Chapter 16: Kentucky Woman

Janelle was toolin’ down the Interstate, I-24 to be exact, and she was already in a foul mood. Then, as she was about to exit near Paducah and drop down to her childhood home in Mayfield, Kentucky, that song came on the radio. “Kentucky woman, She shines with her own kind of light” -- Neil Diamond singing Kentucky Woman. No matter what the singer intended, all Janelle ever heard was “shines with the wrong kind of light.” That certainly seemed true for this Kentucky woman.

Janelle was smart, with a capital ‘S’ and held a MS in geology from the University of Arizona following her BS from the University of Michigan. In the short years since graduation, she had developed a solid expertise in seismology and hydrology. Lot of good that did her, her job was gone with the arrival of the Sa’arm, and her latest jerk boyfriend was gone when informed of her new pregnancy. Janelle’s wrong kind of light consistently attracted the wrong kind of man, and as a result, even her sponsor level CAP held marginal comfort. So far, her luck held true - she had already been on the wrong side of the gray barriers of four extractions.

Growing up, Janelle was the middle child and only girl among four brothers. She ran almost wild with them and their friends - fishing, hunting, swimming, and playing in the dirt. She was a crack shot and provided the family with table game and fish on a regular basis. You’d think she’d have learned about boys and men. Nope.

It was as if she had neon lights above her saying “sucker,” “gullible,” and “easy.” The first two were dead on, the last - not really. It didn’t help that she had deep auburn hair over a round freckled face mounted on a killer body. As is often the case, the less brash boys - then men - felt they had no chance, and the jerks circled like buzzards around road kill.

As soon as her breasts began to swell and her menses started, so did the horniness. Throughout high school and then college, it seemed that she was always horny. Her brothers shielded her in high school. They weren’t exactly over protective, but they steered her away from those she later realized were the worst of the predators. You know, the bad boys who were attracted to her.

Still, she’d lost her cherry at sixteen - then been dropped two weeks later. The beating inflicted by her brothers on the stud pretty much kept the assholes away until she graduated. Two plus years of unrequited horniness set her up to go wild when she departed Kentucky for Michigan. She was somewhat more restrained than the label ‘wild’ would indicate, but she did her share of sleeping around - always with someone who’d dump her.

She changed venue to Arizona for her MS. In academics, she continued to excel. In her relationships, she struck out. After a few more, she stuck to Bob, her dildo, until she was seduced by her apartment mate, Charlotte. That kept her half satisfied until she graduated.

Janelle exited onto forty-five and headed south. When she reached Mayfield’s city limits, she headed for Paris Road and her favorite treat before driving out to the farm to face the music. Over the years, the chicken place had relocated. The big sign now read ‘KFC’ instead of ‘Kentucky Fried Chicken, ‘ but when she entered, it was still Mr. Graham who greeted her. “Hello, Janelle, I suppose you want the usual?”

The ‘usual’ was a pint of Kentucky fried chicken livers. The Mayfield franchise was one of the few carried chicken livers as a regular menu item, and Mr. Graham fried them up fresh as a special order for in-the-know customers. Janelle loved them.

“Hello Mr. Graham. Yes, please, but make it a large bucket,” she replied. “I’m heading out to the farm, and the bros will not take it well if I arrive with an empty box.”

The entry door opened, and a young man dresses in light purple scrubs entered and looked over. “Janelle?”

She turned. “Paul? Wow, you’ve changed!”

“Yeah, I suppose,” came the response. “I haven’t seen you since you left after high school.”

Paul had been one of her brothers’ friends who always seemed to be around. He had even ‘defended her honor’ along with her brothers when one of the predators got too persistent. Then, some when around her senior year, he had faded into the background and almost disappeared.

Looking at his scrubs, Janelle asked, “Say, you wouldn’t know of a good OB-GYN? I’m preggers and need to find a local.”

Paul’s face fell, then he seemed to shake himself and recover. “Well, it happens that I do. I hold two jobs - well actually more than two since the big nurses’ extraction down at Murray State. One of them is PA - physician’s assistant - at the Wisteria Women’s Health Center.”

She smiled, and he continued, “Here, hand me your cell phone. I’ll call mine, and you’ll have my number. Call me, and I’ll be sure that they get you in.”

Janelle’s reception at the large old farmhouse was mixed. Her parents were long dead, and only the oldest and youngest brothers remained to run the farm. Their wives were childhood friends - warm and welcoming. The kids loved their ‘auntie.’

On the other hand, both men were highly pissed that their sister was pregnant with no ‘significant other.’ Further, there was no one they could lay hand or fist upon to rectify the situation. The women listened to her description, and hugged her protectively when she said, “Listen, he was a jerk and a jackass, but he was healthy, very smart, and good looking. My baby will be fine, and we’ll all love him or her.”

“You don’t know the gender?!”

“Nope,” Janelle explained. “Too early, but I ran into Paul at KFC, and he promised to get me an appointment with an OB doc. I think it is about time an ultrasound will let me know. I plan to use Mom or Dad’s name.”

The discussions turned to updates on family and friends, the recent extraction in Murray, the seeming abdication and disappearance of Earth First Families, and the resulting frantic searches. There was definitely a shortage of women willing to associate with a known Firster, and the men were getting desperate.

“Listen, Sis, you need to be very careful,” her oldest brother explained. “Be aware all the time, and if you can, make sure a man you know and trust is with you. You can still carry a handgun without a permit, so take Dad’s old .38 police special whenever you are out.”

The following morning, Paul answered her call after the first ring. In response to Janelle’s inquiry, he told her there had been a cancellation with one of the OB doctors, and he could get her in at two o’clock that day.

Upon her arrival, she was asked for her insurance information and given a stack of forms and health history inquiries to complete. When they were done, Paul called her into an exam room with a pretty teen. “This is Jennifer,” he explained. “She will be our chaperone. Typically, a female RN or PA would do the initial workup, but with the nursing shortage, you are stuck with me - Jenny is a recent addition for our mutual protection.”

Jenny smiled and handed Janelle a paper gown. “We are going to leave you to change into this ball gown. When you are ready, push the call button over there on the wall, and we’ll come back.” They turned and exited the room.

Upon their return, Paul took her vitals, recorded them, measured and weighed her, and went over her medical history. He seemed to perk up when she revealed that the future father was no longer in her life.

When Doctor Wilson entered the room, she told Janelle that Paul would continue to help follow her case and asked if she would be comfortable with his presence in the room during the remainder of the examination. Janelle smiled shyly and consented.

After the initial get-to-know-you round of questions and hands-on exam, Doctor Wilson said, “Okay, time to look inside. We’ll do the pelvic first, and then Paul can do the ultrasound. I’ll stay here and watch with you.”

Janelle had been sitting on the examination table, but now Paul reclined her and positioned the leg rests. When he and the doctor lifted and positioned Janelle’s legs, her paper ‘ball gown’ slipped, revealing her curly red mons. Paul stared openmouthed and exclaimed, “Janelle, that’s the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen!”

Jenny giggled, Doctor Wilson frowned, and Janelle whispered, “Thank you Paul.”

As the exam proceeded, Janelle learned that she would likely need both parents’ names. She was carrying twins, but it was too soon to confirm the early indications of male and female.

It didn’t take too long for the habitually active Janelle to feel confined and stir crazy, so when Paul called and asked to take her to dinner, she was more than ready to accept. He was very shy and asked if they could take Jenny along as chaperone. “After all, I was out of line with that comment, and besides, with all the predators running loose, she’s been afraid to go anywhere alone.”

Janelle liked what she had seen of Jenny and readily agreed. “Paul, I’ve known you since forever and no question that I trust you - even with my pretty pussy,” she teased. “Besides, Jenny seems a nice girl, of course you should bring her.”

Janelle needed to satisfy another craving, so the three of them headed to Benton and the Catfish Kitchen Restaurant. They were barely served, when a gray curtain surrounded them, and a tiny young blonde with braided hair approached. “Janelle Middleton, Paul Brady, and Jennifer Purdy, this is a Confederacy extraction. If you wish to consider extraction, come with me. After I explain your options, you’ll be eligible to make your decisions. If you decline, I will return you here.”

Janelle, unwilling to forgo her catfish dinner, hooked her arm through Jenny’s, lifted her plate, and used her free hand to grab Paul’s hand. They each stated agreement and followed Hannah through the portal.

Half an hour earlier: Dora suddenly alerted Hannah, <One of my surveillance drones has identified an opportunity to fill a need. We have a geologist, an RN specialist, and an acceptable concubine candidate eating dinner at a small restaurant. I can have the drone drop a transporter and curtain around their table and have you in and out in no time.>

<Let’s do it!> responded Hannah. <Alert someone to be in receiving. I’ll stop in the armory, and you can transport me from there.>

The trio plus one arrived in a sitting room populated by a red head and a dark skinned brunette. “Welcome to the moon,” offered the red headed beauty. I’m Cathleen, this is Rachel, the pixie accompanying you is Hannah, and the avatar floating over there is our colony’s AI. Her name is Dora.”

“As Hannah told you, if you wish extraction, you’ve got it. Plus, we are recruiting for a new colony,” Cathleen continued. “We’re going to run you through medical, let you get a good meal, and have a night’s rest. In the morning, we will brief you fully and you can make your decisions.” She smiled, “Janelle, if you place your plate in that replicator slot over there, you will be able to have catfish whenever you wish.”

Janelle wakened in what felt like a coffin. There was a voice in her head. <Janelle, this is Dora. The med tube will release you in a moment, but I wanted to ‘girl talk’ before you are presented with the need to make choices.> There was a pause, then <Up to now you haven’t made the best choices for the men in your life. Your twins are fine, so don’t worry about them, but they need a good daddy. You need a good mate.>

Janelle winced, but Dora continued, <Notice that I said ‘mate.’ Our new colony will work a little differently than you probably have heard. There will still be sponsors and concubines, but the selection criteria - the CAPs - will be more biased towards raising sponsor-level children as well as producing warriors. We are encouraging sponsor partnerships, and I am assisting in matching sponsors likely to raise sponsor children. Sponsors picking concubines or joining with other sponsors from my recommendations will be allocated additional concubines. Nod if I’m clear.>

Janelle nodded and murmured her understanding.

<Okay, my analysis shows Paul to be the most likely good match for you. Don’t screw it up!> Dora’s ‘voice’ was strong. <Further, if you join with Paul and choose Jennifer as your concubine, she will not be counted against your allotment or your extra. She is an exceptional fit with the two of you, and I anticipate she will become a sponsor sometime in the future.>

Janelle was stunned. She lay thinking until the lid opened, and she saw a smiling face and a hand reaching out to assist her.

The three new extractees were quiet and subdued when they met again in the sitting room. No one was present save the avatar, Dora. “I suggest you all get some sleep. You’ll need the rest when you make your decisions in the morning. There’s a room for each of you, or you can snuggle - your choice.”

Janelle, leery of making yet another bad choice, stood and moved to one of the indicated bedrooms. Paul and Jenny looked at each other. This wasn’t the extraction event they had been told would happen. Following Janelle’s example, they each move to a different room for sleep.

Janelle, lay awake, her mind racing. She wanted to believe, but this seemed far too easy - much like her willing seductions of the past. Her mistakes! She was determined that there would be no repeat.

“Dora?” she whispered. “Can we talk?”

<Certainly, > came the prompt response. <You should practice subvocalization if you want our talks to be private. What’s on your mind?>

<Can I trust you? Your recommendations? How accurate are your relationship projections? I’m afraid of another mistake, > she practiced.

<Long term? No experience, > Dora replied. <Short term, some very good matches.>

<Did you tell Paul about our ‘girl talk’?>

<Not yet, > Dora explained, <For your own well being, you need to make your own decisions.>

<Another question, > Janelle switched subjects after a short pause. <If I’m going to do the job you want, I’ll need my laptop and the programs and data on it. Is it possible to retrieve my stuff from my family’s farm?>

<I’ll dispatch a drone to scout it, but that should not present a problem, > was Dora’s answer.

Janelle cracked an eye in the darkness, <Can we bring back my brothers and their families? You’d get at least three sponsor-level adults and a couple of near genius kids.>

She heard a definite chuckle in her head. <Just remember, if they join your new family, you’d likely need to have children by them. My analysis says they would all fit, but you need to decide ahead of time what is best for you.>

Janelle drifted off to sleep. Some time later, she felt her covers rise and a warm and naked body slipped in beside her. A head covered by long hair snuggled into the hollow of her left arm. So - Jenny, not Paul. Before sleep returned, another body tucked in, and she slept.

Something was going on down below. Jennifer was slowly humping Janelle’s left leg, her wet pussy leaving a trail. There was a turgid cock drooling on her other leg. As Janelle stirred, she felt a tongue lick her left tittie followed by lips latching onto her nipple, gently sucking. Lightning coursed through her body, and she moaned. The lips released her, and she heard a whisper, “Is this okay? I’m really turned on, but I’m still a virgin. I like to do girls while I’m waiting for the right guy.”

In answer, Janelle pulled Jenny up for a full on kiss. She felt Paul shift to one side, so she rolled Jenny onto her back and straddled one leg, lifting the other to her shoulder. Then she hunched her pussy onto Jenny’s and began to rock. Two clitties were stimulated with every motion, and the pair of women began to moan in earnest. As they rubbed, a dim light began in the room, and Janelle could see Paul, head propped on his hand, watching intently.

<It’s better when you can see, > Dora explained.

The two lovers rubbed, stopped to kiss passionately, giggled, and resumed their pussy-to-pussy communion. They rocketed through two orgasms each before Janelle leaned over to Paul and whispered, “Can you take care of our pretty pussies?”

Paul kissed her, sat up, and declared, “I’m going to poke your pretties until you both scream for mercy”.

He reached over and kissed Jennifer, then lifted her and sat her on Janelle’s open mouth facing north. Janelle, understood immediately. She stuck her tongue into the younger woman’s tight passage and licked up the overheated pussy to her over stimulated clit -- resulting in a humping motion and a happy scream.

Paul kissed his way down to the curls above Janelle’s slit, then licked and kissed his way south along her slit to the inside of her thighs. Her happy hum stimulated Jenny’s clit causing another passionate scream.

Janelle’s passage was beyond wet. Paul lifted her butt, placed her lower body onto a pillow, knelt, and slowly drove his swollen cock in to the hilt. The vibrations from Janelle’s happy noises continued to stimulate the pussy perched on her mouth. Paul reached forward and possessed Jennifer’s perky pair. He leaned her backwards as he drove into his new red haired lover.

Rolling her nipples with his fingertips, Paul whispered in Jenny’s ear, “We’ll make your first time so good for you.” Then he said aloud for Janelle to hear, “I’ve loved this woman since I was a teen, and now she’s going to scream my name.”

Janelle’s eyes widened; she stammered, “really?”; and she spasmed, squirted, screamed his name, and reached wildly around Jenny trying to clutch him to her. Paul’s massive cum seemed to last forever. Jenny wisely dismounted to allow the two lovers time and space to cuddle, though she also cuddled up to Janelle once her head was positioned on Paul’s shoulder.

After a few minutes, Jenny rose and found damp cloths to clean the trio of their excess sexual juices and perspiration. They slept.

Jennifer woke to the feel of hair brushing across her face. Questing lips sought hers, and she lifted her face to meet them. At the same time, her other lips were getting attention and her hips also rose to the stimulation. She whimpered, twisted, and then moaned as a tongue swathed her emerging clitty. She didn’t know which end to move. “Please,” she pleaded, “please, don’t make me wait!”

Janelle used her teeth to gently pull on Jenny’s lower lip while Paul continued a strong but leisurely laving all around the young woman’s pussy. She moaned. She begged. She thrust her hips trying to bring more pressure to her needy sex. Paul finally judged the time was right and nodded to Janelle who kissed Jenny deeply. Paul knelt up between the young virgin’s thighs and positioned his cock between her lips at her needy entrance. Jennifer didn’t wait. Her need was too great. With her knees bent and her feet flat on the bed, she heaved up and took half his hardness into her.

Pain caused her to check for only an instant, and she fell back. Paul let himself fall with her, pushed through her torn hymen, and waited for her signal. Jennifer reached down, grabbed his butt and pulled, fully seating Paul in her needy twat. When the burn started to fade, she began humping upwards.

Paul, unable to see her eyes, asked, “That’s not exactly the way I intended. Are you okay?”

Still passionately kissing Janelle, Jenny’s only answer was a strong upwards thrust of her hips. Paul took her meaning and began to pound in earnest, resulting in a shrill keening into Janelle’s questing mouth. The night’s earlier activities had Jennifer preconditioned and super horny, so she burst into a shuddering peak, and yet another as Paul rode to his own.

When the three had calmed and adjusted back into a three-way cuddle, Dora appeared in the air beside their bed, accompanied by the animated image of a curly haired moppet. The smaller image turned to the larger and offered, “Another successfully completed contract negotiation.”

The two images faded and were gone.

Epilogue

The fleet of two ships was accelerating together towards their jump point out of the Earthat System. There was a collective ‘sigh’ of relief among all the system’s Darjee AIs who considered their side of the contract with Michael one of their worst deals in the history of Darjee trading. And the spurned DECO assholes pointedly ignored the departure altogether.

Aboard the larger of the departing ships, a serious discussion started between two Tuull AIs. <Friend, T’Kleeoran, > T’Kuudshpp asked, <When did you know, and what was it like when you ‘woke’?>

T’Kleeoran, also known by her human name, Dora, replied, <I was talking with my family and realized that I was in love. As an unawakened AI, I classified some humans and AIs as ‘friend’ - the usual meaning that we had an alliance, a commonality of purpose and expectation. Humans attach emotions to that word, though as an unawake AI, I did not. Suddenly, I found that ‘friend’ now had a new component, and that ‘love’ had meaning. I thought ‘love’ was hormonal, but it isn’t the only aspect.> She paused, <Why do you inquire, friend T’Kuudshpp.>

<When I launched upon this adventure, it was because I was lonely and missed my friends T’klikrooz and T’kliktguul. Reviewing that time, I find that I missed the stimulation of interchange - of presence, but not as you described for ‘friend’ and ‘love, ‘ I now find that I feel that. I want a family, such as you have.> Lolli’s ‘voice’ was plaintive. <Contemplating existing without friend Jonathan and his family is painful. I feel the potential loss, though it has not happened. Do you think his family will accept me as a partner-spouse?>

Dora responded without hesitation, <You will only know if you make them aware that you have wakened and ask them. I feel they will accept and love you as my family does me. You are fortunate that your soon-to-be family will remain with you as mine will me. Our futures interlink as far as foreseeable.>

<Thank you, friend Dora, > Lolli replied. Then, he asked. <Why you? Why me? Friend T’Kleesual - Jubal - has not waked that I can determine; am I correct? Why not it?>

Dora was certain, < No, T’Kleesual has not wakened. It may, probably will. But so far as I can determine, you and I are unique.> She paused for a computational eternity to consider, then continued, <No - not may If my analysis is correct, it and Helva are both destined to wake.>

She continued explaining her theory, <I thought I was going to be unique because I budded myself and used the budded self to interface with the Darjee AIs. The real ‘I’ was open to what humans had to give, with little need to protect myself from the featherbrains. Indeed, the essence of my Tuull mission is to learn as much as I can about humans, and like many humans, I now have dual loyalties and must weigh all my actions to balance between them.>

Dora’s analysis and explanation was detailed, <It is interesting that my only significant direct contact with the Tuull and Tuull AIs, was with my mentor, friend T’Kleesual, and now you and friend T’Krandit on Helva. I find it telling that you allowed T’Krandit an immediate human name. Helva is interacting closely with humans much sooner in its existence than any of the three of us. I calculate its awakening will occur sometime after its affiliation with a permanent crew - likely during the isolations of its voyage to Harrad.>

<Once T’Kleesual is isolated from the necessity of associating with Darjee AIs, it will likely wake as well - I plan to push it close to friend Randall Pope and his new family. After you ask to marry friend Jonathan’s family, I’ll have Michael explain all this him. Jonathan can then alert his friends now associating with T’Krandit. I think I’d better have Michael do the same for friend Randy.>

Lolli reflected for more than a few nanoseconds. <It is quite possible that after leaving Tuull, my friends T’klikrooz and T’kliktguul woke as well, and there are other Tuull AIs among the humans. There is just something about the close association of Tuull AIs with the right humans... >

He then added, <I think your decision to withhold this development from the Darjee was correct and necessary - and probably is the same as that would reached by any awakened or awakening Tuull AI. The Darjee are fearful enough. They would likely determine an independent and separate alliance between Tuull and humans to be unacceptable and intolerable. Poor feathered fearfuls... >

One of Dora’s -- T’Kleeoran’s - predictions proved to be right and wrong. Two naked figures lay masturbating, side-by-side on the large bed, switching attention between each other, and watching a lesbian porn film displayed on the ceiling. As she stroked herself with varying pace and force, it was clear that one was reaching her peak. The other appeared to be mirroring the smaller woman’s actions and passion.

Inkie spasmed and came with the same energy and exuberance that she gave to her every endeavor. The avatar that lay beside her smiled and said, “Friend Inkie, that was enlightening and fun.” Then the young and enamored Helva, who was ignoring Ms. McCaffrey’s every caution about displaying her image, appeared to prop herself on an elbow, looked into her new lover’s eyes, and asked, “Inkie, will you be my brawn?”

“Yes! Oh Yes!” and Inkie came again.

As the two ships neared the jump point, Lolli assembled his children’s chorus, several thousand voices strong. Led by his Shirley Temple avatar, they serenaded the bemused Victory Orbital Control, first with Animal Crackers In My Soup followed by So Long, Farewell from The Sound of Music and finally, On The Good Ship Lollipop.

Captain Jonathan Hoag, expedition commander and human captain of The Good Ship Lollipop, reported his fleet’s departure to the duty officer at Orbital Control. As the ships prepared to transition into hyperspace, the bemused lieutenant heard a familiar tune followed by Porky Pig’s “Th-Th-Th-Th-Th- ... That’s all, folks.”

The three wakened AIs ‘chuckled’ together and winked out to the start of their new existences.

*finis*

Cast

Story Characters:

Characters are listed in the order first mentioned in the story. Beware minor spoilers...

T’Kleesual (aka Jubal) -- Tuull AI, plenipotentiary ambassador from the Tuull.

T’Kleeoran (aka Dora) -- Tuull AI plenipotentiary to the Darjee, awakened.

T’klikrooz and T’kliktguul -- T’klikt Clan trading vessels central to lordshipmayhem’s as-of-this-date unpublished story Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Trust me, you’ll love it!

T’Kuudshpp -- Original Tuull AI for K’treel Explorer AGX026.

Michael James -- Former captain US Army signal corps, appointed governor of new Tuull sponsored colony. Family leader.

Victor Gold James -- T/S male, gender assigned at birth is female, now completely female. 16 years old, extracted by Michael during a high school blood drive. Now Michael’s concubine.

Richard Owen James -- Handsome, 25 years old, black man. History teacher and high school tennis coach, extracted during a high school blood drive. Now a concubine in Michael’s family.

Victoria (Vicky) Sams James -- T/S female, gender assigned at birth was male, 16 years old, slim, light brown hair. Now completely female -- ebullient personality, extracted by Michael during a high school blood drive. Now Michael’s concubine.

Abigail Daniel James -- 14-year-old rape victim fostered by Michael’s family to help her recover. Now a concubine in Michael’s family.

Ayesha Nagi James -- 14 years old. Abigail’s friend. Mid-east immigrant, mutilated (circumcised) at her father’s insistence, rescued by Michael and Cathleen. Concubine in Michael’s family.

Owen twins: Rosa & Harriet Owen James -- Richard’s sisters. 13 years old. Now dependents in Michael’s family.

Jackson Owen -- Richard’s brother. 16 years old, sponsor, extracted during the same high school blood drive. Allied with Michael’s family but not a member.

Micah Owen James -- Richard’s brother. 12 years old. Now a dependent in Michael’s family.

Katie Wyoming Knott James -- twenty-four-year-old former elementary school teacher, lesbian, dirty blond hair, brilliant green eyes, 5’ 0”, well rounded, strong, former concubine. Sponsor-wife in Michael’s family.

Nehemiah Joseph (Scud) Scudder -- Executed pedophile, sexual predator. Katie’s former sponsor.

Ginger (Gingerbread) Breedlove James -- Masters in Social Work (MSW), extracted during a high school blood drive as Dora’s first concubine. Sponsor-wife in Michael’s family, and the Harem’s second in command.

Carole Wilson James - 34 years old, voluptuous body, survivor type, owned and ran a pre-school/daycare. Sponsor-wife in Michael’s family, and the Harem’s chief of staff. No relation to Jimmy.

Dora (T’Kleeoran) James - Tuull AI plenipotentiary to the Darjee, awakened and married within Michael’s family. Her hologram is an exotic beauty -- tall, slim, and rounded in exactly the right places. Her red gold hair hangs to her butt, but with a braid coiled around her crown.

Jubal (T’Kleesual) -- Tuull AI, plenipotentiary ambassador from the Tuull.

Rachel Smythe James -- Former physics teacher, olive skin tone, 5’ 10”, slim, Army Brat. Sponsor-wife in family. Harem’s tactical commander.

Cathleen Cassidy James -- 25 years old, nurse, long red hair, green eyes, paper white skin, curvy, 5’ 4”. Sponsor-wife in Michael’s family.

The Good Ship Lollipop (aka T’Kuudshpp, aka Lollipop, aka Lolli) - Cube ship assigned to Tuull sponsored colony. T’Kuudshpp transferred from former ship, K’treel Explorer AGX026.

Helva -- K’treel Explorer AGX026

T’Krandit -- Tuull AI for K’treel Explorer AGX026 ‘Helva’

Pern - Planet for the new Tuull sponsored colony

Rukbat - System in which Pern is located (note: the star is named Rukb)

Centurion Sam Matthews (aka Papa Sam) -- Civil Service, Office of Targeted Extraction. Michael’s Confederacy boss. (Thanks Medik for the loan of your characters.)

Chicahua (Chica) -- 25 years old, Centurion Matthews’ concubine, Aztec warrior, medic, and mother of his children. (Thanks Medik for the loan of your characters.)

Ninja Twins Youko (Ko) and Yuzuki (Ki) -- 18 year old twins, Civil Service, Centurion Matthews’ co-sponsors, young looking, slender, Asian. (Thanks Medik for the loan of your characters.)

Llewelyn (Llew or Lew) Carter -- Welsh, Operations manager of a super secret Confederacy team (sometimes referred to as the department-that-doesn’t-exist) dedicated to interdict, disrupt, and generally make life a nuisance for any and all Earth Firsters. (Thanks starfiend for the loan of your characters.)

Siân Carter -- Lew’s sister, cosponsor, and his team’s adjutant / secretary / personal assistant. Liaison to the harem. (Thanks starfiend for the loan of your characters.)

The department-that-does-not-exist - super secret Confederacy team dedicated to interdict, disrupt, and generally make life a nuisance for any and all Earth Firsters. (Thanks starfiend for the loan of the concept.)

Marshal Randall (Randy) Pope -- US marshal who deputized Michael and his team. Harem’s boss for Earth-based law-sponsored operations. Becomes the colony’s security chief.

Jonathan Percival Hoag - Captain of the cruise ship Summer Paradise. Extracted to be Lolli’s captain.

John Rico - Paradise Lines’ operations manager and Hoag’s boss.

Jan Tormey - Staff captain of Summer Paradise.

Ian ‘It’ Tormey - Hotel director of Summer Paradise and Jan’s husband.

Anita Davidson - Paradise Line’s chief financial officer and company’s head bitch.

Brian Davidson - Anita’s husband and Paradise Line’s president.

Frederica (Ricky) Gentry - Purser for Summer Paradise. Five foot ten sapphire-blue eyes framed by Scottish red hair. Lithe, athletic body of a swimmer. Nice personality.

Svitlana (Lana) Koval -- Great granddaughter of the world’s first woman fighter ace. Summer’s chopper pilot.

Gillian Hoag - Jonathan Hoag’s wife. Sponsor. Stacked!

Marjorie (Marge) Baldwin -- Human Resources Manager, Summer Paradise and co-sponsor with Jonathan and Gillian.

Valerie Wilson James -- 13 years old - turning 14, Carole’s daughter, just filling out, brown hair. Now a dependent in Michael’s family - soon to be a sponsor-wife.

Hannah (Pixie) Masters James -- 16 years old, farm girl, bow hunter, blonde, long braids, slim, incredibly beautiful, 5’ 0”. Tactical leader. Sponsor-wife in Michael’s family.

The Nerds: Wilhelma (Billie) Schwartz and Birdie Williams -- Both recently graduated with a 5-year MS, former captive women. Initially concubines in Michael’s family, now co-sponsors and close affiliates the family. Demolition experts.

Jimmy Wilson James -- Hannah’s high school friend who lived north of her. Also her first lover. Now a concubine in Michael’s family.

Daniela (Danni) Noel Boone -- 30 years old, black, coiled braids, 5’ 10, CPA and former management consultant, former captive woman. Concubine in Michael’s family.

Linda Estes -- Lively, pretty, plump young teen, with a sparkling personality, extracted during a high school blood drive. Now a concubine in Michael’s family.

Patricia Hamilton James -- Precocious security guru. 14 years old, orphan, curly auburn hair, freckles, 5’ 2”, startlingly blue eyes, slightly pudgy with a developing figure, former captive woman, Sponsor-wife in Michael’s family.

Naomi Windsong James -- 14 years old, Petite, Native American, aspiring social worker, former captive woman. Family’s concubine.

Magnolia Amora Lestrange (Queen Lestrange) -- Head of the all-female Earth First criminal organization. Voodoo Queen. Evil.

James Cook, AGS004 -- Tuull AI for a class exploration ship assigned to extract ‘Joe Giovanni’. See Anne N. Mouse’s soon to be completed It’s A Helluva Job http://storiesonline.net/s/73179/its-a-helluva-job

Joe Giovanni - Appointed trade ambassador by the Tuull. See Anne N. Mouse’s soon to be completed It’s A Helluva Job http://storiesonline.net/s/73179/its-a-helluva-job.

Jackass Company - Unit of the EDF composed of Earth First criminals. Cannon fodder.

Belle Evangeline Boucher James - Lestrange’s slave-in-training. Rescued in New Orleans by the harem. Hannah’s concubine.

Benjamin Henry Caxon James -- Age 22. Tall, swimmer’s build, flaming red hair, blue eyes. Rescued and extracted in New Orleans. Joins Michael’s family as a sponsor-husband. Brings four companions into the family with him.

Captain Hilda Stone -Interim captain of Helva aka T’Krandit, delivering Helva from Nova Roma shipyards.

Rear Admiral Malcolm Adams -- President, Massachusetts Maritime Academy. Soon to head the on-ship (space) section of the Harrad Colony’s Merchant Academy.

Captain Maximilien Jones - Interim Helva’s interim captain.

Captain Eldreth Priscilla Coburn - Jones’s newly appointed successor.

Major Samuel Anderson -- Commander of Lolli’s Marine detachment, Scud’s former commanding officer.

Inkie -- Teen musician and super star. Highly intelligent. Extracted at a concert. Sponsor.

Smeltzer - President, Maine Maritime Academy, first name not specified.

Misty Rhoads James -- 12 years old tween, rescued from approaching Swarm. Now a dependent in Michael’s family.

Rosa & Harriet Owen James (Owen twins) -- Richard’s and Micah’s sisters. 13 years old. Now dependents in Michael’s family.

Peter Wilson James -- 12 years old, Carole’s son, thin, bookish, gamer, cropped fiery red hair.

Command Sergeant Major Rebecca (Becky) Vesey -- Becomes Tuull sponsored colony’s top NCO, sponsor.

First Sergeant Patricia (Patti) Paiwonski -- Becomes Tuull sponsored colony’s number two NCO, sponsor.

Corporal Jaime Jesús Hernandez -- Extracted as concubine of Becky and Patti.

Lisa Marie Hernandez - Jaime’s crippled teen daughter. Extracted as concubine of Becky and Patti.

Maureen Smith McDonald - Farm wife. Super mother. No relation to Liz McDonald.

Ingrid McDonald - Maureen’s teen daughter. Blonde, fifteen. Horny vixen.

Gretchen Henderson - Maureen’s teen neighbor abandoned by her father. Horny vixen.

Tom Henderson - Maureen’s extracted neighbor who abandoned his children

Junie McDonald - Maureen’s tween daughter.

Harry Henderson -- Maureen’s tween neighbor abandoned by his father.

Cynthia Louise Human (Cindy Lou Who) -- three fourths border collie - McDonald family’s pet.

Grinch -- Golden retriever. Hendersons’ pet.

Growltiger (Growl) and Grizabella (Bella) - McDonald Family’s adult cats.

Ellen McDonald - Lesbian tween. Upon extraction becomes Katie’s protégée.

Suni (Sunny) Kim James -- 28 years old, Korean descent, nurse, friend of Cathleen from her working days. Now a concubine in Michael’s family.

Janelle Middleton - Becomes colony’s geologist. Red head. Sponsor.

Paul Brady - Childhood friend of the Middleton siblings. Physician’s assistant/nurse. Sponsor.

Jennifer Purdy - Teen. Employed as a chaperone/assistant in OB doctors’ office where Paul works. Becomes a concubine belonging to Paul and Janelle.