Chapter 6

As the afternoon wore on, the crowd at the college was growing rapidly. The concert had been scheduled for 4:30 and the first acts had performed with a mixed reaction from the crowd. A number of students and guests had spread blankets and some were paying much more attention to each other than to the bands. There were strong odors of both sex and marijuana in the air. To her right, the sergeant could see several women in a daisy chain under a tree.

By 5:00 the crowd had peaked. According to the AI, everyone who was going to attend was in place. The commander called her people in from the perimeter and headed for the stage. At 5:15 she started talking in an amplified voice from in front of the stage.

"My name is Commander Sandra Michaels of the Confederacy. We are going to start the extraction process. At this time if you have your pre-packs here, report to the front of Thompson Hall. If you are a do not wish to participate, report to the Library. All sponsors and concubine candidates can remain seated. Please get your CAP cards out and make them visible."

During the ten minutes that it took to get things sorted out, the sexual action was heating up. Even before being instructed, there were some test drives in progress.

"This is going to be a special extraction. Female sponsors who need a male to complete your families and any concubines who are not selected here are going to be transported to another site. Ladies, keep in mind that the purpose of your families is to breed. Even if your family is comprised of lesbians, you will be required to make babies. It is strongly suggested that you have at least one male. If you have not already, we strongly suggest that you test drive your candidates. If you need CAP card readers or any other assistance, please see one of the Marines. Once you have selected your concubines you can report to Thompson Hall if you have filled all of your slots. If you need additional concubines, or are a concubine in need of a sponsor, stay in the area,"

Amie and some of the other Marines on site were watching the action with interest. As the crowd started to thin, they moved the perimeter inward towards the stage. Just to her right, Michelle Weiner spotted a young blond running with blood dripping down her leg. She was being chased by a tall black woman wearing a large strap on. The girl tripped over a mating couple and the woman moved in for the kill. Before she could seize her prey, a stinger stuck and she fell. As her head hit the ground a Marine reached over and injected her. Within seconds she was dead and they carried her away. Two others escorted the scared girl to a transport pad and she was on her way into space.

"Okay folks it is time to wrap this up. Sponsors, get your families together. Concubines and concubine candidates must be naked. Once you have them together with their cards, see the Marines in front of Thompson Hall. You will be transported to the other location so you can fill your remaining slots. Sponsors, move your people out now."

Dark had fallen on the campus. The quad was now lit by the lights from the stage. About twelve hundred women remained from the crowd of over three thousand.

"This is last call folks. If you want out, report to Thompson Hall for transport. You will be taken to the other location. No one will be left behind.

With that, the Marines herded the remainder to the dorm. Twenty minutes later the campus was still.. Commander Michaels took one last look around and then stepped aboard the pad. Moments later a drone picked picked up the last transporter. The members of the community were headed to the stars.