The Central Mountains Republic, part 4
by Joe Rathbone
CONTACT IS MADE!

At last the Goddess spoke, almost startling Py Nae Kot, saying,
"Please fasten seat belts and harnesses and secure any object that
may be out. We are beginning our final approach to the Central
Capital Airport. We are now in contact with the auto-landing
control computer at the Airport control center. Please do not
attempt disengagement of automatic controls. The weather at Central
Capital Airport is basically calm and clear, with a few puffy
clouds floating by. The wind is out of the north at 20 miles per
hour with a temperature of 39 degrees. Touch down will be in about
10 minutes with disembarkment about 15 minutes. Again, fasten seat
belts and harnesses and relax as landing is accomplished
automatically."
"Yes MA'AM, CAPTAIN MA'AM, SIR!" Py Nae Kot responded saluting,
facetiously.

"Look at the radio!" Sunn said all of a sudden, "Its changing
frequency by itself!"

Indeed, the digital read-out of the Nav-Com was changing its
frequency, set long ago for Bermuda General Airport's Controller.

Py Nae Kot said, "I guess Captain Goddess controls that too!"
Mom scolded, "Py Nae Kot! Show more reverence to Goddess!"
The radio came to life with a "ksst" sound, followed by the voice
of a woman...
"Hi, I'm Red Dove, President of the Central Mountains Republic. Am
I speaking with, uh.. Miss Py Nae Kot?"

"Wow! What th..." started Sunn.
Py Nae Kot picked up the mic and pressed the button to speak,
"Yeah, this is she."
The voice over the radio continued, "I called as soon as the
airport's automatic guidance system made contact with your plane.
Since they are all identified by an ID signal, my staff knew it was
your plane, so I was alerted to call you! I just wanted to check
if it was really you and how you were!"
Py Nae Kot answered, "We are okay all be it a bit shaken up by a
wild ride through... I don't know WHAT exactly, and this trip
through wonderland to your village! What the hell's going on
anyway!? What's the Central Mountains Republic!?"

"Py Nae Kot!" ordered her Mother, "Address Red Dove with more
respect!"

The radio carrying Red Dove's voice replied, "You are being shown
the way HOME, Miss Py Nae Kot! Give us the chance to show it to
you. Let us explain how we found you and knew who you were! Then
you may stay or go back, it will be up to you!"

White Dove commanded, "There really IS something special for you
going on! You tell her we will stay, young lady, and be polite! I
feel this has something to do with OUR people, the Native Northwest
Americans. And YOU, somehow, are the crux, though far be it from
me to know what they would want with a rebellious slut like you!"
"Well, okay Mom, but it pisses me off the way they practically
hijacked us off our heading! It's air piracy! Pulled off in a high-
tech manner perhaps, but it boils down to air piracy, period!"
replied Py Nae Kot.

Her Mother suggested, "Look, if you KNEW for SURE that NATIVE
AMERICANS were doing this, would you still be as resentful? It may
have something to do with Andy Black Deer! It may be something to
do with Native Americans or something like them. After all, that
President just introduced herself as Red Dove. Such a descriptive
name is an Native American custom."

Sunn chimed in, "And SOMEBODY had to program the computer
controlling this jet to draw that picture of a Native American
Goddess. Somebody familiar with Native American legend!"

Then, on top of that, Py Nae Kot's Father Robert Blue Owl added,
"And nobody seems to be taking much notice; she who calls herself
Red Dove also said she is PRESIDENT of... what ever that name
was... of this country! So this country is run by a WOMAN
PRESIDENT!"
"All right, all right," Py Nae Kot conceded, "Maybe I should leave
the chip on my shoulder back in the other time... if that's what
it was... and chill out."

Py Nae Kot picked up the mic and replied to the Woman President,
Red Dove, "I will welcome the chance to see you, and learn of the
Central Mountains Republic! Judging from just this wondrous
aircraft that we are yet flying in, you must have a fabulous
culture indeed!"
"Excellent!" replied Red Dove, "I will be out to the airport
personally to escort you to the Central Capital and set you up in
some comfortable quarters! Surely you are tired and hungry. You
will be given meals and a chance to rest before I bombard you with
a million questions and show you around!"

Py Nae Kot replied, "Fine, but, I need to tell you, there are
others with me... My Mother, Father, and favorite guy, er that is,
my gentleman friend are all with me!"
"All the BETTER! I already KNEW someone as dynamic as you surely
would not be traveling alone! I will see to it that all four of you
are provided for comfortably! Okay, I got to go now! It will take
a little while for me to get to the airport. You'll probably get
there first. See you! Bye!"
"Roger that, Red Dove! Py Nae Kot out."

As Py Nae Kot put back the mic, her Mother commented, "She sounds
like such a delightful young Lady, that Red Dove! She seems so
sweet, I can't wait to meet her!"

The data on the screen now said "Touch down, 5 minutes". The plane
banked rather sharply into a turn taking it on a westward heading
to align itself with the airport runway, now clearly visible ahead.
Air speed decreasing, flaps extending little by little, the ground
came up closer and closer.

As they peered out the windows, they could see they were flying
over forests sometimes, then farms. As they drew very close to the
airport, they could see farm fields were all around its north side,
with forest lining the air-strip's south side. One of the fields
had a few people in there. They strained their eyes mightily to see
what they were like and what they were doing. "They have no clothes
on!" remarked Sunn. He was on the side of the plane that faced
north and therefore had a better view of the farm field with the
people in it. "Are you sure?" asked Py Nae Kot, curious. "Either
no clothes or ALMOST no clothes. They just seem to be working in
the fields."

But with air-speed still at 200 miles per hour, it was difficult
to get a good look at anything. They continued to sink, lower and
lower. The ground whizzing below them turned to grassy-green, then
pavement-gray as they zoomed over the thresh-holds of the airport
property, then the runway itself. At 160 miles per hour and full
flaps, the EX-2000, all under control of the computer, touched
down, smoothly and surely. Rear wheels first as they flared and
touched runway, then the front wheels. Then up came the spoilers
to produce drag and press the aircraft harder down on its wheels,
then reverse thrust and hard braking. After several seconds of
being pulled forward in their seats against the harnesses, the
engines revved down, spoilers and flaps withdrawn.

With their velocity down to a nice, safe taxiing speed, Sunn
commented, "That was a pretty nice landing, Py Nae Kot!"
"Yeah, sure! In this light, perfect weather and no other air
traffic!" agreed Py Nae Kot reluctantly then continued, "I wonder
what that bunch of transistors would have done in heavier weather,
like rains, tricky cross-winds and the like or busy conditions."

The CRT displaying the Goddess completely cleared and was replaced
by "Central Capital Airport Services and some logo graphics. The
computer's sound board then spoke, this time with a man's voice,
"Welcome to Central Capital Miss Py Nae Kot and company. Please
relax as automatic systems direct your aircraft to Lobby-Bay number
Three."

The entire instrument panel then went dark. The jet engines revved
completely down and off. The wings of the EX-2000 retracted. The
electric traction motor was activated and apparently the EX-2000
was controlled by either its own computer, or the airport's
computer, or a combination of both in communication with each other
to switch over to its Ground Mode.

Py Nae Kot and company were becoming anxious to see just what this
place is, and what the people or what ever inhabitants are like.
The terminal buildings were in sight. All four individuals in the
EX-2000 strained to see anybody, but there seemed to be nobody
outside at the moment. "Remarkably quiet for an airport!" commented
Py Nae Kot.

The aircraft drove itself around the taxi ways, then to the
terminal building, then on to a covered area in front of an
entrance to the terminal. They finally caught sight of someone -
 they strained to see clearly - as they drew closer and closer, the
individual who seemed to be waiting for them became clearer and
clearer. The EX-2000 braked to a stop precisely in front of the
walk way then shut itself off, all by computer control. Four pairs
of eyes and four agape mouths all pointed in unison in the same
direction. Waiting to greet them on the curb, with a bright,
smiling face, was a big, tall, rugged, NAKED muscle woman... a
GIANT of over SEVEN FEET! What an eye-full she was!

Never before had three of them seen such a personality! It was the
second time for Py Nae Kot, but not this close. A seven foot, two
inch, 320 pound LEVIATHAN of a tanned brunette gal with dark
reddish-brown hair and blue eyes greeted them with a sweet smile!
And on second look, she was not COMPLETELY naked; her "clothing",
if you want to call it that, was so teeny, it escaped notice! She
had an athletic, well muscled body decorated in only a sheer, tiny
silvery colored patch of cloth over her large, prominent genital.
The lips of her vagina showed right through that material! Her
firm, jumbo breasts, held high by straight posture and well
developed pecs, jutted out free in the air! Her big nipples,
surrounded by well defined areolas, caused her breasts to appear
as huge, unblinking eyes. Bare-footed, an ornate necklace was her
only other apparel.

Well, she was the first denizen of the Central Mountains Republic
they laid their eyes on. Py Nae Kot noted the Central Mountains
Republic Lady with interest. Her Mother commented, "How do you like
this place NOW? Seems like they have a dress style not to different
from yours!"

Py Nae Kot nodded her head in agreement and said, "Seems like they
perhaps have overcome the hypocrisy of the society we just left!"

Not surprisingly, Sunn, AND Blue Owl were mesmerized to a stupor
by that gal, their eyes sticking out and their mouths hanging open!
"HEY!" exclaimed White Dove to Father with an accompanying punch
in the ribs, "A fly is going to go in that cave of yours if you
don't close it!"

After the EX-2000 stopped, the woman leaned over and opened the
door for Py Nae Kot. As Py Nae Kot came out, a chilly breeze
greeted her. The giant brunette helped White Dove as she came out
of the back seat through the same door. (The EX-2000 is equipped
only with left and right doors.) Sunn and Blue Owl came out the
other door and joined the Ladies.

White Dove commented, "Brrr!, Chilly out! Let me grab my coat!"
The Father grabbed his coat too along with Sunn. As Sunn and Py Nae
Kot's Parents rammed arms through sleeves and zipped up zippers,
the Central Mountains Republic Native looked on curiously.

The Central Mountains Republic Native, wearing only a 3 square-
inch triangle of cloth over her genital and Py Nae Kot, in her
usual sleeveless black t-shirt and split mini-skirt were wide open
to the chill. But the near naked Native remained unaffected. Py Nae
Kot at first felt refreshed, but soon, just a little TOO MUCH so.

White Dove insisted, "This is a bit too chilly, you should wear
your coat!"
Py Nae Kot replied, "It's packed away in the baggage, I can't get
to it with out a bunch of trouble. I'll be all right. I've been
doing nothing but sitting the past few hours. I'll be fine once I
start walking around."

But the 39 degrees, given "teeth" by a gentle but relentless
breeze, stung Py Nae Kot's bare arms. Without realizing it, she
sometimes rubbed her upper arms with her hands to warm them up a
bit. The temperature plus breeze was marginal at best for Py Nae
Kot. But if there had been no breeze, she would have been perfectly
comfortable. However, all the while, the big brunette showed
absolutely NO signs of being cold.

The big brunette spoke up and said, "My name is Eunice and I am
here to show you around a bit, see that you're comfortable, and
maybe answer some questions if I can."

Py Nae Kot was the first of course, asking, "Have you been briefed
as to who we are, that is, that we are not.. uh.. that is, not from
your time?"
"Yes, I am aware." replied Eunice.
"Okay," continued Py Nae Kot, "I just wanted to be sure you
understood the nature of my next question. What time of year is
this?"
"It is June," Eunice replied, "June 7, 1987"

Py Nae Kot, knowing the world they left was 1991, said, "Wait a
minute, 1987?"
"Oh yeah, that's right, you DID come from some distant time; well
the COMPLETE date is 6970-1987. I am not COMPLETELY up on just
where you came from. Is it true, you came from the distant past?"
Py Nae Kot answered, "Apparently. We went through some kind of...
uh.. passage.. a portal I heard it called."
"WOW! That's FASCINATING! People from the pre-historic past! Well,
I'll not bother you about that anymore, I was told not to."
Py Nae Kot probed more about the time, "Well, Okay. But you say
it's June 7nth. Is it normally this cold?"
Eunice replied, "You think this is cold? Your company sure seems
to think it's cold, all bundled up like that. But no, it is not
unusually cold for a late-spring cool snap. We have them sometimes.
It's refreshing when the temperature has been running upper 70s
and humid. In a few days, it will be that way again. So enjoy it
while it lasts!"



Eunice showed them into a lobby and into an area that looked a
little like a restaurant or cafeteria. It was quiet at the moment.
Eunice said, "Here, have a seat while I get you some refreshments!"
Eunice walked through the swinging doors into the kitchen area.

White Dove commented, "I see they don't heat their buildings! It's
cold in here too. Boy, that big young lady sure has a thick skin
to feel comfortable out there in that chilly breeze while
practically naked!"
Py Nae Kot observed, "Apparently the weather here has a definite
bias towards the cool to cold. The people are probably completely
acclimated, both genetically and otherwise."

Eunice came out with a tray full of fruit drinks and assorted
vegetables. The juice-drinks were a delight consisting of various
berry juices mixed together with crumbled raspberries and black
berries stirred in. And the tray of vegetables would delight...
well, a vegetarian! Excellent for a diet anyway... there were no
fried type snacks such as corn chips or anything with a lot of fat,
salt or sugar.

Eunice sat with them to chat a bit as they had their refreshments.
Py Nae Kot did most of the talking, or asking of questions anyway.
A sampling of some of the more interesting:
Py Nae Kot asked, "Do all citizens of the Central Mountains
Republic dress like you?"
Eunice replied, "Yes, in the warmer seasons like now. In cooler
weather, we may wear t-shirts, like the one YOU got on. Don't you
want to take that off now that we are inside?"
Sunn remarked, "Here's your chance, Py Nae Kot!"
"Later perhaps. It's just a little 'airish' to me yet!"
Eunice remarked, "Your skirt is interesting, we have skirts like
that too. But what material is that? It looks so thick and rough."
Py Nae Kot replied, "It's DENIM, blue denim. I like the way it
looks on me, and its more comfortable than you think. Denim is
tough, and so doesn't wear out so fast. Say, is this airport always
this quiet?"
"It is about normal."
"But where is all the air traffic, the tourists, the..."
"Oh, we do not have THAT kind of traffic. It is an experimenter's
airport. Our government does not allow commercial carriers because
it makes it too easy for riff-raff to enter and other interferences
to our way of life. The only way for non-official people to enter
our country is via the 400 mile dirt trail that comes to the
Central Mountains Republic's south-west from Amerika."
Py Nae Kot asked, "You mean, United States of America?"
Eunice replied, "No, it's just called Amerika. President Red Dove
will tell you more about that kind of stuff. I'm not really up on
that."
"How come, though this be separated from our society and time by
69 million years, do you speak English just like us?"
Eunice shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know. You will have to ask
a Scientist. Red Dove will introduce you to some later."
Py Nae Kot further asked, "Are all of your people as big as you?"
Eunice explained, "Those of us with hair of all colors and lighter
skin... those of us known by Genetic Engineers as the T-2K race,
are like me. I'm about average. Most people here are the T-2K race.
Those that Genetic Engineers call the Beta Race, are much like you,
interestingly enough! They are smaller, like your height, maybe
eight and a quarter hands tall, dark skinned with a lovely reddish
hue, like yours! And their hair is as black as the darkest night!
All of them, all have mid-night black hair. Like yours! Many of
them also often wear more or bigger clothes than us of the T-K2
race. Maybe they feel cold like you. Also, most of those who rule
are Beta Race. President Red Dove is a Beta Race."
Py Nae Kot asked, "Most of those who rule, eh? And what do you
mean, 'hair of all colors'?"
"Well, you see my hair? It's dark reddish brown. But that is not
the only color. Some of us have plain brown hair. Others have
yellow, a few orange. There are also various light shades, like
flaxen blond, golden blond, pink-blond, flesh blond and so on. So
T-K2 race people have hair that can turn up to be most any color.
But all Beta Race are consistently possessed of absolute black,
night-black hair. Beta Race people are very pretty, like you, Py
Nae Kot."

Many questions Eunice answered just produced MORE questions. But
Py Nae Kot knew Eunice probably could not answer. Eunice appeared
to be inexperienced, perhaps not that educated and almost innocent,
despite her daring attire. Py Nae Kot thought to herself, "Maybe
she IS innocent, after all she said they ALL dress like this! So
her teeny g-string is probably not that unusual for this society...
That's hard to imagine, though... but exciting!".

After chatting a while longer, a noise was heard from the hall way
leading away from the lobby and cafeteria area. Eunice got up
quickly to see then came running back excited, almost like a little
girl who had seen someone she adores! "It's the President!" She
exclaimed, her face all alight! "Stand up! It's President Red
Dove!"

Eunice took on a straight posture which exemplified her already
impressive physique. Standing like a Soldier at attention, Eunice
exhibited much enthusiasm indeed. Py Nae Kot's Mother said,
slightly scolding to Py Nae Kot, "Now stand up straight, don't
slouch like the slut you aspire to be!"
"OKAY, Mom!" retorted Py Nae Kot. Py Nae Kot's Father stood by her
Mother and Sunn took up a position behind the three.

When the President Red Dove came in, she and two others were more
eyefuls to behold! The President, sure enough, looked like a Native
American! She appeared to be a bit taller than Py Nae Kot until it
was noticed her couple inches over Py Nae Kot were from Red Dove's
white high-heel shoes. Indeed, as Eunice had indicated, she wore
more clothes, but what clothes!

Her ankle-length dress was essentially two parts, the front and
rear halves. Copper-tan skin showed through on either side all the
way from ankles, along her legs of supple and toned muscles, past
the cheek of her hard butt, past her firm, slim waist and on up her
sides.

This river of tan was crossed first by her belt at waist level.
Above her waist were three cloth "bridges" attaching the front half
to the rear half. Finally there were the straps running over her
broad shoulders.

In the front, the cut of her dress exposed most of her big, sturdy
bosom. The dress, a pastel pink color, had red and gold trim and
borders. If she stood in front of a window or opened door, the
material could be seen through, displaying the silhouette of her
shapely, moderately muscled build! She wore a belt inlaid with
beads, a bead necklace, and a head-band also inlaid with patterns
of beads.

Her hair, pert and shoulder-length, black as a moonless night,
shimmered with a bluish sheen. A flower just over her right ear
gleamed bright yellow. And finally, she had that lovely copper-
tone tan characteristic of many Native Americans.

Just behind Red Dove were two giant muscle women who were
apparently Central Mountains Republic style Secret Service or body
guards. Both of them were well over seven feet tall and heavily
muscled. One had blond hair while the other had brown, both cut to
little less than shoulder length. The entirety of their awesome
bodies could be seen with only a tiny white triangular patch over
their large genitals, some of which "peeked" around the white
patches. That is to say the patches could not completely cover
their entire genital. Other than the strings that held the patches
up, the only other item on their bodies were the quiver full of
arrows they both had.

Both carried mean and keen looking cross-bows in their hands, ready
to be put to use at a second's notice. The crossbows looked heavy.
The main bow looked more like a steel truck spring than any thing
else. But the arms of those Secret Service Ladies, with their
bulging biceps and triceps, handled the crossbows as if they were
made of styrofoam! The arrow points consisted of four nasty
looking, razor sharp blades over two inches wide.

Humongous, firm breasts with big nipples jutted way out and stirred
the air every time their owners turned. The breasts sat atop huge
pectoral muscles that rippled boldly if certain movements were
done. This would cause the giant breasts to look like they were
alive themselves with movement.

But with these giant breasts, flat, steel plate tummies, bulging
rocks of muscles in their legs, the two Secret Service gals had
sweet, pretty smiles that belied their fearsome bodies. They were
certainly an ogling, if not shocking, eye-full!

The eyes of Sunn and Blue Owl stuck out like a cartoon character's!
A fly could have entered and exited both of their mouths in perfect
safety! White Dove said of Blue Owl while holding her fist next to
his mouth, "Look, I can fit my entire fist in there!"

Laughing at what Py Nae Kot's Mother just said of her husband,
President Red Dove came striding in, the front of her long split
dress draping between her legs, with the rear of it flowing
gracefully behind her.

Although not so large, Red Dove was no less a dazzling sight for
Sunn's and Blue Owl's eyes! With the rear of her dress trailing
out, all of the rear view of her long, nicely muscled legs could
be seen, and they WERE seen, by Sunn and Blue Owl! Their eyes
feasted, as well, and while they had the chance, on the sight of
Red Dove's hard butt with it's pronounced cheeks, buns rippling
with well honed muscles and beautiful smooth brown skin! When Red
Dove stopped walking, the rear of her dress fluttered gracefully
down, covering most of that lovely work of art!

No longer able to gaze upon Red Dove's luscious body, the heads of
both Sunn and Blue Owl turned once again to those brutally strong
Secret Service Ladies!

Red Dove remarked, "I guess there are no women such as these that
guard me, in the world you come from, or so I have heard from the
Scientists."

Py Nae Kot replied, "That IS TRUE. I have certainly not seen women
so huge. Please forgive these guys, they have never seen Women like
that either. Or like YOU, for that matter! You're quite a sight
yourself! Very lovely!"

Red Dove replied, "Well, thank you, but I think I'm just typical!
Anyway, as to the Ladies here; my protectors! Guys, meet Deborah,
the one with the lovely brown hair, and meet Rochelle, the blond."
Both the Secret Service Ladies grinned big and oh so sweetly at
Sunn mostly, and Blue Owl.

"Hi!" said both of them almost in unison, with high, sweet voices
belying their fearsome bodies and weapons. "Uh.. ehem!.. uh.. uh..
Hi there!" Sunn finally got out. "How do you do, Ladies!" said Blue
Owl graciously and with poise.

Red Dove continued, "You see? They are not so mean, though they may
look it! They are here to protect me and those around me. For a
President never knows when some idiot that does not agree with her
policies may attempt physical abuse of some sort. It's rare, but
it does sometimes happen. Now, how was your trip? I hope everything
is okay!"

Py Nae Kot replied, "We made it through that.. uh.. portal just
fine. It was a mighty rough ride, but we came through okay. I have
a thousand questions to ask you, but the first of which is, it
seems you people already know something of us. How long have you
been observing our society and... WHY ME? It seems you all went
through quite an effort to get me to come. Is there an Andy Black
Deer here? Or anybody else you know that gave me that EX-2000?"

President Red Dove laughed saying, "Okay, okay, one at a time!
Indeed, you DO come packed with questions! Okay, yes, there IS an
Andy Black Deer. He is an Earth Scientist specializing in Earth
Auras and Acu-Points. He operates under the direction of and is a
student of Doctor Lynn Peree, of the University of Central Capital.
She is the top research Scientist on any Earth Aura, Acu-Point
Phenomenon or other Earth-Spirit manifestations. She and Andy have
charted many portals. Most go to far past times that predate even
the time YOU came from. But when it was discovered that one portal
led to a living, viable society of the distant, prehistoric past,
it created much excitement in the Earth Aura scientific community."

President Red Dove sat down and invited the rest of them to do so
as well. She continued the explanation of Py Nae Kot's discovery...

"Soon after its discovery and after manned explorations through
that portal began, Astrologers-Scientists went too. To make a long
story short, various curious things they detected led them to the
conclusion that a possible reincarnation of another Py Nae Kot, one
from 3500 years ago, was living again in the civilization we found.
Computers programmed for Astrology were employed to sift through
reams of complicated charting to ascertain with as much certainty
possible, if this reincarnated Py Nae Kot was really there, and if
so, where.
"After it was determined you were in the area occupied by the city
of Seattle of your former era, we set up an intensive search. It
looked like we were never going to find you. The Astrologers simply
could not give us any more help in pin-pointing you; my word, they
did extremely well as it was.
"But futile though it appeared, we sent Andy Black Deer with his
phsychi-monitor. It's a device that detects, through the unseen
aura, the characteristics of the spirit, the part that lives on
past physical life. Programmed to search out a match to the first
Py Nae Kot's spirit, by the merest chance, a match was found when
Black Deer observed you dancing in that night club. And, the rest,
you know, and I believe, with your intelligence, can figure out
everything now!"

"Wow! It all falls into place now! exclaimed Py Nae Kot. "Now, what
about this OTHER Py Nae Kot, the one from 3500 years ago?" she
continued.

"Three thousand five hundred years ago, the ancestor of our people,
the race I'm a part of, that which we call Beta, came seemingly out
of nowhere. According to her own diary which she kept in her head,
she also came through a portal, guided by a Goddess. Many of us
refer to this Goddess as The Spirit of Mercy, others call her The
Fairy of Mercy, still others call her Mother Spirit, or Fairy, of
Our People.
"Anyway, to make a long, long story short, this Py Nae Kot of the
past helped steer these people, you know, the ones here originally,
the big ones, like Rochelle and Deborah, and Eunice over there,
away from a path of destruction from mis-use and over-use of their
technologies.
"Gradually, Py Nae Kot taught and led these people to using their
technology sparingly, only where needed, and in an efficient,
constructive manner. So today, our society is at peace with itself.
Crime is greatly reduced from what it was, and most people are well
adjusted and happy for the most part.
"The original race here soon realized that whoever the newcomers
were, they apparently had a gift of knowing how to rule logically
and fairly, with policies that worked. Now, that race, the original
Native Race, for the most part, stays out of politics, going about
their work and their play peacefully, as is what they wanted in
first place. Most government leadership positions are held by
members of the Beta Race.
"There is no hard and fast rule, however. There are a few non-
Betas in government. They are voted there. But votes by far, which
come mostly from the original Native race who are in the majority,
favor various Beta Race leaders."

Red Dove sat back in her seat to relax after the long explanations
and looked for their reactions. She added, "I hope that answers
SOME or a FEW of your questions! I have arranged for you to meet
Doctor Lynn Peree and Andy Black Deer for deeper consultation. We
want to see for sure if you are indeed a reincarnation Py Nae Kot.
It already appears that you are. Other than that, the meeting is
to exchange knowledge of our respective eras and to begin orienting
you to our society... that is if you desire to stay."

Py Nae Kot and her Mother looked at each other in utter amazement!
Could any of this possibly be true!? Then White Dove had a
question, "When we were still flying, on the way here, a nice young
lady appeared on that TV screen that has all the words. She looked
a lot like a Goddess we are familiar with. Was that the Goddess
really appearing before us, or just something somebody uh... how
do you say..."
"The word is PROGRAMMED, Mom." chimed in Py Nae Kot. Her Mother
continued, "Yes, that's it, was the picture something somebody
programmed the machine to make?"

Red Dove answered, "That drawing has an interesting history. We
believe the Goddess of Mercy is more or less with us at all times.
"Doctor Lynn Peree set up an experiment, SHE will have to give you
details, that essentially allowed the Goddess of Mercy HERSELF to
burn in a drawing instruction into a PROM chip. Before the
experiment, the chip was blank, no stored memory. After the
experiment, the PROM had a long, long series of numbers stored in
it.
"It took some deciphering, but when the standard was figured out,
the numbers turned out to be a graphics file! It had position
numbers, you know, the position on the screen in how many units
down from the top and how many units left, or right, no one has
figured out which yet, followed by a color number. This number
correlated to certain colors. The colors it correlated to was the
trickiest for them to figure out.
"But once deciphered, they put a computer to work on it. There were
over 1 million positions and colors. When the colors were placed
as the numbers indicated for them to be placed, a beautiful,
regally great looking woman came out on the screen! I heard the
first attempt produced an up-side-down image! Then the Scientists
knew to change the algorithm that reads the data to reverse
direction of display. Then the image was right-side-up! But no one
has figured out, to this day, if the picture of the Goddess is
mirror-imaged or not!
"Now, the image has been copied millions of times and stored into
all kinds of different standard graphics formats. An animated
version of that is what you saw on your screen, on the plane! Most
of the Scientists at the Earth Spirit Phenomena College at the
University of Central Capital agree, the image in that now
CAREFULLY GUARDED prom-chip, is the image of The Goddess of Mercy!
Isn't that amazing!?"

Indeed, to Py Nae Kot's Parents, it was VERY amazing. Even
disbelieving Py Nae Kot had to consider, SOME intelligent force led
them here. At the very least, she keenly desired to join this
society. It promised to be exciting and very different in a way
that she liked. For one thing, she could... then Py Nae Kot noticed
something in the corner of her eye! Her man, Sunn, was becoming the
center of interest for those two giant Secret Service Ladies!

While she and her Parents absorbed what President Red Dove had to
say, Sunn had been absorbed in this new society himself! Ogling
them and unable to take his eyes off, the two Secret Service Ladies
noticed his stares.

They drifted close to Sunn, noticing his interest, to accommodate
his apparent desire to look them over. Their faces beaming with
smiles, they thought Sunn was cute and submitted themselves to his
closer look. The one with brown hair, Deborah, stood close enough
for him to reach out and feel the side of her hard muscled arm!
Rochelle, the blond, kept inching closer to Sunn, with her huge
body in between Sunn and the rest of them. Her huge body eclipsed
his from their sight.

The profile of Rochelle's face could be seen, just enough for Py
Nae Kot to see she was smacking her lips! Rochelle probably did not
realize it, but her hips were slowly swaying a little bit, slowly
undulating. Sunn looked tiny compared to that female leviathan!

"Man, that monster's hungry!" thought Py Nae Kot. She had to think
of some diversion fast that would not be obvious... "Uh, well, so
when do we see this Doctor Lynn Peree and the Central Capital and
all!? You've got me interested, now!"

President Red Dove replied, "Sure, we may go now! I was thinking
you might want to rest first. The meeting with Doctor Lynn is
tomorrow. But let me show you this airport quickly as we go out,
then I'll introduce you to the Central Capital. Let's go!"

They all got up and accompanied Red Dove out of there. Red Dove
ordered, "Eunice, you clean up here."
"Yes ma'am" Eunice replied in a sweet voice, obediently. Finally,
Sunn tore his eyes off the two Secret Service Ladies and his roving
hand off of Deborah's muscular arm! When he started to join them,
Rochelle just stood there like a big oak tree, making it necessary
for Sunn to walk around her. All the while, Rochelle eyed him,
following his every move.

Just as Sunn passed her, she reached out and gently patted his
butt. Sunn jumped foward, startled. He looked at Rochelle as if to
say "Bad girl!", but did not actually voice it. As Rochelle turned
her body while ogling Sunn walking past her, Py Nae Kot could see
her face with a wolfish grin and smacking the lips! Py Nae Kot
glanced quickly down to that barely-there, sheer, tiny triangle of
cloth that did not quiet cover all of Rochelle's huge genital. Sure
enough, it was wet and sticking to the lips of her giant vagina,
making them glaringly obvious!

Py Nae Kot thought, "Gosh darn a-mighty, she's like a wolf eyeing
a fat lamb!" As Sunn joined them and his ear was close enough to
Py Nae Kot's mouth, she whispered, "Listen, until we know this
society better, you better stay away from those two, or any other
like them. Their immense strength COULD BE a danger to you. I don't
know how under control of themselves they are!" Sunn whispered,
"Yeah, I was beginning to notice that too. I'll keep my distance!"

President Red Dove led them through the airport facilities. Indeed,
despite having a three mile main runway which could easily support
commercial jets, it was not arranged or set up for large scale
tourist processing. There were no rental cars, no taxi or bus
services. There WAS a monorail train, however, that Red Dove said
they will use to go back to the Central Capital. There were no
ticket counters and no baggage turnstiles. Instead, here and there
were various offices and quarters visiting dignitaries or
diplomatic missions may occupy while waiting for the monorail train
or for some delegation to greet them. It was very quiet. No hustle
or bustle as with most airports. Not even constant roar of jet
engines.

President Red Dove said, "This airport is used mostly for
experimental flights, diplomatic flights, and military. Military
is the newcomer. When Doctor Lynn Peree reviews the state of the
Central Mountains Republic and the rest of the world with you, you
will see that in recent years, because the rest of the world has
gotten a hold of our hard-earned technology by stealing or buying
it, they have been thrust into a modern situation before their
societies are ready. Some of them could be a threat to our national
security. That is why we are having to build a military force.
"I already introduced Deborah and Rochelle as security for me. In
the past, a President did not need such constant security. But
three times now in the past decade, there have been attempts on
high government officials lives, two of them on the President!
Furthermore, in the latest attempt five years ago, the assailant
was gunnin' for ME! All three attempts were by foreigners!"

That inspired Py Nae Kot to ask, "Just out of curiosity, what
weapon did the assailant use and how was he stopped?"

President Red Dove replied, gesturing to Rochelle as if introducing
her, "None other than Rochelle here!" Rochelle grinned, her face
beaming, glad to have attention drawn to. Red Dove continued, "The
assailant was aiming a scoped rifle at me from a tree when
Rochelle, trailing behind a ways, spotted him then dispatched an
arrow from her crossbow right through his head! It was a mess! It
turned my stomach! I was not well the rest of that day. The arrow
passed all the way through his head, leaving a nasty gash on both
sides from which enough blood poured through to float a boat! Ugh!
I HATE that kind of thing!
"We found out he was from one of the technologically emerging
countries across the Atlantic, in the Central East. Only a few
years before, they were in the stone age, worshiping graven images.
Seems like I, personally, and my policies did not meet with the
standards for their religion, what ever it was, and so they tried
to.. uh.. eliminate me! We immediately threw all but their highest
level diplomats out of this country and warned them if they try
something like that again, there will be military reprisals. We can
not tolerate THAT kind of behavior, from ANYONE!"

Py Nae Kot thrust her thumb in the air and nodded her head
indicating absolute approval and agreement! Seems like this Red
Dove took after Py Nae Kot in manner and attitude as well as
preference of dress.

Py Nae Kot had an eye on Red Dove's attire perhaps planning to
acquire one of her own later. She also admired the Secret Service
Ladies' crossbows. Being an archer herself, she liked the concept
of the crossbow; a high accuracy weapon, as easy to aim as a rifle,
which is also "human-powered"; a most efficient weapon!

President Red Dove continued to show them a couple other areas of
the airport, then they proceeded outside to walk over to the hangar
area, where planes are built or maintained. There were several
hangars. Red Dove led them to one that was not the closest or the
biggest. There seemed to be no particular reason at the time why
she chose to show them this particular one.

Anyway, they were not concerning themselves about that anyway, for
they were outside in the open again, with a numbing 39 degree
breeze blowing on them. Though they, except Py Nae Kot, wore
jackets, the jackets were too light. After all, the trip they
started on was in late May, with destination Bermuda, where jackets
would have been excess baggage! And tough Py Nae Kot felt it too.
Dressed in her split denim mini skirt and sleeveless t-shirt, she
was NOT about to faint from the heat. She rubbed her bare upper
arms with her hands to keep warm.

Interesting, however, President Red Dove's attire, with its canyon
of flesh between front and rear halves coursing its way from ankle
to arm-pit on both sides, was certainly no warmer than Py Nae
Kot's, and those two Secret Service Ladies were for all practical
purposes, totally nude! Yet, they showed absolutely NO SIGNS of
being cold! They even seemed to enjoy it!



The hangar would prove to be the first look at how some Central
Mountains Republic people lived and worked. The personnel inside
the hangar were all specially trained Aircraft Technicians, but
they did offer a newcomer some indication of the rest of Central
Mountains Republic's society.

Inside was noisy, but warm. There were two jet engines being tested
at the time. Though on the far side of the hangar, partially
outside on special test mounts, they still made considerable noise.
Other engines further inside within the main work-floor-space and
on idle only for general check out, acted as space heaters, warming
the place. But wouldn't you know it, as Py Nae Kot, her Parents and
Sunn enjoyed the warmth, Deborah, one of the Secret Service
grumbled to Rochelle, "Ohh! It's so HOT in here!"

Inside, the people working in and around the planes and engines
were all the size of Rochelle, Deborah and Eunice. At last, some
MEN could be seen! So far, they had only seen women. And every
single one of them dressed the same general way. All the women were
in various colors of g-strings or thong bikinis. Not a one of them
had any upper body clothes. All women had their firm, big shapely
breasts in full view, in the open. But they, women and men both,
were going about their duties like nothing was out of place. And
for THEM, INDEED, nothing was out of place. It was becoming
apparent to Py Nae Kot and company, that this is just how this
society normally dresses, period!

The men dressed that way too, as Py Nae Kot very much noticed! Now
HER eyes were bugging out like a cartoon character's! All the guys
were that just-over-7-foot-size, absolutely no bigger or heavier
AND NO MORE MUSCULAR than the women. Their shapely, muscular bodies
with hard butts and gorgeous chests were decorated in men's style
g-strings or thongs. Men's g-strings or thongs had a pouch like
structure to make room for the ample penis they all had. Only if
their penis is relaxed, would it be fully contained in such attire.

Py Nae Kot remembered that all men have spontaneous erections every
so often. Her roving eyes scanned the area; indeed she spotted
some... One man's penis-"head" was just "peering" over the top of
his "g'". 

Then she caught sight of another man whose penis was partially
erected to a full two inches above his g-string's top hem!
Py Nae Kot was begining to get that hungry ache in her genital
again! She felt her pubic area becoming wet.
And two or three men, with a little more material in their THONGS
(the more conservative of the two types) and perhaps tighter
elastics in the hems, had tantalizing humps thrusting out. One guy
especially had a hump that jutted out quite a ways!
Py Nae Kot thought to herself, "He better be careful, or he'll end
up knocking over somebody's tools or work!"

But they were all just going about their duties, oblivious to their
penis's biological activities.

These folks were going about their duties as usual, except for the
fact none other than the President of the Central Mountains
Republic was here! A wave of heads looking up from their work began
from front where they saw the President first, then traversed to
those toward the back of the hangar who noticed something up in the
front.

President Red Dove introduced a few, a sampling: A blond haired,
blue eyed Tech with a big turbo-jet opened in front of her. She had
one pony tail on one side of her head with free flowing hair on
the other. Another Tech, a brown eyed brunette gal, had her long
hair drawn into a simple pony tail in the back. All the long haired
women had to tie their hair back somehow to keep it out of their
work. Another brunette gal had pert short hair with bangs down to
her blue eyes, requiring no such tying back.

And a couple guys were introduced. One eyed Py Nae Kot with
interest and his penis began to grow! Py Nae Kot, always vigilant
to that, noted with great, but suppressed, interest! It grew
quickly, popping out of the confined quarters provided for it by
his g-string. In seconds, it was hard and must have been 19 inches!
He tried to ignore it, trying to continue his work on a fuel pump
in front of him. Py Nae Kot's eyes were about to pop out of her
head completely now, as she gazed on that big thing waving in the
air!

She just HAD to say something! She whispered to her Mother,
forgetting for that instant her Mother's attitude about such
things, "Man, would you take a look at that big-ass stone rod on
HIM! THAT'D clean your pussy! Man, I bet that'd feel good!..."
White Dove looked at her with an expression of disgust whispering
emphatically, "Would you PLEASE TRY to control your slut urges!"
Py Nae Kot retorted, whispering so emphatically until she was
almost voicing her words out loud, "Aw, come on Mom, I'm tired of
you calling me a slut anytime I show any sexual interest in anyone!
Are you sure you haven't picked up the pale-face's hypocritical
ways!? We are HERE, now. Here, 69 million years in the future! The
hypocrite pale-faces and their hypocritical ways have long since
turned to dust blowing in the wind! DUST, Mom, blowing in the winds
over this Central Mountains Republic!"

That statement concerned White Dove just a bit. She wondered if
they could go back. With all their whispering, even President Red
Dove noticed. She could tell what she was talking about did not
have 100 percent attention. She also noticed scowling faces. "Is
anything a matter?" Red Dove asked.

"No, not really except I'm just a little worried..." started White
Dove. "Are we here for good? Is it not possible to go back... to
our time and homes?"

President Red Dove replied, "I think I already touched on you going
back before, but let me make it clear, you may come and go as you
wish. But talk with Doctor Lynn Peree first. There are important
safety considerations that I am not up on the details of. It is
possible, so I understand, to end up in another time
unintentionally, and perhaps become lost or perish there! So heed
her instructions to the letter. I am hoping however, that at least
you, Py Nae Kot, stay, and after a time, after you have become
familiar with what is what with the Central Mountains Republic and
the rest of this world today, you may become one of my Presidential
Advisors! If indeed, as the Astrologers say, you ARE a
reincarnation of the Py Nae Kot of 3500 years ago, I would be
HONORED to receive guidance from you!"

Py Nae Kot declared to her Mother, "You see Mom, we are NOT
prisoners! The more I see of this society, the more I like it! They
have energy, they have drive! They are fair, reasonable, logical,
and even, in a way, innocent! I WILL stay! You're right though, it
IS nice to know we CAN go back, if we want. I DO NOT relish going
through that passage too many times. But you might consider moving
here too Mom, and Dad, it will be a MOST REFRESHING CHANGE!! I have
had it, up to HERE with the pale-face's HYPOCRISY!"

After a brief pause, Py Nae Kot continued, "What about YOU, Mr.
Mute Sunn? I see you giving those gals a good going over with your
eyes! Do you want to stay?"

Sunn emphatically replied, "Yes, most certainly! I want to learn
MORE about THIS place! It seems like the Native American is in
control here, and THAT's all right too!"
Py Nae Kot added, "Well, they are not called Native Americans here,
but they DO seem to be blood brothers and sisters of some sort. It
WILL BE interesting to learn more, not only about them but also of
these others, the big guys and gals.
"I know they sort of, kind of vaguely resemble pale-faces, but they
are much better looking and seem to be non-pretentious, honorable
and true!"

President Red Dove added, "Yes, you are right! That race, known as
T-2K types by Genetic Engineers, are a strong, both physically,
which is obvious, and spiritually, people. They are honest and
peace loving!"

Py Nae Kot asked, "Say, by the way, what does T-2K mean, and what
does Beta mean?"

Red Dove replied, "You will have to ask a Genetic Engineer or
perhaps Doctor Lynn Peree for a more competent, detailed answer,
but it refers to the predominant chemistry of the genetic types
found in the DNA programming of the two races."

While they were talking, they had slowly step by step drifted off
some ways from the hangar so that the workers in the hangar could
not hear what they were saying. They strolled back, and continued
the tour.

Py Nae Kot glanced at that one guy one more time. He winked at her
and looked "hungry"! A glance between his legs and Py Nae Kot's
eyes almost jumped out when she saw that delicious looking hunk of
meat, still stone hard and 15 inches, and additionally now, with
a drop of clear liquid coming forth from the tip of it! "Mmm!" Py
Nae Kot groaned quietly to herself so as the others would not hear
it. Her own pubic area aching and becoming more and more wet, she
wanted to shove that thing up her burning vagina so bad until she
could not think of anything else. Unintentionally smacking her
lips, the guy saw her staring at his engorged penis. Knowing she
was interested and hungry for it made him all the more aroused
himself. Without knowing it, his hips were undulating slowly.
Unknowned to Py Nae Kot, a short haired, long banged brunette at
a bench next to his was observing both him and Py Nae Kot. She
spoke up suddenly, "Come on sister, why don't ya let him have a
couple o' jabs! He'll come quickly then he can get back to work.
We need that pump he's working on. Look's like YOU could use it
too!"

Wow! What a people! So completely, absolutely, unabashedly open
about sex! But within easy sight was her Parents and Sunn, who
would not understand. In fact, she saw her Mother looking back as
she noticed Py Nae Kot lagging behind.
"If you don't, I will! He's making me hungry too, waving that thing
around! He needs to fuck so he can get back to work!" demanded the
brunette. Py Nae Kot intensely wanted to bury that penis within
her, but COULD she? She wondered if it might hurt; such a huge male
genital has never been driven into her before. But oohhh! Would it
be exciting to try!

"Py Nae Kot! What do you think you're doing!? Get over here!"
demanded her Mother. The guy was getting out of hand. He could not
do his work at all now. While waiting for Py Nae Kot, he stretched
his arms behind his head to get out the tension of arousal. Py Nae
Kot had never seen such big biceps on a man! His luscious chest,
his hard, sinewy muscular butt, and that dripping, throbbing penis,
WOW! Py Nae Kot took a couple steps towards him, when she heard
her Mother scold, "PY NAE KOT! GET OVER HERE, SLUT! Are you going
to do that in front of EVERYBODY TO SEE!? Like APES!?" Py Nae Kot
stopped and turned her head toward her Mother a moment then heard,
"All right, sister, you stand there, I'M taking him!" from the
brunette.

The brunette, in only a few steps of her long, big, heavily muscled
legs, left her bench and strode over to the guy! As she walked, she
pulled those strings hanging from the bow-tie-knot of her g-
string. Off it came and into her hand where upon she put it on his
work-bench. She faced him, spread her legs, stood on her toes to
clear that 15 inch pointer between his legs, and DROVE IT HOME!
While still standing, she drove the entire 15 inches into her hard
body, deep, all the way! Py Nae Kot was like a starving person
watching someone else devour a chocolate icing cake! Immediately,
the guy began to moan, groan, and even wail as the intensity of
climax over whelmed him. Indeed, he climaxed in only a few seconds!
The brunette continued to pump and thrust her muscular butt to pull
out another climax out of him as well as one for herself.

Realizing she had lost an opportunity, Py Nae Kot turned to go. But
then she noticed her pubic area was soaked! Her profuse vaginal
secretions were even dribbling down her inner thighs! Her mind
foggy and befuddled, she bent over to see what she could do about
it. She had no tissue paper or handkerchief or anything. She wiped
the dribbles with her hands then wiped her hands on her skirt.

"Py Nae Kot! I'm telling you, I'm not too sure about this place!
They behave as animals. Look at them going at it where everybody
can see! How disgusting!"

President Red Dove, seeing this cultural clash, came up besides Py
Nae Kot's Mom and said, pointing, "But you see! Even though the two
of them may be going at it, as you say, notice the others give them
hardly any mind!" Indeed, as the guy and the brunette were
quenching each other's hungers, the other workers, a couple of them
even passing right by the guy's work bench, only looked at them
casually and smiled, not saying anything and not disturbing them.

Py Nae Kot, her mind finally cleared, insisted, explaining, "You
see Mom, what these people have finally come to realize, is that
sex, and the need for sex, is perfectly natural! The other people
that see them pay them no more mind than they would to someone
eating his or her lunch! That woman invited me to do it with him,
but when she saw I was not, she helped him satisfy his needs
herself. He is working on a fuel pump for an aircraft, a VERY
IMPORTANT PART! She just wants to make sure he does his job right,
with a clear mind, so there is no mistake! A pilot's life and
perhaps his passengers' lives might depend on that pump!"
Red Dove chimed in, "What your Daughter says is perfectly correct!
The hall-mark of a TRULY advanced society, among other things, is
complete ease with sex! No hang-ups, none what so ever! From what
I gather from the data brought back by our Scientists, the society
you left is advanced technically, but THAT is ALL! Their thinking
is still essentially primitive, with all the taboos and hang-ups
that go with a primitive culture."

White Dove thought about what she heard from both her Daughter and
President Red Dove. Could that be true? They themselves had no
reason to be ashamed, after all, it was the White man's society Red
Dove was talking about, not the Native Americans'. Hearing that
sexual hang-ups is a sign of a backwards culture was thought
provoking!

But what about... White Dove asked Py Nae Kot out loud, "But what
about Sunn here, your steady boy friend? If you just started
humping on that stranger over there, what should HE think or feel?"
President Red Dove spoke up, "Uh.. If I may, let me volunteer an
answer based on the prevalent thinking pattern and philosophy of
our society... Once having established that sex and the need for
sex is normal, the next step is realizing that variety keeps
interest high. Think of your favorite meal. How often do you have
that meal? Once a month? Once a week? Suppose you had that meal
EVERY DAY! For breakfast, lunch, supper, and bed-time snack! EVERY
DAY! Day in, day out! Don't you think you would get tired of it
after a while, despite the fact it is, or by that time, was, your
favorite meal?"
Py Nae Kot, her Parents and Sunn all nodded their heads in
agreement. Red Dove continued her "sermon", "In like manner, sex
with the same person, ALL OF THE TIME, ALWAYS, might, in time,
become monotonous. Sex with other people other than your special
True Love puts the kind of variety that keeps your favorite sex
partner FAVORITE! The feeling that one must be SEXUALLY faithful
to one person is ANOTHER sign of primitive thinking. But of course
such thinking naturally follows all of the restrictions, taboos and
hang-ups a primitive culture has about sex. Our society now knows,
as they have for thousands of years now, that sex with other people
other than your True Love, is NOT ONLY NOT UNFAITHFUL, but a
SERVICE to that person you truly love! I PERSONALLY would hate to
become BORED with! I WANT my special guy to have sex with anybody
he wants, for he keeps coming back to me, as enthusiastic about my
body as the day he first met me. Do you understand?"

WOW! Such words coming from the President of a country! What a
philosophy! But undeniably logical, in fact, flawlessly logical!
Such logic would have made "Mr. Spock" (of the Starship Enterprise)
proud! President Red Dove's words left Py Nae Kot's parents groping
for a response, but they could not think of anything wise enough
to be a worthy response to what they just heard.

Py Nae Kot finally said after thinking a while, "Well, Sunn, you
heard her. If you want, you can sample some of these "dishes" you
have been eyeing. Do NOT feel imprisoned by me. Sample them, then
come back to me for TRUE LOVE!"
Sunn nervously said, "W.. Well, uh, okay! Maybe! After a while."

A few seconds of silence was broken by "And you can start by
sampling ME!" said by the giant blond Secret Service Lady,
Rochelle. She had been drooling over Sunn for quite a while now!
"L.. L.. Later, m.. maybe..." replied a nervous Sunn to Rochelle
smiling sweetly at him.

After some thought, White Dove had just one more question. She
asked, "Okay now, what do you say about what God thinks of this,
you know, the Supreme God, the creator of this Universe and of
Human life?"
President Red Dove replied, "The Supreme God, as you can tell from
His art, nature and all the naturally beautiful things within it,
is, as the Bible says, a Loving God. God designed the Human body
and everything in it and of it. Interpolating the fun and good
things in nature to the Human Body, it becomes obvious to any
thinker that sex was put in place for two reasons. One, to enjoy
sex, of itself, and two, to promote reproduction. God placed the
capability of Sex within us to enjoy, BUT NOT OVER INDULGE IN, as
we should not over indulge in anything, such as eating. And
nothing, not sex or anything else should become more important to
you than God. God had it written in the Bible, and I paraphrase,
'Put NO OTHER gods before Me!' And this brings me to point out a
couple more characteristics of primitive cultures. IT IS A SIGN OF
A PRIMITIVE CULTURE TO INVENT A GOD THAT FROWNS ON SEX, DANCING,
and other ENJOYABLE things! In VERY primitive cultures, the 'god'
may be something the people themselves make, generally referred to
as an idol. More sophisticated but still primitive cultures do not
believe their god needs some man-made contrivance to operate in
their lives, but they feel that god disapproves of sex, nudity and
dancing, usually in that order. But I tell you they are fooled! Our
present-day Theologians and Psychiatrists now believe that the
tendency to believe that sex and nudity is sinful and is against
God is in actuality, AN INVENTION OF SATAN! It's a dirty,
underhanded trick to turn the masses against the worship of God!
Of course, we are speaking of satan, the supreme source of ALL
dirty underhanded tricks as well as other evil! It is another hall-
mark of a truly advanced culture, to finally put to rest, once and
for all, any and all thinking that God, who created us the way we
are, disapproves of sex or nudity. ESPECIALLY NUDITY! Nudity really
doesn't matter to God one iota! God wants us to be kind, loving,
merciful, avoid fighting and wars and hatred, and spread the news,
as much as possible, of Jesus the Savior BUT NOT RAM HIM DOWN OTHER
PEOPLES' THROATS, as some primitive cultures tend to do with their
religions! Just make the news available to people then leave it at
that. Now, do you feel okay about this? I know, from what I have
heard of the culture you came from, that our culture may come as
a shock to you."

Neither Py Nae Kot's Parents or her own liberal self have ever
heard words about Jesus, God and the enjoyment of sex come out of
the same lips, especially in such harmony. God and Jesus came forth
graciously holding sex as a gift to human-kind to enjoy along with
sunny days, pleasant cool breezes and scenic mountain trails.

White Dove was finally comfortable with the explanation, at least.
The ideas presented to her today were indeed avant-guard to say the
least, but unquestionably logical.
And the theory about SATAN being responsible for putting thoughts
into peoples' heads that nudity and sex are sinful as a trick to
turn people against the worship of what they then perceive as a
"grouchy, oppressive, no-fun-allowed type of god and religion"
really commanded consideration from any thinker.

However, Mom was still not comfortable, personally, with it.
Perhaps it was just because of how she was raised all her life and
what she was told and taught over and over again. Anyway it was
truly difficult for her to "get the feel" of this truly, highly
advanced society she now found herself in.



President Red Dove motioned for them to follow, saying, "Now,
before we take the commute train back to the Central Capital, there
are two people, well, one especially, I want you to meet, Py Nae
Kot. We pride ourselves in being honest, but I have to admit, we
had to pull some trickery over you to get you to discover our world
and the existence of it and us."

Red Dove led them to an office to the side of the hangar's work-
space. A knock on the door and who should answer, but none other
than the fellow who was the Sales Manager at Piper, back in Seattle
of the epoch they left!

Py Nae Kot's look of surprise mystified her Parents who of course
never saw him. After Red Dove introduced the fellow whose gorgeous
physique was decorated in a close fitting, jet black thong as Mike
Soaring Eagle, Py Nae Kot finally saw one of the many pieces of
that puzzle she had been grappling with before, fall neatly in
place!

And that was not all. Out from a room adjoining Mike's came a big
7-foot and 2-inch-tall, long haired blond gal, dressed only in a
pastel lavender widely split tini-skirt. Her way of walking, slow
and graceful, with the muscles of her powerful legs flexing
sensuously, was an eye-full for Blue Owl and Sunn! She was an eye-
full for Py Nae Kot too, not because of her looks, but who she was!
She was the one who passed herself off to Py Nae Kot as none other
than the big, dumpy Mr. Hingust!

Red Star ordered her, jokingly, "Jill, do your stuff!"

The big blond Amazon beauty, with her face beaming and about to
laugh, said, using Mr. Hingust's effeminate voice, "Hi! I'm Mr.
Hingust, your Flight Instructor for the EX-2000!"
Of course Py Nae Kot could not let on that she spied on her and
Mike Soaring Eagle that evening, but she did not have to pretend
surprise; just seeing her and that Mike here was TRUE surprise
enough!

The big blond Amazon continued in a soothing, soft voice of lower
register, "Actually, I am Jill Fast Hawk. I am one of the Senior
Design Engineers of the EX-2000 Land Air Vehicle. I, more than
anybody else, am capable of teaching the flying of the EX-2000. By
the way, EX-2000 IS its real name here too. But the PIPER-part, of
course, was false! Since the society of your time had no such thing
as women over 7 feet tall, I had no choice but to pass myself off
as a man. My co-operative, Mike, had no problem, since your society
DOES have a FEW seven foot men, Hulk Huligan for one. Although Mike
stood out quite a bit, he was at least credible. But a WOMAN of
over 7 feet would not have been. STRANGE, how there is such a LARGE
SIZE DISPARITY between the sexes of your society! One has to wonder
how this could be, and how sex can be accomplished between
individuals of such differing sizes. However, YOU and the two
gentlemen WITH you seem quite normal. Oh well, in any case, welcome
to the Central Mountains Republic, Py Nae Kot!"

Py Nae Kot, smiling, pleased to have all these mysteries being
unraveled one by one, had one question however. She asked, "It's
all as clear as spring-water now... except for one thing. Why did
you suggest so many times for me to fly the EX-2000 on a vacation
to Bermuda? Why Bermuda? YOU obviously don't know much about
Bermuda yourself, why did you insist on that?"
Jill replied, "Ah! The final trick to cause you to discover our
time and world! We couldn't have just come out and said, 'and now
that you can fly the EX-2000, why don't you come through a time
portal located over the Caribbean and travel through time to our
world...' you would have thought us mad! I don't know how
acquainted you are, living as far away from the Caribbean as
Seattle, with the legends of the 'Bermuda Triangle', but that is
what happened to you! As far as the airport controllers and people
of your time know, YOU are another victim of the mysterious Bermuda
Triangle! But we couldn't have told you THAT EITHER, lest you think
us out of our skulls! Even if you DID believe in stories about the
Bermuda Triangle, then you wouldn't have DARED to do such a thing!
So what happened is this: Once having talked you into vacationing
in Bermuda, we knew you would set up a flight route that would take
you across that area. I purposely did NOT teach you EVERYTHING
about the EX-2000's computer control capabilities. When you were
flying in that area, the computer, monitoring where you are from
the Earth's magnetic field and that your fuel was sufficient, was
instructed by its programming to begin the passage through the
portal. There are a number of portals invisible to anything except
special instrumentation we have developed, over that part of the
Earth of your time, and our time too. Some portals lead to the
past. Some lead to the future. One must hit it exactly, within a
few hundred feet. Once entered, the portal will conduct you through
folded over dimensions to another time. When the computer detected
the distance from the portal was close enough, it took completely
over, descended and slowed to as slow as possible and flew to the
exact location of the portal leading to our time and our world.
After passing through the portal, the EX-2000's computer, through
instrumentation it's interfaced to, simply navigated using radio
navigation signals that are emitted from our country. In this way,
the computer flew the EX-2000 to this airport... end of trip, end
of story!"

Py Nae Kot, understanding now, agreed, "Ah, I see, I see! You are
right, if someone had told me to fly out over the Bermuda Triangle
and travel through a portal to another time, I would have branded
them a nut! Literally brand, with my fist! I have not heard or at
least not paid much attention to Bermuda Triangle stories except
for one show I saw about it on TV back in the 70's. You say your
instruments can detect these things; these portals? Just what ARE
these portals, who put them there? You people?"
Jill answered explaining, "Our instruments can only detect portals
that lead to the past. We don't know why we can not detect portals
leading to the future. We are researching such instrumentation, but
the way it looks now, if such an instrument is developed, it will
also be the first instrument that can detect free roaming spirits!
You may be thinking, how did the EX-2000's computer know where the
portal was to pass through it to our time? The answer is, as
portals leading to the past are discovered, unmanned planes are
sent through first to test the portal's stability, turbulence of
passage, and exactly where it is the plane comes out. The planes
also carry instrumentation to detect whether or not the time found
has conditions that will support human life. Some unmanned planes
never come back. Then such a portal is marked off in all
navigational computer systems as a place to avoid, always. But
those where the unmanned plane DOES come back, the information
carried back is carefully studied. More unmanned test flights are
conducted, several times to test the reliability of the ability to
come back safely. Then and only then do humans dare fly a plane
through the portal into that time. When your EX-2000 passed through
the portal to the future, to our time, it was operating totally
blind! Only by zeroing in exactly on the detected locus of the
portal is it able to find it and pass through. When going into the
past, the portal is located AND CONFIRMED BY INSTRUMENTS. But no
such confirmation is possible when going back to the future."

Py Nae Kot asked, "Then you only know portals leading to the past?"
Jill replied, "Nine SAFE ones have been detected. There are some
23 others that unmanned planes do not come back from." Py Nae Kot,
wide-eyed with wonder asked, "What do you suppose happens to them?
Does a monster eat them?" Jill laughed heartily and said, "You've
been watching to many cheap sci-fi movies on time travel. This is
reality. You noticed how rough it was going through the portal,
didn't you?"
"Yeah!", Py Nae Kot said, "How could we NOT notice!?"

Jill continued, "Well, the passage through those portals are
probably too rough, and the planes, though built tough and rugged
like the EX-2000, are torn apart and destroyed. There are eleven
portals the unmanned planes SOMETIMES come back. With these, we
theorize, the portal is weak, and requires way to precise an entry
locus to use. Safe portals have a sphere of about 200 feet that
will cause entry. But some portals are so tight that you have to
be within 20 feet! And since we do not have radio navigation set
up in those past times that the portal leads to, the
instrumentation must rely upon the Earth's magnetic field to detect
position. Magnetic field navigation is not nearly accurate enough
to hit right on a totally invisible 20 foot sphere! You may have
noticed your plane flying in circles and back and forth a few times
before you began your passage. That was caused by the simple fact
that even with a 200 foot sphere, it is totally invisible and
therefore still hard to accurately pin point. The Earth's magnetic
field fluctuates sometimes, confusing the computer's sensors.
Therefore the navigational computer has to hit and miss a while
before it finally gets it! As to WHY the portals are there, THAT
is MYSTERY NUMBER ONE! WE did not put them there. They are just...
there! Period! So far as we can tell, it is a natural phenomenon...
strange, weird, uncanny, but natural!"

This was all so fantastic! Py Nae Kot wondered if she was dreaming!
Indeed, truth CAN BE A LOT stranger, and more interesting, than
fiction! It also explained much about the whole Bermuda Triangle
mystery. Those hapless planes and ships that have disappeared into
it were simply unfortunate enough to accidentally run across a
portal. Being invisible to the eye and any instrumentation of our
time, they were unable to avoid entering the portal. So they wind
up in another time, totally by random chance, and, if they survive
the passage, have no way of knowing how to get back. We all can
only hope those people that inadvertently passed through a portal,
found a way to survive in the world they found themselves in!

Py Nae Kot felt Jill would make a swell pal because they were both
interested in airplanes and flying. President Red Dove, Py Nae Kot
and the rest bid good bye to Jill and Mike after Py Nae Kot made
it clear she wants to see Jill again.



They proceeded out the hangar back into that chilly breeze. They
proceeded to the terminal buildings, through them then to the other
side of them, when Py Nae Kot saw something of interest. As they
began walking up an incline to the monorail waiting area, they had
a somewhat aerial view of the parking lots. Py Nae Kot asked, "What
are those? Are they cars?" President Red Dove replied, "Yes, you
CAN come here by car, but you do not have any yet, so I planed just
to use the train." Py Nae Kot clarified, "No, I meant to ask, are
they cars? They are so small, and shaped like torpedoes, what kind
of car are they?" Red Dove replied, "Just the cars the people that
work here come to work in. Cars will be provided for you and
company. You need only select. We will visit a store soon." Py Nae
Kot said, "Well, that sounds great, but I just wonder why they are
so small."

By now, Red Dove seemed baffled at Py Nae Kot's questions about the
many cars in the parking lots. "I don't think they're small, they
look about average to me. Most of them are one-person cars designed
to be pedaled comfortably by one person."
"Pedaled?", asked Py Nae Kot, surprised, "You mean they are pedal
powered, like bicycles?" Red Dove, baffled, said, "Well.. uh..
sure! What else?" Py Nae Kot started to reply, "Well, I just
noticed that..." then Red Dove interrupted all of a sudden, "Oh,
Oh, Oh yeah! That's right, of course, I forgot all about the
reports by the Scientists studying your world! Hah hah! I CAN BE
absent minded at times. I just take it for granted that... well..
ehem!.. to make a brief statement about that... Reports given me
by the Scientists studying your world have related to me the
stupendous use of high powered engines in your transportation
units, that I take it you call cars just like we call what WE use
cars! Yes, we can see from the prodigious consumption of fossil
fuels that must have been required for those things why there is
precious little fossil fuel in OUR time, 69 million years later.
It mystifies me why the people of your epoch use such humongous
sized and over-powered vehicles for every-day transportation. In
our culture, only the very old or the sick or injured use powered
cars. Such electric cars are no bigger than those you see down
there. And they can not go much faster than a typical person can
pedal a typical car. But by far, the VAST MAJORITY of people use
pedal-powered cars for their every day life. It would seem like to
me, those huge behemoths I have heard about in your world would be
a head-ache to maintain and find a place to park. Gosh, six of our
kind of cars can park in the same place that would be occupied by
just ONE of those things from your world!"

At this point, Py Nae Kot felt she HAD to interrupt Red Dove's
"oration" to clarify her particular position in that world, "Well,
don't blame me, I used bicycles!"
President Red Dove replied, "Indeed, reports to me about you did
relate your unusual transportation habit. I remember it all now.
It is as if you were a pioneer in your time. And a good thing too.
Judging from pictures of most people of that epoch given to me,
they appear out of shape and weak, probably from too great a
reliance on those big, engine-powered monstrosities. But I can see
from your body, you are in fine shape. For you, it will merely be
a matter of getting used to pedaling in a semi-reclining position
versus the near vertical required by... what was it you said...
bye... sickles?"
"Bicycles" Py Nae Kot reinforced. "Ah yes! We have a VERY few of
something like that here, used mostly by farmers to get around
quickly on their land. A few people in the city use them also for
faster-paced trail-touring... you know, where most people usually
hike and where you just could not use a car. They're called 'trail-
hops'!"

Py Nae Kot thought, "of course! Their term for a mountain bicycle.
They have no such thing as road bikes here, that position having
been taken by the pedal car."

In true form and fashion of a president, wouldn't you know, Red
Dove HAD to complete her thoughts. She continued her impromptu
oration, precisely where she left off from Py Nae Kot's
interruption, "Any way, as I was saying, in our society, to most
people, using a powered car has the same association with being
sick or old as using a wheel chair. Most of our people pride
themselves in the ability to use one, and pedal a car fast and far,
as a test of strength and might! They wouldn't be caught dead in
a powered car! In the Central Capital, the only other vehicle that
is commonly electric powered are the bigger trucks, and a few
buses. But that is it. I take it this will not be a problem to you
or your company?"

Py Nae Kot proudly answered, "Not to Sunn and I! As I already said,
we always used bicycles to get around. But we were definitely in
the minority! My parents may not be as up on it as I am, but
they're strong! Give 'em a week or two and they'll slip right in
to it!" Py Nae Kot's parents nodded in agreement. Her Mother added,
"And it will help take this pouch off your Father! And firm ME up
as well!"
President Red Dove responded, "Very good! Ah! Here we go! This is
where we will wait. And there's Eunice with your baggage!"

They had climbed up an incline to an elevated area where they would
wait for an electric monorail train. They turned their heads to see
the muscular Eunice literally "hitched" like a horse, to a large
cart carrying all of Py Nae Kot's, her Parents' and Sunn's baggage.
There were quite a few tightly stuffed and therefore heavy
suitcases on the cart which Eunice apparently, under the power of
her own 7 plus feet of muscles, pulled here single handedly all
that ways and up the incline. Eunice had hitched herself to the
cart through a harness that fit and held on to her wide, muscular
hips. This freed her hands and relieved her back of stooping and
straining. Py Nae Kot thought the arrangement interesting and
efficient. Eunice was NOT under any strain. Her muscles handled it
with no problem. And the harness seemed comfortable. When Eunice
saw President Red Dove, her face lit up with a big smile, "Here's
their luggage Ma'am!" she declared cheerfully.



The monorail train arrived. Py Nae Kot noticed no one driving! Red
Dove explained, "The train merely goes back and forth on the same
17-mile-track all the time, several times a day. This train plus
two others on two other separate parallel tracks, are timed
perfectly to be '120 degrees out of phase' with each other, so as
to provide fairly constant service to the Central Capital. A single
computer controls all three trains with additional controls
provided by on-board computers on each train. So, a bunch of
transistors do the driving!"

President Red Dove, her Secret Service Ladies, Py Nae Kot and
company seated themselves on a very comfortable, modern and clean
electric train. (Not unlike the monorails at our era's Disney World
in Florida, for those of you who have been there.) Before boarding,
Py Nae Kot noticed other passengers down a piece loading their
cars, their PEDAL cars that is, into cubby holes located on either
end of each train car. With two rows of three cubby holes each on
either end, a total of 12 pedal-cars could be accommodated. People
just put them in themselves. When Py Nae Kot inquired of Red Dove,
she explained, "Some people commute by train and bring their cars
along. You can commute from the Central Capital by car road. It is
a beautiful little winding, moderately hilly, smoothly paved trail
cutting through the forest that lies between the airport and the
Central Capital. It is very pleasant just to use one's own car. But
some may prefer the train. But the train DOES make you wait,
especially if you just miss the last one. They are separated by
about 20 or 30 minutes."

Before boarding themselves, Py Nae Kot had also noticed the busy
Eunice pulling the cart with luggage to an extreme end of the
train. She pulled the entire cart into a train car via a loading
ramp. Eunice's big muscles easily horsed the cart full of baggage
up the sharp incline of the ramp. Cart, baggage and Eunice
disappeared into the train car, so that is where she was going to
ride.

After waiting a bit, the train finally smoothly took off across the
forest between the airport and the Central Capital. It was a most
pleasant ride. Py Nae Kot waited anxiously to see what the Central
Capital would be like.

As they approached the city, Py Nae Kot saw huge panel like things
held in the air by structures. They were here, there, some over the
forest, some over the city itself. Py Nae Kot's "What are those?"
question received the explanation from President Red Dove that they
are the Central Capital's Solar Collectors. Acres and acres of them
circle the city and stand in the midst of it as well. Producing
thousands of megawatts of electricity, they are the Central
Capital's main source of electricity. Another major contributing
source is hydro-electric. In addition, scattered pockets of
apartments that get their electricity from alcohol burning engine-
generators still exist, but are slowly giving way to solar. Red
Dove also pointed out a farm-field full of amber colored grain,
with waves coursing through them from the wind like an ocean. As
they passed over the grain field, Red dove said this and other
fields like it, some located in the City itself, provide the
alcohol used by the engines. The grain was bred thousands of years
ago for high alcohol yield for use by such engine-generators when
they were much more prevalent.

Later, Py Nae Kot noticed the inner city solar panels. Huge they
were, and many of them. Rows and rows, were tilted to face the sun.
Bluish in the distance, it was obvious they were enormous. They
somewhat looked like ventilation louvers for the entire city! A
spin off benefit of the solar panels is that they provided acres
and acres of shade for the city that otherwise would get
insufferably hot in summer like most cities do.

The Central Capital appeared huge and was, according to President
Red Dove's account of the population which stand at nearly 9
million. This would put the Central Capital in the same league as
Los Angeles, New York, Paris-France or GwangZou-China and such. So
it certainly was not a little hick-town.

The elevated monorail arrived to the Central Capital and continued
high above for a while, on its elevated track. Later, the track
suddenly descended, passed ground level and on underground
effectively making it into a subway. Red Dove explained the train
will stop in a station where one can connect to other regular
subways. After proceeding underground in total darkness for a while
with only very dim lights in the train-car, their train arrived and
stopped, sure enough, in an underground station.

They stepped off and were joined by Eunice pulling the cart. Other
people were milling about, boarding, disembarking and waiting for
subways and the monorail.

SURE ENOUGH, to Py Nae Kot's interest and Sunn's, and her Parent's
surprised notice, all of the people were indeed dressed similar to
Eunice, Rochelle, Deborah and the people at the hangar. Men, Women,
all with nice to great physiques, wore only the scarcest of
clothes. Some were totally nude. Sunn counted nine nude women,
while Py Nae Kot counted and ogled, only, two nude men. All were
going about their business as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
Well almost. The attire of Py Nae Kot's parents and Sunn, with
their long pants and long sleeved jackets drew some notice by the
closer members of the masses. Of course the President Red Dove and
her two Secret Service Ladies drew attention too, after all, there
was their PRESIDENT! By far, the VAST MAJORITY were the bigger
race, the T-2K race as designated by Genetic Engineers.

The attention drawn by the President seemed unusually small though.
Usually there would be hordes of press awaiting the President's
disembarkment of the train. But not ONE reporter was to be seen.
Perhaps the system they use of keeping the President's every
activity away from the press was more efficient. The two Secret
Service Ladies and Eunice kept themselves tightly around President
Red Dove. "Hey! There's the PRESIDENT!" was heard a number of times
and was beginning to become more frequent.

Flanked by the two big Secret Service Ladies, President Red Dove
hustled over to the side of the under-ground area and into a dark
chamber. A heavy steel door was in the far wall of the chamber.
They strode over to it where Red Dove produced a tiny little disk
from a hidden pocket on the inner side of her clothes. She inserted
it in a slot causing the door to electrically open with a grinding
and heavy rumble. A big, over seven foot tall female guard sporting
short orange hair with bangs almost to her green eyes stood behind
the door with a mean looking automatic weapon. Her muscular body
was nicely decorated in a fluorescent-green thong bikini that
contrasted nicely with her almost perfectly orange hair. Topless,
her only other clothes were shiny black, light-weight boots of
ankle length. They entered and closed the door behind them. Now in
a tunnel by themselves, they escaped the pressing crowds. President
Red Dove laughed and said, "Sorry about all this dark tunnel stuff,
but a President has to live this way!"

They entered and walked and walked, with Eunice faithfully taking
up the rear with the cart full of their baggage. They climbed
sometimes, descended sometimes. The tunnels were damp and chilly.
An occasional rat or rats would be seen. They passed a point that
had a service way to a bunch of pipes and valves. Sunn and Py Nae
Kot both spied turtles, lizard like things and several rats in
there by the edge of a small pool of dirty water. "Golly!" Remarked
Sunn, "I expect to see the Teen-age Mutant Ninja Turtles and
Splinter any time now!" That produced a hearty laugh from Py Nae
Kot and some laughter from her Parents. Of course President Red
Dove and Secret Service and Eunice did not know what that meant.
Py Nae Kot explained briefly of the reptilian TV heroes of their
time. Red Dove remarked, "You never know what you'll run across
down here in this dark world!"

At last they climbed up a considerable ways and finally emerged in
a beautiful park-like setting. Bullet shaped pedal-cars were parked
around. The cars were ordinary looking except for the fact that
they were built for two or three and had heavily tinted windows.

Eunice moved the baggage into a large pedal-car with a cargo bay
for carrying things. When she closed the doors over it, she entered
the single seat for the driver who pedals the thing. When all doors
were closed, it had a sleek, streamlined form.

President Red Dove seated herself into a one-person pedal-car, and
the two Secret Service Ladies each seated themselves into a large
pedal-car that had two additional seats without pedals for
passengers. Sunn and Py Nae Kot entered one such pedal-car with
Rochelle who, by the way, was still eyeing Sunn with hungry
interest! Rochelle saw to it she pedaled the car that Sunn would
sit in. Deborah took Py Nae Kot's parents in the other passenger
pedal-car. These pedal-cars had all three seats in a row, one
behind the other. The seats were semi-reclining and low to the
ground. This conformed to the vehicle's sleek, missile-like lines.
As mentioned, the rear two seats had no pedals, making these
particular pedal-cars apparently designed for escorting
dignitaries. All the pedal-cars had doors that closed or slid shut,
some what like the design of a fighter-jet cockpit door.

With everybody seated, Rochelle with Py Nae Kot and Sunn took off
first. The President in her single-person car followed, with the
other passenger pedal-car behind the President's. Finally, Eunice,
in her "freight" pedal-car took up the rear. The park turned out
to be fully enclosed and fenced. The fence was covered with a heavy
growth of vines. One could not see through. They passed through a
vine-covered gate which was unlocked and opened by a male guard
with a gorgeous physique decorated only by a white thong bikini.
Py Nae Kot's eyes were opened double wide as she scanned that hunk
up and down! But a big automatic weapon, some kind of machine gun
that he was holding made her nervous. Indeed, President Red Dove
is surrounded at all times by considerable security and secrecy.

They followed a winding road with big trees and bushes and
occasional armed guards on either side. Most of the guards were
women, along with a few men. They were all decorated in brief,
white thong bikinis. After a bit, they arrived to a public street.
In their ordinary looking pedal-cars, they were able to emerge into
and use public streets without notice.

They waited for traffic to clear - they moved, turning left...

Py Nae Kot, Sunn and her Parents ENTERED ANOTHER WORLD!

It was ALREADY another world, but so far consisted of Aircraft
Technicians, Presidents, Body Guards, and other special or
appointed people.

But NOW, they were into the Central Mountains Republic ITSELF!
Among the REAL people; the masses. Py Nae Kot, Sunn and her Parents
experienced sights worthy of being registered into the most
forgetful of memories!

Their own pedal-cars joined a line of traffic made of all pedal-
cars. But it was the sights on the side-walk that captured the eyes
of Py Nae Kot and company!

There they were, the typical citizens of Central Capital, Central
Mountains Republic, in their skimpy attire! Mostly T-2K race, the
huge, muscle-women and their equal-sized male counterparts wore g-
strings and thongs, leaving acres and acres of gorgeous bodies,
male and female, exposed to cool breezes and, mostly from Py Nae
Kot and company, staring, roving eyes!

Maybe half the big T-2K ladies were fully nude while maybe 20
percent of the men exposed all to elements and eyes.

Again, Py Nae Kot was treated to that wonderful phenomenon of
spontaneous erection on the guys! Py Nae Kot intensely wished to
stop the pedal-car she was "trapped" in to see what one fellow was
going to do... about 14 inches of not-quite-hard but well erected
penis! Those half-way erections were the most interesting to Py Nae
Kot!
Not hard enough to stand straight up with penis head right at
belly-button-level with that luscious comma-like curve so
excellently designed for penetration... "Whew, man!" breathed Py
Nae Kot as she remembered hungrily gazing at one a little
earlier...
Such a partially erected male-part extends far from his body,
waving around and up-down as if made of heavy rubber. A semi-hard
penis seems to be pointing out this gal or that gal to its owner
saying "push me into that one!".

Py Nae Kot stared, lusting after that guy with that thing sticking
out from his body so far... and with that big head on it... "OOHHH,
that would feel good goin' in me!" Py Nae Kot dreamed!

As their pedal-car passed, Py Nae Kot tried to see what would
happen. Two nude ladies were walking casually toward the guy on the
sidewalk, facing right at him! He was walking, or trying to, in
the opposite direction. The two women were gabbing away. Py Nae Kot
almost twisted her neck off as she strained to see...
The guy's penis perked up a little more - he said something to one
of the women as they passed - she smiled... Py Nae Kot could not
hear of course.
One of the ladies thrust out her hand and grabbed his penis, rubbed
it up and down once then released it. The two ladies continued
walking casually, both looking back at the guy giving him inviting
smiles and saying something.

By this time, Py Nae Kot was losing sight of the action as her
pedal-car forged ahead. Another guy approached and passed the guy
with the now fully erected, hard penis. After that, a lone woman
wearing only a g-string was next to approach the guy...
The pedal car turned a corner and so denied Py Nae Kot of anymore
"live-action"! But then her head whirled around as her neck, like
a twisted spring, straightened itself - then she saw another guy
with a completely hard penis!

Sunn had been looking too, curious what these guys with spontaneous
erections would do. Sunn thought how embarrassing it would be!

Py Nae Kot finally had to ask, "Say, Rochelle, why did those two
women just ignore that guy with that big cock sticking out all over
the place!? Man, I would've..."
"You have to remember, we see that all the time!" Rochelle answered
before Py Nae Kot finished her question. "If we gals jumped on
every hard cock we saw, we'd go crazy! Those two ladies probably
already had enough earlier, or didn't have time, or, maybe they
told him to stay there and they'll be back... who knows. That guy
just needs to stand there or walk along with that thing sticking
out and some other gal, a hungry one, will eventually come! Don't
worry about it! Sometimes a guy just gets horny for no reason, even
with no women around. Happens to women too, it's just not as
obvious, that's all."
"I saw her grab his cock with her hand! What was THAT for?" asked
Py Nae Kot.
"Nah! She's just teasing him! You do it too, don't you? We women
often tease guys, you know, make 'em beg! Then when we give it to
'em, they think it's wonderful!"
Py Nae Kot added, "I saw another woman walking his way, but we
turned a corner and..."
"Well, there you go! Maybe SHE will let him in, then again, maybe
not! Depends on if she's hungry. If she is, she'll grab him,
they'll step off the side-walk and go at it!"
"In public!?" Py Nae Kot asked incredulously, even though she saw
such action at the airport's hangar earlier. Even Py Nae Kot found
it difficult to embrace what she is seeing as real...
"Well, not right on the side-walk I suppose. They'll step to the
side to be out of peoples' way but I assume they'll do it right on
that grassy lawn or something."
"Wow, where everybody can see!?" Py Nae Kot asked additionally.
Py Nae Kot saw it at the airport's hangar, almost did it herself,
and heard Red Dove's "speech". But still, seeing it here, in the
openness of a public setting, it was difficult even for Py Nae Kot
to absorb...
"Why not!?" Replied Rochelle, then continued, "Say, what's the big
deal!? It's just what people do! If it comes over you, it comes
over you! Then you deal with it so you can clear your head and get
on with your day's activities!"

"WOW! SUCH FREEDOM!" Py Nae Kot breathed excitedly, knowing that
she too, would soon join this fun society!

Py Nae Kot's Mother, White Dove, seeing all this too, wondered if
it all could be... practical! She asked Rochelle, "But these
people, all of them naked for the most part, are they...
professionals? You know, like ANY city, its side-walks, whatever...
are we looking at... well, like Bankers, Dentists, Doctors,
Lawyers, Computer Programmers, Technicians... you know, people like
that?"
Rochelle replied, "I have not been told everything about what kind
of place it is that you all come from, but all I can tell you, is
yes, those... that you mentioned and more... are what we see on
these side-walks! It's just past noon-time now, so I think a lot
must be on their noon-time breaks. So no telling who you might
see..."
"What about Policemen?" Sunn butted in.
"What about them? What aspect of Police do you want to know,
Sweetie?" Rochelle responded with a dulcet voice just for Sunn.
"How do they dress?"
"Well, like everybody else... with the addition of special
equipment. They wear arm-bands that have insignia of their
precinct... they wear special shoes good for running, they wear
hats with a badge that also indicates their precinct... uh... let's
see... well, they wear some kind of weapon, usually a high-powered
chemical-burn-spray... and sometimes guns. Oh!, and as to their
personal clothes, while on the job, they're all supposed to wear
white..."
"You mean, like, their thongs? Their g-strings?" Sunn interrupted.
"Yes! Well, most are told to wear thongs... it looks more
professional, but whatever, they're supposed to be white. And oh,
90 percent of Police are Women, they work out with bone-crushing
weights, practice sprint running and pedaling their cars fast. You
know, those are required to catch the bad people! Oh, and their
cars are always white with 'POLICE' on the side and markings
indicating their precinct. There goes one now!..."
Rochelle pointed out a Police (pedal) Car as it made a turn ahead.
A handsome sight, it gleamed snow-white with black lettering along
with red insignia markings.
Sunn wished he could see the Police Lady inside... but perhaps he
will get a chance later!

So they continued to absorb, with keen fascination, the sights of
this new world as they continued their way.




Py Nae Kot and company were taken to President Red Dove's quarters,
that is to say, her Presidential home and offices or the nearest
thing these people have to the White House. As they approached the
Presidential Headquarters Building or P.H.B. as it is sometimes
called, Py Nae Kot and company noticed a handsome structure.
Smaller than Washington's White House (smaller (less)
government!?), Py Nae Kot thought it was much nicer looking than
the White House, or at least than what she has seen in books or on
TV of the White House.

The Presidential Headquarters Building was made of shiny gray
marble. It was trimmed in bluish-gray lines and polished, silvery
trim. The structure was carefully designed for a "formal balance"
type of composition. It sat in a lawn, (again, a much smaller lawn
than the White House's lawn) of soft, green grass appointed with
flower gardens.

But the most eye-catching thing of all to them, Native North West
Americans that they are, were two, lofty, sky-reaching TOTEM POLES!
That's right, real, presumably authentic, totem poles! They stood,
stately sentinel on either side of the Presidential Headquarters
Building's lawn. The sculptured features of the spirits depicted
were highly detailed. Although the two totems stood on the lawn in
formal balance, each totem, however, had different spirits
depicted. Not made of wood, but a very lustrous yellow gold. Py Nae
Kot wondered if it was REAL gold!

She asked, "Say, Rochelle! Do you know if those totem poles are
real gold?"
"Quarter-inch gold plating! Such a large structure couldn't stand
if it was all gold, since gold's a little soft, you know. The
totems were cast in type-C duralmite then electro-plated with gold.
They continued the electro-plating process until the gold
accumulated to a quarter inch."

And it was a pretty lane leading up to the Presidential
Headquarters Building's entrance. Flowers lined the drive-way and
trees similar to elms and maples arched over head.

After arriving, they were given meals and given a chance to relax.
With in these quarters, sure enough, those high government
officials were almost all "Beta" Race. They had to keep remembering
they were NOT among American Indians, but in the Central Mountains
Republic of an epoch in time 69 million years removed from their
own!

Their attire had more to it than the simple attire of the masses.
The women were dressed similar to President Red Dove although in
"quieter" colors, such as white, grayish blues, and black. The men
had what appeared to be a one-piece tank-top -plus-thong
combination which Py Nae Kot thought was interesting and sexy.
Almost all the men who wore this wore black.

They, women and men both, averaged 6 and 1/2 feet tall at around
220 to 250 pounds, just about Py Nae Kot's size. They all had
excellent physiques. Although their muscles were not so massive as
the average T-2K race, their muscles were well proportioned. They
all had nice, well muscled legs. After seeing the prevalent use of
the pedal-car, Py Nae Kot could see why their legs were in such
good condition.

Anyway, due to her very similar appearance, Py Nae Kot would have
no trouble passing herself off as a Central Mountains Republic
Native and a government official at that!

Py Nae Kot also saw a few T-2K types in there too that were
introduced to her as this and that type of officer. Unlike their
Beta counterparts, these two women were dressed in thongs, only,
of solid colors and non-mesh material. The cut of the thongs were
ever so slightly more conservative than the typical "street" kind.
They were topless, and had nice hair-styles.

So after meals and a period of time to relax, President Red Dove
came for them again and invited them to her office. In her office
were a number of other Officers, all looking very Native American
in their faces, but wearing the clothes just described. Py Nae Kot
was liking this place more and more as she saw more and more of it.

After some introductory conversation, they became serious.
President Red Dove led the way with the statements and the
question:

"Miss Py Nae Kot, let's drill down to it, we believe that you are
the same as us. As I told you, our people, beginning with another
Py Nae Kot of that time, mysteriously appeared on the scene 3500
years ago. When our people first came, their methods of writing and
keeping records were most insecure to say the least. They didn't
have a WRITTEN language at all. Although there IS that movie the
Py Nae Kot of history supposedly produced or helped produced.
Doctor Lynn Peree will show you where you can borrow or buy it
tomorrow. I watched it 43 years ago in school. It is required
viewing for all Beta Race. But I was a girl then and didn't pay
that much attention. So I don't remember much.
"Anyway, the movie puts forth the generally accepted theory that,
as I mentioned before, Py Nae Kot of history and the rest of us
arrived, apparently guided by a Goddess, through a time-portal to
this world. From there, we took over the leadership, but not the
land, and guided the people with greater skill, apparently, than
they were doing themselves. But we didn't take over their land.
Even to this day, the vast majority of Beta Race lives here, in
Central Capital. Our Scientists relate to me, that the race you are
a part of, had their land taken away from them and that you are
severely oppressed by those invaders. Could you clarify or expand
on that?"

"I most certainly could!" Py Nae Kot began emphatically. "It's a
horrendous mess! Never before in the history of the Earth, up to
our time anyway, has there been a more glaring case of blatant
disregard to another nation's right to exist in peace, undisturbed
and their sovereignty in tact! A race of beings, pale as off-white
paper and whose men sometimes have hair over their bodies like
apes... well, not that thick, but anyway... just came stomping,
storming in, pushing the original occupants aside with no more
regard than somebody pushing boxes aside as they walk or make a
clearing in a near-full ware-house! Then after that, the invaders
take all our good land away, herded us into worthless tracts of
land called reservations where we are supposed to be autonomous but
not really, and then regard us as little more than animals! It's
the most belligerent, callused, dastardly shit-headed thing that
one race has EVER done to another! Why I never heard of such..."
"ALL RIGHT PY NAE KOT, ENOUGH!" demanded her Mother, White Dove.
In calmer words, White Dove expanded on what Py Nae Kot said so
emotionally about the Native American - White American situation.

After listening but saying nothing, Sunn, yes, meek, quiet,
thoughtful even submissive, unusual for a Native American man,
Sunn, began a line of questioning that led to a startling question
that surprised even the hot-tempered Py Nae Kot. Gentle though he
may be, he still perhaps possesses that Native American Warrior-
Brave blood...

"President Red Dove Ma'am, you have spoken of technology put under
your control. But indeed, since I've been here, I have seen signs
of an advanced technology. Do you all have a big military and
advanced weapons? What are your weapons like?"
"We have a military that is just in the process of forming and
growing. It is due to the world around us, primitive before,
suddenly acquiring the technology from us BEFORE they are
sociologically ready for it. Therefore they pose a danger to our
national security. As to weapons, Commander Linda White Hawk can
fill you in..."

"A partial list of weapons we possess... partial due to the fact
some weapons are classified secret... that is until we know for
sure who you people are... would include, and I list only the more
advanced ones. Ordinary weapons we possess I think are obvious..."

Commander Linda White Hawk rattled off some pretty space-age
sounding stuff!:
"For the Infantry, the combination of machine-gun and infra-red ray
gun forms a formidable advance! Our War-Hawk-6 machine-guns need
only be pointed in the general direction of the enemy and fired...
the advancing enemy falls, one upon the other, in rapid succession.
Our Burn-Snake-8 infra-red ray guns can burn through and sometime
blow up tanks. We would go in with ALL Burn-Snake-8's if it weren't
for the fact they need to build up a charge about 8 to 20 seconds
after being fired, depending on the beam-flash intensity setting.
"Our Air Force, which now consists only of two to three planes of
each kind, currently under test by Test Pilot Debra Fighting Eagle,
who by the way is T-2K Race, include the hopeful Eagle-18. It has
a fuselage made of Duralmite A-5, making it so tough as to be
resistant to any kind of bomb. They have to be taken out by large,
land based infra-red ray-guns... or a head-on collision with
another... or with a mountain! They are capable of mach 9, have a
no-lox ceiling of about 50,000 feet, and can fly to over 60,000 if
fueled, optionally, with lox in their secondary tanks and so
configured before take off. They carry a much more powerful version
of the infra-red ray-gun that the infantry carries plus forward and
rear-firing missile launchers.
"We have a self-piloting missile-jet that can take off and cruise
to where ever needed and deliver anything from conventional, to
nuclear, to quark-type bombs.

"Then you all have nuclear weapons?"

"Affirmative."

"What was that other one? A quartz-bomb?"

"Hah-hah! No, it's pronounced QUARK, a quark bomb. They are the
next stage up from a nuclear fusion, that is, hydrogen fusion bomb.
They are on the order of 100 times more destructive than a Hydrogen
fusion bomb. They are to be used sparingly therefore in any war.
If used, a 20 mile crater will exist where a city of 10 million
once was, plus there will be hurricanes and tornadoes produced up
to 200 miles of the blast. They have the distinct advantage,
however, of leaving almost NO residual radiation, making them a
weapon that effects only the enemy, not the whole world and its
ecology like the atomic fission or hydrogen fusion bombs do. By
the way, such bombs CAN be delivered by the afore-mentioned Eagle-
18 fighter-jet, if necessary."

Then Sunn popped his question, "Such weapons sound like they are
superior to anything the United States or the Soviet Union of our
era has. Do you think you people could invade the North American
Continent and take it back from the Whites?"
"SUNN! HOW COULD YOU THINK SUCH A THING!?" scolded Py Nae Kot.
"How could you NOT think of it!? As you said yourself, the Whites
invaded our lands without mercy. They used their might of weaponry
to defeat us. Now we find this era where the American Indian has
come into his own! We could, and would have the justification, to
take our lands back."
"HMMM!" Py Nae Kot pondered. Large scale war and nuclear bombs had
always turned her off. But applied to the retaking of American
Indian lands...
"Py Nae Kot! Sunn! You should remember what Jesus said, FORGIVE!"
White Dove said.
"But Jesus also indicates we should be strong!" said Blue Owl."

Finally Commander Linda White Hawk said, "From the intelligence
supplied me, I surmise we, once we manufacture sufficient quantity
of the weaponry mentioned, could launch a successful invasion
force. But, if I'm not mistaken, President Red Dove, that is far
from being contemplated."

"True," President Red Dove began. "We are dealing with time travel.
If a people of a planet's future effects that planet's past, it
could so disrupt the currents and eddies of time as to cause the
forces that manufactured the future people to change, possibly
causing the future people's very existence to be canceled. Until
we have more data, and have a cause to, an invasion of your time
epoch is out of the question."





After that meeting concluded, Py Nae Kot and company were taken by
Officers to see the town. President Red Dove did not accompany them
due to other matters she had to tend to.

Later, Py Nae Kot and company were escorted by government officials
to a dealership of pedal-cars where they would select pedal-cars
the government would pay for. The dealership was frequented by many
of the Beta Race and so had pedal-cars of their size. The shopping
experience was very interesting to Py Nae Kot, an avid cyclist-
commuter. When she test drove some, she found the pedal-cars a VERY
effective transportation tool. They were comfortable, the enclosed
body would keep off chilly winds and rain, and they were FAST!!
Although heavy feeling at the pedals, continuously applied effort
just seemed to produce higher and higher speeds. Although
acceleration was slow, before one knew it, the speed indicator
would be showing (after converting from their units of distance to
our mile) 40 and 45 miles per hour! ALL pedal-cars had a two way
"public-band" radio. Only some had stereo systems.

Py Nae Kot and Sunn, both experienced cyclists, took to the pedal-
cars as if second nature. But Py Nae Kot's Parents had to become
accustomed to them and to learn. And their speed performance was
not so good and Py Nae Kot's and Sunn's. But in this society where
the pedal-car is almost the ONLY way to get around, surely after
easing in to it a few weeks, the health benefits for her Parents
would be ENORMOUS!

After purchasing the pedal-cars, Py Nae Kot and company were shown
to their hotel rooms and given bank accounts accessible at any
store by a tiny disc they were given. The disk, inserted into the
store's computer terminal/cash register combination, gave bank
account numbers and other data necessary for the store's computer
system to move funds electronically from their accounts to the
stores account. The little disks were called "credisks". Not like
a credit card where money is borrowed, the credisks cause the
movement of funds from savings in one's own bank account.



So finally, there they were. Relaxing in a nice hotel room, 11
stories up, overlooking a Central Capital that had an orange pall
imparted by a sky a-glow with orange... and red, and yellow. From
horizon to zenith, the colors began with bright, pure red
graduating to orange then to yellow, pale yellow and then blue
which graduated to dark blue and star-spangled black above. Py Nae
Kot and Sunn contemplated the day's exciting events. Py Nae Kot's
parents were set up in another, adjoining hotel room.

A quick look at the television revealed "relaxed" broadcasts, not
nearly so tightly timed to the split second as United States
broadcasts. News broadcasts were dry, devoid of the sensationalism
they were used to with U.S. news shows. They reported what was
pertinent and really news-worthy. And most interestingly, the main
newscaster, the "Anchor", was not completely human. It was
apparently an excellently animated computer graphic along with
voice synthesizer! The graphic showed a man with an excellent
physique featuring big pecs. His face and hair were impeccably
styled and neat. Py Nae Kot watched with saucer-big eyes, but alas,
he was not real. Oh well, she DID see plenty of REAL ones that day.

The Weather Person was a real human female, of the T-2K race,
dressed in, you guessed it, something skimpy. Sunn ogled the well
built, well muscled woman appointed by only a gaudy, bright red
thong. Her hair, bright orange and short with bangs, was pert and
full-bodied. Topless, her firm breasts held high by big chest-
muscles and proud, erect posture, sported large nipples that could
have done the job of the pointer she was using, pointing out facts
on the weather-map! All this along with a sweet sounding pretty
voice; she was a delight to listen to and watch!

Later that night, after laying down in a bed, 69 million years
removed into the future from their former beds, Py Nae Kot pondered
is this really happening... it was so fantastic! Here they were
lying here, surrounded by a city of another time; a completely
removed epoch in Earth history!

Right now, as a city simmered down to night time calm, vapors in
the air were all that was left of a society they once lived in. The
society they left behind was so far back in history from these
people as to be PRE-historic!

Py Nae Kot stared out the window to a million twinkling eyes still
up there, still twinkling away after 69 million years passage. The
stars were clearly visible in this pollution-free big city. Her
thoughts drifted to all the problems, all the concerns, the
struggles, the triumphs and just generally the times which were
all, along with their things, AND THEIR physical bodies, ALL...
DUST IN THE WINDS! Dust, drifting in the breezes blowing gently
now, over the Central Capital, Central Mountains Republic, June 7,
year 6970-1987!