Chapter 9

Drozul said, “Tom, We have decided what to do with Anna. She is to be reprogrammed. We were unfamiliar with her condition. She is a brilliant woman, but as you say, she lies a lot. She had us conned. As she was, she was unable to accept training or programming. She has a condition known as AntiSocial Personality Disorder or ASPD. The old term was a sociopath. She is worse because she is also Psychotic and uncaring of others.

We are downloading some of her select memories. To clone a new brain with all the proper connections.

I said, “You should just space her.”

He said, “The folks up top have nixed that idea. They want to rebuild her and reprogram her. Then we will return her to your country. She is an experiment.”

I said, “As long as I don’t have to see here again. Oh, and keep her a long way from my family.”

He said, “About that. We want you to give her a healthy baby, and we will set her up like your other women at home.”

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?”

I said, “NO! If you send her to me, I’ll wring her neck myself.”

Drozul looked alarmed, scared even.

He said, “I will have to talk to those above us,” Drozul popped away.

OK, that was not good. Drozul did not exit as he usually would. He popped. It actually made a popping sound when he rapidly vacated the premises.

I said, “99’ find us some mahi-mahi.”

99’ said, “Will do, boss man. I want to say something about Drozul’s exit, if I may?”

I said, “Of course. I would appreciate your insight.”

He said, “Drozul was frightened. I think he was talked into saying you would go along happily with the head office’s scheme. Your bombastic refusal set him back. He worries the bosses will do away with his career and substitute another producer. His insight into your behavior is now questionable.”

I said, “Good point. I think the real issue is that Drozul allows himself to be pushed around by his bosses. I never said I would take Anna back, even for a millisecond. I meant what I said. Think back to 99; do I ever waver after I say something? I can be reasoned with, but if you push me, I shove back immediately, do I not? A man must sustain the weight of his own words. Otherwise, nobody else will believe his word.”

99’ said, “You have the right of it. I guess you are not your average wishy-washy resident of the galaxy. I need to think about this for a while. I see you are well outside any of the preconceived Heillizdt boxes. I hope it all goes well for Drozul.”

I said, “So do I because I doubt I would put up with a new guy. They should understand that. The other consideration is that this is typical of senior boss behavior. They are too remote. They cannot truly understand things as they actually are. They shoved this Anna thing on Drozul. He was not wrong; he was obviously compelled to push her on me?

“They rationalized I would acquiesce and do what they think is a great entertainment idea. They pushed, and now Drozul already knew my mind. If someone says this is not a good idea, the boss(es) uncaringly pushes their idea again. Yet, they pushed too hard this time. They are convinced their idea is correct - solely because they are bosses.”

99’ said, “Great Scott! This is a mess.”

I said, “It is a mess of the boss’s making. I won’t concede to their wishes with a new producer, either. It’s not the Drozul’s fault. It’s the bosses. They are remote and ignorant of the man on the ground.”

I said, “This is a big problem in my own world. Bosses make stupid decisions. They ruin a company. Then, they blame it on the lowly workers who told them differently. They lose the support of the customers who used to buy their products. After that, the organization fails.”

“Then they retry their plan in another country. The final failure is that they have taught people overseas how to make the products. They use our machinery and know-how to manufacture crap that needs replacing often. Some call this progress. I call it free trade insanity.”

99’ said, “You have overheated my transistors, Tom. I need to think about this.’

I said, “I know you don’t have anything as quaint or backward as a transistor.”

99 ‘said, “OK, I am finished tabulating and have counted out using my abacus. Do you mind if I share this with the great AI in the sky? This insight is necessary. I think a certain Boss needs purging, not Drozul.”

I said, “Fine by me.”

I took Tall Woman and Jade fishing. I worried for Drozul. There was absolutely no way I was going to give Anna a baby; she’s dangerous, and I would not do that to a child of mine. Fucking idiots.

I showed Tall Woman how to hold the fishing pole. Where the reel’s controls are, and how to cast it out or drop the bait into the water. I had them coax 99’ until they’d both caught some nice fish. We threw a few smaller ones back in.

We kept some medium-sized fish the girls caught. Medium-sized fish will breed smaller. Eat the medium-sized ones, and there will always be more decent-sized fish in the sea.

The massive ones I landed and released. They were too heavy for the two women to handle. Eat the big fish, and the species will slowly become smaller over time. They are, after all, the parents of all the current fish.

Jade walked away with her new friend, and they took the fish up to clean them together. One was the fish we would have for supper, something about coconut mahi-mahi and a stir fry. Hell, that worked for me. There’s nothing like fresh veggies cooked like an expert. I was really getting hungry.

I fucked off in my office for a while. I’d had more than enough drama the past couple of days. I guess I became spoiled over the years. I did NOT want Anna back.

Naa ... I was always a prick who didn’t like to be pushed. That cost me quite a few relationships and the occasional job. Fuck it, I gotta be me. You won’t hear me bleat or gambol about in the pasture with the rest of the sheep.

The supper was superb. I could tell Tall Woman and Jade got along very well. Amber still stood out as the boss lady. Amber looks perennially 16, but she’s actually in her 50s. Drozul had done an excellent job on her body.

I was getting vibes from Aalea. She sat beside me, and I knew she was on a hair trigger. All five of us soon piled into the bed to get some sleep.

I was woken early.

99’ sent, “Tom, Aalea asked for an early wake-up this morning. She wishes to be this morning’s romp with you. Should I wake her?”

I sent, “Sure. Let’s see what Aalea does.”

Soon, I felt someone moving on the bed. Aalea had been right next to me. I felt her fumbling with my soft cock. She was quickly nibbling lightly on it. OK, that feels nice. A new sensation after all these years. I pretended to sleep.

She eventually could not take it anymore. I felt her move to crouch down over my cock. She knew to wiggle it in her slit. She slowly eased herself down. There was no way this little bitty thing would take it all. She stopped at one point, and then I felt it. Like a thousand fingers tickling my glans. Her extension had gobbled the end of my cock.

It got hotter. It got wetter. She was taking me deeper into her and sniffling about the discomfort. I was not sure if it was audible or if I was hearing it directly from her mind. It felt weird for a minute, and I looked down. Her pussy sheath thing had flowed up my cock.

WTF? That feels so weird. Her part started rotating clockwise a bit and then counter-clockwise. Her organ pulls and twists on my shaft. Her tickler nubs inside her start to drive me over the hump.

I was about to erupt. She kept me on the brink until I could not take it. She must know I am awake and about to dump myself in her, but she won’t let me. She continues to hold me off. She knows right when you do something different to throw me off. My balls are swollen now, and they really ache. I have no idea how long this went on. Every time I got close, she backed it down. How much torture can a man take?

I groaned, “OHHFFFUUUUCCKKK!”

I pulled her by her little ass hips until I was as far in her as I could get. I began pumping cum into her deeply. Then, I felt a new sensation. She clamped on my cock. I felt it pull my cock deeper. I could not move. I was still coming as this new thing wreaked havoc with my senses.

I know what a male dog feels like when his knot locks him tightly inside a female dog. I was well and truly caught.

Aalea quietly whispered, “EEEEEeeeeeeeee, Mmmmmm-mmm-mmmm-mmm.”

Her entire pussy was milking me. I felt as if I was stuck in a calves mouth, and it kept inexorably pulling at me for more and more milk. Then she started shaking.

I reached up and grabbed her nips and pinched them hard.

“Enough Aalea. You’re hurting me now.”

She said, “Oww, that hurt.”

I said, “Well, quit squishing my cock and suckling at it. A little goes a long way. What is that shit, is that some snapping pussy?

She said, “Yes. But my father didn’t know about my little modification. I requested a Zeirlaine-style modification. I did this a while back before he knew I lusted for you. Learning how to make it work right took a lot of practice and exercise.” Was it good?”

I said, “Yes, sweety, if anything, it was too good. Next time, if I ever let that snapping pussy back on me, be gentler. You might have pulled my pecker off. Ha ha, I will say it was certainly an experience. You know your pop will know about this by now?”