86: Thursday, Cancer 20, 231. 1200 hours OST: Reunion
"Today's the day, eh?" ventured Zach.
"Fuck you!" Michaela growled. She was having a powerful contraction. Her water broke and splashed out. "Oh... fuck!"
"That's why we have the plastic sheet under you."
"You!! You curse me with this!!"
Ayana said, "Maybe I should take over and let you know how it goes."
"Make him die shitting cannon ball!"
"I love you too, Michaela," said Zach. "I'll leave you to it."
He walked downstairs from Michaela's bedroom into the Breeding Bitches Saloon. A bumpered off corner of the saloon was the daycare center.
They had ten babies in various states of zooming around. Aaron, the oldest, was crawling like a champ and flirting with standing. Anna, Berte's baby, and the second oldest, rolled everywhere even quicker. Mina and Vrishika were becoming good crawlers. Gaia and Mesha wanted to crawl very badly and scooted after the rest. Sometimes they followed Anna's example and rolled, but without her speed or dexterity. Anarchy, Victor, and Jackson were all sitting up and deliberating things like crawling or rolling.
Everybody called Anming's baby "Victor" although his given name was Zachary Yousheng Carson Tang. This was primarily not to confuse father with son. The "Victor" came from the fact that Yousheng means victory in Mandarin. Berte had started the trend. Anming called him "Junior."
Anming and Michaela had been having their Unified Field Theory talks amidst the young tumult. Colleen was there full-time as well. Michaela's labor had cut their coverage down by two, Michaela herself and Ayana.
Alexis, who was downstairs covering Zach's absence, said, "Bye all. Critical time in the mining business." She bounded upstairs to the mining workroom two steps at a time. She was all business these days, versus when he had first met her, when she was 99% party. She really did love turning rocks into dollars. More than that, they were rapidly discovering amazing things about Mars's geological history.
Though Alexis was now all business, it was a comfort to Zach that her sex drive remained strong. She gratefully spread for him multiple times at breakfast and dinner. And she kept a toe in the party. She was queen of the Breeding Bitches Saloon. Though frankly, it was more of a community center so far.
Aanya and Berte appeared smiling, hand in hand, for lunch and not only lunch. They were expecting their customary noontime tryst with Zach. A quick count of daycare coverage concerned them. Aanya said to Berte, "You go upstairs with Zach. Then you can come relieve me and I can go."
"You first; you're always urgent," said Berte.
"Maybe we could just get down on the play mat?" said Aanya.
"Then we'll all want a turn," said Colleen.
"Fine with me," said Zach.
"Your virility makes you so nasty, my husband," scolded Anming. "For my part, heh, please don't make me." Anming was a horny one at the moment. She said this in a way that suggested she very much wanted him to make her.
"But seriously, we have rules about that," said Colleen. "Take it upstairs, or I'll arrest you for indecency. I'll get to try out our new jail cell in the other corner."
Aanya and Zach fetched lunches for the other three and headed upstairs.
At three o'clock, Ayana shouted out the door for Zach to help. He trotted upstairs to help with post delivery logistics and cleanup. In three hours, Michaela had popped out a healthy seven pound six ounce baby boy she named Radoslav.
Despite Michaela's earlier curses, she was all smiles now, and tears. "Look Zachary! Our baby boy! I never thought! I never thought! I never thought empty-headed slut like me would make future, real future. But here he is. Almost makes me want husband. But need my space, else murder. But you, you will be here every moment for our Rad, no? Every moment!"
"I assure you, Michaela, I-"
"Best father! Always in Rad life! Raise him properly!"
"You have my word."
"Oh, Zachary, here, here, here, here. If I could love you, I would. You are truly good man. Thank you for Radoslav. Hole in one. Hole in one! That is phrase, no?"
"I get you." Darn it, now he was tearing up. He'd never seen Michaela this emotional. He hugged her tiny deflated form again, tightly.
"Enough, enough. Insides all everywhere. Get out! Get out... until later."
"Sorry, no nookie for you at dinner."
"Fuck off and die, funny man! Hah hah!"
A week later, after Zach handed back all the babies before dinner, Alexis made him wait to go upstairs. "I have an announcement!" she shrieked over the din of mothers reuniting with babies. She herself had little Anarchy on her hip. He smiled to see the babe in arms had a little scowl to match her mom's. Ultra cute!
The din quieted, and Alexis continued. "The miners have made a deal to leave their company and join ours. Mateo likewise has resigned from NASA. They're staying on Mars." There were whoops and cheers from the women. Reactions to this noise among the babies ranged from giggles to upset.
After some baby calming, Alexis said, "They land here in their excursion vehicle on Leo 20. Mark your calendars. That's exactly seven weeks, or forty-nine days, from now. That is all." Lots of buzzing and chattering among the women. Zach tried to make out who was talking about what. Alexis grabbed his hand and yanked him toward the stairs, breaking his reverie.
Upstairs, Alexis handed Anarchy to Charisse and led Zach to the bed while undressing. "What do you think will happen to me now?" he asked.
Alexis sat him on the bed, looked up into his eyes, and patted his hand. "Well, my darling, I assure you that you'll get as much dripping wet cunt as you want, from all of us. Right, girls?"
"I love being your wife Zach," said Charisse. "You may have me anytime you like. Asleep in my bed. In one of my garden furrows. I'll spread for you happily, wetly, anytime, anywhere."
"Please make use of me at any convenient time, Zach," said Colette. "I'm always ready for you to use me for your pleasure as much as you want."
"Same with me, and I'm sure Michaela feels the same," said Alexis. "But answer me, are you getting a bit more cunt now than you'd ideally prefer? You do a lot for this colony, Zach. Be honest."
"Well, it would be nice to just relax and have a meal every once in a while."
"Exactly! So, you decide what and how much to cut back on your schedule. We can handle anything you want to do."
"Well, lunches are important. It's hard to go from seven in the morning until nine at night. That's fourteen hours. And I don't want to miss you ladies entirely. So how about cutting back the three meals thing to a Breeding Bitch lunch?"
"Sounds wonderful. I'll tell Colby."
Thus the plan was set when the four miners arrived seven weeks later on Leo 20. They were weather-beaten. They were fierce looking. They looked like four men who had carved their fortunes out of the vast red sands of Mars. In other words, they looked like Big Damn Fucking Heroes. In contrast, Zach was a well cared for doctor, or glorified day care worker, actually. He was intimidated.
Intimidation or not, they met him with smiles. "Dude, we saw your fucking schedule. It made my balls hurt!" Mateo told him. "Respect. And some of those women, I know it, if they don't get it, they go apeshit. You kept this colony running, my man. Single-handed. And we've also heard you'd appreciate some help."
"And my friend," said Jason, "we'd greatly appreciate helping!"
"You're welcome, gentlemen, and well met," replied Zach. They were all easy going, friendly, great guys. They all knew, unspoken, that some of these women might want to get exclusive in the future. None of them had been born yesterday. That was always the woman's choice, and they had little say in the matter. In this first meeting under new circumstances, it was clear they wanted to stay friendly regardless.
"And I want to be emphatic that we aren't going to cut you out of anything," said Mateo. "We know these women all love and treasure you, Zach. You are not the kind of man who will ever really let that sink in, but it's true. The best the four of us can hope for is that one or more of them will get thirsty for some unwashed peasant on the side. I mean, look at us."
"And you rich as Croesus, and us merely millionaires," Ethan pointed out.
Zach chuckled. "Mateo, you underrate yourself. Let me tell you what Colby said about you. I think I can remember it verbatim because, frankly, it stung at the time, as she intended it to. I had made an unkind joke at your expense, and I deserved this. But I have no doubt every word is honest."
"Sounds kinda personal. Should you be sharing it?" asked Mateo.
Zach said, "She said it felt real, real good, two reals, to be under Mateo."
Aiden punched Mateo in the arm.
"She pointed out that you're a decade younger than me."
