Chapter 22

The council began interviewing the girls one by one, and with no fear of repercussions coming back on them from a pod leader that wasn’t very good, we found out that not only had he told the girls exactly what I had heard, he tried it with the two girls he had been having sex with first. When it came for his turn to talk he stepped forwards. He was a young man, muscular, clean shaven, and small dicked. I’d say micro dicked but I’m not sure if that was accurate. He openly admitted to what he had done, with the justification that they were probably going to end up with him anyways, so they should put out. After hearing this I immediately stood up, interrupting him.

“I’m sorry to interrupt.” I said to the council. “But if this is happening now, how many times has it happened before?” I asked, repeating the thought I had earlier. “I was told that the pseudo pod idea was created and implemented by my father.” I added. “If so, how long has it been around?”

“About fifteen years.” Trevor said.

“Fifteen years, and none of you liked it when it was implemented, what about now?” I asked.

It took a moment or two for the group to come out of their shock and agree that they still didn’t like it.

“Then it’s my proposal that after it is decided what will be done about the situation with this pseudo pod, that a vote is cast about the whole Pseudo pod program being shut down.” I said.

“Mr. Twilight? Is it your position that the pseudo pod program is a bad idea?” Trevor asked.

“I think we can clearly see how it has been abused. I once heard that only one in every twenty five customers of a business may complain, and the other twenty four will stay silent.” I said. “Before Kisumi complained to her sister and I overheard, how many complaints has the council been made aware of? And how many bad reviews of pod-mates have come in that feel similar?” I asked. “My guess is not enough complaints, and too many bad reviews. So it is my stance that the program should end, and things be reverted to how they were when it came to pods before.” I said. “Listen, I’m only the proto owner, as you said, I have to wait until the summer to take on the full ownership role, and as I see it, the council can probably run the island without much input from me.” I pointed out. “And yes, I’d prefer things go that way, I’d like to sit back and let the government that was put in place long before I came here do its job.” I added. “Do I have ideas? Sure, and I can suggest those, but doing something like this pseudopod thing without actually running it by the council or doing research wasn’t a good idea. And it’s my opinion that the bad ideas do need to get undone ... by the council...” I explained.

The council looked at each other and nodded.

“Thank you for your time.” I said before returning to my seat.

The council leaned in with each other and talked quietly. After a few moments they leaned back.

“In regards to this situation with the pseudopod. It is the council’s ruling that this pod is now dissolved, and the members may return to their prior pods if they are not petitioning to start a permanent pod, joining the local forces, or joining a premade pod. In regards to the leader, Steven, we are ruling that you will have the choice to head for the mainland of the united states, if you don’t wish to go there, you may request another country, and if you decide to stay on the island, you shall not retain any pod privileges, nor be able to start a pod on your own, at most you will be allowed to be a pod gamma due to your mistreatment of your fellow pod mates. Though we may be open with sex here, it is still not to be forced on any individual who does not wish it. This is something you learned when you turned fourteen and entered social building class.” Trevor said.

The ladies of his former pod seemed over joyed at this, hugging each other.