Just as he was buckling up his belt, he was alerted to another man's presence in the garden next door with Charlie, as a deep voice boomed out "So now... you've both cum, it's my turn, roll over you dirty slut!" Although a familiar voice, and it could only be him after all, the identity of the mystery man was revealed by Charlie as she responded "But Tommy, don't you want to cum inside me?" If the opportunity had been presented to Alan, he would have jumped at the chance of shooting his spunk deep. She's from Santa Fe."The screaming had subsided, and was followed by a pouty silence. "Does she do drugs?" No, Mother." Ali's voice was tight, controlled. "You'll like her."There was silence again. Then, "Your father wants to talk to you."Before Ali could reply, a deep throat clearing came over the line. "Hi punkin. Sorry to wake you so early. We thought we'd go to breakfast. We'll pick you up in an hour, ok?" Oh. Ok. I... thought I'd go to the library and check the class registration lists, to. ."Sorry, all sold out I guess," she said with a small shrug, then offered up a different blue package. "These are the next largest we still have in stock." Yeah, that's what I figured. Damn hoarders because of the damn fear-mongering news media. It's fine, as it won't really matter anyways," I sighed and held up the box of monistat I was also buying. "Not going to need them for a week or so. I'll try back then." I was about to turn to leave when she put her hand on my arm. Normally that. . Nadenka." the girl said. "I can't believe I forgot who I was!" That's part of how they control you." Rana said."Don't interfere with our sisters' rebirth!" shrieked one of the fully-programmed slaves. She grabbed a gun and emptied the clip at Zaid, who stopped the bullets with his mind. Zaid put her to sleep, along with the others. He did what he could to fix the ones who had still been struggling. The blanks lay placidly, staring at nothing."Talk about Stockholm Syndrome." one of the.