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“oh, they’re wanting her to take some of theirs. He’s telling her they can exchange information and for her to try his stuff. She takes something they put on her tongue, and I think they gave me some, too. “They dropped it in our mouths. It was kind of clear, maybe slightly yellow. Everything seems to be centered around Grandy now,” Ted described as he relived the event. “She refused to have sex with the reptilian, so they left and hurried back with supposedly my grandfather. By that time, my grandmother seems to be submitting to the sexual situa- tion. She doesn’t seem to be resisting. After he’s done with her, another one’s on her now. Then they take me and lift me up on top of her as if I’m supposed to be having sex with her. But I can’t recall any stimulation.” “Does she respond to you?” “She seems to be kind of out of control.” “That thing they gave you by mouth, did it affect you in any way?” “T don’t think I was sexually excited,” Ted said, “but it affected Grandy, like they’d given her some kind of aphrodi- siac.” “What’s happening now?” “There’s more than one that has intercourse with her,” he continued, at least three. Then the one that looked like my grandfather comes over, and he makes me have oral sex with him.” “So does he have a penis?” “Yeah, but it doesn’t look like a normal man’s. It looks more like a male dog, more shaped like a little gun. Instead of just getting an erection, it seems to come out of an encase- ment like a gun. “They’ ve moved my grandmother off the table,” he said, “and they put me on it. It’s flat now, horizontal. Then one of them has anal intercourse with me. They say something about the other group that has something to do with me, and it’s like they’re laughing about it. Like they’re making fun of the situation.” Ted’s disgust was evident, but he was also bewildered. “I don’t know what they’re talking about,” he admitted, “but Masquerade of Angels 236 it’s me. They’re doing this to get even, maybe, that’s the only way I know how to say it.” “How do you feel while this is happening to you?” Barbara asked. “Are you able to think?” “T’m crying out for Grandy,” Ted said. “I can’t seem to feel a lot of pain, but I’m terribly frightened. My hands are clamped down on something, and my ankles, too. When that reptilian came to take me and says they’re going to keep me there, Grandy steps in between us. She says, ‘In the name of Jesus Christ, I demand that you stop.’ She says that for what they’ve done to us, he will burn in hell forever. He says there is no hell. “She says, ‘You’re not going to have our souls.’ She rebuked him, that’s what made him so angry. She’s got me close to her, and they’re all standing back, and she says, “You tricked me, you tricked us.’ She’s angry about the herbs and what they did to us.” After a brief pause, Ted concluded the recollection. “That’s all I can remember. We have our clothes back on, and he tells her, “You’re going to die for this, because that boy belongs to us.’ And then we seem to be back in our bedroom.” “How do you feel now?” “Repulsed somewhat,” he admitted, “angry. Hurt. Glad that I looked at it, but it was so hard to look at. The first regression came easier. They didn’t want me to see this one. Old Volmo, my buddy, the reptilian who taught me all those wonderful things, I bet he’s the sorry bastard who was doing that to me.” Ted shook his head, overwhelmed and deeply angry. “No wonder he liked me so well. I bet he’s done other things, too, when he used to come and visit me in Atlanta. I would remember it the next day, that he’d been there and taken me places. He seemed to be extremely fond of me, in a very loving kind of way. I didn’t know that he was bad.” It was time to end the regression, so Barbara directed Ted to return to the present time and place. Then she led him up from the trance state and made sure he was back in a normal state of consciousness. Masquerade of Angels 237 The Light - Twenty-Three The Light - Twenty-Three