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 The Librarian

   By deGaffer

   Copyright (c) 2008 by deGaffer

   SUMMARY: A wealthy and politically connected college librarian
manipulates a group of students and encourages them to put together a team
that the Confederacy shouldn't ignore.
UNIVERSE: The Swarm Cycle
WARNING: This story contains material unsuitable for minors and
narrow-minded individuals.  It probably contains sex, violence, and other
socially unacceptable material.  You have been warned!
CONTENT: MF MFF anal oral mF Mf mf ScFi
This story is set in the Swarm Cycle Universe created by Thinking
Horndog.  Get a grip; this is fiction.  Any resemblance between the content
of this story or any of the characters depicted herein with real persons,

places or events is totally coincidental.

   It started with a simple concept that should have been a short story,
but it seems to have morphed into an epic saga of scheming, planning,
deception, and of course, sex.

   I very much appreciate the patience and efforts of Mulligan.  His help
has made this a much better story.  I claim full responsibility for all
errors and omissions.

   Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted with all
rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.  Reproduction
for profit is forbidden.  Any distribution must include this note and the
author's email address.

   CHAPTER 29: Dust Off

   Capt.  McGregor spoke into the auditorium PA system, "For the benefit of
those who may be disinclined to present themselves to a sponsor for medical
or physical reasons let me say that most conditions can be corrected by
Darjee medical technology including the unfortunate conditions of being fat
or ugly." Capt.  McGregor smiled at his own quip before adding "If you're
uncertain about your particular situation, please ask one of the large
people wearing a black uniform."

   McGregor continued, "At this time I ask that everyone who does not wish
to participate in this extraction to please proceed to the hotel's main
lobby or lounge and remain there until the interdiction field is lifted. 
Thank you for your cooperation."

   To the left and right the moveable walls began retracting to open the
auditorium into the adjacent meeting rooms.  Instead of the usual folding
tables and chairs, these rooms had substantial tables, overstuffed chairs
and love seats, and a large number of very sturdy and comfortably
upholstered chaise lounges.

   Up on the stage McGregor continued his instructions.  "I'm expecting a
number of people to join us from other parts of the complex.  If those who
wish to be extracted as a couple would please step into the room to my
right along with any other gentlemen in the room who wish to present
themselves to a potential sponsor.  Would the ladies who are seeking a
sponsor, and who are at least fourteen years of age please make your way to
the meeting room to my left.  We should be able to begin interviewing
everyone shortly.  Those of you who are volunteering for Confederacy
service please remain here in the main auditorium along with your
pre-selected concubines."

   McGregor had dispatched four marines to each floor of the hotel.  They
were going door-to-door advising the occupants that a Confederacy pickup
was in progress.  Those who wished to participate were directed to proceed
immediately to the main convention center auditorium.  Those who chose to
decline participation in the extraction were advised to remain in the
hotel, preferably in their rooms.

   As soon as the Marines alerted them that the pickup was in progress,
Consuela and Peggy followed the plan and took their children to Lesa's
suite.  They left them with Sarita and her siblings before heading
downstairs with Raul, Maria, Sara Jay, Anita, and Bobby.  Roberta Martinez,
Consuela's thirteen-year-old, also remained in the suite to help Sarita
with the little ones.  The Marines assured the mothers than a Marine would
be at the elevator and could contact someone who would locate them in the
event of a crisis.

   Several teams participating in a girl's softball tournament were staying
at the Hilton.  The Marines were amused by the mixed reactions between the
sixteen to eighteen-year-old girls and their adult chaperones.  Only two
chaperones needed to be stunned when they tried to physically restrain the
girls who wished to participate in the extraction.

   There was a large event scheduled at the Manassas National Battlefield
and many of the less adventurous wives and family of the Civil War
reenactors were also guests of the Hilton.  Many of them were about to
embark on their own adventure.

   The group clustering around Lesa began making their way toward the stage
when they saw Martha mount the steps and approach her seated husband.

   Everyone nearby turned as Leslie shouted, "Marvin!  What are you doing
here?  You look fantastic!" Marvin couldn't answer because Leslie had
jumped on him and her mouth was covering his.

   Capt.  McGregor descended a stairway slightly to the right of the podium
and observed, "This lovely redhead appears to be an acquaintance of yours,
Lieutenant."

   Leslie let him come up for air when he lowered her to her feet.  He
responded, "Yes, sir.  This is Leslie Owens, a very close friend." Leslie
extended her hand, which McGregor took eagerly.  "And this scrawny looking
fellow is Jake Caulfield.  Be sure to stand clear if he's holding a
notebook computer in his hands." Jake punched Marvin on the shoulder before
taking McGregor's hand.  "Watch it, Caulfield, assaulting an officer of the
Confederacy can get you shot!"

   Marvin was mauled by almost everyone in the group, men and women alike.
Only when it was dying down the he say, "Back off you hooligans.  How am I
going to keep the respect of my troops in a rumpled uniform?  It's great to
see all of you again!"

   McGregor took Lesa's hand, "So nice to see you again, Mrs.  Crews.  May
I present Master Gunnery Sergeant Raymond Budzinski?"

   Instead of shaking Lesa's hand, Budzinski bowed and kissed her fingers.
"I'm honored to finally meet you." Lesa actually blushed as Budzinski
turned to Marvin and remarked as he nodded toward Jake, "He may be
dangerous up close, but this lady deserves respect even from a great
distance."

   Lesa rubbed her massive belly, "Yes, Jake is very dangerous up close!"
Budzinski shook Jake's hand as Lesa directed his attention to the others.
"The redhead clinging to Marvin is Leslie Owens, and this natural Amazon is
Janet Olson."

   "Ms.  Olson, you have an impressive CAP score.  Most unexpected for
someone so striking," Budzinski complemented.  Turning to Misty he beamed,
"Hello again, Ms.  Nokamura.  You keep turning up at extractions.  I trust
you'll actually accompany me into orbit this time."

   Misty laughed, "You'll need more than a stunner to keep me from coming
along this time, Sergeant.  This is Ralph Peterman.  Hopefully he'll be
nearby whenever you see me." Misty noticed that Martha had joined Adm. 
Grayson on the stage.  "Do you know Admiral Grayson?"

   When Budzinski shook his head, Misty took him in one hand and Marvin in
her other hand and led the two onto the stage.  Leaning into the task the
flat-chested Misty looked like a little girl as she dragged the large and
very large men across the stage toward the row of chairs behind the podium.
"Martha, Admiral this is my old friend Lieutenant Marvin Clark and my
protector on more than one occasion Sergeant Raymond Budzinski.  Guys this
is Admiral Benjamin Grayson and his marvelous wife, Martha."

   Neither Budzinski nor Clark was accustomed to being introduced to
admirals.  Both saluted him and waited to see what they should do next. 
Sensing their discomfort he returned their salutes; then extended his hand.
"Misty is a valued friend.  Anyone she recommends need not stand on
ceremony with me.  She has mentioned both of you, but she didn't think you
would be on extraction duty this soon."

   Martha made both of them distinctly uncomfortable by kissing them on the
cheek.  "Expect even less formality from me," she warned the pair.

   "Aye!" Misty yelled as she spotted Sgt.  Miller, "Corporal Miller! 
How've you been?"

   "I've been great!  So great, in fact, that it's Sergeant Miller now.  I
just haven't been aggravating the sergeant and lieutenant here enough, and
I managed to get myself promoted." She also saluted Grayson.  "It's an
honor to meet you, sir."

   Capt.  McGregor stepped up and saluted Grayson, "Forgive me for
interrupting, sir.  There'll be time to catch up with everyone after we're
onboard the Zephyrus.  It may take a while for us to get everyone sorted
out, briefed, and transported up.  With your permission I'd like to get
everyone identified and begin the concubine selection phase of this
extraction."

   "Yes, of course captain, by all means business before pleasure. 
However, I believe that a large part of this business is pleasure.  If my
sources are accurate about these events, then I suspect that things could
become very stimulating in the next hour or so." Grayson smiled weakly.  He
knew there was about to be a large number of naked people doing more than
just standing around.  There were already a good many naked breasts in the
auditorium.

   "Perhaps you need to find a quiet place to rest during the bulk of the
selection process, my dear." Martha was clearly concerned.

   Sgt.  Miller spoke up, "Is his condition really that serious, Mrs. 
Grayson?"

   Martha turned to Miller, "He has hardened arteries, high blood pressure,
high cholesterol, and clogged plumbing just about everywhere.  He has
already had a near-fatal heart attack.  He can normally keep his emotions
under control, but all this stimulation is likely to be more than any man
not in a casket should be expected to ignore."

   Miller offered, "I can escort him to the med bay right now, but he needs
to select his six concubines before we leave."

   Martha looked at Grayson, "I trust that I'm on your short list, Ben."

   "Of course, I couldn't manage without you."

   Martha caressed his chin, "It's so good to know you realize that, my
love.  Will you trust me to pick my five sisters?  I promise to be mostly
sensible, but we do need to include a couple of toys, don't you think?"

   Grayson gave Martha his best commanding look.  "Martha, will you please
behave yourself!  You know I'll find a way to best you later."

   Martha smiled, "I always look forward to watching you try, my dear."

   Grayson gave his wife an indignant look before turning to Sgt.  Miller,
"Is it permitted for Martha to have my proxy for the selection of my ...
companions?"

   Miller nodded, "Of course, sir." She briefly looked as though she was
elsewhere; then spoke, "I have obtained permission to escort you directly
to the Zephyrus.  We can use the transporter in the anteroom.  Please come
with me, sir." Sgt.  Miller led Adm.  Grayson toward the biggest adventure
of his life.

   Marvin stepped up to Martha, "Mrs.  Grayson, you'll not be one of Adm.
Grayson's concubines, will you?  My display indicates that you'll be
allowed four of your own if you elect to volunteer."

   Martha turned to the young lieutenant, "I'll not be separated from
Benjamin.  We've been together for almost fifty years."

   Marvin nodded, "Of course, ma'am.  As I understand the arrangements,
this group will have one of the largest non-combatant contingents of any
colony to date.  No doubt your continued support and encouragement will be
deemed vital to the Admiral's continued success.  It would be foolish for
anyone to consider separating the two of you under any circumstances."

   Martha smiled, "Thank you, young man.  It's flattering to hear that my
efforts are appreciated.  Oh my, that means that I'm looking to recruit
ten, not five.  I had best get started, hadn't I?  Where would you suggest
I begin?"

   Having been raised by a native Atlanta gentleman, Marvin extended his
left elbow toward her and waved his right hand in an invitation to
accompany him.  Martha stepped just close enough to grip the offered arm
with both hands, "Oh my, aren't you sweet.  I don't suppose you're
available are you?"

   Marvin expressed his appreciation of the compliments by turning his
bright blue eyes on Martha.  Smiling he asked, "How well do you know Mrs.
Crews?  This soiree owes its origins to her, including those of us not
officially on the guest list."

   Martha laughed, "Well enough for her to encourage me to get pregnant."

   This revelation clearly surprised Marvin, "I see.  It may be a few
minutes before Capt.  McGregor gets the available concubine candidates
ready for presentation.  Perhaps we can speak with her in the meantime."

   The attention of the group they were approaching was centered on an
angry looking Latin youth.  Before they were in earshot of the altercation
in progress, Clark called out, "Lesa!" Everyone turned to face the
direction of the loud, yet familiar voice.  Clark was visibly relieved to
have avoided an embarrassing intrusion.

   Lesa broke away and led the crowd toward Clark, "Hello again, Marvin.  I
see that Misty dragged you off to meet Admiral and Mrs.  Grayson." The two
women embraced, "So good to see you again in person, Martha.  How are you
feeling?"

   Reaching out to stroke Lesa's belly, Martha replied, "Better than you,
I'd wager.  Tell me again, when are you due?"

   "About six weeks, unless this little man is as impatient as his father,"
Lesa responded.

   Marvin turned to his companion, "Lesa, Mrs.  Grayson has solicited my
help for the selection of companions.  Naturally, I brought her to the best
advisor in the room."

   Martha laughed, "I take it you know my gallant escort?"

   "Oh yes," Lesa replied.  "He's one of the original co-conspirators and
visited my home several times before he suddenly disappeared one morning
shortly before Christmas.  Although it appears I don't know him well enough
to get a message flashed to me periodically to let me know how he's doing.
Except for the uniform, you don't look much different, Marvin.  I would
expect you to be a towering giant like the rest of these Marines."

   Marvin blushed slightly from the reprimand, but only addressed the issue
of his size, "I'm trying to convince the military that being big is not
necessarily an advantage.  I've been working with Sgt.  Budzinski recently
to develop effective tactics for close encounters with dickheads."

   Consuela and Maria were among the few who had held back during the
reunion with Marvin.  Between them Raul Martinez was scowling.  Lesa turned
to Martha after approaching the trio, "If you're up for a challenge,
Martha, this sixteen-year-old fireball is Raul Martinez.  Rumor has it that
he's quite the stud despite his diminutive stature."

   Raul glared at Martha and spat out, "Unlike some of these fools, I don't
fuck old women!"

   Consuela smacked Raul in the back of the head; then grabbed him by the
ear and led him away from the group.  There was a lot of gesturing and
waving of arms.  Raul even collected a couple more swats to the head before
things calmed down.  It wasn't long before Consuela had her hands on her
hips with Raul looking down at her feet nodding is head periodically.

   Martha laughed, clearly amused by the display.  "Let me guess, the small
woman is his mother."

   Lesa laughed along with Maria who confirmed, "Yes.  Mama is giving Raul
a remedial lesson in manners." The three of them burst into laughter.

   The lesson was drawing to a close.  Consuela was pointing in Martha's
direction with one hand and shaking a finger in Raul's face with the other.
She kept pointing and stomping a foot until Raul started making his way
back toward the group.

   Raul approached Martha as though she were his executioner and spoke with
his face hanging down, "I apologize for my rude outburst.  Please forgive
me."

   Martha barely suppressed her need to laugh.  Turning to Consuela she
said, "It's so refreshing to meet someone who teaches respect for their
mother to her children." Then she spoke to Raul, "Of course you're
forgiven. Can you apply such passion to your lovemaking?  I'm told you're
rather talented at pleasing the ladies.  Is that true?"

   Raul glared at her, but after glancing at his mother he responded, "I
have little experience, senora, but there have been no complaints so far."

   Martha laughed and took Raul's hands, "Oh, you'll do.  Yes, you'll do
nicely.  I'm not sure I even want you housebroken.  But I rather like
having the behave-or-I'll-tell-your-mother-on-you club in my bag." Raul
glared at her as she continued, "My husband, for the lack of a more
appropriate term for our new relationship, will no doubt be spend long
hours away from home.  Once I get rid of most of my wrinkles and loose
hanging skin, I'll have you fucking me silly on a regular basis." Raul was
shocked by her remark, but kept his mouth shut after catching his mother
out of the corner of his eye.

   Martha extended a hand, "Would you care to assist me in picking a nice
body that you'd like to fuck as-is?"

   Approaching a thirtyish redhead sporting small pale breasts and tight
short-shorts, Martha asked, "What's your name, dear?"

   "Nancy ... Nancy Marshal"

   Martha looked interested, "Would you mind showing me the rest,
Nancy-Nancy?"

   Nancy nervously lowered the zipper at her hip, "My name's just Nancy."
As the waistband of the white shorts reached her thighs, a pale patch of
red could be seen through the translucent white bikini panties.

   Martha nodded as the woman stepped out of the shorts, "Very nice, Just
Nancy.  Please continue."

   Nancy blushed as she gripped the fabric clinging to her soft hips.  "Not
'Just Nancy', my name is Nancy Marshall."

   "I'm just teasing you, dear.  It has to be very difficult for you to
debase yourself in such a public forum.  I'm attempting to distract you."

   Nancy stood back up after removing the last of her clothing.  She
resisted the reflex of hiding herself with her hands and stood straight
with her arms at her sides.

   "How much experience have you had pleasing men with your lovely body?"

   Nancy blushed again, "I have little trouble keeping the men I want.  My
oral skills are regularly praised.  And the few who have had my ...
backdoor have begged for it again.  I'm very energetic, usually too much
for one man to satisfy."

   Martha was visibly impressed, "We'll have to test that, won't we, Raul?
What about cunnilingus?  How would you rate your skills with other women?"

   Nancy dropped her face as she turned an even brighter shade of red. 
"It's been a long time.  I'm sorry, but I prefer men."

   Nodding, Martha commented, "Don't we all, but sometimes it's just us
girls.  May I have a demonstration?"

   Nancy just nodded; she seemed relieved to be able to be able to hide
under Martha's skirts.  "Wait, I didn't mean ... me!" Martha began gasping
and twitching shortly after her panties became a decoration for her ankles.

   "Oh my, you are energetic aren't you, dear?  I actually intended that
you to demonstrate your skills with someone else." Martha was attempting to
push Nancy away from her juncture, but having no success.  She collapsed
into a nearby chair.  "Oh my, oh yes, right there!"

   Raul eyed the shapely bare ass protruding from under Martha's dress. 
When Martha gestured at the kneeling woman's ass, Raul dropped his pants
before getting onto his knees behind Nancy.  She moaned into Martha's wet
slit when Raul began probing her pussy with his slender shaft.

   "Be sure to pace yourself, Raul." Martha advised him, "You have at least
eight more women to road test in the next hour.  As much as I'm enjoying
this, I think we need to move on." Raul was distracting Nancy with the
pounding he was giving her tight pussy making it possible for Martha to
extract the redhead from her groin.  Martha gently stroked Nancy's wet
face. "Thank you dear.  What do you think, Raul?  Is this someone we can
enjoy together?"

   "Oh yes, senora!" Raul answered as he reluctantly pulled his cock out of
the warm confines of Nancy's vagina.

   A young copy of Nancy wearing a softball uniform stepped up, "Mom!  What
are you doing?"

   "I'm doing my best to get my naked ass off of this rock, what do you
think?" Nancy smiled at her daughter knowingly.  "Susan, will you do
anything less to attract a sponsor?"

   Martha asked, "Would the two of you like to be together?"

   When mother and daughter looked at each other and nodded, Martha added,
"Then I suggest you strip out of your uniform and demonstrate your oral
skills on Raul here."

   Nancy helped her daughter undress down to her crew socks and sneakers.
Raul relaxed in an upholstered chair as Susan folded her jersey and knelt
on it between Raul's spread knees.  It was clear to Martha that this wasn't
Susan's first attempt at sucking a cock.  Susan quickly laved it with her
tongue; then slid her mouth over the tip and halfway down Raul's length. 
When it was liberally coated with saliva, Susan leaned in with her chin
almost in line with her neck and took Raul into her throat.

   Susan had very little padding on her ass and her low stance exposed both
her puckered anus and drooling vagina.  Martha's curiosity led her to kneel
down behind the young girl and slide a finger along the sparsely covered
labia to pick up some of the leaking lubricant before she pressed her
finger between the slick lips and around the sensitive opening.  Susan
squirmed and moaned as Martha explored the partially hidden hole for a
minute.

   Martha asked Nancy, "Do you know when Susan lost her virginity?"

   Nancy was enthralled watching her daughter.  It took a few seconds for
the question to sink in far enough for her to formulate a response.  "It
happened last summer at Gulf Shores.  My best friend's son took her on a
moonlight walk on the beach and nailed her among the dunes.  It's a tossup
as to which of them was the more aggressive during that particular outing.
If she hadn't lost her bikini bottoms in the dark, I might never have
known."

   Martha laughed, "Yes, she does seem to push everything else into the
background and focus on her partner.  I'm very impressed with her skill and
her enthusiasm."

   It took both Nancy and Martha to separate her from Raul's raging cock.
Martha assured them both that they would all have their fill of sex before
the night was over and they had a lot more candidates to interview before
leaving the auditorium.

   As Martha and Raul were 'interviewing' Nancy, Sgt.  Budzinski asked
Lesa, "Have you decided about what you're going to do?" Budzinski gestured
to someone in the middle of the room before continuing.  "I'm sure it will
be a strain to be away from your loved ones if you decide return to Earth.
I know from experience just how taxing that can be.  However, you may not
be separated from your entire family."

   Lesa noticed a man making his way through the crowd.  She knew who he
was, but was convinced she was hallucinating, "Daddy?" She all but ran
across the small space between them when her father stepped through the
last of the people separating them.

   A tall man with curly blonde hair threw his sinewy muscled and weathered
arms around Lesa and just held the emotional pregnant woman until she got
control of herself.  When she pushed away from him, he examined her bulging
abdomen and commented, "I should think that you'd know what causes that by
now.  So, I'll soon have another grandson to buy birthday presents for,
huh?"

   "You beast," Lesa said as she pounded his chest with the heel of her
small fist before using the back of her hand to wipe her eyes.  "It's
another grandchild you can spoil rotten.  Why haven't I heard from you
since that mess after Franklin's death?"

   "I've been busy, and Interpol is getting better," Dean answered. 
"Introduce me to your friends.  Did those expensive boarding schools teach
you no manners at all?"

   She hit him again before turning to the small crowd, "For those of you
who haven't guessed, this is my father, Dean Gotti, and before you ask; no,
we know of no relationship with them." She introduced the group saving Jake
for last.  "This is my very special friend Jacob Caulfield.  He prefers to
be called Jake, but this one," she said as she rubbed her belly, "will call
him 'daddy'."

   Jake was apprehensive as he extended his hand until Dean grabbed it and
gave him what had to be a very rare smile.  "I would never have thought
someone so young could make such an impression on Lesa.  Thank you for
bringing her back into the world of friends and family."

   Capt.  McGregor stepped up, and Lesa stood to her father's left and
asked, "Do you know Captain McGregor?"

   "Only by proxy," Dean responded quietly.

   "Captain Ian McGregor," Lesa spoke up.  "This is my father, Dean Martin
Gotti.  Perhaps you can tell me why he's here?"

   Gotti and McGregor shook hands, "I'm so pleased to finally meet you,
sir. I take it you'll be accepting the Confederacy's offer?" McGregor then
addressed Lesa, "He and several of his associates have offers similar to
the one that remains on the table for you.  By the way, have you decided?
It would appear that if you accept you'll be under the command of your
father."

   "I don't know how that would work out.  I haven't called him 'sir' in
decades," Lesa quipped.  She took on a much more serious demeanor when she
locked eyes with Jake.

   Jake's eyes were filled with emotion when he said, "Your talents would
be wasted where I'm going, and I don't have the skills to be of use if I
return with you."

   Lesa kissed him and wiped his eyes, "My family ..."

   Jake interrupted, "Our family will have all the protection I can
provide. That's my first priority.  My second is to get weapons to you and
your father that will make Earth untenable for the Sa'arm."

   When he realized what was happening, Dean told Jake, "My grandchildren
are important to me."

   Lesa squeezed her father's arm.  Jake turned to face him, "They're also
important to me, sir!  I'll get help when needed.  They'll not be put into
danger because of my ego.  Nothing you can say will change my commitment to
their safety.  If I fail to protect them and survive, then anything you do
will be a comfort to me." Jake locked eyes with Dean until Lesa broke them
up.

   She got in Dean's face, "Knock it off, daddy!  Even if he wasn't free on
bail for hospitalizing the man who stabbed a friend of ours, he would have
my complete confidence."

   "This scrawny pup hospitalized someone!  I'm beginning to see why you
let him seduce you." Dean was looking at Jake with more respect.

   "I seduced him, daddy" Lesa admitted.  "I even got his virginity and I'm
pretty sure he got me pregnant on his maiden voyage." Lesa smiled and
started giggling when the shock registered on Dean's face.

   "Okay, Peanut, no more posturing." Dean manhandled Lesa out from between
them and told Jake, "It may be presumptuous of me to welcome you into the
family, young man.  I may need to seek acceptance into your family.  Either
way, I'd like to consider you as a son to me."

   Jake smiled, "I'd like that, sir." The two men stepped together and
embraced.

   "Okay," Lesa said.  "If the pissing contests are over, we have
companions to select.  How is your stable looking, dad?"

   Dean laughed, "I came prepared.  It's just the formality of a
declaration to the Confederacy AI that keeps me from transporting up.  I
was concerned about leaving them on a colony, but if Mr.  Caulfield will
also take them under his protection, I'd be most grateful."

   "I'll see to it that your instructions are followed.  We should have
time for you to relate them to me after we're under way.  Unfortunately
Lesa and I are not as prepared as you and we should mingle among the
candidates.  With Lesa off my list, I have five slots to fill and should
probably get started."

   Jake turned to speak with his ladies.  "Consuela, I'm not sure you can
hold up to the rowdy activities that will be necessary for this next phase.
But, I'll likely want a male to give me some relief from the demands you
ladies make of me, and you would be required to have sex with him from
time-to-time.  Would you like to assist with his selection?"

   Consuela turned scarlet.  The sudden rush of blood to her cheeks, neck
and chest overwhelmed her normally dark complexion.  "Oh no, please.  Is it
not enough for me to submit to you?"

   Jake rubbed his chin, "Perhaps for now, but I can't promise that it'll
always be just me.  It may be best if you trust Sara, Leslie and me to pick
someone you'll also like." Jake led Consuela to where Sgt.  Budzinski was
answering questions posed by other sponsors.

   "Sgt.  Budzinski," Jake said when an opening presented itself.  "This is
Consuela Martinez who has consented to be one of my concubines.  I'd rather
she not have to endure the typical selection process.  Her children are in
a suite in the hotel.  Would it be inconvenient if she remains with them
until the rest of my menagerie is sorted out?"

   Sgt.  Budzinski addressed Consuela, "You accept this man as you sponsor
with the realization that he has full power over you and that you can never
return to your old life?"

   Consuela nodded, "Si ... Yes, I understand that I will be his slave and
must obey him in all things."

   Budzinski smiled, "I see that you do understand your situation.  Very
well, please give that lovely ring to Mr.  Caulfield.  If he cannot come
for you personally, then whoever he sends will have your ring as their
bonifides."

   Consuela nodded, handed her filigreed wedding band to Jake, and kissed
him on the mouth as only a lover would.  "Thank you.  I'll be awaiting your
pleasure."

   Jake was surprised at Consuela's passion and watched her retreat has he
pushed the ring onto his little finger.

   "Ladies," Jake addressed Leslie and Sara Jay, "I believe you heard the
terms Sergeant Budzinski gave to Consuela.  You'll not have the choice to
retreat.  If you accept my sponsorship, I'll require you to assist in the
selection of the balance of our companions.  Physical testing will almost
certainly be required."

   "I accept the terms," Sara Jay responded with a mostly straight face. 
She began giggling when she gave Jake a hug.

   Leslie knelt down and extended her arms with her wrists crossed,
"Command me, master."

   Jake laughed, "Suck my dick." When she knee walked over and lowered his
zipper he grabbed her wrist, "Later, my eager slave."

   "This isn't a game, ladies," Budzinski warned.

   "We know, but that's no reason not to have a little fun when turning
your life over to a teenaged boy," Leslie replied.

   Budzinski checked his PDA, "That's three down and six to go, Mr. 
Caulfield."

   "Six?" Jake asked, "Don't you mean five?"

   "There are more concubine applicants than we expected.  The AIs have
informed us that everyone is going to be allowed to select a supernumerary
concubine," Sgt.  Budzinski explained.

   Jake led Leslie and Sara Jay toward the male and couples applicants. 
His attention was drawn to a Japanese couple holding hands toward the back
of the adjoining room.  His only experience with Japanese culture was what
he had read and his conversations with Misty.

   When the trio stopped in front of the couple they stood up and bowed. 
"Kon ban wa," the man said.  "Good evening, I am Ito Masanori and this is
my wife Reiko.  You are a sponsor?"

   Jake smiled, "Yes, my name is Jake Caulfield.  These are my concubines
Leslie and Sara Jay.  May I see you CAP cards, please?"

   Jake was not surprised to see the high artistic score for Ito.  He also
scored very high for loyalty, servitude, and sexual prowess.  He may have
been very creative, but he was not very smart.  "What brings you here,
Ito?"

   "I'm an assistant for the chef at this hotel," Ito answered.

   Jake nodded as he looked at Reiko's sub-scores.  Her sexual response and
mothering instincts put her at the top of the class.  Her loyalty score was
less than Ito's, probably because she would protect her young against all
threats.  And like Ito, she didn't appear to be the brightest bulb in the
circuit.

   "Mr.  and Mrs.  Masanori, you realize that if you come with me you will
be required to have sex with partners other than each other?" Jake was
directing the question more to Ito.

   "Yes, Reiko and I have agreed that life for our children is more
important than pride.  We will perform sexually as you direct, sir." Ito
didn't hesitate.

   "How many children do you have who are under fourteen-years-old?" Jake
asked.

   Reiko answered, "Five, sir.  And we also have a fifteen-year-old
daughter, Saika."

   Jake looked around, "Where is Saika?"

   "We sent her across with the single women," Ito answered.

   "Come," Jake said, "Unless you would prefer that she not be with you? 
Would it inhibit you to have sex in her presence, or for her to have sex in
yours?  I'll not require either of you to have sex with her."

   "You would have room for her as well?" Ito asked incredulously.

   "Plenty of room, I'll need another three if all of you accept me as your
sponsor," Jake assured Ito.

   "Come, I will show you our lovely daughter," Ito said as he made his way
across the auditorium.

   A lovely olive skinned girl with a long braid of midnight black hair was
shaking her head and pushing hands away from her groin.  She was topless
and had cum on her chin and chest.  It seemed that she was okay with
blowjobs, but declined to bare her pussy.  When she saw her parents
approach, she ran over and threw herself into her mother's arms.

   "I can't do it, Mama," the girl sobbed into her mother's shoulder.  "I
cannot let one of these men have my virginity in the hope they will take me
away."

   Jake looked at the group of men, "Sorry guys, but no still means no even
in this meat market." The three wandered off looking for other young
conquests after handing Jake Saika's CAP card.  Out of curiosity, Jake
placed it under his reader.  There was a potential for sexual
responsiveness beneath a layer of shyness, and she was much smarter than
her parents.

   "It looks like Saika is game for oral sex with men, but having spilled
so much she may not be any good at it," Jake was mostly talking to himself,
but was directing his comments to Leslie and Sara Jay.  Looking at Saika
and Reiko he asked, "Forgive me for being indelicate, but are either of you
skilled at oral sex?"

   Saika nodded briskly, her mother less so.  Jake looked at them and
asked, "With men and women?" Both were shocked.  Saika shook her head. 
Reiko glanced at Ito before nodding slightly.

   Jake let out a big sigh, "Okay, I just picked up something I was hoping
we could avoid.  In my house, I'm the boss unless I specifically designate
an alternate.  You look at me for permission.  You don't look at mama,
Saika, and neither of you look at Ito." Jake included Ito in his gaze. 
"Are we clear?" All three nodded and spoke their affirmation.

   "Okay, I'll not require you to surrender your virginity before you're my
concubine, Saika, but you'll have to surrender your clothes.  Sara Jay,
would you please give Saika a thorough vaginal and anal examination,
without stressing her hymen.  You might also give her a lesson in
cunnilingus." Jake swung his gaze from Saika to Sara Jay as he spoke.

   Looking at the Japanese couple, Jake continued, "For many reasons, the
two of you will be required to demonstrate your sexual prowess.  I can't
afford the kind of stress that would result from either of you not being
okay with the other fucking different partners.  The only way I can think
of to test this is for each of you to fuck another person in each other's
presence.  I'll give you a moment to decide.  You can answer by walking
away or by getting naked." Jake stepped back to stand with Leslie.  He
quietly asked her, "Are you going to be okay with this test?"

   "You are so sweet to ask, Jake," she said as she kissed him.  "We both
know you don't have to.  I'll be happy to see what skills Ito has."

   When they turned back around the older couple had almost completely
disrobed.  Saika screaming out as she thrashed on Sara Jay's mouth in
orgasmic bliss momentarily distracted all four from their own preparations.
Jake mumbled, "I hope she responds like that when she's impaled on my
dick." Leslie laughed as she reached for Ito's hand.

   "Show me what you can do, Ito," Leslie said as she led him toward a
couch.

   Jake led the naked Reiko to a chaise lounge next to the couch Leslie
reclined on and dropped his pants.  Reiko didn't look at Ito and didn't
hesitate.  She engulfed Jake's flaccid penis with her mouth and began
demonstrating her skill as a fellatrix as she maneuvered him onto the
lounge.  When he laid back and patted her ass, she climbed on and presented
her sweet smelling pussy to Jake's mouth.

   It only took a few seconds for Jake to be certain that he could play
this middle-aged woman like a violin.  She was very responsive to his
tongue, lips, and even his teeth as he explored everything between her
legs. Reiko held nothing back and even managed to take Jake's solid eight
inches into her mouth and throat.

   She was incredibly wet when Jake patted her ass and said, "I wish we had
more time, but I believed we need to move on to the main event." When he
stroked her pussy and pointed at his cock, she immediately scrambled off of
his face and mounted his hips.  Jake looked over at Ito and Leslie.  He was
please to see that Leslie's eyes were glazed from Ito's oral stimulation of
her pussy and he was moving into position to insert his seven inches of
uncut cock into the wet patch of red fur.  Jake watched as Ito skillfully
inserted his meat and began thrusting.

   Reiko looked to see what was distracting Jake.  She smiled when she
again had Jake's attention.  "Your friend seems to enjoy being impaled on
Ito's talented cock.  He's very good at giving women pleasure." Reiko
slowly impaled herself on Jake's long spike as she said, "And I am good at
giving men pleasure, don't you agree?" Reiko began massaging Jake's cock
with rippling muscles within her very talented pussy.

   "Oh yes!" Jake agreed.  He had intended to pull out before ejaculating,
but it was too late.  In less than a minute Reiko was milking a large load
of cum from his thrusting cock.  Jake had not been so over-stimulated in
weeks.

   Ito had succeeded in bringing Leslie to orgasm without unloading his
balls.  When Jake recovered from Reiko's oral cleanup, he told Ito, "You
may have to road test the other three, or at least two of them.  You have
impressive control."

   "Thank you, master.  I'll do my best," Ito replied.  He leaned in close
before adding, "Leslie could benefit from learning some of Reiko's skills
don't you think?" Jake smiled at Ito as he nodded ever so slightly.  Jake
had a new appreciation for this couple's sexual skills.  He resolved to be
their student as well as their master.

   Being eight months pregnant put Lesa at a disadvantage for road testing
potential males.  When she located a likely candidate based solely on his
CAP sexual ability sub-scores, she had him strip and accompany her to a
group of middle-aged women.  She had considered giving Jake her proxy since
he would most likely be called upon to service her concubines, but thought
she would try for maximum children.

   Lesa raised her voice to carry over the background noise.  "Would those
of you with more than five children under fourteen please step over this
way?" When a half dozen women stepped in front of her she asked, "Do any of
you have more than six?" Only one woman stepped forward.  She looked at
Rhonda's CAP score and then looked back at the buxom brunette with wide
eyes.  "You might damage my friend, here.  I'd better save you for last,
but you might as well get out of your clothes."

   Rhonda smiled at Lesa's compliment and confidence as she began removing
her few remaining articles of clothing.  "Is this the father?  He looks so
young."

   "Actually, the father is that skinny young man over there, and he's much
younger than Sven," Lesa told Rhonda.

   "I was admiring him earlier," Rhonda admitted, "I'm jealous."

   "You'll no doubt get to experience his pleasure pole if Sven survives
his encounter with you." Lesa continued to talk with Rhonda as she checked
the CAP cards of the other five women in her small group.  "Okay, if
everyone else will be patient I'd like for Cassie and Donna to strip and do
the best you can to drain Sven's balls on that divan over there."

   The somewhat heavy Cassie said, "He's so young.  I'm not sure I can fuck
someone who's my son's age."

   "Your choice, Cassie," Lesa said without emotion.  "You can move back
and give the next candidate a shot, or you can strip and fuck." Cassie took
a deep breath and began divesting herself of her clothing.  She was working
on her sturdy brassier when the naked Donna took Sven by the hand and led
him to the backless couch.

   Donna lay supine stroking her sex with both legs off either side of the
low divan and encouraged the incredibly excited Sven to climb aboard.  When
he settled himself between her legs, Donna guided his uncut eight inches to
her very wet opening and groaned as he penetrated her pussy with his thick
cock.  When he had half of his length embedded in her, she planted her
heels at the juncture of his thighs and his butt, and spurred him to a
quicker pace.

   Cassie approached the rutting pair and took one of Donna's nipples in
her left hand and Sven's ass in her right.  She stroked the sensitive spot
between Sven's scrotum and rectum causing him to thrust deeply into Donna
and blast a load into her grasping tunnel.  Donna had a nice orgasm, and
wanted more, but helped Cassie raise Sven to a sitting position so she
could get out of the way.

   It didn't take Cassie long to suck Sven's dick back into a usable state
and take Donna's place on the divan.  She had not fully reclined when she
felt the knob at the end of Sven's cock push its way into her wet tunnel.
By the time she gripped him with her knees and rested her heels on his
thighs, he was fully engaged and plowing her depths with full strokes of
his big dick.

   The sight and smell of sex had Cassie really hot, and she pushed Sven
into a small orgasm when a big one hit her hard.  She was clutching him
with arms and legs as she thrashed around beneath him.  Her plump body was
jiggling from head to toe as she screamed her pleasure into the vaulted
ceiling.

   Lesa was very pleased with the performance of her three applicants.  She
told Rhonda, "You and I will get ours on the ship.  I might even let you
have Jake and Sven at the same time." Lesa smiled when Rhonda's face lit up
as she pictured having two young and talented studs working her over at the
same time.

   Lesa turned to a Marine who was nearby and asked, "Now that I have my
four concubines, where do I go once I get my own children from my room?"

   "Four?" The Marine gave her a puzzled look, "May I see your ID."

   "That won't be necessary, private," Capt.  McGregor said as he stepped
up.  He turned to Lesa, "You'll need to pick five.  There are too many
concubine candidates and we're giving everyone an extra pick."

   Lesa nodded and smiled.  She considered taking another of the mothers
with six children, but noticed that they had the interests of other
sponsors.  She looked at her current choices and made a decision.  "Now,"
Lesa said to no one in particular, "let's find us a really hot
teenybopper."

   Lesa sat down next to a short, naked blonde with incredibly large
breasts who had her elbows on her knees and chin in her hands looking very
dejected.  "What's wrong, dear?" Lesa asked the depressed girl.

   The girl leaned back showing both her shaved snatch and swollen belly.
"No one wants to fuck me because I'm pregnant and ugly."

   Lesa laughed heartily, "Believe me, I know what you mean." She leaned
back and rubbed and even larger baby bulge.

   The girl smiled and giggled a little, "Yeah, I guess you do.  Are you
trying to get selected as well?"

   "No, I'm a special volunteer and maybe I'm going after charity cases. 
You clearly have some sexual experience.  Do you like to fuck, or is this
from your first encounter with a virile male?" Lesa asked the surprised
girl.

   "I got a lot of dick, not as much as I'd like, but a lot.  I only forgot
to take my pill one time, just one time!  I guess I should have passed on
the gang fuck that weekend, but it was way wicked fun!" She had a faraway
look, but came back quickly when Lesa put her hand on the girl's thigh.

   "My name is Lesa." She introduced herself and then asked the girl,
"Would you mind if I test your sexual responses?"

   "I'm Traci, go right ahead.  I like girls almost as much as guys." Traci
leaned back and opened her legs to give Lesa free access to her sex.  Traci
bit her lip and groaned when Lesa probed her wet tunnel.

   "Let's give your belly and back a break, Traci.  Climb up here on your
knees and elbows," Lesa suggested as she stood and summoned Sven.  "Are you
up for one more demonstration ride, stud?" Lesa asked the young man.

   Sven stepped behind Traci and smiled as he traced the crack of Traci's
ass and found a few blonde strands that had escaped her razor.  "Ya, I
think I have one more for this little vixen." His cock was swollen enough
for the head to be peeking out from the foreskin as he stepped close to
Traci's upturned ass.  He opened her slit by rubbing the purple head up and
down its length a few times before pressing it against the wet opening.

   Traci smiled as she pushed back against the invader.  She moaned her
pleasure when Sven gripped both of her hips and pulled her even tighter
against his questing cock.  Sven was soon stroking in and out with a
smooth, slow rhythm.

   Lesa stepped up close and dribbled some lubricant into the crack of
Traci's ass.  Traci raised her head and hissed, "Yes!" when Lesa used her
finger to force some of the slick fluid into her rectum.  Traci went
thrashed about wildly when Lesa inserted a second finger and stroked the
sensitive tissue.  Her orgasm peaked before the third finger was fully
inserted.

   It took all Sven had to hold onto the trashing girl and ride the storm
to its conclusion.  At a nod from Lesa, he withdrew from Traci's pussy and
began pushing his meat into her asshole.  His own orgasm ended the invasion
when his knees buckled and he dropped to the floor spraying semen onto
Traci's ass and legs, as well as the furniture.

   Cassie and Donna gripped him under each arm and helped him struggle to
his feet.  Rhonda surprised everyone when she peeled back Sven's foreskin
and cleaned his cock with her mouth.
   Lesa told her five naked companions, "Okay team, it's time to go."