The Central Mountains Republic, part 18
by Joe Rathbone
PENETRATING THE LAND, THE PEOPLE

     The Central Mountains Republic and their time-epoch now
     discovered and initially explored, Py Nae Kot and Sunn
     settled into daily routines. Apparently, indeed, Py Nae
     Kot is going to be made very busy as a Government Advisor
     or other Officer. It seems a life for Py Nae Kot was
     waiting for her to pick it up here all along.
     With Py Nae Kot's Parents gone as well, (back to their
     time to inform other American Indians of this land) Sunn
     is left with nothing much to do. Knowing that they have
     only scratched off a few "flakes of knowledge" of this
     culture existing 69,700,000 years in the future, Py Nae
     Kot ordered Sunn to get out and explore, then report.
     With electronic camera (a CMR device), digital video
     recorder that records directly into memory chips instead
     of any kind of tape (another CMR development) and a desk-
     top computer of CMR design with near-Cray-1 capabilities,
     Sunn puts together fascinating illustrated reports for
     Py Nae Kot. Every day she enjoys relaxing and reading
     these reports after a day's work, sometimes very drawn-
     out, dry, boring work, in government. The reports will
     also be used later, as educational materials, for any
     newly arriving American Indians.
     Let's experience with Sunn, for a bit, a couple glaring
     incidents he went through.
     So that we don't slow things down too much, other
     incidents that BOTH Sunn AND Py Nae Kot experienced, are
     located in appendixes. You may read/experience any time,
     they are independent little short-stories. Most took
     place about the time of the following adventures, before
     newly arriving American Indians made Sunn very busy as
     well later...

                         * * * * * * * *



Summer progressed along and the temperatures consistently
progressed warmer. Sunn became accustomed to wearing the brief
tank-top-thong one-pieces and regular thong bikinis. He STILL shied
away from the g-string, despite Py Nae Kot's urging.
"I'm not ready for that yet!" he would say. Indeed, the thong
bikinis he DID wear were the more conservative models, with more
coverage on front, and partial coverage over his butt with solid
enough material not to be see-through.

So dressed, he indeed explored, by pedal-car, all around the
Central Capital. He saw the "CMR Tower", a 2000 year old lone
standing tower, looking something like Seattle's "Space Needle".
The tower, standing some 1800 feet, was built on the highest hill
in the Central Capital. Stairs go all the way to the top where
there are restaurants and look-out balconies. There is an elevator,
but it is for emergency and supplies transport use only. Usually,
it was off and locked. But the big, strong and energetic Mountain
Race people did not give it a moment's thought. On weekends, lines
of them awaited going up the tower's stairs.

Sunn went up the tower often on work days when it was not so busy.
There was more room between individuals on the stairs and no
waiting in line. Besides, he had other reasons to avoid the weekend
crowds.

He tried going up the tower one weekend day. While waiting in line,
a woman behind him pinched his butt many times. He turned and saw
two big, hulking female T-2K Race types "acting innocent",
pretending to look away to scenery. They were obviously stifling
giggles. This went on several times until he left his place in line
and went to the end of the line... just to get away from those two.

While waiting in that line, passing groups of two, three, four or
more T-2K Race gals would be walking by giggling and carrying on,
and often would suddenly reach out and snap Sunn's thong bikini.
Another one deftly unlatched one side, nearly causing it to fall
off. He got smacked on the butt several times.

He wondered why they kept bothering him until he noticed he was the
only Native American... that is, Beta Race, there. Plus his small
but nice looking body attracted the attention of the women.
Finally, while climbing the stairs, he still got smacked and
pinched on the butt many times.

After the experience, Sunn swore to himself he would not go to the
tower on a weekend again. His butt had been smacked and pinched so
many times it looked mottled with numerous reddish areas. Indeed
it was nearly blistered!



Sunn AND Py Nae Kot experienced other strange or interesting
occurrences like these, some worthy of small short-stories
themselves. Most involve sex, because this society is so incredibly
free with sex and all its forms. To live in the Central Mountains
Republic, one must be prepared for and accept non-standard
approaches to sex when they occur.
[These stories may be found in the appendixes.]



Sunn began to take rides into the country. Sometimes he would exit
the pedal-car and walk around a bit. The country-side featured
alternating scenes of forests and farms and mountain vistas.



On a particular day of blue skies spangled with white, puffy clouds
and about 68 degrees, he rode out quite a ways into the country.
As he rode, he could see ahead a very large hill or mountain loomed
in the distance. The road led him closer and closer to the
mountain. Later, sure enough, the road inclined steadily upward,
causing him to have to shift down to lower gears in his pedal-car.

The road changed from paved to dirt, with a surface of many rocks
pressed into the dirt. It was firm but bumpy. He, in his pedal-
car, was beginning to ascend, quite steeply now. Not because of the
hill, but because of the bumpiness of the road's surface, he
decided to walk a bit, then return and go back home. He parked and
exited his pedal-car and began walking.

By now, Sunn's muscles and body in general were honed from and
acclimated to thin air and mountains. Lean, supple, hard muscles
in his legs rippled with power for each step. His butt, by now,
was a deep, copper-tone-tanned, sculpted "masterpiece", a tempting
subject of slapping or pinching by many a horny Mountain Race
Woman's hands. Six feet and two inches at 220 pounds of hard, hunky
male was adorned only in a white thong bikini of the briefest cut
Sunn wore ever, on this particular day. Made of silk, the teeny-
panties were comfortable to pedal in. With that glistening white
bit of garment, smooth, mid-night-black hair and that body with
its deep tan, he was quite a sight for Ladies... perhaps too much
so.

In the society Sunn came from, he never had to worry about being
raped or sexually molested. But he was about to learn of an
entirely different order...



As Sunn walked, he came upon a 7 foot, 2 inch well muscled farmer
man repairing his fence. Dressed only in a worn, thread-bare g-
string which did not completely contain his large but relaxed
penis, he waved a friendly greeting to Sunn as Sunn did the same.

Continuing walking the tree-lined road which began to ascend even
more severely, Sunn admired the beauty, the peace and the pastoral
nature of the setting. Birds sang, whistling and chirping, along
with the chattering of squirrels. Dairy cows grazed in the
distance. "They'll never be butchered..." thought Sunn to himself,
enjoying the thought.

By now, he knew of the Mountain Race people and their strict
vegetarian ways. Not a fad, they have been vegetarian for thousands
of years. There are no meat products in any stores. The Beta Race,
perhaps meat eaters 3500 years ago when they first came as Native
Americans, were long since converted to vegetarianism. Just as Py
Nae Kot and himself were doing now; they too were acclimating to
a vegetarian and dairy based diet.



He had walked and ascended some ways when he was startled by a
heavy rustling in the bushes. He thought "BEAR!", then he saw a
humongous female T-2K Race coming out of the bushes!
A full seven and a half feet tall at possibly 360 muscular pounds,
she was larger than average. She was dressed in what looked like
extremely worn out blue denim shorts with no underwear. No
underwear was evident because her shorts were flopping down and
with the fly open at that. Her large vagina with its callused lips
was in full view. The crotch of the shorts was wet and her big,
hairy vagina and vicinity had profuse whitish secretions all over
it. A thread-bare, very worn tank-top was stretched to ripping by
her leviathan breast line. The jumbo busts that crouched atop huge
pectoral muscles sported giant nipples that poked through the thin
material of her tank-top. Her hair, a lustrous reddish brown, was
long, wavy and partially covered her face. It was pretty hair, but
was not styled in any way, not even combed.

She came out of the bushes walking toward Sunn. Her huge size and
rough appearance along with all the vaginal secretions dribbling
away, made Sunn nervous. She was walking a slow and deliberate
walk, maintaining a defiant, erect posture. What is worse, she said
nothing, just gazed at him. No smile, just an unblinking stare. Her
steely blue eyes seem to have no soul behind them.

"H.. Hi there!" Sunn ventured. But she just kept coming toward him.
Across a ditch on the side of the road she strode. Her legs were
so long and big, she just stepped over the ditch like it was
nothing. "W.. well... well.. uh.. see ya!" said Sunn nervously as
he began to walk back down the hill away from her.

She was humongous! If she grabbed Sunn, she could do anything with
him. She just gazed at Sunn, walking toward him. Sunn was afraid
to break into a run, fearing that would excite her into running
after him in earnest. And he knew he could not out run this female
gargantuant on foot. So walking quickly, he kept half an eye peeled
behind him. She was gaining on him slowly.

The road had many curves. As he rounded one, the giant woman was
temporarily out of sight behind bushes; this was his chance. He
broke into a full-speed run, quickly coming to the next curve in
the road. He rounded that curve and began to think maybe he was
leaving her behind. But think again. As he ran, he heard even,
rhythmic foot steps behind him. A quick glance back revealed the
frightening sight of 360 pounds of raw-boned female about to come
down on him! Her long, reddish brown hair flying behind her, she
was gaining on him quickly.

He remembered once, a woman ran beside his pedal-car just for fun,
in the Central Capital. She kept up with him even with the pedal-
car speedometer displaying 35 miles per hour! There was no way he
could escape something that fast. He had to do something quick!

She was only seven feet behind, about ready to tackle him to the
ground like a Foot Ball Lineman! Before she made the leap, Sunn
fell to the ground rolling, then stopping. She, walking so fast,
was not expecting this and so tripped over his body. When she
tripped over him, her foot and lower leg hit hard, knocking the
breath out of him and tumbling him out of control! He rolled around
and into a ditch, and finally, grabbing at anything he could get
his hands on, came to a bruising, scraping, wet stop in the ditch.
Knowing she would be coming back up the hill, he hid carefully.

Sure enough, the monster woman managed to get her down hill tumble
to stop. She righted herself and broke into a hard run, uphill.
Running up hill did not slow her down at all as she flexed her huge
leg muscles, exerting tremendous power! She zoomed right by where
Sunn was hiding. Sunn waited until she rounded a turn. Then he took
off running as hard as he could in the opposite direction, down
hill!

After running some ways, Sunn began to slow down thinking this time
he evaded the lady-foot-ball-tackle. But not so, as to his fright,
once again he heard powerful running steps behind him! A glance
behind and there she was, catching up fast. Then, Sunn spied the
farmer man he saw earlier! It was humiliating to do so, to come
running up to another man begging to be saved from a woman, but the
farmer was his only hope!

"Sir! .. SIR!" yelled Sunn frantically as he ran up to the farmer
who looked up, surprised, "You got to help me! That woman there,"
Sunn exclaimed, pointing, "I don't know what she wants to do with
me, but..."
"All right, all right son, I'll handle her!" he said assuredly.

The big, muscular, 7 foot-2 inch, maybe 320 pound farmer man
stepped out into the road to face the charging woman. Maybe in
anticipation of having vigorous sex with this wild woman, he
experienced an erection. The farmer's penis quickly began to harden
out, lengthening greatly, leaving its confining g-string way behind
and below! "LEAVE THE BOY ALONE, SCRUBBY! Let me shove this up ya!
It'll feel good!"

The big wild woman slowed down, looking over a tempting 18 inch
penis! "There you go Scrubby! Now take those little bitty shorts
off and let me screw ya, good and hard!" said the farmer as he
stepped toward her. She stood there, gazing at the huge, engorged,
throbbing penis nearing her sopping wet vagina! 

But then she looked up and over the farmer's shoulder to catch
sight of Sunn, standing there. That was Sunn's foolish mistake, to
stand watching rather than running quickly away.
"NO!" yelled the big, rough woman, apparently called "Scrubby". "I
WANT HIM FUCK ME!!"
She shoved the farmer man away so hard he fell backward! She then
resumed chasing Sunn. Sunn, upon seeing this, broke into a hard
run. "WAIT!" Sunn could just hear the farmer man yelling, "HE'S
JUST A BOY! YOU'LL HURT HIM!!" But she ignored him, pursuing Sunn
without mercy. Once again, quickly gaining on him, Sunn thought for
sure he was going to get it this time!

But up behind her came running the farmer man, with his big penis
still hardened out at 18 inches waving in the air. Just as it
looked like she was ready to jump Sunn, the farmer man clipped her,
bringing her down! She, with the farmer hanging on to her, tumbled
a ways down the hill then came to a stop with the farmer man on
top.

The big woman screamed, "YOU STUPID SHIT!! I WANT THE RED SKIN BOY
WITH THE BLACK HAIR! I'LL GET YOU FOR.... OOOHHHHH!.. IT FEELS SO
(!GASP!) SOOO GOOOOD!.. OOOHHHH!!" She quickly succumbed to 18
inches of thick, stony and callused male genital burrowing into
her wet vagina! In the middle of the road, the farmer man over her
went hard at work thrusting his penis up to the limit in her soaked
genital. Moaning, groaning and huffing and puffing sounds were
mixed with a wet sounding slurp, slurp as his big penis displaced
liberal amounts of secretions out of her vagina! While thrusting
away, his hard butt-muscles rippled with each powerful thrust up
her body. He said breathlessly, "That boy couldn't have done this
for you, Scrubby!"

Sunn was not going to stick around to see how it goes THIS time!
He bolted out of there. He finally arrived to his pedal-car, jumped
in frantically and pedaled hard, even though it was down-hill,
zooming away!



Sunn had ENOUGH for THAT day! He pedaled the car on back to the
Central Capital and home. Later, he told Py Nae Kot about the wild,
country woman chasing him and how the farmer man, who mistook him
to be a boy, saved him.
Laughing, Py Nae Kot said, "Well boy! You see what happens when you
go waving your cute little tush in the wrong places? You better
watch out!"
"Come on, Py Nae Kot, I swear, had it not been for that farmer that
intercepted her, I think she would have... would have... uh...
well, raped me!" Sunn said, embarrassed.

Py Nae Kot looked up from the work she was mulling over and thought
a second, then said, "You know, I really hadn't thought of that...
with all these female big bruisers around... of course the guys are
big too... but per-chance a bigger woman pursues a smaller man...
I suppose it COULD happen. Especially if one of those big T-2K gals
maybe gets after a Beta Race guy... and they sure are sexy! I'd
sorta like to wrestle one down myself! I don't know, maybe the Beta
Race types are too revered around here. Maybe I'll ask somebody
about it tomorrow, you know, the crime rate and all. One thing for
sure though, I'll bet the crime rate of rape against women sure is
a LOT LESS around here!"

Sunn commented, "Well, that one today sure was going to do
something to me, and as big as she was, I wouldn't have been able
to do anything about it! What a fright!"
Py Nae Kot concluded, "Well, you see what women have been going
through for ages? Now YOU know something of how it feels to have
a member of the opposite sex bearing down on you with forced sex
or sexual molestation in her eyes!"



                        SUNN THE EXPLORER

Some days later, Sunn was introduced to Red Star, a T-2K Race
government Office Worker of some importance. One of her duties was
keeping track of foreigners and newcomers to the Central Mountains
Republic. She also helps familiarize them and helps with
orientation.

She worked in a huge building known as the "Government Operations
Building". It is somewhat akin to the Pentagon, in Washington, DC.
It is so big, its hallways had lanes for people to pedal their
pedal-cars through and park closer to their offices. It had another
interesting feature. Rickshaw looking vehicles that they called
"hand-cars" were pulled by runners on foot to various places in the
huge premises. Almost all the runner/pullers were big T-2K Race
women. Users of this service tended to be 65 percent male. Perhaps
they like sitting in the comfortable open cart, gazing at the well
built and muscular physique of the female puller! But they did
prove to be an efficient way of quickly getting to other offices
or facilities without running one's self ragged or sweating too
much in the case of hotter weather.

Sunn was proving to be a more valuable society research tool for
Py Nae Kot than first thought.

Sunn was to go on a trip by pedal-car to a "typical country
village", located far enough away to be outside the immediate
sphere of influence of the Central Capital. Sunn took instructions
from Red Star on how to camp along side the road overnight, how to
approach farmer's houses for places to stay, and how to tell if the
lone farmer is a woman or a man by eyeing the premises.
Red Star warned, "You, especially you, because you are so little
and SO EXCRUCIATINGLY CUTE, have to use caution approaching a lone
woman-farmer. The best thing for you would be to avoid the gals.
Only stay with male farmers or couples."

Red Star made Sunn a little nervous. She was SO HUGE and STONY
STRONG! It appeared to him she was sexually interested in him. If
she lost control, he'd be helpless against her. Sunn really did not
like these SUPER sized Amazons, these T-2K Race women too much.
They were just too big, too heavy and powerful. And it seemed like,
most of the time, they thought of little else other than sticking
something into their huge genitals.

At the same time however, Red Star was undeniably interesting, to
say the least! Red Star dressed better than most T-2K Race Sunn had
seen. She wore a thong bikini that was so extremely brief, it was
almost a g-string. But it DID have a tiny triangle of mesh coverage
in the back... just a token... to be able to say it's a thong. But
it was of somewhat thicker material of rich color. And in addition,
believe it or not, she actually had a top! Something over her big
breasts! VERY brief, it was however, also of thicker materials
sporting a rich color that matched her thong. And, another
surprise, she wore shoes, and high heels at that!

And this particular woman addressed a characteristic that Sunn
objected to on most of these super-sized females; small-headedness.
Perhaps it was because of their humongous bodies and broad,
muscular shoulders that "dwarfed" their heads by comparison, but
Sunn felt their heads looked too small. But Red Star's lustrous
reddish-brown hair was artfully stacked up in a nice looking
bouffant. That increased the size of her head, offsetting that huge
physique.

Over all, Red Star was one of the most elegant of the bigger kinds
of women he had ever seen. He also noticed most other Lady office
workers in this place had the same general attire and styles. There
seemed to be an unofficial and unspoken dress standard for T-2K
types at the Government Operations Building.

Sunn was finally ready to begin his trip of exploration and study.
Traveling by pedal-car is an exercise in the art of traveling
light. There is not much one can put into the limited space of a
pedal-car's "trunk". His particular pedal-car is designed with a
seat that can recline and become a bed of sorts. So he did not
bring sleeping bags or tent, just a simple canvas sheet to erect
over the pedal-car for a little more comfort if there should be
rain. Other than that, a camp stove and dehydrated food took up
most of the space. He also took video and still cameras. Being
summer, he wore only thong bikinis. The one he had on and two
others; that was it with the clothes, and a blanket for sleeping.
So equipped, he took off.



                         SUNN EXPLORES A
                   CENTRAL MOUNTAINS REPUBLIC
                         COUNTRY VILLAGE

To get out of the "sphere of Central Capital influence", one
generally has to travel past the mountains ringing the rolling
plateau the Central Capital is centered on. This is often referred
to by the locals as "going past or outside 'The Wall'". It takes
a full day of pedaling to reach the mountains. One generally camps
road-side at the foot of the mountains. Climbing and crossing the
mountains requires a well rested body!



By evening, Sunn found himself in a really big and desolate forest
located at the base of the lofty mountains that were part of "The
Wall". He had not seen a farm in hours. As night fell, it was
really dark! The black silhouettes of trees reaching toward the
stars imparted a feeling of being engulfed to Sunn. It made him
nervous. "Come on, man!" he demanded of himself, "I'm a Native
American, I'm supposed to be good at this deep forest stuff!"

But alas, he had grown up essentially around a big city, in a
neighborhood, not unlike any typical "pale-face". Although his
Father and others had taught him some camping and forest survival
items, he actually had no real experience.

At least sleeping in the pedal-car was not bad. The pedal-car with
its body made of a metal called duralmite, would keep animals from
getting him. And with everything packed, he could bolt out of there
in a second's notice. And the pedal-car's stereo, with its
capability of also receiving the audio part of television stations,
provided comforting familiar sounds of evening television from the
Central Capital.

The next morning found him struggling up those humongous mountains.
One after the other he had to climb. The rest of the journey would
be in such mountains, since he was now out of the Central Capital's
plateau-land.

Toiling up mountains spent the entire day. Sunn thought he had
acclimated to the pedal-car, but these mountains were a definite
challenge. At the top of each one, however, he was rewarded with
fantastic scenery. You readers might think another reward is the
fun ride down the other side of the mountain but that is only
partially correct. While climbing, the pedal-car's gears
compensates for the severity of the upward incline. And due to the
slow speed while climbing, the tight "hair-pin" curves are not
noticed.

But in descending, the steep down-hill wants to grab the pedal-
car into break-neck speeds right away, requiring energetic braking.
Because the brakes are activated through handles mounted on the
pedal-car's handle-bar, his hands were soon cramping from
continuous squeezing of their handles. It was all too easy to let
the pedal-car reach too high of a speed for negotiating those
curves.

If there were guard-rails at all, they were not useful in
preventing a pedal-car from going over the cliff because most of
them were crumbling. One slip and Sunn, pedal-car and all would
have a great fall! And there would be no "King's Men or King's
Horses" to even TRY to put him together again, or anybody else for
that matter. There would be NO ONE to help. Sunn had not seen
another car ALL DAY! No farms, no sign of any human habitation at
all!

Once, on the way down one mountain, a particularly scary looking
curve inspired Sunn to stop completely, get out and have a look.
Carefully peering over the precipitous cliff with only rotting
remains of the posts of a guard-rail left, sure enough, the heart
stopping, stomach knotting sight of not one, but no less than three
smashed up pedal-cars were visible way down there, in the craggy
rocks at the bottom of the cliff! They were way down there, so it
was hard to make out details. Just barely discernible were pieces
of something that looked white, possibly the shattered remains of
the bones of those hapless travelers!

"Yeouch! Geepers creepers! Maybe Red Star was right," Sunn thought
too himself, "This particular route IS too wild and desolate!"
Sunn "argued" with himself a couple minutes on whether or not he
would climb down there for a closer look and perhaps photography.
But due to the following reasons: Too dangerous a climb down and
back, might encounter an animal like a bear, take too much time,
and just plain no stomach for that kind of thing... Sunn decided
to let those poor souls down there rest in peace without his
curiosity seeking!

He remembered, when planning a trip to a "typical Central Mountains
Republic country village", he chose what appeared on the map to be
a small, sparsely traveled route. Red Star advised him to take a
train to WAY away from the Central Capital, then go by pedal-car
maybe about a hundred miles to a village. "It's a bit more
civilized, the roads are better, and the people in the villages are
a little more 'standard' in their Central Mountains Republic ways."

Red Star continued, "Many towns and villages along or within 100
miles of the railways are being 'wired' into the Central Capital
via fiber-optic lines as part of a government project to help bring
the hinterlands of our nation together. Villages that have been so
connected will be able to make telephone calls, both digitized
voice and visual and direct serial data computer, you know, without
the need of modems. They will be capable of over 100,000 bps..."

Red Star was excited about the project, apparently she was among
those that pushed for its passage through the government. "Already,
several towns and villages have been so wired. And it is really
making a difference in their culture and education level. And all
this is not to mention, the villages along the rail-way have always
been more cultured and more standard because the rails bring daily
exposure to Central Capital trends in music, education, clothes,
hair styles and other culture. And the biggest of all, the rails
open the huge Central Capital fresh fruit and vegetable market to
the farmers there, making them richer!" she concluded.

A brief history here; the rails were used but abandoned the first
time 5000 years ago. The historical Py Nae Kot and her people
brought the rails back briefly 3500 years ago, but an unexplained
population decrease in the hinterlands made rail building projects
essentially useless, so they were abandoned again. Now, with the
population (just as mysteriously) recovering, and with the outside
world for the first time ever becoming a concern, a big push for
rails was launched some 30 years ago. Proving to be profitable and
useful in unifying the great expanse of the Central Mountains
Republic, the rail system is doing better than ever.

But no, Sunn stubbornly wanted to see UN-EFFECTED villages, those
far away from the rails. Red Star had advised, to do that, "Take
a train some 500 miles then pedal your car another 200 or more
miles, then you will encounter your isolated villages. Way out
there, they can not even receive Central Capital television.
Villages that are close to the Central Capital plateau might have
a big 'public antenna' atop a mountain which feeds, perhaps a
village pub's television where the villagers gather to watch. Some
villages even distribute the received signal to peoples' monitor
inputs on their TVs, if they live close enough to whoever owns the
big antenna." (Although Red Star did not mention the term, "Cable
Services" might come to the mind of some of you readers. Yes, what
she described would be a very rudimentary cable service!)

But Sunn still stubbornly insisted on traveling a small road
straight to villages just beyond The Wall. "I will check to see if
they have a public tv!" he merely said.
Py Nae Kot, usually very opinionated, had little input, simply
advising Sunn to follow Red Star's advice. Ever more busy with her
government duties, Py Nae Kot did not have time to argue Sunn into
taking the rails or what ever, not to mention, she had no
experience on the matter anyway.

As Sunn pedaled his car through these endless mountains and deep,
virgin forests, he found it hard to imagine ANYTHING modern out
here. Indeed, the entire day went by with no signs of civilization.
And the road was crumbling in places. A few times already he had
to "portgage" (carry or drag) the pedal-car over unusable stretches
of road.

                         + + + + + + + +
WE ARE SORRY TO INTERRUPT THIS STORY, BUT WE HAVE TO GO BACK TO PY
NAE KOT, WHO JUST HELPED DECIPHER SOMETHING OMINOUS...

Py Nae Kot had just sat through one long-winded meeting, and was
getting ready to go to another part of the Government Operations
Building to another. She was coming through the double-wide doors
out of the meeting-room among so many other Beta-Race men and women
that one could imagine she would be hard to point out.

But Py Nae Kot had two distinguishing features. Her bouffant.
Although quite a few other Beta Race Ladies of the government wear
them too, most do not. Women wearing bouffants are like exotic
flowers scattered evenly throughout a field of daisies. Each one
DOES stand out.

And two, Py Nae Kot's face; her jaw-line, brow, nose and such, were
just a tad different from those other genetically engineered,
"sterilized" faces of the others. Py Nae Kot's face possessed a
slightly rougher, spontaneous look about it... more natural... a
wee bit more character; like an artist's rendering compared to a
cosmetics catalogue full of machine-perfect faces.

Well, anyway, what ever the reason, Doctor Lynn Peree, waiting for
Py Nae Kot by the double doors, recognized her right away when she
emerged.

"Py Nae Kot! Come with me! There's something you gotta see!" called
the bellowing voice of the normally dulcet-toned Doctor Lynn.

Py Nae Kot worked her way through the lines of others to the side
of the double-wide doors where Lynn was standing.

"What is it Doctor Lynn?"
"Can't discuss it here, it is to be kept a secret until more is
known. I have already pulled all the necessary strings to free you
up this after-noon. Come! Hurry!"

They descended a couple flights of stairs that brought them down
to the main hall-way/road where Doctor Lynn directed Py Nae Kot
into the "stoker's" (rear) seat of a two seater pedal-car. Doctor
Lynn took up the front seat. They took off hastily out of there.

Weaving crazily in and out of down-town traffic (all pedal-cars,
remember), they finally arrived at the super-highway. From there,
it was on to the University of Central Capital.

With the brutally powerful legs of Doctor Lynn churning the pedals
and Py Nae Kot's tough legs stoking, perhaps another 20 percent
more power from the rear, the two seater zoomed down that super
highway at around 60 miles an hour! It thrilled Py Nae Kot even
though she knew the majority of the power for this mile-a-minute
pedal-car ride was coming from the big Doctor.

They entered University grounds, wound around and were nearing the
main campus when Doctor Lynn suddenly veered off the road and
across the grassy field. They careened across the field and stopped
beside a clump of trees and bushes. The Doctor looked around to see
that no one was around. Then she pressed a button on a control, and
in front of them, part of the ground itself opened up, along with
a bush on top. Doctor Lynn pedaled a couple strokes, entered a
tunnel and pushed the button causing the door to close behind them.

"Sorry about all the secrecy, but it is necessary!", Lynn said.

After winding around the tunnel, they arrived at a place in front
of a steel door. Out of the pedal-car, both of their shapely bodies
glistening with sweat, a push of another button on Doctor Lynn's
controller, and the doors opened letting them in.

With Py Nae Kot having to break into a jog to keep up with Doctor
Lynn's brisk walk, they wound around hall-ways, down stairs, more
hall-ways and finally through doors with guards posted on either
side. Both guards were big, muscle-ladies with terrible looking
cross-bows. One was totally nude while the other had a g-string,
a white patch just covering the entrance to her vagina.

Recognizing Doctor Lynn Peree immediately, they let her and her
companion in.

They entered a techno-file's dream-scape! All manner of
electronically sophisticated machines surrounded them. Other people
were about their business as Doctor Lynn led Py Nae Kot through
more rooms and finally to a door that would give entrance to a room
with large windows of heavy, thick glass. Py Nae Kot could see
through the windows, that in the middle of that room was some
strange looking gismo with a dish antenna on it.

Doctor Lynn entered a code on the key-pad next to the door. It
opened and they entered.

"What do you think of this?" she asked Py Nae Kot.
"Wow! What is it?... wait a minute, there's something on here..."

Py Nae Kot saw English lettering. It belonged to a language long
dead in this epoch, from an era 69 million years in the past. It
was just letters and numbers; some kind of serial number.

The object squat on a heavy, steel table. The object stood itself
on three pods. Underneath were what looked like rocket-engine-
nozzles. There was a folded up solar panel. There was the afore-
mentioned dish antenna. Other than that, the device had an
intricate looking structure.

Lining the walls of that room were various machines, tall as Doctor
Lynn, of various types. It looked like the machines were gathered
to gaze upon this oddity on the table in the center of the room.

"It looks like possibly a Mars probe or something. I'm not that up
on space stuff. But the weird thing is, those letters come from my
era, you know, 69 million years ago. Did you all bring this through
the time portal?"
"We most certainly DID NOT. And THAT is the mystery. Py Nae Kot,
this thing was just brought back from the MOON, by a robot Moon
probe that just returned from a mission to the Moon that has been
going on since a few months before you arrived."
"I take it then, it is not one of YOUR probes?"
"That's right. It is alien in origin. But it may be from this
planet's past. Already, just like that," Lynn snapped her fingers,
"you recognized the lettering. Now maybe, just as fast, you may
recognize something else. Follow me."

Out of the special room they went, closed the doors, and more
winding around rooms and passage ways. They approached a plain
looking door which again, Doctor Lynn had to enter a code on a key-
pad to make it open.

It was just an un-assuming little room that looked something like
an office inside. Doctor Lynn reached up to a high shelf producing
a little red square with pins on it. She plugged it onto a small,
flat device that was connected to compact speakers. Doctor Lynn
turned on what ever it was and set it.

"Before I play back this signal, let me give you some back ground.
Here, take a seat."

Py Nae Kot sat in a comfortably plush office chair while Doctor
Lynn sat in a plain chair of un-cushioned wood. She pulled a note-
book full of endless data and many pictures from a drawer, opened
it and place it in front of Py Nae Kot, positioned for her viewing
convenience. Doctor Lynn leaned back, rocking the chair onto its
rear legs. She began her explanation which we will shorten...

".....We have been studying the Moon for some years now, all with
sophisticated, computer-controlled robot probes. On one such
mission, six years ago, a probe orbiting the Moon picked up a
micro-wave signal, not of our making, originating from the Moon's
surface. It would only pick up the signal each time it passed over
a certain part of the moon. ..... Obviously the signal was coming
from a device on the Moon's surface. Why it had not been observed
before was unknowned. All Moon probes are equipped with micro-wave
scanners in search of any signal that might indicate intelligence
out there. The probe that intercepted this alien signal was no
different from the others. All subsequent probes could pick it up
however. ..... A mission to find and bring back the broadcaster of
these signals was planned. ..... The programming of the robot that
roamed the Moon's surface on wheels after landing enabled it to
find the signaler, pick it up, and blast off with it in its cargo
bay. It just got back a few days ago. By the way, in case there
were any alien microbes, the object was bombarded by gamma rays for
several hours. Later, it was held at a temperature of" (translated
from their units) "180 degrees fahrenheit for 24 hours." It was
allowed to cool then was placed in that room there. Then I decided
to call you in!"

"My goodness..." Py Nae Kot could only say.

"Now, listen to this recording... It is what the orbiting space
probe picked up..."

Doctor Lynn Peree activated the little box that apparently was a
digital audio player. It had no place where a tape, CD or cassette
tape would go into. It only had that little red square plugged into
the back of it. Apparently, that contained the audio data, recorded
digitally.

Py Nae Kot listened... It was simple, old fashioned code; dots and
dashes!

In whistling tones it signaled out, "Dah dit, dit dah, dah dah dit
dit, dit dit,,, dah dit dah dit, dah dah dah, dah dah, dit....."
a pause, then the same pattern over again.

"Any ideas?" Doctor Lynn inquired simply.

"HUH! Why it's MORSE CODE! Like amateur radio operators use."

"Not amateur radio operators I know of... oh, of course, how silly
of me! You mean, from your era?"

"Yes! I studied morse code for a while. I wanted to build a Heath
Kit amateur transceiver and get in to that. In our time the radio
law requires radio amateurs to know the code. I got up to five
words a minute, just enough to squeak by the novice exam and use
my Heathkit 'QRP' code transceiver. But then my life took me
through... well, never mind! But the point is, that is code. Can
you slow it down?"
"Sure!" Doctor Lynn touched some buttons on the device and
immediately the code slowed down, (but interestingly, did NOT
change frequency of pitch.)

Grabbing pencil and paper, Py Nae Kot jotted down letters...
"Dah dit - N, dit dah - A, dah dah dit dit - Z, dit dit - I. Then,
dah dit dah dit - C, dah dah dah - O, dah dah - M, dit - E."
Py Nae Kot assembled it in her mind, "N, A, Z, I, then C, O, M,
E... 'NAZI COME'!? WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!"

Py Nae Kot must have exclaimed in her original language because
Doctor Lynn had to say, "What was that? You blurted something in
your own tongue!"

"It's... it's... I can't find an equivalent word in your language.
This thing is saying 'nazi come' over and over again in English
Morse code of my former era! What the hell is something sitting on
the Moon giving out a signal like THAT for!?"
"That's what WE'D like to know. What is... uh, what was it, nazi?"
Doctor Lynn had to contort her tongue un-naturally to pronounce the
69 million year-old term.

Py Nae Kot tried to explain what we of our era know all to well.
The nazi's rise to power, their horrible, insane attempt to
eradicate an entire race, and their defeat. And she described that
in the era Py Nae Kot left, those devils seemed to be attempting
a come-back; the "skin-heads" or "neo-nazi" movement. Doctor Lynn
Peree was aghast at the description of such a hideous bunch of
incarnated devils roaming the planet.

"What worries me," said Py Nae Kot, "is what in hell's un-holy name
is that thing doing, NOW, 69 million years later, signaling, 'nazi
come, nazi come, nazi come' over and over again from the Moon's
surface!"

After a brief pause Py Nae Kot asked, "When did these signals
start, you said?"
"About six years ago, the signal was first observed. Apparently
that dish antenna was focusing the signal into a tight beam towards
the outer solar system. The robot probe that picked it up was
supposed to determine which way the dish was aiming. The best we
could make out was the signal was being beamed to the planet Pluto.
But perhaps it is intended for a further destination. Nobody lives
on Pluto. So far from the sun it is, from Pluto's surface the sun
appears merely as a bright star. It's always close to absolute zero
on Pluto. Everything is solid, even what we are familiar with as
gasses. But strangely, the only other object, unless the estimation
of the aim was wrong, is hundreds of light-years away. So we don't
know exactly WHAT that thing was beaming its signal to." .....

Well, that's most disquieting! Anyway, what Py Nae Kot and Doctor
Lynn Peree discussed after that will not help us understand further
any way, so let's leave them and go back to Sunn...
                         + + + + + + + +


The isolation and remoteness of the region becomes especially
obvious in the evening and night. That evening he ended up camping
in the middle of one of the biggest, deepest forests Sunn had ever
encountered. This time, he could not even receive Central Capital
television audio on his stereo, in fact, no VHF AM or FM stations
AT ALL! Big high mountains blocked the signals. Clicking the tune-
button all the way up and down the two VHF radio bands brought
nothing at all.

Sunn finally found the mid-frequency (MF) AM band had stations on
it. The Central Mountains Republic MF AM-radio-station-band spans
from 510 KC to 2000 KC, making such stations subject to beyond-
line-of-sight reception. Although subject to fading, this at last
gave him more or less familiar sounds of the city. As night fell,
the big, towering trees with their thick canopy of leaves above
block what feeble light there was from the stars and a crescent
moon. It was the kind of pitch blackness one could "feel".

"But this is what Native American hunters used to live under! Man!
I can see I have sure lost much of MY American Native forest
survival techniques!" Such was an example of the thoughts of Sunn
as he snuggled inside the pedal-car, infinitely grateful he did not
have to sleep on the ground like his ancestors used to, had they
been on a hunting or scouting trip.

Such pitch black nights seemed endless. There was no night time
activity, not even reading. When night fell, it was "lights out!",
no arguing. Sunn woke up many times a night to blackness and stars
twinkling above. It seemed it would never end! Hooting of owls, far
away sounding screeches of... what ever and rustling in bushes did
not help either! The rustling of bushes was the worst of all.

Once wakened by scratching noises on the outside of his pedal-car,
Sunn bolted awake, but saw in the dim light, the creature doing the
scratching was a big raccoon. The masked creature seem to be a mom,
too, for there were a number of small raccoons barely discernible
in the dark. Anyway, Sunn was sure glad he followed Red Star's
advice in eating meals and what to do with entrails... MOVE ON!!!
After cooking a meal, and after giving the bio-degradable part of
the entrails a mighty heave into the bushes, MOVE ON, at least a
mile! That way, if any bear comes sniffing out the entrails, he
will be a good distance away!

Red Star's advise on bears and large cats that may be encountered
was "Stay in the pedal-car, they can not bite through the
duralmite, one of the toughest metals developed. But they could
push and tumble you and pedal-car over if they became too curious.
Especially cats do this. If it looks like that is what they are
going to do, pedal out of there. They may give chase, but while
moving, since their teeth and claws have no effect on the duralmite
body of the pedal-car, they really will not be able to do much and
will soon give up the chase."
"Well, all very good," Sunn thought, remembering her advise, "but
I'd rather not have to deal with such a situation, thank you! I'll
just leave those entrails WAAYYYY behind!"

But at last, he woke up to the welcome sight of morning blues, as
it just was getting light. Such a night in the forest wilds
"forces" one into getting an adequate night's sleep. By the time
the first inkling of daylight comes, Sunn has had enough! He is
ready to go!

So, Sunn began another day of endless climbing and descending of
mountains. All the morning passed. He had lunch. Then more of the
same. Sunn was beginning to think the map possibly was wrong, or
he somehow took a wrong turn somewhere. But how could he have taken
a wrong turn? There were no other roads encountered at all. No
cross-roads, no "forks", not even occasional dirt roads off to the
side, nothing! The entire afternoon passed and once again evening
reds, pinks and oranges were announcing the end of another day of
travel.

Well, this was getting mighty monotonous and Sunn's dehydrated
rations were running low. He had to have enough for the return
trip. "All right, one more day, then I'm getting out of here." he
promised himself. So, there he was with another gourmet dinner of
dehydrated fare plus mountain stream water by himself.

Trying to sleep in that sub-blackness was even harder, realizing
that he was now a VERY long ways from home or any civilization.
Disquieting too was the thought that any medical emergency would
spell the end for Sunn, for it was the energy of his legs that
brought him this far, and it would now take two days energy from
his legs to get him out. This kind of travel sure is not
recommendable to the weak of heart, or physique!

Another early start the next morning, and he was once again
struggling up mountains and cautiously picking his way back down.
Often the condition of disrepair of the road required portgaging
of the pedal-car. It looked like another day of pedaling drudgery.
Sunn began to contemplate turning back. But FINALLY, about mid-
morning, 9:30ish, after over three hours of pedaling, off to the
right, he spied a dirt trail! And a slender dirt road it was, just
wide enough for one pedal-car. It disappeared into the thick
forest. "I must finally be nearing a village, at LONG LAST!"
thought Sunn.

When he saw the dirt trail to the side, he was in the middle of a
climb up a mountain. He crested the mountain and finally started
down the other side. In the valley he was descending into he saw
the tell-tale checker-board pattern of farm-land. At last! As the
down-hill run twisted and turned, there were points overlooking the
valley that were clear enough of trees to see that there was indeed
a village.

As he rounded the last curve of the descent, Sunn could look left
and down upon the roof-tops of the village buildings from his
vantage point way above. On the up coming final down hill segment,
he was able to lighten up on the brakes and let the pedal-car go
some what faster than before, but it still had to be held in check.
Bearing left, the road descended, swinging widely down and half
circling around into the village. The effect was almost like
descending in an airplane as it banks into a final approach to a
runway, lining up with it for the landing.

Braking hard, Sunn followed the road that at last leveled off just
before crossing a bridge. After crossing the small bridge over a
creek, another 100 feet and Sunn arrived amidst a collection of
various stores, shops and homes that made up this mountain-valley
village.

Most of the buildings were of wood construction, and all in need
of paint. Signs in front of stores, if wood, were faded with the
grain showing through; if metal, they were rusting. Full sized,
mature trees over-hung the road in places providing large areas of
shade. Their leaves sparkled fresh greens, yellow-greens and gold
from the morning sun against a cobalt-blue sky. Smaller bushes and
happen-stance wheat-like grass grew haphazardly where ever they
could find an area to grow. It was not a Landscaper's dream.
However, some of the bushes and grass sported gaudy wild flowers
of reds, blues and yellows.

Now rolling slowly, he caught sight of a big, shapely, muscular and
stark naked T-2K race woman strolling casually along the street.
A floppy straw hat shaded her face and shoulders. Her rich brown
hair was drawn into two pert pig-tails with long bangs almost
covering her eyes. She had to look up a bit to see under those
bangs as she took note of Sunn's pedal-car. Big blue eyes scanned
Sunn's pedal-car and its rider closely as he rolled passed her.

And Sunn did some scanning of his own! She had the usual
characteristics of her type: Well over seven feet tall at well over
300 pounds of fit muscle, huge, firm breasts held high and up by
well developed pectorals underneath, "miles and miles" of big,
muscular, shapely legs, and firm butt sculpted by hard muscle!

But she had an additional item of interest, (to a gawking man)
different from the city women. Her rich brown hair on her head was
matched by a profuse growth of rich brown curly hair framing the
prominent lips and mound of her vagina! Most city women's pubic
areas are clean-shaven. But this country gal not only lets her
pubic hair grow out, it even suspiciously appears to have been
permed for a fuller, neater appearance. On top of that, the hair
was neatly parted away from the entrance of her vagina giving even
further evidence that it was carefully styled that way. Sunn
thought to himself, "Could that really be... styling the pubic
hair?" as he ogled her up and down.

When she caught sight that Sunn was showing so much interest, she
not only gave him a big, bright, enticing smile, but also pursed
her lips in a kissing gesture! As he passed, Sunn looking back saw
her wave for him to "come here!". Well, he had enough, he HAD to
check this big babe out!

Sunn found a place to pull over. As he exited his pedal-car, cool
dry mountain air felt a bit chilly at first, as he was dressed in
a white thong bikini, which also happened to be the briefest of the
three he brought. When that country gal caught sight of this coal-
black haired, brown-eyed beauty that had dark, tanned skin
contrasting dramatically with his shining white thong, her eyes
really shined their bluest!

But he and her were not alone. As Sunn saw the big brunette coming,
he heard, "WHOOOEEEEE!!! WOW! LOOK AT THAT! I GOTTA HAVE HIM!!"
come from behind him, NOT from the brunette.
He turned and saw a great big, muscle-bound blond gal with a
humongous build coming at him! Her breasts were among the biggest
he ever saw. Gigantic mammaries sitting atop equally gigantic pecs
combined to form her record-breaking (in Sunn's mind) leviathan
breast-build. Huge muscles rippled in the thighs of her legs with
each step she took. She was just as stark naked as the brunette,
and did not even have the hat. She did have a bead necklace
however. But her appearance was considerably rougher. Her profuse
growth of pubic hair had dried semen from other guys and her own
secretion all matted together. It was a rough sight! Her long blond
hair had no styling at all, it just blew which ever way in the
breeze.

"I found him first!!" yelled the brunette, as she quickened her
pace, came up to Sunn and grabbed him by the arm. Wow, her grip on
his arm was like a steel vise! And she was big, make no mistake
about it! When right up next to one of these Central Mountains
Republic natives, Sunn realized he still had not become accustomed
to these giant women. Her breasts were right at the level of his
head!

But as the rough looking blond approached, Sunn could see she was
even bigger. Some what taller and a lot heavier, the blond monster
woman looked like she could bench press a full sized Ford Pickup-
Truck! Sunn could feel the mega-blonde's hot breath as she hollered
with ear-paining volume threatenly toward the brunette, "LET ME
HAVE HIM OR I'LL RIP YA IN HALF!!!"
"AWW, SHIT OFF WITH YA! WHY DON'T YOU GO FUCK WITH A BULL LIKE YOU
ALWAYS DO!!" retorted the brunette fearlessly. Through gnashed
teeth, the enraged blond bully declared, "WHY YOU LITTLE SHIT-
BITCH, YOU'VE EARNED THIS!..." whereupon she leaped over Sunn's car
that she was on the other side of towards the brunette.

The brunette literally tossed Sunn into an outgrowth of bushes and
grass that saved him from crashing on the ground, apparently a
deliberate move on the part of the brunette. Sunn thought that
blond was going to make mince meat out of the brunette as her body
of, Sunn estimated, 390, maybe a full 400 pounds of raw-boned
muscle hurtled like a meteor toward the brunette.

But the brunette, perhaps used to this bully's attacks, could
handle herself well! The brunette lowered her head and lurched
toward the now air-borne blond, smashing squarely into the blonde's
hard belly. When the steel wash-board stomach of the blond smashed
into the brunette, it knocked her backwards. But the collision
knocked the breath out of the blond as she fell backwards too.
Sunn thought to himself, "If that had happened to me, my bones
would have been shattered to pieces!"
But, un-phased, the brunette righted herself and with full force
of all her weight and additionally jabbing her foot down, leaped
into the blonde's face as the giant blond still sprawled on the
street, seemingly stretching all the way across it!

Such a smashing blow from a propelled 320 pound body of muscle
would have annihilated most peoples' faces, but it only knocked the
blond silly and caused her nose to bleed. The brunette wasted no
time. She leapt to where Sunn was and grabbed him by the arm
pulling him out of the bushes. "Quick!" she said, "Come with me!"
Hah! As if Sunn had a choice!

Half dragging Sunn as he clamored to his feet, the brunette marched
a couple blocks then went into some kind of office with Sunn being
towed behind.
In the office sat a big, well muscled, reddish brown haired woman
somewhat bigger than the gal that had ahold of Sunn, but not so big
as the blond monster out there. She had a more mature looking face,
and a quiet, perhaps wise demeanor about her. Sitting behind a
desk, Sunn could only see she was topless at least. She had the
usual pecs plus breast construct of the usual T-2K Race, resulting
in the characteristic big yet firm bust line of such women. When
this woman behind the desk looked up, her eyes lit up and she
smiled when she saw the unusual sight of Sunn. Apparently, this
village does not have that many Beta Race or equivalent pass
through.

The brunette holding Sunn complained, "Ma Beth! That big, stupid
shit attacked me again!"
"Let me guess," began the woman behind the desk, apparently
referred to as "Ma Beth". She spoke in a low, quiet, soothing tone
of voice, thus supporting the quiet, wise demeanor already
indicated. "She wanted... this?" Ma Beth asked, referring to Sunn.
"Yes, but I saw him first!" replied the brunette forcefully. "He
was even coming to me! Then that big, stupid piece of krap demanded
him from me and tried to attack me!"

The brunette's voice appeared to crack a bit as if she was
beginning to cry. The big Ma Beth rose from her chair behind the
desk and stepped over to the brunette, "All right now, Jenny-Girl,
just hold the water... Since she isn't here in the office with us,
I presume you pretty much dispatched her?" she asked.

The brunette, apparently named Jenny, emphatically replied, "YES!!
I smashed her stupid face in!!"

Sunn, ever alert to the level of nudity of these big gals, now
could see all of Ma Beth... Yes, she was buck naked too! From bare
feet to reddish brown hair which was somewhat stylishly stacked in
a bouffant, the only breaks in a continuous line of bare skin was
a set of beads around her waist, and another set of beads around
her neck. She also sported ornate ear-rings. She also had a
considerable growth of pubic hair which like Jenny's appeared to
be carefully styled and parted away from the entrance of her
vagina.

Then, seemingly darkness fell as a huge form appeared in front of
the office door, blocking the light. It was the rough blond! With
some blood coming from her nose still, she grabbed the door open,
tearing away one hinge! "I'M GONNA TEAR HER TO PIECES!!" she
screamed as she lurched in towards Jenny.

But this time, it was big Ma Beth that intercepted, as she lunged
toward the big blond smashing the palm of her hand into the
blonde's already messed up nose. The force bowled the blond over
backwards out of the office into the street.
Ma Beth, enraged, screamed mightily, "GET BACK TO THE HILLS WHERE
YOU CAME FROM IF YOU CAN'T BEHAVE LIKE A SATIENT HUMAN BEING! I'M
SICK AND TIRED OF THIS!!"
As the blond scrambled to her feet in a cloud of dust, she
screamed, "HE'S MINE! HE WAS PEDALING HIS CAR TOWARDS ME! HE WANTS
ME!"
Jenny screamed, "HE WAS ONLY PEDALING IN YOUR DIRECTION, BUT HE WAS
LOOKING AT ME, AND HE PASSED ME FIRST! HE'S MINE AND I'M TAKING HIM
HOME!"
The blond retorted, "YOU STUPID LITTLE TWERP, HE WANTS ME, YOU CAN
TELL, HE KEEPS LOOKING AT ME! YOU TAKE HIM AND I'LL TEAR YOU AND
YOUR HOUSE TO PIECES! AND I CAN DAM WELL DO IT TOO, LIKE I DID
BEFORE!"
"SHADUP!! JUST SHADUP!!" screamed Jenny desperately, beginning to
cry again.

Finally Ma Beth put and end to the useless exchange with an
impromptu decree, "LISTEN TO ME, KATHY! I hereby give permission
to Jenny Fleecy-Cloud to use WHAT EVER FORCE necessary to keep you
away from her person, belongings or real-estate, up to AND
INCLUDING deadly force, such as the cross-bow, if required. I'll
NOT HAVE ANY MORE OF THIS, in MY town! Now SCAT! YOU HEARD ME,
SCRAM! GET OUT OF HERE!!" Ma Beth, waving her hands toward the
giant blond in a shooing motion, approached the flabber-ghasted
blond, who backed off.

The big mega-blond, apparently called Kathy, was physically bigger
than Ma Beth, who was unarmed. But apparently, Ma Beth's word
carried weight. Besides, Sunn surmised this Ma Beth character could
quite probably handle herself well too! The giant blond turned to
go mumbling under her breath, "I'm gonna have him!"
"GET!" reemphasized Ma Beth, "NO THREATS. RUN! OUT O' THIS TOWN,
NOW!!!"

Ma Beth walked threatenly toward the giant Kathy. Kathy broke into
a run, and continued running way down a road that turned off the
main street. The road curved off and upward where the big blond
followed and disappeared into the forest and up the mountain.

With the situation calming, Sunn began to notice other villagers
had come out of this and that building to see what the raucous was.
As Sunn looked around, he began to feel over dressed in his brief
thong, as every single one of the villagers were buck naked, men
and women both.

Sunn noticed most of the men's penises were relaxed, but one,
standing atop the stairs to the side entrance of a feed store, had
a large, partially erected penis. Moreover, he was only a few steps
behind an equally naked woman, leaning, bent at the waist, on the
banister as she looked upon the commotion. It appeared that guy was
not as interested in the commotion as he was in inserting his penis
through the "rear entrance" to that gal's genital! Before he
realized it, Sunn was staring at that little bit of impending
sexual activity like one would gaze at an x-rated sex-flick.

Sunn shook his head a bit and looked away from that when the voice
of Ma Beth re-asserted to Jenny, "All right, Jenny, enough tears!
You handled yourself well apparently, judging from the state of
her nose! And you heard it, you have my official permission to use
any force necessary to keep her out of your life! Now take your
little prize home and enjoy! My, but he is powerful CUTE!" Ma Beth
chucked Sunn under the chin, like one might do a little boy.

Then Ma Beth, noticing the gawking villagers, bellowed loudly, "ALL
RIGHT YOU PEOPLE! SHOW'S OVER! BACK TO WHAT EVER!" She then turned
and walked back to her office and out of sight behind the closing
door.

As the villagers began disappearing back into their respective
buildings, Jenny said sweetly to Sunn, "Now let me fetch my car,
and you follow me to my house." She pulled Sunn to her ample bosom,
and hugging him passionately, declared, "I'm gonna feed you, and
give you drink, and take care of you, and fuck with you ALWAYS!
You're the cutest little thing I've EVER seen! I'm gonna love you
to pieces!"
Again, Sunn felt, even though this Jenny be totally nude, an aura
of innocence seemed to surround her as well as many other natives
of the Central Mountains Republic. Not to mention, her passionate
embrace of him gave Sunn a warm, fuzzy feeling inside, which he
soaked in with great delight.

After a long embrace, she finally released Sunn, who had smoke
coming out of his ears! And a mound forming in the front of his
thong! Well, why not? He would follow her to her house. He had been
told several times already that sex with other women other than
your steady was okay, although he had a hard time getting used to
the concept. "At least," Sunn thought, "Just follow her to her
house to see how these people live. I'm supposed to be the Cultural
Reporter anyway, so, start reportin'!"

Jenny found her car which had a loaded pedal-car-trailer attached.
She apparently had bought a number of items that could not all go
into the limited space of a pedal-car trunk. Sunn, in his pedal-
car, took up a position behind her, so she could lead the way to
her home. They pedaled in the same direction Sunn had been going
when he first entered the village, effectively continuing his
direction of travel.

They quickly left the village, and were back in the country, amidst
alternating farm fields and towering virgin forest trees. They took
a tributary road, wound around some miles then took yet another
tributary road. Ascending now, steeply in places, they were
apparently going up into the mountains that loomed on the other
side of the village. No more farm fields were seen now, only
endless dense forests of gigantic trees reaching toward the sky.
Occasionally, breaks in such vegetation allowed the viewing of
beautiful vistas, overlooks worthy of a stop. But Sunn knew he
would have to COME BACK for any photography, for she just kept on
going. After all, she sees the same scenes everyday.

After a while, Sunn followed Jenny's car into a hard-packed, one-
pedal-car-wide dirt road leading off the side of the former road.
The dirt road ascended steeply. Loose gravel in places caused his
and her wheels to spin a bit sometimes, flinging a spray of
pebbles. Sunn was hard pressed to keep up with this mountain woman
as she climbed, despite her loaded trailer, seemingly effortlessly
up the steep road. She would stop sometimes, giving him a chance
to catch up. Sunn thought, "Good grief a-mighty! She's got that
heavy load, and yet STILL has to wait up for me! Man, these people
must be made of STEEL!"



At last, after a total of over three hours, they approached a
picturesque clearing in the mountain forest. To the left, a small
log cabin nestled among rocks and trees and partially into the
mountain itself. It overlooked a splendid scene which was to the
right of their approach. Generally, the scene looked like an ad
about getting away from it all! Such a spot would be the material
of many a get-away-type vacation if back in the era and culture of
the United States.

Sunn followed Jenny's car into a wide shed separated from the
cabin. The shed, to the right from the cabin, was a simple
utilitarian structure of wood beams with a tin roof. The back wall
was the rocks of the mountain itself. Ply-wood panels formed the
sides. The front, over the entire length, was open for trouble-
free access to the many farming tools and vehicles underneath.
Various farm implements were in there, along with old pedal-cars,
other strange looking vehicles, another pedal-car-trailer, and
numerous other tools and supplies.

When she got out of her car, her gorgeous shapely body glistened
with sweat, emphasizing her well toned muscles that much more. She
stretched luxuriantly, with arms behind her head as part of the
stretch. Biceps flexing huge, she was an Amazon beauty to behold!

"I'll unload this later! I wanna take care of you first! Come on!"
she said in a chipper voice to Sunn. Sunn's legs burned from that
tough climb and trying to keep up with her. But she, that big,
naked Amazon, seemed unphased!

As they walked to her house she constantly kept looking back at
Sunn, smiling cheerfully and sweetly. She was the very picture of
health, strength, and contented happiness. As they walked, Sunn
noticed, WAY UP there, atop the mountain over her house, what
appeared to be panels, facing the sun. "Are those solar photo-
voltaics up there?" Sunn asked. "Sure are!" said Jenny musically,
"That's where I get my electricity. Also, there's a generator
turned by the waters of the creek. Between the two, I generally
have enough electricity!"

"Wow! Solar energy, even way out here!" thought Sunn to himself,
fascinated. He added in his thoughts, "OF COURSE solar energy, way
out here! What else, string a great big long extension cord over
miles and miles of country, like another nation I know!?..." He was
of course, thinking of the United States in its era, with its
endless miles of unsightly, expensive, inefficient and radio-
static-producing power-lines running all over the country side.

Sunn kept expecting somebody or something to come out of the house
greeting her, like maybe a Mother, Sister, Brother or maybe just
pets. But as she walked through the unlocked door, the house was
silent. "Do you live alone?" asked Sunn. "Yes, until now! Now YOU
will live with me!" she replied happily. "Any pets?" asked Sunn,
perhaps a little apprehensive of being sneaked up on by a big,
toothy pet of some sort, like those that often "greet" bicyclists
with snarls and bared teeth in the country side of United States,
back in its era. Sunn, being a cyclist, has had plenty of
experience with that. He knows you NEVER approach a house in the
country without the owner's escort.

In the Central Capital, pets were not that common, but if there
WERE pets, they were always hamsters, the most popular, then
rabbits, squirrels or chipmunks, and sometimes a type of small
deer. Notice all are vegetarian animals. They seemed to fit the
populace's vegetarian ways. But being in the country, Sunn just
wanted to be sure.

But he had no cause to worry, for Jenny replied, "Well, no pets,
persay, but there are rabbits, squirrels and such and even deer
that come around here often to bother me for hand outs! And I can't
turn 'em down! I'm a sucker to succumbing to there begging!" she
replied, laughing. "Sometimes even a big ol' moose comes 'round
looking for me to give him something. Golly, the only trouble is,
that sucker can eat a MOUNTAIN, if it was made of lettuce!" she
added, smiling, obviously loving toward her animal neighbors.

Sunn was excited with anticipation of what it will be like to live
with this delightful, lovely Amazon. And way out here in this
mountain forest! Many a man's dreams are made of this! No family
or other relatives, no hounding pets. Just this big, beautiful
Amazon and himself! And in the midst of this beautiful, peaceful
mountain setting, in her log cabin. He finally felt himself
relaxing, calming down in the company of this country gal. He felt
it easy to talk to her. He figured he would start off by asking
about her vegetables-only eating habits.

Sunn asked, "Are you a vegetarian, er, that is, you never eat
meat?" Jenny looked at Sunn with a curious look, "Meet? What do you
mean... Oh, you mean meet with other people for eating? Well,
sometimes. My Mom lives up there further up the hills. She's got
a cute guy that she let's me fuck with sometimes, but my Mom keeps
him pretty much burned out! Sometimes we get together, er, meet,
and have dinners together. You and I will go later. It just takes
30 minutes of walking to get up there!"

Wow!, Sunn thought, she does not even know what meat means! He
spoke aloud restating his question, "No, not meet with people,
meat.. meat, you know, the flesh of animals. Do you ever eat meat?"
Jenny looked at Sunn aghast like he came from another planet with
such an idea! "YEUGH!! YUCK! Animal flesh!? Who ever heard of
THAT!? THAT would be HORRIBLE! Where did you ever hear of THAT!?
What did you call it, meat?"

Laughing, Sunn replied, "Well, it is obvious you do not! I come
from a far away place where people DO eat meat, cooked of course.
They have done it for eons, but now their Doctors are discovering
it is not that good for one. There is a move afoot to slowly get
away from meat eating. Seems like you and your people have already
done so eons ago. That's good, I agree. Since I came to this
society and stopped eating meat, I do believe I really do feel
better!" Jenny continued to look at Sunn with disbelief. She
commented, "Well, I should think SO, it WOULD be bad for one. How
did you stand it!? The very idea nauseates me!"

It almost appeared that Jenny was aghast at the idea, the way she
was looking at Sunn as if he were some kind of monster! He thought
he better exonerate himself. Lying a bit, he said, "Well, it kind
of nauseates me too, now. I'm used to the vegetarian diet."

But it almost appeared that Jenny now feared him a bit, as she
unconsciously backed off a few steps. "Just what animals' flesh did
you eat? Didn't you have to kill them? That would be totally
HORRIBLE! That's just like cats, wolves, dogs and sometimes bears
do! It is said that such animals were created by satan, after God
created the other animals, as just another way satan uses to taunt
God! Satan created and added such animals to the Earth also to hurt
people and make their life more difficult, and maybe kill a person
before his or her soul can be saved by the power of Christ! But to
think of PEOPLE, themSELVES, eating another animal like a cat, or
dog, or wolf or something... the vary idea is unbelievable, I CAN'T
imagine it!"

Boy, it sure seemed Sunn stumbled on a most unpleasant corner of
her, apparently, religious beliefs! She thought him a loathsome
monster, that he once DID eat animal flesh!

In addition, a lot of cultural items of interest were being shot
his way. With all her references to Christ, God, and satan, it
would seem she is very religious. A stark naked woman, taking a man
home with her quite probably for sex would indeed clash, at least
in the United State's era, with the picture of a chaste, religious
woman.

Sunn recited what she said in his thoughts, "Cats, wolves, even...
the DOG!? ... Created by SATAN!? All carnivorous animals created
by satan!?" That IS a radical new thought pattern! Well, after all,
we are in an era 69,700,000 years future to ours. There's bound to
be something radically different!

And there was another interesting thing: There it was, 69 million
years in the future, and still there are references to Christ!

Jenny's cheerful countenance indeed seemed to change. "Wait a
minute!" she exclaimed. "Oh NO!" she continued, putting hands to
head in a gesture of thinking of something important but forgotten,
"I FORGOT TO PICK UP THE RADIO!"
"Your radio?" Sunn asked, maybe somewhat curious of her change in
concerns. She replied,"YES! I took my radio, the one here at the
house, to town to be repaired because it wasn't getting out. I
could hear, but when I spoke, it wouldn't get my voice out. I took
it to town a few days ago. My Mom came down to tell me yesterday
that they had it fixed. You see, they called HER. I don't have a
house radio now! So MOM had to receive the message and walk down
here to tell me. OH WOW! What absent minded, forgetting fool I am!"

Jenny seemed genuinely angry with herself. "I REALLY NEED that
RADIO. Could you come with me back to town to pick it up? It's all
down hill, and we'll spend the night at my friends house near town.
Then we'll go all this ways back up here, tomorrow! Okay?"
"Sure!" said Sunn. Anything! Just get that meat eating business off
her mind since it bothered her so!

Sunn followed Jenny back to the shed. She unhitched her trailer
from her pedal-car and took all the items out of the pedal-car's
trunk. She commented, "At least I don't have to drag this old
trailer around, the radio will fit into the trunk!" Then, once
again following Jenny's car, now without the trailer, Sunn took off
following her down the mountain.

She was right about being down-hill all the way. As it was all
ascent before, now it was leg-resting, but hand-cramping descent.
The route down went by much faster. Restricted only by the
tightness of hair-pin curves, they were able to make much better
time, arriving in the village in little over an hour. Not to
mention, such a descent was fun!

Sunn followed Jenny's car around the village and finally stopped
in front of a house. It looked like anybody's home until Sunn spied
a sign reading "Radio Repair Service" Hmm, Sunn thought, a cottage
industry; the tech works from his home. How nice, how quaint!

The buck-naked Jenny climbed out of her pedal-car then walked up
to Sunn's pedal-car and said, "You wait here. I'm gonna talk to the
gal that fixes the radios to see if she can make my radio more
powerful. So it might be a few minutes. Just wait here, then we'll
go to my friend's house."
"Okay!" Sunn agreed.

She then walked the walk-way to the front door and entered. Sunn
admired her big, robust build. A perfect hour-glass figure he
thought. Muscles rippling in her big, wide butt and legs, and a
broad, tanned back lumpy with numerous muscles... Man oh man! His
hands yearned to feel her over. Man! So great looking and so much
of her to look at, thought Sunn. With exciting anticipation he
waited for her to come out and proceed to her friend's house. Would
her friend be another Amazon? Would they argue over who "gets" him?
How would he handle two big, possibly sex-hungry Amazons!? But she
was in there so long. What's keeping her? he thought.

Sunn began to wonder why it was taking so long. Once he saw the
face of a woman, not Jenny, peer out a window at him. As soon as
he looked at her, she ducked, seemingly shyly, behind the curtains.
Strangely shy behavior for these normally bold women, Sunn thought!
After even a while longer, he thought, Maybe I should go in and
check this out, after all, a radio shop in this place probably has
even MORE surprises.

Sunn was just starting to get out when Jenny finally appeared
walking through the doorway. Indeed, she was carrying what looked
like a two-way radio. Because of no telephone service, the
hinterlands of the Central Mountains Republic rely on two-way
radios exclusively for their communications. Jenny, walking
quickly, smiled at Sunn and said, "Okay, lets go!"

Jenny placed the radio in the trunk of her pedal-car. It was a
tight fit. She entered her car and took off, Sunn following. They
rounded a village block, then back on the main street, passed Ma
Beth's office, then turned up the very same road that rough blond,
Kathy, was run up by Ma Beth earlier. Sunn thought nothing of it,
just remembered and noted it, that's all.



They pedaled and pedaled, and began to ascend. Sunn remembered it
seemed Jenny said nothing of this ascent. The way she talked
earlier indicated to Sunn that her friend's house was in or very
near town. Sunn's legs were beat, and "Now we have to climb again!?
Oh no!" thought Sunn. And they climbed, and they climbed, and they
climbed! Then descended! They were in some other valley. Sunn
wanted to ask Jenny about it but she was not stopping and her car
had no radio. After crossing a brief but wild, desolate valley of
monster trees, they began to climb AGAIN! Jenny had to stop her car
a lot to allow Sunn to catch up. He was really getting tired.

This went on for four hours! It was beginning to get dark. Finally,
they turned off the already rough road they were on into a dirt
road. They bounced along that another 30 minutes, then FINALLY,
pulled up to a log cabin nestled in the side of the mountain they
were on, flanked on either side by huge, tall trees. Sunn looked
around for the photo-voltaics... sure enough, there they were, way
up the mountain, mounted on an out crop or a sort of cliff. The
log cabin faced a splendid view of the wilderness valley they just
crossed. That plus a sky with deep orange and velvet blues
graduating to black with stars above and you have another
picturesque scene in the mountains.

Only one window of the cabin shown with a dim, yellowish light,
contrasting with the deep blues and violets of dusk. The sky was
absolutely clear, with a rich shade of pastel blue, graduating on
to a brilliant orange near the horizon. The brighter stars could
already be seen. Being summer, it must have been quite late
already, for the sky to be this dim.

Jenny climbed out of her car. Then who should come lumbering out
the front door of that cabin, BUT THE ROUGH BLOND, KATHY!!!

"WHAT TH'..." Sunn exclaimed allowed. Earlier that day, Jenny and
Kathy were at each other's throats. Now they seemed pals! Jenny
came up to Sunn's car, smiling and said, "Get out now, we're here!"
Sunn clamored out, eager to ask, "The way you two were going at it
this morning, I thought you were the worst of enemies!" Jenny
replied, "I'm sorry you had to see that. Sometimes I behave like
an over-grown shrew!"

Kathy, standing rough and ready behind Jenny, was grinning a big
impish grin. Sunn did not like it. Something was amiss. Jenny did
not seem quite natural. Kathy said to Sunn, "Come to me now, little
fellow, I'll take care of you."
"But.. but..." Sunn stammered only to have Jenny interrupt saying,
and saying at a rather high rate of speed, "I'm sorry about the
change of plans. While in the radio shop waiting for my radio to
be analyzed for the feasibility of making it more powerful, I began
to think how rude and selfish I was. So I took you to Kathy here
who will take good care of you. Well, bye!" Jenny hastily turned
and stepped to her pedal-car and entered, all the while Sunn was
stammering, "But.. wait... but what about... wait! WAIT A MINUTE!"
But Jenny closed the canopy door of her pedal-car and took off down
the dirt trail, leaving Sunn alone with a leering, rough, seven-
foot-nine, 400 pound monster mega-blond!

Sunn was still staring down the trail in disbelief when he felt hot
breath on his neck and shoulders. "So cute, so pretty!" the ruffian
said. She grabbed Sunn and held him to her huge bosom. Her breasts
were BIGGER than Sunn's HEAD! And he could feel the brutal strength
in her huge arms as she held him. It felt as if he was being hugged
by a stone creature. Her hand pushed his head in between her
breasts as she continued to hug and feel him over. She was becoming
aroused. Sunn became genuinely concerned what he would do when this
monster woman really gets going!

Indeed, more and more aroused became she, as she spread her huge,
rock-hard muscle-bound legs apart. Her vagina was higher up than
his penis, but her huge hand grabbed his butt and effortlessly
lifted him up and pressed his body into her pubic area. Huffing a
bit, she pressed him against her large, callused genital, and began
thrusting. Profuse vaginal secretions began to be spread on his
lower belly and upper legs, and soaked his little white thong! She
said gruffly, "What you got this on for!?" of his thong. "You don't
need it!" She ripped it off, rendering the thong damaged and
unwearable. As it ripped off, it hurt quite a bit. She continued
feeling him over, becoming more and more aroused and therefore
rougher and rougher in feeling over his body.

The monster Kathy was indeed getting out of control as she huffed
and puffed, and thrust her vagina hard against Sunn's mid-body. The
calluses on her vagina rubbed his skin raw, they really hurt.
Continuing thrusting her genital on him, she knelt down, pulling
him down with her. This was getting out of hand!

Moaning now, Sunn knew this brute could not and would not stop
herself. Out of control, her tremendous strength could injure, even
kill! "COME ON, MAN! WHAT'S A MATTER WITH YOU!? SHOVE IT IN ME!!"
she demanded, noticing Sunn's penis was still limp. Sunn was too
scared to have an erection, and was being handled too rough.

Kathy did not realize how tremendously stronger than he she was.
Kathy's huge, heavy duty frame was simply in a different league
from Sunn's. Compared to her, Sunn was delicate and fragile. She
could easily break his bones and without even realizing it!

Also bothering Sunn, was why Jenny dumped him so! He thought he was
going to receive a warm, lustful night from Jenny, then, just as
suddenly, he was seemingly repulsive to her... "THAT'S IT!!" Sunn
thought, nearly blurting it out vocally! The brute Kathy continued
fondling Sunn, all the while huffing and puffing and moaning. "I've
got to get out of HERE, first!" Sunn though, as Kathy violently
rubbed her vagina over various parts of his body.

Realizing his penis was not going to do anything, Kathy was ramming
any part of Sunn's body she could into the lips of her hungry,
tooth filled vagina. Vaginal secretions were nearly pouring out,
soaking his body with it until it dripped off to the ground! She
grabbed the back of his head and rammed his face flush into her
hairy, smelly pubic area, nearly drowning him in her profuse
secretions! "LET GO OF ME YOU BIG PALOOKA!!" Sunn demanded. "FUCK
ME, DAMMIT!!" yelled the blond brute, as she brusquely, painfully
rolled Sunn over then began rubbing her vagina on his side.

Thrusting mightily, her vagina's calluses were actually tearing
into his flesh now, causing it to bleed! "OOHHH!! OOOHHHH!!
OOOOHHHH!!!" she screamed with each thrust. He was being pressed
into the ground itself with each heavy thrust of her raspy genital!
Super powerful, rock-hard butt muscles flexed mightily, powering
each driving thrust. Orgasm came roaring through her like a
hurricane, with her vagina wildly coursing up and down Sunn's upper
leg-side and hip area tearing at his flesh! As long cuts were
opened up, her profuse secretions would trowel in, stinging
painfully.

Finally, she began to slow down, her first orgasm leaving her. But
like any Central Mountains Republic woman, one orgasm was not NEAR
enough. She brutally grabbed Sunn by the arm and dragged him,
bleeding legs and all, into her house. He HAD to do SOMETHING! She
could very easily end up killing him! Sunn pleaded, "Wait a minute,
WAIT A MINUTE! KATHY! You said you would take care of me! CAN'T WE
EAT!? I've been run up and down mountains all day! I'm tired and
hungry! After eating, I'll be able to have sex with you the right
way, really!"

Kathy had already dragged Sunn in her house and into the living
room, next to a hearth. It seemed like it was here she was going
to continue raping him. Upon hearing what he said, she stood way
over him a few seconds, her vagina literally dripping with
secretions. She finally said, "Okay, I will give you food and
drink, then we fuck!"

She let him lay there in front of the hearth, which DID have a
small fire still going. She stepped over to the kitchen area and
indeed began preparing a meal. "May I wash up? I'm so dirty!" Sunn
asked. Kathy turned to look at Sunn, then asked, "Why your legs
bleed?" Sunn replied, "Because of your rough cunt rubbing my legs!
You've got to take it easy!" Kathy replied, "You so delicate! Next
time stick your cock in my cunt! Then I don't rub! You take a bath
now. I'll make a meal and let you eat. Then we fuck some more!"

There were no partitions in this primitive cabin. The kitchen, so
called living room, an area in a far corner with a mattress on the
floor for a bed, and a bath tub and toilet in another opposing
corner were all visible from any point in the cabin. Sunn worried
this primitive domicile would have no hot water. But surprise, when
he tried the faucet, it was quite hot! Sunn, buck naked since she
ripped his thong off, welcomed the warm water and wash.

"You're so cute in there!" came a comment from his rough host, who
could see him past the stove. When he began to towel himself off,
she came running up, "Let me help you do that!"
"No, that's not necessary!" insisted Sunn, but to no avail.
Toweling Sunn off was just another excuse for her to feel him over
again. "Can we eat now?" Sunn pleaded, in an exaggerated begging
tone of voice. "Okay!" agreed the giant woman chucking him under
the chin, "Mamma Kathy will have you a meal in just a few more
minutes!" she said, smiling sweetly.

Sunn wanted to go to his pedal-car to get a thong. Then he suddenly
thought, maybe I'll just pedal away! He started out the cabin but
the door was locked from the INSIDE! Kathy turned and asked, "Where
you going?"
"To get a thong to wear. I'll be right back." Sunn replied as
naturally as possible. "NO! Don't go out! It's too cold and dark.
You don't need clothes. Your body is pretty! I want to look!" she
replied. "But it's just a thong! You'll be able to see my body!"
"NO! You in MY house! I don't allow clothes! Now sit, supper is
almost ready! Eat well because I want to fuck all night with you!"

Well, so much with THAT idea! Sunn planned then, just to continue
with his original idea...

Sunn thought to himself, I hope this monster is as scared of meat-
eaters as Jenny was. If not, I'M going to be mince-meat myself, fed
to her cunt piece by piece!

As expected, she prepared a big pot of various vegetables. She
brought it to the table to eat. She said, "Here! This is GOOD! And
drink this, it's real good!" She presented him with a fruit drink
that had bits of raspberries in it. Indeed, her supper WAS
delicious and would have been enjoyable if it were not for the
ordeal he was in. Anyway, he dipped some of what she cooked onto
his plate. That was Sunn's "que" for his "performance"!

"Are these vegetables all you have? I'm starved!" Kathy, curious,
replied with a smile, "They good! They are plenty! Eat many!"
Actually, Sunn tasted them and they WERE delicious, but he had to
ACT otherwise. "But there's no animal flesh! No meat! Do you have
any meat?"

HAH! It seemed to work! Even the rough-hewn Kathy, usually with a
smile of some sort on her face, looked at Sunn in horrid disbelief!
"YOU WANT ANIMAL FLESH!!? YUK!!" Sunn replied, this time not
mentioning that he would normally cook the animal flesh first,
"Yes, of course! I eat some kind of animal every day! Don't you
have any squirrels or rabbits around here I could kill and eat?
Mmm! Delicious! My mouth waters just thinking about it."

For the first time ever, except when Kathy coward in front of the
forceful Ma Beth, Sunn saw genuine fear in Kathy's face. But she
remained cool. She stepped to the door, unlocked it, opened it, and
from behind the door gestured toward the outside with her hand,
"Here, if you wish, you go and kill an animal and eat! I never eat
animals! That not good!"

Yep! Indeed! That door was locked before, obviously to enslave him.
Now freedom in the now black night beckoned as she held the door
open for him! Perhaps even the nicer Jenny was going to lock him
up too, come to think about it. Sunn remembered she said something
to the effect, "I will take care of you and love you and keep you
always!...", and all without asking him first. And, indeed, even
the more civil and mature Ma Beth told Jenny, "Take your 'prize'
home!", again, without asking him!

He had been well familiarized with the Central Mountains Republic
history, and the fact that before the coming of the Beta Race, men
were inferior as far as the women were concerned. In this world
and era, it was the MEN that had to be liberated! And so it would
follow, that if one journeys to the deep country and to a backward
village, it would probably be observed that the men are still held
back as second-class citizens! So all this business about his being
a meat eater, quite probably saved him from slavery to these
domineering women!

Thinking he had the upper hand, Sunn decided to test the situation
to see how much this mountain lady really feared a flesh-eater.
Sunn started for the open door with Kathy standing placidly behind
it. He stopped just before going out. "Say, I feel like fucking you
now! How about it Kathy? I'd like to stick this up you now!" Sunn,
stark buck naked, was taking advantage of a spontaneous erection
he was experiencing and that comes to all men from time to time.
An erection that takes place for no particular reason, it was given
extra push by the fact Sunn felt in control now, and he really HAD
NOT had sex in quite a few days, and also, perhaps, from feeling
better after the bath. Sunn thought for a few seconds however that
maybe he over did it, as Kathy ogled that throbbing stick of flesh,
not FULLY extended yet, but hard enough for insertion!

But her genuine fear of someone who eats flesh of animals, plus her
earlier orgasm that maybe took the edge off her libido for the
moment, freed her to "perform" a little "act" herself. She pulled
up a chair and sat in it, still behind the door. A look of
discomfort came over her face, as she held her hand to her stomach.
"Ugh... I don't feel good. Maybe flu. Maybe we not fuck tonight!
You go back to Jenny. If we fuck, you get flu too!" So out the door
Sunn went, free as nature itself!

Just as he gingerly stepped down the stairs from her cabin, he
heard the door solidly slam behind him, followed by the sound of
the lock being locked. "WOW! Just think of it! These people are SO
TOUCHY about eating flesh! I may as well be a LEPER, when I say I
eat meat around here!!" Sunn thought as he strolled confidently to
his pedal-car.

Sunn was in no big hurry. He opened the door of the trunk of his
pedal-car to get a thong. He also picked up the white thong off the
ground damaged earlier. Perhaps it could be roughly sewn back
together for a "rag-tag" look that he noticed was somewhat popular
as casual wear in the Central Capital. (You have heard of Seattle
Grunge, now is this "Central Capital Grunge"!?)

But as he reached in the trunk, he glanced back to the cabin and
saw a frightening sight! Being in the dark, Sunn could see through
the curtainless window into the cabin's interior awash in yellowish
light. Kathy was readying a CROSS-BOW! And a BIG ONE too! She
grabbed a quiver of perfectly awful looking arrows, with arrow-
heads of big, sharp, flesh-slicing blades!

Sunn quickened his pace! Forget the thong, better to escape naked
rather than wind up shishkabobbed with an arrow! Was she really
going to come out after him!? She herself said go back to Jenny's.
Sunn picked his pedal-car up to point it out of there, thereby
saving the time consuming turn-about procedure in the limited yard-
space. As he began to jam himself into the pedal-car, he took
another glance through that window. He breathed a sigh of relief
when he saw that Kathy merely laid the cross-bow and arrows down
on the dinner table, then stepped up to that very window to peer
out.

"Okay, okay, OKAY! I'm OUT O' HERE!" mumbled Sunn out loud to
himself. Apparently Kathy was not going to go after him, but she
was definitely preparing an "UN-Welcome-Party" for in case he came
back!!

Now in the pedal-car, Sunn turned on its head lights and took off!
Pedaling fast at first, as soon as he was out of sight in the
forest, he slowed down. The winding dirt road with cliffs to the
side in places required the up-most caution in the darkness. He
generally would not pedal at night, but obviously had to make an
exception this time!

Sunn was a bit worried he might loose his way, but fortunately, the
route was simple. And it was down hill all the way to the
uninhabited valley crossed earlier. He decided to go ahead and
climb the mountain out of there, for he remembered it was not that
big. Climbing is relatively safe, anyway due to reduced speeds.

Topping the mountain, he could see the lights of the village
twinkling in the darkness from the valley below. Carefully
descending, negotiating the many hair-pin curves with sheer cliffs
and no guard-rails, he finally descended to the valley with the
village. Later, he emerged from the forest and approached the
village and its main street. Most of the village's buildings were
on the main street and a couple small dirt lanes parallel to it.
There were no street lamps at all. He drove on dark lanes. There
were a few windows of houses lit with yellowish light, usually with
no curtains. If he tarried, he could see inside. But he had no wish
to. He just wanted to get out of there.

He did not stop. Sunn simply turned right onto that main road to
retrace his steps out of there. He had enough. He did not know if
Jenny was telling anybody about his being a flesh eater, but he was
not going to stick around to find out. Since these villagers
apparently equate a flesh-eater with something borne of satan, Sunn
would not be surprised if that Ma Beth would order him burned at
the stake for being a flesh eater!

In the darkness, Sunn struggled up the big mountain descended
earlier that day into the village. And that was despite being tired
and hungry. He just wanted to get it behind him and away from that
village. After topping the mountain, he decided to camp up there.
The head-lights of his pedal-car were growing dim, as they used up
the battery's stores. He found a safe outcropping of rocks to park
the pedal-car in. There, it would be safe from rolling off the
mountain while he slept, or from being blown off by occasional
hurricane force winds that can whip the high mountains any time.

After securing the pedal-car, he stepped out to get to the car's
trunk. But even after all that exercise, the gale force wind was
icy! He grabbed a thong and pulled it on, then brought out the
blanket and wrapped it around him. He stepped up onto some rocks
so he could get a view. No doubt about it, no other vantage point
can top mountains for breath-taking scenery! Way below, the weak,
yellowish light of the village twinkled in the darkness down there
as if answering the generally bluish twinkling of the millions of
stars above. Indeed, the village looked like a way-ward star, or
perhaps a star banished from the throngs of fellow stars above. And
it seemed really isolated down there! No wonder that village was
so many hundreds, perhaps thousands of years behind.

But, BRRR!! That icy wind was too much. Despite being early July,
it was plenty cold up here! Sunn retreated off the rocks back down
to the protected spot below.

After that, it was to bed in the pedal-car's reclining seat and
lights out! It was too dark to fumble around with the cook-stove
and eat. He would eat in the morning, even if that meant he would
first have to descend the mountain in order to get water from a
mountain stream for his dehydrated fare.

The next day, he slept later than usual. On awakening, he took
another look at the scene of the valley now in the morning light.
Light and shadowed created interesting effects in the valley below.
The village area was still in the shadows of the mountains, while
up here, the sun was shining bright. He simply could not pass up
this chance for photography. He set up the still camera, that
digital still-camera capable of 10,000 by 8000 pixels resolution,
and snapped a few.

After re-packing all that away, he began to descend the mountain.
He would find a creek for the water used in preparing the
dehydrated food. As he descended, he paused at the entrance to that
same dirt road off to the side seen while coming. He was curious
who, if anybody, lived up that dirt road.