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Tami is referred to in a much different genre

As Phil and Duvon kept talking, with Kai-Kai mostly listening, Angela’s mind wandered to the heavy burden of work she had this summer. A lot of documents had come in from Russia and she had been working with Ludmilla Woronov, a P-7 of Russian descent who lived a couple of hours away by car. She was the proud mother of Project triplets, who would stay over their grandparents’, along with her other three children, so that Angela and Mrs. Woronov could work undistracted. Mrs. Woronov was a professor of languages at the local state university and was very helpful, and just as important, a certified Russian translator who could sign off on everything they filed.


Angela decided, yes, I will take that one week vacation. The week of the 27th should be good. Her good friend Tami in Vermont was turning 40 that day and she could go there to lend moral support. And enjoy less hot weather.


Kai-Kai got vacations too, from the impreg schedules, though they were planned well ahead of time. He got two annual vacation weeks. Last week was one of them, and as usual the Project just couldn’t leave the boy alone. “Vacations” were always devoted to travel to foreign capitals for photo ops, or experiments on his sperm count and ejaculations. This past spring they had once again examined the effect of deprivation. Poor Kai-Kai was not himself as he was kept from ejaculating for what was supposed to be the whole week. He was irritable and couldn’t sleep. He was instructed not to masturbate, and obedient boy that he was, he didn’t, though he never had anyway, so he probably wouldn’t know how to do it. Finally on the fourth day the Spermatogenesis Committee, which was running the experiment, decided by majority vote to relent and let him ejaculate once, by having Mrs. Kimura deep-throat him. He came within 8 seconds of full engulfment, which had to be a record. Two days later they let him ejaculate again. What did they learn from all of that? Angela thought.

 
 
 

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