THE SWORD AND SICKLE

PART TWO: DECEPTION

CHAPTER-SIX

EON-I

On his final thrust inside her mouth, he heard Greta say telepathically, "Ruben, I can read your mind." He pulled out, stepped out of the shower, and wrapped a towel around his body. He looked at Greta, still kneeling in the shower, as she rubbed her face to scrub it with the sliver of soap. "Just when were you going to tell me you could speak telepathically?"

She finished washing, and then she stepped out of the shower. She put her index finger on his forehead and said, "When you were nice and relaxed, and if you also want to ask me if I can read your mind, well, that question, my dear, I think I've already answered." She twirled around and presented her back as she handed him her towel. He grabbed it and wiped the drops of water off.

"That's not fair. How am I going to make it through this if they can read minds and I can't?"

"Well, I will teach you how to guard your thoughts when they try to read them. They will become curious and want to learn more about us. That will be our way in."

"How will you teach me something like that? I had a hard enough time keeping secrets from my ex-wife."

"The best way to teach you is during sex. If you can keep me from knowing what you are thinking about while we are getting it on, then you will have no problems keeping secrets from these people. Just look at it as intense training that you will enjoy."

"That makes me feel better. We'd better get started."

"Not so fast, George. Let's grab a bite to eat first. After we return, we will get started on that bed. OK, Big Boy."

"Oh, I will teach you how to receive my thoughts after you have learned to guard them. Then we will be able to communicate without words. These people are very religious, and they are very open when it comes to sex. It is a part of their teachings; it is part of their religious practices."

"So, how many followers are in this area?"

"I am not sure exactly how many—maybe five percent of the population of St. Louis and St. Charles counties combined. They consider themselves married to each other, like the Bible teaches, in heaven. There is no jealousy; it is normal to have sex with any woman who is open to you." If she was going to turn him to her side, she would first present the sexual side of it to him. She thought he would follow the voice first through his horny desires. Greta sensed another woman would join them. She could already sense her presence.

How do you know all this stuff?"

"Like I said, I can read minds. What do you think Dr. Burton has been doing? Certainly, she was not debriefing me. It was more like an intense training session." She lied.

"So you didn't know how to do this before you met me?"

"Nope. I see you want a thick, juicy steak. I saw a steak house nearby. Let's go, so we can get back to our training."

Shit, she can really read my mind. The gig is up. She must know I am here to keep track of her.

"That's right, dear. I knew it before you did. It's not going to be a problem, is it?"

"No, that makes it less of a problem."

"Don't worry. I will protect you from those mean, sex-crazed followers of Levi."

"You are going to have to update me on all you know about these people. I don't like being left in the dark."

"We will begin in the morning. Be careful about what you think while we are out. Think about the great sex we just had, and that will do it."

"Yes, ma'am, no problem."

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Alicia landed at the Spirit of St. Louis Airport. She rented a car and drove to the motel north of the I-40 intersection at Brentwood Drive. She emptied her bank account and brought only her cash, so she wouldn't have to use her credit cards; she was off the grid. She felt free, like all her burdens were lifted from her shoulders. For the first time, she felt comfortable in her skin. She did not feel guilty about fantasizing about Levi, either. His power surged through her body and stimulated her to heights she never felt possible. She wondered if other women felt this way about Jesus; that is why they say they love Jesus. They must; how could they resist a demigod? She took off her clothes and stepped into the shower, where she could relieve her lust. She finished and started to dry off when she heard words in her head. Except this time it was not Levi; it was she. The voice said, "I'm glad you made it, Alicia. In two days, I want you to come to 1051 Brentwood Drive. I have some work for you to do. In the meantime, enjoy yourself, and oh, be careful, as I am not the only one here who reads minds."

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A full day before Dr. Alicia Santos landed in Brentwood, Director Morgan finally had the image he wanted for the news reporters. He turned to Julie and said, "Great work. I'll see to it you get a promotion for this," as he glared at Gibbon. He called his agent and asked, "Have you found that woman? What do you mean, no? Find her. I want to know where she was, where she is, and where she is going." He glared at Gibbon and asked firmly, "Does this Doctor Santos woman have any way of downloading that image?"

Gibbon replied, "No, sir, not to my knowledge. But anyone with the right equipment and knowledge could figure a way."

"Fuckin' anybody?"

"Yes, but they would have to have a lot of resources."

"What type of resources?"

"I would imagine any supercomputer could do it."

"Shit, I have to go. Thanks for your time, and if you know what is best for you, you'd better not mention anything about this, not even to the director. Do you understand me?" They didn't have time to reply before Director Morgan had exited the lab.

Bob turned to Julie and said, "Can you believe this? I have never been put in a situation like this. Have you?"

"No, this is the weirdest spot I have been in. I wish I could cuss like Alicia. Maybe that way I could unload some steam."

"Speaking of Alicia, where in hell did she run off to? It is never like her to disappear. I've never known her to miss a day. Even when she is sick, she drags herself in here."