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During her first visit to Casanay, Marda is confronted by Anthony who reveals that Nyrtia is struggling to learn how to use her Reality Viewer at Observer Base. Anthony demands of Marda some assurance that she does not intend to reveal Eddy's secrets to the world. Anthony soon realizes that Marda has not come to Casanay in order to terminate the Casanay Intervention, but Anthony can't understand why Ylyndra is inside Marda and what her new travel mission is. When asked why Ylyndra has returned to Casanay inside the Marda host and has brought Marda to Casanay "so much sooner this time", Ylyndra speaks directly to Anthony and makes comments about useful biological objects always "coming in pairs", citing examples of Eddy and Zeta, Rylla and Anthony and Tyhry and Marda.
The Hierozyme Intervention Chapter 3 - The Pairs (Chapter 1)(Chapter 2)
At the beginning of chemistry class, Marda and Tyhry were whispering to each-other when the teacher was trying to bring the noisy classroom to order. The teacher called on Marda by name, "Marda, what has your research taught you about chemistry?"
The room quickly quieted, but Marda finished whispering what she was telling Tyhry, taking just long enough to make clear to everyone in the room that Marda had more important things on her mind than classwork. Finally, Marda turned her head and replied to the teacher, "I learned last night that I had mistakenly assumed that any biological macro-molecular polymer contains phosphorus."
The teacher said. "Good work. You should learn from your mistakes and also Tyhry's. Don't let Tyhry get you in trouble... she thinks she can get away with anything. For some interesting chemistry, look up rubber."
A boy who was seated towards the back of the classroom called out, "Look up! Rubber!" A flicked condom packet came flying across the classroom and landed on Marda's desk with a comical splat.
After the laughter faded away, the teacher tried again to regain control and wrote 'dolichols' on the whiteboard. "Homework for over the weekend, for everyone. Look up dolichols and write a 500 word essay on their biological function and chemical features."
When the teacher looked again at Marda, she saw that Marda was holding in her raised hand a twenty dollar bill and the condom packet and Marda said, "Extra credit for anyone who can tell me who this condom belongs to. It says "large" on the packet and I'm dying to find out who it fits."
The teacher tried not to laugh, but failed. After class, Marda got a mini-lecture from the teacher about how not to interject disruptive off-topic comments into a class session. Marda shrugged and said, "You started it."
The teacher sighed. "In addition to the 500 words on dolichols, you will also do a 1000 word-long report on the molecular constituents of isoprenoids and rubbers."
Marda gave a mock solute and walked away, muttering just loud enough for the teacher to hear, "Fine... I've always wanted to learn more about semen."
Stepping into the hallway, Marda was met by Tim who held out his hand and said, "Give me my condom."
Marda pulled the packet out of her pocket and asked, "Is this really yours?"
"Hurry up. I don't want to be late for my next class."
Marda said, "I can't believe you are really a large." She held the packet up in the air behind her head. "We need to do the scene from Cinderilla where you try it on for me... show that it fits."
Tim laughed. "Okay. You keep it. Meet me after school for a fitting session." Tim turned and ran off to his next class.
After school, Marda was putting on her helmet and being teased by Tyhry, "You may need to cut off your hair to get that thing on your head." Marda was struggling to get a last few strands of her voluminous hair out of her eyes and tucked into her new helmet. Earlier in the day, Tyhry had sent some of her hair nanites into Marda's hair in order to poof-up her gorgeous hair. Now to speed up the process of Marda getting her helmet on, Tyhry re-programmed the hair nanites, shrinking Marda's hair stands back to their normal thickness. Tim arrived, riding his bike. Tyhry asked him, "You live nearby?"
Tim replied, "Yes, I live here in town."
Marda got on Tyhry's bike and put her arms around Tyhry. She told Tyhry, "Tim and I have a date."
Tyhry asked, "What date?"
Tim said, "Follow me." He rode off.
Marda told Tyhry, "Follow him! Don't let him get away."
Tyhry's bike could function in two modes. Tyhry had camouflaged her bike as a Prodeco battery-powered bike. Pretending to use battery power, Tyhry followed Tim five blocks across town to his house. In the driveway, Tim got off of his bike and told Tyhry and Marda, "Keep you voices down. I think my mom is here." The compressor motor of a big air-conditioning unit was growling on the roof. Tim pushed his bike around the side of the house to a shed. Tyhry and Marda followed, Tyhry pushing her bike. Tim put his bike in the shed then turned to Marda with his hand held out.
Marda held up the condom packet. "I want to put it on you."
"Well hurry up before my mom gets here."
Marda soon had Tim fully erect. Tyhry commented, "Tim, you are huge."
Marda said, "As I suspected. Tim must have Ek'col genes."
Tyhry said, "Maybe Asterothrope."
Tim told Marda, "Hurry up... get on with it."
Marda tucked the condom packet into Tim's shirt pocket. "Thanks for the show. See you on Monday." Marda turned and walked away.
Tim said, "Hey, don't leave me like this."
Tyhry turned her bike around and told Tim, "I'd like to help you with that, but Marda seems to be in a hurry." After one last glance at Tim's magnificent erection, Tyhry followed Marda back to the street. As Marda got back on Tyhry's bike she said, "According to your dad, the alien-derived Ek'col genes are all actually Asterothrope genes."
Tim's house was on the edge of town. Tyhry guided her bike to the end of the dead-end street then off of the road and into the desert. After following a narrow path for a minute Tyhry said, "Hold on tight." Tyhry activated the bike's flight system and they rose up into the air.
Marda shouted, "Someone will see us!"
With the wind rushing past, Tyhry also shouted. "Nobody will see us. We are cloaked by a hierion field."
For several minutes Marda accommodated herself to the conditions of flying through the air on Tyhry's bike. She had deduced that this must be how Tyhry traveled across the desert so quickly. Eddy had included the idea of a flying car that used anti-gravity hierions in one of his novels, so Marda was not really surprised to find Tyhry using alien anti-gravity technology. Marda put her hands on Tyhry's taught belly and then she could telepathically sense the flow of Tyhry's thoughts. Marda realized that it was all over: she was in love with Tyhry. Marda let one of her hands move up to Tyhry's bra. Shouting over the wind rushing past, Marda said, "This ride is smooth as glass. You don't need nipple protection."
Tyhry telepathically told Marda: You don't need to shout. I can see your thoughts. Tyhry was now certain that Marda was also tryp'At, allowing them to communicate telepathically.
Marda pressed her finger tip against one of Tyhry's stiff little nipples. It is just just like in Eddy's novels, except a tryp'At is supposed to have four nipples.
Manny used developmental control nanites to give our bodies a normal human form.
I'd like to meet Manny.
She taught me how to program zeptites. That's how I proofed up your your hair today.
Marda could see in Tyhry's mind that it was also by using her zeptite programming skills that Tyhry had built the flying bike they were riding on. That's it! That is how you will lower Earth's level of atmospheric methane!
Unable to sort through the flashing jumble of thoughts that were racing through Marda's mind, Tyhry asked, "What are you talking about?" Then Tyhry realized that there were two minds there in telepathic contact with her.
Marda's telepathic mind pattern slipped away, seemingly pushed aside by another, stronger mind pattern which told Tyhry: I'm Ylyndra, a zeptozoan inside Marda.
Tyhry asked: What do you want at Casanay? But they were approaching Casanay and Tyhry had to concentrate on the landing.
Then as they coasted across the paved part of the Casanay driveway in front of the garage, Marda said, "That was a blast!" Marda stopped playing with Tyhry's stiff nipple and placed her hands on Tyhry's hips. The door to the garage section that Tyhry used to park her bike opened and they rolled to a stop inside the garage. First Marda and then Tyhry got off of the bike. Tyhry adjusted her bra and warned Marda, "Try to control yourself this weekend. My mom does not know what its like to be a horny tryp'At. She expects me to behave like a chaste human twelve-year-old."
Tyhry led Marda into the house and to the kitchen. Anthony already had two glasses of cold milk poured and waiting for the two girls. Tyhry picked up one of the glasses. "Thanks Anthony. This is Marda, Rylla's daughter."
Anthony set a platter of his home-made cookies on the island. Anthony told Marda, "Let me show you the Blue Room. You can dump your pack in there."
Tyhry downed the milk and then set the empty glass down. "I'm going to tell mom that we are home." Tyhry went to find Zeta then glanced out the window and saw that Zeta and Rylla were on the back patio, in the hot tub. Tyhry went out the back door.
Marda took a dainty sip of the milk, then Ylyndra linked telepathically to Anthony. Marda handed Anthony her back pack and asked, "Where is the Blue Room?"
Anthony took Marda's back pack in one hand and the platter of cookies in the other and led Marda into the East wing of Casanay. He said, "Right this way." He telepathically asked Ylyndra: You again?
You seem surprised. Ylyndra told Anthony: I though maybe Nyrtia would have seen this coming after the latest Reality Change.
When they passed the door to Tyhry's room, Anthony told Marda, "That's Tyhry's room." Anthony told Ylyndra: Nyrtia is struggling to make use of the Reality Viewer. It shows too many possible futures.
Nyrtia should learn to read the fine print. Manny gave her a Reality Viewer, but knowing how to use it is a whole different problem.
Anthony led Marda into the Blue Room. He set the cookies on a table and hung the backpack on a hook inside the big walk-in closet. Looking around the room, Marda commented, "Wow, just the way Eddy described the Blue Room inside Windwood." Anthony asked Ylyndra: Why have you brought Marda here so much earlier this time? Is Marda planning to reveal to the world that Eddy's stories are fact-based?
Anthony told Marda, "There is swim wear in the closet if you want to join Tyhry and your mother in the hot tub." He exited from the Blue Room and walked back towards the kitchen.
Ylyndra, still telepathically linked to Anthony told him: Marda's plans are fluid. She's mostly interested in using Casanay as a source of technology. She only recently learned that Tyhry can provide what she wants, not Eddy.
Anthony continued trying to get more information from Ylyndra, but their telepathic linkage had seemingly been broken. Anthony thought about Ylyndra's unique zeptozoan mind pattern and told her: Tell me what you are up to, or you'll end up at Observer Base.
Ylyndra telepathically told Anthony: Important biological objects come in pairs; Tyhry and Marda, Eddy and Zeta, you and Rylla. Although you are only pretending to be biological. Rylla's a positronic robot, you know, just like you.
Anthony admitted: I noticed. But there was no further contact with Ylyndra the zeptozoan.
Now worried about the mystery of why Ylyndra had returned to Casanay, Anthony quickly crafted an emergency message which he sent to Nyrtia at Observer Base.
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Tyhry found Zeta and Rylla in the hot tub. Tyhry said, "Anthony is showing Marda the Blue Room." Tyhry peeled off her clothes and climbed into the hot tub. She could not help comparing Zeta's big Neanderthal-style breasts to Rylla's cute little breasts.
Zeta asked, "How was school?"
Tyhry said, "One big surprise." She told Zeta and Rylla about the events at the start of chemistry class. She was describing Tim's gigantic genitals when Marda arrived.
Marda had put on a swimsuit, but now saw that everyone in the tub was naked. "She said, I feel over dressed."
Tyhry said, "Just like when you were feeling Tim's big testicles."
"Eddy's descriptions of Ek'col anatomy did not prepare me for the incredible size of Tim's balls." Marda climbed into to tub and added, "Or the size of your mom's boobs."
Zeta took hold of her two breasts, one in each hand and playfully bounced them up and down at the surface of the water in the tub. "Tyhry really enjoyed these when she was nursing... I suppose that's why she did not ween until she was six years old. Now she can't wait for her own breasts to grow bigger."
Tyhry put a hand on one of her little breasts, "My cycles have gotten pretty regular, these should be growing."
Marda shook her head, "According to Eddy, the tryp'At mature late."
Tyhry asked Rylla, "Do you also believe that Eddy's novels describe real aliens?"
Rylla shrugged, "I find Eddy's novels to be unreadable." She told Marda, "You need to be careful, child. You are ovulating and could get pregnant."
"Mom, in case you don't know, a woman can't get pregnant by giving a boy a hand job."
Rylla was not convinced. "Sperm cells are clever little creatures. Once they get ejaculated and start flying around they can end up anywhere. Little girls can get an unwelcome surprise."
Tyhry asked Rylla, "Does Marda ever listen to you?"
Rylla replied, "I suppose she listens, but I long ago gave up expecting her to take my advice. Marda thinks she knows everything and I've started to believe that maybe she does."
Zeta commented, "I don't want to know everything Tyhry knows. For a few more years, I want to pretend that she is still my little baby."
Marda told Tyhry, "Don't try to get a straight answer from my mother about anything. It really does not matter if she is not interested in Eddy. I was, and that's how I found you."
"I'm very pleased that you did. I love you, Marda. I never imagined that I'd find someone like you. It is as if you were designed and crafted just for me." Tyhry turned to Rylla and added, "Thank you."
"That's music to my ear, my love." Marda had a big smile on her face. "I feel like I really hit the jackpot by coming here."
Tyhry pulled Marda into her lap. "I usually have to get the massaging jets of this tub up to full power before I can come."
Zeta said, "You two should get a room."
Rylla asked Zeta, "Do you think it is wise to let these two be together? Just think of all the trouble they might brew up."
Zeta stood up and pulled Rylla to her feet. "I have a better idea. I'll take you to my room and Tyhry can introduce Marda to the wonders of this tub's massaging water jets." Zeta led Rylla inside through the door that led directly to the master bedroom suite.
For a few minutes Tyhry and Marda kissed each-other's faces and lips and explored each-other's bodies with their hands. Finally, Marda pulled back and while catching her breath, Marda asked Tyhry, "How much do you know about programming zeptites?"
Tyhry was telepathically exploring Marda's memories and using one hand to explore the inside of Marda's hot slick vagina while trying to give Marda an orgasm by rubbing the stiff glans of Marda clitoris with this finger tips of her other hand. Tyhry told Marda: Manny has taught me a lot, but she tells me that I am still a beginner. And I have to be careful how I use nanites so as not to provoke Nyrtia.
Tell me if this makes sense to you... Marda struggled to keep from losing her mind as Tyhry kept stimulating the rock-hard glans of her clitoris. We could use your zeptite programming skills to craft a catalyst, what Ylyndra calls a hierozyme, that could convert methane into carbon dioxide and that...
Tyhry giggled. Girl, I'm trying to give you an orgasm and you want to talk about methane?
Ylyndra came into the telepathic conversation, telling Tyhry: I'm trying to keep Marda on task. Anthony just informed Nyrtia that I'm here, inside Casanay. The clock is ticking. We don't have time to waste on orgasms.
Marda achieved a glorious orgasm then was able to complete her thought. Ylyndra tells me that you know how to work with anti-gravity hierions. We can make a hierozyme that would work in the upper atmosphere to bring down atmospheric methane levels.
Feeling very horny and realizing that Marda was not going to provide her with an orgasm, Tyhry turned the hot tub's water jets to full intensity and positioned herself for optimal stimulation of her own genitals. She wondered: What is a hierozyme?
Ylyndra explained to Tyhry: It is like an enzyme, but made of hierions.
Tyhry rushed herself to her own sweet climax then put her arms around Marda. An atmospheric engineering project would require vast numbers of hierions. Manny only gives me a limited supply of hierions to experiment with.
Marda was trying to brace against the walls of the tub so that she could grind the stiff glans of her clitoris against Tyhry. She whispered in Tyhry's ear, "I can't believe how huge your clitoris is."
Tyhry told Marda: I inherited the big clitoris from my mother.
Ylyndra told Marda and Tyhry: There are enough hierions for this project, right here at Casanay.
Tyhry asked: What are you talking about? Then the answer was there, in Marda's mind. Tyhry asked Marda: The gas well?
Marda was receiving the idea from Ylynda. The complete concept blossomed there in the shared mind space of Tyhry, Marda and Ylyndra. Marda said, "There are hierions in the natural gas!"
Tyhry asked, "Half the content of the gas is carbon dioxide?"
Marda explained, "Forget about that. Once we release the hierozymes and they start bringing down the methane level, we'll be the number one source of carbon dioxide in the world. It will be worth it, just to get rid of the methane." Marda asked Ylyndra: Why are there hierions in natural gas?
Ylyndra explained: There have been femtobot endosymbionts inside every biological organism on Earth for the past 4,000,000,000 years. The natural gas under Casanay is of biological origin. Some hierions are lost from defective femtobots and end up in natural gas.
Tyhry realized the answer. "The cloaking screen that I have for my bike! I could turn it into a filter to capture the hierions we need from the gas that comes up out of our well!" Tyhry climbed out of the tub. Not bothering to even pick up her clothes, she ran into the house and to the stairway that led down to the basement.
Marda raced after Tyhry. Arriving in the basement, Marda saw an array of cluttered benches. This was Tyhry's workshop where Tyhry had first learned to program hair and clothing nanites and where she had built her flying bike. Tyhry turned on the flow of gas to a bunsen burner and used her clothing nanites to grow a body suit over most of her skin. Tyhry captured some methane in a bottle which she then handed to Marda. Tyhry shut off the gas jet.
In her wet swimsuit, Marda complained, "It is cold down here."
Tyhry used programmed zeptites to cover Marda's body with an insulating layer of artificial clothing. "We should adjust the temperature. I prefer you naked, my love." Tyhry told Ylyndra: Give me the details on that methane-destroying hierozyme I saw in Marda's mind.
I'm sorry, but you have to do this yourself.
What are you talking about?
Ylyndra told Tyhry: Anthony has to see you go through the process of figuring this out. Then the hierozyme will be your creation and not alien technology provided to Earth by the bumpha.
Tyhry shrugged. "How hard can this be?" Tyhry thought about the problem and began modifying the programming of some of the zeptites she had used to build her flying bike. Those zeptites were highly intelligent and responded to Tyhry's telepathic commands.
Marda put the bottle of methane on the bench top and then placed her hands on Tyhry's cute bottom and pulled her close. What are you doing?
Programming zeptites. There! These zeptites already have a hierozyme library. Tyhry reached past Marda and picked up the bottle that contained methane. "Now the re-programmed zeptites are making the hierozymes." Ten seconds went by. "That should be enough" Tyhry briefly opened the cap on the bottle. A small sparkling cloud of hierions rushed into the bottle. Then Tyhry sealed the bottle again and set the bottle back down. The glass walls of the bottle fogged with condensing water vapor. "Excuse me." Tyhry pulled away from Marda and got a book of matches out of a drawer. She struck a match then held the flame close to the bottle's cap. She opened the bottle. The flame of the match kept burning. Tyhry dropped the match into the bottle. After a few seconds the flame went out. "See! That was easy. My hierozyme converted the methane to carbon dioxide and water."
"It is done?" Marda asked, "You did it?"
Tyhry nodded. "I now know how to make hierozymes that destroy methane. But we are going to need to obtain a big supply of hierions."
UNDER CONSTRUCTION (adding illustrations)
Next: Chapter 4 of "The Hierozyme Intervention".
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