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As Hondo drove away, he held himself back until he got out the gate before tearing back to the hanger. He took it a bit easier than before, but not as easy as he usually did, as he felt this burning anger inside of his he could not squelch. He quickly made it back, taking ten minutes instead of seven this time, not feeling any better than when he had left, though his thoughts had changed since he knew Val was alright and Kiah not seriously injured. He did not honestly know what to think still, though, and he had half forgotten about what awaited him back here. His mind was too tired to process most any of it tonight.
 
As he pulled up and shut the engine off, Sargent Major Ellis approached him again, before he even got out, and stood waiting beside the vehicle. Hondo gave him a side long glance before stepping out and heading to the hanger.
 
“Everything alright at your camp?” He asked, as he walked alongside him.
 
“Yeah, it’s fine, just had to take care of a couple things.” He replied flatly, not stopping to talk.
 
“I noticed that woman is not with you. Did she stay at the camp?” He asked.
 
Hondo stopped and turned towards him, “What’s with the 20 question’s Ellis?! You don’t trust me? Have somethin’ against me? Think I’m not doin’ my job good enough?!?”
 
Ellis took a step back, surprised at his snarling tone, “No sir! I.. I just felt that something was off tonight and you seem bothered, I thought maybe…”
 
“That I needed to talk? I Don’t! I just need left alone for right now, to handle my own problems! If there is trouble, you come find me, otherwise, mind your own damn business.” He growled, before continuing on.  
 
Ellis frowned at the reply but stopped following him and allowed him to go inside alone. Something had happened, he knew it, as though he did not know the man personally he knew him by reputation, and something had happened to shake him.  
 
Once inside, Hondo glanced around the hanger as he stood inside the door. No one seemed to be around and no sounds were made, other than the sound of light rain against the tin covered structure. As he listened to it for a moment he looked down and realized that not only was he still in his good clothes, but he was also soaked to the bone and feeling a bit cold. He walked to the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. As he waited for the coffee to brew he pulled off his vest and hung it over a chair, glad that he had left his nice coat on the couch earlier. He then took off his shirt and laid it over his vest, leaving on his hat, bandana, pants and boots for now, but was bare chested. No one was around so it did not matter, but even if they had been he was not sure he would have cared at this moment. It was at least a bit warmer and definitely drier without the damp shirt and vest on.  
 
Once the coffee was brewed he poured a cup about ¾ full and pulled out a bottle of whiskey he had hidden. It was new and unopened, though he had drunk one bottle from the same batch before then, that he had bought in center town, and knew it was harsh. It tasted 100 proof or better and was much more suited for maintaining a buzz or mixing with coffee than for sipping on, so he broke the wax seal, popped the cork, and filled the remainder of his coffee cup with the harsh, amber liquid. He knew he needed to be careful as if he got too buzzed his tired system might just shut down on him, but hopefully mixing it with caffeine would negate some of that. He sat down on one of the stools and took a deep pull from the cup, sighing contentedly as the warm liquid flowed into his body. The hot coffee and whiskey mixed warmed and relaxed him a bit, but merely put a dent into the anger, stress, and frustration he felt.
 
As the liquids hit him, his stomach growled at him a bit and gave off an unsettled feeling. It reminded him that he had not eaten in a while and that the bio-energy that Fernando had hit him with was wearing off, causing his shutting down system to rear its head again. He fished in his pocket for a small metal vial and pulled it out, unscrewing the cap and pouting out a small yellow and larger white pill into his hand, one made to settle and numb his insides so he could eat and the other to give him energy. He stared at them for a moment before pouring out two more, putting back the second stomach pill, keeping out one stomach pill and two energy pills. The doctor had said only one energy pill at a time and allow three to four hours between them, but he had a general disdain for most doctors anyway and tended to do as he saw fit, despite their orders or warnings. He popped the pills into his mouth and washed them down with some of his coffee and whiskey mixture. He sat there a couple minutes more before feeling his insides start to settle out, and once he felt a bit better he grabbed the two sandwiches from the fridge and quickly ate both while polishing off that cup of coffee and one other.  
 
Once done he refilled his coffee and whiskey mixture, grabbed his wet clothes and headed upstairs to change. He had completely forgotten about Melissa and Nova waiting there for his return, and had not even thought about how he would let them down easily without offending them. In his time most women would be alright with being told no, but also most women would not offer themselves up like this. The harsh, yet freer realities of this time coupled with the number of women outnumbering men left a different attitude in these women, though, to the point they did not understand him turning them down, as most men did not subscribe to such things as loyalty to one woman only. Unless you were a sex kitten, women staying loyal to one man only was normal, but that man often had several women, even if they did not all live with him. Though this was considered so normal to most that most did not even talk about it, he was only beginning to understand it.  
 
As he walked up to the door to his room, and opened it, the sight of the three wessen women jarred his memory back to what happened before he left. They stared at him wide eyed as he entered, though he did not register why at first. Molly was limping out of the bathroom, wearing the blue robe Hondo had given to her, while holding her side a bit with her good arm as her injured arm rested in a sling. Melissa sat on the bed, her short silky robe open, showing almost everything, except that which was barely obscured by the black lace panty and camisole lingerie she wore. Nova sat in the chair, under a blanket half asleep, but waking at his entering and joined in staring at him, along with the other two.
 
“What’s with the looks?” Hondo asked, scowling a bit.
 
“Just.. just surprised, my love.” Molly said hesitantly, unsure of his mood at this point.
 
“At what?” He asked a bit sharply.
 
“Well, … we.. we talked after you left and Molly thought you were going to kick us out, not take us up on our offer.” Melissa answered to which Nova nodded in agreement.
 
“Take you up on your offer? I don’t under.. oh.” He paused, as he realized he was shirtless and how that could be interpreted.
 
“You did take your shirt off for us, right?” Melissa asked hesitantly.
 
He shook his head, “No, I actually took it off because I was soaked from the rain.”
 
“How was Valentine? Did she apologize?” Molly asked, quickly changing the subject and hoping things went well.
 
Hondo sighed and closed his eyes, “I’d rather not talk about it.”
 
“She’s alright, though, right? And that Kiah who stopped her?” Molly asked worriedly, hoping Valentine was alright for his sake.
 
“Yeah she’s unhurt an’ Kiah just had a small flesh wound. Nothin’ major, but… I really can’t talk about it right now!” He said growling a bit.
 
Molly sighed, “Sorry… I didn’t mean to push.”
 
Hondo shook his head, “It’s not your fault, Darlin’… I’m just frustrated an’ angry right now.”
 
“You have a lot of stress on you. Sorry I can’t help lift it.” Molly replied softly.
 
“So.. Since you didn’t take your shirt off for us and are having a bad night do.. do you want us to go, then?” Melissa asked glumly.
 
“You said we could talk about it, at least, right?” Molly asked as she gingerly sat down on her side of the bed.
 
“I’m not really in the mood to talk...” Hondo said as he threw his wet shirt and vest on the floor.
 
“We can leave then.” Melissa said quietly as she stood up and started to the door.
 
Hondo shut the door and stood in front of it as he started kicked off his boots and undid his gun belt.
 
“I didn’t finish… I’m not really in the mood to talk, but I could #$@! all three of your brains out right now, though I’ll have to do only two of you as Molly needs to heal still.” He said with a bit of a growl in his voice.
 
This growl was different, though there was still some anger in it, it was not of pure anger like before but one of anger, passion, and dominance. He had a fire burning in him and though he knew it would only help a little, #$@!ing these two willing women seemed like a good idea all of a sudden, where as before he had only thought about how to let them down easy while telling them he was not interested.
 
This change in attitude surprised all three of them.
 
“Are.. are you sure, my love?” Molly asked, surprised at his reply.
 
“If you are fine with it, I need it right now, an’ I can’t be gentle enough not to hurt you.” He replied quickly.
 
She nodded, “I’m fine with it! I.. I want to watch, to understand, to know how I’ll feel… Ladies?”
 
Melissa nodded, “I want it and rough is fine. Nova, she.. she’s never had it before so please be gentler with her, but as long as you don’t beat me up or cut me, which I don’t think you would ever do, I’ll take a pounding from you anytime!”
 
“Be careful what you wish for, Sargent… You help me work of some frustration an’ I’ll be as gentle as I can with Nova.” He said, a deep commanding, growling tone to his voice still.
 
Melissa nodded, “Y.yes sir!”
 
He started to undo his belt but Melissa rushed up to him and dropped to her knees as she grabbed his hands.
 
“Let me do that and.. and sit and I’ll pull your socks off.” She said quickly, as she looked up into his eyes.
 
He did not argue but went over and sat at the edge of the bed, letting her unbuckle his belt and then unbutton and unzip his jeans before she dropped down and pulled off his socks and threw them with his other laundry, never taking her eyes from his, unless she had to. As he stood up, once again, she pulled his pants down, and her eyes widened at the sight of the bulge in his boxers.
 
“You are a big man, bigger than I had thought!” She said as she reached out to put her hand on the bulge, but was stopped as he grabbed her hand.
 
“Not yet.” He said as he pulled her up by the hand he grasped.
 
“You have to see it to understand just how big he is!” Molly said, as she slid back on the bed and leaned against the headboard.
 
“I want to, but he stopped me!” Melissa wined.
 
“You don’t get to see that until you have on less clothes than I do.” He growled at her.
 
“Oh, I didn’t know that was a rule, master… Do you mind me calling you master, instead of Hondo?” She asked seductively, almost purring as she rubbed up against him.
 
“It’s a rule now, an’ master is to my likin’, as long as it’s only in here, like this… Before we start you better tell me a safe word, if you want one.” He replied firmly as he let go of her hand.
 
She slipped her panties down her firm, strong, sexy legs in a sultry way, as she stared into his eyes and bit her lower lip. She stepped out of them, picked them up daintily, and hung them on the bedpost, giving him a sultry grin and letting a purring sound escape from her lips. She then thrust her breast slowly forward and arched her back as she slid off the silky robe she had on. She started to hang it up but he reached out for it so she handed it to him without question.  
 
“I don’t think I’ll need one, but zebra sounds like a good one, if it makes you feel better…. You can call me slave if you want to, master.” She said as she slipped the camisole over her head slowly, making sure to stick her chest out at him and give him a good showing of her firm, round, B cup globes.
 
“Slave it is, then. An’ zebra works, though that is for your benefit, not mine.” He said before turning to Nova, who sat there wide eyed, “You! What do I call you?”
 
Nova looked between him and Melissa with a flustered look.
 
“I .. uhm, I.. I don’t know.” She said quietly and nervously.
 
“Girl.. I’ll just call you that.” He said.
 
“Uhm, y.yes sir.” She  replied quietly.
 
“Call him Master!” Melissa scolded.
 
“Hey! Speak when you’re spoken to, slave!” He growled back, to which she lowered her head as if she was ashamed for speaking out of turn, but the grin on her face said she liked it.
 
Hondo tossed the silk robe to Nova, “Here, girl… wear this. Everthin’ else can come off.”
 
“J.just this? .. Out here? .. Now??” She asked timidly.
 
“Yes, NOW! .. an’ go sid at the end of the bed by Molly. I want to be able to see you an’ since you’re a virgin an’ want me to take it, you are gonna take some mental notes, alright?” HE said firmly.
 
“Y.y.yes s.sir, I mean, master.” She said timidly as she walked over to the opposite side of the bed.
 
Hondo pulled Melissa against him and grabbed her firm ass, roughly squeezing one of her muscular ass-cheeks as he held her against him. She nuzzled into his chest as they stood there, watching Nova, which made the poor mouse woman even more nervous.  
 
Nova blushed and looked down at the floor as she slipped out of her panties, and clutched the shirt of his she still wore closed around her. She looked up at them then back down as she tried to slip one arm out then cover her breasts with it before taking it off all the way. Once it was off, she quickly, and awkwardly slipped the silk robe and clutched it shut around her and she squeezed her thighs tightly together to try to hide her womanhood.  
 
“No Hiding yourself, girl. Let’s see what you have.” HE said gruffly.
 
She trembled as she looked up at him with a look that begged him to let her hide herself in her embarrassment but the look he gave her in return said he was unrelenting. She swallowed hard and looked down again as she opened the robe slowly and showed them her body.
 
“Look me in the eyes, girl!” He barked.
 
She looked up at him quickly, and trembled a bit more as she exposed herself to this stranger, who to her had been more myth and legend that real until now. He looked her up and down, from her long lean legs, to wider hips, to flat belly and shorter torso, and her soft, tear-drop shaped D breasts, firm, larger dark nipples, small, long neck. Mellissa was built like a sexy little tank, where Nova was built more like a long, curvy show-girl, but both of them turned him on.
 
Normally he would have felt guilty for entertaining such an idea, but it there was a tinge of guilt over this, he did not feel it at the moment, and whatever doubt he had, he would deal with later. His mind was too tired and angry to think, and the adrenaline that the anger, stress and frustration had pushed into his system still flowed in his veins, and the energy pills were starting to kick in and almost make him jittery, all combining to drive his libido through the roof at the moment and care about little else other than #$@!ing until he found some relief.
 
“ You have a good body, an’ should be proud of it.” He said mater of fact like.
 
“Thank you, master” She said timidly, as the blush in her cheeks only increased at his compliments and the way he looked hungrily at her features.
 
 “Now if you really want me to take you after I am done with my slave here, then you need to be more comfortable showin’ that body, so sit down at Molly’s feet, keep that robe open, take notes, an’ I want to see you playin’ with yourself to get loosened up, you got that?” He commanded more than asked.
 
She nodded and set down on the bed and turned to face them, though it took her a moment to find a comfortable position, as she tried not to expose her womanhood, but ended up having to sit with her legs spread, and her lady-parts exposed.
 
As she settled in and awkwardly started to play with herself, Molly untired her robe with her one good hand and opened it to reveal her naked body. She started playing with her ample c cups as she anticipated the show, though she winced once or twice from moving wrong and causing the pain in her side to flare up again. She was improving and faster than she thought she would, thanks to Fernando’s pill she took, though her side, one breast, and stomach had visible bruising still, visible now to all those in the room.
 
 Truth be told, had it not been for the pill Fernando gave her, she very likely would have died from internal bleeding, though she did not know it. Even Fernando did not know, as she had done her best to hide the pain she was feeling inside at the time. Had it been just the arm and some bruising she would have been almost as good as new now, but because of the damage, it would take another day to get her on her feet.
 
Hondo saw the bruising and grit his teeth angrily, the sight of it only making his blood boil more. He looked away, as he knew he had to tone his anger down. He planned to #$@! it away If possible, but he feared if he let it go out of control, at this rate, he might accidentally hurt one of the two women, and he could not accept that happening.
 
He looked back down at  Melissa after a moment and reached his free hand down between her legs and almost roughly grabbed her pussy and slipped one off his large fingers inside.
 
“Ohh!” She let off a slightly surprised squeak as he did, but once the surprise was over she started to purr as she looked up at him with a grin.
 
“Oh, master... Command me and I will do your bidding.” She growled in a sultry manner.
 
“Wet already? You’re a horny little slave! … bend over the end of the bed.” He said
 
“You sure you don’t want me to suck on your big, cock, master, she said as she ran her hand gently over the bulge in his boxers.
 
He grabbed her hand and half wrenched it behind her back as he pushed her, causing her to stumble and half fall onto her belly at the end of the bed.
 
“Slave’s don’t question their’ masters, they do as they are told!” He growled back.
 
Mellissa squeaked again, then started to purr louder as he help her arm behind her still and pushed her into the bed.
 
“M.my apologies master! I deserved to be punished for being such a bold, brazen hussy, master. Please punish me! MMMPHH!” She begged sultry like until her words were stopped by her own panties being shoved into her mouth.  
 
“Slaved do, slaves don’t talk! … hard to get good, quiet slaves these days.” He muttered as he slapped her ass hard with his free hand, eliciting a muffled squeak and a moan tron Melissa’s panty stuffed mouth.
 
Molly frowned, as she moved her hand down from her breasts to her pussy, where she started slowly rubbing her clit.  
 
“Damn! … I wanted to play bad slave and the master with you, first!” she whined.
 
“Heal an’ you’ll have your turn to eat your own panties when you mouth off too.” He said, giving her an almost evil grin.
 
She giggled and moaned softly, before drawing a sharp breath from moving wrong again and causing a stabbing pain. “Ohhh… Gahrrr! .. damn!”  
 
“You alright, darlin’?” he asked, genuinely worried.
 
She took a couple slow breaths and nodded, “… I.. I’m fine, my love… just moved wrong is all.”
 
“You need me to take this elsewhere?” HE asked.
 
She quickly shook her head, “No, please… I.. I want to watch… I just have to be careful how I move and.. and I probably shouldn’t make myself orgasm, though that will be hard as you already have me so wet and horny, just watching you.”
 
Nova nodded, her eyes wide as she had been watching them, and her one hand just clutching her breast as if she could not watch and masturbate at the same time, as her brain could not process it all at the same time.
 
Hondo just nodded and slipped his boxers down to his ankles and stepped out of them, though he still had on his hat and bandanna.  
“Oh my god!” Nova whispered as her eyes got wider, though it was hard to believe and her hand squeezed her breast tightly as she gawked at his member.
 
“ PLthh! … Wha..?! What is it?!!” Melissa asked, after spitting out her panties, sounding a bit worried as she never hear Nova sound like that before.
 
Hondo slapped her on the ass, “Quiet, slave!”
 
“H.h.h.his dick is #$@!ing huge!” Nova whispered emphatically as she stared at it.
 
“No fair! I want to see!.. YIPE! … Mmmph!!” Melissa exclaimed as Hondo smacked her ass again, and shoved the panties more fully into her mouth.
 
“I finally understand gag balls, now.” He said grumpily.  
 
Molly giggled at their reactions and then groaned slightly as her giggling had over done it a bit, but she still could not help but grin at Nova’s surprise and Hondo’s master act.
 
His attitude was only partially an act, though, as he was not in the mood to play around like they were right now. His insides boiled, his muscles were tense, and his mind a jumble of thoughts, but the willing slave and wet pussy in front of him seemed to offer some salvation from the noise in his head and body and in that, he narrowed his goals and focus to that end.
 
His dick was only about half mast and as he rubbed it, shook it, and slapped it against Melissa’s small, firm ass, Nova could not take her eyes off of it. As if acting on instinct, her other hand slid between her legs as she watched with rapt interest. Being in the army left little in the way of privacy, so she had seen penises before, though she usually tried to shower at off times alone or when it was mainly other women and even tried to hide her body from them, so it had not helped her be less shy, though it had afforded her a visual knowledge of the male anatomy. But this one was not like she expected nor like the others she had seen and the thought of something that size going into her body sacred and elated her at the same time.
 
As he held Melissa down and teased her womanhood, he noticed, for the first time, the scar that sat at the base of her spine and barely into the top of her firm ass crack. IT took him a moment but he soon realized it was where her tail would have been. She had told him about her former captain having it forcefully removed, as a punishment, but though it made him angry at the time he had forgotten about it until now. He was angry enough, but it made him a bit angrier, as he thought of what she and other like her had gone through because of assholes who saw them as lesser beings. Normally it would have made him want to hold her softly, and try to take some of the pain away that she must still feel inside, but the blind rage he was holding inside made him unable to feel soft feelings at the moment, and all the realization of it made him feel, was feeling like #$@!ing her hard and as soon as possible.
 
Once his member was fully hard, Hondo took it in hand, still holding Melissa’s arm behind her back and pressing her into the bed with the other, and rubbed the head of his member against her pussy, getting her natural lube to cover it as much as possible. After he felt it was wet enough he pressed it against her vaginal opening, and she tensed before the head was even inside her.
 
“You better relax, slave, or this will hurt!” He growled.
 
“Mmmph?” Melissa questioned through her panty stuffed mouth as she looked up at Molly.
 
“Trust me, you want to relax.” Molly said as she removed her hand from between her legs and made a ‘c’ shape with her hand, as if she was holding a beer bottle to try to indicate his size to her.
 
“MMMMPH!!!” Melissa tried to shout through the panties as she shook her head quickly.
 
Molly only grinned and nodded.
 
Molly’s grin got wider and took on an almost evil look as Melissa’s eyes got wider and her face got redder as Hondo pushed his member into her, stretching out her pussy and the muscles around it. Mellissa tried to crawl away but he held her firmly in place as he sunk his member in until it was pressing against her cervix.  
 
Melissa’s body shook and her breath shuttered for a bit, but he just held himself inside her until she relaxed a bit and her body stopped fighting him. She sagged into the bed  and panted roughly for a bit as he just kept himself in side her.
 
“I’ll remove those under-britches from your maw, if you don’t talk back. Talk back or try to control this here #$@!in’ an’ they go back in an’ stay, understand?” He half growled at her.
 
She nodded weakly to which he pulled the roughly from her mouth and set them aside. Her chest heaved into the bed as she panted for air and tried to recompose herself.
 
“Y.. y.. you almost split me in half, m.master!” She exclaimed weakly.
 
“That was just a start! I’m not stoppin’ to let you catch up again, understand?” He said.
 
She nodded weakly, “y.yess master.”
 
At that he let go of her arm and grabbed her just above the hips and started slowly thrusting.
 
“Oh master!! MASTER!!! IT HURTS!!!!” She moaned.
 
“You remember your safe word, slave?” He asked, almost snarling the question.
 
“Y.yes Master!” She cried.
 
“What is it?!” He asked, snarling louder this time.
 
“Ze.. ze.. zebra!” She cried out.
 
“Do you want to use it now?! I’ll not ask again if you remember it of need it!” He growled.
 
“N.no, Master!! I’m a bad slave and deserve punishment!” She cried out.
 
“Yell again’ an’ you get those britches back in your maw, understand?!” He growled.
 
“Y.yes master. S.sorry master!” She half whimpered as his thrusting speed started to increase.
 
He set his jaw and grimaced a bit, to which Molly raised an eyebrow too.
 
“You alright, my love?” She asked.
 
“This little bitch is tight!” He half growled as he thrust, trying to push into her deeper each time, stretching her depth as well as her width.
 
Molly growled softly, “Oh to be that tight again so you could do me like that! You already stretch me out every time, but to be that tight… mmmm.”
 
Hondo chuckled slightly as he took her in. This tight pussy wrapped around his dick felt amazing, but that woman he loved and even when not riding her, she stirred him.
 
“Darlin’, you’ve always been tight ‘nuff for me but.. urrr, oh! … You an’ I will be able to do this soon.” He said with a growl of desire.
 
“Yeah, but it won’t be the same.” She said, sounding slightly disheartened.
 
“No, it will be better!” He said with a grin.
 
“How? I’m not that tight!” She asked, feeling like she was missing something.
 
“You will be once ya healed up… ya know that pill Jefe gave ya, to help ya heal faster?” He asked.
 
She nodded, “Of course I remember it.”
 
“It has a side effect on women.” He replied.
 
“What side effect?? Don’t tell me it will make me tighter!” She said, her eyes getting wide at the thought.
 
“It will restore your .. oomph!.. physical virginity. Give it a day or two after you feel good ‘nuff to be up an’ try to stick your fingers in yourself an’ see if it ain’t so!” He said, and he steadily and rhythmically thrust into the half-breed cat wessen that lay, bent over in front of him.
 
She stared at him a moment, half expecting it to be some weird joke that his odd moods had produced but she knew that look in his eyes, and he had not lied to her before. Her breath caught a bit as she thought about it and it only made her more sensitive, even to her own touch, which caused a soft moan to escape her lips.
 
“Ohhhhhh… I can’t wait.” She whispered.
 
Neither Melissa nor Nova had comprehended a word of that discussion and Melissa moaned gutturally and lay almost limp on the bed and Nova sat wide eyed as her fingers instinctively rubbed her clit at the same rhythmic pace at which Hondo thrust into Melissa.  
 
After about fifteen minutes or so of that and causing her to go through a couple body shaking orgasms, she was stretched out enough for his balls to at least swing forward and bounce off her ass-cheeks, but it would take a lot more work to get her to allow him in any deeper.
 
Molly rubbed herself slowly still, learning to lean right to minimize the pain and breath through it as small waves of pleasure occasionally made her muscles tighten.
 
“You think you could change positions? Nova and I could see a lot better if you did.” Molly suggested, to which Nova looked up at his face for the first time in a while and nodded eagerly, like some kid being asked if they wanted to watch their favorite movie.
 
He nodded and pulled out of her, her tight pussy almost sounding like a pop-gun from the suction it had built up as he pulled out of her. She moaned a bit more loudly at the but said nothing as she lay there shaking and drooling.
 
“Might have worn this slave out!” He said with a grin.
 
The tension in him was far from gone, but this had done a lot in improving his mood and mental state. Though he tried not to think much, the thoughts he did think as he pounded this kitty-cat woman were becoming clearer and far less jumbled.
 
“N.n.not w.wore out… c.can t.take more… W.want you c.c.cum inside m.me… just.. just n.never came that hard b.b.before!” Melissa mumbled weakly.
 
“Is it a safe time? Don’t want to get you pregnant, right?” He asked firmly.
 
“W.would g.g.gladly h.have your k.k.kittens, b.but it.. it.. it is a s.safe time f.for me.” She moaned softly.
 
“Hmm.” He grunted as he looked down at her for a moment.  
 
He then rolled her over, picked her up and laid her in his place on the bed before crawling up t o her and lifting her legs, stretching them down until he almost had her folded in half. She weakly lifted her head and looked down as his member as it laid from her pussy, across her pubis mons, and ending up on her firm, flat stomach. Her eyes got wide, as she was only now seeing it for the first time and a new burst of energy hit her.
 
“Its huge!.. You had that in me?!” She half exclaimed.
 
“You want those britches back in your mouth, slave?” He growled, his eyes narrowing at her.
 
“N.no, master just… just didn’t imagine that would fit in me! … forgive me if I am out of place, but could I please suck on it, master?” She asked as she looked at him with a renewed longing.
 
“You bee a good little slave an’ cum for me a couple more times an’ once I’ve bred you, you can clean it up for me with your tongue.” He said, giving her that grin again.
 
She swallowed hard and nodded eagerly, “Yes, master! Breed me, breed me and I’ll come for you then clean your whole body with my rough kitty tongue!”  
 
He  grabbed one of her smaller, firm breasts with one hand, her waist with the other, as her legs wrested on his shoulders now, and pushed back into her with hardly any warning, which cause her to bite her own arm to keep from yelling out and caused her body to shutter again.  
 
Another thirty minutes, three more body shaking orgasms, Molly and Nova both moaning almost constantly now, and he let his load loose into her, with a shutter and a growl, filling her with enough that she swore she felt her uterus expand from the volume. Whether it did on not, did not matter as the feeling was pure bliss for them both. They both panted for a bit before he finally pulled out of her, his member shrinking to about half mast not, from the energy it expended. He sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed his cup of coffee mixed with whiskey, that was now cold, and downed it quickly.
 
“Should have brought up some water.” He mumbled as he put the cup down and wiped the sweat from his head.
 
“I could get some!” Nova volunteered.
 
He nodded, “Should be a couple glass jugs of drinkin’ water in the kitchen.”  
 
She nodded and hopped off the bed and hurried out the door, without seeming to worry about her unsecured robe at all not, as she was too horny from touching herself and what she watched to even care.  
 
As Melissa lay there panting and only half there, Hondo stood up and slapped the side of her hip with the back of his hand, since her ass was not exposed, to bring her back to reality.
 
“Yipe!” She yelped in surprise as his hand left another red mark on her.
 
“Up, slave! Time to put that tongue to use!” He ordered.
 
She weakly sat up and used the bed post to pull herself to her feet as her legs felt like rubber and her vagina like a four-lane traffic tunnel, though the feeling of bliss still danced through her body.  
 
As she got up, he laid down and she crawled on top of him and laid there for a moment.
 
“I thought you were eager to put that tongue to work, slave?” He asked, ribbingly.
 
“Just.. just a moment…, master… I’ve never felt anything like that… in my life.” She said breathily.
 
She picked up her head and stared into his eyes, “Is it too forward to ask master for a kiss?”
 
“It’s forward aright, but I’ll give you this last request.” He said before pulling her into to him and kissing her deeply.
 
They kissed for several minutes, only stopping when the door flung open and a very red faced Nova quickly entered, shut the door, and leaned against it panting as she hugged two gallon jugs of water to her breasts.
 
“You alright girl? Took long enough!” Hondo said.
 
 She looked down, “S.sorry Master. A g.guard came in and.. and I hid until I though he left since I’m n.naked… I came out and.. and he was still there! I.. I didn’t see him until it was too late and.. I froze.”
 
“He say anything to you?” Melissa asked?
 
She shook her head, “N.no, just whistled then laughed when I ran away!”
 
Hondo just shook his head, as Melissa and Molly giggled.
 
“It’s not funny!” Nova exclaimed.
 
“It sort of is, miss mousey!... Was he cute at least?” Melissa asked.
 
Nova turned a bit red, looked down and nodded.
 
“But.. but not as handsome as M.master.” She said timidly, turning even redder.
 
Melissa grinned, “You’ll get your turn here soon, right master?”
 
“Well, some certain slave has a dick to clean up first, at least.” He replied.
 
She smiled and nodded, “Yes master.”
 
She tried to crawl down but he pulled her tightly against him.
 
“I didn’t say to do it yet! … seems like a slave not knowin’ her place, again!” H\e said sternly.
 
“Sorry, Master… What does master want his slave to do?” She asked quietly.
 
He put a hand at the back of her head and pulled her in for another deep, passionate kiss, only letting her up after she started panting for air.
 
She laid on him as she breathed heavily.
 
“Wh.. what does *pant* master want … *pant* now?” She asked breathily.
 
“Time to use that tongue.” He said.
 
As she slid down and started licking his member and all around it, lapping up the mixture of his and her fluids, Nova handed his a jug of water, to which he drank half of it down almost right away. Melissa looked up at it and then at him.
 
“Water, master?” She asked.
 
“Not until you’re don’t an’ that’s back in you!” He said.
 
“A.again, master?” She asked, surprised that he was not moving onto Nova yet.
 
I did all the work last time, since you are a new slave and all, but its not fittin’ for a master to do all the work! You’re stretched out an’ now it’s time for you to do the work!” He growled, giving her that half evil smile again.
 
She swallowed hard and nodded.
 
 “Y.yes master.” She said before getting back to work.
 
As she licked him once again and his member slowly swelled to full mast again he noticed Nova standing quietly by and frowning.
 
“What’s wrong, girl?” He asked.
 
“N.nothing, master.” She said softly.
 
“You can tell me.” He said.
 
“I.. I’m not sure I can take the punishment I might get if I do, though, master.” She said softly.
 
“The punishment?? Oh! Ha!” He laughed To which she cocked her head and gave him a strange look.
 
“Master?” She asked, not understanding.
 
“Heh, Sorry girl.. Nova. Listen, an’ understand. Melissa her wanted to be dominated, didn’t you slave?” He asked.
 
“Mmmhmm.” Melissa grunted as she licked a little more before sitting up, “I wanted this, though I did not know it would be this mind-blowing! I’ve only made love a couple times but ever since I saw him, I imagined being his sex slave… I don’t know why, as I hate slavery and sex slavery more so, but… the thought excited me. I hinted at it and to my surprise he understood what I wanted!”
 
“That’s enough, slave. Get back to work while I talk to the girl, here.” He said.
 
Melissa gave him a soft smile as she lowered herself back down.  
 
“Yes master. Anything for master.” She said softly, before starting into licking his ball sack.
 
“Just because she wants it, I can see you don’t understand what you are askin’ for, an’ are callin’ me master ‘cause Melissa told you too, right?” He asked.
 
Nova nodded.
 
“How old are you, Nova?” He asked.
 
“Almost twenty-one, master.” She replied quietly.
 
“Tell me about yourself.” He said.
 
She shrugged, “Not much to tell. I’m third generation wessen. My family lived in the forest and grew gardens that blended into the forest and blocked off sections, making them look overgrown and unpassable, but really they were natural walls to protect us… when I was fourteen my older sister snuck out… you see, my parents were very protective and never let us go out and have fun with anyone else. She said she was almost a woman and needed to have some fun before my parents married her off to someone she had never even met. I don’t know what happened or what she did but she stumbled back drunk and.. and some slaver had followed her… They could not figure out how to get in so the set the forest on fire. They killed my mother and father, and took my older and younger sister to be slaves.”
 
“But they did not get you?” Hondo asked.
 
She shook her head, as a tear fell from her eye.
 
“I .. I was a coward and hid… I barely escaped the flames, even have this scar to show how close it was,” She said, lowering the silk robe from her one shoulder to show a burn scar the size of his hand on the back of her shoulder.
 
“I.. I wasn’t a fighter… All I knew was gardening.. I wanted to garden.. be a wife.. be a mother, but… I was so ashamed that I hide that when the army came to see what the smoke was about, I came out and begged them to let me join… I.. I still am not good around people, and get scared too easily, but I .. I’m learning to be better and to fight and not let my fear get me… I can’t let me fear control me!” She exclaimed.
 
“Why do you want me to take your virginity, then?” He asked.
 
“Because… because I .. I want to be like you, to be brave and not scared all the time… I saw you fight in the death match… You took on two of them and did not hesitate!... I.. Almost got captured after you and the medic left and a small group of us tried to get things under control…. They.. they were going to rape me.. They took my clothes and held me down and all I could do was cry and lay there, thinking that it was not how I wanted to lose my virginity… Melissa and a couple others saved me from that, but when she started talking about her fantasy of wanting to make love to you, all I could think of was how brave and strong you were and.. and I knew I wanted to give my virginity to you… I know I will lose it someday, but who better to than you… maybe… maybe I’l not be so scared next time and be able to fight back as I know, even if they rape me, or I’m forced to be a sex slave, that I had my first time with a strong, brave man… at least I could have given it to my hero and then it won’t matter if someone has sex with me against my will as I’ve already given away my first time to someone who deserves it.” She said quietly.
 
Molly and Melissa just stared at her, wide eyes and Hondo furrowed his brow.
 
“You’re almost makin’ me feel guilty for even thinkin’ of deflowerin’ a sweet girl such as yourself.” He said
 
She rushed to his side, grabbed his arm and knelt beside the bed, “Please take me, master! I’ll be a good slave too!”
 
He shook his head, “If I take you it won’t be playin’ slave an’ master. You deserve somethin’ better, somethin’ softer… I might not be the best one to give it, but if you really want me to be your first then… I guess I’ll do my best to lay you down an’ take you softly an’ gently like you deserve.”
 
(to be continued …)

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Hondo was glad that his rage had subsided some, though it was not all gone and he was not sure it would subside altogether anytime soon, but at least, now he was thinking more clearly and could control his actions better.
 
Nova was so timid but yet brave, so soft yet fit, so long and lean, yet ample in the right places, and so scare yet so trusting, and somehow it all turned him on. It actually turned him on more than he thought it would, and his desire to take her had grown strong. Not that Melissa did not turn him on, as the little tank of a woman and her slave act was hot, but he pretty much rage-#$@!ed her, not taking the time to think on how desirable she was, using most of his available thought processes to just hold himself back from hurting her. Had Nova been first, it would not have been good. Melissa’s desires at least fell in line with his need, her desire to be taken roughly, and his need to #$@! roughly, but had it been Nova he still would have bent her over and #$@!ed her roughly, as he was pushed to the point to where he could not have done it any other way.  He only realized it now and it scared him a bit, as though walking away should have been an option, he somehow lost it in the heat of the moment. He knew he had no right to have any protection in this state of debauchery, but he felt as if he was being protected from on high, as was this young woman. Melissa gave him what he needed and helped calm his mind and spirit, now he had to do the same for Nova.
 
“I can wait a bit for that, if you want.” He replied softly.
 
He moved his hand back to her waist, and after a moment just ran it lightly across her stomach and down her side as he used the other to continue playing with her soft, ample, teardrop shaped breast, occasionally moving from squeezing and fondling them to pinch, twist, and roll her smaller firm nipples between his thumb and pointer finger.
 
She sighed and took another couple sips from the bottle as she leaned against him silently, one hand on the bottle and the other hand by her side. After a bit he took the bottle from her, took a deep pull from it, and handed it back.  
 
“Ahh! … That is a good bottle. Some from a little distillery in Wyomin’… only have a case left.. After that it’s gone for good, I reckon…. You’re awfully quiet, girl.” He said, trying to get something out of her.
 
She took another sip from the bottle, sighed and then with her other hand grabbed the hand of his that he had put back on her waist and just held it.
 
“S.s.sorry… I.. I just don’t know what to say… I wanted this for a while now, but now that it’s happening….. I’m terrified.” She whispered before taking a bigger pull from the bottle.
 
He took the bottle from her, took a drink and sat it up on the ledge of the shower wall.
 
“You might need to wait for anymore of that. I want you relaxed, not hammered! … *sigh*” He stopped playing with her breast and turned her around to face him.  
 
She stared down at first but found she that down put her staring right at his dick, which had gotten bigger, but was not quite half-mast yet. That only made her blush, so she tried to look up at his eyes, but it was almost too much for her too, so she stared at his chest instead. It was not perfect, as even that seemed to make her feel flustered, but not as much as the other two. He lifted her chin after a moment, to which she tried to still look down but found it hard to now, so she was forced to gaze into his eyes. Those steely gunmetal colored eyes of his seemed to look right through her, and it sent a chill through her body at first, but the longer she looked the more she was somehow drawn into them. There was a softness in them but they were unmistakably the eyes of a predator, a hunter, a man on top of the food chain, and that both thrilled and terrified her at the same time. She feared what he could do to her body but she wanted him to do it. She was to afraid to ask for it but hoped he would just take it, as she needed him to just take it, to take her.  
 
He gazed down into her scared green eyes for a long time. They were the eyes of a prey animal; soft, darting, scared, and yet they seemed to want to trust him, to want him, to long for him. Her eyes said more about her fears and desires than her mouth had. He almost distrusted himself when it came to reading women but the anger in him tonight had quieted that small voice of question and doubt in his head until he could only hear it whisper when all was quiet. All was not quiet at the moment though, as his mind and body screamed at him to dominate the prey in front of him, as it was in his nature as hunter to take from the prey what he wanted, yet they prey seemed willing. He questioned for a brief moment whether she was will or just giving over to the nature order, to her place in the moment, submitting to the hunter as she knew it was inevitable, but as that brief moment passed, no questions were answered and he reacted as he felt he must.
 
He scooped her up and pulled her against him, her tiny feet dangling in the air at the end of her long shapely legs as she did not know what to even do with the rest of herself at the moment, let alone them, as he held and arm under her ass to hold her up against him. She would have squeaked in surprise or asked what he was going to do or something had his other hand not simultaneously been placed behind her head, pulling it into his as his lips engulfed hers in a deep passionate kiss. She fought him at first, a bit out of surprise and a bit from fear, but she soon relaxed and gave into it. It was not that she did not want this, but that she really was not sure what she wanted or what to expect. Though she was glad he was taking the reins, she was like a young filly first being broke to ride by a trusted trainer, so unsure of what to do that she instinctively fought him, that was until she realized he was trying to guide her for her own good.
 
She trembled as he held and kissed her, but she soon warmed up to it, putting her arms around his neck and wrapping her legs around his waist to pull herself into him more tightly as she melted into the kiss.  
 
After what seemed like an eternity and a moment to her at the same time he pulled back and stared into her eyes again. Her breasts rubbed against him and her chest heaved as she panted for air. She did not realize how out of breath she had become until then, but it did not matter, as for some reason much of her fear had melted away.
 
“Thank you.” She whispered.
 
“For what?” He asked.
 
“Guiding me… taking the lead… I.. I just don’t know what to do and.. and it scares me… I overthink things sometimes and honestly, I have no clue how to do this with you… Please.. please just take me how you feel is best.” She said softly and breathily.
 
“You want to have a safe-word like Melissa did?” He asked.
 
She shook her head, “No.”
 
“You sure?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
 
“I.. I’m afraid I would use it just because I let myself freak out over something, like not knowing what to do or from the pain of you entering me… I know it will hurt, but… you said I need to do as you say and trust you, right? So… I don’t want one as I want to show you I trust you to take me the way I need to be.” She said softly as she stared into his eyes again, her eyes looking like that of a little fawn looking at its mother, so scared of the world and so trusting that she will be taken care of in the way she needs.  
 
He pulled her to him and kissed her again, though not as long this time. Once he pulled back he looked at her for a second before lifting her up, breaking her grip on him, and resting her ass on a ledge about chest level for him in the shower, putting himself almost eye level with her womanhood. As he did, he spread her legs and put them over his shoulders as he leaned in.
 
She was not sure at first what he was doing but she tried to just trust him, trusting he would not hurt her or drop her or anything, though she felt her cheeks flush again and as she realized what was happening. She clenched her thighs slightly at first, but then slowly tried to relax them as he spread her legs. She grabbed the upper shower ledge with one hand and put the other on his head to steady herself as he put her legs over his shoulders and got closer to her. She closed her eyes and tensed a bit as she felt his breath on her soft, tight, smooth labia, and her breath caught for a moment as his hands spread her open further, revealing her most sensitive, externally reachable parts to him. She took a deep, shuttering breath and held it as he licked across the inner lips of her pussy, from her vaginal opening up and across her clitoris. It felt electrifying, as his tongue seemed to send little bolts of pleasure through her kitty that traveled through her body and pulsed through her mind like they were trying to escape out the top of her head. As he continued the feeling only built in her, the feeling as if the pleasure was pressure that built in her mind and body, threatening to rip her apart to allow its escape if it built too much. She had played with herself many times before and imagined what this would all be like, as she slowly built similar little pressure waves within herself, but those were nothing compared to these that he now built within her. She did not know if it was the fear in her, the thrill of finally doing it, having someone else do the touching so she could not anticipate the exact moment nor control the speed, moment, or pressure of the touch, if he was that skilled, or if was a mix of several if not all of those things, but she knew if felt amazing.
 
 
“MMmmm .. Ohhhh! …. Th.th.th.that f.f.f.feels amazing!” She moaned, only now realizing that she had been moaning out loud for the last couple minutes.
 
She had brought herself to orgasm before, though she usually only moaned softly towards the end, generally just sighing, tensing her muscles, and rolling around a bit restlessly as she flicked her own bean, fondled her own breasts, and came close to what she thought was a good orgasm. She now realized that what she thought was a good orgasm brought forth by her own hand, was mediocre at best. With his tongue alone, he was surpassing her own attempts by miles.
 
She took her hand from his head and grabbed one of her breasts, kneading it, squeezing it, and occasionally pinching and twisting her nipple to add to the feelings of bliss that swelled in her, as he licked her vaginal opening and sucked on her swelling clit. She moaned again rather loudly and her eyes rolled back in her head as the waves of pleasure built to its peak causing her to inadvertently tense and squeeze his head with her thighs as she climaxed. As the wave passed she relaxed and half slumped against him as she panted for air.
 
He looked up at her with a Cheshire cat like grin as she looked down at him, as she tried to regain her breath.
 
“Need me to stop?” He asked, still grinning at her.
 
“I.. *pant* .. I wish you could.. *pant* .. never stop and ..*pant* make me feel like that always but ..*pant* I.. *pant* .. I want a chance to make you feel good too… *pant, pant*.. Can I.. *pant* .. come down and suck on you for a bit?” She asked breathily.
 
He nodded, took her legs from his shoulders and lifted her down. She paused and stared at him for a moment before putting a hand on his shoulder to pull herself up as she stretched upon her toes, kissing him again but of her own volition this time, which surprised him slightly at her boldness. Though she was still a bit nervous, she found it hard to stay timid and shy around him now, after he had his head in between her legs, his mouth and tongue on her sensitive pussy parts, and had brought her to such an intense orgasm.  
 
As she kissed him, she placed her other hand on his chest and let it slowly slide down his body. She felt his swelling member press against her body and guided her hand between them to that spot, gently grabbing the shaft as she tasted his lips and her own juices that lingered on them, though she did not even realize it at the time. With his member firmly in her hand, she pulled back from the kiss and slowly slid down, kissing his chest, stopping a moment to play with one of his nipples with her tongue, as she slowly started stroking his long shaft.  
 
He gently ran his fingers through her hair as he closed his eyes a moment and enjoyed the sensation of her touch, as her imagination on what sex should be guided her inexperienced body in trying to please her lover. She was not perfect and had a lot to learn, but unlike with the lust he felt from Melissa, he felt an actual care to her actions. It was not the same as the love he felt from how Molly touched him but it was close, and he found himself enjoying it despite her inexperience and maybe even more so because of it. He sighed after a moment and looked down to see her intently looking up at his face, almost lovingly, as she tried to gauge if she was doing well or not. He gave her a smile and a nod to which her face lite up at, as she knew it was a look of approval.  
 
She looked back at his chest after a monument and started on down again, kissing down his belly, mons, and down his almost fully hard member, stopping once she got to the tip to look it over closely. Her eyes widened a bit as it truly seemed even more massive looking at it like this, and she blushed as she thought of him putting it into her. She knew it would hurt some but it frightened her much less now. If he could be this gentle now and take his time with her, letting her warm up to his touch and allowing her to explore his body at her pace, then she knew he would be as gentle as he could with putting it into her. She kissed the tip and looked back up at him with a soft smile and an expectant look.
 
“Am.. am I doing alright?... Do you like it?” She asked softly.
 
“You’re doin’ fine, girl. You can touch, kiss, lick or suck on anything down there, just no bitin’ or usin’ teeth on my dick. Playin’ with my balls is fine too, but be gentler with them… I’ll let you know if somethin’ doesn’t feel good, so don’t worry ‘bout it too much.” He replied in a low voice.
 
“Thank you, Master… I will try to be gentle.” She replied again softly.
 
She resumed kissing his glans and stroking the shaft with one hand, as she fondled her own breast again for a moment with the other. She let go of her breast after a bit and lightly grabbed his balls, though one barely fit in her hand. She lifted his shaft, stroking it as she held it up still, to allow her to get in close enough to kiss and lick his ball sack, savoring his taste and texture as she explored every inch of his manhood.  
 
He let her explore for a while, and though it was not overly stimulating like Melissa’s rough cat-like tongue was, he still enjoyed the feelings of her tender licks, kisses, and gentle fondling, finding it relaxing and amusing at the same time. He frowned a bit as he thought on the first time he and Valentine had been together. She was not quite so fearful or timid, as they had made out before and even got a bit handsy on a few occasions before they decided to become intimate with each other, but her exploration was not all that different from what Nova was doing now. Though it saddened him that they had lost their relationship, it was also a good memory which he was partly reliving now. He found that focusing on that good time gave him some small amount of peace, despite the anger, stress, and heartbreak that lingered at the core of his being.  
 
After a time, he tapped her on the head to get her attention, “Alright, Girl. I’m gonna turn into a prune If I stand under this water any longer an’ the hot water is bound to give out, so we better move this to the bed.”
 
She frowned slightly, “Can.. can I lick and kiss your penis more once we get out, master?”
 
He chuckled, “You like doin’ that?”
 
She nodded vigorously.
 
“You keep likin’ that an’ you’ll have men beatin’ down the door to win your heart! Heh! A man appreciates a woman who likes to suck on his cock… We get dried off, have us another drink an’ get to that bed an’ I don’t see why you can’t do some more of that if you want to. I’m sure as hell ain’t gonna say no right now!” He said with a grin, as he reached down a hand for her to take.
 
She grabbed his hand and he lifted her to her feet before turning off the water.
 
“Can I dry you off?” She asked.
 
He nodded, “I reckon I don’t see the harm in that, if you want to.”
 
She did not reply but just grabbed the closest towel and started drying his body off.
 
He grabbed the bottle from the ledge and took another swig as she worked. One she finished drying him and then herself, he handed the bottle to her. She wrapped the towel around her body, just above her breasts, and tucked in a corner to keep it secure before taking the bottle from him. As she took a sip, he pulled the towel off her, exposing her again. She would have squeaked in surprise again, but she was too busy trying not to choke on the harsh, amber liquid, of which did not seem as harsh as it did before, but still leaving a lingering burn on the tip of her tongue after each sip.  
 
“*cough, cough*! You surprised me, masTER! EEE!” She squeaked as he swept her off her feet and into his arms.
 
She gave him a surprised look as he picked her up, but instead of asking questions she just smiled and sighed after a moment, before leaning into his chest, enjoying him carrying her to the bed. It felt like a dream to her, one she did not want to end.  
 
The soft smiles and light contented sighs she gave off were a salve to his soul at the moment, though his guilt grew over using such an innocent, timid creature as her for finding his own peace of mind, but not enough to slow him down or give him pause to reflect.  
 
As he carried her to the pull-out couch bed, he glanced at the two women on the big bed. Melissa was passed out hard, one arm over her eyes, the other stretched out across the bed, and her legs spread open, as if closing them now would be too uncomfortable after what she had been through. Molly lay slightly propped up, and appeared asleep, but not peacefully so, or so he figured from the grimace on her face. He figured she was still in pain, and though the thought and sight of her hurting tore at his chest, there was little he could do for her but leave her alone to sleep and heal. He shook his head slightly and pushed the thoughts and feelings from his mind and body as best he could as he turned his thoughts and lusts back to the cute mouse wessen in his arms.
 
He took the bottle from her, as he laid her down, and set it on the floor, before crawling onto the bed. He straddled her as he leaned in and kissed her again, pinning her arms above her head so she could only press her lips against his and thrust her breasts up against his chest, building a desire within her as they kissed. He pulled back after a bit but stayed almost nose to nose with her as he stared into the deep green pools that stared back at him with fear and longing, the fear much less than it had been before.
 
“L.Let me suck on your penis a bit more before you put it in me, please? I like tasting you down there… I like the feel on my tongue, lips, and face… I like making you feel good.” She whispered breathily.
 
He nodded and lay down beside her, letting her get up and crawl back on top of him. She kissed him again, as before, and then worked her way down his body, making sure to drag her stiff nipples down his chest and torso as she kissed and licked her way to his manhood again. Once she was down there he spread his legs and gave her unfettered access, as she timidly and softly explored and pleasured him again. Though her licks, nibbles, and kisses were so soft, tender, and pure, they were building a primal urge in him again, one less blind but almost more powerful than before.  His member throbbed from her attention and his muscles tensed and relaxed as she randomly hit areas that were more sensitive than other, her inexperience being both a hinderance to him building towards an orgasm and a reward in being allowed to feel the genuine, timid touches of one still so pure and unadulterated.
 
 As much as he enjoyed it, his desires burned and his patience gave out so he grabbed her arm to get her attention, and once he had it he slowly pulled her up his body once again. Once he had her face to face again, he pulled her against him and kissed her again before rolling over to lay her on the bed. He did his best to use his knees and elbows to keep his weight off of her as he pressed his body against her, but she did not seem to mind, even trying to pull him into her harder, as if she wanted to merge their beings into a single entity. He pulled back after a bit again and pushed himself up so to stare into her eyes as she panted once more.
 
“Are.. *pant, pant* Are you going to .. *pant* take me now?” She asked softly.
 
“After I get you wet again.” He whispered back in a low growl.
 
“I.. I’m still wet from before but … anything you want, I’ll do… I am yours, master.” She said with a distinct note of sincerity to her voice, completely different from the playful tone that Melissa used.
 
His guilt barked at him for the first time that evening, but he pushed it away as if it was some loathsome creature to be despised. He had decided he was taking her and nothing was stopping it!  
 
He kissed her neck, nibbling on it a bit before going back up and licking, kissing and nibbling one of her ears.
 
“M.m.master! My ears are too sensitive!! I.. I’m not sure I can take much more!! Uhhmmhh!! OHhhh!!!” She moaned.
 
He felt her trembling under him and continued for a bit before moving back down, kissing her cheek, neck, and chest, before pausing to linger at her breasts again, testing and teasing her firm nipples with his teeth and tongue, and tickling her soft globes with his mustache. She giggled, sighed, and moaned a bit, arching her back almost as an instinctive reaction, as if shoving them deeper and harder into his mouth would increase the sensation. After eliciting a deep moan from her, he continued down her belly and to her pubic region. As his kisses and caresses approached her womanhood, this time he did not need to spread her legs as she opened them willingly for him, trusting his abilities and ready for his touch once more without a hint of fear as to what he might do or make her feel when like this now. She moaned as his breath touched her again, before he even tried to spread her open, moaning and groaning at even his slightest touch now as her sensitivity spiked. She was right in saying she was still wet, as her pussy was seeping its lubricating fluids quite nicely, but he determined it was not enough yet. He inspected her more closely this time, her tight, soft labia fully hid her inner labia lips perfectly, her still firm clit though poking from between them as if begging for further attentions.  
 
He spread her velvety pussy lips to expose her love sheath better and noted no hymen was visible. It meant little to nothing though, as some women did not have them, most who did saw them thin or disappear as they got older, and others tore them or lost them while performing other strenuous activity such as exercises, running, riding bikes or horses, or performing vigorous stretches. The inexperienced and unlearned would take it as a reason to doubt her virginity, but he was neither. If he had any reason to doubt her virginity from that, though, her actions would have quieted those doubts as even a woman who has had sex only once would not act as scared or awkward as she had been.
 
Once his quick inspection was over he started licking and sucking again, causing her body to tense and arch almost immediately. She grabbed and twisted one of her ears as the waves of pleasure went through her and wound the fingers of her other hand into his hair, holding onto him as if letting go would cause her very spirit to leave her body. He brought her to orgasm twice more and was working on a third as she begged him to stop teasing her and to take her. He paused right before she came again, leaving her sensitive but denying her the bliss of that wave. She looked down at him a bit confused at this action to see him looking back at her with a wicked grin.
 
“Master?” She asked softly.
 
“You want to cum again, you’ll hafta on my dick, as I want to be in you, right now.” He growled.
 
She nodded timidly as he sat up on his knees and lifted her spread legs. She reached a hand down, almost instinctively, to spread herself for him, ready to finally feel him inside of her.
 
“I.. I want you in me too, but… Master, please be gentle with me, I beg you…. I want you so bad but I’m so scared of it hurting.” She whispered.
 
He put her legs on his shoulders and stretched them forward as he leaned down and kissed her again deeply, letting her once more taste herself on his lips. He then pulled back, grabbed the bottle from the floor and took a big drink before putting it to her lips and giving her a fairly large drink as well. She managed to swallow it with only minor, soft coughing this time, though her breath caught suddenly and she drew in a quick, deep, jagged breath as she felt a sudden pressure at her vaginal opening, followed by a pinching sensation as his big, hard, throbbing member was pushed into her a bit. She tensed at the feeling, but he stopped moving and sat up enough to keep his weight on his haunches to free his hands. He grabbed her shouldered and massaged it firmly with one hand and rubbed her chest, belly, and breasts with the other.
 
“Come on, girl. Ya gotta relax.” He said calmingly, but firmly.
 
“I..I c.c.can’t!” She quietly exclaimed through grit teether.
 
“Just breath, girl… Deep breaths… In through your nose… let your belly expand, as you breath in, then slowly out, pullin’ your belly in as it leaves… just keep doin’ that slowly… there ya go…. Just breath an’ we’ll take this as slow as ya need.” He said soothingly as he coached her through the pain.  
 
After a bit she nodded, “I.. I’m doing alright now.”  
 
He put the bottle back to her lips and she almost greedily took a pull from it before swallowing and laying back with a sigh.
 
“You ready for more?” he asked as he tried to judge if he was pushing her too hard or not.
 
She nodded quickly and spoke breathily, “Y.yes… just.. just hold me down and.. and push it all the way in, please? … I.. I’d like to get the pain over with in one go… please.”
 
He frowned as he looked into her eyes for a moment, silently, before nodding, “Alright, but .. try to relax.”
 
He could feel her tense a bit almost immediately so he waited and rubbed her a bit more until she relaxed again. He leaned down over her and she tensed again, so he kissed and nibbled at the edge of her ear, causing her to stretch out her long, lean frame and moan again at the stimulation. He stopped long enough to let the moan die off and as her body relaxed one more he firmly pushed his member into her again, not stopping as her body tensed again this time. She grit her teeth, at first, then cried out from the pain.
 
“Please stop! IT HURTS!!” She cried through clenched teeth as tears fell down her cheeks.
 
He sat up and continued though, his hand grabbing above her waist and keeping her from pulling back. Her slender fingers grabbed his forearms and dug into them, her nails puncturing the skin in spots. Her body tensed until it shook and she held her breath as she felt as if she was being split in two. HE kept pushing, though, not slamming himself in her, but keeping steady pressure so he slid in until he felt his glans push against her cervix. Once he felt that, he stopped but held her hips fast still, keeping her from wiggling away.
 
“Breath, girl! Before you pass out!!” His hisses as he saw her turning red from holding her breath still.
 
“c.can’t!” She growled hoarsely, as she grit her teeth through the pain.
 
“You can! Now breath!” He growled back.
 
She took a deep ragged breath after a moment and blew it out as equally as ragged.
 
“Like I told you before, girl, in through the nose, out through the mouth, slow, deep, steady… come on! You pass out an’ I swear I’ll screw your unconscious ass without two thoughts, an’ you’ll miss the whole deal!!” He growled.
 
She forced the breath in through her nose, but could not breath as deep as she wanted due to the pinching pain in her abdomen and feeling like her guts were being pushed into her lungs. Slowly though with each breath it got easier and easier and soon the pain passed and her body relaxed, though she trembled stilled.
 
“You gonna be alright?” He asked.
 
She nodded, “Y.yess, I.. I think so…. Wh.why didn’t you stop?”
 
“You told me not to.” He replied.
 
“I.. I didn’t think it would hurt so much, but… I asked you to stop, why didn’t you??
 She asked, her voice trembling a bit.
 
“I gave ya options earlier. I told ya if you wanted me to take you, you had to trust me an’ let me take it at the speed I thought you needed it. You said you would trust me. I also offered for you to have a safe word in case things were too much. You said no to that, as you were gonna trust me. I took it slow an’ stopped when I thought you needed me too when I first started to enter ya, but then instead of trustin’ me you decided you knew better on how much you could take an’ what would be better. That wasn’t trustin’ me. So, you wanted to direct it an’ without a safe word, I gave ya what you asked for.” He stated matter of fact like.
 
She looked down and away from him, “Oh.”
 
“I didn’t want to hurt ya, but both of us can’t drive. We can do this together, but I lead. If you wanted to lead you should have said so from the start.” He replied.
 
“I.. I w.wanted you to lead, though.” She replied quietly.
 
“Then let me!” He replied firmly.
 
She looked back up at him, “I.. I will, I promise… please take me.”
 
He nodded and lowered back down and kissed her neck again, giving her a moment more to recover.
 
“Were… were you teaching me a lesson?” She asked after a moment quietly.
 
He nodded blowing softly into her ear as he did, causing her to moan again softly.
 
“Those ears are sensitive, aren’t they?” He asked after a moment.
 
She nodded and replied softly, “Y.yess. almost as much as my nipples, though not as sensitive as you made my little clitoris feel.”
 
 
He blew on it again before sitting up so he could grab both her ears and twist them until she bit her lower lip.
 
“It was a lesson, an’ I’m sorry it hurt so much… I don’t want to hurt you, but this won’t work unless you understand why one has to lead. Since I’m the experienced one, an’ you want me to take you, I lead. I would rather try to make you feel good now an’ teach no more lessons tonight.” He replied, tweaking her ears just a bit more at the end.
 
“Y.yes, master! I.. I’m sorry! P.p.please don’t hurt me anymore!!” she said with a groan.
 
He released her ears and started slowly thrusting. She groaned at first, but it slowly turned into a moan. He did not try to stretch her depth as fast as he did with Melissa, but slowly rocked his hips, pushing his member softly against her cervix before letting off and repeating.  
 
Nova was tight, as he expected, but not as tight as Melissa had been, though she claimed she was not a virgin. It made sense though if one took their builds into consideration. Melissa was maybe five-foot-tall even, if not a bit under, but muscular, built like a sexy little tank, slightly curvy but due all to well formed muscle. She was not overly ripped, as some women got when trying to compete with men physically, but for a woman she was firmly packed and athletically built, obviously being a little gym rat, or gym cat more appropriately named due to her wessen species. With this, and not being active sexually, her muscles were so toned as to make her tighter and to the point they fought stretching. Nova was athletic, but not like Melissa. She was maybe five foot six inches tall or so, her head coming up to Hondo’s nose, where Melissa didn’t make his chin unless he leaned down a bit, and had a softer body. Her stomach was flat, her legs and arms firm, but her breasts, ass, thighs, pussy, and even cheeks had a little more softness in them, being plump enough to add to her sexy curves without looking fat. It was the look of a healthy woman’s body, but one not subjected to strenuous workouts. She was built more like a runner or jogger from the feel of her firm ass muscles that hid under the layer of softness on her hips. Her breasts were quite a bit larger and softer than Melissa’s too, but that was more DNA than anything.  
 
Hondo would not verbally admit it but as much as he enjoyed Melissa’s firm little C-cups with their larger nipples, Nova’s softer, ample D globes with their petite nipples were closer to what he considered the perfect breast. The things was, he just liked nice breasts and luckily for him he had not been with a woman who he did not like their breast. While he did take in a woman as a whole, appreciating a nice ass, sharply body, firm, flat belly, and nice eyes and smile, he was still a breast man at heart, and these ones pleased him very well.
 
He pulled out of her before bringing her to orgasm, his member making more of a slurping sound as it pulled from her rather than a pop like with Melissa. He had her slide more to the middle of the bed and lay on her side, turned away from him, before he laid down behind her and slid close, lifting her leg a bit so he could enter her again. He slid into her much more easily this time, her pussy almost pulling him in as she moaned softly at the feeling. Once in he let go of her leg, allowing her to place it where she was most comfortable, as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close so she could feel his chest against her back and he could fondle her breasts again. He kissed her ear as he started thrusting again, eliciting a soft moan almost immediately.  
 
He brought her to orgasm in this position, though it took a while as she had to get used to the new sensation of a male member, and one so large, being inside of her. They changed positions after, where he laid her back on the bed but stood beside the bed, liftin her hips in the air as he entered her again, and brought her to orgasm, stopping short of busting a nut inside her.  
 
After a brief pause for kissing again, he bent her over the bed, like he had with Melissa but took her not as roughly, though his thrusts were becoming harder, faster and deeper, and her climaxes were growing more intense. She had tried to be as quiet as possible, managing to muffle herself with a pillow the last two times, but this time she had little control as each orgasm seemed more intense than the previous. He quickly made her come again in this time, causing her body to tremble with the pleasure.
 
“You doin’ alright, girl?!” He asked through clenched teether as he rhythmically thrust into her.
 
“Y.Yes m.m.master! … *pant, pant* **thwap, thwap, thwap** … Please… please #$@! my little cunt!... Please Master! *pant, pant* Please breed me! Breed me like you did the Sargent! Please!!” She begged as she gripped the blankets and laid her head against the bed as she felt his member slide back and forth inside of her, as he bounced his hips off her ass.
 
“Your ass is mine, little mouse!” He growled as he sped up a bit, slamming into her much harder now.
 
She babbled a bit as another orgasm built and soon her jumbled words turned into guttural, begging sounds with no coherent meanings or forms at all. He continued to pound her, growling more as the pressure built inside of him until, with groan and a few last erratic thrusts, he let go and blew his semen inside of her. His member bucked wildly and she cried and uttered guttural moans as she was overwhelmed with emotions as she road her last and strongest orgasm of the night and felt a man’s seed enter her body for the first time. As his orgasm subsided he pulled out and crawled around her, onto the bed, pulling her up beside him as he lay there. She grabbed onto him and buried her face into his chest, crying softly and trembled as she held onto him. He wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back gently.
 
“You alright, girl?” He whispered softly into her ear.
 
All she could do for the moment was nod, as she cried and panted, so he just continued to hold her.  
 
After several minutes she settled down and a couple minutes later he felt her softly kiss his chest. He pulled back from her and looked down into her face, searching it to see if she was alright. Her tear-filled eyes worried him a bit but the soft smile on her lips alleviated that worry.
 
“Better now?” He asked.
 
She nodded, “Much better… Sorry to worry you, master… I guess.. I guess I just got a bit emotional.”
 
He chuckled, “That’s alright… Val, she…” His grin left as he thought about what he was saying.
 
“…she cried too our first couple times…” He said quietly, frowning and staring off at the wall as he spoke.
 
“Is she the one who you got the call about tonight?” Nova asked softly.
 
Hondo nodded, “… yeah… *sigh* … She was my wife… was supposed to be my mate, my one and only, but she turned against me.”
 
“You love her still, though, don’t you?” She more said than asked.
 
He nodded, “Yeah, I do, though I’m too hurt to take her back yet, even though she wants to now, or so it seems like…. I miss the woman I knew an’ hate what happened, but I can’t hate the whole situation as it brought Molly an’ I together… I love that woman a lot too, though I wish we had met a long time ago an’ I could have saved her some anguish.”
 
“We’re all messed up and have gone through sad thing, it’s a part of life, I guess… I am too but you helped me a lot tonight and I’m so thankful for it… I’m a bit jealous too now though, as I want to stay with you, master.” She replied softly.
 
“Please call me Hondo. I like the master thing an’ could stand to hear it every once in a while, for fun, but I want to hear you say my name.” He replied seriously.
 
She gazed silently into his eyes for a moment before speaking, “ … I love you, Hondo.”
 
He frowned a bit, “I like hearin’ you say my name, but did not expect to hear that… You don’t love me.”
 
“But, Hondo, I do! I promise I do!!” She exclaimed.
 
“You don’t even know me, nor do I know you… This.. this was fun, though I probably shouldn’t have taken you. I know this world is messed up an’ you are in dangerous work, that with how damn cute, sexy, an’ innocent you are, plus the fact I was blind angry, I gave in an’ I admit I enjoyed #$@!in’ ya, but it’s not love.” He replied firmly.
 
She sighed and looked down, “You.. you mean you can’t love me?”
 
“No! I mean we don’t love each other! Maybe we could, given time, but this.. this isn’t love. This was sex! … Yeah, it’s fun, feels good, an’ done right together can be even more than that… What we did was more than just sex but it wasn’t love. You understand?” He asked, as he searched her eyes, hoping not to hurt her.
 
She shook her head, “Not really, but I know what you are saying… You just… I just… I….. I’ve been so scared to open up to anyone, always timid, hiding myself from everyone like a scared little.. mouse. You.. you made me feel like a woman, but not just a woman, a woman who can be brave and redeem herself possibly… No one has ever made me feel like that before… I want more! I .. I want you.”
 
He sighed, “A part of me was afraid this would happen… Listen, like I told Melissa, I can’t stay here an’ I can’t compete with the army.”
 
“What if I could come with you? Would you give me a chance??” She asked.
 
“I would, but it would take time an’ I would insist that this stop until we learn if we work together an’ you work with Molly an’ maybe Val. It would take time. But part of the question is, if you could. Don’t you have an obligation to yourself and the military?” He queried.
 
“Yes, but I only have two years left, and.. and if I got pregnant or something I could get discharged early!” she exclaimed.
 
“What ‘bout your promise to yourself an’ your family? I’d be happy to have you fight by my side, but is that what you want or would you hate yourself for not following through on what you are doin’ here? What of the promise you made to the army because of what happened to your family?.. Did you not want me to make a woman of you, so you could fight more fearlessly an’ see that other little girls don’t go through what you did?” He asked.
 
Her face fell as she silently thought for a moment.
 
“I can’t have another woman I love hate me or hate themselves. You have to ask what lets you sleep the best at night. Is your path with me or with the army? If it’s with me, you will need to follow my lead. If it’s better for me to have you guard the camp or help take care of the kids, or haul water and cook, that’s what I need you to do. You can’t demand to fight with me if I need you elsewhere. So, what do you know you have to do, down inside? What is Nova’s purpose??” He asked.
 
“C.can’t it be both?? Can’t I do this and have you too?” She asked quietly.
 
He shook his head, “Not at the same time.”
 
She sighed, “Then… then I need to finish this… I need to stay with the army for now, but… once I’m done, my contract is done and I feel my family is avenged, could we try?? I’d give myself over to whatever you want then, I promise but.. but you are right. There are some things I need to do to know I am worthy of you and that I have honored my family, before I can give myself fully to you.”
 
He nodded, “Then you have your answer on what you need to do. For us, all I can say is maybe… If you feel fulfilled, come find me an’ we will talk. I would ask you to keep yourself for me alone if you are serious…”
 
“I am serious and I will not sleep with another man, ever, until I find you again! I promise!” She interjected, cutting him off.  
 
Her face fell a bit as she thought, “ … but.. what if I am raped? … What then?”
 
 
He kissed her softly first then pulled back to stare into her eyes, “Then still come find me. If the bastard is still alive we will take him, or them, down together. If you are sick, we will get you well. If you are injured will get you healed. If you are emotionally scarred, we will work through it together, if not as lovers as friends. That I can promise you.”
 
She nodded softly and snuggled back into him.
 
“Can… can we do it again?” She asked.
 
“I’m a bit tired an’ have things to do. Not sure I have much left in the tank either.” He replied.
 
“According to Molly, you could take all three of us twice and still save a round to spray on us!” She said with a giggle.
 
“Hmph… Well, I think she’s exaggeratin’ a little, though if I wasn’t so worn thin an’ stressed out I probably could get close to that on a good day… today hasn’t been a good day.” He replied grimly.
 
“Well, we both need to clean up, so… could we shower again together and maybe try again there?” She asked.
 
He sighed and nodded, “I reckon.”
 
The woman he took to the shower with him this time was far different from the girl that came to him in the shower earlier. Once the water was warm and they were under it, she was on his knees, sucking, licking, and kissing with a passionate, unbridled vigor she had not had earlier. She managed to get him hard and once he was ready she stood and with his help lifted one leg in the air and leaned it against his chest and shoulder, facing him, as he entered her again and thrusts softly and deeply into her. While not as wild or passionate as earlier, it was soft and intimate, and she enjoyed it, even learning to match his rhythm to make the thrusts longer and deeper. She soon climaxed again and came one more time before she insisted he pull out so she could slide to her knees again and bring him to an orgasm orally. She was quickly getting better, though, even as tired as he was, she managed to make him come, and ate his load without a second thought. He knew many women that it took several times and coaching for them to do that, Valentine was among them, but with this one she did it of her own volition, and gladly so it seemed, and continued licking after as if she wanted more!  
 
He let her lick for a little while longer then pulled her up so they could wash. Once clean she leaned against him and held on tightly, not wanting their time together to end but it had to. As the water grew cool, he turned it off and they stepped out, drying each other off and kissing once more. Once done he gave her arm a slight squeeze as he nodded towards the other room.
 
“You should get some sleep. Make sure to pee first so you don’t get an infection though.” He said.
 
She nodded, “I know about that. They talk about sexual health in basic and in yearly safety trainings. I guess they expect soldiers to be promiscuous. Some are, but us wessen tend not to be as much, though we have heats to contend with… You raid so many sex-kitten dens and see what they go through and the sicknesses they get… guess it turns you off. Usually we are sent in to take care of that dirty stuff anyway, so the humans don’t have to.”
 
 
He nodded, “Yeah, its not always fair, I get that, though you have a right to be scared of that an’ should try to keep yourself… I understand why you wanted me to take you an’ I’m honored you picked me, but don’t let it make you let your guard down or accept sex too easily from other.”
 
She shook her head, “I won’t, as I’m serious about saving myself for you. My contract will be up before my twenty third birthday, and even if I needed to sign up for two or four more years, to do what I need, I’d still only be 25 or 27… That’s not too old for you, is it?”
 
He shook his head, “It isn’t, but if you find someone else who you want to give yourself too as their mate an’ you are sure they will treat you right, do not ruin your happiness for me. Just make sure you stay faithful to them, treat them right, take care of them, and help them with their goals. It’s a key to a long, happy relationship.”
 
She nodded, “I will, but I hope with you when I am ready.”
 
He nodded, “I understand… Now, I’ve got to get some things done… I’ll not wake y’all until ‘round noon, but come down when you are ready if you are up before that.”
 
She nodded and kissed him on the cheek again before trotting off to use the toilet.
 
She was not sure why she did not see to be as worn out or be as stiff as Melissa was, but a dull ach in her abdomen said she would be sore tomorrow. She did not know that her leaner, not as firm muscles were saving her, having her just walk funny for a couple days, nor that Melissa would be walking like a sailor for the next several days in comparison due to her muscular build. All she knew is she felt happy, and for the first time felt that she could do what she promised at her parents grave that she would do. She would avenge them, save others from sharing her fate, and if possible, find her sisters and save them. By the time she came out of the bathroom, Hondo already had his pants, hat, and boots on and was headed out the door with a shirt, his vest, and gun belt over his shoulder. She moved the blankets around on the bed, finding the ones they had not soiled and soon fell asleep, dreaming of him holding her again. It was the first good sleep she had in months and the first good dream since before that one bad night that changed her life forever.
 
Hondo went out into the hanger and looked around. No one stirred still. He went down to the kitchen and laid the bundle in his arms down. He was conflicted on what he had done and had to leave, to think, to rationalize or at least come to terms with what he had done, what he let himself do that night, so he threw on a pair of jeans, opting to go ‘commando’ and without socks to save time. He looked around the kitchen and swore softly as he realized he left his coffee cup upstairs. He did not want to go back up just now and potentially wake anyone or have any further conversation at the moment, so he grabbed another cup and started a fresh pot of coffee. As he waited for it to brew he kicked off his boots and pulled a pair of socks from his pocket to put on before putting his boots back on. He did not grab boxers, so he was stuck with free-balling for now, but he had done it enough times so that it did not feel too awkward. He then pulled on his shirt and tucked it in before cinching up his belt, and then donned his gun belt and vest, all before the coffee had finished brewing.  
 
Once it was brewed, he filled a cup and a thermos, before popping in another energy pill and washing it down with the scalding, bitter brew. He grimaced a bit at the temperature and huffed, cooling his tongue and throat before heading out of the hanger. Once outside he looked around quickly. The soldiers were still walking their beats and the horizon was getting grey, signaling that within an hour or so the sun would start to come up. He looked around further and saw Major Ellis leaning against the hood of his jeep. It had stopped raining, though he was not sure when exactly, but outside of a few scattered clouds overhead it looked like it was going to be a clear day. Hondo walked over to Ellis, who looked his way as he approached but did not approach him as before. He was a bit on the defensive side this morning, having nearly been bitten by the rabid cowboy earlier, and since he was not sure of Hondo’s mood, he did not want to press for a repeat performance.
 
“Ellis, everythin’ alright out here?” Hondo asked.
 
Ellis nodded, “Yes, s.s it is.” Stopping short of calling him sir again.
 
“Sorry ‘bout last night… Guess I was a bit snappy.” Hondo said.
 
“I’m sure you had your reasons.” Elis replied curtly, but did not sound like he believed it.
 
“You see, my wife, the one who was taken from me was brought back damaged as most know.” He offered up.
 
Ellis nodded, “Yes, we know and know about her .. outbursts.”
 
Hondo nodded grimly, “Yeah… I reckon everyone knows ‘bout me an’ the angry woman who drove me out of my own camper… Pretty pathetic, eh?”
 
Ellis’s eyes narrowed a bit, not sure where he was going and confused by this change of attitude. He had seen the young mouse corporal come through with the water jugs and barely a shred of cloth covering her, and from that alone he knew what must be going on upstairs. He also gave a corporal a tongue lashing and demotion for whistling at her and causing her further embarrassment, as he could only imagine this sprite of a wessen woman being coerced into pleasuring the angry cowboy, despite knowing that several of the female officers were after him for sex. He hoped she was alright still, as he was not sure what this big, angry man might could have done to a small, innocent young thing such as herself, but it was none of his business really, unless she had been forced.
 
“I guess it could be seen that way.” Elis replied after a moment.
 
Hondo nodded, “Yeah, it can be an’ was… Reckon I just thought after all we had both been through that walkin’ away an’ givin’ her space was best, at first at least. Then she said she hated me an’ I just figured it was over an’ maybe if I had space I would think more rationally. I didn’t intend to fall in love with a young wessen woman in the meantime, or to have other women flock to me, wantin’ to be with me, no sir, I did not… neither did I expect to get a call last night sayin’ that the woman I had love, who let herself go into a dark place an’ scorn me would also try to kill herself.”
 
Elis stood up quickly, “What?!”
 
Hondo nodded, “Yeah, that’s why I came marchin’ out so angry an’ barked at ya last night an’ after dealin’ with it all barked on the way back… Was sorta lost. Still am but a couple really nice ladies spent some time with me through the night an’ helped me calm down an’ collect my thoughts. I know you know they are here but that’s all I have to say, other than I treated them as well as I could, understand… But yeah, Val, my first woman, the one I thought would be my only, fell into such a state last night that she tried to kill herself… She wouldn’t talk to me ‘bout it, but just decided to end it as she did not think I could forgive her… or maybe more correctly, could not forgive herself… I.. I don’t know….. It’s not an excuse, Ellis, just an explanation…. Damned sorry for snappin’ at you… Just wasn’t in a good place myself after that.”
 
Ellis stared at him, feeling guilty all of a sudden for all the angry words he had said to him in his mind, or the thoughts of him doing bad things to those girls. He knew he half admitted to having sex with them, or at least he figured that was what he meant, but he realized he let his mind go all the wrong places. He guessed that maybe he had indulged in a little too much hero worship himself, failing to see that though the cowboy and the medic had done extraordinary things, things that few others tried and all who had tried before them had failed to do, but despite that they were still just men. Men who get tired, men who fail, men who get depressed and feel overwhelmed and angry; who deal with despair and sadness and insecurities. He was not sure if it made him respect them more or not, but he found a new respect, seeing him in this light.  The cowboy had been battered and broken down, but he did not let it stop him. He even admitted he was wrong, that he had failed, and that took strength.  
 
Ellis sighed, “No apology needed. We all have bad days, though not usually that bad. We all see you and the medic as such heros that I think sometimes we forget you have problems just like we do, if not more so because of all you do… I.. I’m sure it takes a toll on one’s mind and body, and has to be hell on relationships.”
 
Hondo nodded, “It is an’ does… I appreciate ya bein’ understandin’”
 
Hondo pulled out his pocket watch and glanced at the time in the dim light. It was a little after 4 am. The grey sky would change to a soft yellow in about an hour or so, he figured.  
 
“Well, I’ve got a lot to do today an’ have to pick up breakfast for the folks here in three hours or so, so I’d better get started.” Hondo said as he closed the watch and stuck it back into his pocket.
 
Ellis nodded, “Understand… If you need a hand, let us know, otherwise we will have crew change around 700 hours. Sargent Shanks is off today, as is her squad, so I believe Sargent Quartermain, That is Piper Quartermain and her squad will be here during the day. I will try to stick around to introduce you, if you are not here at the time.”
 
Hondo nodded, “I appreciate it, but don’t wait for me. Molly an’ Marvin are my seconds in command here, with Karl, Maggie, an’ Tonya bein’ behind them. If they are ‘round, set up introductions with them an’ I’ll make myself known when I get back. I’ve got vehicle to check, food to stow, tanks to fill, parts to load, have a meetin’ with some bee keeper, an’ need to stop by to see Donaldson again to see ‘bout a last minute fuel tank addition to a truck, so not sure when I’ll be ‘round.”
 
Ellis nodded, “I understand. If you need any help, talk to Captain O’Reilly, as I am sure he can get you some extra help.”
 
“Much obliged. I’ll see how things go this mornin’ here. Gonna get my Bronco squared away for now… I’ll talk at y’later, Ellis.” Hondo said with a wave as he headed off to the bronco.
 
“Yes, later, sir.” He replied, slipping on the sir, but noticing he did not stop to correct him this time.  
 
Hondo walked to the Bronco and opened all the doors and the rear tailgate, taking note of what was inside and what space he had, before he went about cleaning, organizing, and sorting what he had.

It is about 10:30PM and the temperature is dropping about the camp site. Whether it is natural or Elsa’s action remains to be seen. But for now, the girls in and Electric Camper and Fernando and Ichigo in the Dub Box huddle up within the layers of their blankets for warmth as they go to sleep.  Fernando did not have a choice of where and how he would sleep with Ichigo straddling him as she goes into slumber land. He forces himself to sleep, which in the end just will tire him out faster during the day.
 
Fernando wakes up at 5AM, needing to get Ichigo off him so he can get dressed and gather the breakfast from Maddie’s place. He wanted not to wake her up but it was taking too long, so he wakes her with a slap to her ass.
 
“OW!” She lets out as she wakes up.
 
He lifts her up off him and puts her to the side of him still under the blankets and tells her, “You got an hour to get yourself and the Bunny girls together to serve breakfast to those in the convoy while I go get breakfast from Maddie’s place and hand out half to Hondo’s hanger and we get the other half here. Do I make myself clear on that?”  
 
“Yeah...” Ichigo replies as she rubs the rump of her rear end he slapped.
 
“So get dressed.” He tells her.
 
“I came here with just my t-shirt and panties last night. Or did you forget?” She tells him.
 
“I did not forget.” He tells her as he pulls up his pants and then goes to the cushion of the bench closest to the door. Lifting up the cushion, he opens the storage box inside and pulls out a pair of sweat pants, a hooded sweat shirt and a pair of sweat sox for her to put on, tossing them to her, “Try those on. If they fit, consider them yours.”
 
She nods though annoyed at the situation. Together they put on their clothes, though Fernando had a lot more to put on he finishes getting dressed before she does, she had spent too much time looking them over to see how they go on. He sits on the bed next to her as she puts on the sweat pants with both legs at the same time.  
 
“It’s much easier to put them on one leg at a time.” He comments.
 
“I’m used to panties and skirts.”  As she pulls the sweatpants to her waist. Eventually she finds and takes the draw strings of the sweatpants, pulls on them and ties them up. The hooded sweatshirt was east to deal with for her. Fernando takes the sweat sox and hands them to her one at a time. She complains, “I know how to dress myself.”
 
“Well hurry up. I do not have the time to be wasting.” He tells her.
 
She lifts up both legs and tells him “I’m done.”
 
He grabs her by the ankles, pulling the sweatpants out of the sweat sox she had over the pants legs, and then pulling them down over the sox. “There, now you’re done.” He tells her. She just looks at him, not sure what to say but he throws in, “Sox goes inside the pants, not the outside.”
 
They look at each other for a while before he tells her, “Get on my back.”
 
“Why?” She asks.
 
“One – I don’t want you to get the sox dirty for one and the floor is very cold for two.” He tells her.
 
She thinks about it for a while before crawling over behind him on the bed and then pounces on his back, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, holding on tightly before letting out a loud “Daddy!” like some little girl.
 
“Calm yourself down with that first of all.” He tells her. He then adds, “I’m taking you to the camper bus. You are to get dressed or you can stay like that and just put on some shoes and get the bunny girls ready to work with Val and Ruth to distribute the breakfast by 6AM. They need to get their ride and camper set up to go out tonight, and there will be a couple of meetings during the day. And tell Ruth and Val to set up coffee or some juice drink from the juice powder I gave Ruth and that I would like to speak to them about lunch and dinner as we will be leaving this later afternoon. Tell them nothing more. And Naya can stay in the camper with you as you are going to watch her while I am gone so the Wessen Hater Gang does not see her.”
 
“OK, I’ll get that done for you.” Ichigo replies.
 
“Alright, hold on...” He tells her, stepping to the Dub Box door. He opens the door and steps outside. The door closes by itself as he walks to his electric camper. He slides the sliding door half way open before leaning in and let Ichigo to step inside. He tells her, “Don’t forgot what I told you.”
 
“I won’t.” Ichigo says before he closes the door. She turns to the girls in the camper “You ladies need to get up and wash your faces and get dressed. Fernando is going to get our breakfast to give to Val and Ruth for us to give out to those in the convoy camp. We need to get coffee and juice ready for the camp. Naya, you are to stay here with me until further notice so the Wessen Hater Gang does not take you. When done you are to check out your vehicle and campers as we will be leaving this evening as there will be meetings about it today. Now let’s go, we need to be ready before Fernando returns with breakfast.”
 
Mae grumbles, “It’s too early in the morning for this...”
 
 
Outside Fernando walks over to the teen's dunebuggy with Lisa, her dogs, Alice, Jordan and Francis walk over to him.
 
“Hey Mister Fernando, everything OK?” Lisa says as they approach him.
 
He turns to face them, “Everything is fine. I need to speak to you all later, but first, this is the boy’s buggy?”  
 
“Yeah.” Jordan says.
 
“I need to borrow it and one guy and one girl to come with me to Maddie’s place to pick up breakfast from her and give half out to Hondo’s group hiding in the hanger and bring the rest here.” Fernando explains before releasing the brake and putting the car in neutral.
 
As they walk to where the Camper Tow Hitch was, Alice and Jordan volunteer. Fernando unlocks the Tow hitch, lifts up the trailer to clear the hitch and pushes the buggy out of the hitch before setting the trailer down onto its resting tow hitch leg. He then looks at them.
 
Fernando tells them, “Around 9o’clock I need to see all of you teens and a few others at Hondo’s Hanger for a meeting. It is just about preparing to leave before nightfall today. I’ll gather you all before leaving to Hondo’s hanger.”
 
“We will all be there.” Lisa replies.
 
“Good.” Fernando replies before adding, “Alice, Jordan, into the buggy, we’re going to pick up breakfast. Lisa, Francis, hold down the camp until I return.”
 
They all nod before going out in their separate directions with Alice and Jordan entering the buggy. Fernando walks to buggy’s front, lifts it up and pulls out the front from going against the Bunny Girls’ camper. He gets into the driver’s seat of the buggy and slowly drives out of the convoy parking area. Once passing the Blimp parking area, he goes around lot to the left and goes through the grassy field until he gets back on the road on the East side of town and then South once on the main road there. He gets to Maddie’s place in a few minutes.
 
After locking up the car, they walk into Maddie’s restaurant, taking a seat by the counter. Maddie comes out of the kitchen area, seeing Fernando and the teens with him have arrived.
 
“We are almost done with your order! Just packing things up for you!” Maddie says as she puts a few items into a large paper bag. Her cook comes out to add other things to another bag. In a few short minutes the bags are placed onto the counter in front of Fernando.
 
Fernando puts a $100 gold coin on the counter, “That should cover for breakfast. I will return for dinner around 6PM and pay for that as well.” He pulls out his receipt and writes on it “$100 paid for breakfast.”
 
“You already paid too much last night.” Maddie says to him.
 
“Don’t worry about it. You do great work on short notice. That should be rewarded.” Fernando tells her before handing out the bags to Francis and Alice.
 
“Alright then.” Maddie replies, “I’ll see you then.”
 
“Thank you.” Fernando tells her before taking the last two bags and leads the group out of the dune buggy. The food is placed about on the front passenger seat. He tells Francis and Alice to wait for a second as he calls Hondo on the radio.
 
“Righteous Cowboy, this is Medic, Please answer. Over.” Fernando says to his small Yaesu radio.
 
Fernando was about to call Hondo again but Hondo replies just in time, “Righteous Cowboy here. Everything alrigh’ at your end?”
 
“Everything is fine. I’m coming by with food for the kids in the hanger, but two things. One - have one of the ladies make some juice from the powdered stuff I gave you a couple of days ago, and two - we need take apart and sort through what is there for you and the kids, and repack it so I can take it and feed everyone else at the convoy camp. I’ll be in the Teen’s green buggy.” Fernando explains.
 
“Alrigh’, I’ll see you then.” Hondo replies.
 
“Be there in 5...” Fernando says before putting away his little radio.
 
He then walks over to the driver’s side and lets Alice and Francis in to the rear seat before getting into the rear seat himself. Once on the road, Fernando cuts into the grass and cross the runway to get to the west side of town where Hondo’s Hanger is located. Cutting across the runaway as he did makes a 5 minute trip into 2 minutes. As soon as he gets to the hanger, the troops guarding the place open the main door and signal Fernando to drive in. Fernando continues to drive to the rear of the hanger and stops near a kitchen like area in the rear. He steps out of the buggy and helps the teens as well. Hondo comes down stairs with Minerva, Miniya, Tracey and Abigail as Fernando and the teens put the bags of food on counter.
 
Fernando tells Francis and Alice, “All but one of the vegetarian salad sandwiches belong here, I have to take one back for Naya; and 12 of the egg, meat and cheese sandwiches stay here. And 6 of the large oatmeal bowls are to stay here. Everything else comes with us.”
 
Hondo walks up behind them and looks over, “Same as before?”
 
“Pretty much the same. Maddie knows how to put together a quick meal on short notice.” Fernando explains as Alice and Francis packs the remaining meals in a couple of bags. He then points out, “29 veggie sandwiches; 12 egg, meat and cheese sandwiches, and 6 large bowls of oatmeal that can be served to them on the paper cups. You just need to make some juice for them to drink.”
 
“Alrigh’, I’ll take it from here.” Hondo says. He then asks, “Anything else?”
 
“Well, I would like to have that meeting at 9o’clock about what we spoke about, about that box I got from Center Town. And then have a final meeting at around 5PM to hand over the kids to General Jastrey. I’ll see about getting lunch for everyone later today and get Ruth and Val to prepare Go Bags for our trip.” Fernando explains.
 
“Good. I may have to go to Center Town and check somethin’ out I saw there the other day.” Hondo says.
 
“No problem. Take Patricia, Madison and Miniya with you.” Fernando tells him.
 
“Will do, but why Miniya?” Hondo asks.
 
“Have her wear her EMT jacket and hat, so she can get used to being around others and not be nervous about it, in short, hiding in plain sight.” Fernando explains. He adds, “While you are there, test the radios between them there.”
 
“Will do.” Hondo replies.
 
“Well, I’ll see you and everyone here later at 9o’clock.” Fernando tells him. He turns to the ladies with him, “You you girls later. We have a lot to cover before we leave this place.”
 
Minerva was about to pounce on Fernando for a goodbye hug, but Miniya clamps her hand down on her shoulder, and keeps her from going any further from what I was going, telling her, “You can have Snu Snu with your boyfriend later in the day. We got kids to feed.”
 
“Wait... what? Snu Snu? What The #$@!, Miniya!” Minerva turns on her twin.
 
“Minerva, I’ll see you later.” Fernando tells her.
 
She turns to look at him and then nods. Fernando signals for Alice and Francis to secure the food and get into the buggy so they can leave. Once they are in, Fernando gets into the driver’s seat and slowly backs the buggy out of the hanger.
 
Once on the main road, he goes north to the convoy parking area, taking about five minutes to get there.  He parks the buggy at an angle to its camper before connecting the camper back onto its tow hitch but not locking it in place.
 
“I’ll take care of that after we get the food delivered to Ruth and Val. Let’s go.” He tells Slice and Francis.
 
Together they gather the meals and take it over to Hondo’s Camper Truck. Knocking on the door, it quickly open with Kiah blocking its entry way. Mae is heard yelling, “KIAH! ONLY MISS RUTH OR MISS VAL CAN OPEN THE DOOR!”
 
“Well I Got it Open... And It’s That Mister Fernando With Two Teens With Bags Of Food!” Kiah says.
 
Ruth walks hurriedly to the door, almost pushing Kiah out of the way, “Oh, Fernando! I thought we were going to make breakfast...”
 
“Ichigo, Mae or June told you anything?” Fernando asks.
 
“Ichigo said that she’s watching somebody for you, and that you were getting something but no details on that.” Ruth says.
 
“I’ll deal with Ichigo then. She was supposed to tell you that I was getting breakfast for everyone but you ladies need to make the coffee and juice. But she is watching a new comer for me making sure that the Wessen Hater Gang does not find her in camp.” Fernando explains before he starts handing the bags of food to her. He adds “Also, I will be getting some of the lunch from the Asian Restaurant, and around 6o’clock I’ll be getting more sandwiches and soups for the ladies to prepare Go bags for when we leave this place this evening.”
 
“Go bags?” Kiah says from behind.
 
“Meals you eat while driving from town to town on long trips. They are also called ‘Meals On The Go.’” Fernando says to be heard.
 
“Oh...” Kiah says before letting out “I still don’t get it.”  
 
“Anyways. Ruth, there is a veggie sandwich in there for the one Ichigo is watching, so I’ll pick up later 2 meat sandwiches and that 1 veggie sandwich with 2 juice drinks and 1 coffee. The Den mother and her kids are at the hanger with all the Wessen kids, so there is nothing there for them. It is just us, Mariebelle and the Teens.” Fernando explains, “You can send one of the bunny girls with my order and knock three times so I know who it is and not General Jastrey or somebody else wanting my attention. Lastly, I’m taking the Bunny girls at 9 o’clock for a meeting with them and the other new comers.”
 
“They should be done with breakfast by then.” Ruth says.
 
“Thank you.” Fernando tells her.
 
“No, thank you! Without you, we would be starving!” Ruth says.
 
“I’ll see you guys later then. I have to do other things. And let me know if you need fuel or water for your vehicles. I’ll do what I can for you and the others.” Fernando tells her.
 
“I’ll let you know.” Ruth replies.
 
“See you then.” Fernando says to her.
 
“See you...” Ruth says before closing the door.
 
Fernando starts leading Alice and Francis back to their buggy and camper before lifting the front of the buggy by bumper and shifting into place. Once in place, he secures the camper’s tow hitch onto the buggy’s tow ball. He then tells them that they are free to go, just make sure to get something to eat before retiring to rest. He then goes back to his camper, opening the side door and stepping in and closing the door behind him. Naya is sitting on the floor and Ichigo on the bed, both already in t-shirt and panties.
 
“Somebody will be here soon with our food.” He tells them as he looks at them. He shakes his head at Ichigo, “What if you have to leave in an emergency, want to be caught out there in just your t-shirt and panties.”
 
“No, but they are there and I can quickly grab them.” Ichigo says as she points to the shelf by the bed.
 
“Get them and put them on, in case we need to get out of here in a hurry.” Fernando tells her.
 
“Alright, Alright...” Ichigo says as she crawls to the shelving and gets her things. Like before she looks them over before putting them on, but as she puts them on, “Why can’t I put on my normal dress?”
 
“That is not required for now. Maybe when we get to the next town then yes.” Fernando tells her.
 
Ichigo sighs as she puts on the sweat pants with both legs at the same time like before in the Dub Box. The hooded sweat shirt is next. She then lies on her back on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
 
There is three knocks on the door, Fernando’s signal to open the door for breakfast. He opens it, seeing Mae and June outside. Out is instinct he steps to the side to let them in. They enter the camper and sit on the edge of the bed with them holding out the bags containing their food. Fernando takes the bags and puts the on the sink and stove counter, opening each one to see what was in them.
 
Before giving out the food he tells Mae and June “Thanks for bringing in the food.” He then gives Naya the Veggie Salad sandwich and a covered paper cup of prepared juice from powder. He then hands a sandwich to Ichigo, followed by a handing her a covered paper cup of prepare juice. She has to shift over to use the shelf on the wall as a temporary table to hold her drink.  
 
Fernando looks at Mae and June, “If you are done with giving out the food, you four should be in your camper and buggy setting things up and locking things down so they do not fall down while on the move. You should also have your riding blankets and hoodies in the buggy seats to put them on before you roll out. And you should have the vinyl siding up on the passenger side and rear window, so you can all enter from the driver’s side. And when you get to Go Bag Meals, they should go into the little storage area in the back behind the back seats, put in some extra snacks and water. Everyone rides in the buggy, no one rides in the camper, because of there is an accident, anybody in the camper dies.” He pauses for a second, and then adds, “Talk to the teens about any issues you have as they have the same ride and camper as you do. I’ll be there later to inspect and help out with your buggy. I will get you before 9AM to go to Hondo’s hanger for a driver’s meeting. I’m not throwing you out but those things I told you to do, I have to do them as well. I’ll see you later.”
 
Both Mae and June sit there with jaws momentarily dropped. June, though being the shy one of the group, gets up and grabs Mae by the arm, “Mae, he’s right. We got work to do.”
 
Mae slowly gets up, and then both step up to the door. Fernando steps to the sliding door and then opens it. Mae and June step out. They look at him before June takes Mae’s arm and hauls her away. He looks at him as they walk to the front of his electric camper and disappear as they go around its front. He sighs before closing the door and sits down at the edge of the bed.
 
He then looks at Naya, “When you’re done eating, fold up sleeping bag, blanket and pillow. Leave the floor padding where it is, so it can be there for you to sit on if you like. Or you can sit on the front passenger seat.”
 
Naya looks about herself looking at her sleeping area before nodding. Fernando steps over to get his sandwich and coffee and sits back down to enjoy his meal. Things begin to settle in place as the clock rolls over to 7AM. He begins to clean up the garbage sandwich wrappers and empty paper cups, putting them into the bag they came in and placing them on top of the sink/stove counter. As Naya continues to sit on her sleeping gear, Fernando goes over to sit on the Driver’s seat and calls for Ichigo to sit on the passenger seat. Once she is there, he begins to explain to her about the dashboard switch board and its operation. They then heard Naya let out a sigh.
 
Fernando turns to face Naya, “Something bothering you?”
 
“There is nothing to do here.” Naya complains.
 
“Let me explain it to you slow and simple to where you will understand...” He tells her sternly. She looks at him with a scared and concerned look. He continues, “The choice as is I gave you, be with us and have a safe life or you can go back to the streets and live that life, and now with Giovanni gone, where are you going to go?”
 
“Giovanni gone? How?” Naya asks.
 
“He was killed a couple days ago for cheating in a poker game involving a million dollar bet.” He tells her.
 
“Killed?” Naya throws out in disbelief.
 
“Killed. Dead. Sleeping In The Ground. No Longer Walking With The Living.” He explains.
 
“But how!” Naya throws out.
 
“Like I said, cheating in a poker game involving a million dollar bet a couple days ago, those in the game put a bullet into his head. Bang. Bang. Bang.” He points out.
 
“You were there?” Naya asks.
 
“I was one who shot him in the head. So was Hondo, and one of General Jastrey’s agents.” He explains.
 
“But... why?” She asks.
 
“Aren’t you listening? He cheated. And like he likes to shoot those who challenge him, he tried to shoot us for challenging him, only to be out numbered 3 to 1 and out gunned. A deck of cards has of any value- Clubs, Spades, Hears and Diamonds. Hondo had a hand with a value with all four things. Yet Giovanni had 6 of the same cards? That’s cheating. He got up to shoot Hondo, but he was shot by the three of us. Since Hondo had the winning hand, he got the money. But while we were taking down the place, the bookkeeper shot himself and some young girl he was #$@!ing. That is the only bad thing about that night is that some poor girl was killed when she could have been rescued.” He explained.
 
“Do you know who the girl was?” Naya asks.
 
“Don’t know. She was a young distraction girl, that’s all I know.” He tells her.
 
Tears begin to flow from Naya’s eyes before she asks, “What about the guards? Didn’t they try to shoot you and the others after shooting Giovanni?”  
 
“When you’re slow, you blow. They were dead before they realized what was happening.” He tells her. After a brief pause, he points out, “We had our people there to assist us in case something like this would happen. They took down the guards when they tried to take us down.”
 
Naya looks down at herself trying to hold back the tears.
 
Fernando speaks, “Look, girl, you are playing a dangerous game. You want an exciting life with drama so you would not be bored. But living that life has a price, and that price is life – life of your friends, life of people you know, life that you can all your own – all dead. Dead because you wanted some excitement so you won’t be bored. Now look at the body count – friends, co-workers, your boss Giovanni – all dead. You would have been dead as well if it were not for me. So think about it. A safe life where you are protected is a boring life of responsibilities and jobs to do. No one is going to tell you go give up some ass or pussy or suck on their dick. No one is going to put a gun to your head for you not doing your job. At the same time you will have a safe and warm place to sleep and good food to eat every day, but there will be jobs for you to do. Do those jobs, and you will be rewarded. Don’t do those jobs asked of you to do, and you may find yourself in the middle of the highway walking alone. Do I make myself clear on that?”
 
Naya nods.
 
He throws at her, “Then which one do you want: the life filled with drama or a safe boring life?”
 
It takes her a while to answer, “A safe boring life.”
 
“Good.” He says.
 
She then looks up at him, “But what about...”
 
“What about what?” He throws back at her.
 
“You know... #$@!ing and stuff like that?” She asks.
 
“Can I ask why?” He says to her.
 
“Because there are times... when a girl... gotta have it?” She replies.
 
“Well, I’m going to tell you this much. It is not going to happen for the following reasons... one – for now, I gave you some medicine to cure you of what injuries and diseases you have. That it going to take at least a month to clear out of your system and you will be like new – new as in, near virgin in body, injuries head and cured of what diseases you may have. But if you have sex with anyone now, you could get sick again and that medicine I gave you will stop working.” He tells her.
 
“But… the only one I would have sex with... is you.” She lets out.
 
“Like I said – one month, and let’s see what happens from there.” He tells her, “During that time you have a lot to learn and a lot to do. And you learn and do during this time. Got that?”
 
Naya nods before wiping away her tears.
 
“Good. Now before I go out and deal with everyone packing and setting up to go...” Fernando goes to the bench seat and lifts it where he has the various items he bought at the sex shop, feeling about before pulling out a thin black leather collar. He closes the bench storage area and goes up to her, getting on his knees to get at her level. She looks up at him as he gets close to her. In a faster than the eye could he, he wraps the black leather collar around her neck and tightens it to where there was space to put his fingers between her neck and the collar. As he holds her by the collar, he tells her “I own you as I own others in this group. You are to do as I need you to do, as I tell you to do. You don’t and decide to do your own thing, try to take off that collar off, you will find yourself walking on the highway alone. Do I make myself clear?”
 
Naya nods.
 
Fernando leans over to her, saying into her ear, “This collar says you’re mine and I can do with you as I wish. Now, I have this sleeping gear and new clothes for you in Minerva and Miniya’s campers, and they will report to me when you are with them. You are to do as they ask you to do as they are my leading Wessen Slaves – both bought from Giovanni long ago. Do I make myself clear?”  
 
Naya nods.
 
“Good” He says as he pulls away from her, but reaching with his hand down between her legs and scooping her panty covered groin for a brief moment. He then tells her softly, “When the medicine fixes you up after a month, that pussy will be mine. So you better keep it tight if you know what is good for you.”
 
Again, Naya nods though a bit nervously.
 
“Good.” He says to her before getting up and sits on the edge of the bed. He takes off his jacket and shoes, leaving the shoes on the floor but the Jacket being hung up on a hook on the wall by the bed.  He takes off his shoulder guns holster and shirt and hangs it on the jacket. He takes a pillow and beats it to fluff it up before putting it on the bed and lies his head on it. Putting his feet on the bed, he opens his belt and pants before calling for Ichigo.
 
“Maria, get over here... now!” He says louder than needed.
 
Ichigo turns about on the passenger seat, seeing Fernando on the bed, she gets off the seat and quickly walks to the bed, climbs onto it and on to him, straddling him and facing him. He puts his hands on her waist to hold her in place.
 
“You called, ‘daddy’?” Ichigo eventually replies.
 
“I did, so what of it?” He tells her.
 
“Well... if you called me that means that you want something that only I can give, right?” She points out.
 
“Not in front of the guests.” He tells her, adding “I need my rest but I need to take you and others to the meeting at Hondo’s hanger at 9AM. We will need to take her with us.”
 
“Awww...  thought you wanted me to your loving daughter...” She teases.
 
“Not while we are in this misbegotten place of a town.” He tells her sternly.
 
“You know, a daughter’s love for her father can only go so far when you, the father, keep denying her – me.” She tells him.
 
“Denial is a river in Egypt.” He tells her.
 
“You keep saying that, but what does it mean?!” Ichigo says.
 
“Egypt is a country on the other side of the world and ‘Denial’ is a river in that country. It is not what you think it is in not giving you what you think you deserve.” Fernando tells her.
 
Ichigo scowls at him.
 
“Cut it out, ‘Maria’. I give you a lot of things from what little we have, you should not be having such a negative attitude with me when you don’t get things your way.” He tells her.
 
“One day I’m going to find a boyfriend who gives me everything and I will marry him, and you will be all alone without me.” Ichigo threatens.
 
“Until that day comes, as your father I am also your boyfriend and you will accept what I have to give when I can give it. Not before. And not when I can’t. So no matter what issues you may have, you are not going to take it out on me.” He tells her sternly.  
 
Ichigo scowls at him for the moment.
 
He gives her a slight slap on the butt.
 
“Hey!” Ichigo complains.
 
“Slow your roll.” He tells hers. They look at each other for the moment before he throws in “I’m the father, you’re the daughter. And a father’s love for his daughter is absolute as it does not have limits as I would kill for you and even die for you, but there are lines we do not cross. A daughter’s love has to be just the same and understanding it is what a father can do for her.”
 
Ichigo looks at him for a moment before looking away from him, glancing to Naya to see her reaction. Naya was sitting on the sleeping gear on the floor with her back against the cabinets, sitting there wondering what is going on though her eyes were closed, mouth agape gasping lightly for air with her feet on the floor but her knees in the air open into a ‘V’ shape and her hand between her legs up against her groin rubbing herself through the material of her panties.
 
Fernando turns his head for the moment to see what Ichigo is looking at. Realizing what Naya was doing, he just shakes his head and wonders if things would be different if there was a TV to watch. But it being what it is, public entertaining broadcasts were nonexistent.  
 
Ichigo turns to Fernando, “Gives you any ideas?”
 
He looks back up at her, “Many ideas, but what do you have in mind?”
 
“I was thinking about having my ‘daddy’ teach me where babies come from and how they are made.” She taunts him.
 
“Again. Not while we are in Flight Town. Not while there are idiots out there watching us and when they see how close and important you are to me, to use that against me by taking you and do how knows what to you. In that, you will see a father’s love take action and kill everyone involved with your abduction and doing harm to you. It is the ugly side of me I do not want you to see, and you’re not even my real daughter nor do I love you to such an extent.” He says softly to her ear as to not let Naya hear him.
 
Ichigo looks down at him for the moment before suddenly lowering her head to his and pressing her lips against his, trying to increase of the intimacy of the kiss between then. Not exactly succeeding, she pushes herself off him. She says, “Even though you may not have those feelings for me, I do for you. You saved my life, and you do own me but you do not abuse me like most others would have, you provide for me, and you have me in a safe place. No one could do better for me than you have.”
 
Fernando takes a look at his watch, seeing that it is 7:45 before letting out a sigh.
 
“Something wrong?” Ichigo asks.
 
“We got about an hour to get things together before I take you all to Hondo’s hanger. I need you to get yourself ready, whatever you put on to wear, you need to keep the hoodie on and wear it over your head to hide your face, and if they fit, put on Macey’s sneakers as you cannot run in shoes... And have Naya put on the clothes I gave her yesterday. I have to go out and check with the Bunny girls and the Teens on how their rides are doing.” He pauses for a second before telling her, “I need you to get off me so we can get this done.”
 
Ichigo puts her hands on his shoulders and smiles.
 
He looks at her back at her, “You know you lose every time you do this.”
 
“I know. But it is fun to try.” She replies.
 
“Ichigo. I’m not playing. Things have to be done and I need you and her ready within an hour.”  He tells her sternly.
 
She thinks for a second before replying, “OK” before getting off him.
 
Fernando sits up once she is off him, getting his shirt and shoes to put on. His shoulder holsters go on next followed by his hat, glasses and hat. He gets up and steps up to the door, looking at Ichigo and then at Naya.
 
He points at Naya telling Ichigo, “Take her down a couple of pegs. I don’t need her smelling like Sex at the 9o’clock gathering.”
 
Ichigo nods before Fernando closes the sliding door. She looks about the area for her clothes only deciding on putting on a skirt over her sweat pants. Putting the skirt to the side, she takes the pillow on the bed and crawls over to the sink side of the bed before swinging the pillow to Naya’s face.
 
Sitting back on the bed, she looks at Naya as she yells at her, “WHAT THE #$@!! WHY YOU DID THAT?!!”
 
Ichigo looks at her sternly, “Calm yourself down! We need to get you cleaned up and dressed before Fernando takes us out. He’ll be back after running a few errands, and we cannot have you smelling like you just had sex.”
 
Naya looks at her for the moment in defeat.
 
Ichigo gets up on the bed and opens one of the upper cabinets, pulling out a roll of toilet paper and a paper bag. She rolls out a wad of toilet paper about her hand and hands it to Naya, “Wipe yourself with that, and put it in the bag so I can throw it out later. Then wash your hands and face and get dressed.”
 
Naya takes the wad of toilet paper and wipes herself clean of her sexual fluids between her legs. She then puts the wet wad of paper into the paper bag Ichigo put on the ground. Ichigo then gets the soap and sink ready for her to wash her hands and face, pulling out a small wad of toilet paper to dry her hands with and a larger wad for her face.
 
After cleaning up, Naya puts on her clothes.
 
Outside Fernando is with the day time Teen Patrol Crew; April, Mae and June of the Bunny Girls looking over the three Dune Buggies, checking on the oil level and conditions, Tow Hitch and Electrical Connections of the vehicle and campers, and fuel levels. Alone the Buggies can get over 35 miles per gallon of fuel but towing the camper is drops to about 25 miles per gallon. Lights, radio, ignition and other electronics are also checked and between the three vehicles all look fine. Lastly Tires and suspension are checked and also seem fine. He also shows them how to check the other vehicles with Karl’s and Marvin’s SUV, which is similar but with the addition of a water pump and radiator, they had to check on the vehicle’s coolant levels and color. The SUVs also seem fine.
 
To do them the favor, Jeanette’s vehicles are quickly looked over, as well as the Den Mother’s Troop Carrier Bus. Ruth and Joanne’s vehicles and campers were also checked. The last vehicle to be checked is Fernando’s own Electric Bus, which he has also ready checked on the batteries on it before for their charge, but also water levels of the water tanks along with wiring between camper and vehicle and their Tow Hitch connection. It is now about 8:35.
 
Leaning against Marvin’s SUV with the teens and the bunny girls around him, Fernando takes his tiny Yaesu radio and calls Hondo with it.
 
“Righteous Cowboy, this is Medic, Please answer. Over.” Fernando says to his small Yaesu radio.
 
Fernando was about to call Hondo again but Hondo replies just in time, “Righteous Cowboy here. Everything alrigh’ at your end?”
 
“Everything is fine. In about 20 or so minutes I will be arriving in Karl’s SUV with the Teens and Bunny Girls for the meeting at 9AM. Tell Karl and Marvin that I checked their rides for tonight’s Bug Out and they are ready to go, and tell Karl that I am using his SUV to bring everyone there. We can meet behind the hanger when I get there.” Fernando explains.
 
“Alrigh’, I’ll see you then.” Hondo replies.
 

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[At the Harris-Layton Ranch]
 
After getting up early in the morning and preparing some food for the girls and him to eat, Russell works on the last part of his escape plans. As he makes the last minute additions to the tractor and the trailer it will be pulling, he thinks where he is to go, knowing that the nearest Indian village was 30 miles away, with a Junk Town over 100 miles away. In the darkest reaches of his mind, he thinks “What if the Indians were attacked as well?” The tribe was over 500 strong, with about 190 men and women with the rest being children. With what he seen of the slavers, there were at least 25 of them when they attacked the house. At best he thinks he could get 10 maybe 15 miles per hour out of the tractor if it does not break down. What few tests he could do in it, it seems that it can do the job.
 
By 9o’clock Russell has the girls washed up and gone to use the bathroom before he puts them in the trailer with blankets and provisions for their trading. His pants pocket stuffed with a couple of wallets of Old world money and a couple sacks of gold and silver coins he managed to find. On him he has five different firearms which he hope he won’t use but will if he has too. But as a Wessen, his life means little to others and few will believe the story he has to say, hoping that Tammy would back him up in getting help for the four of them.
 
He looks about and listens carefully. There was no sound of vehicles or animals wondering about for as many miles as his senses can reach. He thinks and tries to remember where the Indian village was, and makes a decision to turn left and go down the main road for as long as it takes and as long as the tractor lasts. The Tractor lurches forward, taking time to build up speed to just under 10 miles per hour. It being a straight road gives him the opportunity to close his eyes for a moment and pray to god about making it to safety as in his mind it is a long trip for him to get to where he needs to go.
 

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[Escape From Junk Town, on a Utah Highway, heading North…]
 
[Around 9:30AM]
It is another 50 miles before Maria taps him on his helmet, making him pull over to the side of the road. He turns around to her.
 
“What is going on? You OK?” He asks.
 
“I gotta go to the bathroom. And I bet Tamara and Darlene need to go too.” Maria complains.
 
“Alright hold on, I’ll go off road for a while so we won’t be bothered.” He tells her before putting the tricycle into a lower gear and turns into the grassy field. He drives into field at about 10 to 15 miles per hour for about 10 minutes before find a clearing. Not wanting too, he turns off the engine, gets off the tricycle and helps Maria get off the tricycle. She runs off into the grassy area where she squats down and does her business while he opens the camper. Tamara and Darlene crawl out.
 
“Where are we?” Tamara asks.
 
“Not far enough. You two slowed us down by a lot. It will take us two days for us to get out of harms’ way instead of one if it were just Maria and I.” Francisco complains.
 
“But we are far away from the slave mines, right?” Tamara asks.
 
“Aren’t you listening? We might be far, but they can still find us. It will take another day for us to get out of their reach.” Francisco tells her sternly as Maria comes out of the grass.
 
“And what were you doing?” Tamara asks Maria.
 
“I was peeing in the grass. Don’t you need to go to the bathroom as well?” Maria says and asks.
 
“Oh!” Darlene says before she climbs out of the camper and runs into the grass to take care of her personal business.
 
Maria looks at Tamara, “Don’t you need to go too? It’s been a long ride and who knows when will our next stop be.”
 
“I’m more hungry and thirsty than to wanting to go to the bathroom.” Tamara tells her.
 
“Go use to the bathroom! You pee or shit in my camper and you will be left behind.” Francisco tells Tamara.
 
“Alright I’ll go use the bathroom.” Tamara tells him as she goes into the grass. Darlene comes out as Tamara goes in, stopping by Maria and Francisco.
 
Darlene goes up Francisco and hugs him, “Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! I was about to climb up a tall pile and jump off if I had to suck the master’s dick again!”
 
“Thanks to you two, things are going to take longer than needed.” Francisco tells her.
 
“I’ll do anything if you take me, please!” Darlene tells him as she holds onto him, throwing in, “I’ll suck your dick, warm your bed, I’ll even let you #$@! me like a good little wifey! Just take me away from that place!”
 
He tries to push her off him and partially does, telling her, “Look. You do as I tell you to do, it might save your life. Don’t go off on your own or what Tamara tells you. I’m the one doing this as if it were not for me, you would be back at the master’s shack sucking his dick. Now do as I say or else, for if you do as you please or as Tamara tells you to do, I will leave you behind with her.”
 
She looks up at him with tears running down her cheeks and nods at him.
 
Tamara comes out of the tall grass, walking to Francisco and Darlene. Of course, she has to bitch and complain, “Now that you got us out you demanding to be serviced?”
 
“I ain’t demanding nothing. Now you are going listen and listen good or else I’m leaving you behind right here.” He tells Tamara sternly. Tamara stands there with her mouth open. He continues to tell her, “You are not in charge of me, I am in charge of us all. I am the elder and this is my ride and my camper. You do not like what I got; you can walk back to the mines. I’m heading north where we would be free of the slavers and the mines. If you do not like where we are going, you can walk away right now.”
 
“Why are you so mean?!!” Tamara whines
 
“Why are you such a bitch!” Francisco almost yells at her, “You were not invited to this escape, you are not part of our plans, and yet now that we got out of that place you want to make demands?!! You have no power, no right or no authority to make demands! You either ride with us and do as you are told, or you walk. Decide now!”
 
“I do not want to be back in that slave place! I do not want to be a water girl! I do not want the master to touch me anymore!” Tamara falls to her knees and cries.
 
“Then shut the #$@! up!” He tells her.
 
“But what about food? I’m hungry!” Tamara balls out.
 
“We will have to see what happens. If anything, we will have food tomorrow. Right now we got nothing to eat and a long way to go before we can get food.” Francisco tells her. He then points to the camper, “Now you two get in there, we will be leaving and have another break before night fall or if we get into a town before then.”
 
Tamara just looks at him but notices that Darlene has gone into the tear drop camper ahead of her. Without saying a word, Tamara gets up off her knees and rushes into the camper. Francisco closes and locks the camper door before going to the tricycle. He helps Maria to get into the rear seat. He then gets into his seat, turns on the engine and looks at his map and ball compass before the tricycle into gear and slowly goes through the grass and onto the road again. On the highway he maintains 35 – 40 mph as long as he stays in the middle of the lane on the faded yellow lines, slowing down and pulling over if and when vehicles come towards him in the opposite direction, which the time he was on the road he seen no one in front or behind him but only hears voices asking about the roads’ conditions on the CB.

In less than an hour, the Bronco was repacked, checked mechanically, and some supplies from inside were added. After that he went inside, did a look through the downstairs, took a stomach pill, ate one of the sandwiches that Fernando gave him, and then worked on checking over what progress Marvin and Maggie had made the night before. While they were not completely done, they had gotten close, so he finished up, pulling a few things out for the camper trailer and for Fernando’s camper, and the rest packing away in the trailer that he had gotten when they found David.  
 
With the trailer loaded, he checked out the vehicle and found everything as mechanically sound, and though he would have liked to have Donaldson look it over there was not time. At least the previous owners had added fuel tanks and a radio already, though it could use more work if they were keeping it. He was not sure if they would keep it, though, as their fleet had already gotten larger than he would have liked, but he figured Maggie could drive it for now, as they needed the supplies.
 
As he finished up there his radio came to life in his pocket.
 
“Righteous Cowboy, this is Medic, please answer. Over.” Fernando voice called out over the radio.
 
Hondo fished the radio out of his pocket and keyed the mic, “Righteous Cowboy here. Everything alrigh’ at your end?”
 
“Everything is fine. I’m coming by with food for the kids in the hanger, but two things. One - have one of the ladies make some juice from the powdered stuff I gave you a couple of days ago, and two - we need take apart and sort through what is there for you and the kids, and repack it so I can take it and feed everyone else at the convoy camp. I’ll be in the Teen’s green buggy.” Fernando explains.
 
“Alrigh’, I’ll see you then.” Hondo replies.
 
“Be there in 5...” Fernando answered back.
 
Hondo put the radio into his pocket and headed up the stairs. Molly needed rest still, he did not want to wake Maggie, Marvin, or the others just yet, and his girls had been up late, and though Miniya had been up late too, he needed them to get their kids fed and ready for the day. He walked up to their room and rapped on the door. No answer with his first knock so he knocked again. After the second knock a rustling was heard and a tired and slightly grouchy voice was heard on the other side of the door.
 
“Who’s there?!” The voice he thought was Miniya.  
 
Though Miniya’s voice was similar to Minerva’s, they differed in tone and attitude usually. Minerva tended to be whinier when things were not going her way and when they were she spoke faster, and in a bit higher pitch. Miniya tended to growl more, but even then, her voice was usually lower, quieter, and had a slower, more even keel to it, even when things were going her way. At times her voice sounded more depressed, but He was starting to think it was because she was so nervous and unsure, yet she tried to hide it. Minerva seemed to have no issue showing if she was happy, sad, scared, annoyed, or otherwise, where Miniya tried to hid her emotions. It was something he was catching on to, and slowly he was starting to be able to tell the twins apart.
 
“Its Hondo, Miniya. Open up.” He called out.
 
Miniya opened the door enough to show herself but stayed half behind it still. She squinted at him sleepily, her t-shirt now rumbled and stretched a bit more, though it still covered her, though was struggling to do so.
 
“How did you know it was me?” She asked.
 
“You growled. Your sister whines.” He replied.
 
Minya nodded, “Fair enough… Something wrong?”
 
He shook his head, “No, nothin’s wrong, but Fernando will be here in five minutes with breakfast, an’ I need you ladies to handle getting’ meals sorted this mornin’, before you get the kids fed.”
 
“Fernando is coming!” Minerva called out excitedly as she trotted up pulled the door open wide.  
 
She was wearing only panties and a tank top cut down leaving her midriff exposed and only long enough to cover her breasts.
 
“Min! I’m trying to keep the door partially closed for a reason!” Miniya snapped.
 
“Why? Fernando said we should trust Mr Hondo.” Minerva asked.
 
“I do, but some of the other girl aren’t decent!” Minya growled.
 
“Oh, come on! You would be a nudist if Fernando let you be!” Minerva replied sourly.
 
“You two can argue later! I need three of four of you ready now!” Hondo snapped a bit.
 
“Sorry, Mr. Hondo. We’ll be down in a couple minutes.” Miniya replied to which Minerva looked at her like she had six eyes.
 
“I’ll wait here for you. Just get dressed quickly.” He replied.
 
She nodded, “Yes sir.”
 
As she closed the door Hondo could not help but overhear them.
 
“Yes sir? Sorry?? What’s gotten into you? You in love with him or something??” Minerva whispered.
 
“No!” Miniya snapped.
 
“You’re lying!” Minerva retorted.
 
“I’m not! Now, Get dressed!... Tracey, Abby, you too!” Miniya said before all talking stopped and was replaced by rustling movements as they all dressed.
 
In a couple minutes the door opened again and the four came out, dressed though a little bedraggled looking as they had not had a chance to comb their hair or wash their faces yet. As Miniya started to shut the door behind her she spoke to one of the others.
 
“Josie, Get the others up. Make sure they use the bathroom, clean up, and get dressed. Knock on the boy’s door and have Michael get the boys ready. Breakfast will be here shortly and we have a lot to do today, if the convoy is leaving tomorrow.” She said through the door.
 
“Okay.” A sleepy voice replied before she shut the door.
 
As the door shut, Miniya cringed as Minerva spoke up.
 
“So, Mr. Hondo, do you and my sister have something going on? She says she isn’t in love with you, but something is going on!” She said haughtily.
 
Hondo gave her a hard look, “If anythin’ was goin’ on it would be her an’ my business alone, an’ not yours, but it isn’t. We had a good talk though an’ are workin’ on bein’ friends. You an’ I could be friends too if you weren’t such a whiny brat.”
 
Minerva’s jaw dropped as she did not expect that retort. He turned and walked away as the sound of the hanger door opening and a VW powered vehicle entering told him that Fernando had arrived. Miniya snickered as she trotted to catch up to Hondo, as though she had not expected that reply, she liked that he put her sister in her place and liked him even more for it. Her slight smile soon disappeared though as she wondered if she was starting to like him. She pushed the thought out of her mind, though, as she knew she was Fernando’s and as long as Minerva was his and wanted to be his, she needed to be there to help keep her from self-destructing or from driving Fernando away with her clinginess.  
 
Minerva soon snapped out of her surprise as and trots to catch up to the others as she realizes Fernando has arrived.
 
As the five of them walk down the stairs Fernando and the teens with him carry large bags of food over to the kitchen counter.
 
“All but one of the vegetarian salad sandwiches belong here, I have to take one back for Naya; and 12 of the egg, meat and cheese sandwiches stay here. And 6 of the large oatmeal bowls are to stay here. Everything else comes with us.” Fernando tells Alice and Francis as they set things out on the counter and hand them off to Miniya, Minerva, Tracey, and Abigail.
 
Hondo walks up behind them and looks over, “Same as before?”
 
“Pretty much the same. Maddie knows how to put together a quick meal on short notice.” Fernando explains as Alice and Francis pack the remaining meals in a couple of bags. He then points out, “29 veggie sandwiches; 12 egg, meat and cheese sandwiches, and 6 large bowls of oatmeal that can be served to them on the paper cups. You just need to make some juice for them to drink.”
 
“Alrigh’, I’ll take it from here.” Hondo says. He then asks, “Anything else?”
 
“Well, I would like to have that meeting at 9o’clock about what we spoke about, about that box I got from Center Town. And then have a final meeting at around 5PM to hand over the kids to General Jastrey. I’ll see about getting lunch for everyone later today and get Ruth and Val to prepare Go Bags for our trip.” Fernando explains.
 
“Good. I may have to go to Center Town and check somethin’ out I saw there the other day.” Hondo says.
 
“No problem. Take Patricia, Madison and Miniya with you.” Fernando tells him.
 
“Will do, but why Miniya?” Hondo asks.
 
“Have her wear her EMT jacket and hat, so she can get used to being around others and not be nervous about it, in short, hiding in plain sight.” Fernando explains. He adds, “While you are there, test the radios between them there.”
 
“Will do.” Hondo replies.
 
“Well, I’ll see you and everyone here later at 9o’clock.” Fernando tells him. He turns to the ladies with him, “I’ll talk to you girls later. We have a lot to cover before we leave this place.”
 
Minerva was about to pounce on Fernando for a goodbye hug, but Miniya clamps her hand down on her shoulder, and keeps her from going any further from what I was going, telling her, “You can have Snu Snu with your boyfriend later in the day. We got kids to feed.”
 
“Wait... what? Snu Snu? What The #$@!, Miniya!” Minerva turns on her twin.
 
“Minerva, I’ll see you later.” Fernando tells her.
 
She turns to look at him and then nods. Fernando signals for Alice and Francis to secure the food and get into the buggy so they can leave. Once they are in, Fernando gets into the driver’s seat and slowly backs the buggy out of the hanger.
 
As they leave Hondo turns back to the girls, “Alright, get everythin’ sorted into what it is, get the juice an’ water out, then separate out what you an’ the kids need. I need six or seven meat sandwiches, if there is enough, and five or six veggie sandwiches, which there should be extra of.”
 
Miniya nodded, “There should be plenty of both. We only need two or three meat sandwiches, and 20 or 21 vegetarian sandwiches, so there should be extras.”
 
“Good. Now do you need any help or …” Hondo paused waiting for a reply.
 
“Well, you could…” Minerva started to say before Miniya hurriedly cut her off.
 
“We can handle it! … We are fine. I.. I know you have a lot to do, so let us handle this.” Minya said quickly as Minerva scowled at her for cutting her off.
 
Hondo nodded, “I appreciate it. I’ll wake up Marvin an’ the others. I’m gonna let Molly sleep as she was up late with me last night… After you’re done an’ the kids are fed an’ everythin’ is cleaned up, get dressed in that EMT uniform that Fernando gave you, as I’ll be takin’ off after the meetin’.”
 
She nodded, “I’ll be ready.”
 
HE nodded, her change in attitude surprised him a bit, but he liked it too. They had enough going on without having to worry about attitudes, so if she stayed like this he could see her becoming an asset instead of the liability she seemed like at first.
 
As he walked off Minerva hissed into her ear, “What has gotten into you?!”
 
“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Miniya snapped back.
 
“You know what I mean! You and Hondo? You don’t like or trust anyone I thought and here you’re offering to help and being sweet to him?!” She asked incredulously.
 
“Maybe he earned some of my trust from what he and Fernando did last night! Maybe I’m seeing he deserves respect, as does Fernando! Besides, we owe them to help out!!” Miniya snapped back and started to walk off.
 
Minerva grabbed her arm to stop her, “How is them killing a cheating gambler a big deal?! And How do we owe more, as we already take care of the kids!”
 
Miniya pulled her arm from Minerva’s grasp and spoke to her in cold, harsh tones, “The kids are our responsibility, not theirs! We take care of the kids, but they still take care of us and give us what we need to take care of the kids, so we owe them a lot more than what we have done so far! ...  As far as Giovanni goes, you weren’t owned and used by him, so you can’t understand! You don’t know what that was like, or how the fear of him still being out there can grip your gut and make you terrified of everything! You just don’t know how bad it was and how close I came to dying, nor how much relief I feel with him being gone. Giovanni was a bad one, and they were the first to stand up to him and win! Fernando took me and Tracey from him, but only together did they put an end to our tormentor and save others like us from a fate worse than death! Under Giovanni we almost craved death, as it was better than wondering when it was going to come or some of the things we were made to do, or the pains we endured! Even after I was sure he would find us again and could only imagine the horrible things he would have done to us before having us killed but he’s gone! He’s finally gone and I can sleep at night now!! If that doesn’t make me owe Fernando and Hondo my trust, and even make me like them both, then nothing could! Maybe you’ll understand some day.”
 
Minerva frowned, crossed her arms, and looked down, “I.. I understand more than you think… What Hector did to me…”
 
Minerva closed her eyes and shuttered at the memories. Miniya instantly regretted barking at her, as she often forgot what her sister had gone through. Miniya envied her that she could still act cheerful and carefree at times, as for herself she could not.  
 
“Sorry, Min… I do sometimes forget what he did to you. At least they drove him off.” Minya replied, softening her tone.
 
“Yeah, but he’s still out there… somewhere.” Minerva replied quietly.
 
Miniya sighed, “Yeah, but… They will get him. I would not have believed that possible until last night but now… they will get him…. Now, we have a lot to do.”
 
Minerva nodded, “Yeah, I guess… let’s get things done.”
 
-,-,-,-,-,-,-,-,-,-,-,-,-
 
After leaving them Hondo went and knocked on the door of the room where Marvin and the group with him was staying. He knocked once and heard rustling so he waited. Soon the door was cracked open and a pair of brown eye’s surrounded by a black mask peered out through the crack. Once Maggie saw who it was she opened the door fully to let him in.
 
“Oh! Mr. Hondo! Come in.” She said.
 
He raised an eyebrow at her as she had on only panties and used one arm across her ample breasts to cover herself, though she dropped the arm as he took a step in so she could half close the door. The sheep girls sat up in the bed that they had shared, showing they were all similarly dress, or not dressed for that fact, not seeming to care that they were practically naked in his presence, but that was due partly to the trust he had built with them and partly due to them having been slaves and being forced to be undressed before their masters and with other slaves when washing, being checked, sleeping, or performing other services.
 
Marvin sat up from the bed on the floor that he had shared with Maggie, and was wearing nothing as he did not have underwear. It was not that he was too embarrassed to ask for any, but slaves were rarely given any, especial male slaves, so he did not even think about it. Out of the 6 wessen in the room the only fully clothes one was Karl, who was still out cold, face down, fully dressed, and drooling in his sleep.
 
“Something wrong, Master Hondo?” Marvin asked.
 
“Nothin’ wrong. Breakfast just arrived, though, an’ we have a meetin’ here with Jefe an’ a few others ‘bout some radio’s an’ travel plans at 9 am. Hated to wake y’all, but we have a lot to do today as well. Sounds like Jefe want’s to pull outta here tonight instead of in the mornin’, an’ I need to make a trip to town with a few others, so I’ll need you an’ Karl to be in charge while I’m gone.” He replied.
 
Marvin nodded, stood up, and stretched, which made Hondo only arch his eyebrow again before turning to look at Maggie as he rather see breasts than a dick.
 
“No problem. We should have been up already, I know, but felt good to get some sleep.” Marvin commented.
 
Hondo nodded, “An’ you’ll need it if we are drivin’ tonight. On the topic of sleep, I don’t mind y’all not wearin’ anythin’ when sleepin’, but if an emergency would come up, you know you might not have time to dress.”
 
Marvin shrugged, “We are used to it. If you wanted to wash your clothes you had to do it at night or work naked, and even then, if the master wanted something done now and you were sleeping, you woke up and did it then dressed. Not like naked wessens surprise anyone. Used to see them on the street corner for sale all the time. They don’t let you wear anything when on show at a slave market, as buyers think that the sellers are hiding something wrong with the slaves they are selling if they have clothes on.”
 
Maggie nodded, “It’s true. Even the non-sex kitten wessen are allowed no shame or privacy. I saw both sex kitten and lab assistant and was used in demonstrations for groups of trainee scientists and the bosses even. Try to cover up in front of them and you get beaten or worse. Besides, this fur can get hot at times.”
 
“Wool can be worse!” Lala said, with Lili and nodding in agreement.
 
Hondo sighed and nodded, “Understand. As long as you have shorts an’ a swim top on ‘round camp, aren’t tryin’ to solicit attention, an’ have a shirt and shorts on when in town, I’m fine with it. Just know if an emergency happens I need you to act immediately.”
 
 
Marvin nodded, “Not a worry.”
 
Hondo looked over at Karl who was still out cold so he walked up to the couch, stood there a moment then hit the arm of the couch hard, to which Karl jumped up.
 
“Sorry, Master! Don’t beat me!” He exclaimed as he looked around frantically.
 
Marvin chuckled, the sheep girls giggled, Maggie looked sadly at the floor, feeling embarrassed for him, and Hondo shook his head, as Karl looked around and slowly came to his senses. Once her remembered where he was, what all had happened, and recognized everyone he slumped back down to the couch.
 
“That was a mean thing to do!” He said grouchily.
 
“Sorry, but we were makin’ enough noise to wake the dead, an’ I know grabbin’ an’ shakin’ a man from a sound sleep isn’t a good idea.” Hondo replied.
 
“ehhf…” Karl grunted. “… Guess I was really sleeping deeply… sorry.”
 
“Master Hondo? Can I ask a question?” Lili asked.
 
He nodded, “Sure, any time.”
 
“Well… why is it bad to grab and shake a man awake?” She asked.
 
“Well, in this world to stay alive a man has to be ready for trouble at any time. When he has family and folks who need his protection that counts double. So, he is alert even when asleep an’ if woken wrong can react like Karl just did, instinctively, but instead of cowerin’ he will lash out an’ could hurt whomever grabbed him as his mind thinks they are a threat. It’s not on purpose, mind you, but just a reaction, so you should never grab and shake a man to wake him.” He explained.
 
“Why not the same with women?” Lala asked.
 
“Women just tend to react differently, an’ generally don’t go into a flight or flight mode when woke wrong. Some might still though, so probably best not to unless you know what to look for an’ that you can handle their reactions. I’m strong an’ fast enough that I could handle most all of you if you lashed out, except maybe Marvin.” He replied.
 
Karl frowned, “I’m strong and I’m not a coward!”
 
“I didn’t say you were a coward, an’ you are strong, stronger than most humans your size even.” Hondo replied.
 
“You said I cowered! And.. and said Marvin was the only one of us that might be hard for you to control if he lashed out!!” He protested.
 
“That’s cause Marvin’ is bigger than I am an’ with an adrenalin spike might be able to launch me. You  are build for speed, not strength like he is, an’ I’m stronger than you an’ faster than Marvin, but when actin’ instinctively when bein’ woke, your speed is lower.” He replied.
 
“Maybe so, but I don’t cower!” Karl retorted angrily.
 
“You just did! I’m not blamin’ ya for it nor callin’ you a coward, but you cowered instinctively. It’s nothin’ to be ashamed ‘bout. You were a slave an’ you did what you had to, an’ it was a lot of years of that. It will take time to unlearn that an’ learn to fight instead of run or cower instinctively.” Hondo replied.
 
Karl looked at him sourly but said nothing.
 
Marvin sat down beside him and put a hand on his shoulder, “It’s alright, little buddy. We all have a lot to learn and unlearn and we will do it together.”
 
“I’m not that little.” Karl muttered under his breath.  
 
Hondo shook his head, “Listen, we can all sit an’ have a beer another day an’ talk ‘bout this, but for now I just need y’all dressed, fed, ready for the meetin’, an’ helpin’ out.”
 
Marvin nodded, stood up, and started dressing, “You can count on us, Master Hondo!”  
 
The sheep girls stood up and stretched before gathering their clothes as well, and Maggie put a hand gently on Hondo’s arm.
 
“We will be down in a couple minutes, but … uhm, I was hoping to have a chance to talk with you this morning.” She said.
 
“Can it wait until this afternoon?” He asked.
 
She frowned and looked down, “I.. I guess it can.”
 
“Sorry, but have a lot goin’ on this mornin’, an’ I have to go wake up my girls still.” He said.
 
She pulled her hand back, crossed her arms defensively, and nodded without looking back at him.  
 
He frowned at her reaction and sighed after a moment, “If you can talk fast, throw on some clothes an’ walk with me.”
 
She looked up at him quickly and nodded, “I can! .. just.. just give me a moment!” She said as she turned and grabbed her skirt a tank top, and her lab old labcoat, slipping into the skirt as Hondo headed for the door and trotting after him, barefoot and with her shirt and coat under her arm, which caused him to pause at the door.
 
“Go ahead an’ put your shirt on. I’m not runnin’ off without you.” He said.
 
“Oh! Uh, I.. I thought… sorry.” She said nervously before setting the lab coat down, pulling on the tank top, that stretched a bit as she pulled it over her larger breasts.
 
She then grabbed the old lab coat and pulled it on.
 
“No sweater today?” He asked.
 
“I’m… I’m a little warm, but… if you want me too wear it…” She stammered a bit.
 
He shook his head, “No, that’s fine. Come on.”
 
She nodded and followed him out the door, as the others finished dressing at a slower pace.
 
“So, what’s on you mind? Somethin’ wrong between you an’ Marvin?” he asked as he walked away from their room and headed out into the hanger, and walked around the far side of the dirigible to give them some privacy, since she seemed edgy.
 
“No! I mean, not that I know about! … did he say something?” She asked nervously.
 
He shook his head, “No, not really. He seems to care a lot about you.”
 
“But he’s worried how two very different wessen breeds could work and about how damaged I am, right?” She asked softly as she stared at the floor again in shame.
 
“He knows the differences could be an issue an’ is worried that he is enough to help you, but he wants to work on them together, that’s what he told me.” Hondo replied.
 
“Yeah, but… we talked and both know we need to take it slow and when on the road, well… I.. I’m just not sure it will work, honestly. I. I’m just too broken and he deserves better… I don’t know.” She replied.
 
“Is this what you needed to talk to me about?” He asked
 
“No! I mean… yes.. maybe…. Maybe I would like to talk to you about it later, but that’s not what I needed to talk to you about right now… I.. I have two things. First, with Lala and Lili sharing Marvin’s camper there’s not really room for me in there too. I.. I know I was staying with you, Valentine and the girls, and.. and I know you and Valentine are not doing well and you are with Molly now, so that’s another person there and I don’t want to impose or anything, but I don’t have a place to stay.” She said quickly, but reluctantly.
 
“You always have a place to stay, an’ don’t ever be scared to ask. Honestly I’m not exactly sure of arrangements quite yet. I sorta left the camper because of Val, an’ not sure her an’ I can share it. The girls will be needin’ to stay there, but Molly an’ I might have to sleep in the bronco, so there will be room for you in the camper an’ I would appreciate you stayin’ there to help keep an’ eye on Val an’ the girls… Val, she… she isn’t too stable right now.” He replied a bit hesitantly.
 
“She still really angry?” Maggie asked.
 
“I.. I am not sure, exactly but… she tried to kill herself last night.” He replied quietly.
 
Maggie gasped, “What! No!!”  
 
He nodded, “Yeah. Had it not been for a couple of the girls Jefe saved from fight town, ex bunny girls named Kiah and April, Kiah primarily, I guess, She would be dead… She tried to apologize to Jere an’ he wouldn’t listen to her until she apologized to me, an’ I told her I’d not listen until she apologized to him, so… I guess she felt she had no options an’ wanted out.”
 
“Have you talked to her yet?” Maggie asked.
 
He shook his head, “No… I.. I went there last night an’ … I was a bit too emotional to deal with her. She has someone watchin’ over her for the moment though.”
 
“You need to talk to her. She loves you still, I know. She believes in you so much, she told me so, but …” She said but was cut off.
 
“But I failed her an’ ruined that illusion of me she had.” He interrupted.
 
Maggie shook her head, “No. You are no illusion and who you are is not ruined to her…. You cannot understand what that place is like… I hope you never experience anything close to it…. *sigh* even gone and healed like we are now thinks to you and Fernando a part of that will always be with us… She is broken inside like I am… Maybe… maybe we do deserve men like you and Marvin, but we feel too inadequate… so inadequate and so broken… Please don’t give up on us… IF we have any hpe of being pieced back together inside it is because someone we care about won’t give up on us when we have given up on ourselves and tried to push everyone away! It’s.. it’s not that we want to be alone but we feel we will only somehow let our hurt wound those we care about and inadvertently we hurt them anyway…. I wish I could explain it better.”
 
“I’ll talk to her later today.” He replied.
 
“The sooner the better, you know.” Maggie replied.
 
“I know… But do not worry ‘bout where you are stayin’. I’ll let you know this afternoon, but plan on the camper.” He replied.
 
She nodded, “Thank you.”
 
“Was there anythin’ else?” He asked.
 
She looked down and nodded for a moment, “… This.. this is kind of embarrassing but… my body temp is rising.”
 
He raised an eyebrow at her, “Meanin’?”
 
“Well, I.. I m.might b.b.be going in.. into heat soon and… and I’m not sure what to do.” She said.
 
He scratched his head, “I have to admit I don’t understand much ‘bout wessen heats, honestly.”
 
“Well, it’s different for each of us, unfortunately, and was on thing the spirits never could get to be the same with all wessens, but generally we get… Hornier than humans do, and have other problems.” She said. Blushing and finding it impossible to look at him.  
 
“What about you, then? What do you need from me?” He asked.
 
“I.. I don’t know about me right now… I used to get very sick with mine, though holding someone when naked helped and oral sex helps, though real sex would help the most but when I was younger that did not happen. Whe I was bought I spent time on the Grey Ladie’s ship, as she bought me and kept me around for a bit before turning me over to the lab as she said I was too soft and nervous to be of any help to her. They.. they used to #$@! me harder when in heat, but I got pregnant once and they…” She stopped as tears fell down her eyes.
 
“What happened?” He asked, softly taking putting a hand on her arm.
 
“They… They strapped me to a table and aborted my baby!” She exclaimed before breaking down and sobbing.  
 
Unsure what to say he pulled her to him and help her.
 
“I’m sorry! I tried to pretend it did not happen, but I can’t anymore!” She cried.
 
He stroked her hair as she cried into his shoulder, “It’s alright… You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”
 
 
“No, I need to, but.. but I’m too scared to talk about it with anyone other than you or Valentine, and shes too messed up right now!... I want to tell Marvin, but I’m afraid he will hate me for it! … I’m scared and don’t know what to do!” She cried.
 
“You can tell me anythin’… now, are you pregnant now? Is that why this is worryin’ you?” He asked
 
She shook her head and sniffled a bit, “*sniff, sniff* N.no, as you have to be in heat to get pregnant, and that’s what I’m worried about… I.. I’m not ready to be pregnant or have a child and I’m scared if it happens that I will lose it because we are different or it will get sick and die after birth or that someone will tear it out of me again, and I can’t have that happen!”
 
“Then what do you want to do?” He asked.
 
She shook her head, “I.. I don’t know yet. I thought of asking Fernando to spay me so it could never happen again.”
 
“Spay? You me remove your ovaries?? You don’t want to do that! There are other better ways..” He was saying but was interrupted.
 
“But I need to make sure its permanent! I thought I was sterilized! They.. they shot me up with chemicals to at that lab to kill my ovaries…. It was so painful and I was so sick when they did that, and then they kept me on hormone shots to keep me horny enough so I did not fight them as much when they tried to #$@! me… I.. I was so messed up from what they did to me, so broken, but so glad I would not have to lose a child again… but.. Fernando gave me that medicine to heal me and.. it seems that it somehow healed my insides… I.. I know this feeling… I’ll go into heat soon, a day, a week maybe, but.. but if I’m with Marvin I’m not sure either of us will be able to control ourselves… my scent will make him too horny and I’ll be horny, and.. and the sick feeling I’ll have will drive me to get laid by any means necessary as I know I don’t have the will power to stop myself! Please, help me!” She begged.
 
“Are you askin’ me to have sex with you?” He asked
 
“If you must, then please do, but don’t breed me, but I need to you watch me and make sure I don’t do something stupid no matter how sick or horny I get, please! If Fernando has some chemicals to kill my insides then I’ll take those too! Please, I’m scared!” She begged, tears still flowing from her eyes.
 
He nodded, “We’ll do what we can. I’ll talk to Jefe too, but I might not have time today…. How long do we have?”
 
She shook her head, “I… I don’t know. It’s been so longs, and.. and this is the first time in years, so I could have a couple days or a week, but I don’t know!”
 
HE sighed, “Alright. Are you goin’ to be good to drive? At least for the next few days?”
 
She nodded, “I’ll be fine for that. At the beginning of a heat I have a period like normal human women have, so once that starts I’ll have a two to four days, I think, before my heat sets in full, but my body temp will get a little higher each day, and if it is like it used to be I’ll get almost feverish and can even hallucinate when in full heat.”
 
Hondo scratched his head again, “Now I know animals body temps do go up a bit when in heat, but that much?”
 
She shook her head, “No, not that much, but its one of the side effects of being wessen. Some don’t have it so bad but all of us women experience some body temperature rise. Some have heats that are controllable and you would not know they were in heat unless a medical professional, another wessen that could smell their heat, or they told you.”
 
“You can smell when another wessen is in heat?” he asked.
 
She nodded, “Yes, you probably can too, but would not recognize it and even if you did would have to be closer to them than we have to be due to heightened sense of smell. It’s pheromones mostly and some women have stronger scents or have a more alluring scent. I was told my scent was pretty powerful. Sometimes if its powerful enough it can even make other wessen women go into heat and make human women have their periods early.”
 
He sighed, “Well, that could be problematic.”
 
“If I shower often and stay outdoors and away from the other women when at my peak, everything should be alright, but I need your help! If you would talk to Fernando for me I would appreciate it, but please don’t tell anyone else! I’m begging!” She said, even getting on her knees as she plead with him.  
 
He lifted her back up, “You don’t need to beg, I said I would help, but I have to tell Molly.”
 
She frowned, “are you sure?”
 
He nodded, “Yes. She is my mate now, even if Val and I work things out, then they will both be mine. I said I would help and I will, but you need to trust me and let me talk to Molly as I need her advice.”
 
She sighed, looked down again and nodded, “Alright… I trust you, but please don’t tell anyone else, especially about.. about the abortion or my wanting to be spayed… I just don’t know what else to do.”
 
“Listen, you’re not gonna be spayed! We will figure somethin’ else out, I promise.” He replied.
 
She looked up at him and gave him a weak smile, before streaching up and kissing his cheek.  
 
“Thank you, master.” She said.
 
“I’m not your master.” He said.
 
“Yes, you are. Both you and Fernando are my masters. I’m too broken to be a free wessen. Maybe someday I’ll not be but until then you two are my masters and I’m your slave… just, please take care of me and I’ll do the best I can to help everyone, fix myself, and maybe find a way to atone for my sins.” She said softly.
 
She gave him one last soft smile before turning and quickly headed towards the kitchen to meet up with the others.
 
“I’m not sure I’m cut out for any of this.” He muttered to himself after she was gone.
 
He looked at his watch and it was nearly 6:45 am, and he still had a lot to do.
 
(To be continued …)

[Escape from Junktown, Highway I-15 from Salt Lake Junktown to Idaho Falls ]
 
[Around 12noon, some 60 miles from Idaho falls in I-15]
 
Francisco pulls over, though despite the girls having to go to the bathroom, he has been holding his in for as long as he can and can hold it no more. Like before, he slows down and pulls into the grassy areas before shutting off the tricycle and heading off into the tall grass to do his business.
 
Tamara decides to open the door of the camper to see what is going on only to be yelled at by Maria to close it. But Tamara thinks she is slick by trying to open the camper’s other door, only to be caught and yelled at by Maria again. Tamara goes back to the first door on the right, opening it and sticking her head out, only to be yelled by Maria again.
 
“What are you doing, Tamara!” Maria yells at her.
 
“I need to know what’s going on!” Tamara yells back at her.
 
“You do not need to know what is going on! Now get back inside and lock the door!” Maria yells at her.
 
Francisco starts heading back to the tricycle/camper from doing his business in the tall grass. He looks at Tamara with the camper door open, “What is going on?”
 
Tamara throws back as he approaches the camper, “I need to know what is going on!”
 
“You do not need to know what is going on unless you want to go back to the grass and hold onto my dick while I take a piss and then you can suck and lick it clean afterwards before I shove it into your damn cunt. Now close the door. There are many wild critters here that can jump inside and I am not going to chase Rope Dogs that get into the camper because of you opening the door.” Francisco tells her.
 
“But...” Tamara tries to interject.
 
“But Nothing! Get back inside and lock the door! I have to do a few things to the motorcycle before we can continue.” He tells her as he steps up to the camper’s door.
 
“Are we broken down?!!” Tamara asks in near panic.
 
Francisco reaches to Tamara and pushes her inside by the shoulder and slams the door shut and locks the door from the outside, though she could unlock it from the inside. He yells at from through the closed door, “Open A Door And Try To Get Out And You Will Be Left Behind!”
 
Tamara stews inside the camper with Darlene trying to stay out of Tamara’s way. Francisco opens the rear of the camper where the outdoor kitchen area is and washes his hands before gathering what few food items he has. If it were just him and Maria, he has food for almost a week, but with Tamara and Darlene, he figures that he has about 3 days of food and that is if he gives out meager rations. He manages to make a few sandwiches with the bit of bread, cheese and meat he has.
 
Darlene stays quiet as Tamara continues to stew in her place. A sliding panel opens from behind their head. Francisco reaches in with a metal canteen of water, telling them, “Here is some water for the both of you.” He then reaches in with a plastic plate with a couple of sandwiches on it, “It’s not much but it is all I have. Complain about it and you will be left behind. Enjoy and do not make a mess or again, you will be left behind.”  
 
Darlene takes the plate and says “Thank you!”
 
In a couple of minutes, the right side Camper door opens and Francisco sits Maria on the edge of the door way before getting her a small plastic plate and canteen of water to eat and drink from. He begins on his meal once the girls were given theirs first. It only takes them about 10 minutes for them to have their meal. He takes their plates and closing the sliding panel, securing it from the kitchen side so no one would be able to go into the kitchen without his permission. He allows them to have canteen of water.
 
The camper side door is closed and locked, and they continue on their way.
 
[Around 2PM]
In a couple of hours they pass a rusted highway sign, “Idaho Falls – 50mi.” He slows down and pulls into a grass over-grown area and continues for several minutes until he was several hundred yards from the highway. He pulls over into a clearing and shuts the engine off. He pulls out his map and looks at the roads travelled, and the towns passed along the way. The camper door opens with Tamara coming out.
 
As Francisco studies his map, Tamara steps up to him, putting her hand on the map to push it down, almost ripping it.
 
“You gonna get us more food?” Tamara demands.
 
Francisco folds up the map while he scowls at her, “Do that ever again and I will leave you behind.”
 
“I doubt you will. Leave me behind and I will snitch to whoever finds me that you are an escaped slave with a reward on your head!” Tamara tells him.
 
Francisco lifts his ass off the seat for a moment and pockets the map in his right rear pocket of his pants. He then reaches beside the left side of the tricycle and pulls out the cross bow and aims it to her forehead, “I said I would leave you behind. Whether I leave you behind dead, alive or dying is on you. Since you decided to make a threat against us, I will kill you and leave your rotting corpse behind for the coyotes and vultures to fight over and eat at your flesh. Now shut up and get back in the camper before I kill you here and now.”
 
Tamara stands there shaking in her place.
 
He yells at her “GET INTO THE CAMPER! NOW!!!”
 
Tamara unfreezes and runs back into the camper. Darlene steps out of the camper, stepping up to Francisco.
 
“Francisco, I need to go to the bathroom.” Darlene asks him.
 
“Go ahead. I’ll wait for you.” He tells her, pointing to the over-grown grass in the area in front of them where he can keep an eye on her. She goes into the grass, squats down and does her business.
 
Maria asks him to help her get down. He does and she goes into the grass near Darlene to do the same thing of relieving herself in a bathroom break. She comes back sooner than Darlene and stands in front of Francisco.
 
“How much longer?” Maria asks.
 
“Another couple of hours before we go into a large town. I need to listen to the chatter box to see if there are slavers looking for us. If not, I’ll find a spot for us to be in and sleep in the camper and get a job for a couple of days to get food and things for us. Before we leave and go to the next town further north.
 
Maria replies “Alright.”
 
Francisco helps Maria back onto the back seat as Darlene goes into the camper. He then checks camper door, opening it and looks inside. He tells them “We should be entering a town in four hours or so. I’ll see about getting food and a job to make money for food and things before we leave to go north to avoid the slavers.” He turns to Tamara, “We are going to behave, right?!!”
 
“Yeah, whatever.” Tamara tells him.
 
“Give me any problems, and I will leave you behind – dead, dying or alive. If you need to go to the bathroom, go now and I will wait. If you don’t go and you pee in my camper, I will leave you behind.” Francisco tells Tamara.
 
She looks at him.
 
Darlene tells her, “Go pee in the grass, I’ll make sure he won’t leave us.”
 
Tamara looks at her as Darlene nods at her. Tamara goes by Francisco and into the grass to use it as a toilet.
 
Francisco looks at Darlene, “If it is safe, we will be sleeping in town for a couple of nights. Maria and I will be in here sleeping. We do not have the money for renting a room, and if we did, we will be sleeping on the same bed. So you I can trust, speak to Tamara while I drive us to the town. She bitches and complains about me and Maria sleeping in my bed in my camper, she can leave, or I will leave her behind. This is my camper, and this is my bed.”
 
“I’ll have a talk with her.” Darlene tells him.
 
“Good. And thank you.” Francisco tells her.
 
He was about to step out and wait for Tamara beside the camper, but Darlene calls for him.
 
“Francisco?” Darlene calls to him.
 
“Yes, Darlene?” He asks looking into the camper.
 
Darlene opens her legs while lifting up her skirt and points to her panty covered self, “When do we have to service you?”
 
Francisco sighs before replying, “When we get to a place where there are no slavers to worry about, you can service me then, even then, it is something I do not want you to do for me unless it is something you want to do, not because I demand it from you.”
 
“Francisco, why are you so nice? I mean, the Master and some of the men on the pile demanded us water girls to service them, all the time.” Darlene says with a tear running down her face.
 
“I’ve been on the piles longer before any of you girls here were born. I have seen many water girls get beaten and raped in the piles, some even killed. But I always defended the water girls, because, without the water and food you girls gave out, a man can die out in the piles. So you girls helped keep me alive. I owe you girls for that. But any boy or man on the pile I catch trying to harm a water girl, I took care of. Those Panty Boys from Nicolaz’s pile that the Master killed? I told the Master that they tried to take and rape Maria. He talked to Maria about what happened and then he went to Nicolaz’s pile and took the Panty Boys that tried to rape Maria and killed them then and there.” Francisco explains.
 
“Francisco, if you want me to service you while we all sleep in here, I’ll do it for you.” Darlene tells him.
 
“Save it for the next town. We are far from the piles, but the slavers could try to find us here. We will be safer in the next town.” Francisco tells her.
 
Darlene smiles momentarily before Tamara tells Francisco to move out of the way and climbs into the camper. She can see that Darlene has her legs open in displaying what she has to offer to Francisco. Before she can say a word Francisco closes the door to the camper and locks it, though they can unlock it from the inside. Tamara was about to unlock the door and step outside before she heard the tricycle’s engine turning on followed by the camper lurching forward. In under a minute the bumpy ride becomes smooth as they reenter the highway, continuing along near the center of the road at an average of 35mph.
 
The chatter box (CB Radio) slowly comes to life the closer they get to town but until they there was at least a couple hours of riding. Most of the talk was about highway conditions and who is travelling in what direction but there was no talk of anyone looking for escaped slaves. Though it did not trouble him, he was still weary of possibly anyone wanting to claim a reward on him and the girls.
 
The distance and time count down the closer they get to the city. But it is still an almost 2 hour ride to get there.
(Time for Francisco’s group - 2:30ish PM and ticking as they ride down the highway)
 

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[10-ish AM, Harris-Layton Farm Ranch]
 
Russell works around the remains of workshop putting in the final touches to the tractor and hay cart. Breaking the lock on a tool drawer, he finds inside something he only sees a few times a year: several small hand-held radios - Uniden GMR635-2CK, an ancient and tiny GRMS walk-talkies.

 
Russell knows these radios being used by the farm hands and Wessens when it is planting and harvest time around the farm area of the ranch and are very familiar with them. He checks them out, finding the batteries on them with a 75% charge and on the same channel “20.” The drawer has about 12 radios, but he only needs a few of them. Looking around, he finds a few fanny belt packs and pulls them out. He packs them with three radios into three of the fanny packs, and two in one fanny pack that he puts on. He then puts one on the button strip of his shirt through the belt clip.
 
Taking the radios to the girls, he explains to them how to use them while they are on the road and need to contact him. With food, (minimal) weapons and radios, they get to the tractor and hay wagon. Russell helps the girls get into the hay wagon and get them under the blanket covers, partially covered by hay to hide them from prying eyes. He starts the tractor and pulls out of the workshop, down the dirt road of the ranch and turning left onto the road, heading North in hopes of reaching the Indian Village in a few hours.
 
(Time for Russell and his group: 11:45AM)
 
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Notes:
-      Minor Edition and additions from original text on Francisco’s entry
-      I-15 from Salt Lake to Idaho Falls to route 20 to Yellowstone to Montana to meet with Fernando’s convoy in the future.
-      Uniden gmr635-2ck is a small GMRS Handheld 2-Way Radio made around 2005 to 2015; it has half watt of power and about 2 – 5 mile range depending on conditions. In open spaces like the ranch, 10 – 15 mile range is common.