Alaytion Archives: 235

By Al DesHôtel

The Alaytion Archives chronicles the evolution of the merged Blink Alliance and Alaytion Empire as they become the trading center for the Milky Way Galaxy. Ten centuries into the future some things are still the same. Kaajii begins moving out of the political arena and returns to his research projects, leaving his wives to settle into building up the Alaytion economy with massive projects which include new engine designs, mapping of other galaxies, research and development into marketable products.
What was once a civilization on the edge of extinction is being transformed into the largest economic powerhouse in this end of the Milky Way Galaxy. Expansion though comes at a price...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Al DesHôtel
• Release date: Mar 28, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310646348

Al DesHôtel

Greetings! I started writing science fiction in the late 1980's because I always felt that most science fiction was missing a few things. The routine, every day life occurances always seemed to be glossed over or not mentioned at all in lieu of the high excitement items. While my writings have plenty of high excitement scenes there are also mention of routine things and how they apply from the every day life to the storyline.The Alaytion Archives series started out as an idea of an alien race and how an every day ordinary person with above average intelligence could end up far in the future with them. As it evolved I kept finding more and more of the story to write about and it now currently spans 5 novel length books.Another genre that I've taken up in recent years is action-adventure. From the basic shoot 'em up type scenes to complex interlocking plots of advanced spy novels.Like many authors I weave my every day real life experiences into my work so that it becomes more alive and exciting.-Al

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235

Second, Third & Fifth

Book 5 of Alaytion Archives

By Al DesHôtel

Copyright © 2016 Al DesHôtel

Cover art © 2016 Garry Spoor

This is the fifth volume of the history of Kaajii Morrell. Compiled from the historical records of the Blink Alliance, the Terran government, the Tenghati centalthian, the Prati and Alaytion Empires.

References to dates and times have been adjusted from each source and brought into the timescale used by the Alaytion Empire.

-- Archives of Sans L'Toriel

R223-12 loo wewn, Chief of level 17 history

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Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. All characters are fictional and any resemblances to actual persons living or dead is a coincidence.

July 15, 3029 Alaytion Imperial Palace, Hoghadeau, Alaytia

Her highness, Yitzi Morrell, sat at the table sipping on a cup of coffee and reading her email. One of her personal servants was nearby reading a book. Yitzi smiled at the thought of the old parchment book still in use and was somewhat amused that the servant would actually carry it around rather than using the electronic readers.

Sauntering into the room wearing only a nightshirt was Yitzi’s co-wife, Cheryl Morrell. Cheryl greeted everyone with a somewhat sleepy but yet cheerful, Morning

Oh. Well good morning Cheryl. Sleep well?

Yes, that massage last night was much needed. Cheryl said.

Is Aleasha sleeping in this morning?

I don’t think so. She wasn’t there when I got up.

Oh. Yitzi said and cocked her head to one side and smiled. She knew where Aleasha had gone. Her telepathic ability with her daughter helped immensely.

I’ll have a bowl of assorted fruit and three slices of bacon. And a glass of milk. Cheryl told the servant who bowed and departed.

So I saw that you and Natissa finally did your statue for the hall of rulers. I am very happy that you did so.

Really? Cheryl asked shyly and grimaced. I still think it is so strange to be here as one of the rulers of the Alaytion people when I wasn’t even born here.

Perhaps it seems strange to you but not to native Alaytions. You have really impressed me with your efforts to learn our culture. I know it isn’t your own but you amaze me with your acceptance of it and how you embrace it. I am deeply touched. Yitzi said admiring Cheryl’s nose ring which she still had in. She absentmindedly touched her own ring as she thought about it and how much Kaajii, her husband, seemed to enjoy the look.

Cheryl smiled at the nuance of seeing Yitzi comparing her own nose ring. "I do feel I belong here now. After visiting earth this last trip I realized that it was not where I belong. There was a longing feeling I had on the way there this trip, knowing that I would see my home world again. The place where I was born. But it was oh so long ago. Even though chronologically it has been just over a decade since I left the planet on the timescale it is over a thousand years in the past. Seeing it this past week I realize just what that means. When I was a little girl my parents brought me to the Vatican. Last week seeing it crumbling in places I realized that even with the best maintenance that money could buy that time does age it. And I had this shocking reality check somewhere along the way where I came to realize that I no longer had any feelings for earth. It is in the distant past. Definitely not part of my future. The mind altering reality check though was realizing that when I was growing up that my dad instilled in me the longing to be out in space and at that time I always thought I’d try to be an astronaut orbiting around earth or if I was really, really lucky to be the able to travel to Mars. Either of which were merely a career and not an actual way of life. You did your job and then retired – to earth.

Boy, oh boy, was reality a bit of a shock when we did it – nothing at all like I had ever imagined it would have been. Then again when I was growing up humans were playing with crude chemical rockets and what they called a spaceship was merely a canister full of air and a few foolhardy individualists. At least when I got to go into space we were doing it in style compared to the other humans. Living here with Omir’s red light took some getting used to but after a while I’ve adjusted and seeing the yellow light of Sol I came to realize how I had changed. Alaytia is now where I call home." She smiled as she looked at Yitzi.

See, you make me proud!

Cheryl smiled again. You’re really special Yitzi. To open your entire empire to us and take us in. We were a band of wandering gypsies. Just following Kaajii to see what he would do next – although that in itself is always an adventure. You’ve given us a home and you are so very kind and generous.

It is you who are generous. Oh perhaps you now have a patch of dirt that you call your own but it is I who have gained more than you from this. I’m alive. Life. Stop and think about that. Had not the planet been moved today I would have been ash in this crematorium. She said motioning around the walls of the room. "I wouldn’t be here talking to you now if you had not come along with the Brethek. Everything unfolded as it was supposed to in the universe." She returned Cheryl’s gaze with the eyes of an elder who had seen the ages and knew of many truths in the universe, much like psychics claimed they could see the future. She had a temporary moment of vertigo though thinking that although she thought of herself as an elder to Cheryl that Cheryl was ten centuries older than she was.

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Tomaris Space Station, Tomaris orbit

You are cleared for landing. The approach controller announced over the radio.

Shuttle 1409 acknowledged. Brad said, reading the number of their ship off of the sticker on the dashboard. He looked over at Kaajii flying the shuttle into the station’s only operational landing bay. Sitting back Brad looked at the engineering of the station. Three of the six arms of the station were now at full length. The station, not intended for transport, nevertheless had enough thrusters on it that it could change orbits if needed. The hub had in fact started out orbiting Alaytia. It had been moved several months prior before the arms began to take shape. The hub was some kilometer in diameter. Each arm extended outwards for ten kilometers. It had plenty of places for ships to dock with it. And many large landing bays were under construction for smaller ships. Anything up to a thousand meters could land in the bays.

Looks like they are more or less on schedule. Kaajii commented as he flew the ship. He leaned his head far over and his neck gave a very satisfying pop.

It would appear so. Viceroy Grek sent me an email yesterday with a current workforce projection and a note that they were seeing a good number of employees making applications for the project. Brad said.

Well that is good news. A while back Grek was having a lot of troubles with unemployment and lazy oafs.

On glidescope. Brad said. He punched a button then picked up his coffee and sipped at it, alternating with blowing, it was still a bit hot.

You know we’ve already had several vessels dock here? Kaajii asked. He glanced over at Brad.

Really? That’s amazing. It is just barely functional.

Maybe so but the free traders prefer the station to landing on the planet. And with that in mind I’ve requested the shipyard to begin design on some surface to station transports. We’ll charge them for the hop, as short as it is.

You think they’ll pay?

Yes, they will. Some of the traders don’t have ships capable of landing. I talked with one once at one of the bars and it was a very enlightening conversation. Kaajii answered. He then turned his head slightly. Tamiriki.

The servant girl came up forward. Yes sire?

Tamiriki, arrange for a dinner at the Noree Towers for this evening. Brad, myself, Viceroy Grek, Illiana the hotel manager, the ministers of education, commerce, foreign relations, transportation for Tomaris. Make it for 19:00 hours.

Yes your highness.

Thank you sweet. He gave her a squeeze before she left and then turned to Brad. Might as well have a little face time with them while we’re in the neighborhood, right?

Sure. Brad said and looked back at Kaajii again. He had a visual in his head of Kaajii knocking back a few beers with some scruffy trader captain. He could imagine Kaajii fitting right in, unnoticed as the ruler of the Alaytion empire if he so desired. The thought amused him. What bar?

Kaajii let out a snicker before answering.

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July 27, 3029 – Monthly Staff Meeting, Alaytion Advisory Council

Next item up is a request from the government of RooDeLeon. They have inquired about the cost and delivery schedule for a space station. Some of their representatives took a tour of the Tomaris station several weeks ago and they apparently liked what they saw. They want something about half the size of Tomaris station. Advisor Quillen said.

Interesting request. Input? Kaajii asked looking around. He noted that a good number of the advisors were actually paying attention. Only three seemed immersed in a video screen of some sort at their individual work areas.

Well sire, they would need the station orbiting their planet. Our workforce is here on Alaytia with another yard on Tomaris. We couldn’t possibly put a work force on their planet for the years it would take to construct the station. In my opinion we decline it. She said.

I agree, I too wouldn’t want to have a work force there. We would spread ourselves too thin. However I’m somewhat amused that the only reason you seem to object to the request is that. You didn’t object to the request on the basis of selling a construct to them to begin with.

I .. Well if we were to build a station and sell it to them, assuming we had the work force for it. Or the materials, I .. I.. guess I wouldn’t have any objections to it from a workforce here on Alaytia perspective. We still have a good number of unemployed subjects. She said still trying to put her thoughts together. Kaajii was amused watching her brow furrow and unfurrow as she thought about it. He smiled and took a casual sip of orange spice tea.

True. You don’t seem to be objecting to an Alaytion construction project to begin with though. Materials are simple, just scavenge an unused asteroid belt somewhere. Doesn’t have to be in this system either. He said. He then picked up his comm unit. Brad Zimmsbury. The unit clicked and then Brad answered. Kaajii had the audio turned up so others could hear it.

Brad here.

Yea Brad, this is Kaajii. If we had a request to build a space station of a similar design to the Tomaris space station do you think it would be a problem building it?

You mean to sell? He asked then after a second of further thought, For cash?

Yes.

Humm. I suppose it wouldn’t be a problem. After all, a revenue producing venture would certainly take priority over some of our general infrastructure improvements.

My thoughts too. Ok. I’ll send you over the request and you can look it over. They actually want something half scale. What you think, 2-3 years?

Easy enough yeah.

Good. Thanks. Kaajii out.

Brad out.

Sire. Sire I don’t understand how you think we can do this? Quillen asked him, her tail twitching nervously as he could see it up behind her shoulder. It always amused Kaajii to see the Alaytion tails wriggling around as they got nervous – it also made it very easy to beat them playing cards.

Simple, we build it in orbit around Alaytia and then move it, completed, to the location where it needs to be at. He watched her expression and then added, If we can move a planet don’t you think a space station would be much simpler? He watched and could see the light go off in her head.

Yes sire. She answered with a meek note to her voice.

Anyone else have any comments on it? Kaajii asked.

Sire, this is a rather large project. Advisor Gyira said, unsure about taking on something this large.

True. We do have a lot of unemployed subjects though. Kaajii answered her looking into her magenta eyes across the table. She had her hair up in the suddenly popular pixie style that somehow had sprang up in mass numbers recently. He smiled at her, it fit her personality he thought.

Sire, sell a station? An Alaytion built station? Advisor Onxina Seditilian asked. She had a confused look on her face from what Kaajii could read.

Kaajii thought about it. The trick is that our designs use a lot of mass converters and replicators. The UPC had released some of that technology so it isn’t entirely unheard of.

But do you want to let what we have get out? Quillen asked.

Well the blink drive isn’t on there. And the ion drive that is on the station is similar to designs of other races so the positioning systems aren’t all that radical. The software is unique and is ours alone. Easy enough to encrypt but most people can reverse engineer software without too much trouble. The construction methods they wouldn’t have, only the end result. So the direct replication of the structural members wouldn’t be that big of a mystery, just large monolithic parts. The metal is a unique alloy though. If someone were to dig around on Mars they could find fragments of it from a thousand years ago. Kaajii paused and drummed his fingers. The mass converters and replicators are the key piece of technology here. Quillen, arrange a meeting with Chad St. James, Brad Zimmsbury, Cheryl, all of the technology related advisors and ministers. We’ve been using this technology for years now and I find it hard to believe that someone hasn’t stolen it, copied it or have something similar. Maybe I’m being overly cautious. Aside from these two key pieces of technology though I don’t see a problem with selling a station to the RooDeLeon folks.

Yes sire, I’ll arrange it. Next week. Still though, it just seems so unbelievable that anyone would want to buy something from Alaytia, especially a space station. We haven’t even finished our first one yet and now someone wants to buy one just like it. Quillen said.

Kaajii looked over at Yitzi. She had a brief smile then addressed the advisor out loud, Quillen, I can sympathize with your concerns and fears. However we must be willing to take risks in order to advance. The Emperor is trying to bring us out of the dark ages and into the position of being a leading race in the galaxy, to do that we will have to be ready to interact with the other species. Selling them hardware is a good start and also profitable. She said.

Yes ma’am.

Also shoot Brad the request and have his folks put together a cost estimate for it. Then we’ll review it and see how much profit we need to make, set the price and convey it to the customer. Provided of course that we all agree to release this particular technology. We would have to strip out certain portions of the station. The medical facility would be sanitized of proprietary technology. There might also be the possibility of making some of the specialty items either difficult to copy or just removed. Things like the Inga shower could stay, it is pre-replicator tech. The fireplace unit though would have to go. The communications system could stay. He went though a few items while Quillen made notes. Kaajii got up to go to the restroom while she was catching up.

Upon his return they picked up with their agenda again. Next item?

Several trade requests. Quillen said and looked at him expectantly.

Anything unusual?

No sire.

Well handle it per the usual format then. He said leaning back in his chair.

Yes sire. Next is a request from the government of Corvalis for an embassy here.

I’m ok with it. Anyone object? Kaajii looked around. Most nodded assent. It passes.

Yes sire. Sire, since we are hosting embassies here, should we consider putting ours out there?

Perhaps. Emily, how is the department of political science looking at the university? Kaajii asked the minister of education.

Sire, it is currently just barely functional.

Well then, I guess we can’t put any embassies out on other worlds. We need you to recruit more program candidates. And quickly. Kaajii said.

Yes sire.

Kaajii looked over at Yitzi. I’ll follow up with Emily on the details of it. I’ll guess you plan on taking graduates of the program as ambassadors?

Yep. Kaajii said and typed up an email and sent it. I’ve sent a request to Karen Tran to see if she can possibly step back into the political arena for us. She’s been playing mommy for the past few years. She would be a great director of embassies. We’ll have to give her some servants to take care of her children while she is working.

Consider it done! Yitzi said making a note.

And security detail. Kaajii said alluding to Karen’s rape on earth.

Also done. Yitzi added a few more words to her note on her electronic note pad.

Thought so. Next item? Kaajii asked.

That’s it.

Really? Kaajii looked at the clock it was only 14:00. Well -- guess we finish early today.

Kaajii and Yitzi walked out together. Yitzi suddenly stopped and gave him a big hug and a kiss. You organize things very well. True you have a very avid creative streak in you but you are an excellent organizer. My husband I am so very proud to be your wife. She smiled and looked into his eyes. I consider myself lucky though to just have known you in my lifetime..

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August 2, 3029 – Alaytion Imperial Art Museum

Your highnesses, this way please. Nara said. She had on a white lab coat.

Oh this is going to be fun! Natissa said throwing off her robe and hopping up onto the prep table.

Are you sure? Cheryl asked as she too got naked and up on the prep table. The Alaytion artists began to apply shaving cream to her body and shave her completely bare of hair from the neck down.

Sure. He didn’t get mad about the other one we did.

Well he wasn’t real happy with it at first but I think if we wouldn’t have had that backup plan in place we would have been in trouble. Cheryl admitted.

So what’s the worst thing that could happen?

Ask Yitzi.

Ouch. Yeah, there is that. Natissa said thinking back to when Yitzi, her co-wife, had crossed the line with their husband and gotten a whipping for it. Worth the risk though. She giggled as one of the artists tickled her in a sensitive spot with the razor. That tickles!

Sorry your highness. The artist smiled.

After being shaved and prepared the two wives then were led over to the casting vat. It had been specially constructed per Natissa’s request of the artists. Nara, are you clear on what we want?

Yes ma’am. Very clear. She said.

Good. This is going to be so much fun! Natissa giggled. She sat in a chair while one of the artists put ear plugs into her ears. Another artist did the same for Cheryl. Natissa looked at Cheryl and smiled. Cheryl managed a weak smile back. She held still while an artist applied eye covers to her eyes, gluing them into place. Next a rubber skull cap was applied over her hair on her head and tucked into place. A foam cap was placed over this to displace enough of the casting compound to give the artists something to sculpt for hair. Then the two naked women stepped up onto a ladder and then down into the vat. It was already partially filled with casting compound. Oh, it squishes between my toes!

One of the artists placed a breathing tube with two nostril plugs into Natissa’s nose. Another one did the same for Cheryl. One hose had oxygen going into it and the other one carried away the exhaled breath. Once the hose was seated Natissa put her arms around Cheryl. Cheryl reciprocated in the embrace. The artists were running a bucket brigade trying to fill the vat with rubber casting compound. It was already up over the girls waists. Several artists were reaching in with shoulder length plastic gloves on rubbing the air bubbles out against the two model’s skin. They ran their hands all over the surface of Cheryl & Natissa’s bodies spreading the rubber casting compound. As the level of the compound reached up to their necks now Natissa leaned over and locked her lips onto Cheryl. Cheryl reciprocated. Their tongues played with one another as the compound quickly covered their heads.

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December 25, 3029 – Alaytion Imperial Palace

After trading gifts in the traditional human manner the imperial family were sitting around the Christmas tree, a replicated blue spruce from earth, reminiscing about some of the exploits of the past year. Most mixed race families had taken on the traditions of the humans and a lot of retail stores carried Christmas decorations just like the old days of earth. Kaajii had made a proclamation that Christmas was for Christ and that Christmas trees were Christmas trees and not holiday trees as was the current theme of the remainder of the human civilization on earth. Even though the Catholic Church was the dominate church there the old traditions of trying to be non-denominational for the Christian holiday still persisted in many places, particularly off of earth. Even though Kaajii wasn’t that devout of a Christian he did enjoy the Christmas holiday a lot and tried to bring back the original meaning of it wherever practical.

My dear sweet husband. I have another gift for you. However, it was too large for me to put under the tree. Natissa said snuggling up against Kaajii on the sofa.

Oh?

If you would come with me please. She got up off the sofa and grabbed his hand and pulled him up. She had a smirk and giggled when he got up.

Kaajii smiled and then gave her a good kiss. The rest of the wives followed. Natissa led them all out of the imperial residence and down two levels to the imperial throne room. Kaajii looked around as they entered. Four guards were stationed there. Ok my husband, I had this done just for you. Natissa said and had two of the guards pull open one of the large doors to the throne room that led out to the hall of rulers outside. The hall of rulers was more of an anteroom to various other official rooms like ballrooms, dining rooms and such within the palace. It was however decorated by statues of the rulers of Alaytia for the past three thousand years. The hall in itself was nearly half a kilometer in length and some fifty meters wide in most places.

Kaajii stopped and looked at the statue. It was a full size marble statue of Natissa and Cheryl in a nude embrace, kissing. Kaajii smiled and shook his head. So what do the rest of you think of Natissa’s gift to me?

Well .. it .. Yitzi stopped with her eyebrows raised.

Aleasha? Kaajii asked, tilting his head slightly and looking at her.

My master it .. well it doesn’t quite… she too was at a loss for words. She gave a slight grimace.

Jennifer? Kaajii asked.

I don’t know. She said studying it.

Kaajii looked at it for a moment more. "Thank you Natissa and Cheryl for such a wonderful statue of yourselves. He gave them both a hug and a kiss.

You like it? Cheryl asked, surprised.

Sure. It seems that the two of you do a lot of things behind my back. Jennifer, can you rearrange things for tonight please?

Yes my husband. You want just Cheryl and Natissa tonight. She answered.

I.. I’m glad you like it. Natissa said, stunned that he thought it was ok.

The imperial family began walking back towards the throne room. Kaajii stopped and looked at the name badge on the security guards uniform. Tippyann, please inform security that this newest statue is very valuable and to have it added to the list of assets to be watched. It is not to be moved for any reason without my authorization.

Yes sire. She snapped him a salute.

Kaajii looked at Natissa who had her mouth open but no sounds coming out. Then at Cheryl whose face was white. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to your very special present to me. He said smiling.

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December 28, 3029

Enter the realm of the Alaytion Empire. Tew Cinc announced from midway across the throne room. The echo of her voice off of the distant walls in the extremely large room reverberating for nearly half a second.

May I present to you the Prime Minister of the Gondorha Nation, Chawta K’ril and his wife Odinia. The announcer from Gondorha said. The visitors bowed down before the Alaytion imperial family.

Arise guests. Kaajii said standing and taking a few steps down. Welcome to Alaytia.

After introductions were made the guests were taken on a tour of the city. The conference with them to discuss trade agreements were scheduled for the next day. Yitzi, Natissa and Cheryl were in the dressing room along with Kaajii getting changed when Tew Cinc arrived. Aleasha and Jennifer arrived, changed already a few minutes later.

Your highness, the prime minister’s aid asked if it would be permissible for them to use the Alaytion credit as currency on their world. She asked.

Sure. I’m curious as to why though? Kaajii said.

The minister for currency did research on that very subject when we were notified that the prime minister wanted to visit. She found that the currency in use on Gondorha is their own local money which apparently isn’t accepted anywhere else. It was another of the worlds under the strict hand of the UPC and while the UPC credit is still accepted there it has fallen into such disuse that they are concerned. Hence their request to use the Alaytion credit instead.

Kaajii smiled, I’ll defer to Yitzi’s judgment on it.

Tew turned towards Yitzi and waited. Yitzi, not prepared for such a decision took a deep breath. Tell the government of Gondorha that they may have my permission to use the Alaytion credit there.

Yes your highness.

Anything else? Kaajii asked, seeing that Tew wasn’t leaving.

Well yes sir. On the way in they were given a tour of the hall of rulers and they asked why the last statue was so much different than the rest.

Did they know who it was?

Yes sire. They read the plaque and realized that it is her highness Cheryl and her highness Natissa.

I see. Kaajii grinned. Anything else about it?

Well sir they did blush a bit when they saw it. Tew said.

Kaajii looked at Natissa and Cheryl who were themselves blushing a deep red color now. Anything else?

No sire.

Good. Oh and Tew, send a note to pope Vajel, invite him here next month. It’s been a while since he has been here.

Yes sire. Tew bowed and departed.

Natissa and Cheryl came over and knelt down in front of Kaajii. Please! Please master! Please let us remove it! Please!

Why my dears? I love it! It is so sweet the two of you kissing like that. Such a grand display of exquisite Alaytion sculpture.

Please Kaajii, please master, please don’t let the pope see it!

And why would it not be good enough for the pope?

Oh please our husband, we were bad and we know it, please, please let us take the statue down. Cheryl pleaded.

Yes Kaajii, I’ve learned my lesson now, I beg you, please let us move it. Natissa said.

But it is such a beautiful statue my dears. It would be a shame to not let anyone see it. Kaajii taunted them.

Please! Cheryl pleaded some more.

Kaajii saw that Cheryl and Natissa both had tears in their eyes. He reached down and grabbed both of them up in an embrace. You two sweeties thought you would pull one over on me didn’t you? He asked with a twinkle in his eye.

Yes sir. Natissa answered with her lip quivering.

You know I’m very sorely tempted to let the pope see it. He picked at them some more.

Please master… Cheryl begged.

I love you both very much, you know that. And the joke was pretty good, I’ll have to hand you that. Just as good as the other one.

Please master, please, we won’t ever do it again.

Yeah, right. Give you both a few years and you’ll do it again. I know the two of you. So who was the instigator of this?

I was your highness. Your bad wife Natissa.

Kaajii kissed them both very long and deeply. Ok, this time I’m going to let you off. He picked up his communicator. Evee Sozon

Evee Sozon, what is thy bidding my lord?

Evee, please have the very nice statue of her highnesses Natissa & Cheryl moved from the hall of rulers to the museum. I think it would be more appropriate there.

Yes sire.

Thank you. Kaajii out. He then clicked on the communicator again. Imperial Security

Yes sire.

I’m authorizing the move of the statue of Natissa and Cheryl out of the hall of rulers.

Yes sire, acknowledged.

Thank you. Kaajii out.

Please, please my husband… Cheryl cried.

Please Kaajii. Natissa added in.

The art museum is a good place for it. Don’t you think?

But everyone will see it there! Even more than in the hall of rulers. Cheryl wept.

Well then I guess you better get on Evee’s good side so she’ll make a special exhibit out of it then. Kaajii said.

But please, please don’t let everyone see it! Cheryl begged.

Sweetie I see that you are embarrassed by it now but I do think it is very special. I’m not entirely trying to punish you for having it done either. It is very sensual and very powerfully erotic to see the two of you in that pose. The artists did very well with it and captured the rapture that you had with each other while you were posing. It is very erotic.

Please Kaajii, please not the museum. Natissa begged.

I really enjoy it you know. Besides I thought that the two of you had finally got over your human taboos and had taken more to the Alaytion ways. Kaajii said and both women continue to weep on his shoulders. Ok, you know I’m a sucker for crying girls. Ok, Ok, I’ll do something else with it. He then picked up his comm unit again. Evee Sozon

Evee Sozon

Evee, Kaajii here. Sorry about this but I’ll have to withdraw the offer of the statue. It seems my shy wives don’t want it on public display.

Yes sire. Too bad, it was a very nice statue.

I know. They’ll need to have standard gown dressed statues in the goddess pose made for the hall of rulers. Please instruct the artisans to begin on that tomorrow. Oh, standby a second. Kaajii hit the mute.

Master, do you really, really like that statue? Aleasha asked.

Yes I do.

Would you mind if Jennifer and I made one like it for the museum? She asked.

I don’t mind, what about your mom?

Please, mom?

Yitzi looked at her daughter. My sweet girl, that is a rather lewd statue. Are you sure you want everyone in the galaxy to see you and Jennifer in that pose?

I don’t mind. Aleasha said.

How about with clothes on? Still tail out though. Kaajii suggested.

That would be better. Yitzi said.

Then it’s ok? Aleasha asked.

I suppose. Yitzi said.

Kaajii unmuted his comm unit. Evee, we need a statue of Jennifer and Aleasha in the same intertwined kissing pose. Only with minimal clothes on and tails out. Maybe just thong panties. Maybe one day Cheryl and Natissa will become less shy and you can have this one.

Yes sire! I’ll make the arrangements immediately sire!

Ok. Thanks. And sorry about the other one. Kaajii out. He clicked the unit off. He looked at Natissa and Cheryl who had by now stopped crying. Tamiriki

Yes sire. The servant stepped up to him.

Tamiriki, have the statue of Cheryl and Natissa moved from the hall of rulers to the wives bedroom.

Yes sire. She bowed and left the room.

Thank you my husband. Natissa gave him a kiss.

Thank you Kaajii. Cheryl kissed him too.

I still want it where I can come see it. I think it is really sweet. He looked at the two girls. They got an impish grin and then right in front of him kissed each other passionately.

Well, they really do enjoy each other. Kaajii said around them looking at Yitzi, Jennifer and Aleasha watching.

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January 17, 3030 – Alaytion Academy of Sciences; Greater Magellanic Cloud Department

Kaajii was busy looking at data while the speakers made their presentations. Automated blink capable drones had been sent to map the cloud. At least that is what it was still called after thousands of years, a cloud. In reality it was a galaxy. The automated drones were capable of mapping entire star systems within a day each right down to the chemical makeup of the atmospherics of the planetary bodies, full orbital data and other details obtained from orbit. Additionally the drones had rf detectors with directional finding equipment and optical telescopes. The drones were modified type 3 hulls crammed full of electronics and having fail-safes. Each drone would blink to a predetermined position within the galaxy and map a system. If it didn’t return in 24 hours and five minutes it would detonate. A ship was positioned at the return blink coordinates just outside the Alaytion system. A total of three drones would be used, each returning every eight hours.

Download of the data on rf link would take upwards of an hour. After the download was completed a robot would replenish the fuel supply on the drone and it was sent on its next mission. Massive quantities of data were being gathered about the galaxy in this manner. It