Chapter 41: Until Death Do Us Part

[Things were as risky as lighting one up while the sex doll at Burning Man fills with hydrogen]

I explained to the old man how I would be leaving and what would take place. What was going to take place, simply, was the life he lived presently the summer the former me played out the role of becoming livestock and learning to be the lover of the sister nymphs. Yet he would have relevance of mindset knowing there were other realms in time. When he needed me I would be available. But letting the old early version of me play out was important, the introduction of the Swill Sisters, an important feature of the future and the dairy’s success. Back then, original dairy story, I had no idea I was being groomed to become a god. I started out a virgin but what followed was non stop sex. I thought it was heavenly.

So the mechanics quantum were set in motion and I believed I was about to return to my given god status, be with my wife as the triplets were born and again who knows, quite, exactly, what my duties would be. Was I to be a naked furnace man continuing to service clients between visits to world dignitaries setting policy for the future of mankind?

Suddenly consciousness was flickering between what seemed like reality, not catching hold, transferring me into-out of places familiar. Finally the Kaleidoscope was slowing to a stop like the Wheel Of Fortune and it jerked like brakes applied at the coffee shop near the university. I was sitting with the heating oil company crew and Louie. Surprised looks on their faces told me I’d suddenly appeared out of nowhere. “WHERE’D YOU COME FROM?” came like a chorus as they remained wide eyed.

“Well... , “ I took moments to collect myself. I felt a tap on my shoulder, looked up and there was the student who sent me on the weird journey I’d just experienced in my past life as a kid. “Welcome back!” she said with a smile. “How was it?” “What year is this?” I asked her. I couldn’t be sure where I was, when. “Oh don’t worry. You’re back now. You got some work done too. Very good.”

Her girl friend, same girl, was standing next to her and she was smiling ear to ear. I looked around at Frank and Carol, my business partner, Louie and said, “Hi?” They still seemed surprised but Carol held my arm and gave me a kiss. “I just saw you last night. What have you been up to?”

The girl, student, said she had to go to classes but her friend scooted in next to me on my other side and we were four sitting on the bench, one side of the booth. Kind of crammed in I suggested we could slide into the booth behind, Carol, the smiling girl and I. We did. We sat three on one side facing the other guys so we could talk but not before getting up, me with an enormous boner which caught a lot of attention. I felt like the tall kid from 7th grade called on to answer in class, was embarrassed because my penis was leading the way. I’d just been hurled through years of life, previous, only to land back where I started, sort of, not losing much time, now with two ladies who both had their hands on me. “Remember how you said we could fuck before you took off?” asked the student on my right.

I looked at Carol on my left, she with her grip on my penis, “Thank you,” I said with a breathy voice. “Wow. I have a lot to tell you about and yes I remember,” looking to my right at the girl who was also fondling me. “Can you give me a ride? I think I better run up to Sylvia’s to check in. I’ll introduce you to our gathering place up there. I’m sure we can make love. What was your name?”

Suddenly I was, “WHAT?” in Mrs. Sutlevich’s basement again standing in front of her furnace. “Whh-h-a-a-a-at? Oh no.”

[You remember Mrs. Sutlevich, the lady who short changed me with cash paying for the oil I’d just delivered to her storage tank? Chapter 28]

Not what I was hoping for, another instant shift in my life, I turned and looked out the window toward the road and I didn’t see my truck, wondered if I had a ride at all. What the hell? Was I dreaming?

When your naked you don’t have much to fall back on, no wallet, keys, no truck? I had no tools and I wondered what I was doing at her house otherwise. “This is a bit too nutty” I thought to myself. I wondered if it had anything to do with the student who had just recently sent me back to my youth for a while. I thought she must have really been messing with me and was not really any student.

So, I tried the door out, basement level, and it was dead bolt locked with a key. I couldn’t get out using that entrance. So I climbed the stairs to see if I could get into the house proper but that door was locked too. I knocked but there was no answer. This was perplexing and then I remembered the neighbor we had talked to, Siza and I. We had sex in his garden while he watched. I would try to get out a window and ask him for help, a ride perhaps.

I kept looking for a window to open. I was grousing about why I was jerked out of the coffee shop only to have to get out of the house of the person I really didn’t like for cheating me years before. I didn’t know where she was and I didn’t want to be confronted by people who might wonder why a naked guy was in her basement.

I thought about Siza and the other sisters wondering what they were up to. Then I found a window, small, rather tight but it seemed to be the only one I could get open. So I opened it as far as I could and started crawling out. Wouldn’t you know it I got an erection for Pete’s sake. Why now? That made it just that much more difficult to squeeze out and truly I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming or not.

I got me half way and then I had to get my hips through. It hurt. I had that damned erection. I had to try to squeeze passed that prong, also hurting.

That window was alongside the front of the house. As I was straining, grunting a nice looking young women came by and stopped. She walked slowly across the lawn and stared at me for a bit. “Are you naked?” “Uh-m-m-m-m, yes.” “Why?” “It’s hard to explain but I’m a god of Nature and I’ve traveled from another realm and somehow by mistake ended up in Mrs. Sutlevich’s basement.” “You know her?” “Yes, actually I’m her furnace man. Do you know where she is?” “She and her husband took a trip to the former Yugoslavia. They’ll be gone for a couple more weeks.” “Well, oh dear. Let me think. Okay. I need to get unstuck from this window frame and somehow get to the home of a friend. That will straighten things out. I was in the coffee shop east of the university one moment ago and now, well. Believe it or not there are good explanations.”

“Wait. I think I’ve heard of you? Yes, yes, you are the furnace man who was here with a very sexy lady assistant. Yes, Ed, our neighbor, was talking about YOU. That was VERY interesting.” She laughed holding her hand over her mouth. “It was quite interesting, over there in the garden and Ed has told me about it more than once. Can I help?”

“Do you have a way into the house?” I asked. “I’m watering Petra’s plants for her so yes I do. Do you want me to do something in there?” “What I need, now that I’m really stuck, is to get something to smear on me, lubricate me so I can either get in or out of this window frame. Would you mind?” “No, not at all. What would work?”

I thought and came up with some kind of grease, bacon grease or maybe Crisco. “Cooking oil might do it,” I told her. “Something, oil, greasy or thick liquid soap,” and she went up the front steps into the house. I waited.

The mail delivery guys came by and I just waved at him as if nothing was wrong. Two ladies across the street were talking and they took note. They turned their focus on me and continued to stare. They couldn’t see anything but the top half of me so I continued to rest my hands in the front garden among the flowers.

After a bit she was in the house, down the stairs talking to me from behind. Somebody was with her. “Yes, he certainly is naked.” It was a guy’s voice laughing. It sounded familiar. “And he has what appears to be like a cattle brand on his butt cheek,” she said. “Yeah, it’s him.” It was the guy, the neighbor I thought to myself.

She said. “I have Wesson oil and Crisco plus some kind of grease, maybe bacon. She had it on the stove in a covered tin. What should I do with them?” Suddenly I felt somebody grab me by my ankles. “Here, let me try to pull on him.” “OW!” It really hurt because I wasn’t coming free. The neighbor let loose and I pleaded. “Please try the grease for starters at my hips, stuck. Need it to get into the window frame. Then grease me up, down, you know, everything else, a really good job of it.” “I’ll do it,” she said.

I immediately felt her doing me and she was quite thorough, even my butt crack, penis, balls, everything slathered. “Nice!”

“He sure has a huge penis,” he said. He laughed. “No wonder he’s stuck. “It will probably take more grease than we have. I have some EP 90 gear oil at my place.” “Maybe you should go get it Ed. Should I use some Crisco too? This is like a brand new can of it and I can see what you mean Ed, what you were talking about, he and his assistant, doing her that is.” “Yeah, right there in my garden. Sure, and it won’t hurt anything to use up that Crisco as well.” “Too bad he has such a stiff erection. You know?” “Yeah, I know,” I interrupted. “It always does that and especially when someone touches it.” That prompted somebody to grab it and that didn’t help.

“Eeeuuuwww, there’s stuff coming out.”