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"The bastards have finally done it" his father had said. There had been just the two of them for several weeks. Living off the land, Will's father trying to dispense any survival techniques and tips he may have missed in the years he and his son had spent hunting and living mostly off the grid. Ever since Will's mother had passed he and his father had spent more and more time away from a society that Mr. Stevenson had considered a waste of God's green Earth. Will had been pulled out of school at a fairly young age. It wasn't that he was dumb, or slow. He was quick witted and picked up new tasks easily, but he had difficulty reading or expressing his thoughts in writing. His father determined that he'd be better off living in the country away from those whose judgments he questioned.

Then one morning just a week ago Will's father had said to him over breakfast,

"Son, this may be wrong of me and unfair to you, but I can't go on like this. I'm getting older, and I'll slow you down. You're best chance to go on is to move around, look out for yourself, only yourself."

"What do you mean? You can't stay here alone."

"My time is done. I'd, I'd like to be with your mother." Will caught on quickly,

"Dad, you can't. I can't be alone. What will I do?"

"You'll do what I've taught you. You'll survive. The world isn't for city dwellers and soft people anymore. It's your world. Be good to those who deserve it, but remember, the old ways are done. Defend yourself. Now, I gotta go."

Will hugged his father. Then he sat and waited. He heard the gunshot. And waited a bit longer. Then he got the shovel from his pack and found a piece of clean land beneath a dying tree and dug a grave. When he had finished his last chore for his father Will sat and took stock of his situation. He was 5-10, solidly built from an outdoor life. He was also 17 and on his own in an unsure world with unknown troubles waiting. He decided that he would attempt to make it and if worse came to worse he had his rifle.

He decided he'd keep to the high country on the western slope, which seemed less affected. He could avoid what was left of civilization other than times he might go into a town for supplies. It was a plan at least. He'd followed that plan for the next few days, visiting a small deserted community for food and additional weapons and ammunition. Now he was back up in the higher elevations. There was still game for food, he was an excellent shot so that wasn't a concern. To this point he'd seen no other people. Then as he came to a clearing he saw a small group trudging along a path. Three men and three women. They didn't look dangerous and information could be valuable. Will walked out of the woods and called to them, his rifle held across his body. One of the men held up a hand gun. No match at this distance for his Weatherby. Also, the man didn't look very comfortable holding the gun.

"You stop right there. These are our women and we'll protect them." Will held up his hands.

"I'm not lookin' to take anything. Maybe get info if ya heard anything?"

"What we heard is we're all fucked. Millions dead. All over."

"Any safe places?"

"Kid, the only safe place is at the end of your rifle there." One of the women spoke quietly to her group, then to Will.

"Well we did hear there was people moving south. The higher mountains in West Virginia maybe. Are you a good hunter?" The man shushed her.

"Don't be inviting people along. We got little enough."

"I just thought. If he can hunt, maybe." The man looked from the woman to Will.

"I think she's offering to fuck you if you give her a meal." Now Will didn't know the first thing about fucking. Sure he knew it's what animals did and people did, but he'd never been alone with a woman.

"I have some food left over from last night. But nobody needs to pay or anything." Now the group of six were looking around at each other. Apparently they hadn't had a good meal in days. They waved Will over towards them. The one who seemed to be their leader suggested,

"Maybe you want to walk with us aways. Safety in numbers?" Will thought that he was probbaly safer alone. But a little company over a meal would be a change.

"I think I'd rather go it alone, no offense. But I can share some venison. If you start a fire." They pretty much stared at him. He realized they were really out of their element. Will set down his pack and showed them how to start a fire. He also suggested, "You should just take some things in the next town. Matches, cans of food, a can opener."

"Kid, towns aren't safe for groups with women. Lots of men out there who will kill to take your women. That's why we held you off."

"Just so you know, from where I was I could have shot you through the head before you could have hit me."

"You getting wise with me?" Will realized he shouldn't push the leader of the group.

"No sorry, just sayin' rifles have a longer range." Will made coffee and cooked some food. As they were finishing the woman who had been talking earlier moved over by Will.

"Thanks for the food. And the advice. Aren't you lonely out here? I'm Rachel."

"I'm Will. Nice to meet you. I'm ok on my own." Rachel sat closer to Will, then whispered so just he could hear,

"My man Greg", she said nodding towards the group leader, "says I can give you a thank you. If you want. We just can't fuck cause I'm his."

"Why are you his? You married or something."

"More like, or something. It's a dangerous world now for women. We've heard groups of men are taking young women and using them."

"Using them? Oh."

"Yes. You're so...innocent for someone on your own out here in a dangerous world with just your rifle." Now Will was trembling a little as this woman sat next to him. She touched his arm which send shivers through his body and oddly, right to his cock. He'd rubbed his cock at night and seen the cum shoot out, but he'd never gotten that feeling sitting next to someone. "Come on, let's take a little walk for privacy.

Will picked up his rifle and followed Rachel. When they were out of sight of the others, they sat on the ground. Rachel touched his smooth face.

"Oh god, I might be old enough to be your mother. But these are different times." Rachel opened Will's jeans. She found a hard cock in need of attention. "Nice." Will gasped when she place his cock between her lips and began bobbing her head on it, licking it and stroking with her hand. He was surprised by the feelings from his first sexual contact,

"Oh!, Oh wow, oh."

"MMM", Rachel looked up and smiled around his cock. She spit on it then lowered her mouth further and further down his shaft. When he felt himself well into her mouth she lifted her head and sucked the head of his cock until it popped out. "Now I'm going to keep going and when you feel yourself ready, just let it go." Will wanted to ask questions, but her head was moving, her lips were tugging at him, her hand was rolling his balls and a feeling was building. Will's toes were curling in his boots, there was sweat on his brow, his breath was coming in bursts, his balls were pulling up, his cock was throbbing, he felt, he felt, he was, "Unngh, uuuuh." His cum was bursting from his cock and Rachel was swallowing it all, sucking and stroking as his body felt he would explode. Then the wave passed and he settled down. "Oh oh, wow, that was."

"Your first time?"

"Uh huh."

"Happy to help. I kind of wish I could take you all the way, but... Greg."

"That's ok, that was amazing. Thanks."

"Thank you for helping us. I'd offer again to join us, but that might cause problems. We better get back." Will closed himself up and they walked back to the camp. One of the other couples was off in the brush and it sounded like they were going all the way. Greg looked at them,

"She clean your pipes out? She's good kid." Rachel shushed him,

"C'mon Greg, leave the kid alone. He did good."

"But you are going on your own way?" Apparently Greg did want to avoid any complications. Will assured him,

"Yeah. Going alone. OK?"

"Yeah we're ok." Greg looked at Rachel to be sure. She nodded. After a bit more talk of travel plans and some more instructions from Will on survival tips, he left them with some cans of food and an opener.

"I'll find more in the next town."

Kelly McFarland had been returning from a ski trip at Killington before the spring semester at Sienna. At 19 she was fairly independent and was driving alone down route 7 when the poor reception she was getting on her radio broke in with news of the attacks. The mountains had sheltered her but when she had pulled in to a small town to get her bearings it seemed deserted. What had happened? How bad? Where was it safe to go? It seemed everyone had, disappeared. What kind of bomb had been used? There had been talk in recent years of weapons that could take out electronics grids, and even ones that could vaporize animals and people caught in the shock wave. She decided to stay in the town until she had a better idea of what to do and where to go. At least she'd have food.

That had worked for awhile. Kelly had a warm enough place to stay, out of the weather. Food to eat. But no information. That radio was now out. There was nothing on the streaming devices. Power was going out which would make her car useless after a short while. Then a couple of weeks ago she'd heard voices in town. Peering from the window of the home she'd been using she saw a group of men rummaging through the local stores. There weren't being too gentle with anything. Then as they continued on through town Kelly saw the three women being pushed along. This did not look good. The group of eight or nine had set up a camp in a farm style house at the end of the main street. Through the evening Kelly heard screams and shouts as well as laughter. Men's laughter. Women's screams.

The next morning when they'd left Kelly decided to pack what she needed and move off to more deserted parts. Maybe if she could get down to more familiar areas, somewhere near Albany, she could get her bearings. It would be a long walk. Apparently computer systems had been affected. Another visit to the outdoors shop had fitted her with sturdy warm boots, layers of clothing, gloves, etc. Despite the circumstances, Kelly took a moment while dressing to use the full length mirror. What she saw didn't displease her. 5-7, long auburn hair tied back. She had a healthy figure from exercise, skiing and swimming. Her boobs could have been bigger, in her opinion, but Kelly couldn't complain, they stood out nicely and she had no problem getting guys' attention at school. She turned and admired her butt for a moment then forgot her vanity and dressed in the heavy clothing. She needed to be practical, not sexy. Sexy might actually be dangerous from what she'd seen.

Kelly was walking along a path thinking about trying to find the Appalachian Trail when she stupidly stumbled into the camp. She'd been trying to read a map and working out the distance to a road that would take her east to the trail when she came upon a group sitting around a dying fire. There were six men sitting comfortably and three women tied together. A tall redheaded man stood as she came through the trees.

"Well look what we have here. A guest." Kelly stopped and tried to back up, but another man was already behind her. "This one's a lot younger than our other friends." Kelly looked over at the sad bedraggled women. They looked exhausted, but she guessed they were in their thirties or forties. "I'm Hank. Behind you there is Luke. My other travelling companions are Steve, Pete, Connor and Dirty Pete. I think you'll get to know why." Kelly tried to speak,

"I, uh, I'm just passing through. I didn't mean to disturb you."

"Oh no. You're no trouble at all. Stay. In fact, we insist." Luke had grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her. Hank unzipped her coat. He was immediately interested in the two mounds encased in her sweater. He took one in each hand. "Ok boys, now these are firm."

"No, please." Kelly looked hopefully at the women. Their eyes looked dazed, and so sad.

Pete was next to her now, getting a closer look. "Don't look at them. They don't talk much. Won't even tell us their names. We call them Bitch 1, Bitch 2 and Bitch 3. Now do you want to be Bitch 4, or do you have a name?" Pete was now also testing the firmness of Kelly's breasts.

"Please don't. This, this isn't right. I'm sure you're good men, had regular jobs." Now Hank took over again,

"Oh sure, we were all law abiding citizens. Not even a parking ticket. Then the world fucked us. Fucked us good. Killed our families and most everyone we knew. The boys and I were on a camping trip, so somehow it missed us. So we're fucked for good and we did nothing to anyone. So now it's what we want and who we want. And right now, I want you and your nice young cunt."

Kelly screamed. The other women cringed and moved back in unison. The men stripped her and held her as she kicked and struggled. But she was no match for a group of men. Sure she had had sex with men before. A couple of kids in high school. A wilder freshman year of college, then kind of settling on to one boyfriend for most of the past semester. But she'd never been taken against her will. It hurt when Hank tried to enter her. He spit on his hand and rubbed it on her pussy. Then he spit on his cock and tried again. She screamed, but he pushed relentlessly. They held her and groped her breasts while Hank assaulted her. He declared her tighter than any he'd had. Much better than those old twats tied up by the tree. He fucked Kelly and watched as they pulled at her dark nipples. Her young tits bouncing as he thrust. When he came he whooped with joy, then let Steve have a go. By the time Luke was between her legs the extra cum had lubicated her and it didn't hurt so much, still Kelly cried and pleaded. When the five were done they turned her over onto her knees. She felt someone spit on her ass then a stinging pain as Dirty Pete drove his cock into her ass. This was new pain, different pain. Kelly sobbed and waited for it to be done. He drove into her until he pumped his load of cum in her ass. Satisfied the men sat around sharing high fives at the "fine young ass they'd be enjoying." Hank gave her her coat for some warmth. "But not too much. It'll save time when I get another poke at that pussy later." They tied her to the rope holding the other women in place. Kelly sat sobbing. He vagina and ass sore and leaking cum. The woman sitting next to her tried to offer what comfort she could,

"They're evil for what they do to us. But they feed us well and it gets so it doesn't hurt as much. How old are you? I'm Sarah and this is Gwen and Terry."

"I'm Kelly. I'm 19 and trying to get back to where I went to school, in Albany."

"Oh god, so young. We've been wondering what they'll do with us if they found some younger women. Believe me, every day we talk in our group about how to escape. But they have guns and knives. And they keep us moving so we can't talk so easy."

"How long have you been? With them."

"It's been two weeks for me. Seems like years. I'm 37, but feel twenty years older now."

"And they?"

"Morning, noon and night there's always someone looking for it. And that idiot who likes to do it in the ass is the worst."

"That hurt so much."

"Sorry to say, that doesn't really get easier." They sat back against the tree. As Sarah had said, they were brought bowls of stew. It was pretty good. Then true to his word Hank untied Kelly and took her aside.

"Now that you've been initiated it won't be so bad. Mostly one at a time. You'll get used to it." And Hank had her again. It wasn't as forceful, or quite as painful, but it was still as awful as anything Kelly had endured. Off to her right she heard another couple going at it. When he was done, Hank let her put on her sweater and jeans. He also got her a wet cloth to clean herself. "We may be sex crazed old degenerates, but we're not animals."

In the morning they broke camp and trudged south. They made slow progress. Mainly because the women weren't used to walking distances. The group had found Terry and Gwen with a car that wouldn't start. Sarah had been sitting on her porch alone. Kelly, being younger and more athletic, had less trouble keeping up, but she was more on call for the men's needs when they did stop. It seemed with six of them, someone always had a hardon. The women had their own names for the men that they used between them. Most of it had to do with their equipment. Fortunately for them none of the men was packing anything too large. So there was "Little Luke", "Stinky" Steve, "Skinny" Pete, and Dirty Pete, that just seemed to be his name, Connor, who was quiet and actually seemed considerate, in comparison. Hank was called "Big" Hank. Mostly because he was in charge and it seemed safer to be deferrential. And we did have a little more than the other guys. Kelly didn't really care. Each time was a violation and it angered her that there was no one to provide justice. She listened in on the women's plans, but all were impractical, and dangerous. Maybe in another week or days she'd be desperate, or just beyond caring.

As he had told Greg, Will kept to himself. He had no problem with the cold weather and random snowfalls. He was dressed in weather appropriate clothing and knew how to find or make shelter on the worst days. He was angling down southwest using the sun, stars and a compass. Some days he had trouble reading the compass, but usually he could focus. He had no real plan but if there was talk of people gathering somewhere in West Virginia he'd head that way. He had a vague notion of where he needed to go but reading a map was out of the question. He wasn't concerned. If roaming the country fending for himself was his fate, so be it. People had lots of plans, but look where that had gotten them.

Over the past couple of days Will had heard people noises off to the west. Voices, and other noise. Screams maybe? Didn't people realize that keeping quieter helped keep the game around? Still he was drawn, slowly and carefully, towards the sound of people. He was curious. And they might have information. Will was resting in the hollow of a tree out of the elements when he heard what seemed to be cries coming in with the wind. He listened, the wind shifting and covering or enhancing the sounds. Yes, he was sure there were cries. He gathered his gear and slowly, quietly eased himself along the ridge.

It had been a long morning of walking for Hank's group, as Kelly thought of them. It was cold and it had started to snow. With Sarah and the other women dragging along and asking for a break they had found a clearing and started a fire. When it seemed they might be staying awhile a couple of the men started eying Kelly. She saw them talking together making motions with their hands indicating her tits. That's when she saw Dirty Pete coming her way. Oh shit. She didn't need this. He grabbed her by the arm and led her away from the group. When Steve and the other Pete joined him she knew it would be a rough time. Pete and Steve had been the two talking together. They took her deeper into the woods away from the group. Away from Hank. When they had her alone Steve ordered,

"Strip."

"It's too cold."

"We'll warm you up good, Bitch 4." They knew her name but some preferred to use this designation so it wasn't personal at all. When Kelly was slow to move skinny Pete held her and put a knife to her neck.

"Come now. Don't fight it. I don't want to damage this pretty face. It will just piss off Hank. We just want a special show. Let us see that sweet body under all these clothes." Feeling the knife point against her cheek Kelly was deciding whether to maybe end it and fight them until they killed her. Not being ready yet to give in she slowly let her coat fall and pulled off her sweater. Her bra had been lost back at the first camp. When she pulled down her jeans the three men passed her around, grabbing at her tits, her ass and pussy. They were admiring her young body in their own disgusting way. Steve noted,

"Look at that tasty bush. Kind of red like her hair." Dirty Pete said,

"You can have the bush, I'm getting me some of that fine ass right now." Dirty Pete pushed her to the ground and as was his habit, spit on her ass to serve as lubricant. Steve added,

"I'm not waiting." He knelt in front of Kelly grabbing a handful of hair, "Suck me bitch." With one in her ass, Kelly now had Steve who rarely bathed pushing his cock into her throat. As always, she gagged and barely controlled herself as he used her mouth. Skinny Pete watched and stroked himself. Kelly was shivering from the cold and the snow beneath her. Then she shouted as Dirty Pete began slapping her ass, hard.

"There you go bitch. How's that? You can sit your ass in ice when Petey fucks you later." He began thrusting hard into Kelly's ass while slapping at her cheeks.

Will heard the voices now. They were close. He eased himself through the trees. A little more and, there they were. It looked to be three men and a woman. He looked through binoculars, the woman was naked. The men were grabbing her, then it appeared maybe they were...

Will thought about what to do. Maybe she was with them and liked being with three men. Will knew so little of these things. He hadn't gone to high school. He'd never been on the internet. Magazines were mostly useless to him, though he had seen some with pictures of naked women. His father had explained how people have babies, but that was it. What people did and why he didn't know. Then he heard the woman scream.

Dirty Pete was relentless. Kelly had endured his anal fucking multiple times but this was too much. The force, the depth, the slapping of her ass. Steve's cock being pushed into her throat, well beyond her comfort point didn't help. She was naked, freezing, in pain. When Steve released his cum into her throat she gagged, swallowed, spit, cleared her mouth and screamed. Maybe Hank would come. Or reasonable Connor. Dirty Pete drove deep again and began wahcking her hard as he came and came.

Will looked again. The man behind her was hitting her with force. There was also a man with his cock in her mouth. When he moved she screamed again. Loud. The man behind her began hitting her harder. What to do? He was watching through his scope. What to do. She definitely wasn't having fun. He listened.

When Dirty Pete pulled out of her ass Kelly rolled over. The ice cold snow a shock against her burning ass. Dirtly Pete was laughing, his cock slick from his cum. Kelly screamed again,

"You raping motherfuckers! I'll kill you, all of you!"

Dirty Pete laughed again, then his laughed turned to a look of surprise as a red spot appeared in the middle of his forehead. Kelly screamed again as Skinny Pete fell beside her. She had barely moved when Steve said his last word,

"Oh."

Kelly curled up and looked around.

"Hank? Is that you? They were hurting me so bad." She thought she heard something. Like a small animal moving in the woods. "Who's there?" She heard a voice,

"Are there any others?"

"Who's that. Yes, three more, back at camp."

"Come with me."

"Who are you?"

"Will." Kelly stood trying to cover herself. Will stood just inside the treeline looking. He damned himself for looking but there she was, beautiful, naked and beautiful. He felt a warm glow. Then he took off his coat and held it out as he walked into the clearing. He turned his head to offer her modesty. Kelly stepped forward and took the coat. When she had covered herself she followed him.

"Where are we going."

"Away from here if there are more."

"Can I trust you?"

"I ain't like them."

"B-but you, you just killed three men."

"Why we're leaving, so's I don't have to kill three more." Will led the way back up the hill where he had his pack. When they stopped to rest and listen Kelly asked,

"Will. Do you, have anything else I can wear?"

"Oh yeah, sure, look in my pack. Anything that will fit." Kelly rummaged about in his pack, pulling out a thermal shirt and jeans. Will looked back to see the woman looking questioningly at a pair of boots. "Sorry, that's all I have. We can find clothes that fit tomorrow." Will continued looking at the woman. "What's your name?"

"Kelly", then as she twirled her finger, "would you mind turning around?" Will hadn't even realized that he was staring. The coat pulled tight around her. Her bare legs showing below. Her face interesting, attractive. Catching himself he turned.

"Sorry." Kelly didn't know what to think. He looked young. He was looking at her, but not in the creepy way Hank's guys did. More like the guys in high school. Kelly turned around too. She'd been naked and exposed against her will and now she was shy around the guy who saved her. Kelly dropped the coat and pulled on the shirt and jeans, heavy socks which helped the boots fit better. As she turned back around to offer him the coat she remembered. He looks like a kid, but he just killed three men like it was nothing.

"Will, here's your coat." He turned around.

"No, you wear it. I'll put on another shirt. Are you ok? Are you hurt? It looked like they were hitting you."

"You saw that?"

"I'm sorry I wasn't faster. But I had to be sure and get close enough. When you called them rapers, I knew."

"You knew. So you shot them?"

"It's different now. That's what my father said. Before... He said 'defend yourself'.

"Before?"

"He couldn't take the idea of the world now. He, killed himself."

"Oh shit. And you're alone?"

"It's not so bad. Most people aren't very nice. Now we better get moving."

"Moving?"

"The others may be looking for us. Do they have weapons?"

"Guns, knives."

"Rifles, like this?"

"No nothing like that."

"OK, then if we're careful we should be ok. That bunch made a lot of noise. It's what drew me closer."

"There are three other women."

"Friends?"

"Not really, we met when I was captured. But they're being used too." Will looked off into the woods.

"I hadn't thought about gathering a group. And I don't want to make a habit." He just lifted the rifle.

"I see. They would be grateful." She looked at Will. She noticed that he had no real reaction to this. Interesting.

Will raised his hand to silence Kelly. He pointed down the hill and handed her his binoculars. Kelly gazed through them down towards the opening. She looked for a minute. Then turned and whispered to Will,

"That's them. The dark jacket is Hank. He's the leader." Will instructed Kelly to follow him quietly. He checked his rifle and the handgun in his waistband. As they got closer he could hear them,

"Connor, look around for signs of where she's gone. Luke what do you think?" Luke had looked over each body.

"Rifle. From some distance. We should move."

Will looked back at Kelly.

"Which one?"

"Which? Oh oh no I'm not going to pick."

"If I'm pulling the trigger, you are pickin'." Kelly thought. She would spare Connor. Luke maybe could be reasoned with. Still.

"Hank." She put her face in her hands. She couldn't watch. She heard the shot.

"Let's move." Down the hill they went. Luke was scrambling for cover. "You, don't move. I can kill you from here." Luke froze as Will and Kelly stepped into the clearing. "Turn around, hands in the air. Check him for weapons." Kelly walked across to Luke carefully avoiding the bodies. She retrieved a pistol and a knife whch she carried to Will. "Hold onto them. You lead us back to camp. Don't think about running. They followed the now worn path back to their camp. As they entered the area around the fire Connor was standing by the women. He said to Luke,

"I didn't see anything so I came back here to be sure she didn't, oh. Oh shit." Will moved his rifle from one to the other.

"Both, kneel there." He pointed with the rifle. He glanced at Kelly. "Release the women, please."

Kelly quickly released the three women she had been tied to. Sarah looked at the change in situation. She asked Kelly,

"What's going on? Who's he?"

"His name is, maybe I shouldn't say his name. He freed me from Hank."

"Where is Hank? And the others."

"Gone."

Luke blurted out, "He shot them."

Will aimed the rifle at Luke, "You be quiet."

Sarah asked Kelly, "He did? That kid?" Kelly shrugged her shoulders.

"Not for me to say. We're free now." Sarah looked from Kelly to Will. Terry had the important question,

"What now? Where do we go?"

Will, "I'm moving on. You are free to do what you'd like." Terry again,

"What about those two."

"Same answer. Take 'em, leave 'em." He shrugged. "Kelly has their weapons."

Sarah, Terry and Gwen talked amongst themslves for a bit. Kelly found what was left of her pack and threw that over her shoulder. Sarah spoke for the group, "We're going to stay together. Connor, you've been decent enough and we'd have you come with us. Or you can stay with Luke." Sarah held her hand out to Kelly, who understood and handed her Luke's weapon. She walked up behind Luke and sent him to whatever comes next. "Connor?"

"I'll come with you. Don't hurt me, I was just..."

"Don't make excuses. Things have changed. Do you accept that?"

"Yes."

"Then let's go, we should get away from here." Will suggested that they take whatever supplies and ammunition the could carry. When Sarah asked Kelly to join them she declined.

"I'm going to go with him if it's ok." She was pointing at Will. He shrugged,

"OK with me, but we need to move away from here." The two groups moved off in different directions. As they went back up the hill to collect Will's equipment he asked, "Why didn't you want them to have my name?"

Kelly looked over at him in the dim moonlight. He was a cold killer, but still seemed so young. He looked like he didn't need to shave.

"Because we don't know how things will go or who might start making rules. You don't want people knowing you killed four men."

"You think that was wrong?"

"No! Hell no. You saw what they were doing to me? You understand?"

"Uh, huh. Sex."

"Sex. Yes. Six men, against my will, for weeks. It was awful. I almost killed myself several times." Now she started crying. "They were bad evil men. You did right, but not everyone may think that way." Will was quiet as they climbed the hill. Then said nothing as they put everything together, then silence as they began walking, Will using the stars to navigate. Kelly was exhausted when some unknown miles later Will decided that they were ok to stop.

"We'll be ok for a few hours until it's light." Kelly collapsed on the ground. "Not yet. Let's make a small fire, then secure the area."

Kelly wanted to complain, then realized she needed to carry her load if she was to live under Will's protection. She wasn't sure yet what else would be part of the agreement. When they had gathered wood, Will explained why some was better than others, mostly Kelly's. He had a fire going and they had settled down under their own blankets. The last thing Kelly said before drifting off was "Thank you." Will didn't reply. He lay thinking about requirements for two people. There would be time to talk in the morning.

Kelly woke as sunlight began glistening off the frost on the trees. The smell of coffee brought her fully awake. Sitting up she saw Will stirring something in a pot. He looked up to see her staring at him.

"Just some left over stew. Not great but it should hold us over until we find the next town."

"Thanks. Some of that coffee would be great to start." He handed her a cup. She sat warming her hands holding the cup, looking at him over the rim as she sipped. "Can I ask how old you are?" He looked back at Kelly. She could see him thinking. "You don't have to if you don't want to."

He spooned stew into bowls. "17." He handed a bowl to Kelly, then sat digging into his breakfast.

"Really? Damn. You know so much about", She waved her hands around, "All this."

"Been livin' outside for years."

"You must be pretty smart to learn this." He looked up quickly. There was an odd expression on his face. "What's the matter?"

"You're not makin' fun?"

"No, you're very impressive for your age."

"No one's ever called me smart." Now she was careful about what she said next. Kelly wasn't sure how to respond. Will went to his backpack and looked around inside. He came back with a folded map. "Can you read this?" Kelly took the map. Now she wasn't sure if this was some game.

"I'm not great with directions."

"I know directions. I can't.." Kelly thought. No.

"I can read the names of the towns and all."

Will looked at her with sad eyes. This young man with shaggy sandy colored hair and gray-blue eyes was looking at her. Then he said simply,

"I can't."

Now Kelly had to ask, "You can't read?"

"Some. Sometimes. The words jump around and I can't make 'em out."

"Dyslexia."

"Dis-what?"

"Dyslexia. Lots of people have it. Some worse than others. It doesn't make you dumb, your brain can't see the words right."

"Can it be fixed?"

"I don't think so. But you can do things to learn and make out some words."

"How do you know this?"

"I, um, read a lot. I'm studying, or was studying to be a teacher. We learn about difficulties students may have."

"I didn't go to high school."

"You poor thing. They thought you couldn't learn?"

"My parents took me out and taught me things themselves. Mostly survival in the world." Kelly looked at the kid, now looking much younger than the hard man who took out Hank and his crew. "Can you teach me things?"

"When we find a town we can go into a bookstore. They'll have books that can tell me what to try. And I'll need books to read, for fun."

"For fun. Ha. More like torture." Now she felt more sorry for someone cut off from the joys of reading. "Would you read stories to me?"

This made Kelly brighten up. "Yes! I'd love to. What kind of stories do you like?"

"About the outdoors."

"Sounds like a plan." For the first time in ages Kelly felt like she had a purpose and a reason for keeping on. She had always wanted to be a teacher. Now she had a student. Every day would be an adventure in his world. Every night she would bring him into hers. They finished breakfast and cleaned up their camp. When they had loaded up their packs Will showed Kelly where he thought they were and where he wanted to go. "New Ashford", she read from the map.

"OK, then New Ashford is where we're going next."

They walked quietly for the first hour, which seemed to be Will's preferred way to take in all that was around him. Kelly wanted to ask a million questions but used the quiet time to explore her very mixed emotions. On the one hand she felt deeply indebted to this resourceful, brave and determined young man. He'd saved her life, literally or even if just saving her from a miserable degrading existence. Now she felt alive again, able to take in he world around her. It all made her feel something emotional towards Will. His stength was sexy in a way. On the other hand, although just a couple years younger, he seemed more than that. Inexperienced she expected, in many ways. Kelly felt much older, more mature than Will. More like she should nurture him. So many things she could teach him.

Walking quietly Will's senses were attuned to the nature around him. His ears searched for telltale sounds. Animals in the forest, people on the prowl. Yes, he was more and more learning to consider other people to be a danger to avoid. Society, a society he barely knew, had broken down quickly and people were becoming another source of concern. More dangerous than a random bear or mountain cat. He was always on the lookout for food sources and clean water. You could never miss an opportunity. Still his mind wandered. The woman with him, was so interesting. Intelligent, worldly, at least in the old world, a source of information. And, interesting. He'd seen what the men were doing with her. He was confused. His thoughts kept going back to the previous night. They were wrong, evil as Kelly said. He had no regrets for what he'd done. Still, seeing her naked, seeing her breasts and the hair down below and her legs when she wore his coat. He had feelings, stirring. When they sat at breakfast, she looked so pretty. He felt so young next to her. He wanted to protect her from the dangerous people. But he also wondered what it would be like. He tried pushing those thoughts away. She'd been used. She probably thinks he's a kid. But his cock, kept telling him something different. This was so conflicting.

They made good time. When Will sensed they were coming closer to the town he led them down towards the village. As expected it was deserted. They stopped for provisions at a small market, then found a store with outdoors clothing. More common up this way. Kelly spent more time than Will would have liked trying on different clothes. However when she came out modeling a warm sweater and tight jeans he noted her firm athletic body, and her breasts pressing out against the material.

"That looks nice. We really should be going. And you need boots that fit." Kelly acknowledged him while still giving a turn. Will also noticed she had a very nice butt. The feelings had returned. Once Kelly was properly fitted and had a new pack better suited for hiking she found boots that fit and that Will approved. Their last stop was a small bookshop. The teaching materials were limited, but Kelly found a copy of "The Call of the Wild" that she thought Will would enjoy. They stopped for a quick lunch, then much to Will's comfort they cleared the town and got up into the hills. They hiked through the afternoon, then as the sun decended over the western hills they found a secure area to camp. Kelly was happy to remove the boots which were far from broken in. It was a warmer afternoon than usual so they were able to get out of their heavier clothes and sit around in lighter shirts. Kelly asked Will,

"Is there any place around where I could wash up? I'm sweaty from walking and well I need to clean the remnents of...them...from me."

"Yes, that's why this is a good campsite. The stream coming down the hill created a pond just down around there." He was pointing down the hill from where they were. "It's going to be real cold. We could collect water and heat it."

"Oh, that would be great." Will gathered wood and made a fire while Kelly made trips to collect water. Once they were ready Kelly began to disrobe. Seeing her getting down to her underwear, Will turned away,

"I'll keep watch." Kelly thought a moment to herself.

"I might need help with my back. And you might want some of this water while it's hot."

"Your privacy."

"It's ok." Kelly stood naked in the failing sunlight. The air was cool on her bare skin, but the warm water felt wonderful. She used a washcloth to clean and scrape between her legs. To clear away the awful memories. To feel renewed. Then she called to Will, "My back please? I'm feeling so much better." Will turned to see Kelly facing away from him. He saw her bare back. There were marks where she may have been hit over the past weeks. He took in her hips, flaring out and down to her round firm butt, also marked where they had hit her. Her long legs, straight and clear. As he neared she turned to hand him the wash cloth. He saw her breast from the side. Hanging just a bit, turning up at the front, her nipple hard in the cool air. He rinsed the wash cloth in the warm water and began washing her back, then down to her butt, washing carefully so as not to hurt her. The first woman he'd touched in this way. He cleaned her legs then stood. She turned to him. He tried not to look, holding out the cloth with trenbling hand. She simply said, "you next."

Kelly watched as Will removed his shirt. She watched his lean, strong torso and arms, still so youthful but tight and manly from his outdoor life. He hesitated as his pants. "It's ok, let me." Kelly unbuckled his belt, then opened his jeans. He got the idea and pulled them down. She pointed at his plain underwear. He turned away,

"I'm sorry, you're so...pretty." Kelly guessed what his issue was and smiled to herself. She used the warm washcloth to clean his muscled back and down to his own tight butt. She was getting turned on. For the first time in a long time she had feelings for a man. She wasn't ready just yet to have a man inside. The hurt was too recent, the pain too real. When Kelly had finished his back she stood against him and wrapped her arms around him, washing his chest. Will could feel her breasts pressed against him. He felt ashamed to have an erection. Would she think him a pervert for not controlling himself. Or maybe worse, another dangerous man, who might take her against her will. Holding herself tight to Will, Kelly moved a hand down across his flat stomach and down to find what she expected. She sought to calm him.

"It's ok Will. It's normal. It's actually a compliment that you see me as attractive." Kelly began cleaning his cock. It felt to her like a nice straight firm one. She washed, back and forth. He closed his eyes. She felt his body shaking. "Is this your first time with a woman?"

"No, a woman with a group, um, sucked on me, cause I gave them food. Some days ago. It was ok." Kelly smiled. This strong virile teen had had one blowjob.

"Good for you. You seem so good at helping people in distress." Kelly had dropped the cloth and was now stroking his cock with her bare hand. "Sometimes people like to reward those that help them." Kelly had her free hand around his stomach, her hand open and touching his bare skin as her other hand stroked, back and forth. Her head was resting against his back.

"You don't have to do anything. Reward me or anything. I would never force you or..."

"I know. You're an amazing, wonderful man. I'm doing this because I want to. Everything I do is because I want to. I can show you more than just books. Teach you more than just reading. When I'm healed, I'll show you." Kelly increased her pace. She felt the body in her grasp tense, the cock in her hand thicken, then Will grunted as his cum shot out into the darkening campsite. He moaned as Kelly coaxed more, squeezing out the last drops. She turned him towards her, glancing down, smiling, then bringing his face to her for a kiss. He obviously had no experience, but she didn't comment on this. She let him fumble and work things out. She took a trembling hand and let it cover her breast. She felt him crush it lightly in his large hand. So much he can learn. Her pleasure to teach him.

With the air quickly cooling they dressed and prepared their bedding for sleep. Kelly looked at Will who was doing his best not to stare at her. "Will?"

"Yes?"

"I'd feel much safer if I was sleeping next to you."

"Really? You want to, with me. Don't you need privacy?"

"It's a cold cruel new world. I need someone who makes me feel safe."

"I-I'll try to protect you best I can. I won't hurt you ever."

"Then that's the best offer I'm likely to get for a long time." Kelly pulled her things over to Will, added her blanket to his and got beneath them as close to his warm body as possible. Will seemed to be wondering just where to put his free hand. Kelly took it and wrapped his arm around her. "There, I feel secure." Kelly had her best night's sleep in many weeks.

Will woke at first light. He didn't dare move. He was lying on his back. Kelly had one leg and one arm thrown over him. Her breast was pressed against his side, her head was on his shoulder. He had a raging hardon. Normally if he had a hardon on the morning he'd go off to the side and rub it until he shot his stuff and it went away. Now he lay there. His normal morning condition enhanced by the amazing creature he'd saved. He wasn't experienced in the least in how to be with a woman. She said she was not much older than him. But she knew so much more. And her body, last night, as he washed her. It was like nothing he could have imagined. Just the images burned into his mind gave him feelings inside. He lay there as she slowly woke. Her first expression was one of surprise. Then she quickly relaxed when she saw who she was pressed against.

"MMm, Will, I haven't slept so well. Thanks." She moved her hand along his chest. When she moved her leg she felt him, firm and sticking up. "Oh, hmm, ok."

"Sorry, it does that."

"Yep, they do. When it does for the right reason and a girl feels appreciated." Now her hand moved down to where her leg had been. "And when a girl feels appreciated she sometimes does things to show that. Kelly pulled off her shirt. Will sucked in his breath when he saw her bare breasts. "Go ahead. Explore. Kissing and licking and light squeezing is nice. Kelly la back as Will had his first go at real live tits. She rubbed his head in encouragement as he kissed and sucked at her breasts, feeling their softness, and the hard nipples. She knew this would be making him even harder, if possible. After a good long while she pulled his head back and kissed him. "Thanks. Now let me show you my appreciation." Kelly kissed him on the lips, then worked her way down his chest, flicking her tongue over his nipples, then down across his stomach, following the line of hair from his navel down, across his patch of hair, and finding his hard cock. Kelly took a long time getting to know his member. Kissing around, down to his balls, and up across the cut head, the thick glans, licking at the fluid beginning to leak from the opening near the tip. Then letting her tongue run, down and up, over and around. She took the head into her mouth, letting him in, pushing a little further, holding his balls while her mouth worked on him. Will was soon warning,

"Kelly I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna." She felt his balls contract in her hand, felt the cock in her mouth throbbing. She pulled back so that only the head was between her lips, stroked him once, twice, then accepted his cum, swallowing as necessary. Taking all he had, sucking at the last bits, licking him clean. Satisfied she snaked her body up over him. She smiled at Will,

"I felt very appreciated."

"Uh, me too?"

"I hope to keep you that way. I don't know what we'll find out there, but I'd be happy to face it, with you."

"Ok. I don't know what I'm supposed to say."

"You don't have to say anything Will. I can tell by your actions. And reactions. I can make you very happy too." He nodded. He wasn't sure what a woman wanted to hear, but he was determined to make her happy. And he would defend her with his life. This he was sure of.

They broke camp and continued south/southwest. One day became much like another. Will was always able to find and prepare fresh meat, though the woods were more sparse as more and more people trudged south. They would occasionally stop and wait when Will became aware of a group moving along the trails. They would stay out of sight and watch. Some were groups much like Kelly had been in, men herding, there was no other word for it, women. Kelly would look at Will, but he reasonably explained, "I can't be the law by myself." Other times the groups would be more carefree as if on a fun adventure. Will would shake his head knowing that hard times were ahead for some of them.

Will kept them moving in a business like manner, taking all precautions, ensuring they were well supplied. Some of these supplies were becoming more scare as they passed by towns that had been ransacked by numerous groups. They found a large sporting goods store that was mostly out of weapons and ammunition. Will said to Kelly,

"It's going to get more dangerous. More weapons and fewer people knowing how to use them. We need to look to your safety."

"I'm with you. I'm safe."

"Something could happen to me. You never want to find yourself in the position you were."

"I'd kill myself first."

"Or defend yourself. It looks like they've taken all the larger hand guns. You'd be better off with something smaller anyway. Maybe a rifle too?"

"I've never fired a gun."

"I'll teach you. It would be better for both of us to cover our backs in an emergency." Kelly just nodded. Will found what he was looking for and boxes of ammo. "We'll add target practice to our evening routine. Gunshots will blend in with sounds of people hunting game. " So they added something new to their days.

Many nights Kelly woke from a nightmare. Dark dreams of her days with Hank's group. She'd wake with a start and only settle when she felt Will tighten his hold on her. She had been enjoying making him feel good, either stroking him or giving him head. Kelly was feeling more comfortable with his touch, his hands roaming over her body. She had endured it at first, feeling that the kid needed to learn, but still nervous at a man's touch. So many bad memories. But none of that was Will's fault. Fortunately he was too inexperienced to know that her shivers and other reactions were not the usual reactions. She wanted to do nothing that would offend him or put him off of his discoveries. She also knew that what she really wanted, and what Will deserved as her partner, she wasn't quite ready to share. Kelly was thankful that Will didn't know any better. Or at least she hoped he didn't.

Sitting beside their campfire on a cool evening, after target practice, after dinner, they looked at the stars filling the sky.

"Will, what do you believe in?" It was a simple, but maybe unnecessarily deep question. Their night usually involved a little reading, he'd enjoyed Call of the Wild, and maybe some time working on recognizing words. So this question came out before Kelly realized she would ask it. Will looked over at her,

"You mean like God and heaven and hell and all that? Nothing like that. I'm not sure what I would've said a year ago. Now, I believe in me and mine. That's all that matters. The world is different." Wow, Kelly thought, that was a lot from Will at one time. "You?"

"I want to keep believing in God and someplace better and all those things I learned in Sunday school. But yes times have changed. I think I've lost those beliefs. I'm trying to keep putting one foot before the other and get through each day."

"That's fair."

"Will?"

"Yes?"

"When you said 'me and mine' did that include me?" Will sat up and turned towards Kelly. He held her hands in his looking into her eyes.

"Kelly, I promise to stay with you and protect you and try to be a good man even though I don't know how completely for as long as you'll have me by our side. I promise this with the only thing I have to give. My life."

This was well more than Kelly was prepared for. This serious kid, still high school age was promising to take on the world if necessary, for her. Just a few months ago she'd have laughed it off as the grandiose proclamations of a high school doofus trying to get in her pants. Times had changed, he was sincere. And she needed to believe every word. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She kissed him and sobbed on his shoulder.

"Are you ok? Is something wrong?"

"No, that's the most important thing anyone had said to me. I want nothing more than to have you by my side."

The next day as they crossed over into New York following their own more difficult path to avoid the crush on the Appalachian Trail Kelly spent the day debating with herself. It had been weeks now. Day after day they travelled. The woke, they ate, they walked, they camped. Throw in foraging for food and supplies and reading at night and the days rolled on. Will asked for nothing, eagerly accepted what was offered and worked as hard either way. Kelly wondered how it might change. Like a genie being let out of a bottle she'd seen kids at school change once they'd had a taste of the goods, had reached the promised land. She was sure Will was different. Her nightmares had abated for the most part. Her body felt healed and refreshed. She'd had her period. She was early in a three year program so she expected that, but still. Hank and his crew were behind her. Physically she was ok. Now it was all mental. She felt stimulated enough by Will's fumbling touches. Her early feelings of putting up with a man caressing her had passed. It was time. It seemd so strange to her. In college, if she felt attracted to a guy she'd go for it if in the mood. She wasn't easy, exactly, but she enjoyed sexual relations. Now, she'd been making the most caring young man she'd ever met wait. She wasn't sure if he new exactly that he was waiting. He took each day as it came. That night, after they had target practice and after dinner, Will asked,

"Should we do some reading?"

"I was thinking about a different kind of learning. Will, do you know what it means, to become a man?"

"It means, being reponsible and able to care for you and yours, to provide." Kelly sitting next to him smiled. She touched his face thinking, 'this may be more difficult than she imagined'.

"All true. But there's something else men and women learn to do." Now Kelly lifted her sweater over her head. When she unclasped her bra, Will held a breast in his hand. "There's something we haven't done. You've shown me you're so very mature by not pushing me. You've been so so patient." Kelly was sliding off her pants and underwear. "Now yours." Will quickly undressed. They'd only both been naked together when bathing. The sight of Kelly's body, the feeling of her hip touching his. The weight of her breast sitting in his palm. Those feelings were stirring. He cock was rising.

"Kelly, I'm, it's because..."

"It's natural. It's just what I want."

"What do you want?"

"I want, I need, you to make love to me."

"Are you sure? After they hurt you and..."

"Shh. That's behind me. This is for now, and the future. You'll be gentle. You'll learn how to make me feel special. Right now I want my man to be with me, in the most wonderful way." Kelly lay back and guided Will to kneel between her legs. As he leaned forward she reached down and found his cock. He was obviously ready. She rubbed him along her slit. She knew that she was ready too. She positioned him at her opening. "Go slow. You won't hurt me. I may make sounds, but you're not hurting me. Listen to me, we do this together."

As expected he was eager and anxious and fast. When he exploded into her a minute later Kelly held him close and ensured Will that he had done great. She held him as she felt his cock soften and fall from her. She held him and kissed him and caressed his back. She held him so long she felt him harden. "Again." For the first time since she met him Kelly watch a smile break across Will's face.

"Yes! The feeling, oh, uh, did it feel good for you too?" Kelly kissed Will in the nose.

"Yes. Wonderful. Now, again?"

Will was happy that Kelly said it was good for her, but he didn't know. Feelings and sensations had hit him so fast and urgently that it seemed to be over in no time. He was excited to be trying again. Kelly helped again getting him inside. Now the urgency seemed to have passed. Will was thrilled at feeling how Kelly gripped him. His cock behing held and massaged as he moved in and out. It was a feeling he didn't want to end. Now as he moved in and out Kelly began making noises. Loud at times. Nothing like the first time. "OOooh oh Will, oooooo, mmmm, more, more Will." That wasn't a problem at the moment. There wsn't anything he wanted than to give her more. Then, "oooooh, faster, faster, uuuuuuh, AAAAAAAAh." He almost stopped. "Don't fucking stop! Not noooooow." So faster he went, not sure exactly what was happening. Kelly was slapping his back, her legs wrapped tightly around him, her hips pushing against him. "OOOh please more, UUUNnnngh, AH!" Then almost at once Kelly relaxed. Her legs wide, her hands holding Will's ass, "Whew, keep going, as long as you want. Will felt like he could go all night, Kelly's pussy wetter than before. Then suddenly he felt it rising. His cock harder than before. Kelly was rubbing his sides, telling him to let go. Will pushed, held himself in Kelly and released. He was sweating in the cold air. When he was finished he knelt back looking down at Kelly, her nipples hard in the night air, her hair splyed around her head. She was smiling and sighing, breathing heavily. "Now that was more than wonderful."

"You, I thought I was hurting you."

"That Will was an orgasm. You gave me an orgasm from intercourse. That's really cool."

"I'll do that all the time if that's what you want."

"Such confidence. It's not always so easy. But I can show you other ways. And, um, I never saw you smiling like this."

"You seemed to be feeling better. That made me happy." Kelly kissed him,

"Will, you gave sex back to me!"

"So does this mean you'd want to do it more?"

"Ha, not right now. But yeah. Sex with you is really nice." Somehow they seemed even closer while they slept. The next morning Kelly woke to the feeling of a hard cock pressing against her back.

"You awake Will?"

"Uh huh."

"Wanna?"

"Yeah!" Kelly shifted her position and let Will slide between her legs. When he was in she lay content as he pushed with energy up into her. His arm was wrapped around her and his hand playfully pulled at her breasts. She signed contentedly. Yes, the genie was definitely out. Will had been introduced to one of the wonders of life and he was enjoying it enthusiastically. His thrusts were strong but not painful, his touch was energetic but not hurtful. He asked often if she was feeling good. Kelly lay her head back against his shoulder. Will kissed the side of her face as he exploded inside. When he pulled out Kelly turned to face him. "I can probably do it again in a few minutes if you want."

"I'm happy to lay here and hold you."

"It wasn't good?"

"Oh, Will. There's so much to it. You don't understand that just being in your arms makes me as happy as I can be. When you make love to me, it's wonderful, another special feeling. For now, hold me and make me happy." They were late getting started that day. Will made her very happy indeed.

As they walked he was more talkative than ever. He had a thousand questions about the mystery revealed to him last night. Kelly assured him that there was so much more. They didn't have to do it all at once. Over lunch Kelly explained more than his father had passed to him. She told him that there were things people did, for fun, that she didn't care for and things she really liked that she would teach him. He was eager to please, a puppy dog came to mind. Kelly thanked fate or luck or whatever controlled their lives for sending Will her way.

Kelly noticed how quickly Will could go from school boy innocense to deadly serious at the first sign of trouble. Usually a sign that Kelly was oblivious to. He'd go silent and hold up his hand, which Kelly now knew meant, immediate silence and stop moving. Then with simple hand signals he'd indicate directions or whether to lie low. There were times now when Kelly could almost forget the outside world as she huddled with Will, reading, writing words, and now frolicking together. But it was a dangerous world.

They came to a small campsite. Will led the way warily down from their path. The woods opened onto a horror scene. Three men, two women dead with horrible wounds. Will backed them into the woods.

"They're not dead all that long, the fire ain't cold. Maybe last night." Kelly had her hands over her face. Will pulled out the hand gun he'd acquired for Kelly. She'd been practicing daily with him. He held it out to her. He declared, "I think you're ready. What is it for?"

"To protect me and mine."

"And you remember your lessons?"

"Yes."

"And how to be safe?" She checked the safety.

"Yes."

"Just don't shoot me." Kelly nodded seriously. She was fairly certain that wasn't a joke. She attached the holster, thought to herself that she felt like an old west person, then snapped back to the present as Will walked them slowly back up the hill.

"Are we going to look for who did this?"

"No. I'm not the law. We want to avoid these kind of people. And maybe warn others if we can." Kelly nodded her head in understanding. They saw no one that day and spent a quiet cautious night. No campfire, no target practice, a cold meal. No sex. Kelly was satisfied in a way that Will had his priorities. And their safety was first. Checking the map they planned to move west off of the line of the Trail. Will explained his logic.

"We know there are groups to be concerned with along here. And some may be aware of us. Including people following. We can go across and avoid the big cities. This is Pennsylvania over here?"

"Yes, Pennsylvania."

"I thought so. Looks like lots of country west of..."

"Philadelphia."

"Yes. We can go down through here, Pono...?"

"Look let's do that one a letter at a time."

"Po-co-noss."

"Good, they say Poconos."

"Ok, down through there."

"Good, lots of smaller towns through there."

They moved down off their trail and eventually across the Hudson above Rhinebeck. It was a long day of travel. Once across the river as the skies darkened they settled down for the night. They felt safer. They were soon naked under a blanket. Will lay on his back as Kelly rolled her hips feeling his cock stretching her and touching her in the nicest ways. He liked this position. He liked the way it felt as she moved her hips this way and that holding him, releasing him, causing him to touch her in places that made her moan. He also liked the way her breasts swayed with her movements. Moving targets for his tongue and lips. He liked it even more when she lay against him offering her mouth, and her tongue. Oh how he liked when her tongue found his. Her hips moving up and down, Will moving his own to push himself deeper. Then Kelly sat up and ground herself onto him, her hands braced against his chest and she rode him to orgasm, calling his name over and over and he felt her tense and release on him. She lay against him again as Will took control bouncing her on him as he lifted his ass off the ground then let them fall until he felt the surge and shared himself with Kelly.

As they lay holding each other staring up at the countless stars Will noticed a glow in the sky off to the west. He got the map and opened it across their laps. Kelly pulled the blanket up against the chill and peered down using starlight and the flickering campfire to read.

"We're here. I think I know what that may be. Woodstock." Will looked at Kelly with a confused expression. "You never heard of "Woodstock?" He shook his head. "It was a long time ago. Over 75, 80 years now. Young people gathered for peace and music."

"You think people are going there now?"

"It was called Woodstock, but it was somewhere else if I recall. But people will know the name. If there's a large camp somewhere, it would make sense that they'd be drawn there."

"Do you think it would be safe?"

"I don't know. I would think the kind of people drawn there would be. We could get information." They lay back looking up. Will said out loud,

"Peace and music. Hmm." In the morning they started off northwest. Being careful of more open areas it was late day before they arrived.

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