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Carl laid on the floor of the trailer for several more minutes, trying to get up enough strength to get to a chair. He had just made it to his knees, and the door opened. The Foreman, Wayne, looked startled to see the boss in such a state. "I'm sorry, Boss! I tried ta stop 'em, but they wouldn't have any of it. The shorter one whistled, an the lady that was over by the 'dozer came, an' she got me by th' arm, an' led me off. Tole me I WOULDN'T BE SORRY, fer goin' with 'er. By the time I looked fer th' others, they wuz already in th' door. The one that come fer me, took me out in the trees, an showed me how come they call 'er ma'am. She got the purtiest shaved pussy ya EVER saw. She didn't have ary clothes under 'er shirt OR 'er pants. Claimed ta have 3 young uns, but not a mark on er belly ta show fer it. REAL purty tits, too!"
Carl, with help from Wayne, managed to get into a chair. Wayne, still trying to apologize, picked his clothes from the floor, and handed them to his boss, and best friend. They had been friends while still in grade school. Carl smiled at him, holding his hand out to quiet him, told him, "You would've had better luck tryin' ta git the sun NOT ta rise, than stoppin those gals. They the kind that don't take no fer an answer. The onliest thing yer gonna git from gettin' in THEIR way, is tracks on yer clothes. They'll walk right over th' TOP o' ya. They gonna do whut THEY want, or else. NOW! Did YOU get any pussy from it?"
Wayne's grin told him that he HAD. Girl shore do fuck good, Boss. Like ta wore me out. Gimme a blow-job ta git muh attention, laid down in th' grass, an' fucked me like nobody's business. Promised that she, or one or more o' th' others, wuz gonna come around an' do it some more ta me. Shore had a tight, little pussy on 'er. Acted like I wuz doin' HER a favor, fuckin' 'er like that. Never seen the like."
Carl nodded. HE understood. "D'ya know if any o' th' others got some?" Wayne smiled at Carl. "Yep. I think ALL of 'em got a little. That long, tall gal, took FRANCIS out in th' trees. HE could barely walk back in. I asked 'im if ' 'e wuz okay. He looked like 'e was gonna faint fer a second, then tole me she rode 'im first, an' begged 'im ta do 'er 2 MORE times. Said it was the first time a gal begged im ta cum inside 'er. She plumb wore 'im out." They all went out in th' woods fer awhile." Carl smiled and told Wayne, "She's the Grand daughter of the one that fucked ME half ta death."
It had been slow going, but Carl finally pulled his boots on. Wayne held his arm as he leaned on the jam, looking out of the window. Most of the men were up and about, but were moving MUCH slower. "I didn't have the least idea about what was happenin' ta me, awhile ago. I was in here talkin ta th' lady, an she reached over an' kissed muh cheek. Ast if th' door had a lock on it. I tole 'er "NO", it didn't, an called you over an tole ya whut I wanted. Turned aroun' an she unzipped 'er dress, an ain't nothin' under, 'cept HER. Gal got some great tits, an th' softest HAIR, Top AND bottom, ya ever felt. Next I knew, I was on top, eatin 'er pussy, an playin' wit' 'er tits. Fucked 'er pussy, she blew me, an' sat on my dick, an made me cum in 'er ass, then fucked me ta a fair-thee-well." The 3 others helped 'er, an all promised that THEY wuz ALL gonna fuck me, TOO. By the way, the guy that was with 'em. Not the one with the tape recorder, the other one." Wayne nodded. HE"S the HUSBAND o' th' one YOU wuz fuckin. SHE tole me th' other night, 'e lets 'er fuck anybody she wants, any time she wants. HE likes to WATCH her gettin fucked. ONLY time it upsets 'im is if th' guy DON'T cum inside 'er pussy." Wayne shook his head in disbelief.
Carl put his arm over the shoulder of his foreman. "Let's go have a look at what we have done today. We may have ta do the work in the mornings, so the guys don't get hurt after having company. Remember what they told ya about goin' swimmin'? I expect 'em ta be back ta go skinny-dippin' about 4 or 4:30. At least 4 or 5 of 'em, an' maybe the whole lot of 'em.
They walked out in the site and looked at the work that had been done before lunch. MUCH more than he had realized had been accomplished. The brush had been cleared for at least twice what was needed, the excavation for the cellar was dug, and, as neat as he had EVER seen, the rebar was tied, and welded to perfection, ready to be put in place for the cementers to pour, and the pad for the foundation was leveled and packed. They stopped where Francis was leaned against one of the big mulberry trees that was being kept. There were 5 more of them, plus 4 HUGE paper shell pecan trees.
Francis looked up at them, a grin splitting his features. Carl and Wayne both took a knee beside him, then went ahead and sat smiling at him. Carl reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "Heard ya got somethin' NEW awhile ago. How was it?" The smile faded to a look of concern. "Ya gonna fire me, Carl?" He asked. Carl looked at him like he was slow in the head. "WHAT in blue blazes makes ya think I'm gonna FIRE ya, Son? Gettin a little nookie? I'd have ta fire every one here for THAT. Including me an' Wayne. NO!!! While you was fuckin' HER, I was fuckin' 'er Grandma. I don't know how the grand daughter was, YET!!! Grandma was a fantastic good shot o' leg!!! Fucked 'er twice in the pussy, and once in the ass. Wayne had ta help me get off the floor, and put my clothes on. Almost couldn't make it out o' th' door ta come out. I was jus wonderin if ya knew she was 3/4 Cherokee, an 1/4 Choctaw Indian. Ya got yer first squaw pussy. Grandma's full blood Cherokee. Mine was as good as it gets, and ya live ta talk about it. Pussy that good usually kills ya."
Visibly relieved, Francis rolled his eyes, and sighed, smiling. "I didn't know pussy THAT tight existed. I was used ta gittin pussy that ya had ta have a board across yer ass ta keep from fallin' inta it. A LONG BOARD!!!" All of them laughed at his joke. Wayne reached out to shake his hand. "Think we all had a few like that. Had a couple my own self." Francis reached out and took his hand, smiling. "Those ain't as bad as the ones we called "wolf bait. Ya wake up in the mornin' an see what ya spent the night fuckin', an' the first thing ya want is ta knaw yer arm off sos ya don't wake 'er up, gettin outa bed. They's the ones ya call OOOOGLY!!! Hunnerd times worse than just UGLY."
Carl looked at the young man. "I just wanted ta tell ya, tomorrow mornin', I want ya ta start learnin ta run the heavy equipment. When ya get goin good on it, we'll get ya trained on the backhoe and the side boomer. A 4 dollar an hour raise comes with it. MR. JACKSON!!! Is that okay with you?" Francis could hardly believe his ears. He was fighting NOT to show his emotion. "Thank You, Mr. Landis. I'll try to make ya proud o' me. I PROMISE!!!" Carl reached over and patted him on the back. "I know, Son. That's why I'm givin' ya the job. I know you'll do your best for me. Ya always do. Thank YOU, for making such a good hand. OH!!! BY the WAY!!! Don't turn down any of those others, either. Nobody is gonna bother ya for fuckin a white girl. I know that they ALL like a little (ahem) "color" in their lives, AND in their pussies. You gonna get more pussy from this crowd than you will believe. The tall red-head, and the Nurse BOTH love ta feel a dark love-muscle splittin em. DEEP, WIDE, an' OFTEN. Their Mama's told me ALL of 'em want the man ta cum inside their pussies, and all of 'em like it more than once or even twice at a time. Start eatin good, an' gettin plenty of rest. I think you'll need it."
Francis was almost beyond words. He longed to reach over and hug Carl, to show his appreciation. He, unlike many of his friends, KNEW who his Father was, and hated him. His father was always drunk, and enjoyed slapping him around as he was growing up. He had taken to the streets at the age of 11. From there it had got worse. He was witness to at least 4 murders, and had forcibly taken girls several times. A couple by himself, but many more as part of a gang initiation. He had a "sheet" that included almost any crime that anyone could imagine. When he was 15 his Uncle had brought him to this area, and told him that he had 2 choices. He could grow up and act like a man, instead of an a****l, get an education, and look for work, or he (the Uncle) was going to take him out on his own. He fully understood what his Uncle meant when he said "take him out." He would just disappear.
He had secured a job in a packing house where he worked during the day, and took GED classes at night. His teachers had been surprised at how intelligent he was, and offered to help him get into a college or trade school if he wanted. He had a few days later, seen a job listing for a roustabout, and phone number, on a newspaper that was caught on the leg of a park bench. He had used his last quarter to call the number, and had been told that the next day, AFTER work, to come to an address for an interview.
It was the first time he had ever seen Mr. Landis, Carl, and they talked for over an hour. Luckily, he had finished his GED classes the month before, and was waiting for his final exams, to get his diploma. He was to be tested the night after. Mr Landis had called the foreman at the packing plant and talked to him, the next morning. The foreman had come out a few minutes before quitting time, and told him to turn in his equipment. He wouldn't be needing them any more. He took his few things and went to the office and saw nearly all the others on the shift waiting for him. The foreman handed him a check for his pay period, along with a healthy bonus, for never missing a day at work. They had genuinely shook hands with him, and few had hugged or kissed him, and wished him the best on his new job. It was the first he had heard of it. The Manager had told him that Mr. Landis had asked for him, BY NAME, and was giving him a job at a little over 3 dollars an hour MORE than he was making here. He had tried to work his own butt off for Mr. Landis, and it was paying off in his second year of working for him. He, with the raise, would be making almost 20 dollars an hour. Not bad for a street k** from St. Louis. He was just 20 years old.
Carl and Wayne went around the site and told everyone to get ready to call it a day. They would use the excavator to put the rebar in the hole, and stake it out, in the morning. Everybody was wondering what ELSE they would do tomorrow. Today had raised everyone's expectations. They were all standing next to the 4 trucks to go in, and heard a tractor coming up the lane. NO ONE was disappointed at what they saw. The lady that had way laid Wayne was driving an old Farmall tractor with the tricycle wheels on it, and pulling a cotton trailer full of people. ALL of them were NAKED!!! Another tractor, a new John Deere, was pulling a flat trailer, with a load as large as the first, of EQUALLY naked people. A Sheriff's Deputy Blazer was right behind them. HE had HIS clothes on, but, the lady WITH him, DIDN'T. As they passed, the men saw why the cotton trailer was being used, There was a boy and girl, wearing life vests,and nothing else, and 5 other babies in the high walled trailer. They pulled to a stop next to the truck, and the lady driving, she was named Betty, called to them. "Ain't time ta go home, yet. We need some life guards. Anybody intersted?" Carl shook his head and told them, "Get in. We'll foller 'em down ta th' swimmin'; hole." A burst of energy hit one and all. All Francis saw was the tall lady crooking her finger to him in beck, a bright smile lighting her beautiful features. She was riding the flat wagon, and he sat on the edge, lifting his legs to roll aboard. He had started to turn but was stopped by a pair of soft arms around his body, warm lips pressing insistently to his, and the feel of two soft breasts pressing against his chest. "Hello, Sweetheart. I've missed my Honey this afternoon. Hope ya got rested, since. I want MORE o' what ya gimme awhile ago. I'm drippin I'm so hot from thinkin about whatcha done ta me. I don't think I can get enough of ya." She pressed her lips tightly to his, before he could speak. He faintly heard someone yell. "Ya got yer EMT kit, Cathy. Got a man over here gonna need help in a little bit." A feminine voice answered, 'He'll need more than that if I get MY hands on 'im." Essie raised enough to yell back. "Uh UH!!! He's ALL mine. tonight. Find your own." This time Francis couldn't hold his emotion. Tears crept down his cheeks. He felt a rough hand on his shoulders. He looked to see and older man behind him. "Welcome to the family, Son. I'm your new Grandad. Levi. The Great Spirit has smiled down on us, and brought you to our family. You'll get to know all of us soon."
There was a slight jerk as the tractor pulled in the slack on the trailer tongue. He was wrapped inside the softest thing he could remember. Essie had hardly stopped kissing him, and had him in a total embrace. It was the most wonderful feeling of his life. He was hoping it wasn't a dream that he would wake up from.
It took a few minutes to reach the big pond. Another lady, that looked like a sister to Essie, and just as naked, and 2 BIG men came over and shook hands first, then hugged an kissed him on the cheeks. The lady kissed him on the LIPS. "We're Essie's Mom and Dad, Nola,and Chris, and her younger brother, Bruce. NOW I see why she was so much in a hurry to come back out here. Remember Sweetie! Ya gotta share with Mama, too. Good LORD!!! Such a handsome young man." Essie looked at her Mother. "I'll bet HE can give us all the babies we could EVER want." Chris looked at him. "Looks like the kind to go bear huntin with a willow switch, to me. The older lady that had been in the office so long stepped over. "See, Honey. Granny's not gonna give her baby girl any bad directions." She turned to Francis. 'Grandad already give ya HIS welcome. I'm yer new Granny. Welcome to our family. After ya get enough pussy from Essie an' Nola, come see me, an I'll teach ya how a woman should fuck. Jus' promise NOT ta throw rocks at em, cause they ain't as good as me."
Francis was trying to figure out if he was on the butt end of a joke, when the other two of the girls that had brought the coffee and donuts this morning, came over leading a willowy lady, with long dark brown, maybe even black, hair down to her shoulder blades. She smiled as she kissed him, again on the lips, and THIS time, he felt tongue. "HI!!! I'm Cathy. I'm the nurse they spoke of, if Essie didn't speak with forked tongue, as her Grandad says. I can tell you're wondering if you're on the dirty end of the stick, for a sick joke. YOU'RE NOT!!! YOU'RE AS WELCOME AS YOU CAN BE. WHEN YOU GET AROUND TO IT, WE'LL ALL SHOW YOU HOW WELCOME YOU REALLY ARE. None of us will deny you anything you want from us, as long as it doesn't hurt. Believe it or not. You're the answer, we HOPE, to our prayers. We will try to be the answer to YOUR prayers. We plan to show you every day, and every night, how much we love you. Go have some fun with your lady love now. The rest of us will wait on YOUR pleasure. SCOOT!!!"
Essie took his hand and led him to a secluded place a few yards into the trees. "I almost couldn't wait. I want you so much." Her arms went around him, her head laying on his chest. "Now I know what Bruce and Annie, Royce and Robbie, and Ricky and Sue, found. It was like a warm wave of emotion washes across your body, and soul. It makes you feel like nothing in the universe could ever go wrong. It feels like you're overflowing with love, and want everybody you see to share it with you. It's like YOUR soul reached out and took MY soul by the hand and told it, Come and be mine."
For the first time in many years, Francis wept. He was feeling the same things, except he DIDN'T know how to put it into words. NOW!!! HE KNEW!!! He clung to her as he had never done another person in his life. He lifted her chin and kissed her with all the love he was feeling. "I LOVE YOU, MY TINY PRINCESS!!! YOU ARE MY LIFE, NOW. WHEN YOU GO, I'LL DIE!!!
Carl, with help from Wayne, managed to get into a chair. Wayne, still trying to apologize, picked his clothes from the floor, and handed them to his boss, and best friend. They had been friends while still in grade school. Carl smiled at him, holding his hand out to quiet him, told him, "You would've had better luck tryin' ta git the sun NOT ta rise, than stoppin those gals. They the kind that don't take no fer an answer. The onliest thing yer gonna git from gettin' in THEIR way, is tracks on yer clothes. They'll walk right over th' TOP o' ya. They gonna do whut THEY want, or else. NOW! Did YOU get any pussy from it?"
Wayne's grin told him that he HAD. Girl shore do fuck good, Boss. Like ta wore me out. Gimme a blow-job ta git muh attention, laid down in th' grass, an' fucked me like nobody's business. Promised that she, or one or more o' th' others, wuz gonna come around an' do it some more ta me. Shore had a tight, little pussy on 'er. Acted like I wuz doin' HER a favor, fuckin' 'er like that. Never seen the like."
Carl nodded. HE understood. "D'ya know if any o' th' others got some?" Wayne smiled at Carl. "Yep. I think ALL of 'em got a little. That long, tall gal, took FRANCIS out in th' trees. HE could barely walk back in. I asked 'im if ' 'e wuz okay. He looked like 'e was gonna faint fer a second, then tole me she rode 'im first, an' begged 'im ta do 'er 2 MORE times. Said it was the first time a gal begged im ta cum inside 'er. She plumb wore 'im out." They all went out in th' woods fer awhile." Carl smiled and told Wayne, "She's the Grand daughter of the one that fucked ME half ta death."
It had been slow going, but Carl finally pulled his boots on. Wayne held his arm as he leaned on the jam, looking out of the window. Most of the men were up and about, but were moving MUCH slower. "I didn't have the least idea about what was happenin' ta me, awhile ago. I was in here talkin ta th' lady, an she reached over an' kissed muh cheek. Ast if th' door had a lock on it. I tole 'er "NO", it didn't, an called you over an tole ya whut I wanted. Turned aroun' an she unzipped 'er dress, an ain't nothin' under, 'cept HER. Gal got some great tits, an th' softest HAIR, Top AND bottom, ya ever felt. Next I knew, I was on top, eatin 'er pussy, an playin' wit' 'er tits. Fucked 'er pussy, she blew me, an' sat on my dick, an made me cum in 'er ass, then fucked me ta a fair-thee-well." The 3 others helped 'er, an all promised that THEY wuz ALL gonna fuck me, TOO. By the way, the guy that was with 'em. Not the one with the tape recorder, the other one." Wayne nodded. HE"S the HUSBAND o' th' one YOU wuz fuckin. SHE tole me th' other night, 'e lets 'er fuck anybody she wants, any time she wants. HE likes to WATCH her gettin fucked. ONLY time it upsets 'im is if th' guy DON'T cum inside 'er pussy." Wayne shook his head in disbelief.
Carl put his arm over the shoulder of his foreman. "Let's go have a look at what we have done today. We may have ta do the work in the mornings, so the guys don't get hurt after having company. Remember what they told ya about goin' swimmin'? I expect 'em ta be back ta go skinny-dippin' about 4 or 4:30. At least 4 or 5 of 'em, an' maybe the whole lot of 'em.
They walked out in the site and looked at the work that had been done before lunch. MUCH more than he had realized had been accomplished. The brush had been cleared for at least twice what was needed, the excavation for the cellar was dug, and, as neat as he had EVER seen, the rebar was tied, and welded to perfection, ready to be put in place for the cementers to pour, and the pad for the foundation was leveled and packed. They stopped where Francis was leaned against one of the big mulberry trees that was being kept. There were 5 more of them, plus 4 HUGE paper shell pecan trees.
Francis looked up at them, a grin splitting his features. Carl and Wayne both took a knee beside him, then went ahead and sat smiling at him. Carl reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "Heard ya got somethin' NEW awhile ago. How was it?" The smile faded to a look of concern. "Ya gonna fire me, Carl?" He asked. Carl looked at him like he was slow in the head. "WHAT in blue blazes makes ya think I'm gonna FIRE ya, Son? Gettin a little nookie? I'd have ta fire every one here for THAT. Including me an' Wayne. NO!!! While you was fuckin' HER, I was fuckin' 'er Grandma. I don't know how the grand daughter was, YET!!! Grandma was a fantastic good shot o' leg!!! Fucked 'er twice in the pussy, and once in the ass. Wayne had ta help me get off the floor, and put my clothes on. Almost couldn't make it out o' th' door ta come out. I was jus wonderin if ya knew she was 3/4 Cherokee, an 1/4 Choctaw Indian. Ya got yer first squaw pussy. Grandma's full blood Cherokee. Mine was as good as it gets, and ya live ta talk about it. Pussy that good usually kills ya."
Visibly relieved, Francis rolled his eyes, and sighed, smiling. "I didn't know pussy THAT tight existed. I was used ta gittin pussy that ya had ta have a board across yer ass ta keep from fallin' inta it. A LONG BOARD!!!" All of them laughed at his joke. Wayne reached out to shake his hand. "Think we all had a few like that. Had a couple my own self." Francis reached out and took his hand, smiling. "Those ain't as bad as the ones we called "wolf bait. Ya wake up in the mornin' an see what ya spent the night fuckin', an' the first thing ya want is ta knaw yer arm off sos ya don't wake 'er up, gettin outa bed. They's the ones ya call OOOOGLY!!! Hunnerd times worse than just UGLY."
Carl looked at the young man. "I just wanted ta tell ya, tomorrow mornin', I want ya ta start learnin ta run the heavy equipment. When ya get goin good on it, we'll get ya trained on the backhoe and the side boomer. A 4 dollar an hour raise comes with it. MR. JACKSON!!! Is that okay with you?" Francis could hardly believe his ears. He was fighting NOT to show his emotion. "Thank You, Mr. Landis. I'll try to make ya proud o' me. I PROMISE!!!" Carl reached over and patted him on the back. "I know, Son. That's why I'm givin' ya the job. I know you'll do your best for me. Ya always do. Thank YOU, for making such a good hand. OH!!! BY the WAY!!! Don't turn down any of those others, either. Nobody is gonna bother ya for fuckin a white girl. I know that they ALL like a little (ahem) "color" in their lives, AND in their pussies. You gonna get more pussy from this crowd than you will believe. The tall red-head, and the Nurse BOTH love ta feel a dark love-muscle splittin em. DEEP, WIDE, an' OFTEN. Their Mama's told me ALL of 'em want the man ta cum inside their pussies, and all of 'em like it more than once or even twice at a time. Start eatin good, an' gettin plenty of rest. I think you'll need it."
Francis was almost beyond words. He longed to reach over and hug Carl, to show his appreciation. He, unlike many of his friends, KNEW who his Father was, and hated him. His father was always drunk, and enjoyed slapping him around as he was growing up. He had taken to the streets at the age of 11. From there it had got worse. He was witness to at least 4 murders, and had forcibly taken girls several times. A couple by himself, but many more as part of a gang initiation. He had a "sheet" that included almost any crime that anyone could imagine. When he was 15 his Uncle had brought him to this area, and told him that he had 2 choices. He could grow up and act like a man, instead of an a****l, get an education, and look for work, or he (the Uncle) was going to take him out on his own. He fully understood what his Uncle meant when he said "take him out." He would just disappear.
He had secured a job in a packing house where he worked during the day, and took GED classes at night. His teachers had been surprised at how intelligent he was, and offered to help him get into a college or trade school if he wanted. He had a few days later, seen a job listing for a roustabout, and phone number, on a newspaper that was caught on the leg of a park bench. He had used his last quarter to call the number, and had been told that the next day, AFTER work, to come to an address for an interview.
It was the first time he had ever seen Mr. Landis, Carl, and they talked for over an hour. Luckily, he had finished his GED classes the month before, and was waiting for his final exams, to get his diploma. He was to be tested the night after. Mr Landis had called the foreman at the packing plant and talked to him, the next morning. The foreman had come out a few minutes before quitting time, and told him to turn in his equipment. He wouldn't be needing them any more. He took his few things and went to the office and saw nearly all the others on the shift waiting for him. The foreman handed him a check for his pay period, along with a healthy bonus, for never missing a day at work. They had genuinely shook hands with him, and few had hugged or kissed him, and wished him the best on his new job. It was the first he had heard of it. The Manager had told him that Mr. Landis had asked for him, BY NAME, and was giving him a job at a little over 3 dollars an hour MORE than he was making here. He had tried to work his own butt off for Mr. Landis, and it was paying off in his second year of working for him. He, with the raise, would be making almost 20 dollars an hour. Not bad for a street k** from St. Louis. He was just 20 years old.
Carl and Wayne went around the site and told everyone to get ready to call it a day. They would use the excavator to put the rebar in the hole, and stake it out, in the morning. Everybody was wondering what ELSE they would do tomorrow. Today had raised everyone's expectations. They were all standing next to the 4 trucks to go in, and heard a tractor coming up the lane. NO ONE was disappointed at what they saw. The lady that had way laid Wayne was driving an old Farmall tractor with the tricycle wheels on it, and pulling a cotton trailer full of people. ALL of them were NAKED!!! Another tractor, a new John Deere, was pulling a flat trailer, with a load as large as the first, of EQUALLY naked people. A Sheriff's Deputy Blazer was right behind them. HE had HIS clothes on, but, the lady WITH him, DIDN'T. As they passed, the men saw why the cotton trailer was being used, There was a boy and girl, wearing life vests,and nothing else, and 5 other babies in the high walled trailer. They pulled to a stop next to the truck, and the lady driving, she was named Betty, called to them. "Ain't time ta go home, yet. We need some life guards. Anybody intersted?" Carl shook his head and told them, "Get in. We'll foller 'em down ta th' swimmin'; hole." A burst of energy hit one and all. All Francis saw was the tall lady crooking her finger to him in beck, a bright smile lighting her beautiful features. She was riding the flat wagon, and he sat on the edge, lifting his legs to roll aboard. He had started to turn but was stopped by a pair of soft arms around his body, warm lips pressing insistently to his, and the feel of two soft breasts pressing against his chest. "Hello, Sweetheart. I've missed my Honey this afternoon. Hope ya got rested, since. I want MORE o' what ya gimme awhile ago. I'm drippin I'm so hot from thinkin about whatcha done ta me. I don't think I can get enough of ya." She pressed her lips tightly to his, before he could speak. He faintly heard someone yell. "Ya got yer EMT kit, Cathy. Got a man over here gonna need help in a little bit." A feminine voice answered, 'He'll need more than that if I get MY hands on 'im." Essie raised enough to yell back. "Uh UH!!! He's ALL mine. tonight. Find your own." This time Francis couldn't hold his emotion. Tears crept down his cheeks. He felt a rough hand on his shoulders. He looked to see and older man behind him. "Welcome to the family, Son. I'm your new Grandad. Levi. The Great Spirit has smiled down on us, and brought you to our family. You'll get to know all of us soon."
There was a slight jerk as the tractor pulled in the slack on the trailer tongue. He was wrapped inside the softest thing he could remember. Essie had hardly stopped kissing him, and had him in a total embrace. It was the most wonderful feeling of his life. He was hoping it wasn't a dream that he would wake up from.
It took a few minutes to reach the big pond. Another lady, that looked like a sister to Essie, and just as naked, and 2 BIG men came over and shook hands first, then hugged an kissed him on the cheeks. The lady kissed him on the LIPS. "We're Essie's Mom and Dad, Nola,and Chris, and her younger brother, Bruce. NOW I see why she was so much in a hurry to come back out here. Remember Sweetie! Ya gotta share with Mama, too. Good LORD!!! Such a handsome young man." Essie looked at her Mother. "I'll bet HE can give us all the babies we could EVER want." Chris looked at him. "Looks like the kind to go bear huntin with a willow switch, to me. The older lady that had been in the office so long stepped over. "See, Honey. Granny's not gonna give her baby girl any bad directions." She turned to Francis. 'Grandad already give ya HIS welcome. I'm yer new Granny. Welcome to our family. After ya get enough pussy from Essie an' Nola, come see me, an I'll teach ya how a woman should fuck. Jus' promise NOT ta throw rocks at em, cause they ain't as good as me."
Francis was trying to figure out if he was on the butt end of a joke, when the other two of the girls that had brought the coffee and donuts this morning, came over leading a willowy lady, with long dark brown, maybe even black, hair down to her shoulder blades. She smiled as she kissed him, again on the lips, and THIS time, he felt tongue. "HI!!! I'm Cathy. I'm the nurse they spoke of, if Essie didn't speak with forked tongue, as her Grandad says. I can tell you're wondering if you're on the dirty end of the stick, for a sick joke. YOU'RE NOT!!! YOU'RE AS WELCOME AS YOU CAN BE. WHEN YOU GET AROUND TO IT, WE'LL ALL SHOW YOU HOW WELCOME YOU REALLY ARE. None of us will deny you anything you want from us, as long as it doesn't hurt. Believe it or not. You're the answer, we HOPE, to our prayers. We will try to be the answer to YOUR prayers. We plan to show you every day, and every night, how much we love you. Go have some fun with your lady love now. The rest of us will wait on YOUR pleasure. SCOOT!!!"
Essie took his hand and led him to a secluded place a few yards into the trees. "I almost couldn't wait. I want you so much." Her arms went around him, her head laying on his chest. "Now I know what Bruce and Annie, Royce and Robbie, and Ricky and Sue, found. It was like a warm wave of emotion washes across your body, and soul. It makes you feel like nothing in the universe could ever go wrong. It feels like you're overflowing with love, and want everybody you see to share it with you. It's like YOUR soul reached out and took MY soul by the hand and told it, Come and be mine."
For the first time in many years, Francis wept. He was feeling the same things, except he DIDN'T know how to put it into words. NOW!!! HE KNEW!!! He clung to her as he had never done another person in his life. He lifted her chin and kissed her with all the love he was feeling. "I LOVE YOU, MY TINY PRINCESS!!! YOU ARE MY LIFE, NOW. WHEN YOU GO, I'LL DIE!!!
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