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"did you pack the baggage yourself?" asked the security gard at the bus terminal. the young girl gazed up at the security uniform and saw the pair of bumps in the gard's shirt. that meant lady. her hair? her eyes continued upward ignoring the query short hair. the gard must feel like a man. maybe she was attracted to ladies the way men are attracted to women. she felt a little jealous that her own pair of shirt bumps were much smaller. finally she answered "either way you will put the baggage in a machine." the gard said "true, if you say someone else packed we will scan it and if you know someone else packed you WILL lie that you allowed people to put it in. and in your case we will search the suitcase." i wanna be there when you open it" insisted the young teen girl. the security gard chuckled "we are security we keep you safe we are the ones who must follow the rules" the young teen named tina felt embarrasd that strangers wuld be looking at the panties that she packed that was personal. they would see all her personal stuff. she had wanted to bring her magazines but decided they would see it in the x ray device and she would be embarrased that they knew which type of magazine she read. a man would bring worse magazines and not care but she was more sensitive so she had not packed her magazinees only clothing and now strangers would see her panties as they searched for who knows what. she guessed they had to check hers as na excuse to check the bggage of people dressed like muslims only by harrassing nn-muslims they could say "everyone equally harasd" but she hated that they would see her personal pantes. and which box of pads she brought. she should have listend to her pa not to pack anything personal and anyway they would probably lose the bag and she would not have her panties and ergo need to buy new panties at the destination... anyway so better not to pack any and simply buy new at the destination.

her pa had joked she could buy a cheap newspapaer and have 40 paper panties. men were gross.

tina did not know the real reason that they took hher baggage.

it was a dark blue rectangle. her parents had offerd to buy a case for her but she did not trust them to choose a nice one. so she had driven to the mall parked her pa's car and chose a suitcase. then she had driven home and stuffed her clothinin inside. everybody saw her dresses when she wore them but people were not supposed to see her panties and bras they were supposed to be covered because they were the unique lady shape only ladies have that shape not men... and now the gards woud be pretending to search for bombs and "gifts" imported without tax and probably search for powder drugs and use that excuse to see her personal panties and bras. 

"if i dont agree?" asked tina? "then you cant get on th ebus and we will suspect you are hiding something--just put it in xray you will see no bombs--you said bombs now we will search your body--i said NO bombs--oh well that is what a bomber would say so get in the booth so we can search you--just use the magnet wand--fine. they took her blue baggage away. she imagined them opening it and feeling around unfolding her personal panties holding them and saying filthy words and jokes about stuff that men laugh about. men are gross.

she did not know that in the other room they used one of many "oddly-shaped" keys to unlock the lock on her zipper open the zipper of the case and add a box and envelope without even seeing her clothing.

tina stood while the lady-gard waved the wanda all around her  and afterward walked thru the doorway of the detector. she went to the door of the office where two men had taken her blue baggage and waited. the door buzd open and a guy rolld her blue rectangle out the door and returned her bag.

she puld it to the door with number 6. bus number 241 came instantly. she would have missed her bus if the gards had been slower... and not been the "last minute" if they had let her thru quickly. she stuck her case under the bus and climbed up into the bus. 

it left the bus terminal on schedule... pland for the timing of the red lights so as it reached each intersection the bus went thru. the bus soon entered the rural style road. it went out from her city named west-ham and moved toward the next town. the road had one lane on each side of the center lane where the bus drove.

after twenty minutes on the main road called 4 the bus reached the town. some people exited the bus and took out their baggage. she hoped that was the case that they would take only "their" baggage not hers then she would lose the dresses that she liked.

she did not see that already a stranger was touching her bag... and it was not a passanger from the bus! agent aron was ready at the town of tiny-vil he knew which key for this misiion and unlokd tina's lock he unzipd and felt for the box and easily found it and puld it out... while agent alis talked to the driver and asked if anybody was acting suspicious. now that the box was in his hand he zipd the case shut and snapd her lock shut.

he radioed to alis "target acquired." alis was listening to the driver complain that people were acting suspicious and pointed to certain ones... and alis pretended to look and listen until she heard the signal from aron "target acquired" alis interrupted the driver "thanks for warning us we will watch them." she exited the bus while the driver shouted "wait i did not warn you what they said." but alis knew her mission... and that the terrorists that the driver had noticed were the ones they were watching and that they had plastic explosives under their clothing which the doorway detector had not known... but they knew due to the address that they came from and that they would explode that bus too... alis knew all this and that she would not interfere due to the big plan. 

one in this group was a genius and if he was gonna kill HIMSELF that would be simpler than trying to outsmart him and despite knowing he would kill the people in the bus from west ham well... that was HIS action and better not to stop this group so the genius terrorist would die too. 

even aron did not know that part of the plan he just needed to get the box with the device that army needed... but feard spies would intercept in mail or shoot the guy delivering... this was the best method. as tina rode her bus away from the checkpoint where some travelers alighted to the ground alis met aron who showed her the box. "sheets" cusd alis she did not know the carrier was on that bus! the envelope was still in the compartment for the second stop and aron did not know about the bombs!

alis phoned her contact at the bus company to instruct the driver to change route!

she knew the bomb plan was to eplode the bus in the second town caalled smallvil because that is where the army base for artilleery storage was. yet the envelope needed to be deliverd to the THIRD stop because they could not trust mailing it!

the idiots had only told her about the bomb and aron about the carrier but she did not know about the carrier until aron showed her that he had successfully "extracted" the device... from tina's blue baggage.

the driver of the 241 bus announced that the route was changed they would add an additional stop to the pland list of stops. one guy openly dresd as a muslim ran to the driver to aargue that he needed to get to his town "on scheduule" and the driver said "if you argue get off the bus." so the muslim named muhamed ahmed returnd t his seat and used his cellular hone to ask if he should abort or wait? boss ahmed fatima said "Patience! the location is important not the time".

they did not know that all this would save some soldiers lives.

alis also radioes agent abby who was in the bus. she was a new agent planted for gaurding the carrier... and alis did not know which bus abby was in until aron showed her that he had recoverd the device. so she orderd abby to invite tina to a drink at the aded city. 

abby had orders to escort the bus four stops and meet a man at the fourth... her major knew that the man at the fourth stp would never see this bus as it would never arrive but hid this from agent abby.

abby walked to tina... actually she saw the imij photograph in her app and searched the bbus for that face until finding tina. she told tina "i need help with a food delivery you can make a quick 50 euro if you help me." tina askd "wadya mean quik? i wanna get to my school dormitory."--"real quick and i will pay the first ten euro NOW to show i am real". abby showed the paper bill for fifty euro and the coin for ten euro. "see the fitty?" abby urged hoping tina would agree. as predicted tina agreed and believed it would be quick.

soon the bus arrived in ramat-gan terminal in the district named wales.

agent abby and tina went out from the bus and alighted on the ground. tina wanted to check that her bag was "not lost yet" but agent abby explained that ramat was not a scheduled stop and nobody was expecting to go out so they would not open the luggage section. "good" said tina... believing the lie. the duo walked to the first building barely ninety paces from the post for the bus stop. around the building was a large empty area with dying yellow grass in a broad yellow patch extending from the road far to the side and around the post of the bus stop. 

behind the duo... agent addel was activated. addel had been at home in ramat until agent alis cald her and said to rush to bus 241 as it arrived for the emergency stop in ramat gan. there was a bomb on the bus! [this detail was true] therefore she must remove the blue suitcasse with the ticket code y234 and bring it to the bomb squad without causing any panic. as these plans materialized into action what was happening at the second stop?

soldiers from the artillery base were orderd to transfer to the base in grand-ham. sub-general lee would lead a group of elite soldiers specially trained from the artillery base. they must herry so they do not miss bus... 241. sub-general lee hurried his troops to the bus terminal. his unit reached the row of coverd shacks as a bus arrived "dammit" cusd lee before he saw that it was not bus 241.

the group reached the simple "bus stop shack" with a roof to protect from rain and cover from sun.

today alreay rain fell so water dripd from the roof of the cshack but now the roof coverd the soldiers from the sun.

whie they waited for the bus one low rank chekd his phone app for the bus schedule of 241. it had already left its starting terminal and was scheduled to arrive soon. now he understood why lee had urged them to hurry...

they waited and waited and waited.

lee was horrified. he needed to get his group to the other base. as authority of sub general he changed the plans. as bus 232 neared he orderd hsi troops to get into the other bus. lee was angry that the busses were so unreliable he did no know that this change saved his life and the lives of the elite squad... instead different people would die.

bus 232 came and stopd at the cover. lee led his squad onto the bus. they showed their soldier id' for free travel and the driver waved them on.

meanwhile muhamed radioed his boss fatima and updated him that the bus was waiting at an unpland stop. "you suck" criticized f' "i already told you that the location is important not the time." rthe genius of the group... muhamed was way smarter than the rest of the "bomb squad" each wearing a belt of plastic explosives... all with famous muslim names in fact muhamed is probably the most common name on the planet... this planner who had masterminded a successful bus bombing in the haifa city in wales was explaining that the british army must know they have the bombs that is the unscheduled stop. he urged his boss to consent to detonate immediately so they could kill the passengers and cause fear of islam. f' responded "you are not as smart as i had heard you just want to go quickly t your heaven with rivers of wine. people like you who doubt their mission shold just drink wine in THIS LIFE now follow orders and do not bother me unless real problems occur. wait until you arrive in the location as pland."

meanwhile tina and agent abby had already went to each door of the building and all were locked... as abby expected. she swapd back the ten euro coin in exchange for the fifty euro and said the food is not ready for delivery. so you must wait at this door until a red van comes. tina protested "you said quickly! now i will miss the bus to my school" abby comforted her that the hassle of getting her lost baggage was comforted by the money she just earned and that she could take the next bus. tina argued 241 to my school does not GO thru here." abby apologized and promised she would take responsibility to insure she had transportation to her school.

while abby and tina argued agent addel as mentioned showed her army badge to the driver so he opend the baggage section of the bus. she easily found the only blue baggage and checkd the label code. she "saved the bus" from the bomb by taking tina's blue baggage out. it would never arrive at the terminal near the school as tina hoped... but it COULD not arrive due to the many who believe in "jihad war".

the bomb squad in the bus was arguing. "we will get caught that is the meaning of the chang ein bus location." urged the genius but his two simple buddies assured him " we are as eager as tyou to die and end our suffering in this world but we must die for a purpose." the genius argued you are just scared to die. the simpler muhamed puld his pen from his coat pocket and jamd it into genius md' stomik. as he collapsed from pain moaning the third muhamed puld a shard of sharp cermic from his pocket and kild the leader so he would not ruin the plans. 

the passengers screamed in horror as blood sprayed everywhere...  and the simple muhameds said " you must thank us he had a bomb." this calmed the passengers. the simple muhameds ripd open the shirt of genius muhamed and showed his belt of plastic explosives. with a timer that wasnot yet activated. the bus driver opend the bus doors and the two simple muhameds carrried the corpse out as it dripd blood.from the side of the stoamach as well as from the neck.

then the two muhameds returned to the bus and the passngers clapd and cheerd the heroes who had stiopd the "violent muslim bomber". the simpler muhameds smiled... it seemed they smiled at the gratitude but realy they scofd at the infidels who THOUGHT they were saved from a bomb but had just now welcomed TWO bombers back into their bus.

meanwhile the bomb squad outside of the bus opend tina's baggage. muhamed the leader of the good guys announced that the bag had no bombs. he raadioed to agent alis that she was wrong. a low rank named juda took the envelope with the code juda on it. muhamed accused "dont steal that envelope it is not yours--but you see my name it is mine." muhamed the good guy reported to alis that juda took the envelope marked juda. alis adjusted her plan and told juda that it was indeed his name and that he was supposed to get it later. now that th eenvelope was in his hands he was appointed carrier to deliver it to sub general lee directly. alis then updated agent abdul [at the third bus stop] that the envelope he was orderd to swipe from the blue baggage was intercepted. he must come at once to ramat and get it and deliver it to sub general lee insted of waiting at his first orders.

juda waited with the blue bag for abdul. when bdul came to the spot at ramat he asked what should i do with the blue bag that had nno bomb? good muhamed ordered him to deliver the blue luggage to the school as alis ordered but only after delivering the envelope. 

abdul reported that he saw a muslim bleeding heavily outside the bus. good muhamed ran out to see what happend and recognized genuis muhamed from his secret mission.

 he immediately ordered "abort" and sent his squad to arrest the remaining islamic jihad bombers. the only reason they had not interfered with the bomb plan was for genius muhamed to self explode but now that he was stabd by the sharp ceramic shard he was dead anyway so they could adjust the plan and stop the bombers instead of allowing the islamic juihad bombers to reach the city with the army base as originally permitted.

again soldiers showed their id' to the driver who opend the bus doors. good muhamed yeld in arabic that he had to stop the bombers as he ran along the corridor of the bus the bombers knew that they would get caught... one tried to arm his bomb but the other said "he spoke arabic we must not kill a muslim that is murder." "i hate these islam rules kill this but not kill this" angrily hollered a boomber. he used his sharp ceramic shard to cut his own throat. then feeling the pain and regret he wanted to live but tool late he fainted and bled out. the soldiers arrested teh remaining bomber and carried the corpse off the bus.

boss fatima heard the news announcement that bombers were caught in bus 241.

plan a had faaild so he sent plan b. two new recruits had requested to join the rebellion. at first he did not want to use them but now that his genius was dead and his team captured he must use the new recruits. but they needed an experienced leader and the only one nearby was very high rank captain. he needed him to plan future plans but feard the new recruits would fail if they did not have am experienced leader.

fatima  resond  that the mission was already in motion and he would not abort.

he told the new recruits he had a job for them and sent them to the bus terminal... the same one that sub general lee had left in bus 232. he did not know that his first group would have arrived in time to get the high ranking sub general... who was suffering from a bad day insted of dying.

insted different soldiers came to the shack to go to the beach. the new recruits named muhameed took a taxi to the home of captian ahmed abdul. as orderd he led them to the bus stop and said get in close to the soldiers and then press the button. "you do not want to get seventy virgins?" askd the new recruit of the captain. "i must stay in this world for future missions." 

"NO yu wont" they hollerd in chorus. one held a knife to the captains thrat while the other held a knife to the cab driver throat and said move close to the bus stop.

the driver understodd they had bombs and he would die either way so he said " i do not fear your knife. the new recruit stabd the cab driver as he had threatend and then the pair detonated their bombs. the taxi exploded killing the new recruits and the captain. metal from the car blasted out killing two soldiers but only injuring the others  kuz the cab driver had refused to move near.

back to tina...

tina did not know that islamic jihad had just lost two of its most valuable assets and two more pairs of "simple" recruits.

she was waiting for the food delivery. the red van finallly came and gave her the package. the driver a man named david who wore a christian cross told her that group getting the food would help her get transportation. tiina carried the white paper bag with food away from the building. she passed the two bleeding corpses and recognized the beards from when she had enterd the bus. except the beards were now also red with blood.

she walked beside the highway as the red van drove away and made a u-turn to return to the cater company. she reached the intersection and turned right. under the bridge of the highway she saw a group of "campers" four young brats and a man dressed like a rabbi was telling the brats a story as they sayt in the shadow f the expresway bridge. tina thout of the stories of rabbies and priests who were caught touching the intimate places of young boys and girls she was horrified that paarents trusted their kids to go far from the city with rabbis. she did not know which one was the pervert who enjoyed touching intimate places... religio only caused problems... jewish rabbis and christian priests who did not marry women all getting caught touching intimate places... muslims who all followed a book that taught jihad war... whether they did the war or not it was still in the book and nobody but secular rejected the book! the rabbi opend the white paper bag and gave one "egg roll" to each student. 

suddenly they heard a loud horn of a train approaching! the rabbi jumped up and ran to the tracks and stood by the rails waving. the train already moving slow... started slowing more and stopd under the bridge. tina climbed up the step ladder on the side of the tall railroad car. the ticket checker stood by the door and radioed "we got her." tina asked to sit down but the ticket guy ignored her as the train started moving again going to the town of her school.... and then i awoke from my dream. i realized that she "got to go" to her destination but i... i had a driver driving me somehwere... but he only drove to his own home and left the car taking his keys and leaving ME outside his home.

i walked from that home beside trees and green grass until i reached a low hill. i went down the hill and luckily at the moment i reached the sidewalk i saw a yellow cab. i waved for the taxi to stop and it did.

i climbed into the back of the cab and slid my way ALL the way across to the street side of the taxi. and lookd out the window.

"where?" askd the driver. i tried to recall my address but could not think of the name of the street while i hesitated a lady with light brown hair enterd i knew her name was wendy... a woman who worked near my job. "take us to the train station." when i heard the word "us" i was shocked in hrror... she was tricking the driver that we were traveling together sso she could get to her train when in truth i had enterd the cab first but the taxi driver could not know because i had not told him which street i needed... now i would never get him my shock at losing the cab and wendy's deception shocked me so much that... i awoke from the second dream.

this dream followed a dream a different night with a similar theme.

now that the them was established i realized the pattern.

i was in a tall tower. when the doors of the elevator opend  i enterd with the other travelers and searched for the panel with "press-ers" to chose which floor... but the inside of the levator lackd any panel. i would not get to th elevel i wanted which was -4. too late. the doors of the levator closed and the levator moved to the floor that THEY had chosen. [i now realized from the taxi dream that the same thing had already happened in the elevator dream.]

when the doors opend i left the elevator with the people and went to the outside panel. i was about to press -4 but hesitated... i could also go to the entrance lobby and then WALK down steps! a lady was waiting to choose her level and while i could not choose between -4 or walking i realized that i did not know WHICH floor i was NOW on. so i turned away from the control panel and searched for a sign to see if i was below or above -4 the lady... the same lady that was in the later taxi dream... that at the time i did not know was named wendy.... chose the floor for the levator i could not find any sign to see which level i was now at was i below -4 for example -6? then i could walk up a few steps but what if i were deeper? or what if i were high in the tower like 16 floor? thenn walking up would take me far away from my goal. i should ask the lady but i was too shy... to ask which level i was on and which level she was going so what should i do? i dont know what to do... so we waited and waitd and waited...

but no elevator opend.  we stood near the old wide levator but to our right were three newer elevators. but suddenly the light from the centor of that groud switched off only the dark red panel was dead. the further elevator panel had been dar and only the two nearest us were active displaying arrows. we waited and waited more... and soon the remaining elevators stopd their glowing arrows. all the elevators switched off. wendy the woman left the elevator bank and opened a door to the steps. ONLY SHE knew if she should go up or down the steps but i... i did not know which level i was on if i walkd down stairs i might be moving away from goal... a ding! i heard an electronic ding the elevator had reactivated just after we had lost hope! i hurried into the elevator... and the horrible realization hit me.... i had NOT YET pressed any number to choose the floor.... the elevator doors joined shut! and i was again in the mobing elevator... but again i had not chosen which floor... the horror woke me up... and now that i had the taxi dream i realizzed that the elevator dream was the same idea.

and the violent dream

a man was working at his computer beside a low divider that separated around me three sides. a man passed ad said "closing time." i presd the pair "ctrl-s" to save my effort and then the pair alt-f4 to lock the computer but that pair only closed the document... oh dear i closed it but had i saved my effort? i was not certain? but i frequently press the pair to save so probably i could continue the next work day. so i pressd the same pair again which showed a list of options. i chose "log out" so nobody could access except me only i knew the password to use that computer. 

i left the cell and walked between empty cells with computers and reached the door for the stairs. i could see the door was ajar and i could see thru to the white light and the bare concrete floor. as i pushed the door open i knew those stairs led down to the underground parking... where my ugly black ford car was. i had chosen it despite its color due to it being cheaper than the other cars. i was on the top level with no stairs to my right only a low cement wall like a fance and a few paces away from the door i turned right started walking down the stairs to my car... but felt confused... the steps lookd different... they were not the cement steps that i had been walking on only a moment earlier they were covered in red carpet! i was in my apartment building with colorful carpet! i must walk UP steps to my apartment.  i walked up surrounded by the pale yellow light of my home stairs. the fancy wood panels were glossy shiny beside me on my right.  i could afford the extras. the rail on my left prevented people falling down the other set of steps. . at the top of this set of steps i faced two doors. the near was for a neighbor but was empty. my door was the left door facing me so i turned left and faced a glossy brown wood panel with a curved brass tube holding the lamp with yellow light.

i entered my home thru the heavy iron door painted with thick leaf-green paint. before i could take off my coat... that i had not been wearing until after opening the door... i heard a toddler loudly shouting babble... in contrast to the pale yellow light in the stairwell my home felt too bright... but bright white light was good. i knew it was good. just my eyes were not prepared after the dim light in the stairway.

i turned left and left now i was on the opposite side of the fancy wood panel i faced the luxurious bedroom where two fanciest king sized beds and our huge flat screen tv were. my job as a computer analyst paid far more that most jobs with the same title.... i had been so lucky... until now. but now the house was too noisy my three year old daughter was so loud and noisy like the stereotype of boys.

i recalled that when i was a todller the girls told me in daycare 3 for three to four year olds that they doubted i was a boy because compared to those wild brats i was not loud and running all the time. i said "you see i have short hair that IS a boy... but the girls with long hair pointed to the girl with short black hair and said she and i were both grls.  i argued but she wears a dress and i wear pants so that makes me  boy" but the girls giggled and said "dont you see WE wear pants... did that make them boys? i insisted that it did.

i understood my toddler daughter was just like her ma... a girl and loud.

where was my wife? i stepd back away from the bedroom and she was to my right side sitting at a huge wide table with my oldest son. i had argued with her about the issue of circumcision and our marriage counselor said "practicaly without consent of both parnets" we must not cut him because he was our child and although the law allows one pareent that would be immoral considering that the child had TWO pareents so i won that argument protecting him from the knife and my merciless loud wife.

usually the advisor declared her the winner but at least i won the one that was important to me. tony was natural complete. now five years old studying math adding using pictures and plus symbols and my wife sat with him explaining the math and ignoring the shouting toddler. i went to her to see what she was shouting about? mia [rhyming with tee + tub] was in her bedroom bouncing on her sof mattreess... we had told her not to but she did not care. she was watching her thin screen tv that hung on the wall and every sentence she heard from the tv she shouted echo... i guess she was angry that ma was with tony. "hi dear" i said to mia. 

mia stopd jumping. her smile vanished and she hissed "you dont even know my name.--"mia i love you" i tried to re-assure her. "you just say that kuz you HAVE too." she argued. i stood shocked... yes she had echoed the same phrase that she heard her ma tell me! then she said "i hate you! i want mommy... [then loudly yelling: ] BABY BOP knows her letters" mia resumed echoing her tv.

was she saying i hate for HER own feelings or was she again echoing my wifes words? she always ecchoed i was certain mia did not feel hatred to me... she was jealous of tony.

if mia was hungry she would tell me.

i left her room but clearly mia was sad... she was not jumping anymore but that was what i wanted.

how the baby slept or tony studied with the noise of mia shouting? i could not fathom. i entered the long narrow kitchen. the stove had the pot from lunch with cold gross dark green pea soup.

darker green the peasant leaf green front door that was green outside by the red rug but white inside like the white walls.

the kitchen cabinets were all white... tobith my wife had won that argument when we had argued about the kitchen colrs she had used the trick "you decide other rooms but i decide the kitchen" which was "bad stereotype" about wives in kitchen she herself insisted she was NOT the cook of the home... if her job as ma was not to cook then nothing remained... and speaking of no remainder... in later arguments it turned out she claimed to make decisions about every room and non room remained even circumcising tony she coulda done... but the counselor said that would make me mad and as above would be immoral kuz tony was also my son.

i had no appetite but i the law obligates me to feed my kids. 

i grabbed a put from under the sink beside the bug spray... i could not fathom why my wife insisted on keeping the poison near the pots for food but the counselor had over-ruled me on that insisting no poison would get n the pot if the lid was on.

i felt that we argued about everything and since we were "equal" only theoutsider made EVERY decision in the house and he always sided with HER he was probably intimidated by her loud shouting only the one thing he felt both parents must give permission for body alterations.

everything else i cant tell her instructions... but she could tell me and boss me around which chores she wanted me to do... the only king of my home was the marriage counselor. i filled the pot with water the slave in my own kingdom to serve my children. from the freezer i pulled beef frankfurters... from the different types we had served in the past mia liked this one best and she had said she hated me... so i should make the kkind she liked? or the opposite if she hated me i should not make the one she liked? too late i had already grabd the packet. 

i cusd due to not igniting the fire under the water.

i lookd at the knobs of the stove and could not recall which knob was for which location and in contrast to my parents stove with a diagram beside each knob this oven did not show. this too tobith had won the argument claiming it was a better oven and stove... despite no picture for me and more expensive... moremoeny does not PROVE better quality.

so i wasted time turning first the near knob until it clicked and ignited the smaller stove. then i tried the second knob angry that i was wasting time and gas feul... the second lit the front larger stove. so i moved the pot from the largest to to the fire. i had wanted to use the largest stove but hated wasting fuel.

next i took the scissors to cut open the plastic of the frankfurters... ho-do-s tony cald them to shorten the name... but the scisor did not cut the thick plastic. i tried to change the angle for leverage but the frozen har hodo blocked the blade. 

finally i opend a drawer and took a knife not EVEN ONE was the kind i like with teeth tobith won that argument kuz the king of my home was the marriage conunselor... the "objective" third party. 

the christian book had a solution for marriage arguments... a wife can suggest ideas to her husband but he is the leader... only he decides but no christians DID that rule.

when i was single the serrated knife easily ripd the plastic of hodos... but now i had a smooth knife that didnot poke it so i pressed and pressed and the plastic did not budge. tony was beside me and asked "why dont you use the tip?"

smrt kid. i poked the tip thru the plastic and pushed away from my self and the plastic split.

"why do you only make the kind mia likes?" tony askd. "which kind do you like more?" tony stamped his foot "you never notice me! i was born before mia dont you know the kind you gave me BEFORE she was born?" i honestly did not remember but thinking quickly blamed my wife "ma wrote this on the shopping list so i chose this from the online shop." tony hissed "you are a nobody. you never choose what to buy. HOWEVER... he emphasized and paused for emphasis... YOU could choose to get the hodo that i like but you dont even know i live here." kids always echo their mother. he di d not know that the marraige counselor told me not to add to wifey's shopping list. so i could not. i was the slave... i worked to earn money that only OTHERS chose how to spend.

which food which cabinet which apartment which tv...

"i apologize" i whispered to tony... and braced for the phrase so common here... "saying sorry does not help" but if i would not apologize that would be worse... wouldnt it?

i splached the hard frozen hodo into the water... the whole pack of ten beef hodos.

i put the lid on and waited for it to boil.

"TONY GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT" hollerd tobith. tony jumpd clearly traumatized. poor kid. 

tony obeyed. "YOU ARE OLD ENUF TO DO CHORES PUT YOUR BOOKS AND GAMES A-W-A-Y when you switch missions" the last words were not yelled. tony silently put his school books in his expensive rolling pack. then ma rhetoricly said: "why dont you apologize for your laziness?" tony answerd "kuz saying sorry does not help". "DONT A-N-S-W-E-R me" hollerd tobith clearly forgetting that she had ASKED. "sorry" moaned tony... in a moan. "saying sorry doesnt help" chanted ma.

the slave in the kitchen moaned at the traps tobith had set for tony.

the slave in the kitchen moved the pea soup to the stove cntrolled by the edge knob. he turned the knob releasing gas and the electric igitor snapped once and again until the flame blazed... then the computer knew to stop snapping and i lowered the flame to a low flame to heat the soup. we would have franks and soup.

with the food heating the slave moved the plates from lunch to the machine for diesh washing far more than plates for tobith and two kids... the slave in the kitchen moved ALL the many bowls and plates and dishes and glasses and cups into the dish wash machine. he opend the pot cabinet and found the liquid soap. he poured it into the tray closed it and switched on the machine.

"you IDIOT" criticized tobith "you coulda included the plates from this meal in the same wash batch." i knew no matter what i said she would out smart me so i nodded and asked "how was tova today.--dont try to change the subject! you apologize for bad use of the dish washer." i chanted learning from tony "saying sorry does not help."

"I AM SICK OF you" tobith hissed. "we need to divorce immediately."

i was not prepared for that but thout quikly "for the kids we should stay together." 

"you?" she scoffed... "you do NOTHING for the kids--dear i am the one cooking supper--for THAT??" she scofd, "i will hire a helper with the money you pay for alimony three kids."

now i understood why she was so insistant to have a third child... she was planning a divorce and wanted more "reward for acting bitchy" money.

the king of the home as usual said i was wrong... to only have two kids. objectively for my income i should have precisely four not more and not less. kuz that was objective.

i had argued that i am the father and i do nt want to overburden myself... but the king said i was wrong since that is subjective but objectively a poor family should replace two kids for parents who will die while richer families were wrong to have only one kid.

so decreed the king siding with tobith.

tobith was still ranting about something... "it is NOT my job to cook around here" she concluded. i had not heard most of what she had said in between.

i was fed up with her and said "with such excuses you dont have ANY job here.--i do the mothering--that is an empty word that contains no activity.--bleep" tobith cussed at me as she stormed out of the kitchen.

well no way i was paying alimony or any money to THAT woman.

the obvious solution was to stop paying for the mortgage that would cause the bank to take the home away from her and empty al the savings at the same time.

sure my kids who i loved would suffer... poor tony once divorced she would circumcise him and the only difference is that at age five he would remeber the difference and be aware he is missing a piece that he had.

the pain and agony would be less kuz he could be asleep in contrast to infants that have great pain in circumcision as we know from hormone  and other devices.

with me out ofthe picture she wuld not need my consent to circumsie him the one debate that i had not lost... wuld be lost.

i waked to todller mia's bedroom. "hey sweety..." you say that kuz you dont know my name" chanted mia. she could not have ALREADY FORGOTTEN that i said her name while she was watching baby bop she was just echoing her ma.

"how woud you feel if lived in a different house for a whle month?" i asked and paused. mmia chanted "god riddance" that was her echoing her ma. "mia i want to know what you feel." mia gazed into my eyes and said "you are annoying again every time you come into my room you annoy me i just wanna watch tv! get out and STAY OUT."

well i guess she could handle the divorce.

then i searched for tony. where the hell was tony's bedroom?? i felt confused... mia had a room facing the front door a small cube beside the kitchen. then along the kitchen was the long dining room... and parallel the luxury bedroom. where the HELL was tony's room?? but first i must find him. i started searching from the entry door.

i turnd left and left that was the door to my room aligned with the entry door.  along wall painted pale blue separated the bedroom from the dining room.

i hoped tony was in my room and imagined him sitting on a bed watching the giant tv.

i opened the door and saw the two giant beds. the light was on... but tony was not there. i felt horror where was tony?? then i noticed that my room was LONGER than the dining room... i paced the 12 feet past long deep closets with at least 365 dresses and lady jeans and at least 500 pairs of shoes... we could pay a mortgage abd buy all that tobith had convinced the king of the home who again said i must not limit my wife's spending that is considered "violence".

i knocked on the door of the toilet room... tobith said "i am IN here.--are you alone?--what the bleep do you mean by that? are you accusing me of sleeping with another man??"

i moaned... i would never say it but i was certain that she did. that was her personality and exactly how a cheater responds to unrelated questions... revealing that she does have side lovers.

she probably found several PAYING customers.

"i meant is tony with you--yes tony is showering now"... she lied to annoy me... i could hear  a shower if it was on but no sound... "while i sit on the throne in here." she concluded in an annoyed tone. "i would apologize if it would help." i said and walked across the long luxury room passing the giant thin screen tv on the wall. it was dark... like my life.

i exited the room and turned left and walked along the dining room. between the long wide table and the pale blue wall. i reached the end of the dining room and knew the parallel room beside was longer. but a wall blcked me this was not twelve feet long this MUST  be where tony's room is but all i saw was a wall.

i reached my hand forward... and felt... nothing! i walked thru the illusion and finally saw the door to tony's room. i knocked on the door and tony said "wait a minute i am masterbating" i was certain he was only saying that kuz that is how his ma talked when she wanted to enter a room.

"its dad" i said. tony replied in an annoyed tone "oh YOU. you can see me like this." could he realy mean he was in "shower mode"? i slowly opend the door and he said "SURPRISE" he was dressed as usual... then concluded "you should see the look on your face." well i was...i  had been fooled.

"tony, how would you feel if i lived in a different house for a whole month?" tony blinked and sat silently. for a few moments i counted to give him time to reply one second two... 3... 4... finally he said "do whatever you want it is not up to me.--tony, i care about your feelings tell me how you would feel? happy?" tony narrowed his eyes sensng a trap. then he blurted out "i dont care. who needs you anyway." it was not a question. i stood in shock... i felt strongly for each of my kids well less for mia than for tony... and they were not mirroring my feelings.

tony reminded "go check on the food before it burns". he was right so i told him "you are right." the kitchen slave returned to the kitchen. he stirred the pea soup so it would not burn and checked of the hodo was boiling.

the salve had no appetite to eat despite seeing the flavorful hodo... many hours had passed since noon when i had eaten... what had i eaten? was it a big lunch? i tried to recall but i had no memory of eating that day i had been at the office... hadn't i??

i went to call tobith to dinner but my rom was still empty none of the kids came to dinner they were not hungry. tony was probably reading his books, mia was probly watching tv and tova the newest dauter was still asleep. i entered the bedroom to do the only "purpose" i knew a father had. tell the boss that supper was ready but the room was empty. "honey supper is ready--you say that kuz you dont even know my name" she chanted. then she added and call it "dinner" she was always so bossy telling me what to do and how to talk. but this time i knew supper is the name for the last meal... yet if we were separating anyway i did not care about arguing with her anymore. i thout bout her words she wanted me to pay her alimony... society gave reward to women who are annoying enough to convince their husbands for divorce. no way i was gonna pay HER any money.

since she was still on the toilet probly reading she would not see me open the door of the drawer by her bed which was NOT lokd. dammit i thout we have a gun in a drawer and a toddler mia who does not understand the danger of guns what of tony wants to see the "cool flash" of the powerful gun he would need to point it toward his eyes and then... bang. but if we lock the drawer we cant get to it quickly if a burglar breaks in.

i lifted the gun. popped out the magazine. saw it held the standard bullets. lay the magazine down. puld the spring part too make sure the chamber was empty... pop! out flew a bullet. you were sposed to pull it before shooting but she had a bullet in the chamber... the same excuse to save time for a burglar.

the top bullet rolled on the floor. i checked that the bullet in the magazine was a common bullet. returned the magazine to the gun and said "tobith supper is ready." as i snapd the spring to move the top bullet up from the magazine into the chamber and turned to aim at the door as tobith exited... this would save me from paying her ANY money. but the door did not open.

so i said louder "TO-O-BITH--wait a bleep minit" she hollered.

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WARNING the following violent ending is very horror style and violent age liimit. rated r.

the horror murders:

well i was done waiting i swung my foot to kick in the door and kicked. the thin wood splintered and crumbled and there stood... a couple hugging... her pistol was already raised, i aimed... carefully only kill one... 

the man thout i aimed at him and started screaming ahhh... 

BANG BANG i puld twice and tobiths head burst like a popped balloon.  

the man crumbled to the floor begging "dont kill me." i considered he expected me to... and the jewish holy book DID say he deserved death... that was moral enuf for me. but his arm blocked his chest. i quickly aimed at his belly... and pulled BANG. his arm moved grabbing the spot of pain. the pain gave me an idea i would do some more pain before i shot his lungs... i knew i had 8 shots... how many had used? i was not certain. i aimed at his groin bang. from the other side of the wall tony was knocking on the wall "dad YOUR TV IS TOO LOUD. please i am trying to read." that was not expected.

"just a minit tony". i aimed the gun at the intruder and said confess the guy stopd moaning in pain and said "i slept with her please dont shoot me again.--you are just saying that kuz of the gun i wanna know details tell the truth." the man begd dont shoot again so i said if you tell me details. "i paid her exactly fifty dollars each time we meet for hugs and ninety dollars each time she allows seks. our first meeting was 14 months before tova was born and tova is not your daughter."

"see you saved your life." i reassured him. "thanks for turning down the volume dad" came from tony's room. now show me the bullet wounds. the man pulled up his shirt and his belly was covered in blood. he pulled down his pants and i saw i had missed his tube i quickly aimed at his male tube and pulled the trigger. BANG at close range i hit my target and he started screaming and hwling more in horror than in pain.

"dad your tv is too loud" tony was claerly annoyed. "five more seconds... four seconds three seconds two seconds one second" the screamer did not pause for a breath finally i shot his lung.and he dropped dead. 

i counted the "shells" on the floor 5. 

now i put the gun in the vault. i dont need her permission.

how had he gotten inand how did he plan to leave?

the window of the bathroom did go out tothe fire escape of the tower so he must have planned on using that.

i went back to the kitchen to serve my brats dinner.

i grabbed a stack of plates and the tongs and grabbed two hodos for one plate and one for another.

 i switched off the dining room hologram to find tony's door. i knocked and he said "thanks for turning down the volume. which video were you watching? horror?" i handed him the plate and said "true horror." he scoffed "that one was not even scary." i offered him sup and he said "i had at lunch s i am not in the mood but please make onion rings in the oven." the kitchen slave wanted to make his son happy... but what would happen when they found out i shot their mother? as i carried the second plate with one hodo to mia... i had a cruel thout.

 iturned to the kitchen lay the plate of hodo on the floor and put some pea soup in a bowl. i added rat powder and stirred. s i opened the door of mia's room she said "never come in my room i hate you". those words melted any moral hesitation. "but mia i brout you mommy's soup." i watched as she ignored the spoon and lifted the bowl to her chin and quickly gulped it all down. then she handed me the empty bowl and hissed "get out nd stay out." one more bowl for tova... she was not MINE anyway... i carried the bottle of baby formula mixed with deadly powder and gave it to the unknowing infant instinctively the three month old starting sucking even as her eyes were closed... a voice echoed in my head when they find the bullets they will know i used her gun.

so i went to the vault emptied the magazine returned al the bullets from the magazine to the bullet box returned the empty mag to the gun and pulled the trigger. oops i forgot something i did the steps and then pulled the trigger. then i used a towel to to wrap the gun and smudge all the prints all over the gun every inch and the trigger too. especially the grip where my fingers were and used the towel to put the gun in his hands. then i put on dishwashing gloves that we had for when tobith washed dishes insted of using the machine, i took my pistol from the vault. the magazine was separate so i emptied it and did the steps to re attach the empty magazine to the pistol. i pulled once so it looked like the pistol was empty. i put the pistol in the hand of the headless corpse.

blood was on my shirt and pants but i did not care. 

"tony tonight we will sleep at a hotel with a pool and you can have a week free from school.--great! what should i pack?--nothing we will buy everything new.--yes lets get out before mia asks to come" concluded tony. then i heard a voice in my head "this is what you did when you were 33 years old and this is why i prevented you from ever marrying" and as i led tony out the front door and i clicked it shut... i awoke. a lonely single man... but at least i had not married nor killed anybody. the dream was so alive... surely it was only a dream... or was it??