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    Foster Care Love – (Chapter: ch 8)

     

    Susan smiled down at the man beside her; he nodded his head before his husband kissed him from behind and he turned his attention to him, “So we drew the Sticks of Love to see who was meant to bare the child and it was Robin so they had sex and soon a child was conceived. And as you know the mate has no rights to the child and Hue understands, just like when he decides to have a child with his husband Cane and they use the Stones of Venus to find their mate the child conceived and born is legally theirs and the one who birthed it has no rights to that child.”

     

    Everyone nodded as we did understand it was one of the first rules taught to us when joining and I loved this idea that at least in our society gay men had legal rights to their children with out the mother trying to take over as well as lesbian women had the rights and the fathers couldn’t come in and take over.

     

    “So Jayden Ann Trent was born, we loved her more than anything but when she was two years old she was kidnapped by the two Cryptic’s who were caught by the police but had time to hide her, we know she’s still alive because we have not felt her death but we have no clue where she is…until now.”

     

    Susan gulped trying to keep her hands from trembling and I’ am wondering where this girl was and where Susan’s wife Robin is and just watching my leader, the woman who became like a mother to me since my own disowned me for being gay, shake in fear at her memories and I knew there was more to the story being told to us.

     

    “Ashley,” Hue began taking over for the emotional Susan. Licking my lips I stood, all eyes on me and I was trying to think of something I might have done to warrant one of the leaders to talk to me instead of a high up authority, “You are going to be the main person in this mission.”

     

    Murmurs began to spread as the group tried to figure out what I was trying to figure out, why the hell was a teenager being put in the lime light when the adults usually handled missions, “Me?”

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