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He stumbled over the edge of a kitchen chair, and Laura went flying after him using every part of her body just the way George taught her. She threw perfectly aimed kicks towards his knees, and punches towards his head. She even bit his hand to add insult to injury. If it was part of the human body, she was using it the way her mentor taught her.

Her problem was Gordon was using every blocking system Monty ever taught him, and he did not stop working out three years ago, when Tiffany was born.

Walls were being bumped into, furniture was being abused, Laura thought she was giving Gordon the beating of his life. They moved around the apartment leaving only the shower, and the clothes closet untouched.

Gordon was loving the exercise. He had not blocked this many accurate blows in months. Monty had been too busy with Jackson, to schedule any matches for him, and everyone else he fought, was a training lesson for them to move up the ladder. He wanted to change the rules to make it legal for him to fight against the guards.

The guards were all for it, but the bylaws specifically forbid it. The reason he was doing this, was he was not playing offense, yet. He could have taken Laura down, after her first salvo, but that would not have been any fun. It would have put her into depression, and two depressed people on this ship were too many. She had not trained actively, since Tiffany was born, nearly 3 years ago. She remembered the moves, and executed them flawlessly; but she did not have the power she needed behind them, to make them effective.,

The smile on his face was driving Laura crazier by the second. Her body was aching from hitting him so hard. He must be ready to collapse, she thought, but why was the son of a bitch laughing in her face. It must be a defense mechanism, she thought.

10 minutes into this exercise period, Gordon knocked her feet out from underneath her, spun her around, and had her fall flat on her back for the first time since she and George had become equals on the mats.

She was stunned. It became worse when he pulled the overturned kitchen table on top of her, put a chair on top of it, and sat down.

She was seriously pissed off, now.

He looked down at her angry face, even though she remained gorgeous.

"Would you prefer coffee, tea, or me?"

"Fuck off, Gordon."

"Don't make me take you over my knee and spank you, Laura."

"Yeah, like that would ever happen."

"Laura, if I wanted to spank you, I would have no problem doing it right now. Be quiet and listen to me, or you will not be able to sit down for a week."

"You're not that good, Gordon."

"Look at the position you are in. Over the course of 10 minutes, I let you throw everything you had at me, and it wasn't that much. You are so out of shape; George would be ashamed of you. All you've been doing is playing with Tiffany, and that is not training. When was the last time you ran 10 miles? When was the last time you did 100 push-ups; leg lifts; or crunches? When was the last time you lifted weights? I would like to propose a truce, and if you want, I'll get you back into shape. You can train with me. I bring Payne with me, you can bring Tiff with you. Zoey can show you how to make a carrier for Tiffany, or you can make it yourself. Payne always falls asleep while I'm running, and I hang her from a tree, so she can bounce around, while I'm exercising."

"Do you think you can get off the table now?"

"Oh shit, I was so comfortable I forgot you were under there."

"You have a photographic memory. That lie will stick with you forever."

"I hear the same thing from Zoey every time I tried to get away with something."

"Don't lie, tell the truth."

"I do 99% of the time. That other 1% I tried to save people from being hurt by the truth. It never works either."

"Where did you do most of your training?"

"In my dad's basement."

"Let's go outside."

"Would you hold the door open for me?"

"Why would I do that?"

"You are going to get into the same position you currently in, when I called a stop to this fitness period; aren't you?"

"You must think I am a fucking idiot."

"No, I think you are a High School Graduate."

"Why do you keep calling me that?"

"It's an accurate description of your academic achievement, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is."

"Does it define you?"

"It does not come close to defining who I am."

"Exactly, it has nothing to do with anything, especially who and what you are."

"Let's head outside. I want you to look at these. I found these grayish colored stones several days ago. What intrigues me is the deep blue vein running through it. Each individual rock has too much weight for its size. I followed a trail of them to the base of the mountains, where I dug with my hands, until they were nearly raw. There are mounds of these rocks, inches below the surface. I checked them with a Geiger counter, and they all have a peculiar radioactive signature. I want to know what they are, and I want to know what we can use them for while we are here.

Per my figures, 180 tons of these rocks can provide all the electricity required for every state west of the Mississippi River for 20 years, and these are not highly radioactive stones. If they are dry, they are inert. If you get them moist, by spraying them with water, they aligned themselves into patterns I've never seen before, and they are looking for something to do.

I need no, I want you to put your brain back to work. You can put a tether on Tiffany, but I want you to help build a lab. I want to take some of the expensive scientific instruments that we haven't bothered taking out of their boxes, and put them to work. It's time for us to go back to being the smartest people on the planet. We've been too comfortable here; we've become too complacent with our lives, and we are wasting our brainpower. It's not only you and I, it's Adam, and Newton, and Elizabeth, and everyone else down the line. Everyone has been studying, and growing thanks to my father's genius. Everyone must study for two hours a day whether they want to or not. Everyone must move up the ladder of success, whether they wanted to or not. That includes Adam! He is coming out of the pits of this ship and moving up the line until he is a captain; a fully certified captain. Depending on how many people decide to go with our new friend's, how many decide to stay here, and how many leave on our new adventure, everyone will know everyone else's job. The only ones that won't are the children who have not graduated from 'HIGH SCHOOL.' We have succeeded in our initial mission, but we became so excited with our success, we stopped.

You are twenty-eight years old, is your life over? I'm going to be twenty-four, I know my life isn't over. I will make you a bet in a few years we're going to have visitors from Earth. My brothers will be here with Good Luck 2, and bigger dreams than I ever had.

The first thing I'm going to do is fix our new friend's spaceship. Their technology must be totally different than ours, and we will learn from what we see, and do. We will fly it over here, and we will use both spaceships, and our minds, for the next two years, to learn and expand our horizons. We will ask Teddy, and everyone on board to pick our new destination. It's one of the reasons we wanted everyone to be young, and adventurous.

Before we depart, we will find out who is staying with us, who is going to leave us, and go with our visitors, and who wants to stay here and colonize this planet. If there is a place close enough to be called 'Eden', I believe this is it.

After all this is accomplished, we will decide on a departure date. Are you in; or are you out?"

"I'm in."

"Great! You must teach Adam how to become a scientist. I don't want him to be a plumber all his life."

"If you want to talk about a person being depressed; if you take Adam away from pipes, we may not have enough antidepressants to last us, until your brothers get here. That man can talk about pipes forever. Thank God I love him so much..."

Gordon wasn't sure if it would work, but he tried it anyhow. They were approaching the exit, when he yelled, "Holy shit, rats!"

Laura did exactly what he wanted her to do. She screamed, and jumped into his arms. He threw her over his left shoulder, until her head was pointing towards the floor.

He continued walking out of the spacecraft, and the laughing began.

When she realized what, he had done to her, it was too late to save her pride. All she could do was scream at him to put her down. He smacked her ass viciously, every time she did it.

Everyone saw Laura dangling over Gordon's shoulder. They thought she had fought him, and he was the victor.

Gordon walked over to Adam and threw his wife into his arms.

"I believe you lost one of your babies."

"You are absolutely correct, Captain. I did lose one of my babies, and the other one disobeyed a direct order. She will pay for it dearly, this evening."

Laura jumped from Adam's arms, and started moving towards Gordon.

Adam yelled, "Laura, what were you told?"

"He did something unforgivable."

"Pray tell, what did I do, Laura?"

"You know what you did. No one has ever touched me, except my husband. I can't say that anymore."

"That is a lie, and you know it. I touched you as personally as your husband does. So, did George, and every other man and woman agent you trained against. Your sister and brother probably touched you, also. However, no man, woman, or animal on Atwater Luck can testify truthfully that he touched you, unless you gave him, or her permission.

I, on the other hand, planned on touching your pussy, your breasts and your ass, because they were integral part of moves that I was going to use to put you on your ass. Did you enjoy being put on your ass, Laura?"

"You put my wife on her ass?"

"Yes, I also put her flat on her back."

"Laura, my love, 'IT BELONGS TO ME'. That little area of your body belongs to me, forever. You belong to me completely now, my love; every inch of you is mine. Everything that is mine is yours, and now, EVERYTHING THAT IS YOURS IS MINE! Isn't that a great feeling dear?"

"Stop gloating, before I kill you, Adam."

"Gordon, I can never repay you for your generosity. You are my best friend for life. She said, 'No, Never, Not in This Lifetime will you be allowed to enter me in that fashion.' There was only one way that could happen, and you've done it. Now my dream has come true, and my wife is mine completely."

"Is this true, Laura?"

"Yes, that was our deal. He had to see me get knocked on my ass in order to get a piece of my ass."

"Well, in that case, your fine ass is still safe. He has not seen you get knocked on it, has he?"

Laura's face became radiant, and stars showed through her eyes.

"No, there were no witnesses. He can't prove I got knocked on my ass. My poor dear husband can't have me, due to a technicality. He was ready to collect on his bet, only to find the rear door is still closed, and firmly locked, because he has no proof it was available to him."

With hate in his voice and venom in his heart, Adam said, "Gordon, I wish I could say that tomorrow all the commodes on this craft were going to overflow and the sanitation system was going to be out of order forever. It would serve no purpose for me. My people and I would be the ones to do the cleanup, and I am the one that would have to make the repair. Let me just put it this way, 'I hope you get hemorrhoids the size of basketballs'."

He walked away with his head down, and a tear in the corner of each eye.

Finch smiled. "I would have the pleasure of taking care of them, Gordon."

"No, thank you, doctor, I will use my personal physician."

"Shit!"

Sandy looked at her husband. "Joe with hemorrhoids that big, could he?"

He smiled at her, and winked.

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"Adam is that upset, because you will not have anal sex with him?"

"Yes, I won't do it. It sounds disgusting, and it probably hurts like hell."

"First of all it is not disgusting. It's natural, and has been in practice since the beginning of written language. Zoey said it was uncomfortable the first few times she realized we were going to do it, but as far is it hurting, preparation is the key. Why don't you come with me, and talk with Zoey about it? I'll leave you two alone so you're not embarrassed by my presence. You can have coffee, in the cafeteria, or go up to our apartment for some privacy. Our kids will not be out of daycare for several hours yet."

"Don't talk to Newton about this. I'm still not finished with you for allowing him to touch my breast."

"If Newton doesn't know he touched your breast, whose breast did he touch?"

Laura stood there with her mouth opened, staring at him.

"You see Laura; he thinks he touched my breast. He couldn't pick your breast out of a lineup."

"I still want to take you on, one-on-one, Gordon. I'm going to take you apart."

"You did take me on, one on one, and you lost both times. If you do it a 3rd time, with a crowd of people watching, you will only be embarrassed."

"When did we fight?"

"In Newton's room, I put you under the kitchen table. Outside, I had you on my shoulder, and threw you to your husband. The next time I will not be so generous."

"But I never got to do what George taught me."

"That's because it's been more than 6 years, since you practiced full contact with George. I have been practicing against Monty and anybody else that wanted to try their luck against me every day. Everyone tried except you. It does make a difference, Laura.

"I wonder if Adam could beat me?"

"Do you want me to arrange a match between the 2 of you?"

"No, I don't want him to embarrass me in public. Will you practice with me in private, until I get up to speed again?"

"Absolutely, we can tell everyone we are going to look for more deposits of these stones."

"Thanks. Let's go find Zoey. Christmas is coming. Maybe I'll give my husband a present he will always remember. He is worth it."

"Zoey always explodes, when we have anal sex."

"Why does the church..."

"Stop right there. Never bring the church into your bedroom. It takes the pleasure out of everything you're doing with your lover. According to the church, it should be 'Slam Bam thank you ma'am; turnover and go to sleep. If you don't get pregnant, do it again the next night. After you get pregnant, you're not supposed to have sexual contact again, until after the baby is born, and then only if you are trying to get pregnant again."

"Your mother had the 3 of you at one time, and had her tubes tied so she would never get pregnant again. Your parents were married by a priest, in a Roman Catholic ceremony. They both knew it was against the religious teachings of the church to do it, but they did it anyhow."

"Zoey's mom only wanted 3 children, and her dad got a vasectomy after Zoey was born. I'm not going to say what you think I'm going to say, because my wife will kill me. Let me just say that her dad got a vasectomy to prevent any more Zoey's from running around."

"Neither family was poor, but that was what they wanted, and they designed their lives around it."

"Poor people can't afford the expense of these operations, and the insurance companies are stupid for not covering it. A vasectomy may cost $2500, including the follow-up care. The cost of bringing 7, 8, or 9 children into the world for one woman, multiplied by millions of poor women in U.S., far outweighs that cost. If you bring in lifetime care for these children, as they turn into young adults, adults, and then the elderly, the price is astronomical. Insurance companies always think at the wrong end of the equation. Let's save money now, we will make money in the future. If they reversed it, and said, 'Let's put money into a fund, and spend it now on preventative medicine. We will save a ton of money in the future."

Thomas Jefferson was our first president to talk about birth control. However, he did not practice what he preached. They needed large families to take care of their farms, back sixteenth, seventeenth, eighteenth, and nineteenth centuries, so it did not matter if every family had 6 to 9 children on it."

"Is there anything you don't know about, Gordon?"

"You would have to ask me a question to see if I didn't know the answer. I'm not trying to be flippant about it. My mom and dad gave me everything a child could ever want in life. I had Gordon 2. It wasn't a toy. It was an IBM Sequoia, the fastest computer on the market at that time. They gave it to me for my birthday. I could play with my math and science projects, for so many hours during the day; until we moved to Tempe, Texas, and I could go to work with him. However, when those hours were up, I had to roam through other areas they wanted me to familiarize myself with. Somehow, I always found a way to have the new project have something to do with science. It was like when my cousin Newton came along. I put his birthday into my calendar so I wouldn't forget it. Then I found a way to add it to the Mayan calendar. I would delve into that areas of study for a few days, until I had the entire structure of their calendar memorized, and their culture. You know what it's like to have a photographic memory, Laura; you see it; it's imprinted on your brain forever."

"Yes, it's both a blessing and a curse."

"What was the amount of your last restaurant check, before we left earth?"

Laura smiled. "I don't know. Adam covered it with his hand, and demanded to pay for it. I think it was a shock to his system when he saw what the cost was, but he never said a thing. I was either going to kill him, or marry him; there were no other choices."

"If I might venture an opinion, you made the right choice. He's a great guy, and a wonderful father."

"I've also never known a man to love his work as much as Adam does. He takes such care in teaching each of his team members how to do each job precisely. Most of the time, they don't get a second chance to come out of those tunnels clean."

"He is the only man to have passed the test with 100%, and had points taken off for not spelling his name right."

"If my mother had her way, she would've had my father fail him, just to keep me on Earth. It was not easy for her to let me go. It's not easy for her to leave the ranch. I wonder if we can get those rocks that you found to make sound move faster than the speed of light. I'd like to know how she's doing. She will never leave Earth to come to see us, and I am never going back there. Actually, I never thought we would stay on Atwater Luck as long as we have. I thought we were going to be like Star Trek. Stop at a planet, plant a flag, and directions to Earth so they know where we came from, and then head out on another adventure. I didn't think we would colonize the first place we stopped."

"Do you see what I mean? We have been so happy here, and so very content with our lives, we have not been doing any science. I believe it's time for us to get off our asses, and get back to work."

"What are you two all lovey-dovey about?"

Laura said, "We are talking about anal sex."

"Oh, my favorite form of sex, without the use of a condom, and no possibility of getting pregnant."

"I thought Gordon was lying to me, when he said you enjoyed it. I guess he wasn't. My mother said the same thing, and I didn't believe her either."

"I can't believe it! You talked to your mom about anal sex?"

"Well, not exactly. It just happened to come out during one of our shouting matches. Get lost Gordon, Zoey and I will take it from here."

"I was the one who volunteered to leave you 2 alone, remember? I just brought you here to break the ice. Would you like me to bring you both a cup of coffee, tea, or something else? Otherwise ladies, I'm going to disappear."