MICHELE'S NEW LIFE - CHAPTER 24 free porn video

CHAPTER 24: THE RETURN TO OUR LIFE

Needless to say, it caused another round of curiosity and intrigue about my life and the expectations on my life when getting onto the plane I immediately pulled my sun dress up and over my head after getting no further than the top of the stairs to the plane. As the rest of them came in through the door, I was standing naked in my heels on working in the galley to prepare some drinks before the flight actually left. They were all intimate friends but they looked at me with a shake of their heads. They were all getting the chance to see new parts of my life. Parts of my life they didn’t normally see as even the intimate friends that they were.

Since the flight was taking us all the way to the Phoenix airport’s charter section, Mr. R decided we could travel by ourselves without Anthony or Marie. The pilots would arrange ground transportation from the charter terminal to the main airport parking garage where we all had our cars parked. During the flight I would act as flight attendant. I knew I was going to fumble my way through the announcements that were listed for me, but the service otherwise would be far above normal airline service.

When I came back with wine for us women, beer for Harry and drinks for Tim and John, Tim was explaining why I was dressed the way I was. Or wasn’t. He explained that they may know that I am a submissive but they probably were just coming to some understanding, as Mom was, just what that meant. In this case it was understood that while on the plane I would be naked. The only times that wasn’t true is if there might be some reason that Mr. R felt I shouldn’t be (a particular guest onboard, perhaps) or when customs officials might come onboard rather than us going to them which can happen going into small airports like the island.

I got a lot of questions about that and how I felt about it and how much did it turn me on, and did it lead to sex on the plane, and … the more the questions, the more graphic they were becoming. Tim admitted that, yes, sex on the plane was a regular activity, especially when it was Mr. R’s staff which was the normal case. How this flight would go is up to them. That gave them pause and they all stopped and considered me. They did decide with little discussion that they had already experienced enough excitement and it was suggested by Juli that perhaps I should also be allowed to put my dress back on. But Harry disagreed, followed quickly by John and Tim. Their reasoning was simple and straight forward; they like looking at my body. A girl can’t complain about that.

With it decided that I would remain naked for the trip, it was an easy jump for Tim to also decide that ‘my seat’ should be demonstrated for everyone. Poor Mom, it is one thing to be playful about calling your daughter a slut, but it was appearing to be taking something of a toll on her to discover just how much of a slut I really was. Each new thing was showing her just how much my experiences were beyond her true understanding. She had heard the stories, heard the descriptions, but she had intellectualized it so much, not really felt it to take it in and become true comprehension and acceptance. She was increasingly now seeing how this part of my life was also a real part. Like the loving, caring, dog loving girl she lived with at home, this part was also real. And I could easily move from one to the other with only a nudge or suggestion from Tim or Mr. R for submissiveness to come forward.

That’s what happened, again. One minute we are all talking, laughing, and sharing good conversation and memories of parts of the wedding, the island or the celebration after. Then, Tim took a quiet moment to change the mood. “Michele, I believe Sharon is sitting in your seat. Do you think that is right?” A direct challenge to the rules instituted by Mr. R for my travels being violated.

My head hung slightly as I stood and put out my hand to Sharon for us to trade seats. “Sorry, Sir. The moment with only our friends confused me about honoring the rules of the plane.” Everyone looked at me and then Tim. He only watched me and they returned their attention back to me. Once she was reseated, I knelt down on the floor looking for a switch that I assumed was there. I eventually did find it and flipped it to the other position and everyone could hear a slight hum as a motor began running. I lifted the thin pad that was only on this seat to cover the hole in the center of the seat.

“You are all our intimate friends so I think you will also enjoy this. On this plane, as I was saying earlier, there are several rules that pertain to Michele, my darling submissive wife. One, as we have already identified is that she is to remain naked, as she is around our house and property or Carlos’ estate. Another is that she is always available to male or female alike. You have already been offered but have declined her use this trip.” He looked at everyone and a little longer on Mom before coming to me. “I do hope dear that your appeal to them is not waning.”

This drew gasps from some and exclamations from others that nothing could possibly be further from the truth. But it was my reaction that brought laughter and eased the situation, “I certainly hope not, Sir. What would a submissive slut be without those to use her?”

“Very true, dear. Very true. Put some weight on the seat and show our friends how very special this seat is for you.”

I smiled. A wicked smile. A smile that was leading me to the lust I was already feeling building in the anticipation of what Tim would inevitably have me do in front of our personal friends. I put a knee on the seat and pressed down. From the small hole in the middle of the seat rose the dildo and after a few moments pause it started rising and lowering, but never lowering all the way.

“This seat was designed and calibrated especially for Michele. Dear, you might want to get some lubricant … unless you might already be sufficiently lubricated yourself.” He looked at John sitting directly behind me as I was kneeling on the seat still allowing the dildo to rise and lower before their eyes. “John, would you do me the favor to check my wife and determine if she is properly lubricated.”

John looked at me and then his own mother who nodded with a wicked smile of her own. He reached out and rather unceremoniously slipped a finger directly into my cunt, then two and moved them in and out several times. Like once wouldn’t have given him the same information. “She’s damn near dripping, Tim. God, you guys. This is so hot!”

“You’re right, John. I always find this very hot, also. Dear, John says you are ready for your seat.”

“Yes, Sir.” And with that, I stood up. The dildo stopped and receded back into the seat. I turned and put my hands onto the seat to raise the dildo and then sat down on top of it, wiggling my ass slightly to get it situated just so inside me. When it started, I gasped and as I looked around at my friends, my eyes started glazing as the sensation of being fucked right in front of my friends began.

They watched for only a few minutes, intently and increasingly lustily. Juli couldn’t take any more and stood, opened her blouse and raised her bra and thrust her breast and nipple to my mouth. Seeing this, Sharon got onto her knees in front of me and slipped a hand to my cunt and clit. I sucked Juli’s nipple, biting it occasionally. Sharon strummed my clit with a vengeance. And through all this, Harry took hold of both of my breasts and massaged and tweaked the nipples. John behind his mother, worked her breasts through her clothes. Mom found herself in Tim’s lap, his hands under her dress and a finger inside her pussy. I don’t know who else might have actually cum during that activity, but I felt like my orgasm sent us an additional 10,000 feet into the air!

I decided we must have a pretty good life. We were returning from an idyllic vacation location, had exclusively wonderful experiences and bonus experiences added on, and we were also glad to be home. And it didn’t surprise Tim that once Mom and I had our bags inside the house, we kicked off our heels, pulled our dresses over our heads, unlocked the patio door and headed straight for the kennel to release our two boys. They must have heard the car on the drive because they were in the outside run waiting. And when they caught sight of us leaving he house in their direction, they stated jumping and gently barking. When I opened the gate for them, they came out racing around the area, burning off pent up energy from being in the kennel much more than they were used to. But they looked good, fed, watered and like they had exercise.

Mom and I stood side by side, our arms around each other, just patiently waiting and watching as they ran in circles, chasing each other and just chasing until they ended up in front of us, panting and wagging their tail furiously. Almost simultaneously we knelt down on the grass and put our arms out to them. They were quickly in our arms, licking our faces and necks while we scratched at their neck and shoulders. I pulled Cody in closer to me and I scratched and rubbed further down his back. I was kneeling with my knees well spread and it didn’t take him long to catch my scent and come closer for a better smell that led to the first lick. That was followed by many more before I lay down on the grass and crawled under him so my head was under his hind quarters and his was at my pussy. We both quickly took full advantage of this position and mutually gave and received stimulation. Not that either of us needed that much more stimulation. He clearly was excited from the moment he saw us. And I had been anticipating this reunion since we were back to our car and our next destination was home.

I was home! Isn’t it interesting? Three days in a row I have been fucked by Mr. R’s dogs. Dogs that I enjoy, enjoy being with, being mated to, who enjoy me. But this is what home means. Cody. His familiarity, being able to anticipate his movements and preferences, his favorite ways to take me, his willingness to indulge in kissing when he really wants to tie me and make me his. But it is just familiarity, that comfort in being together that makes it so much nicer, so much more sensual besides just powerfully climatic. And his eagerness to be with me, again. After even this short separation, his bounding excitement and energy to be able to be with me, again. And … me with him. And it is just that feeling, that excitement that makes this so joyful, so exciting and fulfilling at a deeper level than the mere body and pleasure. It goes to the soul of what I am, what I have been for so long, from the beginning, from my submission ceremony after my first wedding. Submitting myself not just to Tim, but also to Cody. That I would always be his, too. That I would be his whenever he wants me. Yes, real life gets in the way of that fantasy element sometimes and routines are developed that mean that he really only approaches me occasionally throughout the day instead of “anytime he wants me”. But that is also a mutual development between us, a comfortable application of our life together. He knows he doesn’t have to take me continuously just because he could more often. He knows I am here for him, when he really does want to. And this return is another expression of that. I come home from being away. I come right out to be with him. Does he really know the difference? Probably not, but it isn’t important, is it? What is important is that the desire is there, the need, the want.

And looking over at Mom, the same is developing between her and Jackson. A loving need to be together and satisfied.

And so, Mom and I love our K9 lovers. On the grass just outside the kennel building in view of the patio where I see Tim sitting. He sits patiently for his wives and dog bitches to come back to him. Not anxious, not impatient. Fully knowing that he also has us whenever he wants or needs and that we are willing, eager, and always ready for him whenever he does.

But right now I have dog cock in my mouth. And the position I am in underneath him has somehow encouraged him to thrust at my mouth as though it were my cunt. A nearly fully engorged dog cock thrust into your mouth hits deeper than I might normally routinely take him when it is my control. So I press my hands into his hind legs to constrict his action and he quickly stops the motion. But it is also the moment when I roll out from under him and assume the position that will allow him to thrust freely and as wildly as he wants into me. On my hands and knees he is quickly on my back and he has firm hold of me with his front legs but to just make the joining smooth my hand goes through my legs to find him and guide him into me. Because once inside me the thrusting starts. The nearly wild, certainly frantic thrusting of his hind quarters into mine. Having sucked him hard and long before letting him mount me, the initial and increasing penetration is deep and getting deeper with each thrust. His cock grows in diameter and length, even beyond what I had managed with my mouth and lips and tongue.

With all that going on, it is no wonder that as soon as I feel his developing knot bump my cunt lips on the outside that a gasp followed by sighing and moaning escape my mouth. And I haven’t even considered looking or checking on Mom. No longer do I wonder how she is doing with the dogs or Tim. She has become her own sexual being and the noises and sounds coming from nearby are both her and Jackson. If I needed any reassurance that would be all that I needed. But the reality is that those are only peripheral sounds to me, not directly affecting me as I focus on Cody and the satisfaction I am deriving from him and the satisfaction I hope I am providing to him.

With the knot now knocking at the door to his making me his once more, the urgency in his motions seems to heighten as he pushes with new need and determination to have me. No more than mine, though. I also am pushing, just in the opposing direction to provide the solid resistance and added impact to encourage my body, my small hole to take this invading ball through it. And as I resolved to myself to take the two cocks the previous night, knowing that the two cocks were probably not larger than the knot, this too stretched me and opened me, producing discomfort, but familiar discomfort. Discomfort my body recognized and anticipate, almost eagerly anticipated because of the pleasure I would be deriving from it once it entered and filled me. A feeling, a fullness that somehow only this produces. One moment there is anticipation, determination and the next, the very next moment there is realization. Satisfaction at having it and then anticipation all over again as now both the cock and knot engorge even further inside, filling itself and growing in the coming explosion of dog seed into my welcoming cunt. I am eager to receive his cock and knot knowing what is to come, knowing how it will feel as I am truly taken by him as his bitch once again. Locked to him as he seeds me. Impossible to separate even if I wanted to now, but why would I ever want this to be different than it is. Tied to him by his knot, locked together as he spurts his seed into my wet and clenching cunt. Feeling the spurt after spurt of cum being released inside, splashing off the walls of my cunt.

And I am obviously well into my orgasm! All these sensations culminating in my own explosion of orgasmic release, my cunt squeezing, convulsing really around the cock and knot locked inside me. I don’t stop moving. Why? We are tied together, we are not separating and I have missed this with him and I want more and show him I want more. I rock back and forth on him, feeling his cock and knot moving short distances inside but mostly feeling his knot pulling at me as I pull, feeling his knot bump me on the inside, bumping me often enough on my g-spot to continue this nice, sensual glow just a little while longer. And slowly, I slow my rocking but I continue to feel and focus on the sensation of his cock continuing to release more cum inside. I am leaking cum, even as tightly as we seem to be locked together. I can feel the cum running down the inside of my thighs.

The last minute or so I let my face and upper chest fall to the grass, my ass still sticking up in the air tied to Cody. He is still on my back, he didn’t turn, and that is nice for me, too. He occasionally lowers his snout to lick at my body underneath me. A loving kiss to his mate, his bitch? Or just a reaction to the situation? I prefer to think it is a loving kiss.

When we are finally separated, I turn and crawl after Cody, move his head away from his cock and lick and suck his cock and knot clean of our mixed juices. Satisfied, I move to his head and kiss his snout, turn and finally look at Mom. She is collapsed on the ground with a very satisfied look on her face, her legs slightly spread and pointing directly at me. Her pussy is still gaped and cum is clearly visible. I crawl over to her and plant my lips over her pussy causing her to screech out in surprise and clamp her legs around my invading head. She squirms away from my sucking mouth, her pussy and clit still somewhat sensitive from the delights she experienced the night of our wedding.

Returning to the house and Tim who is still sitting on the patio, we are again holding hands. There is a noticeable spring in our step and Tim points that out to us. I squeeze Mom’s hand, “We derive such pleasure in being able to satisfy all the males of our family, Sir.” He only smiles.

After unpacking and placing our empty bags in the entry for Tim to put back into storage in the garage, Mom and I went back to the mundane activities of life. She reviewed the kitchen and refrigerator to make the shopping lists that we would need when shopping the next day to replenish for life at home. Meanwhile, I retreated to the spare room where we have our computers to check on messages. I also turned on my cell phone that I had purposely left behind. Naturally, there were a ton of email messages, most of which could be read at my leisure. There were two interesting phone messages, though. The first was from Bob. His message expressed his hope that our vacation was going well and he would like to discuss boarding his ‘special’ dogs when we returned. He had two that were intended for ‘special’ customers but they will need some attention prior to the customers taking them. A very convoluted, cryptic message. It was as though he expected our phones to be bugged and was concerned with ‘big brother’ listening in. I didn’t know if his language was being edited in respect to me or if he really was concerned about how it might sound to someone else. I made a note to call him in the morning.

The next message was timely given the one from Bob. It was from the county offices. Our application for kennel license had been approved and we could come in during regular business hours, pay the fees and pick up our paperwork. It was sounding like we had a business in the works with legal kenneling and, at least from Bob’s message, ‘specialty’ dog training.

I went out to the kitchen, took a bottle of wine from the wine rack on the far end of the counter, opened it, poured some into two glasses and handed one to a confused Mom. I told her about the two messages and she held up her glass. We clinked them just as Tim walked in. He joined us in a toast to our new venture and suggested that a sit-down with Bob to go over costs and details to get ready. There would be supplies, food selection, leashes for walking the a****ls, and a rate structure before we got too far into this. Our next few days were looking busy.

But the morning started out nice. The routine just kicked right in. Mom woke up with the alarm and was the first into the kitchen. With a cup of coffee close by she started the breakfast. I followed out shortly after, took a cup and patted her on her bare ass as I went by to get the juice and pour three glasses. We had agreed that with the hot season coming we would move our runs to the morning so we would be having a light breakfast with Tim and then something more substantial after. When Tim was ready for his day at the new office, we walked out the front door and waited as he backed out of the garage. We stood with an arm around each other as our husband turned around in the drive and headed to the little road and disappeared.

We went back into the house and to the bedroom, put on socks and running shoes and were stepping off the patio whistling for the dogs. We were just about a quarter of the way out onto the trail around the forty-five acres when the boys caught up with us. We took it easy this first morning back. Although we hadn’t been idle on our honeymoon, we hadn’t really run much. The running magazine we subscribed to seemed to always recommend starting back slowly when more than a few days have been missed out of a regular routine. We were also very curious how the boys would react to this new time. We had gotten used to the routine that the boys would trip us up at about the half way mark on the third lap which was about two and a half miles. Then they would want to fuck us. Would they do the same thing or would the timing screw them up? It didn’t bother them in the least. At about the same point we were again on the ground underneath our doggy masters being wonderfully taken as their bitches under the morning sun with the sounds of the day coming alive.

We cleaned up, dressed and went out to take care of the days errands. The first was the county courthouse to complete the issuance of our kennel license. We were now an officially licensed kennel, although there wouldn’t be a sign on the entrance or any advertising. Ours was intended to be a very discrete and restricted clientele. Our next stop was to Bob’s kennel. He was extremely helpful and gave a good appraisal of the costs we could expect, the types of food available and his recommendations for the size dogs we were likely to be holding. He also provided us with a list of items to begin assembling and gave us a $500 starter to cover the initial expenses. Then, the daily boarding charges and training charges would cover ongoing expenses and our profit. We agreed that the next week he would have two dogs for us to start with.

Then it was to the dry cleaners for some of Tim’s suits and our good dresses. The last time Mr. R was in town and the four of us were together, we got a little careless with all the excitement and exhibitionism.

Then the grocery store to stock up and finally headed back home. We agreed that was a good day and we would do some searching on the internet for a****l supply stores. Bob gave us a recommendation but it was out of state and was delivered. We could just combine our orders with his but initially we wanted local to establish some goodwill in the area. We did contact the vet we used for our dogs and she agreed that as long as we didn’t take on too many dogs at a time, she would be available if needed.

It was the end of the week when life took another new twist for us. Mom and I had the kennel pretty well set for the two additional dogs we would be taking in the following Monday or Tuesday and so we were headed for Juli’s. We called ahead, just to be sure the coast was going to be clear, and with the dogs we walked the trail between our properties. Of course we were naked. We had already fucked the dogs once earlier in the morning during our run so they were fairly mellow, yet. They happily pranced around us as we carefully walked barefoot down the trail through the woods. Coming out the other side, they saw Juli descending the stairs from the front porch and both dogs ran directly for her. As she put her hands out to them, crouched down, her knees opened, Jackson got his head right in and gave her pussy a couple good licks before Juli stood and shook a finger at him. We naturally just laughed. She knew the training for the dogs perfectly well. If a woman is naked, the dogs have permission to check them out. And since we called ahead, Juli was naked, waiting and ready. And the finger shaking was a tease as she continued to stand with her legs slightly apart for the dogs to continue sniffing her, occasionally licking her pussy and ass.

I snapped my fingers and called to the boys to sit which they did immediately. They had already fucked us this morning as usual during our morning run so it wasn’t like they were deprived. We walked to Juli and each in turn gave her a hug and kiss on the lips. Hands of all three of us roamed over the naked bodies in the hug. We walked around the house on the woods side to the back of the house where the large old Arizona Ash trees provided shade for the grassy space outside the kitchen door. Several lawn/patio chairs were randomly in the area. We pulled three chairs close together and Juli went inside to get some ice tea. We talked and laughed. Still, much our talk was about the island and the wedding and the celebration afterwards.

The boys had wondered off and we saw them headed for the corral with the horses. Juli and Harry had long since become completely comfortable and trusting of the dogs on their property. It was actually kind of cute to see the dogs go to the corral and poke their heads through the rails which now seemed to attract several of the horses who in turn poked their heads back through to the dogs. There the a****ls would be nose to nose, simply checking each other out and occasionally flashing a tongue out for a quick lick.

We went inside and prepared a light lunch for us while Juli busied herself warming up a more substantial lunch for Harry who was due in from checking on the North range. We were sitting at the kitchen table with more iced tea and a tuna and greens salad when we heard a truck pull up at the barn side of the house and the dogs barking a gentle welcome. That guaranteed that it was Harry. We heard him grunting to get his boots off outside the back door and he came in with the screen door slamming behind him. He kissed each of us on the cheek and slipped his hand down our sides, went directly to the refrigerator, took out a plastic bag and walked back to the door and returned almost immediately with an empty bag which went into the trash.

Juli chuckled, “Those dogs are going to love him. We had T-bones last night and he saved the bones for the next time they came over.”

I looked at Harry who turned from the sink where he was washing up. He had a big smile. I then turned to Juli and Mom, “I don’t know Mom. You suppose he’s doing that to get on the good graces of the dogs or to encourage them to be over here for Juli?”

Juli coughed as she was swallowing when I said it. “You know that is a really good idea. Too bad we didn’t think of it before.” This gentle, light-hearted banter and teasing was just a continuation of the easy, joyful way our lives and relationships had been going. We could be open and playful with each other and not always be concerned with every detail of how something sounded or might be interpreted. We fully trusted our exchanges were positive and caring.

Harry seemed to be almost reluctant when he finally got up from the table. “Sorry, ladies, but I must on my way. As much as sitting here with you three naked beauties is enticing me to stay, the ranch doesn’t run itself.” He again went around the table. We each turned our faces to him to get a kiss on the lips from him. This turn also allowed him to slip a hand to a breast as he kissed. At the door he stopped and turned to look at us and then focused on Juli, “Dear, enjoy the afternoon. The work will keep for another day.” Juli started to say something but he continued, “No, I am serious. Enjoy the afternoon. Remember what we have been admitting to each other. Our love isn’t conventional, our relationship isn’t conventional, and our friends aren’t conventional. And it is wonderful. And life is getting too short not to enjoy it.” Juli got up and walked into his arms and kissed him, like a lover would. He started moving out the door, “I’ll be out on the South range checking on the water supply for the cattle. I should be back late afternoon. Love you.” And he walked around the house and the pickup was headed out the drive, again.

We all knew he was right. We are an unconventional group. But it sure works for us and he is also right that we need to enjoy these wonderfully unconventional relationships. So after quickly taking care of cleaning up the kitchen from lunch we went outside to fully engage in another unconventional aspect of our relationship … the dogs.

We did what has become ‘conventional’ when the three of us are together playing with the dogs. Two of us gets thoroughly and wonderfully fucked by the dogs while the third lies in front of them and gets delightfully sucked and tongued on her pussy, breasts and nipples. And, as usual, I gave Juli the option. Mom and I can and do enjoy the dogs every day, at least once. And Juli had gotten used to the option being offered to her in these situations and was now comfortable not feeling guilty by giving her choice. She almost always chose a dog and we fully understood and agreed with that decision. This time I also suggested that I would volunteer to be the one on the ground being serviced by them. Really, in this arrangement there is no loser in how you are getting your attention!

Both Cody and Jackson had been coming to us and sniffing. And the attention to our pussies and asses was getting us ready, too. And, of course, that reinforced that scent the dogs were picking up and it was then only a matter of time before they again were in action with their human females. So, it didn’t take long or much attention from us to have the dogs’ cocks fully out of their sheaths and ready. The women then got into position, presenting themselves properly to the dogs and I assisted each in getting the cocks smoothly and easily into their pussies. Once completed, I scrambled around them and took my place so one of them had good access to my cunt while the other had direct access to my breast, nipples and mouth. Mom was at my cunt and she was behaving like a hungry a****l down there. She was not only sucking on my clit and licking my lips, pushing inside on several strokes, but actually grabbing one of the lips with her teeth and pulling on it and then chewing gently. Then nipping at the clit and sucking hard on it. Juli was doing wonders on my nipples, seemingly suckling like a baby on one and then nipping it with her teeth and pulling it up away from my breast. It was wonderful. And all the while there were moments when all activity on me stopped as the dog did something especially delightful for them. Like taking the knot. It was very obvious when each began concentrating on the knot and when they succeeded in getting it inside.

We all came, which is ideal. Sometimes it doesn’t happen, particularly the one on the ground, but it is always very enjoyable regardless. But this time we did all cum and after the dogs were able to pull their knots out of the other two, Mom first and then Juli, we all just lay on the ground breathing hard and covered with a layer of sweat in the hot afternoon air.

I got up and went inside to get each of us another large iced tea and a large bowl of cool water for the boys. Then we stayed in the shade sitting on the grass and enjoyed more small talk.

It wasn’t long though that the boys were wondering around and looking mischievous. I decided to go along with that and quickly got to my feet and chased after Cody. That got them both barking and running off but circling around to tease me, knowing they were faster and could turn quicker. But soon I had reinforcements with Mom and Juli joining in the chase and the dogs took off around the house, not that even the three of us were an equal match to them but the five of us were certainly having fun. In fact I delighted at the sounds coming from the two older women when the dogs weren’t just leading us into the front but instead were apparently racing around the house. We didn’t find them in the front yard when we got there but were completely taken by surprise when they came streaking around the side right behind us. Now Mom and Juli were shrieking like school girls and running away. I had my hands on my knees, bent over in laughter as each of them were quickly ‘tagged’ by a dog as he ran alongside and licked their hip.

Then, we all heard it at the same time. A car coming down the old road towards us. With the road blocked by the missing bridge, the car could only be coming here. Juli shooed us up onto the porch and into the house. I yelled at the dogs to sit as we took the stairs two at a time. Inside the house Juli took a house dress from the back of the door and slipped it on. We stood on either side of the door and watched as the Sheriff’s car pulled into the drive and pulled up close to the house. Juli was standing in front of the door holding the dress together as she put her hand on the door. I asked, “What do you think this is about?”

“I have no idea. Harry didn’t say anything and he knew you were here. It must be something unexpected. Stay out of sight here and I’ll find out.” The Sheriff was stepping out of the car and we could now see that there was someone sitting in the backseat. And it was the Sheriff, himself, not one of his Deputies. Juli stepped out onto the porch, “Good afternoon, Tom. Sorry for my appearance, I was just heading for the shower after being in the barn. I heard a car and peeked out and saw it was you. What brings you out here? No trouble I hope.”

“Sorry to barge in, Juli. And no apologizing, please. It has been a while for me but I still remember how these hot days seem to make the barn that much tougher. The reason I am here, though, is to see if you know if Michele Hawkins might be coming home soon. Aren’t these the Hawkins’ dogs?”

“Of course they are. I am watching them. Actually, there isn’t much watching involved since I give them free range of the yard. But Michele and Barb just had to step out for a short time and it seemed a pity for them to be in the kennel if they could be here with me. Why? What do you need them for?”

I looked at Mom across the door and whispered to her, “What could he need with us with no warning. Tom’s never just stopped in unless he called.”

“Shush. I think we are going to find out.”

The Sheriff was turning to the car. He motioned for the occupant to step out and join him. “I found this one walking the County Road at the far edge of your land. Nobody walks that road, especially a young woman in shorts carrying a backpack. I stopped and questioned her and she got quite scared. So, I had to quiet her down before I found out that she was trying to reach Michele Hawkins. I asked her why and she just said it was personal. I asked her if she was expected and she said no. Can you believe this, no cell phone? She’s just past eighteen and no cell phone. Heck, I thought they were born with a cell phone these days. Anyway, I couldn’t get anything more out of her. She just had an address but addresses out here don’t define much. She was basically wandering the gravel roads. Heck, she could have died out there on a day like this without water. There’s no traffic. So, I felt sorry for her but not so much so that I could leave her at the Hawkins’ if they weren’t there.”

Mom, this time, “Do you know her? Does she look familiar at all?”

“I don’t think I have ever seen her before. I wonder what’s going on. I wish we had clothes to put on.”

But Juli was stepping down from the porch, still clutching the front of the covering. She walked up to the girl and looked her up and down. Then, without shifting her gaze, “Sheriff, you said she was just over eighteen. Does she have a driver’s license?”

“No. And isn’t that also interesting. Eighteen and no driver’s license or cell phone. But she did have a school ID in her wallet. I had a check made and it was verified. She turned eighteen a month ago. She’s from a little town to the North.”

Still looking at the girl Juli softened her tone, “The Hawkins are my neighbors. We’re very close. What’s your name dear?”

“Helen. Helen Stillson.”

“And how do you know Michele?”

“I don’t, ma’am.”

“Then, how does she know you?”

“I don’t think she does, ma’am. I’m pretty sure we have never met or known about each other.”

The Sheriff sounded irritated now, “Then why are you looking for her? And I want this answered or I will take you away. No more playing games, young lady!”

As I watched intently, I realized I was now partially standing in the doorway. But I didn’t want to miss this. Whatever this was.

She sounded scared and frightened. Not sure what to do or say. Juli recognized it, too. She stepped up to the girl and put an arm around her and held her head as the girl cried. “I don’t know where to go or what to do. Hers was the only name I had. She was my only hope.”

“That’s not making any sense, dear. Tell us how you got her name and why you need her.”

“It’s too personal. I just want to talk to her. I just feel that at least she’ll listen to me.”

“Dear, we can’t just let you wander around here. The Sheriff is ready to take you back to the city. Give me something to base a decision on if you want to wait here for Michele.”

She was clearly frightened and the tears were flowing, again. But she opened her mouth and then shut it. Then, “Please, help me. I think she can help me. Or, at least give me some advice.” She took a deep breath and looked at the Sheriff and then at Juli as she continued to clutch her dress while holding the girl. After another breath, “Okay … I think Michele is my sister!”

* * * CHAPTER 25: HI, I’M HELEN, YOUR SISTER! will follow * * * Thanks for reading.