Chapter 3

Ihe lovers rested for a while then Bill felt in need of a refreshing shower after their strenuous lovemaking. He asked his sweetheart, "I'll wash your back if you'll wash mine, Coco?"

"I'm all for that, Darling," she answered, "if you would give me a few minutes in there alone first, please? There are some things a girl would rather do privately."

"Most certainly, Doll. Give me a shout when you're ready." Bill kissed her lovingly, then she got up, retrieved her overnight bag and exited the room.

It was only a few moments later she called out to him. "Bill, I can't find the shower." Bill arose from the bed and walked into the master bath. It was very large, far larger than most small apartments. There were three lavatories and a long cabinet and a large wall mirror along a portion of one wall. There were also three enclosed stalls with commodes, a urinal, the hot tub, a regular large tub, and a shower area at one end Bill had designed.

"It's over here, Coco." She followed him over the redwood steps into the huge shower area. The walls were covered in murals of beautiful woodland scenes. The floor in that area was smooth redwood suspended over tile drains, and living moisture loving ferns and bushes from around the world flourished in the surrounding pots and wooden planters. There were comfortable redwood seats and tables around the perimeter for lounging. A swiftly flowing natural rock and gravel-bottomed spring appeared along one side, turned, then disappeared under a walkway. The gurgling sound the water made was soothing.

"This is beautiful, Darling, it looks like Eden!" Coco purred as she took a bottle of body soap and one of shampoo from her bag. Bill opened valves on the wall and water sprayed from dozens of nozzles in the tall ceiling over one area.

"Thank you, Dear, and you make a lovely Eve in it. I put weeks of thought into the design of this personal area and it helps me relax. I work or read for hours here sometimes. I call it the Rain Room. Oh, it's green too, the soapy water is recycled in our hydroponics room." Bill explained. "There's some shelves and cabinets over here you can put your supplies on and in if you'd like. I leave some of mine on it.

"You are so creative, Bill." Coco went to him and threw her arms around him. "I could live in this room!"

Bill held her close and laughed. "We'll build you some special spaces too, Doll." She was about to shake her head no, and he shushed her this time. "I insist, Darling, nothing is too good for my little Doll, and we have plenty of room here. I left the entire floor outside our private unit vacant, so there is room to expand it and build an amusement park or shopping mall, if you wished to have them there.

"Darling," Coco told him with tears of laughter in her eyes, "I'll do and be anything you wish me to. Now get your nasty fuck doll into that rain room and wash me!" She held onto his shoulders and leaped up to wrap her shapely legs around his waist. Bill carried her into the shower area, with one hand cradled under her sweet ass. They managed to shampoo each other without too many fumbles, considering this was their first time to do so while he carried her. Bill had to reluctantly put her down before they could wash some of their other parts though.

It took Bill a number of minutes to wash his Doll. He went over and over and into all his favorite parts, relishing the feel of her sleek little body in his hands. Coco's washing of her nemesis, the Monster Horse Cock, as she'd named it, led to her going to her knees and deep throating him for the second time. "Damn it, Darling," Bill hissed between clenched teeth. "I didn't understand how you did this the first time I saw it and I still don't, but it makes my knees weak!"

Coco slid him out of her throat, she laughed, and gasped, "It takes dedication, Bill!" She slid him back down her throat. This time when he came she considered their location and went for what porn stars call their "money shot."

She shifted to a hand job as she licked the head of his cock with the tip of her tongue; his sperm sprayed her face and dripped down over her marvelous breasts. She rubbed his sperm into her breasts with her palms, then leaped up to rub her face on his cheeks. Bill cradled her in his arms and carried her back under the shower, post haste!

When the laughing girl had been rinsed off again Bill kissed her, then lifted her to capture a nipple between his lips, and lash it with his tongue. This never failed to get her undivided attention, as Bill had quickly learned. To Coco, it was as if her nipples were a major erogenous zone, and had a direct nerve connection to all her female organs.

His suckling her breasts felt so erotic she wondered again about the lactation thing and if there were any way besides pregnancy she could do it for him. She wanted to please the man she loved in every way she could! Perhaps the hypnosis would help, she thought. She'd decided, if he would agree, she wanted to enjoy a few years with him to herself before giving him the little cowboys and cowgirls she knew would be the focus of their lives from then on!

Bill distracted her from her train of thought when he laid her down on a long table and applied himself to licking her from her clit to her ass then back again, while tweaking her nipples. "Put that Monster Horse Cock of yours back inside me, Bill, before I rape you," Coco demanded!

"Where would you like it first, Darling?" Bill asked obediently. It wasn't long before they were sexually exhausted again and went back to bed to sleep in each other's arms.

"We need a sperm bank!" Coco said. Bill reached out toward the side of the bed where he'd last felt Coco. She'd been cuddled up against and clinging to him the last he'd been aware. He had awakened several times during the night to hold her close and be certain she hadn't been a wonderful dream. "I think a sperm bank would be a good idea, Bill," he heard her repeat.

He rubbed his eyes, cleared his throat, and asked, "You didn't swallow enough of my stuff last night, Darling?"

Coco laughed in delight and kissed him, after sitting a tray of food she'd prepared for him on a bedside table. She snuggled up to him, and held one of his hands to her heart. Tears appeared in her eyes as she poured out her heart to him. "I want to have your babies, if you're willing and able, Cowboy Bill Porter, and I think you are! I want us to create a family dynasty together, but I don't want it to be this week or the next. I would prefer to have a Honeymoon with you first if you're agreeable. If we had your sperm and my eggs frozen we could be certain we could have our children even if something catastrophic happened to one of us."

"You're a heavy thinker for a sex doll this morning, Sweetheart," Bill told her, "but yes, it seems like a good idea to me. A woman with your kind of money could do that with or without my permission anyway."

"My kind of money, Bill?" Coco responded. "I don't understand. My escort business was lucrative, but with the overhead it cost me taking care of my employees I didn't gross that much profit each year, besides, I gave all that up. I want to be with you!"

"You are America's newest multi-millionaire in your own right, Coco." Bill reached to a bedside shelf and handed her a pretty plastic card with the name Porter Bank emblazoned across the front. "I made a call to my bank while you were sleeping earlier. There's a five million-dollar balance on this cash card in your name in case you see a trinket you like while I'm busy elsewhere. The pin number I gave them is the day of the month you were born pressed twice." Coco accepted the card, but held it by the edges, as if it were hot!

"A trinket, Bill?" She laughed and reached to kiss him. "Thank you, you gorgeous man, five million would buy a boatload of trinkets, or a boat!"

Bill replied immediately, "Consider it your mad money then, Darling, or an early birthday present. Oh, we already have a boat, and a very seaworthy one at that. It's been at its mooring for months and it is past time it was put to good use. I'll have the boat crew prepare it to sail and take you to visit it in the next few days." Bill reached for the tray of food she'd prepared and slid the table closer to him. "What have we here, potato pancakes, eggs and bacon? These potato pancakes are just like the cook at the ranch I was raised on made, Baby Girl, I love you!"

"If you think you love me now, wait until you taste the main course of our dinner today," Coco confided, "Smoked Quail stuffed with Tasso, Andouille, Crab, and Shrimp Jambalaya! I'm preparing enough for the entire crew. I have to go back in there now and check the temperature of the meat. The Jambalaya is nearly ready to stuff the quail, and the timing is critical to their being tender."

Bill's eyes widened in astonishment, "I'll be in to help you as soon as I've shaved and dressed!" Bill arrived in the galley about twenty minutes later to find Gunner, Swede, and Ian, their British Team member and a veteran of the Special Air Service all there. Coco seemed to have these dangerous men of the world each thoroughly charmed and well under her control.

"Ahoy, the Galley!" Bill came to attention as he entered the kitchen and crisply saluted Coco, "Permission to come aboard, Ma'am?"

Coco briskly returned his salute and joined in the Team's laughter. "Permission granted, Bill," Coco giggled, "the men were interested in my recipe and technique for the Jambalaya and these quail. I use the 'Holy Trinity', onion, celery and bell pepper in the Jambalaya, of course, and add nutmeg in the seasonings. The quail, crab, and shrimp were here and in the restaurant and I sent down to the suite you lent me for the tasso and andouille sausage I had there. I love it and could smoke it myself. It is labor intensive but keeps forever, so I have it sent to me from relatives in Louisiana."

"Mother, may I?" Bill asked politely, as he eyeballed a bowl of the beautiful pink tasso cubes she'd chopped. At her nod he used a big spoon to scoop several of the cubes up and offered them to his Team, who each picked one out to taste. He placed one in his own mouth and chewed, he savored the deep smokey flavor and then exclaimed, "Heavenly! That would be marvelous in a big pot of beans and rice!"

"Now you're thinking Cowboy, but I'm way ahead of you." Coco kissed his nose affectionately. "That's tomorrows main dish, the dried beans are presoaking in salt water, I'm saving the bacon I wrapped the quail in while they smoked and it will be diced and in the beans. Oh, each of the quail has had a seeded and roasted New Mexican green chile pepper and a roasted tomatilla inside it as it smoked to keep them moist and add flavor and I'll add those to tomorrows beans, too."

Bill grinned at her, kissed her, and then ineffectually covered her ears with his hands. He turned to his Security Team and told them, "Shh, don't tell her, but I'm putting this one on a hundred year contract, before she finds out how much I love her!"

Coco put down the utensils she'd been stuffing quail with, she washed and dried her hands, then she reached up to cover Bill's ears and turned to his men. "I know as Bill's friends you've seen his women come and go. I'm different though. This crazy little bitch will love him when I'm dirt, and I'm not leaving!" Coco grabbed each of Bill's ears and pulled him down to her level to kiss him, to the raucous yells and laughter of his security crew!

Coco slid the last batch of the stuffed quail into the commercial oven in a covered stainless roaster to tenderize at a low temperature for a couple of hours. She turned to the others. "Dinner will be ready in a few hours, Guys. I still haven't seen our gym and the pool, and if I'm going to eat like this I need to run or swim a few miles today, or both!"

"That sounds like a super idea, Doll," Bill agreed. "Are you men up to joining us in a run and swim?"

"Oh no, Bill," Ian spoke up for the Team, "We figured we'd lie around and get fat like bloody walruses while your little Coco shows us all up. Of course we're up for a run and a swim! We'll meet you in the gym."

Coco and Bill strolled to their rooms arm in arm, and changed into their jogging gear. "There are plenty of lockers, robes, and fresh towels in the changing rooms, Love. Oh, the pool is generally considered a nude area, unless we have visitors. You can do whichever you wish."

"I'll wear my birthday suit in the pool then, Bill, I'm not ashamed of my body." Bill grabbed both cheeks of her firm ass and pulled her to him for a hug and kiss. "Me neither, Doll. I'm rather fond of it." They both wore shorts and loose fitting cotton shirts. Coco put on a sports bra to protect her breasts while jogging. She tied her long hair up to keep it off her neck, and she slipped a sweat-band onto her forehead. Bill was so looking forward to the view she'd give them as she jogged!

When they reached the gym Bill went directly to a computer in one corner and handed her a color coded bracelet and put one on his own wrist. He added her name into the computer and pointed out a huge screen at one end of the room. Bill told her, "The computer keeps track of our distances and our time spent running. We'll have to get going, Doll, the men are three laps ahead of us already."

Coco was feeling fresh fucked, feisty, and ready for a challenge, "Let's catch them, Bill!" She took off at a steady pace, gauging it to be a little faster than that of the men ahead of them. "You're the boss, Cowboy. Set our pace and I'll do my best to stay with you!"

Little Coco was well aware she was at a terrible disadvantage in any race with their Crew. Take Ian, for instance, she knew the British Special Air Service she'd been told he'd retired from were their equivalent of America's Navy Seals and Green berets. Those troops regularly trained by running marathon distances with full packs. Gunner had worn a Black Belt last night, and she knew this showed him to be as tough and deadly as any jungle leopard alive, besides being seven foot tall! She had no doubts in her mind Swede was just as tough as the others.

Coco resolved to at least gain their respect and show them she was no quitter, despite the fact she was taking nearly three strides to each of their two! Bill had speeded up a little and she moved up to the inside of his circle, knowing she'd have to go outside later to travel the same distance as he had.

Bill, in the meantime, was carefully gauging and estimating his little love's stamina. He had led many military Teams in similar physical trials. He knew the men in this race had tremendous endurance and will power. They'd endured advances into the face of enemy fire while fatigued from months of warfare.

He also knew of the years of dedicated training Coco had gone through as an athlete and the will and determination she'd shown him the night before as she'd fucked him to exhaustion. Coco had actually been a double threat for her college sports teams. Her first sport had been gymnastics, but her second had been track. She had caused a number of astonished tall track stars to eat her dust!