Chapter 1B

The next morning we were awakened by the sounds of nature and the combined attention of Shasta and the colt (which we named Lucky). We got up and had cold MRI rations for breakfast while Shasta and Lucky rounded up the horses for the day's trip. In many ways those two animals are smarter than their human companions. We were back on the trail by 06:00 after the best and most restful sleep that we've had in well over a year.

Roughly about an hour after we got moving we came to a trail junction giving us three choices. The right fork leads south directly toward the Colombia River relatively close to Vancouver/Portland area with the very strong potential of encountering either the invasion forces or a potentially hostile Army combat patrol. This southern trail we felt is a gamble as to who would shoot us first. The straight fork leads East-South-East eventually to the Eastern Washington cities of White-Salmon/Bingen on the eastern lice of the Cascade Crest. There we have higher probably of meeting up with more friendly US Army troops. The left fork leads generally north to northeast through the heart of the Cascade Mountains through multiple wilderness areas along the center of the mountain range between the Columbia River and the Canadian border. We dismounted and sat down with the maps spread those out on the ground between us discussing each route and where it leads to and what is available in each area that trail leads to. Shasta came over and sat listening to us so we talked to her as if we were talking to another person then we ask her whether she wanted to go back into combat or live in the wild mountains for a while. She got up and walked up the left fork for about a block before she turned and yipped at us telling to hurry up. Lucky joined her with his mother's lead rope in his mouth. The other pack houses followed his mother.

Jan and I laughed she said "who ever said that animals are dumb? Those two may not be able to answer us in English but their methods of communication say volumes and are just as effective as human speech if you take the time to listen to them." We mounted up heading up the north trail away from immediate additional military service.

That morning the owners of the convince store sent a some of their neighbors out to the Longs to see if what the notes said were true. There they found the executed bodies of the gang members, our note, and the common grave in the back yard. Then they searched through the place for stuff we left to take back to the store basically stripping the place to the walls of anything useful. One of the search party was a hunting friend of John Long so he went to search his armory cabinet where he found our second note identifying what armament we had taken with us plus in a cryptic message (that is a part of the note) telling where we had hidden the stuff from the cabinet that we had left behind. He went and collected the guns and ammunition we had left behind distributing them between the members of the search party.

After they returned to the store with the two notes plus the stuff we had left in the place. Everyone agreed that we had done everything correctly and vowed to resist the 'New Order' to the death. The store owner and his neighbors loaded the two bodies he and his wife had shot in the back of a pickup truck to be dumped them in front of the Long's house with the rest of the gang.

As we traveled north the trail was wide and easily navigated until after we crossed National Forest road #90. While we traveled we courted and flirted with each other like young lovers on their first date. We did not get sexually passionate with the courtship because Jan just started her period and felt very strongly that an intimate relationship is inappropriate at that time in her life cycle.

That is not to say that we were prudes. After we turned north and openly declared our intention to desert the Army the sun came out and weather turned real warm. I first removed my shirt riding in my tee shirt soon after, Jan removed her shirt riding along in a elastic sports bra she had found at the Longs. I rode over beside her and checked her arm wound which I determined was healing very well. I ask about the cut on her ribs and reached for the bottom of her bra so I could pull it up slightly to check the condition of that cut. She said "Hay you horn dog what are you trying to do? Get a look at of my miniature tits?"

I responded "I was thinking about that shrapnel cut on your ribs but now that you mention it you do have two very beautiful tits. It is a shame for you to hide behind that sports bra. Having you riding here with me topless would really light up this forest trail."

Jan commented "my tits are only small mounds of flesh with colored areas on the top what is so special about seeing them anyway? Both of us have seen plenty of human flesh in the last few days those three gang bitches had way bigger tits than I do. After getting such a good long look at them why in the world would you be interested in my lowly little bumps?

"Jan my love I realize that human anatomy is basically the same for all of us. Your body is configured much like any typical woman's and therefore similar to that of those three gang bitches. I love only you so it is only your body is very special in my eyes. In my point of view your body lights everything around you. I agree those bitches had large expansions of tit flesh which it turns out are nothing more than fat sacks or put it another way milk udders. Size alone doesn't mean that much to me your proportionally sized tits are really perfectly balanced for your overall figure. The only change I would care make to your body is to put a ring on your left hand."

"Oh Dan you say the nicest things. I'll go topless if you do the same. Your body lights my trail as much as you say that mine lights yours for all the same reasons I love you." Together we strip of our tops.

I put my hand over my eyes saying "oh god you better turn off those twin headlights before I go blind." She slaps me on his shoulder "Oh you faker cut it out." I lean over to check her rib cut and found only a slight red line and a long narrow scab where it was healing very well. Then I slid my fingers around in front of her to gently tweak her left nipple.

She let out a real long drawn out moan saying "I'll give till the twelfth of never to stop that" grabbing my wrist holding my hand tightly in place over her breast. I leaned in even more and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. Our horses glanced back and seeing what we were up to they lip nipped and nuzzle each other in a horse style kiss then tossed their heads and moved apart to miss a bad spot in the trail separating their riders.

Jan comments "Hay partner I can not believe how much I have come to love you. I was really suppressed when Shasta accepted you so completely. In my initial K-9 training the instructors stressed that the dogs will accept only one 'master' and take commands only from their single handler. Out of all of the other K-9 handlers that I have meet only one other handler was partnered with some one that their dog accepted as a co handler. What Shasta instantly saw in you it took me so long to be fully aware of and accept unconditionally now wonder if I was stupid?"

"Jan you are not stupid in fact just the opposite you are the smartest and wisest person that I know. The problem wasn't you it was the military atmosphere in which we meet that discourages fraternization between its male and female members confused your natural instincts. Somehow our association caught the eye of our commands and we were separated twice even though we were one of the best K-9 teams that the army ever put together. Maybe one of the other top teams is the other team where the dog chose both the team leaders as dual handlers like Shasta chose us. I knew for certain that I have loved you since our first real combat mission together. I have known for a long time that I love you and Shasta more than anything else in this whole world. I guess that I just couldn't hide it well enough from my command to keep the team together."

"Oh god Dan I realize now how much I have loved you since you first meet Shasta. You did not just stand there and give her a pat on the head, as everyone else was doing when they met their new partner's dog, that first day in training. You got down on your knees right in front of me to greet her like she is another person even before you even shook hands with me. I think that it was probably me that messed up with my command and got us separated. I have been frustrated in my feelings for you and I guess that I didn't hide them very well from my supervisors. Until time we met in the Vancouver rubble I have been unwilling to openly acknowledge what I really felt for you.

We were emotionally and physically separated from each other by that ridged military command structure. There in the rubble when you had me topless to dress my wounds was the first time I finely felt free to express myself. If you had come on to me then or if you had touched my nipple like that in the rubble hideout I would have jumped your bones on the spot even if it meant raping you. I have been dreaming about being with you forever and you are my number one fantasy and ideal partner. If I wasn't on the rag starting this morning I would be jumping your bones right here now. You hid your feelings so well in Vancouver I had no idea that you even cared for me at all other than I'm another human being. I always thought your primary attraction to our team was only for Shasta. You have always treated me with complete respect as an equal partner but you never once gave me any hint that you liked me anymore than any other GI partner."

"I couldn't express myself because both us were constantly under the military regulations and command scrutiny. Additionally I was afraid that if I ever openly acknowledged my feelings for you and as a result you let your guard down and got hurt or killed I couldn't go on living. If we ever confirmed our feelings for each other in the combat field we would loose or objectivity and effectiveness as combat solders. Looking back at it maybe the Army's no fraternization policy is not so stupid after all. Now that we have decided to go off on our own we are not going to be in combat together constantly. Though we will watch each others back our love and mutual feelings will not pose an emanate danger to either our selves or to each other."

Shasta had come back to walk with her pack mates after she had her name said so many times in such a short time spoken by both of her pack's alpha leaders. She had seen them come together soon after she and her acknowledged Alpha-female pack leader was mated with her pack's Alpha—male. They have not acted like mates and her Alfa-male would go away for extended periods recently came back into her life so now everything has really came together for her. She has long realized that she would do anything or everything that they ask of her or die trying. She had protected both of them innumerable times. What she couldn't understand is why her pack alphas acted so strange so remote around each other like they weren't really an alpha mated pair until just recently. After they came together this time they have been acting more like real mates treating each other like she had always envisioned that the Alpha-male and Alpha-female should. Now with these new four lagged animal friends to take care of especially that little one that insisted on being her companion she is really in doggy heaven.

They talked about their individual likes, dislikes, prejudices, religious beliefs and their past sexual history. Though they came from radically different family backgrounds they couldn't have been better matched if some higher power had chosen them from some data base matching program. Dan grew up behaving like a typical male that chased skirts but some where along the line he figured out that quality in the relationship is better and more meaningful than quantity since meeting Jan and Shasta he has been celibate by choice.

Jan was a late bloomer in both the puberty realm and in the sexual realm she lost her cheery as a collage freshman and slept around quite a bit that year experiencing sex with both men and women. She also came to the conclusion that quality in the relationship is much more meaningful than quantity. Unlike Dan she has experienced sex since they met she bedded with another female K-9 handler twice before they met in Vancouver. Both times were out of frustration over not being with Dan. Both of times she had experienced some different things that are considered kinky enjoying a few of them. She never told anyone but during her second and final night with the other K-9 handler she learned that that handler commonly had sex with her male dog. Jan couldn't accept the concept of allowing her male dog to join them in bed but she did quit pushing Shasta away when she masturbated. Shasta seams to like licking her pussy and has also tried licking her ass a few times.

As the sun got close to the western tree tops we came upon an ideal camp site it has a old forest service shelter with a wood stove, a fire pit, along side a small creek which runs through a medium sized meadow all within a protected valley. First we unloaded and unsaddled the horses then watered them. We combed out their hair and fed them an allotment of grain before turning them out into the meadow hobbled to graze. After the horses are cared for we built a small smokeless fire to heat our rations. As we eat Shasta is fed also. We speculated about the possibility of hunting around here and maybe staying put for a couple days. I got out our night vision glasses and the compound bows along with some arrows. We made it out onto the meadow looking for their horses and possible game animals. The horses had herded up together under the watchful eyes of the lead stallion. They appeared secure and serine at this time as Jan and I pass around the herd Lucky bounded out to greet us and get petted. Shasta greeted him and ask in their common animal language if the stallion had decided to stay with her humans. Lucky said yes he likes them even better then the other humans that had made all the horses work much harder with whole lot less loving care.

We saw deer grazing on the meadow also and walked slowly toward them. When we got as close as we thought they would let us Jan and I knelt down in the grass and pointed out what we are after to Shasta who conveyed it to Lucky the next thing that we see is Lucky meander over toward the deer who are skittish but stand their ground against the horse. Then we see something remarkable Shasta slides out from under Lucky to sniff the dear up close. As soon as the deer realize that a dog is in their mists they disperse rapidly heading for the trees. Shasta takes of chasing barking at them but because they are so completely dispersed she couldn't decide which one to chase. We laugh at the antics of the two animals and their reaction to what the deer did. Then we call Shasta and take Lucky back to his herd on the way back to the shelter where we turn in for the night after some heavy kissing and petting.

The next morning we woke up at the same time as yesterday crawling out of our sleeping bags shortly before dawn we headed out together to pee. I started to wander off to the side away from Jan to give her some privacy. Jan asks "Dan where are you going?

"I'm going to water that tree over yonder to give you some privacy." We grew up and have lived in a society that expects that men and women have individual privacy to relieve themselves.

Jan responds "Dan don't be such a prude we are out here in the woods all alone I don't mind you coming with me as a matter of fact I love you so much that want to share every aspect of our lives together including our latrine business unless you object."

I say "I have no objections to what you are asking for. I have nothing to hide. I love you so much that my primary thought is to respect your privacy but if togetherness is what you want we can pee anywhere you like together." They moved back together joined hands to walk a short distance further away from the shelter where Jan undid her belt, pants snap and zipper lowering both her pants and panties together to her ankles. I undid my belt, pants top snap and zipper lowering both my pants and underpants to my mid thigh as Jan squatted I took a hold of my cock and we both started to pee together. Shasta followed us and squatted by us to relieve her bladder also. When we finished I ask "Jan what are you going to use to wipe with?" About that time Shasta stepped over to her and licked her pussy clean of any residual pee drops. "Oh I see what you do now how long has she performed that service?

Jan a little embarrassed said "she has been doing that once and a while for over a month now." I am so astonished and surprised that I still had my pants down and my cock exposed. Shasta turned and licked my cock after she was finished with Jan which surprised me even more. Watching her give Jan a tongue cleaning had given me a unexpected thrill that caused my limp cock stand up and take notice. Jan laughed at the display of my erection as Shasta proceeded to lick it. Jan reached out and wrapped her hand around the shaft of my erect cock saying "Oh Dan I knew you have a lovely body but even in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine such a magnificent tool. This is all mine isn't it?'

I slip my hand into the moist folds between her legs saying "if you are claiming my cock as yours than I'm claming this honey box as mine. I locate her aroused clit and gently circle it with my finger before letting it drop lower to her very tight love canal where I inserted first one then a second finger while still fondling her clit with my thumb. In the mean time she continued to fondle my cock jacking it like a pro. The combined effects of our combined exotic manipulations and the long period of discretionary abstinence both of us had a rapid build up to combined mutual orgasms. Even before we came down from our combined euphoric heights Shasta moved in between us licking all my semen from both Jan's and my body, then licking the head of my spent cock before the foreskin covered it over and Jan's pussy. Not to be outdone I licked the hand that I had used to pleasure Jan clean while she licked what ever semen that had gotten on her hand off. Shasta danced around the two of us licking each of our asses in turn also.

Jan asks "Do you get the impression that she is happy that we are getting intimate with each other?" I answer "It sure would seam so. I have seen her happy in the past but never anything like this. That is sure one sex loving dog."

Jan Responds " It sure appears that way but she takes after her pack leaders in that sense because I sure enjoy playing around with your sexy body lover boy but we better get our pants back on and get to hunting before we lose the whole day besides I'm still on the rag." I comment if you mean that by being on the rag you are considered uneatable I beg to differ with you. I was able to remove and sample my fingers before Shasta got to them and I may have to fight her for licking rights because you are a mighty tasty lady."

Pulling up my pants and fastening my belt I say "I read someplace that giving a woman on the rag orgasms it goes faster and reduces the side effects associated with having the period." Jan pulls up her pants and fastens her belt also responding I intend to devote the rest of my life to researching that theory. Grabbing Dan's hand she leads him back to the shelter where they grabbed a bite of breakfast before heading out with Shasta and their bows.