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Subject: {ASSM} Child Brides of India  ALTERNATE ENDING
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Date: Thu, 28 Jan 2016 06:10:01 -0500
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I don't know if alternate endings to another 
author's work is allowed but this is my piece 
trying to conclude a story that has been left 
hanging for 6 years.

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Child Brides of India        
By Anonymous


After waiting for 6 years for C. Stanton Leman to 
finish this story I have to conclude he gave up on 
these characters, he's dead or in jail. I can't 
find anything past chapter 112 and nothing on ASSM 
past April 25, 2010 from him. While I might not be 
the writer he is and can't carry on his story, I 
decided to take some of the loose ends that 
frustrated me in this story and tie them up. 



ALTERNATE ENDING



A lone man slipped onto the Michaels estate. Ahead of 
him he spotted 3 young girls playing. He sighted down 
the barrel of his rifle and squeezed off 3 shots.

"Pfft", "Pfft", "Pfft"

All 3 went down without a sound. After moving the 3 
inside some bush covering, the man entered the house 
through the kitchen. There he used a pistol to take 
down the cook and young girl he found there. Moving 
through the house he shot each person he encountered 
except the baby. When he was done he had all 5 wives, 
Sean, Mom and Dad, the 3 girls from outside, Hibbah, 
her mom, Jamie and the maid sitting up on the couches 
bound with zip ties and gagged. Only the baby was left 
free. 

When he heard stirring in the living room he waited 
for another 10 minutes, He entered with the baby in 
his arms. He was wearing coveralls so nothing could 
be seen and a hood over his head so no one could see 
his face. As he enter the room he began to speak.

"No doubt you are wondering why I'm here and what I 
want. I want to make that child molesting/killing 
bastard suffer. I'm going to tell you a story so you 
understand." 

As he spoke he could see the dark skinned girl eying 
the baby with panic in her eyes. 

"This is your child I take it", he asked. When she 
nodded he said, "Lift your arms straight out in front 
of you", He sat the baby on her lap and told her. 
"Lower your arms and hold her right like that. Don't 
let go."

"11 years ago there was a young man who just turned 6. 
There was also a little girl just 4 1/2 years old. The 
young man loved this little girl and was always trying 
to protect her and would fight anyone who teased or 
picked on this young girl. A year later the young man 
told this girl he loved her and wanted to marry her 
when he grew up. The little girl kissed the young man 
and told him she'd marry him too. Jump ahead to when 
this girl was 7. She went away to a wedding and when 
she returned, she no longer seemed to know the young 
man. Now she spent all her time pining over some guy 
she saw at the wedding. When she was 8 her mother died 
and the young girl vanished. No one could tell the 
young man where she went."

"The young man started working, saving every dime. 
After a year he had a few thousand dollars. He hired 
a private eye to find the little girl. All he got for 
that money was she'd moved away to India. So the 
young man worked another 2 years. This time the P.I. 
told the young man this young girl and 1 other had 
gotten meningitis. He told the young man she died from 
it but the man she went to India to marry had managed 
to get the other child saved while the young girl died."

"MARRIED!, This didn't sit well with the young man so 
he worked another 3 years and borrowed a lot of money 
from loan sharks as well. This time he wanted to know 
who this guy was, where was the young girl buried and 
why was he trying to marry a girl so young."

"The report came back. NAME: Sean Michaels. Second 
cousin to Emmy Marie Michaels. 1st Wife: Priya Age 11.
Second wife: Aleeya Age 5. Third wife: Faatina Age 3. 
Divorced 1 week later but now an adopted daughter. 
New Third wife: Monaavi Age 23. Emmy Marie Michaels 
was buried in a Muslim grave in India. Shortly after 
burying her Sean gathered up the family and moved 
them here to America leaving Emma all alone with no 
family or friends to visit her grave and mourn her 
passing. Sean was a Muslim and seemed to be taking 
advantage of his good looks and money to marry as 
many young girls as he could."

"As the young man had no more money and was being 
hunted by loan sharks, the young man decided to 
track down this Sean guy himself. When he found Sean 
he used a high powered listening scope to listen in 
on what was being talked about. It seems Sean had 
found another young looking woman to add to his 
harem. Or she found him. He was never really sure 
which way it went. A Japanese nurse named Miko Age 26. 
And it appeared after causing her death, Sean's second 
wife and him planned to name their unborn daughter 
Emmy Marie. This was more then the young man could 
take. Not only had this bastard taken his love away 
from him, he buried her in another country where he 
could never mourn her and now they planned to take 
her name and give it to another girl? And that prick 
will speak her name daily referring to another girl?"

"While he was watching the estate planning his revenge, 
the young man heard something even more insulting to 
Emma's memory. When the bastard was pretending to 
follow the Muslim teachings and limiting his wives to 
4, it was bad enough. Then the bastard took a Fifth 
wife: Attiya Age 13. And he could hear Sean sweet 
talking another young victim named Hibbah feeding her 
the same crap he used to sweet talk Miko with. Seems 
like Sean wanted 1 girl for every day of the week and 
the seventh day his rest/family day."

"That's when I entered the estate planning revenge. 
Because I knew there was pregnant women and a lot of 
young girls, I used a low dosage tranquillizer in the 
guns to shoot you with. I want revenge on the man 
who stole and killed my love. I don't want to harm 
innocents."

With that the man went around and removed all the 
women's gags.Right away Aleeya protested, "I am not 
stealing Emma's name. I love her very much and want 
to honor her by naming my child after her. We women 
pick the child's name. Not Sean."

"I can respect that", said the young man, "But that 
doesn't change the fact Sean destroyed my life with 
his sick desire to acquire young girls as brides. He 
had 2 beautiful young girls. Did he need to take my 
Emma away from me to another country where she died? 
Did he need to selfishly bury her so far away from 
family and friends so he kept her to himself even in 
death? Did he need to defile her memory by replacing 
her so quickly? No Sean is a bastard who didn't think 
about the harm he caused. His dick seems to set the 
rules and he blindly follows along. When I came here, 
I thought at first I'd do to Sean as he did to me. 
Namely use his females for sex and kill them in front 
of him. I should have done that before looking into 
your eyes. I can see the fear in your eyes. But you 
don't fear what I might do to you, you're afraid of 
what I might do to Sean and your kids. I am not a 
child molester or killer. That is Sean's job. I am 
a man who's lost the love of his life and wants to 
make the bastard who lead my angel to her death to 
pay. The only thing I can think to do is remove each 
thing Sean used to lure my Emma away. That way he 
can't use those gifts to harm any other girl."

"What are you planning to do", asked Priya.

"As he sweet talks his victims, cut that silver 
tongue from his head. As he uses those blue eyes to 
mesmerize a girl, rip them from the sockets. As he 
uses his hands to entice the girls, use a chainsaw 
and remove his arms at the shoulders. As he uses 
his dick to further corrupt his young victims, 
smash his balls with a hammer before I cut his 
cock and balls off. Then I should boil them so 
they can never be re-attached. Finally, shave his 
head and cover his face and head with hundreds of 
deep cuts to make sure he can never use his looks 
to trick a girl again. That's what I should do. 
But even as I'm telling you this, I can hear 
Emma's voice in my head. She's begging me not to 
do this. She's telling me how sorry she is she 
forgot her vow to me and asks that I not harm her 
family. Even though I'm forgetting her face, I 
can't forget her voice. I will do as she asks of 
me."

"What are you going to do with us", asked Miko.

"I will let Emma guide me. I've decided I am going 
to free one of you. Then I'm going away and the one 
I free will free the others in 30 minutes time. I 
just need Emma to guide me to the right one."

Standing before Leeya the man asked, "Will you 
swear on your memory and love for Emma and your 
unborn child to wait 30 minutes before freeing 
anyone else?"

"I so swear", said Leeya.

The man cut her tie strap and presented her with 
the side cutters he used. "These will free the 
others when it is time."

"What will you do", asked Leeya.

The man motioned Leeya away from the others, "Now 
that I know I can't avenge my love, I'll join her. 
The 30 minutes are to get me far enough from here 
so the kids won't know the young man who'll blow 
his brains out was the same man who was here with 
them. Kids can take death more personally even if 
they didn't like the person very much. I just wish 
Emma talked to me before all this happened. Then 
your family wouldn't have been involved. Maybe you 
know how much I've missed her and the pain I was 
in knowing she was buried so far away I couldn't 
even visit the grave to say 'Good Bye'. Of all the 
things I hate Sean for, keeping her even in death 
from those who love her has to be his most 
unforgivable crime. Raise Emma Marie knowing how 
special her namesake was. It's too late for me. I 
died at 9 when Emma left me forever. But maybe you 
wives can make sure that asshole doesn't ruin any 
other young loves as he hunts for more young girls 
to add to his harem."

Leeya pulled him over to the mantel and took down 
a silver framed photo of Emma. Engraved on the 
bottom of the frame was 'In Loving Memory Of Our 
Dare Sweet Emmy Marie Michaels'. "Take this with 
you. Maybe the image of your love will prevent you 
from doing what you are thinking."

"I thank you for the gift. Her image had almost 
completely vanished from my mind. But it can't stop 
me. This only makes my resolve stronger. I have to 
try to rejoin her. There's nothing left here on 
this Earth for me. Good bye Aleeya. I can see why 
everyone who's ever spoken of your love for Sean 
said your love shines through. At one point I 
actually saw a similar look in Emma's eyes for me 
before she fell under Sean's curse."

With that the man slipped out the side door and ran 
along the tree line till he reached where he'd 
scaled the fence. As he climbed back over he 
unhooked his grapple and dropped down outside. 
He loaded the trunk with his grapple, guns and 
coveralls. Finally he drove away and stopped beside 
a park where he blew his brains out. When the police 
found his body, the photo of Emma was on his chest 
and the young man had a peaceful look on his face. 

EPILOG: Sean tried to order Leeya to free him as 
soon as the young man left and she removed the gags 
from Sean and his father.

"I can't Sean. I promised on the memory and love for 
Emma and my unborn child I'd wait. I know this is 
tough but I just can't free you unless you also swear 
he has his 30 minutes to take care of one last thing. 
I knew talking to Emma there was something hidden. I 
though she was just super horny for you. Now I think 
she had 2 loves tearing her apart inside and she 
wanted you to do something so she could forget her 
first love. That young man is the almost same age 
you were when you first first married. And I can see 
his love for Emma is as strong as my love is for you. 
I have to let him say good bye in his own way without 
the police stopping him. If I lost you, I'd do the 
same thing."

"I swear to you, no one will call the police. He will 
have his 30 minutes. Now free us please."

After Leeya freed them Sean asked, "What did he say 
to you before he left?"

"I will tell you everything in a family meeting later."

Sean waited the 30 minutes before he called the police.
Later that night they got the police report about the 
young man who committed suicide about 20 miles from 
their home. When the police brought the photo of Emma 
back Aleeya freaked, "That's his photo." She took the 
photo and looked at her family, "I don't care what the 
cost. This young man will be buried and his tombstone 
will have a photo of Emma embedded in it. We separated 
them once. The lest I can do is return the photo I gave 
him for all eternity."

Joan asked the officer, "I think this might have been 
the young man who was here earlier. What can you tell 
us about him?"

"Nothing Ma'am. Until we notify next of kin, we can't 
release any details to the public."

When he heard this John entered the study and made a 
call.

At the meeting that night Leeya told the adults the 
final words of the young man. "We all know Sean has a 
thing for young girls and the looks to attract them. 
But it never hit home before now because all Sean's 
young wives came from Muslim families and didn't have 
past loves. But it seems Emma had a past and this 
time Sean's conquest affected more then just us. The 
backlash had a young man searching for answers about 
what happened to his beloved Emma for years. And he 
spent every dime he had on his search. You have to 
be more careful about how you turn on the charm Sean. 
If this young man wasn't so in love with Emma that he 
let her voice influence him, who knows what he could 
have done to our family. Our visitor spotted it. I 
know you have been charming Hibbah way more then you 
should. We all know she's to become wife number 6 but 
that's the end. I won't vote to have anyone after 
this join our family. You have to stop collecting 
wives. We can never risk another set of lives 
destroyed just so you gain another wife. We came 
too close this time to our family's destruction."

"I'm not sure I can believe it. Emma would never 
have hid something like that from me", said Sean.

Joan was reading the paper John had given her while 
Leeya told her story. "I think you'd better believe 
it. This is the unofficial report John got from his 
contact at the police. Tomas McGee. Age 17. Lived 
just 2 doors down from Liz and Emma growing up. I 
remember Liz telling me about a little boy who had 
the cutest crush on Emma growing up. Every day Tommy 
would walk Emma the 1/2 a block down the street to 
the park. He'd play with her till she was tired and 
walk her home. One day a boy about 12 knocked Emma 
down with his scooter while they were returning from 
the park. Tommy picked Emma up and helped her home. 
The next day Tommy had cuts on his face when he came 
for Emma. It took Liz several days to find out what 
happened. It seems Tommy found this boy and knocked 
him off his scooter. Even though Tommy was only half 
his age, Tommy was pounding this boy silly till 2 
more of the boy's friends showed up and pulled Tommy 
off the boy. While his friends held Tommy, the boy 
beat Tommy for what he'd done. It took Emma even 
longer to find out what happened but when she did, 
Liz told me Emma had said she'd marry Tommy some day. 
Liz passed it off as a young girl's crush but after 
hearing Leeya's thoughts on why Emma seemed to want 
you so bad and Tommy's visit here today, I'd say 
Emma had another love before you and it came back 
to haunt our lives."

"Son while I love all your wives, Leeya is right. 
You came too close to destroying the family today. 
I don't know if Emma really begged this boy not 
to harm us or if it was his unconscious thoughts 
telling him it was wrong using Emma's voice. But 
I believe he really did love Emma and when he lost 
her, he also lost his will to live. He could have 
easily killed every last one of us today. And I 
have this feeling I can't prove, he made some kind 
of connection to Leeya that helped prevent him 
from torturing you. You have to decide what's more 
important to you. More wives or the family you have."

	*	*	*	*	*

Leeya did bury Tomas McGee. His tomb stone had a 
heart in the center. In this heart was a photo of 
Emma covered in crystal. Under the photo was this 
inscription. 'He died as he lived, in love with 
Emmy Marie Michaels' On the back she had a carving 
of 8 1/2 year old Tommy and 7 year old Emma. The 
last time Tommy and Emma's love was only their own. 
Sean tried to protest Emma's image on another 
man's grave but he found his whole family voting 
against him.

Every year on the anniversary of his death, Leeya 
visited his grave and took Emma Marie along with 
her. When she was old enough Leeya sat Emma down 
and told her who Emma was and why she visited the 
grave of Tommy every year. 

Tiya did have a son who she named John Tomas.

Hibbah did join Sean's family as Wife number 6. 
It seemed Tomas knew she was already in love with 
Sean from what he overheard listening in before 
he broke in.

Years later Sean seemed to have his taste for 
little girls under control. He still indulged in 
fantasies with Leeya and Priya but he never tried 
to sweet talk another young girl into loving him 
and becoming another wife.

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