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Gloria got up the next morning, and went into Susan's room, to see her and Maria laying on the bed, covers at their feet, completely naked, and smiling. It was immediately evident that they had made each other as happy as two women could make themselves. Both were visions of satisfied females, and were even lovelier for it. Gloria was going to share with Susan what her Dad had made her feel, but it was also apparent that she had been made to feel the same by her Mom. She went back out of the door, closing it quietly, and going to her own room. It was only 4:30 in the morning. MUCH earlier than she usually got out of bed, but today was special. SHE was feeling special. Floyd, Maria, and the other of her new friends had made her see her true worth. Both as a woman, AND as a person. It had filled her with hope for her future, and given her a new outlook on her life. She was already making plans for the day.

She went into the shower, and scrubbed herself until her skin was glowing pink, under the slight tan, and tingling with more than the afterglow of the previous night. She found the things she was wanting, and douched herself carefully, and dressed, instead of just throwing on her clothes. She had a pair of cut off blue jeans, that showed a bit more cheek than she normally wore, and pulled them on, then went to a drawer and took out a midi-blouse she had saved. Many things she had left behind when she left home, but, luckily, NOT this blouse. It went around her tummy, and tied with long tails, just barely under her breasts. She tied it loosely, and left the two top buttons undone. She stepped back to look at herself in the mirror on the dresser, and smiled at what she saw. She had cut her hair in a self-styled pixie cut, and HADN'T done such a bad job of it, It was almost what could be called a shag cut, with the uneven cut of her hair. She smiled and stuck her tongue out at the reflection. She pulled out a pair of heavy socks and put them on. With her lace up boots, she would have the picture she wanted to present.

She went down the hall and through the living room to the kitchen. Like many of the homes she had seen, they had a family table in the kitchen, for everyday meals, and a larger table in the dining room, for gatherings and parties. The kitchen table was covered in an old-fashioned checkered oilcloth type table cloth, and the dining room table had one that was white linen, with lace edging. The table in the kitchen would seat six or seven, if crowded a little, and the one in the dining room would hold at least twelve people, or, even, possibly, more.

She went to the counter and took out a bowl and mixed up some biscuits, and rolled them out, cutting, and placing them on a pan, to cook. Maria had shown her where everything could be found that first night here. She went back to the icebox, and took out a gallon jug of milk. She set it on the counter, and took out a very large frying pan, and poured some bacon drippings in it, and adding the flour, salt, and pepper, stirring it carefully, so as to not let it scorch, or stick, and getting all the lumps out of it. When it looked ready to her, she poured the pan full of the milk, and stirred it gently, so it wouldn't make a mess. A few minutes of stirring the mixture, and it began to thicken. She stuck the spoon to her tongue and added a little more pepper. THERE!!! That was what she wanted. She peeked into the oven and checked the biscuits, A nice aroma drifted out to her. She had loved to cook, before she left home, and it was reawakening. She took the now empty frying pan, and put in two packages of bacon to fry, and when it finished cooking, she cut a whole two pound roll of sausage and set it to cooking. She glanced down to the end of the counter, and saw a toaster, and two loaves of bread. She had another idea come to her.

She turned the sausage over and opened the first loaf of bread. She took out enough for eight sandwiches, and put four pieces of the bread in the toaster, and went to the icebox, and took out a jar of sandwich spread, and a package of cheese. She checked the sausage, and started putting the spread on the toast. She stopped long enough to put the now cooked sausage on a platter, and set it to the side. She smiled at how the hot grease from the bacon and sausage would make the eggs taste. She cracked eggs into the still hot grease and busted the yolks, and spreading them around, She had one of the pieces of bread already prepared for each sandwich, and turned the cooked eggs over, and started putting them on the pieces of toast. She added four strips of bacon, and two pieces of cheese to each sandwich. Now the rest of the bread was toasted, and she added the spread to them, too. She cut each sandwich in half and wrapped them in paper napkins, and put them in plastic baggies. Now she had their lunches ready for Floyd, Maria, and herself. She put a tiny it more of the bacon drippings in the pan, and broke more eggs into it.

She took down plates, and got the flatware, and set the table. She went ahead and put coffee on to cook, because it didn't take that long, and started putting the other things on the table. She had just taken the biscuits out of the oven, and felt a hand on her back. She turned her head to see Maria's smiling face. "My, Oh MY!!! You're gonna make me get lazy. Cookin' for me like that. Althea used to do it sometimes, and Susan helps out, but they very seldom had EVERYTHING cooked when I came in. THANK YOU!!! I REALLY APPRECIATE THIS!!!" She punctuated her remarks with several kisses. She reached into the cabinet, and got out three cups, and four glasses. "Susan very seldom drinks coffee. Floyd and I are fiends, though." She turned and saw the pile of sandwiches. "MY LORD!!! You even fixed our lunches!! What did you make?" Gloria smiled and told her, "Bacon, egg, and cheese sandwiches. Is that okay?" Maria shook her head in wonder. "You're gonna spoil Floyd. He loves them. He usually settles for Spam, and tomatoes. If he's lucky, a bag of chips to go with it. If he's REAL lucky, a pickle or two." Both women started laughing.

Floyd came in and stood watching the two women. "Do I need to worry, or did something else put you two in such a good mood?" Both went over to him, and kissed him. Maria looked at him. "Good Morning, Sweetheart. You've got a surprise, today." Gloria went behind her and kissed him the same as she had the night before. "THANK YOU, for what you did with, and to, me last night. You were wonderful!"

Susan had come in right behind her Dad. "We saw!!! He turned you every which way, but loose. Mom and I, BOTH, had some fun after we watched YOU two. Almost made ME jealous. Daddy never made me kick up my heels the way he did YOU. What's for breakfast?" She reached up and took four smaller glasses out of the cabinet. "Need these for some juice." She took a container out of the icebox, and poured the glasses full. Gloria took over to cook the eggs for their breakfast. Over easy for all of them.

Floyd took three of the biscuits, broke them in half and ladled the gravy over them, cutting a piece of one of the biscuits with his fork. He popped it into his mouth and started chewing. "This gravy is wonderful. Little different, but REAL good." Maria looked at Gloria. "I added a little onion powder to it. And put in a touch of pepper." They were much busier than usual that morning. All loved Gloria's addition.

When they finished, the three adults got their things to go to work, leaving the clean up to Susan.

They went straight to the work site, and parked next to the bulldozers. All of them were running. Francis always came first, and started them up, to get them ready for the days work. Tony greeted Gloria with a pat on the shoulder, and a big smile. Francis gave her a kiss on the cheek. Just like he did Maria. Maria always asked after Essie, Levi, and the rest of the family, and was told that they were all fine. They had started putting a baby barrier at the head of the stairs so he wouldn't fall and get hurt. He was like a sprinter, even though he was just crawling. If he was downstairs, they blocked the stairs completely.

The way Gloria was dressed, this morning, wasn't lost on any of them. Especially Tony. He stood back and admired her looks more than he usually did. She saw him looking her up and down, and went over to him. "WELL? What do you think?" He shook his head, and answered. "You look like a dream. You should do this more often. Those legs should NEVER be hid by bluejeans. They're fantastic. Go all the way up to your ass." She laughed at his remark, even if she HAD heard it before. She was wanting him to take notice of her. He was always smiling at her, and had an encouraging remark for her.

Today she was working with the backhoe. She was making a place for utility lines. The ditch was two feet wide and three feet deep. It was her second day working on it. She had made a few preliminary cuts to mark the direction, yesterday, under Floyd's watchful eye, so he could see if she needed assistance on the new machine. She didn't, so today she would be unsupervised. She worked until she saw the tractor was nearly out of gas, and pulled it over to the refueling pad. Tony was waiting for it. He put the nozzle in the tank, and started the fuel flowing. She had taken a bandana out and tied it around her head to keep the sweat out of her eyes.

She pulled it off, and dunked it in a bucket of water, wrung it out, and wiped her face off. It was just 11 in the morning, and it was already getting hot. She retied the wet rag around her head, and remarked, "If it gets any hotter, I'm just liable to faint. Would YOU catch me if I did?" He smiled at her. "I'll do whatever it takes to care for you. TRUST ME!!!" She looked at him. "Could you put this away for me?" She untied the tails of her blouse, and unbuttoned the other two buttons, took it off, and handed it to him. It fell to the ground. HE was much too busy looking at her breasts to see the blouse. "HOLY MOLY!!!" He exploded. You been hiding a treasure. If I had know that..." She smiled at his expression. "YOU LIKE?" He didn't hear her. She tapped him on the shoulder. "HEY!!! They aren't going anywhere. My face is up here." He looked at her. "Mercy girl. Those are fantastic. Just like their owner." She leaned over and gave him her first kiss. "THANK YOU!!! YA KNOW HOW TA MAKE A GIRL FEEL GOOD ABOUT HERSELF!!! What else can ya do?" he looked at her. "You name it, and I'll try to do it." She gave him another kiss. "We'll talk about it some more, but, for now, we got work to be done. Go ahead and feel 'em if ya want. Then just hang close to me." She was VERY sure he would do that.

He reached out and rubbed, then squeezed, gently. His face was a study in amazement. Even seeing her in a tank top hadn't prepared him for the sight of them. He dropped his hand, leaned down and picked her blouse from off the ground. "I'll take good care of this for you."

She got back on the backhoe, and resumed digging the trench. It, at least seemed cooler. She smiled. He had reacted the way she had hoped. I WONDER... she thought.

She heard the horn sound for lunch. She parked the machine, and went over to where Floyd and Maria were eating. Maria was topless, too. Floyd was smiling as she joined them. "How lucky am I to have two beautiful ladies to eat with, and admire. Four great boobs to drool over."

Maria, secretly enjoying the compliment, asked her, "Why don't you invite Tony to come and eat with us? He looks like he would enjoy a little company." Gloria smiled at her, "I was wondering if it would be okay." She stood to where Tony would see her, and waved to get his attention, and motioned for him to come to where they had gathered. He picked up his things, and came to join them. "I figured you might want a little privacy, so I was just going to eat and maybe even take a nap. Thanks."

They sat there, eating and talking among themselves. He told Floyd, I don't know who found this little gal, but she handles that machine like she knows what she's doing. I know a little about some of them, but she acts like their old hat to her." She turned to face him fully. "I was raised on a farm, and learned to drive on an old Farmall tractor. The guy that lived on the land next to us, had a bulldozer, a backhoe, and a sheepfoot packer. He had a big smooth packer, but we used it very little. HE taught me about the other stuff, and showed me most of the stuff I know. I cleared land on both farms, and helped dig out ponds, and repair busted dams. HIS 'dozer was a bit smaller than the one here, but not by a lot. We cleared land when the brush got too thick, and took over where he had grass, and we cleared some trees, now and again. If a dam gave out, we fixed them, too. Between his land, and ours, I kept fairly busy, but it was fun. At least it was for me."

"Pa and my brother taught me how to ride and rope, and how to cut and brand cattle. We didn't have that many so Dad held a job at the Co-op, and Bubba and me did most of the farm work. Mom and Dad took sick, and died, and they couldn't find me, so Bubba got the farm. He offered me half, when I turned up a few years later, but I tol' him that he should keep it. A couple of years later, he died in an accident, and I tol' his wife to sell it if she didn't want it, and moved out. I got a job here, and the rest you know."

Floyd reached over and patted her on the leg. "We have Carl to thank for finding her for us. She was doing maid work, and the lady that she worked for. Her son used to work for Carl, and he called Carl to ask if he had a place for her. He hired her almost as soon as he saw her, and damn proud that he DID. She's turnin' to, and making a hand." He looked over at Gloria. "We already told him, Francis and me, you were ready to solo, and he's already got you on scale. Your check will be for 14 dollars an hour, for 2 more months. Carl came by last night, and looked at your work. He was IMPRESSED. You may get your next raise a bit earlier than we expected."

Tony winked at Floyd. "This sounds like a good reason to celebrate. Can I ask Glory out for a date?" Maria looked at him. "Don't ask US!!! Ask HER. She's full growed, and makes her own decisions. If ya want a date, ask Glory." He turned to face her. "May I have the pleasure of your company, tonight? There's a place in town I'd like to take ya. Got a live band that does pretty good, and we might do some dancing. I'm not too hot, but they keep it down to a roar, and very seldom have to cart off injuries." She laughed at his description. "Had a couple of places like that, back home. They kept sawdust on the floor to soak up the blood. They wouldn't let me in, cause I was too young. Bubba and Stacy used to go there once in a while, though. Stacy, Bubba's wife, tol' me about it. It was called "The Bull Shippers." Most called it something else, though, but YEAH! That sounds like fun. What time should I be ready?" He asked if seven would give her the time she needed. She nodded, and leaned over to hug him. "Is it just a country place, or should I wear something special?" He looked at her, smiling. "I kinda think anything you wear would be special. It IS informal, though. They only turn you away if you're naked. They say THAT gives an unfair advantage."

They finished eating, and worked the rest of the afternoon. On the way home, Gloria and Maria chattered like a couple of cornered sparrows. Floyd almost ran off the road laughing at them. Gloria went straight into her bedroom, and took a shower, touching up her bikini line, and putting on a thong, then adding a short skirt, and a western shirt, with the sleeves turned up. She took out a pair of girly boots, and a baseball cap, to complete her look. She came into the kitchen to join the others, and drank a glass of ice tea.

Promptly at 7:00, the doorbell rang, and Tony was asked in. They talked for a few minutes and took their leave, after Floyd checked to see that she had a key for the door, and some "mad money."

Tony took her to a place to eat, and they ordered the Chicken Fried Steak Dinner, and ice tea. Neither of them could finish their meal. It was too big. They got several refills on the ice tea, and talked, with Tony telling stories about his time in the service, and some of the people he had known. They settled the bill, and left a tip for the waitress. She had told them that her name was Whitney. Gloria knew her from Albert and Althea talking about her and a boy at the graduation party. Gloria said nothing about them, but looked her over, and decided that Albert had chosen the better of the two girls.

Tony was driving a pickup, as many young men did, and she raised the console, and scooted over to sit next to him. She had seen he had a camper shell on the back, but hadn't looked to see how it was equipped. It WAS one of the very nice, fiberglass, slide-in, campers, that had a door, and the entire back opened to load large items. His truck was deep blue, and the camper shell was flat black. His pickup was an "Extra-Cab." IT was LOADED!!! He saw her looking it over, and told her. "I love the outdoors. I was cooped up in an office for several years, and didn't like the feeling. Spent one night in jail, for DUI, and swore, "NEVER AGAIN!!! I GOT THIS JOB, AND FELL IN LOVE!!! I go and sleep out many nights, and cook over an open fire. All I need is a loaf of bread, some bacon, and a jar of instant coffee. Got a hammock, if I don't feel like sleeping on the ground, and a nice sleeping bag if it gets cold. Life is good for me." She hugged his arm. "I was down in the dumps for a while, and almost gave up, but now I'm glad I stuck it out. Things are getting better, each day, for me."

He pulled into a parking area, and turned to face her. You might want to leave your piece in the truck. Mine is under the seat. They put ya;' in jail for carrying firearms into a place that serves alcohol in this state. Give it to me and I'll put it with mine. She handed it to him and he touched a button and a drawer slid out. There were a .45 cal. 1911 auto loader and a .45/.410 derringer already in the drawer. He laid her .38 snub-nose in with them, pushed the drawer in, and told her, "They'd have to take the seat all the way out, and cut the floorboard to get THAT open." They climbed out, with him holding her hand, and went inside. It was a fairly large place, with a big open space for dancing, and tables ringing it, and a bandstand. One side held a bar, with a sign over it. "IF YOU HAVE TO ASK, WE AIN'T GOT IT!" There were posters of various people that had entertained here in the past, and the place smelled of stale beer, and sweat. Altogether, a normal "road house." Instruments were on the stage, but no performers, yet. They walked to the bar, and he ordered a Coors, and she ordered a Budweiser. He laughed and told her, "I ordered one of those in Germany, and was told that American beer was only good enough to wash your feet with. The guy that told me that ordered me a Lowenbrau, and I agreed with him. After that I only drank it, and Pilsner. Best things in a bottle. SURE better than Bier 33, Ba-Mi-Ba, in Vietnam."

They made their way to a table, and he held her chair for her. There were only 4 other couples at the tables, and three men at the bar. "if you want something a little more "adult," tell me. That red-headed waitress will get us some good, old-fashioned, "shine. It'll take your breath way, and burn your tongue, if ya don't swallow fast enough." She smiled, and declined his offer.

They talked for a bit, and the band came out and asked if there was anything in particular that anyone wanted to hear. Several people asked for songs, and they were played. While not ready for a contract, they WERE pretty good. The pair of them danced most of the dances, and watched as the crowd grew. Someone yelled "LADIES CHOICE!!!" and all the women got up for a line dance. Music started, and Gloria joined them. It had been a long time... She put her heart into it, and was soon the object of attention. All eyes were on her. One guy tried to put his hand up her skirt, but a bouncer grabbed him and showed him the door. They danced several more dances, and Gloria was invited to go with four or five other men, and she accepted two of the invitations. Both of them escorted her to her table afterwards, thanked her and Tony, tipped their hats, and left. Both had drank a few beers, but not enough to get even buzzed. They decided to call it an evening at about midnight.

Tony offered to either take her home, if she wished, or to show her his "special" place. There was a rise over the lake, and the view was magnificent under a full moon. He backed in, until he had a small lightening-struck tree stump next to his front bumper. He stopped and took her hand to help her out, and pulled her into him to kiss. Her arms went around his neck to return the kiss, and she laid her head on his chest. "Thank You. For bringing me here, and for showing me such a good time. I see why you like this place so much. It's beautiful." It was a large open space that overlooked a steep drop to water below. Trees surrounded them, and the dirt road that had brought them here, looked like it hadn't been used in years.

They stood and gazed across the lake, and heard whipporwills and loons calling. He opened the back and she saw several chests, and a couple of folding chairs inside. He pulled out the chairs, opening them for them, and seating her. A small ice chest had some beer and pops inside. She asked for a Coke, and he took two of them out. "I've had enough to drink, my own self. Time to change over." They sat there drinking their Cokes, and talking of other things. He finally put his hand on the exposed thigh of her leg. She had wondered when he was going to get around to touching her. She had begun to worry that he was going to be just one more friend.

She lowered her hand to cover his, and took it to guide up, and under her skirt. He looked at her, and she nodded to him. "I believe this is what we BOTH want. That's why I went topless at work. I wanted you to see me, and want me. NOT as a friend, but as a WOMAN. When you first pulled in here, I was hoping that was what you wanted to show me. I think it's time we got to know each other in the best possible ways."

He stood and put first his, then her chair, in the back, and then took a thick sheet of foam rubber out and laid a sleeping bag on it. Her eyes were sparkling in the moonlight, with anticipation. He pulled her to him and they kissed. Their lips parted and they searched each others mouths, hesitantly, at first, then with more boldness. She pulled on the front of his shirt, to unsnap it, and he did the same with hers. He wasn't too hairy, and she rubbed his chest, feeling the coarse, fine hairs there, and on his stomach. Her nipples touched the places that her hands had gone, and hardened from the excitement. He found and lowered the zipper on her skirt, as she unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. She saw he was wearing briefs, and he saw the thong she had put on. Soon even THEY were gone. They stood there in all their naked glory, feeling each other, and holding on to the other of them, and making the best of the moment.

He lowered her to the sleeping bag and lay beside her, still kissing her, and holding those fabulous, soft breasts. Her chin raised, and he kissed her throat. Then he went down to her breasts, one hand under her, and stroking her flanks, and the other holding one of her breasts, while sucking the nipple. The hand that had been stroking her came out and went across her smooth, soft, flat tummy, making her breath catch in her throat. She moaned at the feeling that went through her. He kissed across the path his hand had discovered, and her breath caught, again and again. Her moans got louder and louder. He knew that she was wanting him as much as he was wanting her. Both had been impressed by the other almost on sight. They both knew what was bound to happen, sooner or later. Now was the moment they had been waiting for. He had also taken out a blanket that was rolled so they could use it for a pillow, or for other things. It was on the edge of the tailgate, awaiting their pleasure.

He barely touched the inside of her thigh for it to open, revealing her charms to him, for his pleasure and fulfillment. If he was half as good as she hoped, it would be a magnificent night. He rolled over to go between the succulent morsels that she called legs, and found the softness that awaited him. He ducked down to kiss the soft mound of her womanhood, and felt the quiver in her stomach. He went down further and touched the tiny notch at the low end of her slit, and felt the moisture that was beginning to seep from it. He touched it with his tongue and she raised up, presenting herself to him. He licked the length of it, and forced her labia open to lick even deeper inside of her. Her legs parted, and raised in surrender, as he found her clitoris, and sucked it out. This elicited a scream and a whimper from her. Her hands had been on his shoulders, but now went to the back of his head and neck to give him a closer touch of her. Her hips swayed as she aided him to the best of her ability. His tongue went from her clitoris to her vulva and back, many times as she whimpered and cried for MORE! He obliged her and took delight in the ways she responded to him. Her cries would have sounded pitiful to an uninformed onlooker, but she was in Heaven. She was getting things that, until last night, she had thought lost to her, forever.

He licked, kissed and sucked everything he could find, and more. His hands roamed freely over the rest of her body, touching places that made her jump, and wish for more. Time seemed to stand still for the lovers. He was giving, and she was receiving, everything each of them had to offer. Her legs went around his neck and she squeezed with all the force she could muster. He drove his tongue inward as far as he could reach. She was having one orgasm after another, and his face was wet with the juices of her loins. She finally went into a stupor, laying there as he did as he wanted with her body. He finally noticed that she wasn't responding, and felt of her throat, and found a tiny pulse there.

He raised up and considered putting the rolled blanket under her hips, but decided against it. Instead he went up and kissed her eyelids, and the sides of her face. She finally opened her eyes, and looked at him, as if seeing him for the first time. "Did I..." He smiled at her, and nodded. He kissed her as her mouth opened to speak. Her arms went around him one more time. "PLEASE!!! MAKE LOVE TO ME!" She drew her legs up and open. She was totally exposed to him. He felt her reaching down to guide him to her vagina. Her hand was soft, but strong, as she took hold of him, pulling him toward her.

She felt him make contact with her, and raised to drive him inside of her. She took his full length as he watched the expression on her face change from submissive, to become the aggressor. She put her legs around him, locking him inside of her, and began to sway back and forth. Milking the seed from his body. One hand around his neck, and the other around his shoulders, her feet resting her heels on his rump, and lending to the force she was using to drive him into her with. It was the closest he could imagine to a role reversal. Every move she made seemed to cause him to come closer and closer to ejaculating inside of her. She was whimpering, and begging him, "Give me your cum. I want it so bad. Push it deep inside of me. Give me your c***d. If you want, we can raise it, together, but I won't force you. Just give me your baby. I need it, so badly. I lost one, already. I want another to take its place in my heart, and my life. Make me pregnant. I'll tell it how wonderful you are. OH, GOD!!! I CAN FEEL IT!!! SHOVE IT INTO ME!!! KNOCK ME UP!!! OH, GOD!!! IT FEELS SO GOOD!!! CUM FOR ME!!! FILL MY CUNT WITH YOUR LIFE!!! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!!! I..I..I'M CUMMING!!! I'M CUMMING!!! FFUUUCCCCKKKKKKKK MMEEEEEE!!!"

He drove, deeper, yet, inside of her, and unleashed his seed with all the fury that he had inside of him. She clung to him and sobbed with the joy of his taking her, and filling her, hopefully, with a c***d. Their lips met, and both of them knew that this was the way it had been meant for both of them. They now belonged to each other.

They laid for a long time in each others arms, and finally gained enough strength to raise up and clean themselves. He had jugs of water among his things and they washed each other, and she used her lips to cleanse him. They didn't even bother to get dressed, but stopped on the way to his house, to get something more to drink.

He pulled into the driveway of a small 2 bedroom house with one and a half baths, and a one car garage. They got out to see a neighbor across the street waving to then. The sun was just beginning to show over the horizon. He unlocked the door and they went inside. It was small, but cozy. She knew that she was where she was supposed to be. She was home.