I Feel Lucky by cmsix

Chapter 63

Mom was in the kitchen eating breakfast when we got back inside. I remembered something I wanted but hadn't asked about, not lately anyway.

"Mom, does Chuck know that he needs to clear off a rifle range for us and put up a large earth backstop?" I asked.

"He knows, but he hasn't asked for any details. Maybe you should make sure he knows what you have in mind," she said.

Jacky and I turned around and went back outside and it was a good thing we did. Chucky was planning on about three hundred yards. He was surprised when we told him it needed to be at least a thousand. He told us he hadn't done anything about it yet anyway and there was no harm done.

Jacky had decided she would stay near me today in her bodyguard role. She wanted to get back to work on the helicopter near her shop but she wasn't going to leave me unattended until the Senator was back in DC. Mom had rearranged his schedule and he would be with us until tomorrow, at least.

The door went off then and it was Bill, I let him in and then Tolishanea and Kamakeata decided he needed some more breakfast. He tried to hold out but they won and he sat down to eat. What the hell, I had room for a few more eggs and such myself so I sat down too. We couldn't convince Jacky to eat another bite.

"We have some more trailer shuffling today, Jimmy," Bill said, between bites.

"I guess we need to take the last drop deck back for new wheels," I said.

"Yes, and your other drop-deck is there too. It has a new dozer on it, a D8 I think," Bill said.

"Oh, did I buy one in my sleep?"

"No, I called Tom and wanted something to spend more time on the big drop-deck. He didn't have anything in stock, but when I explained its real purpose he suggested a smaller wheel loader that could be loaded without the bother of removing the wheels," Mom said, explaining

"That led me to asking about a bulldozer, since we don't have any yet, and he suggested this one that can ride on your small drop-deck. After quizzing him, I found out it was the largest one he had in stock and I ordered a larger one too. Unfortunately the larger one, a D11 I think, will need to be partially disassembled for moving.

"Things got complicated after that," Mom said.

"After that? It sounds like they were complicated just at that moment to me," I said.

"Maybe, but since we have so many trucks coming in and now we have this machinery, I'm keeping five of the drivers that came to bring the construction equipment and five that came hauling the materials.

"Chucky is going to select the best ones for us. It's fun to ride around with you in the big truck, but it will be too much work if you have to go fetch all the new equipment. We'll let the new drivers haul the things that are so big they will need escorts or are too far away, Mom said.

"Fine with me, but I still want to take a trip or two out on the big road," I said.

"That will be fine, as long as you aren't gone too long. Meanwhile, we'll have ten loyal, dedicated, and experienced drivers to get our trucking company underway," Mom said.

I didn't ask any more questions because I was afraid of the answers. Mom had discovered shopping for heavy equipment and there's no telling what she'd bought. I decided this might be a good time for me to learn to use the giant loader that had got the ball really rolling, but Mom was ahead of me again.

"I need for you to let them give you some instruction this morning for that 988H you bought. I want you to be the first one to operate it but we need to get that over with so one of Chucky's guys can use it.

"As you know they're doing a lot more than he planned for at first and using that loader for a while will help, so I leased it to them," Mom said.

"Leased it to them?" I asked.

"Yes, Chucky said that thirty-five hundred a day was a fair price and he promised that they'd clean it up when they were through. That's one of the reasons I bought the small dozer too, he'll be paying fifteen hundred a day for it. When the big one gets here it will go for three thousand a day and the small loader will get us another fifteen-hundred," Mom said.

"This is too weird, they're putting this in for us at no cost and they're paying us all that money to lease equipment to help them do it faster," I said.

"Don't forget what we're charging them for the freight to get it here. Jacob said he'd be glad to go to Tom's today for the larger track-hoe Chucky asked me to buy, so he could lease it.

"Jacob was feeling left out of the drop-deck parade and I told Tom to fix him up with two just like yours.

"Our main problem now is that we need nearly a truck load of aluminum wheels. I'm sending one of the new drivers for them as soon as Jacob's truck is ready," Mom said.

"Oh, has it come in?"

"Yes, Ginny said that Carl and his men worked all weekend to get the sleeper put on and it should be ready to go in an hour or two. One of the new drivers will take the practice truck after that and go for the wheels. I think Tom said they were in Cleveland," Mom said.

"I guess I should go see Chucky about my lesson then, that way they can get to work with the machine when I'm done."

"That'll be great, and I've already asked, there's room in the cab for Jacky to ride along with you. Chucky even had a little stool she could put right beside your seat. It will have to do until Tom makes arrangements for another real seat beside yours," Mom said.

When we got back to Chucky he called an operator over right away. He introduced us to Calvin, Cal for short, and Calvin showed Jacky and I to the loader.

Cal went with me for the first few minutes, using the stool Chucky had furnished for Jacky while he showed me how to work the controls. I was amazed at how easy they were.

I'd expected a complicated arrangement for changing gears and was totally floored with what it actually had. Where you'd normally expect the turn signal on a car, there was a lever you pushed forward to go forward and guess what, you pulled it back for reverse.

Changing gears was even easier. There were four gears and they'd each work for either forward or reverse, all I had to do was twist the handgrip sized handle to the gear I wanted. 1 through 4 was stamped around the circumference and there was an arrow pointing to show the gear that was selected.

With my right hand I controlled the bucket, one leaver to raise or lower it and one to tilt it forward or back. Nothing could be easier.

Of course it had power steering and it even had a steering knob on the wheel, the kind they used to have a long time ago on trucks that didn't have power steering.

I asked him if I needed to work the clutch to change gears and he told me no, it changed gears like an automatic transmission, it just didn't do it until you selected another one. He also told me that if I did push the clutch, it would disengage with the first inch or so of travel and pressing it harder started applying the brakes.

There was also a large brake pedal but Cal told me that if I always used the clutch-brake the brakes would last much longer, since they didn't have to try holding the machine while the five-hundred and thirty horsepower engine was trying to keep it moving.

It was slightly confusing since the big trucks also had something called a clutch-brake. On the trucks the clutch brake was not for stopping the vehicle though, it was only to stop the gears in the transmission from spinning while when you were trying to engage low gear from a dead stop. I asked Calvin about that.

"They are called the same thing but they are completely different. On a big truck, the clutch-brake is a tiny disc that goes around the input shaft for the transmission and it has nothing to do with the vehicle's brakes. On these loaders it is called a clutch-brake but it's actually just an alternative method of applying the vehicle's main brakes.

At least the foot feed was self-explanatory and worked as expected. It had one little quirk of its own though, or at least the machine did. The hydraulics barely worked at all unless the engines' rpms were up. This included the steering since it was completely hydraulic and there was no mechanical connection between the steering wheel and the actual steering, in fact, with the engine off the wheel could be turned at will with no effect.

After we went over this Cal got out and told me to just fool around with it and try not to run over anything important.

Jacky got up beside me then and we tried it out. At first it seemed really odd to me, since for steering it bent in the middle instead of turning the front wheels to the direction I wanted to go. The wheel still made it turn in the direction I wanted, but it felt different somehow.

"Why does it steer this way, Jacky?" I asked.

"So the wheels can be mounted to the axles more strongly. This thing doesn't need to make high-speed turns, it needs to lift stuff. Try picking up some dirt," she said.

I tried and she was laughing at me in only seconds. Of course I figured that if you wanted to dig up some dirt you had to angle the bucket down, the farther down, the more dirt, right?

Wrong. When I moved the bucket to a steep downward angle and put some pressure on it and gave the machine some fuel it only went about six inches and then it stopped and the giant tires even spun until I let off.

"What am I doing wrong?" I asked.

"For once you're biting off more than you can chew, even more than this big loader can chew. No matter how big this machine is it can't dig straight down. They have other machines to do that, like the track-hoes.

"Pick the bucket up and then tilt it till it's level. Ok, now push that lever all the way forward until it stays," she said, pointing to the one that raised and lowered the bucket.

"When it is there, it lets the bucket float, it only presses on the ground from its weight. Now, with the tilt handle, give the bucket just a slight downward tilt," she said.

I did it her way and when I had she told me to move forward, slowly at first. When I pressed on the fuel this time we started scraping up dirt. It looked like it might be taking about six inches.

"That's how you get the bucket full on normal undisturbed ground. If something has already broken it up some you can take a bigger bite, or if you're working from a big pile to actually load trucks you use different techniques.

"I know that the controls in this thing seem easy, and they actually are, but there's a lot of difference between learning to drive it around and learning to operate it correctly. Ride us around in it a little now without fooling with the bucket, that will be enough lesson for today," she said.

I did, and damn it was fun. The ride was pretty rough if we went very fast but I liked the way it turned by now. I didn't get close to anything though for fear that I'd run right over it without noticing.

When I'd had enough of that I drove back over near Cal and we unassed the thing. I thanked him for his lesson but realized that Jacky had actually taught me more about using it.

"Next time, I'll show you how to push down a tree," she said, and then laughed at me.

I didn't care, because pushing down a tree sounded pretty cool to me and I was looking forward to it.

We had to do something with the flat bed I was hooked to before I could grab my empty drop-deck to take it back to Tom's place. We decided to leave it at the airport.

We were in luck when we bobtailed back for the big drop-deck because Mom was in the study, hiding in the closet, and watching the tricksters going through some of Scott's workers.

I hooked the drop-deck and we didn't have any trouble getting it back to the street. The ground was plenty firm enough to hold it up, as long as it was empty.

When we got to Tom's lot, I saw my other drop-deck sitting there already loaded with a bulldozer on it. I hadn't even stopped before Pete came running out to talk to me. He said we could just drop the big trailer anywhere.

I pulled it off to the side, dropped it and then hooked the one with the dozer on it. Then, since Pete was acting human this time, I asked him if I needed escorts for this load.

"Technically, you should have at least one, but Tom called the police and told them you had another machine to move to your house. They are sending four units to take care of you," Pete said, and I'll swear he looked happy about helping me.

That was fair I guess. I really enjoyed taking over his duties with Glenda.

Sure enough four state police cars came up in just a few minutes. We had a short pow-wow and the head officer sent two cars ahead to block the side streets, like before. He even got in my truck and adjusted my police radio onto the channel they'd be using so I could talk to him if I needed to.

Bill said he was going to hang around at Tom's lot and wait for Jacob, so Jacky and I headed back home.

Things went so smooth this time that I never needed to use the radio. Jacky took control of the microphone and acknowledged when they said something to me.

This trip was even faster since the traffic was lighter this time. The police drove off when got home and I learned later that they went right back to Tom's to help Jacob. He had escorts and all this time, since he was bringing out another track-hoe, a bigger one like the one Chucky had already.

Chucky was out front and he signaled for us to take the dozer back toward where we'd left the loader. I didn't get stuck this time but nearly so. I stopped where another worker showed me.

There were several men around and they worked the lift to get the gooseneck loose from the front of the trailer and then they had me pull it forward out of the way.

After they let the front of the trailer down to the ground, one of them started the dozer and just drove it off the trailer, and I backed up and they hooked the gooseneck back to the trailer again. I was driving back to the street in less than half an hour.

I'd just finished making a block for a turnaround and pulling up onto the new driveway to park when Jacob's parade started arriving. Bill was with him and Chucky directed them back toward the place we'd just left.

Jacob did a good job, but he got stuck like I had with the loader and they pulled him to the place they wanted him with the dozer I'd just brought. They didn't waste any time getting it working.

Jacky and I went back into the house and we met Senator Malto and his aid heading out with the driver. He was taking them back to the plane so they could return to DC. I guess Mom had decided that she had all the information out of them she needed. I was glad to be rid of them.

I went into the study to see Mom and now Dad too, since he was out from under the Senator's thumb. Mom and Dad were going over what they'd learned from the questioning of our departing guests. I didn't want to know and I left there soon enough.

Jacky said that since the Senator and Joe were gone, she might as well go back to the airport and get going again on the helicopter she had there. I gave her a serious kissing and a minor groping and left when Mom said she'd call another Limo for Jacky.

Holly was just outside the study when I left it and she asked if I had some time to help her out with something. Since she was wearing a T-shirt and nothing else, I had plenty of time.

I thoroughly enjoyed following her up the stairs toward the new teaching rooms. The view of her naked ass was spectacular. I know she knew she was showing me her goodies too, because she swung her beautiful ass for most of what it was worth.

She led me into one of the former bedrooms and there was Jenny, sitting on the desk beside the new computer display and stealing all my attention from it. She was wearing only a T-shirt too, and it wasn't nearly long enough to cover her blonde bush.

Her pussy lips were practically pouting as she sat with plenty of room between her knees and the T-shirt emphasized her big titties without trying to hide them in the least. I shut the door behind me as I entered behind Holly.

"We've got him alone now Holly, let's both fuck him and tell his Mom he had a lesson. We just won't tell her what the subject was," Jenny said.

"It sounds like a good idea, but we should at least give our new setup and software a short trial first," Holly said, turning to me and kissing me soundly.

Lesson smeshon, I let my hands find their way under the short hem of Holly's T-shirt and take command of her asscheeks. Shit, if every boy had teachers like these two you wouldn't be able to keep them away from school with a platoon of heavy weapons.

Jenny didn't want to be left out and she was pressing her titties up against my back now while her hands came around me and started playing with my dick through the bluejeans.

"I know," she said, "if he does well on his trial we can give him a double dick-sucking. We'll swap off and while I lick his balls you can gobble his goober."

"Great idea sister mine," Holly said, after breaking our kiss.

"This is to make sure everything is working correctly, Jimmy. We'll show you how to use the equipment and the program and then leave you to it.

"It will teach you a little and then test you a little and then repeat. A normal lesson is about forty-five minutes and then you get a break before starting back.

"As a reward for being the guinea pig, Jenny and I will cater to your carnal desires as soon as the lesson is over," Holly said.

It sounded like a hell of a deal to me, and everything seemed simple when they gave the instructions.

This must have been some sort of introductory lesson, because it started out slowly. It was a good thing it did too. The lesson used all three of the displays I'd seen earlier.

It was a history lesson and covered a battle during the revolutionary war. The center screen had the text that was being spoken to me by the computer. The left hand display was playing a movie of the battle and the right hand one had a map with arrows showing where the forces were and how they were moving.

After the forty-five minutes of the lesson were over, I knew more about the battle of The Cowpens than I'd ever wanted to. I was rewarded for my diligent work almost at once.

Holly and Jenny pulled me out of the seat and onto the carpeted floor. They had my clothes off in only a minute and then they stood to doff their T-shirts and shake their impressive titties at me.

They were on me in a flash after that and they did indeed suck my dick and lick my balls until I was throbbing down south. After only a few minutes Holly lay down beside me, and Jenny helped her roll me into place between Holly's lovely thighs. I teased around her pussy lips with my dickhead for a few seconds until she yelled at me.

"Goddammit, Jimmy, gimme some dick, now."

She punctuated her order by grabbing the cheeks of my ass and spurring me in with her fingernails. Damn that was good. Her warm wet pussy caressed my dick like wet velvet and her insides gripped me on every stroke.

Jenny was helping whether she needed to or not, kissing and nibbling up and down my back and even nipping my ass with her teeth. I probably didn't last five minutes but Holly was wailing at the end and I was coming like a fire hydrant.