Oriel, part 4 by Joe Rathbun SOO YAN-O IS OUT THERE... SOMEWHERE! Judy Strong-Girl and Alex did not sleep well that night. They sat on the sofa, in each other's arms, worried to the point of not being able to sleep or eat. A few times, one or the other or both would nod off to sleep, but it was spotty. Alex was too distraught to move and in addition, the warm, soothing feel of Judy's bare body next to his was just too difficult to move from. She had already removed the bikini, leaving her nude. He really needed to do something about that over 4000 dollar organ out there, still in that U-Haul trailer in the cool dark of night. Later, the next day, Indian friends and relatives came visiting, among them, Judy's Mother. When Judy saw their car coming, she got up saying, "I better put some clothes on, they're not used to seeing me dressed like this. I wish they WOULD get used to it, though." She put on Indian style clothes; she was not about to touch anything White-looking. Alex stayed in his denim shorts. They were used to seeing him like that. They were a comfort, and said they heard the news about it on TV. Judy's Mother prepared a light meal, mostly soups, for Judy and Alex, knowing full well that though they need nourishment, they are NOT going to be hungry. The Indian visitors asked about what the U-Haul trailer was for. When they learned it carried an organ for Soo Yan-O, even a few of THEM became teary-eyed. They got together and brought the big, heavy instrument in. With the south-west Colorado sun mercilessly beating on anything outside, that trailer was becoming an oven. Indeed, when they got the organ in, it was hot to the touch for a while. The friends said the Utes organized a search party even before they knew exactly who they were searching for. Upon hearing the news from TV that an Indian child, no matter who, escaped a boarding school, they took to the search right away. Needless to say, if the Indians found her, she would be hidden. Any Police inquiry would be answered with, "Duh, I don't know..." After preparing supper for Judy and Alex and eating with them, the friends and Judy's Mother left. They knew Judy and Alex needed time alone to help each other through this. They left soon after complete darkness. Judy and Alex had to go through another agonizing night of no daughter. Judy suffered episodes of uncontrollable crying. To help take her mind off her almost painful worrying, she took off the clothes put on earlier. Totally nude, she spent another evening next to Alex. It DID help some. Roaring and thrashing to get out, was the libidinous side of Judy. Such a noise she was making, 'till the rest of Judy was distracted from the worries. No they did not have sex, but several times, Judy had her big, shapely legs over Alex's lap, along with a lot of feeling and touching over Alex's body. Alex indeed kept both radios on all the time. The mobile radio telephone went off a few times only with calls from Judy's friends or relatives from the Reservation. Neither the Police, OR the Indian search party found any sign of Soo Yan-O. The ham receiver was on all the time as well. During the day, when ionospheric skip is not present, the radio is silent. During the night, it has varying levels of activity by hams on that frequency. Once, a ham buddy called Alex's call-letters. The buddy was one Alex knew in the east. He still lived in Virginia. The ionospheric skip was enabling his signal to carry all the way from Virginia to south-west Colorado. Alex got on his ham transmitter and told the buddy he couldn't talk tonight. He was keeping vigil on this frequency for possible news on the abduction of a friend's daughter. To calm Judy's episodes of crying, Alex tried to be as matter-a-fact and positive as he could. He analyzed: "Well, if the Police haven't found her that's GOOD news, actually. Your Ute Brothers are probably a hundred times more skillful at tracking somebody than those blue-dressed, tubs of dough-nut batter." "Tubs of dough-nut batter?" asked Judy. "Yeah! The Police. Seems like they're always chomping down on dough-nuts. There are two places you can always find Policemen: The Police station, and dough-nut shops!" Judy giggled from that joke about the stereo-typical Policeman. Alex enjoyed hearing her laugh after such a long time... but alas, it was short lived. Alex continued, "If ANYBODY finds her, it will be your Ute Brothers. And don't worry about the wolves. The White man has taken care of that. There are hardly any wolves or coyotes around anymore. The Indian searchers would have found a body by now. I think she's gone... I mean far gone! She's out of the state..." "How? I hope not by hitch-hiking. Some White monster would crave nothing more than to get its hands on an Indian maiden, especially knowing, even if caught, IT probably wouldn't have to be punished for anything IT does to her!" "I'm pretty sure she won't hitch-hike. She and I had a talk about that once. I think I scared her pretty bad about hitch-hiking. I think she hopped something. A truck, a train, something like that. I wouldn't put it past her! I have found her to be incredibly resourceful, intelligent and tough." "Yes! That's my Soo Yan-O! Maybe you're right. I just wonder how she can call us though..." "Can't she call the reservation, or one of your relatives?" "She doesn't remember the telephone numbers. She hasn't reason to call that often. Do you really think she might call over your ham receiver?" "She learned much from me. She appears to be technically inclined. She may make a good Electronic Technician, or Computer Programmer. If she had a ham set, she would know how to use it to contact me. Or she could tell another ham operator how to contact me." Well, what ever, but nothing that night. And nothing the following day either. During the day, Judy's Mother and others came again to help. Alex slowly got back to work at his desk, processing orders from his business. Into another evening. They had a light meal prepared by Judy's Mother. After they left, Judy stripped all her clothes to be naked and sit next to Alex. She tried looking at books. The new organ sat, lonely, in a corner covered with sheets. Alex could not stand to see it. He COULD take it back for a refund. But no way! This organ is for Soo Yan-O, and here it stays! Late, very late, past midnight, Judy woke up as usual, and was beginning to fondle Alex's denim shorts, around the crotch area. Her hands caressed his chest. Her fingers twiddled with his long hair. He woke up from the attentions. A big leg raised and settled across his lap. She began thrusting her hips a little while yet sitting. She pecked him all over his shoulder, cheeks and a few on the lips, moist kisses from full, pretty Indian lips. She groaned a little from time to time. He asked, "You're getting a little... um... hot and bothered, are you?" "Oh! What's the matter with me! My baby missing now for three days and all I can think about is my stupid cunt!" "Come on Judy, there, there. That's why you have been taking your clothes off, for the distraction being horny provides. We haven't screwed for three days now, it's building up in you." "Well still, it shouldn't be happening. I will ignore it! That cunt of mine must learn discipline... Unless you want to screw, Alex? I will if you want..." Her voice sounded soft and generous of offering. It was tempting! Alex felt his penis kicking up for the first time in a while. Judy placed a hand over his crotch and pinched, indeed feeling something hard in the fold of his shorts! "I'll screw with you Alex... you need it." "No, that's okay, don't force yourself..." "I'd be forcing myself to NOT do it. You say the word, and Judy's cunt is yours!" Alex just smiled and took no action. But she did. Her hand found the zipper of his denim shorts. She pulled it down, and out sprang an engorged, hard penis. He wore no underwear. She caressed it lightly with her fingers. "Mmmm! See how each time I touch him, he moves! He wants inside the cunt of Judy where it's warm and loving..." "You're just making it worse by touching like that! If you don't want to do it now, it's okay..." "I gotta take care of you, Alex! With him jumping around like this, how can you concentrate on anything..." "No, you don't have to..." "But I wanna....." The aggressive Judy Strong Girl made her move. She assumed a position straddling Alex's lap, facing him. She stood up on her knees to clear the tip of his penis, then lowered herself down on top of it. The force of her very body-weight drove Alex's penis in, to the hilt. Judy moaned a passionate, "OOOHHH! THAT FILLS ME SO WARM! MMMM!" Judy melted, and her speech degenerated into various moans and groans as her hands and arms felt Alex all over. She undulated her hips side to side but stayed secure and centered on Alex's lap, "nailed" in place by a large, thick "nail" of flesh deep inside her... Helpless now, Alex could do nothing but begin thrusting, pumping his love into Judy's burning genital. They laid out full length on the sofa and began thrashing it out vigorously. As in other times like this, penis and vagina steal control of their bodies away from their brains. No matter what may be weighing on their minds, no matter what sadness or worry, when the genitalia take over, it's sex-time! And maybe that is a good thing. Sex is a big stress reliever. After a number of explosive orgasms, Judy and Alex were spent. After the past few days of inadequate sleep and the vigorous sex, they slept deeply. There was no telling how long the ham radio receiver had been going, "CQ, CQ, CQ for KB5WBZ, CQ KB5WBZ, CQ KB5WBZ from K6NAT. This is K6NAT calling CQ for KB5WBZ, CQ KB5WBZ, CQ KB5WBZ from K6NAT, over..." Alex woke with a jolt when he realized someone was CQing (calling) his ham station. The big, just over six-feet, 180 pound Judy was almost directly on top of his own six-foot-even, 165 pounds... in fact, he realized as he woke further up, his penis, partially erected, was still inside her warm body. "Judy, wake up! Get off of me, someone's calling over the ham receiver! Wake up Judy!" "Oh, man, I'm so sleepy... wow, your cock's still in me! Let's do some more... Huh? What's that?" "That's the ham receiver! They're CQing my station! It might be..." Judy was off of him before the name "Soo Yan-O" even passed his lips. Alex bound over to the ham set and switched on the filament power to the finals of the transmitter. It would take 30 seconds before they could transmit. "Hold on there, who ever you are! I'm coming!" insisted Alex as if he was actually talking to the CQer. While the transmitter's final-tubes warmed up, he tuned VFO and pulled up and zippered his shorts, stuffing his penis, still with some size to it, inside them. Still waiting what seemed more like 30 minutes rather than 30 seconds, the welcome sound of the CQer came again. Sounding somewhat like a Martian calling from his flying saucer, a small tweak of the receiver's BFO knob made the caller sound human. Typical of a single-side-band receiver, the BFO has to be right on to achieve a natural sound. It was the voice of a very young man, perhaps a teenager. Alex and Judy both anxiously waited for the CQer to say "over"... CQ for KB5WBZ, CQ KB5WBZ, CQ KB5WBZ from K6NAT. This is K6NAT calling CQ for KB5WBZ, CQ KB5WBZ, CQ KB5WBZ from K6NAT, over..." Alex pressed that push-to-talk button on his microphone more vigorously than ever before, "This is KB5WBZ, KB5WBZ responding to K6NAT, over!" "Very good, old man" (hams often call each other "old man" even if they are not old) "we've got a good copy here in Anahiem, C-A, your signal's good to go! Are you running bare foot? Over..." "That's affirmative, I'm running 210 watts into a quad array. So, what's up..." Alex glanced at a clock, "here at 3:20 in the morning, well for us... I guess it's 2:20 there in California. What's up old man? Over..." "Roger that, it's 2:20 here, and we're running 180 watts into a Shakespear W2X! Well, enough for the radio jive, I got a lady with me, hot and alive, with an urgent message..." Still naked and not bothering with putting on any clothes, Judy's eyes lit up like car headlights! Alex was right! This is it! The teen-age voice from Anaheim continued, "An urgent message for Judy Strong-Girl, if she is there. Is your name Alex? Over..." "Affirmative, my name is Alex, and my Wife Judy Strong-Girl is with me. We've been waiting for this call. Put her on, please! Over!" "Roger that! Here she is, she says she is going to speak American Indian, I assume you all can speak it too, is that a roger? Over..." Judy grabbed the microphone from Alex's hands and pushed the PTT switch herself. "That's right, er, that's a roger. Soo! Are you there?..." then she indeed said something in Ute language. The pretty, delightful sound of Soo Yan-O's voice rang clear across the nearly 1000 miles from their south-west Colorado location and Anahiem, California. Mother and daughter spoke exclusively in Ute language for several minutes. They appeared as seasoned hams, pressing PTT and not forgetting to let it up when they want to listen, like some people do when first exposed to a ham radio set. Buried within the Ute language they were using, were English words such as "truck" and "train". Alex admired the pretty sound of the Ute Indian language, not to mention, this was a GREAT idea! No telling what prudes may be listening right now; non-hams with general coverage short-wave receivers. By far, the majority of them pose no threat. But you never know when some tattle-tale may tell the Police that a wanted girl is at somebody's house in Anahiem, California. Actually, Alex had checked around. The incident with Soo Yan-O failed to make the news any further than a brief, no-footage-mention on a TV station in Walsenburg. It came no where near the net-work news. But still, it was best to be on the safe side. Hearing Judy and Soo Yan-O speak Indian over the ham set for security reasons reminded Alex of a certain incident out of World War II. Indians were employed to communicate sensitive military messages over radio using their language! No German, and no Japanese in the entire WORLD even had CLUE number ONE on how to break THAT CODE! Judy and Soo Yan-O must have talked over 45 minutes. Every 10 minutes, the teen-age boy in Anahiem and Alex had to interrupt with station IDs, as required of hams by the FCC. Finally, Judy, with a big grin, and Soo Yan-O, 1000 miles away in Anaheim, surrendered control of the respective ham sets back to their operators. Alex concluded by addressing Soo Yan-O, being careful not to mention names or references, "I Love you sweetie, and I am proud of you!" Soo Yan-O responded with, "Hi Daddy! I'm okay! Don't worry!" Alex and the ham from California wrapped it up and signed off. Alex was eager to hear Judy tell him what had happened to her. "Well, Judy, what's the scoop!?" Judy, grinning, beaming with pride of her daughter, began, "Man, I am telling you, had she been a man, she would have been the bravest Warrior of all time!" "So tell me! How did she escape? And how in heavens did she end up in California!?"