Author: Frederick T.
Title: Layin' Low and Gettin' High
Part: 6 of 13
Universe: Travels of Willy Tamarack - Willy Tamarack Saga
Summary:
Keywords: (M+f+F MF oral anal mild bd)
Language: English

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Disclaimer:  The following material is intended for adults only, that is 
people over the age of consent in whatever country they happen to live.  This 
material consists of the fictional accounts of fictional character's sexual 
experiences that are obviously pure fantasy.  In other words: none of the 
characters contract sexually transmitted diseases; nobody has bad breath; 
nobody gets pregnant unless they want to; few of the characters have any 
sexual inhibitions or hang-ups and if they do, they quickly lose them; everyone 
always has an orgasm and all the people live happily ever after.  Now, if you 
already live this type of life, I kind of wonder what you're doing wasting 
your time browsing through a.s.s. ?  I doubt you're going to find much new 
among the contributions.  But on the other hand, if you're still searching for 
this perfect world; you're probably as close to finding it here as anywhere 
else.  Remember though, we are all God's children and should treat each other 
as such.  It should go without saying; any resemblance between the characters 
in this account and real people, either living or deceased, is purely 
coincidental.   And finally, if you would be offended by the fictional sexual 
experiences and fantasies of fictional people then you are free to seek other 
entertainment.  As always, e-mail your comments to the usual.

                        The Travels of Willy Tamarack

                         Layin' Low and Gettin' High
                         (M+f+F MF oral anal mild bd)

                               by Frederick T.

        With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution

                               *** PROLOGUE ***

    Who is Willy Tamarack and what is he doing so far from home ??  The last 
time we saw Willy.......he was disappearing into the trees after crash landing 
a light airplane.  He was on the run from Jamaica and some parents who didn't 
appreciate Willy fucking their young daughters' brains out.  He let the guy he 
came with talk him into flying some "stuff" to the states.....

    I'm standing in the BX at Hill AFB, Ut; shopping for some clothes.  It's 
twenty-eight degrees out and snowing.  I'm not exactly dressed for the weather 
in a pair of jeans and tennis shoes, wearing a "T" shirt with a light, nylon 
jacket that's got a surfboard emblem on the back.  I'm fucking freezing my 
balls off but I'm damn glad to be here.  It's taken me over two weeks to get 
here from Southern Alabama.

    As soon as I left the crash site, I settled into a good pace, walking 
through the forest.  I figured that I could make two, maybe two and a half 
miles an hour.  I walked up a stream for an hour then tossed the bag as far as 
I could into the forest and broad jumped from a standing start, picked up the 
bag on the run and headed West.  I took my first ten minute rest at four 
hours.  Cleaned my feet, put on a new pair of socks and my tennies and 
promptly fell asleep for forty minutes.

    I traveled like that until well after dark, crossing another two streams 
the same way and then made a bed of pine needles and leaves and slept until 
sun up.  I was as hungry as I ever remembered being.  Before breaking camp, I 
scattered my bedding about and then spent twenty minutes or so going through 
Tom's briefcase.  Wow !  Jackpot...All hundreds and fifties, maybe some 
twenties.  I immediately closed the case after taking out the two passports 
and credit cards that were stuck in the lid.  The passports both had Tom's 
picture but with two different last names.  The credit cards, thank God, 
didn't have a picture.  I put them where I was keeping my passport, packed all 
the shit in my bag and booked.

    I chewed on some twigs and walked at a much slower pace than the day 
before.  I got to the first paved road at eleven o'clock, almost exactly.  I 
stayed well away from the road and followed it.  It wasn't hard as I could 
hear cars every once and a while.  Hitchhiking was out of the question.  I 
figured at most, I was ten...fifteen miles from the crash site.  I wish it 
were a hundred.  At about two I came to a group of buildings that were up on 
the road.  The only reason I saw them was that there was an outhouse in my 
path.  I hid my bag and did a little recon.  A gas station, with a convenience 
store and several homes.  I went back to the bag and waited until sunset.

    I counted the money as I waited.  Like I said there was a lot of money in 
Tom's briefcase which, the way I figured it, was my briefcase now.  I was over 
a hundred thousand when it got too dark to count.  I hid my bag and walked at 
a quick pace down the road a bit, staying in the forest.  I waited until there 
were no cars, walked up the road like I was hitch hiking, into the convenience 
store and bought about thirty bucks worth of junk food and lots of water.  I 
casually walked out the door and pretended to hitch hike again.  As soon as I 
was out of sight, I ran until I saw the headlights of the first car coming 
then made my way into the forest.

    By the time I reached my hiding place I could see the red flasher of the 
police vehicle.  Took them ten minutes.  I sat and started feasting on the 
food I bought and then took a nap.  I woke at two, stayed in the forest, back 
tracked for an hour and then crossed the road.  The next civilization I found 
was another road, although this was more like a highway - four lanes.  It was 
just getting light and I decided to camp, eat some more of the junk food and 
take another nap.  I didn't wake until late afternoon and followed the highway 
until I ran into a pretty good size town.  I camped again on the outskirts of 
the town.

    I woke early on day four.  I stayed as far away from civilization as 
possible and finally found a gas station that was somewhat out in the boonies.  
I got my dob kit and snuck into the head, shaved and cleaned myself with some 
paper towels.  Up the road was a car dealership, maybe it was really a used 
car lot, it was hard to tell.  I stashed my bag and put plenty of cash in my 
wallet along with one of Tom's passports.  I wandered around in the parking 
area looking at cars for no more than thirty seconds before a salesman showed 
up - how many times have you hated to see these guys rushing across the 
parking lot toward you ?  Today I could have kissed the guy.  I wasn't very 
picky and took the first thing he recommended.  He wanted to know how I was 
going to pay and didn't bat an eye when I said cash.  An hour later I was on 
the road.

    The first sign I saw said Montgomery was sixty-seven miles.  I put the 
pedal to the metal and off I went.  An hour and a half later I arrived and 
ditched the car after renting a nice motel room, paying cash.  I ate a big 
lunch and slept for the rest of the day.  The next morning I was at the 
airport at the crack of dawn and using one of Tom's credit cards got the first 
flight out.  I flew for two days all over the U.S. and then bought a nice used 
Nissan Sentra in Kansas City and drove West.

    I ended up in Denver because I think I wanted to see Carol Whitouski - 
tell her about my cancer.  I was now sitting in the Nissan across from the 
house Carol lived in.  It was in a nice neighborhood.  I wondered if she 
rented or bought ?

    I'd called the doctor in Atlanta earlier that morning and had to threaten 
the nurse to get the doctor on the line.  I told her I was calling the IRS 
because I had paid cash and was sure the doctor pocketed it.  She finally put 
me through to the doctor and after threatening him with the same, he gave me 
the bad news - the biopsy was positive.  Three out of five of the samples were 
positive for prostate cancer.  Fuck !  I had cancer.  He recommended that I 
get it taken care of within six weeks.  I told him to send all the results to 
my parents in Newport Beach.

      About six, Carol drove into the drive way.  I sat in the car working up 
the courage to go knock on the door when another car pulled into the drive 
way.  A black man and woman got out and let themselves into the house.  I 
drove away.  It started snowing just outside of Denver so I got a room in a 
motel and waited out the storm.  I got to Salt Lake City this morning and 
ended up at Hill, using my BX privileges to outfit myself for the cold of a 
Northern Utah Winter.

                           ***** CHAPTER ONE *****

    Wayne Montana was pissed.  He was reading the report from the Andalusia 
Police.  Some unknown had paid cash for a car two days ago.  The very next day 
the car turns up, abandoned in Montgomery.  Shit !  Why does it take so 
fucking long to get information passed around in the computer age.  Wayne was 
sure it was his man.  He probably flew out of Montgomery that very day. Fuck !  
He could be anywhere.  He kind of admired the guy, in a way - traveling cross 
country, over eighteen miles from the crash site.  They came close to getting 
him when he stopped at the convenience store but then he disappeared again.

    The locals had assured him that they'd have him that first night.  After 
all they had dogs.  Everyone, who's anyone, has seen the famous police dogs 
track down criminals.  Well, these fuckers were worthless.  They lost the 
scent less than five miles from the crash site and it took them four hours to 
find it again.  By mid-day on the second day of the search, the dogs were 
lost.  Wayne was now thoroughly convinced that the pilot was ex-military - 
probably special forces.

    They let the dogs loose again near the convenience store but the stupid 
fuckers kept wanting to go back to the store.  The fucker probably hitched a 
ride up to Andalusia and spent the night in a clean bed while Wayne spent the 
night with those stupid dogs and their handlers.  Tomorrow Wayne was on his 
way to Atlanta to check out Tom Wright's apartment.  Maybe he could pick up 
some clues there ?

                                    *****

    I stood, looking at the bulletin board in the BX.  I wasn't looking for 
anything in particular - just looking.  On my way to SLC, I figured all the 
angles I could.  The feds might be able to track my use of Tom's credit cards, 
after all the fucker was dead - dead men don't use credit cards but then I had 
crisscrossed the central part of the country for almost two days before buying 
the car with cash and heading to Denver.  Naw !  They'd never find me.  I 
could relax.  But I'd get rid of the car anyway.

    I was dying to find a place to settle down for a while and get really 
baked.  I hadn't felt comfortable about getting ripped while I was traveling.  
Every time I stopped for the night I checked on the about two ounces of real 
good Jamaican stuff and the hundred or so seeds I had hidden in my dob kit.  I 
counted the seeds one night in a motel room.  I also counted the rest of the 
money - just under two hundred thousand.  I'd have to get a safe deposit box 
for it.  No more bus station lockers for Willy.  I wondered what would happen 
to the dope I left in the locker in Atlanta ?  Somebody would be real stoked 
to find close to eight pounds of high grade marijuana in a bus locker - 
whether it be the authorities or some cleaning guy.

    The help wanted ad jumped off the board and hit me right between the eyes:

                        Part time handy man for light
                        house keeping and tutoring for
                        children - grades 8 - 12

    I'd decided on the drive to SLC that I'd postpone any cancer treatments 
until I worked my was back to the West Coast - after all prostate cancer was 
slow growing, right ?!  Plus, I wasn't mentally prepared for the collateral 
damage - incontinence and impotence.  I wandered out to the car in my new, 
warm clothes and drove over to the base bank, changed my mind and drove 
downtown.  It had started to snow again.  I rented a safe deposit box and then 
called the number on the card.  The woman sounded eager to meet with me so I 
headed up to North Ogden.

    The interview took less than ten minutes.  She was a knock out.  Small, 
blond - not much in the tit department but had an ass that wouldn't quit.  I 
figured her to be just a few years younger than I was.  As soon as I told her 
I was a retired air force officer and showed her my ID - I was in.  The 
handyman shit - more like a house keeper; you know, dish washing, toilet 
cleaning, etc. - paid room and board.  I would live up stairs with another 
male border but would have my own room.  I had free reign of the kitchen for 
breakfast and lunch.  The woman, her name was Dot, cooked dinner and it was 
served promptly at six.  If I wouldn't be there, please let her know.  I would 
meet her daughters this evening.  Jeremy, the other boarder, would be there 
also.

    The woman explained that the girls ranged from fourteen up to eighteen.  
My primary tutoring responsibility would be to prepare her eighteen year old 
daughter to begin her freshman year in college and the seventeen year old to 
take the SAT.  I'd be paid five dollars an hour for the tutoring.  Every 
afternoon, four to six.  The woman had lesson plans already prepared.  I was 
to familiarize himself with them.  This was a no-brainer as far as I was 
concerned.

    The wheels in my head were already turning.  I'd have to cool it for a 
while - reign in my impulse to fuck just about everything old enough to walk.  
Thoughts of Jamaica floated through my head as I laid down to rest before 
going to dinner.  I had come to a conclusion during my trek out of Alabama: I 
seemed to get along with young women, I mean ladies, better than I did with 
women my own age.  Probably because I had never grown up.  Young ladies seemed 
to be more fun and definitely easier for me to relate to and get close to.  
While I was hiding out here, if that's what I was doing, I'd have to come up 
with a game plan that ensured I'd meet lots and lots of young ladies.

    I arrived promptly at six for dinner and found several delectable young 
ladies setting the table.  They politely introduced themselves.  From their 
appearances they were the younger three girls.  Donna, Dannie and Darlene were 
their names.  They were clones of their mother - blond hair of different 
shades, slim build and knock outs.  Oh !  Shit, maybe this wasn't the place to 
hide out.  I laughed at all the trouble I could get in here.

    Dot entered the room from the kitchen and put a platter of vegetables on 
the table.  I offered to assist her but she told me to sit down.  I was 
responsible for cleaning the table off and washing the dishes she said.  The 
two older girls came and sat.  They were talking with each other at the other 
end of the table.  The four from the kitchen came back and put more food on 
the table and then sat down.  Grace was said and then everyone started to pass 
the food around.

    Dot was introducing everyone to me.  The older girls were named; Dora and 
Donnie.  Dora was the senior in high school and I had a hard time taking my 
eyes off of her as she was knock down gorgeous.  About five after six, a 
throwback to the sixties walks into the dining room.  No shit, the guy is 
wearing bell bottoms with a Madras shirt, that had seen better days, and 
sandals no less - in this weather.  I was positive the guy hadn't been at the 
original Woodstock though, because he couldn't have been twenty, maybe 
twenty-five and that was stretching it.

    "Sorry I'm late, Dot.  Got carried away upstairs."  The guy said as he sat 
at the head of the table.  The girls were laughing.

    Darlene, the youngest, touched my arm and whispered to me, "He does this 
every night."

    Dot introduced me to Jeremy.  I said something like, "Nice to meet you."

    Jeremy looked at me for a short while as he filled his plate and then 
said, "Nice pony tail.  How long you had it ?"  I told him about two or three 
years, I couldn't remember.  Dot went on to tell Jeremy and the girls that I 
was a retired military officer and Jeremy almost lost a mouth full of food.  
The girls laughed.  I wasn't sure they were laughing at me or Jeremy.

    I did a thorough job cleaning the table off, washing the dishes and 
tidying up the kitchen before I headed up to my room.  I had just sat down at 
the desk in my room when I was sure I smelled the fragrance of hemp.  I closed 
my eyes and concentrated real hard - now I was positive.  So Jeremy didn't 
just dress the part.  I wondered what he did around here or maybe he was a 
paying boarder ?  I took my time and rolled several joints out of my stash.  
The little less than two ounces I had, wouldn't last long.  Maybe I'd go next 
door and see if Jeremy could introduce me to somebody in town.  Then I'd go 
for a walk, get really stoned, come back, hit the rack and dream sweet dreams.

                           ***** CHAPTER TWO *****

    As it turned out I never left the house that night but got really stoned - 
more like fucking ripped out of my mind.  And what I learned changed the 
direction of my life.  Well, maybe not - 'cause I was already pretty much of a 
stoner but it sure helped me get where I wanted to go a little faster.

    I was undecided whether to get stoned first or postpone my joint until 
after I went and talked with Jeremy.  Who knows ?  I could be wrong about the 
marijuana smell.  Yea, right ?!  I knocked tentatively at Jeremy's door.  I 
could hear Buffalo Springfield on his stereo or maybe it was Neil Young.  
Sometimes I couldn't tell the difference.  I was just about to knock again 
when the door opened.  If there was any doubt before, there was none now.  A 
billowing cloud of marijuana smoke floated out into the hall.

    "Hey !  Man, come on in.  Dot doesn't like me getting stoned in the house 
on school nights.  It makes it hard for the girls to concentrate on their 
homework."  He laughed.  I entered the room and Jeremy closed the door.  It 
was like I was walking into my past - back into some of the places I'd been in 
college - a water bed on the floor, candles all over, one of those lava lamps 
cooking off on the desk, several bean bag chairs tossed around the room and 
sixties posters all over the walls - a real hippie hang out.

    Jeremy told me to sit anywhere I wanted.  I sat in one of the bean bags 
and started laughing.  Jeremy asked me, what was so funny and I just shook my 
head.  I pulled a joint out of my pocket and held it up as if asking 
permission to light it.

    "No, man.  Have some of mine."  Jeremy said.  He then went over to the 
closet and came back and sat in the bean bag next to me.  In one hand he had a 
quart freezer bag of what appeared to be cleaned marijuana; in the other a 
small bong.  He tossed the bag on the floor between us and began cleaning the 
bong with a pipe tool.  I asked him if it was ok if I looked at the dope.  
Jeremy just nodded his head while cleaning the bong.  The bag was about three 
quarters full, I figured there was close of a pound of dope in it.  On closer 
examination I found that the entire bag was bud - there appeared to be very 
little stem and no seeds.

    I complimented him on the dope and handed him the bag as he was finished 
cleaning the bong.  In no time, Jeremy had packed the bong full and torched 
it.  He handed me the bong and I took a hit.  Jesus !  Maybe it was because I 
hadn't smoked in a couple of weeks but with one hit, my head was floating.

    "Pretty good shit, huh ?"  Jeremy asked.  "All bud.  I throw the leaf and 
stems out."  I just nodded and passed the bong back to him.  I asked him why 
he threw the leaves out.  Jeremy said sometimes he rolls the bud in leaf but 
most of the time just shit cans it.  I thought that was strange.  I always 
smoked everything except the stem and seeds, of course.  After three hits, I 
was in orbit.  I couldn't remember ever being this stoned.  Maybe throwing 
everything but bud away was a good idea.  I started laughing and Jeremy 
laughed with me.  I could hardly remember my name let alone where I was.  I 
kept laughing.

    After a few minutes, I formed a thought in my brain.  It took me another 
few to articulate it.  "Ah.....Where'd you get this shit ?"

    Jeremy was lying on the bean bag with his head back, looking at the 
ceiling.  "I grow it..."  I started laughing.  "...No shit, man.  I've got 
sixty plants upstairs right now; they're about two weeks from flowering.  You 
want to go see 'em ?"  I didn't think I could get out of the bean bag, let 
alone climb stairs but finally struggled to my feet.  Getting up into the 
attic was a chore but a chore worth doing; because when Jeremy opened his 
growing room it appeared as if the sun was in it and below the sun was a sea 
of green.

    The plants were anywhere from four to five feet high - big and bushy.  He 
motioned for me to come in the room and then closed the door behind me.  I was 
flabbergasted and didn't know what to say.  Jeremy went on to describe the 
system that he was using to grow with - hydroponics - top of the line stuff.  
Jeremy said he designed the system himself.  He was real proud of it.  I was 
impressed.  I remembered the one plant system I had back in 'Vegas.  Took me 
about a year to get it going and them it started pumping out some pretty good 
shit - but nothing like this.  I'd have to pump Jeremy for information when I 
wasn't so stoned.

    About a half an hour later we were back in Jeremy's room, hitting on the 
bong again.  I left soon after that and hit the rack.  My mind was floating.  
This was by far the best dope I had ever smoked and then it came to me.....

    I'd design my own system and set them up in houses all across the country.  
Growing massive amounts of the best bud in the world - "Willy's Bud."  I'd 
become a "Bud Ambassador," traveling all over the U.S., promoting the 
legalization of marijuana.  Ask Carol to live with me.  We party all the time 
as we travel about, promoting "Willy's Bud."  I become a lobbyist for 
N.O.R.M.A.L.  Contribute lots of money to the Democratic National Committee; 
get invited to the White House.  Carol and I have dinner with the President 
and Vice-President.  After dinner I talk to them about legalization efforts - 
after all, they both know how harmless it is.  We spend the night in the 
Lincoln Bedroom but just before we climb into bed the Secret Service knocks on 
the door.  The President wants to see me.  Off I go down the halls of the 
White House.  I get lost and end up back at the Lincoln Bedroom and hear Carol 
squealing, "Oh !  Mr. President !"  The Secret Service shoes me away from the 
door and I wander the halls of the White House again until I happen into the 
First Lady's wing.  I knock at her door but nobody answers.  I knock at the 
next door, I find and Chelsea answers.  "I was hoping you'd come by, Willy.  
It's all over the Capitol.  'Willy's Bud' is the best !  Let's smoke a 
bowl....."

    When I woke it was still dark.  Wow !  Was this shit...dynamite or what !?  
I dressed and rushed down stairs.  I wanted to finish my work as soon as 
possible, spend as much time with Jeremy as I could and pump him for all the 
knowledge he had.  When I finished my chores I left in the Sentra and drove to 
the first used car lot I found.  I got ripped off but what the hell did I 
care.  There was no way I was going to register a car in my name; at least not 
now, so soon after the bust.  Maybe later I'd buy a nice van or something ?

                          ***** CHAPTER THREE *****

    The next week flies by.  I spend every waking moment with Jeremy, learning 
how to be a farmer.  One afternoon while carting water up to the attic Jeremy 
turns to me and says, "You know you can get all the information I'm giving you 
on the internet."  He went on to describe how he got most of his information - 
online - at the library.  That night I was at a local library terminal, 
searching away.  Just like with prostate cancer, there was tons of info on pot 
cultivation - even a news group where you could ask questions and get answers 
from guys and gals that had been there before you.

    I was in the process of printing out just reams of the stuff, to read when 
I got home.  Someone put a hand on my shoulder.  I looked up into the 
tremendous bust of a young woman.  She was the librarian who had showed me 
where the terminals were.  At the time I thought she was adorable - well, her 
tits were adorable.  That's about all I noticed...That and her eyes.  They 
were so big and dark almost black and penetrating - looked right into your 
soul.  Any other time I would have started a conversation with her.  But not 
now - I was on another mission - no time for fucking around.  I now noticed 
that she was a big girl, probably about five-seven or eight.  Dark, curly hair 
adorned her oval face.  She had it pulled back into a pony tail.

    She leaned down, her hand still on my shoulder.  I could feel the warmth 
of her hand through my shirt but I was feeling something else too.  No, not a 
sexual feeling but something I couldn't quite put my finger on.  Almost a 
vibration.  Maybe a feeling of dejavu.

    She whispered in my ear, "The library frowns on people using it's 
equipment for the purposes you're using it for.....I like your pony tail, by 
the way.  Are you a hippie farmer ?"  I didn't know what to say.  I wanted to 
hide the terminal from her but knew that was impossible.  I was wondering how 
she knew, when she continued.  "We have a monitor over by the desk and usually 
check up on the young boys who come here to surf the net for smut."

    "This isn't smut and I'm not quite a young boy."  I blurted out.

    She just smiled at me, her hand still on my shoulder.  I noticed that she 
had a lot of dark, downy hair on her arm and wondered what her bush would look 
like.  "Well, just be careful.  Some of the other librarians might not be 
so..."  She paused as if searching for a word.

    I said, "...cool."  She smiled again and nodded her head.  When she took 
her hand off of my shoulder, the feeling disappeared.

    When I left, an older man was talking to her at the checkout desk.  I 
waited politely until she acknowledged me.  I thanked her for her help and 
then split.  I came back several nights in a row, some nights she was there, 
some nights she wasn't.  She never came over to talk to me again but every 
time I was near her I felt that feeling again.  Several times I caught her 
staring at me while I was surfin' away on the net.  I figured I had just about 
all the info I needed but decided to come back and update the prostate 
problems mailing list just to see her again.

    I got in the habit of smoking a joint on the way home as Jeremy was very 
generous with his stuff.  Jesus, he said he was harvesting about two to three 
pounds every four months or so.  He split half the profit with Dot and paid 
the electricity bill as it was rather high.  Several nights later I was back 
and she was there.  I was at the terminal and sneaking peeks at her every once 
and a while.  When I caught her eye, she turned her head away.  I got right up 
and went over to the checkout desk.

    "What time do you get off work.....Oh !  I'm sorry.  My name's Willy.  
Willy Tamarack."  I reached my hand across the desk to shake her hand.  When 
our hands touched, I felt the feeling - a buzz like feeling - almost like she 
was surrounded by an aura.

    "My name is Lucy and I'm married.  That was my husband you saw me with 
last week.  The library closes at nine if that is what you were asking."  Her 
words were rushed.

    "You mean the older gentleman, I saw you with the first night ?"  She 
nodded her head.  I continued, "Well, I just thought you might want to go out 
and share a smoke or something..."  I let that drift in the air and just 
stared into her eyes.

    "Do you have cancer ?"  She asked.

    I nodded my head and then said, "Well, how about it ?  Just you and me 
with karma to guide us."

    She didn't answer for a long time.  Then blurted out, "My husband is 
picking me up tonight."

    I smiled and just nodded my head, saying, "Too bad.  Maybe another time ?"  
I walked back to the terminal and started reading about prostate cancer.

    Two nights later I was back.  She was behind the checkout desk.  I paid 
her little attention and went right to a terminal.  About an hour later I 
could feel her approach and then felt her hand on my shoulder - the feeling 
got stronger.  She leaned down and whispered in my ear, "The library closes at 
nine.  If you stick around, we could share that smoke after I close up."  I 
didn't even look at her, just nodded and kept reading the terminal in front of 
me.

    After she locked up, she led me down to the basement and deep into the 
bowels of the library.  There were boxes of books everywhere.  She used a key 
and opened a door.  Inside there was a desk and some chairs.  I produced a 
joint and wasted no time lighting it up.  I smiled as he handed it to her.  
Lucy smiled back at me.

    "My husband works nights down in Salt Lake City."  She said.  "He's the 
night foreman at a steel plant.  What do you do ?"

    I started laughing as she was taking another drag.  A night foreman, my 
luck must be changing.  "Ah...just travel around and do some farming."  I was 
already feeling the affects of Jeremy's weed.

    "This is really good stuff...Did you grow it ?"  I just nodded my head.  
We were sitting with our butts on the end of the table, even though there were 
plenty of chairs around.  Every time she touched my hand, as we passed the 
joint back and forth, I felt a tingling.  I asked her if her husband smoked 
with her and she shook her head back and forth.  That settled it for me.  What 
did I have to loose ?  Not a fucking thing !

    I laughed some more when she asked what I was laughing at and then leaned 
over and kissed her.  Within seconds we were frenching, our tongues dueling in 
each other's mouth.  She was wearing a dark wool dress that buttoned up the 
front, her breasts, like the nose cones of rockets, pressed against the 
material.  The buttons went from her neck to the hem of her dress.  When we 
came up for air, she said, rather breathlessly, "I did tell you I was married, 
didn't I ?"

    I nodded my head and smiled.  "I don't mind."  And then I kissed her 
again.  This time it lasted longer and I pressed myself against her.  I could 
feel my penis start to harden - it had been a long time - over a month.

    I broke the kiss and asked her, "Do you want to stop ?"

    She just shook her head from side to side and told me that I was a good 
kisser.  I started kissing her again.  Each time it got better.  The feeling 
was very powerful and somewhat tempered my lust toward her.  My arms were 
around her waist, rubbing the small of her back.  I was grinding my pelvis 
against her groin and could feel her tits mashed against my chest.  My hardon 
was painful, growing down the leg of my jeans and long johns.

    I stepped away from her and reached for the buttons at her waist.  She 
asked me what I was going to do and I told her I was going to make love to 
her.  She giggled and told me she was married again.  I told her I knew.  Her 
dress was now unbuttoned from the waist down.  All she was wearing was a pair 
of white panties.  There was a dark triangle at the crotch of her panties and 
I imagined that some of her pubic hair was escaping from the leg bands.  I 
slid my hands into the waist band and slowly eased them down her thighs until 
they fell to her feet.  All the while I stared into her eyes.  She stared back 
and the feeling got very strong.

    I broke eye contact and dropped to my knees in front of her.  I spread her 
dress and was eye level with a very dark, hairy snatch.  Her belly button was 
just visible where her dress was still buttoned and I started there, working 
my tongue into her deep navel.  There was a fine down of dark hair that led 
from her navel to the top of her bush.  She moaned.  In what seemed like 
moments my tongue was in her bush.  My hands were massaging the back of her 
thighs.  I dug my nails into the meaty part of her thighs and dragged them 
down to the back of her knees.

    She filled the room with, "Aaaaaaaah !"  And her legs buckled a bit.  I 
was working on the front of her thighs with my tongue and cupped the bottom 
portion of her ass with my hands, rubbing the cheeks of her ass together.  I 
rose and lifted her to a sitting position on the table and then I got back to 
my knees.  Her knees fell apart and now her cunt was spread before me.  I 
pulled her forward a bit until her ass was right on the edge of the table top 
and buried my face in the jungle of curly pubic hair that was before me.

    She filled the room with, "Ooooooooh !"  And her thighs closed around my 
head and neck.  I pried them apart and started searching for her vagina in all 
the curls.  I gently spread the hair away and found a plump pair of cunt lips.  
I licked them from bottom to top.  Her ass came off the table top when my 
tongue slid between her lips and tasted her.  She tasted wonderful and my 
tongue kept going back to get another drink.  I pulled her lips apart and 
licked the pink meat between them.  She was filling the room with sexual 
sounds and her ass was bucking her crotch into my face.

    I worked my tongue up to the hood of her cunt and found a clitoris, the 
size of a slug.  I licked around it and then sucked it into my mouth, using my 
tongue directly on it.  She was a wild woman, grunting and groaning.  When I 
slid my tongue back down to her hole it was greasy wet and slick with her cunt 
butter.  My tongue slid in and out of her cunt for a few moments.  Lucy was 
juicy and ready.

    My hardon had subsided very little, confined to my pants.  I stood between 
her legs and pulled my jeans and long johns down.  The table top was perfect 
and my cock slipped right into her.  She was like a liquid inferno.  I started 
fucking her.  Her legs came up around my waist.  I grabbed the back of her ass 
with my hands and was really pumping it in and out of her.  Her head was 
thrown back and she was gasping for air through her mouth, when she wasn't 
moaning and groaning.  She wasn't exactly tight but then I felt the aura 
around her, like I was a part of it or inside it or something.  I kept fucking 
her.  She was sloppy wet and felt fucking great.

    There was no urgency to my fucking, although I was really pumping my hips.  
I felt I could go on forever but maybe that was the dope.  She was leaning 
back with her hands on the table when I rasped out, "I want to see them.  Open 
the top of your dress."  Her head was still thrown back and she had a 
difficult time raising it.  Her eyes were slits, her mouth open, still gasping 
for air.  "Come on, Lucy.  Open your dress.  I want to see your tits jiggle 
around while I'm in you."  Comprehension slowly came to her face.  She smiled 
and with one hand began unbuttoning her dress, a button at a time.

    It seemed like forever but slowly the upper part of her body became 
visible.  Her tits stuck out on her chest like ripe fruit - small watermelons, 
encased in a white lacy bra.  I reached out and grabbed the front of her bra 
and raised it.  Her tits popped out like "Jack-in-the-boxes" - almost no sag 
at all - pointing right at me with very large dark brown areolae and nipples 
the size of dimes.  I stopped pumping and just stared at them.  The areolae 
were surrounded by a light growth of dark hair - small tendrils - like they 
were growing out of her areolae.  I leaned forward and sucked one of her 
breasts into my mouth.  My tongue dueled with her nipple and then my lips were 
around it and I was just sucking it.  It was spongy and hard at the same time 
and then I moved to her other breast.

    I started fucking her again.  This time with more urgency.  She felt it 
too and started to thrust back at me.  Her tits bobbed around on her chest as 
we slammed our bodies together.  Her nipples were standing out in the middle 
of her dark areolae like little thumbs - almost a half an inch.  I was fucking 
her like crazy and starting to sweat.  The top of her breasts were covered 
with a sheen of perspiration.  A bead of sweat dribbled down between them and 
into her belly button.  I was almost there and trying to hold off, wanting to 
get her there too.

    When she threw herself at me and wrapped her arms around my neck, I 
started cuming.  She was no longer on the table but clinging to me, legs 
wrapped around my middle, arms around my neck.  Her hips bucking against me.  
I could no longer pump in and out of her.  I damn near fell to the ground.  
Her cunt was spasming around my cock and I was having the orgasm of orgasms.  
My cock just seemed to keep spurting semen into her vagina.  Oh !  God !  Did 
it feel good.  Her cunt felt like it was milking my cock.  I kept cuming.  Her 
mouth was at the base of my neck, sucking.  I finally sat her back on to the 
desk top and pulled out of her.

    The room was silent.  I could see some of my semen leaking out of her.  
She closed her legs when she realized that I was staring at her crotch.  I 
laughed.  She joined me.  When I started to get out of my clothes she had a 
puzzled look on her face.  The joint we were sharing had burned out on the 
table top.  I picked it up and lit it when I was naked.  She had started 
getting back into her clothes.  I pushed the joint into her mouth and started 
taking her clothes off.  She was giggling.

    Then she was naked, wearing these boot things that young ladies wear now a 
days.  I pulled her over to a chair and told her to sit.  My cum soaked dick 
was level with her face.  She didn't need encouragement and immediately sucked 
the head of my dick into her mouth.  She really gobbled it up, right to the 
base of my dick, her nose buried in my pubic hair.  Almost immediately, I 
started to get hard.  My hands were in her hair, really just grabbing her 
head.  Holding it still as I pumped my strengthening cock in and out of her 
pursed lips.  She finally pushed me away as I started to choke her.  I reached 
under her arms and lifted her so that she was standing before me.

    On her own she turned and presented me with her behind.  I was in her in 
no time and fucking her brains out.  Her screams of joy filled the room and I 
was damn near there already.  She was pushing back against me with every 
thrust and here it came.  I pumped gobs and gobs of cum into her twat as she 
was screaming, "I'm cuming !" over and over again.  I finally softened and 
slipped out of her.  As I collapsed to the floor, I dragged her down with me 
so that she was somewhat sitting on my lap.  I could feel my semen leak out of 
her and drool onto my crotch and thighs.  Both of us were panting.  I licked 
up to her ear and whispered, "Want to go again ?"

    She was giggling, well, maybe laughing.  I took a bite of her neck and 
whispered, "Let's run away...tonight.  Where do you want to go ?  Mexico ?  
Where it's warm.  You name it, we'll go.  Come on.  Let's get dressed and go."

    Lucy started shaking her head from side to side, "I can't, Willy."

                           ***** CHAPTER FOUR *****

    We dressed in silence.  I held her hand as we climbed the stairs and 
walked through the dark library.  I walked her out to her car.  She let me 
kiss her before she got into the car and drove away.  I finished the joint on 
the way home.  As I fumbled with the key to my door, Jeremy appeared.

    "Wow !  Willy.  That's quite a hickey you've got on you neck, buddy."  
Jeremy laughed.  "Dot get a hold of you ?"  He kept laughing and followed me 
into my room.  I was dazed.  All I could think about was Lucy.  I had no idea 
what Jeremy was talking about and could care less.  I was already planning on 
how to convince Lucy to run away with me.  I was in love.

    I finally acknowledged Jeremy and asked him what the fuck he was talking 
about ?  Jeremy just kept laughing and giggling and talking about Dot and her 
daughters and the harvest.  He told me that he would need help clipping bud 
for the next couple of days as they were ready.  This weekend they would 
celebrate the harvest, get righteously stoned and fuck as many of Dot's 
daughters as they could.  And I thought I was stoned !  I finally started 
asking Jeremy what the fuck he was talking about ?  Jeremy just continued 
laughing and told me, I'd find out.

    The next morning Dot told me that Jeremy would need my help to harvest, so 
I spent the rest of the day trimming bud.  Jeremy showed me the drying racks 
and instructed me how to get the best results.  I wasn't paying much attention 
as I couldn't stop thinking about Lucy.  I just had to see her again and 
planned on skipping dinner and getting to the library early.

    I was terribly disappointed she was not there.  I asked the librarian 
behind the desk if Lucy was going to work tonight.  The woman told me she 
didn't know a Lucy, maybe she worked at the reference desk ?  I talked to a 
man at the reference desk.  The man told me that the library was understaffed 
and sometimes borrowed people from other libraries.  He gave me a list of the 
libraries in town and I was out the door heading to the nearest one.

    It was late.  I had been to three other libraries and no one had heard of 
Lucy.  I was heart broken when I headed back to Dot's place.  Salt Lake 
City.....Maybe she worked in a library in Salt Lake ?  I'd check on that 
tomorrow.

    In the morning I told Dot I had some personal business to attend to and 
left early.  I rented a car and headed down to SLC.  By noon I knew the hunt 
was futile.  Not one of the libraries I visited had ever heard of a librarian 
named Lucy.  Totally defeated, I headed back to Ogden, returned the car and 
walked back to Dot's.  I would just make my Friday afternoon study session 
with Dora - two hours of flash cards - vocabulary.

    Dora was waiting for me.  Dot was also there, preparing dinner.  The 
tutoring often took place in the kitchen so Dot could monitor the progress of 
her daughters.  Dora was sitting at the corner of the small breakfast table.  
I pulled a chair out in front of her and began flashing cards.  She was 
wearing just a house coat, well, maybe more like a bath robe.  I was hardly 
paying attention to her answers, just going through the motions.  Dot was 
working at the counter top behind her daughter.

    I flashed the word "tepid" and Dora answered "hot."  I didn't catch it but 
Dot did and corrected her daughter and told me to pay more attention.  As I 
glanced at the definition of the next word I noticed that Dora had allowed her 
robe to part.  I was staring at the large amount of skin Dora was exhibiting 
and then glanced up at her face.  She was staring at me and smiling as she let 
her legs fall apart.  I looked back at the definition but had a hard time 
concentrating.  Looking beyond the card I had an unrestricted view of her 
pussy - all blond and curly.  It was totally bare.

    I looked up, made sure that Dot had her back to me and flashed the next 
word.  Dora was opening and closing her legs as she decided what the word 
meant.  I was staring at her crotch.  I was unsure whether she knew what she 
was doing.  She finally answered and then left her legs open.  As I reviewed 
the next definition, she slid her hand down into her curls and massaged her 
cunt lips.  My cock lurched in my pants and I crossed my legs to hide my 
growing hardon.  She knew !

    Thoughts of Lucy flashed through my mind but I couldn't keep my eyes away 
from the crotch of the young lady, sitting in front of me.  I flashed the card 
and watched as Dora slipped a finger into her vagina.  She raised the finger 
to her mouth and sucked on it a bit before answering.  I now had a raging 
hardon in my pants and she was staring at my crotch.  I again looked up to 
check on her mother.

    To say that the rest of the study session was difficult for me was an 
understatement.  When I rose to leave the room after we finished, I had to 
hide the hardon that was plainly visible in my pants.  Dora just smiled at me 
and even giggled a little.  I finally lost the erection after climbing the 
stairs to my room.  During dinner I was sure that Dora was talking about me at 
the end of the table.  I left right after I finished cleaning up and headed to 
the library on the off chance that Lucy might be there.  I was disappointed 
and afraid I would never see her again.

                           ***** CHAPTER FIVE *****

    I was very stoned when I opened my door and was inside and locking it 
before I realized that there was a glow all about the room.  I turned and 
first noticed that several candles were placed around - all lit.  It was a few 
seconds before I noticed that Dora was in my bed, under the covers.

    "I shouldn't have done that this afternoon, Willy.  I'm sorry but it was 
so much fun to watch you squirm around trying to hide your boner."  She 
giggled a bit.  I just stared at her.  "I've been a naughty girl."

    Something snapped in me.  It was probably the frustration of not being 
able to find Lucy or maybe the fact that this young lady had teased me in the 
presence of her mother ?  Maybe I was just tired of being on the run, afraid 
of cancer or frustrated with life ?  I was visualizing her opening and closing 
her legs the way she did this afternoon and running her fingers through her 
pubic hair.  My cock started to get hard as I took off my jacket and threw it 
over by the closet.  Dora had reached over to the night stand, allowing one of 
her breasts to become bare.  She was lighting a joint as I stripped off my 
shirt.

    I spoke for the first time, "Yes, Dora.  You have been a naughty girl and 
I'm going to punish you."  My pants were on the way to the floor, my boner 
tenting my long johns.  "Are you naked under there ?"  She just nodded her 
head and took a big hit off the joint.  I walked over to her, naked, and took 
the joint out of her hand.  I took a big hit and handed it back.

    "What are you going to do to me, Willy ?"  She asked, after taking a hit.  
She was smiling.

    "I'm going to spank your ass until it's beet red and then fuck you silly, 
Dora."

    Her eyes got real big and she was no longer smiling.  "You're not going to 
hurt me, are you, Willy ?"  She managed to squeak out.  I just shook my head 
from side to side.  I remembered long ago spanking one of my lady friends in 
Las Vegas and how crazy she got when I started fucking her.  My boner bounced 
in my groin as I thought about spanking the young thing in my bed.  I reached 
for the covers and pulled them off of her.  She tried to cover herself but I 
grabbed one of her arms and just gazed at her for a while.

    Her tits were small - maybe a handful - but had nice large, light brown 
almost pink areolae - nipples, maybe the size of pencil erasures.  I reached 
down and pinched one.  She winced.  I smiled.  Her pussy was covered with a 
sparse thatch of blond pubic hair just a shade darker than the hair on her 
head.  I sat down on the bed and leaned over to kiss her.  When our lips met, 
I captured one of hers between my teeth and bit down gently, then forced my 
tongue into her mouth.  I tasted blood.  As I kissed her I released her arm 
and pulled her over on to my lap.  I kissed her again and then rolled her over 
on to her stomach.

    Her ass was now available to my eyes.  She had a very nice ass - small and 
tight with very little padding on it.  This was going to hurt her a little.  I 
ran my hand over it and then without notice delivered a blow to her left 
cheek.  The sound of the slap filled the room and there was a split second 
before she responded.

    "Aaaaaaggh....Ooooow !"  She cried.  I grabbed her by the hair and raised 
her head.

    I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Another sound like that and it's 
going to last longer.  I didn't spank you that hard.  Want me to spank you 
harder ?  Then you can scream all you want."  I really didn't want her to make 
a sound.  Even though the rest of the girls and mom slept down stairs, Jeremy 
was next door.  I didn't want any interruptions.

    Dora shook her head from side to side and whispered, "No !  I'll be quiet.  
I promise."

    "Good girl."  I whispered back to her and then spanked her other cheek.  
The sound of the slap filled the room.  Dora didn't make a sound.  I 
whispered, "Good girl."  And then just rubbed her ass cheeks with my hand.  I 
could see the redness where my hand had spanked her ass.  I whispered, 
"Relax."  And then spanked her again.  Her ass tensed up just as my hand came 
in contact with it - it was as hard as rock.  My boner was captured between my 
stomach and her side - it was hard as rock.

    After five or six spankings I ran my hand up between her legs, into her 
bush.  It was damp and when I slid a finger into her, she was sopping wet and 
real tight.  I started to finger her and she started to have an orgasm, 
bucking up and down on my lap.  I quickly pulled my finger out of her and 
spanked her again.  I kept lightly spanking her now red ass cheeks as she 
tried to muffle the sounds coming out of her throat.

    I had one of those hardons that comes every once and a while - not enough, 
as far as I was concerned - a real reltne - a throbber - just hard as rock.  I 
had to get it in her.  I picked her up and dropped her on to the bed.  She 
rolled to her side to get her sore butt off the bed and looked up at me.  Her 
eyes were slits and she had a wicked grin plastered on her face.  She dropped 
her gaze to my boner and crawled toward it.  I reached for her blond hair and 
drew her face to my cock.  She gobbled it up and in seconds was bobbing her 
head.  Her mouth was dry but soon got a little wetter as she worked her tongue 
around the meat in her mouth.  This was not the first time Dora'd had a cock 
in her mouth.

    I finally pulled her off of my dick when she had thoroughly lubricated it.  
A string of spittle ran from her lower lip to the head of my dick.  She licked 
it away.  I told her to get to her knees.  She couldn't get there fast enough.  
Her entire ass was red from the spanking I had given her.  I got up on the bed 
with her and wasted no time filling her cunt with my cock.  She muffled a 
scream and I was off to the races, just fucking her brains out.  Dora buried 
her face in my pillow and let me pummel her upraised behind.  I could feel the 
heat radiate off of her ass as I fucked her.  Inside she was an inferno - all 
liquid and boiling.  I fucked her faster.  I knew she was coming.  Her hand 
came down and began to tease my scrotum with her fingers.  When she scratched 
behind my balls, I blacked out as I pumped spurt after spurt of hot cum into 
her belly.

    When I could see again, I was still coming.  Jesus, I must have pumped 
five or six loads into her.  She was ramming herself back against me as I kept 
fucking her.  After what seemed like a two or three minute orgasm, I fell away 
from her.  She immediately crawled up on my back and started to kiss, suck and 
lick on my neck.  Within minutes I rolled over and she was sucking my spent 
dick into her mouth.  I pulled her up into a 69 position and began eating my 
cum out of her cunt.  Shortly after that she was riding me with her back to 
me, her red butt cheeks rising and falling on my dick.  I wormed a finger into 
her asshole and she bounced on me faster.....

    Dora was gone when I woke.  The bed still smelled of her.  Some of the 
candles had burned out, some were still going.  I looked at my watch.  It was 
seven-thirty.  I couldn't remember what day it was, let alone what had 
transpired last night ?  I did remember that I fucked the young thing, I found 
in my bed, three times.  My dick was sore.  I got up and wandered to the 
bathroom.  Her bath robe was hanging from the door knob.  I hadn't noticed it 
last night.

                           ***** CHAPTER SIX *****

    I was in the shower just letting the hot water do it's thing when I heard 
the door open.  I was reaching for the shower curtain when I smelled 
marijuana.  I pulled the curtain aside and found Dot standing there without a 
stitch on.  She was taking a big drag off a number.  Her eyes were closed as 
she hit on the joint.  I just looked at her.  She could almost pass for her 
older daughter.  Her breasts had much more sag to them than Dora's and her 
areolae and nipples were much darker but the rest of it was the same.  Her 
bush was the color of straw but a little thicker than her daughter's.

    She opened her eyes and handed me the joint.  As I was taking a drag, she 
asked, "Well, aren't you going to ask me in ?  We can conserve water this way.  
That damn Jeremy uses enough to float a battle ship."  She laughed and glanced 
down at my cock.  It was starting to get hard in her presence.  I wonder if 
she knew about last night ?  I handed her the joint and pulled her into the 
shower.

    "We better hurry though or we'll run out of hot water."  With that she 
handed me the joint and dropped to her knees.  Her mouth closed around my cock 
as I took another drag.  I'm not sure what got me higher - the joint or her 
sucking on my joint - but I definitely had a buzz on.  I threw the joint out 
on the floor of the bathroom.

    Dot was all tongue and lips on my dick and I was hard.  Nothing like I was 
last night but I was there.  The soreness in my cock was a turn on and I got 
harder feeling it.  I looked down at her blond head bobbing on my pole and 
found her eyes were open looking back at me.  Her hand started pumping my dick 
while her tongue painted my balls with her saliva.  The shower water was 
cascading off my body and all over her head.  I pulled her up and kissed her.  
When the kiss ended, she turned and put her hands up on the wall of the 
shower.  She had a gorgeous butt with a lot more meat on it than her 
daughter's.  I guided my cock up between her legs and entered her.

    It was like entering the Grand Canyon.  I could hardly feel the sides of 
her cunt and got no pleasure at all pumping my cock in and out of her.  I 
though I had been in big vaginas before but Dot's took the cake.  I kept 
pumping, knowing full well that I was never going to get off doing it this 
way.  I was surprised she could feel a thing but she was rotating her ass back 
against me as I thrust in and out of her.  Her moaning filled the shower stall 
so it sounded like she was having a great time.

    After several minutes of pumping myself in and out of Dot, I got 
discouraged and dropped to my knees behind her.  My cock was sore but still 
hard as rock.  I spread the cheeks of her ass and reamed out her asshole.  It 
was quite a big one.  When I spread the cheeks of her ass, her anus opened 
wide enough to take my cock.  After just a few seconds on her asshole, I got 
to my feet and plunged my cock into her bowels.  Her head came off the tile 
and she rasped out, "Oh !  Yea !  Willy, fuck my ass, baby !"

    I started fucking the shit out of her, pulling and pushing her on and off 
my cock.  She was wild now, yelling and screaming obscenities.  I kept fucking 
her like crazy and in just a few minutes the head of my cock exploded in her 
asshole.  I could feel her sphincter tighten around the base of my cock as I 
dribbled a little more semen into her intestines.

    She looked back at me and smiled.  "Too bad we can't do this every 
morning."  I saw no reason why we couldn't but said nothing.  I pulled out of 
her and started washing my cock.  It was real sore now.  She helped me.

    While drying off she blew me away with, "Donnie and Donna are next, Willy.  
And if you get through them, you get the grand prize."  I was puzzled as I got 
the joint going again.  What the fuck was she talking about ?  "Dannie's a 
virgin and you've got the perfect size dick to pop her cherry but first you'll 
have to do Donnie and Donna.  By now, I'm sure they've heard all about last 
night with Dora.  Well, maybe not, Jeremy said that with all the racket over 
here last night, he figures she'll sleep until noon.  You shouldn't have 
screwed her so many times, Willy.  Jeremy figures you'll limp out on Dannie.  
We'll see."  With that she left the bathroom.

    I went back to my room and crashed on the bed.  My cock was sore.  I was 
real stoned.  The woman I just fucked must be crazy.  Jesus, I'd never get it 
up for three more - maybe in three weeks - unless ?  A kernel of an idea 
germinated in my brain as I fell asleep.  I dreamed about Mexico and Lucy and 
Carol and Las Vegas and then cancer.  I jerked awake and looked at my watch.  
It was two-thirty and I was famished.  I wandered down stairs and found Dora 
in the kitchen.  As soon as she saw me she rushed over and threw her arms 
around me.

    "Last night was great, Willy.  I can hardly wait until today's over and I 
can come back.  I told Donnie and Donna all about it.  They can hardly wait.  
Nobody's made it to Dannie, yet.  Jeremy's tried three times.  I know you can 
do it, Willy."  I wasn't too sure I even wanted to try.  This whole scene was 
getting a little too weird.  I fixed myself a sandwich and drank a coke, then 
fixed another sandwich and wandered up to my room.  Jeremy's door was open.  I 
glanced in and found him smoking a joint while rolling another one.  He was 
rolling the bud in leaves of green - marijuana.  I watched.  Looked like a 
great technique.  I'd have to try it when I got my farm going.

    When Jeremy noticed I was there he started laughing and handed me the 
joint.  I took a drag.  "My money's on you not being able to make it, buddy.  
Sorry.  You fucked the shit out of Dora, though.  I don't think anyone has 
ever given her that good a work out.  I know I haven't."  I kept smoking.  I 
was thinking I just might be able to do it if I got them all naked and got an 
orgy going.  I always surprised myself when I was in a group - I liked to 
watch.  That really turned me on but three more times - I wasn't sure about 
that ?  The furthest thought from my mind was Lucy.

    I went back to my room and snoozed for a couple of hours.  A knock on the 
door woke me at five.  It was Donnie.  She was dressed in pajamas - a top and 
pants.  The top buttoned down the front and several of the buttons were open.  
She went and sat on the bed.  I went into the bathroom and splashed some cold 
water on my face.  When I returned, she had a joint going.  She held it out to 
me and I crossed the room to take it.  As I moved toward her she let her legs 
fall apart.  I glanced down and found that the crotch of her pajama bottoms 
had split.  Her golden haired twat was there for my view and she knew it.  She 
was smiling when I looked up at her face.

    I took the joint she offered.  As I was toking on it she leaned back on 
her hands.  The top of her pajamas spread open and bared her tits.  They were 
smaller than her sister's and mother's - no where near a handful but were 
topped with large brown areolae and very prominent nipples.  She brought her 
feet up on to the bed and spread her knees wide.  I just watched as she 
taunted me with her nakedness and kept toking on the joint.

    "Dora says you like naughty girls, Willy."  I was staring at her bush.  It 
appeared much thicker and a little darker than her sister's.  I looked around 
the room, searching for something that I could tie her up with.  I saw the 
bathrobe, still hanging from the door knob.  I casually walked over to it and 
pulled the belt from the robe.  I looked over at Donnie, she was still 
taunting me with her body.

    "What are you going to do with that, Willy ?"  She asked as I walked 
toward her.  I didn't say a word but she started wiggling up toward the head 
board.  Perfect.  I hopped up on the bed on my knees and lunged toward her.  
In just a few seconds I had her hands tied above her head and then tied them 
to the head board.  She didn't make a sound.  I unbuttoned the rest of the 
buttons of her top as she struggled against her bondage.  I leaned over and 
sucked one of her nipples into my mouth; allowed my hand to wander down her 
bare stomach and slide into the bottoms of her pajamas.  She was much hairier 
than her sister.  I moved to her other tit as I poked a finger into her cunt.  
She tried to close her legs but I already had my hand buried in her crotch.  I 
started to finger fuck her and kept sucking on her nipples.

    She was still struggling, when I ran my tongue down her stomach and into 
her navel, but still hadn't made a sound.  When I slithered between her legs 
she tried to lift her head to watch me.  I just smiled up at her and then 
ripped the crotch of her pajamas further apart.  I pulled the bottoms off of 
her and threw them on to the floor.  I took her legs and pushed then up onto 
her chest and buried my face in her crotch.  My tongue found her labia and I 
forced it into her.  She was wet and smelled of pussy.  In a few moments I was 
reaming out her hairless asshole.

    "You ever had it in the ass, Donnie ?"  I asked as I painted her rose bud 
anus with my saliva.  I looked up when she didn't answer.  She was shaking her 
head back and forth and my cock started to harden in my jeans.  I just smiled 
at her and plunged a finger into her ass.  She jumped at the invasion and soon 
I had a finger in her snatch and asshole, pumping them in and out of her.  I 
leaned down and licked on her snatch as I fingered her.  Her hips had started 
to move about, bucking up into my face, when I abruptly pulled my fingers out  
of her and got off the bed.  I turned and left the room.

                          ***** CHAPTER SEVEN *****

    When I got down stairs, I found Donna in her room.  "Donnie wants to talk 
with you.  She's up in my room."  I lit up a joint and held it out to her.  
She took a big drag and then I took her hand and led her into the kitchen, 
where we found Dot and the rest of her daughters preparing dinner.

    "Hey, you guys might want to wander up to my room and watch the show 
Donnie and Donna are going to put on.  Get Jeremy, too, if he's around."  With 
that I led Donna out of the kitchen and up stairs.  She was dressed in jeans 
and a blouse.  She was a little shorter and stockier than her sisters and had 
what appeared to be a nice rack in her blouse.  I put my arm around her 
shoulder as we walked down the hall towards my room.

    Once in the room, she looked back and forth between her sister, tied to 
the head board, and me.  I just stared at her as her sister struggled on the 
bed.  Donnie was no longer smiling and neither was Donna.  I told her to strip 
or I'd rip her clothes off.  She slowly started to comply, unbuttoning her 
blouse.  I came over to her and held the joint to her mouth.  She took a big 
hit and asked me if I was going to hurt her ?  I shook my head back and forth 
while I toked on the joint and watched her strip.  I tossed the joint into the 
ashtray on the night stand.

    Donna was out of her blouse and working on her jeans when the door opened 
and Dot entered.  She was followed by the rest of her daughters and finally 
Jeremy.  The room was kind of crowded.  Donna looked embarrassed as she 
stepped out of her jeans.  She was wearing a white bra and panties.  I could 
see a dark triangle at her crotch.  I started to get hard and could hardly 
wait to get the show on the road.

    "Hurry up and get naked, Donna.  Your sister, Donnie, is hotter than hell 
and wants to get her brains fucked out."  She slowly unfastened her bra.  It 
was worth the wait as far as I was concerned.  She had well over a handful of 
breast meat, topped with small dark, brown areolae and tiny nipples.  I 
grabbed her panties and tore them down her legs as I kissed her.  Her tongue 
was dry but active in my mouth - it must be the dope.  As we kissed I ran my 
hand between her legs and worked a finger into her cunt.  Her vagina was dry, 
too but wouldn't be for long.  Her bush was much darker than her sisters' and 
mother's.  By now I had a ragging hardon in my pants and could hardly wait to 
get this young thing's mouth on my boner.

    I brought my finger up to my mouth and wet it, then plunged it back into 
Donna's cunt - fingering her a bit.  With my other hand I forced her to her 
knees at the edge of the bed, right next to Donnie's head.  I reached over and 
rubbed Donnie's blond hair.  "I want you to watch, Donnie, and then your 
sister and I are going to fuck your brains out.  You're going to be so hot, 
you'll be begging for it."  I laughed and told Donna to undo my pants.  As she 
was working on my fly I glanced up at the crowd in the bedroom.  They were all 
leaning against the wall...Dot and Jeremy...Dora, Dannie and Darlene.  Their 
eyes were wide.  A joint was making the rounds and I motioned for one of them 
to bring it over to me.  Dannie moved across the room and held it up to my 
mouth after I had stripped off my shirt.

    My boner sprang out of my shorts as Donna dragged them down my legs.  I 
grabbed her head with one hand and pulled her face to my cock.  With the other 
I pulled Dannie closer.  "In another hour, Dannie, I'm going to bury this in 
your cunt, honey.  I hope you're as tight as your sisters."  Then I kissed her 
as I felt her sister close her mouth around my dick.  When I broke the kiss 
the crowd was fidgeting against the wall.  Donnie had quit struggling against 
her bonds and was starting at Donna who was licking my cock like a popsicle.

    When my cock was thoroughly wet, I pulled Donna to her feet and told her 
to get on the bed.  It was just a single and there wasn't much room.  I 
climbed on with her and forced her on top of her sister.  She tried to keep 
her face away from her sister's but I had other ideas.  "Kiss her, Donna."  I 
forced their faces together and soon the sisters were kissing each other.  I 
ran my hand down her back, over her plump little butt and then slipped a 
finger into her.  "Come on, Donna.  French with her and then I'll french with 
your pussy."  Tentatively, Donna licked on Donnie's lips.  I just watched 
while I alternated between finger fucking the both of them.  Their pussies 
were getting very wet.  Occasionally, I would raise my finger to my mouth and 
taste them.

    Their frenching was heating up so I slithered down between their legs and 
started first on Donna's fanny.  Licking it and biting it - spreading her 
cheeks and licking her asshole.  It had a down of fine dark hair surrounding 
it.  I poked my tongue into her anus and she screamed a bit but the sound was 
garbled as her sister's tongue was deep in her mouth.  I spread her legs 
further apart and nibbled on Donnie's cunt which was now sopping wet.  Both of 
the girls were grinding against each other.

    Abruptly I got up and dragged Donna down until her face was over her 
sister's blond haired pussy.  "French with her pussy, Donna."  I commanded and 
the young girl buried her face in her sister's loins.  Donnie cried out and I 
was off the end of the bed burying my face between the cheeks of Donna's ass, 
alternating between tongue fucking her cunt and asshole.  My cock had lost 
most of it's hardness but was still rubbery.  I was sure I could force it into 
them now if I wanted to but I was having too good a time reaming out Donna's 
tight little asshole.

    The room was filled with the sounds and smells of sex.  I was getting 
harder just listening.  I got to my feet and stroked myself a bit watching 
Donna devour Donnie's cunt.  Donnie was continually moaning and groaning, 
bucking against the bonds that held her arms above her head.  I leaned over 
and frenched with her.  Then told her that I'd had my tongue in her sister's 
asshole.  I laughed, got back on the bed and knelt over her head.  I reached 
behind me and pulled her by the hair until I could feel her face on my balls.  
"Lick my balls, Donnie."  Her tongue started to work on me.

    I leaned forward and dragged Donna up until her face was near my spongy 
cock.  "Suck it, Donna."  Now I had them both working on me and I was getting 
harder by the second.  It wouldn't be long now and I'd be fucking their brains 
out.  I glanced up at the crowd.  Dot and Dora were on their knees.  Jeremy 
was naked and both of the women were taking turns sucking his cock.  Dannie 
and Darlene had their hands down their pants, no doubt, fingering themselves.  
I was as hard as rock.  I yelled across the room, "Everyone, get naked."  Dot 
looked back at me and struggled to her feet.  Both the youngsters started 
taking off their clothes as Dora kept sucking on Jeremy's cock.

    I made my move and disengaged from the girls.  I arranged them so that 
Donnie's thighs were up around Donna's hips and waist, while Donna laid on top 
of her.  Thoughts of that last night in Jamaica floated through my head.  I 
spread their legs and crawled between them.  No doubt in my military mind that 
Donnie was the hotter of the two.  She'd been laying here for over an hour, 
damn near naked.  I'd fuck her sister first and poked my cock right between 
her dark haired cunt lips.  I grabbed her hips and started pounding.  Donna 
screamed out.  I kept fucking her as fast as I could.  She was so tight I 
thought I might have hurt her but then I heard her scream out, "Fuck me, 
Willy...faaaster.  I'mmmm cuming.  Aaaagh...Aaagh...Yeaaaa !"

    I couldn't believe how tight her cunt was and so sloppy wet with her cunt 
butter.  I slowed my thrusting a bit and reamed a finger into her asshole.  
She started bucking back at me and kept screaming out her orgasm.  I was 
hardly moving now and felt no urgency to blow my load.  I was thinking that 
this might just work.  When she stopped bucking back at me, I pulled out of 
her and buried my cock into her sister's gapping cunt, which was just a few 
inches from hers.  I laid down on top of her and fed more of my cock into 
Donnie's tight little pussy.

    When I buried as much as I could into her, I started raising and lowering 
my hips.  Donna was captured between us, I could feel her ass cheeks against 
my stomach.  I reached up and pulled the sash that bound Donnie to the bed, 
freeing her hands.  "Come on, Donnie.  Let's fuck, baby."  Her arms came 
around my neck and she tried to kiss me but with Donna between us she couldn't 
quite reach my face.  I lowered my face and licked her lips.  They were open 
and her breath was ragged.  She started sucking on my tongue, like it was a 
cock.  I was close and then they started cuming.  Both of them screaming and 
yelling out their release.  My first spurt was like a shot out of a cannon.  I 
blacked out.  When I became aware of my surroundings a few moments later, 
Donnie was still bucking against her sister and my cock which was buried in 
her tight twat.  I pulled out and shoved it into her sister's cunt and started 
pumping again.  I didn't think I would shoot again but just wanted to keep 
them both cuming at the same time.

    The room was filled with their screams of ecstasy and I slowing became 
aware that there were other sounds filling the room.  I pulled out of Donna 
and turned to find that Jeremy was on his back on the floor with Dot sitting 
astride him.  Dora sitting on his face.  I hopped off the bed, walked over and 
fed Dot my cock.  Soon mother and daughter were sharing me and I was getting 
hard again.  My cock was sore but it felt so good.

    Darlene, the youngest, was leaning back against the wall fingering the 
fuck out of her almost hairless cunt - her breasts hardly that - just small 
mounds on her chest with totally undeveloped areolae and nipples.  Dannie was 
just watching her mother and sister suck on my cock, both of her hands rubbing 
between her legs.  She had quite a growth of pubic hair, close to the color of 
Donna's - a dark brown.  Her breasts were also well developed, with bottle cap 
areolae and nipples that poked out from her breast meat.  I got harder and 
knew it was time.

    I pulled out of Dora's sucking lips and walked toward Dannie.  She glanced 
at my face and then back to my cock.  It had some life to it but would need a 
lot of work to get into her.  I pushed her to her knees and rubbed the head of 
my dick against her lips until she opened her mouth.  The spongy head of my 
dick was in her mouth and I started to get harder watching her suck more of my 
cock into her mouth.  I wrapped my hands in her hair and began to rock back 
and forth.  While not as experienced as her sisters or mother, I figured she'd 
had a cock in her mouth before; either that or she was a fast learner.  I was 
beyond caring.

    I picked her up by the armpits and guided her toward the bed.  Donnie and 
Donna were still lying on it and I motioned them off.  When both of us were on 
the bed I rolled her over on top of me and kissed her for a while.  My hands 
massaged her tight little ass cheeks and occasionally slid a finger down 
between her legs and fingered her.  I told her to get up on her knees and 
wrestled her into 69.  She immediately started gobbling my cock and I buried 
my tongue into her fur covered vagina.  She was real tight and tasted 
wonderful.  My tongue traveled to her clitoris and teased it; then started 
fucking in and out of her cunt.  I spread the cheeks of her butt and rubbed my 
nose against her puckered anus.  It was almost hairless, with just a few 
strands of short dark brown hair surrounding it.

    Her mouth was driving me crazy, just nibbling on the head of my cock.  I 
urged her to suck my cock but she continued to tease me with her lips and 
tongue.  Finally I reached down and forced my cock into her mouth with the 
help of my hand.  My hips started thrusting my dick in and out between her 
lips.  When I slid a finger into her asshole, she damn near bit my dick in 
half.  My cock lurched.  I got tremendously harder - hard enough to fuck her.  
I told her to bite me again and she did.  More blood rushed to my penis.  She 
kept biting me and I got harder.  She was alternating between sucking me like 
crazy and then biting my length.

    I figured that I was as hard as I was going to get and rolled her off of 
me.  I scrambled between her legs and lifted them to my shoulders.  I guided 
the head of my cock to her entrance and thrust my hips forward.  Her body 
tensed up, I could feel her legs tighten around my neck and shoulders but she 
didn't utter a sound.  I was in her and thrust again.  She was incredibly 
tight.  I started pumping in and out of her.  Dannie's arms came up around my 
neck and pulled me down on to her.  Now I was buried in her.  She was biting 
my neck and shoulders.  I bit her back and fucked her like a mad man.  I 
didn't figure I would cum.  I was just fucking her, to fuck her.

    I slid a hand between the cheeks of her ass and poked a finger into her 
anus.  She lurched up into me and bit me very hard on the neck.  She reached 
down and tried to reach my ass with her hands but her arms were much too 
short.  The first spank I received surprised me.  I yelped.  I looked back and 
saw both Dora and Donnie standing on each side of the bed.  The blows came one 
after another; each of the girls working on one of my ass cheeks.  I was 
fucking Dannie like crazy, trying to escape the pounding my ass was taking.  
The girls were holding nothing back and very soon my ass was sore and getting 
sorer.

    My orgasm started in my balls and slowly worked it's was to my penis.  It 
was throbbing and sore.  I kept pumping but it was mostly a dry orgasm.  I'd 
been fucked dry by Dot and her daughters in the last twenty-four hours.  The 
girls stopped spanking my ass when I slowed my pumping to an occasional thrust 
into their sister.  I was glad to roll off of Dannie and fell on to the floor.  
The last thing I remembered seeing was Jeremy climbing up onto the bed.  He 
had a very descent size hardon on poking out of his groin.  I wondered who he 
was going to fuck ?

                          ***** CHAPTER EIGHT *****

    When I woke it was dark.  I looked at my watch and found that it was 
evening again.  Jesus, I'd slept for almost twenty-four hours.  I felt weak 
when I got out of bed.  I couldn't remember ever getting into bed.  There was 
a small blood stain in the middle of the bed, a dark red, almost black.  I 
looked at my dick and found that parts of it were blood stained also but what 
really freaked me out, was the red and swollen parts of my cock where Dannie 
had bit me.  Then I remembered being spanked and felt my ass.  It was sore.

    I showered, fucked off shaving and wandered down to the kitchen.  All the 
women were there, fixing dinner.  I was told to go sit down.  We would eat in 
just a few minutes.  Jeremy was already at the table and looked like shit.  
His eyes were blood shot and it didn't look like he had slept all night.  He 
started laughing when he noticed me enter the dinning room.  He was stoned as 
fuck.  Dinner dragged and cleaning up afterward was a real chore.  Jeremy led 
me up stairs after the kitchen was cleaned and offered me a bong.  I begged 
off.

    When I entered my room Dora and Donnie were on my bed - going 69.  I 
watched for a bit but then wandered out into the hall.  No way !  There was no 
way I was going to have sex for a month - at least - Yea !  Right, Willy.  I 
finally crashed on a couch in the front room and slept until noon the next 
day.  I ate some lunch and went for a walk.  While wandering through the 
neighborhood, I decided that it was time to hit the road again.  Staying here 
had been a kick in the ass but I needed a little time to myself.  I wanted to 
start a farm and spend a little time contemplating my future.  I couldn't do 
that here with five horny women and just two guys.

    I didn't recognize the car that pulled up next to me.  The window came 
down a little and a voice called to me.  I didn't recognize the voice either 
but something made me step off the curb anyway.  Lucy was behind the wheel.

    "I hear you've been looking for me."  I immediately felt the aura of her 
presence.  I just nodded my head.  We stared at each other; neither of us 
saying a word.  I tried the door it was locked.  Lucy made no attempt to open 
it for me.  I squatted down and looked through the glass.  She just shook her 
head back and forth.  "I don't need your temptation, Willy.  My husband means 
the world to me."  I nodded my head as if I understood.  "No.  Willy.  You 
don't understand but I feel I owe you an explanation.  Tomorrow night.  I'll 
meet you at the library.  Eight o'clock sharp.  We'll have all night but it 
will be the last time I will ever see you.  No looking for me.  No following 
me.  Understand ?"  I nodded.  "Until tomorrow, then."  Her car pulled away 
from the curb and entered the sparse traffic.

     The next morning I was up early.  I ate a quick breakfast and walked down 
to the used car lot where I'd sold the sentra.  I spied what I wanted at the 
back of the lot.  It was a gray VW bus - an early seventies model.  I spent a 
long time looking it over and even took it for a test drive.  It ran ok.  
Nothing to write home about.  The inside was a wreck but I didn't care.  About 
an hour later I drove out of the lot.

    I drove down to SLC and visited a bunch of the places where Jeremy said he 
got the supplies for his farm.  When I headed back to Dot's, the back of the 
van was full of bags of volcanic and vermiculite medium, boxes of high 
intensity discharge lamps, fertilizer and all the other materials I would need 
to set up my farm.  I was back at Dot's by four but not before I drove up into 
the mountains East of Salt Lake and made reservations at a small bed and 
breakfast my wife and I had visited - when ?  Jesus !  It must have been 
fifteen years ago.  How time flies when you're havin' fun !

    I was packed and ready to leave in an hour and then went down to dinner.  
I found Dot in the kitchen and told her I was leaving.  She was disappointed 
but something in the way I looked must have told her there was no use arguing 
with me.  She just asked when ?  I told her "after dinner."  Everyone was 
quiet during dinner and afterwards the girls helped me clean up and joked and 
kidded with me.  Jeremy gave me a couple of ounces of his stuff and wished me 
luck with my farm.  At five minutes to eight I was sitting in the van in the 
library parking lot.

    I watched as Lucy walked out of the library at exactly eight o'clock and 
looked around the parking lot.  I fired up the van and drove up to the library 
stairs.  I gave the horn a light tap and found that it didn't work.  I rolled 
down the window and called to her.  I pushed the door open and called again.

    She thoroughly looked about the parking lot before finally moving toward 
the open door.  "I didn't know you had a van."  Lucy said.

    "There's a lot you don't know about me.  Hop in and let's get the show on 
the road.  Time's a wasting."

    "Where are you taking me ?"  Lucy asked as she stood next to the open 
door.  "I have to pick my husband up at seven o'clock."

    "Lucy, I'm a retired officer in the United States Air Force and a 
gentleman.  I won't take you anyplace you don't want to go."

    She was sitting in the van with the door still open when she said.  "Maybe 
this isn't such a good idea ?"

    I reached across her, accidentally rubbing my arm against her bust, and 
slammed the door shut.  "It's a great idea.  Fasten your seat belt."  I let 
out the clutch and off we went.  We drove in silence for a long time.

    We were half way to Salt Lake City when she spoke again.  "Where are we 
going ?"  I told her I knew a little place that would be perfect for what we 
had in mind.  She asked what we had in mind.

    "We're going to make mad, passionate love until our bodies are sore and 
then you're going to tell me why you won't run away with me and live happily 
ever after."  I laughed.  She was silent.  "Just joking."  I said.

    We parked in front of the bed and breakfast at about ten.  Neither of us 
had spoken since my comment about "mad, passionate love."  Not a good sign.  I 
wasn't sure I could behave myself with her in the same room.  We walked 
through the lobby and up to the room.  Once inside I went to the bathroom and 
brought out the bottle of wine I had cooling in a sink full of ice.  I started 
to uncork it and found her staring out the window.  There was still a lot of 
snow in the mountains and the view was perfect.  I poured two glasses and 
walked over to her.  I kissed her on the neck and reached around her to offer 
her a glass.

    We stood by the window and drank the wine, looking at the mountains that 
were off to the East.  She was wearing a dress that zipped down the back.  It 
was made of wool or something like that and was very thick.  I could hardly 
feel her beneath the dress, one of my hands was rubbing her shoulder the other 
holding my wine glass.

    I kissed her neck again and gave it a little bite.  "You gave me quite a 
hickey the other night, Lucy."  I whispered to her.

    She just nodded her head.  "I'm sorry.  I got carried away."  I laughed 
and pulled a joint out of my cigarette pack.  I stepped away from her, lit the 
joint and took a deep drag.  I reached around her and offered it.  She took a 
drag.  We shared the joint in silence and when she finished her wine, put her 
glass on the night stand.  She turned and put her arms up around my shoulders 
and gave me a kiss.  I kissed back and soon our tongues were dueling.

    When the kiss ended I asked her to explain why she couldn't run away with 
me.  "Not now.  I want to fuck you first.  I'm going to fuck your brains out, 
Willy Tamarack, like you've never been fucked before.  I don't even fuck my 
husband like I'm going to fuck you tonight, lover."

    I leaned over to put my wine glass on the night stand and she pushed me 
down on to the bed.  The wine glass fell to the floor.  I turned onto my back 
and looked up at her.  She had her hands behind her head, working the zipper 
down.  I just watched and soon she was stepping out of the dress.  She was 
wearing a white, lacy bra and matching panties.  The cups of the bra hardly 
held her large breasts and I could see her dark areolae through the lace.  Her 
luxuriant, dark black bush was nowhere near concealed by the small bikini 
panties she was wearing.  Pubic hair was escaping from all three sides of her 
crotch.

    I was getting hard as she reached behind her and unsnapped the bra.  She 
dropped it on the floor by her dress and the panties soon followed.  Her 
breasts were almost without sag - like ripe fruit, standing out on her chest.  
Her nipples were erect and stood out from her crinkly areolae at least half an 
inch, if not more.  Her bush was a jungle and covered most of the lower half 
of her stomach starting a couple of inches below her belly button.  I started 
to get up and she leaned over and pushed me back down on the bed.  She just 
stood there and let me look at her marvelous body.

    She climbed up on the bed with her knees on either side of my hips and put 
her arms on my shoulders.  "Would you like to suck them ?"  She asked.  I 
didn't answer; instead I raised my head and captured the right nipple between 
my lips.  I was soon alternating between her two magnificent tits.  She was 
grinding her crotch against my sore hardon which was still captured in my 
jeans.  She started to mash her breasts into my face and tease me with them, 
pulling them out of my mouth.  She was breathing rapidly through her nose.  A 
few more minutes of this and I'd be a wild man.  I was starting to buck my 
groin up into her crotch.

    Abruptly she took my arms and raised them above my head.  Her body 
followed and now she had her legs on my arms and my face was inches from her 
bush.  She reached down and pulled me by the hair until I could feel her pubic 
hair against my cheeks and mouth.  I licked her bush and quickly worked my 
tongue in between the lips of her vagina.  She let go of my hair and scooted 
up so that her cunt was smothering me.  My tongue wormed it's way inside her 
and started working around her cunt.  She smelled wonderful, freshly washed, 
and was very moist.  Soon she was wet and I continued to lap away at her 
pussy.  So intense was I, that I didn't become aware that she was making quite 
a racket as I ate her.

    "Ooooh...Yea, lover.  Lick me there again.  Lick my clit, Willy.  Ooooh !  
Yeees....riiight there."

    I was really giving her a workout and my tongue was getting tired.  My 
cheeks were covered with her cunt butter as she slid her pussy around all over 
my face.  Her orgasm didn't surprise me as she was humping my face with her 
crotch.  Every few moments her thighs would close around my head.

    "Oooooh....Goooood...I'mmm cuming.  Aaaghhhh !  Yeaaaaaa !"  Her orgasm 
lasted for a considerable time but it may have been the dope.  She finally 
rolled off me and curled up into a ball on the end of the bed.  My face was 
sopping wet.  I could still taste her on my lips.  My hardon had subsided very 
little and I quickly pulled my jeans down.  My boner bounced out of my 
underwear when I pulled them down my legs.  I looked down at her as I 
struggled to get my shoes off.  She was staring at my cock and then started to 
crawl toward it.  Before I had my shoes off, it was in her mouth and she was 
sucking it like crazy.  Her mouth was warm and wet - her lips so soft as they 
slid up and down my pole.  Her tongue painted my entire shaft and then started 
sucking me off again.  My hands were in her hair and I was feeding her every 
inch I had.  My pants were still around my legs but I was thrusting in and out 
of her mouth and then it was on me.

    I threw my head back and screamed out.  "Ooooh !  Jesus...Suck me, Lucy.  
I'mmmm gonna cuuuum."  The initial blast made my knees weak.  I dropped my 
hands to her shoulders to support myself.  Her mouth was like a vacuum, 
sucking everything I could pump into her.  Here comes another spurt.  I was 
shaking.  I couldn't control myself and kept pumping as my knees shook.  I 
fell to the bed but she kept her mouth attached to my dick, sucking the life 
out of me.

    She dropped to the floor on her knees and yanked my jeans off.  Her lips 
started the journey at my knees and worked their way up my thighs.  She 
ordered me to take my shirt off and I tried to comply as her mouth passed my 
cock and wormed her tongue into my belly button.  She was grinding her tits 
against my spent dick.  I kept struggling with my shirt.  Finally I was as 
naked as she was.  I pulled her off me and rolled her to her back.

    I started at her mouth and traced her lips with my tongue.  I took a long 
time as I needed the rest.  Her lips, her neck, her ears, under her arms and I 
finally reached her breasts.  Her nipples were partially erect and I worked on 
them until they were hard pebbles of flesh in my mouth.  I bit them.  I sucked 
them.  I licked them.  She was breathing hard when I left them and headed for 
her cunt.  I paused for a few moments at her navel but could hardly wait to 
reach the forest of hair that grew between her legs.

    I spread her vagina apart and licked and sucked every bit of skin I could 
get my tongue on.  Her clitoris was very large, like a slug, nestled in the 
folds of her vagina.  I attacked it from every angle and sucked and nibbled on 
it until she started to scream.  At the time, I had two fingers pumping in and 
out of her wet cunt and I kept them pumping as I sucked her clit into my mouth 
and teased it with my tongue.  Her hips were bucking up off the bed and I was 
having a hard time keeping my face plastered to her crotch.

    Her screaming and moaning and groaning were enough to start getting me 
hard again.  I kept clenching my ass to try to pump more blood to my penis.  
It was getting there but was still a ways from being any use.  I wanted to 
feel that warm mouth of hers sucking my cock again.  Just a few moments ago 
she had sucked me dry in an incredibly short time.  God !  She could suck 
cock.  I got to my feet and reached for her.  She was already starting to sit 
up.  I grabbed her long, dark hair and guided her face to my groin.  She 
gobbled my dick right up and began nibbling and sucking and licking.  My hips 
were pumping; my cock getting harder by the second.  I hardly felt the 
soreness I did the first time she blew me.

    I was hard enough to get in her and forced her down on the bed.  I raised 
her legs to my shoulders and fell forward on top of her.  Her hands came down 
and guided me into her.  She was like a volcano and immediately started 
squirming below me as I forced my cock as far into her as I could.  I started 
to pump my cock in and out of her.  Her arms were up around my shoulders.  She 
was pulling my face to hers and now we were kissing.  I started fucking her 
faster.  I felt no urgency to blow my load.  Her arms worked their way down my 
body until she was grasping my ass.  I was really giving it to her now.  I was 
up on my arms now.  Slap, slap, slap, slap.  Her tits were giggling around on 
her chest, her nipples erect on her large dark areolae.  Her hands dropped 
below me and now she was teasing my scrotum with her fingers.  I was starting 
to get there.

    Lucy was juicy.  I couldn't believe how wet she was but then I had eaten 
her for what seemed like an hour.  When she started scratching behind my 
balls, I lost it and my semen exploded into her womb.  She kept humping me 
well after I had stopped cuming and very soon my cock slipped from her vagina 
and hung between the cheeks of her ass.  I rolled off of her - totally spent.

                           ***** CHAPTER NINE *****

    "That was nice."  She said.  I was still panting.  One draw back to 
screwing around with younger people was that they very rarely got as tired as 
I did.  I was wiped out.  Lucy rolled over to me and started nibbling on my 
nipples.

    "I think I died and went to heaven."  I said.

    She laughed.  "The only place we'll go is hell, Willy.  A thousand Hail 
Mary's won't keep us out of the devil's workshop after the last hour or so."

    "Then marry me, Lucy."

    "I'm already married, Willy.  How many times do I have to tell you that ?"

    "I'm a slow learner."

    She slid off of me and perched up on her elbows.  I had a hard time 
keeping my eyes off of her breasts as they hung down to the bed.  She told me 
to look in her face as she talked.  I told her she wasn't talking and then she 
started telling me why she couldn't leave her husband.  It was a long story.

    Four years ago an oriental gang had set up shop close to their 
neighborhood.  The oriental gang was into drug sales and other nefarious 
activities.  At first there were no problems.  The two ethnic groups 
co-existed but as usually happens when young people walk around carrying guns, 
somebody shot somebody and now everyone had to prove their manhood by being as 
macho as they could be.

    Her boy friend was several years older than her.  He was the head of the  
Latino gang that dominated their neighborhood.  Lucy was spending the night 
with him at his apartment.  They were in bed making love when the door burst 
open.  Several orientals entered the apartment and were soon surrounding the 
bed.  As her lover started to get out of bed they shot him, about twenty 
times.  There was blood all over the place.  All over the bed, all over the 
walls and all over her.  The orientals told her to get dressed and spirited 
her away to another part of town.

    When they arrived at a rundown apartment complex, Lucy was sure that she 
was going to be raped and killed.  She was scared out of her mind with fear.  
They locked her in a closet after tying her up, gagging her and blindfolding 
her.  She spent three days in the closet.  No food - no bathroom - no water - 
no nothing.  On the third day they let her out and told her she had five 
minutes to clean herself up in the bathroom.  She was delirious and could 
hardly walk.

    It took her more like half an hour to clean herself.  Her clothes were a 
mess, soiled with her urine and excrement.  She asked for something to wear 
and they laughed and told her to come out of the bathroom naked.  She refused 
but they forced the door open and dragged her out into the front room.  There 
were five of them.  She tried to cover herself but after a few minutes, felt 
it was futile.  They stared and talked in a language she didn't understand.  
The leader asked her if she was hungry.  She was and told him so.  He told her 
to get to her knees and she could eat his dick.  She refused and within 
seconds was back in the closet.  He told her through the door that when she 
was hungry enough to suck his cock, she could eat.  She could hear them all 
laughing and then there was silence.

    Well, Lucy spent another three days in the closet.  By then her hunger 
pains were driving her crazy.  She pounded on the door for what seemed like an 
hour and was finally let out.  They made her clean up her mess in the closet 
and wash herself again.  She was dizzy even though they had allowed her a jug 
of water in the closet for the last three days.  The leader came into the room 
as she exited the bathroom.  He walked up close to her and asked her if she 
was hungry.  She just nodded her head and then he pushed her to her knees.  
She could see his hardness through his jeans and he soon had his cock pointing 
at her mouth.  She sucked him.  He came very quickly and then was replace by 
one of his lieutenants.  She blew all five of them and then ate like a pig.  
She spent the night in the closet but the next evening was trotted out to 
service another five.

    And so it went - night after night.  She'd get one meal a day and then 
suck or fuck whoever wanted to get sucked or fucked.  This went on for a 
couple of weeks.  They never really miss treated her.  Some of them got a 
little rough, fucking her, but then she was just glad to be alive - and after 
a while they tired of her.  Some nights she'd have to fuck only two or three.

    Then her rescue.  Word had gotten around the barrio that the woman of 
their dead leader was servicing the whole oriental gang.  It wasn't hard for 
them to figure out where she was being kept.  One of the elders of the gang - 
her present husband - came up with an idea on how to get her away from the 
oriental gang.  He disguised himself as a cleaning guy, snuck into the 
apartment complex, busted through the door with an automatic pistol and blew 
three of the gang members away.  The guy who was fucking her at the time broke 
for the window but didn't quite make it as her future husband blew him out 
into the street.

    Lucy was treated royally when she returned to the neighborhood.  No 
questions were asked and nothing was ever said about her time away.  Her 
rescuer escorted her to several parties to celebrate her return - one thing 
led to another and soon they were married.  Lucy told Willy that he was still 
a quite sexually active man and pleases her in every way.  He has a good job, 
is respected in the community and truly loves her.  She couldn't possibly 
leave him regardless of what Willy said he could offer her.

    I laid back, looked at the ceiling and thought about what I could offer 
Lucy.  After a short time, I came up with just about zero.  I was an aging 
stoner with cancer, without work, who just wandered about seeking pleasure - 
was stoned most of the time and if it wasn't for my retirement and the drug 
deal money, I would be destitute.  Although I didn't think about it much, I 
had no intention of changing any of that - in fact, was in the process of 
making it easier for me to lead the life of an aimless wanderer - an aimless 
pleasure seeker - just giving and taking pleasure where ever I could find it 
and neither giving nor asking anything in return.  I wasn't pleased with my 
self evaluation but at this point in my life, didn't think I wanted to change 
it much.  I just wanted to be left alone, to go my own way.  But a companion 
would make it that much better.

    Lucy shook my shoulder.  I looked into her eyes and then leaned over and 
kissed her.  She ended up on top of me and soon I could feel my penis start to 
fill with blood.  She could feel it too as she started to grind her stomach 
against it.  She reached between us and guided me into her as she got to her 
knees astride me.  I twisted her nipples between my fingers as she rode me.  
There was no urgency to either of our movements.  She was just rocking on me.  
I was hardly thrusting in and out of her.  Her breasts bounced on her chest.  
They were beautiful and reminded me of Connie's - oh ! - so many years ago.  
Her cunt was warm and wet and I slid in and out of her easily.  I pulled her 
down and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth.  She moaned and then started 
to ride me with more urgency.  I reached for her ass and wormed a finger into 
her anus.

    She threw her head back and increased her tempo.  I just watched her ride 
me.  Her cunt got tighter when I'd stuck my finger in her ass.  She was really 
moving on me now and I could tell that she was close to having an orgasm.  I 
started bucking up into her and with my free hand pulled her down on to me - 
really thrusting in and out of her cunt.  I could feel the squishiness of our 
previous coupling.  I wormed another finger into her ass and she screamed out 
her orgasm.

    "Ooooh !  Fuck me, Willy.....Faster...Faster, lover.  Ugggh !  I'mmmm 
cuuuming !  I'mmm cuuming !  Oooh !  God...Sooo...Gooood !"

    She finally came to rest on top of me.  We were both covered with sweat.  
I whispered sweet nothings in her ear.  She giggled.  I laughed.  I was still 
hard and would thrust up into her every few seconds.  I rolled her off of me 
and told her to get to her knees.  She was still giggling and finally 
presented me with her behind.  I knee walked to her and filled her in one 
thrust.  She started cuming again.  It was like I was starting over again.  
She felt so good.  I reamed a finger into her asshole and watched as she 
bucked back against my cock and finger.

    I never did cum again but I fucked Lucy until she told me to stop.  She 
said she was starting to get sore.  I laughed and she rolled away from me.  I 
lunged for her and we rolled around on the bed, both of us laughing.  We 
finished the rest of the wine and smoked a little more dope.  I told her 
stories about flying and surfing.  Before we knew it, my wrist watch alarm 
went off.  It was 0400.  We showered together and soon were on the road back 
to the library in Ogden.

    Very little was said on the way back to Ogden.  It was still very dark out 
and the freeway was just starting to fill with commuters.  When I pulled up in 
front of the library, the parking lot was empty except for Lucy's car.  She 
got out of the van and stood by the door.

    I leaned over and whispered, "Had a great time, Lucy.  Sure I can't talk 
you into going with me ? - Just joking."  I laughed softly.  Lucy started 
laughing with me as I closed the door to the van and then without looking 
back, drove out of the parking lot.

                             ***** EPILOGUE *****

    If Wayne Montana was a surfer, he'd be stoked.  His trip to Atlanta hit 
pay dirt.  While Tom's apartment yielded nothing; the manager told him that an 
older gentleman left about the same time and still hadn't returned.  The guy 
lived right next door to Tom.  Wayne got the manager to let him in.  Not much 
to go on other than a key to a locker at the bus station.  The locker turned 
out to be chocked full of marijuana - close to eight pounds.  Wayne got the 
guy's name from the manager - Willy Tamarack.  Things were heating up now.  He 
put out an APB for Willy Tamarack.  He'd have that son of a bitch in no time.

    The APB turned out to be worthless - no wants - no warrants but he did 
find out there was a Retired Major William B. Tamarack, U.S.A.F. living in 
Henderson, Nevada.  Shit, Wayne didn't even know where Henderson, Nevada was.  
He sent the air force a request for Tamarack's records.  Then just yesterday, 
after a month of waiting, he was sure he found the car that Tamarack used to 
escape with.  It had taken two weeks to plot all the flights he had taken on 
dead Tom's credit cards.  The trail ended in Kansas City and on the day the 
trail ended, a used sentra was bought for cash.  All he had to do is wait for 
the Sentra registration to turn up and he was on the trail again.

    An hour later, Wayne had his bubble burst.  His supervisor told him that 
it wasn't worth the time and money to go after this Willy Tamarack.  The guy 
was small potatoes.  They had other, more important cases.  As Wayne walked 
back to his office he said, "Fuck it !"  He was going to try and track the car 
down anyway.  Maybe he'd even drop by Henderson and pay Mr. Tamarack a visit 
when he traveled to San Francisco in a couple of months ?

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