The Central Mountains Republic, part 22 by Joe Rathbone BACK TO PY NAE KOT SUNN IS GIVEN A REAL JOB NATIVE AMERICANS ARRIVE BY PLANE-LOADS When Sunn came home to Py Nae Kot's and his apartment, Py Nae Kot was not there. Sunn had no way of knowing where the busy Lady of the Central Mountains Republic Federal Government might be. His butt still stung from Beverly's slap. Looking in a mirror, indeed, a fuzzy red imprint of a hand was there on his buns and quite obvious. No wonder, thought Sunn to himself, he heard snickering, mostly from Women's voices, from behind him every so often during his walk home. His butt stung so, he could not sit down comfortably. He ate a brunch while standing. That evening, Py Nae Kot finally came home, dressed in a close- fitting, red, long, split skirt and blouse, and sporting her bouffant hair style. When Py Nae Kot saw Sunn there, dressed in his white thong bikini, she broke into a cheerful grin and just about crushed Sunn's ribs with a tight squeeze! Needless to say, off came that long, split skirt, leaving Py Nae Kot totally nude, with vagina lips filling with juice! An hour and a half of hot sex and roaring orgasms later found Sunn and Py Nae Kot panting, exhausted-tired. Py Nae Kot's bouffant, always demanding adjustments, was again disheveled. But warm Love pervaded them as they fell asleep, initially in embrace with Sunn's penis still deep in Py Nae Kot! As usual, in the morning, a burning, aching vagina ordered Py Nae Kot to rape Sunn mercilessly. A shower, then "repairs" on her bouffant, and then Sunn and nude Py Nae Kot had much to talk about over breakfast. Among other things, Py Nae Kot pointed out, "You see, after our hot night of sex, indeed it seems these Mountain Race People are right, variety of sex partners keeps the spice in! You ARE my favorite squeeze and this way, you REMAIN my favorite squeeze!" Py Nae Kot, sitting next to Sunn, gave him a great long, loving hug, expressing a true love, the type of love that comes from a much higher source than just one's genitals! Sunn returned the love of which GOD is the source, expressing by several minutes... maybe an hour... of just clinging in each other's arms! No sex, no talking... just LOVE! An entire day, night, and next day's morning and finally, Py Nae Kot noticed something while Sunn had his back turned. As usual, Py Nae Kot's eyes traced outlines around her sexy mate's body. But her ogling eyes caught sight of a additional feature on his butt... "WOW! I see you've been marked!" Py Nae Kot said, "BEVERLY'S hand, no doubt! I guess I better give you up when she demands you! Hah- hah-hah!" "Oh! You see that!? Is it still there?" Sunn examined his bare buns in a mirror. Beverly's hand-mark was still there; faded some maybe, but still saying, "He's partly MINE!" Half Beverly's hand showed on one bun, with the other half of her hand on his other bun. The imprint was divided by a slender, white strip of "anal-floss", the rear of Sunn's thong bikini that ran down between Sunn's butt's cleavage. "She sure is possessive!" Sunn commented. "But you seem to be familiar with that... that... marking... or whatever. Is that what these people, the Women that is, do?" "Yes!" replied Py Nae Kot, grinning impishly, "A Woman will sometimes mark a Man in such a way. Sometimes they go further, forcing him to tattoo his skin, almost like a brand. The Government officially frowns on this ancient habit, but they let it go due to their policy of not passing laws regarding peoples' behavior. So the custom persists! Maybe I'LL mark YOU... with a TATTOO!" "Boy!" commented Sunn, "This is what it boils down to... I left a Man's World... and entered a WOMAN'S World! That's all there is to it!" "YEP!" SUNN IS PUT TO WORK! Before continueing, let's pause just a minute to examine a job that Sunn, who really has had it easy so far, was DRAFTED into! +++++++++++++++++++++ What should come a couple weeks later, but none other than a plane load of Native Americans from Seattle, U.S.A. of the past era! That's right, after all that has been going on, you readers probably forgot, Py Nae Kot's Parents had returned to the past era and Seattle, U.S.A., to try to spread the news to other Native Americans. A rugged jet with a fuselage of pure duralmite and flight computers aiding navigation flew them through the time- portal. The news of this new land was met with understandable skepticism. But some Native Americans of Py Nae Kot's neighborhood decided they would try it. They traveled by ordinary air carrier from Seattle, Washington to Orlando, Florida. Then they traveled by bus to a secret, remote air field. From there, a jet from 69,000,000 years in the future takes them out over the Atlantic towards Bermuda where the time portal is encountered. When those people saw that indeed, there was a strange new world, and it welcomed the Native Americans with open arms, a few of them decided to go back with Py Nae Kot's Parents to reinforce what they were saying about the new world. They worked on Py Nae Kot's immediate neighborhood first. Later, they began informing other Native American Tribes. One might wonder if the intention is to bring every single Native American to the Central Mountains Republic, but the answer is no. First of all, it appears to be a thing with the extreme North-West American tribes only. But basically, the intent is to inform, to let Native Americans know this new land is available, if they so desire to go for it. It is not for everybody! As you have seen, free sex runs un- checked in the Central Mountains Republic, both among the apparently original T-2K Race as well as the so called Beta Race who USED TO BE Native Americans, or descended from them at least, some 3500 years ago. Big, heavily muscled, hard women are certainly not in all men's tastes as neither are their aggressive, assertive natures. And certainly the wearing of g-strings and thongs, although practiced by all ages in the Central Mountains Republic, is mostly a young person's thing in U.S.A., if even then. Also, don't forget, a prerequisite to wearing g-strings and thongs is a nice body. All but the very very oldest in the Central Mountains Republic have nice bodies thanks to genetic engineering and their use of the pedal-car as their staple of transportation. And Py Nae Kot and Sunn happen to have nice bodies just by chance of their own genetics and their body building efforts along with cycle-commuting. However, many of the Native Americans, just like any other Americans, are over-weight and out of shape, so would not look right in thongs or g's. And many just plain do not want to leave home, or in some cases, their ancestral lands. But there were many who DID want to come, and come they did! Over the next month, more flights were done, and the "immigrants'" numbers began to swell. They needed someone to aid in settling, learning customs, and in some cases exercising and weight training so they could dress in the native garb! And who better for the job than Sunn!? With all his travels, explorations and experiences over the past few months plus the fact he COMES FROM the same place as the new-comers, makes him the natural choice. So far, Sunn's duties actually have been light. Py Nae Kot's telling him to go out, experience things and meet people then report on it is really just an invitation to have a good time, which basically, he has done. Oh sure, he spent a LITTLE time compiling illustrated reports, only for Py Nae Kot's use. So Sunn was available to be put to work. Apparently, various government projects, attending decision making meetings, and actually functioning as an appointed Officer of the Federal Government herself made Py Nae Kot very busy. So in late September, the unanimous decision was made to appoint Sunn to be Relocation Officer. He would be the guide for the new arrivals from the U.S.A.'s North West Native American tribes. He would help them adjust to the radically different world of Central Mountains Republic's era and culture! He would also advise the government on what is needed to assist in resettlement. Sunn readily took to the position competently and enthusiastically. One of the first things Sunn did is advise on the construction of a village on the out-skirts of the Central Capital, including a school for the children that were accompanying the immigrants. He modeled that idea from history, 3500 years ago. The next thing were gyms and instructors for getting some of those bodies in shape. The cold season was coming. Starting about December, even the cold-resistant Mountain Race people finally wear more clothes when out. So the new-comers essentially had all winter to shape up! Sunn called in Professional Chefs to assist the new-comers in learning how to prepare meals based entirely on vegetables, as there was absolutely NO MEAT, ANYWHERE. Sunn called in other specialists and even Vocational and University Instructors where necessary to assist in possible training for jobs. Short lessons in the history of the Central Mountains Republic, and in their society were taught. There, they were introduced gently to the fact that free sex rules the day in the Central Mountains Republic. Sunn's position of Resettlement Officer kept him very busy, for plane load after plane load of Native Americans kept coming in all the rest of the Autumn, all Winter, and during the Spring. By about April, there were several thousand in the neat little neighborhood of pre-fab houses called New America! Sunn came up with another nice idea to solve the problem of those who just could not shape up enough to wear the skimpy warm weather attire of the Natives; a TV, Radio, printed and on-line newspaper educational campaign to inform the People of the Central Capital about the new- comers and to accept their foreign manner of dress, and social habits. This was a big help, as the return of warmer (?) weather, like highs of upper 40's and mid 50's, prompted the Natives to return to their thongs and g-strings. Meanwhile, back in the U.S.A. of the past era, non-Native Americans in and around Seattle were beginning to notice something was a- foot among the Native American population. Among other things, a marked decrease in population. A full three quarters of Py Nae Kot's and Sunn's neighborhood was empty, along with feverish, secretive activities of Native Americans in other neighborhoods and reservations. Not quite to the attention of officials yet, a lot of people, like Refuse Collectors, Mail Carriers, UPS Drivers, and telephone and electic-power Line-Men were noticing something going on. And UFOs were being reported, a little more often than usual, over the area of the Atlantic Ocean south of Bermuda, which IS within the Bermuda Triangle. The jet used to bring the Native Americans through the time-portal has a specially treated surface plus radar- jamming electronics that causes fuzzy, erratic blips on any radar. Radar observations note the blips come and go, sometimes splitting into dozens of others, and other times just plain fuzzy. However, nobody is even close to making the connection between the two sets of events separated by nearly 4000 miles. In May, Py Nae Kot's parents arrived to the Central Mountains Republic for a final time, as others were taking their place in informing Native Americans of the new land. With three-quarters of the old neighborhood, and just about all of their relatives and friends and especially their daughter, Py Nae Kot, living in the new land now, they decided their life TOO, was here. Py Nae Kot was by now 100 percent converted to Mountain Race, and without the aid of genetic engineering yet! So her Parents settled in the town of New America, Central Mountains Republic. They assisted Sunn in his resettlement activities. Py Nae Kot and Sunn continued living in the apartment in the midst of Central Capital's down-town. They were used to it and found it nice and enjoyable. Sunn was so busy, he had much less time for socializing. Py Nae Kot of course continued to be Sunn's True Love, but an occasional genital to genital meeting with Beverly provided that all important variety the Mountain Race people speak of. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++