Fogbound Encounter 7


By Katzmarek


Eliza sat on the cot in the spare room at the Smyths cottage. It hadnt taken her long to pack, shed arrived 
with very little. 


She realised she had no idea how the trains ran so she decided to wait for Mrs. Smyth. She had to thank her 
for their hospitality anyway.


At last the door to the stone cottage swung back and a puffing Mrs. Smyth arrived home. Eliza came out 
into the sitting room.


Alright my dear, Mrs. Smyth said to Eliza, what happened between you two. Your Kimi looks like hes 
just lost his favourite sheltie and hes swallowed his tongue. He really puts on a good sulk, doesnt he?


I I cant talk about it, Eliza said, Im leaving and


Aye, well it wont be today. Theres only one train and it leaves at midday.


Well, Ill leave tomorrow, then.


Hadnt youd better say goodbye to your little mechanic?


No I never want to see him again.


I see! You sit down, girl. Ill fix you a little toddy. It looks to me like you need a pick-me-up.


Mrs. Smyth went out to the kitchen and put some fresh milk on the stove. From a cupboard she took a clay 
jar and uncorked it. She took one sniff from it and poured a generous portion into the milk.


When the milk had heated she brought out a cup of the mixture for Eliza. 


Its sweet, commented Eliza,  and  oh its certainly warms you up. Whats in it?


Just a drop of mead. Itll calm you down.


Mrs. Smyths honey mead was rumoured, locally to have kept Jimmy Lauchlans Beardmore motorcycle 
running for days during a petrol shortage. Consequently within half an hour Eliza began to feel very 
relaxed indeed.


Some time later, she was dimly aware of voices. Somehow she was lying on a sofa with a rug over her, 
however she was having difficulty taking in her surroundings or making sense of anything.


An excess of ardour I gather, said the man.


Aye, she told me everything after the second toddy, said the woman.


Well, you can hardly blame the boy. Hes thought of nothing else for 9 months.


Thats no excuse! You need to knock some sense into the lad.


Aye. How much of that mead did you give her? She looks like shes been hit with a cobble.


A little too much, I fear. The English obviously cant hold a little liquor.


Well, well have to put a bit of meat on her bones. Especially if youre going to dose her with your 
medicinals again.


It was only for the melancholys.


Aye, well, Im feeling a little melancholy myself. Would you have any left in the jar?


On the 11th hour of the 11th month of 1918, representatives of the Allies signed the armistice with 
representatives of the German government. The news was telegraphed around the world. It arrived at 
Galston the next day.


Nothing much changed at the camp. It would be many months before repatriation could be arranged, 
however fraternising rules were immediately relaxed.


Although officially prisoners were not permitted to leave the camp without permission, in reality there was 
increased coming and going. Afterall there was nowhere for the prisoners to go, anyhow.


Eliza heard the news when she woke the next morning. Actually it was midday when she emerged from her 
cot in the spare room. Her packed bag lay discarded in the corner. She winced at the glaring sunlight.


Eliza love, youre looking poorly, said Mrs. Smyth,  would you care for some crispy bacon?


No, no! Eliza replied,  I need a glass of water.


You wouldnt have heard the news. The armistice has been signed, were at peace at last.


It took awhile for Eliza to absorb the news. Outside the villages and soldiers were already hanging red, 
white and blue buntings in preparation for a village party. The tavern was full of people and a lone piper 
was walking up and down the street playing pibroch.


The whole atmosphere, though was sombre. Too many people had lost loved ones and had suffered so 
much. In any case, everyone knew it was coming so it was a bit of an anti-climax. It would take a dram or 
two for the party to start.


Mrs. Smyth gave Eliza a cup of her hair of the dog. Eliza could taste Worcestershire sauce but little else. 
She was encouraged to knock it back without blinking.


Jock Smyth staggered in about mid-afternoon. His red face and loud voice indicated a detour at the tavern.


Jean, Eliza! I think its time for that bottle of malt, he announced, theres many that arent coming 
home.


I think youve done a bit of toasting already, said his wife,  I think wed better leave it until Elizas 
feeling a wee bit better. Whats going to happen with the Germans?


They stay where they are until we receive orders. I expect their people will come and get them when 
theyre ready. Theyre forming a Repatriation Commission, but Ill doubt theyll be too quick about it. Its 
only an armistice, you see Jock Smyth explained, I understand theyre going to meet in France sometime 
next year to sign the peace treaty.


Lets hope they dont take too long about it.


Aye, well. The French will drive a hard bargain. Of that you can be sure.


That night, there was a reduced guard at the camp. Only two in fact, and they were not happy. A simple 
church service was held in remembrance of the dead and anyone with any uniform left put it on. Kimi 
pulled out his cap, still with the legend, S.M.K.L.D in faded gold lettering. He tacked on his tattered 
airship badge onto his Government Issue POW jacket.


A U-boat man by the name of Obergefreiter Herman Schoemann produced a German Naval Ensign from 
somewhere and sometime during the night it miraculously replaced the Union Flag on the camp flagpole. It 
remained up there for two days until ordered taken down by Colonel Monroe. Otherwise the Germans were 
left alone while the victorious allies celebrated.


Jock Smyth came into the camp the next day. He sat next to a dejected Kimi sitting on the steps of his 
barracks. 


I hear youre a very passionate man, young Kimi, he said.


Blushing, Kimi replied, 


She told you?


Aye, at least she told Mrs. Smyth. You made her very unhappy.


When did she go? Kimi asked.


Who told you she left?


Ymean shes still here? Kimi said, getting up.


Sit down! I think you and me need a little chat about your future.


Jock began by giving his paternal advice on how to treat a lady.


Theres nothing wrong with a bit of fire in the belly, he told him, but, for crying out loud, have you 
never courted a lass, Kimi?


Kimi hung his head.


Aye, well, theres a few things you need to learn, my boy.


Jock also told him about his visit with Colonel Monroe.


The Colonel will have to see General Archibald himself, but I understand the General owes a few favours 
to old Andy. Something going back to Alexandria in 1882 when they were both posted there to protect the 
Khedive. You know its a very immoral place for foreigners, Egypt the WO told him, smiling.


The next day, Kimi made his familiar way from the camp to the village. This time, however he was on a 
different assignment.


As he approached the Smyths stone cottage with apprehension. Jock appeared at the door and directed him 
down the path to the back. Mrs. Smyth and Eliza were hanging out washing.


Why dont you two go for a walk, said Mrs. Smyth casually, Eliza, you can show him the cottage.


Head down, Eliza walked up to Kimi and wordlessly they set off up the path.


Eliza, Kimi said, breaking the silence, Im sorry for for


Im sorry too, Eliza replied in a small voice.


Kimi held out his hand and with a shy smile, Eliza accepted it. Together they strolled towards the village.


Where are we going? Kimi asked.


For a walk somewhere, Eliza answered cryptically.


Oh.


After a while they came to a stone cottage, not unlike the Smyths. The front yard was overgrown and Kimi 
thought it hadnt been lived in for some time. Eliza pulled Kimi towards the gate and opened it.


Do you like it? she asked.


Sure, said Kimi puzzled.


Really?


Yes, really, Kimi replied, still puzzled.


Would you like to live here? Eliza asked.


I dont know, he replied, I havent seen the inside.


Ill show you. I have the key.


The entrance opened out into a sitting room. It was simply furnished with a settee and two rocking chairs, a 
polished mahogany bureau was against one wall. The place had been recently cleaned and dusted, Kimi 
noted.


Kimis eye was drawn to a landscape painting set above the hearth. The scene was familiar but he couldnt 
quite place it.


Do you like the picture? Eliza asked.


Yes its vaguely familiar. Whos the artist?


Kimi walked up to it and squinted at the artists signature.


Its one of Bruno Lodys, he exclaimed, where did you get it.


Bruno painted it for us, Eliza said, embarrassed, do you know where it is?


Its the Baltic, Kimi said excitedly, Danzig thats the pier! With the boathouse down to the left! I used 
to go there for my summers. Bruno painted it for us, why?


Mr. Smyth suggested he do one for us, Kimi. To remind you of home We thought that if you 
decide to stay here, of course I meanAre you going to stay, Kimi?


I dont know I want to if But theyll want to ship me back to Germany, wont they? When theyve 
signed the treaty? Eliza, he said, dropping his voice and octave, whats going on? What have you and 
Jock been plotting?


Eliza rapidly acquainted Kimi with the entire goings on over the last few days. Of General Archibald and 
Colonel Monroe, the favours called in and of Warrant Officer Jock Smyth. Kimis head spun and he asked 
Eliza to slow down.


Ok, Eliza said, gathering herself, Technically you are still in the German Navy. While you are in the 
Navy you must be returned to Germany where you will be discharged from service. General Archibald has 
secured an early discharge for you on compassionate grounds, Apparently your Aunt is near death and you 
want to be with her in her final moments.


She is? I do?


Not really. Thats just a story they made up. The Home Office agreed to offer you temporary residency so 
you can see your Aunt. Were just waiting for the letter.


But Eliza. When they find out my Aunt is fit and well, wont they be displeased, and deport me.


That depends on if you still want to marry me? That would give you a permanent right to stay, under the 
law.


Marry? But


Do you?


Yes but what about you?


You havent asked me not officially.


Oh.


Eliza closed the distance towards Kimi and put her arms around him. Kimi bent down and kissed her.


Well? Eliza asked.


Um ok will you have me as a husband?


Have you got a ring?


No.


Then youd better get one or Ill wont take you seriously.


Ok Ill just


Not yet, Kimi I havent shown you the rest of the cottage.


Eliza led a stunned Kimi through the cottage. He showed him the kitchen, laundry and spare room, all 
freshly cleaned and scrubbed. Eventually they found themselves in the master bedroom.


And this will be our room, Eliza led the commentary, I mean the bedroom. Where well sleep, she 
said shyly. 


Eliza sat down on the canopied double bed. It had been made with fresh linen and a candlewick bedspread. 
She bounced up and down on it, if testing it.


Doesnt squeak, she announced,  at least with one.


Kimi sat down beside her and copied her movements.


See? she said.


Lets try it for size, shall we? Kimi suggested. Eliza stretched out on the bed and Kimi lay beside her.


It should do nicely, dont you think? Eliza asked.


I think so, said Kimi rolling towards her. Eliza? Im sorry for the other day. I just got carried away. I 
do love you.


Im sorry too, she answered,  I I guess I got a bit frightened you know, Im still a I mean 
Ive never done


And Im experienced? Kimi responded.


Are you? Kimi shook his head.


Shall we try again? Eliza asked. 


In response Kimi leaned in and kissed her. Eliza put her arms around him and pulled him into her.
Eliza needed no persuasion to admit Kimis tongue, as their kissing grew hotter. They ran their hands up 
and down each others backs in gentle caresses. Eventually Kimi said,


We can get under the covers if you want I mean theres no fire its chill in here.


To Kimis surprise, Eliza agreed. She sat up and hoisted her sweater over her head. Demurely she began to 
undo her long skirt.


You will be careful, Kimi please? she said.


Of course Ive learnt my lesson really!


Kimi watched Eliza take off her skirt before shedding his own jersey. Soon he had stripped to his long 
johns and snuggled under the bedspread next to Eliza. Hesitatingly they resumed kissing.


After a while Kimis hand began to roam around Elizas front. In response she slipped her hands under his 
shirt and onto his skin.


Be careful with the buttons, she whispered to him.


At that, Kimi carefully undid the buttons of Elizas shirt, this time all the way to the waist. Gently he 
stroked her little breasts with their swelling nipples. Their breathing grew faster.


Kimi pulled off his own shirt and together they stroked each others chest.


Youve got nice muscles, she breathed, nice and hard. Do they feel the same when I touch them? she 
said, touching his nipples.


The same as what?


Well mine all tingly.


Kind of I guess. How does this make you feel, he said, pulling on her stiffening nipples.


Oh very nice very, very nice. Kimi you can put your hand down between my legs if you want. 
Just dont grab me yes gentle.


Kimi reached down and stroked her pussy through her bloomers. Eliza opened her legs for Kimi to gain 
access.


Its warm and damp, he said.


Oh Kimi just right like that, said Eliza, panting.


Boldly, Eliza placed her hand over Kimis erection. The warm pipe seemed to swell in her hand. Slowly 
she began to undo his fly buttons.


Mrs. Smyth suggested I do this to calm you down she said, Eliza whispered, she said 
otherwise I wont fit into my wedding dress.


What did she oh I get it she means you couldget


Exactly! Eliza chuckled, oh its smooth  and funny, she said freeing Kimis cock.


Slowly Eliza began to stroke Kimis cock.


Is this right? Kimi nodded, good tell mewhen you yknow.


Ok.


It opens in the front too, she said, thats if you want to.


Kimi undid the buttons of Elizas bloomers. He carefully inserted his hand. He looked into her eyes as he 
felt around her pussy hair. He carefully watched her reaction as he sought out her pleasure centres. She 
gave a start when Kimi ran a finger along her slit.


Sorry.


No, its alright keep doing that I like it. Just not so hard.


Kimi continued to follow her lead as she continued her manipulation of his cock. 


She gave a jerk and gripped his erection.


Ouch Kimi yelped.


Sorry I Oh Kimi oh uh Kim keep going fast oh


Eliza started to thrust herself forward onto Kimis hand, panting and gasping. With a growl she grabbed 
Kimis hand and ground herself against it in a series of spasms.


Oh sorry oh I couldnt hold she panted, oh so good better than my


Your what? asked Kimi.


Dont ask she panted, smiling.


After shed calmed down from her orgasm, Eliza said,


You didnt finish?


No! I guess thats means Im going to have to get you pregnant, Kimi joked.


No! replied Eliza, laughing, dont you dare! Here she resumed her ministrations. Too awkward 
why dont you sit on me up here? she suggested.


Eliza made Kimi sit on top of her so his cock was over her chest. She pulled her shirt apart, exposing her 
breasts. That way she could reach him with her hand easier. She resumed stroking him.


Kimi looked at her little tits with the big nipples, wobbling below him. Just under him her bloomers were 
open, exposing her black thatch of pussy hair and glistening slit. It wasnt long before his penis attained its 
fully erect state.


Grip harder faster he instructed as Eliza jerked him. He watched the sexy sight of his future wife 
under him, her pretty face, now serious, as she bent to the task at hand.


Never seen one before, she giggled, not like this. Does it squirt much?


Youre going to find out soon eeaarg Kimi grunted as his cock pumped his white juice 
over Elizas chest, face and hair. Eliza continued to rub until Kimi stopped her.


Thats enough stop sorry its all over you.


So it is I didnt think you had so much ugh, its in my hair, she said wiping her face.


After a while they lay together in the afterglow.


I hope you have some more left, Eliza said.


More of what?


Your stuff.


What for, Kimi asked.


For our wedding night, you twit, said Eliza, laughing.




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