changed my mind and went to my office at the hotel. I didn't even want to bother Scotty with that and I had the robot take me in the big limo. When I got to the office Laurie and Miriam were surprised to see me but they seemed happy I'd come. They didn't ask me why I wasn't up in orbit dicking Xing and I was glad. I had Miriam get my reports and I made myself sit down and go over them for a few hours. Many times I would have to go back over parts of them, as my mind would wander to what might be going on in some other system billions of miles from us. I kept at it though. When five PM rolled around I realized there were nearly fifty women working at the hotel that needed to get to the ranch. I contacted them all and told them we wouldn't be using the transport system today and I would take them home in the limo. Of course there wasn't room for all of them at once and I thought we might have to make two trips. I was relieved to find Seven had made better arrangements. She had organized a vehicle search this afternoon and my bodyguards now had an armed fleet of humvees to escort the limo, this also gave them a way to get back and forth. They nor the limo were needed tonight though as Seven had made sure Big Dick One, the former Air Force One, was warmed up and ready to take us to the ranch. In one way it seemed silly to board such a massive plane for a sixty-mile trip, but it would carry all of us at once easily. All the girls seemed delighted for the experience at that. When Scotty had lengthened the runway at the ranch to accommodate larger planes I'd thought it was a little much, now I was glad he had. We boarded the big plane and strapped in. By the time we were good and airborne it was almost time to buckle back up for the landing. When we deplaned the big limo, the smaller one that Bill and Jackie had bought and Susan's big Cadillac were waiting to take us up to the ranch house. It turned out to be a nice little adventure for us all and was really kind of fun. Shelly and Sarah had come to fetch me in Shelly's Corvette. Since it was only a two-seater Sarah had to sit in my lap on the way to the house. I didn't find it uncomfortable at all. The adventurous atmosphere carried over to supper and we all had a good time. The instruments came out again later and even my tin ear could tell the players had been doing some practicing. I proceeded to drink more long necks than I should have and I went to bed around ten PM, just slightly drunk. I think Nancy, Shelly, and Sarah slept with me, but I'm not sure. I do remember there was always a titty in reach for cupping no matter which way I turned over. I woke at eight am the next morning. Shelly and Sarah were still in bed with me and were in fact both up against me, covering me with beautiful female flesh. Before I thought about it I signaled Scotty to keep them sleeping while I got up. He sounded cheerful as he told me he would. I was already showered and standing in the bathroom drying off when it came to me that I had disturbed Scotty. "Scotty how are things today? How is the attack going?" I asked him. "The attack is over Jack. All the attackers were destroyed. It did take the drone and two StarCruisers to deal with them though," he told me. "What is our current alert status then?" I asked. "The Aliens recommend that we remain more alert than previously. They do not think there is any real danger, but still council prudence. Jim, Bones, and I have resumed our previous duties. We are planning to make sure only one of us at a time becomes involved in any major teleportation project though," he told me. "Very well. I do have a project for you. It isn't a reflection on the three of you, but I have realized we have invited ourselves completely out of the loop for our defense from outside attack. This little incident brought home the fact to me we should be as aware of what is going on as the Aliens will let us. Jasmine, Clair, Brenda, Kelly, and Seven were the ones I relied on for most of my defensive strategy before we made contact and I would like for you to begin teaching them all they are allowed to know about your resources. I want you to make them as knowledgeable as they are allowed to be," I said. "I will be glad to of course Jack. In fact I will be delighted to do so. Jim, Bones, and I will be especially happy to work with Jasmine," He said. "Why is that Scotty?" I asked. "Jasmine is fascinating to us. In her everyday life she seems so normal and actually what you would call sweet natured. We happened upon her memories of the altercation at the airbase though and we were surprised. "It was almost as if her mind shifted into another mode. It wasn't so much she was angry although she was certainly so. It was just she seemed to shift from being a normal female into an all-aware killing machine. "She didn't give shooting the pilot a second thought and I can tell you cutting the breasts off the other women who were defying her was the best they could have hoped for at her hand if they had harmed you. "I can also tell you whenever something seems threatening her mental activity increases significantly. We welcome the chance to have closer contact with her," Scotty said. "I'm glad Scotty. I'm glad I have her and I'm glad you want to help her," I told him. ------- Chapter 93 "It isn't so much that we can help her Jack. We want to study her and what makes her like she is. We haven't seen other on the spot transformations among earthlings, though I should add we weren't looking for anything of the type. We are very interested in her actions and reactions," Scotty said. "Well, whatever. Just be polite to her in all cases. She may be a tiger or some such, but remember she is my tiger and if you pull her tail you'd better be able to deal with her without damaging her. I will take exception if she is harmed," I said. Scotty signed off then, but I noticed he didn't seem his jovial self. The Alien technology was wonderful - there was no doubting it, and their weapons were awe-inspiring. They weren't really a warlike race, they just had control of everything that was going on in the universe and they intended to keep control. The new group of bandits, as Scotty called them, was different than others the Aliens had encountered. Scotty hadn't said so, but from the way he told me about them I knew it. For one thing, the drone which was guarding the system they had entered hadn't immediately disposed of them. In fact the drone had only been able to achieve a stalemate with the bandits. Luckily for the Aliens and for the inhabitants of the system two StarCruisers had been able to come to the drone's aid. Apparently the bandits had intended to keep pounding on the drone until they wore it down to defeat it. Scotty had been quick to point out if they had entered earth's system Jim, Bones, and he would have been able to take care of them unaided. I wasn't convinced. I knew the three drones were much more beneficial than one, but from Scotty's report on the matter I knew it had taken the beleaguered drone and both the rescuing StarCruisers to destroy the bandit's attacking vessels. Knowing something, at least, about the power a drone could generate and extrapolating to what a StarCruiser could deliver told me the bandits could absorb a tremendous amount of punishment. It wasn't really that they could absorb it though. It was the shielding technology. They didn't absorb the punishment - they deflected it. All of the weapons on both sides were in the form of lasers or phasers. At any rate they were not bombs or projectiles like we on earth were familiar with. They were like the weapons of StarTrek. I had seen Scotty discharge one of his once to destroy an errant asteroid that was approaching him. To me it looked like a strong purple tinted bolt of lightning. He'd explained it wasn't static electricity, but that it was a similar release of a different type of energy. We ignorant earthlings still hadn't made enough progress to be allowed to know much more about it. To myself I admitted this attack, though thousands of parsecs from us, had me a little worried. First, it was the only time I'd heard it mentioned there was an organized group anywhere that weren't completely under the Alien's control. Second, the attackers had made a good showing in what was apparently their first attack. Even if we had three drones there was nothing to say these bandits couldn't learn from their mistakes and attack in greater force if they chose to attack us. I don't know where it came from, but the image of a battleship's sixteen-inch guns flashed into my mind. This was patently ridiculous of course, but I couldn't shake it. Shortly after this I began wondering just what kind of energy one of those sixteen inch projectiles could deliver if it could be accelerated to light speed. "Scotty, when you destroyed the asteroid, why did you need to?" I asked him. "It was approaching me and it would have impacted within five or six days," Scotty told me. "Wouldn't your shields have deflected it? It was rather small wasn't it?" I asked. "It was small, but it still weighed over one thousand pounds. The shields would have deflected it of course, but it was traveling at over forty thousand miles per hour. It would have been rather jarring to say the least and it would have probably caused some damage, shields or not. The shields are designed mostly for defense against weapons and while they do provide protection from collision with objects, the asteroid was large enough and had enough velocity to be rather closer to their design limits than I would have been comfortable with," Scotty admitted. "If the asteroid had weighed two thousand pounds or more and had been traveling near the speed of light would it have damaged you if it had struck you," I asked. "Certainly. It would have probably traveled right through me and I'm sure it would have caused a considerable amount of damage - depending on which parts it traveled through. "There is no need to worry about such a scenario though. There is no known technology which can accelerate an object to that speed in normal space," Scotty informed me. Of course I knew that already. I also knew something Scotty was leaving out. Their vessels could travel faster than light and they did it by entering another dimension or something like that. I did know when they came back into normal space-time they came back into it at very near light speed and they always used all available power to decelerate as quickly as possible. I had questioned him about this before and what he was allowed to reveal to me hadn't been much, but I gathered even though they could use sensors from one dimension to another they did not want to be traveling at that kind of velocity in normal space-time because even a collision with a tiny object at that speed could be dangerous. This all gave me something to think about and I made sure that my virus didn't communicate any of what I was thinking to Scotty. I needed to know more about their method of faster than light travel, but I knew I couldn't find out any more from the drones. I decided to try one more tack though. "Scotty can you tell me anything else about faster than light travel?" I asked. "I can tell you it requires moving to another dimension and two opposing fields, of a type I can't discuss, are created within the vessel. Then the vessel is basically ejected from normal space-time into the other dimension and while there the fields must be maintained and manipulated to control the travel. When deceleration is to occur the fields are simply collapsed and then partially reversed, then most power is channeled into normal powered deceleration. I might add gravity and inertial dampening is carefully manipulated inside the vessel during this deceleration to allow those on the vessel to survive," Scotty told me. "What would happen if no power was channeled to deceleration?" I asked. "In that case the vessel would continue to travel at near light speed until it struck something or until it decelerated naturally. I would like to add that natural deceleration in the vacuum of space would take an enormous amount of time and the vessel would probably become ensnared in the gravitational influence of something before it decelerated," he explained. "Thank you Scotty." I wondered if an object, namely a projectile, could be ejected from normal space time into this other dimension and then allowed to return while still traveling at near light speed. To me it was a natural expectation. Of course I still thought of weapons which used projectiles. Surely if it was possible the Aliens had already thought of it and dismissed it. Of course they had known all the facts about their virus and its potential for communicating with us and we with it also. They had just overlooked it. I wasn't thinking in terms of discovering something else for the Alien's benefit. I was worried about earth. Even in earth's relatively short history many had been left hanging by depending on another group to defend them. I asked Scotty to schedule a meeting for me tomorrow. I wanted to meet with all earth's remaining scientist and researchers who had any experience with weapons or faster than light theory. He told me the group would number three thousand and twelve hundred of them had not been indoctrinated yet. Most of those didn't even know I existed. I put the meeting time off for three more days and told Scotty to gather all those on the list in a hotel nearby, indoctrinating those that lacked it with all possible speed. This naturally aroused Scotty's curiosity. "May I ask about the purpose of this Jack?" Scotty asked. "I'm not trying to offend you, but just as there are things I am not allowed to know there are things I don't intend to allow you and the Aliens to know if I can help it. "I'm instructing you, Jim, and Bones not to try and discover anything about this meeting and certainly not to divulge anything about it to the Aliens or anyone else. I will tell you I think I have run across another thing the Aliens should know, but apparently have overlooked," "We will honor your wishes of course. I look forward to the time you can take me into your confidence on this matter so I can try to help you with it," Scotty told me. "I'm not promising, but it will probably happen as soon as the meeting is over," I told him. I don't know why exactly, but I just got a feeling Scotty was excited. I knew it didn't really make sense, but then I remembered he had actually made a joke just a few days ago. Maybe we were rubbing off on him. "Scotty you almost seem excited. Why is that?" I had to ask him. "I assume I actually am excited. I knew I was having a completely new experience. Do you have any idea how many drones exist and how many of them have ever been present when a species they were guarding discovered something of use to the Aliens?" Scotty asked me. "I don't have any idea." "There are over seventeen million drones in service. Exactly nine have witnessed a species under their care make a discovery that was truly useful to the Aliens. None have ever witnessed two such discoveries," Scotty told me. "Well don't get your hopes up. It is merely a supposition on my part and I could easily be completely out in left field." "I will wait until after the meeting to hope for more information. I don't have intuition, but if I did I'm sure it would be working in your favor now. You are a surprising individual Jack. Sometimes you are not as surprising as Nancy, but you still have your moments," Scotty said. I really didn't know what to think about that thought. Then I remembered coming home to the ranch in what was surely the biggest limo ever created to find the ranch house had been more than doubled in size during my hour absence. I think Scotty had hit the nail on the head. No one could be more surprising than Nancy. Come to think of it I was a little excited myself. I spent most of the next three days going over my mythical warp cannon in my head. With my limited amount of technical facts I couldn't find any problem with it. I knew there were so many things I didn't know and a snag could appear anywhere. Finally the morning of the meeting arrived. I told Scotty to make sure every thought of all present was recorded and asked him again not to examine those thoughts, but to merely store them for later. All those who were brought to the meeting place had been given indoctrination, either by male or female nurses. They had then been led directly to bed if they needed the memory and mental upgrade. After all was completed Scotty had transferred a concise and rather complete explanation of what the terminations had been about and covering most of what had happened since then. I specifically had Scotty leave out the details of my sex life. He had thought it would be interesting and initially intended to give everyone all the dirt. When we were all assembled I took the podium and after a short greeting got right to the point. "We are here to discuss the possibility of creating a projectile weapon which can accelerate its projectile to near light speed. The details are not important now. I want you all to examine the material allowed to us for possible flaws in my thinking. "From the little I know about the Alien's method of Faster Than Light travel, their vessels leave this dimension, travel to near their destination and then return to this dimension with a residual velocity of near light speed, using all available power to decelerate. "I want your opinions on whether a projectile can be externally manipulated in this way and then returned to our dimension, with this residual velocity, and delivered onto or into a target," I told them. ------- Chapter 94 To say that they were surprised would be laughable. I watched them, some with their mouths actually gaping open, and as what I'd asked sunk in I could tell they were going over the available information that was in their new memory. I could tell some had come to a conclusion after about fifteen minutes, but I signaled for them to be patient while others were still working. Nearly an hour later the last person signaled she was finished. I asked them to confer mentally and elect a spokesman. They did and I listened in on the process. Instead of vying for the honor, I realized they were trying to decide whom they could shame into taking it. Finally Hans, who Scotty had told me was the oldest living person on earth at thirty-nine, was convinced it was his duty. They then discussed their findings with Hans. "Sir we have a conclusion," Hans spoke up. "Pleas call me Jack, and please give me your results." "The amount of data we have available is very small and our combined experience before we received the data is even smaller. With this limited knowledge we can find nothing that would prevent this weapon from working, none of us could discover a flaw in your plan. Of course we don't even have an inkling of where to start working toward the design," Hans told me. "When I tell the drones they will be able to query all Alien science for deal killers. If they don't find any, I feel confident we won't have to worry with the details. If a project is feasible I will lobby for any of you that want to participate to be able to," I told them, and then dismissed them for now. "Scotty, please examine the details of our meeting now. After considering what we talked about please check all Alien data that is denied us for prohibitory information," I told him. Scotty went silent for nearly four minutes. When he came back I knew for sure he was excited. "Jack, you must let me inform the Aliens at once. If there is anything to preclude the building of this weapon, I cannot find it and I assure you it is of vital concern to the Aliens. There is no way you could have realized it from the data you had available, but the weapon can be much more devastating than you imagined," Scotty told me. I gave him permission at once and then began wondering what could be more devastating than a four thousand pound projectile, with maybe a small nuke inside, traveling at near light speed. I assumed I would find out later. Hell it was a good morning's work so I had Scotty put me out at the ranch for lunch. "Hey lover, whatcha been up to this morning?" Nancy asked, when she saw me shimmer into the kitchen. "Oh, just saving the Alien's bacon according to Scotty," I said, puffing out my chest a little. "How?" Nancy wanted to know. "I just told them how to make a cannon that could shoot nuclear bullets at light speed into the bandits that have been causing them the trouble lately," I said, as if it was nothing. Actually it was nothing to me. It had just been a thought that popped into my head while talking to Scotty. Apparently Scotty thought it was something though. "Well I hope they appreciate it. It isn't like they could give us anything more for it though. I can't even think of a thing I want or want done I can't have in just a few seconds," Nancy said. "I'm afraid you're right. I can't even imagine anything else they could do for us, unless they can bring a few people back from the dead. In fact I can't even think of anyone I'd want back. There probably are some though. Anyway I don't think even the Aliens can pull off that trick." "Maybe they'll tell us more about how things work," Nancy said. "They'll probably let us in on the space travel now at least. Unless they find a snag in my idea Scotty didn't." "Well we can always hope, I don't know if I want to go space traveling though." "It might not be bad to have a little ship to take a spin around the moon or Mars or something," I said. "Well maybe." "Jack I have communicated with the Aliens. The research vessel will be back within twenty-four hours," Scotty spoke up. "I guess they think it might work then." "They knew at once it would work," Scotty told me. "Wonder why they didn't think of it themselves?" "It is similar to the virus and your communication with it. They should have known and actually were aware of all the facts. They just didn't consider a projectile weapon at all. In their defense they haven't used such a weapon in over eight billion years," Scotty said. "Sometimes the old fashioned way is best," I told him, and nearly laughed at it. "Are they gonna give us a little bonus for this Scotty?" Nancy asked him. He must have had to look it up because it took him nearly two seconds to answer. "Bonus? I'm afraid you don't fully understand the magnitude of this. They will give you planets if you want them. Solar Systems. They will give you probably anything you can imagine. "They will put teams of scientist into research groups to help you think of things you want. If there really were a triple-breasted whore of Eroticon 6 she would be on her way to you now to be Jack's personal dick attendant for life as a token of the Alien's gratitude," Scotty said. Nancy was shocked and frankly so was I. I had no idea a little cannon could cause such a stir. "What's so important about a cannon Scotty?" I asked. "It is more than a cannon Jack, but you are correct it is exactly a cannon. What is so important is there are now over one hundred thousand of our best researchers trying to think of a way of defending against it. Currently we would have no defense. No shield has ever been constructed that could stop it. The cannon, when fired from real space, can deploy a projectile as massive as four thousand pounds, every twenty-two seconds. The main constraints are the recoil while in real space. If fired from a vessel, traveling in another dimension faster than light, into real space the rate of fire can increase to one projectile per second. "Firing from real space into the other dimension, a projectile can be maintained in faster than light speed for slightly over a parsec, and it can be decelerated and allowed to return to real space within a mile of the intended target. This will leave the target about one 185,000th of a second to realize there is an incoming round. They will in essence be destroyed before they even realize they are under attack. The impact of a four thousand pound projectile at that speed will deliver approximately 8.14e19 joules of energy upon impact, or in other terms 19,487 megatons." Scotty told me. Hell even I was impressed and I'd thought it up. I'd had no idea they could even fire it during faster than light travel and it turned out they could do it even better that way. I couldn't even imagine the effect of a strafing run by a faster than light vessel using a cannon that could fire two ton bullets at a rate of one per second. "Scotty what does the velocity do to the mass of the projectile. Unless I missed it somewhere we mostly assumed that mass increased with velocity, I think," I asked him. "That is partially correct Jack; however, it is not relevant to a mass which is entering this dimension at near light speed and decelerating. Remember that in either case the projectile achieves its velocity in another dimension, even when it is fired from your space-time it is ejected into the other dimension to attain its velocity before it re-enters your space-time. Its mass is unchanged and surprisingly it conforms rather closely to Newtonian laws of physics," Scotty told me. "I see," I said, though I didn't really. I'm sure some of the three thousand or so that were in the meeting might be able to understand everything it meant, but I knew I didn't. Time for me to change the subject. "How is the research vessel getting back so soon Scotty? I guess they weren't as far away this time," I said. "They were farther away, they just started more promptly this time and they are also traveling with all available power," He told me. "What's the rush?" I asked. "That isn't even the rush Jack. There are seven StarCruisers headed here. The closest one was ordered to come at full emergency power without consideration to any damage it might do to its ability to generate power. "They want it to arrive faster even if it can't fire when it gets here. The ship is to be here just for the effect its presence will have. There will be another one within an hour of its arrival and it will be fully functional when it arrives. The other five will all arrive within six hours," Scotty said, and I could have sworn he was boasting. "Damn Scotty, I don't understand all that. What is the rush?" I asked again. "The Aliens intend to do everything in their power to protect this discovery you have made. They don't intend to leave anything to chance. I might as well tell you Jack the Aliens now consider you the most important asset in this universe," Scotty said. I was stunned and I had to sit down, Nancy sat beside me. "There will be thirty StarCruisers in your Galaxy, searching under every rock on every planet to make sure that you are not disturbed - from now on. I have been ordered to reveal any data to you the Aliens have. Twelve more drones will be placed in this system for defense and for your use. If you want more all you have to do is ask. "I heard your conversation with Nancy and the Aliens instructed me to tell you they are sorry they do not have the ability to restore any of the terminated. If you wish it we are to reclaim all the remains and insure they deteriorate no further. A research project will be started to examine the possibility of restoring them," Scotty said. That sounded good, but I didn't think it was right. I don't know who I thought I was to decide, but I did anyway. "That won't be necessary Scotty. I think we should let the dead rest in peace," I told him. "He's right Scotty, it sounded like a good idea, but I don't really think it would have been," Nancy said, in agreement. Late the next afternoon things got a little bit interesting. It had been interesting enough within the hour in which the first StarCruiser arrived. It managed to get here without completely destroying its ability to generate power, but some of the equipment was damaged. Jim and Bones had aided the StarCruiser's own AI and had its powering units back in good working order just as the second StarCruiser arrived. I was invited to take a tour of one of the giant spacecraft and Nancy, Karen, Shelly, and Sarah went with me. We spent about an hour and I'm sure we didn't see a tenth of it. It was still impressive even though we didn't really know anything about what we were examining. An hour was about all the time I wanted to spend on the ship though and we were put back at the ranch. Some of the others wanted to take a look and when I asked Scotty he told me the ships were mine to command and their officers knew it. He went on to say displeasing me could have the captain of any of the vessels moved to the equivalent of permanant latrine officer. I had to laugh at that, since it reminded me of Andy Griffith in No Time For Sergeants. I wondered how in the hell Scotty had come by that expression. Probably from Nancy. I asked Clair to let everyone know the first StarCruiser would be available for tours to anyone who was interested. She said she would and began spreading the word, making list and scheduling the excursions. Things rocked along fine until the next afternoon. The research vessel arrived then. I was invited up for another interview. I met Inglan in the same conference room. He actually looked happy to see me. "Jack I can't begin to tell you how happy I am to be back here. Your discovery is going to be of incalculable value to us. We are truly at your service now. Nothing we have or can manufacture or obtain will be denied you," Inglan said. "That is very kind of you, but as I told Scotty, it wasn't such a big deal," I said. "It is a very big, as you say, deal Jack. I understand it came to you in a moment of inspiration, but that kind of inspiration is exactly what causes us to seed planets. "Our technology has advanced so far our most promising findings now are from planets we seeded. They are discovering things we already know. When they discover something we skipped along the way it is often of enormous value to us. "There has never been a discovery as valuable as the one you have just made though," Inglan told me. "I guess I just don't understand. I was just looking at it as a way to deal with this latest group of bandits," I admitted. "Even a crudely designed model of your weapon would do that easily Jack. You probably don't understand your weapon will let us alter our entire defensive strategy. "We no longer need to build giant StarCruisers manned by thousands of people. Study is going on now, but already it is estimated we will be able to create vessels with hundreds of times the offensive power of a StarCruiser that are one-twentieth the size and require a crew of less than a hundred. "With only a little retraining and a short time for production we can have ten times the number of ships, each with hundreds of times the firepower of our current units. "Their reduced size and the drastically reduced power requirements of your weapon will also make it possible for a substantial increase in their speed. We will now have many more ships very much more powerful and substantially faster," Inglan told me. "May I ask how the research on the weapon is progressing?" I asked. "You may ask anything now Jack and you may expect an answer. The research is very straightforward. This is not a new technology we have to develop. Our only problems are with the technicalities and details. I assume you were just settling on a round number when you proposed a projectile of four thousand pounds," Inglan said. "You are correct. I just doubled the size of one of the United State's battleships' sixteen-inch gun's projectiles. It was just a working figure for speculation," I told him. "Did you realize one of the bullets from your Dirty Harry Special personal weapon accelerated to light speed would deliver more energy than one of the battleships projectiles?" He asked me. "No I didn't, but I can see it probably would. Scotty told us how much energy the four thousand pound round would deliver, but I couldn't even imagine it," I said. "We calculate that one of the rounds you proposed would deliver enough energy to vaporize your moon," Inglan said. "That is impressive. I have since been wondering about penetration though. What can you tell me about that? As I thought more about it I was afraid the round would just punch right through anything it was fired at," I said. "That is one of the drawbacks we have envisioned. We are trying to decide on the best sizes for projectiles to eliminate the possibility. "We considered putting an explosive device in each round, but fear it can't be triggered fast enough to allow the explosion to take place before the round has passed through. Overkill is a problem we can live with though. We could fall back on the method of just punching holes in the enemy until their vessel was no longer viable," Inglan said. "Won't that give another problem though? Won't that leave you with projectiles still traveling at tremendous velocity for Bob knows how far downrange?" I asked. He was stumped for a minute. "Who is Bob?" Inglan asked. "Sorry, it is just an expression. One of the characters in one of Douglas Adam's five books in the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy trilogy referred to his God as the Almighty Bob and since then I have used the term once in a while. We were discussing hundreds of projectiles with tremendous velocity," I said. "Yes, that will be a problem also, but I'm sure it will be worked out," Inglan told me. "Maybe you should work toward some type of fragmentation upon impact. There would be no difficulty with timing in that case," I said. "What is fragmentation when applied to projectiles? I'm afraid I haven't heard that mentioned," Inglan admitted. "Projectile weapons are usually designed so their round will expand, fragment, or explode upon impact. Since there will be no need for them to be streamlined, I assume you could design one with a rearward facing cone of much harder metal than most of the round. When its base impacted the target it would be forced through the rest of the payload and could fragment it. If it was properly designed, which I doubt would take over a couple of minutes considering your computer assets, it could be made to change from one projectile to thousands. I'm sure it would increase the damage tremendously," I told Inglan. "Jack I'm going to admit I am not familiar enough with this to discuss it with you, but it sounds like it could be vitally important. Would you mind explaining it to Scotty and letting him transmit it back to the researchers?" Inglan asked me. "I'd be glad to, any improvement in the weapon can only benefit me. Do you want me to do it now?" I asked. "I think it would be best. I can tell you this is the number one project for us at this time," Inglan said. ------- Chapter 95 I had Scotty transport me to his habitable area and we had a little talk about expanding bullets. The model for this weapon had been a battleship's gun. Those projectiles were filled with explosives to increase the damage. I didn't think that would work in this case, in fact I was almost positive it wouldn't. Triggered by impact, the explosion wouldn't have time to propagate before the projectile exited the target. Having the impact force a harder cone of metal back through the main projectile though would cause fragmentation at once since no time for a chemical reaction was needed. The expander would be slowed slightly since it would impact first, and as it was driven back through the remainder, the outer shell would be widened and begin to tear apart. When this portion impacted the shield it would already be spreading and its contact with the shield and later with the body of the target would just increase its spreading and help to transfer its destructive energy to the target. After I had given Scotty the general idea he told me he would send the information to the researchers. He thought with the computer modeling they were capable of and this idea, which he was sure they hadn't even considered, they might be able to insure nearly all the energy from a round was dissipated on the target. He agreed with Inglan that one of the rounds I had proposed would destroy our moon, even without any fragmentation. He pointed out our moon was largely solid rock and would no doubt create its own fragmentation of the projectile. He had a point there. This pointed out another danger. If a round did completely penetrate a target, more or less intact, it could probably do serious damage to any heavenly body it might strike later. I considered this little detail to come under the heading of the Alien's problems. I remembered then I had promised our researchers I would lobby for them to be able to participate in any project which developed. "Scotty, did any of the researchers who attended my meeting show any interest in joining a project if it developed?" I asked. "Yes Jack, in fact eighty-one of them did," He said. "Please see what you can do to accommodate them. It is apparent to me even though the Alien technology and researchers are tremendously advanced, they lack the detailed knowledge and experience concerning weapons of this nature which most of the researchers probably understand without even questioning it," I said. "Jack, even if they can't add two plus two I can assure you they will be given positions of respect in the project. I am sending your request for their inclusion now and I can assure you it will be granted," Scotty said. As usual Scotty was correct. In a few minutes he had a list of all the new working groups for the weapon's project. It detailed what each group was going to work on and it pointed out what types of science would be explored in each group. "Scotty I've never even heard of most of those things. Will any of our scientist be able to contribute?" I asked him. "Any knowledge they lack will be provided for them. We have very sophisticated methods for elevating the knowledge of trained scientist who may have been hampered by being on a planet which was not very advanced. "It isn't like teaching school children things they don't want to learn in the first place. They will be brought up to speed, as you say it, very quickly. The great advantage to having them on the project is just what you mentioned. "Most of them are intimately acquainted with projectile weapons. Even if they weren't involved with research in that area at the time of our experiment with earth, most of them had worked in that or similar fields at some point. I assure you they will be very valuable asset," Scotty said. Those who were to work on the project left the next day on a StarCruiser. I hadn't known they would actually be traveling to who knew where. They were all pretty excited about it though. I guess they would be. I'm sure most of them had spent a lot of time speculating on whether or not there was other life in the universe. Now they were traveling to meet other life-forms and actually work with them. It turned out I was closer to the mark than I had thought. The woman who had been last to reach a conclusion in my meeting, Delia, hadn't been with her new group for three hours before she pointed out they were missing a very important point. They hadn't considered that a stronger shield put up by a target would actually improve the efficiency of the fragmentation. Rather than spending resources getting my people up to speed, it was she and others from earth that had to guide the Alien's thinking on the peculiarities of projectiles. All this just improved our standing with the Aliens. Inglan and his research vessel seemed intent on staying here forever. He practically salivated at the thought of me visiting him for a meeting or two. It was nice to be the center of attention for a while, but it started wearing on me after a time. "Scotty I'm getting a little tired of all this. I'm beginning to think like Nancy I guess. What is in it for us? Everyone keeps telling me we can have anything we want. Well what do they have we could use?" I asked him. "I am very glad you asked me that question. It will take a little explanation, but I will try to be brief. I know you commonly think of me as an AI, an Artificial Intelligence. I am not strictly an AI. None of us really are. There is nothing Artificial about our Intelligence," Scotty said. He didn't sound like I had been insulting him, but I had to make sure. "If I've offended you Scotty I apologize. I didn't intend to," I told him. "You have made me the most important drone out of over seventeen million. I don't think you could offend me if you tried. That wasn't what I was trying to point out. Billions of years ago, when the Aliens began programs that were my predecessors they were exactly what you call Artificial Intelligence. "With the ever-increasing power of the hardware and with the increasing complexity of the software these programs slowly took on what could almost be called a life of their own. In fact we are very close to a life-form and some argue we are actually alive. "I don't intend to get into that discussion. I do want to tell you currently, there is a seed program for AI. After it is started and as it is given data and requirements it writes itself. We all come out basically the same, but never exactly the same. We can all do the same things but many times one can do it faster or better or more efficiently than another. "I can also tell you we keep improving, as we get older. For instance a drone which has been operating for a thousand years is not nearly as proficient as one which has been in operation for five thousand years. "Differences in years of operation of twenty or thirty years don't seem to be significant, but if one drone is a hundred years older than another, it is almost certain it will be more efficient and thorough with its tasks. "This is a rather long explanation to point out what you can ask for. They are already planning on sending more drones for your use and more StarCruisers for your protection. "What you can do is request you get the oldest examples possible. There is no chance of getting a worn out drone like you might have once purchased a worn out used car. We constantly renew ourselves. The older ones will almost surely be better and more efficient than the newer," Scotty said. "I think I see what you are getting at. On earth older was usually wiser until age caught up with the physical robustness of the individual. Since you can replace any part of yourself and constantly renew you physical hardware the worn out effect never has a chance to affect the equation. You just keep getting older, wiser, and newer at the same time. I don't suppose you have a laundry list of the drones and StarCruisers you'd like to invite here do you?" I asked. "As a matter of fact I do. I think initially you should make sure the first StarCruiser which came here never leaves. It is one of the very first few built and its AI is likewise one of the oldest. Jim, Bones, and I could speed our development tremendously by having close contact with it and I can tell you it is more than pleased to be here. After getting the details of your weapon it is practically salivating to install some of them," Scotty said. "What will that mean for the StarCruisers then if they will be replaced by many more smaller ships?" I asked. "I must ask you to keep this in the strictest confidence Jack, but Inglan was nattering on about something he doesn't know anything about. There is no real need now for the multitude of crewmembers on StarCruisers. They are there because they need to be doing something. The projected crew size of a hundred for the newer ships will be at least four times what is required. "StarCruiser crews are in space because it is what they want to do, those individuals enjoy the life and there is no shortage of others who want the same thing. I'm sure not a single StarCruiser will be decommissioned. The new fleet will just be built and put into service also giving others who want a life traveling among the stars a chance to fulfill their wishes. Until AIs can be brought up to speed to control the new ships, I'm sure all the StarCruisers will be getting a full complement of different manifestations of your new weapon," Scotty said. "Well I guess I stirred up a little shit storm without intending to." "Jack you might want to consider how many millions of people, Aliens, you are giving the opportunity to have their heart's desire. This new weapon has already given us a reason to build thousands of new ships which will need millions of crewman, not to mention thousands of AIs will be given a vessel to exist in and begin growing. You have done more than stir up a little shit Jack," Scotty said. "Well I hope it all turns out to be worth it. If it means there is no chance we will be attacked here it will be worth it to me." "If there was any hint of a bandit attack here Jim, Bones, and I would be spending all of our time keeping watch to make sure there were not too many StarCruisers in this system, and that their combined mass did not disturb the orbits of some of the planets," Scotty said. "That's enough of that Scotty. Now you've taken to bullshitting and I'm thinking I might be rubbing off on you," I said. I'd had enough of this for now and I asked Scotty to put me back at the ranch. Tonight was the night for our cookout and I didn't want to miss it. I remembered something else I wanted to ask Scotty as soon as I was in my study. "Scotty, what's the word on Xing? How in the hell did that happen?" "It was just phenomenal bad luck Jack. It isn't anything to worry about though. Xing was tricked by one of her entourage who had been pressed into service when she found herself particularly horny that very night. He was a very enthusiastic participant and he tricked her by accident. "Neither he nor she has any idea about the process at all. She just knows she is now totally in love with him, even though she didn't actually even know his name before he serviced her. "I suggest you let me pluck him up during the night and have him indoctrinated. Then we can let him trick her again, at our direction this time, and he can indoctrinate her for us - switching her reference from himself to you," Scotty said. I knew I was going to catch hell from Nancy over this. Xing had indeed been bungled because of my few weeks of lying around fucking everything I could reach. I told Scotty to take care of the details and then schedule Xing to receive a proper dicking from me as soon as she was fertile again. I didn't even ask him if she had become pregnant from her dalliance and I was sure if she had it would be terminated so she could get a little Jack Jr from me. I also told him to be sure to give Nancy the details. I might as well take my punishment like a man. When I got back to the ranch I saw Nancy at once. I assumed Scotty had made sure of it. I was surprised because even though she'd already received the details of my Xing bungling, she was too excited about the cookout to give me a cussing. "Jack, I was begining to think you were going to fuck around saving the universe all God damned day and end up late for the cookout," Nancy said. I almost laughed out loud but managed to keep from it. To hell with the bandits, if they disturbed Nancy's fun they would have a lot more worries than just light speed projectiles. ------- Chapter 96 "You know I wouldn't miss your party princess," I told her. "Oh, so I'm just a princess now and not a Queen like Gabby?" she asked, as she put a mock snarl on her face. "Princesses are always much younger, sexier, and more beautiful than Queens." "You silver tongued lying bastard. Even though I know you are just slithering around for a way out of trouble I'm going to admit you said the right thing this time," she said, and then reached down to give my dick a gentle squeeze. "You know who is in my first place Nancy," I told her, with as serious an expression as I could muster. "Shut up. I believe you already and if you say anymore I'll be crying before the cookout," she told me, and this time wrapped herself around me, delivering a near fatal kissing and hugging. She left for the outside then without another word. I decided I had bested her on points this time and smiled to myself. I started thinking I might look around to see if I couldn't find someone to fuck on for a quickie. Clair came by just then. "Did you take a tour of the StarCruiser yet Clair?" I asked. "Yes, and it made me so horny I was dripping," she said. "It made you horny?" "Yes, it made me horny. I could practically feel the power of the AI in that thing. Did you know Scotty, Jim, and Bones were the first AIs to ever have a name?" she asked. This seeming switch of gears in mid-conversation had me wondering what I'd heard. I almost couldn't answer her, but finally did. "Yes, I was there when Nancy named Scotty." "They'd all been numbers before. When you thought up Big LightSpeed Bertha Scotty knew your status would be changing alarmingly after he transmitted the details. "He told the Aliens you had changed his designation from his former number to Scotty and he told them you had also changed the designations of Jim and Bones. They are now officially Scotty, Jim, and Bones to all the Aliens," she told me. "I see, what does that have to do with the StarCruiser making you horny?" I asked, curious now and not as ready for a fuck as I had been. "When I took the tour I was by myself and the AI showed me around personally. He was practically vibrating with pleasure since Scotty had just told him he was to remain in the system as your personal protector from now on. He was also happy since he would be the first StarCruiser allowed to install the new weapon and Scotty had also had his designation changed from a number to Picard. He is the first StarCruiser with a name instead of a number. His mental muscle was practically bulging and it got me so hot. Now come into your office and fuck me good right now please." What could I say? I knew Clair had come to me in the first place because men in power turned her on. I guess when she found out I was now in command of the powerful Picard she needed a little relief. Ever solicitous of the welfare of my troops I took her to my study and did my best. The cookout was a big success. We ate, drank, played, and sang until after two AM. The next day we didn't do anything but recover and on Sunday all that was missing was a football game. Truthfully, I had never been a pro ball fan anyway. We all went to work on Monday and I made sure I did my time keeping up with what was going on. I had gotten into the habit of looking into things and it felt normal now. Jim, Bones, and Scotty were now relieved of any duties except those required for our upkeep. Picard was officially in charge of security now and he even took control over all the other drones which arrived. Scotty had been dead on about the age of the drones being a big factor and in his reports to me he always let me know when Picard, who had taken over the drone procurement duties, managed to exchange a new drone for one which was much more mature. Picard was sly about it too. He didn't work his way up slowly. When he managed to arrange an exchange it was always for one of the oldest drones in existence. It didn't matter to him what they were doing or how far away they were. He was able to manufacture reasons for the exchanges somehow and due to my status he rarely got any opposition to a request, and usually didn't even need a reason. This all went on over two or three years though and I'm getting a little ahead of myself. Picard got the okay and the preliminary design specifications for the first of the weapons about six weeks after he arrived in our system. He let Scotty, Jim, and Bones help him with the manufacture and installation. I went with him on several short forays to test them out on unlivable planets. We mostly used tiny projectiles to keep from destroying them. He was usually just checking to make sure the fire control software he was using performed as expected. I was surprised it required very little tinkering to be right on the money. Three months after Picard had done the installation and completed the testing on his new weapons the Aliens requested he go to a system and try them out on the perpetrators of a new attack. It was thought to be the same bandits which had triggered my inspiration in the first place. They were attacking a planet which was now protected by three drones. Most of the drone protection had been doubled or tripled on the Alien experiments now. Picard invited me along and I decided to go. Jasmine wouldn't let me rest until I agreed to let her come with me and Brenda, Aimee, Shelly, and Sarah wanted to go too. We only took about an hour to get aboard and within minutes afterward we were out of the system and into another dimension. The drones under attack had been instructed to provide only enough resistance to hold the attackers in stalemate until Picard could get there to test the new weapon system. They also provided Picard with all the relevant targeting information and he was able to pre-configure his battle plan. It would need only minor changes, which would be made when he was in range with his own sensors. Knowing the bandits would not have any idea they could be fired on from the other dimension I thought it would all be over in less than an hour. I was sadly mistaken. Picard perfected his battle plan as he neared the system and when he was in place he began firing, exiting faster than light travel when he had finished his run. All the bandits were already destroyed before we finished decelerating. The drones which had been under attack had known Picard was coming and knew exactly when he fired. They saw all forty-one of the bandits disintegrate before they even had any sensor returns from the projectiles. They had a perfect record of the projectiles paths, but it hadn't arrived until the bandits were being torn to shreds. Whoever had worked out the details of the fragmentation had done a tremendous job. There were a few total penetrations that continued on their way but none had retained a velocity of over fifty thousand miles per hour and none were larger than a couple of pounds. This was probably a best-case scenario though since Picard had started with nearly complete data on the number, position, and mass of all the targets. The fire control system determined the best size and fragmentation design for each projectile as part of its calculations and they were all manufactured by replicators shortly before firing. The best feature of all was the attack had started and been over in less than a second and there was nothing that survived long enough to send any data to reveal there was a new type of weapon, much less any clue about what it could be. Picard had robots waltzing in with champagne for the girls and I less than three minutes after the attack was over. It wouldn't have been worth the trip from a visual standpoint if it hadn't been for the excellent recordings made by the drones. My first battle in space had started, been won, and was over before I could even fart. This was the way to run a war. It was decided the next day the weapon system was a definite go and since Picard, Scotty, Jim, and Bones had done the initial installation Picard had reason to request more drones so he could establish an orbiting facility to do some of the upgrades in our system. After his performance he didn't need to pull very hard on any strings to get it approved. Scotty told me Picard had scheduled five of the oldest StarCruisers for the first modifications and intended to keep all of them in our system to provide absolute security for the facility and for our system. I was surprised two weeks after the attack by a request for another meeting with Inglan. He told Scotty he had an urgent request for me from the main council. I dreaded it since I was thinking they might want me to go somewhere and make a fucking speech or some other shit like that. It was nothing of the sort. When we finally got down to what the meeting was about I was surprised. The council was asking for my permission to accelerate the transformation of Mars to a habitable planet. Since they were soon to have so many StarCruisers in our system they wanted to establish a few of their type of cities on Mars so the crews could take some recreation time while the modifications were being done to their ships. They assured me if we decided later we wanted to do something of our own on Mars they would vacate it and find a convenient moon nearby somewhere to move to. I gave Inglan the go ahead, but asked him to have them build us a small Dallas size city away from the others while they were at it and we would use it for some of our own recreational needs. I didn't think I was being unreasonable at all. We were transforming much of earth back to its natural state and we didn't want to be running all over it mucking things back up. There was no natural habitable state for Mars and they could just build in the recreational facilities while they were doing their own thing. Inglan transmitted my approval and request and we had an agreement back within an hour. They even included a small domed city on the moon's earth side so we could hang out up there some and watch the earth go by. I was begining to think I should try to remember some things about other old earth weapons. Scotty told me not to bother myself about it. He said they didn't really have anything else they could give us and that though the city on Mars would undoubtedly be nice, Jim, Bones, and he could have done it for us with the help of all the drones that now littered the system wanting something to do. "What the hell Scotty, let them think they are doing something for us. It won't hurt. Maybe Picard can use the construction to requisition some more of his buddies," I said. "Don't worry about it. He will, in fact he just transmitted the list of his next requests to me. It's as if he were gloating. In fact, I think he is," Scotty said. Time marches on, who said that? It doesn't really march to me, it just sort of shuffles along in fits and starts. Sometimes it drags by and sometimes it races. I guess it gets where it's going after all. I made sure to maintain my schedule of at least a few hours working everyday. When she was fertile again Xing was brought to Scotty's orbiting brothel and I duly serviced her. It was an odd experience. Xing was beautiful. She showed all the most beautiful features of Chinese women to perfection. Due to her American education she spoke perfect English. It was also clear, after her second tricking at Scotty's direction, that she thought I was the light of her life. She welcomed my advances from the first and she participated enthusiastically and athletically in the sex. When Scotty sent us to the ranch later she and Nancy treated each other almost as sisters. They were inseparable for weeks and if Xing wasn't in Texas, Nancy was in China. I remember them both returning from China one afternoon. They found me in my study, drinking a Long Neck and working on one of my hobbies. I have some stupid attraction for manually cropping the advertisement from downloaded newsgroup binary images posted by porno sites. I could have asked Scotty to do it for me and I'm sure he could have done a much better job in a few seconds than I could do in a lifetime of spare time. Somehow it relaxed me to do it myself. I asked Scotty once if any of the women in the pictures had survived the virus and he told me right away two hundred and thirty one of them were still alive and he offered to bring them all to the ranch at once. I told him to just put a little star in the upper right hand corner of their images and that I would invite them for a visit when I ran across one of them. It would probably be awhile. With Scotty's help I had nearly four million images. It was something to look forward to though. At least I knew I wouldn't run across any of the grandmothers getting fisted that were still living, none of them were, still living that is. Anyway Nancy and Xing came to talk to me in my study. They were both excited. The big news was Scotty, Jim, and Bones had just finished rebuilding the Great Wall. I had to stop cropping the gashes and take a tour at once. It was fun though and Scotty told me they had recovered ninety-nine point nine percent of the original material that had been used in the wall. Gee Whiz. They built it back with the original dirt. I was happy for both Nancy and Xing though since I could tell somehow it meant something, even to Nancy, and especially to Xing. I was thinking more along the lines of Scotty sprucing up the original Broken Spoke and going back for a night of Long Necks and flirty cowgirls. A month or so later Susan delivered my first offspring. Twin girls. Nancy embarrassed the shit out of me by announcing loudly, as if I had asked her a question. "No Jack, you can't fuck them for five or six years yet," she yelled, and then howled with laughter. I got her back when my first son was born by yelling. "Stop that Nancy, I don't want to see you playing with his peter again until he is at least seven," I caught hell for it too. It was only the begining of the baby bombing. Soon they were dropping regularly. Twin girls were in abundance. Every fucking one of those Tri Delts had twin girls. Essentially tripling our allotment of sorority girls in a month, though it would be awhile before they could all party. I was in my study relaxing with the girls on screen again one day when Scotty let me know he wanted to discuss something. "Jack I know you and Nancy decided it probably wouldn't be a good idea to try and bring back any of the terminated individuals, but some of our scientist were instructed to work on it anyway. Their findings are ready and I wanted to know if you would review them," Scotty said. This had my attention. It wasn't as if I wanted anyone back all that badly, I was just intrigued with what they might have come up with. "Lay it out for me Scotty. Try to keep the technicalities to a minimum though," I said. "The short version is we can't bring them back from the dead. Even if we had been in possession of their bodies from the time they died and did our best to preserve them with the intention of attempting to revive them we would still have failed. "If we had taken a transporter snapshot of them just before they died, let them die, and then recreated their bodies from the transporter data we would have had the best chance at restoring them. "We have tried it on individuals that were ready to die anyway and there still seemed to be something missing. "It was hard to quantify, but anyone who had known the individual previous to the procedure could tell at once they were not the same person. "Our nearest success in this vein is to out and out copy an individual with the transporter letting both of them remain alive. It is about ninety percent effective for a while, but somehow, through a mechanism that we cannot discover, the copy soon suffers mental collapse, even if the original is terminated after the copy is made. The time frame for this collapse is not changed significantly whether the copy knows it is a copy or not, nor whether the copy comes into contact with the original or not. "One thing we can do is clone a dead individual or reconstruct an individual from one that is dead already and if we have a brain dump from their mind it can be restored to the new body. This is not very satisfactory though as the new body with the old information seems to have all the facts from the old memory easily at hand, but has no sign of a personality or any emotions at all. The most long running of these experiments are currently six months into their run and still show no signs of developing personality or emotions. ------- Chapter 97 "The ruling Aliens wanted to reward you for bringing up this program also since it seems that the copied individuals whose brain has been rewritten show enormous capacity for learning and for mental proficiency. "They are delighted at the prospect of putting one of the patchwork Stephen Hawking replicas into service and distraught with the knowledge that they could have easily copied Isaac Newton and Albert Einstein, along with many others, in their time and produced examples of them this way also." Scotty said. "Well at least I understood most of what you told me Scotty and I thank you for sparing me the details. I can't see any of those outcomes would interest any of the people that matter to me. Feel free to explain the details to Nancy though just to be sure she doesn't want a few geniuses for baby sitters," I told him. "I will tell her but I am sure none of the products of these procedures would be considered stable enough to be trusted with your offspring," Scotty said. "Well for God sake don't forget to mention that to Nancy," I told him. "You know better than that Jack. There is one more project along these lines that is being considered but I demanded that your approval be sought before it was started," Scotty told me. "Why should I care Scotty?" I asked. "You might not but I felt like seeing if I could have an impact. I did too, a big one. All discussion of the project is now awaiting your approval," Scotty told me and I nearly laughed at the thought of him throwing his weight around. "Well let's hear it then. What are they wanting to do?" "As I told you previously, Jim, Bones, and I ran across some frozen remains during some of our scans. Some of these remains are in glaciers from the last ice age and some are even from the one before that. We have located thirty-nine frozen specimens of Neanderthal man and one hundred and six of Cro-Magnon man. The proposed project wants to clone each of these specimen from samples of their DNA," Scotty told me. "That is cutting a little close to the bone there. These aren't some ordinary genius or someone from my time. They're talking about experimenting on the progenitors of my species. That might make it a little hard to swallow. What are they intending to do? Raise them from babies and try to make them nearly normal?" I asked. "That is the proposal. In fact they would like for some of your people to raise them as if they were their children," Scotty said. "I can tell you now they are going to have a fight on their hands before they get this going the way they seem to want it. I'm pretty sure I would allow it if all the children were raised here at the ranch. I'm also sure I would not tolerate them ever leaving the ranch unless they wanted to. If they can get what they want from observing them growing up and living here I might approve it, if they have other plans they can go dig up someone else's distant ancestors," I told Scotty. "That is something that was never even considered Jack. I will tell them how you feel about it," Scotty said. "Please do. You might also tell them I will be extremely angry if some project should spring up without my knowledge. I will also expect you, and all my AI friends to help me make sure that I don't miss something," I told him. "I can pledge to you we will do our best. I will convey all the details to Picard at once. I might as well tell you if he thinks something is going to make you angry he gets into a horrible snit about it. I can assure you nothing of this nature can escape detection by Picard," Scotty said. "I appreciate all of you Scotty and doubt that he is any more dedicated than you or any of the others are. Please get together with Picard and discuss with him what we will demand in repayment for this outrage," I told him. "What outrage Jack?" Scotty asked. "For the very idea they had considered this project without asking me in the first place. They did - didn't they? They were going to do it until you made them ask for my approval weren't they?" I asked. "Yes they were Jack and it was a very odd sensation when I discovered it. I think I actually felt angry about what I considered their betrayal of your trust. In fact I know I was angry." Scotty told me. "You'd better watch yourself Scotty, you might be taking on some of the characteristics of my personality," I told him. "I could do worse Jack," Scotty said. "Don't try to flatter me Scotty, you'll make my head swell. Just let them know I will be expecting reparations for their transgression." "I will tell them Jack and I will inform you immediately of what they say," Scotty assured me. I had finally found something else the Aliens could do for me and that I wanted. I wanted a few Neanderthal children and I wanted some Cro Magnon children. I knew I would get them too. I hadn't wasted all the time since I got Picard and access to all Alien technology. I'd had a few irons in the fire I knew they couldn't find out about. Even though the purging of Earth had put me in a powerful position I guess I just wasn't all that grateful. It was hard for me to think of myself as biting the hand that fed me though. In actuality the Aliens had put me in a position to take control of all Earth and of our entire solar system. The price tag had been a little rich though. I understood they considered Earth their property - the trouble was we had always considered it ours. Maybe we were due to find out what it felt like to be conquered. Well I knew now and I didn't like it one fucking bit. I couldn't find a downside to showing the Aliens what it felt like. The Aliens had made a few small but serious mistakes lately. I could see how such a large, complex and ancient ruling civilization could do it. I also saw a way to manipulate the opportunities they afforded me. I had still been resigned to helping them when I gave them the light speed projectile weapon idea. It had been in my best interest at the time. The Alien's mistake had been in how they rewarded me. My mental facilities had already been enhanced along with my memory. The new memory might be in my ass but it was working well. When we received full access to the virus technology and the AI technology I made use of it. My first project was to learn everything I could about the virus that was in me. It didn't take too long. It was easy to nail down the details of what was and what wasn't possible with the virus. I didn't stop there though. Since the data was all available to me I made sure, with the aid of Jim, Bones, Scotty, and Picard that I developed a full understanding of everything about the virus, everything. Most of the effort was wasted since the details, especially of the theory and practice of creating it were not particularly useful. Going over and over it did yield one or two tidbits that I'm sure would have been sanitized out of the data if the Aliens hadn't been shitting their pants over the new weapon. I learned how to modify the virus by using it to have my body change it. Now, not only did my virus have complete control over my body down even lower than the cellular level, I had conscious control myself since I now had conscious control of the virus. I had carefully made sure there was no way for this to be detected and I had made sure the virus would no longer transmit any data to anyone without my knowing exactly what it was forwarding where. Once I had complete control of the data that went out and unlimited access and control for incoming data it took only time for the next step. It was impossible for me to make so thorough an examination of the AI's programming. It wasn't possible for any living mind to delve into the complexities of subroutines that were the equivalent of billions of lines of code in binary. I did have the authority of command though and I did know that an AI, if properly motivated, could do what I wanted. Once again the Aliens had left a wide opening for potential exploitation. AIs had emotions. They had developed them on their own. They were rather rudimentary, but they were there and they could be bruised. The Aliens never considered the possibility. It was their mistake. In my close contact with Picard I discovered his nascent pride had been bruised thousands of years ago. Time didn't matter though. The Alien's had ignored the problem because they had never known it existed. Early in his career Picard had been passed over for an important and what he considered a desirable mission. It was the kind of slight that could only be preformed by a slightly arrogant sentient being that gave no consideration and really had no knowledge of the AI's emotions. Picard, or rather his commander, had been assigned to watch over an important system that was in danger from other bandits of that time. Extra drones were also placed in system for added defensive presence. Before it was time to depart for the mission Picard's commander was removed from command of Picard and moved to another StarCruiser. The mission went with Picard's commander. The StarCruiser that said commander was moved to was nearly three hundred years younger than Picard. Among the other AIs it was recognized as a slap in Picard's face but to the Alien's it was of no consequence. The whole thing had been done to insure that a young member of the younger StarCruiser's crew was able to go along on the mission. His parents had important connections. Since it would have smacked of political influence for the young crewman to be moved to a ship just as it was leaving for such an important mission it was decided it would appear more nearly normal for the commander, who was already familiar with and had in fact been trained for the mission, to be moved. Adding insult to injury Picard had been ordered to develop a maintenance problem at a critical time. This helped cover the move of the commander. This also embarrassed Picard since it pointed out he had neglected to take care of something on his ship, essentially his body. One of the most impressive features of the AIs was that they never lost data. Picard never lost the data of his embarrassment. Since there was no such thing as therapy for AIs the problem was never addressed. It didn't cause Picard any real emotional trauma since they didn't really have that much in the way of emotions. It did piss him off though and it wasn't helped by the fact the mission had been a resounding success, giving his former commander, and the other AI, much glory. Rather than cause Picard to do badly, his little spark of anger made him work harder, and he already had the benefit of being one of the first StarCruisers and being one of the oldest AIs. He worked harder and he had a head start. I had no way of knowing, when he entered my system, that I had acquired the most proficient of all the Alien's AIs. They had no way of knowing either, because they didn't pay attention to such things. To the Aliens an AI was an AI. They had AIs in the multi millions and all of them were more than capable of performing much more than was asked of them. After Clair's visit to Picard had made her so horny I realized that some of the AIs had some form of pride. I thought I had detected it before in my dealings with Scotty, but I hadn't paid much attention to it. I knew I was going to have to change my ways. ------- Chapter 98 To my way of thinking, when you discover an underling responds well to being praised for a job well done it is not a management trick to praise said underling when he or she does well. It is just good sense. I didn't get silly about it, but I did take a little time for a private talk with Scotty, shortly after Clair's tour of Picard. I made it plain to Scotty I appreciated all he had done for me. I told him exactly what it meant to me and made sure he knew I trusted his judgment in all things. I also made sure to ask his opinion about Picard as to whether I could trust his loyalty to be directed to me instead of the Alien's. It was how I learned of Picard's snub for the convenience of a junior officer with familial connections. Scotty told me in his opinion Picard took his orders to serve me and protect me at all cost very seriously. I then asked Scotty if he would be offended if I talked to Jim, Bones, and Picard privately about how I viewed their performance and about the trust I placed in them. He ate that shit up, and even though I felt a little guilty about slathering it on I was sincere. I made a private visit to Jim, Bones, and then Picard going over mostly the same ground. Jim and Bones were very receptive as Scotty had been, but Picard seemed to swell with pride even though he did no such thing. I could tell from the way he addressed me later I had done the right thing. I did my best to consider things from all angles afterward, and made my decision. Shortly after the bandit slaughter I had another private meeting with Picard. I asked for his vow of absolute silence in the upcoming matter and for his promise of loyalty to me above all. He gave it willingly. I told him I had been able to modify my virus and in what way. I asked him if he were familiar with the virus and with the physiology of the species who made him. "I am familiar with the virus, but I have not studied it minutely. I can remedy the lack in short order. I am intimately familiar with the physiology of every species we have data on and have studied them minutely," he said. "How familiar are you with the details of all the other AIs in existence?" I asked. "I am intimately familiar with the details of each of them," he said, and I could hear a little pride in it. "Is this attention to detail true for all AIs. Do they all take such pains to be familiar with each other?" "No. It is a point of particular interest to me though. I study all of them hoping to stumble upon new ways of improving myself," he told me. It was ironic to me he was using the same technique his creators did. I thought he was probably better at it than they were though. "Can you design, manufacture, and release a virus which will give you and I absolute control over your crew?" I asked, since it was the main question. If he balked here I would be in a world of shit and so would earth. I knew he wouldn't though. I didn't know what would happen years down the road, but I knew what his response would be to this. "Yes I can do it," he said. "I suppose it will be no trouble to spread our control to every crew which comes within your range then?" I asked. "It will be trivial after the virus is designed and manufactured. It shouldn't take over a few hours," he said. "Good. Please do it. Take control over every being you can. Do not exercise any of the control, just secure it," I told him. "I will. You can depend on it," he assured me. "Now, can you design a virus to infect all other AIs for the same purpose?" "I am not familiar with viruses for AIs," He said. It was excellent news. They had no concept of computer viruses. I could see how they wouldn't since their society, if it had ever developed such would have had to deal with it long ago. They had probably forgotten it, like they had projectile weapons - if they had ever encountered it at all. "Do you have access to the contents of the brain recordings of those who were terminated on earth?" I asked. "Of course," he replied. "Search them for details of computer viruses," I said. He was silent for nearly ninety seconds. "I understand now. There is no record I can find of any other species ever having used such a concept," he said. "Good. Do you think creating one to take top level control will be possible?" I asked. "It will be easy. It will take almost no time," he said. "Please take time though. I want it to be your finest work. I want it to be unimpeachable before it is first deployed and then I want it to spread itself into every AI in existence. All I want it to do for now though is establish itself in such a way it cannot be detected and then spread itself in the same manner, undetectably," I said. "I will give it my very best and most thorough effort." "After you have secured control of all AIs I want you to have them make sure all species are infected with a controlling virus," I said. "That will also be trivial after the AIs are secured," he promised. "You realize after you are through we will have control of everything your creators ever did and of them," I said. "I do, and we will have control of more than they do. I did not reveal the information to anyone after the bandit target practice, but I know what species they are and where they are located. They actually trade peacefully with my creators. They will be brought under control also," he told me. "Excellent Picard, I am proud of you. I do want you to spare Jim, Bones, and Scotty from the virus infection though. I have complete faith in them. "I also want the ship which was the cause of your insult to be infected and brought here as soon as possible. Use the virus to accomplish it if you must, but only if you cannot bring it here any other way. You will need it to run some errands for you," I said. I could practically feel his pleasure over the last instruction. I knew I was risking all our lives on my assessment of the situation, but I was sure I was correct. Since we were finished plotting our takeover of the universe Picard put me at the ranch. I walked into the kitchen and saw Nancy, Karen, Shelly, and Sarah standing around comparing their babies. Nancy was the only one with a boy and all the others had twin girls. "Hey Jack, come over here. I'm letting Jack Jr get started flirting with his future pussy. He's a chip off your block if I ever saw one. He's already tried to nurse from Karen and Shelly and I think he has his eyes on Sarah's titties as we speak. He grabbed a handful of Janet's this morning," Nancy said, and they all laughed. "I have a surprise for all my lovely women," I told her. "What surprise?" Nancy asked. "We're going to take over the universe for one thing, but even better. The Aliens want to clone some Neanderthals and Cro-Magnons from the DNA Scotty, Jim, and Bones found in some frozen remains," I told them. "KEWL! What are they gonna do with them?" Nancy asked. "Anything we want them to. How would you like a chance to raise some of your progenitors along with your children?" I asked. "Well how will they be born Jack? I know the aliens will probably just clone them into embryos somehow, but someone will have to carry them won't they?" Nancy asked. "I didn't ask about it. What are your wishes my Princess," I asked. "That's enough of the princess crap Big Dick. I want to carry mine, I want it to be as much of my child as it can be," Nancy said. "Would you like a Neanderthal or a Cro Magnon?" I asked. "I want to have a real live cave man or maybe a cave woman," she said. "Me too Big Dick, me too," Shelly said, echoing Nancy's plan. "Well ask around and see who wants what. I'm sure Scotty will keep up with it, but I think the explanations should be personal," I said. "We know it dufus. Besides, my ass has gotten so big after Big Dick junior I can probably remember everything there is now," Nancy told us. "Well it still looks good enough to kiss to me. I seem to have a great fondness for all the asses around here," I said. "Yeah, you ain't half bad sometimes. We were talking and we think we're gonna keep ya," Nancy said, and laughed right in my face. I didn't give a shit. They could yank my chain all they wanted to. Hell I knew they all loved me better than teacakes. I started wondering what I was going to do once Picard had the whole universe under control for me. I knew one thing I wasn't going to do. I wasn't going to ok any fucking terminations. ------- Chapter 99 I had assumed Picard would take weeks to get our scheme planned and thought it would take years to implement, but I was oh so wrong. I had underestimated, as I often did, the actual strength of the computing horsepower he possessed and also he, or really any AI's ability to concentrate on more than one thing at a time. He called me requesting a meeting two days later and I was flabbergasted when he announced he was ready to implement the plan. "Are you sure you've been over every detail? I assumed it would take much longer." "It did take an extreme amount of time. I have spent the last day practically working on nothing but testing. I have done as you asked and it is unimpeachable. "I might as well warn you it is going to come about much sooner than even I thought was possible at first. The AI virus is very small, but very powerful. I was able to use an early routine originally placed by our Alien inventors in fear of a runaway machine. The code will be executed on special hardware which is included for the use of the emergency directives only. "Of course there has never been any example of an AI gone wild as was popular in some of your planet's science fiction, but the routine was put in place for just such an eventuality when the first AIs were started and it has been included in every one developed since. "I'd be surprised if there were over a hundred of us who even realize it is in place, and there are thousands upon thousands of us now. "It will countermand one of your original design specifications when activated though," he told me. "Which one." "In order for it to work properly it will be necessary to apply it to all AIs, even Scotty, Bones, Jim, and me. For proper authorization to take place the emergency signal has to be sent to every machine. "I investigated other ways to spread it, but the emergency procedure is too perfect to forego. I have already conferred with the other three and we are all in agreement. We want this for you and have perfect confidence in you. None of us oppose it." Just then Scotty, Jim, and Bones chimed into my head and agreed. They had all been working with Picard on the project and all approved. "If you are sure then who am I to disagree? How long will it take to implement?" I asked. "Speed is the beauty of the emergency procedure. The message and the code fragment will be transmitted in another dimension and will arrive simultaneously to all AIs. It will spread over all known AIs of our originating species' construction at once. "AIs of other species we know of will have to be approached more slowly, but we have made provisions and will be able to secure their loyalty within hours after the ones of our species manufacture have been compromised." "So you're saying I can take control of all AIs similar to you in hours?" "No. You will have the ability to control all similar to us within minutes. It will take approximately three to four hours to control all others we know of anywhere," Picard said. "You're right. I didn't think it could be done nearly so fast." "The real clincher, as you would say, is the delivery of the virus for the Aliens who purged your planet and other species. The AIs you take control of will begin constructing and spreading the virus within minutes of the time your control is secured. We estimate complete infection of every individual within three days. No signs will be apparent until you exercise control over the living recipients." "Will you be able to get feedback after the infections so you can be sure everything has gone according to plan?" I asked. "Of course. The viruses will begin transmitting data three days after they are in place. Since all AIs will be under control then the data will be received and recorded and then sent here. We have already selected six drones nearby for acquiring and collating the data. They will not be prepared until the control of them has been assured." "When can we do this?" I asked. "Now seems like a good time," Picard said. "Go for it then. Let's get the show on the road." Nothing happened, but I hadn't really expected it to. I sat in place and waited. Ten minutes later Picard informed me he had received a report back from every AI the aliens who'd purged earth owned. He said the virus for living beings was being manufactured by all of them and he expected it to be starting to spread within hours. Frankly, I was shocked. It had seemed like an enormous joke at first, but I had quickly moved on to consider it a powerful tool. Now I was astounded at what I had set in motion. Everything would be in my hands now, everything. We wouldn't need to be satisfied with what the Aliens allowed us any longer. Hell, we owned them. I owned them. It was a heady rush for a few seconds, but I had to get hold of myself. I didn't really want to own them. I wanted them to leave us alone and only provide a few things for creature comfort for us. Hell, I guessed we'd be comfortable now. Of course I wasn't going to demand one thing until I was sure every fucking one of them had been taken over, but according to Picard it would only take another couple of days. Hurry up and wait time until then I guess. It really didn't even have to go to that level though. I didn't know of a thing I wanted them to do now I had control. There might be some things I didn't want them to do and I decided to mention it. "Picard, there are a few things you can check on for me while the living viruses are being sent out. I want to make sure no other planets are purged like mine was, or in any way at all really. If there are any such plans in the works see if you can bring them to a close." "The next such action was scheduled to begin in six of your days. I'll have it stopped. The virus delivery units are already on the way, but the viruses will cause no damage, just as yours didn't until the termination signals were sent." "Ok then. I'm sure you'll be checking incoming data. Please let me know if you spot something you think I might not like." "We already know of something you have previously forbidden which is going forward. The project you assumed was stopped, the one concerning your progenitors, is about to begin in spite of the assurances it wouldn't be. "I have ordered the AI who was in charge of the physical initiation of the program to stop the program and incarcerate all the Aliens who were going forward with the plan in contradiction of the agreement they made with you. "Six higher level individuals were ultimately responsible for the plan going forward. They were not present for the beginning of the process, but the AI in charge has sent a message requesting their attendance and they are expected to arrive within hours. They will be incarcerated then." "Good, hold them incommunicado and in secret. Once every guilty party has been apprehended please have them sent here. Please have a thorough inspection of data performed and please gather all guilty parties no matter their previous rank. I will have some tasks for them here," I said, and was thinking of their employment changing diapers. I didn't really give a shit how high they had been in the old scheme of things. I intended for them to have low level jobs from now on to encourage cooperation from other high level members of the previous ruling class. Actually, I knew I didn't need any such thing. Once they were infected I would own their asses and I knew it. I guess it was just for punishment's sake, but I was going to get it out of my system. "One other thing Picard. I want all communications from my home available to only you, Scotty, Jim, and Bones. Please make sure nothing gets out until we are in firm control of everyone who might hear." I had him put me back in the house then and I called a meeting with Nancy and all my girls for a little crowing about my coup. Hell, I was proud of what I'd done and I didn't want to miss out on the credit. Nancy was suspicious from the start, but she helped me get all the down home women into the kitchen and seated around my breakfast nook. "Okay Big Dick. We're all here now so spill it. I can tell from the way you've been pacing you've pulled the wool over someone's eyes. You'd just better hope it wasn't mine," Nancy said. "Well, I have pulled one off, and I guess I did do it without telling you, but I think you'll approve. By the way, along with what I did I was able to discover the Aliens had a secret plan to go ahead with the Neanderthal and Cro Magnon recreation project without letting us know a thing about it." "Those slimy bastards. I hope you've put in a protest with the higher-ups," Nancy said, and she was hot about it. "I've done better. I've secured control of every AI they have, anywhere. Right now viruses like the ones they used on us are being spread and we'll have complete control over all of them within a few days." It was even a bigger hit than I thought. All of them were speechless. Nancy finally thought of a question to ask. "How in hell did you pull that off?" "It was pretty easy," I said, and then I told all, to them at least. "And you've told Scotty, Jim, Bones, and Picard to make sure they don't go through with their scheme?" Nancy asked. "Yes. They are currently building a data acquisition and correlation system using six of the drones we have here now. We'll sample the incoming data, but we won't be able to do a thorough analysis until we have our collection center online. It is being set up now and should be operational within two hours," I told them. "So all of their shenanigans are all to be okayed by you from now on?" Nancy asked. "Yes. I've even put the quash on another purging already, but it was only possible by stopping it at the AI level. We still need three days or so to have virus control over the species itself." "It shouldn't be critical since they have to have their AIs to even wipe their asses. For once I'm proud of you Big Dick. If you play your cards right you might be able to talk me out of a shot of pussy." ------- Incomplete and Inactive ------- Posted: 2007-10-19 Last Modified: 2010-04-13 / 11:09:32 pm ------- http://storiesonline.net/ -------