Chapter Seven
This girl had no clue just how many clothes a person her age can really own. She's about to find out. It may take a month, but she'll have enough clothes in her closets to outfit an army of girls.
When we were all dressed and the 'wild ones' were ready to go, we headed down to meet our shuttle. The vote was once again Mexican food and we chose the Casa Rio Restaurant, since we'd enjoyed their food the last time.
Gabriela was the leader of the pack as she told Lelía and Tíña all about last week when we had brought her here, then took her shopping.
She and Bobby had their hands full with Luís and Rico when we got to the restaurant and sat outside near the river. He finally got them to calm down, when he promised to take them on a ride in one of the gondola's while the others bought some things.
Victoria and Gabriela went with Kelly and Meghan as they took Lelía and Tíña shopping. Maren, Valeria and I went with Bobby and the wild ones on the gondola ride, after telling the others we'd meet back at the mall. I knew they'd be there for a while.
When I watched those two little boys as they experienced things like this for the first time, I tried to see the world the way they did. Everything was new and exciting to them and they couldn't get enough of this each day.
The whole time we rode in the boat, they were constantly yelling at me or Bobby to look at something they had spotted for the first time. Valeria was as excited as they were, just seeing them like this and wanting more.
“Murphy, I've been thinking. I wonder if we could get some paddle boats and put on our lake? We could lease them out to the guests and maybe include the use of them to the members. What do you think?” Bobby said as we exited the gondola at the same place we'd started.
“Dang Bobby, that's a great idea. We could get some two passenger and even some four passenger paddle boats for families. We'll check online for those and get in touch with Geri so she can get some prices for us.”
We made our way over to the mall area and found our shoppers in Victoria's Secret, of all places.
I could hear them laughing as soon as we entered the store. I looked and couldn't see them, then heard the laughter again, coming from the big dressing room. I could just imagine that scene. I knew all my women would be naked or near naked.
I tapped on the thin dressing room door and the laughter stopped.
Kelly opened the door with a frown, then smiled as she grabbed my arm and jerked me into the room.
Damn what a sight.
“Murphy, you're just in time. What do you think of our matching panties and bras? We have Maren and Valeria sets just like ours,” Meghan asked as I stood looking at all the near naked women.
They were wearing identical white lace pushup bras and tiny lace panties that didn't even cover their sexy tan butts. They each wore white high heels too.
“Damn what a sight,” I said as they all turned and walked like models on a runway.
“You like them?” Kelly asked.
“I love them,” I laughed.
Gabriela wanted a hug and came to me in her high heels, her sexy ass looking really good as she walked in heels. She was my height, with her heels and I hugged her and patted her naked butt cheeks.
Lelía and Tíña ran to me on their heels, their sexy bodies looking like grown women. I made sure they knew I approved and patted their butts and kissed their cheeks.
Of course, I grabbed Meghan and Kelly for a big hug, then grabbed Victoria and groped her buttocks as she wiggled and giggled in my arms.
Nothing would do, except for Valeria and Maren to come in, get naked and all of them put on their bra and panty sets. Satisfied that they all had the right sizes, they dressed and went right back to the same racks and emptied them.
They each had a matching set of this design, in each color available. When we left the section, the racks looked empty.
I was waiting for them as they made their way to the checkout, I'd already handed the girl my debit card and told her no matter who fussed or what was said, I was paying.
She laughed as we all went through our fuss about who gets to pay. The whole time, they knew I was going to get my way.
Not only did they buy Lelía a complete new wardrobe, with every accessory a young girl could ever want, they added to each of the others they had already bought for. Even Valeria had another three bags of clothes, shoes, undies, belts, blouses and skirts.
We may have to remodel that new home before its built. I'm not sure we put in enough closet space, though we had two large walk-in closets in each bedroom and three in each hallway.
We made our way out of Victoria's Secret and down the mall to the exit. When we had lugged all our shopping bags out to the curb at the shuttle stop, we looked at the stack of purchases and laughed.
Meghan and Kelly walked up to me and smiled.
“We just love this shit,” they chimed and I laughed with them.
Kelly pulled Luís and Rico aside and pointed to two bags from an electronic store in the mall. I could see just about every Game Boy game and Nintendo game ever sold. The wild ones were jumping up and down and high-fiving each other as they laughed.
“Papa Murphy?”
“Yes boys?”
“We just love this shit,” They said as the shuttle drove up to carry us and our purchases back to the Ramada.
“I love this shit too boys, lets get our loot loaded and get back to the hotel.”
It took us a long time to sort through the loot and get all our bags stowed in the RV, except for the ones they each wanted to keep out to wear tomorrow.
It didn't take long though to settle the wild ones down, after a day of travel and a river ride and running through the mall. They were out as soon as they lay back with their Gameboys to play some new games.
I knew Meghan, Kelly, Valeria and I were going to sleep together, I wasn't sure if the others knew of the arrangements though. I saw them shooing everyone out of the other suite and figured they knew now.
Bobby gave me the thumbs up and smiled as I walked into the room. The kingsize bed had been stripped and towels laid out on top of the vinyl mattress cover. They each were smiling as they stood naked by the bed, a bottle of oil in their hands.
“Meghan, this was your idea, get your naked ass on that bed, Valeria and I are going to oil your ass up and Murphy's going to drill you another well,” Kelly laughed.
“I love all my wonderful, beautiful women. I know we get in a hurry sometimes and we don't get to take care of each other, but tonight and the next two nights, we're going to make up for that,” I told them as Meghan crawled her sexy ass in bed and lay on her belly, spread-eagle with that sexy ass inviting me to come get some.
Kelly and Valeria started with their squirt bottles of tanning oil, coconut flavored, which is my favorite. They had her soaked in oil and I saw it running from the pool in the small of her back, right down into her butt crack and dripping off her smooth pussy.
I was wanting her as bad as the evening we first met at Sylamore Creek near the White River. I caught her stealing a beer from my cooler and we became instant friends. Just after dark, we were feeling good from a few beers and she was peeping around a rock at Bobby, as he got his first blowjob and his first piece of pussy. Meghan was so excited she wanted me to fuck her. I did and the rest is history, as they say in some parts of the world.
Just the sound of her voice turns me on now and when I see her like this, presenting her body to me, to take and use to bring us pleasure, I want her even more.
I wasted no more time, crawling up to look at her oily, dripping pussy and her dark golden tan buttocks. Even her pussy was as brown as Valeria's.
Kelly grabbed my dick and rolled a condom on me. If she and Valeria had not been here, I would have been tempted to stick my naked dick into this lovely pussy.
She stayed behind me as I eased closer to Meghan's buttocks. She and Valeria never spoke, I didn't either as Kelly placed the head of my dick at her pussy.
I eased slowly forward and that wasn't fast enough, Meghan bucked her butt up and took my dick. I let her have it, it belonged to the three of them. If it goes into another pussy, it's because they say so.
I went to the place where Meghan and I like to go, when we make love. I know my way around inside her pussy now, she taught me as she showed me on Wiki-Pedia so I would know all about a woman's pussy.
I brushed my dick head against her cervix and she moaned and pushed back. I wasn't about to let her get her orgasm this soon, so I fucked her from all angles and she tried to get me to go back there. She was getting worked up and I was too. I loved to get Meghan worked up, she was wild and she was wonderful when we both went wild and fucked.
She knew this was my favorite because of the sensation of feeling a woman's butt as I fucked her pussy deep. She loved it because I loved it. I always made sure it was better for her than me.
Still no one had spoken as we both began to fuck seriously. I knew she was on the verge of fucking me like a wild woman. I plowed into her as deep as I could, making sure we both slammed into her cervix to give her the utmost pleasure.
She couldn't hold it and I was ready for her.
“Damn it Murphy, you know what I like, you're teasing my pussy, fuck me deep and you better hit my cervix. I love to cum with you trying your best to get your big dick in my cervix, do me Murphy, DO ME NOW,” she said as I gave her what she wanted.
Meghan began to thrash her arms and legs as we both ravaged her cervix in what I would call a brutal assault on the small opening that leads to the mouth of her womb. When my dick touched it, it was like an electric shock, I wanted more. She had told me that it was like a clitoris inside her and she could never get enough of the stimulation when we made love.
We were fucking tonight and that doubled the pleasure for both of us. Meghan let go and fucked her body up against me as she kicked her legs and thrashed the bed with her arms. The oil on her body allowing me to slide up between her tight buttocks and plunge my dick even deeper.
I felt the sensations as my dick head slipped into the tight opening, she trapped me there as she began to shake and clamp me with her buttocks. I couldn't hold it. I was afraid I may even blow the condom off, as I gave her all I had.
“WOW, that was awesome. I want one just like that when its my turn,” Valeria said.
“I want the same thing too Valeria. Meghan you just stay right where you are, we'll get you a washcloth, then you and Murphy can get this oil washed off. Dang, I feel like I was the one getting fucked as I watched,” Kelly said.
Meghan and I showered and dried off. When we came back to the room, Kelly and Valeria were on the outside, leaving the middle open for us. We slept this way after talking for a few minutes about all the fun we've had in the past weeks.
*************************
I had wanted to stop in Oklahoma City, just so we could visit The Cowboy Hall of Fame and Museum. While the others were getting dressed the next morning, I called information and got the number. All I got was a recording about the hours. They were only open from 10:00 to 5:00 and I knew that would cost us another day. I grabbed a laptop looked up the mileage from San Antonio to Miami on Google Maps.
If we stayed on I-35 to Oklahoma City, then took I-44, it was 675 miles. It was 75 miles closer if we in a direct route, but I knew it would take hours longer. I decided we'd get breakfast and drive straight through to Miami and be there tomorrow morning to get our new motor coach. We'd cut a day off our trip and have more time to spend at Bass Pro Shops. I liked that idea better.
Bobby and I could buy some things.
When we had picked up our clothes and packed our bags, we headed down to eat.
“Papa Murphy, where are we going today?” Luís asked.
“We're headed up to Oklahoma today, you and Rico will get to watch your movies all day,” I told him and they clapped and yelled.
We all had the breakfast buffet and stuffed our bellies good. I take that back, Bobby and I did, the women ate fruit and nibbled on Danish pastry with their orange juice.
Bobby took the keys with him, as he, Gabriela, Tíña and Lelía carried our few bags out to the bus. When we had finished eating and paid out. Bobby had the RV parked at the entrance, where he'd parked it when he drove in yesterday.
We hit I-35 north at 8:45 with heavy traffic. By 9:30 we were out on the open road, headed north. We had Waco and Ft. Worth traffic to contend with, but I wanted to make Oklahoma City by 4:30. I figured in my head as I followed the faster traffic, that if we made good time, we'd be in Miami around 8:00.
When we passed through Waco, I heard Valeria and Victoria yelling.
I looked in the rearview mirror and saw them both mooning as we crossed the Brazos, which was near where they were when we picked them up, close to two weeks ago.
When I saw the signs for 35W splitting off to the left, south of Ft. Worth, I knew we were making really good time. There was 200 miles to Oklahoma City and another 200 or so on to Miami.
From the Texas line to Oklahoma City, there's nothing but wide open country, a few hills and a few roadsigns. I could see homes, barns and ranches as we passed, but there were very few small towns along the interstate. I want to come back one day and take a leisurely tour through the state.
We stopped at the Pauls Valley exit and stretched our legs. I'd been pushing it hard and we were only about 60 miles from Oklahoma city now. Valeria and Victoria made sandwiches for all of us and we drank water or soft drinks, used the restroom and left. I asked Meghan to find us an RV park close to Miami and we'd spend the night in the RV and go over to Newell early tomorrow.
I smiled when we hit Turner Turnpike just north of Oklahoma City at 4:45. We were on the toll road part of I-44.
When we had cleared the first toll booth, I knew there was nothing but another toll booth, or two, between us and Tulsa. The speed limit is 75 on the toll roads and I set the cruise at 80.
There was no chatter on the RV channel so I switched to 19, to pick up something from the truckers. I heard a few talking back and forth, one said the road was clear all the way to Tulsa. I wasn't really worried about running 80 on the toll road, there were empty trucks passing us like were in the way. I did want to know of any construction or accidents ahead.
When we were east of Tulsa and back on the toll road again, we were on Will Rogers Turnpike. Meghan came up to sit beside me in the little buddy seat. She'd found us an RV park a mile or so from where we turned to go over to the Newel Coach Plant. She was excited and Kelly was too, now that we'd told her.
We drove the last 90 miles in an hour and a half, not in any hurry. When we came to Miami, Meghan began to tell me what to look for. With her help, we were soon at the entrance of the RV park and I watched as Valeria and Kelly made a mad dash to check us in.
“You're not in that race, want to tell me why?”
“I want you to do me a favor,” she said, as she looked up at me.
“OK, what ever it is, OK.”
“I want you to make love to Valeria tonight,” she said as she looked at me.
“May I ask what this is about?”
“I want Kelly to be the first you make love to in our new coach,” she said with a weak smile.
“May I ask why once more?”
“Because I love her.”
“Then we'll do it. I hope she's like me and realizes just how much you can love a person.”
“She knows and I know she loves me. I just like to show her and I haven't in a while now.”
“I love you Meghan,” I told her and grabbed her.
We hugged and kissed until Kelly and Valeria came running back. Kelly had won. I wonder how she'll feel about the change in the sleeping arrangements.
When we had the RV set up and leveled, with the utilities connected, we all sat down to relax after a long hard ride across Oklahoma.
We made more sandwiches for a snack and sat around laughing and talking about being home in Memphis in a few days and back in Florida in less than a week.
Kelly and Meghan made up some silly excuse about needing to pack up all or most of our clothes, so we'd be ready when we got home. I knew what this was all about. We were going to unpack this whole RV and load all our clothes and purchases in the new one tomorrow. They couldn't sit still.
I saw Meghan pull Valeria over and talk to her. Valeria was smiling and clapping her hands. Then she grinned real big and hugged Meghan. I had a feeling Valeria knew about the new motor coach, in order to let Kelly make love in the new coach tomorrow night. Now, all they had to do is convince Kelly. I love all my women, each of them the same, yet in different ways and with all my heart.
Once again, Luís and Rico were tired and with their Game Boys in their hands, propped on their knees, they fell asleep.
I reached for Valeria and Kelly's hands when Meghan motioned for me to follow her.
She had the water bed stripped and two bottles of oil on the headboard. There were no towels, no sheets, just the blue vinyl bladder of the waterbed. Damn, this was going to be a wild ride tonight. Valeria and her hot Mexican ass on an oily waterbed. I may need spurs.
Kelly and Meghan wasted no time either, they sprayed the bed with oil, then almost ripped Valeria's clothes from her body, actually pushed her backwards onto the bed. She was slipping and sliding as she giggled and tried to roll over on the slippery bladder.
“Get naked and get her sexy ass Murphy. Kelly and I want this hot young Mama to know what a water bed fuck is really like. Roll over on your belly Valeria, we're going to fuck you with Murphy's dick,” Meghan said as they sprayed her and the bed again.
I was just about to join her with my naked dick, when Kelly grabbed me and rolled a condom down over it. Damn.
As soon as my knees were on the bed, I was hit from all angles with a gusher. They oiled me until I looked up to see how many bottles of oil they each had. Valeria was laughing as I slid across her sexy ass, then fell back between her legs.
My dick was like a hammer handle and when the hot brown skin of her sexy ass touched me, I thought I was going to need another condom before I even started.
Her body is always hot to my touch and now we were both covered in oil and she felt as if she had a fever.
“Murphy, you and Valeria are going to have to do this by yourselves, we don't want to get our hair oily,” Kelly said and she and Meghan had a fit, laughing.
Valeria's long black hair was soaked in oil, her buttocks were shiny and brown with oil, her back was slick and covered in oil.
I slid up between her buttocks and felt my dick drag across the oily bladder. I raised just a little and felt her slick opening suck me inside. Damn, she's got a hot pussy.
Valeria was waiting for me, she went fucking wild under me, as I rammed deeper and deeper into her slick pussy from behind. She was about to literally buck me off. I grabbed her slick, oily shoulders and tried to hold on. Her legs opened wider and I slipped all the way to her cervix as she screamed into the slippery bladder to keep from alarming the others.
“Murphy, you better let her on top, she's going to smother herself,” Meghan said and I rolled over, pulling her with me as I rammed into her from behind as she lay on top.
This wasn't good enough, Valeria slid off me and rolled back over to sit astraddle my thighs. I smiled at her and she grinned. We were both covered in oil and her hair was stuck to her head and body. She slid forward, trapping my dick in her pussy as she did. The ride started again and she was the rider.
Meghan was on one side of the bed and Kelly was on the other as they leaned over the waterbed to slap Valeria's naked ass. She fucked me harder and harder as I pummeled her cervix opening. Her arms were waving and I saw her hands hit both Kelly and Meghan's hands as they spanked her loudly and laughed.
She grabbed both of them and pulled them off balance, over on the bed with us. They laughed and grabbed her oily breasts and tried to suck them as she fucked me harder.
“Fuck him Valeria, you're going to have Murphy's babies in your tight little belly in a few days. When we're confirmed pregnant, you get his hot cum shot all the way up to where his dick is pushing against your cervix now. How would you like to have him shoot your pussy full right now?” Kelly said as she and Meghan pulled and mauled on her huge brown breasts.
“MURPHY, fill my pussy full, OH GOD, I feel so fucking good,” Valeria said as she stopped moving, her buttocks pressed down on me as we experienced our most extreme orgasm together yet.
“FUCK, I think you hurt me then girl, damn you got some hot pussy,” I told her.
Valeria fell from me and I wasn't sure what she was trying to do. She slid around in the slick bed and had Meghan spread wide, sucking her pussy as Meghan pulled her long black hair, trying to get her to suck her harder.
Kelly was all over them touching, running her hands between them and cupping both their big breasts. Meghan froze as Valeria sucked her to orgasm. She turned on Kelly like a slippery eel.
Kelly was laughing as Valeria tackled her on the slippery bed. Soon she stopped laughing and opened her legs wide to let her suck her pussy, just as she had Meghan's.
“OH FUCK Valeria, if you were a man, I'd marry your ass. Suck me Baby, make me cum and your ass will be mine next.”
Meghan was sucking Kelly's breasts and pulling the slick, oily globes as Valeria sucked her to orgasm.
They both pushed her back and fell to her sexy body, kissing and sucking her all over. Kelly was the first to get her mouth on Valeria's pussy. The beautiful young Mexican woman we all loved, began to cum. She bucked and fucked her pussy against Kelly. She threw Kelly off and tried to get away. Only to be pulled down by Meghan. Meghan showed her no mercy as she sucked her pussy until she cussed in Spanish, screaming with Kelly's mouth on hers.
I wanted so bad to shove my dick in one of them at that very minute, skin to skin.
The three of them came back to earth, hugging and kissing each all over.
“Damn, Valeria, we need to do this again, on an oily waterbed. Murphy when we're all pregnant, we want you to join us and fuck whichever pussy you can get your dick in while we suck each other just like this,” Meghan said as we all lay back on the slippery bladder.
“You name the time and place, I'll be there. That was one wild fuck.”
The shower in the RV is just barely big enough for two of us to get in and wash. I went in with Valeria as Meghan and Kelly both shook their fingers at us and told us NOT to fuck naked in the shower.
As bad as both of us wanted to try, we didn't. We wanted what the others wanted, we wanted babies.
While we were in the shower, Meghan and Kelly wiped and washed and wiped some more, as they tried to get the oil from the waterbed.
“We'll just have to get this bed cleaned when it's delivered to Florida,” Meghan laughed when we came back in.
“You two go get the oil off you, we'll try to get as much as we can, so we can at least sleep on it,” I laughed.
As much fun as we'd all just had, I sure wasn't going to fuss about having to clean the bed.
Valeria and I got most of the visible oil cleaned up, there was some still down along the edges of the bladder, next to the liner. We may have to drain the bladder and clean it from top to bottom, back in Florida, when we have more time.
I knew we'd have to plan on at least one big water bed in the new home we're building, one that's oil resistant.
Even after driving hard all day and a wild session with three of the most beautiful, sexually adventurous women in the world, I was still keyed up and excited about the new coach we were about to take possession of tomorrow morning.
I know I must have slept some, because I woke up to daylight. It was one of those moments when you jerk from sound asleep to wide awake in an instant.
I looked at the clock, it was only 6:30. I was relieved, I thought we had slept until mid morning.
I put coffee on and while it was brewing, I buttered a all the slices in a loaf of raisin bread and put in the small oven. I looked around the kitchen section of our RV, realizing just how small it was compared to what we were about to drive away in soon.
I picked up Meghan's laptop and opened it. As soon as it was warmed up and ready, I clicked on her pictures of the new 2011 Newell masterpiece.
I knew it had to be a masterpiece, because Newel only builds one coach at a time, from the ground up, starting with the frame.
As I drank my first cup of coffee, I read through their website about who they were and how much pride they take in what they do. I had yet to see this beauty we had ordered and designed ourselves while working with the people over the phone and by email. I was reading once more in the section 'about us'. There are more than 36 people at this plant with over 20 years experience each.
I was excited all over again.
I was deep in thought as I looked at the pictures of the outside of this 45 foot solid silver beauty. There was only a small amount of scrolling in front and behind the big letters, M U R P H Y, on each side.
There are four slide-outs. It has an automatic leveling system, a 20kw generator with 4 AC units. Monitoring inside and out. Built-in CB and radar detector. Tire monitoring system and a steering tag axle for short turns.
I think I'll like the mid-entry floor plan Meghan wanted. I know we'll all love the big reclining co-pilot seat, heated and cooled, no less. Granite flooring in the front salon, and galley/dinette, also in the two baths, with carpeting in the bedrooms.
Beige leather couches and chairs and even the drivers seat is beige leather.
This thing has a 625 horse Cat engine and a 12 speed transmission. I wonder how she'll run with Old Mama here. She's only got a 425 Cat, but she's had her diesel pumps turned up more than a little bit.
I was daydreaming as I ate my raisin toast and drank my coffee. Meghan slipped her arms around me and I fell in love with her all over again. She was already dressed in shorts and a silky feeling tank top.
I love feeling her big breasts through these tops.
“I see you're looking at the pictures, can you believe we're this close to seeing it for the first time and driving this beauty away from here?” she said as she kissed me and sat beside me, grabbing a slice of toast.
“I know, I don't think I slept hardly any, itching to see it in the daylight and take the keys in my hands.”
We didn't have much time to visit, we were bombarded by two wild-ass little Mexicans who were rested and ready to ramble. Meghan poured them milk and they grabbed two slices of raisin toast each.
Soon the whole Murphy Clan was up, sleepy headed and smiling. Kelly came in and she and Meghan started preparing our last breakfast for the clan, in this RV that we've come to love like a member of the family.
All the women were dressed in their new clothes and looking like magazine models as they talked and laughed and ate breakfast.
Bobby came in dressed in his new shorts and a shirt I'd never seen before.
“Where we headed Murphy?” he asked, as he always does when he knows were about to pull out again.
“We have to drive back into town to take care of some business, it'll take us about two hours, but we should be back on the road by 10:00 or so this morning.”
“You want me to drop the Subaru off, or are we going in the RV?”
“We'll go in the RV,” I grinned and looked at Meghan and Kelly. They were smiling to each other.
When we had eaten and the kitchen was cleaned once again, I dressed and we started our 'on the road again' preparations. Picking up, stowing, and latching down. Bobby and I went out to disconnect the utilities and we were ready to go.
When I started the engine, I was like Rico and Luís, I was so excited.
Before we even got to the Newell plant, Bobby saw the big coaches inside the fence.
“Wow Murphy, look over there at those big RV's. We need to get us one of those, you said we may trade soon.”
“Yeah, man they sure are nice huh?”
“Hey, look over there at that one next to those big doors in the building, it has Murphy on the side,” Bobby said as I turned into the gate.
“MURPHY?” he yelled and grinned at me.
“Yep, that's our new one, what do you think?”
“Wow, I love that. All silver and shiny and it has our name on it too.”
When we pulled up near where the new one was parked, the whole Murphy Clan ran from our RV like it was on fire, right toward the new one. There were two employees stepping out of the mid-entry door as we all got there.
“You must be the Murphys,” one said, smiling as he shook my hand.
“Yep, Bob Murphy and this is my Clan,” I laughed.
While two of the employees gave Meghan, Kelly and the rest of the bunch a guided tour to explain all about the interior, the men gave Bobby and I a quick look at the engine compartment and the underneath storage compartments. He showed us all about the leveling system and the expandable slide-outs. He showed us in the operators manual about the powered patio awnings and window awnings.
When we had looked it over and he'd answered all our questions about the things we weren't sure about, he handed me the keys. Keyless entry, no less.
I tossed them to Bobby.
“Fire it up Bobby, we're about to hit the road,” I grinned and Bobby did too.
“We'll have the transport company deliver your old one to the address in Florida you gave us. I see your folks are just about through unloading it and packing all your belongs in the new one. If you ever have any problems, please call us. If you have any questions about anything, just call and we'll be glad to help you.”
“We will, and we thank you. I think my wife told me you'd have the other one finished and delivered to the address in Marion, Arkansas within a month?”
“Yes, we plan to have it out in less time than that, but we'll be sure and notify you when it's ready to be delivered. We've arranged for your other unit to be delivered to Florida as well, when we deliver the new one. Your papers are in the front console compartment, along with your bank transfer receipt.”
“Thank you, it has been a pleasure, I'm sure we will love this one as much or more than we did our first one. We're just going to leave the little Subaru connected, tell the transport company to take it on down to Florida also.”
I made one last walk through of the old RV and looked back at it when I walked over to the entrance door of the new one. As I stood on the steps, in the door, gave her a final salute and walked up front to where Bobby sat, looking over the dash and 'cockpit'.
“Bobby, take her out on the road, I'll be right here with you.”
“Murphy, this is all new to me, are you sure?”
“I'm sure, like I said, you're a Murphy, you can learn as I learn. We'll have some things that are totally different, but the basics are the same.
“Buckle up and get ready everyone, the Murphy Express is one the road again,” I said to the others as Bobby swung wide, out through the gates and out on Old Route 66.
Everyone started singing their Murphy jingle again and as Bobby hit the get-on ramp of I-44 east, we all sang the little song, over and over.
Hey, Hey, we're the Murphys,
we're gonna have some fun.
We're on our way to Florida,
livin naked in the sun.
Hey, Hey, we're the Murphys,
we're a big family.
We're on our way to Florida,
that's where we gotta be.
Hey, Hey, we're the Murphys,
ridin naked on our bus.
Come on down to Florida,
get your ass naked with us.
I kicked back in my reclining co-pilot seat and grinned as wide as the windshield.
This beats the hell out of that little buddy seat.
“Damn, it don't get no better than this Bobby, hammer down, boy. How does she run?”
“Murphy, this thing has way more power that the other one even. Want me to set the cruise on 75?”
“Yeah, we'll take it easy on her for a few days, until she gets used to us,” I said and he and I both laughed.
Sometimes I think Meghan can out think me. I turned around to get her attention, I wanted her to get directions to Bass Pro Shop coming off I-44. When I looked up, she was picking her laptop up and walking up to where I was.
She sat across my legs in the big seat and lay the laptop on her legs so Bobby couldn't see the screen. She already had the map displayed on Google Maps, showing I-44 going through Springfield and even the exit number.
Damn, this was simple.
“You're just too good Baby, I need to marry you soon before someone else grabs you up,” I said as she snuggled back against me.
“”I'm not going anywhere, Bobby and I both are already Murphys and we wouldn't have it any other way.
“Bobby, what do you think of the new motor coach?” she asked him.
“Mom, this is like a dream. It's so beautiful, it looks like a house on the inside. I can't believe how easy it is to drive either, not that the other one was hard, but this is like it knows what I want it to do.”
“You're doing great Son, I bet there's not many fourteen year olds that can drive a rig like this down the interstate, 75 miles an hour.”
“Thanks Mom, when did you and Murphy decide to do this anyway?”
“When we were talking to the Mitchussuns and they said they'd like to have the other one, if we ever bought a new one. We have one more of these, just like this one ordered, it will go to Jerry.”
“Wow, Jerry will love that. Who gets the one he has now?”
“I was thinking about letting Kurt and Janie have it, what do you think Bobby?”
“Man, that would be great, I know they would love it. Jennifer and I would have all sorts of RV vehicles to get away on then,” he laughed.
“When you get old enough to legally to drive one, you can take this one anytime you want. You and all your friends and all your wives if you're married. Your harem if you're not,” Meghan laughed as Bobby looked at her quickly, then back to the road as he laughed.
“I bet this thing cost a fortune, didn't it?”
“Together they cost a little over three million,” I told him.
“Wow, that's a lot of money, but it sure is nice to be able to have one like this.”
“It sure is Bobby, and if we can't enjoy our money, then its no fun to have it,” Meghan told him.
Bobby was really a good driver. He watched the road ahead and was constantly looking at both big mirrors that were mounted, to project way out in front of the coach on both sides of the windshield.
Meghan kissed me and left the laptop with me as she went back with the others. Kelly had showed Luís and Rico how to operate the new video system and they were watching another movie as we traveled. I was glad they were easily entertained like this, even though they loved to get out and run wild when they could.
I told Bobby to watch for exit 77 when we got into Springfield.
“Are we turning off Murphy, or do you want me to let you drive?”
“Take highway 13 south at exit 77 and I'll tell you where to turn next.”
“Gotcha,” he said, never asking where we were going or why.
We were coming into the west side of Springfield now and I-44 runs along the north side of the city, east and west. I saw the exit 77 sign and he did too, slowing to make his wide turn on the get-off ramp.
When he made his turn and was heading south, I knew we were just a few blocks from Bass Pro Shop.
“Get over in the left lane Bobby, we'll need to make a left on Sunshine Street coming up, then stay in the right hand lane on Sunshine. I'll tell you when to turn again.”
“Gotcha, boy there sure is a lot of traffic Murphy, I hope I don't run over anyone with this big thing.”
“You're doing as good as I would Bobby, just watch out for them and yourself.”
“Here's my turn Murphy, tell them to hang on back there.”
“Bobby said hang on to your hat, we're making a hard left,” I yelled.
“Wow, Murphy, look over there, is that the Bass Pro Shop you told me about?”
“Yep, swing wide on Campbell Street and you can park the coach out near the ones you see over there.”
“Dang Murphy, you set me up this time. I just love this shit.”
“Me too, you did a great job getting us here from Miami. I wanted you to drive this one and I-44 over here was a great stretch of highway for you to drive on.”
“It sure was, man this thing will eat those hills up we came across, it never even grunted.”
“I'll drive us on to Memphis from here, we'll spend the rest of the day here at Bass Pro and spend the night here somewhere. We'll leave out in the morning and stop in Marion, then we'll be home in Memphis before dark tomorrow.”
“Dang Murphy, we're getting closer and closer to Florida, aren't we?”
“Yes and I'll be glad to see the place and see all they've done. You just pull in next to that RV and shut her down. You're a helluva driver Bobby Murphy.”
“I've had a helluva teacher too Murphy, thanks.”
“Papa Murphy, where are we,” Rico yelled as he ran and jumped in my lap.
“We're at Bass Pro Shop Rico, this is a man's place to buy some things, lets go inside and buy us some stuff to fish with and just see what all these people have for men, that we may want to buy.”
“Are we going to go fishing? We've never been fishing.”
“We sure are, Bobby and I will show you and Luís all about it.”
“Wow, thanks Papa Murphy. HEY LUÍS, lets go buy some things, we're going fishing when we get to our new home,” he yelled as he jumped down and ran to the door where the others were waiting for us.
Every last one of us were walking backwards across the parking lot, looking back at the new motor coach. There were maybe six others parked over near us and not a one compared this silver beauty.
“Murphy, I just love the way they put the name on it like that, was that your idea?” Kelly asked.
“That was Meghan's idea, but I love it too.”
“Murphy, you and Meghan are the most fun people in the world, we never know what's going to happen next around you people,” Victoria said as we came to the front door.
Valeria and Maren had hands on the two wild ones as we entered the showroom and they saw all the things in front of them. Most of it, they didn't even know what it was, but they liked it anyway.
We made our way over to the center of the lower level and the boys saw the giant Grizzly mounted standing up, it must be at least 10 feet tall with snarling face and paws outstretched. They were scared to even get close at first, until they were sure it was dead. Then we got their pictures in front of it.
“Bobby and I are going to take a walk over to the fishing gear, we'll meet all of you back here at 11:30, then we'll go up to the next level and eat in the restaurant. That's where they have the big 30,000 gallon salt water aquarium with all the big fish.”
“Will we go fishing up there too Papa Murphy?” Rico asked and we all laughed.
“No, those fish up there are just to look at, we'll go fishing when we get home though, we have a huge lake and we're putting lots of fish in it so they'll grow big and we'll catch them.”
“Good, I didn't want to catch fish while we were eating anyway,” he told me.
When Bobby and I reached the fishing tackle section, I was like the women in the underwear section of Victoria's Secret. I wanted one of everything.
He and I came close to succeeding too as we pushed two carts down the aisles, loading them with all the things he would need to start his fishing experience. I already had more than enough tackle for two men, but I wanted him to have his own, so he could go anytime he wanted to.
Of course I did add to my arsenal of fishing weapons as we shopped. I never counted, but I think we bought over a dozen Shakespeare rod and reel combo's, mostly light and ultra-light. We both wanted two of the Browning ultra-light combo's too, since they were on sale. We bought extra spools for all the reels. We made sure we had rod and reel combo's for Luís and Rico too.
When we came to the fly rods, we both loaded up. I love fly rods and wanted to add to my collection. We bought White River, Pflueger, St. Croix, Redington and Eagle Claw. All of different weights and lengths of course, we wanted to have what it takes to catch 'the big one'. We bought Rico and Luís fly rods and reels, they'll be learning the art of fly fishing soon.
Then we bought him a tackle box. Three as a matter of fact. One HUGE one for all his tools, accessories and large plugs, as well as his spools of mono-filament and casting lines. We picked up one spool of each different size, weight and strength of mono-filament line. I knew we'd need our spools loaded with different line so all we had to do was snap one out and another one in. We bought tackle boxes for Luis and Rico also, they'd be fishing soon.
When we'd gotten the tackle boxes, we needed to buy what it takes to fill them. I was an expert on this. Mine are stuffed, maybe there's a few items in there I never use, but I want to be ready.
We bought at least six of every fly, spinner bait, top water, deep runner, and jigs they had. We bought worms, rattlers, rooster tails, Mepps, Cordell, Strike King, Storm, Banjo and Rapala's. I loaded him up on popping-bugs too and while I was at it, I added to my own collection.
We each needed two pair of polarized fishing glasses. We bought Oakley, Garcia, Berkly and Zebco, two pair of each, for us, and two pair of youth glasses for each of the boys.
I asked an attendant to put our name on the two baskets and be sure no one messed with them while we were eating, that we'd be back to check out then.
We were happy shoppers, after we had rearranged the inventory in that section and headed for our meeting at the stairs leading to the second level.
We found all the women and the two wild ones sitting around like they were lost. They had a few small shopping bags, but not a lot. They were bored.
I think they had even made up the pose each of them had, as we approached. We were grinning and proud of our accomplishment. They each sat on the bottom step of the wide stairs, their knees up, their elbows propped on them and their chins on their hands.
Of course they jumped up and grinned as we started kissing each of them.
“We're hungry Papa Murphy,” Luís informed me as he hugged my neck.
“Then lets go see what the cook has for us to eat today,” I said as I grabbed him and Rico and carried them up the long stairs to Hemingway's Blue Water Café.
We asked for a large table near the balcony wall, so we could look over the rail at the lower level and still see all the sea life in the huge aquarium.
The women all wanted to have the soup and salad bar, while Bobby and I opted for the steak and shrimp. I ordered a steak and shrimp plate also and an extra plate for Luís and Rico to share. When we had ordered and the others had gone to get their salads, we took the wild ones to stand closer to the aquarium. The boys loved standing next to the big wall of glass, wide eyed, looking up at all the fish and other creatures of the sea in there.
After a delicious meal and a few minutes of resting and talking about all we had seen and done this week, we headed back down to re-claim our baskets full of fishing gear. Bobby wanted to pay for all of it and I let him. This was important to a boy, buying his own fishing gear.
When we caught up with the women, we laughed when we saw them at the checkout, each with baskets loaded with outdoor shirts, shorts, shoes and jackets for all of us. They'd been shopping after all.
“Boy, we sure fooled you and Bobby this time, didn't we Papa Murphy?” Rico said as we waited for them to check out.
“You sure did,” I agreed and grabbed him and Luís up and hugged them. Even with all our purchases checked and bagged, it took four carts to carry all them out to the motor coach.
We stowed all the fishing gear safely underneath in the storage compartments, and all the clothes inside.
When we were all aboard and secured, I told Bobby I'd drive us out to find an RV park for the night, then drive down the two-lane out of Missouri and across north east Arkansas to Memphis.
Kelly came and sat in the co-pilot seat with her laptop.
“Murphy, I found us an RV park just a few miles east on highway 65, it's right on our way, want me to call and see if they have a slot for us?” she grinned.
“Sure, get us a place to settle for the night, you and I have some unfinished business,” I laughed.