Chapter 2
“Forget everything that happened between us, ok? Come on in now!”
Monti went in and Mark closed the door behind him. “You don’t have to help me. I ruined your relationship.”
“No, you didn’t. Amelia and I are getting married in court tomorrow. Go to my room.” Mark dragged Monti to his room while Matt made the woman feel at home.
Mark helped Monti lie down on his bed. Then, he pulled out a brand-new syringe, injected his jugular vein, and filled it with his blood. He covered Monti’s face with his pillow and injected the blood right into Monti’s heart. Monti screamed violently. Then, the pain stopped. Monti fell into a deep sleep. His heart regenerated and his wounds were gone. One hour later, Monti woke up. He grabbed the syringe, which still had blood in it, and he could use it to heal another injured human being. When it went empty, he would refill it with his own blood, and after the second refill, the blood wouldn’t run out. That blood could heal Earthlings, but it could kill Martians. Earthling aliens were more powerful than Martians, unless Earthlings would alter Martians’ DNA with their blood. Monti got out of the room to go back home. He was completely clean, like nothing had ever happened to him.
“I guess I’ll go home now.” He walked to the front door. “Bye.”
Just when he was about to open the door, Maya said, “Monti, wait!”
“Yes, man,” said Mark. “Have some hot chocolate. Let’s reconcile our differences.”
“We already did,” said Monti. “You told me to forget about everything that happened between us, remember?”
“Yes.”
“The chocolate I would like, but the other thing is not necessary.”
Amelia got out of the room after getting dressed. “I heard someone wants hot chocolate,” she said.
“I do,” said Monti. “It was offered to me and I accepted.”
“So you guys are friends now?” said Maya, smiling.
“Kind of,” said Monti.
“Yes, we are,” said Mark.
“Good,” said Amelia and went to the kitchen.
Maya went to the hallway. “Excuse me for being so daring, but since you and Monti are busy working things out, I need to study your brother, Matt.”
“Be my guest,” said Mark. “Believe me, there’s nothing Matt would like more than for a beautiful woman to walk into his room to ‘study’ him.”
Maya walked the hallway until she saw Matt with his bedroom door widely open, naked, under white linen. She gasped. His chest, arms, abs and shoulders were showing. He had the body of a professional body builder. The way a human could tell an alien male or female from a man or a woman was that aliens all had sapphire-blue eyes and all the females had emerald-green eyes, and they didn’t have hair anywhere in their body but on their heads, very thin hair on their arms, almost invisible, and on their eyebrows. Maya turned around to leave, but Matt completely paralyzed her using telekinesis. Then, he took off his bed sheets, got up off the bed, went up to her, carried her like a parent carrying a baby on his or her shoulder, went back into his room and shut the door.
In the room, Maya was totally mesmerized. Her body temperature became so high that she overcame all the fears that she’d ever had in her life. Garment by garment, she took off all her clothes and sat on the bed, on the edge. He sat with her.
She was amazed. “You have no hair. You are so clean. Do you shave everyday? You must dedicate all your time to your physical appearance.”
“What you see is what it is, baby. It’s 100% natural. The package is never altered.” He got up and modeled for her, turning around. “I do nothing to look better. All I have to do is bathe, get dressed, and do my hair and I always make sure I smell good twenty-four-seven.”
“Oh,” she said and got on her knees, “you smell great! Do you want me to show you how great you smell and taste?”
He blushed and quivered all over.
“Sit on the bed right where I was sitting.”
He obeyed. She got on her knees before him and French-kissed his entire body. Then, she practiced oral sex on him, sending him to heaven. Then, she sat down and allowed him to do the same things to her. While he felt unspeakable pleasure, the pleasure she felt was literally indescribable. No other man had made her feel like this before. She was in love. This man would do things that no human man would do because it would not occur to a human man to do those things.
They lied down in bed. As she held him and ran her hands along his back, she spread her legs and allowed him to go in and out of her repeatedly. Five hours later, they lied down in bed, one beside the other, exhausted. She was sore, but at the same time, it felt good. She got up and took a shower to go back to work. It was six o’clock in the morning, and she only had one hour to get ready for work because she was one hour away from her workplace, and she was supposed to start her shift at nine.
When she left for work at eight, Matt made a phone call to her workplace. He knew all of her personal information because she’d accidentally left her pocketbook behind.
Maya’s boss answered the phone because as soon as his secretary, Tanya, saw a number from Mark, she forwarded the phone call to her boss instead of answering it. “Hello, Cimarron Diagnostics and Research, this is Tristan Frasier, the president. How may I help you today?”
“Do you have another facility near Tiger Paw Falls?”
“No, we don’t. We have another facility, but its three hours away from here.”
“Do you think you can acquire a building near the plaza that’s five blocks from here?”
“Sure, but why do you need us to do that?” Mr. Frasier smiled. “Do you want to work for us, Mr. Manning?”
“Well, I’d love to, but I only have kindergarten to high school education, and…”
Mr. Frasier interrupted Matt. “You have an IQ of 295, don’t you?”
“Yes, I do, according to a test that I took two weeks ago.”
“That means that you can genuinely watch a technician do what you’re supposed to do, and you can do it perfectly. That’s called training, and you can enroll in a six-week training program and you’ll be ready to go. Everyday, we train people like you.”
“You mean lunar people.”
“Yes. We trained and employed over 100 of them.”
Matt gasped. “I wanted you to acquire another facility because my fiancée works there. We’re about to get married, and I don’t want her to drive to work for an hour everyday.”
“Just a day ago, she lived ten minutes from here,” said Tristan. “I didn’t know she’d moved. Don’t worry, though. Everyone that lives over twenty minutes away from here, we’ll give them paid vacation ‘til we can acquire a vacant facility near Tiger Paw Falls because a lot of our employees live there, well, future employees. You will have another boss, though, so be as nice and patient as you can. Put up with as much as possible, and disregard him or her if he or she is rude.”
“We’ll do our best to win over our new boss. Thank you for all your time and understanding.”
“Let me tell you something. Lunar people here are treated like royalty because those that don’t treat them right, they literally die in their hands. Fifty people have died already, and you guys can’t be locked up for the crimes you commit. You can only get killed.”
Matt was stunned. “Why is that?”
“Because no matter how tough the bars are, you have the strength to break through them and kicked the asses of all the guards.”
Matt laughed. “I’d never do that.”
“You guys are known for not being able to control your anger. You don’t know what imprisonment can do to someone. It can break down the mind. Imagine not being able to see your friends and family,” said Tristan.
“Say no more,” begged Matt, crying.
“Whoa, I didn’t know this would make you cry! Calm down. Look, I have to go. I will talk to you some other time.” Mr. Frasier hung up without saying goodbye, leaving Matt breathless and feeling like he’d done something wrong.
Minutes later, Maya called Matt, worried about him. They’d only been together for one night, and they already had this unbelievable heart-to-heart connection. Whatever that Matt would feel, Maya would feel, and vice versa.
Matt answered the phone, crying. He was unbelievably strong and muscular on the outside, but his heart was butter. “Hello, Maya. I feel like a piece of nothing. Help me!”
“What’s wrong, sweet pea?”
“Your boss really treated me like a piece of excrement!”
Maya gasped. “Was it Mr. Frasier? But he’s so sweet! What did he do?”
“He started talking nonsense about us.”
“Was he talking about lunar people?"
“Yes.”
Maya hung up. She was outraged. Minutes later, the entire community of Tiger Paw Falls appeared at Mr. Frasier’s enterprise with signs that read:
RESPECT LUNARS! WE ARE HUMAN, TOO!
Everybody was stunned to see over 500 people protesting at the premises. The vice president of the company, Fridda Boatman, her heart broke when she saw a crying Matt holding a big sign in his hand. “Listen to me!” she said on the microphone. “I have no idea how you guys were disrespected, but on behalf of the entire staff of Cimarron Diagnostics and Research Company, I’d like to apologize to you, formally and publicly.”
The entire local newscast was there, and a reporter was narrating what was happening. Fridda said, “I’m sorry. We’re all sorry.”
With a pounding heart, and his hand on his chest, Mr. Frasier ran outside, snatched the microphone from Fridda, and said, “This is my fault! Matt Manning, I’m sorry for all the things I said to you. Please I’m begging you, forgive me!” He got on his knees. “Please…”
Nick came forward and helped Mr. Frasier get up. “It’s ok,” he said. “We forgive you.” He grabbed the microphone and said, “You guys, this strike is over.”
Everyone put their signs down, satisfied. Just when they were about to go home by foot, Frasier said, “Wait, would you please tell me how I can make it up to all of you?”
Everyone turned around to look at him. Nick said, “I have an idea. We all want to work for you, Mr. Frasier. Why don’t you move your premises to the empty gigantic building that’s five blocks from Tiger Paw Falls?”
“That’s easy for me to do. I thought you’d ask for… something else.”
“Martians do that,” replied Daniel, “we don’t.”
“That’s good to know,” he said to Daniel, and then he said to Fridda, “Fridda, I am going to sign the company over to you. You are the new president of this branch.”
Fridda was so excited that she ran back into the building really screaming out of joy. Everyone was so happy when they found out about what happened that they threw a party for Fridda.
The next day, the papers were signed, and Fridda was officially the president of the first branch of Cimarron Diagnostics and Research. Meanwhile, the lunar aliens were helping to move the brand-new equipment of the brand-new branch. Frasier had bought the building from the original owner the day before. Tomorrow, CDR would be officially open. Everything that had to be done was being done madly quickly and Mr. Frasier was very excited. The best thing that Mr. Frasier could’ve done was to fulfill the request of the lunar aliens.
While all this was happening, Maya was on Matt’s bed, sleeping because she was sick and she hadn’t gone to work that day. She started to dream that both Matt and Mark were having sex with her the first day that she came into this house. She was sitting down in bed with Mark’s wiener pushed in and pulled out of her mouth constantly so that she couldn’t scream, while Matt totally violated her as hard as he could. She was bleeding and crying, and the Manning twins were recording everything on video to sell it on an adult-entertainment network as a porn movie. In her sleep, she kept screaming, “Stop, please! Stop! Stop! Stop, please!” but she couldn’t hear her own cries.
Matt went into the room to change his clothes to go to CDR to make the finishing touches to the inside of the building… the decorations. He noticed that the woman who was now his fiancée was screaming his and Matt’s names violently in her sleep… and she wasn’t fantasizing sexually about them.
He woke her up. “Maya, what’s wrong?”
She beat him up so badly that he couldn’t get up.
He started to cry again. “What did I do wrong? I thought you loved me!”
Mark just appeared out of nowhere and grabbed her strong hands, and entangled her hands together using her own fingers. She screamed in uncontrollable pain. Matt felt her pain and tried to let her loose, but Mark wouldn’t let him. The love was still there despite her aggression. Causing humans pain was the only way to subdue a human being and force him or her to submit to the lunar alien’s will. Matt couldn’t get up.
“What’s going on?” said Mark.
“You bastards raped me!”
Matt was surprised. With his voice almost gone, Matt said, “What are you talking about?”
“I didn’t even touch you, Maya, dearest sister-in-law. We just exchanged a few words, I swear.”
“Why did I dream of the two of you raping me?”
Matt approached her, let her loose, taking away the pain, looked her in the eye with love, and said, “You know what really happened, don’t you?”
She shed tears.
“You know what really happened between us. You remember. You gave in like no other woman ever had.”
She hugged him.
Mark smiled.
Maya was beside herself. Now, she had to figure out who had raped her because this wasn’t just a horrible nightmare. This had really happened earlier in her life. This was just a horrifying even that she’d just discovered after blocking it from her mind for eight years. She was thirty years old now, but what she had to figure out was who did this to her back in college. The men had given her a very strong drug to subdue her completely, and so that she wouldn’t remember anything for the rest of her life, no matter what she would do. This couldn’t even be disclosed if a psychiatrist had hypnotized her. That drug also caused Maya to become barren. That’s why she tried to have a baby with her previous boyfriend for years, but she couldn’t. That relationship ended because of Maya’s predicament. The man had no children, and he wanted to start a family with Maya, but he couldn’t, so he called it quits. Maya gave birth to Matt’s children, twin girls, hours before in her sleep, and Matt had taken them to Tears of the Moon, commonly known as TOTM, which was a 'Tears of the Sun' division. There, they would take care of lunar aliens before they would become adults.
Maya didn’t know that she’d had children, however. Matt and Mark didn’t want her to know because if she found out, any proof that her reproductive system had been destroyed, it would be gone forever, and she wouldn’t be able to sue the assholes that raped her for pain and suffering, and damages. Nevertheless, whether she’d had children recently or not, the damage and the proof of the damage were there. Maya’s reproductive system had been temporarily restored but Matt made it so that it would be healthy and then destroyed again, completely on purpose. He would fix it permanently when she would win the twenty-million-dollar lawsuit, and she would. It was just a matter of time. All that was needed were the names and pictures of the aggressors. For Maya, it would take years to get that information, but to Matt it was a piece of cake.
Matt was buying a box of chocolates and a bouquet of flowers for Maya. Suddenly, he saw a man from afar, buying an adult film, next door to that florist, when he was buying Maya’s gifts. Just before he paid the items, he walked closer to the man, but still kept his distance.
Suddenly, he visualized a younger version of the man violating Maya. He gasped and ran to his car having taken videos of the man with his built-in alien video camera, without knowing it. He sped away, leaving the shop owner completely baffled.
The next morning, pictures of the man kept popping on Matt’s head, but he wasn’t thinking about the man. That was the camera playing the video it had recorded. He got connected to the computer, and just by unknowingly placing his finger in the USB port of his laptop, he got a message on his head that said:
TRANSFER VIDEO TO COMPUTER?
YES OR NO
Curious about this, and not understanding where it came from, he clicked the ‘yes’ button. Five seconds later, he got another message saying:
TRANSFER COMPLETE.
SAVE FILE AS…
Matt typed the name ‘Some Video’ for it to get saved in the ‘Moon Camera’ video folder and pressed ‘OK’. The camera went off and the file was saved. Then, Matt played back the video and saw the man once again. He screamed, “Oh, my God,” at the top of his lungs.
Nick was ringing Matt’s doorbell at that very moment. He’d brought Matt and Mark a stack of chocolate-chip pancakes that he’d made from scratch, their favorite. He heard all the commotion and banged on the door. One of the guards became worried, and opened the door for Nick. Nick got in and saw the video on Matt’s computer while Matt sat there, completely frozen in horror. Nick snapped his fingers at Matt. “Hey, man,” he said, “wake up!”
Matt grabbed Nick’s shirt with both hands and said, “I’ve got to send this video to the police! I’ve got to!” He smelled the pancakes and became excited like a child. “Mm,” he said, “my favorite breakfast is here!”
“Enjoy it while I solve this problem,” said Nick as he went out the door with the rapist’s photo fresh in his mind. “Save some for Mark.”
Nick found the guard outside and said, “Everything is fine,” he said to the guard, “he just got a nasty surprise.” He left.
The guard went inside to help Matt and found him and Mark eating the pancakes in their coffee table while they watched TV. As Mark finished his second pancake, he got up. “You have always wanted to have children, haven’t you, Debella?”
Debella gasped and then smiled. She said, “Yes, Mr. Manning, why do you ask?” rolling her eyes in her confusion.
“The only way that you can give your young husband the child that he wants is if I reverse your hysterectomy.”
Debella gasped once again. “That’s not possible, Mr. Manning.”
“To us, Debella,” said Matt, “everything is possible.”
Debella went into a deep sleep. Mark and Matt took her to the basement that they’d turned into an operating room that looked and functioned just like an operating room in the hospital. They placed her on the operating table and took her clothes off. As she lied there, naked, they opened up the entire section below the waist and above the vagina. Then, Mark built a womb out of the excess fat that she had in her abs. Luckily, Debella was only fifteen pounds overweight. Then, the womb became solid and healthy like a real womb. Debella also got new ovaries. She got everything she needed to have a healthy reproductive system and to have as many babies as her husband would want to have.
Just minutes later, Debella woke up in the guest room. She had a plate in front of her with chicken and vegetable soup in it, a glass of lemonade, her favorite drink, a garden salad, and for dessert, she had a slice of chocolate cake. Mark and Matt knew how to make food completely fat-free and make it taste as if it had fat. The secret was to, in a secret way; pull the fat out of the original ingredients of the foods that were made.
They also made it so that the sugars in sweets wouldn’t cause health problems. They figured out the way to become multimillionaires without having to do physical work in a daily basis, because even if they landed that job on Cimarron, they would only have made $10,000 a month, and for the life that they were living, and how expensive gas, food, and bills were, that amount of money was just not enough for them.
The other aliens would earn over $30,000 a month in their respective careers because they had become doctors and gotten other big careers like that in three weeks time. In just three weeks, with the money that Kate had given them, Mark and Matt started a company that was dedicated to providing human beings with all kinds of foods that would be helpful for them instead of harmful. That company, with Kate’s help, had been divided into many food companies like dairy products, meat, vegetables and other produce, candy stores, pizzerias, and other restaurants, and every food company we can think of.
Slowly but surely, those branches of companies were spread throughout the country with fifty branches per state! Pretty soon, normal food companies weren’t put out of business, but people with health problems would always buy the special foods and eat at the special restaurants. Just by doing that, those people lost weight very quickly and their health problems disappeared like magic. The world started going crazy because they wanted those foods to be available worldwide. Mark and Matt had to hire aliens like them to start these companies all over the world.
One year later
Nick had been torturing Maya’s tormentors for over a year. No matter what Nick did to them, they wouldn’t confess to their horrible crime because they knew what was coming to them. Besides having to pay Maya twenty million dollars for damages, they would go to jail for the next sixty years, and would die in jail. They wouldn’t confess… until now. A few beautiful alien women came to see the rapists. They were each twenty years old, and they’d just been released from Tears of The Moon.
“So,” said Lindsay, “you victimized a young girl years ago, and you refuse to confess,” as she caressed Mancuso’s head.
Mancuso couldn’t stop trembling violently and crying. “We had fun with Maya. That’s all we did. I don’t know why the whore is now accusing us of…”
Lindsay whipped him the hardest she could with a whip, on the back, and yelled, “You don’t call a woman a whore, much less your victim, you asshole!”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” cried Mancuso, “I’ll never do it again!”
“I don’t understand Earthling men. God, they call us names, rape us and torture us! Don’t they know that if it weren’t for women they would never have been born?”
“I’m sorry.”
“You’re lying,” said Lindsay as she took his and her clothes off and got on top of him. “I’m going to teach you a lesson.” She ran her nails along his chest and abdomen as he trembled and cried with fear. “After this, you’re never going to insult or victimize another woman again.” She ran her nails over him again, causing deep wounds, and then inserted his penis into her vagina. Her vagina hurt him so much while she pushed forward and arched back repeatedly, making him scream not out of pleasure, but out of pain.
The next thing Mancuso knew, fifty females raped him, each for forty-eight hours straight, as they did with Mancuso’s partner in crime, Woodall. When they were done, they left for the men never to see them again. Finally, Nick gave the final blow when he reunited the men with a decoy.
Dylan, the decoy, asked, “So, tell me about the most pleasurable sexual experience you’ve ever had. When was it and what was it like?”
The men didn’t know that they were falling into a trap. Mancuso said, “We’ll tell you our best sexual experience if you tell us yours.”
“All right,” said Dylan. “It’s nothing out of the ordinary like the things you see in porn movies, but it was great. I met this woman at a club, and then we went home. We started making love and then it turned out that she was a virgin.”
Mancuso interrupted Dylan. “You find sex with a virgin exciting?”
“Well, it’s not because of the fact that she was a virgin. You see, she told me I could do anything I wanted.”
Mancuso and Woodall became excited and started recalling their experience with a sweet virgin named Maya.
“She let me handcuff her to the bed and have as much intercourse with her as I wanted all kinds of sex. She became sore and asked me to stop. I did. The only bad thing is that I never saw her again.”
“Aww,” said Woodall, “my organ was at noon position and you ruined my fun!”
“That’s my best sexual experience for you. It’s your turn, guys.”
“Well,” said Woodall, “we had our best sexual experience together.”
Dylan pretended to misunderstand what they were saying. “You mean you had sex with one another?”
“No,” said Mancuso, “that’s not what Woodall meant. You see, we had a threesome with a girl.”
“Oh,” said Dylan, “you guys scared me for a minute there.”
“We’re straight,” said Mancuso, “and we’re perfectly aware that a straight person is a person who is only attracted to the opposite sex.”
“Not that I’m a homophobe,” said Dylan, “but I agree 100%. I don’t understand those people that say that they’re straight, but then they go around and sleep with people of their same gender. I don’t have a problem with homosexuality as long as I don’t practice it, but I do have a problem with people who try to be something they are not. It’s like me saying that I’m white, when in reality, I am Latino. Having vanilla skin doesn’t make me white. I would be white if I was European or Caucasian, but I am not. I also hate racist Latinos.