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Dinner time!
Ellen, Leigh, and Kirsten had enlisted the six boys from earlier to be responsible for having the women cooking here teach them to cook pork chops. The girls were finishing up the rabbit stew.
Ivy was nowhere around, but Juniper and Willow were both here and showed they knew they were in deep shit. Their mom would go over to them periodically to tell them to wipe off the cum leaking out her their pussies, again. Aspen went over and hugged her mom, which just about made her mom drop what she was holding.
Dinner was amazing. Irving was a bit late to the table but looked like he got laid a lot of times.
After it got dark, we had a dozen boys, the three girls, Irving, Aspen, and two young women in the cabin. Ellen gave Irving and the women the other bedroom. Aspen and I went to mine.
“We want to, but Ellen is our friend, and she can’t until she finishes her medicines,” I heard Leigh say. “If it hurts for her, then we won’t do that either. We do sort of want to watch you doing what you boys like to sneak off and do together,” I heard something about nipples and butts before I turned on the radio to get some background noise.
Aspen was insatiable. Finally, around three in the morning, she couldn’t stay awake anymore. Both of the young women were up still when I went to get something to drink. I knew Ellen, Leigh, and Kirsten watched me fucking both women, but the women didn’t notice. They were happy to get a hard fuck. Irving had given them both long fucks, but they were still horny.
I slid back into bed with Aspen, woke her up enough to get her wet, buried my dick in her, and went to sleep.
Thursday night, Ellen finished the last of her medicine.
At breakfast Friday morning, it was clear that Leigh, Kirsten, and Ellen were all fidgety. I was sure why, but they cleaned breakfast, sat around to play checkers with Zeke, and even helped with the dining area chores. Finally, they couldn’t stand it and took off somewhere. They were more relaxed when they got back about two hours later. All three girls were off playing in the lake after that.
One of the moms came up to me and said, “I don’t know about the rest of the boys, but my son was glued to those girls the last few days. Not he, or the others, headed off with the girls, so it looks like he isn’t going to go where he hasn’t gone before, at least not with those three. I don’t know how Ellen managed to not suffer through the pain to get some relief. That poor girl has stayed aroused since she came back after hunting the turkeys the day you arrived.”
“Ellen is an amazing little girl,” I replied. “She knew the pills were what caused her to have pain if she tried to paddle her pink canoe. The first week I made sure that Ellen took them. After that, she did it all on her own. I’ve only spot-checked that the pill count was correct. Sure, she could have just flushed them, but she kept taking them. We both knew that she only needed the first week to deal with any possible infections, but she promised to follow the doctor’s orders to the letter. I’m proud of her. It is one of the first times I’ve trusted her to do something big on her own, and she did. I know I would have been in pain a lot if I had to take pills that made my dick hurt if I jacked off when I was eleven and twelve.”
“Go play with your kid, David,” Zeke told me. “Don’t worry about lunch or dinner tonight. We can at least feed the two of you and your guests after all the fresh meat you graciously shared with everyone.”
A couple of the younger adults told me we were going to play volleyball.
“Can I warm up a bit first?” I joked.
“How exactly do you do that for Volleyball?” a girl asked.
I laughed and yelled for the girls before I said, “Like this.”
“Me against the three of you,” I told them.
“That’s not fair,” Ellen replied. “There are three of us and one of you.”
I laughed harder this time, and it took me a minute before I said, “I have much faster reflexes, and I’m taller. I think I can hold my own.”
Leigh looked me in the eyes and said, “We play one-on-one all spring and summer long at home.”
“I’m a grandmaster in all martial arts. What is your point? Do you want to play or not?” I asked
I watched Leigh get behind the line, toss the ball in the air, jump about two feet off the ground, and hammer it toward the opposite corner of the court. I bumped it back over to their side. The other two girls moved back to let Leigh try to show me that she could play me one-on-one. I ran her baby fat-filled butt all over the volleyball court. She thought she had me when she was at the perfect setup to spike the ball. I blocked it, and she scrambled to get it back over the net. I pounded the ball to hit her right on her left hip at an angle that would put her on her butt.
“My serve,” I told her.
For ten minutes, I ran her all over the court. I would spike the ball to put her on her butt, or Leigh would end up with sand all over the front of her when she dived, trying to get something on the ball to hit it back over. After I knew she was exhausted, I picked her up, took her to the water, washed away the sand, and carried her back to set her on a bench to dry off in the sun.
I got down on a knee to look in Leigh’s eyes and asked, “So you still think it is unfair for the three of you to be against me?”
“Yes. You only get one hit to get it over the net, and we get three. Give me a few more minutes, and I will be ready to play again,” Leigh told me.
So, you think.
Taking her towel, I wrapped it around her and laid her head back on the bench. She was asleep almost instantly.
“Do we have to play now, daddy?” Ellen asked. “I was having fun in the lake with the others.”
I told her, “Kirsten, and you don’t need to play if you don’t want to. I was answering a question one of the other adults asked.”
“Ok. Bye,” Ellen said as she tore off for the water at a full sprint.
The men and women around my age played volleyball for bragging rights. I had twice when I got hit in the head when I went to spike a ball, only to have it blocked with a hard slap back onto my side of the net. I may have been able to play against them by myself. Being on a team was a blast. All the women played as hard as the guys.
Ok. No going to try to get a ball in someone else’s spot anymore.
Even knowing my serve should have hit where I aimed, the other team shouldn’t be able to get a hand on it, but they somehow did. Other than breaks for water and the bathroom, we were at twenty-nine to thirty when told to call it a day and get some dinner.
“Come on, David, you may not stink of stale sweat, but you are going to wash my hair,” one of the women told me. “Of all the things that will take me to a happy place, it is the memory of you washing my hair up in the big communal shower. I’ve never had something so simple to give me such peace.”
I can do that.
“Will you stop acting like children and hurry up already,” one of their dads yelled into the shower. “People are waiting for you so that we can eat.”
I waited to do that one woman’s hair last. Once I had it washed, conditioned, and rinsed, I moved up behind her to press our bodies together. I reached down to put my hands on her stomach, and she put her hands over mine. We gently rocked side to side for a few minutes before drying off.
The woman sat next to me at the table where someone told me to park my butt. She was leaning her head on my shoulder and holding my hand in hers.
“While not always a tradition, we do try to have a shared meal before people start heading their separate ways throughout the summer,” Zeke said, surprising everyone with him speaking so much lately. “I’m going to miss Ellen when she leaves in the morning. David was a pleasant surprise when he and Molly came here three years ago. Ellen warmed my old heart. I’ve outlived two wives and three children. The rest of my children and grandchildren I haven’t seen in a long time. I enjoy teaching the little ones to play checkers and schooling many about your lack of forethought when playing chess. It helps me to pass the time I have left on this earth. This little girl came here, making some unbelievable claims with an equally incredible tale of her life after her father died. I admit, I doubted her, as did most of you, but she believed what she was saying, and I haven’t found a girl that had any interest in fishing, so I decided to give her a shot. At first, I thought she was showing off. Damn, if she wasn’t thinking about the health of the fish in the lake and ensuring she had enough to feed all of us. The four turkeys were my fault. She asked if she caught enough fish for us all, and I said she had plenty for those who like fish, but some don’t. How many of you adults preparing dinner for a group think about having another entire meat source for those who may not like the main course?”
A guy interrupted, “How many of you know how to pluck a turkey? What about tanning rabbit and boar hide? Zeke didn’t point it out but took a look at his feet. Those are hand-made rabbit-lined moccasins. The three girls made those for him because they said flip-flops looked silly on such large, black feet.”
That broke up some of the tension that had built.
“Well, I, for one, have mixed feelings about her leaving because that means Leigh and Kirsten are going as well. Those two girls put me to shame with their skills with knives, and I am a butcher. On the other hand, I’m on vacation. I don’t want to be trying to figure out where else to put any more meat,” the man that helped me with the wild boar told us.
Leigh stood up and said, “Butcher is right. You were able to butcher that hog the way you almost cut it up before I stopped you.”
That did make everyone laugh and tease him a bit.
“We don’t welcome many new people to join our camp. I’m glad I was convinced to allow Molly and David to come here, unaccompanied, three years ago,” the woman who ran the camp said. “We all know what he did, once again, when we got faced with a storm which would have killed the most precious of us here tonight. Even with stuff embedded in his back, David was ready to go to the cave to pull those trees and debris off the entrance any way possible. Twice now, he came here to rest and relax but instead helped us without asking anything in return. He is doing that right now without even knowing it. I know I’m going to miss having him around.”
The woman with me stayed glued to me, even when I walked up to where people had been speaking. I put my arm around her shoulders, which let her put her arm around my back to squeeze in even tighter to me.
I took a deep breath and said, “I’m glad that you all welcomed my adopted daughter and me to your camp. When Irving came here, in an official capacity as an animal control officer to help with wildlife injured in the storm, you welcomed his daughters and him with open arms. I didn’t ask for the things given to me when that person died. I got something incredible, and then I keep finding incredible people, such as yourselves, Irving, his daughters, and Ellen. My parents taught me to help others when I could, so I do my best. Before I leave tomorrow, I will make sure the camp has my contact information should you need to reach me. Since we all like this nudist lifestyle, I do want to make everyone an offer. Part of the things I got includes a large number of resorts around the world. Some are nudist resorts, or at least clothing optional. These are all inclusive since it is a bit hard to have cash on you when you aren’t wearing anything.”
That got a big laugh.
“These resorts have to buy food to anticipate what the guests might wish to order. So far, I’ve only seen one resort at capacity, and that was only for two weeks this past spring. Food is gets thrown out, some staff is sitting idle, and rooms are only gathering dust. Everyone here is like an extended family. If you can get to any of them, you can stay there with me. I have a website set up that you can use to make reservations. Some of these are on private islands,” I told them.
I didn’t know if I had a website for this yet, but a check showed someone already got one up over a year ago.
Before I went back to the table, I added one more thing, “I will put out one more thing, which is very important to me. I have four foster-care mini-cities. The people who helped me build them ensured I had top people working there and that every employee earns at least twice what they could make anywhere else. That includes full healthcare and dental facilities. If any children under eighteen need anything, even if it is just a filling or eyeglasses, if you can get them to one of the four, we will make sure we take care of them better than anywhere else in the world. Things are a bit different for adults, but that doesn’t mean I won’t help you as well. Before I sit down, I do have some more surprises, and I hope their parents don’t get mad that I did this without your permission.”
Well, I didn’t know to ask for your permission. Why are these people keeping these children from enjoying a family vacation by sending them to relatives or putting them someplace other than with them here?
The kids were pointed at where to find their families, making it even more dramatic when they came into the dining hall. Specifically, they came running into the dining hall. All of those in the first group were missing part of one or both legs.
Two girls and a boy never had legs grow at all. Those three had been here at camp before. They got too big to carry around, so they were sent off to a different camp this year. I found through my implant that these three, in particular, had been on the man-in-the-machine’s list of “test subjects” for bionic legs, as they had the nerves there and the sockets in their hips.
The others who were missing parts of one, or both, legs also underwent a similar process. Titanium connectors fit onto the end of the bone. One of the roboticists designed a bionic replacement for what they were missing.
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