Grains of SandChapter 2
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Leaving from town was a minor affair, when all was said and done. The tribe had spread up and down the great valley and onto the mountains on either side. As they headed west, they observed crisscrossing the mountains the trails of shepherds and their herds of sheep and goats. As the mountains gave way to the coastal plain, the agronomist stations and experimental farms fanned out before them before they descended downward. The bright blue of the Great Sea was on the horizon, looking more alluring than Yakhir could ever have imagined.
His butt was sore and his legs ached, but he had managed to keep any complaints to himself. This was the easy part of the journey, after all. They carried just themselves and a few pack horses. Only at the final station would they pick up the wagons and their final supplies.
A dump run wasn't primarily for an archivist to play in the garbage. A dump run was for metal, plastics, machine parts and even methane gas. If a good quantity of paper was found, it was retrieved as well, to be added to the fresh pulp of the fledging paper production. The wagons were loaded with food supplies, which explorers were supposed to eat on the way out and while they dug into the dump. As the wagon emptied of food, it was filled with all of their finds. There were bonuses and incentives for particular types of finds.
The typical dangers included the usual methods of death and dismemberment by stupidity, chance, and vicious predators. Even rogue members of the Tribe had picked off the odd member of the caravan in the past, not that the murderer lived to tell the tale. The dump itself had its own hidden dangers of explosions, poisonings, and collapses. Even the way back was more difficult because the caravan had to rely on hunting and foraging to supplement their dwindling supplies.
The caravan turned north when they reached the coast. At each agricultural station, they were inundated with the same questions for news and gossip. Yakhir followed Azzi's lead and spoke of grand generalities and few comments of clan or family. The split on the council was reflected in the split between clans and one could not sure who was asking the questions. Yakhir was certain that several individuals had shied away from him after they learned of his full name. The depth of the divide between clans, even on the edge of their cultivated lands, disturbed him deeply. Luckily for him, none of the others in the caravan seemed to show the same distrust of "the other."
They pulled into to the last station around 16:00 on their next to last day in civilization. The barn that stored their caravan wagons was easy to spot because each of the six stations had looked pretty much the same, and the large structure looked far out of place. Yakhir took it all in with a glance, his bone weary body had toughened up already but he was tired of ten days of being jostled. With an unnoticed ease, he dismounted from his horse and began the deliberate process of liberating his cramped muscles from his neck down to his toes.
The usual swirl of technicians and field hands were congregating around the caravan, but he ignored them, until he heard his name being called. The voice was feminine, and familiar, and totally unexpected.
"Janina?" Yakhir called out as he craned his neck in every direction trying to catch sight of her. Between the large animals and the dust, he saw only tops of heads until he felt a body collide into him. With a large hug, the body pressed its breasts into his back.
"Janina?" Yakhir sputtered with astonishment.
"Did you miss me, little brother?" She answered as she spun him around. Instead of answering, he smothered her in his own bear hug and lifted her off of the ground. A world of weariness dropped from his shoulders.
He was bubbling with questions but she held him off as they gathered his gear and carted it off to the guest house. Other members of the caravan were shuffling in with their bags, some accompanied and others not. Azzi had beat him to the building and secured a room with a bed for each of them; an archivist got a small perk of a better room than the sleeping hall. The way some of them snored, he was grateful.
The three of them secured a table for dinner and talked into the evening. Recognizing that the two siblings wanted time to speak alone, Azzi proclaimed his exhaustion, which he may not have been fibbing, and made his goodbyes. Brother and sister stared at each other across the table, well aware that too many ears were available to discuss family business. Janina cocked her head as a signal and the two of them dropped their plates at the kitchen window and meandered out into the darkening evening. They walked to the corner of a nearby building and waited in the shadow for any would be eavesdroppers following them out of the mess.
After a span of minutes Janina led him out from the compound through the first fields into a grove of fig trees. They slipped between the trunks and disappeared into the gloom. Hand in hand they sat on the ground, heads close, so that their voices wouldn't carry.
"What has happened since the Council meeting?" Janina jabbered.
"How did you manage to get to this station?" Yakhir started at the same time. They both allowed themselves a giggle.
Janina went first, "Uncle Porat sent word to me of your caravan at one of the southern stations and I managed to locate some seedlings in the greenhouses here that I just had to have. My manager agreed; he is Al-Bashrani."
"I don't know Al-Bashrani clan," Yakhir was perplexed because he thought he knew most of the clans of the Tribe.
Janina stroked his leg trying to sooth him, "They live out here in the mountains and on the coastal plain and have little to do with town. While they have little contact with Al-Taquir they are vehemently disposed towards Shaheen clan. There was treachery over a land dispute and blood was spilt. Your two trail guides joining you tomorrow are Al-Bashrani."
Yakhir digested the information before he spoke, "There is a great divide between clans out here on the coast?"
"Shaheen and their allies seek to divide and conquer. Nowhere is particularly safe these days. I transferred from the northern fields of the rift valley to the coastal plain where I knew we had more numerous allies. I am more at ease in the bosom of Al-Bashrani."
Yakhir heard the undertones in her last sentence, "What is his name?"
"You don't need a name yet because we haven't done anything; but he is the manager's son and he has broad shoulders and a cute butt."
Yakhir allowed himself a quiet snort of derision at her coyness; a trait she had not shown before. He launched into a small recitation of his life and as he spoke, Janina continued to stroke his leg. He came to a stopping point and realized that he had an erection in his pants.
As he lapsed into silence, he felt Janina's hand creep up and grasp his member. He realized that she had been trying to subtly stimulate him for some time.
"Janina," he protested, "I'm almost married."
She gave him a squeeze, "I haven't had a good fuck in a long time; there are few enough that I trust."
Yakhir felt his willpower melting, "It's too dangerous out here in the fields. We could get caught."
"No one else is out here, brother. I'm begging you for a mercy fuck. Please don't make me grovel," Janina wheedled.
Yakhir let his hand drop onto her knee. She murmured her thanks and reached over to undo his trousers. Yakhir pointed out that they needed to be quick and quiet as both of them stood and dropped their pants. Each clasped the other's genitals and began to stroke. Yakhir spread her budding wetness up the entire length of her slit while Janina rubbed the drops of liquid that emerged at his tip into the skin of his cock.
"Nothing pretty," Janina suggested. "I don't need pretty; I need good and hard." Her voice was slightly ragged.
Yakhir pressed her down to the ground and mounted her. She drew her legs up to greet him, welcoming him to her intimacy. He tried to thrust gently but she urged him to take her harder. Ten days on the road had beaten down his resolve and he jumped to the task with abandon. Janina, wound up as she was, tore at him with a lusty ferocity.
Both of them wrapped their legs against each other as they tried to ground out their own passion. This joining wasn't about love, but fear and loneliness, selfish need and pity. They fed on each other's furtive energy and as the inevitable peaks ratcheted forward, they fought each other with their limbs, each trying to pin the other until each one found release. Yakhir ejaculated fiercely, firing like a cannon with salvo after salvo. Janina met his orgasm with a long careening crash of her own.
They lay sweaty and panting beneath the fig tree. The night creatures stirred around them but the world was silent otherwise. Yakhir picked his bruised body off of the ground and lent a hand to his sister who raised herself with an unsteady gentleness. They limped to one of the irrigation streams and washed themselves, knees, elbows and genitals. In the moonlight they straightened and tucked in their clothes.
They walked back slowly, talking of family, clan, and themselves. Signals were arranged and possible meetings discussed. Janina would not be at this camp when Yakhir returned unless she could guarantee her safety; the caravan's guides had escorted her yesterday, which was the only reason she had been able to come. This night on the edge of civilization was their only chance to talk face to face and the reminder of that loss of daily contact scored the spirit of their words. Exhaustion finally forced them to turn in for sleep.
The next morning was an early breakfast. Everyone in the caravan had preparation duties and Janina had an escort eager to leave southward. They hugged with a fear that they would not see each other for a long, long time and parted with the formal kisses on both cheeks. Even Azzi had to wipe the tears from his eyes.
The caravan rolled out the next morning. The trailmaster preferred the relative speed of mules to the plodding pace of oxen, even if the tradeoff was less weight. Speed meant a longer time at the dump and a faster return. Besides, the bonuses were not for extra weight but for sophisticated machinery.
The first afternoon they passed the field where the remote vehicle had burned. The burn was easy to spot amongst the green of the season, but it was not overly large. Certainly there had been no wave of flame scorching the reaches of the valley. 'More Shaheen treachery, ' Yakhir said only to himself but he also noticed the two guides giving the area a more detailed survey as well. The trailmaster urged them forward.
They passed over a small mountain chain and dropped down upon another broad coastal plain. The land was fertile, with tall grasses and clumps of trees that ran towards the eastern mountains in the distance. With a spyglass, one could see trees on the nearest foothills; they were huge around, soared into the sky and their trunks appeared to be a dull red. None of the caravan could remember seeing such trees before and curiosity ignited a desire to dispatch a small party to check them out. The trailmaster squelched any further discussion and bent the caravan to the task of moving northward.
Two days later, Yakhir's world turned dangerous again. Everyone riding a horse was required to carry a rifle and to take turns riding alongside the wagons. The wild lands had been repopulated with large cats seeking out the herds of antelope and deer of the plains, and stalking the ibex and wild goats in the mountains. Wild pigs with their tusks and ostriches had returned, and they were, each and everyone, tasty to cat and man. Usually the caravan hands such as Azzi rode point in front of the caravan, keeping an eye on the terrain and the guides who were further ahead. The trailmaster rode beside the first wagon, dropping back as necessary or even tying his horse to the wagon and riding up front. Lookouts sat on top of the wagons, scanning the landscape.
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It was late at night I was driving back home as i hear something at my car as it stops. It was broken and i start walking back home i was in the middle of nowhere. As I was walking a car passses by and i see a pretty girl in there as she stops.-Bad day huh?-she says,as i could see she was wearing a tight black dress and black stockings and long latex boots.-Yeahh, can u offer me a ride home -iIsaid to her.-common in.As we drive she would ask me many things her name was Rachel. we would chatt a...
It had been five years since my mother had married Billy Ray Cyrus and I gained my bitchy new step-sister Miley Cyrus. Over the years, I had watched her become a perfectly clean Disney girl and her transformation into the dirty slutty woman she was now.Every night she'd be out with various friends and wouldn't return until at least 3am, if at all. I had seen some of the guys she had been picked up by and there was no doubt in my mind about what she did most nights and I often locked myself into...
“Being a diplomat is not just about knowing the laws as they are written,” Jules said as he paced before the holographic fireplace, Zuki watching him intently as she took notes. “Nor is it limited to interpreting and understanding how those laws are applied. It’s also about forging connections between people and governments, knowing who talk to and how to do it, navigating the bureaucracy in order to get the information that you need.” “What kind of information?” she asked. He considered for...
June 5, 1994, Chicago, Illinois I parked the car in the reserved spot at the loft building and helped Mitsuko from the car. I took her hand and we walked to the door of the building. I let us in, then led her upstairs to the apartment. I’d stopped in on Thursday at lunch to ensure there were snacks and drinks, as well as to double-check that the cleaning service had left things as I wanted them, which they had. When we entered, I shut the door behind us, and we slipped off our shoes. “This...
It was a Friday afternoon,and as my class lined up in the hall,getting ready to go home,I heard Mr.Wilkins call my name."Stevie? Stevie Cochran. Would You come here,please?""What's He want with You?" Amy whispered. "You're not in trouble,are You?"I glanced over at my best friend's wide,blue eyes,and shrugged my shoulders."How should I know? I don't think so." I whispered back."Stevie,I asked You to come here. Please." He repeated a little more fo rcefully."Well. Bye!" Amy gave me a worried look...
"I'm just a little harem girl." Ellen thought with a smile. Nearly a month had passed, since she'd been returned to her family. She was in her bedroom, getting ready for Phil. She was brushing her hair as she stood before the full-length mirror. When she finished with her hair, she perfumed her tits and cunt muff. She was wearing a garter belt and stockings. Since she was rescued, she always dressed for sex. She stepped into the new high-heeled mules that she'd bought and quivered as...
*All names have been changed due to privacy* As I’m sitting here typing an assignment for my module in Late Victorian Literature, my mind wanders to thoughts of my tutor. Ever since September just gone, I can’t seem to get her out of my head. Every time she enters the lecture room, I get butterflies in my stomach. Watching her setting up the lecture with the projector, giving out the handouts, walking past me, her eyes looking on me. I don’t even have to look, but she’s making me feel things...
Marty drove, the next day, to the credit union she’d paid into during the time she worked for the department of corrections and surprised the teller when she handed her a withdrawal slip for all of her savings. ‘Ma’am, are you sure want to close out the account?’ ‘Mmm. Today is a new beginning for me. I’ve been saving toward this day for a long time and I need all the money I have to get started.’ The teller counted out Marty’s savings in a pile of hundred dollar bills. When she finished...
Tillie's Punctured Romance, Part Two of Two (c)2020 by Anthony Durrant, recreating a script from 1928 The following morning, the ladies arrived at the front of the hotel, where the female manager was waiting for them. Donning the uniforms of the King's Buccaneers, the ladies piled into the jeep, which Constance drove away from the hotel toward the border area. "To get to the border," Anna said as she looked at the map Hynkel had supplied, "we have to cross the Romany Marsh area,...
Dr. Bernard Green walked wearily through his front door, exhausted after a day too long spent in listening to other people's problems, real or imagined. He again wondered why he choose this specialty and why he continued with it. If he was pressed for an answer, he would have realized that people and their aberrant behavior were a continued source of fascination for him. All that aside, he was tired after an "emergency" call from a patient he had been seeing for years, despite attempt...
Cover Art courtesy of mr_hyde_06 Why is that woman stuck in that wall? Did she consent to being mounted like that? Was it an accident? Was she forced there? How does she feel about it now? Does she feel ashamed? Anxious? Frightened? Excited? Does even she want to be freed straight away? Who is she? Does the man fucking her know who she is? Who is the man fucking her right now? Does she know who he is, or does she have no idea who's using her like a fleshlight? Is he a stranger to her? Does she...
My wife Barbara and I’d been fantasizing and talking about swinging for a good while and it would really get things hot while having sex and talking about it. I created a profile on a lifestyle site and started looking around. At first when Barbara found out that I’d done this she was taken back but when she started checking out the site she warmed up to the idea. Unleashed a beast Part-1-of-1 My wife Barbara and I’d been fantasizing and talking about swinging for a good while and it would...
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