Daughter and Dad Part 2
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The following morning Emerson was pleased to see the girls rode with their hair tucked under their hats, although he knew a person would have to be a fair distance away to mistake them for men. Those two were very much female.
The herd had settled into a routine and the drive was going well. Emerson was confident that if he could get past Gustin the drive would succeed.
It was about an hour before Emerson expected to reach the night's campground when Tom Gordon rode up to him. "Emerson, it's probably okay, but I wanted to be sure you knew. The girls headed off to catch Pedro. They said the herd was going good and they were going to surprise everyone with something to eat besides beans. Do you think they will be all right?"
Emerson was immediately annoyed. They probably would have no problems, but they had gone alone! How could he be certain?
"Tom, I think we'll ride on ahead and catch them. This is exactly what I did not want them to do, regardless of the reason."
Emerson took off at a fast trot with Tom close behind. In twenty minutes of hard riding they found where Pedro had set up camp and the girls' horses were there. Still a half mile distant, Emerson felt relief. He would give them the lecture of their lives!
Tom called to him and Emerson looked his way. Tom was pointing to a break in the rocks near the base of a mountain. Emerging from the opening were four armed men. They were headed for the camp and were about the same distance away from it as Emerson and Tom.
Emerson opened his gelding up and Tom followed suit. The two pulled into camp just ahead of the small group of armed men. Emerson dismounted and walked to the fire and stood facing the approaching riders. Tom came up on Emerson's left.
As the four got close they stopped their mounts and sat looking the situation over. Emerson knew the leader had to be Gustin. He was a big man, in his forties with a surprisingly friendly smile. To his right was a Mexican, dressed in black and silver. Long hair flowed from under his hat. He didn't bother to try a smile and showed contempt as he faced Tom and Emerson.
The other two had to be Miller and Tuleya. Emerson had heard descriptions of the two. Miller was a slight man, blonde to point of almost being an albino. He wore a mustache as light as the rest of his hair. He was around thirty and was one of those people that always seemed nervous and on edge. Tuleya was dark in complexion and hair. He was much larger than Miller and looked almost jovial. Emerson knew that he was anything but that, and regarded the group closely.
The four men dismounted and walked to the fire, stopping across from Emerson and Tom. It was at this time the two girls emerged from the small tent Pedro had placed for them by the chuck wagon.
They had seen Tom and Emerson ride up and knew they were in for a dressing down, but both felt justified in their actions. It began when Maria thought it would be nice to cook a 'real meal', as she called it She then persuaded Cathy. "This is our last chance to have a decent meal," Maria had told Cathy. "We are safe enough today. The real danger starts tomorrow. Think how much everyone will appreciate a good meal."
Cathy had been dubious. "You know what Emerson said. He might get pretty upset."
Maria responded, "What can he do? Spank us? Come on Cathy, let's do it."
Cathy had relented, but insisted Tom be told of their plans. Maria chided her as they rode. "You seem to spend a lot of time with Tom. Is there something there?"
"I am surprised you noticed, the way you watch Emerson all the time. I happen to think Tom is nice. The more I see of him, the more I realize he is better than I had thought."
As soon as they reached the chuck wagon the two appraised Pedro of their plans. Since he would have a good meal and only have to gather wood for a fire, he gladly agreed.
The girls ducked into their shelter and quickly cleaned up. Both washed their faces and hands, removed their hats and combed their hair. At this point, they heard horses and glanced out to see Emerson and Tom riding fast to the camp.
"We are in for it now," Cathy told Maria. "Did you see how fast they rode up? Emerson must be mad!"
"Well, I am not afraid of any man," Maria answered. "We will stick to our plans and make a nice meal, for a change. That will take care of any ill feelings fast."
The two women failed to hear the other riders approach from their blind side. When they stepped out of the shelter, it was to find Emerson and Tom facing four men across the fire.
They saw the strangers react to their presence. Their mouths all dropped and they became openly agitated. Maria realized these men were like animals and there would be trouble. Both girls stopped and stood very still.
"Good God!" Bob Gustin exclaimed. "Will you look at that! Boys, this is our lucky day!"
"If you don't mind, Gustin, I'd like that dark-haired one first." It was Miller and his eyes practically glowed as he watched Maria.
"Boys, you know I'll be fair. First, I think we should talk to these gents. They may have something to say." Gustin gave a quick laugh as he finished.
Emerson stood still, watching the four. It was his to do. These men would try to kill Tom and him, and take the girls and the cattle. There were only four of them here, but there had to be more close by. Swiftly calculating their chances, Emerson knew how bleak it was. Still, it was fortunate that Gustin did not have his entire gang with him. Emerson determined he would never let them join forces. His best chance was to take as many of these men as he could right now.
Tom followed Emerson's lead. Maria and Cathy remained silent. They had heard the comments and knew what these men planned.
"This is a quiet bunch," Gustin finally spoke. "We are here to tell you we are going to cut your herd for any of my cattle. While we are at it, I think these ladies will want to go with us. Isn't that so, girls, or would you rather we kill these cowboys right here and now?"
There it was. Maria knew they would shoot Emerson and Tom if they didn't agree to go with them. She also knew Emerson would die before he would let those brutes have her and Cathy. She had placed them all in a horrible position!
It was Emerson that spoke. "You are Gustin? You don't have any cattle and you certainly aren't going to cut this herd. And," Emerson emphasized his next sentence," You'll rot in Hell before you ever touch one of these girls!"
Gustin gave that friendly smile. "Mister, I am Bob Gustin and I have eight men on a flat on that mountain watching us right now. All I have to do is signal them and they'll be here in a couple of minutes. Now do you have a crew that can handle a dozen fighting men?"
"The crew will only have to handle eight and yes, they are up to it." Emerson answered. Emerson took a half step closer and asked, "Gustin, do you think you are up to it?"
Gustin was confused. "Why do you think they'll only have eight to worry about? You can bet we'll be with them."
"I'm betting you won't be, Gustin. So far you've talked a lot but haven't done much to back it up. Talk is cheap," Emerson smiled at Gustin across the fire.
It was Tuleya that spoke, "For Christ's sake, Gustin! He means to take us out of the play, here and now!"
"Who are you?" Gustin had lost his smile. "You don't look like anybody I ever heard of. I think you're just desperate. I'm going to signal my men to come down."
"The next move you make better be for your gun, Gustin. I can't let you get together with the rest of your scum. You've made your talk, now it's time to back it up!" Emerson goaded the outlaw leader.
Maria stood still, sensing that death was at hand. She marveled at Emerson's nerve and confidence. Even as she felt fear unlike any she had ever experienced before, she admired Emerson. He was a man, as her father would say. He faced Gustin and his outlaws and showed no fear. He had even challenged them!
Tom Gordon knew he was facing some very salty men and he had thoughts of dying. He was amazed that he had no fear. These men were out to rape and plunder and he and Emerson were the only ones that were near enough to stop them. If he died in these hills, it would be with honor. He considered that and knew it was better than living in shame. He felt pride. Emerson needed help and he was the man standing beside him with his life in the balance. At this point, he had no doubt that Emerson's intention was to shoot it out with these outlaws!
Maria, too, understood what was about to happen. Emerson was going to improve the odds for the others and possibly give the women an opportunity to survive, even at the cost of his life. She watched the scene unfold in horror.
Cathy Jordan recognized the situation as being bleak, and decided Tom and Emerson would not be able to handle all four men. She glanced around and located her rifle, leaning against the wagon, not five feet away. Quickly, she made her plans.
Cathy felt pride in the courage of the two men from Morgantown. Tom was showing more nerve than most. Few would back Emerson in this hand. Gustin seemed to hold all the cards. Yet Tom did not waver, and Cathy knew he was willing to die for her and Maria. She promised herself that she would never question Tom's courage again, if they both survived this situation. Thinking about her rifle, Cathy knew that she was going to have a say in who was left standing.
Gustin gave the group by the fire his best smile, "There's no need to get all worked up. We were just-" and he went for his gun.
Emerson had sized up the group and decided Miller and Tuleya were the most serious threat. He would concentrate on them. He was glad to have Tom side him, but knew Tom would never be able to take the other two. It was a tough situation. His intention was to get as many as possible and hope the rest of the crew would show up in time to help the girls.
His hands shot down and came up blazing. He was putting lead into Miller and Tuleya as fast as he could thumb back the hammer. The button Emerson had focused on disappeared on Miller's shirt. Tuleya's shirt pocket turned crimson and both men staggered backward.
As he was firing, Emerson saw the Mexican go down and realized Tom had done his job. A blow smashed Emerson's right shoulder and he was turned part way around. He brought up his left hand gun and pointed it at Gustin only to see Gustin's chest turn red and his arms flail wildly. Then Emerson saw Gustin take another slug in the chest and drop over backward. Turning he saw Cathy Jordan levering another shell into her rifle.
Tom concentrated on Emerson's advice. He had to make his first shot count! When Gustin started the dance, Tom had already decided to try for the long-haired Mexican. Tom was bringing his colt up when he saw flame and felt the bullet go by his head. Tom leveled his gun and shot, just before his man fired for the second time. Tom's aim was true and the Mexican took one in the heart, but not before his second shot took the hat off Tom Gordon's head. Tom went down in a heap.
Cathy grabbed for her rifle when the shooting started. Turning back she saw Tom and the Mexican both drop and Emerson hit by a bullet of Gustin's. Feeling a hatred she had never before experienced, she shot Gustin in the chest. Working the lever, she fired again and then ejected the spent shell and replaced it with a fresh one, waiting.
Emerson began dumping spent cartridges from his left hand gun as he surveyed the scene. Unable able to use his right arm, it took longer than usual. He holstered that colt and reached over and removed the gun from his right hand and reloaded that.
By this time Cathy was at Tom's side, looking at his head wound. With a sigh of relief, she told Emerson, "He's still alive, but it looks like a slug dug a furrow in his head. I think he should be all right if I can stop the bleeding."
Maria was close to Emerson. "You've been shot! Look at your shoulder, and your leg!"
Emerson had not known he was hit in the leg, but when Maria mentioned it he noticed his right leg was weak. He had been hit in the thigh, near the spot the steer had gouged. The bullet had passed through, but he was bleeding from both wounds.
He staggered as he took a step and Maria came closer and placed his good arm around her shoulders.
"I want you girls to get out of here, fast! The rest of Gustin's crew watched that whole thing and will be high tailing it down that mountain right now."
"Emerson, Tom needs care. I guess I'll stay here with him." It was Cathy. Emerson suddenly realized he would never get Cathy to leave Tom.
He nodded to Cathy. "Then get him under the wagon and have your rifle loaded and ready." Pedro came puffing into camp, his arms full of wood and his eyes popping. "Pedro, stay with Cathy and Tom." Emerson was trying to think through the pain that was beginning to flood his body.
"Maria, ride for the crew and get them back here pronto! I'm going to try to beat the rest of Gustin's bunch to that wash I saw these four come from. If I can beat them there, I can hold them off for awhile. Help me back to my horse and then get on Tom's and ride!"
Mounting his gelding was difficult, but with Maria's help he made it. Maria then jumped on Tom's mount.
"There is no sense telling you to be careful. Just stay alive, for me, please." Maria told Emerson and then wheeled her horse and headed out on a dead run.
It seemed like it took forever, but just over a mile out, Maria saw the crew riding in a group, headed in her direction. She pulled up as they approached.
Pat Casey was white as he questioned Maria. "We heard shooting. Where have you been hit?"
Maria glanced at her shirt and saw it was covered with blood. Her father thought she had been shot! "I wasn't hit. Tom and Emerson shot it out with Gustin and three of his men. Gustin's bunch is dead, but Tom and Emerson were hit. This is Emerson's blood. Gustin said the rest of his gang would come off that mountain, so Emerson rode to a wash to try to hold them off. He is seriously wounded and needs help!"
Then, as if to emphasize her words, gunfire reached their ears. Without another word, Miguel spurred his horse in that direction, and the rest followed suit. Maria turned Tom's tired mount and headed after them as fast as she could.
Emerson knew he had lost much blood and was weakening as he rode. Still, he had no choice. If he could get to that bottleneck before Gustin's bunch, he could hold them off for a while. Emerson knew his crew had to have heard the shooting and would be coming.
He left his horse and headed for some high rocks on the east side of the ravine. He fell when he dismounted, his right leg no longer responding to his commands. He lurched to his feet and locked his knee. Using his rifle as a crutch he managed to get into the rocks. It wasn't the place he would have chosen, but it was the one he could reach.
Riders were coming hard down a dim trail and Emerson knew he had barely reached the rocks in time. It was Gustin's men, of that he was certain. The third man was obviously an Indian, riding with no saddle and no shirt.
Cradling the rifle against his left shoulder, Emerson put the lead rider in his sights. When he got within forty yards, Emerson squeezed the trigger. The man rolled off the back of the horse and remained where he struck the ground. The rest of the outlaws threw themselves from their saddles and took cover in the rocks.
They soon determined Emerson's position and began shooting in his direction. Placing the stock between his knees, Emerson worked the lever on the rifle. Slugs whined off the rocks around him as he kept low. Emerson felt himself becoming dizzy and knew the crew would have to show up soon, or it would be all over.
He pointed the rifle around a bolder and fired a shot with his left hand, just to give them the idea he was still alive and shooting back. Then he slowly worked another shell into the chamber.
Miguel Hernandez rode like a man possessed. His wife's son was in grave danger. He has grown fond of Emerson and recognized him as a man of character and courage. The rest of the crew worked to keep up. Following the sounds of the shooting, Miguel saw the opening in the rocks and headed for it with his colt drawn. Those behind him followed suit and raced into the wash with their guns ready.
Gustin's men had taken cover from the shots Emerson fired. When Miguel and the others hit the opening, their sides were exposed. The fighting was brutal, but lasted only about a minute. Miguel, Pat Casey, Billy Hatko and the rest of the riders were no pilgrims. When they entered the wash they laid down a merciless barrage that the remnants of Gustin's gang could not endure.
Emerson had gotten to his feet when he heard the riders open up on the outlaws and saw most of the swift finish. Feeling weak, but relieved, he was about to call down, when he sensed movement behind him. Trying to move fast, Emerson simply fell, but it saved his life. He felt a burning sensation in his lower back and he landed on his bad shoulder. Rolling over, and in great pain, he saw the Apache standing over him with a bloody knife.
Even as he tried to get a pistol into play, Emerson knew he would be no match for the speed of the Indian. The knife would do its work and Emerson was far too weak to prevent it.
Suddenly, from close by, a shot boomed and Emerson saw the Indian's blood spray the boulders. The cruel face showed surprise for a second and then went blank, as the man collapsed on Emerson, dead.
With his last bit of strength, Emerson pushed the body from him. Standing on a rock, holding a rifle, was Maria. She dropped the weapon, rushed over and and knelt beside Emerson. "Can you get up? We have to get you out of here."
"I think I can make my feet, if you help me. I'm getting a little light-headed. Maria, you were just in time!" Emerson's voice was weak and he could barely hear himself.
With Maria to lean on, Emerson was able to get back down to where he had left his horse. He knew that, even with her help he would not be able to reach the saddle. At that point, his crew rode out of the wash and over to where he and Maria stood.
Billy Hatko jumped off his horse and gently put his arms around Emerson. It was barely in time, as Emerson felt himself sinking. Billy lowered him to the ground and began to work on him immediately. He cut what was left of Emerson's shirt and made bandages and placed them over the wounds.
"We have to stop the bleeding now, then we'll get you back to camp to do a thorough job. It looks like I'll have to stitch your back. This reminds me of that time we were in San Francisco." As he spoke, Billy quickly worked to stop the flow of blood.
"Now let's get you back to camp." Billy declared and Maria and the others watched as Billy lifted Emerson into the saddle. Maria had been very quiet, but as she mounted, she looked at the other riders.
"Bob, are you all right?" she asked Bob Jordan. He was wearing a bandage around his left forearm.
"Maria, it is a scratch compared to what Emerson took. We wiped out the rest of Gustin's gang! These guys might look like a bunch of ranchers, but can they shoot! Your dad and Miguel rode into that wash, shooting the Hell out of them. I was lucky to get there in time to be a part of it. Is Cathy okay?" Bob was still very excited from his first taste of battle.
"She is fine. When Tom and Emerson shot it out with those four, your sister grabbed her rifle and killed Gustin herself. He was putting bullets into Emerson, who had been fighting with that Miller and Tuleya. Tom shot some other man and was wounded in the head. She would not leave for safety when Emerson told her to. She insisted on staying with Tom. Pedro had been out looking for firewood and missed the whole thing." Maria decided to admit to the group why they came to be at the camp.
"It was my fault this all happened. I talked Cathy into leaving early to go to the camp to make a nice meal for everyone. I never thought there would be any trouble today. I almost got everyone killed. Those men were discussing what they were going to do with Cathy and me, like we were a couple of cattle. If Tom and Emerson hadn't followed us in, I hate to think where we would be now." Maria was very contrite as she told her story.
Pat Casey spoke, "Maria, we aren't going to worry about that right now. We have too many things to do. As soon as we determine how things are at the camp we have to get back to the herd or those animals will wander all over the place. Just learn from these things."
Emerson was lost in a world between reality and dream, except the pain was becoming very real. He could hear people, but didn't know, or care, what was said. Billy rode close to him, keeping him in the saddle. He was hunched forward, his chin on his chest.
As they approached the camp, Pedro and Cathy stepped from cover, both carrying rifles. Cathy looked the group over. "I'd guess you all met up with the rest of that outlaw bunch and they didn't fare so well. Bob, are you hurt?"
"It's little more than a scratch. We shot the Hell out of that gang of tough men. Emerson is hurt bad though. How is Tom?" Bob showed relief as he saw his sister was unhurt.
"He is breathing regular and the bleeding has stopped, but he hasn't come to, yet. I think he will be all right in a couple of days. I sure hope so!" It was like Cathy to say what she felt.
As the riders entered the camp, Gustin and his men were still stretched out in death. Each man was able to see the fight in his mind as he looked at the scene.
"Every damn one of them brought their gun into play." It was Pat Casey. "I'd say they had their chance and came up short. Any man that would bother women deserves this. Boys, drag these bustards out of here and cover them with rocks."
Billy and Maria had helped Emerson down and laid him on a blanket by the fire. Billy seemed to have experience in wounds and took control.
"Pedro, get a bottle of whiskey out of the wagon. We have to pour some on this man's wounds, and then pour some in him. Maria, heat some water up. We have to clean these wounds."
Billy was amazingly gentle as he probed and cleaned Emerson's wounds. Emerson had lapsed into unconsciousness, but moaned when Billy poured the alcohol on them. Maria was at Billy's side, helping any way she could.
"I have to stitch up this cut. It looks like a knife wound." Billy said to Maria. "Do you know how he got it?"
"When all the riders were shooting it out with Gustin's crowd in those rocks, I found Emerson's horse and looked around for him. When I did find him he was struggling with an Indian. Emerson was already weak and the Indian was going to stab him, so I shot the Indian. He was so close he fell on Emerson when he died." Maria was thinking about the fear she felt and she had gladly killed a man to save another.
Billy looked at Maria. "You'll do Maria! Emerson owes you his life. That was good work."
"Billy, I disobeyed him and now he's lost blood and who knows what, because of me. Tom is badly hurt. I don't feel like I helped him any." Maria was near tears.
"I don't think you understand men very well, Maria. Tom and Emerson did what they had to do. They won't complain. Emerson would give his life to save yours and never think twice. They are going to be happy they saved two of the finest girls in New Mexico. What you and Cathy can do to repay them, is always be what you are now," Billy counseled.
Maria felt tears on her cheeks as she spoke, "Billy, thanks, but what if I'm not worth it? Emerson's life is more important than mine!"
Billy smiled as he responded, "Maria, don't you see? You are worth it! That answer proved it! Let's get this done and let him rest."
Maria spent that evening, and the entire night, sitting by Emerson, placing wet cloths on his forehead to relieve the fever that gripped him. Cathy was near by, maintaining a vigil over Tom. Occasionally, the two would exchange encouragements or smiles. Each knew how worried the other was.
In the small hours of the morning Emerson seemed on fire. Maria kept placing cool cloths on him and wiping his brow. It was then that he began to talk, and to Maria's surprise, in fluent Spanish. She found that answering in Spanish seemed to relax him, so she spent the rest of the night responding to Emerson's talk. Cathy heard them and was surprised as well. She could only imagine what Maria thought when she learned Emerson had mastered that language.
Maria knew Cathy could hear, but not understand, what she and Emerson were saying. She was grateful for that. Emerson was squeezing her hand and talking love. At first it embarrassed Maria, but she soon found herself responding to him. He would smile and sleep for short periods, them she would feel the pressure on her hand and he would start in again. Maria found herself looking forward to those moments.
She felt closer to Emerson than she ever had to any man, and could say things she normally would not. He was delirious and would never remember the things they said. Besides, it seemed to help relax him and she knew he would need rest if he were going to make it. So Maria talked of love to a man near death and learned from it. As she spoke, she began to understand her feelings toward this handsome man, who had both made her life Hell and saved it twice.
The sun was just beginning to show in the eastern sky when Cathy gasped loudly. "Tom is coming around! His eyes are open!"
Maria joined Cathy as Tom moaned and looked around. "I guess I must be dead and with the angels." A weak smile followed.
Cathy laughed, "You are with angels, but you're still alive, thank God!" and she bent down and kissed him. As she withdrew, Cathy told Tom, "You had a bullet bounce off that thick skull of yours. You've been out ever since. How do you feel?"
"Like I was kicked in the head by a mule! I did feel some relief when you kissed me. I wonder if you could sort of help me out a little more?" Tom asked with a straight face.
"Okay this time, but don't think I'm going to try to give you a full recovery right now!" Cathy laughed as she gave Tom another kiss. "I'm just so glad that you woke up!"
"What did happen? I don't remember very much. I guess Emerson thinks I'm pretty slow. What did he say?" Tom watched as the girls' expressions turned serious. "Is he all right? For God's sake, did he get killed?"
Maria answered, " Emerson is very much alive. He was hit in the shoulder and leg in that fight and then rode to meet the rest of Gustin's gang in the wash to the east, so they couldn't over run the camp and get you and Cathy. She refused to leave you. In that fight an Indian cut him with a knife and he lost more blood. Right now, he is sleeping by the fire, but he has a bad fever and is not very well."
"Tom, it was my fault for talking Cathy into leaving the herd. You and Emerson were wonderful. You saved Cathy and me. I only hope you both can forgive me."
"It sounds like Emerson was busy." Tom looked at Maria. "There is nothing to forgive. I'm just glad I was finally able to answer the call. I was calm and wasn't afraid, although I may have been too slow. I can't speak for Emerson, but I know he would ride into Hell for you. We saw him do it, in fact. He will never be angry with you."
Maria returned to Emerson's side as Cathy and Tom discussed the previous day's excitement. It seemed to Maria that those two were becoming more than friends on this trip. She was glad for them, but it brought her back to the man beside her. She realized how much she wanted him to recover. Maria wiped his brow and waited.
As the day wore on members of the crew stopped by to see how Emerson was doing. Pat Casey spoke to Maria, "I know you are worried about Emerson, but lie down and get some rest. We don't want you to be ill, too. We have to keep drifting the herd so the cattle can graze. I'll be sure somebody is around to keep an eye on you. I think we eliminated most of the danger yesterday. I'll be back this evening to see how everything is going. Get some rest."
Billy came by twice to clean the wounds and change bandages. "I know he looks bad, but he'll make it. No bones were hit. His shoulder will take a long time to heal. He suffered muscle damage, but I think he is better now than he was last night. He sure has a good nurse, who had better get some rest."
Emerson woke with the feeling someone had put equal amounts of sand and cotton in his mouth. He felt pain in his shoulder, but not as bad as he might expect. His leg throbbed, but compared to his shoulder, would be no problem. The cut he received from the damned Indian burned his back.
Emerson decided to open his eyes and get some water. He found a damp cloth covered his forehead and eyes and a weight was on his chest. Looking under the edge of the cloth he could see Maria lying with her head on his chest. She seemed asleep. He realized his left hand was resting on her cheek.
Gently, he began to caress her cheek and neck. He kept it up for several minutes. Then he felt Maria stiffen. She was very still for a minute as Emerson kept caressing her. Then she sat up and removed the cloth and looked into his eyes.
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She left me two years ago for another man. To this day, I still think about how she just walked out without giving me any explanation at all. Since then, I have not seen any other women. None. That is because of two reasons. One, I am scared that another would do what she did to me, and two, well, I am still in love with her. You would think after two damn years I would be over it. Well, I’m not. Every day that goes by, I still think of Miranda. I still see her long wavy dark brown hair flowing...
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“So. You want to write a book about Systemic Hypoplasia, and how it affects our daily lives right?” Tia asked, and Jamie nodded. As she sat behind her desk, Tia crossed one leg over the other, and seemed to loose herself in a bit of thought. “The only thought about that is that there might be a few people that don’t want their story told.” Tia told Jamie, who nodded. “I understand, but I have to try none the less. I would rather some people know about us than think we’re just children trying...
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Brandi Love recently moved into a penthouse, but it looks like she needs help fixing one of the most important fixtures in her home — the bidet! She calls the concierge to get it sorted out, and soon up comes the night desk manager to assess the situation. Lucky for Brandi, he only finds that the bidet needs plugged in! But even luckier for Brandi, her husband’s traveling yet again, and she’s got a single, young stud in the right place at the right time! The busty cougar strips down to some...
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Donna and her best friend, Susan, were both barely sixteen when they became lovers. They had grown up together, almost like sisters, and had only gradually become aware of their budding sexuality, without ever really talking about it. Neither could put a label on her feelings for the other. They were close friends and it felt good - that was all that mattered. Donna's parents had gone away for the weekend and she was sent to stay at Susan's house. There was a spare bedroom available, but the...
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The day after finals everyone but me left for home. I had taken a job at the college running the extensive sprinkler system. Each sprinkler had to be turned on and off at designated times, and the whole operation took eight hours every day. My mother was angry. She had arranged for a seven day cruise for Bethany and Ben and me and Kathleen. She told me I didn’t need to work, because she had plenty of money. I reminded her that she wanted me to become a whole man, and one thing a man does is...
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Myself Ravi, this is a real incident happened between me and my neighbour aunty Shaheena. I work in a company as a manager, aged 26 and presently residing in a north Karnataka. As my job is more includes travelling, I reside in hubballi city. And my mail id is Feel free to respond to the sex story. Now coming to the sex story, real incident, my heroin shaheenaz(name changed for privacy) is a very pretty and having right sizes in right places and a perfect fucking structure aged 32 and size of...
It's Saturday night and I'm sitting here watching my beautiful young wife making a few final adjustments to her appearance before we go to a party thrown by her boss and his wife! She's wearing yet another new dress, one of dozens that she's bought recently since starting her new job as the personal assistant to the managing director of a large property management company. It's the type of dress that until recently, she wouldn't have looked at twice, but suddenly it's become one of her...
Two weeks later, Simon was still floating about six inches off the ground. He'd been teased by some of the crew, but mostly they'd seen just how happy he was, and grinned, leaving him to it. Of course, the sight of Marianne waiting for him at the station didn't hurt. He thought she was amazingly pretty, and when she saw Simon her face would light up with a huge, bright smile. There was, of course, some undercurrent of jealousy, but these were people who liked Simon, and they couldn't...
Sometimes things happen unexpectedly. Those words describe my entire New Year's Eve. My night started with me downtown. Now ordinarily I wouldn't step foot downtown on New Year's Eve if I could at all avoid it. The place becomes a zoo of drunken bafoons and desperate revelers. But through an unfortunate series of events I found myself behind virtual enemies lines too late into the day this New Year's Eve. Many of the roads had already been blocked off and those that weren't were highly...
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IncestDear friends, I am Robin, aged 27 years and presently putting up with my brother ( 31 ). He got married some 4 years back. I became a die hard fan of my bhabhi, Neha ( same age), from the day one because of her beauty. She is sooo fair that the very word fair will be gross insult to her skin texture. Her good height (5 6″) and curvaceous body, all in correct proportion, makes her the most desirable lady and my brother always feels proud of his prized possession. After about a year my brother...
Hi friends i am -> “vs” i am here with a great story. So lets not waste time and start. Mai apne fai (papa ki bhen) ke ghar rehata tha. Mai 12th me padhta tha. Muje phele se hi sex me intrest tha aur iccha bhi hoti thi. Mera fua(unke pati) wo dusra gawo me rehte the aur naukri karte the. Wo aur unki do beti city me rehta the kuyki unki dono beti M.B.B.S me padhai karti thi. Meri teeno ke sath aachi banti thi aur wo log khule swabhav ke the.Mai kabhi kabhi unko bathroom me nahte dekhne ki try...
This is work of fiction and personel view of writer, any body offended pls do not read DEAR FRIEND MERI NET FRIEND JISE MISSDOLY KE NAME SE JANTE HAI USNE MUJHE APNI HAQEEQAT LIKHNE KI SALAH DI Fir hum agle darwaje par gaye. Wahan jis shishya se mili usne mujhe andar bulaya aur apne samne khadi kar mere Nang shareer ke ek ek ang ko badi tasalli se nihara. Fir mujhe apne seene se laga kar choomte huye kaha, “tum bahut khoobsoorat ho magar tumhari gand tumhare shareer ka sabse sundar hissa hai.”...
Writer’s note: You may have seen this published on another website. It is a sequel to a story by my favorite writer. She was fully aware of my intent to compose it before I began, and she has read and approved this effort. Her original story was about a middle-aged, upper-class couple, Jonathan and Amelia Russell, who moonlighted as cat burglars in their neighborhood. Under investigation by police and a U.S. State Department agent, they fled the country to Switzerland. In this sequel, the duo...
Hello boys and girls. This is your Uncle Dave here, presenting today’s history talk. There’s a lot of things that happened on this day in history. For instance, on this day, July 20, 1885, professional soccer was made legal in England. This led to a lot of people who would otherwise be productive to get hit on the head repeatedly by soccer balls, leading them to be unfit for anything other than delivering drivel on sports talk radio and television. Before 1885, it was legal to play football,...
The day was slowly moving to a close. Chrisine could hear the sounds of the kids about to be let out for the day. Then it would be quiet for the rest of her time at the office. She realized that she actually enjoyed the noise, exuberant noise of the elementary school kids being let out. There was so much life and joy in it, that it was a pleasure for her. It was also the time of day,when her own secretarial staff would be going home, leaving her with the quiet that she loved periodically. ...
Ayesha Chapter Seven by Cordellian "Sorry to keep you waiting, Kelly. My name is Doctor Edith Grayson, and I'll be performing your breast enhancement operation today," said a professional looking woman in her mid to late thirties, with dark brown hair tied into a neat pony tail. She was wearing a smart navy blue knee length dress and a white hospital coat as she swept into the room with a bundle of papers in her hands. "You must be ever so excited, you lucky girl." I had been...
A little about me: I’m a 22 year old bi guy. I came across this site several months ago and love reading some of the stories and experiences posted on here, so I thought it was time I shared some of my own. This story isn’t the dirtiest or most intense out there, however it always makes me horny thinking about the day I started to realise my sexual desires and what put me on the path to who I am now. This story goes back several years to when I was 16, I had spent the day with friends on a hot...
A few months after i turned 16, my uncle started eyeing me. I think he liked my perfectly twink body. One weekend i was at a sleepover at his place. Me and my cousin were playing in the backyard. He came with a beer in his hand and asked us to cut the grass. Me and my cousin decided to play a little longer and cut the grass later. Eventually we forgot about it and we were in for hell of a beating. Uncle was mad. He made my cousin lay on his lap and pulled his shorts down and started spanking...
BOOK 2 A DRINK WITH THE DEACON. 1921 We left the church cemetery in the old T model truck. The top had long since turned from simply leaky to almost non existent, the ride was cold and miserable because of it. That ride and my mood were a perfect match for one another. Bobby pulled the T model into the dirt yard of the home place. The family home was no more than an unpainted shack. It must have been painted once since there were still white bits clinging inside the grain of the wood here...
Caregiver in Love (the continuing saga of the Caregiver) Part 1 Caregiver Saga Part II: Caregiver in Love. Shawn's older sister continues to dominate him. Shawn rejects and resists her efforts to feminize him. Meanwhile, he is thrilled by a budding romance with his beautiful cooking teacher, Jacqueline. He only hopes that his smooth legs, and his complete lack of any experience with sports or other manly attributes do not turn her off. He hopes that she can forget his shameful...
Chapter 1:Christine couldn’t believe her luck. She was now on her way to the private club, in a limo no less.It had only been Tuesday that she had gone out to a movie with Cassandra. That in itself seemed rather strange, but they had both gotten along well while working on a school project together. Working together wasn’t exactly correct either, as Christine did most of the work. Christine knew that was just the way it worked with rich girls like Cassandra, they always got their way. They...
Before we get into the story, I would like to thank everyone who took their time to provide feedback and comments on my story. I am expecting the same kind of response from you guys after you finish reading this part. Now back to the story the first sex ritual. Ramanan and Radhika did not speak to each other about the test conducted on them by the Sage. But the pleasure they experienced still lingered on their body. Ramanan had his cock rising whenever he thought about the things that Meena did...
You are nineteen years old and you have got an interview about a private job at some country manor. It pays well and you think it is right up your street. You are somewhat a geek and you have been at college for a year and a half and want to gain some on the job experience. You haven't got any real friends, and are not even close to getting a girlfriend. You have been told to go to a house in Hertfordshire, which is just outside London, where you live. You are told to go down this country lane...
Most people don't like a person to change. They compliment someone for 'being himself.' But isn't that peculiar? When do you reach that 'self' stage? On turning ten? Twenty? Fifty-four? And why would it be a good thing to always stay unchanged? Lying face down on the massage table, Juliana felt how liquid thoughts flew in and out of her head, in time with the hands that kneaded her shoulders. 'Life is good' was one nice thought rolling in. 'Can't go on like this' was quite...
Welcome to Middlesbrough in the north-east of England. Once an industrial city specialising in the chemical industry, the place has been cleaned up considerably over the last 20 years and is now slowly regaining its green parks and gardens. We close in on a city centre shopping mall. A hundred or so stores under the same roof. The Cleveland Shopping Centre. Inside we see shoppers shopping all around, but focus in on a married couple looking in the window of a pet-store, watching a couple of...
Savannah came from a not so traditional broken home but it was broken nonetheless. Her father, Tony, has and continues to struggle with substance abuse and is an insane narcissist whose only motivation is to make himself look the martyr. Savannah has always been the rebel of the three kids while Nadia seems intent on obeying her father's every wish. Savannah on the other hand marches to the beat of her own drum. Don't get me wrong, she is a wonderful young woman and aside from her...
remember my parents call me Niki. I come from a family of lawyers. When I say that I mean both my parents, all my grandparents, and most of my uncles. I have lived in Chicago my entire life. I was brought up to be very obedient. My parents taught me at a young age that obedience is the most respect you can show someone. Mommy and daddy raised the perfect obedient little girl. I had no idea what true obedience was until my 14th birthday. I am very pretty at 5'6",...
Sexy neighbor I see every evening minding his business on the balcony opposite to mine. I find him adorable with his short swimming suit red color, no shirt, his body shines with the sun reflection. Every few minuets he pulls his cock like messaging it with one hand, every time make me drip in my pants. It seems that he was single no much visors, same as me. One day I got drunk and I got dressed as a lady, I had my sexy lingerie red, and a silky rob above it almost transparent rose color, a red...
Barbara was out on her mountain bike riding the trail heading out to Coppermine Hill. It was Monday morning a humid day 25°C the sun glaring down as she rode along the steady gradient , perspiring , her red bike shorts and sports bra soaked through . Her pussy rubbing against the hard seat the camel toe visible her nipples hard visible through the sheer fabric. When she got to the top of the hill she sat on the hard ground admiring the view. Sipping the water from her remaining water bottle....
With Eddie's help I got pictures placed in the new office and my room. My dressers were now filled with more personal items both on top and inside. Boxes remained but with things I'd put around the house later, after Cleo went back to the city. For now they'd sit in the closet in my office. I plopped on my bed laying spread eagle on my back. "Done!" Eddie laughed. "Yes. For now." From the foot of the bed Eddie climbed between my bare legs, propped on his elbows at the crotch of my...
The rest of the day seems to fly by, until the doorbell rings a little after six in the evening. I go to answer the door, unsure who it is. We’ve made plans to meet up with some of our friends later. When I open the door, there stands my girl Cricket. I let out a shrilling scream, wrapping my arms around her. “Holy fucking shit! You’re here!” I yell probably too loudly in her ear, as we hug tight. Her embrace is amazingly strong. It’s been a few months since we’ve seen each other. “How...
Halloween nights are usually not my thing. However, last night was something else. I went over to the kids place to walk around with the grand kids. I knew I was going to be bored and cold so I gritted my teeth and dressed warm for the evening. When I arrived the activity was already at a peak. I just stayed in the back ground as the little guys got ready, ate and were chomping at the bit to get going. The mom told me they were waiting on someone before we could go and they were about five...
My parents were divorced when I was a young child and I lived with my paternal grandparents and father on a farm. I was my mother’s favorite child. I’d cry at night and beg my father to allow me to live with her. Later, when my mother refused to reconcile with my father, he committed suicide. I was 18 years old. Since I was such a delinquent child, my grandparents asked my mother if she’d be willing to take me. Being her favorite child, she readily agreed. I didn’t get to see a lot of...
Hello readers, thank you for your lovely feedback on my previous story. It was great to interact with some of the readers. I am back with an incident that happened with me just 2 days before the lockdown with an old friend of mine from my coaching center. So here is how it went. I called an old friend. We have been in touch on and off through the years but haven’t met many times. I called Shalu (name changed) 3 days before the Janta Curfew. I asked if she’s up for a coffee as it has been a long...