Earthmen Are Our Slaves!

EARTHMEN ARE OUR SLAVES!

József Esztergályos

Smashwords Edition

Cover Design by Laura Shinn

Copyright © 2014 by József Esztergályos

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Chapter 1

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During that night the moonlight illuminated the island more than usually. The installed lights and the lightning of the buildings made the usually spectacular city even more beautiful, which is called the capital of Hungary, Budapest. The speed of the spacecraft significantly decreased, paused in the air for a while, then soundlessly and with the lights off, it landed on Margaret Island. The door of the spacecraft, which looked like two saucers put together at their mouth, opened up and a humanoid droid disguised as a human and programmed with human characteristics got out of the spacecraft. The door of the spacecraft closed and it took off soundlessly and vanished in outer space in a second. The droid, with a handbag in his hand, started heading for Margaret Bridge. He saw sleeping people on a few benches of the walkway. He headed directly to the tram stop facing the entrance to the island. He reached the bridge and was waiting for the tram coming from the direction of Buda. Soon he saw the vehicle called yellow worm. He got inside the rolling worm as he called this vehicle at first sight. As it was during the night, there were only few people inside. He traveled three stops with the tram and got off. The instructing navigator indicated the way to the hotel. He found the hotel and in a manner his program dictated to him, he checked in. The receptionist asked:

– How many days will you spend in the hotel?

The programmers originally did not have this question in mind. So, with the speed of telepathy, he called the inspector who told him three.

– For three days – he replied to the receptionist.

– So, it will be three days, I'd like to receive the price of the room for three days.

– All right - he replied.

He handed over the bankcard to the receptionist. The receptionist swiped the card as usual, asked for a pin code, and the payment was processed. In the meantime, he filled in the application sheet, his name was Dr. Thomas Timer, and also wrote the appropriate answer in the empty fields. He took over the room key, with number fifty five on it. Using the elevator, he got up to third floor then after arriving at his room, he put his handbag down. He got undressed, adjusted the sleeping mode then set the alarm mode for half past eight a.m. He got into bed without any clothes on. The voice -and light sensitive program woke droid Thomas up in the per-adjusted time. He woke up very quickly. He got into the bathroom, turned the shower on and was watching the sprinkling water. He didn't understand why the program included the necessity of having a shower. Why is it necessary, anyway? Then you have to get yourself dried. Then why is it necessary to do? I'll clarify this when have the chance to – he thought. He got under the shower and felt the water drops beat against his skin. He sprained his entire body all over with water with the moveable shower then put liquid soap on his wet skin. He got scummy from the soap then he flushed it off. Perhaps, people here on Earth have a shower because it „makes them feel good"? Then he came getting dried with a towel and hair dryer. He only needed a small adjustment to his hair. He didn't need to shave because for some reason, when the droid was constructed, the facial hair growth program was incidentally left out of humanoid creation. And, not even when packing up the most necessary belongings was it noticed that a male needs a razor as well. Even they can also make mistakes! He put on his cafe-au-lait-colored shirt and a pair of trousers, socks and shoes with the same color Light brown, short hair, blue eyes, sympathetic, sun-tanned, masculine face and a sympathetic smile. He had wide shoulders, moderately pumped-up muscles and slim hips. His tailor-made trousers had a slight swell in the front, emphasizing his sexuality as well as implying a masculine power and a female felicific effect. With hundred and ninety centimeters tall, he suggested an alpha male look with his entire appearance. His way of walking was that of a bear; maybe this is what differentiates him from the paid womanizers.

He took his car bag, in which he kept his personal ID card, bank card, tax cards, social security card and ten name cards. Dr. Timer Thomas was indicated on them, without the indication of the occupation. He was made as much as perfect as much as a human can possibly be. His nose is of a typical male, his mouth is erotic, having thirty-two, perfect snow white teeth, he looked like the ultimate predator of the evolution.

He got down to the lunch room to consume, what was considered as breakfast by humans, one-third of the daily fuel intake. His appearance was not usual therefore attracted every look. Especially, the look of women sojourned on him longer than an average glimpse. He sat down to a table and the waitress got up to him quickly. She enlisted to him the variety of dishes, which can be selected for breakfast. Droid Thomas, further on called D. Thomas picked breakfast at random. A few minutes later the waitress was already right before him, with a wide open smile and with the ordered breakfast. The waitress made it clear that D. Thomas appealed to her.

She told him that she would call it a quit after 10 o'clock and under cover of friendship, she would be more than happy to show him the attractions of the capital. At the undisguised disappointment of the woman, D. Thomas was not allowed to seize the offered opportunity. He shook her off by saying that he already had a fixed agenda. In fact, this was even true. As his mission was to make observations on how the city works, how people behave themselves, as well as to get familiar with the city and with the people.

After having a breakfast, he went to the toilet. He opened the hidden window on his belly, took out the small box containing his breakfast and poured the content of the box into the toilet pan. Then he put the box back to its place and closed the hidden small door.

After pretending to go about his task, he washed his hands and went out of the hotel. Soon he got to Oktogon Square and realized that this was the place where he got off from the yellow worm rolling on its wheels last night. He got on the tram coming from the opposite direction, found a seat and sat down. He stared outwards through the window, was watching the cars overtaking the tram and the people going on foot on the sidewalk. He was impressed to watch the buzz of the metropolis. As „incidentally" the tram was heading to the direction where he came from last night, he got off at Margaret Island. The perpetrator got back on the act scene. You can raise the question whether the syndrome was built into his program? Certainly, this was the case because he got here out of his free will, not by external command. He headed where he landed last night, he wanted to see the place of landing also during daylight. In other words, he wanted to see where specifically the spacecraft was maneuvered to last night.

There was not any trace on the grass, the grass seemed to be intact, not even the outline of the spacecraft was discernible. He was a bit pondering but was certain that he would even be able to determine the place of landing with geometrical precision. But all this did not have any significance. He turned around and slowly got back onto the bridge. Anyone who ever paid attention to the frequency of the tram-line, knows that the tram runs at every three minutes. He got onto a worm heading for Buda. The vehicle took him to a square. There, the destination was announced on the loudspeaker, so everyone, even he, got off. A woman stepped close to him then pretending to be acting unintentionally, she grabbed D. Thomas's hand. He looked questioningly at the woman. – If there is love at first sight, you are the one for me! – said the young lady. To make it more emphatic, she stopped and hugged D. Thomas with both her arms. Poor droid, he was not programmed to be able to act in such a situation. He did not know what to do in this situation. He sent the rapid question with light speed to learn what to do in the current situation. – Go with the woman towards the crowd – that was the instruction he received. As both of you are in the crowd, the accelerated shrinking program will be started and you will shrink to half millimeter. Thereby, you'll be able to get rid of the woman. That was how it actually happened. As soon as the woman found her way out of the crowd, she looked like having hangover every day. She was wondering where the hell that handsome guy was gone. Then poor lady started talking to herself saying that her boyfriend was stolen. Then, she started screaming as a lunatic. The ambulance will surely come to get her soon and take her to the nuthouse. D. Thomas was watching the woman's behavior for a while then heard the siren of the ambulance car screaming and knew that the lady would be taken care of. The droid got back to life-sized again and let himself get drifted with the crowd. He felt that he was on the traveling staircase taking him downwards. Soon, he found himself at the subway stop; again, he was one among many. As always, a plenty of people were waiting for the subway. In front of him, a girl was standing. Light was visible from the right, the vehicle was coming. Maybe, he was bored therefore he switched on the thought-reader program. The lady standing in front of him wanted to commit suicide, wanting to jump under the subway! The vehicle got to the station at relatively high speed. D. Thomas embraced the girl so she was not able to jump. The lady turned around and asked:

– Why did you save me?

– You mustn't throw away your life at such a young age – said D. Thomas to her.

– What's the point of living – said the lady – my honey abandoned me, I lost my job, the landlord kicked me out of my under lease because I was not able to pay it.

The human rescuing program was switched on. By means of the invisible transporting vehicle traveling with light speed, they got to the nearest hospital. There he told to the doctors that the lady wanted to commit suicide and she needed help. The lady got medical care, including an injection, then she was put into wheelchair.

Within an hour, this was the second woman, who needed hospital care. At this moment, D. Thomas quickly left the scene as if he had not even been there. He got on a bus and soon he reached the boulevard again. I suppose he got off at one of the stops and was watching the people. Again, everybody was in a hurry. Only the elderly did their things in a leisure way or were not able to move fast due to their rheumatic diseases. He saw younger people walking calmly very rarely. Near the tram stops, he saw a lot of people running around. Some of them were running with such a speed as if their life depended on that 3-5 minutes till the next vehicle came. D. Thomas didn't just want to be looking around but also to use his head. The thought-reader program seemed to be the most entertaining but it was eventually not necessary. – A middle-aged couple caught his attention. They were quarreling on the street. You could tell by their faces that some kind of mind twisting substance got into their organism; by their own will, they were likely to be under alcoholic influence. They were screaming, cursing and scolding each other, also yelling at each other, sometimes one of them was over yelling the other one. In any moment, the verbal threat could turn into battery. In the next minute, the woman furiously jumped at the man scratching his face all over. And it started to bleed. The sight of the blood got the woman go wild, so she started another attack, grabbed the man's hair and with two hands, she pulled him to the ground with a sharp jerk. The man hit his head into the pavement. He cried out in pain. The woman grabbed his hair again, gripped it strongly and while crouching down, she started banging his head into the pavement. Then suddenly, she rose back up and started kicking the man where she could. D. Thomas had not seen anything like this before. The battery made him so furious that he felt the need to interfere. He made himself invisible and broke both of the woman's hands and legs. The woman was screaming as if she was being murdered but the pedestrians did not know what happened to the woman since she was the attacker. Now, both of them were lying on the ground and were screaming. D. Thomas felt satisfaction, his sense of justice dictated to him what he did. By the time the ambulance got to the scene, a huge crowd concoursed. Not even the ambulance men understood exactly why both of them were on the ground. The woman was not able to tell them what actually happened. After the couple was taken away, D. Thomas got back to life-sized and walked away. In fact, what he saw made his justice delivering program switched on?

He went towards downtown without any specific aim, in the street parallel with the Danube. He was watching the buzz in the street; people were in a hurry on the sidewalk and kept dodging one another. He accidentally collided with a young lady. For the lady, the interaction of the two body was not unpleasant. She smiled at D. Thomas and he smiled back at her. The young lady started the conversation.

– I see that you have not set your fenders in a hurry mode – said the lady.

Interpreting program got switched on, it said that you did not seem to be in a hurry, either. Then, the lady continued:

– I'd really appreciate if you invited to a cup of coffee!

Translating program automatically switches on; the lady really wants you to invite her for a cup of coffee.

– Do you want that?- the lady repeated the question.

– Of course- said D. Thomas.

The lady kept on prattling as they sat in to the coffee shop.

– You know I just took an exam; this year this was my last successful exam. I came out to the street to get some fresh air.

According to interpreting program: that's how she wants to let out the tension caused by the exam. D. Thomas appealed to the young lady very much, you could easily tell that by her face. They drank coffee and mineral water.

– I have an entirely free afternoon – said the lady. What about rewarding each other in private?

Interpreting program: she wants to have sex with you!

– Do you want that? – asked the lady.

– Yes, I do – D. Thomas nodded. He wanted to experience how the four thousand, in-built nerve sensors, which convey sexual pleasure, actually work.

– Where should we go? To you or to me?

The lady did not even wait for the answer and continued:

– I live three minutes from here.

After the door of the under lease closed behind them, the lady started getting undressed. D. Thomas did the same. Both of them only had underwear on when D. Thomas activated the sex program, which was clearly visible. Being virtually mesmerized, the lady started stroking D. Thomas’s perfect body.

She was very glad to have been able to hunt down such a guy. They were hugging and kissing each other. The lady helped Thomas and herself get rid of all the remaining, unnecessary piece of clothes. The love motion got going and there was no stopping. After having two orgasms, the lady lost her sense of time, only felt the male's body, her body was rocking by the command of desire. After some time, she almost swooned from the pleasure. D. Thomas turned right beside the lady and was stroking her. As soon as he noticed that she fell asleep, he wrapped her up. But, as if she were looking for D. Thomas’s body while she was dreaming. He was watching the sleeping lady for a while. Then, he stripped her hugging arms off himself and carefully got up. He switched off his sex program, his male piece got into calm position. He got dressed silently and shut the door behind him. He was cherishing the thought that sex induced good feelings in him but he did not have such an overwhelming experience as the girl did. He was wondering whether the main constructor had built in all the four thousand sensory nerves into his organ, which senses sexuality or only females have such an overwhelmingly huge orgasm? I'll ask this tonight in the electronic mail sent via radio-waves.

He was wondering what the opinion of ordinary people was about this topic. These individuals on the street do not speak too much, only about things that are important. The only start mouthing off if they get to some sort of bar and drink some kind of mind altering substance. Anyway, this drink makes you start mouthing off. He just stopped right before a pub. He switched on the shrinking program. In a half millimeter shrinking mode, he wanted to see and hear the expressions of mind twisted people. He sat on the shoulder of a man entering a pub. The man looked around, saw a seat but in the next moment, a fellow juice head invited him in a drunken voice to his table.

– How are you doing, my buddy? – asked the man, who entered the bar. He did not even wait for the answer, the next question already came:

– What would you like to drink?

– White wine cooler as always. I rarely have a shot because it knocks me out fast!

Interpreting program: strong spirits are called shots because their effect is felt immediately. He drinks alcohol rarely because it gets to his head quickly.

– I'm just asking because I saw that you already had a janitor as well!

Interpreting program: one deciliter of wine, two deciliter of soda water with carbonated water; this drink is called janitor.

– It sometimes happens when I have little money!

– Anyway, I'll get the two white wine coolers to avoid getting died of thirst; otherwise, I'd feel bad about it! It would not be great if we got dried up like tropical plant in the Sahara!

At the bar, after ordering two glasses of white wine coolers, he asked for another two half shots of vodka, saying that he tried to get on the same wavelength as his table company. When the other guy, Johnny arrived with the two glasses of white wine coolers, the wine lover, sitting guy started praising his fellow, Steve.

– You are so good to me like a mother to her stupid child. You love me without reservations!

Steve did not comment on the emotional expression. By the time Steve got to the table, the white drink from Johnny’s glass disappeared. It did not evaporate but disappeared in the sinker of his stomach.

– To your health! – Steve raised his glass, who clinked his glass to Steve's then they drank. Then, without any transition, Johnny started crying.

– Guess what, my wife became a whore – he began – she left me stranded like Saint Peter did with the Gypsies. She did not say a word about wanting to leave or break up with me; she just walked away. Yesterday afternoon, coming home from the daily toil – according to interpreter, from work – I said, I am eating good food, which she normally makes, then I'll get an hour sleep. Then I'll pop in here to the male entertainer to get a better relaxation afterward and to endure the toil next day. Then, there is big surprise at home when entering the flat. It is almost empty, the dirty bitch packed away almost everything. She left a plank-bed, a table and a chair in the flat. She even took the wardrobes, leaving my clothes scattered around on the floor. So, Johnny, she really screwed you.

Being unable to do anything, my eyes were swimming with tears so much that I would have been able to quench the thirst of ten dozen of mice. This registered bitch did this to me. But, if she gets into my sight, I'll beat her up so much that not even her own mother will recognize her!

Johnny was now smiling; he imagined beating his wife and she was screaming. That was how he tried to get even with her, as if it had actually happened. Steve put up a sympathetic face, listened and sometimes nodded. He felt like having to say something smart.

– You know, you cannot trust any woman. My father always says that it is easier to look after hundred rabbits on a meadow than your wife.

Johnny nodded coincidentally, then said:

– Of course, I could have seen it coming because she was not really a woman with me. She only opened her fender-benders quite reluctantly when I