Chapter 2

I had my .357 and a Beretta along with my two Tanto knives, but my rifles were all in the truck. Cheryl and Michelle picked up on the chores quickly so we were finished early. I wanted to take our time and get comfortable with shooting. I was happy with the fact that Cheryl took to the .22-caliber round, she did not like the 20-gauge because of the bigger kick it had over the .22-caliber. I was able to convincer her to shoot the .410 shotgun giving her the area effect of a shotgun even if it was only a .410-guage. But she was not going to fire a large caliber rifle period. Michelle being the biggest of the three females was not afraid to shoot anything, however, she could not see very well past 30 feet so shotguns were better for her. She liked the 45-caliber over the 9mm so I let her have both Ruger semiautomatics and the duel shoulder holster set they were in. Brenda and I showed them how we shot groupings and the different positions to shoot from explaining how it was important to be able to shoot from all positions. Then I started working on how to cover each other and shoot while moving to the different positions and also shooting on the run. When we got back to the ranch I taught Cheryl and Michelle how to take apart, put back together and cleaned the guns. When we were done we loaded up again right away and I stressed the importance of reloading after the shooting stops before checking for injuries just in case the shooting needs to start again! They all understood and took the information to heart.

We ate sandwiches for lunch and then kicked back to relax. Before we drifted off to sleep Michelle wanted to check all dressings and clean everybodies wounds. So everyone was told {YES TOLD!} to strip to their underwear and wait to be clecked. I was in heaven, I had three beautiful women striping to their underwear right in front of me! The thump on the head from Michelle broke my daydream stare and got me to catch up on undressing. The girls just giggled as I striped to my underwear.

Cheryl Dent is 24 years old and stands about 5'5" weighing maybe 110 pounds. She has black hair that reaches her shoulders and emerald green eyes. She almost looks like Neve Campbell. Her 34C-30-34 hard, shapely, body would make any runway model jealous. The most amazing thing is that on top of her good looks she is very smart being a Physicians Assistant. Michelle Beacher is 23 years old and stands 5'8" weighing around 150 pounds. She has brown hair just past her shoulders and hazel eyes and could pass for Denise Richard's twin. The fact that she sports a killer body with a shape that says woman, 36C-30-34 just makes having her around even more pleasant. Her RN specialty is Post Surgical and ICU care that has proven to be very helpful.

Cheryl was checking Brenda's leg cut while Michelle checked me. Michelle suddenly called for Cheryl and I looked to see what the problem was. My rib wound where I had been cut by a bullet that broke the rib was completely healed and the scar was barely visible, so she took the dressing off my shoulder and found this wound was also healed, only this scar was more visible but still looked to be months old not hours. I pulled the dressing off the wound on my upper arm. The through and through wound was healed as well, leaving no scar where the small entrance hole had been and a tiny scar about the size of my pinkie fingernail where the quarter size exit wound had been. Cheryl and Brenda were next to us and Cheryl pulled the bandage off Michelle's belly and we could not see a scar only the two stitches she had in her belly from removing the bullet left under her skin. Brenda took the bandage off her thigh and found that she too only had the stitches in her leg with not a trace of a scar where she had been cut by the knife. Cheryl and Michelle were talking about this and we all were guessing that since the meteor shower the people who did not die seemed to get even healthier.

Michelle said that a normal wound needing stitches takes 7 - 10 days to heal completely. We seemed to be healing in hours not days. We all agreed this was a good thing but I pointed out that if everything is like this now then if we had to kill something to protect ourselves we had to make sure it was dead! All three girls nodded their heads in agreement and lots of hugs all around followed.

That is when Cheryl asked if they could take turns sleeping with me? I did not know what to say. Brenda said that was a great idea! And I just looked at her and the other women shaking my head. They had planned this from the start I new it but could not prove it!

That night after a wonderful dinner Cheryl came to bed with me. We hugged and kissed for a short time. I moved between her legs and began to enjoy licking and sucking on her clit and labia. She moaned and twitched when I hit the right spot and made it easy for me to get her worked up and orgasm a couple of times, then she said please make love to me. Cheryl spread her legs; I moved over her and entered her slick warm spot. I started with slow deliberate thrusts pulling all the way out so I could enjoy the slight popping felling of slipping into her tight hole. Cheryl seemed to really like me doing that too! When I could feel myself building to an orgasm along with Cheryl, I began to thrust hard and fast which drove us both to an orgasm. We cleaned up in a warm shower taking turns washing each other and after we dried each other off we moved back to the bed and held each other as we slept. I woke before Cheryl and slipped out of bed to find Brenda and Michelle cooking breakfast wearing flannel shirts and slippers again. Cheryl came in a short time after me and said she was sorry for sleeping in. Everyone just giggled and said it was ok.

We checked fence and the cattle before looking for cattle from the other ranches near by that were abandoned. I was worried that if they were not looked after they might die. The girls agreed with me so we moved them all together. This is when it was proven that we were not the only things to change. Like I said about Brenda and I growing some and getting stronger, well a mountain lion about the size of a tiger {YES almost twice as big as normal} jumped our little herd killing a cow with just one bite at the back of the neck. I drew and fired twice hitting the cat once in the shoulder and once in the left front leg. Brenda drew and fired once before she was thrown from her horse and hit the cat in the right hip. The cat turned and leaped at me knocking me off my horse and my pistol out of my hand.

The ground was hard and the cat was very mad, he spun and swiped at me with his front claws catching my lower left leg on the outside. I had my knife out and was swiping at him when Michelle fired her 12-gauge pistol flipping the cat around from the buckshot hitting him in the right hip. Cheryl fired twice low the first time and right in the head the second. The cat went into a death roll and died a few seconds later. I had to laugh since it was the smallest caliber bullet that killed the cat. I was getting checked over for the third time by the lovely ladies and was glad to be alive. My knife and boot had protected my lower leg and I was fine.