Chapter 25

The whole town knew about the picnic and there wasn't a soul who wouldn't be present. Excitement was building as the actual extraction date approached. Most of the folks were willing to accept that the picnic before the extraction was like the big party before the beginning of the Program.

The Program participants, both daytime students and evening adults, re-doubled their efforts in all areas. The whooping and hollering that announced a breakthrough CAP score was being heard more often as the Program showed results. Several girls had to retract their commitments to join families now that they were able to volunteer. More than a few of the boys quit in disgust, their most recent CAP score too low to even hope for success.

The bakery slave market did a land office business as people began to scramble to make arrangements. Several women completely broke down when the reality of their bad marriages resulted in rejection by their volunteer husbands. Others were more stoic in their efforts to find a new home for themselves.

Many women became insatiably amorous with their husbands as they began to prepare for the imminent parting. Most husbands took their gift in the spirit it was given, and made the most of their final nights together. In some of the men, the fear of abandonment was expressed as anger, abusive sex and even violence.

"Settle down," called Jean in a loud clear voice. "Week 6 of this Program is complete. You have done well for yourselves and for your teams. We have seen your increased intensity these past few days. I hope you will keep it up next week.

"I want to congratulate all of you who have achieved that magic 6.5 CAP score. You are living proof that hard work pays off. More of you will achieve success next week. Many of your peers have thrown up their hands and thrown in the towel, defeated. I want each and every one of you to be proud of your hard work, and proud of your achievements -- even if your score doesn't reach that magic threshold. All of you who will remain should begin to make plans for military service. Your participation in this program will stand you in good stead with the military. They appreciate the kinds of leadership you have learned. They appreciate team players.

"As you know, the farewell picnic is on Sunday. The extraction appears to be coming soon after that. The CAP testing station has been unable to keep up with demand, and will be open all day tomorrow. I will see you on Sunday at the picnic. I will see you here on Monday morning. Enjoy your weekend. Dismissed."

Jean stood watching as the students climbed down from the bleachers and filed out of the gymnasium. She inconspicuously positioned herself to intercept Blake Daniels as he descended the bleachers.

"Blake, I want to particularly single you out for praise," she began. "You have worked feverishly since the beginning. You have worked hard for yourself but you have also worked unselfishly for the benefit of your team." Jean had adroitly moved Blake and herself into the hallway and toward her office.

Blake smiled shyly, not prepared for the praise he was receiving. "Thank you," he said. "I may still make the cutoff, but it seems the last two tenths of a point are insurmountable."

"I have every faith that you will succeed," Jean said brightly, "if only by dint of your age. Were you only one year older now, I'm sure that you would have achieved the right to volunteer." By this time they had reached her office. "Blake, I need some of your help and advice. Would you take a few moments to talk to me in my office?" He nodded. They entered her office and sat down.

"Blake, have you made any arrangements for the extraction?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" he answered.

"Are either of your parents able to volunteer?" Blake shook his head. "Have you been talking to anyone about joining a family for the extraction?" Again, he shook his head.

"Blake, I meant what I said about you being able to qualify once your brain matures another year or so. I would like to see that happen. I would like to see you become a volunteer for the Confederacy.

"Meanwhile, my husband Mike and I have a problem. He and I are both going to volunteer. We have decided to merge our families. So far, in addition to Mike and me, our family consists of our daughter Megan, Amy Rogers and her sister Angie, Heather Olsen and young Stephanie Kent. Angie and Heather each have two children and Stephanie has two siblings, all of which are coming with us.

"If you counted noses, you will have found that there are six women and only Mike. We need one more person for our family. We need another man, Blake. Will you join our family? In a year or so, you'll surely qualify as a volunteer and you'll be able to form your own family, but only if you are extracted now. If your CAP score increases before the extraction and you can volunteer, you can form your own family."

Jean watched his face register a series of expressions as he processed the words he had heard. The final expression was a broad smile. "I would like that very much," he said.

After dinner, the twins had Bob between them on the sofa, as usual lately, and they were cuddled up to him. One at a time, they looked at Bob with an impish smile and then looked away. "OK," he finally said, "I'll bite. What's with you two tonight?"

"We're ready," they softly said in unison.

Bob had been expecting this but it still came as a shock to him. He looked up and saw Ellen, Kathy and Sandy with knowing grins. He stifled a shrug and instead squeezed the twins, one in each arm. "I am yours to command," he said softly. "How do you want to do this?"

"We wanna be at the same time," said Mindy.

"Instead of one of us waiting for you to recharge," added Mandy.

"So, we'll take turns," said Mindy, "maybe a minute each time."

"The one that's off can be in someone's lap," said Mandy, "getting fingered and kissed."

"If someone wants us in her lap," giggled Mindy.

"We want the whole family there, and maybe participate," smiled Mandy.

"Especially Kelly," added Mindy. "We want her to see fucking as a loving wonderful thing."

"We taught her about orgasms last night," laughed Mandy. "She had to beg us to stop. Who knows how many orgasms she had. She squirts when she cums."

"And it's sweet as nectar," Sandy put in with a smile.

"We have a bet on who gets your jizz," said Mindy. "Everyone else gets cream pie."

"We have another bet on which of us cums first," said Mindy. "We have another bet on which of us cums most."

"Anything else?" asked Bob. The twins shook their heads. "Shall we wait for Mickey and Julie to finish up in the kitchen?" The twins nodded vigorously.

"Will you kiss us until then?" asked Mandy. So he did. First one and then the other, and back again. The early kisses were loving and soft. As they progressed, their passion built. The twins wriggled out of their shifts and each managed to get one of Bob's hands onto her breast. He knew what to do from there. Before long, the twins were each stroking his cock through his pants with one hand and strumming their pussy with the other.

When Bob came up for breath, he found that Mickey and Julie had already joined them and were looking on with approving smiles. The twins saw them too and giggled.

"I can't carry you both at once," Bob said. "Shall I carry you off to bed one at a time?"

Without a word they both bounced up. Each grabbed one of Bob's hands and they pulled him up and walked into the bedroom, leading him by the hands. Once there, one went after his shirt buttons while the other attacked his belt and zipper. Together they soon had him as nude as they were. They guided him onto his back in the middle of the bed.

As one, they turned to Julie and Mickey. "Will you help us?" they asked, again in unison. Both nodded, smiling, tears of joy brimming in their eyes. The twins guided them, one on each side, onto the bed about even with Bob's knees, sitting cross-legged. They guided Sandy between Bob's legs and let her know she was responsible for keeping Bob hard. Ellen and Kathy were guided to sit on the bed about even with Bob's shoulders. Kelly was guided onto the bed over Bob's head, so she could have the best view of all.

Finally, one twin climbed into each of Julie's and Mickey's lap, their backs against the chest of their helper. As one, the twins each turned and began kissing their helper. Soon one hand was guided to a breast and the other into her pussy. This went on for some time. Sandy did her duty by acting like Bob's cock was a lollipop. He hardly needed added stimulation -- the sight of the twins in loving embrace with Mickey and Julie was enough.

Mandy lifted herself off Mickey's lap and straddled Bob's legs. As she had been taught, she slid Bob's cock through her slit for lubrication. When he as good and wet, she lifted herself and aligned Bob's cock with her entrance. She slowly lowered herself until she felt the pressure of Bob's cock on her entrance. When she was ready, she slowly lifted and lowered herself, a bit harder each time. On about the fifth stroke, her eyes opened wide and she squeaked. Again she waited. Again she began anew. Soon she was sitting on Bob's legs, his cock buried to the hilt inside her. She smiled serenely. Again she waited. She began to rise and fall, slowly and gently at first, but with increasing speed and power. A minute or so later, she stopped, smiled at Bob, and climbed off and into Mickey's lap.

No sooner had Mandy climbed off than Mindy straddled Bob. She did the very same things as Mandy, with the same results. After she had pistoned on Bob's cock for a minute, she climbed off. The twins' change of position was wordless and, as far as Bob could tell, without outward signal. But the twins acted in perfect harmony, never missing a single beat.

Mindy had spent the time during Mandy's first turn in Julie's lap and Julie had aggressively kissed, fondled and fingered her. She was very much aroused when her first turn came, but not aroused enough to reach her first peak.

Mandy was likewise aggressively kissed, fondled and fingered by Mickey during Mindy's first turn. In addition, Ellen leaned down and collected Mandy's nipple in her mouth and began to suck and bite. Sandy's duty was fulfilled and she joined in by collecting the other nipple in her mouth. Mandy was very, very aroused when her second turn came.

Mindy got the same treatment during Mandy's turn. Kathy did her part by collecting a nipple in her mouth. Sandy leaned over the other way and collected her own nipple.

Mandy made it through her second turn without cumming, but Mindy didn't. She squealed and keened while thrashing up and down on Bob's cock. She stopped and recovered her senses, then climbed off.

Mickey had fingered Mandy hard while Mindy had her orgasm. Mandy was nearly at her peak when it was her turn to ride the pony. She pounded herself down on Bob's pelvis until she went over the edge, nearly singing her passion.

This was the strangest sex Bob had ever had. The break between partners was just enough for him to maintain his stamina. He thought he could go on at this pace for a long time. He looked up and saw Kelly looking down at him, a mixture of emotions on her face, all of them good. He could hear her fingers in her pussy. He reached up and took her arm, guiding her juice-soaked fingers into his mouth. He licked these clean and smiled at her. Kelly had never experienced the least tenderness from a man. With her other hand, she caressed his face and neck.

Mindy and Mandy traded off posting on Bob's cock and being caressed and fingered in the arms of Mickey and Julie. Each of them had many orgasms. Finally, as Mandy was climbing off Bob's legs, Mindy said, "I can't go any more." She smiled serenely, almost boneless in Julie's arms. She looked at Bob's still rigid cock and then looked up at Kelly. "Would you finish him off for us?"

Surprised, Kelly didn't know what to do. Ellen guided her off the top of the bed. Sandy retreated and made room for her. Kelly climbed onto the foot of the bed and crawled up. Because of the crowd on the bed, Kelly needed to be on hands and knees until her knees reached the outside of Bob's hips. That put her face nearly even with Bob's.

"Will you kiss me first, Kelly?" Bob softly asked. Kelly shyly nodded and closed in. The kiss was gentle and loving. Bob nibbled on Kelly's lips. "Welcome to our family, Kelly," he whispered. She choked back a sob and hugged him as tightly as she could. Bob responded with his own embrace, then gently rubbed her back from one end to the other.

Mandy beckoned Sandy into position behind Kelly. "Line him up, Sandy, and let her take him in at her own pace."

Kelly started when she felt Sandy's hand. She lifted herself up enough for Sandy to pull his cock out from under her. Sandy had to nudge Kelly north a bit to get the tip properly aligned. When she felt the tip in her entrance, she smiled and kissed Bob deeply. She slowly moved her body south, taking him inside her until he was all the way in. She sighed in contentment, enjoying for the first time the sensation of a man deeply inside her.

She tried to lift herself off and thrust him back in, but it wasn't working very well. She brought herself more nearly upright and began again, with much greater success. She found Bob's hands and placed them on her breasts as she rose and fell on his cock. Her tempo slowly but surely increased.

"Let us know when you're gonna blow, Dad," Sandy said softly, "and I'll make sure you take her over the edge with you." Sandy caressed Kelly's back and her ass. She repeatedly ran her finger up and down Kelly's ass crack, stopping to pay attention to her sphincter on every pass.

Ellen produced a tube of lubricant, removed the cap and held it out to Sandy. Sandy held out her index finger and Ellen put a thick layer of lubricant on it.

Kelly and Bob were both beginning to huff and puff. Bob's expression said that his release was imminent. When he roared, Sandy jammed her finger all the way into Kelly's ass. Kelly was so surprised at the double penetration that she screamed while a massive orgasm shook her entire body.

When she had recovered, Bob pulled her down for some tender kisses and cooing. The twins began to clap. The others joined in.

Bob manned the CAP testing center from early in the morning until well after dark. He was pleased to see that several men and women from the evening sessions of the Program, and two boys and one girl, all were able to cross the threshold to volunteer status. He conducted the exit interviews as he always had in spite of his knowledge that today was the last time the testing center would be used in his town.

Ellen had few patients for her medical practice, but felt it necessary to remain all day. Brian also was present but had little to do.

Michael swung by during the day to check in. He told Brian, Bob and Ellen that a large number of people were not formally connected in volunteer families -- at least according to the database. They discussed whether many families were organized but not reported on the database. They talked about how the day would go tomorrow. They went over the team assignments for collection of latecomers to the picnic cum extraction. Michael made it clear that his teams did not yet know the exact nature of their duty tomorrow, and certainly didn't know there was going to be a pickup.

Ellen inquired of the AI whether it was aware of new people in town not listed in the database. The AI responded that nearly three dozen adult females had recently arrived, two of whom were volunteers. There also were some adult males but none were volunteers.

Many of the businesses in town devoted a great deal of time and effort -- and money -- to preparation for the picnic. Food of all description was being prepared. Sodas and a wide variety of juices, teas and coffee were being readied for delivery.

The football field itself was mowed and otherwise spiffed up. The yardage markers had long since been washed away and the appearance was of a very flat expanse of green grass.

Despite the official assurances, all over town there was the sense that something important was coming. For more than two hundred fifty men, the time was upon them to accept the loss of their wives and children, parents and siblings. Some of them weren't taking it very well. They had been able to maintain their composure while their loss was in some distant future, but that future was within sight.

When an outburst erupted in a public place, the surrounding customers uniformly stepped in to quell the disturbance. Most of the time the incident was handled, but more than a few fights broke out.

John had arranged for himself and several others to be out and about all evening should they be needed. He and his cohort heard a lot of yelling and crashing. A knock on the door and a brief discussion seemed always to do the trick.

By nine o'clock in the morning, the football field was the scene of a great deal of activity. Tables for food and other uses were being brought in and set up. Bags and bags of ice were being poured into barrels, followed by beverages of all description. The barrels were placed in many locations, convenient for the partiers.

John and his staff had of course gone all out on making all manner of pastries and desserts. He brought the first two large trays over himself and placed them on a table. Coffee urns were delivered and filled with fresh, hot brew.

More and more food arrived from every one of the cafes and restaurants in town. It seemed like there was enough food to feed the whole town for two days. The whole town was assembling for the picnic, but only one meal was contemplated. Still, none of the businesses wanted to be eclipsed in their offerings.

People started arriving. Some spread blankets on the grass. Others brought lawn chairs. By the time the picnic officially began, there would be so many on the grass that the latecomers would be forced into the bleachers.

In spite of all the food and beverages donated by local businesses, some people brought a charcoal grill. Committee members, in consultation with Brian, decided not to object. The fires could be extinguished later.

Kathy arrived, leading her troupe. Julie wore one of Kathy's dresses and seemed comfortable enough, although she stuck very close to Kathy. On the rare occasions she was out, Julie was very uncomfortable away from the safety of her home. Kelly, Mickey and the twins had accessorized their shifts. Sandy wore jeans and a tee shirt. Their arrival caused a bit of a stir. Julie hadn't been seen in public for a very long time. Mickey and the twins were known to be sequestered, despite the fact that Mack was still recuperating from his injuries. The family was greeted warmly. Several girls latched onto Sandy and the twins, seeking a juicy story of their experiences.

By 10:30, the area was packed with people. Children chased each other through the crowd. The food offerings were well attended. Apparently, many people had foregone breakfast in the knowledge that a feast awaited at the picnic. Those that had brought blankets or chairs remained in place, holding court as it were while their friends and neighbors circulated.

The drones inconspicuously monitored the affair from above. No weapons larger than a pocket knife were detected.

At 10:45, Brian instructed the AI to send text messages to all of the town folk who had not yet arrived, encouraging them to hurry.

Michael had positioned laptop computers opened to the database in several areas. Andy and Frank established themselves on opposite ends of the area in front of hand painted signs touting family planning -- in an entirely new context. Soon they were busy.

Shortly after eleven o'clock, the AI informed Brian that the vast majority of the town folk had arrived. The entire Committee, excepting the busy Andy, was assembled in the nearby CAP testing center. Brian consulted with them, relating the AI report and double-checking details. Michael assured them that his teams were present somewhere in the area. Brian distributed stingers and demonstrated their settings and use. Every Committee member had worn a garment that would conceal the stinger but have it readily available.

Sarah produced bags filled with colored cloth strips. Some of each color were distributed to each member with instructions to disperse over the entire area. Michael fired up the laptop computers that would be used by the field teams. He sent a text message to all of his field team members, asking them to report to the CAP trailer.

They had done all they could in preparation. With a collective sigh, they decided that the time had come. Most of the Committee members filed out and headed for stations throughout the area. Brian brought out transporter pads. He and Bob carried them to the pre-determined site of the entryway to the interdiction dome.

Brian showed Bob how to unfold and refold the transporter pads and how to energize them. Brian moved about ten yards toward the football field. He unfolded and energized another transporter pad. No sooner was the pad on the ground than the first six marines appeared, one after the other.

The appearance of six uniformed marines, each two meters tall and solidly built, immediately captured the attention of those nearby. The news began to quickly ripple through the crowd.

And then the interdiction field came down.

The applause and cheering began somewhere. It swelled in volume and exuberance until the entire crowd was participating. Brian used his amplified voice to say, "May I have your attention for a moment. When they announced the picnic, they said the extraction was later. They neglected to say 'later' meant 'later in the day'. The picnic will continue for hours. There are a lot of goodbyes for you to say. There are a lot of good men and women who will not be able to go with us. This is your time to express your thanks to them and to wish them success in the coming battle with the Sa'arm.

"Many of you volunteers have not completed your family selections. Many of you concubines have not been selected. There is no more time for procrastination. Everyone, volunteers and concubine candidates alike, get on the arm bands you see being provided. Get your business done, then have fun at the picnic."

While Brian was speaking, the second six marines appeared inside the dome and the third six walked off the transporter pad outside the interdiction dome and looked to Bob for a report. When they learned that nothing untoward had occurred, two marines in each direction trotted off to inspect the perimeter. A few souls who happened to be just outside the interdiction field were directed to join Bob for entry inside the dome.

Sarah had already placed a blue band and three white bands on her own arm. When Brian finished speaking, she approached the people closest to her. "You need to identify your status," she said in a loud voice. "Volunteers, please put on a blue band. Concubines who have agreed to join the family of a volunteer, please put on a red band. Everyone else is a potential concubine. Please put on a yellow band.

"Volunteers, for every space in your family you need to fill, you should also put on a white band. I still need three. See the three white bands on my arm?"

The same procedure was going on all over the area. Jim, John, Amy, Dave and Ellen all helped people select and put on the colored bands. Now was the time when wives reached for a red band rather than yellow. Now was the time when husbands declined any white bands to go along with blue.

Four marines were detailed to join the four teams Michael had assembled to collect laggards. Since the interdiction field was already up, there was no point in making pretense. The four teams checked the text messages on their cell phones and moved out in four directions.

Kathy and the rest found Ellen and put on their wrist bands. "When can we strip?" asked Sandy anxiously. Ellen preached caution. A disappointed Sandy accepted her decision.

Stacy, Jenny and Dawn were able to find Kayla and then Alexis. They put red bands on each other and moved themselves into the bleachers, where they had a better view of the goings-on.

Jean found the Kent family at about the same time as Susan Jenks. Jean watched as Ben tied a red band onto Stephanie's wrist. When Susan tied a red band on Ben's wrist, Stephanie was overjoyed. She hugged her dad, she hugged Susan and she hugged Jean. Ben explained to Stephanie that she and her sister and brother would live with Jean and Mike. Ben was going with Susan to begin a new family, and he only had to be the dad.

Once the interdiction field was pointed out, the field teams had no trouble persuading the laggards to join the party. They moved smoothly through town, going from place to place as directed by the text messages sent by the AI.

At the entryway, there was little to do. Since everyone in the town was welcome to enter -- unarmed -- the marines persuaded Bob to enter the interdiction field and join the picnic and pickup.

By this time, the picnic was taking on some aspects of a more normal pickup. Many of the unattached concubine prospects were shedding clothes. A few volunteers were test driving various women. Brian decided it was time to take the next step.

"May I have your attention again for a moment," he said in his amplified voice. "Today, those extracted will be transferred to a base on the moon. The transport ship that will carry you to the colonies will arrive on Tuesday. Before leaving today, every concubine must be nude. Some have begun to undress already, mostly those who are trying to attract a sponsor. The time has come for all bound concubines to undress as well. Please give your CAP card to your sponsor and take off your clothes."

After some hesitation, and some searching to find their sponsors, the clothes began to come off. Children remained clothed. Men who gauged their chances nonexistent remained clothed. Volunteers remained clothed. The rest stripped. Soon there were stacks of clothing everywhere.

Bob found Kathy and her group. By this time, Eric and Steven had joined them. The clothes of the seven women and two young men were in a single pile. Bob collected kisses and hugs from all the women. The boys offered handshakes. Bob accepted those, but also collected hugs from them both.

Jeff and Liz had been circulating through the crowd. Janice Nelson spotted them and beckoned. She introduced them to her Tim and to her youngest daughter, Erin. They already knew Natalie from their work in the Program.

"Thank you for taking my intact family with you," said Tim earnestly. "It's tough enough that they're leaving. If I knew they would be split apart, that would be a lot tougher."

"We plan on having a family full of love and respect," said Liz.

"And babies," added Jeff, "lots and lots of babies. We sincerely hope you planted one to come with us," he smiled.

"If I didn't," Tim smiled shyly, "it wasn't for lack of trying. I hope we did. I hope I can find out some day."

"You will if there is any way," smiled Janice.

"Now, Daddy," said Natalie with a wicked grin, "I get to finally show you my body." She started to strip. "I've wanted you to see me for so long!" They all laughed.

Liz was nearly as quick out of her clothes as Natalie. "There," she giggled, "that feels better." All eyes turned to Janice. After only a moment's hesitation, she began to undress. The three women's clothes were laid in a single pile.

"I think we have a lot of time remaining," said Jeff. "Let's relax here and watch."

Bob and Ellen together began to stroll through the crowd in search of their remaining family members. First, they found the Ferelli family. As they approached, Laura greeted them. "Bob and Ellen, I think you know my husband Bart?" Bob and Ellen nodded and shook hands with a very upset Bart.

"Where is your cloth band, Laura?" asked Ellen gently. Laura quailed as Bart began to rail.

"She doesn't need a fuckin' band," he shouted. "She isn't going anywhere!"

Unperturbed, Ellen turned toward Bart. In a clear voice she asked, "You want Laura and your children to stay here and die?"

"You Goddamn right," he growled, "they're staying right here with me."

The loud exchange had attracted the attention of everyone in the area. A marine began to approach from behind Bart.

"Laura has the right to go," said Bob. "She doesn't need your permission."

"I'll show you permission," screamed Bart as he wound up to clobber Bob. Instead, he collapsed into a heap, victim of the marine's stinger.

Ellen instinctively dropped to his side to attend to him. "He'll be fine," said the marine in a loud voice. "He'll be out for several hours. When he wakes up, he'll have the worst headache ever."

Laura began to sob. Ellen rose and collected her in an embrace. "It's time for you and your children to join your new family, Laura," she softly said. Bob produced a red band. Ellen broke the embrace and tied the band on Laura's wrist. "Our family needs your strength and courage," she cooed.

"Strength and courage?" Laura wept. "I have cowered from Bart all my adult life. I don't know how you can say I have strength and courage?"

"Come and meet your sisters," said Ellen. "I especially want you to help young Kelly. I think you'll discover that your carrying on in the face of Bart's brutality took a lot of strength and courage."

With a doubtful smile, Laura nodded. Ellen took one of Laura's hands. Bob took the other. Together they brought her to the rest of the family.

"Sarah, can I talk to you?" asked Tanya Pruitt.

"Sure, Tanya," Sarah smiled, "how can I help you?"

"We haven't joined a family yet because we were trying to go together," Tanya quavered.

"Who are you talking about going together?" asked Sarah.

"Me and my two sisters," Tanya answered shyly. "You know Lindsay and Diana," she said as she pointed out her sisters standing nearby. "Lindsay was in tenth grade and Diana was in ninth. Andy said you have three spaces left. Do you? Do you have someone in mind?"

"I do have three spaces," Sarah chuckled, "and I don't have anyone in mind. I kept my spaces open in case they were needed. It sounds like you need them. Let's all of us go find Karen and George so we can all talk about it."

Karen and George were sitting on lawn chairs, seemingly oblivious to their nudity. George had an erection and even that didn't bother him. They rose, greeted Sarah with hugs and turned to Sarah's guests.

"You know the Pruitt girls?" asked Sarah. Karen and George nodded.

"Hello, Tanya," said Karen. "Hello, Lindsay. Hello Diana. I trust you're enjoying the picnic? Are you excited about the extraction?"

"That's just it, Mrs. Lasher," said Tanya. When Karen frowned and shook her head, Tanya corrected herself. "Sorry, Karen. We've been trying and trying to find a place for all three of us to go together. We don't want to split up, but we won't have any choice if Sarah says no."

"There's pressure for you, Sarah," George chuckled.

"Sarah, you've brought them over here," observed Karen. "That tells us you want our opinion. The last time I checked, we don't get a vote."

"Of course you do," smiled Sarah. "I value your opinions and your insight. It will be you two who have to live with them day after day. I think three Pruitt sisters is a very good use of my reserved spaces. I really want to know your thoughts."

Karen turned to the three girls. "Do you think we six will make a good family?" The girls nodded. "You realize George will father your children?" More nods. "Maybe you should tell us your sexual experience?"

All three girls blushed. "None of us is a virgin," said Tanya softly, "but none of us has a lot of experience."

"We want to learn!" Lindsay put in. They all chuckled as she blushed.

"Do you have any experience with girl/girl sex?" she asked. All three girls blushed. Tanya and Lindsay nodded but Diana shook her head. "There's only one George for the five of us to share. Are you prepared if one of us turns to you for comfort and release?" Still blushing, they nodded vigorously.

"Your parents taught you good manners, I know," smiled Karen. "We want a loving family and a healthy environment. We don't want any fighting. We don't want hurt feelings to linger. Can you do that?"

"That's why we wanted to be together," cried Diana. "We get along so well."

Karen looked to George and Sarah for their votes. Both smiled and nodded slightly. "Well," said Karen, "the uniform of the day for bound concubines is your birthday suits. You can pile your clothes right on top of ours." With shrieks of joy, the clothes flew off. The nude girls were bouncing up and down with excitement.

"In spite of what you see around here," said Karen, "I don't think a full test drive is warranted. Instead, I want two things: I want you to look me in the eye and tell me you'll be a willing lover to us all," and the three girls nodded, "and I want you to at least touch George's cock." Without hesitation, all three girls crowded around him and stroked him. "Welcome home, girls!" said Karen, and was immediately nearly bowled over when Lindsay hugged her. Diana did the same with Sarah. Tanya pulled George into a standing position and wrapped him in an embrace.

Susan Jenks and a naked Ben Kent were holding hands and strolling through the area. They came upon a disconsolate Mary Osborne and her daughters. Susan moved to comfort her. "What's wrong, Mary?"

"Mark told me he would take us as his family," she sobbed. "Leah and I didn't need to make any other plans. He dumped us! We're gonna be split up, I know it!"

"I think this might be your lucky day, Mary," smiled Susan. "It just so happens that I need a mother and daughter to fill my family. Are you interested?"

Mary looked at Susan and Ben, trying to tell whether Susan was serious or playing a cruel joke. "Do you mean it?" she asked.

Susan smiled and nodded. "Ben wants to be a loving dad to a whole bunch of children," she said. "I hear we can roll back the years and make us eighteen again. How do you feel about being pregnant for the next ten years or so?"

"I would love that," Mary smiled through her tears. "What about my Leah and Jenna?"

"I think they better come with us if you're determined to stay together," chuckled Susan. "Can you handle being the same age as Leah and Jenna? Will you care for each other's babies?"

Now Mary was radiant. "Yes, yes, oh yes, we can do that!" she cried. Susan pulled her into a hug. Over Mary's shoulder, she turned her attention to Leah. "You're an adult now, Leah. Are you willing to go with us? Are you willing to help us raise a big family?" Leah grinned broadly and nodded. "Jenna, do you have any objections?" A smiling Jenna shook her head.

"Let me have your CAP cards," said Susan. "Leave your clothes here, Mary and Leah. Jenna, you stay dressed." Jenna was obviously disappointed, but complied.

"Have you seen Nicole or Tiffany yet?" Bob asked.

"I saw them early," answered Ellen, "but not lately."

As they walked, they found a crowd of people in a circle, all looking toward the center of the circle with rapt attention. When they made their way in and were able to see, they discovered that someone had commandeered a long table. On their backs, head to head, legs overhanging the ends of the table were Nicole and Tiffany. Both were taking a serious fucking. Around them stood a bunch of very large men wearing their biker colors, their socks and nothing else. Both women was stroking a hard cock in her hand.

As Ellen and Bob watched, the man fucking Nicole shot his wad into her pussy with a roar. After a moment, he backed away and was replaced by the man who was getting the hand-job. He pushed on the backs of her thighs, unceremoniously jammed his dick into her ass, and began to thrust. Another man approached to the side of Nicole. She collected his cock and began to stroke.

Ellen and Bob casually strolled up to the table on the side opposite the guy getting the hand-job. After they had watched for a while in silence, Nicole noticed them. "I bet you're wondering what we're doing here," she said. Ellen was having trouble holding in a belly laugh. She simply nodded, her hand covering her mouth.

"I told him we'd fuck 'em all if they didn't give no trouble when it was time for us to go," smiled Nicole. "I gotta live up to my end of the bargain. Don't worry. I ain't had a good gang-bang in a while anyhow."

A huge biker-type approached them. When he entered Nicole's view, she said, "This is my ole man, John. John, this is Ellen and Bob. They're both gonna be the volunteers in our family. John held out a great paw of a hand and shook Bob's and said a few words of greeting. He simply nodded his head to Ellen.

Tiffany was looking over her shoulder, trying to be part of the strange conversation. Ellen and Bob greeted her as though it were perfectly ordinary to greet a woman while she was being fucked. Neither Nicole nor Tiffany seemed to mind a bit.

"How much longer is this going to last?" asked Ellen with a smirk.

"Whenever I ain't got no dick in me for a whole minute, the bang's over," smiled Nicole. "Tiff's got the same deal. The guys are having seconds and thirds now. It's taking a while for them to get off, but it's taking longer still to get it up again."

"Where are your kids?" asked Bob.

"They're around somewheres," said Tiffany. "They ain't interested in this no more. They seen it before and it bores them."

"Do you suppose we could prevail upon you to make your way to the rest of our family sometime soon?" asked Ellen. "After you finish, I mean. Make your goodbyes and mosey on over there," and Ellen pointed, "and join your sisters." Ellen had a gleam in her eye. It was fun trying to carry on a conversation while watching her get fucked.

"Sure thing, boss," cackled Nicole.

Bob and Ellen waved goodbye and strolled away, chuckling.

"May I have your attention, please," Brian said in his amplified voice. "Most of you have made your decisions about family groups. There are a few volunteers remaining who still need to fill slots. There are concubines remaining who have not joined a family. Would those of you in these two categories please make your way to the north goal post. It's time to make your final arrangements.

"Secondly, the picnic as lasted several hours already. If you and your family have made all of the goodbyes you need to, you are welcome to present yourselves for transport to our base in the moon. The transporter pads will be set up here where I stand near the south goal post.

"I said 'to our base in the moon' and I meant that. The base is far below the surface of the moon. There are no spectacular views from the moon. You should be able to see out of observation windows on the colony transport when you get to be in her next week.

"Please begin to wind up your affairs here and make your way to the transporter pads. Thank you."

People started moving. Some were headed for the north goal post, to finish making selections or to make a final valiant effort to be selected. There were a lot of elements of an ordinary pickup there but, in the end, every woman who wanted to go was selected. Only a few volunteers were left with unfilled selections.

Other people began to seriously engage with the folks who would be left behind. There were handshakes and hugs, tears and a little bile, but mostly the evacuees sincerely thanked the remaining townspeople.

The transporter pads began to get busy. The marine stationed at each had to satisfy himself that the volunteers and concubines understood the enormity of the decision they were making. CAP cards were inspected. The offering and acceptance of bound concubinage had to be voiced aloud for the record. Soon, a third transporter pad was set up near the other two.

The members of the Core Group slowly brought themselves together. "I have never seen -- or heard of -- a pickup like this," said Brian, obviously awed. "This is the longest, most leisurely, safest pickup I know of. Nearly a thousand people are being extracted. There have been maybe half a dozen people stung, and no one seriously injured. You have done well for yourselves."

"It's all Bob's fault," gibed John. "It was his harebrained idea in the first place. We just tried to keep it from turning into a clusterfuck."

"If you're apportioning blame," chuckled Jean, "then the entire town is responsible. Everyone, everyone got behind this wholeheartedly."

"Enough patting ourselves on the back," smiled Ellen. "It's time to get outa Dodge. Let's move ourselves to the transporter pads and finish what we started." They all agreed. After re-joining their new families, they quietly made their way to the transporter pads. One family at a time, they stepped onto the pads and disappeared.

And then they were gone.