The Alien Within or Holy Crap, There's An Alien In My Bed!

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The Alien Within or Holy Crap, There's An Alien In My Bed!

© 2002 By Lorraine B.
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Chapter One
I moved in my semi-sleep state, I thought I had heard a baby cry. Perhaps
what I heard was a dream. Wait a moment I never had children, if I had they
would be adults now, gone from the safety and security of the nest. I was alone
in this immense house having had no wife in many years. I couldn't remember if I
had brought anyone home from that bar I went to last night. There was always the
possibility I did. Lord, I drank too much! My head throbbed! My muscles hurt!
Are the ravages of old age setting in?
I just hope I didn't bring anyone home, if I did I do hope it was a she and
not a he. Oh yes, I have done that before but I don't know what or who I did in
my inebriated state. All I know is that the male person called incessantly for a
month. All I can think of is that it must have been good! Okay, I think I
enjoyed it also. Damn, I wish I could remember that episode.
I only hoped that this time it was a female that I had brought home. I
really do have to stop this drinking. The doctor warned me at my last physical,
that my liver couldn't handle my binges as it once could. My shrink says that I
have repressed memories causing my drinking. The hell with them both!
Partially awake, I rolled over onto my side stretching across the bed
noticing immediately it was empty. I also noticed unfamiliar feelings, no
sensations in my body. Yes, I came home by myself, no Bar Hogs this time. Deep
stirrings in my mind brought forth what I seemed to remember that there had been
a woman that I vaguely remember. We had made conversation while we drank in that
establishment, what we spoke of I don't remember. What she looked like I don't
recall, although I think I remember that we went to her place. Was I still
there? No not at all, or at least she wasn't in bed with me. I thought of all
the lies I had fed to those people that I had gone to bed with just to get my
sexual gratification. I had to stop this whoring around! I was a male whore to
say the least!
I went back to sleep only to be awakened again by that sound or sounds that
I heard earlier. My sleep was interrupted as the sound increased its volume as I
tried to and refused to acknowledge it. I kept telling myself in thought to
block the sounds out. Perhaps it was a bad dream I was having or the noises from
my neighbor's children. I remembered my next-door neighbor's baby as I put a
pillow over my head. Was that what I heard?
The volume of the child's crying increased forcing me to roll onto my side.
I felt an added weight that had never been there before. I felt a warm wetness
on my chest that I had never felt before either. I felt the warmness grow as the
baby cried louder and louder to a brashness I had never heard. The warmness
became an itch that needed to be touched or rubbed. I reached under the blankets
moving my hand to the direction of the warmth. At first I thought I felt a
pillow then wetness, my eyes sprang open. My mind said Woman's Breasts; it
remembered the entire episodes of all the women's breasts my hands have ever
felt. I threw the blankets and sheet from my body, looking at my chest in
partial shock. What in the hell………? Oh Shit, the doctor was right! I was in
panic mode, remembering that the doctor told me I would grow breasts if I didn't
stop drinking. What in the hell was my hand wet from? I touched my breasts;
again they seemed to be large, hard and leaking fluid. Fluid, breast milk,
lactation? I sat up perplexed, very scared and now totally awake. I wasn't
dreaming as I felt the excrescencies on my chest again.
I was going check myself to see if my other equipment was there, I heard the
baby cry again. This time the cries were much louder and coming from within this
house. Was I hearing things? No, not at all the cries came from inside this
house. I was in complete sensory shock. I had to feel my breasts once again, oh
yes they were still leaking and the baby cries getting louder in pitch and
volume. My swollen nipples leaked all the more. I rubbed my face and eyes to
wake up further. I noticed I had no beard as I usually had in the morning after
touching my face. Maybe I shaved last night without cutting my throat with the
razor. My skin was soft to the touch. What the hell was happening? I immediately
placed a hand to the Family Jewels. Oh yes! They were intact; all was fine down
there. The baby screamed louder as I felt my breasts. They were heavy, hard and
ached. I needed to get up. I needed to think. What the hell happened? What was I
to do?
I bolted from the bed very awkwardly in the shadowy darkness. The only
illumination in the room was from a nightlight plugged into awall electrical
outlet. I was totally off balance my center of gravity had changed. I needed to
steady myself, leaning on a dresser near the bed. That was when I caught a
reflection in the dresser mirror of a young woman. That young woman had a
picturesque face of unknown origin, (possibly Celtic, Slavic or Scandinavian),
very green eyes, alabaster skin (Just beginning to tan), High Cheek bones, perky
nose, a great deal of thick, Auburn below shoulder to the waist hair. Her body
was young, curvaceous with very lovely perky breasts that appeared full and
firm. As she stared back I saw she was also nude to her baby baring hips. I also
knew she was totally naked. She too held the dresser as I did. I was beyond
befuddlement. Everything was out of the norm.
Although I saw this woman there was no way I could be her after all I was
taller, heavier, a great deal older and of course male since birth. The
correlation between us being one and the same was impossible to say the least.
Or was there a correlation? I didn't want to think of this improbability, or
perhaps fact. I turned away from the mirror the young woman was not there in the
room only I. It was then that I noticed the furniture around me seemed to be
placed differently. All the furniture was larger. Wait a minute this isn't even
my furniture or bedroom. What the hell did I drink last night? I know I didn't
smoke, ingest or snort anything. Where in the hell am I? My fear was rising;
everything was out of synch. Please, oh please, what is going on? What's
happening? My mind spun in confusion.
I gazed down at my nude body in the dim light; I never slept in the nude.
Everything was in a different place more specifically my chest, hips, waist and
butt. My waist was small. My hips were large as well as my butt. My chest was
not the manly chest of old, being replaced with a set of womanly breasts that
any woman would have been proud to have on her body. I was not proud of these
protrusion I was a man after all. Dropping to the floor I began to cry and so
did the baby.
I got up gently with feminine grace, off the floor with tears steaming down
my face. It had been years since I had cried so profusely. My mind was screaming
in torment. I still heard the baby; it had to be somewhere close. Perhaps as I
said it was a neighbor's child but after looking at my protruding chest somehow
I doubted it was. I found a pair of pink silk lounging Pajamas lying across the
bed and a pair of pink low-heeled mules by the bed. Oh shit not that! Staring
about the room there was nothing there to put on. I had no choice but to put
those on, as I was not about to walk around naked. After getting dressed, I
followed the sound of the crying after opening the door to my bedroom almost
falling in the low-heeled shoes. How in the hell do women walk in these things?
The baby's crying was louder! My crying was harder! I also noticed further as I
walked out of the bedroom, that this was definitely not my house at all.
I padded softly down the dimly lit hallway wiping my tears. The hallway had
several doors but only one that was open partially with soft rays of yellow
light coming from the room. Walking up to that door I heard the baby crying. I
pushed the door open walking into what appeared to be a nursery. The room was
done in white, pink and blue, which confused me all the more. A white crib was
located against the far wall against another wall was a changing table and
dresser. Near the other wall were a white rocking chair, side table and playpen.
Fairy Tale images hung from all the walls; Stuffed animals and dolls abounded
everywhere throughout the room. The plush rug was a very dark shade of pink.
Entering the room further I thought that the nursery was tastefully decorated.
It had a woman's touch! How in the hell did I get here? Why was I here in this
house? Where was the mother? Why was the baby crying as if deserted? I just
couldn't leave although the crying was driving me to a demented state not able
to think until I came to the crib.
Gazing down into the crib I saw the baby. It was adorable, perfect in so
many ways but crying, no screaming its lungs out. Something came over me at the
moment I saw the child, perhaps a maternal instinct. Maternal Instinct? I
reached into the crib taking the child into my arms placing the tiny bundle into
my shoulder holding its tiny neck for support. Almost immediately the child
seemed to settle down as I held it as a mother holding any child. The thoughts I
had were many. Maybe the woman was in one of those other rooms that I saw. Maybe
she and I drank too much and she passed out. Why had she neglected the cries of
her baby? Who in the hell was I now? I had so many questions and not one answer.
"Please Honey Don't cry Mommy is here" Holy Shit, Did I just say that mommy
was here! My voice scared me even more being so high in pitch, sexuality spewed
from it. The baby began wiggling its little body trying to dig itself into my
shoulder. Why, I didn't know but I sensed it was hungry.
The baby and I went down the hallway. As we went past each room I opened the
doors to peer into them. All four massive bedrooms were empty, each again
attractively styled and furnished in a feminine hand. Not a bed was mussed; a
doily out of place, not even a dust bunny was visible anywhere.
We went down the stairs after finding no one anywhere upstairs. Carefully we
made our way to the kitchen. I noticed that in all the rooms we went through the
color tones and paneling were dark and muted but not to the point of being
morbid, they were more of a masculine flair. Was there a man that lived here? A
husband? Oh Shit!
As we continued I felt the odd sway of my hips, breasts jiggling and my hair
rubbing across my back down to my butt cheeks, the silk rubbing on my skin and
shoes on my feet. I thought I had to be hallucinating or a very bad dream.
Reality struck as the baby began to whimper. It wasn't a dream! The baby in my
arms was real. I knew it needed to be fed. I had to get to the kitchen and feed
it soon.
Before getting to the kitchen I started to shiver, from the sensory
overload. As we passed the next room, I would assume it to be a family room. I
saw a quilted comforter on the couch. I went to it and draped it over my
shoulders, wrapping it around my body while holding the baby. We once again
proceeded on our journey to the kitchen.
The kitchen was a very modern one, almost commercial in appliances and
design. I opened the stainless steel door of the refrigerator looking for, but
not finding any formula. I did find a diet Pepsi taking it with us. Looking
through the cabinets I saw no formula or food for the baby. The baby was
stirring once again in my arms. I knew it would start crying again. We went back
upstairs to the nursery.
Just as we entered the doorway the baby stirred, crying very loudly. I
placed the diet Pepsi on the table near the rocking chair. After sitting down
and crossing my legs, I noticed that my nipples began to tingle. I remembered
ages ago when my ex-wife breast-fed our children that she said she experienced
the samesensations. I tried to do what she had done emulating her actions. Okay,
so I didn't know what I was doing. I had that fear again but I also had a very
large need to feed this baby now crying, no screaming, all so very loudly. I
hoped that no one would hear it screaming. I thought once again stirring old
memories of those past days. I opened my top finally raising the baby to my
aching, engorged breasts it found my nipple and sucked greedily as it attached
itself. I felt a warmth flowing through my body and a stirring in my loins.
While the baby suckled I thought of the songs my mother used to sing to me.
They were songs of joy, love, and of course family. I remembered those past
wonderful memories. I thought of my three sisters and brother that I had not
been in contact with in years. I truly missed them all. They were family. Coming
out of my reverie I glanced down at the baby. My little angel had its eyes
closed as it fed at my breast. Oh Lord what did I say 'My' for? I'm not the
mother! I'm a man or at least I was.
The baby continued to suckle taking me back to those songs of my childhood.
I began to sing one softly. I was pleased with the sounds that came from my
mouth. I had a very pleasant singing voice that seemed to relax the baby and
myself; I had to smile as I sang. The baby was content, as was I. I was
experiencing something that no normal man could or would do. I was experiencing
the joys of motherhood. I was still confused on how I came here. It was still
unclear how I was changed to my present form. What was the explanation? The
questions repeated themselves in my head, why did it happen. While the baby
suckled I tended to relax more continuing to sing to the baby. I switched the
baby over to the other breast, immediately it took the nipple. It seemed to me
that I was getting better at this nursing thing.
Chapter Two:
The baby and I must have fallen asleep. I remembered the dreams beyond
description, beyond imagination. The one dream that I had was I was being made
love to by a person or persons that was unknown to me. The dream shook me to my
very essence, though I think I was enjoying the love fest. I awoke startled by
the dream. I was so startled and annoyed that I checked to see if I still had my
penis. Oh Lord it was gone! My penis was gone! In its place was a vagina that
was very moist. I began to panic! Why? Why was this happening to me? I once
again placed my free hand between my legs to check myself, almost dropping the
baby in my panic. Now I really needed to think, perhaps getting out of this
house. What about the baby? I couldn't leave it alone. Damn these maternal
instincts!
I drew the comforter closer to the baby and me as I felt a chill. The baby
was still nursing and partially asleep. Ever so gently I took the baby from my
breast, taking it into my arms to the crib. I placed it into its crib. It didn't
stir when it was put down. I covered it, giving it a kiss on the forehead. It
was a kiss any mother would give a baby. As I did this I had forgotten all the
changes to my body, as the baby was the most important item of thought. Where
was the mother? What if she saw me breast-feeding her child? How would she
react? I'm Dead! Truly screwed! I gazed once again at its cherubic face. I was
thinking that maybe someone would come to claim it. Damn I hoped not! What did I
just think? There was absolutely no sense to my feelings, new body and parts. At
the very least I could have received an owner's manual!
Since the baby went back to sleep, buttoning my top going back to the Master
Bedroom padding down the hallway. I knew that I would have to face whatever had
happened to me and soon. As I entered the bedroom I turned on the lights. I
first noticed a strange woman in the mirror at the dresser I hung onto before. I
almost spoke to her before realizing the reflection was my new one. She appeared
to be ever so young while I was previously over the age of fifty. She was
average height being about 5'7" while I again used to be 6'2". This woman was
pretty with her lightly tanned skin, auburn hair down her back, large firm
breasts, waspish waist, full hips and a pretty rounded butt. Her vagina was
framed with auburn pubic hair that was trimmed expertly. I looked closely at my
new face, gone were the crags and valleys that had etched themselves over time.
Now my face was smooth with high cheekbones and very green eyes. The ravages of
age were gone but so was my old body. Why did this happen? Where was the logic
to this situation? What was I going to do? Perhaps I need to telephone Irene, my
youngest sister. Yes she was wise in her ways and would keep quiet about my
situation. I hope!
I turned away from the mirror, feeling drained of all the energy I had and
cried. I pondered whether to go back to bed again to rejuvenate myself; perhaps
this nightmare would end.
I looked at the drawn blinds noticing the light beginning to seep through
them. I saw an alarm clock on a bedstead table that I didn't notice before that
it showed 6:30am. I wanted to peek out those windows but was afraid to do so. I
heard the ocean and the breaking surf that was close by. I was afraid that the
world had changed like I had. Looking around I knew that I was safe here in this
house and things had some semblance of normalcy.
I felt dirty and sweaty. I reached behind my back of my neck pulling my
hair, for me to look at it. My hair fell heavily to my chest covering my
breasts. My hair was dirty and knotted. It was totally unacceptable by my
standards or by any woman's standards. I thought about cutting some of it off. I
left the comforter on the bed.
I went to the Master bathroom to look for scissors to trim my mop of hair. I
thought to myself how could anyone live with this mess?
All I knew is that I couldn't. I searched everywhere in that room cabinets,
drawers, and closets. There was not a pair of scissors to be found not even
cuticle scissors or nail clippers. I thought about the nail clippers, as my
fingernails were long, painted a deep red and well taken care of but far too
long.
I found the necessities of grooming supplies, loads of cosmetics and
feminine sanitary supplies. This was truly a woman's bathroom. It had different
shades of the color pink throughout; even the towels were pink. The only thing I
found close to scissors or a razor was a Lady Remington electric shaver and an
Epilady Epilator (Ouch!) Why wasn't there anything here that was sharp or had a
blade? I'd have to check that kitchen again!
I debated whether to lounge in the sunken Jacuzzi or to take a shower after
seeing them both. The shower won! I found all that I needed in the shower stall
except for a privacy curtain. I noticed that this unit could also be used as a
Sauna so it had a door instead to seal the stall like a separate room with a
bench that protruded from the wall.
I walked into the stall after disrobing, leaving the door to it open so I
could hear any noises. My first priority was to get my hair in shape. Thankfully
I had watched all the women in my life as they took care of their needs and
bodies. I knew what had to be done to this mop of hair I had. After cleansing my
new body and hair I sat on the toilet. I crossed my legs high, as I have seen so
many women in my former life do and hanging my head down combing out the tangles
from my now long gorgeous hair. I was so very proud of it before, now I was even
prouder after I blow-dried it.
Chapter Three:
I had noticed that the sensations of this body were more enhanced then the
sensations I had when I was a male. My hearing was more acute. My sensory
perceptions were double of what they were. While in the shower I had noticed
that my breast and vaginal areas were very sensitive to my touch. Now I knew why
all the women I had known loved foreplay so much in preparation of being made
love to. The feelings of arousal, stimulation tended to increase in intensity in
readiness for orgasm.
To some degree I thought how provocative it was sitting on the toilet seat
while taking care of my hair. My hips were wide, seemingly to straddle the furry
cover I sat upon. When I bent over my breasts hung and swayed. I thought that if
I were a man watching this erotic scene the man and I would be making grand
love. I am not the man anymore; I am the woman. Who the hell was I posing for? I
had to stop this erotic thinking!
Having lost that erotic train of thought I needed to focus on what had
happened last night. What really did happen? Why did this happen to me? Who was
I now? When did this happen? So many questions and no answers! I had to
remember!
I found a terry cloth robe in the bathroom closet and put it on. Going out
to the bedroom I picked up the telephone receiver dialing my sister's Irene's
number. She answered; thank goodness it wasn't my brother-in-law Al, who
answered.
"Hi Irene, it's Andy"
"What is this some type of joke? Did my brother put you up to calling me? He
hasn't spoken to me in months! Put that no good son of a bitch on the phone!"
"Irene, it is me, Andy. Please listen, I'll prove it."
"This better be good!"
"When we were kids you and I went to the candy store around the corner from
where we lived over on Jackson Street. You stole a candy bar from the store. The
owners told mom and dad but they didn't know which of us took it. I told mom and
dad I did it to protect you from the beating. We promised we would never tell
anyone what really happened not even the others. I know you remember how close
all of us were. Do you remember?"
"Oh Lord, it is you! I had almost forgotten that little episode. Why do you
sound so funny? Like a little Girl? Are you in some type of trouble? Can I help?
Where are you?"
I told her I was somewhere near the oceanfront. I really needed to see her
quickly but not going into great detail. As I was speaking to her I was also
looking through the various drawers of the bedsteads and the dressers trying to
find an address. I was in luck! I found a checkbook with the address and my new
last name. Giving the information to her she would be here in ten minutes. Irene
told me to just relax and to make sure I would open the door for her.
I vaguely remembered the leading events after speaking to Irene. I had been
restless after getting off from work. I decided not to go home but to go to
dinner out and a nightclub after. I didn't know if I wanted to get drunk or to
get laid. I went to a place in L.A. that I knew of. It was one of those kinky
types of places, all Leather and Lace. It had a diverse clientele that ranged
from Straights to BD/SM to Drag Queens and everything in between. I just loved
to see the costumes that these people wore. This was a vacation for me of sorts
being in the financial world as an investment banker, the suit and tie crowd.
While in the nightclub I had noticed a very gorgeous looking woman. After
several drinks and some great conversation, I knew this woman was a genetic
woman and not a queen. I had found out from her that she was a commercial artist
doing stained glass leaded windows. We had hit it off tremendously.
I do remember I followed her to her car. For some reason she managed the
make me fearful. Perhaps it was her height being around 5'11" in short heels.
Perhaps it was her short boyish haircut. All I know is I was thinking of trying
to get out of this situation gracefully. She turned to me before getting into
her car; it was then that I became really fearful.
"Did you want to tell me something?" I asked.
She turned toward me and kissed me. It was then that I knew I was with a
real woman and all would be well.
She handed her keys to me saying, "You Drive Sweetie."
We were heading toward her place after she gave me the address. As a matter
of fact it was this address, now that I think about it.
After we pulled out of the parking lot she began to be all over me. Leaning
into my direction she began to massage my crotch. I still remember the slowness
of her fingernails tracing my erection. As she drew down my zipper I think I
lost consciousness. I don't remember anything after that until this morning. Did
I pass out?
I was the one that was driving. It was impossible that I had passed out, as
I was the one driving the car. Why didn't we have a wreck? I didn't think I
drank that much. Was the complete episode real? How could I wake up in someone
else life? I had my own to live!
I suddenly remembered my job. I was about to call as the doorbell rang with
intense fervor. It had to be my sister Irene!
Chapter Four:
I ran down the stairs with my robe flapping in the breezes I made. I arrived
at the door seeing two shadows of females at the stain glass window. Oh shit she
brought someone with her, I thought. I swung the door open, standing there was
my sister Irene and Karla another sister of mine.
I only wished I had a camera to photograph the expressions on their faces. I
was once, one of the middle children of the family now I'm the baby! Oh shit mom
would have a fit if she found out. I let them in, hit a button that said
Security Gate and took them up to the Master Bedroom. Not a word was spoken
until we reached it.
"Hi Karla, Hi Irene" I said as I smiled my best.
"Oh Lord, it is true! I thought Irene was smoking the neighbor's shrubbery
again." Karla said.
"Damn you are cute! Now why couldn't something like this happen to me? Are
you Okay?" Irene asked.
"Oh Sure, Physically but …Oh shit, I'm all screwed up!" I said sarcastically
and crying. Between sobs I went into detail about all that had happened. I saw
the looks of disbelievement and astonishment. They each gave me a sisterly hug
although I sensed they were hiding something.
"Now ask me if I'm okay again." I said before starting to cry again.
My sisters came to me and held me until I calmed down. We discussed my
options deciding I didn't have any. Those options even included medical science.
(Hey there's your sister over there in the jar. We dissected her.)
"Well baby Sis, welcome to womanhood and motherhood. You used to like
wearing my dresses as a kid when we played house. I guess you'll have your own
now.
I can't wait until the rest of the family sees you. Tommy and Sheila will
absolutely faint. You'd better watch Al though he might try to get into those
panties of yours. Mom will be absolutely without words." Karla said with a
smile.
I told them about work and the meeting with the board of directors at
8:30am. I needed to call the office but couldn't sounding like I did. There was
no possible way I was going in the way I looked. They would have me lock away as
a crazy woman.
Karla had always been the devious one of the family, suggested she call the
office for me.
Chapter Four:
She went to the phone and dialed the number to my office. There was no
answer until the voice mail responded with my secretary's voice.
At the beep Karla said, " Mary this is Andrew's sister, Karla. He asked me
to call and let you know that he has had a family emergency. He wanted me to ask
you to reschedule the board meeting for sometime next week. Also here is a
number where you can leave messages for him. Which she gave her and Irene's
telephone numbers. It was not a good idea to give the present number out to
her.) Sorry but as I said before the emergency was a death in our family.
Thanks." With those final words Karla hung the phone up as if it was going to
melt from the heat of the lie she just told.
I felt as if I was a fool to let Karla lie for me. They both knew how I
felt. I may be a great many things but deceitful to others was not in my genetic
make up.
It was Irene that spoke next saying, "C'mon Sis, you need to get dressed.
Maybe you'll feel better then."
"What am I going to wear? I can't find my clothes from last night."
"I don't think you'll be able to fit into your old persona Sis." Karla said.
Those two sisters of mine were off like a Hurricane turned loose in that
bedroom. One went to explore the dresser while the other found an immense
walk-in closet. Me, I sat stoically on the bed in my robe more in shock then
anything else. Both of them discussed everything feminine without my opinion.
Finally they emerged with their hands full of clothing. Oh my Lord, they had
nothing but lace and satin.
"Okay Sweetie off with the robe. You're our Barbie Doll for the day." Irene
said.
I removed the robe, embarrassed for them to see me this way. All I heard was
an intake of air from the both of them. This was the first time that they both
were speechless since we were children.
"My Lord, you're bigger on top then we are. I thought I was seeing things
when I checked your bra size tag. You really are a D cup. I've just decided, I'm
getting breast implants, Bigger is better." Karla said teasingly and laughed.
I was handed a pair of red satiny bikini panties and a red front hook,
strapless underwire bra to put on. I have to say I was in a sensory overload as
the panties went up my legs to my new vagina. The bra took some of the strain
off my back but the satin cups hardened my nipples. I also had to put nursing
pads into them to absorb any leaks that they had brought from the bathroom. Next
was a lacy red garterbelt that they showed me how to put on pulling the garters
through my panties and explaining why. Next came a half-slip, nude nylons, red
Mary Jane's and a red and white floral patterned sundress.
I was miffed, as I wanted jeans, shorts or slacks. I was vetoed immediately
by Karla and Irene. They both said I had to give the impression to all that I
was what I looked like a beautiful young girl, wife and a mother. Their logic
was impeccable! I had to do as they said at least until I knew what was going
on.
I happened to look in the mirror, the girl I saw before naked really looked
much better now. At the same time I had a difficult time in realizing it was I.
Forcibly I was taken to the, no my make-up table where I was instructed in the
art of application. When I was finished I had to admit I looked and felt
extremely different. The baby began to cry once again.
Chapter five:
I rushed to its room followed closely by Karla and Irene. I had already
picked up the baby after uncovering it when they both came in. The baby seemed
to recognize me and smiled.
"Hi Sweetie, How's mommy's little one?" I said. It was then that I realized
I said mommy, much to my chagrin and my sister's merriment.
As I held it I realized it needed its diaper changed. Going to the Changing
Table the baby wanted to touch my face and play with my hair. My hands shook I
had not changed a diaper in decades. I fumbled with the sleepers' snaps finally
getting it off. After that I saw the adhesive strips and opened those on the
diaper. It was soaked. It was then that I saw the baby was a little girl.
Irene and Karla smiled as I did this. Irene said, "You're doing swell Sis.
It looks like you have a daughter and we have a new niece."
My mind went blank for a moment but said, "Daughter? How could I have a
daughter, I'm not a woman! I didn't give birth!"
"Look Honey, Whatever or whomever did this had a reason for doing this to
you. I don't know how but they did it. But you my dear have a second chance at
life, but this time, to take care of and raise a beautiful little girl. I do
hope you have a husband too. Then you will be complete woman. Okay so now you're
only two-thirds complete." Irene said giving me a light pinch on the arm.
After cleaning her and replacing the diaper, I realized that I hadn't
changed one in many years. Oh well, it needed to be done, but I would have to do
something about these fingernails. I didn't want to scratch and injure my
daughter with these talons they were dangerous. I guess we will do okay. The
only thing is I wished that my hands would stop shaking.
I picked up the baby carefully asking her, "Are you hungry, Sweetie?"
My new daughter looked at me smiling and gurgled.
"Well I guess that's a yes, huh." I said walking over to the rocking chair
with her in my arms.
Prior to sitting down, somehow I manage to hold the baby and smooth out my
sundress before sitting down in the rocker. Why? I untied the shoulder strings,
allowing the covering to fall exposing my bra'd breasts. I managed to pull out
the breast pads after unhooking my bra.
"Okay Sweetie Breakfast is ready." I said as I positioned the baby and
myself. She found my nipple and started to suckle at once. I picked up a folded
shawl from the side table placing it over the baby and myself so we wouldn't
chill. I looked up noticing that both of my sisters had left the room.
Looking down again at the baby I said softly, "Well I guess we're stuck with
each other Sweetie. I'll try to be a good mommy to you. You sure are cute." I
gave the baby a motherly kiss and smiled contentedly. In the recesses of my mind
I thought that my sister's were holding something back from me. What was it?
My sisters returned to the nursery shaking their heads.
"My, my Sis, you certainly have adapted to your new status. She does look
content in your arms." Irene said with a smile.
"Sis, we don't want to worry you but we went through the house. We looked
for formula or pureed baby food and couldn't find any. We noticed that there
were no sharp objects of any type anywhere. We did find an electric Breast Pump
and Baby bottles though they've never been used.
We wondered if the sharp objects were removed because of you and your new
status. You know Post Partum Depression maybe."
I had to wonder myself if they, him or whatever thought I would commit
suicide. I was too strong mentally to do that, I think. I adapted to a situation
that most would have done themselves in. Okay, I hate the sight of blood
especially if it's mine.
"By they way, there was a strange man across the street looking at the
house. He scared the hell out of me when I saw him in looking into the window."
Karla said
"What else is going to happen?" I asked feeling as if I was trapped into a
situation with no escape possible. While thinking I switched the baby to my
other breast. I never saw a happier baby. She was always smiling after she was
given a dry diaper and fed. She was happy and healthy. I guess that I was happy
too. I found peacefulness, no tranquility in my new role as a nursing mother,
although my nipples did hurt from the breast-feeding.
While I put myself back together the baby played with my hair. I really do
have to get my hair cut or there were going to be problems.
"Irene, could you or Karla cut my hair, please?" I asked.
"I should say not. Your hair is gorgeous. Why do you want to cut it?" Irene
said.
"The baby is always pulling it or playing with it. It just seemed to be a
sensible idea."
Karla left the room and re entered holding a red scrunchie and hairbrush in
her hand.
"We should of thought of this before. I guess we forgot that babies play
with hair or earrings that dangle."
Just as she said those words the baby spit up on my shoulder. Oh the blessed
joys of Motherhood I thought. Karla and Irene found the adjoining bathroom. They
went in and came out with a towel and damp face cloth. They both helped to clean
the baby and me.
Irene took the baby from my arms saying, "I'll hold the little Sweetie so
Karla can help you with your hair."
In nothing flat Karla had my hair brushed and into a Ponytail. She took me
into the bathroom to show me myself in a mirror. Oh Lord, I really did look
young, too young to be a mother or Oh My Lord, a wife. My thoughts almost caused
me to Hyperventilate. Wife, Mother Oh Shit, Lover, pregnant! Please kill me now,
my brain screamed. How, there's nothing sharp in this house, it said mumbling in
return.
Karla must have seen the panic in my eyes and facial expressions. She placed
her hand onto my shoulder giving it a slight squeeze. I calmed down and turned
toward her saying, "I'm scared, Sis."
"Don't worry we'll help Sis, That's what families are for. All the girls in
the family will help you."
Karla held my forearm in reassurance as we left the bathroom. Suddenly my
mind screamed, ‘All the girls!’ Now I knew there would be hell to pay for all
the hell I caused them while they grew up. I went to the dresser and pulled out
red shorts and a red T-shirt styled top for the baby. I found cute white baby
sandals in her closet. Within minutes I had her dressed. Irene brushed her hair
out (which was not long) placing barrette's in it. We all agreed the baby looked
adorable! Like mother like daughter. Oh crap, did I just think that too?
Since the baby and I were dressed, we all descended to the main living room
at the front of the house. I sat on the couch with the baby in my arms facing
the windows. Irene and Karla went to the kitchen. I gazed about the tastefully
furnished room. I thought it was simplistic in design yet fully functional for
entertaining guests.
As I looked about the room I looked out the front bay window looking past
the security fencing and driveway gates. I happened to see a man on the other
side of the street from the house. He just stood there looking at the house. I
expected him to go on his way but he didn't, he continued to stare at the house.
At first I thought he might be out for a stroll although it was possible he may
have been looking at the flora and fauna in the front yard garden. Maybe he
would lose interest and leave. The man appeared to be normal having short auburn
hair and clean clothes, but you never know today about people.
For some unknown reason I shuddered. I was thankful of the energy saving
photosynthesized glass that allowed you to see out but not in that I realized
was installed throughout the house. Even if the man could see inside all he
would see is the baby in my arms and myself. In many ways I felt insecure. I
decided to check the front door making sure it was securely locked.
I then walked toward the kitchen
Chapter Six:
As we were walking toward the kitchen from the foyer hallway, I noticed a
purse on a table there. I grabbed the purse and entered the kitchen with my
sisters making coffee.
I sat down at the breakfast counter laying the purse down with the baby
still in my arms. Karla had just placed a cop of coffee before me.
"Whose purse is that?" Irene asked.
Just as she said that there was a resounding crash from the rear of the
house. I began to tremble as I almost fell from the padded stool, and the baby
whimpered. We were both frightened by the sound but I wanted to run, no I was
determined to protect my daughter.
Karla stayed with the baby and me as Irene ran out the kitchen door with a
skillet in her hands. She had always been the brave one when we were growing up.
She was neither afraid of anyone or anything especially growing up the youngest
in our household. Oh how we tormented her.
Several minutes later she had returned to us saying, "In the back of the
house I found a trashcan lying on its side with a cat sniffing at the trashcan.
It was my assumption that the cat had knocked the can over. By the way have you
been outside yet?"
"No, Why?" I said.
"Well just for starters you are right on the oceanfront. There's a wonderful
pool, Jacuzzi, small garden, poolhouse and deck. I think you're pretty well off
Sweetie."
"I was pretty well off before and you two know that. I had a plan for
retirement, now I guess I have many more years to plan for it."
Relaxing with the friendly banter of my sisters, I reached for the purse.
"Hey Karla, take a look at that purse, It's a Mila Schon! Rodeo Drive stuff!
Okay Sweets, you do have money or your husband does."
"We know Sweetie it's just that eventually you're going to have to face the
truth. You're an adorable piece of womanhood. If you do have a husband, consider
yourself blessed or cursed as the case may be." Irene said.
"Here we go again with that husband stuff! Will you two lay off! I just
don't need to think about that just yet. There's just too much that's been
dumped into my lap. A daughter is just one of those. So can it, Huh!"
"Irene, she's so grouchy, I bet she's close to her time of the month."
I ignored what they were saying as I dug into the contents of the purse
after I dumped it unceremoniously onto the counter.
The purse contained the necessities such as makeup, hairbrush, nail polish,
emery boards, lipstick, sanitary pads, a bulging clutch purse, checkbook,
cigarettes and lighter, Address Book, red velvet jewelry bag, cell phone and
many keys on a Taz key ring.
I picked up the clutch purse opening it. Inside were photos of the baby and
a man holding her. He was tall, muscular, brown haired and good-looking. I
handed all those pictures to Irene and Karla. In another compartment were filled
with Bank Credit Cards, American Express (all of the Platinum series), an ATM
card and over $1000.00 in cash. In a concealed compartment were all the P.I.N's,
Banks, account numbers and balances of all.
I was about to put the clutch away when I noticed a Drivers License, Social
Security card and folded were also other papers. I took out a Drivers License
and looked at the photograph nearly passing out. It was I! Or at least the
person I now was. My name was now Arlene Francine Foster-MacGregor, Age 19. Holy
Shit I wasn't even 21 yet and a mother but the maiden name was correct. Folded
up was a copy of my, no our Wedding Certificate, my husband's name was Gordon
Michael MacGregor, Age 24.
Next I found in the clutch was a Birth Certificate of the baby, Lynn Allison
Foster-MacGregor; Age 6 weeks. There were also copies of both Gordon's and my
Birth Certificates and a new license identification card issued by the State of
California to me.
I handed all these to Irene and Karla.
I needed to think a moment; the name of Gordon MacGregor rang the proverbial
bell.
"Well Arlene, hey, that name fits you. I love it!" Karla said.
"Yeah and I remember where I heard that name before. The kid, I'm sorry my
husband has an investment brokerage firm that does business with the bank I work
for, no worked for. We went out several times for luncheon meetings. He's a good
kid and very intelligent in the banking field, very personable, not stuck up or
snobby in the least. Very old money left to him by his deceased relatives or
something.
That still doesn't answer what happened. This just confuses me more."
I reached for the opened pack of cigarettes, taking one and the lighter.
Handing the baby to Irene, I lit it. Now why did I do that? I gave up smoking
over 10 years ago. I exhaled the smoke, getting up to get an ashtray from the
cabinet. Now how did I know it was there? All I knew is the cigarette tended to
relax me but tasted terrible.
While I smoked the cigarette, I could see that both my sisters were
displeased, tough shit. I didn't care at the moment what they thought. I thought
to myself, if the real mother should show up she'll probably kill me for several
reason. The reasons flooded the first was for assuming her place as wife and
mother; breast feeding her baby, living in her home and quite possibly many
other things that I haven't thought of. I picked up the jewelry bag dumping the
contents; out of it came a diamond engagement and matching wedding ring with
diamonds that could sink a ship. For an unknown reason I placed them onto my
left-hand ring finger. Oh Crap! I'm in really, really deep shit! Now how do I
come up smelling like a rose? All Karla and Irene did was give a knowing smile.
Chapter Seven:
As I sat I picked up the drivers license again looking at it. Placing the
contents back into the purse and closing it, I started to question my sanity,
remembering who and what I was before. What if this woman really was me? What if
this house was really mine? What about little Lynn was she mine also? How could
I have a baby and not remember the pregnancy and birth? Why didn't I remember
anything of Arlene's life if I was truly she? I had all of Andrew's memories
over fifty year’s worth. Gee it was like an episode of the television series the
Outer Limits with no end to the plot. How in the hell did I wind up in someone
else's life? What happened to the other Arlene? Is this what they called an
alternative universe: the Doppelganger Effect? I want my own life back!
I got up from my stool walking toward the living room. My composure was
leaving. I started to shake, violently trembling. I needed to leave this house.
I needed the fresh air. I needed to think. I looked at the rings that were on my
finger. I looked out the window not seeing the man I saw before. No one was on
the street.
Walking back through the Foyer again I saw a stroller. I opened it, rolling
it back to the kitchen. Taking the baby from Irene's arms I placed her in the
stroller.
"I assume you want to go for a walk or ride somewhere." Irene said.
"I have to get out of here. I just need to clear my head and think things
out."
"Well why don't you at least do some window shopping. We saw a shopping
center with one not too far away."
"Okay, we understand, but I want Karla to go with you, I'll stay here in
case anyone comes. Also here's a list of what Lynn needs. We noticed that the
refrigerator is full as is the freezer and pantry."
"Irene, I think you should go with us. I don't know what is going on. I
don't like the idea of you staying here by yourself."
"I think Arlene might just be right." Karla said.
"I guess you both may be right. Then let's go, I'll hold onto the list."
The four of us walked back to the foyer. We stopped for a moment so I could
check to see if Lynn was secure in her stroller. Panic-stricken again, I thought
about the baby needing a diaper changing or spitting up.
Stuffed into a corner was a pink bag, which I opened. In it were extra
diapers, wipes, powder, Desitin, sunscreen, a towel, and a light sweater for me,
a change of clothes for the baby and a light blanket. It was just what we
needed. Irene graciously took the bag smiling as she placed it over her shoulder
with her purse. I took my purse and did the same after her hand signals. It was
out the door we went with Karla locking the door behind us.
Nothing eventful happened as we all left the porch. My panic seemed to
subside gradually as we got further from the house and through the security
gates leading to the street. In some respects I was self conscious about wearing
the clothes I had on. I imagined everywhere I went that people would stop,
stare, point at me and laugh.
Here I was, a used to be overage man, that looked like a teenager girl, was
dressed as a teenage girl. Could or would anyone know of my past life? I surely
hoped not, nonetheless I was afraid, very afraid of my predicament. Thank
goodness for Irene and Karla coming with the baby and me. I managed to take a
deep breath, to compose myself, forcing myself to relax and once again to adapt
to my situation.
When we were at the driveway I saw Irene's car and a new red metallic Hummer
H-2 in an open doored garage. I had to assume that was to be my vehicle. Why in
the world couldn't I have a small car? I guess it was a safety thing. I looked
for the key ring I found earlier, handing the keys to Irene.
"Wait a minute there Sis, you expect me to drive that tank?" Irene said.
You expect me to drive after all I've been through?" I said.
Without a further word spoken, Irene found the electronic device to open the
doors on the Hummer, doing so. We found a baby carrier in the back seat; I
placed Lynn into it, with me sitting next to her. After everything needed was
placed into the vehicle Irene started it backing up and out through the gates.
When the gates closed to the property I was amazed with the vehicle. It was
custom made, having all the latest gadgets and some I've never seen before. I
looked at Karla and Irene; both seemed to having a good time as we drove and
spoke of old family reminiscences. Lynn just slept in her carrier. Me, I looked
for the bar and booze!
Irene drove the Hummer into a parking lot of one of the local malls that
catered to the locals as well as tourists. After parking we all got out heading
to the supermarket. I couldn't help the feeling that we were being watched. I
looked around but saw nothing unusual bot again I was in a strange place. As I
pushed the stroller, Irene and Karla were on either side of me holding onto me
giving the much courage and support that I needed. Arlene was awake and very
happy to be outside or so it seemed. A breeze picked up in velocity making it
difficult to push the stroller and hold down my dress as we walked along the
pavement to the sidewalk.
Both Irene and Karla began to laugh with Karla saying, "You'll get used to
it. Just think of how many men are hoping your dress goes up. How many of them
may well have a Heart Attack if it does?"
There was no one around but I still had that feeling of being watched.
Chapter Eight:
We had been walking toward the sidewalk; there was an area that was used as
a type of alleyway between buildings for deliveries. I noticed that the man I
saw at the house earlier was standing near that alleyway. He seemed to be
waiting and watching. My fear factor climbed. How in the hell did he get here?
How in the hell did he know we were coming to this particular mall?
I stopped suddenly which seemed to surprise the Auburn headed man a bit but
he did recover quickly. He took several steps toward the stroller and us in a
non-threatening way.
We were several feet away from the man when I stopped abruptly saying, no
almost yelling, "Do we know you?" The words came out of my mouth in a little
girl way. I was frightened out of my wits. I knew that the sound of my voice was
not intimidating to anyone or anything.
The man looked quizzically toward us saying, "You have my baby." He had a
pained facial expression along with the body language.
I was very close to panic, running to the doors and safety of one of the
stores close by. It was then that I realized that this man was the mother of
Lynn. She was the former inhabitant of this body. I don't know how, but my
feelings seemed true. (Okay, I'll say it, Woman's Intuition-Better now!)
"Stay away from us. Don't come any closer." I screamed.
My intuition sensed, no screamed that this man was on the verge of violence.
It screamed to me to run! I saw that this man was clenching and unclenching his
fists possibly to indulge himself in hurting us, no me. He stood still moving
his mouth with no words coming out. There was anger in his eyes along with hate
for me. I was the interloper in his life.
Irene was about to say something. She decided not too. I think that if she
had said anything it would have worsened the situation. This man was deranged!
He was certifiably demented!
My primary objective was to maintain the safety of Lynn and my sisters. I
started to walk again pushing the stroller making Irene and Karla follow. I knew
that if there were a physical confrontation I would lose, as this body was not
large of physically muscular. We had to get past this person that was on the
edge of psychotic behavior. Ahead of us was a jewelry shop. I hoped that it
would be open. That was our destination.
Drawing up parallel to the man he blurted out, "She won't let you keep her.
She will take everything away from you."
The son of a bitch was following us. Because of the heat, the pavement was
becoming slippery due to the petro chemicals being released.
I screamed over my shoulder, "Leave us alone!"
He stayed his distance but continued to follow. Stalking us!
"You'll never keep her. You can't have her you bitch! You're dead!" He said.
I stated to let loose my tears of anger, frustration and fear. The only
things that helped were my thoughts of Lynn and my sisters. The man still came
toward us as I looked over my shoulder.
There was a woman that came from the doors of the antique or jewelry shop
coming toward us. I heard the footsteps of someone running behind me, running
away.
I quickly pushed the stroller toward the woman. Karla and Irene followed me
not saying a word. During the verbal altercation I had hoped that those two
would remain quiet and not add fuel to a fire that could spread into a disaster.
As I have said those two could be formidable opponents.
I quickly closed the distance between the lady and myself that had perhaps
saved all of us. She seemed to be waiting for us. What was I going to say to
her? All I could say was thanks from all of us. At the last moment I was going
to try to avoid her but decided against it.
"Are you ladies Okay?" she asked politely and with true concern.
I was taken aback for a moment. I didn't know for a moment to whom she was
addressing. I then recovered remembering my present state. I looked the woman
that appeared to be concerned about all are welfare. She was perhaps in her mid
thirties to early forties, with dark hair done into a French Braid. If I were a
male again I would not hesitate to ask the woman out for dinner she was a
stunner in her looks. Her eyes were what caught my attention. They show immense
intelligence, love and a special caring. They appeared to be wise beyond her
ways. My intuition kicked in telling me that she knew about my new life. Could
she be trusted; again my intuition said yes. I would have to take a position of
wait and see.
"Yes, We're all okay."
"I guess he was scared and ran."
"It was you that must have frightened him. We have to thank you for coming
to our aid."
"You're shaking, Honey. Are you sure you're all okay?"
"Sure, my sisters took us out to get groceries and shop a little."
"Oh my she's just adorable. What's the little darling name?"
"Lynn Allison and she's 6 weeks old."
"She just as sweet as can be." She said bending over and touching Little
Lynn's hand.
The baby took the lady's finger immediately, smiling all the while.
"She surely is a happy baby. That's good, that means she's loved by those
around her."
All I could do was smile and tell her thank you. I then began to realize
that the baby did mean a great deal to me. I was becoming attached to her. What
was that term? Oh yes, bonding. I had become bonded to her as any mother does to
their children. Whoa now back up! Did I just say as any mother? I was not her
mother! Oh what the hell, I guess I probably do look like her mother now, but
now I'm more in the role of her protector. (Yeah I know what you're thinking,
Bullshit. Okay you're right!)
"Look you ladies need to compose yourselves. My shop is open so come along
and I'll make us some tea. Besides I could use a little company, business
doesn't pick up until later in the week."
"We don't want to impose upon you, Oh, alright."
Why I accepted I really don't know. I didn't want to go home to that house
yet.
Chapter Nine:
We walked with the shop owner. As we walked, I thought of many things that I
kept private. The first thought was if I was the true mother of Lynn that I
might have acted the way that the Auburn hair man did. Someone had stolen both
of our lives scrambling them ever so well. Was there a reason to this insanity
that I did not perceive? Why had I not handed Lynn to that person? Why didn't I
try to reason with him? Perhaps between us we may have found out what had
happened to us. But if I remember correctly my senses screamed that there was
something not quite right with that person.
The very thought of that person recognizing Lynn! It was nerve shattering!
The thoughts of that person being mentally deranged were as noticeable as a
blind person walking. And that blind person was trying to cross the street
holding their white, red tipped cane. If my problem became physical how was I to
defend myself and protect Lynn? I was now almost a foot shorter, many pounds
less and no musculature strength then I had as a male.
I was shaken from my thoughts as the woman asked saying, "I know it's none
of my business, but did you know him?"
No I saw him around my house near Malibu this morning. I would have known if
I had ever met him. Is there a reason you asked that?"
"Not really, I have seen him around here before but that was a very long
time ago, months actually. He was around here with woman that looked like you. I
thought you might have gotten a separation or a divorce from him. Was he a
boyfriend or lover?"
"Sorry, but no it wasn't me that you saw. Absolutely not!"
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you defensive. I do remember you walking
around here with a dark haired man when you were pregnant though, that's why I
asked."
I didn't know how to answer. What the hell was going on? I saw the looks
that Karla and Irene were giving the lady and myself. They were totally confused
as I was.
We arrived at her shop, going inside. I guided the stroller inside; the baby
was still smiling when I checked her. I was amazed that she didn't become upset
with all the screaming that had been done.
The Shop had a multitude of display cases with mirrors at different areas
for customers to use. The items that were on display were all antique, custom
made and expensive. It consisted mostly of rings, necklaces, anklets, earrings
and sets.
"Are you the designer and craftsperson of all these?"
"You don't remember me or speaking to me do you?"
"I'm sorry I don't."
"We had been friends, you had bouts of Post Partum Depression later. That's
what I think the doctor called it."
Do I look or seem different to you?"
"Would you ladies like black or green tea, Karla, Irene, Arlene?"
We all agreed on black tea. After she went to the back to prepare the tea,
the discussion began.
"Arlene, she knows about you and us, even our names. I think she knows of
the body switch that occurred. I don't know but I think somehow she's involved."
Karla said softly.
"Do you think we should leave?"
"Absolutely not! She may be a key to this whole mystery." Irene said.
"Yes but she is starting to ask questions that I can't or won't have the
answers to. I don't want to be committed to an asylum and I don't want people
thinking I have mental problems either."
"Don't worry we're here for you Sis. We'll help as much as we can." Karla
said.
"And so will I." The lady said as she came from the back continuing by
saying, "I wasn't trying to eavesdrop. This shop has excellent acoustics, I'm so
sorry for hearing your conversation. Arlene Honey, I will help you as much as
possible. Right now I am limited in what I can say." She said before going to
the back again to a whistling teakettle.
Before I could say anything Lynn started to get feisty. I thought to myself
please not now I have so many questions that need to be answered. I un-strapped
her from the stroller took her into my arms. She was hungry and needed to be
fed. I didn't want to take her back to the Hummer for fear that the man may
still be out there waiting. I saw a large couch, tables and chairs near the back
of the store and started walking to it.
We all managed to get to the couch and chairs. Karla handed me a towel and
the light blanket. To untie the straps and releasing my breasts stared to become
second nature to me. I pulled out the nursing pads from my bra, adjusted myself
to a comfortable position allowing Lynn to begin suckling. Those wondrous
feelings again washed over me as I breast fed although my nipples were getting
sore. I smiled when I looked at her.
"That suits Arlene. Doesn't it ladies." The lady said in full voice as she
came back holding a tray with a teapot, four mugs and necessities.
My sisters nodded their heads in agreement as they each took mugs of the
steaming brew.
"This is a first for you drinking tea, usually it's coffee or pop." Irene
said.
"My Lord, I can't believe it either." Karla said
The woman smiled as my sister gave me the raspberries. I just tolerated what
they said.
"I can tell you are all from the same family even-though the body
similarities are not evident. Arlene would you like honey or cream in your tea?"
"Just the way it is please."
Before I knew what was happening she went right to the jugular vein.
"Are you having problems again at home?"
"Other that strange man today among other things, no"
"No Sweetie, I meant with nursing Lynn."
"What's happening to her is that she's inflamed around the nipples. We never
breast fed our children so………" Karla said.
"I guess, Oh hell, is it supposed to hurt like this?"
"Please take her off."
I gently removed little Lynn from my breast. Wow what a fit she threw. The
woman then showed me how to make Lynn to take more of the breast into her sweet
mouth. Also she showed me to hold the flesh back away from the baby's nose so
she could breath.
"Honey the problem was she wasn't on all the way. She is not going to choke
on you. Now the milk is another matter. If she's noo on right just pull her off,
the both of you will learn quickly."
"I thought it was supposed to hurt. I had no idea what I was doing except I
knew that the baby came first over any discomfort I had or endured. Thank you
again for the lesson on Breastfeeding 101."
"You're quite welcome Sweetie. We as women tend to forget that the younger
mothers don't know all the intricacies of motherhood. Most mothers today never
saw how their mothers did it because their mothers didn't breastfeed. The
decision of whether to breast-feed or bottle feed is very important. Many
younger women feel it is too time consuming and would rather bottle feed with
formula.
On the other hand other mothers say there is a greater bond with your baby,
more system immunities, vitamins and minerals along with faster developmental
growth.
Are you going to tell me who you really are?" She asked.
Chapter Ten:
I do know that you used to be a man, or at least someone that isn't used to
being the you you're now." she replied while she sipped her tea.
I was shocked, as were Karla and Irene by this woman to be so blunt. Irene
was shaking her nodding her head, indicating no, while Karla nodded to indicate
yes. I decided to go with Karla's instincts. This was not a good time to be
misleading. My instincts were of before that this woman knew or sensed the
truth. I also sensed she could be trusted.
I told her the truth of what had transpired from yesterday. I didn't leave
anything out completely telling her the truth as I told Irene and Karla earlier.
She was or did not seem flustered at all with my revelations.
"How old were you?"
"Old enough to remember seeing watching the Rolling Stones, Beatles and
Elvis on Ed Sullivan."
"My, my."
"Could you please tell us about Arlene?" Irene asked.
"She tried all too hard at being the perfect wife and mother, she was afraid
of being herself. She talked a talked to me a great deal of killing the baby and
committing suicide. I repeatedly asked her to get help, but she would only shake
her head. In time she stopped coming around here, I think she was embarrassed by
what I knew. I thought that she had psychological problems that needed to be
addressed."
"Do you know what happened to me?"
"No I don't know why you're in Arlene's body? There are many things that I
don't understand one of which is what happened to you. I think you may need to
speak to your husband."
"Oh yes my husband." I said looking at and feeling the rings not being
comfortable with the thoughts of performing wifely duties.
"Will you accept a gift from me? For all of you, please."
"I really don't want to be rude, but what is your name?"
"I'm sorry Dear, my name is Amanda. Some of the people around here think of
me Witch."
"Are you, Amanda?"
Amanda just smiled at my question. There are times you do not delve into a
person's privacy and this was one of them. If she wanted to tell me something
then I sensed she would have. I dropped the subject. My intuition tingled that
she was more then what she seemed to be. And knew much more than what she was
saying.
Amanda went from setting next to me, to one of the display cases taking
something from one of the lower shelves. Returning back to the couch again, with
seven medium sized black velvet bags, she handed me two giving the others bags
to Karla and Irene.
Please accept these as a gesture of friendship to all of your bloodline.
That includes two gifts for Thomas and Sheila. All I ask is you wear at least
one item of the set constantly Arlene."
Amanda opened my bag taking several tissue-wrapped items from it. I looked
over at Karla and Irene doing the same. As Amanda removed the paper from each
piece I watched.
There was a set of earrings, a ring, necklace and anklet. Each setting and
chain was made of silver colored metal. Each piece had a stone that looked to be
emeralds with a magnificent starburst of gold with flecks of different colors in
the emerald. All the items were hand crafted and ornately done.
I looked at my sisters, the looks on their faces was that of amazement.
"Amanda we can't accept these. I mean that they're very pretty but after all
it is part of your stock for the shop. It is quite obvious that they are very
costly." Irene said.
"Please accept them. I made each of the items from special materials that I
collected from what could be called special or holy place. Consider them a form
of protection. I know I'm being cryptic but please wear them and enjoy the
pieces."
Amanda got up from the couch helping each of us to put on the necklaces,
anklets and the earrings. I didn't know that my ears were already pierced until
she put mine in. We each placed the rings on our right hand ring fingers as
instructed by Amanda.
She told Irene and Karla that Tommy and Sheila had to do the same. Tommy's
bag only contained a ring and Amulet that was distinctively masculine however
Sheila's and mom's were the same as ours but all were again created with the
same loving care and craftsmanship as ours.
Little Lynn was fast asleep after suckling on both breasts; at last she was
contented. I removed her from my breast still holding her in my arms while
trying to get myself in order straightening out my clothes. Amanda saw me
struggling and took Lynn so I could finish.
I got up off the couch and stretched noticing a mirror with my new image in
it. I saw all the gifted jewelry adorning my body. For an unknown reason all
felt right, I was comfortable with myself. Could I really be a good woman, wife
and mother? Only time will tell.
I took the baby back into my arms but not before giving Amanda a kiss on the
cheek and a smile. Karla and Irene did the same. For some unknown reason I had a
vision of this woman standing before a table with six other people that I could
not see. Each of them wore dark shiny jumpsuit style clothing all of these
people wore a broach similar to the stones in our jewelry. Who is Amanda really?
Why the very expensive gifts? More questions for the questions I had that
were not answered.
"One more thing young lady, I've become used to seeing your hair done in
braids. Would you allow me to fix your hair? Please." Amanda asked
Again she placed me on the spot. I looked toward Irene and Karla; I would
have to assume that they wanted Amanda to fix my hair by the smiles on their
respective faces.
I didn't even say a word or nod my head when Amanda reached into her pocket
pulling out a small hairbrush from her pocket in her skirt and began parting my
hair.
"What are you doing?" as I began to pull away.
"Now watch as I do this so you can do this by yourself." As Amanda pulled my
hair into strands braiding it in a French Plait. One side of my head was done in
no time. Amanda then brought a mirror and positioned it so I could see what she
was doing. Of course my sisters had to start reminiscing about what I was like
as a child that even included me playing house with them in dresses. I was
embarrassed to say the least and angry which I hid from all.
Amanda asked me if I thought I might be able to braid my own hair all I
could do was nod my head yes. Amanda had finished as I gazed at the pretty young
woman in the mirror.
All of a sudden I began to cry. The thoughts I had were of my lost manhood.
How in the world was I going to adapt if I still had those feelings of once
being a male for decades?
Amanda and my sisters hugged me as I cried. They each dedicated themselves
to helping me adjust to my new life; I mourned the loss of my old life no matter
how contemptible and corrupt it seemed to others, it was still my life. All of
it was gone, gone forever. I was pissed to my very core of what was decided by
Fate to be the way I am now. I had to control that anger, no frustration and the
only way to that was to cry.
"Sis, when you were a male if you had an argument with your girlfriend you'd
blame it her hormones, except now they're yours. You may still be a man inside
that pretty little head but you're in a woman's body now, Sweetie. Think of each
of your priorities." Irene said with a smile.
Irene was never one to mince words, worse yet was that Amanda and Karla
agreed with Irene.
Chapter Eleven:
We all sat down where we had been sitting before. Amanda, Karla and Irene
shared their stories of life. The discussion was of men, love, husbands,
families, and children. Every integral component of being a woman was described
into full detail. I imagine this is what's called feminine bonding. Karla says
it's all part of being female. I had noticed that no one was impervious to their
claws, absolutely no one. Family, Friends, lovers and husbands were all fair
game to them. I felt privileged to be there, sharing this moment with them. It
was at that moment I realized I could never again be thought of by anyone as a
male.
The time had passed quickly as we talked. Lynn had woken up and was becoming
feisty. I tried to feed her again butt she would have none of that. We tried
walking with the same results. Lynn seemed to get more rambunctious with each
passing minute. I didn't want to go back to that house yet. What if that man was
there? What if………………, Oh My Lord, my husband was there?
Well it was time to pay the piper, Lynn wouldn't settle down. I thought that
if she were taken home she would settle down being in a more familiar
environment.
While my sisters packed up and helped Amanda straighten up, I placed Lynn
into her stroller. She seemed to calm down a bit. When she returned we left the
shop with Amanda walking with us to the Hummer. Within minutes we were ready to
go.
"Here are all my telephone numbers. If Karla and Irene can't be with you
call me immediately and I'll be there wherever you are." She said as she handed
me her business card with all the numbers on it.
On the road home Lynn started to wail. I was starting to get upset. No
matter what I did she got louder. I was sure every car that passed heard her
screams. Oh great, that's all we need is a cop to hear her. I can see the
newspaper headlines now 'Faux Woman/Mother Arrested For Child Abuse'.
We finally came to the Security Gates that opened by themselves. I hoped it
was just an electronic trigger and not by someone inside.
I held Lynn as Karla opened the house door and Irene unloaded the Hummer.
Lynn screamed the entire time and for the next hour. I tried everything
including trying to nurse her. I sang that seemed to work a bit but not
entirely.
In frustration I placed her in the crib. That seemed to make her cry more.
Nothing worked, and I began to cry. Nothing I did helped to calm her. I was
close to taking her to the hospital, as she might be sick.
The thought occurred to me that a bath might be the trick to calm her.
Holding Lynn I saw an intercom on the wall. I pressed a button that said kitchen
noticing that there must be an intercom station in virtually every room in this
house, outside and the gate system. Another panel next to it had a security and
panic buttons for the alarm system. Irene answered the call. I told what I
planned to do. We both decided it might work. All I could do was try it. Irene
had also said that she had spoke to mom, Sheila, Amanda and Tommy. They all
decided not to have me left alone in the house. All of them including mom said
they would be spending time with me. She also said that they didn't know of my
new form except for Amanda.
I carried Lynn into the Master Bedroom. I laid her gently on the bed that I
hadn't made yet. I thought to myself, another chore. I took all of Lynn's
clothing off, then my own, covering myself with a robe. Wait what was that?
Silence, Lynn stopped crying.
I picked her up into my arms walking to the Bathroom. Having walked over to
the Jacuzzi, I turned on the water being very aware of the temperature. I had
learned in my previous life giving many baths to babies (Nieces and Nephews) to
always check the water temperature.
I then walked over to the commode and sat removing my robe while holding the
baby. I thought also that since Lynn had stopped crying maybe she was hungry.
She took my breast immediately and fed ravenously. At last quiet. When she
finished we both took a long bath with each other. I don't know which of us
enjoyed it more her or I.
Chapter Twelve:
Having been fed, bathed, dried, powdered and diapered, I put her into her
crib. Once she was covered she feel fast asleep. Oh thank the Heavens. I was
exhausted from the ordeals of today. I was totally drained of all my energy.
There was a buzzing sound coming from the panel in wall.
I pressed the talk button saying, "I was just going to call you. I need to
lie down for a bit."
"Go ahead I have to go to the grocery store. There were a few items I forgot
to get. I'm taking your SUV. I know how to open and close the gates. Have a good
nap, Sweetie. Oh and I'm going to take Karla home first."
"We'll be okay, Thank you for all the help. We love you, both of you."
I heard the giggling in the background. I thought about what I said. The old
me never in a million years would have said anything as mushy as what I said. My
lord I was screwed up. I went to the bed and lay down. I could have cared less,
if my husband appeared in the doorway finding me almost naked in bed.
That's a thought. Maybe we could make love. Holy Shit, what the hell am I
thinking? It has to be those damn hormones! Or was making love a need? There was
absolutely too much to deal with right now. I really needed to rest. My thoughts
drifted to Gordon MacGregor.
The few times we had met in my previous life I thought of him not as a
business acquaintance but as a friend. He is young, very handsome, witty, and
intelligent. The proverbial prized catch for any woman. I didn't know that he
was even married or had a child. It was never mentioned at the dinners we shared
at the athletic club or on the Golf Course or the bed we shared (Okay so now you
know! I'm, err was bisexual.). I know that I told everyone that we were only
business acquaintances, so I lied a bit. We were/are friends.
My mind shifted back to the baby; would I be able to hear her? Oh yes
especially with her lungs. Would that man show up again? I certainly hoped he
wouldn't that would have to be dealt with. What about Amanda, what or who was
she really? My Lord, how about the rest of my family? I can hear the taunts now.
What the hell do I care what they think or say? I didn't have anything to do
with this change. Could the change have been medically or genetically
predetermined? I doubt it! I had to embrace this new life in its entirety. As a
matter of fact I am beginning to enjoy my new status.
I went back to the thoughts of making love as I drifted off to sleep. My
fears fled from the niches of my mind. My dreams were of being the most perfect
woman, wife, lover, and mother. I slept the sleep of the innocent.
Several hours later I awoke on my right side. My left breast was touching my
right one. I touched my nipple of the left breast sending a stimulating,
arousing charge of electricity throughout my body. It was like nothing I had
ever experienced before or imagined. I had always had the fantasy to be a woman,
to feel all the joys of being a woman, to have a man inside of me making love to
that man pleasing him as he pleased me.
In my days of youth I would try to emulate the female of our species in both
action and dress. My female family members suspected me of these actions but
never said a word, even if their borrowed clothing were stained and in
disrepair. I would even have sex with a man if he were interested in me. It
wasn't for love. It was just down and dirty sex. I had also done this while I
was married. That was the main reason of my divorce. I could never repress my
feelings or my needs until later in my life after being divorced.
Touching my breast again I felt the raw emotions stir between my loins. I
felt an explosive need that I had never experienced. I was not in control of
this body as I was with my male form. In that form I was strong with no
insecurities. I was effective and decisive. Now I was non-secure, non-effective
and non-decisive. Was this a common factor with all females? I hardly doubted
it! I thought that perhaps it was a matter of hormone adjustment and
self-control. Perhaps it was due to the lactation. Were the stirrings due to me
being a teenager? Well………Um perhaps, it has been so long I had forgotten what a
teenager feels and never what a female teenager feels in those emotions until
now.
Chapter Thirteen:
My thoughts were interrupted by noises I heard outside. I quickly was
dressed in the clothes I had on earlier. In minutes I was fully dressed I didn't
wish for anyone to see me in just the robe I had worn earlier. I checked to see
my reflection in the mirror making sure I looked as what I appeared to be. I was
pleased to see that all was on the correct way but adding a coat of lipstick.
Proceeding down the hallway and down the stairs I jumped skittishly at a
pounding at the front door.
The pounding increased as I crept closer to the door. My fear rose to
epidemic proportions. I looked out the peephole seeing it was that demented man
yet again. How did he get through the gates?
"Let me in Bitch, now!" He yelled while I backed away from the door in yet
further fear. ‘All that guy had to do was break any window and he was in,’ I
thought. There wasn't a damn thing to protect the baby and myself with. I saw
the fireplace and its tools. There it was a poker! I ran to get it.
Within moments I ran up the stairs, down the hallway running in my dainty
feet to the baby's nursery locking the door behind me. It was then I heard glass
shatter, I was trembling. Seeing the panic button on the wall I pushed it hoping
it would summon the police quickly.
A voice came from the panel saying, "Mrs. MacGregor? Are you alright?”
"Please, oh please hurry! Someone's broken into my house! I can hear them
coming up the stairs! Please help!" I yelled as tears came from my eyes.
"The police have been notified. Stay there in the nursery. Let them handle
the situation. We'll be here until they arrive, also we're recording everything
that's said."
Lynn stirred, I ran quickly to her picking her up into my arms. I didn't
hear the footfalls so I assumed that he stopped to catch his breath.
All at once the door exploded inwards as the frame shattered. That man stood
in the hallway, eyes bulging, bleeding from his arms and hands clenched.
"Stay back! Stay away from us!" I screamed.
The man had a maniacal smile as he stepped closer to Lynn and me. I was
holding Lynn with one arm and holding the poker behind my back hidden from view.
"Stay away, you son of a bitch!" I screamed as he kept getting closer. He
had his arms outreaching for me as I held my ground not moving in the least. He
came closer, that was when I swung out with the poker striking him on the side
of the head with it. He staggered away from us upon impact with the pig iron
eventually falling on his face. I thought that I killed him and ran to the door.
I ran with the child close to my breast. Somehow, that maniac remained lucid
enough to grab my leg as I ran. He made me fall; bringing me to my knees,
dropping the poker out of reach, but the baby was unhurt. I screamed more and
louder through my tears.
The man had fought off unconsciousness from the wound I had given him. He
grabbed my hair as he got to his feet, pulling me with him as he curled his lips
saying, "Bitch, I'm going to kill you and the brat. First, I'm going to screw
you in every hole you have. Then I’ll cut your throat to watch you bleed. I'm
going to enjoy watching the both of you die."
He dragged me to my bedroom pushing us onto the bed. Lynn was screaming at
the top of her lungs. I was more concerned about the baby. The man just stood at
the foot of the bed.
He once again came closer to me with caution; he ripped off my dress, bra
and slip. All I had on were my panties, garterbelt, hose and shoes. I could see
the lust and craziness in his eyes. My fear of this person was immense.
"Are you having a good time? Do you feel sexy? You sure do look sexy. You
stole my life, my baby! I'm taking it all back now!"
"Please the baby! Don't hurt us! What do you want?"
"I want my life back! I want my baby back you whore!"
When he said that I saw an opening. My foot was between his legs. In a split
second my foot traveled to his crotch making full contact with the family
jewels. When he went to his knees, retching, clutching his privates in severe
pain, we ran from the room.
The baby and I were about to descend the stairs when we heard a shout from
the front area of the house. Clutching little Lynn to my breast we ran down the
steps as fast as we could into the arms of my brother Tommy and my mother.
What's going on? Are you okay?
Chapter Fourteen:
The man went back to the nursery getting the poker still holding himself
between his legs. He went back to the staircase running impervious to his pain.
I heard him first then looked up seeing he had the poker upraised.
Screaming I yelled, "Tommy, look out!"
Tommy pushed the baby and me into my mother's arms as he turned to meet the
attacker. Swiftly and decisively he had our attacked disarmed and unconscious on
the floor. The protection the baby and I sought came! Also the cops finally
arrived with their blare of sirens. (At least they showed up.)
"Mom, please take baby Sis upstairs, get her dressed. I have a feeling there
are going to be many questions asked. I'll keep them busy until you're ready."
My brother said.
Mom took me to my room with little Lynn in my arms. She sat me on the bed
holding us protectively. I could hear shouts, some fighting and finally the
closure of handcuffs. Finally the cops read the man his Miranda Rights as he was
being led unceremoniously away to an awaiting Meat Wagon (Paddy Wagon)
"Don't say a word until they've all left us. Are you and my Granddaughter
okay? Let me have her. You go get dressed, dear." mom said softly as the baby
sobbed softer.
Oh shit, I thought when mom's in that frame of mood I was in really deep
shit. When she's like that with the girls all is fine and well. Oh well, what
can I say?
I gave her little Lynn and walked to my closet. I found a denim blouse and
mid-length skirt trimmed in red. I put these on quickly and went to the bedroom
tucking my blouse into my skirt.
"Where's your bra and slip young lady? Put them on please."
Here we go again, her voice was all sugary. I didn’t comprehend that she had
called me a young lady. Going to my dresser I found another red bra and slip
similar to the ones ripped off of me. Removing my blouse I put on the bra and
hiked up my skirt stepping into the slip. I lowered my skirt and re-buttoned my
blouse. I looked at mom almost fainting. She was smiling at little Lynn and me.
"Well you finally gave me a granddaughter albeit under strange circumstances
and a very gorgeous granddaughter at that. Are you going to tell me what
happened? I heard the story from Irene and Karla but I would like to hear it
from you my darling daughter." She said as her eyes twinkled with merriment.
I told mother everything from start to finish. I even told her of my sexual
proclivities. She knew or sensed that I was different. As we spoke we seemed to
get closer. I was also starting to hear her words and thoughts in my mind before
she spoke them. Now what the hell was going on?
I took Lynn from my mother's arms, as I knew she needed to be changed and
fed. Oh the aroma of loaded diapers. She accompanied me to the nursery to change
Lynn's diaper. All the baby did was giggle the whole time. She was back to her
old happy self.
Taking her to the rocker I prepared myself for the suckling. I draped a
shawl over my shoulders. As soon as Lynn attached herself, I started singing to
her and gently rocking.
Mother approved by saying, " If I hadn't of seen it I would not have
believed it. It's not even 24 hours and you've adapted to motherhood. You surely
should have been born female even though you played the female role often
enough. Do not lie to me you've been doing it since you were a child. At least
you remember the songs I sang to you, now you can sing them to your daughter."
All I could do was smile. I've received the greatest praise of my life from
her. She left the room as I changed Lynn to my other breast. I detached Lynn
from my breast, taking her to the awaiting crib. She was fast asleep as I
covered her. I gave her a kiss leaving silently out the door and straightening
my clothes.
Going down the stairs I heard loud voices coming from the kitchen. When I
appeared in the doorway my brother Tommy came and gave me a sisterly kiss. Was I
ever shocked!
"Are you and my niece alright Sis? Mom and I tried to get here as fast as
possible. We knew you were alone so Irene could do some errands. We both decided
to be with you after the confrontation with that creep this morning.
The cops stuffed that asshole into the meat wagon. They're going to really
throw the charges at him. If they don't I'll have their asses and badges."
I sensed another person in the room other than family that finally spoke
saying, "Ma'am could you please tell me what happened. We responded after your
alarm company notified us of a home invasion, possible attempted rape that could
lead to a homicide. One of our cars is picking up the recorded tape of the crime
as we speak."
I told the cop everything that I could remember all the way to running into
my brother and mother.
"Sir, may I ask who you are."
Well first of all I'm Arlene's brother Thomas Fitzhugh Foster."
"Aren't you a prosecuting attorney for the D.A.'s Office in L.A.?"
"Yes I am, along with being the attorney for my family. I am also the
attorney for my sister Arlene, my baby niece Lynn and her husband Gordon
MacGregor."
The cop had a strange look on his face as Tommy spoke. When he dropped his
pen on the floor his hand was shaking. Oh the power Tommy has to make others
fear, no on second thought to respect him.
"Do you know who the perp is?"
"No, he had been stalking the house and us all day. He threatened me earlier
at a mall shopping center."
"When was that?"
"Early this morning, two of my sisters were there and a business owner."
"Did everyone hear him threaten you?"
I told him the answer was yes. The cop said he needed all the names of the
people as witnesses. When I said Amanda's name Tommy and mother's face turned
white and then impassive. That perplexed me. How did they know Amanda? I
remained quiet with that knowledge. The one thing was I was ready to cry again
after bring up the scene upstairs.
While my mother and brother tried to console me a man walked through the
kitchen doorway. It was Gordon MacGregor! As I gazed at his face it seemed to me
that I had seen it before. Last night! The face was basically the same as the
woman I left the bar with. What the hell was this all about? I decided to remain
quiet until we were alone but I felt faint.
"Who are you?" the cop asked.
"That's my husband, Gordon MacGregor. Darling, I'm so glad you came home." I
said as he came over to kiss me. Wow! That kiss made me forget everything that
had happened to me today.
"Darling I received a telephone call from the alarm service. Are you and the
baby alright? Hello Mother, Tommy thanks for helping Arlene."
"We're fine, just shaken a bit."
Now what the hell is going on? My mother and brother know Gordon MacGregor!
Now all I need is for Sheila, Karla, Irene and Amanda to walk in.
Chapter Fifteen:
I stared at Gordon not knowing what to say. The cop said he was finished and
said that the investigators would contact me. Sure more cops, just what I needed
more questions. He left a card with his name, telephone number and case number.
At this time I wanted answers and quickly. This was starting to become a Grade B
Science Fiction movie. Finally he left with Gordon and Tommy escorting him.
I told my mother that I needed to lie down. I was still shaken up after the
event of the day. I gave her a kiss and went to check on Lynn first. As I walked
I was becoming angered by the minute. I felt as I was being drawn into a
conspiracy of sorts. Why all the secrecy?
Lynn was still asleep. I picked her up into my arms and went to the rocker.
I sat down with her and loosened the buttons of my blouse and my bra, giving her
my breast. She opened her eyes just briefly taking my breast to suckle. I
covered us with the shawl, slowly rocking the chair and sang to her softly.
"I like that picture, would you like to be in it permanently?"
I saw it was Gordon standing in the door. The shoulders may be wider and
hair flatter, more masculine, but the eyes were a dead give away along with his
height. He was the she of last night. I was positive!
"Your mother and brother said they and the rest of the family would be over
tomorrow."
"That was you last night, wasn't it? Why me? What is this all about? How did
this happen to me? How did you do it? Don't you dare say magic! Don't you even
say you're E.T.!"
My anger had to be kept in control. Gordon knew I was angry. I didn't want
to disturb Lynn; she had enough for one day. She needed to be loved and
mothered. Still I still wanted to kill the son of a bitch in the doorway. I was
also very afraid of him. If he could do this to me I probably could turn me into
a rock or another inert object to keep me quiet.
"I'm truly sorry to involve you like this but I was desperate. Lynn needed a
mother, and I needed a wife. We were compatible before so I chose you."
"Look I know you've had a rough time but………"
The doorbell rang. "The men are here to repair the glass and the Security
Gates. After they leave we'll finish our conversation. I promise you.
"Why should I believe anything you say after all the deceptions? Where were
you when we needed you?"
"I did promise you. Please we’ll speak about it later."
"Okay, for some reason my intuition says to believe you. Let me take care of
the baby and you take care of our house."
When I said that Gordon gave me a strange look and raised an eyebrow as
Leonard Nimoy did when playing Mr. Spock in the old original Star Trek series.
All I hoped was Gordon didn't have green blood, pointed ears or strange mating
rituals.
Before he could say anything the doorbell rang again. He smiled and left the
baby and me in the nursery. I sang a few more songs to Lynn before putting her
into the crib. I knew I would be back later for another feeding. I tucked her
in, gave her a kiss and turned toward the doorway. I was so tired I left my bra
and blouse unfastened.
I saw that there were bloodstains in the carpet with a trail to my bedroom.
I knew that it had to be cleaned but I didn't know how to remove them myself. I
made a mental note to find a rug cleaning company to do it. I'll find one later
or call mom about how to remove the bloodstains.
I walked to my bedroom and cleaned the remnants of my ripped and shredded
clothing off the floor placing it into the trash can in the bedroom. By the time
I was finished I thought of taking a shower. Removing all my clothes gathering
my dirty clothes and putting on my robe I padded into our bathroom. The dirty
clothes were placed into the Laundry Chute and I stated the shower, adjusting
the shower water, taking the robe off, unbraiding my hair and getting into the
stall. The water felt amazing hitting my skin. It rejuvenated me taking the
stress and soreness of the day away. I stayed under the spray.
Chapter Sixteen:
As the relaxing water hit my body I started to look back on this day. The
events were traumatic to say the least. I needed to sit down, as I was getting
dizzy. I remembered the Sauna bench and adjusted the water so it would hit me
while sitting on it.
Not realizing I sat down with my knees together and my legs at a forty-five
degree angle and my back erect. The hot spray of water was hitting me primarily
in the chest and face area. It stung a bit hitting my breasts but I didn't care.
I leaned against the wall with my shoulders and head closing my eyes. I began to
block everything from my mind.
I must have fallen asleep in there. I felt firm, strong, manly hands holding
me against a very manly chest. My eyes few open in alarm.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to wake you. I needed a shower after dealing with
the contractor. I didn't know you were in here until I stepped in and saw you.
You looked as if you needed to be held and cuddled."
He had his arms around me, I liked, no, I loved the feeling of safety and
security he offered. I cuddled further into him against his nude, firm body. It
was just as I recalled for our past love making events when I was a male. I
hadn't felt this way in decades.
Gordon adjusted himself and gave me a longing kiss, which I returned
greedily. When we broke the passionate kiss I thought about infidelity on his
part after all I looked like Arlene, had all the right parts but mentally I
wasn't the true woman Gordon had married or the mother of his baby.
"Yes you are Darling. You are Arlene for now and forever. You are the mother
of Lynn and will always be there for her and for me."
What the hell………? He could read my thoughts? It was just like before when I
thought I heard my mother's thoughts earlier.
"Um………Yes I do have that ability as do you and so will Lynn. Didn't Iris or
Amanda tell you?"
I bolted upright saying, "Wait a minute, my mother and Amanda! How………?" I
must have had the look of disbelief, no astonishment on my face.
"I guess we should discuss this. It will take a bit of time. Let's dry off,
get dressed, eat and go to the den. Supper should be ready soon."
Gordon took me by the hand, first turning off the water in the shower. He
dried me then himself, placing the used towels into the laundry chute.
I was led back into the bedroom where fresh undergarments were laid out onto
the bed as were a pair of black satin lounging pajamas and robes for the both of
us. He was a busy boy I thought. This was a kind and thoughtful gesture as was
preparing a meal for us. I better be careful of what I thought from now on.
I was dressed in minutes, dried my hair tying it back into a ponytail and
applied very light makeup to my face. I put on the mules by the bed. Gordon just
smiled as he waited for me taking my hand into his leaving the room.
Entering the kitchen the table was set and candles were lit on it. The aroma
of cooking food made me realize that I really had not eaten at all today. My
stomach growled in anticipation. Now that was embarrassing, but Gordon just
laughed as he seated me at the table.
"I hope you don't mind, I really didn't cook this meal. I had it prepared
and delivered."
I was speechless; in all honesty I still thought that this man was a
romantic. I loved it. It didn't matter if he or a restaurant prepared it.
As we dined on the delectable array of seafood, I tried to get him to tell
me what was happening. All he said that after we ate we would talk. Our
conversation became more generalized as I avoided any mention to what had
happened.
We finished our meal, cleaned up the kitchen and blew out the candles. He
once again took me by the hand leading me into the den.
We both sat on the couch next to each other with his arm around my shoulder.
I once again felt that safety of him being near me. It felt right, it was right.
"Okay so how did I get this body? What's this all about?" I said softly as I
leaned my head into his chest cuddling more into him.
"I don't know where to start."
"I think at the beginning, Sweetie."
I raised my head slightly and saw Amanda coming into the den. My jaw almost
hit my boobs.
"Please Sweetie, you're going to swallow an insect with your mouth hanging
open like that."
"Hello Mother, I glad you arrived finally." Gordon said.
Mother? Now I was really bewildered.
"Yes my dear Arlene, I am Gordon's mother and your mother-in-law now." She
came to the couch giving Gordon and me a kiss.
"Yes Dear daughter of mine and Gordon is now my son-in-law."
Turning toward the doorway again was a woman and a man that looked just as
my mother and father had looked when they were oh so much younger.
Perplexed was not the word as they came giving us a kiss. Lord, even my
father showed affection that he never showed to me growing up.
"Sweetie, I know you're confused. We all had a hand in what happened to you.
This was decided by the elders of our council to help Gordon and you for the
sake of Lynn to one day perpetuate our heritage." Amanda said,
"Dear, although we do look human and essentially are. Our species has
evolved to be able to do or have certain abilities that are not the norm of
those on this planet." Mother said.
I jumped to my feet saying, "What a minute, are you trying to tell me that
you are, we are, My Favorite Martians or Invasion of the Body Snatchers? Which
ones are we?"
"Oh calm down, Stop the theatrics and sit down Honey. It’s nothing so
drastic as you think. There's no invasion force coming and we do not have that
type of aggressiveness toward other species. " My father said.
"Tommy Sr., Iris, I think a moment of our history may be beneficial.
Arlene dear, we came from another star system as you may have already
gathered. Our planet was dying, as was our sun. As you know or learned the sun
gives us life as does water. Our world and culture were based upon the seas; our
food and all necessities came from the seas. Your enjoyment of seafood is part
of our culture
It was decided to send explorers out to find a planet where we could live.
That planet had to have the nutrients of what we considered essential to live.
Our society had the technology to do space exploration to find the world or
worlds to exist and thrive. We had never ventured into other star systems, as
there was no need for us to do this. We had all the star charts from the various
traders that visited our world.
Our scientists had calculated our people had many centuries to find another
home world and move our people to it. Unfortunately, our scientists made a
miscalculation. We designed and constructed one hundred Mother Ships that would
support twenty five thousand explorers, that's two point five million people
total, a small percentage of our planetary population.
We had made all the necessary preparations, and launched our ships,
splitting into five groups. We were prepared for any eventuality for the hazards
or hostilities we might encounter. It was then when we were at the fringes of
the next system that we saw the one event we weren't ready for. That was the
destruction of our planet by a piece of our sun that had exploded prematurely.
We all mourned those left behind and had perished. Decisions were made to
form a council of elders that were comprised of the each of the ship's captains.
All the explorers on all of the ships voted and agreed to the governing
council. Our squadron had twenty members of the sub-members of the council with
one leader the Group Squadron Leader. The head council of elders was or is
comprised of one each of the of the Group Squadron Leaders. This is our High
Council of Elders.
A decision was made by all of us to travel the stars as one, all two point
five million of us, to share all our resources if needed. We might have been
without a home world but our technology, culture and society survives.
During our travels we had met others, not like us, non-humanoid and some
like us that were humanoid. Some of our people stayed on other worlds if they
were invited but mostly we remained intact.
We at last came upon this star system. We monitored this planet having
received electromagnetic signals from it. The people that lived here were
primitive in their technology and could be savage at times. Essentially it was
close to our own world and our needs. We had no intentions to conquer it or
eliminate the inhabitants. We wanted to share it.
We needed more interactions with those that populated this wondrous world.
Over the span of decades we sent our scout ships to monitor the populace. We
monitored everything we could to learn all we could to see if we could blend
into their diverse societies and cultures. We found out that we could without
detection.
We hid our Mother Ships on or near other planets in this star system. Scout
Ship by Scout Ship, Shuttle by Shuttle, we descended to blend in, never to
invade but to live and survive. We each made lives for ourselves and for our
families. We still do have our councils but we also adhere to the laws where we
inhabit. Some of us have interbred with these planetary inhabitants. We have
shared technology with them although covertly leading them to believe that they
were the ones that developed it. Our intentions are not to disrupt their fragile
societies. Again I stress we try to assist. We at times plant the seeds to let
them cultivate and harvest the rewards for all humankind.
The humans of this planet have short longevity while we tend to live much,
much longer. When they reach the age of sixty they are considered senior
citizens while we are still, what they refer to as teenagers or pre-teens. We
must appear that we age to avoid detection."
My mind spun out of control. The questions formed then retreated suddenly
into the void.
Chapter Seventeen:
"Are you saying that I'm different?"
"Oh yes Sweetie, we all are! When we achieved speeds beyond the speed of
light, combined with traversing wormholes, we evolved somewhat. What had caused
the evolution can only be guessed. We believe it was caused by a sort of
radiation that we could not shield ourselves from.
Of course we are humanoid still, but with a twist. We have the ability to
change shape as well as the form of others and ourselves. We cannot take the
form of animals, plants or inanimate objects. We can change to other people or
even change our sex. We have the ability to change those of this species on
earth too. We can totally become someone else at will. Our scientists theorize
this could be a normal path in our evolution it may be also a path to the
inhabitants of this planet. Instead of hundreds of years the radiation
accelerated our evolution very suddenly. In no way do we consider ourselves
superior to anyone and neither will you.
Your mother, Iris told me that you have reached the ability to communicate
with your mind. I noticed that ability at my shop but kept quiet. That is
another of our gifts. The jewelry I gave you measures your abilities; you have
surpassed all of us thus far in the data that was accumulated and studied.
Another gift was Lynn. Gordon loves you so much that he allowed you to
impregnate him. He carried Lynn to term by becoming both male and female then
birthing her as any woman would. Yes Sweetie, Lynn is your daughter."
"If Lynn is my daughter then who is the man that says he is the real
Arlene?"
"That is a person we had found to portray Gordon's wife until we sensed you
were ready to assume the role of wife and mother. His memory patterns had been
altered not to remember anything about Gordon, you or Lynn but something had
gone wrong causing him to become psychotic. He was to help draw suspicion away
from Gordon having a baby. He was made into your present form, which in reality
is your real form and genetic structure. We did not foresee the problems that
would occur to you or Lynn. We have but two choices with him; destroy him or to
have that person committed to psychiatric care. We prefer the non-violent way.
We cannot take a life needlessly it is not our way as your father said."
Holy Crap, I screwed an E.T., the E.T. screwed me and had my baby, wait a
minute I'm an E.T. too. My thoughts ran wild. Confused was an understatement. I
needed to think! I needed breathing room!
I ran from the den, through the house, to the kitchen. I ran out the kitchen
door to the deck patio. For an unknown reason I took off all my clothing and
dived into the pool. The water engulfed my body giving me the required peace and
solitude I needed. I started to feel recharged mentally. It was as if the water
had metaphysical properties to heal me, to know who or what I really am.
I wasn't an imaginary comic book, movie, or television character with
amazing powers. I am a human with abilities that any human would covet. I was
flesh, bone and blood, yet I could manipulate it. I had memories of a past life,
now I had memories of a new life. I was a man, then a woman. I have the genetic
structure of a woman yet I was a man. I have a husband but I wasn't married. I
have a daughter but I didn't birth her, yet she was mine.
I made peace with myself, that peace was to accept myself as I am now.
'Arlene, get dressed and please come back to the Den.' the thought roared
into my head. It was from Amanda.
Getting out of the pool and dressed, I began to walk back to the Den.
Entering I sat next to Gordon taking a hand of his into mine. Both of us smiled
with me giving him a kiss.
"Are you feeling better? I really do love you, we both need you Darling,” he
whispered softly.
I felt a bit embarrassed at this open display of affection in front of his
mother and my parents. I also felt that my life until now was a lie or a
tremendous fantasy. My life until then was like a teenager that had been totally
out of control. Could I assume the responsibilities of being who and what I was?
Could I accept my birthright?
"Yes Sweetie, we feel that you can handle the responsibilities. No, your
life previously was a learning experience to prepare you. What we dumped onto
you proved you could sally forth to the situation." Iris my mother said.
"Honey, let's face all the facts. As a man you were a failure. Your personal
life was a mess, although your business or career life was doing well. Even your
own family members thought you were on the road to self-destruction. Your
sisters and brother wanted to help you and you pushed them away." My father
said.
“If you walk away now the High Council of Elders has decreed you be mind
wiped, if that is done it may destroy you physically. I beg you to accept the
gifts that have been granted. You are to be presented to the High Council in one
month for you decision. As your mother-in-law and your mother we have been asked
to mentor you." Amanda added solemnly.
Chapter Eighteen:
What the hell was a mind wipe? Presented to the High Council for a decision?
Acceptance of my gifts? What were my Gifts? All I could do was try.
"Gordon and Daddy, will you help me also?"
I knew at once that Gordon would, by the kiss he gave me and the way he held
me to him.
"Honey, I think by now you realize we, each and every one of us will.
For the first time in my life, I went to my father and kissed him as any of
his daughters would. I was back in the family fold once again.
On this note Amanda said, "I think that our purpose has been completed here.
I think that we should leave so that they can have some time to themselves and
our granddaughter."
On that note, Lynn began to cry. I gave them all a hug and a kiss before I
ran upstairs to take care of Lynn.
Picking her up I already knew she needed to be changed. Wow, was I getting
good at this diaper-changing thing. Within minutes she was cleaned, powdered and
changed, we even played as I was changing her. When I took her to the rocker
Gordon was standing in the doorway smiling.
"Did they leave yet?"
Sure, but you know our mothers, they wanted to come and help you."
I rolled my eyes, making Gordon laugh as Lynn started to feed from my
breast.
Gordon came over to us at the rocker saying, " Are you angry about what
happened tonight?"
"I was, along with being scared senseless and very shocked."
"I was going to tell you myself. Mother was the one that felt we all should
tell you. She felt it was the responsibility of the family to support you. I
didn't agree at first but I saw her point later this evening."
"Okay, what other surprises do all of you have in store for me?"
"Please don't be that way. All of us look upon our abilities as gifts. We
don't use them for our own gain but to try to help others that do need the help.
Do you remember Professor Carlson?"
"Sure, the old crackpot had a revolutionary concept for the storage of
electrical power. Everyone in the investment industry has run into him at one
time or another. He was always trying to get the funds for his project." I said
as I shifted Lynn to my other breast.
"No one would help him. His theory was sound as was the prototype. I called
in a few of our scientific people to check it out. Well the storage device was
similar to those that we had on our ships. Sure it was crude with one or two
flaws but the man thought of the device without higher technological help. He
was worthy of assistance by us.
I helped him by getting a patent on the device. Several companies are
bidding to license his device. We have a few of our people helping him at his
laboratory to maintain his theory. This man may very well become the Thomas Alva
Edison of this century."
My admiration for Gordon increased. I could see he wasn't out for his own
gain. He was following apparently, what the High Council decreed as no
interference into the development of mankind on this planet.
Lynn had once again fallen asleep. I took her to the crib and placed her
into it covering her with the blanket. I kissed her lightly as did Gordon.
Together we stood by Lynn’s crib Gordon had his arm around my waist holding me
to him. This alone was worth what I had gone through today.
Gordon gently took my hand leading me from the nursery to our (our?)
bedroom. Ever so gently he took me into his arms and kissed me. My thoughts and
emotions were those of a woman with a man that she loved. I wanted and needed
him badly. I felt his emotions and passions grow climbing to the mountainous
summit. We were achieving the pinnacle of our emotions. I could feel the love he
had for me not the physical type of love but the mental type. There was a sexual
energy that I had never felt. There was a mental and physical bonding between us
as we merged into one being, one essence. I had never felt like this before with
any other lover. Was this a normal feeling? Was Gordon my true mate? Oh, I do
truly hope so!!!
The experiences I had were those that went beyond description.
Breaking the magic of our spell, I had to go relieve myself desperately.
Before entering the bathroom I stopped at my closet, I remembered that I had
seen several peignoir sets that I had seen hanging. I decided that if I was to
give myself bodily as a woman this night, to this man, I was going to be the
epitome of what is called femininely erotic.
This night we would be one as we had been before. Previously when we had met
there was something in me that said I wanted more. I had wished that we had more
time with each other now we have a lifetime to be with each other.
Chapter Nineteen:
I remembered the rituals of female preparation prior to being made love to.
I never expected that I was to be making those exact same preparations or to
have the same plumbing and hormones as any other woman of this world. Granted
that if I recalled what was said earlier that I have the ability to be whatever
sex I wanted to be. We’ll see, but I do have an idea that this is the form I
will and would prefer.
Brushing my hair, checking my make-up, adding perfume, I inhaled deeply to
relieve any tensions I had.
Gordon had set the mood by turning down the lights in the bedroom as I
entered. I thought that this man was very sensitive in his nature to do this,
setting a mood for us.
He walked toward me to finally embrace me within his loving and caring arms,
kissing me with a fervor I had not expected. All I can say is the nervousness I
felt earlier was for naught. Gordon was so very loving, and gentle with me;
again my love grew more intense for him. Our passions grew fiercer as we
lingered together. I wanted him; I needed him inside of me immediately. I wanted
us to have more children together, only this time I would bring our babies to
term.
Our lovemaking was so very intense, my sensory organs had peaked, and he
knew just what to do to arouse me to such great heights. I was on sensory
overload. Those heights brought forth a new meaning to joining as one in this
act of human nature, love and sexual need. Gordon knew of the needs this new
body of mine had. His nature was to fulfill all of my needs. I was now whole in
my existence as being his life partner. I was his and he was mine.
No more would I grieve for my former life. My new life and joys were those
of being Gordon’s mate, friend, wife and mother of his babies. We had both
experienced our connubiality of intimacy that married couples share together.
As we lay entwined in each other’s arms. I felt that this was right. This is
what I always should have been. I know Gordon can hear my thoughts. I wanted him
to hear them. My thoughts screamed that I truly did love him.
At first I was jealous of the first Arlene to have shared Gordon so
intimately. I also thought that it was of Gordon’s need of sex.
“Darling, she was not you. We never shared our bodies as you and I have. ”
Gordon said kissing me lovingly, and I returning that kiss.
I believed him. I think I would have felt any deceit on his part. Many times
that night we enjoyed each other’s bodies in so many ways. We never seemed to be
fatigued with our lovemaking marathon. Our mutual satisfaction was pleasing and
to be with each other in their arms.
We were resting and embracing after the throes of the night’s passions.
“Do you prefer me this way or the other when I was a male?” I asked Gordon.
“Oh no, from now on you’ll carry our babies. I love you but I do prefer you
to be this way. I had some really strange looks from clients and people in the
corporation not privy to my condition.
I was congratulated by those of the inner circle of our people and
co-workers that worked for me, now us.
My dear wife, although I do really love and care for you, you must do the
birthing for us.”
“Okay Sweets, but I want a full gorgeous wedding with all the trimmings,
guests, and wedding gown. You know the works. Now how do you plan to accomplish
that little feat? You’ve had the milk now you have to buy the cow.”
Before he could say anything Lynn woke up crying. I was dressed and running
down the hallway putting on my robe. I glanced at him briefly from the corner of
my eye. Gordon was nodding his head and had a gigantic grin on his face. I knew
deep in my mind that he expected what I had said. I may have his rings but I
wanted the legality of a wedding with me saying the words, I Do.
Walking into the nursery I saw the blood stains in the rug. That was a
reminder to me of what had happened to the baby and myself earlier. I shivered a
bit and hurriedly walked to the crib to take Lynn into my arms.
While we both got comfortable in our rocker I began to relive the events
that could have led to our demise. They were not pleasant thoughts. I had to
block those thoughts from my mind. I began to sing to my daughter those songs
that mother had once sung to all us children. The songs brought a tranquility
that we needed closing my eyes.
I must have fallen asleep in the rocker. I opened them as Gordon was gently
shaking me.
“I came to check on you when I didn’t hear you singing anymore. I’ll tuck
Lynn into bed while you go back to bed, Honey. Later we’ll talk some more.”
I handed Gordon our daughter Lynn after I gave her a kiss. As soon as I was
into bed I was asleep.
I awoke around 8am, I expected Gordon to be in bed with me. I turned my head
noticing he was gone. I remained in the comfort and security of my bed until I
heard the doorknob turn. The fear ran through me remembering the experiences of
the previous day. Did that man escape custody? I started to shake violently.
“It’s only us Sweetie. Are you awake?” Amanda said sweetly as she and my
mother (Their younger versions) walked into the room
“You know you scared the hell out of me. I thought that psychopath returned
to really kill us this time.”
“How are you feeling today? Gordon said to let you sleep but we have many
things to teach you. C’mon sleepy head get out of bed. First of all get a
bathing suit on.” Amanda said.
“Amanda…………?”
“Don’t talk back to your mother-in-law. Oh one other thing young lady I
taught you respect, you will address Amanda as mother just as you do to me.” My
mother said smiling.
“Alright mother I get the message.”
I was out of bed and making it up. What the hell was I doing? I never made
my bed. I had always left it for the housekeeper to do. Oh shit, I’m the
housekeeper now! Dishes! Dusting! Vacuuming! Oh my Lord, Laundry! Mom smiled as
she saw the look of astonishment on my face. She knew I had always been a slob
in my previous life. Now I’ve gone from slob to little miss perfect.
“Mother don’t you dare say a word, not one word, I saw that smile.”
I went to my dresser and saw that all the bathing suits I had were the
skimpiest of all the bikinis ever made, I’ve seen handkerchiefs that were
larger. After moving things around I found a red floral patterned one-piece suit
that I could live with.
I took the suit and retrieved a pair of beach sandals from my closet. Going
in to the bathroom I took a fast shower and cleaned myself from the previous
nights love festival. I had to admit I have never felt more alive in my life. I
was needed, loved and wanted by two people, my baby and my husband. I enjoyed my
new feelings although the emotions were hard to deal with at times.
I dried off with one of the very large bath towels not bothering to blow dry
my hair even though it was damp. I ran a quick brush through it brushing it
back.
Stepping into my swimsuit, adjusting my shoulder straps and breasts into the
cups. I looked into the mirror absolutely stunned at the reflection peering back
at me. The suit was cut high up at the thighs, the girl in the mirror had her
breasts almost falling out of the cups showing a large percentage of cleavage.
Each curve was highly accented. She could give any man an erection if he wasn’t
dead. I smiled and the girl smiled back. I admitted to myself that I was very
pleased with this new form. I decided to use just lipstick and no other make-up.
Slipping on the beach sandals I took one more look into the mirror being again
pleased with the image I saw and it projected.
Upon re-entering the bedroom I could see both my mother and Amanda had a
look of approval on their faces.
“Lynn's all ready for you downstairs with your secretary and chef. We mixed
up some formula and gave it to her this morning. She didn’t have any problems
with it.” Amanda said.
Secretary, housekeeper, chef? I have a housekeeper and I made the bed? Where
was she yesterday? My confusion must have been noticeable on my face.
“Yes dear, you have a housekeeper, secretary, chef and chauffeur. And your
housekeeper is off today. The Nanny doesn’t come for several months. So now you
have complete household staff to help you. Yesterday was their day off.”
Damn, I forgot about that ability. I’ll have to be more careful in what I’m
thinking. How in the hell do I block anyone from hearing my private thoughts? I
felt like a child learning how to roller-skate or ride a bicycle for the first
time.
“You’ll learn darling. It takes time and practice. We all had to learn the
techniques as will you.” Iris said.
Amanda handed me a wrap and taking me by the arm leading me out the bedroom
with my mother following closely behind us.
Instead of going into the kitchen, I was taken to the dining room where a
buffet had been set up. In my old body I was virtually a pig that ate anything
that clogged my arteries. I was careful as now I have a baby to take care of as
well as myself. I ate healthy this morning but in haste. I wanted to learn all I
could my, survival depended on my learning. I wanted to see and be with my
daughter and Gordon for many years. My Lord did I just say that?
Oh hell yes I did! What was wrong with saying or thinking that?
In my mindset I had to be a very strong individual to come to terms with my
two lives. I had to forget my past and look toward the future no matter what it
held. In my past I was very rapacious putting myself above all others and
things. Most of my regrets were in the lack of communication with my immediate
family. I tended to be very materialistic especially with my past divorce. She
took everything I had, from my hidden retirement accounts to the dog. I was
depressed for months after that episode of my life. I was involved with the use
of all the heavy drugs, solidly addicted to alcohol and the use of sex as a toy
to be pleasured and to please. It was from there that my path of destruction was
evident to those around me. I refused all help from anyone, as I didn’t feel I
had a problem. There were things or thoughts subconsciously that I could not
retrieve. Perhaps this is the reason or reasons of my depravations. In truth I
was never a man but a mirror image or doppelganger of one. I may have had the
genitals but could not face the reality of life. I just don’t know.
The past was the past now I look forward to my new life and future. I had to
succeed in my skills, as this was the first time in decades that I have felt
loved and needed by anyone. I have everything going for me now, a husband that
loves me and a daughter that needs me. I have been brought back into the folds
of the family I deserted. Yes, I have no regrets coming into this life although
my thoughts did stray to the man that wanted to kill Lynn and me. Would he gain
his freedom? Would he try to kill us again if freed? I was near a panic state
again from my fears.
Gordon and my brother Tommy would never allow that man to ever have his
freedom again. Once again I had to learn all I could to protect Lynn and myself
from any dangers we may face.
I gazed at the smiling faces of Amanda and my mother. I knew they heard my
thoughts. I was glad they did hear them. I wanted them to know that I intended
to be their star pupil.
We three left the table going directly to the kitchen. A middle-aged lady
dressed in the white clothing and hat of a chef was occupying the baby. I felt
Amanda prodding my thoughts telling me that this woman’s name was Carmen
Esperanza and was from Barcelona, Spain. She has worked for Gordon for five
years and is a widow. Her two children are grown and still live in Spain.
“Good Morning Carmen. The Breakfast was superb as usual. Has Lynn been good
for you?” I said smiling.
“She has been no problem Senora. Are you going swimming as usual this
morning?”
“Yes”
“Do you wish for the baby to remain here?”
“No, She needs the air. Besides her grandmothers are here. They’ll make
excellent babysitters.” I said as I picked Lynn up into my arms.
“Paul and Eve are outside cleaning the pool for you, Senora.”
All I could say was thank you to her. She seemed to be a sweet lady by the
way Lynn was behaving she enjoyed her company. Children may be simplistic but
they frequently can sense whom they like or dislike.
We all walked through the door to the pool area. In daylight it was
impressive, as was the view of the ocean and its sandy beaches. The morning
light reflected from the water giving it a speculum effect. I had to just gaze
at the water it gave me the feeling of serenity that I required. It reached into
the depths of my substance. I was brought out of my daydreaming by a woman and
man coming toward us.
They looked to both be in their late twenties or perhaps their early
thirties. Both of them were of the same height at 5’9” or 5’10” inches tall with
dark brown hair and eyes. Neither appeared to have an ounce of fat on their
bathing suited bodies. They both smiled as they came over to us.
“Well Arlene are you ready to begin?” Paul asked.
I looked at both Amanda and my mother with a questioning look. Did Paul know
everything? I felt the panic setting in again.
“Ah Sweetie, Paul and Eve are just like us.”
Oh crap, two more that I had to keep my thoughts from. I looked quizzically
at Amanda and my mother.
“Would one of you mind holding Lynn for me?”
“Oh no Darling, She has to remain with you. Your mother didn’t know this
technique when you and your sister’s and brother were born on this planet.
Please get into the pool.” Eve said smiling.
This man and woman, together with my mother-in-law and my mother were to be
my instructors. Eve and Paul previously had been part of the security forces
with our ships. It was asked of them to accept the assignment of protecting Lynn
and me. It was explained to me that what had happen to us was an accident
causing the dementia of the man that attacked us. They had performed a mind wipe
of the individual and returned him to his previous form. Unknown to them the
person had a chemical imbalance causing the events that occurred. They had not
expected the man to return to the house or the confrontation that ensued. The
events that unfolded were a learning experience to all of us. It was decided at
a High Council meeting that I was to be protected at all times until I had was
fully trained in the abilities we possessed.
That morning I learned a great deal of our heritage, home planet, the
journey, customs and the gifts we had received through our evolution. I learned
how important water was to our society how all life came from it. I learned that
water was a rejuvenator to us. I saw for the first time the ecological
implications of pollution. I had learned that while maturing that we utilized a
larger portion of our brain then our cousins of this world. Our brains chemical
and electrical structures were stronger and therefore more intense.
I had learned that through the decrees of the High council of the Elders
that our gifts could be used to further enrich the lives of the inhabitants of
Earth but as was told before we could not interfere in the evolution of the
inhabitants. We were to share our technology in ways to have the inhabitants
believe their inspirations were their own. We could help in the enhancement or
refinement of their ideas but never tell anyone directly. This was done with a
gentle touch with our minds, perhaps at a business meeting when the inventor was
greeted.
I learned relaxation and concentration techniques that were necessary to
manipulate the gifts we acquired. I learned how to protect my thoughts from all
others, to allow them to know what I wanted them to know. It was similar to
building a wall around my mind to contain my thoughts. We called it a wall of
privacy.
During a brief interlude of my learning process and during the feeding of
Lynn my thoughts focused on the Einsteinian Theories, Tesla and other
scientists. I wondered what they would think of if they knew of us, our
knowledge and our abilities. I could see the wisdom of the Elders to let the
people on this planet evolve normally without interference. We are not gods but
human beings that have evolved.
I was astonished to find out fully of the gifts we received. If the people
of this planet became aware of them our safety would be jeopardy even though we
are a peaceful, non-aggressive society. Granted we could change our bodies to
mimic others but it was the other gifts that had far reaching implications or
consequences.
We have the ability to levitate objects altering the gravitational stability
and the molecular bonding of the object. As we mature the weights of the objects
we can lift and the range increase.
We have the ability to alter our molecular structure to become transparent.
Okay, we become invisible. The ability was caused somehow by our bodily ability
to be able to refract and absorb light through a chemical and electrical process
simultaneously. I was like a kid in a candy store that had limited money to
spend; I wanted everything. I thought of all the times in the past that I could
have used that ability. Oh the Woman’s Locker Rooms I could have visited or the
boardrooms of companies to get their inside information. Subsequently, I was
chastised by my mentors for those thoughts. I was told to proceed slowly and
with caution. It was then I thought of the folly of my thoughts and why there
were the safeguards or restrictions that the Elders had placed on all of us. I
grew up at that moment to realize the potentials and responsibilities I was
given.
I could see by the faces of those in the pool with me that my realizations
were at once correct. There was yet a gnawing feeling that I was still not
disclosed everything.
While we were in the pool, my sisters came, the three of them en masse,
Irene, Sheila and Karla. Each of them looked so much younger then I saw them
last.
“Well isn’t that a lovely sight to behold. Is she learning the techniques?”
Irene said smiling.
When Irene said those words I knew at once they were all involve in this
deception. I was angered but held my temper.
“You all knew! Why didn’t you confide in me?”
“Oh Calm down Sis. We were told to keep quiet. We also knew that you would
call Irene first for any help. That was predictable to your given nature.”
Sheila said
“You were told to be quiet? By whom Sis?”
“I still can’t say except it wasn’t by anyone present or by Gordon.” Sheila
said.
“What you are learning we learned decades ago the only difference was we are
not as gifted as you are. Your energies in comparison to ours are off the scales
and so are Lynn's abilities.” Irene said.
“In order to control Lynn's abilities you needed to become disciplined. She
will be a handful.” Paul said.
“Oh isn’t this great! I lose a life that I’ve built. I become a teenager
again and a girl no less. I’ll have Monthly Cycles and PMS now that I never had
before. I find out that I have assumed the role of a nursing mother. I found out
I’m married to a man that had our baby. I find out that we’re all Aliens not
just to this country, but also to this planet. I have a demented jerk that wants
to kill Lynn and me. I have unearthly abilities that the governments or
individuals would try to use for their own gain if discovered. If I don’t learn
to control my abilities I’ll be toast. What the hell else are you keeping from
me? I know, I’ll revert or evolve to an old movie monster from a Hollywood Grade
“B” movie. I know the INS will get me!” I said angrily.
I took Lynn and myself from the pool, I saw a privacy gate leading to the
ocean. I needed to get away from everyone just to be able to calm down. I
started to walk toward the gate when there was a tremendous burst of energy that
shattered the wooden gate to splinters. The force seemed to emanate from inside
the property forcing the wooden splinters away from us. I stood still terrified,
shaking with Lynn in my arms crying. My eyes were wide open in fear.
“Are you alright? Arlene?”
I couldn’t respond even though I heard and felt Paul close to me. What the
hell happened? Was I responsible for what had happened to the wooden gate? My
Lord, I’m a weapon! I could have killed someone!
“I’m going to take Arlene to the ocean. I need to calm her down. She’ll be
alright. Call Gordon and tell him what happened.” Paul said.
He took my arm and led my cataleptic body through the remnants of the gate
and to the beach. The three of us entered the waters of the ocean. I started to
come alive again; Lynn stopped her crying feeling the ocean waters and nestled
in my arms.
“Are you feeling better?” Paul asked.
All I could do was to nod my head signifying yes. I began to cry heavily
then started to compose myself.
“Gordon will be here soon, but all of us will stay here.”
I felt the presence of someone else close. The water was not altogether cold
in temperature as the waves broke against us.
“Are you Okay Sweetheart?” It was Eve.
“Sure, at least I think I am.”
“Remember the relaxation techniques we taught you.” Paul said.
We went a bit further into deeper water. I made sure that the water touched
Lynn but allowed her to breathe. The calming effect both of the water and waves
continued to wash over me. I felt the presence of Paul and Eve along with
another presence still.
I had never felt like this before, as there was a euphoric sensitivity that
enveloped us. I became myself slowly sweeping the emotion of fear from myself.
That fear appeared to leave Lynn too as she began to laugh and giggle.
I felt that presence again but now I was able to put a direction to it. It
came from the sea; I looked out to the direction it came from seeing noting.
As if on command four bluish gray dolphins leaped from the water no more
then twenty yards away from us. After their feat they walked on their tails over
the water, which to me was signifying a greeting to us. They put on a show for
us, the sea did not seem so bleak and foreboding, as it once seemed to be.
These creatures of the wild came to Lynn and me, nuzzling us with their
noises. I returned their greeting by petting their dorsal fin and around their
blowholes. These friendly creatures of the wild seemed to be drawn to us. They
swam to all of us playfully for at least fifteen minutes then going back out to
sea.
“It is said by the elders that dolphins hold the power of healing. To learn
from them the secrets to heal.” Paul said
We all turned to make our way back to the shoreline. I noticed that there
were people gathered near the homes on the beachfront. Every one of these people
waved to us in greeting. I heard some of the thoughts that they expressed that
this was the first time in many years that they had seen the dolphins come this
close into the shore or to be with people. I felt the joyous emotions emanating
from these people.
It was then that the people stated yelling to us. The yelling was close to
panicky screams for us to get out of the water quickly. Turning toward the sea I
saw a dorsal fin in the shape of a crescent moon with a bluish black color. I
had only seen that type of fin in books and at Seaworld. It was the fin of the
infamous Orca Whale also called the Killer Whale. Observing further I saw
several more coming directly toward us.
Mentally I was touched by Paul and Eve not to become distressed. I was told
to observe as these creatures were observing us. They had sensed and been told
by their cousins the dolphins we were different than most humans.
I knew there was the aspect of danger as I slowly extended an arm to the
lead Orca of the Pod. I touched its back and was rewarded by it turning over on
its side exposing it stomach area. Most animals if they show their stomach area
it meant surrender. I felt that this was a sign meaning, we accept you.
Each animal of the Pod, five in all, did the same to Lynn and me allowing me
to touch them. I touched all in greeting, I knew this was a significant gesture
by these creatures but I did not know what the significance was.
When all had been touched they swam off to the depths of the ocean they came
from. We all marveled at the graceful nature of all these creatures watching
them swim off.
“You did well in your first contact. We have to get back to the house now.”
Paul said vocally.
The crowds of people were still gathered and there appeared to be more
coming down the beachfront. When we were out of the water walking through the
sand many people expressed their opinions. Many of the neighbors said that was
the first time in many years that they had seen the Orca and Dolphins come this
close to the shoreline. They hoped that they would return again. They all
expressed the opinion that we were very fortunate not to have been hurt or
killed.
I was feeling euphoric after this event the elevation of this state was
increased by the people that had seen the event. My thoughts of distress of the
earlier events of my gifts took a backseat.
Chapter Twenty
Entering the kitchen everyone including Gordon was gathered around the table
having coffee or tea.
“You did well Darling. We’re all very proud of you.” Gordon said getting up
from the table, walking to me and giving me a longing kiss.
“Should we all leave so you two have some privacy?” My mother asked.
“I would have to assume that the decisions that were made were the right
ones.” Sheila said in a joking manner.
“If I had not seen it with my own eyes I would say the Senora is a different
person. She seems so much more relaxed. More kindness and love to everyone.”
Carmen said.
“Now Carmen, Mrs. MacGregor is the same person she’s always been.” Paul
added quickly.
“Okay if you say so. I’ll keep my opinions to me then.” Carmen said as she
went to the oven to check on its contents.
I gave a sigh of relief just as Lynn stirred letting me know she was hungry.
I asked for someone to get a covering for me so I could feed Lynn. Gordon went
to get a wrap leaving all of us.
I felt the slight pressure or push of someone trying to get my mental
attention. ‘You did well today we are so very proud of you.’ It was Paul I heard
in my thoughts.
‘What you’ve accomplished in a few hours took me weeks and months. Mom was
right that your gifts are very strong. We’re all very proud Sis.’ This time it
was Irene.
I felt the joys to accomplish what they wanted. I had learned quickly but
with very little caution. I had to learn to keep my anger controlled and to
apply what my gifts with caution. I mentally practiced with my wall techniques
as I waited for Gordon to return.
Gordon returned with my wrap from the nursery, draping it over my shoulders
and adding a kiss behind my ear. Due to the revealing nature of the suit all I
had to do was to pull my breast out of it.
My hungry daughter was firmly affixed in seconds as I made myself
comfortable as she fed. Not a word was said to me as Lynn fed. I did feel as if
we were being watched by all in the room. I didn’t mind after all it was a
normal maternal instinct to feed your young. I had just realized that Lynn was
awake throughout the morning without the napping as newborns usually do. Was it
perhaps the excitement? Or the preoccupation of the events that unfolded? At
least I know she will sleep longer this afternoon with a smile.
Her eyes were closing as she fed.
I decided to take her upstairs to the nursery to prepare her for a nap. I
made my excuses to everyone and went upstairs with her. Physically I was fine
but mentally I was exhausted. Going into the nursery I checked Lynn's diaper,
which needed to be changed. I laid her onto the changing table when I heard a
sound by the door. Looking over my shoulder it was Sheila coming into the room.
“Would you mind if I bathed and changed my niece for you?”
Moving out of the way, Sheila took over for me.
“Sis, I’m sorry for all that arguments that we ever had. That goes all the
way to when we were kids. Irene and Karla told Tommy and me how you adjusted so
quickly. I have to say Tommy accepted it but I seriously doubted it. You have
always been irresponsible throughout your life. It was one situation after the
other. How you never wound up in jail, prison or with A.I.D.s I’ll never know.
I stood quietly as she talked. I made sure that the wall around my thoughts
was there. I wanted to tell Sheila she was an egotistical bitch. She was always
the pompous one of the family conceivably this was due to her being the oldest.
Possibly she felt a responsibility to all of us kids. No matter what the reason
this was my house and my child. I was about to say that as Amanda and my mother
walked.
“You passed the test Sweetheart. You didn’t lose your temper and you
maintained mental privacy.” My mother said.
Test, privacy, temper. Oh Crap. This was a trap!
Sheila finished with Lynn handing her to me and giving us both a kiss. I
placed Lynn into the crib with just a light blanket covering her. I kissed my
baby and left the room going to my room. I was angered at first but given my
past behaviors I understood why it was needed.
I entered the bedroom, taking a robe and slippers from my bed into the
bathroom. I removed my bathing suit placing it in the shower to be handwashed. I
was in the shower in nothing flat removing the salt from Mother Ocean from the
bathing suit and me. Again the water rejuvenated me. Whatever anger I had was
leaving quickly.
I quickly finished my shower, hung my suit up to dry and dried off.
Quickly my hair was wrapped and I was in my robe and slippers going into the
bedroom.
I was ambushed! My sisters, mother-in-law, mother and Eve were in there
waiting. My smile left my face as I saw all of them gathered there waiting for
me.
“What all of you did wasn’t right.” I said going to my dresser.
“We know but we had to see your progression.” Eve said.
“Honey you’ve changed not just physically but mentally as well. By
estimation you utilize more of you brain than we do and far more than the
inhabitants of this planet. By rough estimation it exceeds seventy-five percent.
Why this happened we don’t know. Your daughter may have the same, as do you.
What you did to that wooden gate we could never have done. There is a
possibility that you caused a reaction all the way down to the molecular
structure, a chain reaction of events. Until you can control your gifts someone
must be with you either Gordon or anyone of us including Paul.” Mother said.
“Mother first of all I do not need a babysitter. Second…”
“No first, second or third Sweetheart you will do as Amanda, I, and Gordon
say. This is the one time I ask you to do this. You can jeopardize all of us on
this planet. This is now our homeworld; we have nowhere else to go except back
to our ships. Genetically these people are similar to us. Their world is similar
to the one we lost. The lives of millions are at stake! You do know there are
groups of individuals and agencies that would love to dissect that gorgeous
little body of yours.”
What mother said made sense. I was placed into a position I really didn’t
care to be in but I saw the point she made. If I didn’t learn the control
necessary it would draw attention to me and everyone associated to me. I further
saw that the decision of the High Council was correct, that also at the same
time if mind wiped I gave up my heritage, husband, child and family.
I have read for my earliest years how humans have been enthralled with
space. I have read also of the so-called conspiracies of the governments in
hiding the remains of spacecraft and their inhabitants. The involvement of such
places as Area 51 and Groom Lake that contain the remnants of those remains
there. Everyone has heard that governments have cut deals with the creatures of
those spacecraft for the technology they offer. Shit, I never thought that I
would be one of them. I have heard that there are those that seek interplanetary
species for many reasons but the ultimate outcome are to annihilate. To be
succinct, Holy Crap, Mother, there’s an alien in my bed and it’s me,
Help!!!!!!!!!!!
I all could do was to tell everyone in the room that I acquiesced to their
demands. As I was getting dressed my thoughts digressed to Lynn.
I remembered when growing up in my former form that my sisters, Tommy and I
had been hell raisers. If we thought that we could get away with something we
would try to. I always thought mother had an extra sense since we were always
caught in our lies to her first, and then Daddy (Daddy?).
If Lynn was to be anything like us as kids nothing would be safe. The
neighborhood would be decimated of anything living or non-living. I shuddered at
the thought.
“The thoughts of your childhood past, Huh?” Karla asked.
“How did you know?”
“You let your wall down. I think we all heard you. Please Sis you have to be
more careful. There are people and devices that are receptors, not only us.
Don’t worry as you progress in the training you’ll understand even more.”
I finished dressing in simple shorts, tube top and trainers. I brushed out
my hair, placing it in a ponytail. The only makeup used was a bit of lipstick. I
looked into the mirror and saw the vision of a fourteen to sixteen-year-old
girl. I thought to myself I’d better not drive. If I were stopped the cop would
think my Driver’s License was a forgery and arrest me.
“Well, don’t you look like the little teenager with hot pants. I think you’d
better stay away from all the high schools or the hormones will take control of
all the boys.” Irene said jokingly.
“Irene now stop teasing your sister, she looks fine. Arlene I would advise
you though to change clothes and your makeup before leaving the house.” Mother
said.
“Sure mother.”
I thought about saying something sarcastic but I decided to just agree with
them as we departed the room.
Walking down the hallway I asked Amanda saying, “Okay mother, why didn’t you
say anything in there?”
“I thought it best that you hear those words for your own mother and
sisters. You do realize that they are correct in everything they said. Don’t
you?”
“I understand more than you could ever imagine. I will maintain a proper
decorum.”
“Good! Sweetie now tell me, what’s this about wedding vows, dress and the
whole bit?”
Oh Crap, not again?
I told Amanda of the discussion that Gordon and I had as we walked. The rest
of the group must have heard the conversation when the decided to wait for us.
“Well according to the paperwork you both are legally married. But I can
also see your side of it too, Honey.” Amanda said.
“I can see Arlene's point also. The problem I see is how do we explain it to
those that attended the last wedding. Also the Press will pick up on the story.
I know that her Father would love to give her away in a ceremony.” My mother
said.
“How does Gordon feel about it?” Sheila asked.
“All he basically said was that anything I wanted and this is what I would
like. If there are problems such as the Press and others then I can wait for
another time.” I said with a long face that I copied from my sisters when they
really wanted something. Okay, so I could have told everyone Gordon is cut off
until I get what I want instead I pouted like a good little girl. The minute
everyone saw my pout they all laughed with Amanda and my mother the hardiest and
loudest.
As we entered the kitchen I ran to Gordon, wrapping my arms around his neck
to pull lips down to mine kissing him passionately.
“Is everything worked out now?” Gordon asked
“Sure Honey, I realized quite a bit.”
“Good we’ll talk later. Ah……um…I forgot to tell you something……”
“What did you forget now?”
“Well we have a formal engagement to go to.”
“A what? When? Where? And you forgot to tell me!” I said surprised.
I felt the anger starting to flow again. I thought I had the anger in
control as I felt it subside, then it gained in strength. I noticed that
everyone moved silently away from me. I trembled as I tried to gain further
control. I felt someone placing his hand on my shoulder, and take my hand. The
feelings I felt subsided as my anger diminished in intensity, as did the
physical trembling. I closed my eyes and concentrated all the more to regain
normalcy. I thought of a waterfall with all type of wildlife near it, some of
the animals playing, some drinking, predator and prey alike. These scenes made
me relax more. I succeeded! I placed the evil D’jinn back into its magic lamp
and sealed it.
“You did it my Love, You controlled it!” Gordon excitedly exclaimed before
he kissed me fervently.
“You did well Sis.” My sisters said in unison.
“Senora, did what por favor? Carmen said caught up in the excitement of the
moment.
We had forgotten all about Carmen. I didn’t want to lie to her and I didn’t
want anyone else to lie to her.
“Carmen, I think we had better talk. Please sit down with us.” I said.
My Mother was against this as was Amanda. Gordon, my sisters and I vetoed
them.
“Carmen you see I have some special abilities” I said
“Oh you meant like a, oh……what do call it a………..psychic?”
“Well maybe a little more. First you have to promise to me and to your God
that you pray to that you will not say anything to anyone outside of this
house.”
“Si Senora, you, mamacita and Senor MacGregor have been very good to me. I
have worked for him and his mamacita for over fifteen years. Never have I
discussed the strange happenings I have seen with these eyes.”
I noticed the eyebrows of Gordon raise and Amanda’s flutter.
“I have heard Senor Gordon's voice in my head many times. I thought many
times that I was crazy in the head. You know loca en la cabeza. There have been
different colored lights in the sky that came to the rear of the house where no
lights were there near the house or area. I saw mamacita and Senor Gordon walk
from the same direction of the lights. I told no one of this. It was no ones
business. Besides I loved working for the family so I kept quiet even when the
federales came to ask questions about the lights. I told them nothing. You have
treated my children and myself as family always. You even put them into school
and later college. I owe you more than loyalty.”
I saw that Gordon was amazed but Amanda shed tears. This woman seemed to
know more than even I did. She showed a higher form of loyalty I had never seen
before. I knew at once that our secret was safe with her.
With the help of everyone we explained where we came from and what we were.
We explained we had some differences but essentially we were the same, human
beings just as she. We did not tell of course that I was once an over fifty year
old man previously or that I impregnated Gordon with Gordon having Lynn. That
would have been a bit too much for her to handle.
“Madre de Dios, I was right! I am not crazy as I thought. Then I wasn’t
seeing apparitions. Oh, I am so happy.” She said as she cried the tears of joy.
Amanda went to Carmen placing her hands on her shoulders, ”Carmen, you must
keep this secret. It could mean the lives of millions that are now part of this
planet. Many have married and have children from this planet Carmen, than
includes my granddaughter Lynn that was born here.”
“I have kept this secret for many years, even my children do not know of
what I spoke of. You secret is safe with me.”
Amanda, Gordon, and I gave the woman a hug that she accepted willingly.
It was then that I turned my attentions to Gordon by saying sweetly and
seductively into his ear, “Sweetheart, now where are we going and when is it?”
“Oh that, I am sorry to not have told you sooner, Dear. It truly slipped my
mind. It’s a charitable event to raise funds for the arts in L.A. tonight.”
“Oh great! Now how am I supposed to get ready? And I have to get you ready
too!”
I saw in his eyes that he was penitent for not telling me sooner.
Eve jumped in saying, ”I’ll telephone the Hairdresser for the complete
treatment. Do you want her here or do you want to go to her salon?”
“Here, please Eve. But what about a dress and his tux?”
“Gordon's tux is upstairs in his closet and I believe that there is more
than ample formal attire for you too.” Eve said as she ran from the room.
The ensuing hours where chaotic to say the least, everyone helped to get Eve
and me ready. After all this was my first real time in the public eye. I had to
be the perfect woman for all to see.
My hair was done in a Chignon style, my nails shone with the shiniest of red
polish on fingers and toes, and my makeup was applied with a professional flair
and flawless.
As I was being pampered my anxiety rose it was Gordon that helped me to
relax. I told him mentally my fears of being exposed. He told me mentally that
he would be there for me and would help me throughout the evening. I was
informed that Paul and Eve would be there too, Paul as our bodyguard and Eve as
our secretary. Our mothers and my sisters had volunteered to be with the
baby.
As the hairdresser and her team prepared to leave I was taken upstairs to
the nursery and used the breast pump for the first time. Irene showed my how to
use the device and was my instructor as she had breast-fed her own children when
they were newborns and then later in age.
She had me wash my hands with a disinfectant soap and cleaned my nipples.
After drying them I performed a breast massage that she showed me how to do to
stimulate the milk to flow. The massage is helpful if you have plugged ducts or
have sore nipples she explained to me. I started at the top of the breast and
move in circles toward the center. Using the flat parts of my fingers I pressed
firmly with my fingers and moved them in small circles. After several seconds I
move the fingers about an inch away and massaged again.
As I massage my breast Irene prepared the pump and collection bottles. I
noticed that everything was sani-wrapped for cleanliness. She then showed me how
to place the cups firmly over each breast and position the cups so that your
nipples were in the center of the cups. She then turned on the power to minimum
and turned the pump on. I was told to be sure the milk was always flowing
downward into the bottle, which it was. After about one minute she switched the
pump to the normal setting. After ten or fifteen minutes the flow began to
diminish down. Irene said that pumping both sides at once might also increase my
milk supply.
Irene said that if you have a healthy newborn, you could save the milk to
use when you are away from the baby instead of using formula. That made sense to
me.
As the collection bottles filled she poured the milk into clean plastic
bottles immediately after pumping. She then placed the milk into a small
refrigerator saying it had to be used within twenty-four hours or it could be
frozen and used within a month. I was to use the oldest milk first. Throw out
any frozen milk more than a month old and any refrigerated milk more than a day
old.
I could thaw the frozen milk in the refrigerator overnight or place in a
bowl of warm water for several minutes. Shake the bottle and test the
temperature before using the milk. I was never to microwave the milk as it might
heat unevenly and burn the baby's mouth. Also, the bottle could explode after
heating, burning the baby, me or quite possibly the both of us.
Although I was very interested by the instructions she gave I couldn’t help
but think so this is what a cow feels when she’s being milked.
We cleaned everything up and put the machine away and the supplies.
I checked on Lynn who was still fast asleep and left the nursery to Gordon's
and my Bedroom.
As I was undressing Irene prepared the bath for me. Totally disrobed I
climbed into the Jacuzzi tub taking care not to get anything wet other than my
lower body. The water was relaxing and seemingly renewing my energy levels.
Feeling rejuvenated I got out from my bath and dried off and powdered myself
taking care not to damage the hard work of those that prepared me and worked so
hard.
Walking out to the bedroom in a robe there was no one present but my clothes
were laid out for the evening. I could see someone was very busy.
I looked at the undergarments taking them into my hands. They appeared to be
of black stretch lace that would be light, form fitting and virtually unseen.
Putting on the black lace garterbelt and seamed, black, opera hose that felt
lovingly on my body, caressing my legs and thighs as I attached the garters.
Next were my stretch lace panties that were black with a little red bow, as I
drew them up my body tingled. Oh yes these feelings were sensuous they reminded
me of when Gordon and I made love. Next was my bra that was made of the same
materials. After I hooked it and adjusted my breasts, seating them just
comfortably lying inside the cups of the lace material. The sensuous pleasure
they invoked to the pleasure center of my brain was indescribable. I had to add
breast pads to insure no leakage to ruin the evening.
I sat on the bed to put on my shoes wondering how I was going to walk in
them. They had a heel of about three inches high heavily beaded and would be
considered sandals with an open heel and ankle strap. I fit my feet into the
delicate looking shoe buckling the straps at the ankles.
Getting off the bed I stood still for a moment before walking to the
mirrors. The walk was easily managed before I stood looking into the mirrors. Th
apparition in them was beautiful by any standards. I had to admit if I were a
male my tongue would be dragging on the floor.
I heard the door opening and turned toward it just as Gordon walked in.
“If you keep standing there like that we won’t be going anywhere.” He said
gazing at me hungrily.
I went to him placing my arms around his neck, kissing him and then saying
in breathy tone of voice, “Well we have some time to spare. Wouldn’t you like to
explore my universe?”
I could see the sexual hunger in his eyes as they took in very inch of my
body. I knew he could see the same in my eyes. We kissed, longingly for each
other as he caressed my breasts lovingly with his hands. My fires of passion
were stroked; I was beyond the point of no return. I so wanted him; I needed him
in me, now.
He took me over to the bed removing all our clothing that was upon it
placing it on a chaise longue. He laid me ever so gently allowing me to remove
his clothing one article at a time until the final article were his boxer shorts
exposing his full masted engorged penis.
As he removed my panties I awaited his insertion as we entwined together.
During the throes of passion my thoughts were everywhere at once as we made
love. I was ever so pleased with Gordon as my mate. I was so pleased he had
wanted me to be his mate. I was ever so blissfully pleased I was a woman, his
woman. I was ever so pleased that we had a beautiful lovely daughter.
I was elated that we had become one in climax as our orgasms diminished. We
lay together in each other’s arms. Our worlds, our Universes were one now and
forever.
We kissed again just as the buzzer of the intercom went off. We untangled
ourselves as Gordon went to answer it.
“Sir are you and Arlene ready? I hate to rush you but the traffic will be
bad.”
“We’re almost ready, Paul. We’ll be down shortly.”
While they spoke over the intercom I was in the bathroom cleaning myself,
placing a pantyliner into my panties and putting them back. As I was leaving
Gordon was coming in. He gave me another kiss and rushed into the shower.
I found the eveningwear for the both of us laying Gordon's on his side of
the bed while I held a hanger with mine. I have to admit the outfit was
stunning. It consisted of a type of palazzo style pant with a tunic Jacket that
was all heavily brocaded and glass beaded and in trimmed in satin. The outfit
looked stunning once I had it on me.
I repaired my makeup and hair, placing the essentials into a black glass
beaded clutch evening bag. I was pleased at the reflection that smiled back from
the mirror.
I had just finish applying Chanel perfume when Gordon came into the bedroom
giving a whistle for approval.
“You, my Dear, look stunning. Just remember you’re with me and you’ll come
home with me to make more love.”
All I could do was blush. I sat delicately on the edge of a chair as he
dressed watching him, studying him until he was ready. My emotions were those of
a woman in love.
“Do you have what you need dear?”
“Yes” I said as I gracefully exited the chair going to his directly to his
extended arm, taking it and exiting out of our bedroom. I took my time walking
down the stairs with Gordon allowing me to set the pace.
When entering the foyer Paul and Eve were waiting for us to arrive.
“The company limousine is waiting, Bill is driving per your instructions”
Paul said.
We said good-bye to our mothers and my sisters going directly to the car.
Chapter Twenty One:
We all walked out of the house together to the awaiting car to transport us
to the event. I had to take a second look at the vehicle being used as a
limousine. It was the longest Hummer I had ever seen turned into a virtual
people mover. It was painted all shiny metallic red trimmed in silver. It was a
longer version of my Hummer H2.
I stopped abruptly looking at Gordon saying, “ You’re kidding, right?”
“I don’t understand?”
“I have heard of these being converted to Limousines but to take this
military tank to a charitable event seems a bit tacky Sweetheart.”
“No it’s an executive model. It will transport 15 people in complete safety.
It has all the security toys and it’s armored for passenger protection by any
assault.”
“I still think it’s tacky.”
“Please humor me just for tonight, Darling” Gordon said with a kiss.
Okay it was a persuasion tactic that worked. I was suitably impressed as I
entered the vehicle. It showed magnificent craftsmanship from the leather seats
to the wooden moldings. It did have all of the high tech electronic toys that my
Hummer had plus more.
The conversation was varied as the driver controlled the vehicle toward our
destination, which was the Regent Beverly Wilshire Hotel in Beverly Hills. The
affair was to be held in the Le Grand Trianon Ballroom. This was one of the
oldest and finest hotels in Beverly Hills with a history of over seventy-five
years of elegance.
As the car traveled Gordon made sure I was closely snuggled to him. It was a
feeling of security to me and made me feel that I had purpose in this life. I
glanced over at Paul and Eve; they too were doing the same. Eve caught my eye
and gave me a wink and a smile.
I felt a small nudge in my mind, ‘Hey Sweetie, we got them just where we
want them. Remember that men are predictable, in Gordon's case he does love
you.’ Eve’s thoughts were correct, and I love Gordon.
The driver pulled up in front of the massive entrance of the hotel. I’m not
an authority on architecture but I know when something is eye pleasing and this
certainly was. The general layout, fixtures and furniture were luxurious to say
the least. It was little wonder that many people from dignitaries to heads of
state stayed here, mingling together with the average tourist.
The doorman opened the door of the vehicle offering his hand to Eve and me
to exit the car. This allowed the men to exit from the other side to join us and
escort us inside.
Prior to entering the Ballroom we all had to go through a security check.
This was primarily to check our invitations making sure that only the invited
were allowed to enter. While our group stood I could hear the music that
emanated from the fourteen thousand three hundred square foot room. It was all
dance music provided by an orchestra that sounded very good.
We were escorted through the ornate entry doors that led to the Ballroom.
There was a vast multitude of people either dancing, seated at the various
tables, or standing and talking.
We were escorted to a very large table that some people were already seated
at. I had to take a second look, as one of the men was Mr. Charles Ingersoll the
chairman of the Board of the bank I had worked for before my change.
Because of my nervousness I dropped the privacy wall not knowing that I had
done it. I practiced so hard to maintain that wall and now it was shattered so
all of our kind could hear me. Possibly no one heard my thoughts due to the
other people in the room but I doubted it.
‘Darling don’t worry, he and his wife won’t recognize you. Try to rebuild
it. If he makes you nervous tonight we’ll leave early.’ Gordon's thoughts said
to me as he squeezed my hand in assurance. I smiled at him squeezing his hand
back.
I managed to rebuild the wall again just as Gordon said,” C’mon Darling
let’s dance.”
Panic mode again. Dance? I don’t know how as a woman. I tried to get out of
it. He wouldn’t hear of it. I felt that push again mentally, ’Darling just
follow me. Do what I do. You’ll be fine.’
I would imagine I did pretty well considering that the damn orchestra
switched their repertoire to the Latin beat. How I managed to stay off Gordon's
feet was a miracle. The Cha-Cha, Tango, Bossa Nova, Salsa, Mambo, Rumba Lambada,
still echoed in my ears and my poor aching feet. Still I loved those sounds it
made me feel good to dance with Gordon.
When the orchestra changed to more modern music we decided to sit for an
interval. I needed some fresh air badly. I asked that we go out on the terrace
for some air.
We stopped at the bar; Gordon asked for and received a Rob Roy for himself
and Spring Water for me. I know what you are thinking, why Spring Water? Well
after all I am a nursing mother now and I don’t want to pass the derivatives of
an alcoholic drink to Lynn.
The terrace was an area that was candle lit perhaps to get people in the
right mood for some romance. There were some tables and very few couples
enjoying the ambiance. I entirely fell in love with area, with the bushes, trees
and the waterfall. It was peaceful and serene in its effect. We sat and spoke to
each other as lovers always do.
I heard the rustling of bushes and the sound of the grass being stepped on
along with the scurrying of the little animals. I thought I was hearing things
at first, as I never remembered hearing sounds like that before. I associated
the sounds of the grass and people walking when three young men stepped from the
bushes and onto more grass.
All three of the young men were dressed the same in evening tuxedos and each
had moustaches which I believed to be glued on their faces. They were
approaching the very edge of the terrace. They climbed the terrace stairs and
pulled out from behind them what looked to be machine pistols. I knew these were
similar to the MAC-10 in style, as I had seen those before in movies.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, Good Evening and this is a robbery. Please, my
associate will be coming to each of you with a bag to place your valuables in.
Thank you for your cooperation.”
I looked at the doors leading to the terrace. There was no possible way for
anyone to see what was happening as they had curtains on the doors. Looking at
the young men they had that look that they would shoot anyone, if interrupted.
One of the men went to each of the couples relieving everyone of their
valuable possessions. The other two watched everyone else and the doors.
I felt the mental push of Gordon again. ‘Sweetheart, don’t do anything out
of the ordinary. These men will kill anyone that stands in their way.’
‘Can you contact Paul or Eve?’
‘They haven’t answered me yet.’
I was slightly miffed at what Gordon told me through his thoughts. I
remembered the exercises in the pool to give me the ability to bend light or
what may be commonly called invisibility. Then I thought also that there were to
many people present. class=Section2>
However I still had the ability of levitation, which I considered and then
dismissed due to the witnesses again. I began to get angrier. I started to feel
those same feelings as I felt when the gate exploded. The tingling increased, I
felt the surging of power in every muscle and nerve I had. I thought of the
channeling of that energy I might be able to cut the strength so I would not
destroy these men.
I concentrated to do what was needed to be done to those men. I couldn’t
just let these men get away with spoiling an evening. I mentally pushed to get
Gordon's attention. ‘Any luck with Paul or Eve?’
‘No, I can’t understand why they don’t hear me.’
I went into detail of what I was planning on doing. We agreed that the lives
of the innocent outweighed the potential deaths that might occur. Gordon had
probed the minds of these men they had no intentions of leaving any witnesses
alive to their crimes. They intended to murder the innocent.
My anger began to flow with the thoughts of the imminent murders of the
people. The tingling gained strength; I had to release it. I had all three of
the men in my line of sight. I focused onto their chest area releasing the
massive psi energy stored.
As the energy was released the hair of the people and the men stood as if
they all touched a VandeGraaff Generator demonstrating static electricity. The
scurrying of small animals in fear was heard. There was a blinding light and a
booming sound similar to a sonic boom.
When our eyesight returned back to normal the three men were on the ground
unconscious. Their weapons were melted at the barrels along with the flash
suppressors. Their clothing was smoldering. There was a slight burn on the hands
that held the weapons and a burn wound at the chest area. There was massive
screaming by not only the women but the men also. Panic and fear was the mode
these people were in.
Paul and Eve were the first ones come from the main ballroom running. Then
came others with the security and medical personnel.
“What Happened Sir?”
“Those three tried to rob us. It looks as if they were struck by lightning,
doesn’t it?”
“I have to agree with you Sir.”
I saw the looks on the faces of Paul and Eve. They each had a very small but
distinct smile.
‘Gordon did Arlene do this?’ Eve said mentally
‘Yes I tried to call you for help. She took the situation into her own hands
after we discussed the situation. Those three intended to kill all the witnesses
to their crime.’
‘We have to find out why you couldn’t feel us. This can never happen again
to any of us.’
‘It might be the building materials that cut down the intensity of our
thoughts.’
‘We’ll have Doctor Mecklin investigate it.’
Paul and Eve helped the couples as we returned to the safety of the
Ballroom.
“You did well, my wife. Are you Okay?” Gordon said softly as we sat at an
empty table.
All I did was nod my head yes with him taking my hand into his. I know that
those people were spared from injury and death by those men, but I also knew
that I may have hurt them or possibly have killed them. I also thought of the
consequences if I hurt the innocents that were out there on the terrace. I began
to tremble again not from anger but from fright.
Paul and Eve saw us sitting and came to us. After they both sat down Paul
said in low hushed tones, “ They’ll survive. The medics, Police and security
staff think they were struck by Lightning. We told the Security Staff that Eve
and I would take care of you both. The cops want a statement from you and we
told them not now. The hotel is worried that you may sue them.”
I looked at Paul and Eve saying, “Tell the hotel to make a generous donation
to the charity of their choice on behalf of the employees. Tell the Cops no,
that I will not give them a statement or be involved with their investigation. I
need to go home please. I need to relax.
Paul took out his cell phone and called Bill the driver telling him that we
were ready to go. He then left the table to tell the police investigators what I
said.
“You do know that you managed to work out a problem without any of our
help.” Eve said to me.
“Then why do I feel so miserable?”
“Sweetie you did what you had to do. Gordon told us what they had planned
for all of you out there. They call it survival here.”
Gordon held my hand, I felt the strength and love that he has for me. Did I
do the same to and for him? By the smile he gave me it did.
“Everything was settled with the police and the hotel. The police aren’t too
happy with what you said but I say and said to them Tough Shit. The hotel
manager would like for the both of you to return as his guest anytime you wish.
Bill is waiting outside for us, he just called me.”
It didn’t take all of us long to traverse the route to the waiting vehicle.
The only problem we had was getting past the reporters and electronic media
people that seemed to block our way. The hotel people were gracious enough to
run interference to get them out of the way allowing us to get in our vehicle.
Once inside Bill lowered the Privacy window saying, “Mr. MacGregor is
everyone alright? Do you need me to stop anywhere?”
“No Bill just take us home. Tomorrow pick me up around noon. I have a
business meeting at 2pm at the airport in our hanger with Jerome.”
“Yes Sir.”
We rode in silence back to the house. Gordon held me the entire time as Paul
held Eve. I knew Gordon would be with Lynn and me for a very long time.
Chapter Twenty Two:
It has been close to a month that I had the transition to my present form
and life. I have to say that my psychological and physical adjustment of
becoming a teenager, a woman, wife, mother and lover were easy. But to find out
although you were born on this planet Earth, your parents, brother and sister’s
are in fact Aliens from another planet. Being from another solar system is
another factor to be added to the equation that could upset it. This held true
for your husband that had your baby and your mother-in-law too.
I have gained the knowledge and the control to maintain the gifts that I
have with the help of Paul and Eve. I have learned the histories of our culture
together with the customs, primary language and written word of our homeworld. I
have also learned the Laws that came from our Planet that bind those of my kind
together. It was a necessity to learn and retain the functions of all the
systems and layouts of the Scout Craft and Mother Ships.
I have dealt with the police, the mentally deranged and the homicidal on
this planet we call home. Those are fears that had to be brought forward and
confronted to help me to grow mentally stronger.
I awoke this early morning understanding that this night I will make an
appearance before our Council of Elders. I must give them my decision to remain
as I am or to revert to the fifty-year-old decadent male I once was. If I chose
the latter my mind would be erased which might cause psychotic trauma. I must
also be tested as to the control of my gifts, if I do not pass these tests I
could also be mind wiped or destroyed.
The human alarm clock, my daughter Lynn, went off at her normal time of 7am.
I was out of bed, had my robe and slippers on and out into the hallway, rushing
into the nursery to pick her up into my arms. I calmed her enough until she
stopped crying. All I hoped is that Gordon managed to remain sleeping.
I took her into the bathtub with me after removing her sleeper and diaper
along with my nightgown, robe and slippers. I could tell by the look on her face
that is what she was waiting and crying for.
After adjusting the water temperature we stepped into the tub. She played
and laughed as I washed her tiny body.
“I thought I heard you in here. When I woke up you weren’t in bed I assumed
that you were with Lynn.”
“ Sorry but our daughter called first.” I said as we got out of the bathtub
together.
“Any thoughts of later today?”
Going over to him with Lynn in my arms, I kissed him saying,” Does that give
you any ideas my love.”
I could see his face, as he blushed, vividly changing to different shades of
red.
“Does that give you any ideas?” I said to Gordon.
“Oh it certainly does, but as you said Lynn comes first.”
He took Lynn and dried her as I dried off, putting on my robe and slippers.
Taking Lynn back we went to the rocking chair, sitting there to nurse and be
nursed upon.
Gordon went back to our room then to shower and get dressed he said before
leaving the nursery.
I dressed Lynn when she finished nursing and took her into our bedroom. It
was now my turn to get dressed. Going through the doorway there was a very large
box wrapped in pink paper and ribbon. I laid the baby down on the bed and read
the card that was attached to the ribbon on the box.
Darling;
I knew that you didn’t have these for tonight. I had one of our Scout Ships
bring this back for you for tonight.
I Love you and our daughter immensely
Your loving Husband
Gordon
I cried as I opened the box. Gordon came from behind me encircling my waist
with his arms. Inside it was the clothing or uniform that I was to wear tonight
on the flight to the Mother Ship.
It consisted of several pieces. First, there was a black survival utility
belt that contained a quadstun defense device (QDD for short) several pouches
that contained survival equipment. Next was a knee length, fluorescent blue
tunic, with officers’ markings. A pair black stirrup slacks with a wide red
strip at the outer seams and cloth, black, calf length boots with a slight heel.
The clothing was the colors of the ship’s operations or flight crew. There was
essentially no shine to the clothing as most earthly materials had. It was light
in weight but had unusual properties when held to the light. It seemed to absorb
the light. To me it almost felt like a living thing.
“Do you like the gift?” Gordon asked.
I turned to him, kissing him then saying, “Does that answer your question.
What I don’t understand is the markings. They’re telling me that I’m a Pilot and
Starship navigator along with a symbol I’ve never seen. I’ve never flown.”
“Well first of all the Scouts and Mother Ship systems, they all but fly
themselves as you know. You do know every system on them, electronics and
propulsion, which we all trained you for. You have shown exceptional skills in
the navigation and control of the Mother Ships in the simulation trainer with
Jerome at our hanger.
Jerome has been our Chief Flight Instructor for many years. That man can fly
anything with or without wings. He noticed your ability from the first time you
took over the Neuro-Controls. He stated to the Elders that you could out-fly him
in the manual mode of any ship you flew. Now that’s a complement, considering
his reputation of being a very difficult taskmaster.
The science department is also grateful for you helping them. We found out
that certain materials used to construct older buildings have a propensity to
absorb our communications abilities with each other. One of these materials is
Lead that can be found in the old ironwork of the skeletal structures.
That last symbols I was sworn to secrecy about until after the Council.”
“All I did was to try, as you know.”
“Well I think that you have proved yourself admirably.”
I happened to think as I got dressed in casual attire. At least there was
only going to be only us in the house for the morning and early afternoon. Then
I had to prepare for tonight perhaps later the pool might suffice. Everyone was
getting peeved at me for going to the ocean alone. I loved it!
“Aren’t you going to the ocean?” Gordon asked.
“Wait a minute there, Sweetheart. You and our mothers said I shouldn’t.”
“We didn’t mean for you to not ever go. We want you always to be with one of
us.”
“Oh safety in numbers huh.”
“Well, yes and experience. Did you know that Paul and Eve were one of the
first to chart and explore this planet? They made first contact with many of the
inhabitants here. Their Scoutship was one of the first to be chased by jet
aircraft on their way to the Mother Ship. Did you know that they are the last of
their respective clans? All their family was lost with the destruction of our
homeworld.”
“They’ve always been close mouthed with their first experiences and who many
of our people are. The way Eve acts around Lynn I think she would like to
conceive.”
“Part of being the security team is to be close mouthed. In Eve’s case Paul
has told me they do want children. All they said is possibly soon. I think they
are worried that this planet might get destroyed too.”
I kept quiet and thought for a bit. Those two have been with Gordon or me
constantly since the beginning of this adventure. They were always there to
cheer me on, as were our family members. I certainly wished I could help them to
fulfill their dreams.
“Perhaps you will one day.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You dropped your wall, and I breached our courtesy, Darling.”
“Well I guess for that you’ll just have to take Lynn and me to the ocean
now. Won’t you?” I said as I kissed him breaking from his hold, running into the
bathroom and slamming the door, in his face.
I should have put on a bathing suit on before, I thought. I took a dry suit
from the rack. I was out of my clothes and into a purple bikini in seconds. I
brushed my hair into a ponytail and added the barest of makeup and lipstick. I
was ready to go.
I opened the door slowly and cautiously as I thought Gordon would be waiting
for me to tickle me.
He was already in his suit; smiling and even had Lynn ready to go. I put on
sandals, cover-up and took several towels for us. The house was quiet as we went
through it to the back door of the kitchen. I missed the smells of Carmen’s
cooking. It was then that I remembered I hadn’t eaten yet. Oh well, after our
family swim I thought going out the door.
I could see many of our neighbors on their decks watching the ocean and the
life forms that had come back to this area that once made it famous. What
everyone saw were the herds of Dolphin, pods of Orca, and the occasional
migratory White Shark looking for a death wish.
I placed our towels on a table on the decking along with my sandals and
cover. Gordon and Lynn already entered the water so I had to run after them,
much to the male neighbor’s delight watching my breasts jiggle. It used to
bother me but doesn’t anymore. I was happy in so many ways, if it gave them joy
to stare; it was okay with me as long as they didn’t have a coronary.
The water felt warm to me on my skin. The tingles I had felt from the first
time were still present. The water felt wonderful as I dove in and joined with
Gordon and Lynn.
I placed my feet on the sandy bottom watching as a spotted dolphin and calf
came closer to us. I thought the female would only come so far and then retreat
with her baby. That wasn’t the case. She came directly to me and urged her baby
to me also. I stroked her and she allowed me to touch her baby before swimming
off. It wasn’t long when she returned back with six other nursing females with
their young expecting and receiving the same treatment and kindness.
“I’ll be Damned! It’s true!” I heard Gordon say under his breath.
I pretended I didn’t hear him or see the amazed look on his face as I
stroked the dolphins that came. I believed I wasn’t supposed to hear those words
he spoke. When they rejoined the herd all of them gracefully raised themselves,
doing a spectacular jump into the air.
The Orca pods stayed out in deeper waters while a lone Orca came to say
hello. They always came, at least one of them. It was if they were there to
protect us with the Dolphins. When the Orca turned to show its stomach I saw she
was giving birth. I felt I had to help her, but what was I to do? All I did was
to stroke her giving words of encouragement. Within minutes the baby was out of
the Birth Canal, swimming on its own after the umbilical cord was severed by the
mother. I shed tears of joy as the baby attached itself to its mother to nurse.
They then swam off to rejoin the Pods.
Gordon took my hand with Lynn in his other arm, leading me to the shore as I
cried. I was crying for sorrow but for the joy of a species that is secrets its
birth and mating in the wild. I was allowed to share that secret of a new life
born in and on the seas.
“Are you folks alright?” One of the neighbors yelled to us.
Gordon and I nodded to him as we walked in the sand to the stairs to our
deck area.
“We saw it all, everyone did. You folks were sure lucky to see it all so
close. You’re lucky to be alive too.” He said.
Yes we were indeed fortunate to see that birth I thought as I sprayed off
the seawater in the fresh water shower by the back door of the house. Those
mammals would not harm anyone unless they threatened their young just as a human
mother would do.
We managed to get into the house without more questions from the neighbors.
We both knew that they would remain quiet as to what had happened. They
respected our privacy and we respected theirs.
On entering the house Gordon handed Lynn to me, having me sit at the table.
He went and prepared our breakfast. This was great having him home and the house
to ourselves. In the past month this house had been in the constant state of
chaos. The housekeeper left us when she became pregnant. I had my tutors, flight
simulators, and the baby. There were times I felt overwhelmed physically and
mentally. Everyone was gracious enough to help Gordon and me. We are certainly
prosperous to have the family and friends we have.
I enjoyed the breakfast that Gordon made. I still can’t understand why
everyone threw me out of the kitchen after the little fire we had. So we had to
get a new stove and have a new floor put in after the Fire Department chopped
holes in the floor to put out the fire from the grease. They said that the alarm
system worked well and I helped increase the local economy financially. Oh my,
what can I say? At least I was allowed to help to the clean up of the kitchen
but nothing that involves fires or grease.
We went into the den after the clean up. There were a few things that needed
to be done. Lynn was one of them as she screamed to be fed and changed. With the
major necessities accomplished and Lynn napping in the nursery I went back to
the den.
Gordon was on the telephone with Amanda. I sat on the couch as he spoke to
her. I nudged his wall lightly, “Tell mom we love her. We’ll see her tonight.’
Gordon smiled as he told her what I said to him. I saw a book on the other
side of the room I’d been reading. Thinking of the book in my hand. The book
raised and floated toward me into my hand. I turned toward Gordon and smiled. He
couldn’t contain his laughter. Normally I would drop the book midway across the
room. I can’t wait to try it out on the laundry next!
I thought to myself, Ladies and Gentlemen for my next Illusion I will
disappear before your very eyes. I thought about the light. How in a prism the
light becomes a visible spectrum as I managed to disappear. I walked to the back
of Gordon as he sat and started to play with his hair then to other areas of his
body eventually going to his crotch. I broke his concentration completely while
speaking to Amanda. He managed to say goodbye to her when I released him.
I managed to keep my concentration running to our bedroom and into my
closet. I heard Gordon's footsteps come into the bedroom. He came closer then
entering my closet, looked around and suddenly grabbed me.
“Darling, next time think about the earrings you have on.”
Damn, I completely forgot I was wearing them. Although I did well with the
other items I was wearing.
We kissed more, with the both of us mutually deciding there was only one way
to relieve ourselves of these pent-up energies for the next several hours. The
Impromptu making of love was the best, need I say more.
Chapter Twenty Three:
I looked at the clock it was almost 4pm. I padded from the bed allowing
Gordon to nap a little more to the bathroom. I wanted to refresh myself more
then anything. The steam and shower rejuvenated me replenishing the much-needed
energy that I had used. After drying off I took a clean robe putting it on.
Walking to the nursery softly, then walking in. Lynn needed to be changed,
fed and dressed as I decided earlier that we were taking her too. I was relaxed
as was she suckling at my breast when I heard the downstairs door open then
shut. I then heard the light precise footsteps of someone coming up the stairs
and down the hallway. I was already to press the panic button on the alarm panel
when Amanda walked in holding a large duffel bag in her hands.
“Mother! You scared the hell out of me.”
“You did the right thing Sweetie, by not using your gifts. I think we taught
you well.” She said kissing Lynn and me.
In order to remain on this planet unnoticed one of our primary laws to use
our gifts as a last resort. It could be used to protect anyone if there was no
available immediate help. It was to be used was if impending injury or death
could be avoided.
“I know I should have telephoned you that I was coming early. I’m so sorry I
didn’t but I was so excited I couldn’t wait to show you what I have for Lynn
that your mother and I had made for her.”
She put the bag down opening it and pulling out a well…………Um, a type of
quilted garment perhaps a bag might aptly describe it. It was made from the same
material as my uniform with D-rings at the shoulders and waist. This was similar
to an Earth style mummy sleeping bag. Inside the bag was a pair of shorts,
tights, booties and a T-shirt. I noticed inside the hood was a flap.
“What’s this for?”
“Did my son tell you anything about the materials used in the uniforms? I‘ll
bet he didn’t. Well to begin with this fabric has evolved just as we have. It is
impervious to heat, cold, projectiles, electricity, radiation, or weapons of any
type. In conjunction with the helmet it is like a survival suit for deep space
or planetary exploration. It has the capabilities to recycle our air giving us
the ability to survive in the most hostile of environments.”
“I did notice the high collar and the gloves. I thought that these were just
part of the clothing ensemble as a whole. Ah Mother………… What helmet?”
“Before you get on the Shuttle you will be given one.”
Well I guess my hair piled onto my head was out of the question now. I guess
I will have to set fashion precedence for what the well-dressed E.T. woman’s
hairstyle will be to visit the Mother Ship now.
“Now go get dressed and wake that son of mine up to help you. Never mind
don’t. As him and you may not be going anywhere at all knowing him. I remember
the last time very vividly. My goodness it seems so long ago.”
I left the room before I began to blush. I walked into our bedroom and sat
on the bed next to Gordon. I gave him a kiss, which woke him immediately.
“Hey, time to get up sleepy head. Go take a shower. Just to let you know
your mother is here with Lynn.”
“It’s that time already? How about one more kiss to wake me up more?”
“Oh No you don’t, get your butt out of bed. Take a shower, while I get
dressed.” I said to Gordon as I got up from the bed before he could grab me.
I made the bed as Gordon went to the shower. Retrieving the clothing I
received earlier placing it on the chaise longue. My old fears returned as I
looked at the clothing. I became apprehensive of the tests that were to come. I
would prefer death to a mind wipe. I would prefer death then to not be with
Gordon or to see Lynn grow up. I shook those fears off as Gordon came out from
the bathroom.
“Are you Okay Darling?” Gordon said.
“Sure, I’m just nervous that’s all” I lied.
“Don’t be. Everything will be fine.”
That’s when I lost my composure. I sat down on the floor cross-legged and
began to cry. I allowed Gordon to take my take my hands into his. He gently
raised me from the floor in to his arms, holding me tightly to him. I began to
speak through my tears about the fears I had of losing him and the baby.
“Honey, Please listen to me. I swear to you that I will not allow that to
happen. I’m not supposed to tell you this but you have already had all the
tests. You’ve passed them all. Tonight is more like an initiation for you. You
are to see the ancestral home of your parents. It is where they lived, worked
and loved. To eventually settle on this world, to birth and raise us. This world
is where we will raise our daughter and her brothers and sisters. Each of them
will go through the same ordeal as we all have.”
I began to feel better as Gordon told me of what was to come. I knew he
wouldn’t lie to me or just say those words to pacify me. We have both gone
through too much together to be with each other.
My tears subsided to little whimpering sobs as I held onto him. I felt the
strength and love he had for our child and me.
“C’mon let’s get you dressed.” He said smiling.
I was handed what looked like a pair of panties and a sports bra that looked
much too small for me.
“Oh no, these will never fit me. They’re too small.”
“Oh yes they will, trust me.”
Every time I’ve heard those words of trust me I was the one getting screwed.
Those are the words used by all the car salesmen and phone solicitors in this
world.
I managed to get one leg into the black panties after a struggle. I was
beginning to think the panties would win the effort when the material stretched
out. I was able to pull them snuggly up to my hips for as perfect fit. The
sports bra was the same.
I was then handed what looked to be like black opaque tights. Much to my
delight they went on easily. Next was a black long sleeved high-necked pullover
blouse similar to what we called a mock turtleneck that went past my hips. Way
past my hips more to my ass.
My slacks were next. Now these were strange to me they opened from both side
seams and went on fairly easy. I tucked in my blouse into my slacks when I
brought the material together it began to affix itself. My thoughts then focused
on the use of the bathroom and how to get out of these slacks. The boots were
the next chore. Once they were on it was as if I was wearing no shoes at all.
“I think you can get into the tunic without my help.” Gordon said.
“I have to do my hair and makeup. Why don’t you get ready now?”
Gordon went to his dressing room closet while I did my hair. I finally
decided to French braid it. Next was the makeup. I was finished as he came out
of the dressing room.
Gordon was always handsome but in that uniform I had many thoughts of what I
wanted to do with him and how to do it. I wanted to ravage him with my lust
then, there and now. I came back to reality after staring at him. I needed to
finish dressing.
I picked up the tunic, managing to get one arm into the sleeve. From that
point on it was easily put on with the seams sealing themselves. The final item
at this point was the utility belt. That went on the easiest.
I went to my dressing table to my jewelry case and removed a pair of emerald
stud earrings. I placed them into my ears and stood back to see my reflection.
Something wasn’t right although I have to admit I looked good. I knew what it
was! It was the QDD in its holstered case. It was only the perhaps six inches
long and another inch or two in diameter it felt out of place on me.
“Darling will you hold this for me?” I said as I handed the weapon to him in
its case.
“Why? We all carry them as a survival tool. It is primarily a defensive
weapon.”
“I know but for some reason I don’t think I need or want it.”
We discussed the matter at length until I gave in. I could see his point of
view but at the same time I felt our gifts were more than ample defensively. I
could see his point of being attacked by an animal it would give us the
protection needed to survive. At this stage since we are no longer the explorers
we were it was more of a decoration that was just a part of the uniform.
There was a knock at our door. Amanda walked into the room carrying Lynn and
wearing a deep, rich red tunic trimmed in white. My mouth open as my chin hit
the floor. She wore the tunic of the Council of Elders.
“Close your mouth Dear. It’s very unbecoming.” She said smiling as she
placed Lynn on the bed.
“Mother, Gordon! Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Gordon couldn’t and I wouldn’t. There is still much for you to learn and I
would like to spend some quality time with Gordon's father.”
I learned from Amanda that he was one of the engineers that maintained the
Mother Ships. This was his cycle to be gone for up to six months. He was making
sure that all of the ship’s systems in the fleet functioned properly. Every six
months all of the engineers rotated to do this.
“Now we better go. Our car is waiting for us. If you don’t mind I would like
to carry my granddaughter.”
What could we say? All we did was keep our mouths closed and follow her to
the awaiting limousine in the driveway. The Limousine was the Hummer again along
with Bill our driver.
Not a word was said as we got into the massive vehicle. I noticed that the
car was travelling toward the airport where the company hanger was. My anxiety
levels were raising; I held Gordon's hand harder.
We arrived at the check in point and were allowed to proceed to the hanger
area. I saw that the company aircraft were all parked out on the tarmac. It did
seem strange at first.
If we were to keep a low profile why would we leave from here, at this
airport? Why in plain view of the entire world to see if someone were to
photograph the landing shuttle? I didn’t have the words to answer these
questions.
The Limo pulled up in front of the waiting room. We all exited the vehicle
as fast as possible to enter the building away from the prying eyes of the
public. I was close to losing my composure.
We entered the waiting area. There was no one to be seen, anywhere. All was
quiet until we went into the hanger. The normal lighting was off and red lights
illuminated the interior. In the center of the hanger was an aircraft like no
other aircraft on earth.
The company hanger could hold three very large jumbo jets nose to tail very
easily. My chief flight instructor, Jerome, gave that piece of trivia to me.
Directly in the center of the hanger was a craft that I had only seen a brief
picture of while learning to fly. It was one of our Shuttles that were normally
kept in a hanger bay of the Mother Ships.
There was just no possible way to hide that ship or fly it into this
airport. Not only would the massive size be a giveaway but the aerodynamic
styling of the craft. Nowhere was there a sharp line, everything was rounded.
The skin of the craft looked to be fluid like in nature. What stood out is that
there was no landing gear to be found with stubby rounded wings. It hung in mid
air due to Anti-Gravitational units I learned that all our craft have in use if
they aren't cradled.
I thought of the descriptions that some people of this planet gave after
seeing a UFO. Like a cigar, No that wasn’t it. I thought again of an Australian
Aborigine Boomerang. That was close except the wing area was stubbier and fuller
in the rear. A tear drop, possibly. The closest concept was of the Martian ship
on the old “My Favorite Martian Television show of the 1960’s. That was it only
very much larger. It was very impressive and pleasing to the eye like a work of
art.
“Do you like her?”
I immediately turned around to see Jerome behind us smiling. I was taken
aback as I never saw this man smile not even a grin. He was always grim faced.
All I could do to nod my head yes.
“Good, because you will be the Pilot and Gordon the Co-Pilot.”
“But………..”
“No buts, Arlene! It has been ordered by the council for you to be the
Pilot.”
I turned to Amanda for support.
“Oh no, I was out voted. You’re the Pilot Sweetie. Just rely on your
senses.”
“She’s been all pre-flighted by me and ready for lift off. Gordon make sure
that the all the electronics are on and functioning. Arlene, you’ve done well on
everything that was taught to you. The both of you will do well. Our Scouts will
meet and escort you at 90,000 feet. Make sure everything is set.”
As we spoke more arrivals came. They too wore clothing in the style we had
on. I was tapped on the shoulder. I turned around and was greeted by a very
younger brother, Tommy.
“Hi Sis, You still the Pilot?” He asked after he gave me a kiss.
“Brother, dear for some unknown reason I just know you were somehow involved
with the whole picture. I just wanted to thank you and say I love you and the
rest of the family. I know that I was rotten before but situations do change,
Thanks.” I said before giving my brother a kiss.
“Arlene we better get inside the craft. We have a schedule to meet." Tommy
said blushing.
Chapter Twenty Four:
We told Amanda and Tommy we would see them all on the Mother Ship. I took
Lynn into my arms and gave her a kiss, as did Gordon. I handed her back to my
mother-in-law as I wiped a tear for my eye.
We walked slowly to the spacecraft as I composed myself. The cockpit
antigravity pad was already down. We climbed on it and were taken up to the
cockpit. Everything was done by thought so I needed to lower my wall briefly
until I had on a flight helmet.
‘Computer, power, blue lighting, low setting.’
'Done'
The cockpit area was aglow with subdued blue lighting. We went over to the
flight couches, lay down, adjusted the visual screens and placed the flight
helmets on our heads. I felt the slight compression as it adjusted to my head
allowing the amplifier sensors to make skin contact at all the precise vital
places.
Once the helmet made contact I had a complete three hundred and sixty-degree
view in all the dimensions being transmitted to my brain via the sensors. This
was the reason for all the time I spent in the simulator. I had to continue to
tell myself that I was in the craft and not floating as it could be
disorientating.
“Everyone is on board we can go now.” A voice said.
‘Computer, Concealed mode, lights off, open hangar doors.’
'Done'
The ship did as was told with no problems.
‘Computer, forward two hundred yards, stop.’
'Done'
‘Computer, Close Hanger Doors, maintain concealed mode, avoid all contacts,
avoid all electromagnetic radiation, vertical climb ninety thousand feet,
maintain gravity, ship control NOW.’
'Noted'
Without any hesitation and without any feeling of motion the ship climbed to
ninety thousand feet in less then five minutes. It avoided all air traffic as it
traveled upwards. At the target height the ship slowed and maintained altitude.
We awaited our escorts to arrive. I never felt a vibration or heard any noises
as we traveled. There was not even an indication we were in the air flying high
above the Earth.
‘Ship, assume sky pattern, Now’
'Done'
‘Pilot, They are here.”
The ship went to the same sky patterns as what was around us, which was
basically a bluish black coloring. I saw in my mind ten ships that materialized.
Three ships took the rear or aft, three ships went to our front or forward, two
ships were on the left and right or port and starboard sides. These Scout Ships
were much smaller but were armed heavily for defensive measures only. They are
all highly maneuverable and crewed by six personnel each, but had room for
passengers. All were self-contained for any eventuality. All the crews were
highly trained. Most crewmembers specialized in the area of first contact with
alien species.
‘Computer, link up, control all, concealed mode, plot course, assume course
Mother One, Now.’
'Done'
‘Computer, time on hanger deck.’
‘Pilot, fifteen minutes earth standard to on deck in Mother One.’
‘Computer, notify Mother One of time on Deck, break control ten minutes,
maintain time and distance.’
'Noted'
‘Pilot, Mother One sends greetings, welcome home.’
Our ship took control of all the Scout Ships through their computer data
links. We remained invisible to the eye and electronics. The ship plotted our
course and speed and gave a time of landing in fifteen minutes. Our Mother Ship
was waiting for us to come aboard her.
‘Pilot.’
‘Yes.’
‘Pilot your medical signs show elevations in heart, blood pressure and brain
activity. Do you require assistance?’
‘Negative, Ship. It is a human emotion called anticipation.’
‘Pilot, do you wish this information stored.”
‘Negative, Ship.’
Damn, Jerome was right! The ship monitors everything. I thought he was
kidding.
The computer notified me that the Scout Ships were released at the appointed
time. I had the computer to show me the Mother Ship when we came within range of
it.
Several minutes later I was advised that we were within sensor range. I saw
the picture of a vessel in my mind. It did seem quite large to me.
"Computer, Mother Ship Dimensions, English, U.S. Standard Measurements."
'Pilot your query is fifty nautical miles in diameter, twenty-five nautical
miles in depth.'
That ship is monstrous!
'Pilot, Mother Ship has taken control. Estimated time in hanger bay one is
three minutes.'
'Ship, notify our passengers.'
'Pilot we are on Mother Ship One, Passengers are leaving.'
'Ship, shut down all systems for maintenance.'
I hit the release button on my helmet. I at once took it off, I couldn't
wait to set foot on what was once the home of my parents for so many years.
Gordon came over and took my hand helping me from the flight couch. I was so
eager to see the ship I all but pulled Gordon to the antigravity pad.
Chapter Twenty Five:
I all but leaped to the deck making Gordon flinch while I was sprawled out
on the deck at close to kissing someone's shoes. The man extended his arm's
helping me to get up from the deck. He wore a different type of uniform color
I'd not seen before.
"Arlene, you should know better then to jump from something that's moving."
He said vocally.
"Hello Dad, Arlene was in a hurry. All the excitement of seeing the ship."
Dad? Father? I had forgotten he was on board on of the ships.
"Thank you, Gordon was right. It's just one surprise after another. I better
go get Lynn from Mother, she'll probably very cranky."
"Amanda has already gone to the council chambers. She couldn't wait to show
our granddaughter off. In the meantime I have been delegated to take you both to
our infirmary to make sure you're healthy. The ship tour will be after you my
dear daughter-in-law are presented to the Council."
Infirmary? Tests? I don't think I want any of those things.
"I'm confused about several things at the moment. I noticed there are many
types of the shuttles here. I mean this hanger is huge but so is the shuttle we
came on. It appears that it's full of the same type of shuttles that we came on
from one end of the hanger to the other. Do the shuttles remain on the ship?
Where are the Scout Ships? Are they always deployed to escort the shuttles?
What……….?"
My father-in-law interrupted me by saying, "Hold on there Arlene, wait a
minute please. I know you have questions and all of them will be answered very
soon. Now come along with me as the medical personnel are waiting for you."
My father-in-Law took my hand into his with Gordon taking my other hand we
began to walk to what appeared to be a door. The markings on it were of the same
language as I learned during the past month of my training.
As we approached a door it slid silently open allowing us to go through it
into a long corridor I noticed at that time also that there was no sound of
activity. As we walked through the door it silently closed behind us. There were
many doors down that corridor some with and without the alien symbols all of
them closed. It was then that I knew what a condemned prisoner felt like on
their way to the execution chamber in a prison.
Having traversed several corridors we entered through a door that was open.
It contained vast amounts of electronic equipment that I would not dare to
venture a guess of what it did. Several people walked about as well as others
engaged with the equipment. A tall man that looked to be in his forties age wise
was with using one of the pieces of equipment when he saw us, motioning for us
to come closer.
"Arlene, Gordon, Daniel welcome. We have been expecting you. Arlene and
Gordon please go with Patricia. She will start the sequence of tests that will
be needed. Daniel, we can notify you when Gordon and Arlene are finished."
We walked with the Patricia to another area of the laboratory. We were told
to enter two enclosed cubicles. That resembled the telephone booths of a by gone
era. Once inside we were told to relax as the door closed. Several minutes went
by I was getting anxious to get out. Okay I was bored.
The door released allowing me to walk out. As I stepped out so did Gordon.
We went immediately to each other and entwined our hands.
"Thank you your high…………….Thank you Arlene, Gordon you're both finished. If
you go back to the doctor he has the results of your tests."
We both walked back to where Gordon's father and the doctor waited. They
both seemed to be into deep conversation until we walked to them. They both
stopped talking abruptly.
I was very careful of what I said. I had the notion that the conversation
was centered on us. There are times when we as humans have a tendency to not
grasp all that is said to us immediately. When those two men ceased to speak
when our presence was noted my thoughts went to what Patricia said or to
rephrase it what she didn't say. I distinctly heard her say, “your high” or was
it “you're high?” Was she saying that I was high from drugs or alcohol usage? I
don't think so. I hadn't touched that stuff in a very long time.
The only thing that remotely fit into that category was your highness, as in
royal family or member of the monarchy. Now what the hell was this about? Why
didn't they wish for us to hear their conversation? Was something found wrong
with us? Am I dying? Is Gordon?
"Are you okay Sweetheart? You seem a bit far off. What's wrong?" Gordon
asked.
"Oh nothing, I'm alright. I was just thinking to myself how wondrous it was
to be here." I lied.
I glanced at Gordon's face as I said those words. I know that he knew that I
was telling a fabrication of the truth. We have become so very close to each
other that we are cognizant of each other's emotions. Perhaps, also, I am not a
very good liar.
"Okay kids, the doctor has given seen fit to release you both," my
father-in-law said.
I wanted to say what I thought as we walked down the corridors of the mother
ship. I had so many questions that were not being answered I was terrified as to
what those answers might be. I had to maintain that wall around my thoughts. I
after all didn't want anyone to know what my fears were. With every step we took
it was difficult to maintain that mastery of my own privacy.
We came upon another doorway what area we were in I could not possibly tell
you or anyone for that matter. Was I lost? Were we lost? Most definitely or at
least I was.
"Arlene, Gordon and I will leave you now so you can get prepared to meet the
Elders." Daniel said.
"Wait a minute you two. You mean to say that I have to go into that room by
myself? For what? Gordon has been with me constantly on this adventure."
"Sweetheart just do as my father requests, please." Gordon said and kissing
me.
How could I say no to this man that I love so deeply? All I could do was to
nod my head to signify my acquiescence.
The door opened swiftly allowing me to enter into another more lavishly
appointed waiting area. By lavish I meant that at least it had color on the
walls and what appeared to be paintings adorning them. As I inspected one of the
paintings it suddenly changed to a portrait of a young woman that I had seen
somewhere before. Her clothing was bit unusual but I would assume tasteful
considering or I presumed from the mother world. Besides her clothing she wore a
tiara on her piled hair.
I stared at the picture noticing the similarities between us that we shared.
Her hair was the same coloring as mine. Her eyes had the same shape and color.
Our noses had the same shape and length. Our skin coloring was very close to
each other's coloring. Maybe she was a relative? Why the picture?
"She's gorgeous isn't she?"
I turned toward another doorway to see who spoke. It was my mother followed
by my sisters. I also saw the similarities between all of them and the woman.
Yet I was the only one to share the exact hair coloring of that woman.
"Who was or is she, mother?"
"That was Queen Aimaila of Kriac, Dear. I think it is now we need to speak
further."
"I don't understand. Why? Although the both of us have a striking
resemblance to each other."
The thought occurred to me, I'm a clone!
"No dear you are not a clone. You let your wall down." Mother said
humorously.
"Okay, I can see a family resemblance, I think. Is she some distant relative
to us."
"You're correct there in more ways than you may think. She was my sister and
your mother or at least the donor of an egg that produced you. Your father was
the king of Priac he was to marry my sister until the planet was destroyed.
You see Aima had a premonition several months before the Fleet was
completed. She saw the destruction of the planet. I was the only one of the
persons she spoke to about it other than the royal doctor. A decision was made
at that time to take several of her eggs when she ovulated and preserve them
cryogenically on board this mother ship and several others. The Kings sperm was
donated unbeknownst to him. We told him it was part of a fertility test to
insure there were to be heirs to the crown.
Amanda is the sister of the king of Priac and Gordon is her son and future
king by right of succession. Our two continents had always been at odds with
each other for one reason or the other. It was decided at a council of the two
continents to build the fleets together and to become one planet. The King of
Priac and our Queen were to be married. I think you basically know the rest of
the story. You are the next Queen and your Gordon is the next king and of course
little Lynn is our princess. Our people do need you. You both are a unifying
factor to our survival. Our councils do need you but those that came onboard the
other ships need you as the buffer between their two lives."
King? Queen? Eggs? Sperm? Surrogate? Mother is my Aunt? No, mother is my
mother! I remembered the slip up of words by the medic Patricia. This was too
much for me to handle at one time. Why does everyone do this to me? One minute
I'm emotionally stable and the next I'm an emotional wreck. I started to cry.
Mother took me into her arms and held me.
"Sweetheart you have made all of us proud of you in so many ways. You are of
the royal bloodline. Those that died on our planet would be proud this day to
see your ascension to the throne, taking your rightful place to lead our people.
Yes there will be decisions to make but the councils will help as will Gordon,
Amanda, your entire family and I. Now let's get you ready. We have a great deal
to do."
I was taken to very large room and told to undress. I wasn't about to argue
with anyone as I was still in a state of shock. I was given a robe by Irene, and
then gave me a hug. Karla and Sheila lead me to another room where I guess you
could call say a bath was drawn.
I've seen swimming pools that were smaller than the one I was about to get
into. As the steam rose from the water I began to relax further sitting down
into with the water up to my chin. Without a word Sheila and Karla disrobed
coming into the bath with me sitting on the other side. Mother and Irene then
joined us. I couldn't stand it anymore with the silence as the initial shock
wore off.
"Okay what's this? The family that bathes together stays together." I said.
I saw the frowns turn to smiles on everyone's faces. I saw the concern they
had earlier ingrained on their face's leave them.
"Are you angry at us, Sis?" Irene asked.
"What kind of a stupid question is that? Sure, I'm very angry with all of
you. Now what else do you all have in mind a trial by combat to show my
worthiness? Perhaps poison? I know QDDs at thirty paces! My lord, that wouldn't
happen, would it?"
"Oh, stop the theatrics! None of those things you're fanaticizing about is
going to happen to you. You have been prepared for this day. This is a day of
joy for us as it is for you.
You are or will be a Queen that has or will reunite the peoples of formerly
two continents of a planet that has a long proud history. These people that have
traveled all these light years have waited patiently for you. The councils have
done well although there have been peaceful disputes amongst us that were
settled. With your guiding hand we as a culture intend to strive and prosper
once again. Granted the decisions you make will be difficult but with Gordon,
Amanda, your sisters and I will help to see that the right decisions are made.
You are a Queen for the people. Let the power you wield never cause the people
to suffer at your hand." My mother said.
"Why did I suffer so as a child? Why was I allowed to be the ravisher I was?
Why was my sexual change so long in coming?"
"The Council decided on the day you were conceived in me that you were to
experience the life as a male primarily due to the fact that many of the
societies of our new home did not favor the female of the species. Our society
may very well be matriarchal but our men are equals in everything we do. There
are no biases as we have seen on Earth. If you were a female your attitudes
might have changed toward men you may have been poisoned from keeping an open
mind due to the violence that many exhibit on that planet we now call home. Our
future queen might have been raped or killed. Our people would not have liked
that to happen. We may be peaceful but there are those that would have insisted
on the annihilation of the perpetrators or more than likely even the planet."
Those words rang true to my ears. But what could I do? I was not around when
the preparations for the launch of this fleet. I was not privileged to the inner
sanctums when massive decisions were made.
"Are there anymore eggs and sperm left?"
"Once you were conceived all of the eggs and sperm specimens were destroyed
except for one specimen. The council saw to this destruction. Each Mother Ship
had a storage area as a safeguard in the event we became separated or settled
elsewhere."
"It would seem that all of the bases were covered. But what would have
happened if…ah…. Well, if I should have died?"
"Well I guess I would have been pregnant again. Due to my Earth Age I would
have had the baby up here on the ship. That baby would have never had the joys
or sorrows that you have had on Earth. The human interaction is of course part
of your nature."
"Okay that I can see but that doesn't tell me who my real mother is does
it?"
"Well, I guess I knew there would one day be a questions of ethics involved.
Well my sister gave her eggs willingly I was inseminated with them. You grew in
me, and I gave birth to you. Now what do you think?"
"We all heard of sisters helping sisters to conceive. So of course you still
my mother. But, what about daddy? I'm not,…………um………… this isn't going to affect
our relationship?"
"Your father has always known. He loved his Sister-in-law and his Queen.
We've always thought it was our obligation to the memories of our families and
the planet we lost. You are and will always be his daughter and our queen too."
"It's time to get ready." Sheila said already out of the bath.
As I was getting out of the water I just had to say the inevitable to my
older sister for all the crap she put me through when we grew up.
"Lady Sheila, what do you say to your Queen?"
I knew I shouldn't have said that. She took several towels draping them over
her shoulder but one remained in her hands. Without warning she whipped it
hitting me soundly on the Butt with me falling back into the bath with a
gigantic splash.
"Sister of mine, you may be the queen but I am still the oldest and the
strongest." She said with a sadistic smile on her face.
"Enough girls, we have to get ready. Sheila thanks to you, we now have to do
Arlene's hair. Arlene don't even think of retribution or you'll go over my knee,
queen or no queen." Mother said.
"Oh it's so good to have family. It's so good to be loved by all of you."
"Sarcasm will get you everywhere brat." Irene snapped back to me as she
stuck her tongue out.
It was just like we were kids, no family again. I felt wonderful that I was
still part of the family. The divulgence of so many secrets had been extremely
hard on me. I had to keep the composure I felt now; I had to remain strong
mentally. Oh crap, whom am I kidding! I'm sacred, genuinely terrified!
When we finished drying off we went into another room set off from the bath.
I was told that up until now these rooms had been sealed, every one of the
mother ships had a suite of rooms that were also sealed. It was a tribute to the
Queen as the leader of a very proud people.
"Mother are the other quarters on the ships like this one."
"Yes in some ways. The family quarters could be as large as this is. It
depended on the size of the family. The single living quarters sleeping areas
kept the women and men separated but with as much living space as possible but
both sexes shared apartments. Since we had kitchens in the quarters there was no
need for a communal kitchen but we had them anyway they are called the Mess
Decks. Guests were not restricted in their comings and goings to any of the
quarters, socializing is encouraged. As far as recreation areas the most popular
places tended to be the beaches, artificial sunlight and pool areas. There were
other forms of recreations but that was the most popular."
Mother's words had me relax a bit more. I didn't want anyone to suffer while
I bathed in absolute opulence. Being a crewmember onboard a ship in space or a
ship on the seas of Earth was a rugged lifestyle. Both gave up the basics of
privacy along with the luxuries you were accustomed to. Both gave up the ties of
family and friends. Your ship was your world it helped to maintain your life.
One mistake on either was your death or a shipmate's death. The far-reaching
seas and deep space exploration were unforgiving. Both were and are pioneers and
explorers, these were special people indeed.
It wasn't until I felt the tap on my shoulder by Karla that I realized my
hair and makeup were now presentable, I was returned back to reality of my
situation.
I was or going to be placed into a position of leadership not for just a
handful of people that worked for me but several million. These people not only
respected our laws and customs but those of their adopted planet. I had to
maintain the proper decorum at all times, compassion to those that required it
and security if they needed it.
My own family was another matter. I had a husband and daughter together with
other family members. The traditions of leadership for all tended to outweigh my
family. I had to find that medium to do both in order to be successful.
"We heard your thoughts sweetheart. Don't be distressed, as you will find
that medium. Concentrate now on the people and the joy they have, to have a
Queen once again to share their joys and their sorrows, their triumphs and
defeats. Now let's get you ready." Mother said.
I was handed a set of iridescent blue garments to put on not unlike the type
of halter style bra and thong panties worn by the women on Earth. The materials
they were made of felt different more of a metallic fiber to me but they did the
job in covering and holding my anatomy together. As a matter of fact they were
sensual in styling and comfortable while being worn. I had found out through my
mother this was the typical attire worn by women aboard the ships as the attire
could be used as a bathing suit.
Next was an iridescent green weskit that was more like a modified dressy
halter-top with no sleeves and exposed back. The stockings this time where
basically the same as found on Earth but went about two inches below the knee. I
had to surmise that I would be wearing slacks unless the skirt was below knee
length.
Well at least I was right in my conjecture except these slacks seemed to
have a mind of their own. They seemed loose when I put then on having the same
fastening as the flight suits, within seconds they molded to my body contours by
themselves. The only thing I hoped is I didn't have to use the Powder Room as
usual.
Shades of Emperor Ming! Dale Arden of Flash Gordon fame must have designed
the boots and cape that followed. I was helped into a pair of boots that went
past my knees of the same colors with a four-inch stiletto heel. I thought that
a dominatrix must have designed the shoes when I weaved as I stood straight.
The crowning glory to this disaster was the cape. It had a collar that stood
a foot over my head, conical in shape. This damn thing even had shoulder pads
that an earth football player couldn't get hurt in. the rest of the body of this
garment was cut to the waist then went to a train that trailed five feet behind
me. All I need was a caboose now as I had the whole train behind my ass! I
decided than and there I was going to really pitch a fit if they came out with a
headdress. This was not Las Vegas and I was not a showgirl!
With the amount of clothing I wore everything combined should have weighed a
great deal. I noticed that there was very little weight at all. Well at least if
I fell on my face walking in these boots I wouldn't be hurt if I rolled onto my
shoulders.
"Are we all ready?"
Turning around I saw that all of us were dressed in a similar style. The
thoughts that came to my mind was a poem by the Late English Poet Alfred Lord
Tennyson called the Charge of the Light Brigade. This poem was written to
memorialize a suicidal charge by light cavalry over open terrain by British
forces in the Battle of Balaclava (Ukraine) in the Crimean War (1854-56). 247
men of the 637 in the charge were killed or wounded. Britain entered the war,
which was fought by Russia against Turkey, Britain and France, because Russia
sought to control the Dardanelles. Russian control of the Dardanelles threatened
British sea routes.
The Charge Of The Light Brigade
by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Memorializing Events in the Battle of Balaclava, October 25,
1854
Written April 10, 1864

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,

All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
'Forward, the Light
Brigade!
Charge for the guns!' he said:
Into the valley of Death

Rode the six hundred.

'Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there
man dismay’d?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Some one had blunder'd:

Their's not to make reply,
Their's not to reason why,
Their's but to
do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front
of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,

Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of
Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,

Flash'd as they turn'd in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an
army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke

Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the
sabre-stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not

Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of
them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with
shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well

Came thro' the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that
was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade?

O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honour the
charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!

Those words by the Author seemed apropos to my situation. I totally knew the
feelings those soldiers felt as they rode through the bullets, sword and cannon
shell. I felt that I was about to do the same except I would never be
immortalized in a poem for the deed or deeds I was about to partake in. My knees
began to shake as my fright took over my body. Whatever courage I had, had left
me. I was rooted to the spot were I had been standing. I stood in avid, abject
fear and terror of what was to be. I finally choked out the words to everyone
that they wanted to hear. I had to find the courage for myself, Gordon, Lynn and
for all the people that had traveled so far to rebuild their lives and families.
"Yes, yes I'm fine. Shall we go?"
"Good Girl! Now you will follow us into the reception hall on the
observatory deck. If we are going too fast just let us know and we'll slow down.
Just take some deep breaths, you'll be fine."
We walked down the massive corridors and through so many doors I had lost
track of them. It was strange not to hear any noises there were not even the
sounds of our footsteps as we traversed the ship, all I heard was the
ever-present slight humming sound possibly from some machinery. At last we
approached a set of closed doors where two distinct groups of people stood at
each side.
They were to be our honor guard that was comprised of the security staffs
chosen from all the mother ships. The one thing that made them stand out was the
coloring of their uniforms, which was red and gold. They were armed with the
ever present QDD. There must have been at least one hundred of them present.
I noticed that half of the security team took to places in front of us while
the rest went around to my back. Only two of them walked to each side of me. I
almost didn't see them at first due to the fear that was once again building
inside of me until one of them spoke.
"You're doing fine Arlene. Just try to relax, it'll all be over soon."
I looked to my left were the voice spoke. It was Eve with her ever-present
smile. I looked to my other side and it was Paul. Just by having the two of them
present made me relax somewhat as I smiled the smile of a greeting to them both.
We walked down the corridors and through those doors. What caught my eyes
was the immense size of this room as we entered it. At first I thought I was
walking on carpeting until I realized it was a grass that was light green in
color and trimmed very short, which mystified me. We walked further around the
outer walls noticing the walls allowing the vastness of the universe to be
observed through something that I doubted was glass. The clearing was entirely
filled with those that were to witness the ascent of their queen to the throne
of leadership.
There were florae and fauna that I had never seen. The fragrances alone made
you want to visit the homeworld. Some of the trees bore unusual coloring and
tallness while others were dwarfs in stature. Many of the plants had flowers
with colors of every spectrum of a rainbow. I saw flowers that would dwarf the
tallest Sunflower plant on Earth. I had to assume that these plants were native
to the home world. There were also animals that were part of the ecosystem the
likes of which mystified me. This area of the ship must also be a sanctuary of
for the travelers to remove themselves from the mundane droning of shipboard
life.
The procession walked deeper into the arboretum, we walked further to
another area that had a beach. We finally came to a stop in another area that
can best be described as a clearing that open to a beach like sandy area with a
manmade lake. The sand appeared to be the color of the purest gold valued so
highly on the planet Earth. The water was of the deepest clearest blue I had
ever seen.
I gazed out upon the water staring out in wonderment when Amanda came
forward to me saying, "Are you ready to proceed with the test Lady Arlene?"
I was dumb founded, what test?
I felt that nudge again telling me what to say, "Yes, High Elder."
"Let the test begin."
My sister's came forward, helping me by removing all my clothing except for
the panties and bra. This was not a time to be modest as I was nudged again and
told to go into the water. What was strange I could not think who was telling me
what to do.
Gently and carefully I entered the majestic blue waters. My skin tingled as
I went deeper and further from the shore. The water became a bit cooler, I felt
that nudge again telling me to drop my wall and announce that I was there. What
the hell was I doing that for? What the hell was in here? Oh Crap, what if it
ate meat? Was I the main course for dinner?
I did what I was told to do with the water lapping at my shoulders and neck.
I was rewarded with a slight playful poke at the small of my back that caught me
off guard. I was suddenly immersed with the water over my head. As I surfaced I
realized I was in salt water just like the Earth's oceans.
I felt something smooth like skin brush my hand. It was very similar to the
Dolphins and the Orca I had touched in the ocean on Earth. What the hell was it?
I let my wall down again and announced myself. I couldn't see anything break the
surface as I did. I did feel something with its presence but I still could not
tell what it was.
Once again I was tapped lightly this time on the leg. I had enough of this
playing around either I was dinner or I was a friend. I dove down into the
water; I finally saw a shape in the clear water. It did look a bit like our
friends the dolphins on earth. There appeared to be many of them here. I
wondered how they were so similar to the Earth species.
I saw the largest of the animals coming toward me. I was running out of air
and needed to take more into my lungs. I went toward he surface breaking it,
expelling and getting air into my lungs, then diving back down into the water.
The creature was fast almost upon me ultimately stopping scant inches from my
face. I could see the bottle like snout, rows of what appeared to be very sharp
teeth, the smooth skin the intelligent eyes. It did seem to be similar to the
creatures of Earth.
I extended my hand to the creature trying to show it that I meant it no
harm. Without warning it grabbed my hand into its jaws, holding it in place but
not to the point of injury. This creature was approximately twelve feet long
with a weight of more than any person I knew of. Its Speed was uncanny, as we
cut through the water just as quick as the dolphins of Earth. My immediate
reaction was fear but for something unknown to me I felt none of that fear.
There was purpose and meaning in the direction we traveled with the others I had
seen.
We began to slow in our speed as we were barely skimming through the surface
of the water as we traveled. The Dolphin released my hand from its mouth
allowing my body to travel with the momentum of the speed it traveled. I
happened to look in the direction we came from not see the amassed people almost
brought me to the panic stage. How far had we traveled? Where was everyone?
Where was I?
I had managed to see several shapes upon the surface of the waters I was in.
As suddenly as I was pulled and brought here to this location I was released.
There was movement in the water directly ahead of me. I saw several of the same
type of animals' rise from the water to do their aquatic ballets on the flukes,
their tails. These creatures, I was convinced, were somehow or someway
genetically liked to the creatures found on Earth. Their size and shape were
identical to their cousins. The mystery was, were these creatures from Earth or
from the home planet? Conceivably I would be told later the secret of their
existence on how they had come to the ship. Watching these magnificent creatures
was an easy task to perform as they all cavorted about the animal that just had
returned with me in tow. I was left alone while this greeting took place I would
have to assume this as I watched their rituals.
Not long later they swam en bloc to the location I was at. One by one they
came and touched me allowing me to touch them in return. Each of them allowed me
touch and rub their nose and stomach areas. All of them sang their songs as I
did this. I was gratified that I was accepted by these denizens of the deep.
They remained and circled me with their heads above the water singing more of
their songs.
As they all sang I listened to them I had the further feelings of joy. It
was then that the largest of the Dolphins swam beneath me until I was straddled,
sitting upon its back. It swam effortlessly through the waters with all the
others following and frolicking in the water.
Not long I was within eyesight of the beach that I had been disrobed on. The
people were still gathered with two people standing out amongst all, those two
people were Amanda and my mother.
The closer I came, the louder the assembled people's voices became but I
could not distinguish the words. Closer and closer we came to the beach that was
when I heard the cheers from all. The dolphin I had been riding stopped,
allowing me to get off. When my feet felt the sandy bottom and I stood up, I
gave the dolphin another loving stroke and pat on its nose before returning to
the others. I watched closely as another came forward this time with her baby
allowing me to rub her blowhole and the pat the baby.
I heard the assembled people state excitedly, "You are truly the Queen. The
water creatures have decreed it so."
"The Elders decree Lady Arlene to be the rightful heir to the throne. May
all the families be one" Amanda said then lowering herself to her knees.
I heard the chattering of the dolphins behind me as I gazed about. All of
these people did the same as Amanda including my own family. Some went as far as
to prostrate themselves in homage. I was not ready for this type of display of
veneration.
"Please everyone, please get up. I am not a deity I am but one of you."
I heard the mumblings of some, merging with the voices of the dolphins.
"It has long been the tradition to show our respect to our leaders, our
queen." One of the Elders said.
My anger seemed to flow until I managed to control it. I was, no I am just a
normal person. I may have been conceived differently, grown up differently and
had a baby differently but basically I was the same. Or was I that different? I
guess I did break the norms of human and sexual behavior a bit. Oh hell, I
shattered them!
"Okay then" I said under my breath, "I command of you to rise." I said in a
commanding voice.
Everyone rose; they had blank looks on their faces that told me they seemed
confused.
"As of this moment by my royal decree no one will kneel or throw themselves
to the ground to give me homage. This will not be tolerated in my presence we
are but one people. We no longer have our homeworld we have an adopted world
that does not know of us and thus shall it be."
I saw the smiles on Amanda and my mother's faces. I had to assume I had done
the right thing.
"The Test is now over by decree of the Elders. Lady Arlene has passed! We
will adjourn so we might prepare our queen for the coronation ceremonies. Space
will be limited so we have prepared to transmit the ceremony to all the ships in
the Armada. This will include the transmitters on our adopted world to our
people there that could not be available to visit. Now we will all depart to
allow our queen to get ready. We thank all of you that have gathered here to be
witnesses of this historic event. Let the festivities begin! " My mother said.
The people began to leave in a joyous nature. I walked back into the water,
as I needed to say goodbye to my new friends. As I stroked each one Gordon came
to my side with Lynn. All my new friends came and greeted my husband and
daughter allowing Gordon to touch each of them to Lynn's delight.
I took Lynn from him into my arm's they smiles I received would warm the
heart of anyone that disliked children. I allowed each of the dolphins to come
to me to nudge her tiny body gently with their bottle shaped noses. They each
knew that she was part of Gordon and I. Each dolphin knew we would protect them
within this sanctuary aboard the mother ship.
We made our final good-byes to our friends and left the waters that gave
these creatures and us life.
(End Of Part 1)
Part Two Coming Soon!