D I V O R C E by cmsix

Chapter 16

Louise and I bailed out and I guess no one dared to approach us with questions before George could lead the way. He had plenty of questions though and I don't have a clue what Louise told him but she made up something.

After he'd settled down a little I encouraged him to get in the cab with Louise and I and then I tried to make the others understand that probably ten could ride in the back. Right at the last I saw the medicine man and remembered my manners. I took his hand and led him to the front to get in beside George. He was positively thrilled.

Louise, George, and medicine man rattled together for the whole trip to my place and then Louise had more explaining to do when we turned and headed for the creek. What the hell, I wanted to see what it looked like down there this morning.

Sure enough our new trail led right to the creek and I could tell at once that a bigger turnaround had been made and also that there was a deeper and wider sandy bottomed pool here now too. It would be a great swimming hole for Louise and I, hell for anyone that wanted to come and take a dip.

We didn't get out at the pool though. We went back to my camper and I stopped by the new spring when we got there, but we didn't get out here either. I let Louise explain about the new water supply and then I headed toward the Neches but took a right on the big perimeter road this time and headed south a little way.

I'd guessed right about what the new little creek did. When it came to the road it went under, just like the first one I'd noticed on that first day of exploration. The hell of it was, it all looked like it had been in place the whole time and I knew damned well it hadn't. Even Louise, George, and medicine man knew it. All we had were questions though since none of us knew a fucking thing about how it happened. Well, at least I had a hint.

We turned around where the crossover road I'd found was and headed back. About a quarter mile later I saw an Indian walking our way. George, Louise, and even medicine man started laughing at him and I stopped to let him get in. While we were waiting I looked at Louise and asked her what was so funny.

I knew she wouldn't understand what I was asking but figured she'd get a hint anyway. She showed me again that she paid attention to what I said and the words I used.

"Wah-Sah-Ti fall out. Dumbass!" she said, and I howled at that.

It was hilarious to me. Not so much that he'd fallen off, but because Louise had obviously figured out what I was calling myself when I fucked someting up.

Back at George's place everyone unloaded and I decided another round was in order so I could give a ride to anyone else that wanted one today. It was obvious that there were still more waiting than could be crammed in, so Louise stayed to visit with Helen, Nancy, and no doubt some of the others.

Rega, Sky, and Junior rode in the front this time and Louise supervised loading in the rear. We had a pleasant but uneventful circuit and the rest of the bunch was waiting patiently for their turn when we got back.

Helen and Nancy rode up front with Louise and I this time. I noticed that Louise sat by the door so that Helen and Nancy were between us. I wondered about it but didn't comment.

We had barely left before I realized that the fix was in, but I didn't understand what was being fixed. Louise had obviously coached Nancy on truck ride protocol. She was closest to me and she started rubbing her hand up and down my thigh, teasing hell out of me, as soon as we were moving. I knew in my heart that Louise had put her up to it but I didn't have a hint why.

I decided to keep my mouth shut and see what happened. Of course the first thing that happened was my dick got harder than times in twenty-nine but nothing was mentioned about that either.

Louise kept up a running commentary while we moved along and when we got to the big stream with its new sandy bottomed pool she did a lot of explaining. She also made sure to point out the new pool at our place as we went by and I'm sure she was telling them about the slight accident on the first trip when she pointed out where the dumbass must have made his unintended exit.

When we came to the turnaround Louise said, "Stop."

I did, I didn't know why she wanted to, but it couldn't hurt anything. Louise, Helen, and Nancy got out and Louise started pointing out the path to the west from here. Even the ones in the back climbed out and we spent a few minutes walking down it a little before it was time to saddle up and head back.

When we were back in the truck I tumbled to the reason for the stop, or at least my big ego did. It had been Indian subterfuge. Louise had engineered the trail break so that Helen and Nancy could switch places. Helen was beside me now and she didn't let the water get hot before she was working on my near leg and making sure my dick didn't deflate.

I didn't know what it was all about but I did know that it was planned, I could just tell. It wasn't as if Louise couldn't see exactly what the other two had been doing and she damned sure didn't seem to be upset about it. I knew that she could also tell my dick was harder than a brick bat. There was nothing I could do but wait and see what came of it, that, and sit there with a hardon and enjoy the attention.

That wasn't the last of the demonstrations either. When we got back to George's place it looked like at least a mini-celebration was getting underway. Louise didn't waste any time proceeding with her plan, whatever it was.

"Make coffee?" she asked.

When I said yes she showed Nancy and Helen where the pot, cups, and coffee were and then let them have at it. When I gave her a quizical look she said, "Helen Nancy make," and that seemed to be that, but it wasn't.

Louise urged me away from the gathering crowd and it was for a private pow wow.

"Helen Nancy you like?" she asked.

Well of course I liked them, what man with a working dick wouldn't. I didn't give her all the details but I agreed that I liked them.

"Good. Trade George Helen Nancy," she said, almost making it sound like a question but not quite.

I had to go over it in my head and finally decided that she wanted me to trade George something for Helen and Nancy. At first I was nearly offended but then I thought I was being stupid. If I'd had a better understanding from the start I'd have realized that I had traded for Louise in the first place.

The next snag was that I didn't have any idea how to go about it. I'm not sure I could have conducted a trade with Louise and she could understand me a hell of a lot better than I could understand her. Now that I knew it was something she wanted me to do I was more than all for it.

Let me see a lineup of healthy men who wouldn't be thrilled if their beautiful young wife was asking them to trade for two more beautiful young women to help her out.

I now understood what the dick teasing in the truck had been about. Helen, Nancy, and Louise had been letting me know that some serious down home fucking could be mine if only. Here was Louise letting me know how if only could come true.

"I'd love to Louise, but I don't know how," I said, hoping she'd get it.

She grabbed me around the neck and pulled me down for a serious kiss, and when she let up she was nearly bursting to get started.

"I help," she said, and then took off.

I was surprised that she headed for one of the olderwomen. I didn't know who the woman was, she had never been pointed out to me before. I'd seen her around every time I'd seen George and in fact, she'd been the one closest to Junior in the hut when I'd first gone to see him. Now that I thought about it, she'd been the one that wanted to move him back inside for the night after we'd taken him outside to treat him. She hadn't given me any crap about it though.

The light shined for me then and I figured the woman was probably Junior's mother. In fact, I think I remembered seeing him talk to her several times since then. My respect for Louise's intelligence took another giant leap. She knew that there was no one in this tribe that would be more receptive to my wants than the mother of the boy I'd obviously saved.

I ticked it off as fait accompli and waited patiently for Nancy and Helen to get the coffee made, all the while perving on their exposed parts as they knelt by the fire. And that was another thing. I needed to get Louise, and hopefully Helen and Nancy some longer skirts. If they were going to be my women I wanted to hide the goodies from all the other hard dicked men around.

Soon enough the coffee was done and a few minutes later Louise came to me with some type of small fur that I realized must be something she had come up with as a substitute for a pot holder. I took the pot by the handle and headed to George first. He was standing there with his cup in his hand and the line was forming down from him.

I didn't stint George on a full cup but from him on I only gave them half a cup. I wanted to make damned sure that it didn't end up like last time when Louise, Helen, Nancy, and I barely had a single sip each. No one complained. Once again they all waited until I was done serving and we took our first sip together.

After I'd finished I asked Nancy and helen to make more and hoped we wouldn't have to go through the ceremony deal again before I could get a full cup. It wasn't to be, or maybe it was and I just didn't get to find out. Louise came over and led me to George's hut, indicating that I should enter. She came right behind me.

George, the woman I assumed was Junior's mother, and medicine man were sitting there waithing for us. I knew damned well this was the trading charade that we'd have to go through but I didn't say anything. I wasn't going to speak until spoken to.

After a minute George said something, and I turned to face Louise, making it plain that she was going to do my translating. Of course she couldn't do a good job but she did well enough.

"You Nancy Helen. You give three squirrels Nancy three squirrles Helen," Louise said.

Now what was that all about? Three fucking squirrels apiece for those two tasty tidbits of Indian wet dream makers. Louise either underestimated my ability to pay, or George and the boys mother were being too grateful for past services provided.

"No," I said, and believe me it was a show stopper.

"For Nancy I give one tarp like Rega's, one roll visqueen, one roll tape, one big bear.

"For Helen I give one tarp like Rega's, one roll visqueen, one roll tape, one big bear," I said, trying my best to put them on equal footing with what I considered myself to have given for Louise, even though at the time I hadn't known what I was doing.

It was a broken cog in the works for a few seconds. I thought the medicine man would faint and the woman was clearly stumped. George wasn't as surprised though and I had an inkling he knew that I didn't want to get started on the wrong foot with my two new brides.

Louise looked at me funny for just a second and then seemed to understand what I was trying to do. She smiled her widest and I could just tell I'd have been getting a serious kissing if we weren't inside the chief's wigwam, or whatever the fuck it was.

"Come Louise, we have bear to hunt," I said, making to get up.

I sat back down when George started talking. I know he was talking to me but he was making sure Louise was paying attention. She tried to translate after he was done, and I understood easily.

"Nancy Helen now. Bears later," she said, surprising me again. I didn't have any idea she'd picked up on later.

It was fine with me. I always did my best to pay my bills and I was pretty sure that George would take the debt as seriously as I would, at least I could bring the rest of the crap now. It was kinda nice to know I had a good line of credit with George though.

"Let's go get the tarps and the other now," I said, to Louise, and she must have told George what I was up to.

We left after that. I was first, but as soon as Louise cleared the opening she took off running toward Helen and Nancy, squealing happily the whole way. So much for the stoic dignity of the noble red savage.

Turned out that Nancy and Helen had doled out the fresh pot of coffee as soon as it had finished, so I still couldn't get a cup. No matter, Louise could show them the magic Mr Coffee while I was digging out tarps, tape, and visqueen. They gathered up the pot, coffee, and the box of cups then, even snagging the furry hot pad.

I had them put it all in the pickup bed and then closed the tailgate. We got in, with Nancy next to me again and then we headed back to my place. Nancy didn't waste time rubbing my thigh this time. Her strong gentle fingers went directly to my dick and she had me aching before the short trip was over.

I wanted to take them all inside to let the fucking begin but I didn't. I rummaged around in the U-Haul and found my trade goods, taking them back to the truck. The girls had removed the coffee equipment and coffee, and Louise was giving the other two English lessons already.

When they noticed that everything was loaded they stopped their impromptu class and piled back into the truck. Helen's was beside me and her hand also went directly to my dick as we took off.

Back at George's place I had to do some serious dick alignment before I got out of the cab. Helen, Nancy, and Louise didn't wait. They went to the back, Louise let down the tailgate, something else I didn't realize she could do, and they started packing the freight over to George's hut. He watched solemly as they did and after they had it all in place he called out Rega's other name, the Indian one, and I could tell he was consigning the new materials to her care.

It was almost funny; they acted as if they hadn't known what was going to happen all along. Rega turned around and started calling names. Several of the younger boys showed up at once, including Junior. She gave them some instructions and they began hauling it toward what I assumed was her hut. Me and mine loaded back up for the return trip. Louise did dick tending duties this time and when we were once again home it was all I could do to make myself start getting ready for the upcoming bear hunt.

I hadn't had any trouble killing that first bear with my lever gun, but I knew it could have been different. Since I was intentionally going bear hunting I intended to use something more powerful than the Marlin. No, it would not be a damned twelve gauge with alternating loads of slugs and buckshot.