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This week with Arlene and Jeff:

...As the others went on inside, the two stood watching as the Humvee made the first turn and disappeared from their sight down the driveway. The Clan Queen frowned. "You know I do, but how did you find out that they were thinking about trying for it? They didn't say anything to me about it."

"To me either," the Prime said, putting his arm around his Clan Queen as they walked up the steps.

Diana stopped on the stoop to catch her husband's eye. "If they didn't say anything to you, and they didn't say anything to me, then how did you…"

"The AI squealed on them."

"Are you saying that it eavesdropped and then told you? That seems…"

"Yeah, it does, but according to Helen, the AI follows rules laid down to govern what it has to hear to respond to us properly. Our programmers, in other words, some of my wives, at first, would not allow it to record what it heard until we called it. But with that method, we would sometimes have to bring it up to date, so to speak, for it to understand fully the complicated directions that came out of a conversation or from a compilation of happenings. In other words, it could not respond intelligently until we gave it all the information it needed. That proved to be highly inefficient. So… to allow it to decide better and to be able to serve us more intelligently, it had to be able to retain more of our conversations and happenings in addition to deciding on its own how to better respond - and that naturally involved how much it could tell; at least what it should tell me or us."

His hesitation made Diana wonder just how much of the"us" was involved.

Jeff went on. "It decided that my knowing that the Lieutenants wanting to be part of our Security Service was important enough to inform me about it, so it did. But… it won't tell us or me about any of the private things the two of them did. Although, for instance, it would tell me if they had planned to harm us in some way. I don't want to violate a visitor's privacy, but I do want to be aware of anything that concerns any of us.

"If that's wrong, then so be it. I'm not going to change my mind. And by the way," he said, just to screw with his Clan Queen, "I think that Caldwell just about fucked Cox's brains out."...

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Roust

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

...The First, Second and Third Officers, the Navigator and the aliens' equivalent of a Science Officer were gathered in the First Officer's quarters, the First having told them about his plans concerning the females.

"But Sir, it seems as if you are not expecting us to win when we attack this Earth?" the Science Officer more asked than stated.

The First was shaking his head. "Logically, there is no reason for my negative attitude. We - our fabulous ship - is certainly capable, given enough time, to reduce the major cities of this planet to molten rubble. And as far as we are able to determine, these Earth beings have no real planetary defense. However, I have spent time researching them, and I am rapidly coming to the conclusion that incinerating their cities and destroying their bases is not the best method of subjugating this planet and its peoples.

"Oh, I suspect that the ruling military will capitulate eventually, or at least, appear to do so. The Captain thinks these beings will surrender and within a short period of time, they will modify their production facilities to produce the goods that we require. With our discovery bonus, coupled with the profits from the sale of goods produced on this planet, even the lowest member of our crew should be rich beyond his wildest dreams. The Captain's percentage, of course, will be a truly staggering amount.

"But… my Precog is almost screaming at me that something is going to go terribly wrong. I have no logical reason for this other than the energy pulse back in the rogue asteroid belt accompanied with - again - a feeling of being continuously observed. If this is true, then something is using technology well beyond our capabilities. I stress that I cannot prove any of this, but it never hurts to be prepared...

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Roust

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

..."Yeah, I know, but darnit, I'm getting more afraid all the time. This surely isn't anything like meeting one of our clients for the first time. He had paid the escort service for us, but we didn't know at that point whether he wanted anything beyond arm candy. But, men are easy. Long before the escort part was over, I always knew - and I know you did too - if he was going to ask for more, and I would have made up my mind whether I was willing to risk him or not."

"Crap," Ashley griped. "Now I'm more worried than I was when we began this conversation." After a moment, she, barely suppressing a giggle, dropped a non sequitur. "Have you ever cooked over a campfire?"

Christine let out a nervous giggle. "The only campfires I've ever even seen were on TV or at the movies. Does that count?"

Ashley sighed. "I hope so because that's as close as I've ever been, too."

"Did you notice that outhouse on the vid? At least I think that was what it was? There was a porta potty sitting a few feet from it. The porta potty was just like the ones at the park."

"Yeah, I got that okay, and the outhouse is painted up so nice that it almost looks… cute, but I don't look forward to sitting in either of those things with it so cold. You did notice all that snow piled along the walkway where they had been shoveling it clear? At least we're familiar with that," Ashley said with a grimace.

"Yeah, too familiar. I wonder how long it is until summer there?"

"Good question. And Diana said that the only heat was that fire we saw on the vid."

"I think that was a big pile of wood that was barely visible on past their bed. Don't you have to chop wood for it to burn properly? I've seen people doing that in the movies, but that's all I know about it."

"Yeah, I think so. Uh, the cave has a dirt floor. I guess that walking around in our sock feet on cold mornings won't be happening there."

"Still want to go?"

"Heck, yes. I'll shovel snow, cut up buffalo, kiss Jasmine's ass and do anything else she asks if she'll let me - let us - be with Morales."

"Yeah. Me, too."...

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Roust

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

..."Just because I'm already at the point of being sore, doesn't mean that I can't give you a blowjob," she answered with just that tone in her voice.

"Not that I don't want another one, but Hon, you've already given me two during the night…"

"So," she teased, "am I limited to a certain number?"

"No way, Baby," he returned, chuckling, "but I don't want to wear out my welcome. I mean, well, there certainly isn't much pleasure in it for you, and… I wasn't able to return the favor because you said that your little button was too sore to stand any more licking."

"Who says there isn't any pleasure in it for me?" she demanded, barely holding back a giggle. "I told you that I often had orgasms when I sucked you. Oh, they generally aren't as intense as they are when you're inside me, and trying to describe them is difficult, but… well, they're… different,close and they somehow make me feel so very close to you, I suppose is one way of putting it. But that isn't a perfect description of the feeling, either. Please, just believe that I really like to do that for you and… as I've said over and over, I enjoy the taste of your come, and it gives me pleasure to swallow it for you. My girlfriends have told me that their men get a kick out of having their women swallow their spend. Most of my friends who do it for their husband or boyfriend, do it because their man likes it, but with me, I like it too, and it's a massive turn-on for me to do it. When I feel it squirt into my mouth, it makes me know how… virile you are. But that's just one of the feelings I get. You're mine and I'm yours are somehow in there too. All those feelings and more just make me want to do it again and again."

"I just don't want you to do things that you really don't like to do," he reasoned.

"Then we're in agreement," she said brightly as, giggling, she freed his cock...

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Roust

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

...You can call it by saying, 'Computer,' with emphasis on the word as I just did."

The nearest screen in the hallway came to life with the AI's image. "Yes, Diana. How may I assist you?"

"I would like to introduce Lieutenant Cox and Lieutenant Caldwell," she said as she indicated each of them in turn. "They will be staying the night and will require your assistance from time to time."

"Certainly, Diana. Good afternoon, Lieutenant Cox and Lieutenant Caldwell."

"Uh, thank you," Caldwell, astonished, managed to respond.

"Will that be all, Diana?"

"For now. Thank you," she finished as the screen went dark.

"We've heard of your AI, but I never expected it to be so…" Caldwell stumbled out.

"Lifelike?" Diana offered with a grin. "One of my sister-wives who assisted with the programming is a true genius, and another of my sister-wives is a genius with computer code. Not to mention the work that her daughter has also done toward the AI program, and in addition, my own daughter, too," she said, nodding to Arlene, "who has added to the project as well."

"We are just directing it at present because it's writing its own code now," Arlene inserted. "Come on, you two, and let's get you set up in your suite."...

Have a goodun;

Roust