Chapter 1: Bob Whitehead

I was carrying a full backpack and was backpacking on the Lone Star Trail in East Texas. It is a trail that went from where I had started just south of Richards on FM149 to the end, outside of Cleveland, Texas. It passes through the Sam Houston National forest. My dog, an Australian Shepherd named Duchess, and I, were on our second day of travel from my home in Cypress, Texas. I would usually spend my vacation backpacking in the Weminuche Wilderness area of the San Juan National Forest on the Continental Divide Trail, or the John Muir Wilderness area on The John Muir Trail in California, but I didn’t miss the changes in elevation or the switchbacks up the mountains which would stretch an elevation change of a quarter of a mile into over a mile. While there were elevation changes, they were less than three hundred feet, two miles less than the mountains on the Continental Trail. I also didn’t miss the snow that would occasionally fall on me, along with the below freezing temperatures! Being in Texas in April, the chance of snow was less than zero. I laughed out loud at the thought, Duchess turned her head and looked at me. I was breaking the rule about having my dog off a leash, but the chance of getting caught was minimal. And she was on what I call a “Verbal Leash”! She didn’t usually stray very far from me, much less bother other people, she is a very smart dog.

I had gotten her after her owner at the time gave her to me. He had exclaimed that I played with her much more than he ever had. Evidence that he didn’t take care of her was in the condition of her teeth. She had what the Veterinarian had called Distemper teeth, they were discolored from the bacterial infection when she was a puppy. He should have gotten her a Distemper vaccination like the puppies mother’s owner was sure to have recommended.

I have been playing with her for over four years before she became mine. She is so smart that one time I had told her to go get my slippers and pointed down the hallway toward the master bedroom. She went into the bedroom and brought back my slippers even though there were other people’s slippers in the closet. I hadn’t even known that she knew what slippers were, much less knowing she would understand my use of “my” in my sentence.

Almost thirty minutes after my “Verbal Leash” thought, she suddenly ran into the forest under the yaupons that grew close to the trail due to the increased sunlight. At the same time I began to hear a thrumming sound in the direction she was running. A short time later I heard a squeal of pain! I made my way through the yaupons and almost two hundred feet later I emerged from the trees into a clearing and witnessed a saucer shaped object as it took off. I thought she had attacked someone, and she had. But whatever she had attacked wasn’t a human, she was laying on the ground. She was still breathing, so she was unconscious. But being unconscious hadn’t wiped the smile from her face. From her mouth she still had blood dripping from her lips but it wasn’t red, it was a bright green with a lighter color of green fur in it!

I took off my backpack to grab a ziplock bag, but when I turned around to collect a sample of the blood and the green fur, she had green smoke coming from her mouth. My evidence had literally gone up in smoke. A trail of similar smoke led toward where the saucer shaped craft had just flown. The noise had increased just as I was about to be able to see its source. And it disappeared too fast to be able to get a picture of it with the camera I had in my hand. I did find three indentations in the sandy soil the same shape as the strange artifact that had been found below the ground somewhere in Poland or the Ukraine.

I had watched a TV show, The Unexplained about several unexplained objects found across the globe one time. Then I remembered that a doctor in Houston had been on the same TV show. He had a collection of strange artifacts that he had collected from several people who had missing time incidents. They were thought to be medical devices of some kind, but no one was able to recognize them.

That led me to thinking about alien abductions. I didn’t relish the idea of an alien being with green blood shoving a probe up my asshole, so I quickly took several pictures from different distances, including closeups in case the craft came back. But as I started to walk away I noticed a shiny object in the grass of the clearing, it was a rectangular box laying open on the ground. Inside was what looked like a digital camera with several lenses of different sizes. A short lens was attached to the camera. Evidently Duchess had surprised the alien being and he or she had left the camera in his or her haste to get away from her after she bit them. So it was even more likely that it would be coming back to retrieve it. After taking several pictures of it in situ, I closed and latched the box. After picking Duchess up and placing her over my neck I continued to walk away from where I found it, carrying the box with me. After walking a mile I felt safe enough to stop, I laid Duchess gently on the ground and opened the box. I took out the camera and saw what appeared to be hieroglyphics on the top edge. I pressed the one that looked like an on/off switch, the face of the camera lit up and was showing a fire ant mound. It was a video so I pressed the next button to the left, and it started to play. From the mound it zoomed through layer after layer of soil, showing water traps and the tunnels of aphids that they cultivate and maintain so that they can eat the honey-like secretions they produce. They protect them from insects that liked to eat them and fed them plants that helped them make the sweetest honey. Farther down, the Queen chamber appeared, I noticed some numbers scrolling up in the right top corner of the screen. It stopped at 6.9 meters, I assumed it was in metric measurements.

If Galileo could figure out that light had a finite speed using the planet Jupiter in the 17th century. And a French physicist Hippolyte Fizeau roughly calculated the speed of light with mirrors in 1849. An American physicist, Albert Michelson, had measured a much more precise measurement in 1920 and then in 1983 an International Commission had measured the speed using a laser in a vacuum to get a much more accurate measurement. I figured that an alien race far more advanced than us would be able to use the same metric system of measurement.

The Queen was busy ovipositing her eggs, ants would carry them away and stack them, meanwhile many of them were already hatching. I watched the entire video, it was fascinating to observe the most hated insect in all of Texas in their natural habitat. Actually, it’s probably a tossup between them and mosquitoes!

Then I looked at the camera again and pressed the third button to the left. The camera image showed a tree that was behind the tree in front of me. I looked at the figures in the right top corner of the screen, it was still set at 6.9 meters. It wasn’t just behind the tree I was pointing at, it was twenty feet away through several trees before showing the pith, the center of a pine tree. Looking at the lens it had four adjustment rings the farthest from the camera body was the zoom, it would max out at ten meters and come all the way in for focusing on objects less than a meter away. The next closest ring was a manual focus, the third one was the one that would focus down to the cellular level and the fourth ring was a fine focus that would focus inside the individual cells. The third and fourth rings could be turned off. After finding that watching an individual tree cell in the woody part of the plant was like watching paint dry, I switched to the longest lens in the box using a bayonet type locking mechanism. I first tried the focal minimum and maximum. The minimum was one meter, the maximum was twenty five hundred meters. Quite a large range, from the maximum range I began to slowly turn the ring counterclockwise, I was generally pointing down the trail back to where I sat on the ground leaning against a tree. It showed a bunch of trees slowly bisecting them then on to the next tree it continued to be trees until the image suddenly focused on a park ranger, zooming up on the Rangers face I found that she was a woman. That is when I tried the third ring, turning it one click removed her Park Ranger uniform, she was wearing only a matching bra and panty set. I backed the third ring up to normal and her uniform reappeared, then I started the recorder and reacquired her image. I clicked the third ring again and once again her uniform disappeared. Her bra and panty set was black with lots of lace, very sexy! Then I clicked the third ring again, her bra and panty set disappeared. Her tits were exactly the size and shape that I love, little “A” cup beauties that were capped by my ideal size and shape of nipples and areola. Her areola was about the size of a quarter, slightly puffy, with thick nipples that jut out almost half an inch. Perfection! I focused the camera lower and found my ideal pussy, a medium size clit that was erect and exposed from its sheath, lower the inner lips protruded about half an inch, they were wet and engorged as if she was excited. Her nipples had been hard too! Why is she excited? I looked lower and could see a pink antenna from a Lovense vibrator. Once again I went to the third ring, I twisted it quickly through the first four layers, skin, fat, muscle, and then the peritoneum then there it was, her vagina and her uterus. I turned the fourth ring and the vaginal walls disappeared and there was the pink vibrator and it was vibrating! I zeroed the fourth ring and clicked the third ring once then twice. Her colon came into view along with her asshole, and her asshole had something in it too! Once again I turned the fourth ring and her colon disappeared, and what was left was a butt plug, a fairly large butt plug! I knew why she was excited now! But I had lost track of where she was on the trail, until her voice startled me out of my trance,