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Subject: {ASSM} Family At War - (Inc, Bro/Sis, Mom/Son, Neph/Aunt, high tech/genetic selection) - chap9famwar.txt (1/1)
Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 14:10:04 -0500
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I walked over and flopped on the other couch and pulled the
comforter over me.   I don't think I had time to have a single
thought pass through my head before I was asleep.


Chapter 9

I woke up to the sound of the phone ringing.   It must have been
ringing for awhile before I heard it because it stopped making
it's god-awful noise before I could get up off the couch to
answer it.   I glanced at the other couch Dad was gone.   No
telling where he was or what he was doing.   I shook my head
sadly as I realized that I did not know how long Dad had slept
since he was already gone.   I hoped he'd gotten enough sleep to
be able to think things through before he did anything crazy.

My bladder felt like a beach ball I had to take a leak so bad and
I slowly wobbled my way out of the office headed toward the
bathroom.   As I walked across the office I noticed the big
digital clock on the back bar of Dad's desk, it said, 3:30 in big
red numbers, it had to be afternoon since I had not passed out on
the couch until well after that time this morning.   I had slept
most of the day away.   I got a little concerned that I had been
out so long, no telling what the heck had happened while I was
dead to the world.

I looked in each room as I passed them on my way to the back
bathroom.   The whole house just felt different, like I was not
at my home but in someone else's.    As I was passing by the
boy's room I noticed that some of the things which earlier had
been strewn around the room had been piled up in the middle of
the room.   The mattress was gone; all the cotton stuffing that
had been ripped out was also cleaned away.   I guessed that Dad
had figured that he should straighten things up a little before
he went anywhere.

Then again, he could still be looking for more of the tapes and
decided to make a neat and clean approach to the process.

I made it to the bathroom and surprisingly it was not in the same
shape as the rest of the house.

Once I finished taking a leak I looked in the shower.   All the
soap, shampoo and other stuff were still exactly as it normally
was.   I decided to take a quick shower and began to strip off
the clothes that I had now worn for over two days straight.

The hot water felt great and I took a long shower, trying
desperately to wash all the bad happenings from the past 24 hours
out of my mind.   It sure seemed to me that the last few hours
had been the longest of my entire life.   I lingered in the
shower for considerably longer than I normally did.   Finally
when I noticed the skin on my hands starting to turn into prunes
I flipped the hot water off, thinking I best get back into the
world.

I got out of the shower dried off on one of the big towels that
we all loved, wrapped it around me and was just soaping up my
face to shave off the scruff when the phone started ringing
again.   We had phones in almost every room in the house,
including in all the bathrooms.   I quickly rinsed the soap off
my face.  The phone rang twice before I picked it up.

I said, "Hello".

No one said anything back.

I felt really strange and I started to hang up the phone but
decided to give who ever was calling one more chance, so I said,
"Hello, this is David.   Is anyone there?"

I heard some noise in the background, like someone was scurrying
around maybe walking around with the phone or maybe they had me
on a speakerphone and it was picking up the background noise.

I said, "OK, I can hear you making noise, you might as well
answer me!"

Still no one said a thing.   But I could hear the sound of
excited voices in the background this time.   The voices were to
low for me to understand every word, but the few words that I did
pick up were enough to tell me that the call was being made from
Lisa's house.

I just held the phone to my ear and listened to the muffled
voices from the background.   There was one voice that was a
little louder than the others were and I kept picking up a word
or two every now and then, but not enough to understand what the
discussion was all about.   If they had me on the speakerphone
then the person that was talking must have been setting closest
to it.

The voice that I heard was that of a female, but I was not sure
who it might be.   For a second I thought it might be Mom, just
her voice was a little different because of the stress she was
under, but each time I heard it, the more I was sure that it was
not her.

Finally, in desperation, I said, "Can I speak to Boo or Mandy,
please?"

That set off a whole new set of discussions, the voices got
louder and louder and I was able to pick up a few more words.

They were talking about Dad and I kept hearing the words,
"videotape, lawyer, life, happiness, and something about stopping
him.

Again I tried, I said, "Listen to me . . . Dad has the videotapes
. . . the ones that I left here . . . I also gave him the one of
him and Cindy . . . somebody talk to me, please."

I guess that was enough to convince who ever was on the phone to
at least talk to me.   The voice that came on the phone was not
one that I recognized, they said, "We had hoped that you would."

I said, "This is David, who am I talking to please?"

The voice said, "A friend . . . that is all that I can say right
now."

I said, "OK, Friend, may I speak to one of my family members
please?"

The voice said, "Just a second . . . OK . . . we are trying to
decide what is the next best step . . . is Bill there?"

I said, "No, Dad is not here, he was gone when I woke up a little
while ago."

The voice then asked, "Do you know what he did with the tapes?"

I really was not sure what he was up to, but I was not going to
tell that to someone that I did not know, so I said, "I have some
ideas . . . I think I might . . ."

The voice then got more insistent and said, "Look, we have to
know what he is doing!"

I was sick of talking to a total stranger, friend or foe, and I
said, "I need to talk to one of my family members, either you put
one of them on the phone or I am going to hang up."

The voice got equally insistent and said, "Hey, we don't need any
more bullshit right now . . . tell me what you know!"

I said, "Goodbye" and hung up the phone.   I thought that if they
really wanted to talk to me that they would call back.   My mind
was in a total quandary as to what to do next.   I looked at my
reflection in the mirror.   I looked tired, even the normal
bright sparkles in my eyes seemed a little depressed today.   The
scruff on my face cast a shadow over my features and I picked up
the soap to continue getting myself into some kind of shape.

The phone rang again, this time I had just squirted a nice pile
of foamy shaving cream into my hand.   I rinsed it off and picked
up the phone on the second ring.

The person on the other end said, "David . . . this Mandy . . .
don't hang up, please!"

A string of chill bumps like cold water thrown on me coursed up
and down my back and legs, I said, "Mandy . . . good to hear your
voice . . . I am in the middle of getting a shower . . . can I
call you back in about 5 minutes?"

She said, "David . . . we need to talk to you now!"

I said, "OK, but I am naked . . . can't at least take a minute to
put on my pants?"

Mandy started laughing and I could also hear the sounds of others
laughing, so I knew then that I was on a speakerphone.   She
said, "OK, OK, we all got a picture of you in our minds now."

Then another voice came on the line, it said, "David . . . I am
sorry for upsetting you a few minutes ago . . . just a lot seems
to be happening today . . . and we are all under a lot stress
over here."

I said, "Hi Friend" and chuckled, continuing I said, "I
understand about the stress . . . I do not normally hang up on my
friends".

They all laughed at that.

Boo came on the line, she said, "Hey . . . why don't you get
dressed and come over to Lisa's place?"

I said, "I can do that . . . take me about 10 minutes to get my
clothes on and then I can head that direction."

There was a lot of discussion going on in the background and I
waited for them to finish.   

Mandy said, "OK . . . we'll let you go and see you in half an
hour"

I said, "Fine . . . See ya!"

Friend said, "Bye" and the phone went dead.

I hung up the darn thing and looked at myself in the mirror.   No
shave for me today I thought, besides I look kind of macho with
this scruff on my face.

I had to go through the piles of stuff in the bedroom to find
some clean clothing.   All that was left of my stuff was old
clothes that I usually just wore around the shop when I was
working on my old car, a pair of worn dockers and an old work
shirt made out of, almost faded white, sand colored denim.   I
found some clean underwear too.   Thank goodness Dad had not
destroyed everything.   All my old shoes were still piled in the
closet.  I grabbed the pair of heavy leather boots that I
normally wore with the work clothes.   They felt like home to me
once I got them on.

I quickly ran a brush through my hair and observed myself in the
mirror.   Other than the strain of all the bullshit showing in my
eyes, I thought I looked pretty decent.

I ran out of the bedroom headed for my car.   I realized that I
had better leave some kind of note for Dad and walked into the
office.   I noticed a cardboard box setting in the middle of his
desk and out of curiosity walked over to the look inside.   Taped
to the top of the box was a note.   It said, in simple terms,
"give this to the bitch", no signature nothing.   I opened it and
looked inside all the videotapes were in the box.   Lying on top
of all the others there were two tapes, he'd put them there for a
reason, since all the others were neatly organized in the bottom.
  The first one was the one that I had given Dad the night
before.  The other had no label on it.  I felt sure that the
no-label tape had to be the one that Dad had discovered by
accident.

But I also thought about the recording equipment and mirrors at
Lisa's.   Boo or Mandy had said Dad had found it in the "video
camera".   Now I was even more curious as to why it was in the
camera and whose camera was it in anyway?   Sure we had video
camera around the house, but was it in our family camera or was
it in a camera that someone had brought over from Lisa's?

I looked at the box of tapes for a second and made a quick
decision to take a few minutes and look at the tape, or part of
it anyway.   Then I had second thoughts, maybe I thought I should
hurry on over to Lisa's.

I thought about it again, thinking about the situation I was in.
 I had not had much time to view any of the tapes.   Heck most of
what I had watched just bits and pieces, a scene here and there,
fact was the longest scene I had watched could not have been much
over 10 to 15 minutes.   I thought about the tapes in a different
perspective, wondering who had the skill to do tapes that were so
well done.   Photographically they were excellent and even some
of the acting was pretty good.   I had to put them on par with
some of the porno tapes the guys as school sometimes brought in.
 Then I thought about my sisters, some of the sex, especially the
pleasure and lust was not actors playing a role, they were real.
 

Finally what made my decision to view the no-label tape was the
extreme curiosity about what had caused all of this to happen.  
So I grabbed the no-label tape out of the box, picked up the box
and sat it on the floor.

I turned on the TV and VCR and while they warmed up I looked at
the tape.   It was about half wound down, so when I put it into
the machine I immediately pushed the rewind button.   I decided
that I had already been dropped into the middle of a wild sex
scene by just letting the VCR go into the play mode.   It took
about a minute for the tape to fully rewind.

While the tape rewound, I looked in the center desk drawer for a
pen to write a note to Dad.   Then I got worried about leaving
him a note that I was going to Lisa's.   I had to think about
what to say, I did not want to tell a huge lie to him, but should
I tell him I had gone to Lisa's?

I decided that I would just tell him I would be back after while
and not mention where I was going.   So I wrote out the message,
signed it, and also wrote down the time, after glancing at the
big red clock again, it read a couple minutes past 4:00.

I taped the note to the top of the desk.

I heard the VCR making a quite beeping noise when it got the tape
fully rewound and I spun around in the chair and pressed play.

The tape was not what I expected it to be.   From the previous
tape, when I had watched the first few minutes, I expected there
to be some kind of introduction or at least a set-up scene.   Not
on this one, I was instantly immersed in a hot sex scene between
two people that I did not know.   They were in a position with
the man on top between her legs.   She had her legs spread very
wide, with her knees raised.   Almost the typical missionary
position.

They were both very beautiful and both had very blonde hair, so
blonde it was almost white.   I looked closely at their facial
features, and noticed that they looked a lot alike, except for
being a man and women they could have easily be identical twins.
 The fuck scene seemed to go on and on, much longer than I was
prepared to spend watching a tape that just showed sex.

I watched for several more minutes as the couple really got into
making love.   Actually they were just fucking the shit out of
each other.   I watched them go at each other and it was sort of
exciting, but still with all the pressure that I was under from
the family ordeal, I could not really understand why dad would
pitch such a fit over these two having a go each other.

I waited for the scene to end, deciding that if there was going
to be any kind of story line to the tape maybe it would be
developed after this first scene was over.   Some of the videos I
had seen before started out that way.

To this point in the video the camera had been principally
centered on the couple from about 10 feet away, far enough that
all that was shown was two people having sex.   No close-up shots
of sex organs had been shown.   That began to slowly change,
first focusing in on the female's breasts.   Her breasts were
beautifully proportioned, nearly perfect in size and shape, very
firm and upstanding.   I thought that maybe they were implants,
but if they were they were not overly large.

The camera moved slowly down her body to about her waist before
it stopped.   Then panning up to the man's body and traveling up
across his well muscled stomach up to his shoulders.   His body
was covered very fine blonde hair, which tended to have a reddish
cast to it.

The next shot was of their faces, the female was wearing just the
right amount of make-up and even with her face twisted in the
expressions of deep lust she was a beauty to see.   The man's
face showed just a slight beard, maybe a day or twos growth,
about like mine, he needed a shave but the beard just added to
his macho image.   I had to admit that I thought him to be a very
handsome man.

The camera flashed around to the back of the man, focusing in on
his ass, which moved rapidly back and forth as he moved in and
out of the girl.   Then began to zoom in on the space between his
legs.   Closer and closer, larger and larger became the view of
the area between the man's legs until the entire screen was
filled with a view of the man's penis buried deeply into the
woman's cunt.

He drew back until the head of his penis began to appear, just
the flared edge showed, then he shoved back into her.   His penis
was not overly large.   Perhaps no bigger than me.   I guess I
had gotten a little self-conscious about penis size after I had
seen how well equipped dad was.

The scene continued showing the man's cock buried in the women
for a couple more minutes and then slowly panned up just a
fraction to show the area where his penis came into contact with
where her clit was.   Strangely she did not seem to have a clit,
but seemed to have huge cunt lips; the area where her clit should
have been was just smooth flesh.   I got really curious and was
ready to freeze-frame the video when the scene suddenly changed
to the most astonishing view.

The man had flipped over on his back with the women on top of
him.   The man was lying fully down on the bed with the women
kind of squatting on top of him.   She was leaning back with her
arms on the bed supporting her upper body. Sticking out the front
of the women was either the biggest clit in the world or the
women had a penis.   It was not shaped exactly like a penis, more
like a huge pyramid, kind of like a cock with a lot of flesh at
the base.   It really had to be a clit, but it was absolutely
huge if it was just her clit.

The man's penis was inside the women and she was moving her hips
up and down, his cock sliding in and out of her.   The scene
changed slowly as the camera zoomed in on the women's clit until
it filled the entire screen.   It looked a lot like a penis, the
head was smaller, maybe as big as the tip of my thumb and had a
deep crease down the center of it.   It was definitely a clit,
but a monster of one.

The man must have been really flexible, because the lower part of
his face and chin suddenly came into the picture and he began to
flip the head of her clit with his tongue.   Each time his tongue
hit her clit she pushed it upward toward his mouth.   After
flicking it several times he took it into his mouth and began to
gently suck on it.

Up to that time the only sound had been a few moans of pleasure.
 The women said, "Oh god, Jerry I am about to cum."

All he said, was "OK, cum for me baby!"

She began to moan and thrust more of her clit into his mouth and
he sucked a little harder on it.

Her body seemed to freeze and began to shake and the man pulled
his mouth away from her.   A stream of slightly opaque fluid came
out of her splashing on to the man's lower face and mouth.   Her
cum flowed from a small hole just below the head of her clit.  
She was moaning and shaking as a couple of smaller streams
squirted out landing on the man's face.

Suddenly the screen went totally black and that was the end of
the scene.

The video machine continued to move forward and after about 30
seconds another scene fluttered into focus.

This scene was of an entirely different couple.    They both had
black hair very closely cut hair.   I glanced at the clock 4:25
it flashed at me.  They were both fully clothed and setting on an
over-stuffed couch.   They were dressed in clothing that was kind
of unisexual, kind of bland light colored shirts.

They sat quietly looking directly into the camera, neither said a
word.   I wanted to watch the rest of the video, but thought that
I should get on over to Lisa's so I reached out and hit the stop
button.

I ejected the tape, stood up and tossed it back into the box.   I
grabbed the box and hurried out of the house.   I thought about
the box of tapes and the note wondered what I should do with
them.   When I got to the car I opened the trunk and sat it
inside.

I pulled out of the driveway and headed for Lisa's.   I drove
slowly wondering what I should do.   I had to come up with a
plan, but nothing seemed to make any sense except to do what the
note said.

The drive did not take very long.   As I pulled to a stop in the
driveway, I noticed that there was a car in the driveway that I
did not recognize.   I sat there wondering what to do.   I sat
there confused, curious but extremely cautious of what I might
find.   Nothing really made sense and finally I made the decision
to go on into the house.   I was even going to take the box of
tapes in the trunk.

That all changed because just as I opened the car door the front
door to the house opened and Mandy came running out to the car.
She hurried up to me, almost out of breath, like she'd been doing
something really strenuous.   She was a lot more winded than from
the short run from the door to the car.

She grabbed me by the hand and tried to drag me after her, she
turned and said, "You got to do something . . . hurry . .
.hurry!"

I was to shocked to do much but follow her.  I managed to mutter,
"Mandy  . . . what the hell is happening . . .?"

She looked back at me and said, "It's Renee, she is crazy!"

I said, "Who the hell is Renee?"

She screamed something at me, but her head was turned away and I
could not understand her.

I pulled my hand away from her and she almost stopped and would
have if I had not put my hand on her back and said, "Keep going I
am right behind you!"

She quickly opened the screen door and ran in.   I was right on
her heels.

We both came to a sudden stop in the foyer.   The sight in front
of me was almost beyond belief.   Lisa, Mom and Boo were all
setting down on the couch and chairs in kind of a big circle.   A
lady that I did not know, but assumed was Renee, was standing in
the center of the room and she had a gun in her hand held limply
at her side.

She said, "You get over there and set down!"

Mandy walked across the room like a robot, never looking at
anyone but the lady in the center of the room.

I did not move, just stood where I was.

She got a super mean look in her eyes and said, "I told you to
set down!"

I don't know why but I said, "No, I think I will stay right
here."

She suddenly moved toward me, at the same time raising the gun
up.   But she never got by the corner of the couch.   Just as she
was rushing by Lisa, I saw Lisa's foot kind of stick out and trip
her.   Renee or who ever she was did not see Lisa's foot at all
and fell down in what seem almost like slow motion.   She put
both her hands out in front of herself to break the fall and the
gun came sailing across the room almost like she had thrown it at
me.

I hardly had to move to pick it up.   Renee was scrambling around
on the floor trying to get back up, I moved over and put my foot
on the center of her back and pressed her down into the floor.  
She didn't put up much of a fight, and I heard her as she began
to cry, making loud sobbing noises on the floor.

Lisa was beside me even before I got Renee pressed back to the
floor and she was scream all kinds of obscene words at the
sobbing wreck on the floor.    Lisa then began to try to take the
gun away from me.   I saw instantly that the real danger of
someone getting hurt was not the lady on the floor but my aunt.

I had to struggle pretty hard to keep her from getting the gun
out of my hand.

I looked over at Boo who was still setting frozen in place.   I
kind of tossed the gun at her; she caught it in mid air.   I was
scared shitless that it might go off, but with the gun in one
hand, I could not keep Lisa under control.

As soon as Lisa saw the gun fly away from me she turned on the
prone figure on the floor and began to kick her.  I stood stock
still for a second before I jumped in and grabbed Lisa and
dragged her away from the poor lady on the floor.

I yelled at Lisa, "Lisa stop this shit right now, what the hell
are you doing, you are going to hurt her!"

She was struggling for all she was worth trying to get away from
me and screaming at the same time, she said, "No I am not going
to hurt her, I'm going to kill the bitch."

I said, "Stop it, goddamn it, get control of yourself!"

Mom was suddenly standing beside us, she said, "Lisa, stop it you
know you don't mean that, Renee is your best friend, stop, we
need to get ourselves together and stop all this fighting, it
isn't helping us, please."

With those words barely uttered by Mom, Lisa instantly stopped
her struggles to get back over to Renee.   She glared at everyone
in the room, a look of defiance and consternation on her face.  
She looked first at Boo, who simply turned her head away and
refused to meet Lisa's powerful look.   Lisa then turned and
faced Renee, who was still lying full prone on the floor, but was
making moves to rise up to a kneeling position.

She looked at Mandy.   Mandy was the only one that met her gaze
and she had a crooked little smile on her face, not a look of
being intimidated like the others at all, more like she knew
something that none of the others knew.

Lisa then turned to Mom and said, "Well, what am I supposed to do
know?   I have done my best for everyone in this room and what
have I gotten for it?   A bunch of whimpering, sorry looking pack
of scared-to-death females!"

Lisa turned her gaze on me next and wow what a look she had in
her eyes.   If looks could kill, I'd be dead.   She did not say
anything to me her eyes kind of wrinkling into deep creases in
the corners as she snapped her head from me to look back at Mom.

Mom never said a word, but I heard what sounded like a moan from
Boo, a gasping kind of strangled sound, I thought she was trying
to stifle her emotions, maybe trying to keep from crying.  My
attention focused on her.   What I saw was anything but crying,
she was trying to keep from laughing.

As I watched her, and she caught my eye, she suddenly just burst
into laughter, giggling and shaking as she rolled back in the
chair she was in and she gasped out, "I am sorry, I can notstop!

I had my back to Lisa and all I heard her say was, "Cut".

Then everyone in the room was talking and giggling.   For a
second I did not realize what was happening, then a slow dawning
began to creep into my mind.   The entire scene, since I had
walked into the door, it had all been recorded and not only that,
just maybe it had all been an act.

I turned to look at Lisa, as I did, I watched Renee as she
quickly stood up from the floor, brushing the dust off herself
and kind of straightening her skirt and blouse.   She was busy
and never noticed me watching her.

Boo was still laughing, almost hysterically, but not like she was
out of control or anything, more like everything was a big joke
and all in fun, she sounded like she used to when a bunch of her
girlfriends came to the house for a slumber party or sleep over.

I glanced over at Mandy; she was looking back at me with a funny
little smile on her face.   I watched her for a long moment and
started to say something when I felt a cool hand on the side of
my neck.   I turned around quickly; it was Lisa who had touched
me.   I was looking at Lisa, when I noticed a movement out of the
corner of my eye and looked over Lisa's shoulder to see Mom
leaving the room.   All I saw was her back as she disappeared
into the hallway.

I tried to step around Lisa, but she put her hand on the side of
my arm and said, "Not now, we all need to have a talk . . ."

I stopped and looked back at her and saw a questioning look in
her eyes.   She did not look like the same Lisa that I normally
expected to see.   She had a deep look of understanding and love
in her eyes.

I glanced back at my sisters, Mandy and Boo.   Boo was still
giggling, but Mandy had the same look of deep concern in her eyes
as Lisa.   I heard a kind of strained clearing of a throat and my
eyes snapped over to Renee.

Renee said, "We wanted you to experience some of the things that
happens when we make videos.   No this was not "one of those", as
Bill so appallingly puts it, but at least you have some idea of
how it is done.

I looked at her, kind of a stern expression on my face, and said,
"I do not understand a lot of what has been going on around here
. . . fuck, around here, over there, everywhere.   I am so
totally confused  . . . every time I turn around I feel like I am
being blindsided by a new and totally fucked-up situation . . .!
 Damn, either this shit has to stop or I am going to walk out of
here without looking back."

Lisa said, "David, we all know that you are reeling from all this
. . . we are just trying to get you to understand what we do . .
. how we do it . . . and maybe then we can get you to appreciate
it."   She laughed and said, "We already know that you enjoyit!"

I felt a little of the tension drain away and said, "Yeah, I can
see how it is fun, exciting, . . . and all that . . . but so far
none of it has been exactly a pleasant experience to learn
about."

Lisa started to say something, but Renee cut her off by saying,
"We want to help you understand all there is to know."

I looked at Renee; again I could feel the consternation rising
inside of myself.   She must of noticed it in my expression, just
as I started to say something she cut me off too, saying, "David,
I can help you understand a lot  . . . from the very beginning .
. . just give me a little while?"

I was still so confused I just slumped, almost falling down.  
The load on my mind just seemed to shut my thought process down.
 I actually felt like I needed to go to sleep.

Renee started to say something, and I cut her off, I said, "Maybe
you better start by telling me who you are . . . I have never met
you in my entire life and here you are in the middle of what I
think is a family matter."

She looked startled for a second, but then seemed to recover and
said, "OK, I should do that anyway."

She told me the following story, while listened; I tried to
control the questions, knowing that if I asked to many I would be
more of a distraction than anything.

Boo and Mandy sat quietly through the entire monologue.  I
occasionally glanced at them to see what their reaction was to
what Renee said, but they only looked a little bored like they
knew all that she was saying.   I felt that Renee was telling me
the truth but decided to keep a few of the more significant
things close in my memory so that I could verify them with Boo or
Mandy later.

Renee's Story

The beginning:

Renee knew both mom and Lisa in college.  She met mom through the
testing programs and Lisa at a one of the college kid hangouts.
In the beginning she had not known the same people had adopted
Lisa and mom.   She explained that she had been a little on the
wild side and enjoyed her college years a lot.

She read about the program of testing being conducted by the
college and she had volunteered, but was rejected because she did
not meet the special criteria of the first program, that being
that she was not sterile.

Her name had been kept on file by the university and she was
called back during another research program when testing of
fertilization techniques on normal, healthy candidates was being
conducted.

She had produced a set of twins from the testing.   There had
been some complications with them and that was when she got even
more involved with the follow-up company that Dad and his
partners had established.

She did not volunteer any detailed information about the
complications, but I got the idea that the two people that I had
watched on the video, the man and the women with the big clit,
were the ones she was probably talking about.   I saved my
questions and waited.

Lisa had been her best friend in college, they had both been
taking similar courses and they were frequently together in
various classes.   She was taking courses in multi-media, and
wanted to work in the entertainment industry.   Back then there
were a lot of opportunities in marketing, sales and related areas
that dealt with the movie industry and she wanted to do that.  
Lisa on the other hand was more interested in the actual making
of the movies and short subject film.   Their interests seemed to
fit perfectly, Lisa would make the movie and she would take it to
the industry and try to get them their big break.

As their senior project they had been assigned to the same group,
along with several other people, and they had produced a short
subject film that made it into the film festival circuit and won
several awards around the US and even at one of the major foreign
festivals.   They had gotten a lot of attention from their first
effort and had tried to make a couple of more, but none of the
productions were nearly as well greeted by the industry.

Lisa and Renee had stayed close following college and always
enjoyed working together.   They had made a number of videos and
films before they got into making the home movies that were now
causing all the problems.

She left out most of the details about the movies and what they
ultimately did with them, another question that I put in my long
term memory to ask at a more appropriate time.

She finished her story by saying that she loved to do what they
did, making the videos, and had worried that their productions
would cause a lot of trouble for everyone, but what was happening
was way beyond her wildest imagination.

Once she finished, I was again so overloaded with all the
happenings and the convoluted mess that I just sat quietly
waiting for someone to say something.

No one said a word.

I started to tell them I had the box of tapes from Dad, but was
still unsure of what I should do, besides I still had to find a
few hours, maybe days, to watch each one.   There was still a lot
that I had not seen in the videos, and now, especially with the
new one, with all the unknown people in it, I did not want to
give them the tapes.

Boo asked, "David, what is Dad doing?"

"I really don't know", I said.   "He was at the house when I got
there last night, well this morning, but when I woke up a little
while ago he was gone."

There was a worried look on her face and I wanted to reassure her
that nothing bad would happen, but I really did not know what was
ultimately going to happen.   I said, "If you are worried about
Dad?   The only thing I can really say is that he seemed to be a
lot calmer . . . well at times anyway . . . he seemed to be in
more control of himself and not so crazy."

Boo said, "Well, if we could just get him to talk to us . . ."

I thought about that for a few minutes and said, "Boo, I don't
know if he will talk to you  . . . I mean, all of you at the same
time . . . it might be best for me and you to go over to the
house and see if he is there . . . maybe he will tell us what he
wants?"

Renee said, "Do you think he will talk to me?"

I thought about it and said, "Probably not . . . he is so wired
up . . . anything might set him off . . ."

She said, "OK, but I am the one that has the most to loose in
this whole situation!"

I looked at her in astonishment, hardly able to believe that she
thought that.

I said, "Look I don't know you from the man in the moon and I
really don't care what happens to you . . ."

She jumped up from where she was setting and started to say
something, but just in the nick of time, Boo said, "Hey, everyone
stay calm, we need to think this through and if we get all
emotional, it will not be good for any of us."

I immediately saw the truth in what Boo said and I said, "I want
to get this thing under control and I don't want any of us to
loose . . . but things sure don't look good for any of us!"

Renee started walking around the room, her face a mask of deep
concern.   I said, "Look Renee, I will do what ever I can to keep
this from hurting you . . . I promise . . . there is still a lot
I do not know . . . I will make sure that, if I can, that nothing
becomes more public than it already is."

She still looked worried and I could tell that she was badly in
need of being able to feel more in control of what was happening.
  I guess that aspect about her came from her area of expertise
or something.   So I said, "I promise that if I can I will get
you the opportunity to talk with Dad!"

She said, "David, I know that you are just trying to help and I
want things to be OK for all of us, but I am just so  . . ."

I said, "I understand your concerns, we are all so uptight over
this that nothing makes sense to any of us."

She began to relax and I said, "We need to have a plan, something
we can all work on . . . something to keep us from going out on
our own and doing things that none of us want or need tohappen."

Lisa, who had been very quiet, even more so than I thought
possible, said, "Look guys, we are all in the shits, no doubt
about it and if we can get some idea of what is happening with
Bill, then we will know more about what we have to do."

I looked at her, seeing that she was probably the coolest head in
the room.

I put my hands out and made kind of a questioning gesture.   I
started to say something, but Mandy beat me to it.   Mandy said,
"I think that me, Boo and David, should go over to our house and
see what is happening over there."

What Mandy had said was exactly what I wanted.   I needed to get
the girls away from Lisa's so that I could talk to them and even
if dad was not at home I could get some things from them that so
far I had not heard.

Lisa said, "Fine with me . . . I want to know what HE is doing
too, but I know that he will never talk to me . . . he never
would before, so why should he now?"

I looked at Lisa, what I saw made me wonder if my feelings about
her had been wrong all these years.   She seemed so feminine, so
helpless, so stressed out, that it made me want to walk across
and hug her.   I stood up and slowly walked across to her and
bent down and held her to me.   She just melted into my arms, I
could feel a slight sob come from her and knew that she was on
the verge of coming apart.   I said, "Lisa, I want to help and I
will, just take it easy for a little while and let me do what I
can."

I heard her mumble, "Oh David, this has been bad, all bad, not
what it should have been."

I said, "I know, but let's get it straightened out."

She nodded her head in agreement.   I turned her loose and
straightened up.   I felt all the others looking at me and I
smiled at each of the other girls in turn.

Mandy was almost hopping up and down, like she was seeing
something that she had not seen before.

I looked at Boo and said, "I think we should go over to our house
now."

Boo acknowledged me by standing up and saying, "Let me get
ready."   Boo walked around the couch toward the hallway leading
to the back of the house.

I looked at Mandy, she had a questioning look on her face and I
said, "You come too, OK?"

She wanted to go with us really badly, I could see it in her
eyes, she said, "OK" and jumped up and hurried after Boo.

I heard their voices, talking really excitedly as they both went
to get their stuff.

Lisa and Renee were still in the room and I looked at one then
the other.

I said, "What is the most important thing we should do over
there?"

Lisa said, "Get the tapes . . . if we get them . . . things will
calm down a lot."

Renee said, "Find out if he is still going to go to the police."

I thought for a second that I should tell my thoughts, but it
worried me.   Even though I knew, or suspected, that he would not
get the legal people involved and I had the tapes, I decided to
keep both subjects closed for now and I said, "We will try to do
both."

Boo and Mandy came tumbling out of the hall, both were laughing
and talking in excited voices, I suspected that all of this was
just a game to them and that they were having fun, in a young and
inexperienced kind of way.

I walked toward the door and they followed along behind me.   I
turned and said to Lisa, "We will call you once we get there, if
we can."

She said, "Good, we will be waiting."

Back to our house, it seemed to me that all I had been doing for
the past 24 hours was running from one house to the other.

Me, Boo and Mandy were all very quiet as I made the now very
familiar drive back to the house.   I had a million questions on
my mind.   So many unexpected things, so much on the tapes . . .

Kind of to myself I said, "God, what a bunch of crap . . . so
many questions . . . "

Boo looked at me kind of curiously, like maybe she was waiting on
me to ask some of them.   I did not say anything, waiting for her
to make the first move.

She said, "David, we can help . . . but all of this . . . what is
happening right now is as not what things are all about."

I said, "OK, I can relate to that . . . but I am in it too . . .
and there are so many things all happening at once that I am just
totally blown away by it."

Boo kind of laughed and said, "Yes it is kind of mind boggling
isn't it? . . .I think once we get to the house that Mandy and I
can fill you in on a lot of things . . . but some of it will be a
little shocking  . . . (giggle)  . . . if anything can still
shock you!"

I laughed to and said, "You are right about that . . . is there
anything in this whole screwed up mess that can shock me?"

The small talk ceased as we pulled into the entrance to our
neighborhood.   I think the girls were as scared to death about
what might be waiting on us at the house as I was.

As we turned the corner, so that we could all see the house,
there was an almost audible sigh of relief that we all saw that
the driveway was empty  . . . at least we all knew that Dad was
not home, or his car was not in the driveway.

We were all stressed out by what had happened to us, but getting
to the house seemed to bring it all crashing back down on us.  
As I parked the car in the drive, I could clearly see it in both
the girls faces, neither wanted to come face-to-face with dad
again.

I looked at them and said, "I think it would be best for me to go
see if HE is here and then come back and tell you."

Boo looked at me, a look of deep concern and study on her face.

I said, " I can see that you both are worried about what might
happen if Dad is here, just wait out here, if he is here I will
come back out and you can just take my car back to Lisa's."

Boo said, "OH, that is a good idea . . . if he is here . . . you
come back and wave at us and we will get out of here quick."

I just shook my head and said, "I will leave the keys . . . if he
is here I will tell him I forgot to bring in some of my stuff and
come back out."

Boo said, "OK"

As I got out of the car Boo slid over to the driver's seat.

I hurried into the house, I did not think that dad was in the
house, but it would not do to have him go crazy on the girls.

The house was exactly the same as when I had left awhile ago, not
a thing had been moved or anything, maybe a few more items thrown
about, but nothing to cause any undue improvments.   I hurried
back out and waved them in.

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