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   Sunday, 30 August 2015 08:10

   "Wake up, sleepyhead."

   "Me a sleepyhead?  I think not, Molly.  The kitchen was ready for you
girls an hour ago.  I came back to bed to wait for you."

   "He's right, Molly.  Everything is out but the milk."

   "Then let's go make breakfast, Daddy."

   "After we eat, do you girls want to help me set up your classroom? 
There are a lot of little things to be done and one big thing."

   "The big thing is the hydroponics, isn't it?"

   "Yes, Sarah.  Melody Williams had several years of experience managing
the hydroponic labs at Duke and she'll be there to help with the set up. 
You'll also get to meet her daughter, Linda, who's seven and will be in the
class."

   "Is Linda's daddy here?"

   "No, Rose.  He was in California when the earthquakes started and we've
not been able to locate him."

   "Will you be her new 'daddy'?"

   "I don't know, Rose.  She hasn't met me yet, so she doesn't know me -
she isn't likely to ask someone she doesn't know."

   "I think she will.  You make kids feel safe when they're around you."

   "What is it that I say or do that makes them feel safe?"

   "You don't have to say or do anything.  We can 'feel' that we're safe
when we're with you."

   "I want each of you to think about what Rose said and tell me what it is
that 'feels' safe.  Don't answer now; wait until we get back from setting
up the classroom."

   "Can we eat lunch in the cafeteria, Daddy?  The bulletin board says it's
tex-mex day."

   "Only if there are enough other things to go with the enchiladas you
want."

   "Aunt Sue said she would put things on the menu that we could have. 
Look at the list."

   "Aunt Sue did what she said she would do.  The pregnant girls can have
their enchilada and add to it to make a balanced meal."

   ""Just one?""

   "Just one enchilada to start.  If you finish the veggies and fruit, you
may have another enchilada."

   ""OK.""

   "Everyone finished?  Clear the table, brush your teeth, and get dressed.
There's work to be done before lunch."





   "Can I put a 'Welcome' message and picture on the board, Daddy?"

   "Yes, Honey.  Sarah and Rose can help you or they can help with putting
out books."

   "Books?  I thought we would use computers."

   "We're preparing for a future that might not have computers, Sarah.  We
don't have enough trained people to run the factories that make computer
chips or those that assemble the circuit boards or those that make the
cases.  When the computers we have eventually fail, everyone will need a
way to communicate.  That's why you'll be reading books and writing your
assignments - either on dry erase boards or on paper."

   "You did the long explanation again, Poppy!  School is gonna be fun!"

   "School will be fun?  That's not gonna happen."

   "Linda, mind your manners."

   "You must be Melody Williams.  I'm Colonel Wilson.  Welcome to the
grades 1 through 3 classroom."

   "You're the teacher?"

   "Yes, Linda."

   "Are you the one that blew up the semis and rescued hostages and started
the Ninja Mind Warriors?"

   "Yes to all your questions.  These are my daughters: Molly, Sarah, Rose.
Molly and Sarah are Ninja Mind Warriors."

   "Triplets?"

   "No, just distant cousins.  Because they have no other family, I adopted
them."

   "But Ninja Mind Warriors are big and strong and ..."

   "No, they're all girls ages 6 to 9."

   "But..  but..  but.."

   "Why don't you eat lunch with us today and the girls can explain
everything?"

   "OK.  I like you, Mr.  Wilson.  You treat kids like they were real
people."

   "You look real to me."

   "You're silly!"

   "That's what my girls tell me."

   "Can you be my new daddy?"

   "Your mother has to answer that, Linda."

   "As Linda hasn't said two words to any man since we lost touch with her
father, I can readily agree to that.  I don't know how you do it, Colonel,
but you certainly have worked some kind of magic with my daughter.  She's
actually smiling for the first time in weeks."

   +.Told you she would ask.

   +Yes, you did.

   +[Ask what?

   +For me to be your new 'daddy'.

   +[You can do this too?

   +And lots of other things.  Back to words.

   "Linda, was your maiden name Wilson?"

   "No, but my husband was Harold Wilson.  How did you know?"

   "Something I picked up from Linda.  Do you know your family tree?"

   "There's a framed tree graphic with six generations in our quarters.  I
kept my maiden name because I was known as Melody Williams in scientific
circles.  When I thought Harold might be dead, it seemed simpler to use
Williams for Linda's last name than to make the long explanation.  Do you
think we're related?"

   "I'm almost certain of it.  We can discuss this more at lunch.  My girls
want to start growing things.  Sarah helped her father with his
hydroponically grown orchids, so we already have one person at least
partially trained."

   "What did you do with your dad, Sarah?"

   "I checked the temperature in the tanks and we had paper strips that
changed color for testing the balance of the chemicals in the tanks."

   "That's excellent experience.  I'll show all of you what needs to be
done and you can help teach the other kids.  The tanks need to be filled
with water and brought to the proper temperature - it's too cold for
anything to grow in here."

   "The rooms are only heated and lit when they are occupied, but the
heaters and grow lights for the tanks have a separate control panel over
here."

   "This setup is very good.  If we start the fill process and set the
heaters to come on when the tanks are filled, the tanks will be ready for
use tomorrow."

   "Will you be able to give the class a lesson on hydroponics tomorrow?"

   "Yes.  I can come about 11AM."

   "Molly, Rose.  Watch and remember.  You'll be Sarah's backup for doing
these things the first week.  When I know which kids are most responsible,
I'll add others to the 'growing' team."

   "Boo on your joke, Poppy."

   "I liked it, Mr.  Wilson.  I think Sarah is right.  School will be fun
with you as our teacher!"

   "Colonel, you do have some kind of magic.  Linda hated school last year
but now she thinks it will be 'fun'.  I'm amazed and very pleased."

   "I plan to use other people as needed - you're the official hydroponics
resource.  Expect more questions than you can imagine.  Sorry, I think that
may have been an oxymoron.  I plan to assign many research tasks to the
kids - all doable, but none of them easy."

   "We really get to do stuff besides add 2+2 and read 'See Jane run'?"

   "Yes.  Lots of 'stuff'."

   +[Any of the stuff I did with my Daddy?

   +Maybe, but be aware that people in the Wilson family can hear you even
when you aren't "talking" directly to them.

   +[They heard me?

   +And me.  They knew what you would be asking me to do.

   +[Even make a baby in me?

   +Look closely at Molly.

   +[She's pregnant!

   +Yes and don't "yell".  Everyone in the building may hear you.

   +[Other people can do this?

   +Almost all of the girls here and many of the men.

   "Colonel, are you and Linda having what my father-in-law called 'a
meeting of the minds'?  They apparently could converse without words when
they were close enough."

   "Yes, we are.  You'll find that almost all the girls and many of the men
here can converse without words.  They also have other mental abilities. 
Did you see the 'Origins' presentation?"

   "I didn't watch it.  I've read Bradbury, Heinlein, and Clarke, among
others - 'Origins' sounded like cheap science fiction and some special
effects."

   "Girls.  Levitation, but just off the floor - there are no mats in
here."

   """OK."""

   "They can do it!  How do they talk in sync?"

   "Down gently, girls.  Now work together and lift this end of the first
hydroponic tank."

   "They can do that too!"

   "Down gently, girls."

   "But how?"

   "We can discuss this over lunch.  I think you should be sitting down
before you learn more."



   "Are you sure about only one enchilada, Daddy?"

   "Yes, Molly.  You too, Sarah.  Finish your veggies and fruit before you
go back for another enchilada."

   "Colonel, do you believe the nonsense about us being descended from
aliens?"

   "Ms.  Williams, I proposed that idea after a lot of research wouldn't
allow any other conclusion.  I have some questions for you.  First, how
common are blue eyes in the western world?"

   "They're a definite minority."

   "How common are they in Africa, China, or Thailand?"

   "Very rare."

   "What color eyes do the people here have?"

   "They're all some shade of blue, even the Asians I've seen."

   "Are there any unique names in your family tree?"

   "There's 'starman' who appeared around 1710."

   "There is a 'starman' who appeared around 1710 in almost every family
here.  Does that sound like cheap science fiction?"

   "Actually, it does."

   "I won't argue that point, but this is all based on research.  We've
done family trees on every family we could trace in all the Survival
Buildings.  There are a number of facilities like this one; four in the US,
one each in England, France, Germany, Denmark, and Switzerland.  We're not
sure of the exact numbers but at least 5 in the former USSR and at least 5
in China.  Every traceable family has a 'starman' who appeared in 1710 and
every story is the same, except for location and the name of his wife - and
her name has been passed down as the name of the first girl in each family
ever since.  Molly, can you tell the story?"

   "In the year 1710, some people saw a star fall and then there was a
fire. A man with bad burns came from the area of the fire.  The people had
a hard time understanding him but slowly understood what he needed and were
able to make some burn medication that they had not seen before and it
worked very well.  He had blue eyes - and none of the other people did.  He
married someone's daughter and they a bunch of children, all with blue
eyes. All his grandchildren had blue eyes."

   "But blue eyes rarely override other colors.  How is this possible?  How
is it possible that this happened all over the world in the same year?"

   "You're beginning to see some of the things I saw.  Add to that the
'meeting of the minds' as your father-in-law described."

   "Alien genes that are compatible with humans but are stronger and
therefore dominant?"

   "That hypothesis fits the evidence."

   "You're right.  If I accept that, how much more is there?"

   "The alien ships were mind-powered.  My girls appear to be officer or
management class with communications abilities that amaze me.  There is a
'flyer' class - those with incredible telekinesis.  There's a
pilot/navigator class who can find their way back from anywhere with no
maps or charts and apparently can control any type of craft.  There's a
medical class with incredible healing powers...

   "You're telling me these things have been inherited for 300 years?"

   "Did you get a demonstration in the classroom?"

   "I guess I did.  I should watch the presentation, shouldn't I?"

   "Yes.  Linda also."

   "Leave me alone!"

   "You're coming with me little missy!"

   "He has Linda!"

   "Same soldier as before, Molly?"

   "Yes, Daddy."

   "Sarah, are you up to another hard task?"

   "Do I have to kill him?"

   "No, but some short-term damage would be good - maybe a leg that doesn't
work very well."

   "Let her go!"

   "Another little missy?  I'll take you too, blondie.  What's happening?
My head hurts!  Make it stop!  My left leg is numb!  MAKE IT STOP!"

   "Hold it there, Sweetie."

   "Yes, Poppy."

   "Soldier, on your feet!"

   "I can't, sir.  I can't move my leg!"

   "Were you warned once about the girls here?"

   "Yeah, but these don't have the funny uniforms."

   "They don't need uniforms.  They're always fully armed.  You're joining
the other trash at the National Guard Armory.  Girls, can you move him
there or do you need help?"

   "I think we can do it if Sheila is here to steer us, Papa."

   "Hi, Uncle George.  I thought y'all were doing something interesting."

   "Sheila, do you know where the National Guard Armory is?"

   "Yes.  If Molly and Sarah can pick him up, I'll open the doors and show
them where to take him."

   "Colonel, that man is moving through the air!  How?"

   "What do the hydroponic tanks in the classroom weigh?"

   "About 1200 pounds - that means they're lifting much less than in the
classroom.  They're not going with him.  How will they know when to turn?
Oh, the other girl said she would steer them - but she's still sitting
here! They can see like that?  OK.  I believe.  At least some of the people
here must be descended from aliens.  Any idea where we're from?"

   "Sheila can show you on the map of the galaxy in the classroom.  I won't
interrupt them while they're this busy."

   "Mommy, how did they do that?"

   "Ask Colonel Wilson.  I'm not sure I believe what I saw."

   "Mr.  Wilson?"

   "Molly and Sarah are Ninja Mind Warriors, Linda.  They can control other
people with their minds - even kill someone if necessary.  Sarah just
stopped someone who was trying to hurt family.  You may be able to learn to
do those things."

   "Why wasn't I scared and screaming?  I felt like I was being hugged and
I knew I would be OK."

   "I gave you a mind hug so you would feel safe."

   "A mind hug?  How?"

   "That's something else you can learn to do."

   "Mommy, pinch me.  I must be dreaming.  Ouch!  Not that hard!  I guess
it's real."

   "Uncle George, he's there."

   "The men there saw the uniform and attacked him, Poppy.  He didn't
belong here, did he?"

   "No.  Sarah.  Only those who are ready to spend perhaps 20 years
teaching and caring for the next generation of people who will repopulate
Earth and maybe go to other planets."

   "Colonel, can we go back to the classroom and check on the tanks?  I
would like to work on something that is physical and familiar."

   "I think the girls are finished with lunch.  Sheila, can you come with
us and show someone where we're from?"

   "OK, Uncle George."



   "This is our home galaxy.  Our planet was knocked out of orbit by a big
asteroid, but we saw it coming far enough in advance to build ships and go
out searching for habitable planets.  Earth is one of the planets we
found."

   "Thank you, Sheila.  Do you need more convincing?"

   "No.  I'll put my efforts into the tanks right now and think about all
this later."

   "Sarah, the tanks are full.  The thermostats should be on 20 degrees."

   "You mean 20C, right?"

   "They know C versus F?"

   "Among other things you wouldn't expect first graders to know."

   "Yes, 20C.  The tanks are familiar, but I've never been around kids this
smart or knowledgeable."

   "That does that some getting used to.  I've been around Molly for about
a month and am no longer surprised when one of the girls proves to be wise
beyond her years - in all sorts of things."

   "Then you wouldn't be surprised to learn that Linda wants to 'make a
baby'?  She told me she could by 9 or 10 but that's just impossible."

   "Molly is six.  Take a close look at her body."

   "She can't be!"

   "She is.  So is Sarah.  Things happen early and in volume for these
girls.  Molly is carrying twins plus a single."

   "Impossible!"

   "Here's the number of Willa Chambers, one of the pediatric
gynecologists. Tell her I told you to call."

   "Who would even think about getting a six year old pregnant?"

   "You should think in reverse terms.  What six year old would ask someone
to father her children?  The girls in this project had genetic speedups to
lower the age of fertility, to shorten the gestation cycle, and to cause
them to fixate on a specific adult.  The target age was 9 or 10, but six
appears to be the norm in this family.  They also become pregnant on first
intercourse.  The gestation cycle was targeted at 4 1/2 months for a single
baby.  Multiple births weren't expected in the younger girls."

   "You're telling me that Linda could be pregnant in a couple of days if
she asked someone?"

   "Yes."

   "I know I'm asleep and having a really weird dream.  I shouldn't have
white wine before bed - it always affects my dreams.  Ouch!  Why did you
pinch me?  Oh - I'm not dreaming and the world has turned weird."

   "The world has changed to meet the challenges of a planet that can no
longer support life in traditional ways.  We need many people to operate
hydroponic tanks to produce food for the next 20 years, among other things.
The only way to get those people is to have girls get pregnant at an early
age and have two children a year.  In 12 years those children will be able
to do 80% of what an adult could do and we can start cleaning up this
planet or moving on to another one."

   "I need time to absorb a pregnant six year old who can cripple a man
three times her size without touching him.  Let's finish the tank setup so
I can go think for several hours."

   "Girls, help Ms.  Williams with whatever she needs.  If you ask nicely,
I'll cook tonight."

   """Can we have pancakes?"""

   "You already know the answer to that.  I did find two more recipes in
the 'Healthy Fun Foods for Pregnant Women' cookbook that I think you'll
like.  I'll tell you about them when we get back to quarters.  If you don't
want either of them, we'll eat at the cafeteria.  This is still 'tex-mex'
week so there will be something you like."

   "They love pancakes too?"

   "Yes, Linda.  I think some food preferences run in the family - pancakes
and chicken enchiladas for certain."



   "Daddy, we like both recipes but can't agree on which one to have
first."

   "You could accept a majority vote.  Or you could play rock, paper,
scissors to see who gets to choose."

   "We don't that play that anymore, Papa.  We always know who's gonna do
what."

   "You could try thinking one thing but doing another, such as thinking
'rock' but doing 'paper'.  If that works, the winner gets to choose.  If
not, I'll choose."

   "We still read each other too well, Poppy."

   "I guess that's a disadvantage of being 'mental triplets'.  My choice is
the cafeteria."

   """OK."""



   "Molly, Sarah.  Remember your list.  Rose is being considerate and
getting the same things you are, although I know she wants something else."

   "Daddy, maybe you should call her 'considerate' or 'thoughtful'."

   "I don't know about those words, but 'thinker' is similar - and when's
she's really bad it can be 'stinker'."

   "'Thinker' is fine, Papa.  I just want a special name.  I might even
ignore it if you use 'stinker'."

   "OK, you are officially my little Thinker."



   "Colonel, would you and your girls care to join us?"

   "Girls?"

   """Yes."""

   "Do they do that often?"

   "When excited or scared.."

   "Mr.  Wilson, will you make a baby in me?"

   "Linda, that requires approval from your mother and my daughters, plus
we'll have to determine if your body is ready for what you are asking."

   "Mommy?"

   "Colonel, Dr.  Chambers told me there's no one more loving or caring
than you.  With the conditions you imposed on Linda's request, I must
agree. You didn't say 'no', but you did require agreement from everyone her
request could affect.  I know you'll be just as concerned about Linda's
welfare."

   "Molly?"

   "OK, but Rose before Linda, because she's still waiting."

   "Sarah?"

   "Rose first."

   "Rose?"

   "You decide who should be first."

   "Rose, you would let me go first?"

   "If Papa thinks you need it more than I do."

   "Rose, should go first, Mr.  Wilson."

   "Thank you, girls."

   "Colonel, I've been around adults who can't handle the needs of others
as well as your girls.  How did you teach them?"

   "I didn't.  I've been a parent for less than a month.  The great
qualities that you've seen are either genetic or instilled by a previous
parent."

   "We've learned a lot by watching you, Daddy."

   "There is some truth in the 'caught, not taught' line of thinking,
Colonel."

   "'Colonel' seems rather formal for the potential father of your
daughter's first child.  Call me George."

   "George, I'm Melody."

   "Can I call you Uncle George?"

   "If it's OK with your mother."

   "That's fine with me, Linda."

   "Uncle George, you need to make a baby in Rose tonight so you can make
one in me tomorrow."

   "Linda!"

   "But Rose has been waiting a long time.  It's her turn.  And I just
can't wait!"

   "You should expect these caring girls to speak their minds, Melody. 
They're sometimes a bit abrasive, but they are always honest about their
feelings."

   "So Linda's 7 going on 15?"

   "That might be a close description; she just doesn't have the mood
swings of a teenager."

   "Will I ever catch up with how things have changed?"

   "I've been trying for 4 weeks and I'm still learning.  Speaking of
learning, school starts tomorrow so early bedtimes tonight.  You'll have
class with the kids from Dover, England, in the morning and our Molly from
Oregon in the afternoon.  There may also be some other kids from Oregon and
Montana.  From time to time we'll also have class with kids in other
countries.  At the moment, we're coordinating with France, Germany, and
China and others may join us later."

   "An international school?  I thought only really smart kids got to go to
those."

   "We have some 'really smart' kids here, Linda, and you're probably one
of them."

   "Smart?  Me?"

   "Traditional schools rarely saw all the potential of the girls who are
part of this project.  They don't all fit the standard molds of who's an
advanced learner and who's not.  You'll find that our school is very
different from anything you've experienced before."

   "I can't wait!  Do I get new clothes for school, Mommy?"

   "What should she wear, George?"

   "Something comfortable.  My girls will probably be in jeans and
long-sleeved shirts.  We only heat space as needed, so the classroom will
be a little cool in the morning."

   "I don't have to wear a dress or a uniform?"

   "No.  You should have a 'dressy' dress for the few formal occasions we
have here, but other times you should wear what you find comfortable - and
be prepared to climb ladders and crawl under equipment and do whatever
other things I find to make you think."

   "I want to go back to school - we never had that much fun when I was a
kid."

   "Melody, people remember things because they were either so bad they
can't be forgotten or so good they want to remember.  We want school to be
in the second group.  Not that everything will be fun - there will be some
hard and dirty work.  Did you tell them about cleaning out the hydroponic
tanks at the end of each growing season?"

   "I planned to wait until they had something growing before I told about
the dirty work."

   "OK, as long as they know.  You're also setting things up for Bill
Jackson today?"

   "Yes.  He's expecting me in about 20 minutes.  Linda, do you want to see
the classroom for grades 4 and 5?"

   "It's different?"

   "It's very different.  Bill and I have the same goals, but our teaching
styles differ to match the ages of the kids.  I think you'll find it
interesting."

   "I'll go with you, Mommy."

   "My girls, clear your places.  I want you to choose your clothes for
tomorrow and have everything ready before you go to bed tonight.  I know;
it's too early for bed.  However, you will be in bed earlier on school
nights.  I've also been told several times that Rose needs something from
me.  Tonight will be her night."

   """OK."""

   "How do they do that?"

   "I think it may be mental communication at such a low level they're not
aware of doing it."

   "Will Linda do that when she's with them?"

   "Probably, if she spends enough time with them.  Before you ask, I don't
know what 'enough' time is or if it's affected by how many girls are
together.  I think Rose may have picked it up faster than Sarah did - but
Rose was exposed to both Molly and Sarah.  With three girls doing in-sync
talking, I have no idea how fast another girl could join in."

   "I'm a bit relieved - there are things even you don't know about these
kids and you have three of them."

   "I'm still learning - and probably will be for a long time.  Let's go
girls."



   "Is this really my night, Papa?"

   "Yes, but only if you brush you teeth and have your jammies out in the
next 5 minutes.  I'll give you another 5 minutes to choose clothes for
tomorrow."

   "I'm done!"

   "You get in bed.  I need to brush my teeth and tell Molly and Sarah
goodnight.  I'll be right back."

   "Hurry!"

   "Goodnight, Molly."

   "Goodnight, Daddy.  Rose really needs you."

   "I know, Honey.  Goodnight, Sarah."

   "Goodnight, Daddy.  Take good care of Rose."

   "I will, Sweetie."



   "Papa, can we make this last a long time?"

   "As long as possible, but you need sleep before the first day of school.
Slowly remove your jammies."

   "Slowly?  Why?"

   "So you don't tear off the buttons."

   "OK, I'm naked.  Suck my tongue!"

   +OK, but we'll have to talk this way.
+:OK.  Give me your tongue!  Rub my butt!

   +Slow down and don't "yell", little love monster number 4.
+:Number 4?

   +Yes.  Molly, Sarah, and Sheila are numbers 1, 2, and 3.
+:Put your finger in.

   +You need lubrication.  Here's some lotion on you and on my finger.
+:It's bigger than my finger.  Will it hurt?
+Not if you do as I say and remember that you have a magic word if you

need it.  Take a deep breath.

   Ahh.

   +Let it all out.

   Whoosh.
+:I feel full.  Is it all the way in?

   +Almost.  Another deep breath.

   Ahh.  Whoosh.
+:Now I'm really full!

   +Don't "yell".
+:Suck my tongue.  Is your penis bigger than your finger?
+Yes, but it only has to be in a little bit; not nearly as far as my

finger.  And you have your magic word.
+:Rub my nipples.  I'm tingly in my vagina!
+Don't "yell".  You'll wake Molly and Sarah - and maybe all the other

girls in the building.
+:Put it in me.  All of it.
+That won't happen.  You'd be in pain long before I got all of it in. 
You spread the lips of your vagina with one hand and guide me in with the

other hand.
+:It's so soft and warm.

   +Now use both hands to stroke it toward you.  Slowly and gently.
+:I'm getting tingly all over.  Hurry up and make a baby in me!

   +Stop "yelling" or I'll just rub your back and put you to sleep.
+:You really would, wouldn't you, Papa?

   +Yes, I would.
+:OK, I'll try to go slow.  It feels bigger when I pull on it.
+Your strokes make the head swell a little, so it feels like there is

more inside you.  Does it hurt?
+:It feels so good I wanna yell about it.
+Thank you for not yelling.  Sometimes it's better when you hold the

feeling until it's really strong.
+:I think I'm gonna faint before you squirt.
+Then no more nipple rubs.  I want you to enjoy this as long as

possible.
+:If it gets any better I'll explode.

   +That's what we want - an explosion of good feeling.
+:You're jerking.  Are you gonna squirt in m...
+Yes.  Before you finished that thought.  You're unconscious and my
traitor is doing his usual early exit.  Underwear and jammies back on her.
Baggy shorts on me.  The girls were insistent on me 'taking care' of Rose.

Is she fertile this wee...