Wednesday Morning

Wednesday Morning

Allison

“Manny, where were you? I needed you, and you said you’d help me anytime.”

“My patience is gone. You need help so often now. I don’t have the energy for it anymore. I just can’t.”

“But ... you promised. Doesn’t that count for something?”

“Maybe at one point.”

“But...”

“Enough. I’m leaving. Don’t ask me to stay.”

“No ... please. I can change. Honest. I really can.” A blaring noise suddenly filled her ears. “What is that noise?”

“Wake up!” a female voice shouted.

“But I’m not asleep. Really.”

“Allison, sweetie, you’re having a nightmare.” Allison felt the room fade and noticed her bedroom appear a moment later.

“Huh? What time is it Mom?”

“Time to get up. Can I ask what that was all about?”

“Something I shouldn’t be worrying about.”

“That’s often the case. Breakfast will be ready in fifteen minutes.” Allison nodded her head and wandered into the bathroom.

Manny wouldn’t do that, would he? Besides, it’s not like I’m completely dependent on him. I handled yesterday pretty well. Ouch ... too hot. Okay, that’s better. Now where’s that soap? Ahh ... there it is. She quietly started to lather her body, wondering what her father so badly wanted to ask the night before.

“Oooh ... no, I don’t have the time right now” she exclaimed as her soapy hands made their way down her breasts. “Besides, I’ll have more than enough orgasms today.” Sweetheart, are you awake?

Yeah. Even if I wanted to sleep late, I couldn’t.

Any particular reason?

Mostly things I’m not comfortable discussing right now. Dad’s screaming all night didn’t help either. I’ll see you at school, okay precious?

Yeah. “That’s odd. He’s normally much more willing to talk to me.”

Maybe he doesn’t like me anymore.

No. I refuse to believe that. She reached for the nearby shampoo bottle. When he is comfortable enough to speak with me about whatever it is, he will.

“Allison! Phone for you!”

“Be right down mom!” She quickly rinsed the shampoo from her hair, turning off the water as she opened the door. Maybe he decided he’s ready. Now, where is that hair tie? There it is. Hmm ... jeans or a skirt? Jeans will survive the duffel bag better, but a skirt will probably look nicer. But, a skirt is more likely to be stolen. “Sarah, would a skirt or jeans work better for today?”

“Jeans. It’s too windy for a skirt.”

Allison quickly pulled on a pair of white panties and blue jeans, a white lace bra and simple pink t-shirt. There. Conservative, but still pretty. Manny, are you okay?

Emanuel

A feeling of dread passed through Emanuel. Huh? I haven’t felt dread this strong since ... uh oh. I’ll talk to Sensei about this before I do anything else. He dropped his thought wall for a moment. Precious, I may be a little late ... something came up that I need to take care of before school. I’ll do my best to be on time.

Can I ask what it is?

I’m not at liberty to say actually. Sorry.

I understand. Good luck.

Thanks. “Okay, there’s my duffel, and there’s the spare, but where is my book bag? Right ... already on the bike.”

Allison

“Good, you’re down. Say a quick hello to Grandma and eat up. The bus should be here in about ten minutes.”

“Okay mom. Hi grandma ... I’m good ... School’s going okay ... Yes, I am in the Program ... No, not out of choice ... It’s a graduation requirement now ... That wouldn’t work Grandma ... I’d need to move to another country, that’s why ... No, they have it too ... I don’t know, Pakistan maybe? ... Yes Grandma ... Not yet Grandma ... Not for that reason. I do have a boyfriend ... No, he respects my wishes ... I don’t believe that anymore ... Grandma! How could you say that? ... That’s enough Grandma, have a nice day.”

“Which one did she use?”

“The W word.”

“I tried to tell her times are changing, but you know how people can get as they get older.”

“Yes mom, you’ve told me a million times.”

“Exaggeration’s not nice kiddo. Eat up.”

“Yes mom.”

But, what if Grandma’s right? What if the Program is designed to make whores out of us all?

No. What would the government have to gain from a nation of sexual promiscuity? That can’t be their reason.

Of course that’s not their reason. There’s only one possible reason: to put doubt into people’s minds about religion, and thus lead to other evils like cloning take over. As she thought this, she felt herself start to slip.

No, I can resist this. I don’t need... she thought as she felt the walls come up around her. No! I want those pancakes she thought as she watched in horror as her body pushed the plate away.

“Are you okay kiddo?”

Allison watched in shock as she nodded her head. No! Mom, can’t you tell something’s wrong?

“If you say so.”

She knows ... but she knows there’s nothing she can do.

Emanuel

“Thank you Sensei. Your wisdom has helped me again.”

“Kenshi, you know I consider it a great honor to help my students. I have a strong feeling she’ll need your help soon, and I trust you will select your words and actions with great care.”

“Of course Sensei. Thank you again.”

“Make sure you are not late for school.”

“Of course. I will see you this afternoon then.” Allison, precious, I’m on my way.

Allison

“Allison? Are you okay?” a familiar voice asked.

No George, I’m not okay! she thought as her head nodded.

“Allison, why is the crowd getting antsy? Why are they even here?”

I’ll be right next to you in a few seconds precious.

“Miss Kirse, if you refuse to strip down, we can and will do it for you” a security guard said.

“That will not be necessary. I can help her.”

Manny!

“Allison, you can’t really allow this stranger to touch you like that.”

He’s not a stranger George. He’s my Program partner and boyfriend.

“I don’t mean any disrespect, but what gives you the right to dictate Allison’s behavior?”

“I’m her best friend, and have been since we were young. And who are you?”

“Emanuel, her Program partner and boyfriend” Oh no ... we just went through this with Kara.

Manny, beware. George has attempted to beat up anyone who even tried to flirt with me.

I can hold my own, and I’ll do my best not to hurt him.

Thank you sweetheart.

“Mr. Lopez! You and Miss Kirse better start now.” Allison watched George wander off as she felt a hand touch her shoulder.

Try to relax precious. The sooner we strip, the sooner we can get somewhere quiet.

Where maybe this can be broken?

Exactly.

Allison felt her body tense up and freeze for a moment. Suddenly, she watched as her left arm flexed upwards. Her right followed moments later. She felt the temperature drop as her shirt was lifted gently over her head. She felt a tug on her bra straps, and a moment later, an easing of the tension. She felt two small bounces as Emanuel gently lifted the bra off. By the way precious, I love the new jeans on you. They fit your curves very nicely.

Thanks. They’re coming off next I’m guessing.

Once I take my shirt off. She felt her arms lower and settle against her sides. She felt a tug on her jeans and heard the zipper being pulled down. The wind hit her legs a moment later as she felt the denim slide down. She watched each leg get lifted as the denim was pulled gently off and placed down again.

Exactly. Allison felt a gentle tug at the side of her panties. Are they done yet?

“Mr. Lopez! Miss Kirse – I’d like speak with you for a moment.”

Great ... we need to comply, as much as I hate the idea.

Not necessarily precious. Class does start soon. “Is it important Mrs. Benerdon? We need to get to homeroom.”

“It can wait until Allison’s session with Ms. Luden.”

Thank you sweetheart.

Not a problem precious. We’re here

Allison watched as their homeroom teacher looked up at them. “Miss Kirse, Mrs. Benerdon has requested to have a meeting with you and Ms. Luden right away. I have a pass waiting for you.”

You’ll remain open to me, right?

Of course precious.

Emanuel

Emanuel shook his head as he watched the two boys talking in the corner. “Are you nuts man? She’s a zombie.”

“I know. I don’t have to worry about her feelings that way.”

What a jerk. “Do not be talking about my partner and girlfriend like that. It’s disrespectful to any girl, and I will not allow you to talk about her that way.”

“How can you date her then? It’s not like she can respond to you” the first boy replied.

“We have our ways of communicating.”

“You can do what you like to her, right?” the other asked.

“I respect her too much to do that.” Stupid pigs. No respect for women.

Allison

Three ... two ... one...

“Very well, you may go now Miss Kirse. I’ll see you at our normal time.” Allison felt her head nod.

Finally free of that wretched woman. Allison smiled as she noticed the blissful quiet of the hallway. Suddenly the bell rang, and Allison watched as the rushing crowds parted before her. Not again!

“Allison, good. Please sit down here in the front.”

You were right sweetheart.

“I understand you’ve had a difficult time recently with a condition you know little about. I may be able to help, but I’ll need to run a few tests. All things I can do during class time. Is that okay with you?”

Allison watched in horror as her head shook. Have you told her about our gift?

Yes, and I think she’s accepted it as possible.

Let her know I’m giving my permission for the tests.

“Are you sure Allison?”

“Ms. Jenkins, she wants me to let you know that you have her permission.”

“Your gift I take it. I need to test it first. Emanuel, please come here a second.”

Why is she pulling out a blindfold?

To the test our gift.

“Now, what is the image on this card I’m showing Allison?”

Looks like one of the Greek gods. Aries I think.

“Aries, the Greek god of war.”

“One more.”

It’s a ... lolcat? The cheeseburger one.

“The cheeseburger lolcat.”

“Very well, you can translate for her then. Oh, and before I forget...” Allison watched as Ms. Jenkins removed the blindfold and mentioned to Emanuel to sit down as the bell rang. “Is everyone here? Good. Now, do either of you want relief?”

“I’m fine.”

Allison shook her head.

“Then let’s start. As some of you may have noticed, Allison is in an unusual state right now.”

“Yeah, she’s a zombie!”

“Zack, that is an inappropriate thing to say. She is not a zombie, nor is she walking around in a coma. Today, we will attempt to diagnose what is causing this state in her. Before anyone asks, she has given me permission to do so.”

“How do we do that?”

“We’re going to start with some simple questions, and then move onto a few simple tests.”