Bob's Great Adventure
Copyright© 2009 by Barneyr
Chapter 40
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 40 - Bob Stevens is ready to leave this earth after the death of his beloved wife of 46 years, but how to do it and not make it look like suicide. An unusual intervention solves his problem and put him on a great adventure that he never dreamed of.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Consensual Heterosexual Science Fiction Time Travel Harem First Pregnancy Slow Violence
It was Fretail and Marlet’s turn to stay with me this morning and I proceeded to eat out Fretail and I pounded Marlit into the mattress for some time before I gave her my essence. Fretail immediately swooped in once I pulled out of Marlit and sucked most of my cum out of her sloppy pussy. I said, “Shower time ladies, we need to be clean and fresh for breakfast.” Just as we were drying off Bertet came in and said that breakfast was ready, I grabbed her and gave her a long slow kiss good morning which had her panting before I left it off to go get dressed. She stood there smiling and said, “He does love me, doesn’t he.” Fretail and Marlit both chimed in, “Yes he loves us all.”
Angel climbed up in my lap as soon as I came in and sat down and I relished feeding her, her breakfast. Someone had gone out yesterday and gathered several guinea hens and a bunch of eggs. As most of us had eggs and bison bacon, and fried potatoes, it was delicious. I finished eating and let Joulnar, Barbara and Harlou know that I would be gone for while this morning so I could ask another Neanderthal camp to join us in the morning. I said goodbye and headed out, before I could get past the second valley, George told me to stop. I stopped and closed my eyes. I appeared near Grunto’s camp, suddenly Olnafot was beside me. I had him hop on the back of the ATV and off we roared, well whooshed then. Then we stopped about a thousand yards out of their camp and we stopped. “Olnafot, close your eyes please.” ‘George, please take us to Valkorla’s camp.’ We came out close to the camp and Olnafot hollered in to camp “Hello in camp, I am Olnafot and friend. Can we come in?” He was answered by a, “Welcome Olnafot and friend.”
We entered the camp and some people ran away from us. Not because I made a lot of noise but just because we came in on the ATV. Olnafot called out, “Please do not be alarmed, this is Sky Spirit Bob, and he is here to help us. Do not be afraid.”
Valkorla came up to us as we climbed off the ATV. He hugged Olnafot and looked at me. “You are the Sky Spirit I have heard about? You look like an ‘Other’.” He turned to Olnafot and asked, “Are you sure this is the Sky Spirit we have heard about?”
“Yes Valkorla, we came from my camp this morning. The Sky Spirits moved us from my camp to just outside your camp in a moment. I have seen the wonders of his camp and of his work. He is truly a man like us, sent to us by the Sky Spirits above to help us live a better life. He would like to have your camp join his as we are doing. I know you and Grunto planned to join camps this fall, so winter would be easier. But if you join with Bob’s camp, life will be so much easier always, not just in winter. If you can have everything packed in your huts by tonight at sunset, the Sky Spirits will move you to Bob’s camp during the night just like they are moving our camp tonight as well.”
Valkorla looked at me and said, “You can do this moving like Olnafot said? We do not have to walk for many days to get to your camp?”
“Valkorla, if you would allow me, we can move to Grunto’s camp right now and be back before you can light a fire. Do you wish to talk to Grunto?”
“If you can do that I will agree, but if I am killed your camp will never survive my people’s wrath.”
‘George can you please move us three to Grunto’s camp, right now. Thank you.’
“Please close your eyes so we can go.” I said and once they closed them so did I and we were gone. I heard George in my head, “You are here now, and you may open your eyes.”
I did not have to tell them to open their eyes as Grunto boomed out, “Valkorla, old friend, how good of you to come to my camp. Please sit and I will get us some tea.”
“Grunto, old friend, how did I get here, we were in my camp only a moment ago.”
“Bob had something to do with that, didn’t you?”
“Yes Grunto, I asked the Sky Spirits to bring us here so Valkorla could see I was telling him the truth about the move.”
“Val, do you wish to join us at Bob’s camp? After hearing Olnafot tell of the great wonders at Bob’s camp, we decided to join him. The weather is nicer in winter and he has a large cave and lots of room for many more than just us. The people are very friendly to our kind and there is always plenty to eat and much work if you want to work. It is what we hoped for when we got old, a place to rest and have plenty to eat and drink, and lovely women to feast our eyes on.”
“Yes Grunto, Bob we will come and join you, now can you take me back to my camp, and I can get my people ready for our move. Thank you for inviting us to your camp.”
I said, “Close your eyes again and I will tell you when to open them again.” ‘George, please again, thank you.’
I could hear the awe and commotion at Valkorla’s camp and so could he. He opened his eyes and said to all his people. “We pack now to move to Bob’s camp tonight. Please see me if you have any questions.”
I talked with Valkorla and gave him some helpful tips about moving and then Olnafot disappeared and then I rode off on my ATV and was soon back in my meadow.
I glanced at my watch and I had only been gone about 2 hours. It was time for me to rest and play with my Angel for a while. Angel had her own bedroom and I would go there and play with her, you know dolls & tea parties and stuff, I had a lot of that stuff still in the house for my grandchildren. She really enjoyed playing with all the toys. I also read to her. I had about 200 of the old Golden Books we bought for our children as they were growing up. She wanted to learn to read too so Barbara or I would sit with her and read and show her each word, so she could recognize the words. I think Phil’s tinkering with her brain helped as she was very quick to pick up words and could sound out some of them by herself. When I could break away and play with Angel, was some of the best times of the day. I cherished those times with her. Marlit found me and said I needed to come and see some of the finished projects the women had been working on. I told Angel I would try to get back later, but to remember I loved her very much. Marlit stayed with Angel and they were playing with her dolls. I think Marlit loved Angel almost as much as I did.
I walked out into the main cave and Keryon showed me all the drying racks she had made. She had even made several more smoker shelves in case we broke one. Her women had made many baskets as well. They were being used by everyone. I thanked her and her weavers and asked if she had ever thought of weaving very small strips of hide. I was thinking of plaiting some hackamores, bosals, and lariats.
“I have never even thought of doing that Bob, but it shouldn’t be that hard,” she said. I then checked with Bernita. She had cut all the ties for the smokers and had started on cutting the saber tooth hides into long strips about a quarter inch wide. She had four pieces about ten feet long, so I tied the ends together in a knot and took one of my large nails and went to a corner table and drove the nail into the table and threaded the rawhide around it to start a 4 plait. As I started the braiding of the rawhide, I kept the end taunt and started the plait. Soon Keryon saw what I was doing and she wanted to try. I showed her the way I was wrapping the rawhide together and she suddenly saw the reason for the plaiting. She could now see that by the plaiting the rawhide was much stronger and yet was still fairly thin. I then went to the garage and got a Spanish bosal and hackamore that had been handmade just like I wanted made. I also brought a rope that was a 24 braid. The hackamore and bosal I brought out was 12 plait, but I wanted Keryon to see how it was done. After she got the hang of it, I took it apart and let some of the other women try too. I then gathered 12 pieces together and I started plaiting it too. The women caught on very quickly after that.
I asked Bernita if she could cut strips about 22’ long. She said that she thought she could. I said we would need 12 strips for each hackamore and we would need about 10 hackamores to be made. I also said that with the extra tribes coming over the next two days, she should have plenty of hides to use as she could just use the old door hides from the huts. We had 26 hides from Joulnar’s camp, Dignar would have about 42, then Grunto had 15 huts and Valkorla had 18 huts, so we would have about 75 hides to choose from. “Some of them may have to be used as additional sleeping furs but we couldn’t use all of them. Plus I had just added 10 more hides yesterday. So we should have enough.”
Bernita agreed and all the women gathered around to learn the new plaiting of rawhide. I also asked Bernita if they needed to use any of the hides for more clothing for anyone and she said no she wouldn’t. When I asked why, she looked at me funny and said, “We already have new clothes in our rooms. They appeared two days ago. You have not noticed that we are all wearing new clothes. These clothes are softer to wear but they are strong and do not get dirty very fast.” I really looked around at all the people and couldn’t believe my eyes. I just never really looked at their clothes. I just assumed that they were the same clothes they came in. I asked to see Bernita’s dress more closely. She came over to me and let me feel her dress skirt. If looked like hide, but was much softer, more like a flannel soft, but not as heavy. I rubbed the material between my fingers and felt the weaving was very fine indeed. I noticed some finish on the material that seemed to flow away from my fingers which were dirty from the rawhide. It wouldn’t let my dirt cling to it like normal. I let Bernita go and said that it had surprised me that the Sky Spirits had left the clothes for them. I said they had not told me they had done that. I promised myself to speak to Fred when I had the chance. I left the women to their plaiting and cutting the hides.
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