Oriel, part 19
by Joe Rathbun
ORIEL - SOO YAN-O RETURNS HOME,  FINDS MANY CHANGES

It was nine months after the hijacking and the general situation
had become most routine and quiet... pleasantly so. Oriel then
realized she hasn't visited her Parents in several years! And she
hasn't seen a letter from Alex's hand for several months either,
the most recent letters having been written in Judy Strong-Girl's
struggling hand. Her Mother wrote little, only saying every thing's
well. With a poor education, she had a hard time with writing. She
wondered why her Mother did not ask Alex to help write the letters.

Through college, through the early struggles to get out of that
"right seat", meeting Allen, and on and on through the hijacking
experience to now, Oriel had been so occupied and busy, she
realized not, the passage of time.

Oriel attempted to call her home in south-west Colorado. It was
always an ordeal to go through the procedure of first contacting
the radio-telephone company. The company said Alex's account had
been closed and could not contact his radio. "Does he have a
telephone now?" Oriel wondered. "But why hasn't he called? Maybe
he calls so little, usually writing, he misplaced the number. He's
always misplacing things." Oriel wished she could use ham radio,
but because of the moves and all the changes, she had neither ham
equipment or ham license.

She sent an express letter to home, with a prepaid express return
envelope inside. She informed Alex and Judy Strong-Girl of her
plans to visit. Oriel also wrote a lot about Allen and Mona in her
letter. But it still took a couple weeks for the answer.

The express envelope finally came. Oriel tore it open and read a
short, simple reply from her Mother, Judy. "Will be glad to see
you. Much to tell. Live on Reservation now, ask any one you see for
directions to my apartment."

Oriel wondered about the sparseness of the letter. "MY apartment?
Not 'OUR'? Nah, she just can't write, that's all. Poor gal! I hope
they are not separated... Nah!"



The Airline company gave Oriel and Mona the same three weeks off.
Mona journeyed to Riyadh to stay with her Mother for vacation.

It had been eleven months since the hijacking. Oriel and Allen
traveled to Walsenburg, Colorado by air, then on to her home by
bicycle. Big Oriel, in her usual way, wore a white-lace micro-
skirt... which Allen enjoyed immensely! Taking two nights, camping
by day, they arrived at the little cabin in the morning as the sky
to the east was waxing orange.

They lifted bicycles over a long-locked gate. Cycling down the
driveway, they found it over-grown with desert weeds. The cabin was
deserted looking. Of course, Judy already said they were not there
any more. Oriel merely came this way for the heck of it. The Ute
Indian Reservation lay across the desert as well. Many times Oriel,
Judy and Alex made that trek, sometimes by horse, sometimes
mountain bicycle, even a few times on foot. It was also the
shortest way there and a fun, scenic way.

Oriel tried the door. Locked. She still had the key. Thanks to
desert dryness, the lock was still okay, the key opened it. Oriel
and Allen stepped in. Oriel was stepping into the past. A dead
past. It smelled stuffy. A try of the light switch produced no
light. Allen asked, "I thought you said this place is solar
powered. How come the power company... oh! Of course, NO SUN! Heh-
heh!"
"No, you were right in your first thought, Allen. There is no power
company to turn off the electricity here. We always had electricity
here at night; from batteries kept charged by solar photo-voltaics
during the day. I don't know why there is none now unless the
batteries are dry or have been taken away. In the day there WILL
be electricity. That is, if the photo-voltaics are still here."

There in the corner, covered up with sheets, was that little-used
organ. That was a particular hot spot of bitter and sweet memories.
Oriel drifted back to that time... that day as a girl she already
suspected Daddy was going to get an organ for her birthday. She had
happily gone outside to do some repair work for Dad... remembering
it was SO hot, she striped all her clothes. Not just for the heat,
but for the feeling of freedom nudity gives... and in a few hours
Daddy would be home with a nice new instrument... and then those
DAMNED DEVILS CAME!...
Oriel shook her head to rattle loose and away those memories.
Nearly eighteen years had passed since that terrible day.

All beds were as they were. Made up even. A look at the cupboards
revealed little remaining. Then she remembered something next to
the organ on a desk. She stepped back there to take another look.
"Strange, I wonder why my Dad's... Alex's... computer is still
here?" she wondered aloud.

"What was that you said?"

Allen had been standing silently at the door. This was all new to
him. He had no idea the memories, some bitter, but most sweet,
going through his big Amazon Lady-friend's mind.

"I don't like the looks of this..." Oriel muttered.
"Yeah! No food!"
"Heh-heh! Yeah, you're right about that," Oriel agreed with Allen's
little joke, "but I mean this other stuff. I don't like this at
all. My vision, no letters from Alex's hand, this abandoned home,
Mom's sparse reply, this computer still here... AND the ham set!"

Underneath the table it used to sit upon was Alex's ham gear.

"What the hell... LET'S GO ALLEN!"

With Allen ahead of her, Oriel walked quickly out, closed and
locked the cabin door.

Outside, Oriel and Allen walked their bicycles to the back yard.
Oriel saw the familiar panels whose support structure she was
repairing that terrible day when she stopped to see who was in the
van coming up the driveway... and she discovered the van carried
satan's demons... Oriel shuddered uncontrollably a second.

"What's the matter, Oriel?"
"That's them, see? Those slanted panel-like things. Those are Dad's
solar batteries. They convert the golden light of the sun into
electricity! Quietly, and with no pollution, they provided this
little cabin way out here in the boonies with faithful electricity
for years."
"Golly, a solar powered home! That IS something!"

They hopped on their mountain bicycles and took off across the
desert under an ever brightening sky.

They crested the hill just before the final approach to the
village. They tarried a bit, taking in the fantastic scenery. Allen
has never been out west before. He found the landscape and the fact
he was visiting a real American Indian Reservation plenty exciting.

They then descended. As they braked their bicycles from the speed
of descent as they drew close to the adobe and cliff apartments,
a few dogs came out barking. Small and basically harmless really,
they alert the Indians to White thieves that sneak in sometimes,
intent on stealing Indian pottery and rugs.

With the typical Indian village dog's life being around five to
eight years, Oriel was facing a new generation of the pooches,
born, raised and now replacing their ancestors that knew who Oriel
was when she headed for college.

But of course the Ute Indians with any age on them knew well her
and her trade-mark of late, that teeny skirt. Soo Yan-O asked
directions to the apartment of Judy Strong-Girl and Alex. The
fellow she asked replied in Ute language, "Well, Judy Strong-Girl
lives there. But Alex... well... uh... she'll tell you!"

"Let's go, Allen!"

Oriel walked fast pushing the bicycle. Her long muscle-legs
striding big stretched that teeny skirt to the limit, causing it
to creep up her bulging, rippling thighs. Her crotch was exactly
even with the lower hem of that skirt. Allen had to jog to keep
up.

She arrived at the apartment. Knocked, and sure enough, Judy
Strong-Girl answered. She only wore a light blue micro-skirt of
thin material and no top. Her breasts sagged only a tiny bit from
where they were when Oriel left for college. Judy's face, with
considerably more wrinkles than when Oriel left for college, but
not that many, smiled big. She pulled Oriel in and embraced
tightly. Out from back came a couple tall, striking, good looking
kids, scantily dressed. The children, of course; Oho-Wo-Songwi and
Okuwa-Tsire; conceived of that sexual union between Judy and that
Ute Warrior.

Oriel noticed her Mother's MANNER changed more than anything else;
a bit gabby, and a tad like an old hovering Grand Ma. Also, like
an old lady, she did not notice things out side the immediate
object of her attention. She still had not noticed Allen there. Yet
the two kids were looking Allen up and down with healthy curiosity.
But the sensuous Judy still shined through. Allen's eyes were
feasting on that dark-skinned, all-Indian beauty who still sported
big, firm breasts. 

Finally Judy DID notice Allen. "OH! And this is your sweetie you
wrote about so much in your letters. Kind of like Alex, maybe a
little heavier. That's good, that means he's healthier, stronger.
Judy jostled Allen, to test how solid he felt. She felt the muscles
in his arms, butt and legs. ANOTHER woman feeling him up and
pinching his butt! However, Allen enjoyed being noted for having
a nice body. Judy commented again, "Yes! He'll last you a long
time!"

Oriel thought to herself, "That's a rather peculiar comment to make
of a man... 'he'll last you a long time'... huh!"

Oriel desired to get to the bottom of this. "Okay Mama, so where's
Dad? ... Where's Alex?"

"Where's Dad, AND where's Alex?" Judy repeated.

"Yeah, you know, Alex who I called Dad!"

"Well, strange you should first ask, 'where's Dad' then say
'where's Alex' as if they were two separate people..."
"Come on, I always do that. Where is the one I referred to as
Daddy?"

"First, let me allow you to see Alex..." Judy turned to that tall,
nice looking Ute Indian girl standing there, "Song! Bring out Alex.
If he's sleeping, be careful not to wake him!"
"Okay, Mom"

Oho-Wo-Songwi went to a back room or partition. Oriel thought to
herself, "Oh no! An accident! He's some invalid in a wheel chair!"

But Oho-Wo-Songwi came out with a bundle of blankets with a tiny
baby inside!

"HUH? Now, WHO is THIS!?" asked a wide eyed Oriel.

Judy Strong-Girl took the baby in her arms. "Hmm, well, he's
sleeping now, I wanted you to look into his eyes and see Alex in
there... oh well, later. But this is Alex, the way he is now, a
pure-blood Ute Indian boy. This is what he wanted."

Judy held "Alex" in her arms looking down at him. Oriel noticed a
tear streaming down Judy's cheek. Judy handed the baby to
Oho-Wo-Songwi, "Here, Song. Lay him back down. He's not ready to
get up."

Oho-Wo-Songwi went back there again to return the baby to bed.

"All right, Mama. You better tell me what's going on. What happen
to the grown White man, Alex? My Daddy, the only Daddy I ever knew
and who took care of me as much he could?"

Judy began her reply, "Before you think I'm a aging old biddy who
doesn't know what you mean, or what you are asking, know this: I
knew EXACTLY what you were asking from the start, I just wanted to
soften the shock of the answer. Anyway, Alex is... no more... he
is... his spirit left his unwanted white body and it lays atop the
butte over where we first... (sniffle) had sex... where he first...
(sniffle) called out to me for my Love..." and Judy broke apart,
bowing her head, sobbing.

Oriel slowly sank, taking a chair sighing, "Ohhh..."

Allen stepped up next to his Amazon Lady-friend and rubbed her
back, which was now weighted down with THIS kind of news.

Oho-Wo-Songwi had come back out and sat in a far, dark corner of
the room. The boy Okuwa-Tsire joined her and sat.

Oriel had a hard time believing Alex could just... kick off... she
asked, "But HOW? He was young and strong. An accident? You say his
body is atop the butte over Ghost-Shrimp-Pond?"

"I will tell you, but a few places are hard to believe, and it is
rather involved. I will use English so your sweetie can hear, and
maybe learn any lesson it may give."

Judy Strong-Girl prepared to tell a series of events explaining
Alex's demise and why she calls her baby boy "Alex".

Judy began:
"
You are well aware, you remember when you were here to get your
high school diploma through the G.E.D. program and you wondered
why Alex and I had no children born of my relations with Alex
himself. Well, it continued like that. I searched the house, attic,
underneath, dug up suspicious piles of earth, looked inside his
radios... every thing. But I just could not find the White man
poison-medicine he was using to make him unable to father children.
I KNEW he was taking something. We used no condoms, and he had no
surgery.

We screwed and screwed and screwed each others' hearts out...
nothing! I never got pregnant from him. All the way up to hardly
more than a year ago. Then one day, that big, good looking Warrior
came again, you know, THEIR actual Father...
"
Judy gestured toward the children, Oho-Wo-Songwi and Okuwa-Tsire.
"
Alex had been gone all day. His friend had moved again and Alex
had to move all his computer and modulators and what ever stuff.
Oho-Wo-Songwi and Okuwa-Tsire went with him because they were
curious about Alex's doings and computers, and they just like going
with who they thought was their Daddy.

So I hadn't screwed all day. Then, that day, after dark, the door
opens and I'm expecting Alex, I look, and there HE is, Strong
Eagle, that Warrior after so many years. He STILL looked SO good...
Just like before! Gosh, he was standing there naked with a big 14
inch long, thick, hard as stone cock waving at me! I was naked and
horny and so I just melted! I assumed Alex sent him again. I wanted
to protest, but couldn't. I just let him come in and drill my pussy
with that auger of flesh he had!

OH! It felt so GOOD! Strong Eagle felt so good! You know, after SO
MANY years screwing with the same man, no matter how good, variety
is attractive. I don't know why people can't understand this. Just
like you don't eat the same thing for supper everyday even though
it may be your favorite meal.

Anyway, Strong Eagle offered me that variety. In my arms he felt
so BIG and so STRONG! OH! And he screws me so forcefully! Unlike
Alex who is so delicate, I feel like I can just let it go full
force with Strong Eagle. Strong Eagle picks me up, something Alex
could never do, throws me on the bed then comes down on me and
DRILLS the HELL outa my pussy! OH! That felt SO GOOD! And EXCITING!
.....

Well, ehem! I just... I was his slave that evening. SEVEN TIMES he
gushed his cream in me! FINALLY, he had enough and left. So I laid
on the bed, my body smoldering, filled to over-flowing with his
cream. He had spent my sex drive and so I just passed out, naked
on that bed, on my back where he left me.
"
Oriel commented, "So, I guess that where our newest addition comes
from!?"
"
Yes!
Anyway, Alex must have come home and saw me asleep, so in his usual
considerate way, he was very quiet not to disturb me.

I woke up in the dark of early morning. Just a tiny bit of color
was beginning to spill into the sky to the east. Alex was beside
me, and the children were tucked in on the other end of the cabin
where they always slept, you know, the same bed YOU slept.

And DANG! I don't know WHY my cunt ached and ached... after all
the screwing Strong Eagle did for me, and I was ALREADY SO HORNY!
Like I say, variety is attractive, it helps. Now, having
experienced Strong Eagle's big, strong bunch of muscles over me,
I was ready for my tender Alex once more.

I woke him up, it took some doing. He must have really been sleepy.
But with my body, I finally got him going. And I went to work on
him. With him still groggy, my cunt sucked in his cock, and I got
down on him HARD! I don't know why I was so horny!

And I nearly screwed his brains out! Usually the children sleep
through our screwing, but not this time. The noise of my screwing
woke them up. I was humpin' on Alex, on top of him, I was screaming
and hollering, the bed's feet were bouncing up and down, and I
pulled a number of gushes outa him. I couldn't get enough! My cunt
wouldn't stop burning! He was moaning and groaning extra weak, but
I didn't notice. He pleaded 'my goodness, Judy, go easy'.

Finally, I pulled one more gush outa him. He moaned and convulsed
under me in a way I never seen before. But I didn't take note. My
cunt still burned even though I had come to five orgasms. But after
that last gush, his cock immediately went limp and HE went limp.
That's something else I never saw, but still did not take note.

Well, being small and limp, his cock slipped outa my cunt. I
remained over him for a while, rubbing my cunt on his body. He was
out cold. As I continued to rub my cunt on his body, once I noticed
him shake and wimper, moaning a bit. He sounded like he took a
breath and exhaled for relaxation. I never saw him do quite like
that.

Well, he was just absolutely spent. So I got off from on top of
him, and pulled up a blanket over him and myself to share warmth.
A chilly draft was coming through the window. It felt good to me,
but I knew he was delicate. Despite my aching cunt, I finally
simmered down and fell asleep.

I woke up sometime later and the sun was shining. Oho-Wo-Songwi
and Okuwa-Tsire were outside playing. Alex felt cold, clammy, even
though next to my body, under that sheet. I was beginning to sweat,
it was so hot. The sun was way up and the cabin was warming. I
rubbed my eyes and started to shake Alex to awake, and when I
looked upon him... oh my gosh! That ashen look, that mottled skin,
that, that... Oh! My life ended right there, at least a chapter of
it did... and right away I was 10 years older! Alex was DEAD! Just
plain stone DEAD. Stiff, already! That's what that whimper was! He
had died right there under me and I hadn't the sensitivity to
recognize it! I must have slept two or more hours next to Alex in
death.

I screwed him too hard! He must have had a hard day moving that
stuff, and I don't know to this day why I was so extra horny that
morning. I...
"
"OH COME ON MAMA! Don't blame yourself! You can't FUCK a man to
death!"
"Yes you can!" chimed in Allen.
"Allen!" Oriel whispered next to his ear emphatically, but gently,
"This is no time for jokes... shhh..."
"Sorry!" he whispered.
Oriel nodded her head winking at him, assuring him her love but
conveying the order, "don't tell jokes now".

Oriel continued aloud, "Anyway, there's no way you can convince me
you killed Alex with sex! That's impossible! No! Something else
killed him. I've seen on the news where famous athletes, basket
ball or foot ball stars, just suddenly die. They had an unseen
defect of their heart which suddenly came to the surface. That's
what happened to Alex I think."
"No! It was that damned medicine of his! Oh don't worry, I don't
blame my self much, just that I came on him so hard with such hard
screwin'; that was the trigger. The medicine did the rest!"
"And you never found the medicine..."
"Yes I finally did! It was in his computer monitor. Later, several
days after he... died, when I moved the monitor, I heard something
rattling around inside. I unscrewed the little screws that hold the
back of the monitor on. And there it was! I noted the Doctor's
name. I found the Doctor and when I scolded him for poisoning my
Alex, he told me he warned Alex again and again about the medicine.
He said he stopped subscribing it to him years ago, but Alex got
it through underground sources. Alex was THAT HELL-BENT on NOT
CONCEIVING MIXED BLOOD BABIES!! OH MAN! If ONLY I had thought of
the inside of his MONITOR! I woulda spanked his butt raw!"

Judy Strong-Girl began to come apart again, crying, "But I don't
have him AT ALL to spank or anything..." and continued crying.

Judy Strong-Girl dried tears and described what she did the rest
of the day Alex left her forever...
"
OH MAN! I had to tell them, the children, that there Father was...
gaul-dang! What a horrible thing to happen outa the blue...

All I knew to do is bring them in and let them see and tell them...
it sure made THEIR day!

Alex wanted SO MUCH to be one of us, a Ute Indian, I would at least
place his body on Indian land and more or less, give him a sort of
Indian funeral. I tied his body on a horse and found three other
horses so the children and I could all go. We went to the butte
under which Alex and I first...

OH!...

Well, any way, we climbed it, and I laid his delicate, broken body
there, on his back, atop that high butte. I placed something
soft... (sniffle)... under his head, and covered his eyes... his
blue eyes that were fogged over... OH!
"
Judy broke down crying again.

"Mama, you don't have to go through all the nitty-gritty
details..."
"I MUST! It's important that you know, I wanted him placed and
handled special..."
After a couple more sobs, Judy continued:
"
I covered his eyes so the sun wouldn't glare... my Children and I
prayed to the Great Spirit... I asked that he be reborn as a
full-blood Ute Indian... and we left him there. No embalming, no
box. His body would disintegrate into Ute Indian land. So at least
his ashes could be a part of us...

Nine months later of course I gave birth to that solid little boy
back there. When he came out of me, he lifted his head a couple
times, unusual for a just-born baby. The Ladies helping me with
birth said that indicates he will be very strong and a Warrior-
type.
"
Oriel asked, "You didn't go to a hospital for birth?"
"NO GAUL-DAM WAY IN HELL!!! I birthed him right here! In THIS
apartment!"
"And you named him Alex?"
"No, not right away. I was considering this and that name... until
one night... Oho-Wo-Songwi and Okuwa-Tsire were already asleep, and
I was letting him suck milk from my breasts, he looked at me! A
steady gaze, eye to eye! NEVER in my LIFE have I ever seen a baby
do something like that. I looked into his eyes... and I saw ALEX!
In my very own baby! Alex was reincarnated into my very own baby!
OH I WAS SO HAPPY! Alex got what he wanted! And I had Alex again!
Now he'll be raised as Ute Indian, in a Ute Indian village, with
full blood Ute Indian Sister and Brother and Mother! Just think,
as a lost soul, without a race, culture or people to call his own,
he cried out to me for Love and care, after which all these years
I've had to care for him almost like a Mom does a child. Sometimes
it would look funny, and other people would tease about it behind
my back. But now, it's all perfectly natural. Now Alex REALLY IS
my baby, to care for and raise to a strong Ute Warrior!"

"MOM! I think that highly unlikely! We're talking two
reincarnations in a row. Remember what Lenard Crow Coyote said,
that reincarnation is NOT the normal thing..."
"Look, have YOU ever been, as a physically living person, to where
spirits go, to where these kinds of things occur?"
"Well, no, nobody has..."
"That's just it! Nobody has. And nobody knows for sure WHAT goes
on. Whose to say for sure whether or not Alex was reincarnated
once, twice, or maybe hundreds of times. He may be a
deity-in-training! Maybe that's how deities are trained!"
"That's crazy talk..."
"Is it? Who knows? All I know, is I can, at any time, look into
baby Alex's eyes... AND I SEE HIM! As CLEAR as DAY! I was gonna
let YOU see just then, but he was sleeping."
"Oh Mom, I just can't help but think, in your grief you are seeing
these..."
"Yeah, I thought of that too. You think I'm an old senile granny
imagining all sorts of stuff. Well, let me tell you this: I'm just
as alert as ever... with maybe a few glitches here and there... I
become befuddled easily here lately... and I sometimes feel afraid
for no reason... but my intelligence is still with me and I'm still
one of the strongest people here. Among the few that are stronger
than me is Strong Eagle, the Warrior and Alex's Daddy. And I can
screw Strong Eagle as hard as ever! He comes to me often for that!"

"I'm sure you are intelligent and strong, but, just the idea of
Alex dying under you and his spirit jumping from that body to the
yet-conceiving baby inside of you is so fantastic..."
"It IS fantastic! (Whew!)... Look, I grow weary of this argument.
I need to lie down again. And yeah, that right there is a recent
development. Although I'm stronger than most, I find I have to take
cat-naps often.
I tell you what, when Lenard Crow Coyote comes again, we will have
a special ceremony again, and then you will see! But for now, just
accept the fact, that baby boy back there is the New Alex!"
"Okay Mama! And, yes! I'll look into his eyes later when he's
awake. Maybe I'll see something too. And you're not the ONLY one
that has to lay down, I could use a while stretched out myself."
"Very well, Soo Yan-O. You and Allen lie down on the Children's
beds while breakfast is being prepared. SONG! Prepare breakfast
for us!"
"Yes Mom!" And the statuesque, future Amazon Oho-Wo-Songwi prepared
breakfast for family and guests.



The baby, "Alex", on the bosom of the huge Oriel appeared tiny in
comparison. The baby seemed comfortable and calm in Oriel's arms.
He reached out with tiny hands to approximately where Oriel's
breast nipple is. Anyway, the nipple was highly visible, since it
pushed out such an obvious bump in Oriel's gossamer-thin tank-top.
Judy Strong-Girl laughed, "He's looking for milk! My, he must be
thinking, 'There's GOTTA be GALLONS of wholesome milk in THOSE big
things!' Hah-hah-hah!"

Oriel laughed, "Well, I'm afraid not! As big as they are, so far,
they're just there for guys to ogle! No milk yet!"

The baby could crawl up and ascend Oriel's huge mammaries like they
were hills of a mountain. Finally, Oriel got a chance to look the
baby in the eyes... baby Alex seemed merely curious of Oriel's
curious staring behavior. He looked her back... then began to
giggle.

"Can you see the spirit of Alex?" Judy asked.
"Well... uh... sort of..."
"No, no, Soo Yan-O, you don't have to humor Old Lady Judy! I know
you probably do not see anything unusual, most people don't. It's
just one of those things that only a Mom could see, and even at
that, a Mom whose baby was her beloved man in a life just before,
for so many years."


A couple days later, Allen had the chance to meet none other than
Strong Eagle. Allen was fascinated with the big, muscular Ute
Warrior. And Warrior Strong Eagle was interested in Allen. "You are
much like Alex, but a little heavier." he commented of Allen, TO
Allen.

Allen liked Strong Eagle's voice too. It was deep and resonant,
yet clear of diction with, not fast but certainly not slow, rate
of speech.

Allen replied, "Oh, you know, all of us white guys look alike!"
"Hah-hah-hah! You also have a sense of humor not unlike his! But
really, I could tell you apart. Alex was too skinny, weak. Although
he was strong in a way. He could keep up with me easily on our many
hikes, canoe rides and hunting together. But he could not lift real
big weights. He died from too much powerful love from a strong
woman! But he was a good man. He and I were pals."
"I've heard of this too-powerful-sex-business. I know a good sex
session can really drain a man, but come on... DIE from SEX?"
"You need only experience the action and body of Judy Strong-Girl
once, and then you will understand!"
"Say, have you heard of this theory, that Judy Strong Girl's baby
is Alex, reborn?"
"Yes, I AM well aware! Judy has told me many times. If that is so,
then I am the Father to the same soul who was once my buddy. I have
a hard time believing such a thing, but it might be. I hope it is!
I find myself drawn to the concept of taking Judy, at last, as my
wife. Then I would always be with a woman that accepts my constant
need to fuck... er have sex... others around here think I'm a play-
boy and have to much interest in sex. And I would raise as my son
the one who was once my buddy, possibly my best buddy. You tell me,
have you ever heard of a friend SO close, as to share his woman?"
"Hmm!"



A couple days later, Oriel, Allen, Judy Strong-Girl plus baby and
children, set out for an over-night camping hike. It was Judy
Strong-Girl's idea, after Allen said some general comment about
camping on the desert. Judy intensely wanted to go. "To get away,
to hike and hike and hike, to get into nature will do me good!"

And hike they did, no bicycles, no horses. Just each of their own
two feet. And leg muscles. And scant clothing. As soon as the
village was out of sight and on the other side of some high ground,
they stopped, and off came the entirety of Judy's, Oriel's and
Song's clothes. Then they continued walking.

So, in the company of two grown, naked Amazons and a naked future
Amazon, Okuwa wore only a worn out, thread bare jock-strap, and
Allen, a thong bikini. Judy and Song both insisted the man and boy
strip completely, but Allen patted Okuwa on the back and said, "We
guys got to stick together against this nudity craze!"
"So what are ya, a religious prude?" asked Oriel, always alert to
the signs of religious "prudishness".
"Well, okay, maybe later. I feel chilly now, I better keep this
bikini on!"

Judy laughed, "That's the first I've ever seen of someone dressing
in a bikini for warmth!"



For the rest of that overnight camping hike, none of the three
Ladies would put ANYTHING on their bodies until they came back to
that same high ground just before the village. Allen's eyes AND
CAMERA had a visual feast!



That night, under a bright, near-full moon, Allen assumed they were
all asleep. He hiked to the top of a small butte to overlook the
desert wilderness bathed in pale-bluish moon light.

He sat for a while. Then he noticed a strange warmth from behind
and to the side. He turned and JUMPED, startled, by an unexpected
presence. It could have been a coyote or something. But it was Judy
Strong-Girl! She had come up to Allen's side so silently, just like
a cat stalking. Big, shapely and naked, this full-blood Ute Indian
Amazon next to him was exciting!

"Man! What brings YOU here!? I thought you all were asleep."
"Uh-uh! Nope. I knew you might wander off by yourself. Soo Yan-O
told me you might. I'm here from the suggestion of Strong Eagle
and Soo Yan-O's approval. Strong Eagle said Alex shared me with
him, so now, he will share me with you. NOT THAT HE HAS ANY SAY!
I dam well do as I please! But it's nice to have Strong Eagle's
approval. Oriel is caring for Alex. Here, I bring a bag of
condoms... Alex... the former Alex... would want that... no
mixed-blood babies, you see. I'm yours tonight... if you want me!
And you better decide fast, or I'll just take you!"

And so under that moon light in the desert wilderness, Allen DID
"experience the action and body of Judy Strong-Girl", that some
what aged, weather-beaten but still strong and libidinous Ute
Indian Amazon.



After returning from the camping hike, Allen found Strong Eagle.
They went on a short hike out of the village. Strong Eagle knew
the gist of what Allen was going to talk about before he even began
to say it. With Strong Eagle smiling at him, knowing, Allen said,
"I wanted to thank you for... what you said... uh, or told, you
know, Judy, what to do... that was fun! You're right, she DOES work
out a man! Hard!"
"Hah-hah-hah! NOW do you believe, that if you have a weak heart or
something, that Lady could very well possibly be to much?"
"Yeah, maybe so! She wore me out!"

Allen found he liked hiking and doing things with Strong Eagle as
Alex once did. "Some how, you remind me of my much older brother,
Franky, who died too young several years back. We always went on
hikes and camping trips together. He even had black hair, like
yours!" Allen told Strong Eagle.



Also, after returning from the camping hike, a day or so later,
Oriel told Allen and Mother she wanted to hike alone for a while.

It was late morning. "I'll be back this afternoon." she said.

"But can't at least I come with you?" Allen pleaded.
"Allen," began Judy Strong-Girl, "Your Soo Yan-O needs a while to
herself. She comes here and finds she has lost a Daddy, a friend
and a past. Grant her this time to herself. Song and I will keep
you company and entertained, want we Song!?"
"Yes, Mom! Sure will!" replied Oho-Wo-Songwi, standing tall next
to her seated Mom and lighting the place with Song's pretty smile.



Oriel set out hiking across the desert under the ogling of the Ute
Men's eyes; the 6-foot-6 Amazon wore only a brief white g-string
and no top. The g-string exposed to viewing the entirety of Oriel's
big muscle-butt.

The Ute people of the village are accustomed to what many of them
consider the libidinous and wild manner of behavior and dress of
both Soo Yan-O and her Mother, and now Judy's latest daughter,
Oho-Wo-Songwi. But the big Oriel still captures their fascination
with her magnificent body. Any man, and many women as well, gave
her a good impromptu visual as she passed. And had any of those
men followed, they would have received a further treat; in the
manner of their camping hike before, Oriel stripped down nude as
soon as she cleared sight of the village.



Oriel hiked to the butte under which her Mother and Alex discovered
each other, the result of a plan that Oriel herself concocted for
that very purpose so many years ago. She ascended the butte where
her Mother said she laid Alex to rest. It took some searching. She
found a few of the larger bones of a human skeleton. The rest were
gone. "Scavengers," thought Oriel, "vultures, coyotes and the
like... indeed, Alex's flesh, scattered thin through out the Ute
Indian land..." She noted even Alex's femur, the largest, thickest
bone of any human skeleton, was thin... "It looks so frail..."

After a while, Oriel descended the butte and hiked across the
desert to the cabin. Since Oriel was nude, she had no pockets. She
wore the key on a string around her neck like a pendant. She
unlocked and opened the door.

The early afternoon desert sun was beating down on desert, Oriel's
broad shoulders... and photo-voltaic panels. After entering, the
first thing she did is try a light switch. The bulb lit... indeed
there was electricity during the day-light only. Apparently the
batteries were dry or gone. Right after that, she plugged in and
played the electronic organ. Tears welled up her eyes as she
played, with some halting and lack of fluency, Bach favorites of
both her and her former Father.

Later she tried the water. Yep, the solar-electric powered system
was ready, under that strong desert sun, with normal water
pressure... and hot water too, from the solar-thermal collector.
From the sun, the small house had a nearly complete set of
utilities.

Bottled gas was used for the stove and one floor heater. The gas
bottle had been recharged by a special truck every few weeks. Just
for kicks she tried the stove. It did light; the remaining gas was
still there ever since her Mother moved out, whenever that was. The
deliveries of course long since stopped. The mobile radio phone was
covered with a sheet. The equipment still there of course, but the
mobile radio service long since discontinued.

Oriel found the storage batteries and checked. They were as dry as
the desert itself; no wonder they did not hold a charge.

Oriel lingered quite awhile sifting memories. Finally she began to
leave but stopped, and looked at the organ. She pondered a while...
"ENOUGH OF THIS GAUL-DAMNED BULL-SHIT! Alex wanted me to have this
organ, and by golly to hell, I'M GONNA HAVE IT! I'll get it shipped
to my apartment in New York. I'm bringing THIS little instrument
of music out the dead past, back to the living PRESENT! And while
I'm at it, the HAM RADIO TOO! SHIT in your FACE, death! And SHIT
in the face of those damned church people as well! May they burn
in hell for destroying what could have been so many nice years of
Daddy and I together!"

Oriel began her hike back to the village. She felt good about her
decision to have the organ and ham radio set shipped to her home.

As she walked, Oriel's mind went to work on some date and time
calculations concerning the "new" Alex's birth, the former Alex's
death, and the hijacking. Oriel would have to try to get Judy to
remember what date Alex died. But the time was right:

"Alex died about 6 A.M.  During the hijacking, after I defeated
the hijackers and apparently was crazed by hypo-ventilation, and
saw the vision of the Ute Indian Warrior I kept thinking was Alex,
it was about four in the Afternoon, approximately north of Egypt.
When it's 4 P.M. in Egypt... let's see... it would be... 7 A.M. in
Colorado... yes, YES! It ADDS UP! If Alex died about 6 AM, his
spirit would be released and able to come to me in a vision, AT
THAT TIME... which was 3 P.M. in Egypt... YES! Alex's spirit would
have had plenty of time! Alex's spirit was released, warned me, and
being an American Indian spirit, that's why he looked like one!
...Maybe... And that's why I kept recognizing him as Alex!"

Oriel was excited about that revelation. She continued thinking:

"Now let's see... Mom and Strong Eagle fucked a few hours before,
so the zygote which was to become the so called 'new' Alex was just
forming. Scientists and others argue and argue, no one has come up
with a satisfactory answer as when a new life has a spirit, but
assuming the spirit comes as the zygote is forming, that would add
up too! Alex's spirit came to me at 4 P.M. over the Mediterranean
which was 7 A.M. in Colorado. After that, his spirit MAY HAVE
entered the newly forming zygote, or perhaps later... when ever it
is that a spirit really DOES enter a forming baby... WOW!
FANTASTIC! MAMA COULD VERY WELL BE RIGHT!! I gotta run back and
get Mama to nail down the DATE of Alex's death; and I believe it
matches... and then we'll have a 90 percent or better probability
of what happened! HUH! Alex reincarnated into a Ute Indian baby!
MONDO HEAVY!"

Excited, Oriel broke into an easy going run. Even easy going, for
her that means covering much ground in each stride of her big,
long, muscular legs.



After running steadily and tirelessly for a while, she caught sight
of five figures way off in the distance. Oriel thought nothing of
it, figuring it was some Ute Indians out for some reason. Then she
suddenly remembered she is completely naked! "Oh well, what the
hell! Let 'em see me. Indians should reject the White man's hang-
ups about nudity! I walked out of that village in that g-string
anyway, so now I'm just two or three inches more naked, that's
all!"

After that thought, Oriel blithely continued running toward them.
But as she drew nearer, it became obvious, four of them were buck
naked as well! A fifth was wearing a shawl about his shoulders. And
it turned out, they were none other than Judy Strong-Girl, Strong
Eagle, Oho-Wo-Songwi and Okuwa-Tsire with no clothes! Baby Alex
rode in a papoose on Judy's back. The papoose was the only thing
Judy was "wearing"! And Allen was that fifth one who was wearing
a white thong bikini and a shawl about his shoulders to protect his
light skin from the fierce south-west Colorado sun.

As Oriel approached, Judy called out, "Hey, where are you running
so fast... and dressed like that!?"

Oriel slowed down in front of them, turned and joined them in their
walk. She replied, "What are YOU, and the rest of you all doing out
here... dressed like that!?"

Judy replied, "We're gonna live at the cabin! That's baby Alex's
home! And we can live the way we want with out wearing clothes and
stuff out there. I've been to the cabin several times since Alex...
left us. Gosh, it has electricity and water, all free, from the
sun! Only gas will be the problem, but I think we can afford it!
We also have to buy new batteries. But we'll manage! And Strong
Eagle and I are getting married, with a Ute Indian ceremony of
course! Alex and these two rascals need a Father, and, after all,
Strong Eagle IS their actual Father!"

"THAT is GREAT, MOM! CONGRATULATIONS! And it's about time he
settles down! Strong Eagle has been with just about every woman in
the village! That big cock of his has seen the insides of a lot o'
cunts! Now he'll have one to..."
"Oh no, no, no! It's not gonna be that way. One thing I noticed
during my marriage to the former Alex, is variety of sex keeps
interests high. I've given Strong Eagle his freedom. He can fuck
any woman he wants as long as he does it safely. And I get to fuck
any man. But we Love each other now, and we are each others'
favorite people to fuck! I wanna keep it that way! I don't wanna
have him gettin' board with me!"

Oriel was not to sure about that at first, but understood the
logic. "Well, uh, sure! I guess that'll work! I think I see what
you mean. Just like, if you ate your favorite meal morning, noon
and night, every single day that came, you would get board with
your it. It would no longer be... favorite! Hmm! I hadn't thought
of that one!"

"Yes, if you think about it, what I said IS logical.
Well, anyway, what were you running so fast across the desert for,
Soo?"

"OH! I had some things to tell you about the timing of a thing I
went through and when I had a vision, and when the former Alex died
and baby Alex was conceived and so on. I'm beginning to think for
SURE Alex was reincarnated..."

Oriel told all about the hijacking. She had not told them of the
hijacking before and although they had heard the news, apparently
no one noticed closely. Just another hijacking, something
concerning the White man and their dealings. Apparently censored
or what ever reason, no one noticed Oriel was involved. Few Ute
Indians have a television, and reception in the area is difficult.
Those with televisions watch news sporadically. Judy Strong Girl
has a television but never uses it.

Oriel related to them of her time calculations.

It was exciting for Judy Strong-Girl to hear of Oriel's theory. It
was becoming more and more apparent that baby Alex had the former
Alex's spirit. But it worried Judy about the close call Oriel had
with the hijacking.



They arrived to the cabin. Oho-Wo-Songwi and Okuwa-Tsire were
excited to be back, and Judy Strong-Girl was convinced that is what
that little fellow on her back wanted. "We're gonna bring this
place BACK TO LIFE! There will be happiness here once more!"
proclaimed Judy.

They checked it out. Waning sun meant waning electricity, but they
would manage with candles and gas. They would resume gas
deliveries. Oriel said she would buy the new batteries they needed
for night electricity. They decided it was good enough to live in
right now!

So they decided to bring provisions. Judy and Strong Eagle stayed
at the cabin while Oriel, Oho-Wo-Songwi, Okuwa-Tsire and Allen
trekked back across the desert to come back with provisions on
horse back. That left Strong Eagle and Judy by themselves in that
cabin with the evening fast approaching. Little thought is required
to figure out, what activity occupied Strong Eagle and Judy's time
until Oriel and company returned with the provisions!




                     GENERALLY HAPPY OUTCOME
                 BUT A TOUCH OF SADNESS LINGERS

And so, married, Strong Eagle and Judy Strong-Girl lived with
children, Oho-Wo-Songwi, Okuwa-Tsire and baby Alex in the cabin of
Alex's former life.

Oriel bought new batteries for the house's electrical system, and
a new organ for Oho-Wo-Songwi, who was also showing musical talent.
Oriel shipped the original organ to her apartment in New York. Judy
agreed that was a good arrangement. It made no difference to that
young lady, Oho-Wo-Songwi, WHAT organ she played. In fact, she
liked the brand new one. And the original organ brought back sad
memories for Judy. Also, just as well gone in Judy's mind, was the
ham radio and even the mobile radio-phone, poignant reminders of
her and Alex's former life and the terrible abduction of Oriel.

Oriel told Judy, wait a couple months and Oriel would have
installed, at a cost of 25,000 dollars, a micro-wave earth station
link for telephone service. That was cheaper than the 39,000
dollars the telephone company wanted to bring in a line to the
remote cabin.



                        THE CONFIRMATION

Four years later brings us to around March of 1994. The Peyote Road
Man, Lenard Crow Coyote came to the Ute Indian Reservation and the
village again. When Judy Strong-Girl told Oriel, she snatched three
days off, rented a lear jet and taking Allen AND Mona Bukhari, the
Arab Lady, zoomed out to the Durango, Colorado airport. Then it was
by rental car to the Reservation to join the meetings. It was a big
first for Mona, the Arab Lady.

Oriel told Mona, "Here you will see the REAL Americans! The ones
that in all rights, should be running the country! And you will
see one of the purest religions on this entire planet. Free of
pretentiousness, free of hang-ups, unassuming and non-prejudiced
and nondestructive of cultures, Peyoteism will get you closer to
the REAL GOD and beneficial spirits working under GOD than ANYTHING
else will!"

Mona Bukhari had been struggling with a decision whether or not to
embrace Islam. But after talks with Lenard Crow Coyote, she dropped
Islam and everything else. She was a new "convert" to Peyoteism,
or, as known in some places as "The American Indian Church". Mona
did indeed come away from that experience feeling that she had
really "touched" God.

And Oriel came away with something great too. At that time, March
1994, Alex was an active, robust and energetic little four year old
boy, big for his age. Oho-Wo-Songwi and Okuwa-Tsire had become
great looking teenagers, although some village people objected a
little to their nudity or scant clothing.

In a special Peyote ceremony conducted by Lenard Crow Coyote just
for Judy, Strong Eagle, Oho-Wo-Songwi, Okuwa-Tsire, Oriel and boy
Alex, they along with Lenard learned beyond almost any doubt, the
boy Alex had been reincarnated from the former body of the White
man, Alex.
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