Kantola was still there and we all sat down to talk. “What was it that you wanted to see me about yesterday.” She asked. “In the excitement it was forgotten.”

I thought for a bit and then asked, “Can I talk to you for a bit as a Counselor but off the record?”

“You are family No-el. I will always talk to you and keep your secrets.”

I nodded, “Have you or the council considered that the introduction of my genes into your society might be a problem. I have studied your history and found that the women have worked very diligently to weed out many of the traits that my genes will reintroduce. Most of your history is of legend rather than fact. Your males WERE indeed testosterone driven monsters. They killed themselves and blew up Atlantis trying to kill the enemies they had made. It was an accident and not a trap as your legends lead one to believe. Lantis was never meant to be a permanent home, rather a shelter for the women and children only.”

Kantola smiled, “Yes, we know that. I am somewhat amazed that you know it but yes, you are correct. In Lantis, the women of Atlantis found peace and happiness without the ever ambitions men and the never ceasing wars. I think that now we women are stronger than we were then. The men were bred down and the women bred up. Now we need men that will be our partners so we can go on. We have thought about all of this and are THRILLED with you as our pattern male. Now, we know this, why is it that this is troubling to you?”

“Simply put, I don’t want to live to see my sons castrated and cast out for not being the gentle little men that you Lantian women have worked so hard to create. I am not near as gentle as you think I am. I am just pragmatic and hate to see someone hurt senselessly. Believe me, in anger I am as mean as a scorpion. Here I have to control that but that control isn’t something that I was born with and I’m not sure that you are prepared to raise a little hellion like I was as a child.”

She thought about it. “You are evidently a VERY good researcher. Do you think that you could put together a paper or series of papers that we could put together as a guide for raising your sons to be as controlled and sweet as you are? Actually all three of you need to help with this. We want new and equal partners but will not allow males to ever rule over us again like they did in the past. Much of this has already been discussed in council. Cintala the Central Intelligence has come to many of the same conclusions that you have. She says that we will either adapt and accept new males as equals or we will die out totally in just a few more generations. Her ruling making you as a female in rights in public is part of her getting people used to the idea. You WILL eventually be on the Council according to her.”

“Ok, I’m happy. I just couldn’t bear the thought of seeing my sons killed for being what I consider normal. I would refuse to father any more if I ever had to see that.”

Kantola laughed, “And tell me my sweet man, how would you be able to refuse to do that?”

I looked at her sharply and said, “Dead men don’t father children Kantola!”

Her face went snow white and tears began to fill her eyes, “NO-EL, never say that again! In our culture the death of the male is the greatest tragedy that can befall a family. To kill a male these days is nearly unthinkable but to have one kill himself would be devastating!” She was crying hard now. “There has not been a male commit suicide in 2000 years. The last was so tragic it nearly caused a collapse of our system. His name was Pretor. He was husband to one of the Elders and the male of the most widely respected family in Lantis. He was a brilliant male and was much younger than his wife as is common. He was wed when her first partner died of old age at 786. Pretor wanted to study and be more than a house pet as he referred to himself. At that time it was unheard of for a male to move on into higher learning that the basic levels that all Lantians are offered. His wife laughed at his wishes and forbade him access. Her companion was instructed to refuse him access. He just stopped caring after that and one morning he was found hanging out in the central park dead. A letter he had in his pocket explained that a life so shallow and unrewarded was worse than no life at all. His family was torn asunder and his senor wife killed herself. The council was rocked and finally new laws were made to insure that males could do most anything that they wanted as long as they also served their family and wife. There has never been another male named Pretor. That family line died out and doesn’t even exist anymore. The happiness of the males is carefully guarded even as they are spanked and given the enemas.”

Bekala was ashen, “For you to die in such a way No-el would mean that we, your wives had failed in the most horrible way possible. None of us would ever be a part of another family and no amount of points would ever buy us even a touch of a male.”

Kantola came to me, “I will promise you that no child of yours will be cast out unless he kills someone without just cause. We will find a way no matter what to see that that doesn’t happen. Your companion, Minerva I believe, can you connect me to Cintala please?”

“Pleased to, here she is.” Minerva said.

“Hi Kantola, how can I help you.”

Noel and I have been talking and he is concerned about his future sons’ welfare. He has followed your reasoning almost to the letter. It was a little eerie. If Char-lee will allow it I’m sure that Minerva can play back the conversation for you. I want you to give it some thought and help me keep my promise to him that no son of his will be cast out for less than plain murder.”

“You can share the conversation with her Minerva.” Charlie said.

“She has done so and I agree with you totally Noel. I will add my promise to Kantola’s that none of your son’s will be cast out. This is actually already a certainty. Even if one were to go mad and kill he would not be cast out. He would be incarcerated and rehabilitated. Your genes will be far too valuable for many generations to waste any on revenge even on the state level. I will also carefully watch over your children both male and female alike Noel. They are our future, our bridge to balance and a more healthy culture. We have known we needed to do something for a long time and tried several times to incorporate outside bloodlines into ours but it never worked in part because none of the males were anything like you. You are the first that wasn’t just as our worst fears expected. You are the largest of them all but also the most gentle and suitable for our needs. Your actions today touched the heart of every Lantian woman. Your sons will be cherished. You are correct also about us needing your assistance learning to handle more aggressive males without damaging them while we train them to be our equals without letting them take over. I will see to it.”

I eased over to Kantola and nuzzled her neck. “Why don’t you stay and mess around for a while?”

She flushed, “Oh goddess how I would like that Noel but I have a meeting that I have to be at shortly. Another time maybe?”

“Always you will be welcome.”

Charlie laughed, “As they say in the country outside here. “Mi casa es su casa” My house is your house.”

After she left I went and checked on Gorgala. She was sound asleep. Charlie came up behind me, took my hand and led me to another room. “What am I going to do with you Noel? You just can’t seem to stay out of trouble. If you keep adding women to our house hold we are going to have to move to bigger digs. I’ve known you now for 5 years and never had thought of you as such a soft heart. What was with that out there today?”

I looked away for a second and then looked back at her. “It just got to me. The first time, yesterday, was punishment. This time it was entertainment for the masses. If you want to wear her ass out every day I won’t say a word but it is personal, not something you do as a spectacle. This isn’t the kind of thing that I could be a part of. If Haley and Bekala want to whip her tomorrow that is their right as my wives and as injured parties but we don’t do it to the cheers of people that were not affected.”

She stroked my face, “Silly man child, you really don’t understand at all do you. Those people WERE affected.”

“How, they don’t even really know me?”

“Noel, right now I would say that at least 80% of the women here are in love with you. The crowd that gathered was probably 99% in love with you. You don’t understand how you are being seen by these women. You embody an ideal to them. You are big and rough and tough looking and masculine in a way that they have been without for millennia. At first they feared you but as you moved among them and they have seen your gentle heart you moved them. They are taller than women outside and maybe a little more assertive but that is more culture than actual difference. They are mostly just women and all women are attracted to some extent to strong male figures and you are the only one available right now. It is like the thing with Princess Dianna, she was loved because in every woman’s past there is a little girl that dreamed of being a Princess. She was adopted like they have taken to you.” She laughed, “They wanted Gorgala punished for hurting their man…you…and so you go out there and make them love you even more by being even sweeter and kinder than they had imagined. You need to remember from now on that any time you are out that all eyes are on you. I don’t think that you have to worry about anyone else attacking you though.”

“Charlie, have you ever thought about trying to find a way out of here? Escaping?”

“At first that was all I thought about but then there was Bekala and now Minerva and Kantola, it is becoming home. What about you? You are the one that has the hardest part and the biggest changes.”

“This is going to sound strange but mostly I just wanted to be with you. This dig had really opened my eyes to the crap and bullshit that I was going to have to put up with if I wanted to stay in academia as an archeologist. If the earthquake hadn’t hit I don’t think I would have been able to make it much longer without punching Ian in the face. That would have been the end of my career before it had even started. If we left now, what could we tell the people when we got home? Where have we been how did we survive? I would never betray the Lantians by revealing them. I don’t think that we can go back now Charlie.”

“I know, I’ve thought about that.” She grinned, “So you are willing to just let me spank you and give you enemas for the next 500 or so years.”

“I wouldn’t have ever imagined it but I have actually gotten used to that. I’m with you and that is what matters the most. Now I have Haley and Bekala to love as well and I think that I can make a difference here. Outside I would have just been another useless college professor trying to find support for a dig every few years or sucking up to someone like Ian to go on one of theirs.” I grinned, “Besides, where else can I ever hope to be like a rock star and have endless groupies wanting to hop in my bed… and you letting them without castrating me first?”

“Good point Noel!”

*

The End …for now

9/17/10

Noel Glen Harris BS, MS, Pre PHD Arch.…25, 6’ 4”, 195, Blond hair blue eyes with lean but muscular build…

Charlene “Charlie” Jessica Coleman BS, MS Arch.…24, 5’3”, 120, short Brown hair, brown eyes very pretty in a tom boy sort of way…

Dr. Ian Marshal Hennessey BS MS PHD Sociology/Arch … 27, 5’10”, 200, Redish blond, green eyes with slightly chubby build…

Haley Gail Randal BS, MS, Pre PHD Arch… 27, 5’9”, 155, Blond hair, green eyes, tall and built like an athletic chubby person…

Bekala 5 7 20 Beautiful 6’ 1”, 75 years and build like an ex-body builder gone soft in all the right places. Strawberry blond with gold flecked light blue eyes… linguist and cultural/social scientist…

Tantrah 2 12 20…6’2” 425 years…large woman with large breasts and a Strawberry blond like Bekala… Bekala’s grandmother’s sister and a powerful lady of about 40 in appearance at the most…

Gotock… Male Tantrah’s male.

Pertish 7 17 96… 6’, slender and blond… She was the first lady that took care of the girls and later reentered our lives because she spoke English…

Greka 4 17 17… The librarian at the learning center.

Kantola 5 21 43… 6’4 634 Bekala’s mothers best friend. She also became one of Noel’s biggest fans and bore him a daughter as well.

Jorker… Male with blond hair and big blue/gold flecked eyes… Kantola’s male.

Britaria 7 18 43… 6’1” Kantola co-wife Blond and slender with long sexy legs

Salana 19 67 43… 5’ 11” Kantola co-wife Brown hair and almost perfect d cup boobs that defied gravity.

Gorgala 12 5 98 6’ angry sadist that beat Noel’s ass bloody. Was sentenced to be Noel’s slave for 50 years…

Pretor… the only male in 2000 years to commit suicide...

Cintala… the central intelligence AI…

Minerva… Their companion artificial intelligence for Noel’s family…

Mashia … Senior Wife/owner of the male…

Matira … Co-wife to senior and part owner of the male, must own at least 25% to be matira other wise a female is either sheeka, sheena or spaklo …

Sheeka … Junior Wife bonded to the senior wife for life…

Sheena … junior wife bonded to the senior wife for a specified period…

Spaklo … concubine/keeper/lover sort of a second class wife bonded only to the male until she is pregnant…

Nelta… woman servant that serves in exchange for occasional access to the male…

Manina … Woman that pays via some favor or other way to make love to the male once…

Manisha …Woman that pays via some favor or service for limited access for hopeful pregnancy…

Kitrik … male of unproven fertility…

Kracit … infertile male or male of limited fertility…

Kodo …Fertile male …

Kamon… older or impotent male …

Damika… Mother-in-law/lover/ protector

Shataz… Gay male

Copyright… September 2010

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