Chapter 10

Jake stood on the tarmac, waving both arms in wide goodbye sweeps as the small jet taxied out to the runway. Damn, he was going to miss every single passenger on that plane. He was happy though, that they would all be moving back to Palmdale within the next few months. Jake watched until the plane took off, and then walked through the hanger back to his car. While in the hanger, Jake recalled a conversation he had had with Erika when she told him how much she enjoyed flying in the copilot's seat on the flight down. She said one day she would like to learn to fly. The right airplane could be a good investment for the myriad Turner and Thornton enterprises. A plane would make trips for checking sites, stores, and investments a daytrip instead of a two or three day trek. He made a mental note to mention it to Melissa and Charles.

Jake was amazed that he actually had a lucid thought about aviation, or anything else for that matter. He was continuously tired and foggy from the lack of meaningful sleep the nightmares continued to cause him. The dreams were insidious in that they came in badly timed intervals, spaced apart in a way that precluded him from getting more than an hour of uninterrupted sleep. He was going to have to do something, that much was certain. He hated the thought of sleeping pills; they would be his option of last resort. Pills would leave him groggy and probably would not actually solve the problem.

Jake drove home and took a nap; he had observed that the dreams did not affect him during the day as bad as at night. He was not sleeping as deeply during the day, he guessed; or perhaps the troubling forces were busy elsewhere. The naps were not, however, a very satisfying substitute for a good nights sleep.

He woke up at one in the afternoon; the house was eerily quiet without the boisterous Murphy kids running through it. Jake wandered into the kitchen where Senora Lopez sat him down and fed him. She fussed about the dark circles under his eyes, scolding him about chasing the senoritas instead of taking care of himself. Jake told her that it was her fault; he was searching for a girl as pretty and as good a cook as she was. The good-natured banter with Senora Lopez sure brightened up Jake's day. He headed out to the stables to see if he could interest Louisa in brightening up his evening.

Louisa had kept a low profile while his cousins were visiting. It was patently obvious that she was not much for sharing. She had been aloof and immersed in her work the entire holiday season, although she was polite and good with the younger kids. Jake found her leaning against the fence railing of the corral they used for breeding mares to Jet. Jet was indeed on duty that day, as a roan mare with one white stocking was studiously trying to ignore him. Jet was not playing her game however, and kept nipping her flank to keep her from moving away. Jake walked up behind Louisa and slipped his arms around her waist.

"Learning anything?" he asked.

"I think you and Jet are a lot alike. Both of you have a lot of mares to take care of," she replied.

"Well, I hope old Jet loves his mares the way I love all of you," Jake said.

"I wonder how you can love us all equally; it seems impossible to me."

"I don't love you all equally," Jake said. "I love you all differently."

"Explain that concept to me, please."

This was a first for Jake. Melissa saw how he did things and figured it out for herself. He had not explained his philosophy to anyone else. He really did not have that good a handle on the mechanics of it anyway.

"I don't know how it exactly works; but sometimes I meet a woman who connects with a part of my psyche. I know immediately that she and I were meant to get together. I don't mean just physical attraction; I have to care for someone before I make love to her. Usually, the sexual aspect is just temporary; I end up helping her find what she truly needs. She can move on and I hope I made her life better. I still love each of them for the person she is. If a woman stays with me longer and can accept my lifestyle, that is wonderful also."

"What are you plans for me?" she asked.

"Well, right now I'm thinking about trying to get you out of those tight jeans," he replied.

"Good idea, but what about long term. Are you going to palm me off on some guy or keep me?"

"If you meet someone I'll be happy for you, but I see you in my life for a very long time. I have only felt that way about a few other women; that makes you special. Melissa feels the same way about you that makes you extraordinarily special. You are only the second person we've given a necklace with entwined hearts."

"I'd like it better if I were the only one. You don't have a clue how much I love you, do you?" Louisa said.

Jake did not answer her. He was busy opening her blouse. The entire conversation had taken place with him behind her. She was fixated on following the show in the corral. Jake unsnapped her jeans and slipped down the zipper. He worked his hand into her panties. She rewarded his effort with a moan. Louisa was excited; her pussy was swollen and sticky wet. Jake looked around for a place more private. There was a stack of hay bales against the side of the stable about twenty feet to their left; they looked perfect.

Jake backed in the direction of the bales bringing Louisa with him. Louisa never took her eyes off the action in the corral as Jake pulled her behind the stack. He pushed the top bale to the ground so she could see over the stack and positioned her so that she was leaning forward, hands on the now-highest bale. He pulled off her left boot and drug her jeans and panties down her long shapely legs. The released aroma of her arousal mixed with the odor of the hay and made Jake's nostrils involuntarily flare like a stallion.

Louisa stepped free of her garments with her left foot and spread her legs wide to accept his penetration. Jake unzipped his fly and hauled out his raging hard-on. He collected some of her copious juice with the head of his dick, and then positioned himself at the entrance to her steaming slit. He teased her with little short strokes until the moment Jet mounted the mare. When Jet sank his shaft into the mare, Jake did the same to Louisa. Louisa twitched though a small orgasm as soon as Jake completed his first stroke. Jake tried to pick up the same rhythm that Jet was using. Louisa was as appreciative as the mare -- she held perfectly still and let him probe and plunder her treasures.

Their coupling was short, intense, and satisfying. They came together in a massive mutual orgasm. When Jake pulled out, Louisa stayed sprawled across the bale with her jeans in a tangle and hay in her hair. She was smiling blissfully as Jake zipped up.

"We expect you in bed with us tonight. Be ready; we have a treat for you," Jake said.

Louisa nodded weakly. In a daze, she rearranged her clothes. It was only two-thirty, and she had horses to tend. The anticipation of a night with her lover after two weeks without had her motivated.

At supper that night, Jake mentioned the airplane idea. In typical Melissa fashion, she turned his initial idea into a way to make money. She said if they had a couple of planes and pilots, they could start an aviation company. They could hire out the aircraft when they were not using them. Jake wondered how they would find equipment and pilots. Melissa said it sounded like a job for Mitzi. Jake asked her to make sure Mitzi got at least one pilot with an instructor's rating. They could all learn to fly that way. Melissa quickly agreed; she would love to be able to fly an airplane.

Louisa came back over at eight-thirty after she put Anita down for the night. As soon as she arrived, Jake and Melissa took her to the master suite. She was curious when they lovingly stripped her but by-passed the bed. Louisa gasped when they led her into the bathroom. The bath was romantically lit with several groupings of candles and the tub was filled with fragrantly scented bath oil. Jake and Melissa knelt by the tub and lovingly bathed her. It was sensuous beyond belief. When they finished washing every square inch of her, Melissa left the bathroom and Jake toweled her off. He gave her a wide leather band and told her to put her hair in a ponytail. Jake had no idea what Melissa had actually planned, but he was sure interested in finding out.

Jake led Louisa into the bedroom and positioned her in the center of the bed on her hands and knees. That was as far as Jake's instructions went. He stepped back and looked at Melissa.

Melissa had changed into a long flowing robe; when she shrugged it off, she was nude except for a pair of red crocodile cowboy boots. She walked over to the dresser and retrieved a shopping bag then approached the bed. She started taking items out of the bag as she talked to Louisa.

"I talked to some of the ranch hands about what to do with a filly that resists being trained," Melissa said conversationally. "They were very helpful and gave me a few ideas."

She pulled a leather belt out of the bag; it was beautifully tooled with Louisa's name in a western script. Melissa loosely fastened the belt around Louisa's waist with the buckle centered on her back.

"The fellows said that some fillies need a firmer hand than others," Melissa continued.

Melissa pulled a long leather contraption out of the bag next. It was a leather strap about five feet long, one inch wide, and a quarter inch thick. In the center, the leather was formed into a cylinder about a half inch in diameter. Melissa climbed on the bed and held the center section next to Louisa's mouth. Louisa's eyes were huge as she opened her mouth and bit down on the bit-o-leather. Melissa laid the two ends of the thing across Louisa's back like reins.

"So tonight we are going to work on your attitude," Melissa said as she dipped into the bag again.

Melissa pulled out a sleeping mask and put it on Louisa. She did not, however, cover Louisa's eyes because Louisa needed to see one more item. Leaving the mask on the now trembling girl's forehead, she next pulled a fat ended riding crop out of the bag. Louisa whimpered when she saw it; then Melissa positioned the mask over her eyes to lock the image in the filly's mind.

Melissa smiled at the wide-eyed Jake as she took the last item out of the bag. It was a strap-on with a very large phallus. His little lady could be kinky if the mood struck her. Still smiling mischievously, Melissa fastened the harness in place and slicked up the head of the artificial dick with the ubiquitous lubricant they kept in the nightstand. Jake figured she would not need all that much artificial lubricant. He could clearly see and already smell Louisa's juices glistening on her thighs.

Melissa nudged Louisa's slick thighs wider apart and set the shiny fake prick against her opening. Louisa had not uttered a word from the time she kneeled on the bed. She did, however, make little keening noises. When the incongruously pink latex dick touched her vagina, she moaned loudly and hissed "yesssss".

Melissa grabbed the reins off Louisa's back in one hand and pulled back as she sunk a few inches of latex lance into her filly. Louisa moaned louder and wiggled her ass trying to get more penetration. Jake watched spellbound as the two women worked in tandem to seat the big rubber dong. With a grunt, Melissa finally bottomed out. She leaned forward and removed the blindfold. Louisa blinked a few times until her pupils adjusted, then turned her head towards Melissa. When Melissa saw that Louisa was looking at her, she brought the crop down on Louisa's butt cheek.

"No one is ever going to love you more than the people in this room tonight," Melissa said.

Louisa nodded and flinched as the crop came down again.

"We love you unconditionally." Whap!

"You need to love us the same way." Whap!

"If you can't, we'll understand." Whap! "You'll still be our friend and a valuable member of the ranch. You just won't be our lover." Whap!

"You don't have to decide tonight but you do have to make the choice."

Louisa came so hard Melissa had to drop the crop and grab the belt around Louisa's waist to keep from being unseated. Melissa stroked Louisa to another pair of orgasms. When Melissa started to tire, she motioned Jake to take her place. Jake moved behind Louisa and he and Melissa smoothly traded places. They continued to tag team Louisa until they finally wore her out.

"No mas, no mas," a spent Louisa whispered as she fell forward with her face on the mattress, her red-stripped ass waving in the air.

Jake had been riding her when she finally gave up. Melissa went to the bath and brought back a warm hand towel. She loving bathed Louisa and tucked her under the covers. Then Melissa and Jake made love next to her. That night Louisa finally understood what Jake had told her earlier. She loved him and Melissa totally, yet her love was different for each of them. Jake made her feel all girly and gooey inside; Melissa had a way of subordinating her rebellious nature into a submissive one. As she lay there snuggled between her lovers, Louisa made her decision. If this was wrong, she did not want to be right. And who better to father the grandson Ramon yearned for if not her stallion, Jake?

Jake went to sleep with a different attitude also. As a result, when the dream came to him night, it was not confrontational. Instead, he was sitting at a table on the deck of a restaurant ship berthed beside the ocean. His maternal grandfather, Elliott Buckley, walked up and sat down across from him.

"Well, son, it looks like you are finally ready to talk," Elliott said.

"Unless you want to start another fight," Jake replied.

Elliott let out a bark of good-natured laughter.

"As much as that sounds like the Irish in me, I'm afraid that you are the one who started fighting as soon as I tried to approach you."

Jake knew instantly that his grandfather was telling him the truth.

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Jake said. "Any ideas why I'd do that?"

"I think you figured it out yourself. You don't want to be the one who gets Helen pregnant. You knew I would want it to happen. So, every time you saw me you attacked me to keep from having to deal with Helen and her need," Elliott said.

Jake grudgingly nodded his head in agreement. It made sense in that context.

"So why aren't we fighting now?" he asked.

"I guess you are either too tired or something happened to change your mind," his grandfather replied. "Either way, you've finally come to grips with a piece of your destiny."

Jake supposed it was a combination of both; the thought of impregnating Helen no longer made his head ache.

"So, what exactly have you been trying to talk to me about?" Jake asked.

"Jacob, I know that you are not the same person that you were two years ago. That is for the better. Young Jacob was not a pleasant person. Now there is you; you are in a way my blood but you don't know and fully understand your heritage. I want you to find it, to discover how truly extraordinary your mother's family is. Mary Murphy can get you started; she knows quite a bit of the Buckley history. That is the first thing."

"The second thing I need to talk to you about is Helen. Jacob, you were a willful and selfish child and an out-right ass from the age of ten until you finally fried your brain. Helen subconsciously feels guilty about that; she wants to prove to herself that it was not something she did that made you that way. The second reason is that she feels her biological clock winding down. I think she wants a baby to keep her young.

"Finally, Lad, there is one more reason to do this. I know the plans you have for the future. They are admirable and I foresee great things from you. Your offspring, however, will eclipse you. You may change the world for the better but your progeny will move it forward to a limitless future. Through the child, both Helen and I will participate."

Jake sat and pondered what he had just heard. The part about Helen was perfectly clear and totally understandable. The last part was what he had trouble getting his arms around.

"How do you know what the child will be capable of?" Jake asked.

"Because I'm going to be part of that child from the instant of conception," Elliott said.

That is when Jake woke up. Light was streaming through the window; he had slept the night through and experienced his chat with Elliot in the last few minutes. Louisa was already up getting dressed. When she saw Jake stir, she came over and gave him a kiss.

"You are the two most amazing people in the world. Never has anyone made me feel so special and loved. I want to be with you both regardless. I promise I will try not to be so jealous. I will give, accept, and enjoy our love."

Melissa was awake by now and heard Louisa's speech. Melissa mentioned that the lessons from last might need to be repeated occasionally to reinforce them. A bright-eyed Louisa said she thought so also.

"Rein me in if I need it," was her exact comment.

Jake spent the afternoon with Liz Moran at the bungalow. She was sweeter and more loving that day than she had ever been. She clung to him desperately as they made love. She seemed to tire easily but would recover and insisted on more. She was vocal and effusive in her praise of the way he made her feel. Liz wrapped her mile-long legs around him and joyfully accepted his pummeling of her spasming sex.

Jake was lying on the couch with his head in her lap when she told him she was leaving for Europe the next week. Jake asked how long she would be gone. She said she was not sure, a few months, maybe longer. Liz did not want to talk any more about leaving so they talked about his newly-acquired family. She was pleased about him finding them. They also talked about Jake's plans for the future. Liz was so proud of his desire to make the world a better place. She wistfully, silently wished that she could be around to see that. She knew it was not to be; 'six months, ' the oncologist had said, 'six months at the most'. She planned to spend those final six months of decline in Europe, away from her Jake. His last memory of her was going to be one of beauty and strength, not sickness and decline.

As they parted at the door, Liz laid her hand on his cheek.

"I believe in you, Jake," she said. "Even if you don't change the world, you sure brighten mine."

Jake kissed her hand, for some reason it was a struggle for him to let her go that day. He almost took her back inside to tell her his real story. Almost.

"I'm going to miss you, Elizabeth Moran; take care of your business and get back here to me."

Liz did not reply to that; she just patted his cheek, gave him an enigmatic smile, then climbed into her Mercedes and drove away.

The next day, Thursday the fifth, was registration day at Daytona Beach Junior College. Jake went with Louisa so she could sign up for the GED prep program. Louisa decided to stay and take the GED assessment test so Jake took Anita with him and wandered over to the student break area. He had hung out there when he was taking the CLEP exams in the same building. It was an excellent place for watching the ladies. He ran into a couple of girls from Kennedy High that were now nursing students. When Louisa walked up three would-be nurses were sitting with him laughing at his jokes as he bounced a giggling Anita on his knee.

Louisa draped an arm over Jake's shoulder and kissed him lingeringly on the lips. The girls at the table gasped and gaped at Louisa and her familiarity. They had thought Jake and Melissa Thornton were an item, yet here he was with this gorgeous Spanish woman. On top of that, the little girl that had been calling him 'daddy-daddy' called her 'mommy'. Jake did not bother to clear things up for them. He stood up, swung a squealing Anita up onto his shoulders, and said goodbye. He and Louisa walked out hand in hand leaving behind a wake of wagging tongues.

"So, now I know why you took Nita with you; women can't resist a man with a baby," Louisa said.

"You're right about that; she makes me a chick magnet. We are coming here tomorrow without you," Jake replied matter-of-factly.

Louisa laughed and punched him in the arm. Louisa was very happy -- she had done well on the assessment tests. The guidance councilor had enrolled her in a three evening a week preparatory course that culminated in her taking the test in just six weeks. They walked to the bookstore where Louisa picked up her texts, study guides, and school supplies. Louisa was on cloud nine when they finally headed for Jake's car. Jake was carrying her baby, her books, and her heart.

Ramon and Carmen were thrilled about the events of the day. Every day that had passed since July, reinforced the feeling that God had truly blessed them when he put Jake and Melissa in their lives. Dinner that evening was a joyous affair with talk of school and plans for the future for Louisa. Topics that the Diazes had despaired would ever be on the agenda had suddenly become centerpieces.

The next day Jake and Melissa went to Stetson to pick their courses for the spring semester. Jake teased Louisa and Melissa about taking Anita so he could pick up some stray coeds. Melissa reminded him that the two coeds he had taken to bed last night had been enough to almost put him back in a coma. Jake and Melissa signed up for six courses as they had the prior semester. Melissa was now a sophomore and Jake a junior. Melissa was unhappy they would not be graduating together. Jake did not clue her in on his plans that would have them walking across the stage together. He figured his idea to enlist in the National Guard and going to basic training during the summer might thrill her even less than a non-simultaneous graduation.

The following Wednesday Jake was back at the bungalow. Today was the day that Helen said was optimum for her to conceive. Jake arrived early and made sure the maid service had been in Monday. The place was spotless, Jake figured even a mother would be hard pressed to find something wrong with it. He needed to remember to check on how to keep the service while Liz was gone.

Helen arrived twenty minutes later. Jake had the stereo on and a Tab poured for her already. They sat on the couch and talked for a while. Both were nervous, even though they had been intimate for over a year. Today was different; they were about to do something irrevocable. Jake made mention of that when he asked her if she was certain she wanted to go through with it. Helen said she was absolutely positive and then she stood up and held out her hand to him.

"It's time, Jacob; come give me a baby," she said.

Helen looked beautiful; Jake could tell she had spent some time on her appearance. They walked to the bedroom holding hands and kissed deeply beside the bed. Helen excused herself and went into the bathroom carrying the overnight bag she had arrived with. Jake undressed, pulled back the covers, and slipped between the cool sheets. Helen came out of the bathroom a few minutes later. She was wearing the white gown she had worn the first time they had made love. She stood by the bed for a moment allowing him to drink in her beauty, and then she joined him under the covers.

Jake and Helen made exquisite love for over an hour. Jake used all of his sexual knowledge and inventiveness to make it good for her. If he impregnated her today, the baby was going to be conceived during an act of love. Helen was passionately receptive to his efforts. When Jake started spurting his potent seed into her, she had the longest, strongest orgasm of her life. Jake had to bite his tongue when Elliott said in his mind, "I should have done this for her twenty years ago". They were lying on the bed in a post-coital bliss when Helen, still on her back with a pillow under her butt to enhance the chances of impregnation, changed their relationship forever.

"I know that you are not my son. Well, on the inside you're not, anyway. I suspected the first day you were home from the hospital. I knew for sure the day we were in the attic going through my father's effects. That's the main reason I opened myself and let you seduce me. You are something way beyond what the real Jacob was destined to become. At first I thought you were my father reincarnated, but quickly realized that if you were, you would have told me.

"I had a few bad moments of guilt when I thought how much better I liked you after you woke up a new person. I got over that when I saw what a good man you were and how happy you made Charles and your sisters. So, you can forget the uneasiness you were having about getting your mother pregnant."

Jake listened to the words spilling from her, regarded her for a second, made his decision, and told her his true story. She listened in rapt fascination to all he said about his two chances at life.

"That story is hard to swallow; no wonder you stuck steadily with the amnesia one. I'm guessing Nina is a fellow traveler. I wonder how many more of you there are. It's spooky to think of people from the future walking around. It is also hard to swallow that you ended up here with us by chance."

Jake confirmed her suspicions about Nina, and then launched into his theory of how they had returned. He told her that the ability of modern medical technologies to keep brain dead people alive coupled with the unwise recreational use of lethal drug combinations meant that there were more opportunities for travelers to reach the here and now. He told Helen about the coma foundation and about having no success in finding any others like themselves, yet.

After a pause, he told her of his dreams about Elliott. Helen was very interested in his dreams. She was ecstatic that her father endorsed her pregnancy and pleased that he wanted Jake to find out about his new roots. She believed that her father was really visiting Jake in his dreams. She did not buy for a second the idea that Jake was working through psychological conflict using Elliott as a foil. They talked for hours and made love again. Even as they took out the insurance coupling, both felt in their hearts that they had already accomplished the mission with the first emissions.

They showered together and dressed but still sat on the sofa talking. Jake admitted to Helen how much he loved her. She told him the feeling was mutual and then some. They made a date for a repeat performance the next morning - just in case.

Jake drove home in a daze. He felt terrific that he finally had a confidant besides the mostly-passively-if-at-all-interested Nina. In addition, he was elated that he and Helen were now related to each other as lovers instead of familial relatives. They would have to keep their new relationship to themselves but figured it was worth it to get to spend time well-connected with each other. Jake was troubled by the idea of keeping anything from Melissa. Helen was on the short list of women he saw being intimately involved with him even after he and Melissa were married. How was he going to make that work within his promise to Melissa that any lovers after they married would be shared?

At supper, Melissa told Jake that Mitzi had set up some interviews for him with some candidates for their first pilot. Jake had suggested they get a pilot first and let him advise them on the equipment, facilities, and personnel they would need. Jake knew he wanted a former military aviator with some management and leadership skills. Vietnam was winding down so getting the right man should not be that hard.

The next day a different Helen was waiting for him at the bungalow. She was not focused on getting pregnant today; she was positive that had been accomplished already. Today she was there for some pure and simple lovemaking. Jake picked up on her mood and gave her the treatment that Liz enjoyed. Helen loved every minute of it for the exact same reasons that Liz did. To be at Jake's tender mercy was cathartic to her.

Jake tied her spread-eagled to the four-poster bed and spent thirty minutes with his face between her thighs. His lips and tongue were magical on her large clit; she came almost continuously from his ministration. He untied her and sat her astride his cock. She loved looking into his eyes as she rode him. Their mutual orgasm was earth shaking for both of them. Helen took him into her mouth and cleaned him thoroughly as she nursed him back to full erection. Jake used his new hard-on to pin her to the mattress for round two. When he was ready to cum he pulled out and scooted forward to straddle her chest. Helen eagerly accepted him into her mouth, swallowing every drop of his seed.

Before leaving the bungalow, Helen told Jake she wanted at least one day a week there with him. That was more than agreeable to Jake. Jake said they could even have a second day -- if she brought a friend with her. Helen said she would think about that unexpected concept, but was not making any promises.

School started on the sixteenth. It took Jake and Melissa the rest of the week to be reacclimatized to the grind. Both found it especially difficult to concentrate because his upcoming birthday party constantly diverted their attention. Jake would be seventeen on Sunday the twenty-first. They were going to have his party Sunday. Jake knew it was going to be as big as last years. What Jake did not know was that Melissa had planned a little pre-birthday surprise for him Saturday night.

Jake was at TnT holdings with Mitzi Saturday interviewing pilots most of the day. Jake was surprised at the number of highly qualified applicants Mitzi had assembled. Jake narrowed the field down to two, and then finally decided on a former Air Force pilot named Dave Larson. Larson was keen on the idea of starting a business from scratch, he was local, and he had an instructor's rating.

Larson was currently a Delta pilot flying a Boeing 727 in and out of Daytona International. He said he would give his immediate notice and be available in two weeks. Jake matched his salary with Delta and gave him a ten percent interest in the aviation company. Jake told Larson that his percentage of the company would grow as business did. They parted with Larson promising to arrive ready for work in two weeks with a plan for the business. Air Erika was officially in business.

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Chapter 11