What Happened?

By

Apache

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Chapter 5



The next morning I told the girls that we would go and look the cave over, whenever they could get ready to travel.  I have never seen that much activity by six women in all of my life.  They had made breakfast, cleaned up the pots and pans, struck the tent and loaded it on the trailer, along with everything that they now considered necessary.  An hour after I woke I was driving out of the camp site with everything that we would need on the trail for three weeks.  I might have to do a little hunting, but nothing to be bothered about.

We crossed the brook and got onto the path going in a northerly direction.   As we travelled along we saw several deer and elk.  But they didn't seen to  shook up over seeing a group of people in a cart with a trailer following.  That would change in the far distant future.

We had travelled about ten miles when Dawn told me that just up ahead was a trail going off to the right.  And it was only about a mile long. 

I followed her instructions and soon broke out of the forest onto a broad grassy plane.  The grass seemed to run on forever in a North and South direction.  About ten miles to the West, I could see the edge of what looked like a big mountain range. 

Dawn pointed me in a East of North-east direction and off we went.  An hour later we got to the first big hill.  We stopped at the base of the hill and Dawn and Company, set up a noon camp and started to warm some food up.  A good meal never hurt anyone. 

During the meal, I was informed that We were only about a mile from the cave.  I wanted to go see what it was all about, right then.  Then, Dawn told me, that during this time of year the bears would be hanging around the cave that they wanted.  If one was at the cave, and I could kill it, they wanted time during the day to take care of the meat.  Could we wait until the next day to go to the cave?

Why, hell yes!

They set up camp for the nights stay, and then just loafed around until it was time to fix the evening meal.  A couple of the girls had went out a little bit from camp and did a little gathering.  The meal was excellent.  I got to thinking, I know, I know, about the food that I was being fed.  The meat was always fresh.  Even the smoked and dried meat was fresh.  It had very little fat on it.  The vegetables Were on average, no older that a day or two.  Here I was on a low fat, low Starch, and high protein diet and getting more in shape every day.  I was being very well cared for.

We had a little time before the sun set, so I called all of the girls to me.  I had Dawn stand on my right and Honey stand on my left.  I pulled the smallest one of the bunch to me and said,  "From now on , you will have the name Mouse, because you are small like a mouse.  Then I kissed her.  She gave back a lot more than I gave.

As soon as things calmed down a bit, I pulled another one to me.  I said, " From now on you will be called Dove, because your voice sounds like a dove in the morning.  More kissing, and a few gropes.

The next one saw the youngest of the group, but not the smallest.  I said to her, "From now on you will be known as Fawn, because you are the youngest of my wife's. She almost climbed up me to give me a barn burner of a kiss.

I said to the last one, "You will have a special name, you will be called Storm from now on, because I saw the storm you were causing around the chief of your old tribe".  Then I asked her, "Why were you so mad at the chief"?

Storm replied, "He would not listen to me, I knew that if the ones he sent to fetch, ah Dawn, did not bring her back, and someone else brought her back, she would come as his wife.  But he would not listen, and it got him killed.  And it made me your wife.  From what I can see, you are much better that he could ever dream of being.  I want to stay with you until I'm to old to live".

I could see from the looks in their eyes that they all felt the same.

That night in the tent was not a wild sex orgy, but a very warm cuddle session. 

The following morning we had a problem.  A large herd of bison had almost surrounded our camp.  Until they moved away there would be no travelling.   It took almost all day for the herd to move by us.   There were thousands of bison in the herd.   It was almost dark when the last one passed our camp.  When we made camp here, the grass was better than two feet high, now the grass was about 3 or 4 inches high.  It looked as if it had been cut with a lawn mower.  Now we could see the ground and could avoid any rough spot.

That night we went to bed a little let down, because we were not at the cave.

The next morning we were up and at it before the sun came up.  A cold breakfast and pack the camp.  Under way just as the sun broke the horizon.  Two hours later we were  crossing the small stream that fronted a high cliff.  I could see the cave entrance from the stream.  I wanted to go right on up there and look the place over.  All of the girls, baulked at going any closer than we were.  They wanted to get some large sticks and set the ends on fire.  They told me that a bear would not go near fire.  So they began their quest for just the right sticks to scare the bear with.  A half hour later they were back with what I call pine hearts.  These are left when a large branch of a pine tree falls off, and then rots.  The end closest to the tree  will have a pitch filled piece of wood that would not rot.  But, because of the pitch, they burn very well. 

They had twenty or twenty-five of them and were placing only the large end in the fire.  It didn't take long and we had a large set of torches.   They would not let me carry anything but my weapons.  Of course, they always had their cross bows with them.    We edge up to the cliff face and then along it until we were just outside the cave.  I put the M1 down next to my right foot and held the 50 Cal. in my left hand.  The girl right behind me handed my a torch and I threw it as far back in the cave as I could.  I heard a small grunt from inside the cave.  Something was in there.

The second torch got a much louder grunt.  The third torch got a low grumbling growl.  In went number four.  A very loud growl was heard.  In went number five.  I heard a scream form inside the cave and heard the bear running.  The bear came out of the cave and the hair on its back was smoking.  I must have hit the bear as it was coming out.  It ran about twenty yards down toward the river and then stopped.  He turned around and looked right at me.  Then up on it hind legs.  SHEEEIT.  That bear had to stand at least sixteen foot at the shoulder.  Some where between two and three thousand pounds of highly pissed bear, and he was heading right at me.  I froze, until Dawn picked up the M1 and handed it to me.  I then grabbed the 50 and brought it up and sited in on the bear.  BOOM!  I hit him right on the breast bone.  the 50 had to tear things up inside, but the bear only slowed his advance a little.  I put another round up the tube.  BOOM!  This time I got a head shot.  Right between the eyes.  The bear stopped and fell.  I swear he shook the ground when he landed.  His body was still moving a little, and all six of the girls let loose with their cross bows.  Six stainless steel bolts disappeared into the bears head.  All movement stopped.

I stood there for a few minutes just looking a the bear.  The girls were finished looking as soon as the big fucker hit the ground.  All six approached the bear slowly.  Dawn got to it first and kicked the bear.  Nothing.

When the bear fell he landed almost face down, but had rolled just a little.  They couldn't get to the front to do a proper job of skinning.  I went and got the cart and trailer.  The cart had a winch on the front and rear.  I was going to use the winches to pull the bear up closer to the cave and maybe turn it onto it back.  I pulled up between a large rock and the bear.  Front cable out and around the rock, lock it down.  Rear cable out and hook it on to the bears right shoulder and leg.  Start winches.  It was all the cart could do to move that much dead weight, but it did it.  I moved the bear over onto its back and about half way to the cave entrance.  The girls then attacked.  Now it was my turn to do some work.  Get saplings to stretch the skin and to make a drying rack for the meat. 

I hooked the trailer back up, and the girls removed all of the camp supplies.  I started down toward the river, but I stopped when I got a message from on high.  It said, "Take all of your mates into the cave and we will transport your container to your location". 

I sat there for a few seconds.  Then I went to where the girls were working and told them that we had to go into the cave for a few minutes.  They all thought I was crazy. But they went along.  Damn, but it stunk in there.  Much shit, and piss, and parts of animals that were not eaten were covering the floor of the cave.  Some of the torches were still lit and I could see that this cave was big enough for a lot of people to live in.  I soon got the word to go back outside.  We almost ran for the entrance.  Just outside sat a container, it wasn't mine, as this one was almost twice as big as the original.  Dawn and company looked at me  like I was something special.  Dawn asked, "How".  I just shrugged my shoulders, because I didn't know either.

I went and opened the doors on the closest end, and there sat the biggest smoker I had ever seen.  We got it out and set-up in a convenient spot and then the girls went to work, slicing and dicing on that bear.  

I found a hickory dead fall and cut it into fire wood.  I then brought it all back to the seen of the crime, and got a fire going in the fire box.  I had set all of the dampers wide open.  When I went back to start closing them, I found that they were all set perfectly. 

My ladies started loading Bear meat, into the smoker. 

Dove came to me and asked if I could get the BBQ Pit out of the big box.  So I did.  They wanted to do up a big bear roast. 

I opened the BBQ and got a surprise.  Loaded inside was several rolls of aluminium foil, a case of my favourite BBQ sauce, salt and pepper.  and all of the tongs and spatulas.  I got everything unloaded from inside and got a fire started in the fire box.  Honey brought me a roast that weighed about fifteen pounds.  I got it all juiced up with the sauce and then wrapped it in several layers of foil.    When I closed it up, I got another shock.   A small screen was lit up on the lid.  It  had a countdown timer on it.  It said, Time to complete cooking, then it gave the time in hours, minutes, and seconds.  Nice if it worked. 

The girls broke for lunch, when they had the smoker full.  Fawn told me that it would take two or three loads in the smoker to finish the bear. 

Lunch was a happy affair.  I had not noticed it before, but the girls had all been moving around with their head and eyes downcast.  Now they were moving around with head up and a smile on their face. 

After we had eaten, Dawn came up to me and said, "Andy, I and my co-wife's all want you to have sex with us tonight.  Would you do that for us"?  I pulled her to me and laid a kiss on her that I hoped curled her toes.  When I let her go, she just stood there with a stunned expression on her face. 

She then turned and started walking toward the others.  She looked back and smiled.  Then she ran on to the others.  They talked among themselves, then one of them would look at me and giggle.  They were having fun, probably for the first time in their lives.  It was fun for me just to sit and watch them.

The day wore on and the girls finally took the last load from the smoker. 

The BBQ showed less than fifteen minutes for the roast.  The girls had cooked some vegetables on the open fire, and they were ready.  At long last the roast was ready.  I opened the pit and using tongs, got the roast out.  I unwrapped it and cut off a small piece.  So tender it would melt in your mouth, and the flavour was out of the world!

I cut a small piece for each of the girls.  They tried it and then the feast was on.  I was almost pushed out of the way.  The girls served up a meal that I hoped to have many more of.

During the meal the girls were talking about my hunting prowess and my cooking ability.  The way I took it, it sounded like they were talking about a combination of Super Man and Betty Crocker.   Well,  I would try.

That night I introduced all of the girls to two different kinds of sex.  I lay on my back and let on learn how to ride cowgirl style, while another took a seat on my face.  All I can say is, a good time was had by all.

Still I went to sleep with the thought, "What Happened"?