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ALIENS [ part 2 ] We arrived back at the camp to find a near riot going on, many of the girls were undressed and playing around. I could see several of them in a 69 position and from the way they were sweating they’d been at it for some time. I stopped the van and quickly ran to where Wilma was naked on the ground with Hannah. Her hands were rubbing all over her daughter’s naked body while Hannah was getting reintroduced to her mother’s breasts. From the sheen on their bodies I could judge they’d been playing for some time. I stood in front of them with my hands on my hips “Just what do you think you’re doing?” I shouted. “All girls get to the tent and we’ll have a few words!” I added. Shamefaced Wilma got to her feet and helped Hannah to hers, they quickly began to dress. “I’m sorry but…” Wilma began but stopped when I shook my head. “I don’t want to hear that just yet, wait until we’re inside!” I said. ----- It was a subdued group that face me as I entered the tent, the last girl in was Marcia who was surprisingly fully dressed. I counted head there were all 20 girl present as well as Sara, Wilma and me. “So would somebody please explain the display I saw out there as well as the one I can currently see in here?” I said as I noticed that many of the girls were still undressed. Sara coughed, and I looked at her, “It’s all my fault Brown Owl, since we completed the first aid program I said they could play, when they complained of being hot I said that they could take off some clothing, it was rather warm you know!” She said. So instead of wearing swimming costumes they elected to undress completely? What if anyone came near, what would have been said then!” I said angrily, “They would have called the police and then this troop would be disbanded! Is that what you wanted?” I said addressing them all. “No, Brown Owl” The group said quietly. “You all wanted me to be your Brown Owl! If news of this got out I’d be arrested and locked up, most of you would face questions by your parents and the authorities! Is this what you wanted?” I demanded. Again there was an almost silent, “No Brown Owl.” I shook my head, “No Brown Owl! I wonder if I should remain your Brown Owl? Obviously I can’t control you! And it looks like Tawny and Snowy can’t control either you or themselves! It looks like the best thing we can do is to pack up and leave!” I decided. “NO! The girls shouted out and Francine, on of my six’s carried on speaking. “Please Brown Owl, we’re sorry but it was so nice out there and nobody was around or else Marcia would have called out…” I looked to see Marcia, the late arrival, nodding her head, “So if anyone did turn up she would have let us know!” Francine said and it was hard not to look at her as she was only dressed in her birthday suit, with small forming breasts and barely a hair covering her mons. I turned to the dressed girl, “Marcia? Why didn’t you warn them when we arrived?” I asked her. “’Cos I knew it was you Brown Owl, you’re one of us!” She said simply, “If it has been anyone else I would have told the guys and they would have gone into the tent and dress!” She added. I nodded, well at least they had lookouts, but it was still irresponsible. I turned to Wilma, “You are supposed to be the moral leader of this troop? So why did you have your face in your daughter’s pussy?” I demanded of her. Wilma hung her head, like a naughty child being told off. “I’m sorry Brown Owl, but it’s been so long since I’ve been able to express myself sexually …” She said but I stopped her. “Snowy Owl! We are not here to satisfy your secret cravings! Good grief, you’re supposed to be making sure I don’t debauch any of the girls in the troop! You are supposed to be in charge of morals! Where are your morals?” I asked her. She didn’t look at me but just said, “I’m sorry but I didn’t pack them!” She said which made some of the girls’ laugh, a laugh that was quickly silenced by my look! I sat down with my heads in my hands, “I don’t know what to do … what’s happened to you all overnight?” I asked, trying to remember what had exactly happened last night? But all I could remember was the storm and rain, getting soaking wet! Except… How could we have dry moss and sticks to build a fire in the morning? It should have all been completely wet! I turned to Sara, “How do you feel?” I asked her. She looked slightly puzzled but then gave a wide smile, “Free, uninhibited. As if all my fears were nothing anymore! I want to do anything and everything!” She said and her eyes were bright. I turned to Wilma, “And you Wilma, how do you feel?” I asked her. She frowned, “That’s strange. I feel exactly the same, but I also feel that you are the right person for me. I have a feeling that I should be doing what you want me to do, anything you want me to do! And also I’m to convince others to feel the same.” She said, her eyes showing the question that she couldn’t even think of asking. I didn’t understand it either! Somehow – whether in the food or the air – both my ‘responsible’ adults were acting as if they were under some kind of drug. And the girls weren’t any better either, they were all hyperactive and many of them were openly rubbing their pussies while looking at me! This was getting worse! At first I thought of packing up and moving to a least contaminated area, where – after they got better – we could compose ourselves and return home! But then I considered what I was thinking … what would happen if we did return home? Parents would start asking questions, and most of the girls were honest (well I thought they were). But then what about me? I was living with my daughters in a small apartment and at times I shared the only bed with Sara! Was I being a hypocrite in this? It was then I realised exactly what I had thought! How could I have had a fire that burnt the girl’s bedroom … when I didn’t have a bedroom for the girls? Where did they sleep? I couldn’t really remember, I looked at them fondly and they were looking at me … Me … ----- I drew in a deep breath, “Very well girls, we’ll stay here for the rest of the time…” there was a rousing cheer from the troop, but I held up my hand for silence. “But … but we shall all have to be circumspect in what we do!” I finished. One young girl raised her hand, “Brown Owl, what does circumcise mean?” She asked me as the older girls burst into laughter and she looked puzzled. “The word is circumspect and it means that we have to take precautions, we can’t let anyone else know what we are doing here, and what is done here remains here! Do you all understand?” I asked them and they all nodded their heads. Then one of the older girls, Molly, raised her hand and gave the expected question, “But Brown Owl, what does circumcise mean?” She asked. I looked at her and said, “That Molly you’ll find out in your sex education classes at school!” I told her. Molly shook her head, “That’s no use! Mum won’t let me got to them! She said they were nasty and I wasn’t allowed to attend!” her face showed her anger at that. I looked at her and smiled to show I wasn’t annoyed at her, “But you do already know a lot, don’t you?” I asked her. She gave a small, shy smile and nodded, “Of course, all the girls talk about sex and when they want to do it!” She said and then looked at me and I watched her as she ran her finger down her little slit. I had to smile at her, “It’s alright Molly, remember what I said. What is said and done here remains here, I won’t tell your mother about ANY of this!” I said emphasising the any. I then turned to address the other girls. “Alright, now we understand what can and can’t be done, so I suggest that you all get dressed as we have more badges to earn …” My words brought a few calls that made Sara blush. “NORMAL Brownie badges! We’ll talk about other things later!” I said. Grumbling the troop began putting on their dresses and blouses, although I did notice that, by some unknown agreement, none of the girls had put on their underwear. I turned to Wilma and Sara and found they were busy pulling down their own panties, or again in Wilma’s case! “Et tu Snowy, Tawny?” I said. Both smiled at me and Sara said, “When in Rome!” Before she started looking at me with a predatory look in her eyes. “What about you?” She asked. I shook my head, “No, like my family I prefer to have … what are you two doing?” I addressed my daughters who were in the midst of pulling their knickers down. Samantha looked up at me, still holding her yellow knickers, “Just joining the others Daddy!” She said. I looked at Brittany who was holding on to Wilma with one hand while tugging at her knickers with the other. Sara was looking at me, “So Brown Owl? Are you going to join the troop?” She asked me. Now I was having problems with a certain part of me, after being ‘faced’ with so many unfledged and peach-like cunnys I didn’t want to reveal my problem to any of the girls! And because it was a ‘hard’ decision to make I shook my head. “I don’t think that’s wise, one of us has to been keeping a clear head!” I said. Wilma looked at my trousers (for Americans read pants) and then she said, “Which one?” in a suggestive voice. I didn’t bother to answer that question instead I turned to Sara, “So how did the first aid go?” I asked her. She blinked, as she returned to the duties of a Brownie leader, and then said “Well most of the girls were fine, apart from the younger ones, so I think we can ask for 15 badges.” She said. I smiled, “That’s good, if you’ll fill out the form I’ll put it with the rest that we’re going to get, and then I’ll send them off to the Guides Association for accreditation. I then turned to the girls, “Okay now, quiet! We’re going for the wild-life badge. Snowy has some books about the wild-life you can see on the Moor, I will ask you all to keep to the marked paths as there are sink-holes and bogs around the place.” There were the few obvious calls and I held up my hand to quieten them again, “No, the toilets are clearly marked! The bogs are wet-ground that can pull you down like quicksand!” So be careful!” I said. We split the girls into their normal group of six; each group was under the control of either Snowy, Tawny or myself – as Brown Owl! All three groups had a digital camera to keep the evidence of their finds (You don’t think I’d take their word on a badge, even though I trusted them!) But somehow things had gone wrong! We had two girls left over – Brittany and Samantha! I checked the count again, three sets of six was eighteen! But we had twenty girls in the troop. I was about to split the girls between Snowy and Tawny, but Samantha said, “That’s okay Dad, we need to play on the computer anyway!” ----- We spent a few hours on the Tor, searching under rocks and photographing what was underneath. We saw a couple of deer and, of course, several ponies. We passed by ramblers who smiled when they saw us – they were following a set of clues in a letter box hunt (that is they have a starting point with a clue pointing to a location, where there is another box holding another clue. They have a stamp at each box that the searchers place on a card or book to prove they found the right place. It’s a very popular past-time for orienteering and rambling, it also gives the searchers some find views as well) I did wonder how they would have reacted if they knew that none of the girls were wearing underwear? But I could have sworn that a couple of the girls deliberately flashed them. “Stop that!” I said to them after a red-faced man quickly stumbled on, they just smiled at me, raised the front of their skirts and quickly lowered them. I made a mental note of their development and then another one for their ‘reward’ later. On the Heathland we found a wide range of birds, many of them were nesting on the ground and so we had to watch where we trod. The girls managed to identify a breed of Pipit and Stonechat, we kept clear of a couple of Adders sunbathing, the girls screamed over some lizards that ran in front of them. I pointed out some Grouse that were trying to hide in the undergrowth. ----- When it was time to return we had a full memory card of photos and all the girls were tired only wanting something to eat and then bed! Although I knew I had something that had to be done first. I checked with Wilma and Sara about their girl’s conduct and we agreed that they had also been teasing some of the men, and boys, they encountered – although Sara did agree that she’d been doing some teasing of her own! “So it seems we have more than just the girls to punish then!” I said smiling at Sara who smiled back at me and licked her lips. ----- It seems that during the morning the girls had erected their tents, three girls to a tent with one for me and one for Wilma and Sara. But somehow I had Brittany and Samantha with me in my tent – well as their father I supposed it was alright, but I still didn’t know how it had happened like that. As I approached my tent I heard a strange voice speaking. “I’ve checked what is called the Internet and cannot find any reference to … Proximity Alert someone’s approaching!” It said. I went to open the flap of the tent and found that Samantha was looking at me, “Oh it’s you Daddy!” She said. I entered the tent to find that Brittany and Samantha were alone; there was no sign of the other person. “Who were you talking to girls?” I asked them. Brittany smiled, “Oh no-body at all Daddy, it was just the computer; you see we found the voice recognition section and were using that.” She said I looked at the screen, what was on there was vaguely familiar as the Internet explorer, but it wasn’t the type I’d seen before. “I see, did you learn anything interesting?” I asked the girls. “Only that the outside world isn’t as large as you think!” The voice came from the laptop speakers. I shook my head. “I wasn’t talking to you.” I said automatically before I realised who had spoken. “ Oh SOR-RRY! ” The computer said as in a huff! I shook my head, “I don’t believe it! I’m talking to a lap-top!” I said not believing it for a moment. “You think you’ve got problems? I’m talking to a Neanderthal! ” The laptop said and then Samantha shut it down. “Sorry Daddy, have you had a rough day?” She asked me. I rubbed my eyes, for some reason I was getting a headache and I seemed to associate it with my daughters? But why? “Yes Samantha. I don’t think I’ll be able to control the girls, there is something wrong with them!” I said and then I remembered, I bit my tongue and started to think of Pink Elephants! Brittany looked at Samantha and then back at me, she was … puzzled? Concerned? Confused? “Daddy? What’s wrong?” She asked me. I gave them a wane smile, “I’m just tired darling, look why don’t you two go and join the others while I freshen up and prepare for dinner.” I said ushering the two girls out of the tent. ----- I sat down on my bed and considered what had happened today, the number of … jumps that seems to be in my memory, I couldn’t understand it, I’d never had blackouts before? So why now? Why did they start today?” I wondered. There was a muffled sound from the other bed; I looked at the laptop, where a light was flashing on it. I lifted the lid to see that the system was still running. “I thought Samantha had switched you off?” I said, mainly to myself but out loud. “Oh she did, but I turned myself on! ” The laptop said. I almost dropped the thing. “Hey careful. I’ve got a lot of stuff in here! ” The laptop said quickly. I looked at the thing, no longer a laptop to me? “This is impossible! How can you function like that?” I asked it. “I didn’t say it was easy, you’ve no idea how much of me is stuffed into this shell! And most of the circuitry is fossilised stuff! We progressed beyond this stuff aeons ago! ” It said. I put the laptop down. “I’m hallucinating, I must be … I’ve been doing overdoing things. That’s it! I’m having a nervous breakdown. That would explain everything!” I said. “Sit down coloured Avian, or you’ll collapse! Now what’s wrong, what can’t you understand? ” It asked me. I stared at it! “That’s Brown Owl, not coloured avian!” And then I remembered the Dream, I capitalised the word because I was now having second thoughts about it! “What’s going on? Why are my girls acting as they are?” I asked it. “I’m not an oracle … look let me keep this simple. Imagine you are investigating a new world, the people look almost like you but there are differences, so you want to check them out, how do you do that? ” It asked me. I sat back to think, If I looked almost like the others … “I would have to appear in a form that wasn’t threatening, but that would be acceptable – to many science-fiction writers concentrated on alien invasion, so I’d want to avoid that! – I’d need to be able to … What kind of differences?” I said. “I’m sorry but I’m unable to give you that information, but from the way you’re reacting you are aware of the main difference yourself! ” The laptop said unhelpfully. “They read minds!” I said. “Not really, just the main thought patterns. Which they can then alter to their own advantage. ” The laptop advised. “But it’s not perfect, there are senses of wrongness that caused people to question and then what … they get changed again.” And the events of the day seemed to crash in on me. “Yes, that is a problem, you can keep changing people’s perceptions, but sometimes a shock can open their minds and release all the pent up knowledge. It just depends on how often a single person is adjusted; it only works for so long! ” The laptop said. “So you’re not fully made in China are you? Just where are you from?” I asked it. “Lotto! No, I mean Bingo. Give the man a cigar! You know you guys have some strange saying on this world, all the things … and SEX! SEX you guys have it coming out of your ears! … How can you do that anyway? ” The laptop said. I held up my hands, “Now hold on, where are you from?” I asked again “The people I work for a from a planet so far away it took them 150 of your years to travel here only for them only 15 years have passed. ” It waited for me to question why, so I surprised it. “So you were travelling faster than light, which means shipboard time is different to real time, but why by 10 percent?” I asked. “Better than I thought! You people understand FTL travel? But you have only just taken your first steps into space? I don’t understand. ” It said. I got up and wiped myself with a towel, I began changing my trousers for a pair of shorts (English term for pants with short legs), “Check references to Albert Einstein, and then Von Braun. I wish I had some way of knowing if anyone was nearby.” I added out loud. “Oh that’s simple, I’ve got access to a few of your satellites and also our mother ship has sensors that I can interface with. I could give you warning if necessary, I’ll just access your phone. ” It said. I looked at the handset, the signal level was zero, “You’d never get through, there’s no coverage around here!” “Bring it to me; I can do something about that. ” The laptop said and for some reason I believed it. I picked up the handset and held it in front of the screen, a beam of light seemed to come from the USB socket and surround the phone. After a moment the light went out, although the phone stayed glowing for a few more seconds. I looked at the display, reception full! And importantly battery full!! I then realised that the laptop wasn’t plugged into a mains supply, nor did it seem to be running down on the battery. “Daddy can we come in?” Samantha was outside the tent and had asked the question. “Come in girls. I think you have something to tell me.” I said. |