John and Argent by cmsix

Chapter 27

As soon as we were outside we saw Daleana, Suleita and Britta by the mouth of the main cave talking with Kateata, Erieta and Failiela. I was afraid my goose was being cooked but realized that if any of them were getting or giving information that I didn't want them to, there would be spankings soon.

My crowd of mates, fuckees and fondling friends left me and headed for the others at once. I made sure to get close enough to let me hear what they were talking about so I could make a try at heading off anything they might be saying that I didn't want said. I had no worries though.

As soon as the others got a gander at my mate's and Ladeliea's new fashion statements they were the center of attention. The questions were soon flying and when it was announced that I had provided the new clothes mostly so I could sneak peeks at their nearly naked asses and so I could pinch or play with there butts more easily the giggling and blushing broke out.

"As a matter of fact I like the new clothes a lot and I'm thinking of getting some for everyone. You will all have to make sure that none of the other men know why I am furnishing them though. I do mean none of them too." I said.

"That will be good, I like having secrets from the men. At least our leader will be the only man that knows it." Britta said boldly and then seemed embarrassed about it.

"It will be fun. Will they all be the tiger fur?" Oh I see, Ladeliea has leopard fur, will everyone have a different type of fur?" Daleana asked.

"Everyone that gets some will have a different type of fur, until we run out of animals that have good skin for clothes." I told them, thinking that they would be surprised when they found out how they were going to pay for their new wardrobes.

"I think that we should keep it a secret from the other women too. We should not let them know about the clothes until they get their own." Waaya said.

"But they will see us wearing them Waaya." Ladeliea said.

"Yes but they will not know why we are wearing them and they won't be sure where they came from if we don't tell them." Shelalliea said.

"That is right and I don't want any of you to tell anything. I happen to know that all of you here will be getting some clothes like this soon, mainly because I want to get several peeks at your legs and asses." I told them and all those that weren't wearing them already managed to put on a blush.

It was probably harder for Shaala, Shallea, Melieta and Jaiya but they did manage it. They were off onto the rings then when Britta noticed them. I noticed that all that my girls told them was that I had given them all one and no one got up the nerve to ask any more questions.

Argent had given me the tingle just a couple of minutes after we'd come outside but I was enjoying this little get together for the moment. When they finally wound down I told my crowd that we needed to go back into the cave, they said their goodbyes and we left.

As soon as we were back inside it Dalia hit me with the question.

"How do you know who will be getting clothes like this John?" She asked.

"Because I am going to get clothes like that for every woman that I fuck." I boasted.

They all laughed again and the four unmated girls didn't have any trouble rustling up a blush this time. Their faces were crimson almost at once. I knew damned well that they already knew I was going to fuck them but announcing that they would be getting clothes to them outside and now telling them what they would be doing for the clothes lit them up.

"Before you go back to Frank I need to show you all another secret."

I led them to the new entrance at the back of the cave and squelched any questions ahead of time by telling them they would see what it was all about in a few minutes. They were as surprised as I had been when we entered the new practice chamber. They had been mildly surprised by the winding tunnel but were floored when they saw the size of this new expansion.

"It is nearly as big as the biggest cave. What is it for John." Dieta asked.

"It is for you to practice with your new weapons. They are in these lockers; each of you has a locker of your own and all your knew things are in them. They are marked with your faces and your written names."

The unmated girls had no idea what written names meant but they could easily find their lockers by finding their faces on the door. I hadn't mentioned them to Argent but I felt sure that he had anticipated it and sure enough when they opened their lockers they found the full compliment of new toys. The lockers had to be fairly large to accommodate all the fucking arrows I had ordered and I wondered how it had been done in even the big space they had.

After examining Dieta's locker I saw that there was no way there were a thousand arrows in it. Looking around I saw an entrance back toward the living space to an extra storage chamber that held mostly bulk things like arrows, ammunition, more targets and assorted items we would use up.

I found my locker and took out the bow that was for me. They were beautifully made compound bows. I held mine up and pulled back the string. It seemed hard at first but eased off considerably as the cams broke over. I released the string slowly and set the bow down. If they were all like mine I was sure that none of the women could use them. I got out the palm and quickly asked about it.

The return message told me that all the bows were set to the lightest draw weight now and each was made specifically for the woman who owned it. They were all made with exactly the draw weight that would be most comfortable for the women now. As they became accustomed to the bows they could be set for more power. The Aliens had done a good job on this.

All the women were wondering what in the hell these things were. They had all seen that they had a rifle in their locker too. Even though it didn't look like the one I had been using they could still recognize what it was.

"You all have rifles of your own now. Please do not try to use them until you have watched a lesson teaching you how and I have made sure that you understand everything. If you are still afraid of the rifle after that you do not have to use it."

I held up my bow then and an arrow.

"This is a bow and this is an arrow, let me put on the things needed to use them and I will show you how they work. First I must tell you that you should never draw back the bowstring and let it go if there is not an arrow ready. It might damage the bow and I would have to get you another one."

I put on an arm guard and picked up a trigger. I loaded a quiver of arrows and walked to the first archery practice station. I hit the switch and ran the target to about fifty feet. After nocking an arrow and letting fly there was only silence behind me. Finally Dieta spoke.

"That is more than magic John. That little spear flew so fast that I could barely see it. How far will it fly?" She asked.

"I'm not sure and you must aim higher if what you want to hit is farther away. I will move the target farther away and try again."

I sent the target out to about a hundred feet and let go again. I still got it well in the target so I sent it out another fifty feet and I still hit it. I thought I was doing a hell of a job since I hadn't had a bow in my hands in the last ten years.

"I can tell that it can still go much farther. It will be even better than a spear cast by the best of hunters." Roweea said.

"Yes it will. It will take some time for you to be able to use it well and you will be sore at first from pulling the string. As you get stronger we can make the string harder to pull and the arrow will fly faster and farther."

"This is magic, but it is magic I like. It will be so much better for hunting than a spear is." Delia said.

"It will be better but you will have to practice. That is what this big cave is for. You will be able to practice without even going outside."

"Can we start practicing now?" Merita asked.

"Not until I get some bread. You must finish your bread lessons and then Frank will have some lessons about the bow and the arrows. Later he will have some lessons about the rifles. You will be having lessons for a long time."

"I had forgotten about the bread and I want to make some soon. It looks like it will be good to eat. What is toast though?" Gema asked.

"Toast is one of my favorites and it is the main reason I got the bread things. I'm sure you will have a toast lesson soon. I might watch that lesson to make sure Frank tells you how to make the toast that I like best."

I put up my bow and things then after running the trolley in and retrieving my arrows. All the rest put up the things that they had been examining and we returned to let Frank finish the bread lessons.

"What has happened to Frank?" Maia asked since she was the first to notice it.

"Something has climbed on top of him but I have never seen it before; I make sure to look at him every day since he started that flashing sometimes." Gema said.

"It is a bigger screen so it will be easier for all of you to see at once."

"There are more chairs too. They aren't like the ones at the new table but they must be chairs. Can we sit down for our lessons now." Winna asked.

"Yes you can. That will be better too won't it?"

"I think it will. We will see. Though I don't know why I am doing it. I have never been able to cook anything right." Roweea said.

"Maybe you will do better with bread Roweea." Waaya said, trying to cheer her.

"Maybe, it does look easy." Roweea agreed.

I left them at it and went to lie down for a few minutes. I let my thoughts drift to the new pussy I would be getting tonight and slipped into a nap.

I got no dream to Argent land and I wasn't sorry. When I woke I smelled freshly baked bread. Looking out toward the caves entrance showed me that the sun had set already. It had been a long nap.

My sugarplums were all over in their new kitchen rattling the new pots and pans. It was music to my ears. Easing off the side of the bed I bent over to put my boots back on. They were gone, replaced by a pair of moccasins of the same design that all my mates had now. Grumbling to myself about Argent's meddling I pulled them on anyway.

They surprised me by slipping on fairly easily but not as easily as I'd expected. It hit me then that they looked like the girl's moccasins but were actually more of a round-toed cowboy boot. Wiggling my toes and then bending at the waist to feel the new boots with my hands, I discovered that the uppers were made of something that felt like leather and thick leather at that. They didn't have a tiger skin pattern like the girl's moccasins. They were camo and they fit me and felt like a very good pair of hand made boots. I looked at the sole and it also looked similar to the girl's but it was thicker. The kicker was the toe. One press with my thumb let me know that it was metal.

Ain't that a bitch? They looked and felt as comfortable as moccasins but were as tough, tougher really than the boots I had come here wearing. Steel toes too, probably not steel though, probably titanium. The toes weren't exactly like earth style safety shoes though. They weren't immediately apparent from looking but they were there, just manufactured especially for my feet in these boots. I guess Argent didn't deserve a cussing after all.

Walking over to the new kitchen area I was struck again by the incongruity of a modern kitchen in a fucking cave. The smell of the bread erased all kitchen concerns; it smelled delicious. Maia spotted me then.

"John, come here. Look! Toast." She said excitedly.

She held out a plate to me and it was toast for sure and just like I liked it. A pat of butter had been placed in each corner and one in the center before it was put into the oven. I was glad that Argent hadn't sent one of those chicken shit pop-up toasters.

I grabbed a piece of the toast and bit it. It was as good as it smelled. It was harder to chew with the grin on my face but I managed.

"Do you like it John? Is it cooked the way you wanted it?" Dalia asked.

"It is just the way I like it and it taste better than I thought it would. Who told you how to make it?"

"Frank said that he knew the way you wanted it and told us so we wouldn't have to wake you up." Geera said.

"He told you exactly right. Where did you get the butter?"

"From the ref, refri, refrigerator. That is what Frank said it was, a refrigerator." Dieta said.

"We didn't have a refrigerator this morning."

"We didn't have a kitchen yesterday either but we do now. I really like it and I didn't even know what it was when I woke up and found it." Dalia said with perfect logic.

"But when did the refrigerator come?"

"While you were sleeping. Frank was telling us how to make toast and we had to ask him what butter was. He made a little squeak and then was quiet for a long time. When he came back he asked us to take a little walk outside, just like you do when we are about to get a surprise. When we came back in we had this refrigerator." Winna told me pointing.

There are probably bigger refrigerators but I had never seen one that was. This one had four full sized doors and was fully eighteen feet wide. The doors matched the look of the cabinets exactly though, as if they were made of the same stained hardwood. It was a small touch but it was another thing that I knew would never have been done to such perfection on earth.

"It is just full of food of all kinds, many that I have never heard of before. Do you know what cheese is?" Waaya asked.

"Yes I have seen cheese before. Is there some cheese in the refrigerator?"

"Yes. Frank said that it was a gift since he had forgotten to send the refrigerator when he should have. He said all the food in the refrigerator was a gift. It is cold in the refrigerator, and it is very cold inside that last door. It is so cold in the last door that ice comes out through a hole in the front of it." Roweea told me, clearly amazed.

Apparently Frank had been thrilled with his new name and had gotten generous. I could live with that as long as they didn't take it out of my freight. What was I saying? I could live with it if they did take it out. Having a fridge was going to be a good deal. I wouldn't have put it high on my list but it was going to be nice to have and now that it was here I was glad that it was.

"It is very nice and I think that we will all like it. What do all of you think of it?"

"We think it is grand. We all tasted some of the cheese and it was good. There is something called hot sauce in there though and it is hot. I did not really like that." Jaada said.

"Hot sauce is to season food with, it is not for drinking out of the bottle."

"That is what Frank told us, but not until after we had tasted it." Gema said and screwed up her face.

"Then you must have him teach you to make guacamole. It cools the fire of peppers and it is tasty too. It is also excellent with chips." I told them.

"What is guacamole and what are chips? What are peppers?" Shelalliea asked.

"Peppers are what made the hot sauce so hot, guacamole is a food that can cool the fire and chips are made from potatoes. I'm sure Frank will tell you all how to do it. I don't know how to make any of them but I can eat them all. Speaking of eating, when is the next time I'm going to get to?"

"Your supper is ready. Are you ready to eat now?" Merita asked.

I admitted that I was and sat at the new table. They brought me broiled bear meat with ranch style beans and plenty of toast. I got another shock when Winna walked grinning over to the counter top, near one of the sinks, got a plastic mug out of a cabinet and pulled me a draft beer from a tap that I know wasn't there this morning. She was still grinning when she brought it to me.

"Frank said that since he was putting the refrigerator in anyway he would put in a small one to keep some bruga cold for you." Winna explained as she handed me the mug of beer.

"That was very kind of Frank. It was also very kind of all of you to take lessons all day long to learn how to make bread and toast and how to cook with the new kitchen." I said smiling to myself about having beer on tap.

We all ate then and it was good. It wasn't noticeably better than what they cooked all the time but they were almost all good cooks. They told me more about their lessons with Frank as we ate. When I had cleaned my plate Dalia brought me a little more and Roweea got up and brought me more toast.

While I worked on this helping I noticed that all of them were watching me. Getting a little of the drift of the situation I picked up a piece of the toast and took a big bite.

"This toast is really very good. I am surprised that you were able to learn to make bread and then to make toast out of it in one day."

I had said the right thing. Roweea squealed her excitement and rushed over to kiss me soundly. She seemed so happy.

"Roweea, did you make this toast?"

"Not only that toast, Roweea made the bread that it was made from. She worked hard to learn how to do it. Cooking isn't as easy for her as it is for us. We told her that it was good but she wouldn't believe us until you told her." Dalia explained.

"Well it is wonderful Roweea and I am happy that you are proud of something that you cooked."

She was beaming and I thought she might be about to cry. She was still smiling when she sat back down. I finished this helping and helped the girls clear the table and put the dishes in the washer.

"Why haven't you put on your new clothes John? They look nice even though we can't recognize what kind of skin they are made of." Dieta said.

"I didn't know that I had some new clothes. Where are they?"

"We put a set of them out by your new moccasins. Didn't you see them?" Geera asked.

I hadn't seen them but I went back to look again. They were stacked neatly by the side of the bed and I could see at once why they hadn't been able to recognize the skin. It wasn't a skin it was a camo design. It was also a custom job though because it was forty thousand year old canyon and steppe camo. I could tell at once that it would blend with the area I was living in now. I hadn't paid close attention to the design on the boots before; now that I did I saw that they were the same camo design as the clothes.

I started undressing to change and the girls came over to help me. They laughed as they helped me get the camo boxers on. I noticed that they were a change from the normal boxers I wore to a boxer brief style. I could deal with that I guess. It is a little jolting to change the arrangements for you balls without prior notice though.

The trousers were more or less jeans, just a pair made from camo material instead of blue denim. When I put them on I found that they fit much better than the ones I had been wearing. I could see that custom-made clothes did have their advantages. There had been a new camo T-shirt to put on before the chain mail and a good camo Pendleton woolen shirt to go over it. I had always liked to wear long sleeved shirts even in warm weather. I tried the sleeves out and found that these had been made to allow them to be rolled up nearly to my elbow with no trouble. The shirt even had two button flap pockets, my favorite style.

I saw that I had a matching set of camo Carhartts too but didn't think I would need them yet. I walked around a little to let the girls admire the emperor's new clothes and then I sat on the edge of the bed.

"Dieta, don't you think it's about time that you went to invite Daleana over for a visit."

"It is past time but I will go right away and invite her."

While she was gone I asked the others how we would do this.

"You don't need us to tell you how to fuck a woman John." Shelalliea said.

"I know but are you all going to join us?"

"We will do as we did when you were with Ladeliea unless you want us to do otherwise. This is your time to let Daleana know that she is as much your woman as she is Bigglieo's. She needs to know that you want to fuck her and that you will do it whenever you like."

"That will be fine, I was just unsure whether there was some type of custom or something."

"Even if there had been a custom that you were disregarding, I would have forgotten all about it within seconds and I can tell you that Daleana will too. Just do her as you did me and everything will be just right in her eyes." Ladeliea said.

And that's how it went. When Dieta got back with the cute redheaded Daleana I took her into my arms, kissing and groping from the get go. We were naked and fucking in the middle of the big bed in minutes. I gave her two climaxes before I pumped the cum to her, then all my mates and Ladeliea came to tidy us up. After another round and the tidying up I asked Roweea if she didn't think Suleita was getting lonesome by herself.

Her eyes lit up like fire and she couldn't get out of the cave fast enough. I decided I should be long dicking Daleana when Suleita came in. Daleana was howling my name and scratching at my back when Roweea returned with Suleita. Suleita had probably known what was going to go on anyway and she surely did when she saw me boning her co-mate. She seemed to get naked in seconds and was kneeling on the bed beside us, sucking on Daleana's nipples before quick could get ready.

When Daleana went off again I raised to a kneeling position myself and got behind Suleita to show her what dog fucking was all about, even if there were no dogs in this time.

After giving Suleita a couple of cunts full of cum and after my mates had us cleaned up I lay back for a little nap between Bigglieo's satiated mates, reminding my girls to wake me with Britta in about an hour.

Dieta woke me as she, Roweea, Geera and Maia left to fetch Britta to her fate. I got out of bed and put on my new boxer briefs.

When they entered with the Blonde and beautiful Britta I could tell that she was a little shy and nervous. I went to her and welcomed her into my arms, putting what I considered a sweet and friendly kiss on her lips. She relaxed a little then and I led her to the bed, sitting on the edge of it and keeping her in front of me. I knew that she could see Daleana and Suleita cuddled up naked, and I'm sure she could guess that they were just recently fucked.

I took my time teasing Britta's naked flesh while Dieta, Geera, Roweea and Maia revealed it as they undressed her. They did more than a little teasing and caressing of their own while they were at it. They drifted off to join my other mates though as I pulled Britta into the bed with me. She must have still been feeling a little shy, even though her plump pink nipples were aroused. I took my time kissing and nibbling at her buds and palming and fingering her dampening sex. When I thought she was wet enough for entry I moved between her legs to mount her. She must have been feeling some heat by now since she took hold of my dick to swab its head between her lips for lubrication and then place it at her entrance.

I pushed up into her and had to groan. I can't really describe the feeling of Britta's pussy's insides but I can tell you that it was different and delightful. I just settled with dicky all the way up her and let him soak as she squeezed and petted him with her pussy muscles.

She began pushing with her hips for some action after a while and we were soon galloping off into a wonderful fuck. Which we replayed twice before Ladeliea decided she wanted some more too and joined us all for a turn.

It was a good thing that I had decided to get started on my fucking just after sunset. After I had Daleana, Suleita, Britta and Ladeliea all fairly well satisfied my mates all came to bed with us wanting a little dick of their own. I managed to give them all a good screwing and about an hour after midnight I noticed that Shaala, Shallea, Melieta and Jaiya had let their curiosity get the better of them and were all watching from the connecting tunnel to Danlo's cave.

I called them to come over and get in the bed and licked my lips while watching them undress to do it. My mates perked up at this development and I'm sure our guest for the night did too. I had all four of the virgins held down firmly while I nibbled and chewed on their nipples and licked their pussies until they couldn't take any more and begged for mercy. After that I told Shelalliea and Dalia to teach the four of them how to suck a dick properly, then lay back to enjoy their lessons.

I guess it was a good thing that Argent didn't come to me in my dreams that night. I would have demanded to know the entire list of modifications he had made to my dick. It must have been a long list because so far, no matter how much I fucked; I seemed to only need about seven to ten minutes to be in shape to fuck again. It had stood me in good stead this time at least.

I woke to the smell of bacon frying the next morning and was delighted to find that Daleana, Suleita, Britta and Ladeliea were still lying naked in bed with me. I started by teasing Britta's nipples until she woke with them throbbing. I got between her sweet legs and with her help aiming I pushed it up her for a good morning fuck. I treated the others to the same thing whether they really wanted it or not. None of them complained though.

A few of my mates that weren't involved in the cooking came over to tidy us up and help Britta, Daleana and Suleita sort out their new clothes. I could tell that Argent and his designer had been going over pictures of big cats since each woman had a different cat skin motif for her wardrobe. Britta's was white tiger, Daleana's was lynx and Suleita's was cheetah. All were beautifully done and looked great on them. I saw that my mates were about to help them on with their thongs and seemed like they might be going to put the trousers on them too.

"Just the top will be enough for them to wear until they have to leave. Remember the clothes are mostly for my benefit." I told them and laughed.

Britta actually blushed a little as I came over and demonstrated my easy access using her sweet ass as an example.

Daleana, Suleita and Britta were amazed again when they discovered what all those new things were where our cooking fire had been. When they got a sample of toast with their breakfast they were dying to know where it had come from and how to make it. I abandoned the hen party that had sprung up but did remind them not to pay so much attention to Frank that they forgot to fix my lunch. If I was going to get a few days to stay home I wanted to make sure I got three good meals a day in the bargain.

"What would you like for your meal my wonderful mate." Dalia asked, already understanding that I just wanted a little more attention.

"Ask Frank to teach you to cook a big thick New York Strip rare with a baked potato."

"But what is that?" Geera asked.

"Frank will tell you." I said and headed for the new shooting range.

After I'd traversed the tunnel I went over to my locker, noticing for the first time that it was easily twice as large as the others. I hadn't really paid much attention the day before since I had wanted to get my bow and some arrows and start my little demonstration.

Today I noticed. All my other firearms except the M1 were now stored in the locker and there were more new arrivals than the one.25 Buck Mark type that I expected. The first one that caught my eye nearly had me crying. It was a sporterized version of a German 8mm Mauser. Their WWII standard rifle. It was just as beautiful to me today as it had been when I was thirteen years old and had begged my daddy to buy it for me.

As I picked it up gingerly and looked it over I wondered how in the hell Argent and company knew about it and found it, or re-created it. It was exactly as I remembered though, down to the rather cheap Tasco 4x scope that had come with it.

It had been a custom rifle by a local small town gunsmith. His main claim to fame had always been his skill at putting on a rich deep bluing and his ability to make a beautiful stock from a rough chunk of hardwood. His other skills had been workman like and the rifle did function perfectly even if it hadn't been the most accurate. It had been easily up to my skill level though.

I had killed my first deer with that rifle, a three pointer. I had been so excited when it walked under my tree stand, built with my own thirteen year old hands, that I had shot it without even knowing whether it was a buck or a doe. I realized this after it ran and then fell about sixty feet from me. After waiting a few minutes to make sure it didn't get back up and run off, I worried all the way down my hand made ladder and over to the deer that I might have shot a doe, illegal in my county at that time.

I was very relieved to find that it had antlers and more relieved to see that it had the minimum three points that made it legal. I quickly drug it back to my 1966 Pontiac LeMans and wrestled it into the trunk to go show it to my aunt and uncle, whose property I was hunting on.

They both bragged on my manly exploits and my uncle showed me how to gut and skin the deer and then how to cut it up. My aunt claimed a portion of the back strap and we had it for supper that night with both of them bragging on its taste and tenderness. Until Jana Green showed me better a few months later, in the front seat of my mother's Cadillac Coup deVille, I thought that this was as close to heaven as a thirteen-year-old boy could get.

So much for memories of the past I thought, and realized that they were actually memories of the future for me. What a deal. I put my treasure back in its spot and thought a thanks to Argent.

The next thing that caught my eye looked like a giant version of the new rifles. I took it from its spot and looked at the hole in the muzzle first. Jesus! It looked big enough to crawl into. I looked around for its ammunition and discovered it at once. It was.50 caliber. What in the fuck did they think I was going to shoot with this? It was a beautifully done rifle though and even though it resembled the smaller ones I saw at once that the action, while still a semi-automatic, was completely different.

I stopped what I was doing, put the rifle back in its spot and pulled out my Palm, sending them a question asking what the.50 caliber rifle was for.

"Mammoth." Was the only reply I got.

OK. I figured I could get more out of Argent next time I dreamed him up. I took up my.25 then and gathered ammunition, hearing protection and shooting glasses, a few targets and headed for one of the shooting benches. After hanging the targets and running the frame out to fifty yards I sat at the firing bench and began sighting the new rifle in. After an hour and a hundred rounds I had more respect for the Alien gunsmith than I'd had before. The rifle was very accurate and its iron sights were easy to adjust and their adjustments translated nearly exactly to what I wanted in the way of moving the impact point to the point of aim.

I tried the.50 caliber next and even though I'd expected a vicious recoil from the light rifle and enormous cartridge and bullet I wasn't prepared for what it would do to my shoulder. The butt stock had no pad and no mechanism for dealing with the tremendous recoil and that fucker hurt when I fired it. One shot was enough for me to know that something had to be done to it. I got the palm back out and sent another message.

"Look up recoil and fix the.50 caliber rifle."

I was surprised a little when it just disappeared a few seconds later. I'd had enough shooting for a while anyway and I packed up my stuff and headed back to my cave. The women were engrossed in their lessons again and I saw that now Britta, Suleita and Daleana were spellbound too. At least none of them had put on their thongs or trousers. I walked outside.

Things seemed nearly deserted out in the canyon but as I walked toward the fenced in blind canyons I saw Galto and a few men working to finish the back fence. I went to Galto and praised him for his persistence.

"We are nearly through with it now and I don't know where to put the pen for training." He told me.

We went to the down river side of the canyon's entrance and I stepped off what I thought was about a hundred and fifty feet. Seeing that one cross fence at this spot would leave me enough space for two training pens side by side I told him so and we decided that when this fence was in place we would start another one from its midpoint back to the canyon wall. This was going so good that I told him I would also be needing a round pen, and I selected a spot for its center nearby and left him working while I went to get a small post to sink in the round pens center spot and a rope to use for marking off the post placement for its circumference.

I noticed that the wild horses were staying back from the men by a good distance but they did seem to be watching them work, especially the big stallion. I knew that he was going to be a job to catch and train. Looking at the size of him made me anxious to get started though.

Jaada came to get me for lunch then, telling me that Frank had told them exactly what a New York Strip and a potato was and that they would soon be ready. I noticed that she had put her thong on for modesty during her trip outside and as we walked back to the cave I put my arm around her, clutching one of her sweet cheeks and told her that she looked as delicious as the steak was probably going to be. She giggled and then wiggled her little ass around in my hand as we walked.

Something smelled damned good when I got back into the cave and all the women were grinning. Jaada escorted me to the head of the table and the serving began. My steak was the biggest and thickest strip I'd ever seen and there seemed a mountain of Ranch Style beans on the plate beside it. Dalia brought me a baked potato, wrapped in foil, and it had already been cut open and doused liberally with butter, salt and pepper. It had already been mashed to mush inside too, just exactly the way I liked them.

They all sat down to eat too and I saw that they were having the same thing. I wondered if Argent was planning on furnishing all our food from now on but doubted it. As I dug into the potato though I knew that he was going to have to relent on the 'no living things' restriction and send me some seed potatoes intact.

After we'd eaten I thanked them all for their efforts on my behalf.

"Who is more important for us to please than our mate and our leader?" Shelalliea asked me.

"I am happy that you feel that way but I want to let you know that it makes me very happy. You should know that I appreciate what you do for me and the best way I know to make sure of that is to tell you."

"We remember very well a better way that you let us know. We remember it from last night." Dieta said and all my mates and Ladeliea laughed while Daleana, Suleita and Britta blushed just a little.

"Yes but I intend to tell you often and show you even more often." I said.

They wouldn't let me help them clean up after that and I started to go take a nap but decided to get back to work with Galto and the others.

When I got back I could see that most of the holes were already in place for the post but that there was only Galto putting in the last few post that were here.

"Where has everyone gone Galto?"

"I have sent them to cut more post and rails. We have been careful to cut only the trees that are the right size and we have to go farther for them now. It will take longer but it will be best if we do not take all the trees from one place won't it?" He asked.

"It will be better. I am sorry that we don't have another wagon to carry the post but even if we had another wagon we would not have horses to pull it yet."

"I know but I keep looking out into the canyon and it makes me even more anxious to finish this work. I have come to understand that with more horses we can do more things. When we hunt, if Georgo is not gone, we will have two wagons to help us bring the meat here. We have many more people to help us process it now and we have the frozen cave to make keeping it much easier. It will be good this winter when we can have meat that hasn't been dried to eat. It will not seem so much like chewing leather." Galto said and smiled.

"It will be good and it will be even better next year. Next spring I will show you all some things that will give us much more food besides meat to eat."

"I am always ready to discover more things to eat. Eating is one of the things I enjoy most." He told me still grinning.

Some of the men were coming back then carrying some trimmed trees on their shoulders. I saw that they hadn't cut them to length yet and assumed that they brought them this way so it would be easier to carry more in one trip. They set the trees down and were about to start cutting them into post by placing a rock under them to raise them up a little and then sawing.

I decided to show them how to make a sawbuck first so that the cutting to length would go easier. It would take a little time but it would save time in the long run; it would also be much easier on their backs. More trees had arrived while we built the sawbuck and after we'd finished it all the men went back to get more except Jano who stayed to cut the post.

I stayed and helped with the fencing until Bigglieo, Georgo and all the rest returned. The back fence was finished by then with a nice big gate in it. It was ready to capture horses now and the training pens would probably be finished by tomorrow.

I saw that Bigglieo was sitting on the big wagon's seat but that Barago was driving the team. Georgo was also on his buckboard's seat but a man I didn't know, though I had already seen him, was driving Sally and Jane. This was a good thing as far as I was concerned. More people that could drive the wagons could only mean that I wouldn't be pressed into that service anymore.

Bigglieo and Georgo got off as the wagon and buckboard headed for the big cave, leading the way for all the travois horses with their cargos.

"How was the hauling Bigglieo?"

"We had no trouble and we were able to get everything except a few of the materials from the huts. I can go back and get them tomorrow if you want but I don't think they will be worth the trouble." Bigglieo told me.

"If the people have everything that they wanted to bring we won't go back for anything else."

"Good, I can't understand though how I have come to learn to drive the wagon and grow tired of it so soon." Bigglieo said.

"You would grow very fond of it again if you had to make only one trip to bring something on your back. I know that I would."

"Please do not remind me and I will never complain about the wagon again. Now I remember, I love the wagon." Bigglieo said and laughed his big laugh.

"Cheer up Bigglieo, you didn't miss much of anything except post hole digging and post cutting and trimming."

"I will keep repeating, I love the wagon, I love the wagon. Galto seems to have done a very good job while I was gone. It looks like even the training pen will be finished today." Bigglieo said.

"Two will be finished. We had room for two training pens. We will also have a round pen." I told him.

"What is the purpose of the round pen?" Bigglieo asked.

"If you have time for it the training is easier and more complete in a round pen. You attach a longe line, a very long lead rope, to the horse's halter in the round pen and teach them to work by having them go in a circle. You usually use a slim whip to get them moving at first but after they begin to catch on it isn't needed anymore. Soon you can have them walk, trot or gallop from a vocal command and you can make them stop or change directions. After they are accustomed to working like that you can even exercise them with only the longe line and not have to put them in the round pen. Longeing is most useful with the younger horses that are too small to be ridden. It makes them understand that they will be getting some handling too and gets them ready for when they are big enough to ride or work."

"Does that mean that all the young horses that are roaming around loose most of the time will soon be big enough to work?" Bigglieo asked.

"Yes, some of the yearlings may be able to carry a rider next year if we can keep them well fed this winter. They will still be too small for a grown man then but might be able to be ridden by some of the smaller women and some of the young boys. Care must be taken with younger horses though. Even if they seem big enough they cannot carry even a light person very long. Any riding of this year's yearlings next year should only be for their training."

"That means that we will soon have many horses that can work or carry riders." Bigglieo said.

"Yes and we will have a lot of time to begin training them regularly during the winter. I think that the horse cave will be big enough to do some training inside it while there is too much snow on the ground."

"How were things here while we were gone?" Georgo asked.

I wasn't sure that he wasn't asking for a sign of whether I had fucked Ladeliea and others or not. I didn't intend to make any mention of who I had been fucking though.

"Everything went well. I have a new surprise and I think that I should show it to you and Bigglieo at once. Come with me." I told them and led them toward and then into my cave.

As Argent had promised they didn't seem to notice the new kitchen and we passed by it without any questions from them. I led them through the tunnel to the new firing range and they definitely noticed it but didn't ask anything. They were stupefied when we entered it just as I'd been.

"What is this?" Bigglieo asked first.

"The spirits have given us this place to practice with our new weapons." I told him as I went to my locker and got out my bow, arrows and things.

I showed the bow and the arrows to both of them and then walked to an archery station and ran a target out to about a hundred and fifty feet. I gave them a demo then with three arrows. Bigglieo and Georgo were both spellbound.

"What do you think?"

"That will be better for hunting than a spear is." Bigglieo stated the obvious.

"Yes it is much better. I will need to show you how to do it tomorrow and then I will want you to teach all the other men how." I told him.

"Do you have more of them?" He asked.

"Yes, I do not have enough for all right now but in the morning there will be one for you and the next morning the will be a set for Galto and Barago also and I will want you to teach them what I show you tomorrow."

"How long will it be before we can hunt with them? How long does it take to learn?" Bigglieo asked.

"It will take many days of practice. We will need to hunt before you have learned well enough I am afraid. I am ready for Jonoco, Nadlo and Danlo to be mated and I know that they are ready also. Since we are through carrying the things for a while I think that Georgo should announce it and I will go and kill some more bison tomorrow. You must keep all of this a secret Bigglieo. If you can I will let you see me kill the bison along with my mates." I told him.

"I am very good at keeping secrets John. You do not have to worry. I will not tell anything that you tell me unless you have me do it." Bigglieo assured me.

"Good. Tomorrow I will show you how to use this new weapon and you can show Galto and Barago next. I think that we should hunt in the morning though and I will show you while the others are dealing with the bison. There should be enough here to deal with them now even if you and I do not help them."

"I will do whatever you think I should John." Bigglieo said.

"If Georgo thinks it is all right I want you to go tell the others that we will eat outside tonight and Georgo will give us a little talk. He can tell of the mating then and I will tell everyone that there will be plenty of bruga for the mating ceremony."

Bigglieo smiled about that and Georgo agreed that tonight would be a good night to announce the matings. I decided to let Jonoco, Nadlo and Danlo find out at the same time everyone else did, when Georgo told it. They could just get a surprise.

We left the practice cave then and Bigglieo walked out right by the kitchen again without noticing. I took Georgo over and sat him down at the new table though and I got a couple of mugs and pulled us both a beer. It was funny to watch him as I showed him to a seat. When he sat it was like his eyes were suddenly opened to all the new things. Ladeliea and my mates all came over then and I told them to get a mug of beer for themselves and sit down. Luckily Shaala, Shallea, Melieta and Jaiya had gone outside with Daleana, Suleita and Britta when the wagons had come back.

"What do you think of our new kitchen Georgo?" Geera asked him.

"I do not know what to think of it. I do not know what it is or what it is for. I can tell that it must have come from the spirits though." Georgo said.

"It did come from the spirits and it is all for cooking food." I said.

"It is very helpful too. Have you eaten?" Shelalliea asked Georgo.

"No, we haven't eaten since morning. We will be having a little meal outside later though." He said.

"We should make him a sandwich. We need to practice and it will still be too long for him to wait until the food is ready for our meal." Ladeliea said.

"Yes, you are right. John can eat a sandwich too. We will make it from the bread that Roweea made." Geera announced.

I saw Georgo trying to hide what he thought of Roweea's cooking and he did a good job of it. All my mates were up and rattling things in the kitchen in seconds. Georgo seemed amazed as they buzzed around their new cooking equipment like a bunch of bees. I was surprised when I heard a sound that I knew I shouldn't be hearing.

"Did Frank teach you how to make French fries?" I asked as soon as I heard them going into the grease.

"Yes and he apologized again for forgetting to give us the fryer. It didn't take him long to do it though and we didn't even have to go outside. He just kept giving us our lessons and later he said that it was here and that we should go try it. They are very good and now we know why you need so much salt. They taste good with salt on them." Winna told us.

"Who is Frank?" Georgo asked at once.

"Come, I will show you."

I led him to the impromptu classroom and sat him in one of the chairs. The flat panel and the plasma display were dark so I asked Frank if he could show Georgo a fly by of our campsite. The plasma display came to life at once and we were looking at the outside scene as if we were flying by very slowly maybe twenty or twenty five feet in the air. Poor Georgo couldn't understand any of it but he could easily tell what he was looking at because the women building the fire outside were recognizable to us.

"Is Frank one of the spirits?" Georgo asked me after a while.

"No but I think you will understand better if you consider him one of their helpers." I told him.

"I can hardly believe how much I have been shown since I met you John. Oh, I think I might be sick." Georgo blurted out at the last.

"Better douse it Frank." I said.

Georgo was obviously suffering from motion sickness. The fly by had been too much for a system that had never encountered anything like it before.

"It will pass Georgo. Looking at the moving vision has caused your stomach to be upset. Everything will be fine. We will go and sit back at the table and drink our beer until the sandwiches and French fries are ready."

We returned to the table and after we finished one beer I thought that Georgo probably needed another one. I hoped I didn't have to get him drunk to pull him out of his culture shock. I remembered what I had told him last time then and so I did it again.

"You must try to calm down Georgo. You will need to prepare the others for the upcoming mating ceremony." I said.

Again it was almost like flicking a switch. I reminded Georgo of his shaman duties and he switched into professional mode. He did ask me later how he had passed by the kitchen without noticing it the first time.

"The spirits didn't let you see it until they were ready." I told him and that was all it took.

Georgo was shocked again when he bit into the sandwich that he had heard was cooked by Roweea. I could tell from the first bite that it was a cave bear sandwich and it did taste very good. I'm sure that Georgo thought that the spirits had indeed been at work during his absence if they had taught Roweea to cook like this. He didn't mention it though and the shock of getting good tasting food from Roweea's efforts made him completely oblivious to the novelty of the fried potatoes.

After eating he excused himself to go and meditate for his upcoming duty. I knew that he was getting himself into some trouble for later though since he never even mentioned Ladeliea's new outfit. I had to laugh to myself at that thought.