Chapter 8

Ed lit a fire in Cynthia. After being almost celibate for twenty-six years, she wanted him to make love to her every day and often. They awoke, made love, ate breakfast, made love, skipped lunch to make love. ate dinner then made love again. Cynthia was well aware she was playing Russian Roulette as far as her becoming pregnant. Now that she had a cock in her, she became a penis junkie; addicted to sex.

The moderation of the weather allowed them to move to his bed upstairs.

It was still very cold but they soon warmed the other up. After a passionate session, they talked while waiting for Ed to recuperate and become hard again.

Cynthia realized that she was falling in love with this man. Less and less her desire to return home became important to her. She didn't know if she was content being his lover or if it suddenly dawned on her that she was happy for the first time in her life. She found him to be well learned in many aspects of life. She also felt that being stranded here on this isolated so-called farm might be the best thing that ever happened to her. She knew her parents were worried sick about her. Probably thought for sure she might be dead. Would a call or a note telling them she was all right and happy be the right thing to do? If she did call them, it would relieve them but her mother would insist she come home. Her father too. She pondered all of these things over the coming month.

Being practically a doctor, she realized after two months of having sex with her lover that she was pregnant. Any other girl would learn of this in a matter of weeks. "I'm going to have your baby," Cynthia revealed to him one night. The snow was melting, the days were gradually turning lighter. It was April and she had been with him for four months now.

"How do you feel about this?" he asked, fearing that she might opt for an abortion when the sloppy mud leading from the road dried enough to support his automobile.

"What do you mean?"

"Are you happy about this?"

She smiled and said, "Yessssssss." Her eyes sparkled joyfully.

"Honestly?"

She kissed him on the mouth, "Honestly."

"Cynthia, is there any possibility that you would consider being my wife?

Marrying me? I know I can't offer you much but...

"Shush," she put a finger to his lips to quiet him. "Yes, I will marry you. You are the father of our child. I want it to have both a mother and a father. Now, have you been hoarding any money?"

Pause.

"Well have you? Once we marry, we're going to need money to buy certain things for this place."

"Yes, I have money."

"How much?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Ed, we need nicer things to wear. We need a generator for this place so we can have at least some things that run on electricity. We need to stock up on more food, medicine, so I can treat you and our child if one of you becomes ill. We need to get some kind of blower that will spread the heat at least throughout the living room plus the kitchen. I don't mind the kerosene lamps, but I will also require some kind of brighter lights. Books, medical books. I took care of you out of my memory. There are so many things we will need to bring up our child. Now do you have any money stashed away somewhere?"

"I do," he nodded.

"I want you to say that to clergyman or judge or whoever is around to marry us," she kissed him.

"In the morning, I'll show you where I keep it."

Cynthia flung back the covers, "You will show me now. I want us to count it and see where we go from here."

They stayed up while Ed sought out his hiding places bringing all he had hidden.

Many of them were one ounce gold maple leaf coins. She counted out over thirteen thousand in bills and enough golden coins to bring a smile to her face.

"We'll drive to Edmonton first chance we get," he said, letting her take over being his banker.

"Is this all you have?"

"I have more hidden in a dairy pail in the yard but the ground is too frozen to dig it up. I have a few thousand in a Bear Lake bank."

"This will do for now. We need to spend some of this but we don't have to go hog wild. Just purchase the necessities."

"I've got to buy you a diamond ring."

"As much as I would love one, a diamond is not a necessity. A cheap gold band will do. I don't need a ring," she smiled, placing her hand over his. "It's sweet of you to think of an engagement ring, but we'll need the money for our child."

Holly drove to Edmonton after she had set up Gladys Hines, by using up all of the favors owed to her. She knew she might get into serious trouble if her ruse were found out. She'd lose her job, her seniority, pension, and most likely go to prison for years.

Nonetheless, Holly thought the risk was worth it. It took almost four hours for them to arrive at the West Edmonton Mall. Outside it didn't seem all that much. Inside was a shopper's paradise. Gladys', who was a mall rat, mouth dropped. It was the creme-de- la-creme of any mall she'd ever seen.

"Let's get something to eat," Holly prodded her. She wore her uniform, showed her badge, and had a small hidden gun in her ankle holster. "You like fish?"

"Uhhhhh... yeah!" Gladys answered, still impressed with her surroundings.

"Lets go," she grabbed her arm to lead her away from the indoor lake.

"I'd love to do that," she said, watching the thousands of swimmers frolicking around through the heavy glass window.

"We just might tomorrow," Holly promised. Being hungry, Gladys allowed herself to be guided to the French Quarter and into an eatery called the French Café. They both ordered blackened salmon cajun. Never having cajun before, she found it hot, spicy and delicious. At home, Gladys would have licked the plate.

"Too bad it wasn't just a little more," she told Holly.

Holly had already cleaned her platter and was downing her second long neck,

"We can come back later, but we've got to get you some things to wear."

Gladys nodded, anxious to return to the shopping lanes again.

Ed and Cynthia arrived in Edmonton the same day. However they didn't go to the mall just yet. They applied for a marriage license, had a blood test, ate lunch at a McDonalds, and found a Salvation Army thrift store. Now that she was managing the money, Cynthia had Ed drive her to the bank in Bear Lake to convert the maple leaf coins into paper bills.

At the thrift store she perused the aisles of donated clothing, looking for used clothes for both Ed and her. She found a beautiful pair of leather pants with a silk lining that fit her perfectly. Several blouses, one a very pretty beige satin brocade while the rest were practical for every day use. Jeans, one woolen skirt that was lined with silky polyester, a few shoes and a pair of lumberjack boots. She purchased maternity blouses and pants that expanded as the baby grew bigger inside her. She spotted several pair of silk tap pants that were a bargain and other panties made of cotton. Finally bras. Knowing her breasts would expand as the baby within her grew larger, she estimated her bust size to the point where she purchased two nursing bras. She found an old pump for her to squeeze excess milk from her breasts to store in bottles in the refrigerator. Ed bought some extra underwear and levis. She made him buy some heavy sweatshirts and a few sweaters. These and many other items Cynthia deemed to be necessary except for the leather pants and satin blouse. They were priced so low she couldn't help but buy it.

After that they drove to a hardware store to buy a large generator to hookup and give the house a little bit of electrical power, a blower to install in the fireplace to spread the heat throughout the house, and other items Ed thought he needed. She paid for everything in cash. They also went to the pharmacy where she picked up the basics of makeup, a good brush for her hair, a shower head for the bathroom, all kinds of things to make homemade remedies to help cure minor illnesses, and cough medicine with codeine which was legal in Canada as an over the counter tonic. She took ten bottles. At the liquor store she picked up several bottles of fruit flavored brandy which she'd use only for medicinal purposes. Ed begged her to allow him to purchase three cases of beer. She okayed that after receiving assurances that he'd drink only one a day.

By the time they stored all these items in his trunk and back seat, they went back to McDonalds for dinner and found a cheap motel to stay in. They took a long luxurious bath. She washed his penis for the longest time.

"You're the one that got me pregnant, you nasty old thing," she lightly scolded it as if she were talking to another person. "You should say that you're sorry."

"I'm sorry," Ed mimicked in a soprano voice.

"No, you're not. But since you can't get me any more pregnant than I already am, you can make love to me tonight if your master is up to it."

"He's up to it," Ed said in an elevated tone.

They embraced each other. It was the first time both were completely clean. Ed shaved and brushed his teeth. Cynthia had shaved her legs and trimmed around her sex as well as brushed her teeth. Their tongues in the others mouth desperately searching for something but only finding the other appendage.

"I've never tried this so please be patient with me," Cynthia whispered as if the room were wired for sound. She turned with her ass in his face. It was encased with the silk tap pants. She grabbed his rod and started licking it. She read in her sexual studies books that this pleased a man. With eyes closed even though it was dark, she took his cock into her mouth. Both hands jacked him up and down as she sucked him. All of a sudden, she felt Ed put his tongue at the slit of her pussy. She let out a little moan at the intrusion.

She spread her legs wider to give him more space to work with. She decided that she liked sucking his cock. She bobbed her head up and down. She didn't know if she were doing it right or not, but she was prepared to change if he complained. Her hips moved involuntarily to his tongue inside her. His hawklike nose bumped her ass which made her speed up her sucking. It was in no time that he shot his seed into her mouth. Cynthia hadn't thought the whole scenario through but swallowed each rope of cum into her orifice. It was hot, sticky and salty all at the same time. She dropped it from her mouth to let out a loud squeal when her orgasmic waves flooded over her. For ten minutes, Cynthia had her head on his cock and balls while she collapsed her pussy onto his mouth.

"I liked that," Ed finally spoke.

"Me too," she gasped. "Lets do it the regular way now."

"Just what I was thinking."

Holly and Gladys stayed in the mall's main hotel. The room just glowed with opulence.

Holly received a ten percent discount on the bill because she was a cop. She sat there drinking some long necks while Gladys modeled her new clothes. Holly had paid a small fortune for her wardrobe, but seeing her in those silky things, they were worth every penny.

After showing her last item, which was a set of babydolls, Gladys settled into Holly's lap and cuddled.

"I'm kind of tired tonight, babe," Holly said. "The drive over, the shopping, all this beer in me is a little too much for me to fuck you."

"That's okay," Gladys kissed Holly's ear. "We can make up for it in the morning."

"If I don't have a hangover we will," Holly smiled.

"I love you," Gladys whispered in her ear.

"I love you, too, baby," Holly placed her arms about her tiny waist. "You're so good for me."

"Yeah, I am." Gladys giggled. "Now that I'm legal, do you think I can get some kind of part time job? You know, doing four hours a day. Kind of pull my own weight in our little den?"

"I won't stop you, but I wish you wouldn't. I'd like you to be my little house mouse. Clean up, cook dinner, do the dishes. I'm satisfied with that."

Gladys looked disappointed. "Okay, I just wanted to bring a little money into our home."

"I make enough, darling. You just keep doing what you are doing and let me take care of us. I've saved a lot of money I have in the bank. We don't need yours. Besides, if you're in the home I won't worry about you being out in the cold cruel world."

"Whatever you say," she put her face by Holly's neck and shoulder. She started kissing the neck without let up. Gladys licked her skin and kissed her for a long time.

"You keep this up, we'll be fucking in minutes and not tomorrow. My pussy is sopping."