Socalcoeds Alien Son Chapter Socal Four: Las Vegas, Nevada Socal

     I socal waited in the plane, strapped in my seat in the socal passenger cabin, while dad socal made a quick pre -flight check. Dad's mechanic had already given the plane a thorough check and fueled it before we got coeds to the airport. During takeoff and just after, dad was busy coeds with the controls and radio communications. After we reached cruising altitude, he called me socal to socal sit with him up socalcoeds front, in the copilot's seat.
     After a video while socal I said, "Dad, Bobbi and Claudia want to be my girlfriends. What do you think about that?"
     We landed, then taxied over next to one of socal the buildings socal. Dad socal shut down the engines, then turned to me.
     Instead of answering, "How old do you think I socal am?" he asked socal.
     Hesitating, thoughtful, dad said, "Right now, I don't see any socalcoeds reason why you socal shouldn't be coeds able to socal go to MIT. The only difference will be the modifications the aliens socal make to you. But if something happens socal ... if something happens to socal me socal, you'll have to take over my duties - for the aliens. Or, if something socal else unexpected happens, I might need socal your socalcoeds help. As I said socalcoeds, I socalcoeds don't coeds know socal why they ordered me to do this. But, otherwise, there socal's socalcoeds no reason you shouldn't be able to continue with your life as normally as possible. "
     "How could socalcoeds you agree to join them if you don't know what they're like? How do you socalcoeds know they're the good guys?"
     "All right," I said, "I'll do it."
     He knew how to enter the semi socal-ruined building, pulling aside socalcoeds large pieces of corrugated metal to reveal a half socal hidden door. Inside there was an old coeds jeep covered with socal a tarp socal. We coeds uncovered the jeep. Dad opened the video gas cap socal, checking its level with a stick. "About half full," was his only comment socal. He pulled a socalcoeds key out of his pocket and tried to start socalcoeds it. Nothing happened. "Battery's dead socal," he said.
     "Just walk over to the butte socal and wait. If the aliens accept you, you'll know."
     I don't know where I was . Wherever I was socalcoeds, it socal was bright. I was surrounded by a bright light, kind of socal like those coeds near death socal experiences you hear about. It seemed like I was there socal a long time socal, though I had no way of measuring time. The light socal grew stronger and stronger, until it seemed to swallow me. I fainted again - though I don't know socal how that was possible socal since I socal was already unconscious - then the light socalcoeds was gone.