Being in the country did not mean that my work with Old Kipler was over. It only opened a new market for him. Aspen's rate of egg production was 3.7. Those eggs were all bronze. My rate was 1.5 silver eggs a day. Because I was a high leveled layer, all of my children would be as well. Benny and Kenny would have a rate of production of 3.15. That meant they would each lay 3 eggs every single day once they reached the age of sexual maturity. A fourth egg would drop once a week. I was not doping on the yellow drug when fertilizing the second batch of Aspen's eggs. That meant that Fuyuta, Haruto, Natsumi, and Akira would all have a lower rate of production. They probably would not complain about that. Their rate of egg production was 2.59. They would lay 2 full eggs a day. On every fourth and fifth day, they would have a break from laying some extra eggs. On the first 3 days of their cycle, they all would drop a third egg. Naomi was not a layer. The child's rate was an average of the parents'. I was the only one, so my rate was halved. That left a rate of 0.75. It was actually under 1.
Catching a rate under 1 was nice for stealth. It meant that you were not laying eggs every single day. Planning around it would be easier when there was less evidence to destroy and you had time to appear perfectly normal. It would be great. When it came to a rate of 0.75, Evan would lay an egg 3 out of 4 days. Having that many eggs would make us a lucrative business. Old Kipler would surely be expecting a cut. Not only that, he would also use us to expand his criminal empire. Guns, drugs and protection rackets began to spread in the town we lived in. The local sheriff was totally outmatched. He took the bribe easily. There was no point in dying for no reason. It made our living situation comfortable. Not a single person around our home had the balls to mess with us. Layers were not seen as a good thing here. People were traditional near us. They thought layers were an abomination. They really hated male layers. It was supposed to be a female's place to bring life into the world. Following this train of thought, they viewed hatchlings with distrust and disdain. Aspen was one.
It would be a bad idea to do any harm to Aspen. It would be foolish to hurt any member of my household. Even though Aspen was not in danger, they were very cold and distant towards him. No one was polite to him. They were not rude either. They just treated him like he was not there. It made Aspen feel bad. There was not much that I could do about it. When I was with him and the children we had together, they treated me like that too. None of the townspeople even knew that I was a male layer. They just did not like the others. Naomi and Evan were spared. Naomi was not a layer. She was also a natural mother. Evan was not a hatchling. When the 3 of us were out, they were more polite and accommodating. It was so sick. Aspen did not deserve that treatment. There was nothing I could do. Forcing the issue would just make matters worse. In order to make Aspen feel better about his situation here in town, I gave him to Naomi. He was my concubine. I had the right to share him with my wife. I did not want more kids at the moment. Aspen could enjoy actually using his dick for once too.
