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Life and Its Little Oddities
By: TheSearch4

Chapter 12

It was now early March and the government of Virginia was calling itself
broke. This was not the first to take that step. The early victims were the
states in New England and the Midwest. Of course California was the first to
really go broke. They just would never admit it.

John had tightened up the security for the valleys. The road was now blocked
off with a gate and walls. With no traffic that could use it to move from
one point to another, it was taken out of state service. Once that had been
done the wall and gate was built. It was a good three miles from the town to
where the gate was.

All power generation was now for the town and valley use. So three of the
turbines were closed down for now and two ran just part time. All landlines
were cut to the town and there was now no phone service except by wireless.
Removing the wire that brought it down to the VEPCO lines cut the electrical
feed coming from the wind turbines. There would be no more power going to
the company.

Building a gate house of stone and well fortified was an early project.
There were both IR and night vision cameras hidden in the trees up the
mountain, to provide help in defending the house. The goal was no surprises
any more. Each day a new crew of ten would take over the gatehouse.

That was two snipers and one gate controller during the day and a team of
seven for night fighting if needed. Anyone walking into this area at night
was looking for real trouble.

The teams were well placed and heavily armed. There were two Bradley
fighting vehicles and one Abrams tank sitting there each night. The total
for seven tracked fighting vehicles helped be sure they could defend the
road. They were only out at night right now, but their FLIR abilities let
them see any heat signature.

The troops were now at high alert and looking for any possible attackers.
Each mountain had one lookout with IR and night vision abilities looking for
possible people invading. These posts were dug into the ground and concrete
walled. Each had two automated machine gun emplacements protecting it.

At night there were always twenty men out holding down lookout posts. The
way it worked was a trooper had one night of guard duty out of every six
days. No one got burnt out this way. The object was to keep people fresh and
very observant.

It was early in the day when John received a call to come the control room.
He walked over and sat down with David. "What seems to be the problem?"

"No problem boss. You said that sooner or later people would start coming
with families, to move into the mountains. We have a group of around sixty
people at the gate down at the bottom of the mountain. There are may be
twenty adults and the rest are children of different ages. How do you want
to handle this?"

"How much in goods do they have?"

"There are two horse drawn carts filled with goods."

"Send the bus down and bring the main body up. Let them bring their carts up
to meet the rest here at the control center. Call the restaurant and have
them get ready to feed these people. Be sure the restaurant is cleared of
our people before you send them in. Have Sam ready to help any who are sick
and Call Jackson and advise him he needs to get the ferry ready."

Thing were now under way and would be handled smoothly. So John went back to
his office and followed the people on the camera system. They looked like
normal middle class people, who were better dressed than most for the cold
here. The children looked to be in pretty good shape and none looked sick.
They ranged from around 2 to 16 years of age.

Once everyone had come up to the gatehouse the bus took them all to the
diner for a meal. The fact we had electricity and food like they had not
seen in some time caused many comments.

John walked into the restaurant and took a seat. Two men walked over and sat
down with him. "I am Jason and this is Clancy. We are the party leaders and
guides."

"OK now what do you need from us and where are you headed?"

"I am not sure you can help us that much. We have been looking for
ammunition for the rifles we have and food that is freeze dried. That is all
hard to find any more. Our destination is an area of timberland Westvaco
owns of just over one million acres. There are no roads in or power lines
cutting through it. It is just north and east of here."

"Let me ask how are you going to be sure the young children survive?"

Both men hung their heads. "We both know we will lose many of them. But we
could not leave them at home and go through the hell there."

"We have an orphanage here that will take children from toddler to eleven.
The agreement is they stay here until they decide to leave. Families leave
all rights to that child here with the home. As you saw coming up here we
are very well protected. My people are Special Forces trained and we have
the firepower to back them up."

"Yes we saw the tracked vehicles coming up. But there were just three men at
the main gate."

John laughed at this comment. "You were under more fire power then you saw.
There were seven snipers watching you and people in every tracked vehicle.
We don't ask questions first, so you were closely watched to assure you were
safe."

"Just how well defended are you?"

"That you will never know for sure. But we can supply you with the
ammunition you need, food and a solar communication system for later. Once
you have a camp area where your going to stay, if you let us know where your
at, we can provide a little help from time to time."

"We will be over a hundred miles from here."

"That is nothing a helicopter can't handle. But we are kind of a gatekeeper
for people moving to safer places. Now are all your men and older boys
armed?"

"No we were able to get rifles for half of our people. Then only one in
three have enough ammunition."

"We will trade you weapons that use the same caliber ammunition, for the
ones you have that don't. Then we will supply you with needed food once we
know how many to feed and what you have now. We don't have extra wagons, but
can offer you a couple of horses for pack work. But this will be your last
supply point I am afraid."

The men were shocked at John's offer to them. "How in the world can you do
that much?"

"I have been getting ready for this now for some time. So I am better than
well prepared. As I find people who fit your group, I will advise you and
send them your way with supplies. But I will also send some on to other safe
areas to build settlements there as well. You will know where they are and
they where you are."

"That is both dangerous and helpful. If the wrong people find out it could
be very bad for us. But if there are people who when times are bad they
could support you it could help."

"We would of course be very careful who knew where you were and if needed
supply help to defend your settlement."

"How could you do that?"

"I think a couple of Cobras and a gun ship might help?"

"Your that well equipped?"

"Better than that my man. Now are you going to need drugs for injuries and
sickness?"

"We did pick up some antibiotics and things for colds and flu. But we have
no doctor and no one who could give shots."

"That we can help with. Now if you have someone very sick you can call our
doctors and they can walk you through finding out what it is. Then they can
recommend treatment for that person. But as a group you need to make
decisions on who should be placed at risk and at what age level. Then we
will be happy to accept into the school and living quarters the children
most at risk."

The men talked for a time and made some decision. "We are not sure just who
will be at risk among the children. But the ladies need t0o be involved in
this. Do you have any recommendations?"

"No that is not my place. But you are going to have to have everyone able to
work once you get where your going. The group will not have time to watch
children. You will need homes, defensive positions and some areas staked out
for farming come spring and summer. Supplying milk early on will be a tough
item to handle. Life for any child will be no fun in this new world. If they
are there they will need to work."

"We need to talk as a group. I would rather do that without outsiders if
possible?"

"Fine just let the security team at the gate know if you need me. We need to
get you to the ferry crossing by late afternoon. There are three small
houses there for your people to sleep in. In the morning Jackson will take
you across the river and give you maps. Once settled you will need to come
back to the river crossing and pick up some cattle to start a small herd."

As John left the men started outlining the problems in front of them. This
included the help offered here by John. The discussion ran for a long time
before finally coming to some decisions.

The decision to leave children behind was not an easy one. Here the cut off
of 11 was a help, in that any child 12 and older had no choice. The mothers
were not happy, but understood the chance of their child dying was high if
they went on. Children not born to hardship just did not do well in that
condition. It was winter and many had colds right now. That could easily
lead to many lung diseases. Hospitals were no longer an option out here or
even back home.

The decision ate at many a man and woman. But they ended up trying to give
the child the best chance to survive. John was called to the control center.

"Here are the children we feel would be best off staying. It has been hard
for all of us to take this step. I know the ladies would like to see where
the children will live just to settle their minds."

John nodded to Krystal and she walked up and guided the ladies off. The
planning for these people to move forward was well advanced. Everything was
already at the center to be loaded. The old guns that were of a different
caliber were taken for reworking. One pair of night vision glasses was
supplied. They had a solar recharger so the batteries stayed fresh. The
radio system that hooked up with the satellite was ready and took little
training in how to set up and use it.

"You have given us more to keep us safe than we had when we started."

"My people advised me of what others would need to survive out here. We
either bought or obtained via friends what we would need to provide. Keep
your brass and bring it back to the river each year and we will reload it
for you. That is something we cannot make more of for you without more base
brass."

Once the women were back the group left for the crossing point. It was a
much smaller group of just thirty one people and ready to fight if needed.
Twenty nine children had been added to the orphanage. The oldest being a boy
of 10. This brought the orphanage up to 60 children.

Kelly went down to the living area for the kids and talked with most of the
new comers. The amount of colds here was a bad thing. It would run through
the entire group. This group was now separate from the others until they
were over their colds. Sam was dealing with all the kids and doing very well
for someone who does not like children.

This group was a little better educated than the first. Here there were no
fat children, as most of any fat had been worked off before they got here.
Most seemed glad not to have to go with their parents. That question became
one with a good answer. The parents had required that they work and do
without any play. If they were caught playing they were punished.

Kelly knew today was not fair like the many days before. That was just the
difference in economic times.

Dana had met with Dr Kissel and liked the woman. She had asked many
questions and just let Dana talk about her feelings. They had set up a
schedule of three meetings a week for the first month. Then they would
workout a new plan from that point. But just getting some of what bothered
her off her chest seemed to help. She at least was not nearly as tense and
was left wondering why she had attacked John the way she did?

The confusion was really bothering her and she knew next session she would
have to address it. John had done nothing, he had not even known about her
problem. Yet she was angry and mad with him. It just made no sense to her at
all.

Once back at her desk she got into the study she was now running. Julie had
helped her set it up and outline what she was looking for. Not being a
doctor made some of this hard for her. But she had spent years doing
research without the degrees.

The wagons moved down the road and the people looked very well armed. David
had talked with the ladies and let them know a good part of their safety
depended on them. They had been armed with shotguns with quadruple-ought 5
ball loads. It sent out 5 balls of round 38 caliber shot. Not good for long
distance fighting, but deadly in close. Like less than fifty yards where
most woods would require people to be.

Jackson set the females up and let them shot at targets for half an hour.
They got really good at hitting close to where they aimed.

"Ladies you don't have to be real accurate with a shotgun. Once the shot is
just twenty feet away it is spreading out rapidly. So with one of these
volume of fire is more important than aim. Every time you shoot there are
five bullets flying down the line of fire. They are each the equal to a 38
police special bullet. You are using pump action guns. So you have five
shells ready to shoot 25 lead balls as fast as you can pump the gun and pull
the trigger. Keep them belt high or lower for close in fighting."

The ladies now felt like they could add to the defense as well as the men.
"How long can we help the men?"

"John supplied you with 1,000 shells per gun. That is forty boxes of shells
for each of you. They are packed twenty five to a box. You also need to
understand these will bring down meat animals. But once more you have to be
close to do that."

Jackson showed them how to strip and clean their new guns. Each was a fast
learner and really good at putting it back together.

During this time the men had been shown a lot of areas to avoid. Places
where families had been in these mountains for many years and others where
attacks could be made. A route had been suggested with a line showing how to
get where they wanted to be.

Two men had been trained to set the packs on the horses and load them
properly. There was a real trick to not getting the horses sore. The rest of
the day had been a training class for them and they had really needed it.

After a good nights sleep they got up and cooked breakfast. It was still
dark and they were packing the wagons and packhorses. At first light Jackson
came down and loaded them on the ferry. He fired the motor up and took them
across the river and landed them.

All were thankful for the safe crossing and for being dry on a cold day. Had
they been required to do this on their own, they would have had to float the
wagons across. It was a wet messy business and not one for winter weather.
Especially on a river they knew nothing about, but showed it was deep with
slick rock sides. This would be a good way to lose people and goods they
could not afford to lose.

Jackson came back and tied up for the rest of the day. He had horses to
train and this ferry work was a job he never looked forward to. The danger
the river provided was a worry he did not need.

Once he got to the barn he saw the two boys he had been assigned to train.
Both were seventeen and strong as an ox. Their dads were miners and they had
played football when there were team sports. The taller boy was Simon and
the smaller one Thomas.

"Good morning lads this is just day one of your learning to hate me. The
reason for that is I am going to push you beyond your limits and then push
harder. Your going to be traveling places where most would get killed. My
job is to teach you how to survive out there." Jackson waited and nothing
was said.

"The reports you communicate back here will save hundreds of lives. People
like the ones that left this morning will be depending on your information.
One small error will cause the deaths of people who trusted you. Now are you
sure you can handle that?"

Both boys said at once. "Yes sir we can."

"To start have either of you ridden before?

Both had and spent hours on horse back. "That was why we asked for this job
sir."

"How are your shooting skills?"

"We are both dead shots and killed most of the meat for the family."

Well at least David had sent two good boys to start with. "Our job is going
to be doing the scouting of safe areas for settlement. Slowly we will train
small groups of young men to do this as well as fight when needed. You will
find things will become harder as we go forward. People will be far less
trusting and often will shot first and ask questions later. So building up
relationships with a few good people will help a lot later."

"How is this training going to work sir?"

"Once your checked out with the horses, guns and maps you will be assigned
to one of the special forces people to start running training missions.
Sometimes you will not want to be seen. Other times you will try to meet
certain people and start building a relationship. But you will always be
watching and looking for people who are trouble. Those will be noted and you
will move on to the next person. When gangs are found they must be tracked
and broken up or killed off. Those decisions will be made by John and not by
you. You can make recommendations and that is it."

They were getting the picture now. They were the eyes and ears for the
fighting force and looking for places people could settle with some safety.
But they also had to be ready to fight. "I am sure we can handle this. It
uses a lot of the skills we have already developed. Besides both of us like
adventure."

"Look it is dangerous and not adventure. Here you will be risking your own
lives each day. So you both must use your heads and not take risks without
weighting the odds of survival. Understand your not bulletproof. Just one
bad move could get both of you killed."

Some of the real world was now invading theirs. It caused them both to see
just how bad the world had gotten. Things today were nothing like when they
were growing up and this was no game. "I think we see the real facts now
sir. Just teach us what we need to know."

John was working on the money situation here. The credit was the only usable
currency other than precious metals. Today he was checking to see just how
much money was lost each month. Oh it was still in the bank, but people
controlled it and not the company. That was one small hole every government
always had.

After a long search and discovery he found he lost just about eleven percent
per year. It would by no means bankrupt the company, but it did drop the
reserves. This would have to be considered and watched to assure it did not
grow larger.

He stood and walked out to the barn for some air and a break.

"Hi daddy you getting stale also?"

He laughed at this. "Yes sugar I sure was getting stale. I am trying to
balance our money to keep us solvent. That is a job for someone far better
qualified than me. But right now I need to understand just where we are at."

"It really sounds like a computer problem for Tommy and Jimmy. They have all
the data to do it and track it."

She was right and that never crossed his mind. "Thanks for the help. That
never crossed my mind and it should have."

"With all the things going on I wonder why you did not think of it? Your
going to have to slow down if you want to think of everything."

He knew the truth when he heard it. "Your right my little one as normal. But
right now is no time for me to slow down. There is far too much happening
and we must stay ahead of it. One way to see it is its like when the lights
went out in a city and stayed that way. At first there is anger at a
temporary disruption and then understanding that this is for good. So if I
fail to keep people in the loop, we face problems like the one with power.
It is more that there is a problem, than why it exists for most people. They
want to know someone is working on it."

"People are confusing to me Daddy. If they don't know there is a problem,
how do they expect others to know it exists?"

"That is just human nature dear. People expect others to be perfect, but
always excuse themselves from that list."

Kelly laughed at that, but knew it was true. "Are we going riding?"

"I'm afraid not dear. We have another group coming up to the control center.
This one really worries me as there are far to few children in it and way to
many men."

"Do you want me to wonder around and talk with some of the kids?"

"That would help, but security must know exactly where your at. I really
have bad feelings about this group."

Kelly went into the house and dressed down to poor city standards. She added
some dirt and made sure she looked like she had been playing. With the
poorer looking clothing and dirt she would not draw much attention.

John headed down to the center so he was there before the new people. "David
I am worried about these people."

"So am I boss something just is not right."

"Warn everyone that Kelly will be around here dressed down to a poor level.
They need to keep a watch out for her all the time. Also keep her RFID feed
running for me. Also get the snipers out and bring around fifty men down
fully armed and dressed for a fight."

That was set up quickly, as David had pretty much the same feelings John
did. Today you just did not completely trust anyone. He mix of this group
seemed to be wrong, as the ratio of black to white and male to female was
just not right.

This crossing point to West Virginia was the only one not controlled by the
state police or National Guard. No one knew how long that would last? The
state could not afford to keep the borders sealed forever.

The group stopped outside the control centers main yard. You could see worry
on many male faces. There were around fifty plus adults in this group.

"David I am not happy here, so just disarm and arrest the entire group."

Two Bradley chain guns swung into position, as did one Cobra overhead.
"Everyone hands up and do not reach for any weapon. If you do you will be
shot no questions asked. If there is no reason found for this action, we
will apologize and compensate you. But for now we will take no risks."

The men looked around and saw they had no chance to survive. But two of the
female members decided to push the envelope and were killed quickly. At that
point every man and woman were cuffed. Each child searched and moved to a
fenced play yard.

The troops searched each of the adults and found many weapons. In the one
wagon they found weapons, ammunition and one machine gun ready to set up.
They were very well armed and ready for a fight. They were not migrating
anyplace that the troops could see.

Kelly had been talking with the children and was getting a lot of
information. These people were from Roanoke and friends of the band that had
attacked here before. They had brought over one hundred children and were
hiding them down below to sell as slaves. But wiping out this small town was
first on their list.

Carlton took ten men and went to get the rest of the children. With the
location pretty well pointed out, they could work their way into find these
men holding the children.

A backhoe was send back to the clearing where the last group was buried. One
more trench was dug for bodies. John was really pissed at these people and
was going to end this slavery issue now.

The men and women were stripped and cuffed to a long chain. Hands behind
backs and then connected to a long chain running person to person. It was
cold enough for this to take a lot of the fight out of the prisoners. They
were allowed to keep their boots or shoes on just to keep complaining down.

It was almost two hours later when Carlton came riding up to the center. He
got off the bus and led the children into the building. "We got ninety three
and that is all that was left. It seems three died last night and men raping
girls not old enough for sex caused that. In questioning the children the
men used both girls and boys and the women used the boys for their pleasure.
There is no child over nine here and many at four to seven. I would love to
cut some cocks and nuts off and just let them bleed to death."

"I see no reason for any court proceedings after that report. They are
either directly guilty or by being an accessory to murder and rape. Take
them to where the others from Roanoke are buried and do as you wish with
them. But bury them and let God sort it out."

The group was marched down to where their friends were waiting for them. Not
one man felt anything but anger and hate right now.

Sandy and Krystal came to the center and were totally shocked. "Where did
you get all of these children?"

"They were taken from mothers and families in Roanoke and brought this way
to be sold as sex slaves or working slaves. Most have been beaten and some
raped. Get Sam and Julie to come down and check them out physically. Get
Susan Kissel to come talk with the older children first." John now had the
girls directed.

The girls led the children down to the new dorms and opened up four so all
could have beds. Each dorm had rooms for thirty children at two to a room.
They were told by sex to strip and go to the girls or boys showers. Once
they were clean each was given a robe to wear until the doctors checked them
out. Sam handled the boys and Julie the girls.

It was getting close to dinnertime and food for the entire group was also
being prepared. Mrs. Minch had at John's request taken over the food service
for the children. So the food had vastly improved here and she took great
pride in how well the kids were doing health wise.

Two troopers came down and asked to speak to several children. After the
discussion they got back on their communications gear and three young girls
were sent back to the center.

John met them in the conference room. "OK now I would like to hear your
stories. But understand you will tell them to three different people. Each
of you will be in different rooms. Every fact will be checked out and just
one error means your dead. You will answer each and every question without
hiding any facts. Now am I understood?"

The yes sir came very softly. But it could be heard. "David you take that
one and Carlton you get that one. Here is you list of questions that must be
answered in full." John had pointed each girl out.

The two men left the room and went to interrogation rooms.

John looked over this small girl of may be sixteen years of age. "OK now
what is your name dear?"

"Shelby sir."

How old are you Shelby."

"Fifteen sir."

"Shelby what happened that ended up with your being with these people?"

"My dad owed one of the men a debt and he was told he would take me for
payment. So I was given to him. I was raped every night since that happened
and thought it would never stop." Now the tears rolled down the girls face.

"That has stopped dear and will never happen here. Don't get me wrong sex is
allowed and enjoyed in our world. But forced sex is against the law and
punished harshly."

The girl cocked her head and looked closely at John. "Your the one aren't
you?"

"I sorry I am not getting your meaning?"

"Your picture is on the net and some very scant directions to Shangri-La. A
place of food, work and safety for any child brave enough to search for it."

John turned his laptop and his picture was there as was the ad and
directions. "I am afraid you have caught me dear. To use those sites you
must think like a child and not an adult. To them the directions are pretty
clear."

"But you don't think like a child?"

"No but my seven year old does. Kelly put together the tips and suggestions
for the ads. But she is a seven year old body and a mind that is your age."

That Shelby was just not believing. "That does not work sir."

John stepped over and called on the intercom for Kelly. Then a cute seven
year old girl walked in and gave John a big hug. "I have to use every excuse
I can to get enough hugs from daddy." This was said with laughter only a
child could produce.

"Is he really your dad?"

"Yes he is and we share the last name also. But he did adopt me and worked
with me to help me find a peace I never knew existed. Before daddy I was
abused and he has helped me handle that issue. I had choices in front of me
and he answered the questions for me to make decisions."

Shelby was first shocked at her language abilities and then her logic. "How
is it you don't act your age?"

"Look I am in sixth or seventh grade at 7 or almost 8. The fact is I am in
different grades in different subjects. But I was reading books at 3, so
life has been weird for me. But with daddy I always get honest answers and
complete information. Our agreement is if I don't want the complete answer
then don't ask the question."

Both girls laughed at that. "God I wish dad had been that way. But to him my
sister and me were nothing but sex toys to be used. He dealt drugs and had a
large client base. Many were offering daughters to him with money in short
supply. So my sister and I were expendable."

"Is your sister in the kids being helped now?"

The girl hung her head. "No sir she was raped by ten men and she died from
blood loss. I buried her near a river and said the only prayer I knew for
her. What is going to happen to me now sir?"

"Daddy we have an extra room and with Mrs. Minch gone, we need some help
with the house right now. I think this young lady is a good example for mom
to learn from also."

Shelby knew something was not being said here. "I am sorry but what kind of
example am I?"

John brought up the report and turned the laptop to the girl. She read the
entire report and shook her head. "God she had it easy."

John needed for Shelby to sit back and listen. "That may be true from your
point of view. But it is far from her point of view. You both were raised at
different economic levels of life. So the ideals and basic concepts of life
were different for each of you. Things she held as being right were turned
upside down by her dad. He sucked her deeper and deeper into his black hole.
Then when it could get no worse it did, as she found out that Kelly here was
fathered by her dad. She had always been lied to and told she was raped by
boys."

Now Shelby could see a lot of differences and she felt for Kelly's mom. "I
always knew what dad and I did was wrong and really did not care. It was not
that unusual for kids to have sex with parents or friends in my
neighborhood. Hell my best friend was fucking her next door neighbor, who
was thirty years older then she was. But she learned a lot and enjoyed his
making love with her. I brought home lots of girls on weekends and dad
fucked us both. But we both wanted it so it caused no problems and he could
not have babies any more. I sure as hell did not want his kid inside me."

John was not so sure bringing Shelby into the house would be a good thing?
But they could try it and change plans if needed. "Take her down to see
Julie and get her blood tested for any problems. Then get her over to the
store and get her clothing for in the house and outside. Once she is settled
into her room bring her down to the office and we will discuss her
position."

As matter of fact the way John handled it Shelby was surprised. "I thank you
sir and will do what every is asked of me."

Kelly knew she needed to clear this up fast. "Look Shelby if dad wanted
anything sexual I would volunteer to handle it. I have begged him to let me
care for any needs he has and all to no avail. So don't expect to get called
on to screw him or give him a blowjob. It is just not going to happen. His
comment is he is a one woman man."

This idea was something completely new to Shelby. "Are there any more like
him here?"

"Not that I have found so far. But I keep looking and hoping to find one."

The two girls went off to get Shelby set with clothing. David walked in and
smiled at John. "It seems you found out what I did. None of these girls were
involved and all were being used by the men."

"That pretty well spells it out. So how old was yours?"

"She was sixteen and had dropped out of school. She said she could not
learn."

"The home life these girls had did not open the way for learning from
books."

"That is for sure and Carlton had the same results. His was fourteen and was
not sure she had any skills besides fucking. So what are we going to do with
them?"

"Shelby is fifteen and coming home to work filling in for what Mrs. Minch
did cleaning wise. I am not so sure she can handle cooking yet. But she can
most likely be trained over time. My gut says we don't want them close to
the younger kids now, due to what they have been through. Placing them where
they can hustle men will not work either. So tell Jackson he has two girls
to teach how to handle his horse barn. That barn has a small apartment in it
for a working hand."

"Is that fair to Jackson?"

"Warn him they both will be trying to steal his pants and lay him. If he
wants to maintain control he had best not let that happen. If control is no
problem then to please try not to get screwed to death."

David laughed so hard he was having trouble breathing. "That will be
interesting to see how it goes."

"Take them both to the store and outfit them for the barns. Be sure they
have food for their kitchen and linens for the beds and bath. Then have
Jackson pick them up and settle them into the barn apartment. Be sure to
tell him if they come after him knock his self out, but treat them like
ladies. But if he goes after them I'll cut his balls off."

David like just how John had stated the case. "I sent blood samples to the
lab for a quick check. Both were fine on the quick check. So I think Jackson
will be OK if they do attack him."

David went out and collected the girls and went to get what John ordered
done complete.


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John
Old age is the most unexpected of things that can happen to a man.
 - Leon Trotsky
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