Bobs Frothy Adventures Part 1 and 2 slightly edited
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I knocked on Angel’s door and said softly, “Can daddy come in to play with Angel and her friends?”
The door opened up and Angel hugged me and said, “Of course you can come in to play daddy, you don’t have to ask. You can come in anytime.” I explained that when the door is shut, I always knock. That is because she may not be dressed or she is doing something I shouldn’t see.
Angel said, “But daddy I don’t care if I have no clothes on, you saw me like that before, when you sent me to heaven so Doctor Phil could fix me, so I could come back here to live with you.”
Suddenly both Grenna and Bertron looked at Angel and like twins asked, “Are you Solange; the girl that the Sky Spirits made new again?’
Angel nodded and said, “Yes, but daddy calls me his angel and he changed my name to Angel Stevens. We don’t use that name anymore. It makes me and daddy sad when we hear that name.”
“Yes Angel it does, now who is your new playmate?”
“Daddy this is Bertron and you know Grenna. Bertron is Bernita’s little girl. She is six!”
“Nice to meet you Bertron, now are you having a tea party or do you need to hear a story?”
All three girls yelled, “A story, a story, please?”
“Ok but you have to sit nice and listen,” I say.
I grabbed one of Angel’s Golden Books. This one was about the “Little Engine That Could.” I sat on the bed and the girls crowded around me with Angel on my lap. I started to read and before I was halfway thru the story I had 3 very sleepy little girls holding on to me to keep from falling over. I lay them on the bed and silently left the room and closed the door. I saw Ambat and said, “The girls just went to sleep for their nap, don’t let anyone wake them for at least an hour, OK?”
“Yes Bob, I will wake them in an hour.” I had clocks all over in my family’s cave so that was not a problem.
I went into the practice cave and was I surprised, it was now at least twice as large, both in length and width. There was a new door that led to an armory where all the ammunition and arrows were stored. I found out later that only three people could open it, Barbara, Harlou, and me. Instead of the 18 lockers, there were now about 50 of them. Most of them did not have a name or picture on the front, but they were there. There were more archery stations I could see at least 15 stations there. Then there was a wall between the gun range and archery range. In the gun area there were 20 standing rest stations and 6 laying stations. I looked and Joulnar was lying with a scope rifle and was shooting like that. Barbara was coaching him. I saw them and walked over. Barbara saw me and tapped Joulnar on the foot and he stopped and looked up. Once he saw me, he cleared his weapon and laid it down. He stood and said, “I like this new practice cave Bob, it is nice to see different ways to shoot.”
“Yes Joulnar, sometimes we have to shoot standing up, or leaning on a tree and sometimes we have to lie down to keep ourselves hidden from the animals we are hunting. That is why we have the different places set up for us to practice.”
“That is very good thinking. That is why you are leader and not any of the rest of us.”
“Thank you Joulnar, I see you are being well trained, let me see if someone else needs help.” I wondered over to where Harlou and Valkorla were shooting. “How are you two doing?”
Harlou said, “He is not doing so good, I guess I am not saying the right things to be able to get Valkorla to hit the target consistently. Can you help father?”
“I can try, what seems to be the problem?”
“I can see the gun move when he fires, but I am not sure why it moves so much.” Said Harlou
“Ok, Valkorla, let me see you shoot just two shots only, ok go ahead.”
I could see immediately what was happening as I stood right beside Valkorla when he was firing. Two things he was doing wrong. One was he was pulling the trigger hard or a jerking motion. Second he was closing his eyes. “Valkorla, I think I see the problem. First you are closing both eyes when you pull the trigger and second you are jerking the trigger to get the shot off fast. First can you close just one eye?”
Val showed me he could close his right eye only, but not his left without holding it. So I said, “Val you are a left-handed shooter. Because you can only close your right eye you are holding the gun up on the wrong shoulder. The other thing is that you are squeezing the trigger too hard and it jerks the end of the gun up when you fire. Let’s work on the second part first and I will see if I can get you a left-handed gun to use. I think we have one in the armory.”
‘Fred can you get me a left-handed gun for Val?’
“Certainly Bob if I knew what that was.”
‘It is one where the right hand side of the rifle we use is on the left hand side so it is more comfortable for a person to shoot from the left side, does that make sense? It is reverse of the gun you have made for most of us.’
“Yes Bob, I will see about creating one from one of the other rifles we have in lockers that has not been assigned to anyone yet.”
‘Remember the stock will have to be reversed as well.’
“Thank you for the reminder Bob.”
“Now Valkorla, do you know how you squeeze your mates breast? I will bet you do not grab it and squeeze as hard as you can, because I think you would be a very, bruised husband. The same goes here; you need to slowly squeeze the trigger so smoothly that the shot will surprise you when it fires. Does that make sense to you?”
“Yes Bob I would be a very, bruised husband if I did that. But I think the bruising would not be seen and I would walk funny.”
“Oh yes, Val, you would definitely be walking funny for a while. So ease your touch up a little and the gun will stay steady for you. Now we need to find you a left-handed gun.”
“What do you mean a left-handed gun father?” asked Harlou.
“Harlou, most people hold a gun like this,” and I held it up to my right shoulder. “But a left-handed gun you hold up to the left shoulder like this and you use the left finger to pull the trigger. Now do you see? Most people are what is called right eyed, they can close the left eye without closing both eyes. Some people, like Valkorla here, can only close the right eye. They are called a left eyed person. Then there are some very few people that can close either eye.”
“What are they called?’ Valkorla asked.
“Val I can’t remember what that is called, but it is a long name and I forget long scientific names easily. Now let me see if we can find a left-handed gun for you.”
‘Fred, do you have a gun finished for Valkorla?’
“Yes Bob, we just finished it, it is inside the armory by the door.”
I walked back over to the armory and picked up the rifle and held it up to my left shoulder and checked the fit. ‘Good job Fred or whoever. This will work nicely, I will put Valkorla’s rifle he has now in the armory for you to put where this one came from. I will check my gun owners a little more closely now to see if they need this type of gun. Thanks.’
“Here you go Val this should help quite a bit. Go ahead and load this with five bullets and let us see if we have some improvement, OK?”
Valkorla loaded 5 shells and then cocked it like normal. I said, “Try using your left hand to cock the gun next time to see if that works better for you. You may be left handed as well. Most left eyed people are.”
Val pulled the gun up to his left shoulder and fired one shot; he then levered in another shell and fired again. I tapped his shoulder after he had fired all five shots and we looked at his grouping again. It was much tighter, it was still off about two circles, but it was a much tighter group. I looked at the gun and the sights were dead on center. I guess Val with his larger frame did not get quite close enough to get his eye lined up with the sights or the rear sight was off a little from where the barrel was pointing. Then it hit me. I had asked for a reversed rifle, what if they reversed the rifling too. I checked that and the rifling was opposite. It gave the bullet the opposite spin and therefore could have made the difference. I would have Fred change it later.
“Well, Valkorla that was much better wasn’t it? I’ll bet it even felt better after a coupe shots.”
“Yes Bob it did seem to feel better and your advice helped too. I was surprised by each shot. I will have to tell Valkerita what you said about my squeezing softly too.”
“Harlou, I think that is enough practice for today, we can do more tomorrow, so we can go hunting the next day. Oh yes I almost forgot we have people coming in the morning. We will have to set up practice for tomorrow afternoon, besides it is lunch time and...”
“You’re hungry, right.” said Thorf, who came over while I was talking.
“Yes I am Thorf, and I’m sure you are too.”
“Well I didn’t want to say anything, but yes I am hungry too. Practicing makes me hungry.”
“Shall we all put our weapons up and go see if the women have made anything for us. Do you think that if we just sat down they would take pity on us and feed us?”
Everyone laughed about that and we were still laughing as we came into the main cave and smelled something wonderful, FOOD! We all hurried to our places at the table and Angel climbed into my lap and said, “Thank you daddy, for reading to us. I’m sorry we fell asleep on you, can you read the rest of the story to us later?”
“I will try Angel; did you have a nice nap?”
“Yes Daddy, we all had a nice nap; mommy Ambat came and woke us up when it was lunch time.”
“Good, now let’s eat. What do you want first?’
“Anything daddy, just keep it coming, I’m hungry, just like you daddy.”
Everyone at the table laughed and so did I. “Yes Angel you are always hungry, just like Daddy.”
After eating I drove down to the fence and took the workers back. Pauloa had been driving them to and from the work. I looked at the progress being made and let Merthar know about the chicken wire. So I had him put an additional 3 hut poles in the open fencing, one at the post and two in the middle, spaced evenly. Then we could hang or tie the wire to the pole and then drive a hooked stick along the bottom every 6 to 8 inches to hold the wire down but not over about a half inch or so above the ground. I would show him when the wire came in. He thought that would work just fine. He said we would need a lot of the bottom sticks made. I told him not to worry I’m sure I could put some idle hands to work on that. He laughed and said, “Bob I’m sure you will have many people want to do this for you.”
I said, “It is not for me, but for all of us. I don’t ask these things just for me, but for our whole camp. Sure it benefits me, but more to the point it benefits all of us.”
“That is right Bob; I just meant that anyone would want to do as you ask. We love you and what you have created here. We all love this place and anything you say you want to make it better, we will do; because everything you have asked us to do so far, has done that. It has made things better for all of us.”
“Thank you Merthar for your love and confidence in me. I will try very hard not to disappoint you or our people. Now I have people to train and more things to work on. I think before too long I am going to teach you how to drive the truck. Then you could have the truck if you needed to run back and forth to get things or bring the men out here for work and back for meals.”
“Thank you Bob, yes it would be very nice to learn to drive the truck and it would be very nice to have it here to help with lifting and dragging logs. I look forward to learning to drive.”
“Well are you at a point where the men can carry on and not need you for say about an hour?”
“Yes I think so. Heagern, can you come here? I will be going with Bob to learn to drive the truck for a while. Do you need me here right now?”
Heagern, looked around and said, “No Merthar, we can do without you for a while, go learn how to drive and then we can have the truck when we are working.”
Merthar and I left the fence area and I drove off into the canyon. I stopped and turned everything off. I then went through the steps to start and how to shift and what does what, where. I went over it again once he was in the driver’s seat. I had him start it and just put it in drive. “Now then Merthar; slowly, push the long pedal until we are moving, but not too fast. See the arm moving there,” I said as I pointed to the speedometer needle. “Don’t let it get beyond 10 for right now. We can go faster once you are more experienced.” The idle on the truck would let us do about 5 mph so he did have to push a little.
I got him to make turns, go straight, and I even got him to back up. I told him that the R meant reverse and D meant drive or forward. He asked about the other squiggles and I said we would get to those later after I taught him some English. He did quite well; I think he had been paying a lot of attention to Pauloa and Gerona, who were his normal drivers. I asked Fred if he could download some of the basic skills of driving into Merthar’s head later tonight, he said he would. We drove around for about an hour and then I said, “Well Merthar I think we can go back to the fence crew now. We can probably go a little faster this time. Say 20,” as I pointed to the 20 on the speedometer. He looked at me and said thank you for the lesson and stopped and put it in park. I asked what he was doing, he said, “Well aren’t you going to drive us?”
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Three months had passed since the incident at the Great River and Alya had seen very little of Talan in that time. The heat of summer was starting to fade and the cool nights of autumn were just over the horizon and Talrinen, the great capital of the kingdom, was already preparing for harvest time when merchants and pilgrims and peoples from all over the kingdom and beyond would come to the city for the great harvest festivals. With summer’s aging, however, the two young nobles had found their...
Straight SexThe Great Shift- Support Group By Danielle J This story is the sole property of Danielle J. Anyone who wishes to post it to any Internet site must obtain the author's permission first. My email is [email protected]. All comments are welcome. This story is dedicated to FM author Elaine who so kindly helped me edit my first attempt at TG fiction and gave me many pointers. Thank You Elaine. ********** Today was to be Anne Davidson's first day seeing patients. Anne had just...
Permission is given to archive this story any and everywhere. I don't even care if you steal it as it shows that I have something worth stealing and the primary purpose of this was to see how good a writer I am. The Great Shift: This Too Shall Pass By The Last Boy Scout Chapter One Well, it was a dark and stormy night. Scratch that, too cliqued. IT was a normal day, one that had occurred a thousand days before and would for a thousand days more. Too boring. Mr....
The Great Shift - Summer's End By Limbo's Mistress "Dad, I'm home," a voice from the front of the house called right before I heard the slam of the front door. I looked up from the papers spread out on the kitchen counter to see my daughter, Carrie, walk into the room. She stopped at the table and slipped the backpack off her shoulders, hanging it on the back of one of the chairs. Then she walked over to the opposite side of the counter and leaned against it, grabbing an apple from...
Feeling at Home 1 Ann gasped as she was knocked from a deep sleep by a bucket of water being thrown in her face. She floundered about on her straw mattress, gasping and spluttering as she tried to catch her breath. It was freezing and horrible and half of it had gone down her throat. She'd never been woken up in such an awful way in her life! Harry, the groundkeeper, was standing over where she lay, laughing at the way she spluttered. "What the chuffing 'eck is goin' on?"...
Imbecile 1 Burt reclined happily in the long pleasure boat with grandmamma as her manservant gently guided them across the centre of the lake in the morning sunshine. "So you talked to that idiot maid then," said Grandmamma. "Yes," replied Burt. "I did." "And how did she take your kind guidance?" Burt raised an eyebrow. Grandmamma was smiling playfully. His first instinct was to be snippy, say something like, You were right. She's nothing but an ignorant lazy girl who...
One Last Day 1 Ann woke up from a deep sleep on his straw pallet, the sun shining through the crack in the hay barn door and into his eyes. He groaned, rolling over, then brightened and sat up, realising what day this was. It was the last day. Finally. Just one more day as Burt and he would be back in his rightful body. He would be the lady of the manor once again! It gave him such an overwhelming sense of relief to think that... as well as a moment of regret. Being Burt had...
Bred That Way 1 Burt was snatched cruelly from a deep sleep by Harry's bellowing voice from outside at the front of the stables. "BURT! Get down here now you ignorant fool!" "What? Yes! Sorry sir!" He clambered out from under his blanket and got to his feet. "Burt, you great wazzock! You've overslept! Get down here now and scrape this horse shit up before I tan yer ruddy hide and make ye do it without a shovel!" Burt hurriedly put his clothes on, anxious to get out...
Forever? 1 Burt felt grand thinking about his escapades the night before, regardless of his current situation. He was up to his knees in filthy water in a long drainage ditch using a spade to dig mud from the bottom to clear it. It really was dirty work and he'd been at it for two hours but even this couldn't affect his mood. It had felt so good to be with those girls last night, so great to be a man. He couldn't stop thinking about it: taking them out of the pub and down the...
Ever More Obsequious 1 The woman who would one day soon be the wife of Lord Richard Hurley, woke up early with a delicious smile on her face. She had a long hot bubble bath, loving the luxury of it then ate a tasty breakfast with her grandmamma out on the balcony, chatting excitedly about ideas for the wedding. Ann felt entirely happy; satisfied in a way she didn't remember ever feeling before, as though not only was life perfect for her now, but it always would be perfect...
Chapter Thirty Four Servant & Lady 1 Ann had a delicious breakfast in the hotel dining room, sitting quietly thoughtful with Richard. "Ann dear, you seem of dour disposition today," he said. "Are you alright?" She smiled quickly and falsely. "I'm fine, thank you darling. Just considering what it will be like to be home. So much... has changed since I was there last." "Indeed it has my dear. You're soon to be married to the most eligible bachelor in England. Your life...
Chapter Thirty Five What it Might be Like 1 Burt came slowly awake to the most profound and intense pleasure imaginable. He didn't open his eyes for a minute, just enjoying the total sense of relaxation and physical bliss. The covers were off him but the sun coming in through the hayloft entrance kept him warm. Mavis was on her hands and knees down by his legs, working his cock in her mouth with joyful intensity, stroking at his legs and stomach and coaxing his balls toward...
“What is this wild dog and those camels doing here?” Wolfgard asked me. “The dog is a valuable member of our clan, and I will show you later, on just what the dog can do.” I responded back to him. “The camels I capture a summer ago when their mother died. I was going to kill them for food, but then thought about the dog, and I decided try and tame them. Now instead of us carrying our possessions, we can packet them on the camels.” I told him. I made a netting out of some vines...
I knew where he was going, he wanted sex, he wanted me to repay him for my job and I knew better but I chose to let his fantasy come true. I spun around in my chair and looked at him, as I did I hiked up my skirt just a bit. "So what you are saying is that you have fantasy about fucking your secretary?" He looked at me and I watched him adjust himself, all he did was smile and nodded yes. I pulled my skirt up just a bit more. "And I take it you want me to put out? My way of thanking...
The Great Shift: Kiyomi's Tale Mariko Everyone remembers where they were when the Great Shift happened. How can you not? Unless you were one of the lucky 7%, you wound up in the body of a stranger. You were younger, or older, or shorter, or fatter, or a different race or sex. Even those not directly affected had to deal with a world suddenly turned on its head. Most were horrified, but to me, it was a gift from heaven. One second, I'm lying in my bed at the Shorecrest Retirement...
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This story is completely fictional! It was Friday afternoon; I was at home in my office finishing up some paper work. I had few errands to run afterward and then I would be done for the day. My brother gave me a call, we talked for a while, just idle chitchat but I could tell my brother wanted something. Mark finally got around to indirectly asking his question, “So Katie you are home by yourself? I mean your kids have gone over to their fathers house for the weekend.” “Yes, they left this...
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