I hadn't wanted any weird color distractions when I was bashing people with the clubs, but I wasn't doing any precise work now, merely watching. I did...'t pick up anything significant [other than, from time to time, I sensed the UAV's communication beam. Our radar and telescope operators were keeping us informed of its behavior anyway].The police and Army had caught up to the mob while it was stalled by the Guardian Angel. They took command unopposed now, as there was no fight left in the. They wanted to raise him without too much of the biological dad’s interference, so they do. They ask me to participate in specific activities with him, and I do that, too; places a male influence is wanted.”“So, you don’t care about paternity?”“In our community we want good, well-educated, and loved children. We have that. Whose egg and sperm seem less important than some of the other attributes we want for the children. I should add that we home school them – not just mine, and most of them. "Daddy, Ms Iris has the most prettiest smile. She's always smiling and laughing." His daughter would often throw herself on him as if she was swooning. "She's the best teacher, Daddy. I wonder why she has no kids of her own, she'd be a great momma. Ha, Daddy we should set her up with one of your friends, and then she could have a whole bunch of babies." He would cut off conversations like that with his child, she was often too much for him to handle. Each conversation he'd have with his. "Look Maria, he's still hard." He smells too. We better get him in the shower. C'mon Sam, he'd do the same for us." Okay, okay. We better get naked if we're going to get in the shower. No point in ruining the dresses."Though not sober, I was aware of their young bodies as they washed me, their soapy hands relentlessly moving over me, the three of us squeezed into the small cubicle. As Maria stood behind me, her breasts pressed into my back, she reached a hand around and caressed my chest while.