"Julia began, "Nancy has introduced the people that are here this evening. There is also a group back where we normally live taking care of our childr...n. We refer to that location as the Enclave. Also there are currently about 90 people on the space ship. To be a bit more explicit about the presentations: The first will cover the ship's history and its crew. This will be presented by Amy's Clan. Following that Sarah's Clan will tell you more about how they came to be here and our current. I walk through the lavishly furnished main room to the all black kitchen. A blonde with her long hair tied up in a messy bun is cooking at the stove, her back turned to me. Her perfect ass is like a too-ripe apple, trying to come out of the bottom of her jean shorts. Her tank top clings to her body like a second skin. She’s not wearing a bra. Good.I slip off my coat and toss it on the table, unfastening my belt as I walk around the counter. She turns around and gives me an all-white smile.“Hey,. Sometimes I can’t kill my sperm no matter what I try,” Al told me.I commiserated and told Al, “I don’t know what caused that to happen. I’ve wondered if whatever made us like this ensures we are breeding, but only with certain girls and women. There have been some women who wanted me to get them pregnant. Their timing was right, but my body wouldn’t let any sperm come from my balls no matter what I tried to do. I don’t understand any of it either.”From there, Al had a lot of questions about. We had time for each other, but no time to waste on getting any strange. Besides, no matter how sexy those other people might be, we loved each other. We had all formed a weird, mystical family bond with one another. We were a family now, a tribe even, but we had reached our limit. We would be raising another generation as well, so that had to be a priority as well.My fantasies had come true, but there was always a price, and that tag was simple: I was going to be a father, several times over,.