84: Wednesday, Taurus 11, 231. 0600 hours OST: Startup
Dawn was showing through the window when Berte rolled Zach onto his back. She straddled him, her warm cunt slipping tightly onto his turgid morning wood as he awakened. She smiled enigmatically out the window as she rode him. Her firm pink-nippled DD milkers bounced and swayed hypnotically. She made quick, high, guttural sounds of satisfaction. No text to speech this morning. She was in her own world, as usual, but also entirely with him.
Anna started to fuss. Berte smiled down at him and sped up. She knew his body well and knew he was close. With a grunt, he caught her as he orgasmed and thrust his hips up. His semen shot very satisfyingly into her as she moaned.
She climbed off, spilling it, grabbed Anna, and nursed her with a sigh of relief. Berte switched her to take the pressure off the other breast as well.
They took turns showering and holding the baby. Berte had generously unloaded his personal items from the excursion vehicle. They had fresh changes of clothes, therefore, in the bedroom. And Anna had fresh baby clothes. "Alexis texted out an invitation to everyone to breakfast, 8 AM, at the Breeding Bitches Saloon," Berte said.
The tiny curvy blonde engineer and the lanky blond doctor walked there. They strolled their cute bundle of joy Anna in her black plastic baby carriage, arriving well ahead of time. Alexis was in a big comfy black plastic bed right in the middle of the ground floor. Beside her was a black plastic stripper pole. Michaela was assembling black plastic tables and chairs. It appeared that the beginning of a black plastic bar was growing out of one corner.
Zach checked Alexis and baby Anarchy. They were fine.
"Zach, I want you to take over Colette while I'm incapacitated," Alexis said.
"There's only a month when she'll be back in action but you won't be yet."
"She needs attention during that month."
"I'm not going to whip her or anything. Orgasm denial is as far as I'll go."
"Fair enough. If she needs a whipping, it can wait until I'm on my feet. Will you do it?"
"Agreed."
"I'll have her report to you as soon as she's ready for sex," Alexis concluded.
Once everyone was present and breakfast was served, Colleen stood up. "We have a number of matters to discuss and hear about in no particular order. Khushi, why don't you start, since you have by far the most wonderful news."
"Allow me to demonstrate," said Khushi. She put Aaron on the table on his tummy. With coaxing, he rolled over by himself onto his back. This elicited applause from those assembled. Khushi was such a marvelous dancer. Zach was gratified but not too surprised that Aaron was showing early signs of dexterity.
Khushi continued, "I'm about to start leaving Aaron at home with Zach during the day. I will initially be focusing on getting the semiconductor factory set up and working. This facility will take months to initialize. We need it at a high priority."
"We certainly do," said Colleen. "Anming, you go next."
"I will be sitting with Zach as he cares for babies, or staying with the babies if he goes out to treat an injury. Michaela will be with me. We'll be working on the theory and caring for any babies old enough to need to crawl around. Once they can move it's no longer feasible to carry them in a sling all day."
"That makes three caregivers," said Colleen. "I will also be involved in caring for babies at some point. I am also our benevolent dictator, police department, and legal system, to the extent we need one. I'm appointing Alexis to be the mayor of our fair village. The judicial and executive branches should be separate. Until we have more than half a dozen babies in daycare, I'll help Charisse and Aanya in the farm dome most of my shift. I have to get used to calling it a shift instead of a watch.
"The most important thing I have to mention will happen four years, or two Martian years, from now. Around about Colony Mission Three landing, I will be leaving to fly spacecraft again. I'll be back every seven hundred and eighty days, and I'll stay for seven hundred and eighty days.
"This is probably as good a time as any to bring up the subject of time, namely years. A year here is about two Earth years, six hundred and eighty seven Earth days, to be exact. So we need to stop using Earth years for most things and start Martian years, or it will get too confusing. This means the age of consent is ten. That's actually eighteen point eight Earth years, but we won't tell the young 'uns. And most notably, Zach is only seventeen." Hoots and catcalls to him accompanied this revelation.
"You're next, Ayana."
"I am on maternity leave until the first of Rishabha," Ayana said. "As soon as I'm back, I will be making the rounds instead of Zach. I'm available for infant care as that expands. Until then, it's the agriculture dome unless someone needs me for something else.
Ayana continued, "I want to bring up an important point. For our own emotional health and our children's development, we need more color in our environment. This black plastic everything is fashionable in its way, but we need more variety."
"I can modify the 3D printers to add color," said Berte. "I can also manufacture paint and dyes."
"That will be great, Berte," said Colleen. "Colby, please go next."
"In seven hundred and sixty-nine days, I'll be gone for seven hundred and eighty days," said Colby. "After that, I'll be back and forth to Earth just like Colleen, except on a staggered schedule. When Colleen's here, I'll be there, and vice versa." She looked at Zach.