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Finder's Keepers

By: Scorpio44a



"Look!" Matt's arm showed me where to look. He pointed out to his right along the side of the country road we were on. Tied to a telephone pole was a woman! I couldn't tell how old or much about her except she was badly beaten, bloody and naked! I stopped and backed up to her.

"What do we do?" Matt asked. Matt is my youngest brother. He was seventeen that morning, anxiously waiting for the next day when he would leave seventeen behind. Just like me, he had lived on the family farm all his life. Went to school in the small town near the farm, where all twelve grades met in six classrooms. His graduating class was two people bigger than mine. I graduated with Frank Stevens and Paul Benedict. He graduated in a class of five. Three girls, my brother Matt and Frank Steven's younger brother Carl. 

"We untie her, get her in here and maybe save her life." 

I got my K-bar from under the seat and got out. There was nothing around us for at least a quarter of a mile. No trees, bushes, side roads, shacks, houses, barns, people or vehicles. Matt got the blanket out of the cargo area of the SUV. He wrapped her in it and I cut the rope that held her wrists high above her head.

She was limp, unconscious and cold. We got her inside, onto the backseat. We got back in and I started down the road with the heater on. Half an hour and twenty-five miles later she moaned and Matt asked, "What next?"

"We could stop in the next town and see if a doctor can help her."

"Nooo." It wasn't loud but it was her. "He's the one who did this."

I drove through town, obeying the speed limit as if our lives suddenly depended on it. South of town, I used another road to get me back to the main interstate. Two hours later we were no longer in that state. She moaned a little louder and Matt turned and asked her if she was thirsty.

"I'm thirsty, hungry and filthy. I hurt in places I didn't know I could hurt two days ago." The words came out slowly, softly and the pain was in every syllable. While Matt helped her with a bottle of water I kept driving. I was getting hungry and Matt is always hungry so I looked for a fast food place.

I saw a sign that three miles ahead there were three fast food places. I asked, "Could you eat something if we get it for you?"

She sat partially up and saw what was ahead. "Yes. I'm sore but I need some food. Anything you get, I'll eat." She slumped back down and covered herself with the blanket.

"Matt, toss our jackets over the top of the blanket, sort of hap-hazardly so it looks like we just have stuff back there, not a woman." He did it. I pulled to the drive-through ordering station and ordered three hamburgers, a grilled cheese sandwich, three fries, two large beverages and one of their t-shirts. The girl inside asked what size. Matt said, "Extra large."

I paid and she handed over a big bag of food and two huge drinks. I asked for extra napkins. She put them in the second bag which had the t-shirt in it. We drove farther south and stopped in a Wal-Mart parking lot to eat. Matt gave her the t-shirt first. He didn't want to give it to her and he wanted her covered. Didn't want to because she was the first live, adult, naked female he'd ever seen, close up. Wanted her covered because she looked like we beat her more than half to death.

We wolfed down our burgers while she slowly bit and chewed her sandwich. The progress she made on the fries was faster. I ate a burger, Matt ate two. After we ate I sent Matt inside to get two bottles of water and two towels. As soon as he left I turned and we talked.

"You want to tell me what happened?"

"I owe you that much, and more."

"You don't owe us anything. We wouldn't be the men our parents raised if we left you back there. Just help me understand. Please."

"I arrived in town two months ago, by bus. The diner had a sign in the window that advertised for a waitress. I needed a job and they gave me one. I got a room in a boarding house and started to get to know folks. Long story short I went to the roadhouse east of town a few times and someone got me drunk enough to take them home with me. Last week I took one of those pee-on-it pregnancy tests and it said I was pregnant." She paused and took a drink of the diet Coke I offered.

"I knew I couldn't be far along. I also knew I didn't want a kid, so I went to the doctor and asked for an abortion. He acted sympathetic and asked me to come back last evening and he'd do it there in his office, rather than twenty miles away at the hospital. When I came back he and two other men yelled at me for a while about being a whore and a murderer. Then the doctor decided if they disfigured me I'd never get pregnant again. All three beat me, raped me and eventually tied me to the pole to die." 

She paused again. I waited.

She looked at me and said, "They beat me some more. I prayed to die. Then I woke up in your truck."

"Any family or friends we should notify that you're alive?"

"Nope. Parents are gone. No brothers or sisters."

"You do anything beside waitressing?"

"I grew up on a farm till I was twelve. Learned to type in high school. When I ran away from home I started waitressing and selling booze in a few clubs. Did a little bookkeeping for one of the clubs where I worked."

"Ok. Matt and I are on our way to Orlando. He starts college there next week. You're going with us, unless you choose something else. I'm prepared to trust you, a little. I'll spring for some clothes and I'll feed you for the week. Matt doesn't need the whole story. Just tell him some men beat you up and left you to die. Ok?"

"Ok."

I got out a small notepad and pen. "Tell me your sizes. I'll go in and get you some clothes." She told me and I wrote. Matt came back. He closed the door and handed me the water and towels. I handed them to her, realizing we didn't even know her name.

"I'm Pete and this is Matt."

"I'm Mira. Mira Fiorino. Very glad to meet you."

I looked at Matt and said, "I'm going in and get a few things. You stay here with Mira. If trouble comes looking for you, run, don't fight. If I come out and you're gone I'll expect you back on the hour."

I turned and faced Mira and said, "The water is for you. You can wash a little, drink a little, whatever. I think it would be wise for you to get back under the blanket and sleep. I shouldn't be gone long."

As I got out I saw her cover up. Three steps after I closed the door I heard Matt lock the doors.

I bought her two outfits, comfortable, not fashionable. I bought some bandages and Neosporin too. At the check out I saw a bottle of Tylenol. I got it. I was gone less than twenty minutes. Matt unlocked the doors and I got in. The SUV started and we headed farther south.

"Can I sit up?" She asked.

A quick check of the mirrors told me no one was following us. "Sure. How are you feeling?"

"Like I went three rounds with Hulk Hogan."

"Sorry." Matt said.

"What's next?"

"We're going to stop for the night. One room, two beds. You'll get cleaned up and doctored, then we all get a good night's sleep."

"Ok." She looked out the window and I glanced back at her in the mirror. When I turned into the parking for a nice hotel her eyebrows went up, for a second. I went inside. The room I got was near the back of the hotel, away from the highway. I had Matt drive to the back and park near the back door. I went through the hotel and opened the back door. We brought in a suitcase, the Wal-Mart bag and Mira.

When the door to our room closed I locked it. We sent Mira into the bathroom. I told her to get cleaned up and ready for bed. I gave her both our dop kits and said she could use anything she found useful. She went in, closed the door and came right back out.

She motioned us to sit on one of the beds. We did. She stood in front of us.

"You said go in and get ready for bed. I want to know what that means. Which of you am I sleeping with? Is the price of food and clothes and a ride out of Alabama that I get fucked all the time we're together?"

Matt looked at me. Mira looked at both of us.

I spoke, "I'm going to sleep in this bed. Matt will be in that one. You can choose either bed, to share. I have never forced myself on a woman. Ever. I'm not going to start now. I can't say what Matt will do or not do. I'm pretty sure he has never been in bed with a woman. You might just be a huge temptation for him. Does that answer your questions?"

"Yes." She turned to go into the bathroom.

Matt spoke, "You'll be safe in my bed too. If I can ask a favor, I'd need the bathroom pretty badly."

Mira smiled and pointed to the door. "Go!" He was in and the door closed in two seconds.

Mira took Matt's seat next to me. "He's a good buy."

"Yes! I'm proud of him."

"We drop him at college tomorrow?"

"Sort of. He has orientation tomorrow afternoon. He moves into the dorm tomorrow. I figured to hang around for an extra day, just for moral support."

"Then, if it's Ok with you I'll sleep with Matt tonight and you tomorrow night. Boys in college talk to each other. He needs at least one good story."

Matt came out and Mira went in. Matt and I undressed and got in our beds.

"I wonder which bed she'll pick?" He asked.

"My money says yours. If she picks your bed, let her lead. If she wants to cuddle, do it. If she wants to spoon, do it. Anything else she wants, give it to her, but no intercourse."

"With you in the same room? No chance."

"Even if you both scream in pleasure, I'm not looking. Good night Matt." I rolled onto my side, facing away from him and went to sleep. Mira slept with Matt. What they did that night I couldn't tell you, even if I was willing. I slept.

When I woke up in the morning they were whispering. I said "Good Morning" and rolled over. Mira was half on top of Matt. She wasn't wearing a t-shirt. I could see enough of her chest to know she was bare. Matt was on his back and smiling like the grin would never go away.

"You two getting hungry?" I asked.

"I was born hungry." Matt told the truth. Mira nodded.

"I get the bathroom first. It's seven-twenty. Let's be out of here before eight-thirty, Ok?"

"Ok." Mira answered. I moved from bed to the bathroom and did my morning ritual. I came out wrapped in a towel and Mira sent Matt in. As soon as the door closed she got up. She was nude, unless you count bandages, bruises and scrapes as clothes. She came to me, pulled the towel off me and said, "You have a strong young son. I woke up this morning wanting him inside me. We didn't. Whatever will have you be comfortable filling me tonight, I want you to know I want you tonight."

She bent and kissed my growing interest, once. We both dressed. I noticed bandages on her back.

"Matt bandage you last night?"

"Yes. He has gentle hands. Be proud of him."

When Matt came out we were packed and ready to go. We loaded up and were on the road. We stopped and had a good breakfast at a Cracker Barrel. Matt needed to be on campus by noon. We were there at ten-fifty. Got his things stowed in his dorm room and met his roommate, a sophomore named Jeremy from Biloxi. He took over as tour guide and friend for Matt and as Mira and I got ready to go Mira gave Matt a kiss that got all three of us hard! Her parting words were, "Thanks for last night, Honey."

Somehow we kept from laughing until we were off campus.

"Was it Ok that I did that?"

"I would think so! A new kid on campus has a tough row to hoe. He now starts with an older guy seeing a woman kiss him good bye and thank him for a great night... in front of family!"

"I thought it might help." We drove into town and found a nice place to stay. Mira was quiet for a lot of the drive.

When she decided to talk she asked, "Can I ask questions?"

"I expected them yesterday."

"Yesterday I kept expecting to have to fight for my life or be left at the side of the road... again."

"Ok. Questions."

"Where is Matt's Momma?"

"South Carolina. I'm not married. Matt is my brother. Dad and Mom are busy on the farm and asked me to truck him down here."

"Your brother? I had it all wrong."

"He's the youngest. I'm the oldest."

"What's next for us?"

"Tell me something about you, please."

"Ok. My family name is Italian. I don't think I am. I took the last name of the best foster family I was in. When I turned eighteen they told me I suddenly had rights and one of them was the right to choose my own name. So, I did it. I grew up being passed from foster home to faster home in three different states. South Carolina, Tennessee, and Georgia. I graduated from high school three days before I turned eighteen. I left home four days later. I've worked on farms, as a waitress, a teller in a bank and a bookkeeper. I'm thirty-four years old."

"So am I. Do you want the abortion?"

"Yes! I've got no right to bring a child into my messed up life. If I knew someone who wanted a baby, couldn't have one, I'd carry this one and give it to them, but I'm not putting a kid into the system."

We pulled into a big shopping center and walked to a restaurant. We ordered and I pulled out my cell phone. I hit my speed dial and Mom answered.

"Mom, do you know if Beth and Tommy still want a baby?" Her answer lasted fifteen minutes. It was yes. When I could get a word or two in I told her to call them and have them call me. She wanted all the details and I told her she could learn everything from Beth, after I talked to Beth and Tommy. I folded the phone and Mira asked, "Will they call?"

"Before we finish lunch. Beth and Tommy are two years younger than us. He has his family farm. His Dad and Mom are still helping him there, but it's his farm. Beth was hurt when we were just kids. She's mostly Ok, but she can't get pregnant."

Our food was about half gone when my cell rang. I moved to sit beside Mira before I answered. Mira put her ear next to mine so we could both hear.

"Pete!" Beth screamed, "Did you call your Momma and say baby and my name in the same breath?"

"Yes."

"Oh, God bless you! Tell me everything!"

"I met a beautiful woman on our trip to Florida. She's pregnant and wants to find a good family for the baby."

"What's wrong with the baby?"

"Far as we know, nothing. She just feels she isn't able to be a mom yet and doesn't want her baby in the system or dead."

"When is she due?"

Mira whispered, "Late January or early February."

I said, "Late January or early February."

"Was that her whispering the answer?"

"Yes. Would you like an introduction?"

"Yes!" I didn't hear Beth any more. She and Mira talked for almost half an hour. Finally I took back the phone and told Beth, "You can talk for free on the weekend. I'm bringing her home with me. Please call my Momma and ask her to change the sheets on my bed. We'll call you when we get in."

I hung up. Mira was crying. I finished my lunch. I'd been taught by Momma that they were probably happy tears and I shouldn't worry over them.

When we were done eating we drove around. She rambled on about everything. We drove by SeaWorld and she let me know she had never been to any kind of amusement park. We drove by a multi-plex theatre and she told me she had been inside a theatre twice in her life. At six we met up with Matt and Jeremy. Jeremy led us to a favorite restaurant (for when he wasn't paying) and we had a good meal. Mira nearly smothered Matt with little displays of affection. Jeremy was so jealous he wanted to scream. I kept reminding myself of what she promised me.

We dropped the boys at the dorm at nine-thirty. I gave Matt two hundred in cash and a hug. Mira hugged both boys and squeezed their butts as she kissed them good-bye.

They walked inside the dorm happy. We got in the SUV and Mira said, "We just did a good thing."

We were in the hotel and in bed by ten-thirty. We had showered together and I found out that Mira could shave a man like an expert. She also knew something about pleasing this man and making sure she got pleased a few times herself. I hoped the people in rooms near us were deaf.

My original schedule had me back on the road home the next morning. We didn't go. By ten that morning we were at the gate into Epcot. I'd been there when Matt was about ten and our whole family loved it. Mira walked me nearly to death. She was excited all day long. At about three in the afternoon, Epcot had a rain and thunderstorm roll through. Mira dragged us both out in it and we got soaked. We laughed and later I found out she thought Disney had arranged the storm.

When we got back to the hotel it was midnight. I put in a wake up call for eight o'clock. By nine we were headed north. Mira called Matt on the cell and thanked him for being so nice to her. She told him she was headed to the farm and maybe to give her baby to Beth and Tommy.

Fifty miles later I realized she was acting like family. Two miles after that I realized I liked that idea.

When we stopped Friday night we put the wake up call in for five in the morning. We had dinner at six and were in bed before seven. I'm sure we got six or seven hours sleep. My aim was home by lunch time.

We no sooner crossed the county line than a County Mountie turned on his flashing lights and pulled us over.

"You Pete Evans?" He asked.

"Yes. You want my license and registration?"

"Nope. Call your Momma right now. When the call ends I'll give you an escort home."

I called. Momma was fast. She told me twice not to stop for food. When I hung up the County Mountie said, "Can you go a hundred in that?"

"Don't know. Never tried."

"Buckle up. We'll go ninety."

I followed his bright lights and noise until we were two miles from the farm, then he waved and turned the lights and noise off. Momma and Beth were on the porch. Tommy and Dad were in the yard. Doc Williams stood beside Dad.

We had a noisy lunch. I'm pretty sure none of the women took a breath until the sun started to go down. They talked, laughed and even cried as they got to know each other. Doc gave Mira a good going over and said she sustained no lasting damage to her or the baby. As evening came we ate dinner together and Dad and I went to the barn to make sure all the animals were handled for the night.

Once out of sight and hearing of the women Dad asked, "Linking Mira with Beth and Tommy is a good thing. I can't remember seeing Beth so happy. My question is, what are your plans?"

"My plans? I'll be right here Dad. When you are ready to retire I'm right here to take over the farm. That's my plan."

"You need a wife."

"I've been thinking about that. I don't know if Mira is the one, but while she carries the baby I aim to find out."

"She's lived a different life. She might not like living on a farm away from the excitement of the city. Farm life is hard."

"Like I said, we'll find all the answers in the months till the baby is born."

We got all the animals taken care of and walked back to the house. Beth and Tommy were getting ready to go home. It was obvious they didn't want to go. Mira was exhausted. I stood beside her, put my arm around her shoulders and said, "Don't wait until January to see us again. You have a farm to look after and so do we. You take care of your farm and I'll do my best to take care of Mira and the baby."

Hugs and kisses were given and shared. Mira and I walked Tommy and Beth out to their truck and watched as they drove away.

"You have wonderful friends and I already love your Momma."

"Momma had included you on our Christmas card before the cop brought us home."

"I felt it. It scares me some."

"You can be scared if you want. Momma will love you, scared or not."

"What about you?"

I stopped. We faced each other and I said, "I think she loves me too."

Mira smiled a shy smile and said, "Nice deflection. That wasn't my question and you know it. No pressure. I can wait for an answer."


Finders Keepers



The trail I was on seemed to be leading me around in circles. Or else this country all looked the same. For some reason I had a feeling I had been this way before. What was I doing in this God forsaken place anyhow? Thinking back on everything that had happened, I knew I had to be out of my fucking mind. Maybe everyone was right; "Randy Miller" had no mind. Either way, I really screwed up getting involved in this thing. But it was too late now. I was involved. Right up to my neck.

This nightmare all started when a friend of mine, Jack Stone, came to me with a story about a shipment of high tech secret weapons that was lost on a shuttle flight from Earth Sector IV, here on Mars, to Earth Sector II, on Venus. "So what," I asked. "Why should I care about something like that? Unless!!! There's a lot of money at stake!"

"To hell with the finder's fee, try for once in your stinking miserable life to think about someone other than yourself," Jack said.

"Now, just why in the hell should I start doing that?"

"Because the pilot of the shuttle was Gloria," he replied. "You remember her... You know, Gloria Miller, your wife, the one you never got a divorce from..."

Why hadn't I divorced her? That was one broad that I really didn't want to think about or even remember. But now it all came rushing back, like a roaring flood. The pain I hoped had gone, was still there. That's why I had put her out of my mind. That's the only way I could live with it. Sort of like she never existed.

When I met her the year was 2097 and I was 22 years old and carefree. I was known as an adventurer to some people and just plain crazy to others. Usually doing anything and everything. Right or wrong, good or bad, I never asked questions, only if the money was right. Then, on a flight back from Venus I met her. Gloria Jacob!

She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Even though I had traveled all over the galaxy and had met many pretty women, I had never met or seen anyone like her. Long golden hair, deep blue eyes and a body that was out of this world. I should have known that someone this beautiful would eventually bring me nothing but trouble. But what the hell, I'm an adventurer, right? So we became involved. She was on Venus to fly the shuttle for Mars Air. A company that was to this the 21st century, what F.U. Air was to the 20th century. Not a bad job to have. But it sure makes for a lousy bed partner. The crazy hours and all. Almost as bad as mine. I guess that was the main cause of our problems.

Our first night together was one to remember. We could not get enough of each other. Seeing her standing naked in front of the window, with the moon rays framing her, as if she were something out of an artist's painting. Never had I been so aroused. I have been blessed with a bigger cock than most men, close to 16 inches long and 3 1/2 inches across. I took her there on the floor. Her hot body responding to my every touch like a violin in its master's hands. Not a whimper as I slid it in. Only when I started to come and it grew did she scream from the pleasure. Everything we did together and to each other that night was perfect. No inhibitions. No doubts. Just pure lust and love for each other. What man in his right mind could ask for more?

We were married a month later. A whirlwind that should never have happened. I think that was when the problems really started. Now, we had made a commitment to each other. Something new to me. Probably for her also. With my jobs taking me all over the galaxy, I never knew from one minute to the next when I would be home. It fell apart after we had been together for about a year. I came home one night without calling, after being gone for over a month. I thought I would really surprise her with the flowers and the wine I picked up. Maybe we still had a chance.

I opened the door to our house and turned on the lights. There on the floor lay my wife. Her legs spread wide, her hands rubbing her breasts, pinching her nipples, her head moving violently from side to side. Between her spread thighs I could see the head of Brenda, her girlfriend and copilot. I had met her once before and at the time thought her to be a little weird. Now I knew why. Gloria's moans were intense and her scream was earsplitting as she climaxed. All I could do was stand there like a statue and watch.

They both raised their heads and looked up at me with dazed expressions on their faces. They got up, their arms wrapped around each other and Gloria said, "Why didn't you call when you got in to let me know you were back?"

I suppose I really lost it then. I started yelling, "You dirty slut-- You two timing whore--You stinking freak, while I'm gone you throw me over for this fat, ugly pig." Then, I did something completely out of character for me. Without saying another word --I simply left!

That's right. I simply turned and walked out the door. Leaving them standing there naked, with bewildered looks on their faces. I must have stayed soused for a month. I don't remember where I had been or what I'd done or whom I did it with. But the booze here on Mars does that to you. You feel like shit afterwards -- if you survive the hangover. There were enough odd jobs to keep me busy.

Enough to keep me sane and at least off of the bottle for a while. Time had managed to pass fairly quickly. Although, subconsciously I guess I stayed away from Mars and Venus, so I wouldn't have to fly on Mars Air and take a chance on bumping into Gloria or Brenda. I couldn't handle that yet.

That all happened two years ago. Recently, I shelled out 100,000 SQDs (galaxy currency called Squids) for a used Star-Duster cruiser and had it rigged out with lasers and cannons. She's a pretty tight ship. Travels at Mach 3 and has cloaking capabilities, just in case I have to be invisible for some reason. Of course, if I could come up with 100,000 SQDs more, I could have added a Warp drive. But the old girl probably wouldn't hold together going faster that the speed of light.

I had only been back from Pluto a few days and was trying to get some very badly needed rest. That's when good ol' buddy Jack showed up with this tale of his.

"OK Jack, what is the load of crap you are telling me now?" I asked.

"Last week, Gloria and Brenda took flight 69 out to Venus Earth Sector III. They never arrived. The last message from them stated that there had been an explosion on board and they were going down. Their last known coordinates put them over the Cuspidate Range on planet Yargo, as of now an unexplored planet," he said.

Sounds like an appropriate flight number for her, I thought, but asked instead, "What was her cargo?"

"Some sort of new high tech military weapon systems and the word is out that there are some powerful forces in the galaxy that want that stuff, regardless of the cost," he replied.

I started making out a list of things I would need on this mission and gave it to Jack.

"I need all the information you can get on her last known position and all you can get on that cargo she was carrying. The fewer people that know about this, the better," I said.

"I will get everything you need but I get to go with you," he said.

Thinking for a minute, it might not be a bad idea to have some extra help. Also he might be more apt to keep his mouth shut about all this, if his neck was on the line too. "All right Jack, you can come along, besides if I were going to break her neck when I saw her, I'd have done it a long time ago," I said.

Two weeks went by. We hadn't had a trace of them or the shuttle. Even some things showing up on radar scans proved to be nothing. So it would be on foot the rest of the way. The Cuspidate Range is an ominous place to have to land a perfectly good ship. To have to land on that involves problems that would require a miracle or one hell of a lucky pilot. Was Gloria one of those?

The terrain was made up of mountains, deserts and everything in between. Just when you had one type of terrain figured out, it changed. We encountered everything from giant scorpions, to small snakes that can bite through steel. Even the bugs had teeth. Jack got wrapped up by some sort of plant with tentacles that almost sucked all the blood out of him. It took a few days for him to get his strength back. It seemed like I had seen some of these creatures before but I'm not sure. Something was very strange and familiar about this place.

We traveled over, around, and through every type of country one can imagine. We were about ready to give up when Jack said that he saw some movement below the ridge we were standing on. Using my Image Magnifiers I started scanning the valley. I didn't see it at first but then there it was. The lost shuttle, partially hidden. I could not make out any signs of life around the site so we started down. The mountain was not going to be an easy thing to get down off of. There were drop-offs that, according to my Abyss Depth Meter, fell 1000 feet or more straight down. It took the better part of a day to make our way down to the shuttle's location.

I told Jack to circle around to the other side and check things out. If it looked clear, then he should make his way to the ship. I would do the same from this side. I would give him ten minutes before I would make any move, just in case. During the wait, I sat there thinking about what I would do or say when I saw her. What if she was dead? Or hurt badly. NO! -- Nothing could happen to her, not now. I wouldn't let it. Then I thought to myself, "Miller you damn idiot, haven't you suffered enough because of her?"

Those ten minutes seemed like forever. Finally, I started making my way towards the ship. The closer I got to the shuttle, I began to hear voices. For the last 50 yards or so, I crawled until I was under the shuttle. Listening, I could hear voices coming from somewhere towards the front of the shuttle. Slowly I made my way towards the sound. As I got closer, I heard a scream. So someone was still alive. Who? I crawled to the nose landing gear and looked around. Under a big tree, hanging from a large branch by ropes tied to their wrists were Gloria and Brenda. Taking my I.M., I scanned the area. I gasped out loud at the scene before me.

Gloria and Brenda were tied spread eagle. The ropes tied to their wrist supported them above the ground. While their legs were spread as wide as possible and anchored to the ground. They were both stark naked.

Brenda had lost a lot of weight. She looked pretty good hanging there. Just then I saw movement over to the side of them. Swinging my I.M. around for a closer look, I saw two of the biggest creatures I'd ever seen. Then realization hit me. I had been here before. These were Harydons!

Probably the meanest, most ill tempered, hairiest and biggest creatures I had ever seen. They had to stand at least 7 foot tall but with well shaped bodies. The worst part of it was, they had tongues that if used as weapons, could take the hide right off of you. Not to mention a cock that closely resembled that of a 20th century horse. The head would flare out like a saucer during intercourse.

One of them sauntered over to where the girls were hanging. The look on their faces was one of pure terror. I took my laser and sighted in on it. If it looked like it would hurt them, I'd kill it if possible. Just then its tongue shot out and went between Brenda's legs. Her scream was shrill before dying off into whimpers. I could see her body become rigid as waves after wave of pleasure washed over her body. The Harydon kept this up for about 10 minutes. By the time he was finished, Brenda was hanging limp. Then the other one turned his attention to Gloria. Before I could fire, his tongue was lapping at Gloria's cunt also. She didn't scream until her orgasm was too intense to bear. Now this was a hell of a sight. What should I do? Wait!!

Then Brenda came around. Would you believe it, the bitch actually had a smile on her face. Maybe I should shoot her instead. The first Harydon moved to her side. Again his tongue shot out. But instead of between her legs, he went to her tits. She really had a set on her, too. She threw her head back and moaned. Her nipples becoming taut and blood red. Then out of the fur on the Harydon's groin appeared the biggest cock I'd ever seen. The head was of normal size. I guess, I had been misinformed about these beings. He untied her legs and lifted them up on its shoulders. While still lapping at her nipples, I could see his dick slowly disappearing up inside Brenda. I don't know if she was so worked up that she didn't notice but she only moved her ass to help it move farther up inside her. She actually took every bit of him inside and that had to be about 18 inches. Then he started to move. Watching her face, I could tell that the head of this things cock must be starting to expand. Her face showed the pain she must be feeling. But then again that changed. Her moans of pleasure rang through the valley. I could tell the Harydon was getting ready to come. His nose flared and his tongue was working more rapidly on her nipples. The he roared and hunched into Brenda. Holding her there impaled on his dick, as he must have emptied a gallon of come into her. It was running out of her like a water fall. Her scream was not one of fear or pain but of pure unadulterated pleasure. As it started to withdraw from her, she whimpered and said, 

"No!!!! Don't take it out." 

Then there was a loud plop as he withdrew from her. Still, more come gushed from her. She was totally exhausted from the ordeal but seemed unhurt.

Now it was Gloria's turn. The other creature started tonguing her big nipples. Why didn't she cry out? Hell, she was enjoying it! Even welcoming it. This time they cut her down. With her on her back, the Harydon continued to lap at her pussy. Her hips were moving faster than I could remember her ever moving them when we were together. The other Harydon came to her head and stood over her. She only looked up at him and licked her lips. With that, his cock started to protrude from his fur.

Hell, it was so long that he didn't have to lean down. Immediately, Gloria started to lick the head of it. Taking as much of it into her mouth as she could get. The creature threw its head back and roared. She reached up and got a tight grip on his cock and sucked for all she was worth. Just about the time he would start to flare, she stopped sucking and only licked the head. The creature was beside himself with lust. The one that had been lapping Gloria's pussy and nipples suddenly stopped and got up. He lifted Gloria and laid down under her. She reached between them and found his cock, which was starting to protrude from its fur. She inserted it and sat back on it waiting for it to reach its full length. Then she started to rock back and forth.

With her eyes clamped shut and the veins bulging in her neck, I knew she was coming. Her scream of pleasure was short because the creature began to move under her. Very slowly. Then I noticed the second one kneel down behind her. God, I thought -- there's no way she could take that. The second Harydon was surprisingly gentle. As his member started to appear from his groin, he leaned forward and it was if his dick had a mind of its own. He knelt there perfectly still while his cock worked its was up Gloria's ass. She only threw her head back, smiled and started rotating her ass. Soon the one behind her started moving in and out of her. It wasn't long before she reach her peak again. But this time she brought the two of them to the brink with her. Her eyes bulged as both of the Harydon's cocks began to swell and their heads flared.

When they came in her, it must have been an awesome feeling. She seemed to be going out of her mind. She was thrashing around, first pulling her hair, then pulling on her tits so hard, I thought they would come off. With come gushing out of her from both openings, the Harydons started to move again. The noise was deafening. The sloshing sound plus their roaring and her screams of pure pleasure was unbearable. They both pulled out of her with a loud PLOP, and she fell to the ground exhausted. The most contented cow I'd ever seen.

I thought now was the time to put an end to this mess. So I raised my laser and took aim at the nearest Harydon and started to squeeze the trigger. That's all I remember before coming to, hanging in the tree beside the girls, totally naked.

Looking around, I didn't see Jack anywhere. Maybe they thought I was alone and he had gone undetected. Then my eyes locked on Gloria's eyes.

"What in the hell are you doing here?" she said.

"I might ask you the same," I said.

"We had some sort of explosion on board and were forced to land here. Then those hairy bastards found us. We thought they were friendly."

"They usually are but when they want to they can take the hide right off your ass. I noticed that you weren't fighting very hard a little while ago."

Her face turned three different shades of red. I had never seen her embarrassed about anything she had ever done. I looked her up and down for the first time since I came to. She still had one hell of a body. Damn if it wasn't having an effect on me. I thought, "Miller you son-of-a bitch, you'd better think of something else!" Then I heard a noise.

Looking up I say another Harydon approaching. There was something familiar about this one. As it got closer, I knew why.

This Harydon happened to be the female of their species. Even though she was covered with fur, you could very plainly see the huge tits, with their two inch long nipples and down below the fur was parted to allow excess to her cunt. Which, it looked like you could stick your head up inside. To tell the truth, she definitely looked better that her male counterparts.

As it got closer, she looked up at me and let out a whine. Then started running up to me. Grabbing my legs, she started calling what seemed to be my name. "Radi, Radi", she whined. Then I knew I had been here before. I couldn't remember exactly when I had been here or seen her before.

I was snapped back to the present by something massaging up my dick. Looking down, I could see Shena, (that, I seem to remember, had to be her name) using her tongue on me. As I started to stiffen, she suddenly opened her mouth and swallowed me whole. Never in all my years, could I remember a blow-job that would even come close to comparing with this. "Hello Shena", I squeaked. She stopped and let my hard dick slide from her mouth. Looking at me with those big eyes, she said, "Randy remembers Shena?"

Gloria looked at me and screamed, "You son-of-a-bitch, don't tell me you know them."

"OK," I said, "I won't tell you I know them."

Then Shena roared something vulgar at me and a tongue snapped out from Shena, snapping Gloria on her ass. "OOOOHHHH!" she screamed. There on her ass was a long red welt.

"I suggest you be civil to me when she is around," I said.

With tears in her eyes, she nodded her head, "Yes."

Again, Shena roared, which must have been an order because the two males untied the three of us and led us away from the shuttle. After what seemed like forever, we came to a bluff. Below its over-hang, were rustic shelters. We were shoved through the door and it slammed behind us. Getting up, I went to Gloria's side to check her out. She was unhurt except for the red welt on her ass. As soon as I touched her, my cock immediately came to life. Seeing this she raised up on one elbow and reached for me. I got back to my feet, and saw the disappointment in her eyes as she said, "Would you rather have that hairy thing than me?"

Not saying anything, I moved to where Brenda lay on her back. I had never really looked at her up close before. I knelt close to her head to check her out for any injuries. I felt of her arms, her rib cage, then her legs, then rubbed her tits. Just then I felt her mouth close on my engorged cock. I was taken by surprise and didn't pull away. Her mouth became more demanding. The more I rubbed her tits, the bigger the nipples became. Her breathing became ragged and her hips rose off the floor. My hand slid down her stomach until it came to rest on her clit. I only had to keep my hand motionless because of the way her hips were moving, she was doing all the work. Very soon, her clit began to swell, and I knew she was about to come.




Finders Keepers



Her sucking became unbearable, and just as I was reaching my peak, I extended my fingers down to reach up inside of her. As soon as I plunged them inside, she started coming. At the same time, I felt my juice spurt strongly into her mouth. She clamped down on my hand with her vagina muscles and raised her ass high off the floor. I could feel the hot liquid boil out of her around my hand. I looked down at her face to see her trying to take my entire length down her throat. My cock was firing come into her mouth and throat like a fire hose. She managed to swallow most, but a lot ran out of her mouth, down her neck onto the floor, because she could only get about 1/3rd of me in her mouth. Spent, she released my cock and I bent down and sucked on her beautiful nipples. Her moan of joy almost started me off again. Instead I pulled back from her and got to my feet.

Turning around, I looked into Gloria's eyes and could see the hate there. "Hell Gloria, don't get mad -- I just wanted to see what you left me for," I said. "Not too bad! No sir, not too bad at all!" I walked across the room and sat down against the wall.


I must have dozed off, because when I awoke, I was alone. They had come in and taken the girls somewhere. I got up and started looking around the room. Not much of anything was there. A bed of fur or something like it. A water tank. Nothing else. So I decided to rinse off with the water. As I poured it over my head, then I felt a cool breeze hit me. Looking around, there in the doorway stood Shena. What a sight she was! All 7 feet of her, with huge tits and nipples. That long blonde silken mane. She watched me until I had finished cleaning up and then moved into the room. Whining like a cat, she moved before me and immediately shot her tongue out and found my cock. Almost instantly, I was rock hard. I reached out and found her long nipples and pulled and twisted. She loved it!

She pushed me back until my leg hit the bedding and I fell on my butt. Sitting there she moved up to me, until she was straddling my body. I was eye level with the biggest cunt I had ever seen. I timidly reached out and touched it. She threw her head back and groaned as I rubbed my hand on her cunt lips. Searching, I soon found her clit. It must have been as long as my thumb and as big around. As I started rubbing it, her knees grew weak and she fell over on the bed. I rolled over her and spread her cunt lips. What a sight. Curiosity got the best of me and I lifted her clit and put my mouth on it. I started timidly to lick and suck on it. Her hips started to rotate and her hands were pulling at her tits. So I sucked harder. I guessed she was about ready to come because her cunt was like a flower opening its petals. I took my other hand and tried to insert three fingers up into her. Finally four fingers went in with ease. So what the hell, I tried my fist. Shoving it back and forth, it finally slid in. The contracting of her inner muscles was like a vice on my arm. I couldn't have gotten free if I'd tried. Which I wasn't about to try and do.

She came with a roar, shooting all over my arm and chest. It was all I could do to stay with her as she bucked across the bed. I continued to suck on her clit until her time was near again. I moved my mouth down to her hole, ramming my tongue in as far as it would go. When she came this time, I thought I'd drown, but to my surprise, she tasted sweet. She kept my head pulled to her lips until her contractions stopped.

I slowly stood up and began to move away from her. Suddenly her tongue shot out and wrapped around my waist. Slowly she pulled me towards her. When her tongue released me, I was standing right in front of her. My cock was rock hard and felt like it would burst from the internal pressure. She gradually reached out for it with her hand. Gently grasping it. Slowly moving her hand over it and my balls. She seem to be inspecting ever inch of me. Then with a snort, she inserted all of me into her mouth. I felt like I would black out. I can't remember how long it's been since I've had all my meat buried so completely inside any female because of my size.

Her mouth was velvety smooth. Slowly she moved my cock around in her mouth like a gum drop. Then changing her manipulations, she moved her mouth up and sown its full length. I reached down and rubbed her huge tits. She purred and redoubled her efforts on me. Slowly removing my cock from her mouth, I pushed her back on the bed. At first she was pissed but changed her mind when she realized what I had in mind.

Crawling between her thighs, I slowly pushed my length into her. With a moan she pulled me down to her. I pushed both her tits together and sucked on both of her nipples at the same time.

I was content to remain motionless inside her and suck on the nipples. She too was content, as if that had never been done to her before. Almost involuntarily I started to move. Soon she too was moving with me. After a long time of steady humping, I needed more friction to make me get off. Withdrawing from her, I took one of her legs, turning it, forced her to roll over onto her stomach. Immediately she was up on hands and knees. I reached between us, to her pussy and felt hot liquid coat my hand. I then brought it up and rubbed it on her ass-hole, coating it with her juice.

I slid my cock back into her cunt and while I was sawing back and forth, I slowly pushed three fingers up her ass. She squealed but did not pull away. Working both my hand and my cock into her seemed to really get to her. Slowly removing my cock, I let it slide up to where my hand was reaming out her ass. Without missing a stroke, I removed my hand and at the same time inserted my cock, shoving my entire length into her. Her scream was deafening. I thought I'd really screwed up. This must have been something totally new for her. But she was enjoying it.

As I stayed still to let her become accustomed to the feel of me inside, I reached down and took a hold on her enlarged clit. I rubbed it, even jacked it like a small cock. Her head started whipping from side to side. Then she started to move against me. I stretched out on her broad strong back and used my other hand to pull and twist her long, hard protruding nipples. Soon, her movements became a blur. I could feel my seed rising to the surface. Just before I reached the point of no return, she moved suddenly, slamming me down on my back. My hard cock sticking up like a flag pole. Immediately she threw one leg across me, and taking hold of my shaft, sat down on it, ramming it deep into her pussy. Then she started moving her hips faster and faster. Reaching up, I grasped her tits and pulled myself up so I could take them in my mouth while she rode me. Using one nipple then the other I sucked, then bit on them so hard I thought that they would pop.

Suddenly she threw her head back and roared, calling out my name saying, "Randy! Oh Randy, we make baby!" I nearly stopped where I was, shocked but she had timed it perfectly. I could not stop. I was there! Shit, was I there! Never have I shot so much come into anyone. It gushed out of her and onto my stomach. She stayed motionless for a long time savoring the last twinge and pulse of my cock. The she got up, turning to face me, her tongue shot out and she licked my stomach and cock clean. Damn, I thought, any man could certainly learn to like this. Almost instantly, I was hard again. Then she did something strange. She moved to my side and kissed me! Taking me in her arms she pulled me down to the bed and cuddled me, like a lover would her mate. Then we laid there and talked late into the night.

When the girls were brought back into the shelter, they looked like hell. But the expressions on their faces told a different story. I asked, "What happened?"

"They took us to a beautiful waterfall. We swam, ate and then they made love to us. Not the rough, hard kind. They were soft and caring. They said something about, 'We make baby'."

Without thinking, I started laughing. They both looked at me like I'd lost my mind. I then told them the story that Shena had told me:

"A rival clan from a different star system had wiped out their entire village. These three were brothers and sisters. They had been off playing, so were spared when the attack happened. I had been here years before during one of my drunken stupors, after finding you two together. Shena was only a small thing then but she remembered me. Her parents had taken care of me and helped straighten me out. Looks like they've chosen us to help rebuild their clan. I told Shena that I would talk with you tonight and give her your answers in the morning."

Gloria and Brenda looked at each other, then at me. "What are you going to do?" they asked.

"I'm staying here but first I've got to take the weapons back to Mars. I'll pick up the reward. Load all the supplies my ship will carry and return here," I said.

They both looked at each other and in unison said, "We are staying too! But how do you explain about us not returning?"

"Looks like you will have to be dead. It's a shame you were both killed in that crash," I said.

With that, they both jumped for joy and grabbed me around the neck. "When are they coming back?" they asked.

"Shena said, she would see us in the morning."

Then I was starting to notice the two bodies of flesh, molding themselves to me. I was starting to stiffen again.

"If you're up to it, I'd like to take all of that thing of yours that I couldn't before." Gloria said. With that, she dropped to the floor and inhaled my cock. I bent down and took Brenda's nipples in my mouth while my hand found it's way to her pussy.

I then had an idea. I dislodged Gloria from my dick and told them to work on each other a while. Reluctantly, Brenda lay down with Gloria, getting between her thighs. Soon, Gloria's head dipped down and she started to eat Brenda's cunt. I left them that way for a while then slowly slipped around behind Gloria and knelt down behind her. Brenda could see what I had in mind and reached up and grabbed Gloria's head and pulled her face tight into her pussy. Without warning I shoved all of my cock deep into Gloria.

She tried to scream but with her face buried in Brenda's snatch, not a sound could be heard except for her moans. I grabbed her hips and started my rapid stroking. Soon Gloria's muscles relaxed and she started pushing back against me meeting my thrust. She raised up on her hands, forgetting Brenda's pussy, pushing back against me. Brenda immediately turned and crawled under Gloria so that she could lick her cunt and my balls at the same time. I reached up and shoved Gloria's head down until she was lapping at Brenda's cunt again. With Brenda's tongue on my balls, it would not take long before I would empty myself into her. Just as I was about to come, I pulled out of Gloria and pushed my cock down to Brenda's mouth. She quickly swallowed every inch of me and I exploded down her throat. I took my hand and inserted three fingers in Gloria's pussy and a thumb in her ass. She came immediately and clamped her mouth down on Brenda, bringing her off as well. We rolled apart and noticing I was still hard, Brenda impaled herself on my cock. She rode me like a horse for about five minutes, and then exploding again, took me over the edge too.

Exhausted, we slept until Shena came to bring us something to eat. While we ate, I asked Shena about Jack. She said she had killed him because he had his laser gun pointed at my back when I was under the shuttle. Guess that sorry S.O.B. figured to take the weapons back for the money.

I reached over and took Shena in my arms and kissed her, then told her we would stay. When she heard this she squealed and immediately her tongue shot out and started licking all three of us. The girls came first and then I grabbed Shena and buried myself deep inside her. "Now we make baby," I said.

When I flew back to Mars with the weapons, I left three graves on the planet Cuspidate. In a month I was back with the load of supplies. As soon as I sat down, Shena rushed out to me and before I realized what was happening, her tongue ripped away my clothing and began its work on me. I flopped to the ground with a hard-on sticking up in the air. Shena straddled me and I noticed her big belly. She then dropped down on my cock. "We make baby already but we try some more. Ok, Randy?"

I lunged up to meet her and told her, "Hell Yes!"

Then I heard laughing and looked over to see the other girls. Both with swollen bellies, their arms around their mates. Seems like this species of people give birth very quickly. I guess they have to because of their size. For one of their women to carry a baby for nine months would be like trying to have a full grown kid for any other woman.

"Hey Randy, I think she missed you," they hollered. With that, they both dropped down to their knees and started licking their mates' cocks. They both looked over their shoulders and said as one, "but so have we!" They got to their feet and told me they would definitely see me later.

As they disappeared, I turned my attention back to Shena, who had undressed and was offering huge watermelon sized tits, with their plum sized nipples, loaded with milk. I reached up and squeezed them. Immediately I was soaked with milk pouring out of her nipples. I raised my head and captured one nipple and started sucking. The taste was indescribable. I continued sucking until she moved the other one into my mouth. Then I noticed that when I sucked and bit harder, she would moan and shudder. All I had to do was to keep swallowing the milk. I could feel her contractions on my dick getting stronger. Finally she could hold back no longer and with a groan, came harder than I'd ever seen her do before. Later, she told me that she was very sensitive now and everything I did to her was twice as good as before. I may have to keep her pregnant all the time then!

What a life! Who could ask for anything more? Just wait until the babies come! Just have to start all over. But that's another story.

This Is The End?

Or maybe

Just the Beginning?



Finders Keepers



Clayton shook his head as his roommate Zack and the girl he was dating - Christina - stumbled into the room, drunk. Not that he was upset that they were drunk, it was just that they were always drunk on the weekends and whenever they were drunk Zack couldn't get it up and Christina would get mad. He didn't really feel like listening to them fight again.

Besides, he thought that Zack was a total idiot for getting drunk when he knew he wouldn't be able to get it up. Christina was hot; petite and lithe, the pretty little Asian had long black hair and her hazel slanted eyes always had the most mischievous look in them. Clayton had always wondered how an idiotic prick like Zack had ended up with a sweet hottie like Christina, he really didn't deserve her. Sure, he was fun, he always ended up getting invited to the parties, but he also always got drunk and then couldn't give her any fun at the end of the night. It was too bad really, Clayton would be perfectly willing to give her some fun, and he thought he'd definitely be able to beat Zack in the love department. You know what they say, once you go black, you never go back.

He chuckled. Not that he really believed that, but he knew that if she came to him she wouldn't go back to Zack. Even if Zack was remarkably well-endowed, he hardly ever managed to get it up for her after a party. Whereas he, Clayton, was almost as well-packed and he could definitely get it up.

Looking over at them sloppily kissing on Zack's bed he made a face and turned over, pulling the covers over his head. 

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That night he awoke as someone slid into bed next to him.

"Wha-..." he said sleepily, slightly alarmed.

"Shh," Christina's pretty face smiled at him, "It's just me..."

Clayton wriggled into a position where she wouldn't notice his midnight hard, "What are you doing here?" he asked, raising his eyebrows at her in the moonlight.

She made a face, "Zack's not being any fun... and I just keep thinking about how you're here, night after night... don't you ever get any fun?" 

"This is kinda fun," he grinned at her, "Even if you probably should be here."

"I can think of a few other things I shouldn't be doing," she practically purred at him, and suddenly she pressed her body against his under the sheets. Clayton always slept in just boxers, and he gasped as he felt smooth skin against smooth skin, her hand sliding over his stomach and her leg over his... she was completely naked.

"Yeah, that'd be one of them," he gasped, and her leg moved higher until it was pressed against his now completely stiff dick. Her eyes widened.

"Oh my..." she said, "I hadn't realized that you could compete with Zack in that area!"

Rallying his control he winked at her, "Well you never bothered to find out."

Grinning, she slid her hand down to his boxers and caressed his dick, making his head fall back on the bed as she gripped it in her small hand. "I'm finding out now." And she suddenly slid under the covers.

"Wha-?!" there was movement at his boxers and suddenly his dick was engulfed by a warm mouth, trying to wedge the entire stick of meat into its wet confines. A tongue licked up his shaft and swirled around the head as fingers nimbly massaged his balls. With a muffled gasping cry he threw the covers back and looked down to where the lightly-tanned girl knelt between his legs, her mouth on his dick and black hair cascading across his hips and thighs. Slanted eyes widened mockingly at him as she slurped and his hips moved up involuntarily, his long black snake disappearing between those pink lips. Moonlight played across her skin, making her slightly tan complexion seem paler. Glancing over at Zack he saw that his roommate was completely passed out. Well hell, Christina deserved better than this... he groaned... especially because she was managing to swallow a significant amount of his dick. Quite possible more than any other girl had ever swallowed... he figured it was all the practice on Zack - who was, admittedly, a little bigger than him.

"Come here," he growled low in his throat, and she giggled as she pulled her mouth off his dick and crawled up towards him. Pulling her down on top of him, he kissed her roughly as her hips ground against his hard dick. With a quick and practiced movement, he rolled them over so that he was on top, her legs on either side of his body. Running his dark hands over her paler skin, he kissed her neck and shoulders, working his way down to where he was kneading her breasts. In the dim lighting they looked like darkness and moonlight, her perky breasts were almost completely engulfed in the darkness as his hands covered the small globes. Sucking on one dark nipple he felt her hips respond underneath him, and she moaned happily.

"I think I've been seeing the wrong roommate..." she panted as his fingers slid along the length of her pussy and her hips bucked.

"I think you have." he grinned at her as his mouth went for her other nipple, sucking on it as one finger pushed into her pussy hole. She was very tight, either Zack was boning her less than he thought or she was really doing her Kegel exercises. Either way, she was still wet enough for them to really get things moving.

"Fuck me," she panted, as his finger moved inside of her, "I haven't had a good fuck in so long... I don't know why I thought a huge dick automatically makes a good lay."

"Well, I'm not exactly small," he reminded her as he lined up for the plunge, his mushroom feeling wonderfully slick as it slid along your folds.

"No you are not," she moaned, her hips pressing upwards as her body begged for it. Clayton wrapped his arms around her back so that he could control the motion, and he began slowly pushing into her body. Groaning, Christina writhed underneath him, trying to get him into her faster as her pussy was stretched open deliciously... but he continued his long, slow teasing slide into her body. It felt like it was taking forever, but it also felt like he was filling her up and her head fell back as the slowness made it seem to go even deeper... she let out a throaty moan as his groin finally pressed against her splayed pussy lips.

Pulling back, he lifted her legs up so that they could both look as his dick began to pull from her pink, wet lips... a black tool that had disappeared inside that small tight hole, and then plunge back in. Christina moaned, it looked extremely erotic, as if she was being filled up by darkness... Clayton liked the contrast of his skin against hers, and also the contrasts of her own body. In the moonlight her skin looked paler than usual, so that her dark nipples, lips, eyes and hair all seemed to be ever darker; she looked beautiful as she moaned, her body squeezing tightly on his dick. 

Letting her legs back down he wrapped her up in his arms again and began fucking her steadily as her legs wrapped around his waist. It almost looked like darkness had engulfed her as she disappeared underneath him, being buried in the bed by his powerful thrusts. Her mouth was muffled against his shoulder as she cried out in pleasure, her pussy burning with ecstacy as he pummeled her. Bringing her hips up to meet him, she kept up a steady rhythm of squeezing, massaging his dick with her pussy as he ground against her clit.

"Oh yes... Fuck me Clayton, fuck me harder!" she moaned and panted, her thighs pulling him closer as though she was trying to get him even deeper into her body. Gripping her shoulders with his arms under her back he started pulling her against him as he thrust forward, bruising her pussy lips with this rough thrusts. She cried out in excitement as her pussy rippled in pleasure. 

Suddenly sitting up and back, he pulled her onto him, gravity forcing her body down even further onto his invading staff and she moaned with pleasure at the new position. On his knees on the bed, he held her against him as she bounced and ground against him, fucking him hard and fast. Leaning forward she sucked one of his earlobes into her mouth and he moaned with appreciation as it went straight to his dick. 

Zack woke up a little, in a drunken haze, as their cries got more passionate. Looking at his roommate's bed, he could see darkness and pale ivory moving in erotic rhythm. Drunkenly he blinked and then turned over to fall back into his stupor. The two fucking didn't even notice his movement, they were so caught up in their own lustful act.

Christina shrieked her triumph as her pussy exploded in orgasm, her entire body tensing up in his arms as it swept over her and she shook with passionate ecstacy. Slamming his dick into her a few more times, Clayton finally let go and his own orgasm went blasting up and into her body, into that pink gripping pussy that massaged the cum from his balls.

Sighing happily, she slumped in his arms, pressing her head into his shoulder. 

"Fuck that was good," he murmured, a little unsure of what to do now with her still on top of him.

"Yeah it was," she nuzzled his earlobe with her lips and then climbed off of him. As he got back into position on his back, feeling completely exhausted again, she started to lick their juices off of his groin. He moaned as her lips and tongue touched his sensitive - and limp - dick, it felt a little painful on the recently-orgasmic organ, but good too. When he was clean she climbed up next to him, pulling the covers up with her and they fell asleep.

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The next morning they woke up to Zack's angry shouts. 

"Oh shut up," shouted Christina back, "You get drunk and can't get it up asshole, so I went somewhere else, get over it!"

"Hey man, once you go black, you never go back!" Clayton told him, smiling seraphically. Christina giggled and pulled the covers over their heads.

"BUT I'M BIGGER THAN HE IS!!" Shouted Zack, completely frustrated and lacking understanding.

Christina squealed and Clayton rolled over on top of her, ready to put his morning wood to good use... the movement under the sheets was not lost on Zack and he stormed out angrily as Christina started moaning happily. 

When he found another girl to date he stopped drinking so heavily at the parties, even though Clayton and Christina seemed completely happy with each other he wasn't going to risk it. 



Finder's Keepers



"Ok. I don't have an answer right now. I have been thinking about the question a lot since we left Orlando."

We kissed. It started soft and gentle. I held her face in my hands and she tilted her face up to mine. Sometime during the kissing her arms went around me and she held on. I liked how her body felt, pressed against mine. I'm six foot three. She was a little taller than Momma so I guessed she was about five foot six or seven.

When the kissing ended we went into the house and Momma had two pieces of pie and two cups of coffee on the table. She was sitting. Waiting.

We sat and Momma began. "Seems like we've talked all afternoon and evening. One discussion we haven't had. When Pete called home he asked if I'd change the sheets on his bed. I guessed that was his way of letting me know the two of you were intimate." 

I started to speak. Momma moved her hand just enough for me to understand she wasn't done.

"I thought about having the two of you together without being married, in my house."

She took a breath. Mira and I waited. She reached out and put a hand on top of ours. "I had pretty well decided Mira would be in Matt's old room. Then you arrived. Mira you can have Matt's old room if you want. You can sleep with Pete in his room, if that's what you both want. In the morning we go back to being a working farm. I'll give you the tour after breakfast."

Momma stood up, kissed us both good-night and left us. We washed the dishes and put them away. When we walked down the hall I pointed to the door to Matt's room. "That's the room Momma offered you." I pointed farther down the hall. "The first door there is the bathroom, the second is my room."

"What do you want, Pete?"

"I want you to be comfortable. We've slept together and I think it was obvious I liked it a lot. That was sharing a hotel room. This is home. I intend to love you. If it takes months until we can say I love you to each other, I'm Ok with that. When I say it I will mean it for the rest of my life, a ring, a ceremony and a life together. In the scheme of things, tonight isn't so big."

Mira's eyes were full of tears that hadn't fallen, yet.

"I know what I want. I'm asking you what you want. Talk to me, Pete."

"I want you in bed with me. I wanted it last night and the night before. I'll want it again tomorrow night and every night from now on. Momma taught me to live like I have what I want and the odds get better that it'll be there. I want you, Mira."

"Then let's leave the door to Matt's room closed. I think I want to open that door." She pointed. We took the four steps and she opened the bathroom door. She smiled at me and said, "I'll be a few minutes. This is just a visit. I'm sleeping in there." She pointed to my door.

We were quiet, I think. We enjoyed our first night in our bedroom, our bed. I gave her permission to make some changes to the room if she wanted to. I asked for a minimum of frills and lace.

At five the alarm sounded and we were up. Mira dressed and went to help Momma in the kitchen. I met up with Dad headed for the barn.

We turned some of the animals out of the barn, cleaned their deposits from the night and put out feed for those who needed it. It was a ritual, requiring no conversation. Nothing was said between us until the bell rang telling us breakfast was on the table. We washed at the sink behind the house and Dad said, "Thanks, son."

"For?"

"Must be something about having a pregnant woman in the house. There's more affection all over the place."

I had to agree. What I said was, "You're welcome."

We went in to breakfast. It was the regular breakfast, only it was different. Same eggs, but they tasted different. Same toast, but different. It had never been cut before. The toast was cut into triangles. The grits were still grits. Momma kissed us both and Mira did too.

Breakfast conversation was about what needed to be done that day. Mira mostly listened. When breakfast was almost done Momma said, "This afternoon Mira and I are going shopping. She needs things, like clothes."

"Are you inviting Beth along?" Dad asked.

"I don't think so. This is part of Mira and I bonding. When it gets closer to time for a birth we'll go shopping for the baby with Beth."

"Ok. We'll be busy all day. You two enjoy." Dad stood to head back outside. Mira and Momma kissed him. He said, "A man could get used to being treated this way."

Mira responded, "Good. Go ahead." Then she and Momma kissed me and we went out to work. I drove a tractor all day, turning the soil before winter. Harvest was over. It was a warm and sunny day. No hint of the winter to come. I kept the windows and door open on the tractor. A nice breeze kept me comfortable. I kept thinking about Mira, Mira and me, Mira, me and kids. I liked the thoughts.

At lunch time I saw Mira on our four wheel ATV headed for me. When she was half a mile from me she stood up, peeled off her shirt and bra, sat back down and continued to me. I loved lunch. It came with food, too. She redressed before she headed back. I had loved the Honda ATV even before we got it but now I thought every farm should have one. If Honda used her in their ads they'd sell even more of them.

As I went back to work I thought about Mira some more. She was built perfectly for a farm wife, in my opinion. Strong, good skin that wouldn't burn too easily and the perfect sized breasts. Not so big they got in the way but big enough to make life interesting. I wondered if Momma had ever delivered lunch to Dad without her shirt. I couldn't picture it.

"I am a lucky man." I said, out loud.

When the six o'clock news came on the radio I stopped the tractor, disconnected the disc harrow and headed for the barn. Listening to the news seemed to surprise me. All day on a tractor under a bright sun, who would believe we were at war somewhere, that billions of dollars were being squandered by people who ought to know better and that toys were being made with lead paint. It might as well have been a radio station on another planet. Didn't sound like where I lived.

Dad had been working on the pig pen. We had six sows that weighed about six hundred pounds apiece. When they wanted a back scratch they rubbed against the railings and bent them, broke welds and occasionally one of them broke things and got loose. He couldn't work there all day and just wash his hands before dinner. When I parked next to the barn he was standing under the spray from our outdoor shower. There had always been a big sink out behind the house for washing up. When I was about six Dad and I poured cement and installed a shower by the sink. I loved taking showers out there, until the weather got cold enough to call it winter. I'd never seen Momma shower there, just Dad and my brothers.

I stripped down and when Dad finished he left the water on. I stepped under the spray and enjoyed a great shower. On the back steps were two piles of clothes, one for Dad and one for me. We dried off and dressed before we went inside for dinner.

The house smelled wonderfully. My nose kept feeding data to my brain so I could identify what we were having for dinner. I got close but missed. I guessed Cajun food, it was, but I didn't say jambalaya. We started with a salad then the jambalaya. Dad tasted it first, looked up and said, "Momma, this is great! Not very much like you usually make it, but ever so good."

"Mira made it. She added some things I never add. I like it this way." Momma said.

Dad looked at me. I took a big bite and chewed slowly. This was important. "Mira, you didn't tell me you were a gourmet chef! Emeril could take a lesson."

Dad smiled. Mira got up and came to me. I got a kiss as my reward. She went back to her chair and sat back down, beaming.

Two bites later I said, "Dad, did I tell you how good the jambalaya is? It's better than we can get in town. It's better than we had in New Orleans last year!"

Mira laughed and gave me another kiss. Dad took a bite of his salad and said, "This salad is incredible! Son, have you tasted the salad?"

Momma and Mira laughed and Momma said, "You're both pretty transparent, you know. You'd say anything to get kisses." She got up and sat in Dad's lap and wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him.

When he went after kiss number three I said, "Maybe someone needs to go to their room."

Mira smiled and said, "Yeah, us."

I stood and took her hand, "Leave the dishes. We'll be back in a little while to do them." I said. We went down the hall and into our bedroom.

I heard Dad's laughter as the door closed.

"Your Momma got angry with me today." Mira said as she undressed.

"What did you do?" I asked as my boots came off.

"I called her Mrs. Evans." Her jeans dropped to the floor. I saw a blue thong, a tiny blue thong.

"Lots of people call her Mrs. Evans." My jeans came off.

"She said, You're family. I'm not Mrs. Evans to family. You can call me Emma, Em or Momma. Don't call me Mrs. Evans, please. It makes me sound old."

"So, what did you decide?" I pulled her to me and her breast went right into my mouth. She was the perfect height to be a farm wife. This farm. My wife. Her hands held my head as I gave my attention to her breast.

"When we left the store I said, "Thanks, Momma." She stopped right there in the mall and hugged me. I didn't know what to do or say.

When I changed from her right breast to her left I said, "You did and said the perfect words. Ever since I called her from Orlando she has been so happy."

My fingers slipped into her very wet place and she moaned. "I'm happy too."

We joined gently. No hurry, no rush. Every time we had joined we had been in the missionary position. As we held each other afterwards Mira said, "I love how you take care of me... but,"

"But what?"

"But there are other positions, other activities, and I want to do all of them with you."

"I've never been with a pregnant woman before. I don't want to hurt you or the baby."

Her hands found my penis and inspired it to grow. She asked, "Think it would hurt the baby if I sucked you for a while?"

"You want to?" Every time I had ever approached someone, thinking they might suck me, whoever she was accused me of being a pervert. Result was, I was thirty-four and no one had ever sucked me.

"Yes, I want to. It's a way to give you pleasure." She moved and I watched as my cock slid into her mouth. I had to concentrate to keep from spewing right then. When she looked up at me with my cock in her mouth and smiled, then winked, I lost all control and filled her mouth.

She swallowed all of it. She cleaned me up and said "Thank you" when she let my cock slip from between her lips. We snuggled together on the bed for a while and she asked, "You think it would be Ok if sometime I joined you in the shower out back?"

"I don't know. If there were a time when Momma and Dad were gone, I'd love it. I've never known Momma to shower out there. Maybe you should ask her. While your asking questions, ask if she ever took Dad lunch bare chested."

"You liked that?"

"I think I made that obvious."

"It was Momma's idea." I sat up and looked at Mira in shock.

"You're kidding!"

She shook her head and said, "No. She said it would get your attention."

"It did!"

"We still need to do the dishes. Pull on your jeans and let's get it done."

We dressed in minimal clothing and went to the kitchen. The dishes were in the sink, soaking in water. We did them quickly and put them away. Mira led me outside where we sat on the back porch. The night was very dark. No stars were visible. The light above the barn door was on and cast light on the doors and for about ten feet in front of the doors. The Jenkins farm was two miles away in the direction we were facing. I could see the light on their barn. We sat and let the night swallow us in silence for a while.

Mira scooted closer to me. Close enough that she was touching me from her knee to her shoulder against the side of me. I held her hand in mine.

"I wish..." She stopped.

I waited.

When I couldn't wait any more I prompted, "You wish?"

"I wish I'd met you when we were eighteen."

"If we had met then you'd probably have three kids by now."

"And a past I could be proud of. Instead I come with lots of baggage."

"Have you ever been to a bus station?"

"Sure, lots of them."

"A train station?"

"Yes. Why?"

"An airport?"

"Yes! Why?"

"In all those places have you ever seen someone with their baggage glued to their body? Stuck to them so it couldn't, wouldn't, come loose?"

"No."

"Ever heard of someone losing their baggage?"

"Yes. But..."

"But, your baggage is private. Matt and I are the only ones who know your last name. There are probably a thousand women in America named Mira. No one needs to know anything beyond what we tell them. You were attacked and beaten by some men in a small town. Matt and I found you, rescued you and now you're here. All the rest of the baggage is a lost suitcase in an airport in Tibet."

"Tibet?"

"That's about as far from South Carolina as it could get."

"You mean you don't want all the details of my crazy life? You may not even like me when you know everything."

"Then develop amnesia. Don't tell me about things I can't change and you can't change, unless they mean something between us. If the man who got you pregnant was black, had a genetic problem, was retarded, we need to know. If he was drunk and had a beard, we don't need to know that. Does that make sense?"

"What if I've been in bed with fifty men?"

"I want to know where you found a bed that big."

She punched me. I said, "Everyone our age has a history. We make it mean things. Before I met you I had been in bed with less than a dozen women. I made that mean I was a novice and would disappoint you."

"You didn't. You acted like I was fragile."

"I've never had sex with a pregnant woman before."

"I know. For the record, you're a good lover. I'm here on the porch with you because... I'm here with you because you care. You found a family to love my baby. You haven't judged me for getting pregnant, for getting beat to a pulp, for screwing up my life so badly I was found naked tied to a power pole. I'm here because you and your brother treated me like I deserved the care and respect you both gave me."

"I'm glad you're here."

"You didn't let me finish. For the first three days I thought you and Matt saw me as a charity case. You were on a mission to save me. I was grateful! You did save my life. Then, while we had dinner at Epcot I realized that wasn't it. Your Momma and Dad taught you both to be stand up men. You took care of me, saved my life because that's how you were raised. I took you to bed the first time because I didn't know any other way to say Thank you."

She crawled into my lap and held me as we kissed.

"That kiss is not like the first ones. I've decided that I love you. I choose you. You can take your time deciding to love me, I'm not going far from this farm. Toss me out and I'll move in with Beth and Tommy until the baby comes. I'll find a job in town and every day I have off I'll come out here and love you, your Momma and Dad. I want you, as my man for the rest of my life."

I sat quietly for a few minutes, holding Mira in my lap. Then I spoke.

"We haven't known each other very long. Some in town will say not nearly long enough. I don't know anything about how long a romance should take to become serious. I started thinking of you as a possible wife as we walked around Disney. The longer we've been together the more I've been thinking in that direction." I paused. "Would you stay right here for a minute? I need to get something from the kitchen."

Mira got off my lap and sat beside me. I went inside, quietly opening and closing the screen door. When I came back I had the calendar from the kitchen wall in my hands. I handed it to her, along with a pen and a flashlight.

"What's this for?"

"Momma keeps track of everything important on this calendar. Look forward and see if you can find a date you like for the wedding. Probably shouldn't pick a date that conflicts with anything already on the calendar."

"You mean it? We're getting married?"

"Unless you'd rather have Matt!"

"He's never going to let you forget he slept with me first!"

"He can tell all his friends at school that he found you first, he slept with you first, and he lost. Pick."

She looked and picked a date in November, a Saturday. I had her write the word wedding in the square for that date. I returned the calendar to the kitchen and when I came back Mira and I kissed and she asked, "When do we tell Momma?"

"Any time you want. Wake her right now, if you'd like. If you don't tell her by Friday I will tell both of them at dinner."

We walked quietly to our room and when the door closed Mira said, "She knows."

"She always knows. I have surprised her twice in my life. When I was born she thought I would be a girl and when I called her from Orlando. When she told you not to call her Mrs. Evans, she knew you would be Mrs. Evans."

"Mira Evans. I like it." As we settled in for a few hours sleep I liked the way Mira Evans sounded and felt too.

At five the alarm sounded and our day began. When Dad and I came in for breakfast it was French toast, scrambled eggs scrambled with crumbled sausage in them and cranberry juice.

Dad looked at it all and asked, "Is this a holiday? Someone's birthday? Why the fancy breakfast?"

Momma said, "You have nine weeks to go shopping. You need a nice suit."

"A new suit? Suits are for funerals, graduations and... Oh my God!" He turned to me and said, "We were in the barn for over two hours. You didn't say anything!"

"I gave Mira until Friday night to tell you both. If she didn't I would tell you then."

Breakfast was a celebration. Mira told us the story.

"I came into the kitchen and started the coffee. Momma walked in and asked, "What happened?" I asked what she was talking about. She held my shoulders and looked at my face. Then she said, "He asked you last night, didn't he?"

"You admitted it?" I asked.

Momma spoke up. "No. She walked to the calendar and handed it to me. I flipped pages and found one word written in November. The word is wedding!"

When breakfast ended Dad and I went outside and back to work. Momma and Mira were busy all day. Mira brought me lunch and food at a little after noon. When the six o'clock news came on the radio I was surprised we weren't part of the announcements.

Momma and Mira told us all about the plans they had made and what they expected from us. We agreed to everything. Dad and I would get new suits. I would drive down to Orlando and bring Matt home for the wedding weekend. He would take the bus back to college. I called Matt and spoke to him about the plan. Two hours later he called back and asked if Jeremy could come to the wedding. Jeremy had a car and they could make the drive together. Momma said she would have room for them, since Mira and I would be going on a honeymoon after the ceremony.

Just before he hung up Matt said, "You know, big brother, I saw her first."

"Yes, I know. You let her go."

"I slept with her first, too."

"And, I have her now, little bro."

We were in bed when a knock came to our door. I said, "You can come in." Momma opened the door and asked, "What colors will we use? You'll be pretty big for white."

"Momma, Let's both wear lavender."

"Why lavender?"

"It's Pete's favorite color."

"It is? I thought his favorite color was teal."

I said, "Teal for most things, lavender for certain lacy things."

"Oh! Sorry I barged in. We better get some sleep. The animals don't care that a wedding is happening."

During the next few days word made it around town. It's a small town. I was pretty sure word had reached every woman in town by lunch time the day after we picked a date. Momma had called and booked the legion hall for the reception.




Finder's Keepers



Beth would be matron of honor. My brothers would be the groomsmen. Beth got three other women to become Mira's new friends and bridesmaids. I stayed out of as much of the planning as I could.

Driving the tractor one day I had a thought and called Mira at the house. Then, with her approval, I called Tommy and asked him to be one of the groomsmen. Mira called and asked Beth to be a matron or bridesmaid or whatever but Beth said she couldn't. Mira tried to talk her into it and failed. Beth was just too nervous and shy.

One of Momma's friends made the dresses for Mira and Momma. She made them from looking at a picture they found in a magazine and adapting it to the two bodies of the two women. Dad got a dark gray suit and I got a lighter gray suit.

Even though it was November the day was sunny and warm. Mostly everyone in town was at the wedding. My brothers had come home. Momma tried to cook for everyone and probably would have if my brother's wives and every woman in town hadn't stopped her. The reception was pot luck, but Mildred Cummings the pastor's wife organized it and it was well coordinated. She knew who made the best potato salad and asked her to bring it. She knew who made the best of each thing she wanted at the reception and that's who brought it. I think Matt finally got full.

It lasted about an hour. Then I saw Matt and Jeremy splitting an apple pie and a quart of ice cream.

As everyone was eating Mira and I changed clothes and snuck out of town. I left Momma a note so she would know we left on purpose. We went to Boston for a week. Neither of us had ever been there, didn't know anyone there and we hadn't talked to anyone at home about Boston. Mira asked what there was to do in Boston. I gave her a list.

"We can tour all the historical sites. We can stay in our room and play naked games. We can go to a Patriot's game. We can stay in our room. We can eat in different restaurants. Stay in our room. Go for a boat ride. Go to museums, art galleries, see some movies or we could stay in our room."

We did lots of those things. When we checked into the hotel I saw that we could get a massage for Mira. She loved it! The therapist taught me how to do some massage to help her with the last part of the pregnancy. We didn't go to a football game.

When we got home there was a note on our bedroom door. "Took Momma to hospital. Come." It was not signed or dated. We didn't unpack we drove to the hospital. As I drove Mira turned on the cell phone and called the hospital. When she hung up she said, "She is awake. They took her tonight at about six. Dad thinks it might have been a heart attack."

By ten that night we knew it was a mild heart attack. The doc wanted to keep her for a couple days to make sure she "was out of the woods." Dad stayed by her side. Mira and I went home. When the alarm went off at five I was in charge of the farm by myself for the first time in my life. My brothers weren't there. Dad wasn't there. Mom wasn't there. As I took care of the barn and Mira made breakfast I knew this was to be our life. This was a taste. The meal was on it's way.

I carried the cell with me all day. Mira stayed in the house, close to the phone. At noon she found me and we ate together and held each other for a little while. Not much was said.

At six I listened to the news as I drove back to the barn. It was eight before I stepped inside the house. Dinner was on the table. Mira served us and sat next to me. We talked softly, mostly about Momma and our concerns for both her and Dad.

At quarter to nine I called the hospital. Dad answered. We talked mostly about the farm. When I asked about Mom he answered with short statements. "She's doing Ok." "Doc's not as worried tonight as he was yesterday."

We were in bed by nine-thirty. Mira was very tired. I was emotionally exhausted worrying. The phone rang before the alarm woke us. Mira reached for the phone and I said, "It's for me." She let me answer.

"Momma's gone." Dad's sad voice said. The connection ended. Mira held me and we cried. When the alarm went off she shut it off and we got up. The words I'd heard Momma say rang in my ears, "The animals don't care about holidays or anything, they just want to be taken care of."

When they were handled we drove to the hospital. As we drove the first wisps of snow fell. Winter had arrived. Dad was sitting on a chair outside Momma's room. His color was gone. For the first time since he became an adult Dad was alone. His wife, his companion, his partner was gone.

Mira sat beside him and wrapped her arms around him. He looked, first at her and then at me. "I wouldn't let them take her until you'd come. I said my good-byes." He gently disengaged from Mira and sent us inside. 

The room was empty. Her body was there but Momma was gone. I held Mira and said, "If you weren't here for me to hold onto right now I'd be totally lost and alone."

"I'm here. Hang on."

We held on and I have no idea how long we stood in the room. When we were ready we walked outside. Dad was signing papers at the nurse's station. Mira hugged him and with me on one side and Mira on the other we got him out to my truck. Tommy met us in the parking lot and he drove Dad's truck home. Beth followed in their truck. Tommy brought a six pack into the house and he, Dad and I drank two each.

Beth and Mira talked in the kitchen.

They left for home before eleven. Dad slept in the living room on the couch. Mira and I went to bed and I'm sure we slept a little. At five the alarm sounded and another day began. Mira found dad sitting at the kitchen table when she went there to start breakfast. She made coffee first.

I went to the barn and dad followed me. He went through the motions but he wasn't there. When the bell rang for breakfast he sat on a hay bale and cried. He didn't need to say anything. All my life Momma had rung that bell. She would never ring it again.

My feet got me inside and to my chair. Mira looked at me and said, "How do you feel, my husband?"

"Like suddenly I have to be the man. I've wanted it my whole life and now that it's here it just hurts."

"Remember something, Ok? You are not alone."

"How do you feel? You rang the bell this morning. Yesterday that was Momma's bell, now it's yours."

Tears flowed down her cheeks. "She told me she loved ringing the bell because it was her way of telling both of you she loved you. I said it this morning."

Dad came in as I finished breakfast. As soon as he sat down he looked at me and asked, "What would you like me to do today?"

It was the first time he had ever asked. The farm was now mine. The house was Mira's. He had traded places with me. For the three years he lived with us he never made a move to take it back. He was all the help and wisdom anyone could ask for and that morning he gave me the farm.

Beth and Tommy named their little boy Nicholas. Pete and Mira named their little girl Emma the next year. Dad thought she looked at lot like Momma. I think she looks a lot like her Momma.