D I V O R C E by cmsix

Chapter 18

The girls were surprised when I passed the camper and kept going. It was getting a little late in the day to continue our joyride and finally Louise asked, "Where?"

"I forgot and left the damned snatch block up in that tree," I said.

"Helen damned snatch block," Louise said.

I stopped and looked at them to make sure they meant what I thought, and Helen leaned over to the floorboard and picked up the damned snatch block, showing it to me.

"Snatch block," she said, holding it up for me to see.

"I'm just a dumbass," I said, shaking my head and laughing.

"Bill dumbass," Louise said, repeating it and they all laughed at me a little.

I hadn't reached the end of the drive yet so I put it in reverse and backed beside the camper to park. We got out and went inside but I picked up the Barrett's hard case off the couch where I'd laid it earlier and went right back out to the truck.

It took ten minutes for me to figure out a way to wedge the big bastard in behind the seat and still be able to put it back so we could ride comfortably. It was just too damned bad I hadn't sprung for a new club-cab or four-door pickup instead of rebuilding this one.

Actually, that thought had never crossed my mind at the time. How was I to know I'd end up down here in the seventeen twenties Big Thicket. Whoever or whatever had done it could have warned me but I don't guess that would have occured to them. Their action of sending me back for a day seemed to indicate that the details hadn't been given much thought in the first place.

Well, that wasn't exactly the case. Provisions had been made for me to have easy travel over most of the area, or at least a big part of it, and before the first uptime break I'd thought they wanted to see me scrape by, doing everything the hard as hell way. Now though, since my trip back for groceries, it didn't seem like that was what they wanted at all.

It would have probably been better for me to stay back here for a few days that first time so I could have more time to stumble into reminders of things I'd really need. Even with only one day for shopping I could have made more intelligent choices after some familiarity with my situation. For instance, I only had the one generator unit for the camper. Sooner or later it was going to wear out or I was going to run out of fuel.

The tank for the generator was a seperate one built into the camper and it held forty gallons. I'd never run it low before but I'd never had it in use this long either. Maybe I should check it out and fill it tomorrow. I wanted electricity for as long as I could have it.

No sense getting a crying jag started, I tried to forget that shit and went into the house.

Louise, Helen, and Nancy were cooking again and it was more fry bread. They also had one of the big pans of stew on a burner and for a few seconds I lamented my propane situation. I had three ten gallon tanks and they'd all been full but they wouldn't last forever, or even very long. That was the least of my worries though. We weren't short of any type of firewood and the girls already knew how to cook on a real fire.

They didn't let me eat too much and then didn't give me much time to let the meal settle after they had me fed. Within twenty minutes Louise was tugging at my hand, wanting me to get up and take them to the bedroom. Hell, I was easily convinced.

All of them attacked my clothes when they had me where they wanted me and then they put me in the center of the bed and let me watch as they pulled each other's buckskin dresses off. It was inspiring.

Louise was the tallest and the other two were about the same height. Nancy and Helen looked sort of alike and Louise was a little more slim, but it might have been her height that made it seem that way. They were all gorgeous though, especially after they were naked.

Louise led the way and the others followed her onto the bed. It only took a few seconds to realize that Louise had been coaching them about what to do. They kissed, licked, and tickled me from toe to head and then back down again.

At one point Nancy and Helen had a hand each wrapped around my throbbing dick and they were taking turns licking around the head. One would give it a good gobble and then pass it to the other for more of the same.

I threw them a curve when I pulled Louise up to sit on my chest and put her pussy on my mouth. I don't think she'd realized exactly what I was up to when I started eating at the Y cafe, since I hadn't tried this particular trick on her yet. When my tongue tickled her clitty she caught on fast, and within a couple of minutes she squirmed to get away.

It was too late. I had my arms clamped around her upper thighs and held her in place while giving her a workout. She went off minutes later with a sharp scream and then several fading whimpers, leaving a shiny coating spread over my beard as she sagged off to lie down.

Helen leaned over to make sure Louise was ok, and I guess the first time one woman sees another having an orgasm it might be confusing. Louise had her wind back in a minute and she raised to her knees and started directing traffic.

She had Nancy straddle my hips and then managed the ass placement details while she took hold of my dick and started the purple helment swab between Nancy's lower lips. It was easy to tell that Nancy was excited and dripping but I let Louise have control of the action, and she didn't disappoint me.

When she thought things were good and greasy, Louise had Nancy lower her virgin pussy to my dickhead and then told her to drop. At least that's what I assumed she said because that's what Nancy did, just as Louise had. She consumed about two inches of dick, gave out a little squeak and then trembled a bit.

Louise encouraged her to move some more in a few seconds and before you know it Nancy had used my dick to wedge herself open and then managed to settle her luscious asscheeks against me with my dick all the way up her.

Her coach didn't let her rest long and soon Nancy was raising and lowering her ass around my stiff pole. I took the time to grab a titty in each hand and play and it seemed to up Nancy's temperature quite a bit. Before you know it she had found Louise's bent-back, hip-rocking, fucking-in-earnest, motion and she really got with the program. Both of us blasted off together, more or less at the same time, in a few minutes.

Nancy lay down on my chest to catch her breath and I noticed that I wasn't the only one with hands stroking her back and ass while she was getting her grip back. Sooner than I was ready for her to, Nancy rolled off and then the three of them started trying to raise the dead.

They got the job done in about ten minutes and then Helen climbed aboard to pull almost exactly the same tricks. I didn't mind one damned bit and I helped all I could. I outlasted her this time like I knew I'd better. I was pretty sure it would be a hell of a lot harder to revive my dick if it got away from itself again so soon.

When we had Helen back with us too, Louise made to climb on but I wouldn't let her. I put her on her back, spread her legs, and worked my way up her to get some pussy the old fashioned way. She didn't seem to mind at all, and before we were done her legs had a death grip around my waist and her ass seemed to be making two strokes to my one up until right at the last when it just went crazy.

Louise and I were both winded after that, and I was by far the last to come around. Nancy and Helen must have had prior instructions because they came out of the bathroom with two warm wet washrags and a towel and tidied Louise and I up. We were snuggled up together and drifting off to sleep ten minutes after that.

I woke the next morning just as Louise was slipping quietly out of bed. Nancy and Helen were already headed toward the bathroom and I started to get up too. Louise turned back when she heard me move, pressed a palm to my chest and told me "Sleep more. Rest."

Damn, I didn't mind if I did. Apparently she had decided that they had gotten carried away last night when they were putting me through my paces. I could live with another forty winks.

Breakfast was some stew but mostly fry bread this morning. It was good and the coffee made it better. I finally felt awake and ready to go after eating, but I decided not to let Louise talk me into another morning nap like today. It made me feel a little sluggish after I finally did get out of bed.

This morning would be the first time that Helen and Nancy watched the brick making and I wondered what they would think of it. They watched carefully as Louise and I removed the molds and put them down for another filling, then even more carefully as I started mixing the mud.

It didn't take them ten seconds to catch onto what I was doing and then move me out of the way to do it much more efficiently. All this time I'd been bending over mixing the mud with the entrenching tool. After they had pushed me aside, Nancy and Helen took off their moccasins and steped into the mudhole to walk up and down in the mix, as if they were mashing grapes for wine, although I'm sure they'd never done such a thing.

Apparently they had mixed mud before for some reason and as soon as Louise saw them at it she seemed like she couldn't believe she hadn't thought of it herself. At any rate the mud was mixed in record time and we soon had eighteen more bricks drying.

Since we'd had good luck so quickly yesterday I thought we might try another truck trip this morning. Helen and Nancy had just finished washing their feet off in the spring below our new waterhole and when they had their moccassins on again I made motions to Louise about a little truck ride. They were all for it.

As we left I intended to go directly down the southern route this time but when we came to the cross road, the one we'd seen the bear on yesterday, all my passengers wanted to take it again. It didn't really matter to me so I took the right and we were on our way.

We didn't get one bit farther today than we had yesterday. Damned if Nancy didn't sing out "Bear" again at nearly the same spot. I looked that way and what seemed like an even larger bear was nosing around in that same deer carcas.

We got out of the truck and I was about to try getting hold of the Barrett when Louise said, "Bear come."

I looked up and the big bastard was ambling our way. Apparently this one paid more attention to what was going on around it, or maybe it hadn't been actually eating on the last few remains of the deer but just sniffing around on it.

At any rate I didn't have time to fuck with the Barrett. The bear wasn't galloping our way or anything but it was making steady progress and I wanted it to stop, now.

I pulled the Marlin out of the gun rack, made sure that the girls were behind me, took a rest on the pickup bed's sidewall, and tried to give the bear another eye between the two it already had. I didn't do a perfect job but I could tell that I hit its head somewhere, so I shot it again, trying for the neck this time.

Wherever I hit it the second time must have been good enough since it collapsed. The girls headed toward it but I made them come back behind me. We watched it for ten minutes before we headed that way.

I think the bear was technically still alive when we reached it. It was still breathing anyway. It couldn't move though, except the eye I hadn't shot out could move around to watch us and it could move its mouth a little. Apparently the neck shot I'd tried for had damaged its spinal cord. I finished it off with a head shot and that was that for this bear.

We went back for the truck and while we were walking to it I wondered why in the hell we hadn't driven up to the bear in the first place. Right off it would have been much safer.

I let out enough winch line to lasso the bear's neck and backed up, dragging it to yesterday's loading spot. Helen had been way ahead of me and she was already up the tree, hanging the snatch block.

After the maneuvering was over, I climbed up there with her and showed her how to open the block, put the cable in, and then close it again but I wouldn't let her stay there while we did the lifting. She didn't understand why she needed to get down, since she knew we'd have to get back up to retrieve the snatch block, but she did when I asked her too.

I already knew that there was no way to explain what would happen if the cable snapped, or if something else went wrong. I wasn't going to let her, or any of them get hurt if I could help it. They'd just have to put up with my he-man routine.

An hour later we had already disposed of our cargo at George's camp and my debt was cleared. I think that George, and in fact all of his group was amazed. I had the feeling that bears weren't normally this easy to come by. Of course I knew that I had a big advantage, several of them in fact.

The biggest was that I could cover more ground than they could and I did it in a way that the game here was not prepared for. Hell, most of the game from the time I'd been born in weren't prepared for it either. There was more than one reason why hunting from an automobile wasn't considered sporting or even legal.

For one thing it was never going to be safe with hunters riding around in a car or truck and shooting out the window or other ignorant things they'd get up to. Those little tricks usually came about after a few beers anyway and that is not a good recipe for hunting safety. Besides the fact that game just couldn't grasp that automobiles were trying to kill them.

I was perfectly aware of why it wasn't sporting or safe during my previous life. It didn't keep me from doing that very thing here though, because there was practically no one around to be threatened by a wild shot now, and I wasn't hunting for sport. I was hunting for survival and if the truck gave me a big advantage, well tough shit.

Meanwhile, my wives were all paid for and the day was still young. We headed back for our place and then didn't even slow down as we passed it. We even took the same road by our bear killing grounds but we didn't see another one this time.