2 comments/ 29906 views/ 16 favorites Summer Canyon By: markelly (My thanks again go to Muddy for her editing. In fiction and for Mitch's benefit, this tribe exists. In fact this tribe bares no resemblance to any Native Indian tribe either in America or Canada.) If you look on any map you will never find Summer Canyon. Its name has been passed down from generation to generation, and even when map makers came they looked and called it something else then went away. Those that live in the area have never called it by any other name than Summer Canyon. If you talked to the elders of the tribes perched on the very edge of the Canyon they would tell you many stories of the place. The Canyon is steeped in so much history and for me a true blessing because I fell in love with the Canyon and much more. It all started ten years ago with my roommate, a Native American Indian and one of the meanest SOB's you would ever wish to meet. His real name was Charles Edward Jones. An interesting name for a Native American Indian and I was just grateful to get the heads up before I met him. It turned out he was adopted by a Christian couple living between town and one of the tribes. Chukka, the name Charles always went by, lost his real mother in a car accident and the couple went to the council of elders as well as the adoption agency to adopt him. The council of elders agreed with only one provision that Chukka would still learn the ways of the tribe. The couple readily agreed and the rest as they say is history. It was a rocky start for us both. I always had the impression that Chukka had one heck of a chip on his shoulder; but just watching him play football always seemed to hold me in awe of his abilities. There was so much talent in him he played like a man possessed. Football may be a team sport, but Chukka always seemed to take it personal whenever they would lose. For the first few months of being roomies Chukka would try pulling the macho stuff, it slid off me since I knew some of the stunts he had pulled on campus so far. The campus authorities were keeping a close eye on him and even into the beginning of term they had already warned him he was getting close to getting his ass kicked out of college so early into the term. He knew he couldn't push his luck with me, so an uneasy truce seemed to have developed between us. We were civil with each other and on a few occasions I gave him space when he said he needed it without even moaning about it. I didn't mind I always had a backup plan and extra time at the library cushioned the blow of listening to his latest escapades against the 'Stiff Necks' as Chukka called the campus authorities. Chukka always thanked me on my return and like I said this uneasy peace continued and probably would have continued if it hadn't been for that one night. To this day I never knew what made me wake up that night. It might have just been that nagging feeling that I needed to wake. As my senses woke with me I smelt the vomit. Instantly now awake I looked into the gloom to see Chukka on his back and judging by the sounds coming from his bed. He was struggling to breathe. I dashed out of bed putting the light on and shook him, trying desperately to wake him. My first instinct was to phone for an ambulance but Chukka was in so much trouble with the Campus authorities at the moment I knew this would get him sent home for sure. Pulling the big lug onto his side, I grabbed some towels and cleaned him up as best I could and knew, if he did get worse I would call an ambulance and take the heat for it. His breathing slowly returned to normal so I made the decision to stay awake to make sure he got through the night. He eventually stirred and then woke around eight. "What the fuck's going on, why are you sitting there watching me?" "You're on cleaning duties. You were sick in the night and nearly chocked on your own vomit. Hell of a way to die buddy." With that I pulled my jacket off the chair and went looking for some breakfast. I was tired and simply wasn't in the mood to talk to him. Chukka had been leaning on his own self-destruct button ever since I had known him and no amount of talking to him brought him to his senses. The only reason I went back to my room was to pick up my books for class, the window was wide open, Chukka's bed was stripped and the smell of vomit now gone, I had to do a double take. I knew the man standing there yet there seemed something strange about Chukka as he stood in the middle of the room watching me. That morning was a turning point for both of us. It was almost like I had a big brother from that day on. It felt like in Chukka's eyes, I was accepted. A high honor indeed and one I did enjoy. Not to mention a roomie that had turned over a new leaf. There was still a distance about Chukka, yet I felt that I was maybe the only one he actually called, friend. For my part I helped him with his course work and over the next two very interesting years his grades improved and the college authorities eased up on him. Sadly Chukka's head long rush through life proved to be his undoing. I was at the game watching the cheerleaders and looking forward to a few wet dreams later when Coach Lennox and the opposition team coach walked onto the field. This raised a few eyebrows, the game wasn't due to start for another twenty minutes. Coach Lennox stood in front of the band leader and the whole band came to a stop. One of the tech boys came running on and handed Coach Lennox a mike. By now the whole crowds attention was drawn to the field. "Can I have your attention please?" A soft whine came from the mike and Coach Lennox glared at the techie who instantly said something into his own headset, a few seconds later he nodded to Coach Lennox and the tech guy tried desperately to merge into the growing crowd on the field. "On my way onto the field I have tried to think of the best way to tell you folks this, but there simply isn't one." By now members of both teams were walking onto the field and starting to gather around both coaches. The whole crowds attention was glued to Coach Lennox, you could have heard a pin drop in the stadium that evening. "Folks I received a phone call from the state troopers, Chukka was involved in a car accident on his way back to college." Coach Lennox's voice, already full of emotion seemed to crack then and he took the mike away from his mouth, Danny Summers our quarter back moved away from the rest of the team and said a few words to Coach Lennox, even holding his hand out inviting Coach Lennox to hand him the mike. Coach shook his head, patted Danny on the shoulder and again raised the mike to his lips. "Its with a heavy heart that I have to tell you folks that Chukka died at the scene." Grown men and women started to cry. Chukka was their hero and he was my friend, yet all I could do was stand there open mouthed thinking that this was all a dream and sometime real soon I will wake up and hear that big lug snoring on his side of the room. "Coach Adams has offered to defer the game and replay it another time." Coach now took a step back and turned to face Coach Adams. "Coach Adams I thank you for you offer, but there isn't one person on this field or in that crowd that hasn't been touched by Chukka in some way. Tonight we all intend to honor him in a way he would respect. This game goes on." Silence lay heavy on the crowd, inwardly I smiled Coach Lennox understood Chukka better than most. To Chukka it was all about the game, he loved it and would have gladly died for it, I raised my hands and started to clap, after a moments pause the woman next to me joined in and her husband followed, soon the whole stadium was drowned in noise, whistles, cheers and calling of Coach Lennox and Chukka's name. What happened next will stick in the memories of everyone that was at the game and talked about for months afterwards. Chukka was given the greatest of honors that evening. The opposition were no push-over but our guys gave as good as they got, every time our team seemed to falter Chukka's name rang out from the crowd and seemed to push our team on to new heights. It was when I returned to our room, sat on the edge of my bed and looked across the room that it finally hit me. That evening also marked a turning point in my life I never expected. My friend was dead, emptiness had now filled his place in my heart and I cried. Being summoned to the Campus welfare councilor was a whole new deal for me. I was more than happy to fly under his radar for the duration. Sadly with Chukka's death and us two being roomies I was put squarely in the frame on this and there was no way out. Mr. (call me Rick) Thomson was mid forties, gray hair and a stare that would unnerve the Lincoln Monument. It was with a heavy heart I knocked, heard him call for me to come in, looked around once more hoping to find some pretext not to enter, found none sighed and entered. The conversation we had was the most bizarre I have ever had with anyone. He told me that Chukka had come to him two months ago and asked for me to be his power of attorney in the event of his death. That was it, time for me to freak. Standing and heading for the door telling 'Rick' I was too young to be power of attorney for anyone. "Mitch. You will sit down and let me finish." Like a spanked child. I sat back down, still taking every opportunity to eye up the door ready to run if this got any weirder. "I have consulted with Mr Jones's parents and they are aware of his wishes and stand by them. They have told me that Mr. Jones had his reasons and had talked to them both extensively on his wishes and they support you in what Mr. Jones has asked of you." "But I don't understand I was his roomie nothing else." It was then Rick slid an envelope across the table. "Yes, even I found this odd. When Mr. Jones came to see me two months ago to discuss all this. I even talked to his parents with him present. After I reluctantly agreed he handed me this to give to you in the event of his death." What was I getting myself into? This whole situation was spiraling out of my control. Inwardly I laughed, what control? Sighing and leaning across the desk, I picked up the envelope and read its contents. "Mitch, please believe me when I tell you, none of us can outrun our destiny. I tried my friend and failed. I need you to take my body back home. The details of this wish are already being taken care of. I need you to go home for me. Talk to the elders, you will need a guide for this. That also has been arranged, just follow the itinerary and you will be fine." My stomach knotted and I wanted so desperately to be sick, but as confused about all this as I was, something kept telling me it was time to take Chukka home. Although his parents had already sent his body on, I was to meet my guide at the hotel we were to collect the casket from the funeral directors in town and take him on to the elders, there was nothing in the itinerary from then on and that concerned me. ******* The Hotel was comfortable and sleep although a slow to capture me, finally came. As did the morning phone call I was dreading, the front desk told me that a woman had called and left a message that I was going to be picked up in an hour. When I asked why the call wasn't put through to my room, the clerk's reply was that they tried to but the woman refused, opting to leave a message. Walking down the last few steps to the foyer, I spotted my guide and for a brief moment held my breath. She was the most stunning woman I had ever met, even from across the foyer I noticed she was tall and when I stood in front of her we were close in height. Her hair was a silken black that hung down to the small of her back. High cheek bones and eyes that held me, they were so dark. There was warmth in her features, but her eyes stayed almost emotionless. I'm sure I blinked first. "My name is Chia, I've been told to be your guide. You will follow me, please." Well that statement said it all; the journey in her car just confirmed it, silence. When Chia pulled up alongside a building set aside from the rest, I followed her in getting out. We both walked to the end of a corridor and stopped, she told me to wait, then knocked and entered, moments later she came back and ushered me in. Sat along the far wall were six men, as for age, difficult to tell in the half light that enveloped the room but not one of them looked under fifty, my stomach was in knots, Chukka had told me about the council of elders and the statues they held within his tribe; here I was face to face with all six of them. Chia pulled a chair forward and I sat on it, she stood next to me. One of the elders spoke in his native tongue and as my lips parted to say something Chia translated for me. I closed my mouth and kept my own council. Chia told me the ceremony would take place that evening and I would be one of the guests of honor. A few other details were talked about by the elders, with Chia translating some but not all of the conversation. One of the elders stood and I quickly did the same, he walked up to me and shook my hand. Chia and I left. She took me back to the hotel in the same manor she took me to see the elders, silence. As she pulled up outside the hotel I offered to buy some lunch for us both to get better acquainted. Those dark eyes of hers held me for a moment before her lips finished me off with one word. "No." I spent the rest of the day exploring the town, eating on my own when I found the diner and seeing for myself the places that Chukka told me about when we talked. As the day drew to an end and the beginning of evening seemed to be invading every corner of town, my attention was again focused on why I was here. Out of respect for Chukka and the elders I was ready at the appointed time and Chia, already in ceremonial dress was waiting in the foyer as I walked down the stairs, and again the car journey was taken in silence. The ceremony was beautiful, the whole tribe and guests where there to see Chukka off. The press tried to be there to record his final parting, the local sheriff saw to it that they never made it. I met Chukka's parents for the first time and had a few moments with them before they both went off to talk to the elders. Many folks talked to me about him and his life growing up, Chia just stood in the background. It was only when one of the elders came back without Chukka's parents that she moved forward to again act as a translator. After a brief few words where I felt I may as well have not been there, the three of us went back into the room I first met the elders, and for a few minutes the elders explained through Chia that as part of the ceremony Chukka's ashes where to be scattered in the Canyon. All this was new to me so I took it on the chin, mentally trying to figure out which shop in town would sell hiking boots and some outdoor clothes. It was then all hell broke loose. Chia stopped translating full stop and her comments were directed towards the elders, the exchange started to get heated with one or more of the elders raising their voices. Chia held her ground in the argument stakes by raising her voice to match, even stepping closer to the elders as she talked. She had backbone that was for sure. Finally one of the elders snapped at something Chia had said, stood up and walked towards her. She quickly realized she had overstepped herself and sank to her knees her eyes looking at the floor. The elder stood over her holding one heck of a one sided animated conversation with her. Even in the dull light of the room and the brown-ness of her skin, Chia went bright red and for several minutes the elder stood over her doing all the talking. The car journey back to the hotel saw a completely different Chia, she chatted about Chukka, the tribes history and Summer Canyon, even keeping up a commentary of the town and local history. When we pulled up outside the hotel she even asked if she could come in and finish her chat. I looked at her and said. "No." Putting an early wakeup call in at reception, I was out of the hotel before breakfast. Needing to find the store the receptionist gave me the name of. Now armed with new walking boots and clothes I returned to the hotel. Chia was sat outside waiting for me. "Why didn't you have breakfast, I would have taken you to the store to get what you required for tomorrow?" "That wouldn't have been necessary I know what I need thank you." "Look I know we got off on the wrong foot but, I would like to start again." Well that was big of her I smiled and told her I wouldn't need her today I still had some exploring of my own to do later. Chia wasn't moving, even when I went around the back of the hotel and took the walking boots out of the box she had followed me. The staff at the hotel where really nice folks and even found a spade for me to use and while they looked questioning at me, they didn't ask what I was going to use it for. They left it leaning against the wall of the hotel around the back. I spent the next twenty minutes hitting the boots with the spade, then the next hour polishing them again. Chia had sat against one of the walls in the shade as I set about the boots with the spade, the look on her face telling me she believed I had totally lost my mind. It was only when I sat down to polish them again did she ask what I was doing. "There isn't enough time to break the boots in, so I have to do it artificially." "Are you going to do the same with the clothes?" Smiling I tell her I will suffer in silence on that one, and when satisfied with my labors quickly dropped my shoes off in my room put my boots on and went for another walk. This time Chia accompanied me. "You're not going to let me off the hook with my behavior yesterday are you?" "You have your reasons for doing things it's not for me to judge. I came here because my friend wanted me to, I plan to do all that has been asked of me, I will miss him but he asked so I will do what I can for my friend." Chia colored a little but held it together and just nodded. The rest of the day she stuck to me like glue, I even had to stare her down when we were at the clothing store and went into the changing room to check if the shirt I wanted to buy fitted me. Throughout all this still keeping up her animated history of the tribe and its history with Summer Canyon. By the evening she had worn me down to the point I asked her if she wanted to have dinner with me. She smiled and agreed, adding that she wanted to go home and change first. An hour later the room phone rang to tell me my guest for diner was in the foyer. Chia stood in the center of the foyer wearing a cocktail dress, her unblemished brown skin enhancing the black dress and the dress in return highlighted all of her natural curves and as I looked at her mesmerized by the vision before me. She smiled walked up to me and kissed me on the cheek, my cheek burned as her delicate lips touched them. "You can close your mouth now. I'm worried you will drool over my dress." Stammering an apology, and taking her warm slender shoulders in my hands returning her kiss and still feeling rather flustered we both went to dinner. That dinner seemed to mark a change for both of us. We talked about the trip tomorrow and for a moment noticing Chia's neck go ever so slightly red when she told me that it was up to her to perform part of the final ceremony. Usually this part was done alone but it was Chukka's wish that I be present. Chia noticed my confusion and held my hand telling me that it was ok she would guide me through it all. With dinner over I asked her if she would like a nightcap, inwardly I smiled when I noticed the look on her face. Chia was worried I meant in my room, eventually she nodded her approval and we moved to the lounge and I'm sure much to her relief. Summer Canyon ******* The next day saw a more solemn Chia standing in the foyer. We drove to the edge of Summer Canyon and parked. Chia placed Chukka's ashes into her back pack. I offered to carry it but she declined telling me it was her responsibility to look after Chukka until the final ceremony. Again she blushed but continued with her task. We hiked in silence for close to an hour before she stopped for a water and rest break, even then she barely passed a few words with me, not even looking me in the eyes all the time we where resting. An hour later we crested a small hill and I beheld one of the wonders that is Summer Canyon. The deep jagged ravine to one side and lush green foliage topping it, as my eyes traveled the canyon the stark change in colors took my breath away, some way off in the distance two waterfalls either side of the canyon setting off a mist that joined in the middle, the water hitting the bottom of the canyon forming white water rapids down the valley. Chia dropped her back pack, took out a blanket, laying it under a tree to one side of the clearing. She looked at me expectantly and I came and sat down on it. So many emotions seemed to dance across her face at that moment, eventually she squatted down in front of me. "I cannot talk to you from this moment on. Please trust me and understand what is needed from you when it is needed." More confused now than I ever was, I nodded my head, Chia gave me a weak smile in return stood and kicked off her walking boots and lifted her foot towards me, I removed one and then the other sock for her. She then took a step back, faltered for a moment and then took one more pace away from me. A tear appeared from her right eye marking its way through the dust of the canyon on her cheek as it traveled down her face. Her eyes locked on mine now as her fingers went to her top and pulled it up and over her body, her eyes again locked onto mine, her bra came off next showing me a pair of breasts that had my heart aching to touch them. I guessed a C-cup, round in shape and almost touching as they hung by their fullness on her slim frame. Her nipples were thick and relaxed and judging by the areola surrounding them, where capable of extending a long way when erect. Chia then placed her thumbs into her skirt and pushed it down collecting her panties on the way, as she bent down to take her skirt to the floor so she could step out of it, her breast held my eyes as they hung freely. Any other time this whole scene would have so many erotic connotations. Standing again I couldn't help letting my eyes wander over her flat stomach and down to her pubic mound, the hair there was trimmed into a landing strip and just as dark as the hair on her head. Her hips beautifully curved flowed gracefully onto a pair of legs that would have every construction worker in the country hanging off the scaffolding to wolf whistle her. With only her tribal necklace on, Chia now stood totally naked before me. For a moment I thought she was going to say something, her mouth opened yet nothing came from her other than another single tear that joined the first on its journey down her face. Even with her eyes misting up so much, she held it together enough now to squat down by her back pack and pick up Chukka's ashes and walk to the Canyon edge. For several minutes she spoke in her native tongue, finally holding up the urn, opening the top and pouring Chukka's ashes into the Canyon. From out of know where a breeze seemed to pick up his ashes and carry them along Summer Canyon towards the water fall. It was a couple of minutes before Chia lowered the urn, said a few more words in her native tongue and turned. Replacing the urn to her back pack and as she turned to face me, it was the look on her face that struck me the most, and through the years I have seen that look many times, a determination that is buried deep within her, a steeliness that she brings to the fore when she needs it. Chia now stood in front of me, straddled my legs and squatted, her eyes never looking at mine, she seemed to be focused on one thing and as I looked down Chia was undoing the buttons to my shirt, then pulling it aside and off she did the same to my t-shirt. My arms felt like lead, I had no power over them at this moment in time, a naked woman as stunning as Chia was and I couldn't even lift a hand to stop what she was doing. By now she had shuffled down my body and her fingers pulling at my belt. Again Chia shuffled back and now sat back on her legs, undid my boots and pulled them off, quickly followed by the rest of my clothes. My body seemed to be way ahead of my mind, my head was still asking myself what she was doing and why. My body saying who cares and the erection she noticed when my jeans left my hips and exposed it giving away that part of me the most. Chia's eyes stayed on my erection for a moment, a small smile hinted more than she was giving away with her eyes. Her suddenly shifting her weight onto her knees took me by surprise. As I looked up Chia's body I truly felt like I was looking at one of the real wonders of this world, I blushed when I realized she was holding out a hand. Taking hers in mine, the warmth of her touch now igniting passions within me that had never come to the fore with any woman I had been with before. We knelt so close now her nipples touched my skin; even that small contact with her warmed me. With this woman who knelt before me I felt so, alive. Chia let my hand go and for a second a pang of sadness followed, our eyes locked as I looked at her silently trying to find meaning in all this, and Chia in turn continuing her silence as her hands now went to my checks, they burned. My whole face blushed and when she gently pulled my head to hers and we kissed. I nearly lost the restraint that was holding me back from wrapping my arms around her naked body pulling her to me and letting our own body heat join. Deciding instead to rest my hands upon her hips, her kiss was so tender, so full of promise of things to come. I was powerless in the hands of this woman; Chia was my guide in more ways than one that day and when our lips parted and our eyes again locked on one another, for a moment their seemed great sadness within her, almost as if she was at a junction in her life and needing time to come to terms with something. Judging by the redness around her erogenous zones fighting with her brown skin I'm not sure her own body was willing to give her that time. After a pause Chia let her hands drop away from my face turned her back to me and lent forward resting her head on her arms exposing her most private parts to me. My mind was going into hyper drive desperately trying to process everything happening to me. My heart did a summersault and on its way over just seemed to ram even more blood into my penis. I was more solid now than I had ever been in my life; it even took on a life of its own, twitching with anticipation, a yearning to enter Chia right now. Watching all this unfold my mind still screamed at me that I was taking advantage of her, with my hands gently holding her hips I was desperate to know I was doing the right thing for Chia, I simply couldn't allow this if she wasn't totally comfortable with what was going to happen next. "Please Chia. You have to tell me you want this to happen." Chia's head rose from resting on her arms and she nodded, not once did she turn to look at me. My cock now rested against her pussy lips I couldn't continue with this. It felt just wrong. Chia realized my hesitancy and pushed herself backwards the head of my cock now half buried between her moist pussy lips and ever so slowly I pushed myself into her, the air in her lungs slowly leaving her as I did, to be replaced by a soft moan when I bottomed out inside her. The man in me wanted so much to be gentle with her. But Chia had anticipated this and for a moment took the lead, within minutes I had hold of her hips and was pounding into her for all I was worth. Chia for her part had rapidly got into it and came so heavily on my solid cock, the clamping of her vaginal muscles pushing me to now force myself into her and with one last joint effort of Chia pushing herself back onto me and me pushing myself as deep into her as I could I came so much into her. My energies seemed to sap me at that moment and I came to rest on top of Chia's back, her body holding my weight as I tried so hard to grab back some semblance of what we had done while we both sucked air into our lungs. Putting my hands onto the clearing floor there was now space between us and Chia slumped forward onto the blanket. I lay down next to her and instinctively she moved her body back to mine and spooned herself into me, still without a word. My ear picked up her change in breathing pattern and once I draped a hand protectively over her I followed her into sleep. It was the sensation from my loins that pulled me from my dreams, opening my eyes and looking down Chia had her mouth around me and looking at me. I never realized a woman could smile and suck at the same time yet she managed it and with a wink of her eye went about her task with gusto now I was awake. Now hard again Chia lifted herself and straddled my legs her hands on my shoulders for support, she paused for a moment and smiled again her face and neck flushed as her hand went between her legs and me thinking she was going to use it to guide me into her. I watched fascinated as two of her fingers sank into her pussy and then placing the same fingers into her mouth a sucking noise came from her. From that moment on I was so desperately lost to this woman. "We taste nice. I would like some more." My voice was gone. I couldn't utter a single word if my very life depended on it. Holding her hips I slowly pulled her down. Chia giggled and quickly grabbed my cock ready to guide me into her when we touched. I sank into her in one swift movement, with Chia having to quickly move her hand before we again bottomed out on each other. Feeling the warmth of our combined cum around my cock as I slide deep into her. By now Chia had her head buried into my neck gently saying an odd word here and there in her native tongue as she gently rocked her hips back and forth. Faint squishing sounds emanated from between our legs letting me know Chia was close to another orgasm. Her solid nipples rubbing against my chest telling me so much, pushing my hand between us I went in search of more. Chia moved back slightly to allow me access while she concentrated on her own see saw motion. A soft moan escaped her lips as my fingers found her wetness She gasped as my thumb finally found her clit. Chia now changing tactic and adjusted her rocking motion to take in the rubbing of my thumb, her body heat changed and a series of shudders followed. Chia was oh so close now, fending her orgasm off as best she could, she grabbed my head between her hands and our mouths devoured each other. Her body convulsed and in one final act she slammed down on my cock impaling herself as deep onto me as she could. The scream of her orgasm now masked by our mouths, that one act alone pushed me to the edge and a came so hard into Chia I felt slightly light headed. We held each other for what felt like an age, our combined juices leaking from her onto my lap and now onto the canyon floor. ******* I noticed we took a different path back to the car this one was wider and allowed us to hold hands all the way back. We talked about many things Chia seemingly having an answer to everything, the one topic we tip toed around and eventually both deciding not to approach was Chukka. Even the drive back to town was done in silence both of us not wanting to spoil this moment. Chia sent me to my room to pick up items we would need for our next meeting with the elders and one was a change of clothes. Being covered in sweat from the journey to and from the Canyon, she reminded me it may not be a good idea to talk to the elders looking and smelling like I did. By the time I had returned to the foyer Chia was talking to the owner of the hotel, as soon as both spotted me they almost leapt apart, something was definitely going on. We were both upbeat on the journey to meet with the elders but inwardly I was troubled. Would what we had done during the ceremony cause Chia to think less of me or would the elders for that matter when they found out? Sat in front of the elders with Chia again acting as my interpreter, deep into our conversation the small hairs on the back of my neck slowly rose and I started to feel rather uncomfortable. As I surveyed the elders one stood out amongst them, he sat on the end looking directly at me even when Chia would direct a comment or a question to him. His intense stare never wavered. My attention was snapped back when the leader of the elders invited me to stay for a couple more days so the rest of the tribe could talk to me and tell me of their history with Chukka. I nodded in agreement. It was Chukka that once told me a suggestion from the elders even more so if it came from the leader of the council of elders should be looked on more as an order rather than taken as a suggestion and since I had been given special leave from college courtesy of my new friend Rick to bring Chukka home. I may as well take advantage of it. With the meeting again over one of the elders stood and walked towards me, this time it was the one on the end that had taken such an interest in me. I stood and we shook hands heading for the door, he said something to Chia and she stopped in her tracks. Turning to see what was going on Chia automatically waved me on telling me she would meet me at the car. Five minutes later a rather distracted Chia came out of the elders lodge and we drove back to town. "The elders want you to see anything you wish to see and I am to continue to be your guide." "If that bothers you I would rather not see anything." Chia looked sharply at me and for a moment I felt guilty for saying it the way it sounded. I apologized and she smiled. The conversation back to town seemed to take on a different air now, more relaxed, their seemed to be an intimacy between us. Back at the hotel the manager was at the counter, watched as both of us came in. He reached for a room key handing it to Chia, she in return gave him a smile and holding my arm we headed up the stairs and that's just about when the next shock hit me. When a smiling Chia opened the door to the room, from my view through the open doorway, my suitcase was resting against the closet, my clothes hanging next to someone else's. Instinctively I followed Chia into the room, even the bed was turned down on both sides. "Ok what's going on?" Was all I could find the words for. Chia stood in the middle of the room, there seemed to be an aura about her. Even her emotionless eyes took on an air of defiance now. "For the rest of your time here I am staying with you." I sat on the edge of the bed, my mind trying desperately to gather my thoughts and process the implications of what she had just said. Chia sat next to me letting this dull and tired mind of mine catch up, it took me a moment to realize she was also holding my hand again, her eyes set on some far off point. Chia was making sure what was said next was down to me. "I would like that." Was all I could manage to say. Not romantic I know but in the grand scheme of things the closest I could come to telling this woman that I loved her without the fear of her rejection when she knew. Chia looked at me and smiled and for the first time since I knew her, I saw warmth in her eyes. It was just a flicker and I watched her ever so closely my defenses still up in case she was doing this because she was told to. "Good, now get changed your taking me to dinner." Chia simply stood and dropped her clothes off of her body where she stood, being naked was natural for her. It took me a while to get my pants over my erection as I watched her wander around our room totally naked. It was with great sadness I watched her dress and hide that body of hers. The manager of the hotel had set a table to one side for us, the company was the best I could have ever wished for and when we finished we walked out the front of the hotel and sat on the seats. Soft music wandered down the street from an open window, I looked at Chia and held out my hand, she smiled and noticing the mischief in me reached over and took it both of us leaving our seats at the same time, I simply held her close and danced with her to the sounds of the town and Nat King Cole's, Unforgettable. I was more at peace now than I had ever been in my short life and it was in the arms of this woman I found that happiness. When the song ended I thanked her for the dance and kissed her, Chia held me close and when our kiss ended she simply said I was welcome and we broke from our embrace. Back in the room Chia was perhaps a little distant I sure know I was thinking about our embrace and kiss and the look of total contentment on her face as we came back to our room. It was as I watched Chia replace her dress in the closet she paused, turned to me and walked into the center of the room and knelt. Instinctively I joined her not even sure why I was doing this yet knowing she needed me to. "Mitch many things are going to change for you now all I hope are good, but you are not one of us so I give you this opportunity to leave and nothing will change at all. I know you were Chukka's only friend outside Summer Canyon and for that I will always be grateful." I tried desperately to read her face there simply wasn't any emotion there. Chia was letting me make this decision, there was more meaning in what she said than it sounded and my mind played and re-played every word and syllable trying to figure all this out. It was pointless I knew why Chukka always came back here for a couple of days before a big college game just as I also knew why a part of me couldn't leave Summer Canyon now, I was looking directly at that reason. My week at Summer Canyon was the greatest I could ever have wished for. Chia was never more than arms length from me at any one time and took great delight in showing me sights that few people other than her own had seen and back at the hotel we talked made love and talked again, their simply wasn't a topic this lady didn't have an opinion on and as the week crept to its final end I knew I couldn't live without Chia in my life. I knew the conversation I would have to have and that was with the elders. But the stumbling block was there tradition that the council of elders only ever spoke in their native language. Chia would have to find out sooner or later and in such a close community as this that would be sooner. So as I sat in front of the elders I made my feelings for Chia known. She stopped translating and just listened to me as I told the whole council that she had my heart and I wanted to marry her. The elders figured it out real quick when Chia let out a squeal and hugged me almost knocking me off the chair as she sat on my lap and kissed me. When calm had been restored and Chia was once again able to act as translator and of course keep the smile off her face long enough to do that job. The elders gave their blessing, the hairs on the back of my neck rose once again as I looked towards Matchet, the one elder that still held his own council on this. I remembered Chia telling me the history of all the elders, as a young man he had gone to the big city and became one of the last skywalkers. Matchet had worked hundreds of feet above the city dangling off of steel beams building high rises. He came back to the tribe a hero and his place on the council of elders was guaranteed, many say it was foretold he would eventually lead the council of elders and even now he held a great deal of power within the council. Summer Canyon ******* We were both realist's and knew we both had to finish our education Chia was doing her degree soon and I went back to college to finish my degree in American history at the weekends we both headed back to Summer Canyon to fuck each other's brains out and for Chia to continue with the wedding arrangements. Since I was an orphan I asked Chukka's father to be my best man and much to my relief he agreed. The one dark cloud as I saw it was Matchet, I knew soon things would come to a head, even though Chia told me not to worry it didn't stop me doing just that. I was in town on an errand when a car pulled up alongside me, as I walked it followed when I stopped it did. Looking inside the car and seeing the driver. Now realizing, that day was here I got in. Matchet drove in silence for almost the entire journey back. "Summer Canyon is a beautiful place, to us it has been our home and our protection; the canyon can feel the difference between those that are its friend and those that are its enemies." We both knew Matchet wasn't talking about the canyon. The fact he spoke to me and broke with tradition reinforced that idea, he meant to say more but I interrupted him. Living with Chukka for so long had given me such an insight into his people and I knew I had to stand up to Matchet if Chia and I had any chance of a life together. "Chia has my heart elder. I would stand in front of a freight train to prevent her from any pain she may have as a consequence of my actions." Matchet stopped outside the council of elders lodge and I left to return to Chia. It took her half a day to find out Matchet had brought me back from town and she wanted to know why I didn't tell her. Steeling myself to answer, simply saying that it was just a car ride home. Chia looked at me so intensely then I thought she was going to say more, instead shrugging her shoulders and again talked about the details of the wedding. The juggling act that soon became our studies and plans for the wedding consumed our lives. Chia gained her degree with honors and I was grateful my own course ran a little later than hers so I was at her award ceremony. She bounced around and laughed the whole time, her scroll never left her fingertips at all that day and when we got home we set about mounting it in a frame and hung it on the wall before we went to bed. A week later it was my turn and with Chia by my side I was the proudest man alive that day. My own professor took me aside after the ceremony and offered me a job to assist him and continue my studies, the sound of Chia screeching in my ear gave me a clue that she would like me to accept the job. We married a month later and in my heart I knew it was a draw as to who was the happiest of us that day. It was Chia's decision to move onto campus, I knew what a wrench for her but she insisted that her place was by my side. We still took every opportunity to return home and it was my home as well as Chia's, other than college I had never found a place I felt so relaxed in. We both took time to explore Summer Canyon and as I later found out Chia's passion for outdoor sex. As for the council of elders, we still paid our respects and I still felt uneasy around Matchet. Maybe one day I would figure it out but would that be before his rise to the leadership of the council of elders. As Chia tells me, all that is in other people's hands. Between her and my professor I got pushed, shoved and occasionally kicked into obtaining my Masters. The college faculty bowed to pressure from my professor and they allowed me to support him in class and field trips and on occasion I gave lessons myself. It was only after doing a job I loved for the last six years did I finally find out why. My professor was heading for early retirement and he told me he had watched me from the day I walked through the doors. Between my wife, my professor and the faculty I had been out-numbered and out-maneuvered. ******* My course on American history and the popularity it gained with the students earned me my tenure and notoriety as the youngest professor in the College's esteemed history. There was still the odd student who thought they could use sex as a means to pass the course, but that changed when they spotted my wife around campus or when I brought her in on one of my lectures, I of course still bowed to her vast knowledge of the Native American Indian and the sex for favors predators either knuckled down or requested a change of course. Life couldn't have been better for me, a lecturer in a college that I was once a student, teaching a course that meant so much to me and as the course progressed I watched in awe as the students would always seem to raise to every challenge and although field trips were a logistical nightmare were always enjoyed and the college even cultivated them, with my wife seeming to be the middle ground between her tribe and the council of elders and the college when it came to organizing the trips. Had I noticed the storm clouds on the horizon? In a world where I truly believed I was the luckiest man alive then the answer to that would have been no. I loved my wife with all my heart and would stand in front of a freight train for her. But even I wasn't immune to the fact that Chia seemed to be in turmoil and try as I might I simply couldn't get her to tell me what was wrong. So I was left to wonder, had she or someone in the tribe finally found out my secret? ******* I had arrived back at the house exhausted from a week of lecturing. My master plan although rather transparent had served me well so far. Order in for both of us and feet up to watch a dvd. Then over the weekend find Chia's to do list, as soon as I walked into the house all thoughts of doing any of that stopped. The look on Chia's face was enough for me, her dark eyes where always the most difficult to read, her forehead creased in deep thought and the agitation within her came to the fore. There was no point in talking to her. She would never tell me what the problem was. I just hugged her and like a well oiled machine leapt into action backing the car up to the garage and started loading the camping equipment. Chia came out to the garage to see what I was doing, hugged me, reminded me she loved me and left to grab her hiking equipment, the new spring in her step proving to me that I was doing the right thing. We would park the car by the elders lodge pay our respects and leave with our packs, arriving at the small clearing, me sweating with the effort as usual, also casting my eye jealously towards Chia. That damn woman has never broken into a sweat on one of these walks in all the time I've known her. We had visited this spot several times and although neither of us admitted it we classed this as our favorite. It was a little clearing about the size of half a basket ball court that overlooked a small falls about two hundred yards across the canyon. We reached there somewhere around midday, the sun although hot was still not at its highest yet. In my head I could almost anticipate Chia's next move, she dropped her pack and stood watching the falls for a moment. I could have screamed into her ear and she wouldn't have heard me. The amount of times we had been here I had gotten used to it. Chia told me once it was her way of getting back in touch with nature again. The beliefs of her tribe left me in no doubt that it was wise not to tease her over it. Simply using the time to pull my own pack off, pull the tent out and set it up, when Chia came to help with setting the inside of the tent and zipping the two single sleeping bags together. It was then another of her rituals would start. Sitting crossed legged at the entrance to the tent, I watched as Chia would take one more walk towards the edge of the clearing, look out towards the falls. It was then I would lose her totally, her native tongue and her sense of belonging to the Canyon would take hold now. I had once made the near fatal mistake of trying to record what she was doing. Chia must have sensed it because she stopped. Her head turned her eyes blazed pure hatred at me. Feeling like a kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar. I did the only thing that self preservation would allow me to do. I lay the tape recorder on the ground picked up a rock and dropped it on the recorder. Chia would finish whatever it was she said to Mother Earth. Yes, I got that much from her once before she realized her slip and simply moved to another topic. Then she would simply remove her clothes and stay naked for the entire time we were in the clearing, the only time that ever changed was when Chia wore moccasin's. Every morning Chia would walk naked down the hill a ways were her family would bring fresh supplies and leave them at an arranged spot. It left us both free to be at ease, Chia more so as her body seemed to wash off the toils of campus life within a day. The Canyon re-generated her. Yet as the years rolled onwards I knew that this day was looming, and thought myself lucky that I had the company of the most stunning woman to roam this planet as my wife for ten of those years. But the draw of the Canyon and her people is ingrained in her and ten years of marriage to me is but a blink of an eye to all that history and tradition. I was losing my wife and there was nothing I could do about it. That tradition and this beautiful place we both called home I felt was calling to her and love her as deeply as I do, my heart understood Chia did not have the strength of will to resist it. I knew that the sins of my past would catch up with me now. Keeping this sin, no curse for those ten years, recklessly thinking it was an advantage to me and then becoming trapped as I realized what I had done on the spur of the moment would now be my undoing. We stayed in the clearing for the whole weekend, Chia now back to herself, or rather the veneer that kept her calm had returned. My time was running out, and I knew what a drowning man felt in those last moments before his mind resigned itself to its inevitable end, the love I had for my wife simply wasn't enough. It was wrong to put this off any longer, Chia had given me ten years of her life and I loved her every single day of those years. With a resigned feeling in the pit of my stomach, I knew it was time to face the elders. We walked back to the car. I could almost feel my pace slowing, reluctant to the bitter end to admit to myself I had to do this. I had no right to have ever gotten involved but I had and I loved this woman so much as a result. Chia watched me put the camping equipment back into the car before she followed me into the elders lodge to again pay our respects before leaving. Pulling a chair into the center of the room and sitting Chia onto it, her reaction was one of shock, this was forbidden for a woman to be seated while I stood and Chia had always acted as my translator and as such she should be standing when talking to the elders. Holding her shoulder I now faced the elders, my heart beat loudly in my ears more so when one of the elders looked directly at Chia and she in turn fidgeted in the seat unable to stand because I gently held her to the seat. "Please elders, I wish my voice to be heard." I paused. The shock in the room was total, Chia stiffened and realized I had spoken in her native tongue and quickly realized that for ten years I had listened and understood every detail of every conversation between us in this room. Her hands went to her face. Before I was able to say anything more I heard Chia gently cry into her hands, between sobs came the words. "Please... no, what have we done?" I had to continue, my courage would soon leave me, grateful that the half light of the room now hid the misting of my eyes. "Elders, when I came here at Chukka's request I understood little of what was planned for me. I decided to hold my own council until I did understand, by then it was too late to change anything. If indeed anything could have been changed." I swallowed, desperate to keep talking and finding the right words. Chukka had found it funny teaching me his native tongue, first he taught me swear words and as I became adept at mastering those words he moved onto sentences and basic structure of sentences. I was an eager student and sensing this caused him to enjoy teaching me. "I knew of the tradition of promising the children at a young age. I never knew that Chia was to marry Chukka a week after graduation. My friend never told me that saving his life that night passed that responsibility to me, he never told me of such a gift." The whole room stayed so very quiet. The one elder that I feared the most just sat and waited, biding his time. "The day of Chukka funeral you the elders reminded Chia of her obligation to Chukka and to me and what that implied. Again I sat and said nothing." Chia had stopped crying, I couldn't look at her I needed to focus on the elders. To stop now would disrespect them and also let the fear of what I was doing engulf me. "Elders I ask this of you. Chia has spent ten years doing her duty and honoring that burden of obligation that came with it. She married me and for the last ten years I have spent every waking moment loving her as best I could. But that love is slowly killing her." Chia made to stand I held her to the seat, I needed to keep talking, just grateful that Chia's duty, a duty that was instilled in her from birth kept her from trying to interrupt me. Matchet the one elder I feared now leaned forward in his chair, his eyes bored deep into me, a small smile on his lips. "Her love of her family and Summer Canyon grows stronger while her duty to be my wife is forcing her to be sick, a sickness of despair and of hopelessness at her situation." I took a deep breath. It was now or never too many times I had lost the nerve to say what needed to be said. In my mind I thanked Chukka for the patience in teaching me his native tongue even though it was forbidden, and also for the wonderful gift of the woman promised to him since birth. "Chia has met her obligation to me in the ten years we have been married, I hope you can all find it in your hearts to release her from her duty and let her rejoin her family and her love of Summer Canyon." The silence in the room lasted for a few more minutes. Matchet looked at my hand on Chia's shoulder and I removed it. My cheeks flushed and I felt like an errant school boy waiting for the head of the school to administer an overdue punishment. Deep in my heart I knew I was doing the right thing for Chia. Watching her spirit die day by day was also killing me, it simply wasn't fair that we should continue this. Chia had to be free of her obligation to me and the elders were the only ones who could do this and not bring shame on her. That was my one great fear, I couldn't allow that. We all watched as Matchet stood and walked to the center of the room. I stood up straight, although in his sixties there wasn't an ounce of body fat on him. This man now stood two feet from me his eyes bored deep into me; I met his stare as best I could. Matchet now seemed to revel in the knowledge that I knew his native language as he spoke just three words directly to me. "Leave. Go home." Chia stood, Matchet looked at her, and a cold chill crept down my spine. "You will stay." In desperation my gaze went to the leader of the council of elders, he nodded and embracing my wife one last time I left. Neither of us had spoken to each other the entire time we had been in the chamber. The drive back to college was more difficult than my soul could bare and at one stage needing to pull over to the side of the road so I could be sick. Not even man enough to go home I went to my office and just sat, I sat through what was left of the evening and watching the sun come up over the campus grounds, any other time that sight would have filled me with such joy. Now I couldn't feel anything. Had I done the right thing? For Chia, yes, and I would stand by that decision until the day I died. Did it feel like my heart had been ripped from my body? Yes, she was my true love but Chia was also like a caged animal and that wasn't fair. Our trips back to Summer Canyon and her family showed me where she belonged, she never noticed her face light up when she went home, the smile that would never leave her face as we walked parts of the Canyon was beyond anything that she had shown me in this last year of our marriage, and truth be known I felt a little cheated because of it. The bounce in her step as she would greet family members and stop for ages to talk, momentarily forgetting I was there and suddenly giving out a squeal and hugging my arm as she was reminded showed me where her heart was. Chia had willingly given me her body and soul, her tribe and Summer Canyon had her heart and for ten years I had tried to make her whole again, showing her every day I loved her and meaning all three words. I had loved her from the day I descended the stairs of the hotel those ten years ago and see her stood in the middle of the foyer. Chia had my heart and I simply could not stand back any longer knowing what I did and let this continue. One of us in this relationship had to have at least some semblance of happiness and I always knew who that was going to be, I couldn't live with myself if it was any other way. Going back to the house a couple of times only to pick up clothes and returning to my office was so painful for me. Everything reminded me of Chia and all those happy times we had together. It had been a week since I had left her with the council of elders hoping every waking moment that they had listened to my plea and everyday waiting for that knock on my door that would tell me I had been served. It was late one evening when the phone rang on my desk. "Come home we need to talk." Then the phone went dead. The shock of that phone call left me holding the receiver in my hand staring at it for what felt like an eternity. My whole being torn between wanting to leap for joy and running home, wrapping her in my arms and never letting her go again to wonder that she had returned after what I had done to her for the last ten years. I walked home simply because I didn't trust myself to drive. Chia was sat on her favorite seat on the porch waiting for me as though the whole of last week had never happened. As I approached she smiled, my heart started to melt. My one great fear now was I simply didn't know if I had it in me to send her back to her tribe. We both sat at the kitchen table and for some time Chia just looked at me. "I don't deserve you, you know that don't you?" she spoke softly. Now I was confused, but I held my own council. "What you think you know isn't what you should know." This whole conversation was already weird and getting weirder by the minute, but Chia hadn't said what she wanted to say yet, silence seemed to be my only option for the moment. "Chukka and I were promised to each other. The night you saved him he called me and cried, that was the first time I had ever known my man to cry, it was also the first time he had ever talked about you" By now a lump had grown in my throat, I couldn't talk even if I had wanted to. "As you can imagine Chukka's death hit me hard and it was the councils wish that I be your guide. It wasn't until after I met you I found out it was also Chukka's wish that I be your guide." Her eyes misted and Chia picked up a tissue and wiped her eyes. "The elders told me that Chukka had foreseen his death. Even with that knowledge he was thinking of me, the elders told me that they had talked to Chukka a great deal just before his death and had granted all of his wishes. I was to be promised to you." Summer Canyon It was the look on her face that froze me to my chair. "I'm a grown woman and here I was being promised to a white man like some chattel, it was disgusting and I wanted nothing to do with it. I hated you for coming with Chukka but you had also saved his life and gave me two more years with him. Also I could not go against either the elders or Chukka's wishes." At that moment in time you may as well have plunged a knife into my heart and I wouldn't have felt it. I suppose I had every right to be angry, but at who? Chukka for making me his power of attorney and sending me to meet the woman he was promised to from birth and had planned with the elders help for me to marry, or Chia for the last ten years of living a lie? "It was when we were in the council chambers I was reminded of Chukka's wishes and those of the elders, I know now you understood some of the conversation but not its content. The final ceremony is an intensely private affair, you had no right to be with me but the elders insisted knowing full well what would happen." My jaw dropped open. Chia gave a flicker of a smile before she continued. "The elders knew something I didn't realize at the time. I would join with you after I had said goodbye to Chukka. Once I had there was no going back for me. I was yours." "I knew after the ceremony I was lost. You were kind and gentle, even more so when we came back to the hotel. I knew I could come to love you in time what I didn't realize was just how much." "What? I don't understand." I said looking totally confused now. Chia smiled. "I did start to wonder when you would join in on this conversation." I blushed, again running out of things to say. "Chukka was right about you, you have been good for me. But I cannot continue to be your wife. I am barren I cannot give you what you deserve and that is children. For many months now I have been coming to terms with this but also trying to find the right time to tell you. I was promised to you by Chukka and the council of elders yet I cannot fulfill the one gift a woman can give her husband, children." For a moment I felt so intensely cold. We had never spoken about children and now I was finding out why, Chia had carried this burden for so long now it was that burden I had been sensing all these months. "What if I don't want children?" Chia gave a little laugh. "Oh my husband, I love you so very much but we both know that is a lie. I have watched you when we go home to Summer Canyon it's always Uncle Mitch stuck in the middle of the children or leading the games. You love them so much you even teach them, and every day I just sit and cry because I cannot give you any." I knew I had to say something Chia was so close tears she simply choked on every word she tried to utter. "Your tribe is my family as the children are my children. I don't want to lose you and given the choice between you or children you will always be the one person my own soul mate I will love to the end of time." Chia stopped crying, looking up at me and desperately trying to fully understand what I had just said and all its implications. Suddenly she leapt from her seat and onto my lap, burying her head into my neck and continuing to cry. I just held her so tight never wanting to let her go away from me again, I may have had her body all those years but now I knew and understood, never realizing how much turmoil her mind had been in this the last year. Holding her close to me as tightly as I could Chia's body seemed to take on a different form of energy. Her lips now gently kissing my ear and then nibbling it, a jolt of pleasure ran through me. Chia sensed this and continued, an almost inaudible mewing sound emanated from her lips only noticeable with her lips so close to my ear. It seemed to connect with something deeply primeval within me and my cock instantly sprang to attention, I felt her body heat rise as did mine. My face turned and our lips joined and then fought for control. My hand went behind her seeking her hair and once my fingers entwined themselves within it I pulled her head backwards. Our lips parted and mine now came level with her neck, I sucked as much as I could within my mouth and softly bite down on her skin as it left my mouth. A faint, yes, left Chia's lips. Chia's hand moved between our bodies stopping when she felt how solid I was and a groan of pleasure escaped her lips as she suddenly fought to undo my pants. With a groan of frustration Chia changed tactic and I heard the zip go and her hand held me tight, but her restricted movement was only adding to her despair. Suddenly Chia pulled her head level with mine her dark eyes bored so deep into me, the brownness of her skin doing little to hide the redness around her neck and top of her chest. "Damn it Mitch, I don't care where just take me." Scooping one arm under her legs and the other holding her back I carried her to the bedroom, mentally thanking the college for giving me a house that was all on the same floor as romantic as I wanted this to be stumbling up a set of stairs may not give off the right signals. Chia soon got the message however when her back hit the bed, she was pulling her blouse off while I set about yanking her shoes and pants off her body. I had hardly stopped there when Chia leapt onto her knees pulling at my shirt, the buttons totally forgotten in favor of the ripped off the body method. With my hands now focused on loosening the belt on my own pants Chia now had bare flesh in front of her and almost instantly she grabbed me and pulled me to her. Her open mouth now being filled with my chest, she bit down. I winced, Chia wouldn't let go and I desperately fought the urge to try to move. My pants now on the floor I simply held onto Chia until she had finished, what little pain I felt soon forgotten knowing she was with me for ever. Chia was simply marking me as her own again, after all hadn't I just done that to her neck, and until in her mind she had accomplished that I simply stood and waited, her teeth digging deep into my flesh leaving their mark and would do for several days, but in her mind it was permanent. Slowly the pain eased as Chia's jaw slackened and she finally released the bruised wet flesh from her mouth. She looked up at me tears in her eyes and a smile on her face. I held her face and kissed away the salty tasting tears before turning my attention to her lips. Finally pushing her backwards onto the bed, Chia's legs instinctively opening in front of me exposing herself to me the fingers from both hands eased there way over her pubic bone one finger from each hand delved into her hood and she gently pushed. He clit now red and engorged exposed to me, the rest of her fingers pulled her pussy lips as wide apart as she could get them showing me her most intimate parts. "All this is my husband's I have not touched anything in a pleasurable way since we parted at the elders lodge. Please Mitch?" Chia never got any further, I had leapt onto the bed my face now inches from her warm pussy her juices slowly leaking from her, some mingling with her fingers as they still held her apart, some of her juice now ran down her pussy and onto her ass gently mingling with the crinkled rose of her anus. My nose touched skin before my tongue probed the moistness of her ass, Chia lurched up off the bed her fingers still refusing to move from her pussy lips. Chia mumbled something in her native language as I again attacked her ass with my tongue. It was a prayer she offered to Mother Earth sometimes when we made love I knew every word by heart and now I timed my tongue to probe her ass just at the right time. "Please Mother let this body pleasure my husband." A slow moan of pleasure escaped her lips as my tongue pushed the folds of her bud apart. "Let both our bodies join in pleasure and joy." Her body shuddered and she suddenly sucked in air making a small animalistic sound as she did. "This man is my husband and true love." By now I had my hands on her thighs holding her down as my tongue and lips kissed and licked their way to her pussy, Chia's hands instinctively moved away from her pussy lips and onto the back of my head forcing me into her sex. "Make us both glow in the joy of our joining." She had one line left and I desperately wanted to time all this right, my tongue now savoring her juices triggering responses in my brain via my taste buds. "I offer this gift to you oh Mother, the one true Mother." By now my head was up and my open mouth now sucked in her clit my tongue assaulting that small bud feeding off the juices surrounding it and coming back for more. Chia let out a groan desperately trying to lift her body as her own orgasm took her, my hands holding her down. Her own body now limited in movement took its own revenge on her and her orgasm turned against her. A sound emanated from deep within her growing in volume as it rose from its depths, my eyes now watching her face, my mouth still wide open and tongue still tormenting her clit. Her nipples bullet hard her chest heaved and once again her body tried desperately to move, again I held her down but even that took all my strength now. Chia's fingers clenched the sheets pulling them away from the bed the noise from within had now risen to her throat as she screamed out her orgasm. Her upper body instinctively lifted itself off the bed, her mouth open in her scream her eyes burned deeply with passion. Chia's veins in her neck stood proud. My own mouth now coved in her juices I instinctively let her go. My poor Chia had no control over her body now and it thrashed around the bed in one of her most powerful of orgasms, finally curling up into the fetal position in the middle of the bed, her body desperate to regain some control would still twitch every now and again. The glow of her panting body and the smile on her face telling me so much, I snuggled into Chia. She would soon regain her composure and I knew she would seek her own form of revenge that would leave me a quivering wreck on the bed and both of us would still do this to each other. "I am sorry Mitch." I put my finger to her lips and she kissed it and smiled, yes even her eyes smiled back at me now and my own heart skipped a beat. I had my love back and in my eyes she was whole again. "My uncle said you would understand if I told you, I went against his wishes and didn't. It was because I did not listen to his wise council we got ourselves into this mess." Now confused I leaned onto my arm and looked at Chia. "You don't have an uncle. Your father is the only man of your family." "Oh husband of mine, even ten years worth of our tribes knowledge and still you have but scratched the surface. To maintain tradition once a family member is called to sit on the council of elders all ties to his family is cut. The whole tribe becomes his family then." Feeling like I was standing at the end of a tunnel and seeing the lights of a train heading towards me I had to ask the one question I knew the train had the answer to. "Who on the council is your uncle?" "Matchet." Came the only answer.