John awoke horny as hell in an empty bed. The light was on in the kitchen. He could hear Theresa humming to herself. John made a quick trip to the bathroom and relieved himself. Then jumped back into bed.
  Theresa rounded the corner with his breakfast.
  "Breakfast in bed? I hired a cook, not a slave. I'll come to the table."
  "No you won't. This is just to pay you back, for bringing it to me yesterday."
  Theresa was wearing her skimpy bikini panties, her sports bra and her tennis shoes. She had a small apron on in front that hardly hid much.
  "Nice outfit."
  "Nobody here but us chickens. You did a good job with the heating. This feels comfortable. Even got my shoes on so we can finish the tour after breakfast... If you want to that is."
  "Fine with me. If you want to run around half naked, who am I to complain."
  "No, I'd like to run around all naked. But if you're not going to take advantage of it, what's the use?"
  "Suit yourself."
  " I do! Now eat before it gets cold."
  John knew when he was beaten. He dove into his breakfast.
  Afterwards he gave her the grand tour, taking special care to take her topside in the skimpy outfit. It was in the low 40's outside. John took his time showing her each of the unheated outbuildings and the solar array. Her nipples looked like small marbles under her sports bra when they finally went inside, but she never uttered a peep of complaint.
  John explained his plans as he went along; A complete workshop where you could make anything . A deluxe communications center. Food storage area, farming equipment storage. Huge Bedrooms, semi-huge bedrooms. Library, game room. Railed Shafts would bring sunlight down to any room from a tracking mirror on the surface.
  Theresa went nuts over the pool. She peeled off her shoes and jumped in. She shrieked from the temperature. John kept it cool to keep the algae down until he finished the filter system.
  John fought himself every night for the next three days. Theresa turned out to be a pretty good cook. Otherwise he tried to stay away from her. She slept a lot, which made this easier to do. When not asleep or cooking Theresa amused herself at the computer or watched the television.
  It took Theresa just those three days to get her wish. That night they lay snuggled together. They were both nude. John over half drifted into sleep. Theresa was fully aware of his male body snuggled to her.
  Theresa wiggled her behind a bit against his manhood and John began to grow. She continued her motions until he was fully erect. She gently pushed him onto his back and moved over him. She guided his now larger member into herself.
  She was a full dozen strokes into it, when John finally awoke to find himself erect and Theresa riding his hips. Her warmth around his member and firm young body were too much for him to resist. He pulled her down into a deep kiss. She really wasn't too bad for her age.
  After that John didn't fight it. He didn't play the puppy love games during the day, but he also didn't resist her during the night. After the first time, he did insist that they use prophylactics until he could get to town and have his tubes snicked. This would have to be soon, as he only had a couple of dozen. Purchased just after he'd won the lottery.
  Actually they were going to have to head to town earlier to fulfill her feminine product needs. About the time Theresa started getting bloaty and ornery John realized the trip was mandatory.
  Luckily it was between storms so they could get the sports car down the road.
  "If anybody gets curious, call me daddy." John said.
  "Oh please don't spank me daddy! Can't you hurt me that other way instead?" Theresa snickered.
  "Behave yourself, or I'll leave you in town!" John said.
  "Yes Sir!" Theresa snapped to attention.
  "Oh god, just don't get me hanged..... and please don't mention anything to anybody about the silo. I like not being known."
  "Okay, you got it."
  Theresa fell asleep before they made it off the dirt road. The mud was getting thick enough that John planned on picking up the Landcruiser.
  He woke Theresa when he got into town. They made a stop at the store for her needs first, then stopped in a restaurant for lunch. Theresa headed for the bathroom and John for the phone booth just after they ordered.
  John made an appointment for later in the day with a local doctor, and checked on the Landcruiser. It was ready. They ate a leisurely lunch and then went to pick up the 'Cruiser.
  She was a beauty! Even Theresa thought so. She had her fun moment when she jumped up and down and shouted: "Oh thank you Daddy!", threw her arms around John and kissed him hard on the lips.
  The guys in the shop raised their eyebrows. John smacked her butt with an audible slap. She yelped and behaved from then on out.
  Next stop was to pick up the license tags. The shops had done all they could in this direction, but they couldn't sign the papers for John. He wasted a full hour in the DMV. It was time for John's appointment when he got out. Theresa couldn't drive yet so she had to wait while the procedure was being done. He was in the office a long time.
  The doctor told John "The more you use it, the quicker it will feel better."
  "Don't think that will be a problem." said John paying the bill.
  As John walked slowly out, the doctor looked past him to the girl in the passenger seat of the Landcruiser. He muttered to himself: "I'll bet. Damn good thing he got them cut."
  Next stop was to the Mall for a shopping spree for Theresa. John walking slowly along as Theresa flitted back and forth between the stores. He had given her an advance on her wages, mostly cause she hadn't been there very long and an advance was the only condition Theresa would accept it under. Even so they somehow ended up with several of each of the things that Theresa liked. She didn't seem to notice.
  They couldn't think of any way to pull off a joint trip into Victoria's Secret, so she wrote down her sizes and they walked in separately. She selected a few things. He selected a lot. The sales lady eyed him with dissatisfaction. He ignored her. It was none of her damned business what he bought with his money. Whether she approved or not.
  He hung to the side counting his change while Theresa made her purchases. Then he said to her: "How'd you like to come over to my place and try some of these on for me?"
  Theresa smiled at him and said: "I think I'd like that!" as she picked up her package from the speechless saleswoman.
  They walked out arm in arm. Busting out laughing as soon as they rounded the corner.
  John directed her into a top quality dress shop and bought her one that she looked nothing less than dynamite in. Next he took her by a well known chain store and stocked up on shorts, jeans and basic wardrobe items that every girl her age needed in quantity.
  Their purchases amounted to well over a thousand dollars. They carted them out to the 'Cruiser and headed for the grocery store.
  They bought every canned, frozen and fresh vegetable known to man. Plus a great deal of beef, chicken, turkey, pork and lamb. Next came massive quantities of every type pasta, rice, beans and grains and finally basic stocks of flour and other baking goods. Just for the hell of it John purchased one each of every type spice. Theresa took a basket and raided the soup section. The cruiser was loaded to the roof by the time they finished. Just for safety, John bought an entire case of the tampons Theresa had purchased earlier, and four dozen rubbers he intended to use until he was certain he was shooting blanks.
  Lastly John rented a car tow trailer. The kind the front wheels ride in. Then it was back to the shop to pick up the sports car.
  It was almost dark, they got a to-go meal as they had to get the frozen foods into the freezer.
  They headed out of town with a full load test of the new engine modifications. John was very pleased with the new gear ratio.
  Theresa fell asleep once again on the way out of town. She woke up in time for the last five miles of dirt road. The old four wheel drive never faltered, even towing the sports car. John had locked in the hubs when they hit the dirt road.
  Theresa unloaded while John stowed and winterized the Sports car. He tarped it over and moved the Landcruiser into the garage. He added a dip-stick heater and then joined Theresa inside. She was all over him the second the door opened on the apartment.
  "What the Hell?" gasped John.
  "The doctor told you the more you used it, the better!"
  "Later, we've got things to put away."
  "Done."
  "Okay, all that stuff to pack into the freezer."
  "Done"
  "But what about your period?"
  "Light flow. We'll do it in the shower if we need to!"
  "We've got to..."
  "Done! No excuses. I want you bad! Strip off now!" Theresa commanded.
  "Oh shit..." John muttered as he resigned himself to the situation.
  Theresa hardly let him out of the bed for the next week.
  
  One of the first projects that Theresa asked John to work on -when she finally let him get back to work was the swimming pool. John wanted to work on the woodworking for the kitchen, but he postponed it long enough to explain to Theresa what needed to be done. She jumped in with both feet and was soon fitting pipes and drilling mounts.
  John stopped by often enough to keep her out of trouble, but pretty much let her do it for herself. He worked on the filter unit himself. He didn't want to treat the water as he intended it to be an emergency water source. Instead he filtered it through charcoal filters and then passed it through a strong ultra violet light to kill any bacteria.
  Theresa smiled from ear to ear when the pool showed signs of warming up. John didn't bother to tell her about the instant jump in humidity inside the Silo, nor about his efforts to deal with it. He had to totally redirect the airflow pattern for the whole silo to get rid of it, while still maintaining fresh air and heat to the rest of the place.
  Finally he got back to the kitchen project. Theresa dealt another blow to progress when she stopped by to model one of the outfits John had selected from Victoria's Secret. He took her on the floor of the kitchen, amid sawdust and wood chips. She didn't seem to notice. She had all the symptoms of really being in love for the first time. He met her with breakfast in bed for her sixteenth birthday. He produced a bunch of trinkets she hadn't seemed to notice him buying on their buying spree. She kept him in bed the whole day.
  The first chink in their happiness came when Theresa made a call to her girlfriend Cindy.
  She came back shaken and mopey.
  "Okay, what's wrong."
  "Uh, John. Can I hire an assistant?" she said absently. "What? Am I working you too hard?" John asked, chuckling. "No silly. It's my friend Cindy. She really needs to get out of there. I thought that maybe I could hire her and pay her out of my salary."
  "You want to bring her here? "
  "Uh-huh. She doesn't really have any place else to go either."
  John was quiet for a moment before he answered: "Theresa, this isn't a home for wayward girls you know. I could get into serious trouble just for having you here."
  "I know, but I'm just so worried about her."
  "She doesn't have any relatives who would take her in?"
  "No, not really. Not that wouldn't be worse."
  "What's the problem with her folks?"
  "They're abusing her!"
  "Sexually?"
  "Sexually, physically, mentally. And they're her real folks. At least with me it was mostly my stepfather."
  John said: "Well, let me think about it, Okay?"
  ".. Please! "
  "I told you, I'd think about it."
  John did think about it. For two whole days. He could see that Theresa wasn't going to like it too much if he told her no. He wasn't likely to like it if he said yes. Finally he gave her an answer.
  "If you let me finish the kitchen, then the two of us can work on a room for her.... and you can't let her know exactly where this place is till she gets here."
  "I still don't exactly know myself."
  "Fine, she will meet us in a different city and take a long twisting ride all the way back here."
  "What for?"
  "Because I said so. But mostly because I'm not about to leave my future in the hands of a sixteen-year old girl I never met. She's going to have to run away to get here. We can send her money to do it, but she'll have to run away none the less. It's against the law for me to harbor a run away."
  "But you harbor me!"
  "Not the point. I know you, now! It was a total fluke that you're here at all. If she comes it will be deliberate. Not the same thing at all."
  "But.."
  "Those are my terms, take them or leave them."
  "Okay... I guess. When can she come."
  "Not for at least a month."
  "A MONTH! But... "
  "That's life! I didn't create her situation. I'm going out of my way to solve it for her."
  "She didn't create her situation either."
  "I don't have the emotional energy or resources to be responsible for everybody in a bad situation. Do you accept the terms?"
  "I guess I have to." Theresa glared at him and stomped away.
  That night she was cold to his advances.
  "This is bullshit!" John told her, "I'm not the bad guy here. I've gone out of my way to make things right for you. Now you're asking me to do the same for another. I'm going to do it. But I don't like it. I'm not a charity organization."
  "I told you I'd pay her."
  "To do what? What's she skilled at?"
  "To help me!"
  "Fine. I told you I'd let her come. Either stop moping or forget the whole thing."
  It took a few days for Theresa to come around. She found him working in the kitchen.
  "I'm sorry." she said.
  "That's okay."
  "No it's not. I thought about what you said. You're not a charity. This is your dream house. I'm just here cause I happened to jump in front of you."
  "That's why you were here to start with. That's not why you're here now."
  "Why am I here now?"
  "I guess because you want to be."
  "And what do you want?"
  "I want to finish my house and live in it in peace. But if you're asking why I let you be here, I guess..... it's because I love you."
  "You do."
  "Yes."
  Theresa broke out into tears. John took off his work apron and carried her down stairs. They made love for the rest of the afternoon and well into the night.
  Theresa rested her head on John's shoulder and traced her fingernails in small circles upon his chest. His one hand rested on her back, the other lay around one of her breasts. He breathed the slow regular breath of sleep.
  Something had changed in their relationship. Something serious. She was somewhat surprised to find herself in love with the man. She hadn't intended to be. She hadn't given it all that much thought really. She had told herself that it wasn't really the money, which it was that had led her attraction to him. But each day her fondness for him grew stronger. Now it held her like a chain.
  John had changed himself during this time. His lovemaking had changed with him. He was more aggressive. That night he had been in total control. He lifted her to a higher level of passion than she had even guessed could have existed. Then he kept her there for hours. Each climax built upon the last. Each time he held her on the edge until every nerve ending in her body screamed for release. When his actions began to border on cruelty he would trigger one massive orgasm after another. Then he was there on the other side to catch her fall with his soft caresses and kisses. His tongue knew every inch of her now, and he could use it mercilessly. He controlled her body and soul.
  Theresa felt afraid; she didn't have a clue where to begin to return that sort of passion. She had never had to, or even wanted to before. Certainly not with most others she's had sex with. With them it had been a release; for them usually. Before John she had only known an orgasm as a form of torture from...... She shivered. John pulled her close to him and she wept against his shoulder.
  The next day, after she cooked breakfast, John went to work in the kitchen. Theresa went directly to the communications room and logged onto the Internet. She began searching for information on how to please a man. There really was surprisingly little.
  Among the best she found, was an old translation of the Karma Sutra. She also found a few articles in the news groups about eastern sexual techniques. some made reference to some exercises that women can do to develop better control their vagina's.
  "Control of their vagina's?" Theresa pondered. The most exotic things she knew how to do, was to climb on top and ride a man till he popped off. Or give him fellatio .... she had thought before her reading. Some of the articles talked about oral sex techniques she had no clue about. She got so enthralled she forgot about time and missed making John's lunch.
  "Hey Cutie. Do I have to hire me another cook?" John said when he located her.
  Theresa near jumped right out of her skin. She hastily closed the files she was reading and jumped up to make his lunch. He caught her as she tried to rush past and kissed her as passionately as she had ever been kissed. After the things she had been reading she was more than receptive. John's lunch had to wait even longer.
  Progress on the kitchen went well considering that John's sexual appetite seemed to be getting stronger every day. Theresa thrived on it. She also studied the new information that she had downloaded real hard. Their lovemaking became more intense with each session. John seemed thrilled with Theresa's sudden new talents.
  Finally the kitchen was completed and the two of them descended to the second story above the pool. The first would be their bedroom; the whole floor (with a trap door into the pool). A portion of the second would be Cindy's, shared with a new laundry room and a large bathroom.
  The two of them worked shoulder to shoulder to complete the floor. Theresa definitely understood the need for a separate bathroom. It didn't take too long to lay the floor and partition the level. Then the whole silo reeked for days as after they painted Cindy's room. John had made a trip to town to return the car trailer and picked out a queen-sized water bed and some furniture. He had to re-commission the flatbed to pick it up.
  Once the silo was aired out and their headaches went away, John told Theresa to make the arrangements with Cindy. Theresa showed her appreciation by treating him to two days worth of her new studies in one session.