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Wolf Mountain, Home Improvements It had been six days since the welcome party and people kept dropping by from time to time. Always bringing some gift or something to welcome her to the Clan. As a result she now had her own start of an herb garden, many of the little plants she was told actually helped the effects of a hangover. Some were cold remedies, others had healing properties. She asked Jake about the four rows of corn that he was growing in the little clearing beside the house. She was curious now because he was getting ready to plant four more with the first four only just beginning to make ears. "It's custom," he explained. "One row we'll eat as it gets ready, one we'll put back for winter. But two we'll donate to the Still." "You mean for making the Spring Water?" she asked. "Yes everyone donates, so everyone gets a cut," he told her. "How much do they get for selling it?" she asked. "Oh no, we never ever sell it. That's why we don't worry about the ATF, (Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms). Legally each family is allowed two gallons of 'Shine' per adult a year, so long as they don't sell it. We have our own Still operator. He keeps track of how much everyone gets." Then he looked at her, his face turning serious. "It isn't just for drinking. It fights infections, sterilizes things used by the Midwives and even acts as a sedative." She sat and thought about that realizing that the families had lived here for generations without modern medicines. Jake was watching her carry the dishes outside to the wash tub and got an idea. "Layla, how about we start a few improvements to make it easier this winter?" he asked. He'd not needed anything like he was now planning because, well because he lived here alone. "Like what Jake?" She was curious now. "How about a kitchen sink with running water." He winked. "Maybe a shower?" "That would be nice, but I don't want to go against traditions," she said. He grinned at her before saying, "We'll need to get you an ATV of your own so you can help haul the things we'll need." He opened the floor boards and got out some of their combined cash. The trip down the mountain was another lesson in how to find her way home. Of course he had her driving again to make it easier for her to remember. On the way they ran into Cousin Caleb on his ATV with a bundle of skins. "Where you headed Jake?" he asked. "To get Layla her own ATV and then the Hardware Store," answered Jake. "What about you?" "Pa wants another box of nails and Jeffrey needs more Yeast," he answered. Caleb like Jake had gone off to join the Army, but Caleb had only been gone four years. Both had been seventeen when they enlisted together. "You still chasin after that girl at the town library?" asked Jake. Then he saw the sheepish look in his cousin's eyes. That was the real reason for Caleb going down the mountain, to see the librarian. "You know they won't buy those hides, don't you?" asked Jake. "Yeah but Misty doesn't mind keeping them in her garage until this fall when they're in season again." No one had ever met the mysterious Misty Fawn, Caleb's supposed Librarian girlfriend. Jake knew he'd never been in the library, but he had a few paperback books that he'd brought home to the women who tried to teach everyone to read. "A Library? Like where I could get some books on herbs and edible plants and things?" asked Layla. "They have a book store, we'll just go buy you the books so you don't have to return them. Besides you need a card to use the library," said Jake as they passed the patrol car sitting at the edge of town. They stopped at a four way and Caleb said he was going to drop the pelts off at Misty's then meet them at the hardware store. The cop followed them all the way to the ATV dealership. Then as they got off to start looking at the ones sitting out front the officer stepped over to talk to Jake. "Hey Jake, how they hangin?" "Still right where they're supposed to be. Layla, I'd like you to meet Frank, Frank this is Layla," he introduced them. "He's pretty decent for a lowlander." "Don't remind me Jake. I still kick myself in the ass for leavin the mountain," said Frank. "By the way, we got a BOLO out for a Layla Pearson." He saw the startled look in her eyes. "Who's lookin for her?" asked Jake. "The State Patrol. Couple of kids running the ditches found her car off the side. They ran the plates and keep trying to get the Sheriff to send a patrol up the mountain to ask around," explained Frank. "We'll be by the station after we're done here. She isn't missing, she's going to be my wife." Frank left and they continued to shop around the lot. They found her one that had a good wheel base, plenty of power and a front and rear cargo basket. Then as they were inside getting ready to buy it she spotted the rectangle solar chargers to keep the batteries charged up. Jake knew what she was thinking about and they actually bought four of them and two of the utility trailers to tow behind them. It was only four blocks to the station and Layla showed her ID and filled out the reports to make the state happy. "So you're really happy living up there like some hermit?" asked the Sheriff. "They aren't forcing you to stay are they?" "I am staying there of my own free will. They're the first decent people I ever met," she answered. They left there, headed for the Hardware store. But then stopped at the book store when they saw Caleb's ATV outside. He was busy talking to the woman that ran the place and didn't notice them as they entered. Layla found several books she wanted on medicinal herbs and edible plants. Then as they were approaching the counter they heard Caleb say, "Please come and meet my folks Misty. I won't let anyone hurt you. You can even meet Layla." "I don't know Caleb, are you sure they'd accept me? I mean you know what I mean. I've got a pretty good thing here, and they've even stopped treating me like a freak all the time." "If by a pretty good thing you mean going out of business and no electricity at your place," he let it drop. "I don't need electricity, just a roof over my head," she said when he didn't finish. "Ma'am," Layla interrupted. "I'd like to buy these. Hi Caleb," she said. "Oh, Layla. I was just," he began. Layla recognized another Transgirl when she saw her. "Hi, I'm Layla," they shook hands. A look of recognition passing between them. "You should come to the wedding next week with Caleb." "Oh, who's getting married?" asked Misty. "We are," she wrapped her arms around Jakes arm. "You're, I mean he knows all about you? And he accepts you?" "He saved my life. And yes, they all do," answered Layla. Layla hadn't missed the fact that everything in the store was half off, or the going out of business sign in the window. "I've got my own place," urged Caleb. "You can try it for a while and see if you like it. Please." "We'll talk about it," she said to Caleb. "Over lunch. I'm buying," he offered. "I already owe you so much," she protested. He'd been helping pay her rent and the utilities at the store for the last six months. "I insist," Jake jumped into the conversation. She closed up the shop and rode behind Caleb. After lunch though she was still with him as we stopped at the hardware store. I guess Jake had really been thinking a lot about this. He got a sink and faucet, about forty feet of PVC pipe, all the connectors and shut off valves, nails and a new hammer for me. After getting the things his dad wanted Caleb was going to take Misty home. Our next stop was the WalMart store where we stocked up on a few canned goods, he bought a little propane camping stove and a water heater and shower fixture. And then a beginner's compound bow and extra arrows for me. Then he added a dozen hunting arrows for his own bow that was strapped to his handle bars. We were getting ready to head home when Caleb with Misty behind him caught up to us. There were two large Duffels stacked behind in the cargo rack. And Caleb was grinning like the cat that stole the cream. We stopped at a gas station and filled up then Jake and Caleb both filled four five gallon cans which we insisted on carrying in our trailers. As we started out of town on the highway two pickups cut us off and the Rednecks got out with baseball bats. "Where you goin to Misty?" demanded one. "This Wolf Clan Mountain trash forcing you to go up the mountain with him?" asked another. "You might want to know that little miss Misty here has a Dick," one was close enough to reach for her. Instead Caleb's arm shot out like a striking snake as the guy tried to pull away screaming in pain, Caleb's belt knife sticking through his hand. But Caleb wasn't letting go. And the others started forward. "I'd back off if I were you boys," growled Jake. Turning my head I saw he had his bow drawn, three more arrows held in the fingers of his left hand ready. The sudden yelp of a siren got everyone's attention as the police cruiser pulled up behind us. "Caleb, if you'll pull your knife out I think these boys will take Billy to the hospital." "And don't think I wasn't close enough to see he was protectin Miss Fawn." As they got their friend in their trucks they took off. Then as Frank was assuring Misty that he'd look out for her store and her place the sound of a dozen ATVs could be heard coming out of the trees. "Frank, you holding these kin folks for some reason?" asked the one in the lead. "No Dad, I was making sure Caleb and Misty didn't run into trouble getting home," answered Frank. "Mother Debra wants to see you. And your sister Abby wants you to come for her birthday." I now recognized the man, Ethan Wolf. He was Mother Debra's oldest son. "Can I come tomorrow? And can I bring Sherry, Little Frank and Sara with me?" "Sure, but you might want to plan to stay a few days if you sip any Spring Water," grinned Ethan. After Frank left Jake asked, "Uncle Ethan what does Grandma want with Frank?" "Come on boys, let's be sure they get home safe," answered Ethan without answering the question. It was clear, either he didn't know or he wasn't saying. At Caleb's trail turn off we paused long enough for Ethan to say, "You two go on home, but meet us at Jakes in an hour." At the house they helped us unload everything, then Ethan let the shoe drop. "I figure you're gonna need enough lumber to add on a couple of rooms, right?" "Yes that's the plan," confirmed Jake. Then he began telling them what he planned to do to the place. "Mikey, you get all that?" asked Ethan. "Sure did. Don't worry Jake, we got the lumber. You just tell us when you want it, we'll help you haul it in," answered Mikey. They heard the sound of a pair of ATVs coming around the hillside. Then spotted Caleb out front with Misty behind him. Caleb's Dad was following them on the second ATV. "Come on you two, you don't want to miss this welcome party." Misty still looked a bit unsure, but at least she was here. The main bunch took off ahead of us. Then Jake said, "Layla, let's get your bow set up." It had been in a travel case in the back cargo rack. As she took it out, Jake began talking her through the process of getting it set up. "Will I be expected to learn how to use one of those?" asked Misty. "Not unless you want to," both Jake and Caleb assured her. "Now these are your practice arrows," said Jake as he clipped a holder with half a dozen already in it to the side of the bow. "They're also good for rabbits and squirrels." He took out another one that had six Broad heads like were in his. He clipped it in place behind her seat. "We'll take advantage of the practice range while we're up at the Big House, to get your sights set." They had a nice practice area set up where a lot men bet on their archery skills, another place was set up for knife and axe throwing. The one thing she hadn't seen was a rifle or handgun range, they all preferred bows since they could easily make their own arrows. Plus arrows were 100% reusable. She'd watch Jake with his bow and asked if he'd teach her. He'd had her practicing for twenty minutes every day, just pulling the string back, holding it for ten to thirty seconds then easing it back. She had no idea how much it actually took to pull it, but the big advantage of a Compound over a conventional bow was that you could hold one drawn with a lot less effort. She was now able to draw it with relative ease. Of course the one he'd helped her pick out had a little less draw weight to it. Before they took off he grabbed his own practice arrows from the house. Layla was getting better at shifting gears and gauging the right amount of throttle. She was also learning to spot the trail markers for herself, and only had to back track three times before they reached the Gathering at the Clan house. They parked the ATVs in the tree line beside the trail along with dozens of others. Then Layla followed Jake in taking her Bow with them. "Caleb, we'll go on ahead," said Jake. "Jake, Layla," everyone greeted us. "Jake, is Frank really going to come for my birthday?" asked a very excited Abby. "He said he would be here tomorrow," promised Jake. "Have you met Misty? I mean she's really a real person?" giggled Tiffany, Jakes niece. "Jacob, Layla, welcome back," said Mother Debra from the top of the stairs. "Layla, are you learning the bow?" she seemed to have a twinkle in her eyes. "Yes Mom, Mother Debra," Layla answered. "It's alright, you can call me Momma." she turned and reached inside the door then came out with an ancient looking recurve bow. She leaned it against the railing then her smile brightened even more. "Children, clear the path," she said as Caleb led Misty by the hand toward the stairs. When he stopped at the foot she said, "Come on, I won't bite. We've been waiting for you for a long time child." After they'd talked a bit Mother Debra held up her hand. "Everyone welcome my newest daughter, Misty Wolf among us." "Caroline, will you introduce your daughter inlaw to everyone," she asked Caleb's Mother. Then she picked up her bow and descended the stairs towards Layla and Jake. "That looks to be a fine bow," she said. "Would you care to practice with me?" "Thank you M, Momma," she felt a real thrill run through her at being able to call someone here Momma. She guessed that she and Misty were Sisters in more than one way now. Several people stepped aside as they followed Mother Debra into the bow range. Then stood patiently encouraging Layla as both Jake and Debra began coaching her. Of course the first three Arrows went wide of the target. Then Mother Debra said, "Draw and hold your Arrow, but do not release it until I release my own." then she drew one back to the head and held it. "Breath slow and steady, hold it, feel for the arrow, see the target," she instructed. "Breath steady, in, and out. Align the head to the center of the target. In, and out," as she said out she released and Layla released, surprised when her arrow hit the target close to center. Debra stepped quickly behind Layla as Jake held his hand out over her shoulder, his fingers extended up, then he slowly dropped one then two. Reaching forward with his other hand he gave the center sight peg two full twists, then adjusted the peg tree up half a twist. "Now try it again," he encouraged her. "Half a pint says she misses the whole target," mumbled someone behind them. "Close out everyone else," said Debra beside her as she drew her next arrow. She was waiting for Mother Debra to do the same. "Just feel for it, and let it go." The string slipped off her finger tips, the arrow flying to hit just left of the center ring. "Very good," both Debra and Jake encouraged her. "One more time," said Jake after making yet another smaller adjustment. She saw the stern look in Debra's eyes as the men and boys behind them continued to joke and banter about her shooting. But she was determined to not let it get to her. Her last arrow hit almost dead center. She'd released just as a group burst out in laughter. "Darrek," called out Mother Debra. "Retrieve the arrows," she commanded of the one making the most fun. He rushed to the target and began plucking the arrows out. As he reached for one of hers, her movements were a blur of speed as she drew and released an arrow pinning his shirt sleeve to the target. Layla gasped in shock. "How many times have you all been warned about making fun of someone who is just learning a skill?" no one answered. "Remember to be respectful. Robert Wolf, would you care to match arrows with me?" "Mother?" he mumbled. "Three shots each, one uncut gallon to the winner," she said. Suddenly they all had somewhere else to be. "Layla, shall we practice your skills?" Rebecca, one of her granddaughters brought two large plastic trash cans filled with practice arrows, as they were putting their own back in the quivers. By the time they were finished Layla was fairly consistent in hitting around the edges if not within the four inch center. "When you are able to keep them all within the circle," announced Jake, "You can start hunting with me." As they walked back to where the singing and dancing had begun Debra made her proposal. "Layla, I would like for you and Misty to join Rebecca in teaching the younger children to read." At Layla's silence she added, "Only one day a week. Say Wednesday's, and Misty could take Fridays. That will leave Rebecca with Mondays and you won't lose all of your free time with Jacob." It sounded great, I was already being included as a valuable member of the Clan. Of course she'd be coming up here every Wednesday to help teach, but she wanted to discuss it with Jake first. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ We stayed much later than last time, and I was sure it was because I hadn't gotten myself plastered on Spring Water. I was watching Misty as she barely sipped hers. Either it was cut a lot thinner than mine had been or the girl had been getting some from Caleb all along. She was twenty six, and like Jake, Caleb was twenty eight. Of course the more Layla drank the less inhibited she became. Looking around She realized that her new family was just as uninhibited if not more so than any place she'd ever heard about. Once the younger kids had gone to bed, the older teens and adults were actually engaging in open sex as the party continued around them. One young girl was the center of a gangbang, while one guy had two girls on him at the same time. The older one was obviously pregnant. "That's Elijah and those two are his wives," Jake said. The oldest of the pair was about thirty something and the younger was maybe sixteen or seventeen. And they definitely were enjoying each other just as much as their husband. Not everyone was having sex, but those who weren't were acting as if it was normal. No one seemed to be paying them any attention. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Layla: For some reason though, watching Rachel and Ginger's bisexual activities had turned me on. Yes I finally admitted to myself, the few purely lesbian encounters I'd had at the Wilder Institute, had been enjoyable. That was because at no time was I ever expected or asked to perform as a guy. Sure they'd given me head, calling my cock a clitty and I'd enjoyed it. But at no time did they want me to fuck them with it. I felt Jake holding me close from behind, his stiff throbbing cock pressed against my ass. Lifting my head I turned to kiss his lips as my hand reached back working at his belt. I was stroking it in my hand and breathed, "Fuck me." "You need to get it wet first," he groaned into my ear. Twisting around in his arms I sank to my knees taking him between my hungry lips. The light buzz from the Spring Water had my own inhibitions down as I began to work him deeper and deeper into my throat. When I felt it was wet enough I stood up and turned around to lean across the seat of my ATV, flipping my skirt up in back. I was ready for it, the gentle, momentary pain as he slammed his cock into me from behind. All the while watching Elijah as he fucked Ginger from behind while she had her face buried in Rachel's sopping wet, pregnant pussy. I was so wrapped up in watching and enjoying Jakes hard cock that I didn't notice her until she stepped in front of me. She didn't ask first, she just grabbed my hair and pulled my face between her swollen, naked young breasts. I hesitated only long enough to see if Jake was going to protest before I began sucking her stiff nipples, squeezing her fleshy mounds. Suddenly I was startled as breast milk began to flow. The girl guided one of my hands down over her slightly swollen tummy to her naked pussy beneath her own very short skirt. It was too dark here in the shadows to see her face clearly. But I was sure this was someone I hadn't met. She also seemed to be much younger. I felt myself going over the edge as I began to cum. Then I felt her quivering moments before her own pussy cream flowed out over my hand. Her soft restrained squeals made her sound like she was barely a teenager though. Suddenly she dropped down in front of me her lips kissing mine. "Can, can I fuck him too?" she asked and I could hear the hungry desire in her quivering voice. I don't know why, but I pulled her into a hug. "If, if Jake wants to," I panted. I was wondering where her husband or boyfriend was, hoping that I wouldn't now be expected to fuck him too. "Are you sure about this?" Jake asked in my ear. I just whimpered out a, "yes Jake." Then straightened up, pulling her over the top of my ATV to my side with Jake. In the moon light I caught her face and almost gasped seeing how young she was. Then I pulled her down next to me. "You have to say hello first," I blushed as I guided her lips to his cock head. She wasn't very experienced, and I found myself teaching her as we traded his cock back and forth before he finally lifted her to the seat of the ATV. Jake pulled me into it as well, and we both sucked on her nipples as he carefully inched gently into her. I felt her hand as she finally found my clitty. Saw the almost shocked look in her eyes before she began stroking me, sucking on my own tits while Jake fucked her to another orgasm. When he pulled out we both knelt and finished him off, sharing his cum between us. We were getting our clothes back in order when Rebecca stepped up next to the ATVs. "Mother Debra wants a word with you three." Now I was scared as I finally got to see the girl in the soft moonlight. "H how old are you?" I finally asked the one question I could think of. "Layla, Dew Drop is fifteen," answered Jake. That's right I remembered, the teens here usually became sexually active at fourteen I reminded myself as we followed Rebecca toward the big house. People only paused to take note as we passed. "Jake, Layla," began Mother Debra. "I noticed you sharing with Dew Drop. If you accept her into your home, and she accepts being part of your household, she will no longer be considered an Outsider," announced the Clan Mother. She'd remained an Outsider because she refused to tell anyone where she'd come from, or why. Of course she'd taken to sleeping with the single men trying to earn a place, but still without knowing if someone was going to come looking for her, no one wanted to make it permanent. Now she was pregnant, but no one wanted to claim her child. "She needs a home, a roof over her head and a place to have her child," said Jake. "She needs to become a responsible member of the Clan." "I'll help you teach her Jake," I promised still unsure just how these things worked myself. Of course she probably knew more about Clan life than I did. "Then take her home and teach her your own household rules," smiled Debra. I was trying to figure out how she got a name like Dew Drop, it sounded Indian to me. But her features were more Oriental, what people would call Amerasian. On the way back she rode behind me, Jake following us. When she lay her head on my back it wasn't long before I felt her tears soaking into my shirt. She was a flurry of activity the moment she entered the house. She was cleaning and putting things away. "Hey, slow down," I said. "We need a good night's sleep. Then we'll start out fresh in the morning." "B but if I'm not part of a family they are going to make me leave with the sheriff tomorrow, Gretchen said so." I looked at Jake in shock. He shook his head no. "She is pregnant with child of the Wolf Clan, she would never be sent away like that." "Dew Drop, when did she tell you that?" he asked. "When the party started," she confirmed. "Do you know who this one's father is?" he asked and I could see he had his suspicions. "Liam or maybe Cody's I think," she answered. "Two of Gretchen's many flings," he snorted. "Did you have hopes of them marrying you?" "N no they, they just used me to make her jealous. But they paid me in food." She looked sad that she'd given herself to them just for food. "Jake, it's my turn now," I said. "Dew Drop, you will never be expected to do things here just for food and a warm place to sleep. But if you stay, I expect you to only give yourself to us. Can you do that?" "Really? You want to own me?" I could see the hope and excitement there. "We want you here, but not as a slave. You and I will share Jake together," I told her. Hoping that I wouldn't find myself getting jealous because she could give him children where I couldn't. "C can I change my name?" she asked. "What would you like to be called?" asked Jake. "Honey Dew?" he winked and I saw a bit of light in her eyes. "She was discovered last year eating Honey Dews in someone's garden," he explained. Then I started to chuckle, we had a full twenty foot row of Honey Dew melons growing along the spring barrel outlet to the garden. "Do you like Honey Dew?" I asked. "We could call you Honey for short." Her answer came in the form of a strangling tight hug, complete with tears and a, "Yes, thank you." "Now that you know we are not going to let anyone send you away, will you please tell us where you came from?" asked Jake. At her hesitance I told her where I'd come from first. She'd run away from abusive parents. Her mother was Korean, her father American. But her mother also cheated on her father which made things even worse. But she hadn't run all that far, they'd only lived two counties away. "Layla, Honey, if they'd filed a missing person report, Frank would have notified us up here to watch for her. And since he never said anything, then no one is looking for you," he assured Honey. Jake was lying in bed with us when she asked, "Does it always feel that good when you and Jake fuck?" "Yes Honey it always feels that good, sometimes even better," I answered. "I never had anyone make me feel like that before, ever." She was quiet a moment then asked, "Can you teach me how to, you know do it in my butt like you do? It always hurt when the other guys did it to me that way." She had two sets of arms holding her tightly now. "Jake was the first one to actually 'make love' to me," I told her. "That's the difference, if they loved you they would want you to really enjoy it too." "And I will never do anything to hurt either of you," promised Jake. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Honey Dew: I woke up in a soft bed, half frightened because I was alone. Then I heard the voices across the room. "Should I wake her up?" asked Layla. "She's been asleep a long time." "No let her rest," said Jake. "This is probably the safest she's felt in a long time. And with her being pregnant she needs the time to recuperate." "Well I'll make sure she eats. But I would feel better if she lays off the Spring Water until after the baby's born," Layla said. "I'll talk to her about it, you've seen how it affected those who were born under its influence. I want both of our child's Mommas to be healthy." "Do you really think she'd let me be a mommy with her?" she heard Layla ask. "I'm sure that she will enjoy having your help," assured Jake. "I'll be outside getting things ready to start the additions." She heard them kissing, and then Jake going outside. Carefully I got out of bed, my head didn't hurt. I'd not really had but a few sips of Spring Water. But I was still surprised at how long I'd slept. "Layla," I called quietly as I looked under the bed for a bed pan. "Where's the potty pail?" "Oh, you're awake," giggled Layla. "We have an outhouse," she said. Jake is going to build us a proper bedroom with a door that opens up closer so you don't have to go out and around to the side." "It's over there," she pointed to where a little outhouse stood by itself. "Thank you," we shared a quick hug as I hurried to the outhouse. When I came out Layla was carrying in the bundle from the cargo rack of her ATV and I almost panicked. It was everything I owned all wrapped up in my only other set of clothes. "I guess these are yours," she handed them to me. "Come on let's get you fed then we'll go to the creek and take a bath together." "Oh, I'll need to wash my clothes, these are all dirty," I told her. "In that case we'll see if there is anything of mine that fits. Then we can see if Jake will make a run with us to get you some new things. You really need to wear pantys and bras in your condition." I was about to protest when Jake stepped around the corner. "Hi there Sweetheart. Did you sleep well?" "Yes Jake, thank you both for wanting me," I said. "Then you better hurry and eat. Then you two can help me mark out the extra room before we go to the creak to bathe," said Jake. "Extra room?" "Well yeah, a bedroom, bathroom and the baby's room. Oh and the kitchen," he grinned. "You're going to love having indoor plumbing." He'd been busy measuring and staking everything off. "What are those for?" I asked seeing the markers stretching uphill alongside the half inch PVC pipe that ran from the natural spring to the plastic 55 gallon barrels. Beside the cabin. "That's where our fresh water comes from, right Jake?" commented Layla. "And we're even going to have hot water too." "You mean we won't have to carry it from the spring?" I asked. "No but you want to remember that its gravity fed. So there won't be a whole lot of pressure." "I can live with that, right Layla?" "As long as we have water in the house," she laughed leading me into the house to eat.