Chapter 16

“We’d like to load the first wagon only on the right side and leave the left side open. Load the rest in the other wagon and any extra we’ll put on our mules. Can you do that?” Rory asked the store clerk.

“I can, but why would I? It will all fit into the two wagons.”

“Because my brother was shot and needs to be laying on his back on the trip back home.”

“Oh, your brother was the one shot. You’re one of those O’Dell brothers. I can do that. How tall is your brother?”

“A little more than me.”

The store clerk took a visual measure of the man standing next to the redhead and wondered what it was like between the redhead’s legs. She was a beauty and it was easy to see that she was also a tough woman, not one to be toyed with.

“When you have everything loaded send someone to the hotel and get me. I’ll check in the goods and then see to it your money is sent to you from the bank,” Opal Anne instructed. “We’ve had a very bad trip. We’ve had our children threatened and had to kill three men. I’m sure that you won’t add to our problems by overcharging us.”

The store clerk looked up from Opal Anne’s breasts and into her eyes. He immediately knew that, like the men around her, this was also a dangerous woman.

“I won’t do that. But if I’m loading the wagon and mules, I will charge for the work.”

“That’s fair. As I said, we’ve had a very rough visit to town, and we wouldn’t want it to get worse.”

Opal Anne nodded towards Rory and he smiled as he looked at the store clerk, tapping the side of the shotgun he had removed from the first wagon. Rory and Opal Anne walked past the second wagon and away from the general store and back towards the hotel.

I sat in the room and watched Mick slide in and out of sleep. He needed to have a good night’s sleep and be ready to go home sometime the next day. I began to wonder about how it was that my brothers could trade wives. I couldn’t imagine that I would ever allow another man to touch my wife without taking a heavy price from his hide.

I’d found, in my own mind, the perfect woman. She was everything that I dreamed of when I bunked down during the war. Whoever it was that saw to it that Opal Anne and I met had earned my thanks forever. I don’t think I could ever understand men like my brothers.

Betty Mae came into the room to relieve me. She smiled at me, before sitting on the bed next to Mick.

“How’s he doing?” She asked.

“He needs to sleep. That is the one single thing that will help him the most,” I answered.

“I saw how you shielded his body when he was shot. Thank you.”

“Betty Mae, what’s the big deal? It would seem that he and Rory are just another pair of cocks to you and Raylene.”

“Paul, I know you don’t understand. But I want you to know that I love Mick with all my heart. Raylene and I were whores, maybe we still are. We look at fucking as a game or a recreation. We love our husbands, and no amount of fucking between us is going to change that. I would never make love to a man other than Mick. But I can fuck Rory and the same goes for Raylene.”

“You’re right, I don’t understand. To me sex is the closest a man and wife can be physically, and that shouldn’t be shared. I guess, as long as you and Raylene don’t try to get me to trade my wife with your husbands and don’t try to fuck me, I’ll just live and let live.”

“You know that when Mick and Rory found out that you didn’t trust them, it hurt them to the core. They love you, Paul. They are both scared to death that you’ll abandon the family because of the way Raylene, and I acted towards you. I’ll never ask you to trade with Mick and me again. I’m pretty sure that Raylene feels the same way.”

“I hope so, Betty Mae. I would hate to lose my brothers over this,” I said as I walked to the door.

“I understand, Paul.”

I was awakened by the feel of a baby kicking my arm as it enjoyed the warm liquid it was sucking from her mother’s bright pink nipple. Pauli was looking like she was having as much fun sucking on her mother as I had last night, when I emptied both of the remnants of Opal Anne’s teats.

I rolled towards my family and watched the wondrous sight. Opal Anne reached under the blanket and grasped my hardening cock. She stroked it faster and faster until I was getting close. I let out a quiet groan and Opal Anne stopped. I knew what that meant and didn’t complain.

Pauli finished her breakfast and Opal Anne set her on a thick blanket on the floor and then returned to me in bed. She peeled back the blanket and grasped my cock and lowered her mouth to it. She engulfed the pink/purple head and drew it into her mouth. I’d asked her, one night at home, if she enjoyed having a cock in her mouth.

Opal Anne said that in most cases it was better than fucking most men. Whiskey would clean the taste of a dirty cock out of her mouth and she wasn’t eager to have a filthy cock in her pussy. I was beginning to believe that she really did like my cock. She never failed to make sure that my pleasure was complete each time we made love.

She sucked on my cock and pumped it with her hand, bringing my explosive release into her mouth. She swallowed my spend and then moved to cuddled to me.

“Paul, I always wondered what it would be like to have a man with a big cock. I’ve heard stories that black men had really big cocks, but when I was whoring, I never saw a big one, black or white, and was wondering if it was all a tall tale. The first time I held your cock in my hand it was like a fulfilled dream or an answer to prayer. The fact that I can’t get my thumb and fingers to touch when I hold it and that I can’t get but half of it into my throat, well, it just makes me feel blessed.”

I stroked her cheek and her hair. “I’ve had some other women and they always complained that I was too big for their pussy and asses and that they could just barely get the head in their mouth. But with you, everything just seems to fit. Your mouth, your pussy, your ass. They all just feel perfect.”

“Paul, I was worried that it would hurt when you first pushed it into me. It never hurt, it just made me feel full and loved. And now that I’ve pushed Pauli out, I was afraid that I would feel loose, but you still make me feel full and loved.”

I kissed her and held her tight for several minutes. I couldn’t believe how much I loved this woman. When we finally separated, Opal Anne gave me one more quick peck and started giving directions.

“Alright, mister. We should clean and dress. It’s going to be close to noon before we get on the road. We still need to get the store and the bank.”

“I need to see the sheriff before we leave as well,” I added.

“I can’t wait to get home and have a nice hot water wash. Paul, we also need to talk about what to do with the land on the plain when we move to the city.”

I had Pauli in my left arm and Opal Anne’s hand in my right while we were walking down the hall. We talked about the plain. Should we keep it? Sell it to another miner? Sell it to a company?

“You know what? It just occurred to me that we never named the place. I guess “The Plain” is good.”

“The O’Dell Plain?” Opal Anne asked.

We talked about staying there in the summer and living in the city in the Winter. When we got to the lobby, we settled our bill at the desk and walked next door into the restaurant.

I noticed that the mess from the previous day had been cleaned up and all looked normal. Rory, Raylene and Roddy were sitting at a table, so we joined them.

“Good morning, little brother, Raylene,” I said feeling very happy.

“Good morning to you. And to you Opal Anne. How are you two after yesterday’s excitement?”

“I slept well,” I said with a chuckle. “You’re the one with all the action. How are you?”

“I’m good,” Rory said. “Raylene calmed me down. I’ve never shot anyone close up like that.”

“It’s not something I wish on anyone. The war gave me enough of that, don’t need any more. You got lucky and didn’t have to look them in the eyes as they died. Those two slugs ended them on the spot. You saved all our lives.” I tried to make sure Rory knew I was proud of his actions.

“Yeah. I guess I’m more of a farmer than I thought,” Rory said quietly.

Raylene rubbed his back while he spoke and leaned her head on his shoulder. It was nice to see the care she felt for my brother.

“Have you checked on Betty Mae and Mick?” I looked at Rory.

“I knocked on the door and Betty Mae answered,” Raylene said. “She was feeding Michelle and Mick seemed to be alert.”

“Good, maybe we can get on the road before noon,” I said hopefully.

“When I was done eating, I was going to head to the store and check if the wagons were loaded correctly. I was going to ask Opal Anne to get the mules, since she seems to have a way with those beasts.”