Chapter 48

During the ride back home I had plenty of time to talk with Rose and she was even able to find the information Sigfried had left her about Carl. He had been a history professor at Harvard. Well, at least it explained why he was so lost when it came to living in the wilds. I figured he must have a PHD in pie in the sky from the way he was talking at first.

Of course I didn't mind him being a highly educated man since I knew he could have his uses and if there was ever a man who needed direction from on high Carl was that man. Pictures of Professor Carl and his Cro-Magnon and Neanderthal English lessons were dancing in my head faster than sugar plum fairies at Christmas. When I mentioned it to Rose she was nearly giddy and thought I should fire up the sawmill and build him a one room schoolhouse at once. Hell, I wasn't even home with him yet.

"How do you know you can talk him into it?" I asked, acting like a dumbass myself.

"When I explain he can act as our educator instead of killing and skinning bison for a living, which do you think he'll choose? I might even sweeten the deal with four lovely young mates to take care of him. Sigfried's note specifically mentioned he is heterosexual, but not very good at it. Apparently at one time he spent a substantial percentage of his income on ladies of the evening. He'll be eating out of my hand, or their laps, before he's been around here long."

There was no doubt I should have known Rose would have the whole story on Carl and the perfect plan for getting what she wanted out of him. We laughed about it for nearly thirty minutes before she signed off and started getting her ducks in a row for handling him. For a minute or two afterward I wondered if she had contingency plans for keeping me in line, but then decided I didn't care if she did. I was also practically sure Carl would think she was wonderful for the care she was about to take of him.

By the time we made it home the fix was in and it didn't take Rose long to get things in motion. She had a four-woman assortment picked out for tempting Carl and he was putty in her hands within minutes. Rose had a very attractive young widow from Juko's bunch and an even younger maiden from them along with two young and very attractive Neanderthal girls from Goondoe's bunch.

Actually they had come from Daltell's group, but since he had joined Goondoe's bunch the last word was from Goondoe. Hell, I knew very well he couldn't deny Rose anything by this late date. Routata had missed the dealing since his camp was still lacking any unmated women, except for several who weren't quite women yet.

For myself I tried my best to skip tending to any mating and matching and headed directly for my table with Shetalla in tow. I introduced her to all my women who were around and to Kita and Chiqa. The two of them were up even fairly late at night and I wasn't a bit sad to see them in their double chair waiting for me to start dispensing food.

"Daddy, we're so glad to see you back. You might be in time to feed us," Kita said, holding her arms wide for me to pick her up.

I did it at once and gave her a big hug then replaced her and tried the same on Chiqa. She tried to giggle at me, but didn't want to spend much time in my arms. She wanted to be right back where I'd found her since she anticipated food.

Nanita gave Chiqa's bottle to Kita as soon as I put her down and then she introduced Shetalla around after I introduced the two of them. Meanwhile I sat by Kita and started feeding her from the plate Nanita had just provided.

As I was eating Nanita started giving Shetalla the rundown on which of my mates were definitely pregnant and which ones only thought they were. I listened in and was surprised at the way the numbers of knocked up troops seemed to have grown from the last count I'd been given.

Nanita also shared with Shetalla some knowledge Rose had shared. The old rumor they were all familiar with was true according to Rose. The man was responsible for getting the babies started. Rose had known it for a fact and none of the others doubted her word on the matter.

"Then I now belong to a man who can surely do the job?" Shetalla asked.

"I've never heard of one better anywhere. It's no wonder when you know the size of his dick," Nanita said.

"His what?" Shetalla asked.

"His dick. His member. Dick is what he calls it and it is by far the biggest I've ever heard of," Nanita said.

"I knew it felt very large, but I didn't take time to look at it," Shetalla said, and blushed a little.

"No matter. We will take a good look tonight or at least tomorrow. Wait until he washes your hair and shaves you. You'll get a chance to see it in good light then," Nanita told her, and then shushed things up and continued handing out food.

When Shetalla got her plate Nanita had to stop her big dick lessons and tell Shetalla about our food and how it was cooked. Shetalla was amazed over the details and my prowess hunting, but when Rose showed up with a cave lion tooth necklace for Shetalla the new girl nearly swooned.

"Don't let it get to you girl. Before long he will have so many lion teeth we'll have to start looking for places to put them out of the way. He hunts them as if for sport," Nanita told her, and when Shetalla looked at me I just smiled as if I was proud of it.

I was glad they were no trouble for me to kill, but it didn't really seem like such a magic trick to me. Still, I could understand how Shetalla would be amazed. I did always feel a little guilty when the women started bragging over it though. Of course if it made a new arrival want more dick rides who was I to complain?

Even though Carl now had four women to take care of him Rose had them all sit at the table with us for tonight and I'm sure she was just showing off. It worked like a charm too when she put out the peach cobbler. I'm sure Carl thought he'd been killed and was already in heaven.