Sons of Abraham: J-17's Trial Read Online Free
Author: JOSEPH RAY
a jeweled crest. His skin was smooth, lacking any visible wrinkles or blemishes, though slightly dark from the sun. His robe hung open, exposing a tightly muscled chest, void of any hair.
“No thank you Lord Elsmere,” Nathan responded. “Either I’ll love it and always miss it, or I’ll quickly discover that I’m allergic. Always seems to be the case.”
Lord Elsmere laughed, his muscled, thin chest heaving in and out as the robe spread with each exhale. The crest hanging from the man’s ‘beard’ waved back and forth as he moved, displaying how heavy the metal accessory was.
“You make an excellent point Agent,” Elsmere replied. “Since we do not export the Kimyana fruit, I’m afraid you would have to come back for a second taste. It must be difficult, traveling from planet to planet, all while avoiding the tiny treasures each has to offer.”
The man sat on a massive chair, wide enough to seat four people. Unlike the bench to the transport, the seat was red plush, the frame seemingly made from the same red glass as some of the windows. The frame was curled, twisting in natural shapes like a vine. Nathan wondered how long it took the craftsman to blow such magnificent work. As the agent returned to the Cyber’s side, he could see tiny jewels mixed in with the glass which were dark blue, uncut and raw. The light coming from an untinted skylight above shone through the entire frame, casting red and purple shadows upon the tiled floor.
“Speaking of tiny treasures,” Elsmere continued. “Where are my manners?”
The man clapped two long, thin hands. The claps echoed off the walls as a door opened to the investigators right. Three figures entered the rooms, each shorter than the previous. They wore the same red, silk robes, but with hoods pulled up over their heads. Blue-jeweled veils covered their faces, keeping Calloway from discovering their identities. They walked in single-file, the lower half of their robes hanging open, exposing toned legs with every stride. The robes opened and closed, the furthest leg showing high to the inner thigh. The first was quite pleasing to look at, but something foul-filled Nathan’s mind as he glanced to the shorter two. Something about the exposed legs and the height of the trailing procession made him feel uneasy with himself as if he’d thought something, he’d been taught not to.
“Allow for me to introduce my mates,” Elsmere bellowed, his long hand stretching out towards the three.
The robbed figures all turned, facing towards the investigators. Two elegant, dark hands slipped out from the sleeves of the tallest robed figure, reaching upwards towards the veil. With delicate movements, the hands unclasped the veil that hooked to the hood. Blue jewels clanged together as the veil was wound around the long fingers, revealing a thin featured woman. Her cheeks and chin were sleek, forming a near perfect ‘v.’ Her red, plump lips formed a smile, gleaming white teeth showing between the well-balanced mouth. A tiny, pointed nose with a slight upturn spread to a wide brow with two perfectly trimmed, long eyebrows hanging over dark brown eyes. The elegant fingers grasped the edges of the red silk hood, slowly pulling it over a sea of black hair, swept backward over a narrow, long neck. The hair fell to the young woman’s right shoulder, a jewel tying the hair together towards the back.
“This is my first mate, Lura,” Elsmere continued.
Lura’s smile wavered, her eyes turning towards Elsmere as her hands slid down her silk robe. She paused for a moment, waiting until the man nodded his head. Gaining her orders, she lowered her head and untied the front of her robe. Each silky side fell away, revealing a long, slender body. A tiny, black bikini left little to Nathan’s imagination, showing there were no straps to it as the robe slid off her bony shoulders and fell in a thin heap upon the tiled floor.
“Uhmmmm,” Nathan started.
“My second mate, Ira,”
“No thank you Lord Elsmere,” Nathan responded. “Either I’ll love it and always miss it, or I’ll quickly discover that I’m allergic. Always seems to be the case.”
Lord Elsmere laughed, his muscled, thin chest heaving in and out as the robe spread with each exhale. The crest hanging from the man’s ‘beard’ waved back and forth as he moved, displaying how heavy the metal accessory was.
“You make an excellent point Agent,” Elsmere replied. “Since we do not export the Kimyana fruit, I’m afraid you would have to come back for a second taste. It must be difficult, traveling from planet to planet, all while avoiding the tiny treasures each has to offer.”
The man sat on a massive chair, wide enough to seat four people. Unlike the bench to the transport, the seat was red plush, the frame seemingly made from the same red glass as some of the windows. The frame was curled, twisting in natural shapes like a vine. Nathan wondered how long it took the craftsman to blow such magnificent work. As the agent returned to the Cyber’s side, he could see tiny jewels mixed in with the glass which were dark blue, uncut and raw. The light coming from an untinted skylight above shone through the entire frame, casting red and purple shadows upon the tiled floor.
“Speaking of tiny treasures,” Elsmere continued. “Where are my manners?”
The man clapped two long, thin hands. The claps echoed off the walls as a door opened to the investigators right. Three figures entered the rooms, each shorter than the previous. They wore the same red, silk robes, but with hoods pulled up over their heads. Blue-jeweled veils covered their faces, keeping Calloway from discovering their identities. They walked in single-file, the lower half of their robes hanging open, exposing toned legs with every stride. The robes opened and closed, the furthest leg showing high to the inner thigh. The first was quite pleasing to look at, but something foul-filled Nathan’s mind as he glanced to the shorter two. Something about the exposed legs and the height of the trailing procession made him feel uneasy with himself as if he’d thought something, he’d been taught not to.
“Allow for me to introduce my mates,” Elsmere bellowed, his long hand stretching out towards the three.
The robbed figures all turned, facing towards the investigators. Two elegant, dark hands slipped out from the sleeves of the tallest robed figure, reaching upwards towards the veil. With delicate movements, the hands unclasped the veil that hooked to the hood. Blue jewels clanged together as the veil was wound around the long fingers, revealing a thin featured woman. Her cheeks and chin were sleek, forming a near perfect ‘v.’ Her red, plump lips formed a smile, gleaming white teeth showing between the well-balanced mouth. A tiny, pointed nose with a slight upturn spread to a wide brow with two perfectly trimmed, long eyebrows hanging over dark brown eyes. The elegant fingers grasped the edges of the red silk hood, slowly pulling it over a sea of black hair, swept backward over a narrow, long neck. The hair fell to the young woman’s right shoulder, a jewel tying the hair together towards the back.
“This is my first mate, Lura,” Elsmere continued.
Lura’s smile wavered, her eyes turning towards Elsmere as her hands slid down her silk robe. She paused for a moment, waiting until the man nodded his head. Gaining her orders, she lowered her head and untied the front of her robe. Each silky side fell away, revealing a long, slender body. A tiny, black bikini left little to Nathan’s imagination, showing there were no straps to it as the robe slid off her bony shoulders and fell in a thin heap upon the tiled floor.
“Uhmmmm,” Nathan started.
“My second mate, Ira,”
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