Storiesonline.net ------- Bear Hunt by cmsix Copyright© 2010 by cmsix ------- Description: Jake Johnson had been busting his ass at the steel mill in lone star Texas to build up a little cash for a hunting trip. When he discovered he could go bear hunting in Alaska for less than half what it cost to fly to Africa for a lion hunt. He bought a new pickup truck and a camper trailer and looked for the ALCAN Highway. One thing he didn't plan on was the temporal and spatial relocations that poped up, and they just spiced up the whole deal. Codes: MF Mult ------- ------- Chapter 1 Finally, it was time to get going on this trip. I'd been working my way up to it for three years. Working all the doubles I could get at Lone Star Steel to pay for my equipment and supplies, and guns. You know, firearms. It was a hunting trip of course. At first, I'd thought about going on a "canned" hunting trip somewhere in Africa, but the turmoil over there in several places put me out of the mood for it. Hell, who wants to go hunting where you might end up in a war zone? Besides, I didn't want to go shoot a mangy lion or some shit like that. And that's another thing. Who wants the hassle of trying to get your weapons shipped to Africa? I nearly laughed every time I thought about walking up to an airline check in with a couple of rifles and a pair of heavy duty .44 Magnum revolvers. Hell, for the price of an African Lion Hunt I could buy a new four-wheel drive pickup and drive to Alaska for a bear hunt. Not only that, but I wouldn't have to fuck with hiring a bunch of porters to haul all the crap I'd need to take along so I could eat along the way. I'd also get out of hunting in front of a bunch of game beaters. Sure, I'd saved up for years for this hunt, but damn. I could go for a grizzly bear for around ten thousand bucks, for an African lion the price was twenty-five thousand, and that didn't even count getting to Africa. When I really thought about it I took the advice of a movie title. "Out of Africa", as in, "Stay, Out of Africa." Saving up for an African Big Game Hunt was a fool's errand for me. Just the thought of how many sixteen-hour shifts I'd have to work sealed the deal. I was going bear hunting and that was that. Hell, a new pickup and a trip up the AlCAN Highway sounded a hell of a lot cheaper to me. I even bought a small Airstream camper. Mostly, I bought it because I wanted one anyway, but also because it would be cheaper for this trip. You'd think the guide places would shy away from a guy trying to save money on a big hunt, but it wasn't the case. Sure, they'd hit you with a try at selling you an airline ticket so you could fly in, be driven around, and then fly out later. Once they realized you weren't going for that shit though they'd switch you to talk to someone who knew what was what and the person would work with you. They'd even check out google maps for you and send you a URL for a saved version of a map right to their front door. When I got the web address for the saved map I was a little let down. I didn't see one fucking thing about the AlCAN Highway. Most of the traveling was through the US and Canada but none of it was on anything named the AlCAN Highway. Maybe I just didn't know what it was called. In a way it made sense. No one in Alaska knew how to find the "Goat Shack Road" down here in Texas. Never mind that it was easily the roughest trail through the woods anywhere near International Paper's holdings around their Texarkana Milll. It was six miles of hell on earth even with a four wheel drive vehicle equipped with giant Monster Mudder tires and a Warn winch on the front bumper. Also, when I'd asked about the best rifle I could buy for hunting Grizzly the guy simply told me to buy the biggest one I could afford and he told me to make sure it was semi-automatic. I had a feeling he'd have said fully automatic if he thought there was a chance in hell I could get hold of one. I'd wanted a Barrett M821A for a couple of years now anyway so it was what I bought. I also bought another Ruger Superblackhawk to match the one I already had, a Forty-four Magnum, natch. As long as I was at it I ordered an ATN Yukon 2.5x50 night vision scope for the Barrett. I knew damned well I wasn't going to be hunting bear after dark, but as long as I was paying so much I went for the night-vision capability too. When I got hold of my camper I spent three days loading my crap into it. I threw in every firearm I owned and bought the extras I've already mentioned. I had to order a special reloading press for the Barrett's long as a well rope cartridge dies and of course the powder was oddball, not to mention trying to find the .50 caliber bullets. At least the new RCBS press I bought would be able to do the job for all the other cartridges I wanted to reload too. It did look a little stupid for reloading the .44 and .357 mag stuff though. Hell, even the .35 Remington cases looked tiny in the damned thing. Still, .35 Remington was nothing to sneeze at as far as knockdown power was concerned. Finally I was set to go, almost. My last stop in town, after picking up my truck from the mechanic who'd added the 150 gallon auxiliary fuel tank, was at Brown's tire shop where I changed the dipshit road tires for a pair of spur grips for light mud hole duty and I also bought four aluminum 12" wide wheels and a set of 36" tall Monster Mudders for putting on later. Monster Mudders weren't the best for highway use. Hell, I'd wear out a set of them on the five thousand mile, one way, trip to Alaska. I packed up my hunting clothes, my sleeping bag, and plenty of food, filled up all my fuel tanks, and hit the road. I knew I was in for one hell of a drive, but I could handle it. Six years as an Over the Road truck driver left me confident I could find any place with a road to it, sooner or later. Seventy-two hours later, give or take, I pulled up to the guide place and was I ever a surprise for the people there. They had me down for the trip all right, but they had already sent the guide they had reserved for me off with someone else since I hadn't called them from the airport to come and pick me up. Strangely I 'd had a premonition some shit like this was going to come up and so I played back the recording I'd made of my last phone call with them and it was easy to hear we'd gone over my arrival time and method over the phone. After they admitted their foul up they said they could send me out with another guide. I told them not to bother and asked if they could direct me to a good lawyer in town. "What for?" the headman asked. "What for? So I can start the lawsuit. You told me yourself Jenkins was your best guide, told me he'd be here waiting for me to show up and then sent him off with someone else while I was driving six thousand miles to get here." I said. "I'm real sorry mister," he said. "Not half as sorry as you're gonna be when my lawyer gets through with you. I ain't some fat cat off on a lark. I'm a steelworker for God's sake. I had to work 116 double shifts to pay for this trip and now you've ruined it because you thought I'd be late. Hell, if I remember correctly I paid in advance so you already had your money." The guy was getting a little sympathy out of me with his hangdog look until his wife started in on his ass. She gave him a serious cussing for pulling this shit and she didn't hold back from going on about how she'd told him he was fucking up when he did it. Turns out he'd sent Jenkins out with one of his bankers. "Ma'am, would you mind telling me the name of the banker and the name of the bank? I'll just have the lawyer sue him and the bank too." I said. Hell, she wrote it all down for me. She even told me the name of a good lawyer and said she'd be right behind me for a divorce. "He pulls this shit all the time and then wonders why he can't get any repeat customers like the other guides, but will he listen to me? Take a wild guess. I'll tell the lawyer I'll testify too. That damned banker knew all along he was taking your guide. Jim even let him have him for half his normal price," she said. "Sarah, you're going to ruin me," he said, trying the hangdog look again. "Nope, you've ruined yourself. When it comes to divorce court I'm gonna tell them you've been fucking your customers so hard you ain't even got time to give me any anymore," Sarah said. "You'd better give this man his money back, if he'll take it," she said. "Oh, you don't have to worry about a simple refund. I'll just call Visa and they'll reverse the charge since you didn't provide the services you promised. I'll let the lawyer take care of that for me though," I said. Just then a man came in and Jim's face lit up. "Jenkins, what are you doing back so soon?" he asked the guide in question. "Your dumbass banker friend shot himself in the foot from walking around with his shotgun ready to fire on a rocky trail. It was the biggest damned mess I've ever seen. You got any idea what double ought buckshot will do to your foot when it's fired from six inches away? Even the paramedic that came in the helicopter said he was going to lose at least one foot and maybe both of them." Bill Jenkins said. "Thank God, you're just in time to take Mr. Johnson on his Bear hunt," Jim said. "If you think I'm going out on another hunt right away you've got your wires crossed. I know I was supposed to take Mr. Johnson out today and I told you that when you sent me out with your fucking idiot banker. I told you I was taking two weeks off after the banker and now it is after the banker and I'm taking two weeks off. "I'm sorry if it has you fouled up Mr. Johnson, but he's the one who screwed your pooch, not Me." he said. "But Bill, he's gonna sue us if you don't take him out," Jim said. "What do you mean, us, paleface? I didn't promise him a damned thing and you're the one who made the deal with both of us. You're on your own this time, dumbass," Bill Jenkins said. "That's it, you're fired, Jenkins," Jim said. "Fine with me. Just last week I got in enough time to draw unemployment, and in case you've forgotten I made you put my time off after the banker's trip in writing. Just try to tell the unemployment office you fired me for cause and see how far it gets you," Bill Jenkins said. "Damn man, I ought to thank you for this education, but I still think I'll sue you for damages. I will say this for you though, you're the biggest fuckup I've ever seen," I said, and walked out of the office right behind Bill Jenkins. He was waiting for me. "Look Mister, I'm real sorry about this, but I have to take off for a few days anyway. Seeing that banker blow his own damned foot off just got to Me." he said. "I understand and I pity you for working for Jim," I said. "Well, like he said, I ain't working for him any longer and it is turning out to be a better day already. What are you going to do now, fly back to your job?" he asked. "Nope. I already took my two weeks vacation from the steel mill and I've got to get some fun out of this fuckup. Would you mind telling me where we were going to hunt?" I asked. "No, I'll be glad to. Do you have a cell phone?" he asked. "Yep, sure do. Why?" I asked. "So you can call 911 if you get in a fix by yourself. Better yet, I know a sort of guide you can get to go with you. She's an Inuit woman, and she knows that territory. She was raised there. She can find you a bear to shoot and she can even gut it and skin it out for you. She don't do much guide work since she don't even own a pickup or a car, but I see you have your own rig and she'll do a good job riding along with you. At least you'd have someone to look out for you if you get hurt," he said. Would you introduce me to her?" I asked. "Sure, just follow me," he said. It was about twenty miles and I'll swear we drove up to a fucking Igloo. He tapped his horn when we got there and a woman came out of it. Hell, woman nothing, it looked to be a girl of about sixteen. I know what you're thinking. A fat faced creature, but she wasn't. She was a little on the thin side and since it was in the spring and a warm day she had on jeans and a cowboy shirt, The first things I noticed were the bulges beneath the twin pockets. They were substantial. "Howdy, Bill," she said, as she came to where we were standing. Hello Chika. This is Jake Johnson with me. Jim, down at the guide place, fucked him over. I was supposed to take him out starting today, but Jim sent me out three days ago with his banker and that asshole shot himself in the foot with double ought buckshot from his twelve gauge. I had to call in a medevac chopper and the whole deal has me off my feed. He blew one foot damned nearly completely off and fucked the other one up pretty bad. "Anyway, Mr. Johnson wants to kill a bear and I had a good place staked out already. Would you consider taking him out?" "Sure, but does he really want to hunt or does he want to fuck? It don't matter much either way, but the fucking cost extra," she said. It was on the tip of my tongue to say I just wanted to hunt, but I asked myself why I'd want to say a stupid thing like that. She was pretty as a picture and she obviously had nice titties. "Could we do both?" I asked. "We sure can, Jake. I get a hundred a day for guiding, or a hundred a day for camping out and fucking. If you want to do both I'll go for a hundred and a half a day," she said. "When can we leave?" I asked. "We can go anytime you want to, but have you ever done it in an Igloo?" she asked. "No, I've never," I said. "See you around, Bill. I'll take it from here," Chika told him and then took my hand and led me to the Igloo's entrance. Hell, I could hardly hit my knees fast enough to follow her inside. I was a little surprised when we got in there. I'd expected the place to be at least a little bit cold, but it wasn't. The floor was covered completely, with bearskins and soon enough she started throwing her clothes around too. I was nearly salivating over what she revealed and she was egging me on by wiggling and jiggling lovely parts in my face. Soon enough she was buck-naked and urging me to get my clothes off. "Well come on. You got your show and now I want mine. I'm not really a full time whore, but I do make the offer I made you to men who look handsome, and you qualify. You're a big something too. About six two and two thirty aren't you?" she asked. "That's me, exactly," I said, as I pushed my jeans and drawers off. "Oh, nice. You've got a big one," she said, reaching out to take hold of my already hard dick. Unlike previous "pay for pussy" women I'd been with, Chika wasn't a bit ashamed to kiss me and she sent her tongue into my mouth just as she pressed her big titties into my chest. It was so unexpected and felt so good I was nearly trembling right away. Before quick could get ready she was on her back on the Bearskins with her legs spread and pulling me toward her by her grip on my pride and joy. Chika was not only warm inside; she was hot, and slippery. I shoved it up her and she moaned low in her throat and showed me she had an internal grip to beat the band. I only thought I was going to give her a pounding though. Her ass felt like it was on ball bearings with the way she pumped it up and back against my pole. I started counting backwards from a thousand to keep my mind off the urges I was already feeling, but it was a lost cause and I knew it. My only hope of getting her off before I checked out was the fickle finger of fate, or up her ass, as it were. She wasn't expecting the trick and it set her off right away. She clawed my back like she meant it and the thought of it did the trick for me. I'd always wondered myself why men felt the compelling urge to saw logs after a rousing fuck, but I didn't wonder much right now as I settled my head down between her magnificent titties and then did my best to roll my weight off her. I didn't even have the strength left for that and I know damned well I was asleep before my well-used dick even deflated. ------- Chapter 2 I guess the fatigue from my marathon drive up, topped off with the exertions of the welcome aboard fuck really did a number on me since I'd obviously slept through the night. I'm not sure what woke me, but it was one of the most pleasant experiences in my life. If you've never spent a night in an Igloo, sleeping in bearskins with a warm and friendly woman snuggled up to you I can recommend you give it a try, first chancet you get. That was it, what woke me anyway. I'd tried to snuggle closer to Chika and she hadn't been near enough to reach this last time. When I opened my eyes I knew why. She was cooking over a small fire and glory be, she was boiling water for campfire coffee. My eyes opened just in time to see her put a handful of coffee in the enameled coffee pot. She hadn't noticed I was awake yet so I eased my head back up on the pillow and just watched. It was a new treat for me, watching a woman make coffee in the nude, and the ways her titties were swinging and swaying woke me up even more surely than the coffee would later. "Oh, you're awake. That's good, since coffee is about all I can cook in here. As soon as we've had a couple of cups I'm gonna suck your dick to earn my breakfast and then I hope you'll take me to a cafe for it," she said, and I told her it sounded like a hell of a deal to me. When the coffee was ready she poured us a mug each and I noticed we had similar taste in the proper dishes to use for coffee. She poured it up in twenty ounce insulated plastic Texaco mugs. Exactly like the ones I always used. When we had the coffee down Chika was good to her word. She crawled over to where I was laying in the furs and started looking around for something to suck on. She found it while it was still rising to the occasion and she latched onto it with her mouth. Someone had taught the girl how to suck a dick the right way and it wasn't long before she had some cream to chase her coffee with. I got my lazy ass up and dragged on the clothes I'd abandoned yesterday after I caught my breath. I noticed Chika was wearing the same sort of clothes she'd had on yesterday, but they weren't the same ones exactly. I finally noticed a small chest of drawers off to the side in the Igloo. Of course it couldn't be off in a corner. She pointed out a thunder mug in case I needed it and I asked her if it wouldn't be better if I went outdoors and she said it would save emptying the mug later, so I hit my knees and headed out the exit. I was back inside as soon as possible. I wanted to ask her a million questions about her home, but I didn't. Mostly what I wanted to know was how it could be so warm inside since it was made of ice. It was damned sure cold outside this morning. We drank more coffee and then I was ready to find the cafe for breakfast. Chika had a better idea though. She wanted to pack up her things and just leave from here, now. "If we're going on a hunt I might as well empty this place out. In case you haven't noticed there's no way to lock it up," she said, and then laughed. I nearly laughed myself when I saw how easy it was to pack her up. She had all her weapons in a sort of duffle bag. Of course it was full of padding, mostly to keep them from clanking together. I thought we would be in for a hold up getting the chest of drawers emptied and packed up, but she fooled me with it. She went over to the wall where it curved over it and pushed out two of the blocks of ice then we went outside and lifted the chest of drawers completely out. It only took her a minute or so to put the blocks back in place with my help. Next on the agenda was rolling up the bearskins and they were easily crammed into the back seat of my four door pickup and the place was closed up by inserting a purpose made ice block which just fit into the end of the little entrance crawlway and then we were ready to scoot. She gave me directions to the cafe and we went in and ordered breakfast. It came, we ate it, and then we were like Willie Nelson. On the road again. Chika gave directions and we headed for our proposed camping spot. We'd only gone about five miles and we'd just passed someone walking along the road. "Stop!" Chika said and her tone let me know she meant right now. When I got us stopped Chika was out the passenger door and started walking to the person walking along the side of the road. "Come on, Sheka, we'll give you a ride," she said. I didn't know what I thought about all this, but I settled down as soon as I saw it was another pretty Inuit girl. Chika had her slide onto the front seat and then she got right back in beside her. "Jake, this is my friend, Sheka," Chika explained and then motioned for me to take off again. "Sheka, where were you going?" Chika asked her. "Just away. That nasty assed Carlton was up at home trying to talk Daddy out of me again. He'd wised up though and brought a half-gallon of Early Times with him. I was sure Daddy would let him get the better of the deal as soon as he got drunk so Mama told me to get away from there. She said she'd straighten Daddy out tomorrow after he'd slept it off. "Daddy has pulled this shit before though and I'm afraid it will cost him some body parts this time. Mama said she was going to cut three of his toes off so he'd remember better next time. "I've got it made now though. Carlton ain't got nothing to get around on except his feet, and if y'all get me a little farther down the road he'll never catch up," Sheka said. "He sure as hell won't. We're heading out on a bear hunt and he'll never find you. We'll be six days from here for Carlton with him having to walk, and especially since he won't have any idea where you went." Chika said. "I can't go on a bear hunt, the only clothes I have are the ones I've got on," Sheka said. "Well, maybe we can stop at the big Wal-Mart in the next town. I've got a little money coming from Jake already," Chika said. "Don't worry about that. I've got plenty of money with me and I can buy Sheka some clothes. Hell, I intended to buy you some anyway," I said, wanting to sound like a good sugar daddy already. It sure made the both of them smile wide and I wasn't sure why until Chika explained to me. "Jake, if you buy us clothes we'll be married to you. At least we will as long as you keep providing for us. I don't think it is exactly a law, but it is tribal custom and that carries more weight than law to us. Even the real police consider it law since they're usually Inuit anyway." Chika said. "Well, will you girls marry me?" I asked. "If you get us into Wal-Mart just try to stop us," Sheka said, and then she and Chika laughed at me. Hell, I didn't give the first shit about what it might cost. I had my Master Charge card with me and I was practically sure the girls couldn't reach my limit, since it was a debit card at my bank first and only switched to credit after I'd used up my whole bank account, and I knew I had plenty of money in the bank just now. I was surprised at the size of the Wal-Mart since it was easily the biggest one I'd ever been to. It was the most fun I'd ever had shopping since both Chika and Sheka got started in the ladies unmentionables department and they slipped me into the dressing room to help them try things on. I wasn't really needed but I still enjoyed the show, especially since they thought sheer bras and thong panties were exactly what they needed. I don't know if they picked the best thing for a hunting trip, but I am sure they got more mileage out of my dick with their choices. "See, Sheka, I told you he had a big dick," Chika said, pointing to the bulge in my pants. "I can tell. Maybe we should pick out some underwear for him so I can get a good look," Sheka said. "Hell, he must be a Texan cause he don't even wear underwear. I'll show ya," Chika said and then she unfastened my pants and dropped them. Of course my dick was standing tall and Chika took hold of it for a little manipulation and soon had Sheka helping her with it. They stopped before they struck a come gusher, but only barely. We stocked up on delicate items for the two of them and then headed out for more practical wear. They both bought long johns, wrangler jeans, and warm Pendleton shirts and then we hit the shoe department for boots. They started with a normal pair of lace up boots, but then I moved off into kinky thoughts and bought them both a pair of Redwing Lineman's boots. I even looked around and found some of those elastic straps like the ones used for military wear for blousing the pant legs near the tops of the boots. I went ahead and made them buy two pair each of normal cowboy boots too. We also made a pass or two through the sporting good section where I bought them both a Buck 184 Military type survival knife. It was the kind of knife Rambo used in the movie. I also bought them each a smaller sheath knife and then we hit the jackpot. For some reason this Wal-Mart had five Colt Diamondbacks. They were the smaller .38 Special model similar to the Colt Python. They all had six inch barrels and I liked the looks of them so well I bought us each a regular Python with an eight and three eights inch barrel too. Of course we had to load up on ammunition along with them. The clerk wanted to give us a little shit over the Federal Firearms rules, but when he called a supervisor over she knew the cure for it and she had us fill out three sets of paperwork. She backdated two of them and we left in an almost legal manner. Chika had already realized she had a good sugar daddy on the hook and when she showed us the way to a gun shop with some customized M1s for sale I was happy she'd figured things out. We found three M1s that had been modified aftermarket to use replaceable magazines of the twenty-round variety. There'd be none of the normal chicken-shit clips made for shoving rounds down into the magazine from above the reciever. They also had plastic-fantastic stocks with pistol grips and that looked like an M16's stock. Hell, this was worth the whole trip for me already. I'd looked for such a rifle for a couple of years after reading about the M1 T20 variant. We had to do some more modified paperwork work, but even though the girls were both only seventeen their Inuit ID made them able to purchase firearms and ammunition. Of course a large cash purchase made everything right with the proprietor. We had another Wal-Mart round of shopping next. We had bypassed several things we needed last time and we stocked up now. Mostly we went for axes, shovels, hatchets, brush hooks and such and we even bought two pair of posthole diggers. And food. The girls wore the grocery section out and then reminded me to go get some campfire cookware. They especially reminded me to get cookie sheets and cornbread moulds. "What do we need with cookie sheets?" I asked. "Oh, don't you like biscuits?" Sheka asked. "Cookie sheets coming right up," I said, and I also picked up two more Dutch ovens. As we were leaving Wal-Mart Chika brought up another valid point. As in, didn't I think we'd be better off with a horse each and a good pack mule. I knew she was right at once and we headed for a place that sold horse trailers first. It was a ratty looking dump when we got there, but Chika knew the owner and told him just what we needed. He fixed us up with a four-horse trailer and even attached a trailer ball to the back so we could hook the Airstream on behind it. Chika also knew a place where we could buy some horses and I was sure it would be a two or three day deal, but it wasn't. When she told the man what we wanted he led out a Quarterhorse stallion, two mares, and the biggest damned Missouri mule I'd ever seen. They all loaded without one problem and I considered that a miracle. A feed store was next and after we loaded a thousand pounds of whole oats in hundred pound bags and then shoehorned in thirty bales of Alfalfa hay we seemed ready to go, until I remembered we'd need some tack. Don't ask me what a real western store was doing up in Alaska, but Chika and Sheka both knew the way. What the hell, it was only money and he girls knew the owner here too and he cut me one hell of a deal. We got three rough out leather roping saddles. Good stout halters, bits, bridles, hobbles, and a packsaddle for the mule. When we left Chika had me pull our miniature train back out to her Igloo where we unloaded the stock, hobbled them and then she and Sheka began rearranging my Airstream's bedroom. Mostly they just spread bearskins over everything and then took a shower. I had one of my own while the girls were cooking and then we sat down to a good meal and then got undresses for bed. I sampled Sheka's cooter first thing and then settled down to have my dick sucked back up hard by two young beauties. Chika claimed the next ride and after that I went to sleep for a little rest. They stirred me up again about one AM and I don't mind bragging a little and telling I did it to them again and gave it my all, we all dropped off to sleep then and I had the craziest dream. A spaceman came into it for a little talk and told me we'd be on a trip for real before morning. "We will have to disturb you on what you think of as tomorrow. We will do a few medical tests and take care of any problems and then you'll be left to your own devices for about forty-eight hours. The spaceman must have been talking to all of us in our heads like he'd been talking to me, since both Chika and Sheka looked as thunderstruck as I did. We didn't really talk about it though, much.'' Our real live spaceship trip was a little bit of a let down. We were out of it for most of the way. They did wake us up and run us through a medical looking facility, but nothing they did hurt or anything. We were sent right back to bed after they finished and strangely I didn't have one bit of trouble falling asleep. About the oddest thing was when we woke, piled up in my Airstream trailer and snuggled down in the bearskins. Chika and Sheka went into the bathroom first and then came out dressed in sheer bras and thong panties. "How do you like our maid outfits?" Chika asked, when they came out. "It already has me wanting to get you both out of them," I said. "Good, that's what they're for. They're really made to be laid outfits, and I feel the urge coming on me. All work and no fucking makes Chika a dull girl," she said, and then giggled. "Me too," Sheka said, and then they both giggled at me. They stirred up some breakfast on the camper's kitchen stove and then we got dressed more normally and went outside. I was shocked to see we were parked near the entrance to a cave, and it was a big entrance. All three of us headed for the entrance and it didn't take us but a minute to realize we'd need to go look for flashlights. We went back for them. We'd worked right through lunchtime and I saw right away we wouldn't be having an afternoon snack either since Sheka removed the tiny bra and then the thong. It only took the two of them a few minutes of shaking the goodies at me to get me naked too and then they were on their backs on the bearskin furs and soon I was between Sheka's legs, pumping, and nearly licking my lips at the thought of Chika next. Of course it wasn't so easy. I got carried away with Sheka and blew my load as soon as she got off. I considered it mostly her fault, what with the moaning and clutching at me and all. It all wound up for the good though because Chika didn't mind working for the hardon I needed to use on her. I don't mind saying I was pretty much all fucked out for the moment when I did my duty though. Even though it was just after sunup outside we settled down for a nap next. ------- Chapter 3 A couple of hours later I woke again and felt like I was slept out. I was between my guides and decided it was time for a little clandestine nipple teasing. I was surprised when they both sprouted big grins when they woke and they started a game of play with the weenie. They stopped their manipulations when it was standing tall then Chika rattled the pots and pans, or at least the coffee pot while Sheka got up and put her clothes on, or at least she donned one of the sheer bras and a thong panty and then started flashing her ass around near my face. I realized this was a call for me to get up and dressed myself and I did it. After an intermission in the bathroom I came out dressed and ready to go, though I did take a seat at the tiny kitchen table for plenty of the upcoming coffee. While I was drinking it I realized I didn't even know where we were exactly. Soon enough I'd take a look around outside and see if the voice in our heads had been telling the truth. Of course Sheka got in on the cooking then and she fried some ham and eggs while Chika baked some biscuits. I thought exploring outside could wait until after breakfast and we all downed a couple of the ham and egg biscuits and a cup or two of coffee. It was a good thing we'd taken time for a bite of breakfast since looking outside was such a total shock. We ain't in Kansas no more Toto was the first thing that popped into my head when I took a look. The near pasture like scene I'd expected was nowhere to be seen. We were up on the edge of a mountain, or at least a rocky hillside. I wondered at first if we'd even be able to get the truck and trailers out of here. I knew damned well now the little talk with spacemen in my head had been for real. I sure as hell would have remembered driving to where we were now if I had. Sheka and Chika were just as shocked as I was when they came out, and maybe even more. The walked around the truck, camper, and horse trailer looking just as amazed as I felt. Finally, Chika spoke up. "Jake, where in the fuck are we?" she asked. "I guess we're where the spacemen set us down, but I can't say for sure where it is," I told her. "It looks to me like we're up on the side of a mountain, and, Goddammit, there's a fucking cave over here," Sheka said, sounding calm at first and then losing it after she spied the cave. "Well, at least there's a road, or trail leading up to the cave and it looks like we're right in the middle of the road. I don't guess we'll have to worry about blocking traffic though," I said, and I realized it was a little lame. "Let's get in the truck and drive it up to the cave. Head in, like you're going to drive into it so you can turn on the lights and we can see inside it better," Chika said, and I was glad one of us had a constructive suggestion. It required almost all the available space to get the three vehicles lined up as if we were going to drive them into the cave. They did make a long string after all. Right at the last I wondered why I'd gone to the trouble since there probably wasn't room inside it for all, or even any of them. I was surprised again when I pulled right up to the entrance and turned on the lights. There was plenty of room inside. In fact I was sure we could back the trailers into it if we took the time to unhitch them and move them one at a time. If anyone reading this thinks they can back two bumper hitch trailers at once, call me collect at once. I have a new career path for you. After I'd stopped I left the engine running and the lights on. Chika, Sheka, and I got out of the truck and went inside to look around. The cave was enormous. It was easily two hundred feet deep and looked to be even wider. The floor was basically level and there were three large openings onto other areas. We walked to the first one and it seemed to be a tunnel, albeit a large one, leading to another space. "This is great," Chika said. "If I'd known about this we wouldn't have even needed to bring the camper trailer. All we need is a big cooking fire and then spread out the bearskins. We can sleep right out in the cave," she said. "Don't you think it will be a little more comfortable in the camper on the bed?" I asked. "Maybe, but the bearskins over this dirt floor will be nearly as soft, and it will be extra firm when someone starts sharing the dick with us," Sheka said, and then blushed and giggled. "Let's take a look at the rest of it," Chika said, and then she was off to find flashlights. I'd been a little suspicious from the start, but after a little looking around I knew damned well the spacemen, or someone, had prepared this cave for our residence. We checked out the smallest opening first and I was floored. I suspect the girls were too. There was running water in it. It was leaking out of a rock wall and running into a cup like depression about the size of a large Jacuzzi tub. There was easily room for me and my closest ten female friends. The real shocker was the water was warm. Don't ask me how it got warm, but it was. It wasn't steaming bath water hot of anything, but it was warm. The over flow ran to a small hole in the floor and then went down it, splashing all the way. It would make an excellent toilet and from the sound of the water it seemed it would take years to fill it up, if it ever could be filled. We put off an immediate bath by the hardest and headed for the next opening. It was obviously for a kitchen. There was a noticeable draft inside it and I could almost see smoke from a central fire rising and leaving through an opening in the ceiling. It was an opening I couldn't see from the floor, but the draft assured me it was there anyway. The next discovery let me know for certain someone had made this place for us. When we went out of the opening there was a sort of hall leading to another one. Once inside it there were obvious stalls for the horses. They were made from rock, as if that would fool anyone, but the real tip off was the doors, which were in place. Each stall had one closing off an opening in its rock walls. There were mounted on large strap hinges mounted to the rock and there were even catches to keep them closed on the other sides. I thought about it, but figured if it had been purpose made for us they had done a poor job of planning since the only way in I knew about would be leading them through our residence. My mind was finally blown completely when a section of the outer wall started rolling up exactly like a garage door. I went to the opening at once and spotted a switch panel with an up and down button recessed into the cave's wall. Outside the door I could see there was a pathway, but not exactly. There were no signs of traffic in it, but a space had obviously been cleared and leveled into a sort of road. Nothing had been over it yet, but I followed it on around the rocky mountain and it led eventually back around to the front where our truck and trailers were parked. I sat down on a rock and just shook my head. It was unbelievable, and even more. Just then the voice came into my head again. "We did a little work to try and make things more handy for you. Try to settle in today since you will probably have visitors tomorrow. Our guess is sometime after noon," It said. I guess I shouldn't have been so surprised. In the first place the voice had let me know we'd be traveling and it had scooped us up as if by magic. There wasn't shit I could about it even if I wanted to for some reason. Hell, I'd come to go hunting and it looked like I'd damned sure have my chance before long. I was in for a thousand questions when I made it back inside, but I don't think my answers were satisfactory. Of course that was understandable since my most common answer was, "I don't know." When they kept digging I had to resort to "You were both with me all the way. All I know is what I see." and it didn't satisfy them any more than "I don't know," had. I guess they finally caught on we were here now and were probably going to be staying, for the foreseeable anyway. They rummaged around in the camper trailer for towels, soap, shampoo, and washrags and it let me know a bath would be coming up soon "Hey, spaceman, you still up there?" I gave a mental shot toward him. "Yes, and you may call me Aldo," he said into my head. "Can you turn up the heat in the water a little? Just a few degrees will be fine," I said, mentally of course. "We had some arguments over the benefits of the delivery system for the water and now I see I was right all along. When you need to use the tub again it will have relatively normal, for you, hot and cold water faucets. Don't hesitate to mention anything along those lines you need either. Modifying your residence isn't much trouble for us," he said, into my head again. It was time to get the trailers situated as far as I was concerned. I unhitched the camper and backed the truck up to the horse trailer. As soon as it was hitched I dragged it around to what I now thought of as the barn and pulled it inside. I thought again when I had it in there and backed it right out again, turned around, and backed it into the barn then dropped it. I was shocked when I took a look at the pickup bed since the hay and feed were gone from it now. I hated to, but I gave Aldo another shout and after asking he explained they had unloaded the hay and feed into the feed room. What the hell, I hadn't seen the feed room before, but I figured I'd find it on my own later and then unloaded the mule and horses and placed them in stalls. I walked around a little more then and found the feed room. It was behind a metal door I hadn't noticed and I didn't wonder why when I saw it. The outside of it was the same color as the inside of the cave and then door skin was molded to look like it was more of the rock walls. Sure enough the hay and oats were inside it. It led me to another call to Aldo, and for something more practical this time. I asked him about some hayracks and feed troughs for the stalls and he said they'd be in place within six hours. Hell, that was service, especially counting the travel distance to the job. I got back into the pickup and drove it back around to the main entrance to our cave bungalow. When I walked back inside I could tell the girls were about to go looking for me for bath time. Hell, I was ready to see them wet and naked anyway. ------- Chapter 4 When we made it to the in-cave tub the faucets were in place and the girls quickly turned on the hot one and regulated the temperature of the tub's water. Soon enough it was warm and steamy and nearly as soon they were naked and wet and urging me to get into the same shape. At least I fumbled around in the camper and found a few towels, some soap, shampoo and such and then I striped off and joined them. Possibly the only thing better than getting to wash two wet and naked females was having them wash me. When we were all as clean as whistles we got out, dried off, and went into the cave to cook a meal. Of course I had to dress and head outside with an axe and hatchet to find some firewood, but it was easy enough to gather up and soon I had a cooking fire going in the cave. As I'd thought the smoke went directly up and then left, somewhere. No doubt it was exiting through a hole up there somewhere. They warmed up some beef and beans and Sheka even made some biscuits. I could already tell we needed something better than the Dutch oven for the biscuit maneuver, but hell, I could work on that later. After the food was warm we ate and then I headed back outside and worked until sunset gathering more firewood. I did better than I had any right to and managed to come up with a good bunch of it. We sat around drinking coffee and mostly wondering what the hell had happened to us for about an hour and then the girls decided to spread the bearskin fur bedding and make us a place to spend the night. I was all for it and I even helped when they would let me. Soon enough we were buck naked and crawling into the furs. We weren't too confused by our trip to keep us from remembering how to fuck and we did plenty of it until sleep claimed me. I was snug and warm between two good-looking women and I was content as I shuffled off to dreamland. It seemed like only minutes later when I woke to see the sun was rising outside. I couldn't remember any time when I'd slept better but at least I was glad I'd made sure to put a Diamondback near where I slept because a wolf was sniffing around inside the cave's entrance. I shook the beauty on either side of me and shushed them as they woke and then I drew a bead on the wolf and cut loose. It didn't even yelp since it fell down directly dead. I did hear a little scrambling from outside the entrance and assumed other creatures had been gathering their nerve to come in uninvited too. The girls disappeared into the bath area for a few minutes and then came out and dressed. I rekindled the fire while they were at it and then went to piss myself while they got the first pot of coffee going. They had a surprise for me when I came back. They were frying ham and a few eggs along with baking biscuits. It was the best breakfast I could remember eating in a long while. After we'd eaten they left me to wash the dishes while Chika went to skin out the wolf and Sheka went to help her, or watch anyway. I wondered about taking a wolf skin, but then realized we were here now with no way home on our own. If we were still here when it got cold again we might need every skin we could tan. Suddenly I got some contact. "Jake. There has been a slight change in plans. We need for you and your companions to leave the cave and explore outside for a few hours. We have a few other things we need to do to your cave since we anticipate you living in it for quite a while. We will also be leaving a few supplies for you to make your adjustment easier. Hell, it was no skin off our asses so I said ok and told the girls we were going exploring. It wasn't cold out so we pout on jeans, riding cowboy boots, and all strapped on a revolver and picked up a rifle. It was just a lucky break I'd bought extra Marlins and had one for both girls. We left through the barn cave and saddled a horse each to ride. We mounted up and took off. First thing we made a circle around our mountain home. It wasn't really a mountain, but it qualified as one hell of a hill. It covered more area than you'd expect and it wasn't so high. It almost looked like it was purpose built to put the cave in and I decided it must have been since there was no glacier up against it and therefore no reasonable way for water to be leaking in through the wall inside it. It didn't really matter how it got where it was, I considered us lucky to have it. Down off it we were basically on a plain. There were trees scattered around in a few small groups but basically it was open plane nearby. "Well, wherever we are I see the meat supply clearly," Chika said, and pointed to a large herd of bison grazing maybe a thousand yards off. Of course I wanted to take one since I'd never shot a buffalo before, but I held off on the pleasure. It would be a hassle and a half to clean, skin, and cut it up and getting it back to the cave would be another bitch. I decided I could wait until I had the mule and some travois makings along with me to become the great white hunter. Maybe two thousand yards from the cave there was a forest. We weren't sure it was more than just a large group of trees until we rode over to it and when we did we could tell it was a fairly large and densely wooded forest. There was significant underbrush near the outside edge of it, but we rode into it a little way and I spotted some vegetable looking things, which might be worth gathering. I'd just decided we needed to look much more deeply into it when Aldo gave me a buzz in my head and told me it would be better if I didn't, yet. I didn't ask any questions I just headed us out and we moved back over to where our cave was and went on around it. We managed to get completely around it and I found another excellent feature. The hills formed a sort of blind canyon type arrangement. It wasn't really a canyon since the ground was basically level with the grassy plain, but the hills were lined up and bunched together making about a ten acre enclosed portion with only an opening in the end. I saw something else on our inspection that let me know this could turn out to be a bear hunt for real. It was the biggest damned bear I'd ever seen. Substantially larger than a grizzly and I thought it was even bigger than a Kodiak, though I'd never seen a live one of those. I'd seen one stuffed in a truck stop one time though and this bear was larger than the stuffed one had been. The truck stop had it in there as a kind of advertising trick. Hell, I was ready to go back to the cave by now. We'd been roaming around and looking for about four hours and I headed us back hoping Aldo would let me know if we were coming back too soon. He never mentioned a thing about it and I wondered what it had all been about anyway. I found out as soon as we put the horses away and went back into the cave. The first new thing we came across was a new chamber. It was smaller and had a sort of door on it. It was actually thick sheets of plastic strips hanging down, sort of like the closure of a cold warehouse. You could easily push them aside and enter or exit, but it was a barrier to keep the cold in, or out. And it was exactly what it was too. The small chamber was about twenty by twenty feet and it was getting colder in there as we walked in. All around the walls were metal shelves for stacking things on. Our next find was near where we'd found the water coming out of the wall and where they had added the hot and cold faucets for warming up or filling the cup type large bathtub. All that was still in place, but now we'd had a shower added. We even had a vanity type cabinet with a large mirror on the wall behind it. The girls were amazed, but happy too. The really amazing thing was out in the cave though. A long table and chairs had been put in place and it seemed to have seating for twelve, but it wasn't the last surprise. That honor went to the kitchen cabinet complete with cook top, two ovens, double sink complete with plumbing and a disposal. These were deluxe accommodations for a cave. At least they were to my way of thinking. Hell, there was even a large double door refrigerator and best of all it was stocked full of food. Of course there were uppers on the cabinet and on the backside there were more storage cabinets and they were well supplied too. We even had a big entertainment center complete with a giant flat panel television. I doubted there was cable here, but there was a DVD player and a shelf unit with hundreds of DVDs included. They even put several recliners facing the TV. This was taking on the feeling of really unreal. That is until Sheka found my office. It was in a new chamber too and there was a door to close it off. The office had a thick plush carpet and a large desk with a nice chair behind it. There was also a credenza type thing built up against the back wall with a large flat panel on it too. There was a computer below the credenza and I could tell it had been arranged so I could sit at my desk and turn around in my chair and use the computer. It made me wonder just how long they intended for me to stay. It all had me wondering what in the hell they wanted with us here, but I put that wondering off since the girls were ready to try out the new cooking equipment and they encouraged me to come out and watch our new TV while they were at it. I found a DVD, which was labeled MASH episodes and popped it in and took to a recliner with remote in hand. Colonel Potter and Radar jumped up and got started and it was amazing that it was an episode I'd never seen. Another amazing thing was no commercials. I lay back on my ass while the girls cooked, but soon enough they called me to the table for a rare T-bone with a baked potato The food ran out just as I was sure I couldn't hold another bite. I wanted a nap now and the girls encouraged me to get one while they were cleaning up. I got a sneaking feeling they had a hint to encourage me when I lay down because I was barely asleep before Aldo dropped in with a little info for me. He told me about the surveillance equipment available through my computer and the maps via the same setup. He told me the system was somewhat automated too, and that I'd receive a warning when others were approaching. "Others, what others?" I asked. There is a rather large camp of Neanderthals near you and a slightly smaller one of Cro-Magnons about five miles from you. You are destined to get acquainted with the Cro-Magnons first since two of the men will be chasing a woman and a girl this way at approximately three o'clock. They will be chasing them because they will have killed the woman's mate and the girl's father and are intending to capture them to divide among themselves as mates for them. We are telling you incase you'd rather have the women for yourself. They will be able to help you find food since they are familiar with the plants growing nearby." he said, or he transmitted into my head anyway. I didn't comment, I only acknowledged the information, and hen he shared more. He let me know we, the girls and I had been given the ability to understand and speak their language during our last sleep period, as he called it. He also took the opportunity to clue me in to our new bedroom and as soon as he left me and I woke I went to see it. There was a door to it from the main portion of the cave and it was near the door to my office, but it wasn't as obvious as that one. There was only an open and close switch near it visible and once I touched the open button a small section of the wall slid aside. At first I thought this was too much, but as I thought about it I knew it wasn't if we were going to be staying quite a while, and I was practically sure we were here for the duration. The thing that had me thinking this was the bed. It was the biggest one I'd ever seen, and it had a canopy. One look under the canopy showed me there was a giant mirror facing the bed and at least I approved of it. I'd be glad to be able to glance up and see who was in bed with me. There were also built ins against the walls. Built in drawers anyway and there was a door to a giant walk in closet complete with hang-up rods for hanging clothes. It had me shaking my head and wondering what came next. Then I noticed what I was walking on and I knew. The carpet wasn't really carpet; it was bearskins with the hair left on. It was all nicely done and looked almost normal, if an expensive normal anyway. It would have cost multi-thousands of dollars to be done on purpose on the earth we'd come from. I went back out into the main cave and called the girls in to see the latest and when they began exploring the bedroom they found even more. A doorway I hadn't bothered to check led to a nice bathroom, which would be even handier since it was off our bedroom. It included another large tub/pool arrangement and had another shower in it. An even larger shower in fact. The girls were as amazed as I was but all we could do about it was talk about it and wonder. We took a break to go and watch a DVD. I let them pick out what we watched and we were treated to four episodes of "Leave it to Beaver" in a row. Apparently we weren't going to miss out on any old time TV. ------- Chapter 5 After a couple of "Leave it to Beaver" episodes the girls got up to fix some lunch. I was all for it and I even tried to help. They finally put me to setting the table and before I was done they were putting large bowls of stew on it and a big platter of freshly made biscuits. We settled down to eat soon enough and we'd just finished when an alarm type thing started sounding from my office. I was happy enough since it gave me an excuse to skip cleaning the table and let me out of helping wash the dishes. My computer's flat panel was flashing when I entered the office and when I went to it and moved the mouse the flashing quit and a video started playing. It had a time stamp in the bottom right corner and checking that let me know the video was taking place now, as in, it was live. The coverage was good but what it showed me wasn't. A tall redhead was leading a redheaded girl somewhere and they were moving pretty fast. Soon the scene changed and I saw three men chasing after them. That part was speculation since they weren't in the same screen with the woman and girl, but I took the hint from Aldo's previous warning. Suddenly the video went away and a map popped up showing me where this was all happening. I could tell it was less than a mile from where we were and the look at the woman had let me know I'd rather have her with me than leave her to the ones chasing her. I left the office, picked up a Marlin and told the girls where I was going. They wanted to come along but I dissuaded them and asked them to get a snack ready in case I came back with guests. I left the cave through the front entrance and started trotting toward where the action was. I hoped I could keep the map in mind and get to the right spot, but it had looked simple when I saw it. Less than ten minutes later the redhead and her daughter were headed my way and she was even better looking than the video had showed. There was a little confusion when I revealed myself but when I told her I was a friend who'd come to help her she understood my talking, just as advertised. They decided to follow me and we took off heading for my cave. Not five minutes later there was yelling behind us and I turned to face them. Four men were coming at a run and they all had spears in their hands. I shouldered the Marlin and shared some lead with them. The first one was knocked down promptly and it caused the others to stop. It didn't cause me to stop firing and the other three were on the ground soon enough. I turned and asked the woman if there had been more in on things and she said she didn't think so. We walked over to the dead or dying men and they were hurt too badly to give us any trouble. I collected their spears and their flint bladed knives and then turned around to lead the woman and girl away. It was a short walk back to the cave and our new arrivals were shocked when they saw the inside of the cave. Of course the others were up to see who had come along and I turned to introduce them before I remembered I hadn't introduced myself. I told the new woman my name was Jake and she told me she was Linka and her daughter was Sata. I repeated it for the others but I knew it was a needless formality. The next development wasn't a formality though since a meal of stew and plenty of biscuits hit the table almost right away. Linka and Sata sat down and I could tell from their deliberate method of eating they had missed a meal or two lately. After they'd finished their meal the girls took them on a tour. I didn't go along but began wondering where they were after about fifteen minutes. Just then Chika came out to get me and lead me to the shower and tub room and I got a hint right away that Linka was even more attractive than her clothes had revealed. Her pink tipped titties were something special and of course her carpet matched the drapes. I was even a little ashamed of myself for admiring Sata in her youthful nakedness, but what the hell. I knew I wasn't a complete pervert and if she was naked anyway I might as well take a look. I was pressed into service for washing their hair and I didn't mind it a bit. In fact, when some of the soap fell onto Linka's titties I was Johnny on the spot to rub it in and then rinse it off again. Of course I felt it my duty to give her bush a thorough washing too and I even made sure she was clean between her spectacular buns. Soon enough they were washed and dried and with nothing really important to do so late in the afternoon Chika led us all to the bedroom and we showed Linka where we were going to sleep. She was amazed, and especially so when they had her lie down on it to see just how comfortable it was. Soon I was encouraged to lie in the bed with her and since we were both naked still my dick was rising and Linka took it as a good thing. She took hold of it, gently, and pumped it for a stroke or two. It seemed just like an invitation to me so I put my arms around her and shoed her about kissing. Things moved right along after that move and soon enough I was between her spread legs with my one eyed snake seeking a hole. I found a warm and wet one which was ever so tight, but I slid it on up her and she seemed all for it. Chika and Shika joined us right away and even Sata joined to kibitz and also pet and stroke around on my back. Linka didn't take long to get with the program and she was moaning and straining her hips up to me in seconds. Near the last her long legs wrapped around me and she was fucking back at me with enthusiasm. She even got her cookies right at the last and it let me go ahead and share a load with her. Of course I crashed directly into sleep. I guess I was out for about thirty minutes and as often happens, I missed out on the post coital discussion. Chika and Shika had learned Linka had a twin sister who had been mated to one of the men I'd dispatched. It was pretty much agreed I should go and claim her too, and all this had happened while I was sleeping. Oh well. I wasn't going to turn my nose up at another big-breasted beauty. At least everyone agreed it would be fine to wait until tomorrow to go for her. Soon enough the girls were cooking and showing both Linka and Sata some of the details. We had more stew and biscuits and it suited me fine. After the dishes were cleaned and put away it was back to bed for all of us and I had my duty to do. It was one I was proud to take care of, even if it did leave me spent and snoozing right at the last. The women tried to get out of bed without waking me the next morning but I got up, dressed, and headed for my office. I sat at my computer wondering if I could find Linka's former camp. I couldn't by myself, but Aldo spoke up and asked me what I was searching for. As soon as I told him the computer popped up video of a camp and there was no mistaking Linka's twin sister. There was an older woman near her who resembled them both and my guess was it was their mother. Hell, if she wasn't tied down I was going to do my best to bring her along too. I couldn't really judge their ages well yet, but she seemed young to be the mother of twins, especially since one of them already had a daughter who was mobile on her own. There was no need for me to wonder though so I went out into the kitchen area and called Linka to me and took her to the office. Of course Chika and Shika came along too. Linka was amazed with the video but she didn't take long telling me the women in question were her sister, Tinka, and her mother Charlta. We got the word then that Charlta's mate had been killed while hunting last year and of course Tinka's mate got the final send off from me yesterday. After a little talking I found my duties were rather straightforward. I only needed to return the body of Tinka's mate to the camp and claim her as my mate now. Apparently it would be understood by everyone that I should take Charlta along home with me too. I thought to myself how lucky I had turned out to be. Charlta was merely more mature than Linka and Tinka but she was every bit as tasty looking and her titties appeared to be even larger than theirs I knew I was getting set up to let my eyes overload my pecker, but what the hell. Surely Chika and Shika could teach the others the mysteries of reviving the dead dick with a slight application of lips and tongue. To make sure I would soon be up to it I gave my current three beauties a solid workout on the bed and I don't guess it is bragging too much to say I did a good job on all of them. The next morning the women didn't try to keep from waking me in the least. They had breakfast on the table before sunrise and we had the horses saddled and the mule haltered and we were on our way to pick up our grim cargo soonest. The bodies had been nibbled on a little by wild creatures, but none of them were completely eaten up yet. I cobbled up a travois for the mule and we loaded them all for return to sender. It only took us about an hour of traveling with our dead meat to make it to Slinka's former camp and then the excitement started. We had been spotted ahead of time heading their way and we were met by the camp's leader and four other spear-carrying men. When he asked I told him what I'd come for and he made some sort of signal and the four with him raised their spears and tried to attack. They had no way to know what my weapons were and they were very surprised to learn how quickly I could get them into play. The Super Blackhawks were very noisy while dealing with them and the leader, the only one without a spear in hand, was very surprised. I guess the others were surprised too, but it couldn't have been for long since I drilled them all in the chest and they didn't live long enough to get worked up over the surprise. The leader must not have been a very good one at that since he started yelling for others to come help him at once. I was first to respond and I helped him quit breathing right away. I was reloading my Ruger when the first other help arrived, but he was so shocked over the dead men Linka was able to talk some sense into him before he made a stupid move. Confusion reigned for a few minutes until an older man appeared. It turned out he was some sort of priest, or medicine man, or something. He was much calmer than the former leader had been. I was tired of talking by now and I let Linka tell him how the cow ate the cabbage. Hearto wasn't distressed by our coming with the news. Of course he wasn't happy about the dead from his camp we were returning, but at least he knew they'd been up to no good in the first place and he took it in stride. He even went on to tell us how he'd been warning Dakto his habit of attacking others over the first sign something hadn't gone his way would lead to grief sooner or later. Apparently today was sooner. Things worked out fairly well after the little talk with Hearto. He had some men remove the dead freight from our travois and soon enough we were packing up not only Charlta and Tinka, but also Kitcha, the leader's widow and Timita, one of the other newly dead men's former mates. I'll have to say I felt like it was a job well done for me since all of them looked much better than I would have expected. In fact all the women here and now looked great. Maybe they hadn't been around long enough for ugly to creep into the genome yet. I knew for sure they didn't have any genes for small titties yet. It did leave us with a problem though. We had more going back with us than we had riding places available. I cured the problem by spreading one of the furs the women were taking with them over the mule's back to make room for two riders. The rest of them had to double up with us, but soon enough we were headed home. We left the camp's inhabitants to bury the dead. That was at the medicine man/priests request and I was happy to comply. Our mule and horses were heavily loaded on the way back home, but it wasn't too far and we made it without incident. Of course there was plenty of incident when we were back in the cave since most of our things were a mystery to our new members. Hell, they'd catch on or they wouldn't. I was at least happy to see Chika and Shika start putting a meal together nearly as soon as we arrived. ------- Incomplete and Inactive ------- Posted: 2010-08-10 Last Modified: 2010-09-08 / 11:25:02 pm ------- http://storiesonline.net/ -------