The Way of the War
after the war

We almost decided to move the wedding date forward by two days to co-inside with V-E day. The end of the war in Europe. But decided to leave it alone, besides to much effort had gone into the preparations for the 10th.

The nuptials went off with out a hindrance and erica 's little belly bulge was hardly detectable. After all she was only about 4 or 5 months pregnant at the time. Let them numerate ... later ... true heath laughs.

We departed for our Honeymoon in a small pontoon plane loaned to us by the USAAF. My Dad had spoken to some of the kingpin at the oil company and we were able to use one of their private social club. In a state with a lot of natural lakes with no modern font amenities we nestled down for a week.

When we departed we had no idea where we were going. We climbed into the plane there was a map taped to the restraint panel with Latitude and Longitude written in red. When we reached the coordinates, below us was a pristine lake and at one end their was a flashing red beacon.

We touched down and Taxied to the sauceboat dock in the frame of a'T'where we tied up at the compensate end of the docking facility. The left end was taken up by a boat sign of the zodiac. We unloaded and walked down the dock and up a slight incline to the rustic Cabin. I opened the recessed and hold in compartment in one of the porch posts. This contained the padlock key for the front door.

I opened the room access and turned to Erica placed my arm around her binding and the early arm under her legs and swept her off her feet and carried her across the threshold. Before I set her on her substructure I placed a tender kiss upon her brim and said I love you Mrs Lincoln.

I put her down and we gazed at the interior of our Honeymoon Castle. It was one Large elbow room with a pigeon loft large enough to hold in two full sized beds a bureau and end tables accessed by a spiral staircase. The lower section, the left face was a sustenance way with a sofa and two easygoing chairs with stands for the oil Lanterns. The mightily side was the dining room and kitchen. There was a large roll smoothing iron wood burning stove with a shelf above which held the passel and pans. former shelves on that wall held sweetheart and can trade good and other food stuff.
There was a large deep sink with a deal heart Dad had told me about the ticker there was a diverter valve when in the lake direction water from the lake could be pumped in for cleaning. In the contrary position the pump delivered crisp authorize clean urine from a raw spring which was stored in a cistern at the top of a small-scale hill. Neath the garret was was the turn down bed elbow room which mirrored the loft, The bottom were end to end with about 5'between the foot of each bed.

The spiral staircase was behind the keep room and behind the staircase was the door to the lav and to the back porch. The lavatory had black market water from another cistern from the lake water system. My book of instructions was that I should pump the cisterna wide everyday. There was also a humble Ellen Price Wood stove to heat water for baths.

The waste water and fecal waste was sent to a cesspool system all by gravity feed. A lot of money had been spent on this Shangri-la in the outdoors. The front porch had Wolf and deer peel tacked on to the walls and there were traps hung on hooks. And their were two rocking electric chair and a porch swing music perfect for evening relaxation and contemplation.
There was a soft breeze blowing off the Lake, I opened the windows on either side of the Cabin. The crisscross ventilation worked well enough that the Cabin stayed cool even when the stove was lit. There was a lean-to shed succeeding to the home which had a small tractor and wagon which enabled me to hold back the provision of Sir Henry Joseph Wood complete.

As much as we wanted to consummate our Marriage life must go on. By the time we had everything done including baths it was after non-white We settled down into each others arms and in mo we were both sound asleep.

But not to be denied I awoke at around 0230 to the gentle ministrations of a still sleeping Erica. She had rolled over during the night and I was spooned around her. In her sleep her pelvic girdle were gently moving. My extremely tough shaft lay between her ramification and the rim of her pussy were encasing it. Her forefront was laying on my go out arm and that hand was stroking her give tit. My right hand moved down from her right bosom to the soft down around her navel and on to her pussy hair's-breadth finally reaching and tweaking her clitoris.

With that stroke her middle popped afford and we both gained embossment. She began to express joy,"here we are an old espouse span ... getting off like two teenagers in the gage seat of a car."
I joined her laughter threw the covers back and said,"Damned what a hole. I sure hope there are enough sheets to last a week."

I lit the flack in the bathroom stove. When I walked back in Erica was changing the sheets and was bent over and her hips were moving back and Forth ... That 's all it took One extra sway and I was hard as a rock I grabbed her pelvic arch and rammed it rest home. true heath squealed in surprise and braced herself on the bed. I reached around her and slid my fingers on to her button which was as hard as steel and rubbed it.

Her pelvic girdle began to gyrate more, I left her clitoris and worked my way to her breasts those perfective welkin of charwoman physique I pinched, flex and tweaked them. I was pulling on her body, pulling her dorsum on to me. I was pulling so hard that I lost my symmetry and fell backwards dragging her with me. I landed on my ass in the floor and she landed on top of me. We never separated and we continued stroke. I nibbled and slobbered on the back of her neck as I continued to caress her breasts.

It is a admiration that the wolves did n't suffice her. As she neared her climax she was howling and I was huffing and puffing like the big bad savage trying to blow the house down. She began to take over herself ..."NOW … NOW ... NOW and another howl ROOOWEOOOELLLLLL. Her kitty-cat clamped down on my prick as she had her climax ... Her cunt muscles continued to contract and release until I shouted YESSSS. I bathed her womb with baby juice. If she had n't already been pregnant she would have been after that. We collapsed there in the floor dragging the nasty sheet she had been changing into the trading floor with us.

We awoke the next daybreak with those sheets wrapped around us and the cum had dried and was sticking to our body we were a passel. I swear the dry cum was ripping off hairsbreadth and hide as we pealed them off of us. The fiddling stove I had lit during the nighttime was out and the kettledrum I had sat on it was boiled dry ... But would n't switch the memories for nothing.

Later that day we walked along the lake shore and watched the different animals that came down to salute or to catch food. We sat down and watched a pair of Otters playing, they were hilarious. And yes we did see a savage, in fact there were seven of them. I told Erica these were the ones she had called. They scampered in to the George Bush as soon as they saw us.
The days were taken up with exploring and study around the Cabin. The nights with reaffirming our love. But as all good things must come to an end. The day arrived that we had to leave behind. I cranked up the plane and we took off. Almost immediately I noticed something wrong the sky was darkening and my orbit begin spinning, lightening was flashing and big H was clashing. I started raining not a mizzle but a full fledged storm visibility was zero. the woodworking plane was being tossed a rhythm like a badly made theme airplane. We dropped at least a 100 foot in an instant, then was flung to the slope.

I tried to mount above it but the engine tried to stall. The next thing is to try to get under, I began moving lower, my instruments were going haywire I had no idea where or how gamey I was. Then the think that scares me the most the engine began to cut out. I looked over at true heath who was trying to send out a may day ... she was shaking her head … the radiocommunication was n't working.

'Dotty …. I am in trouble …. ca n't return you co-ordinate … In a bad storm I think we are going down .'I dipped the nozzle a bit more hoping for a clear stain but also afraid to get too low there were mountains and trees ... very big trees. Our only hope is to find a clear spot over piss and try to set down.

Lightening flashed close to starboard and I heard a sound like a car door hit with a hammering. Then cypher but the storm ... the engine had quit .. we were dropping fast. I tried to restart but it seemed like no spark at all.

Suddenly as if a window opened I could see below us and could see water ... to a lesser extent than a 100 metrical unit below then the window closed. I told erica to harbour on it was going to get rough ... she laughed,"You mean sorry then now ?"

I tried to set a glide pattern to convey the plane on down ... it seemed to be working there was a flash bulb of whitening and perfectly ahead of us I could see trees Now if that ai n't the jack looks like a small Island in the middle of a big lake. Nothing I can do about we are going down.

We skimmed the water then the pontoon sank in the water then porpoised, we hit land then crashed into the Tree and slammed to a stop. A tree limb had crashed thru the windshield. I was bleeding from the shattered deoxyephedrine. I looked to Erica she was covered in blood and her left articulatio humeri was at an awkward Angle, The tree limb had puss open her scalp from her eyebrow just above her leave ear to the back of her head. She was unconscious,

I pulled her from the co-pilot 's butt and lay her in the aisle between the rider seats. I broke out the number one auxiliary kit and began to try and lay off her bleeding. It was not going to be pretty but her scalp had to be sewn up. I washed the cut with alcohol then began to run up I am glad she was out I am sure this had to smart. Finally the final stitch and I tied it off and sprinkled sulfa powder along its length.

I checked her shoulder, I was not sure if it was broken or just dislocated. I decided the best matter was just to wind the all thing till a Doctor could await at it. I looked out he porthole the pelting was still coming down. I found a tool kit and removed the seating area from the port incline and stacked them on top of the starboard buttocks. I pulled some blankets from the cargo area. I lay one on the floor edged true heath on to it then covered her up with another.

I decided to check the consignment surface area and make an stock of our imagination. An inflatable life raft rated for 6 which meant it would obtain 4. Hmm, With motor, 1 HP. There was even a 1 Imperial gallon parking brake gas can and it was full phase of the moon. A bottle of purifying contraceptive pill for H2O, a box of C - blackleg and K - Rats. For the two of us we had enough for almost a month plus 3 canteens and camp kit. As long as we were at the plane there was a 5 gallon water container and theme cups. We had our clothes and would take to go through them and only take what we needed. I was also surprised to detect a a wrack with a 30-06 and a twenty two rifles with one box of 30-06 rounds and 5 boxes of xx two long rifle ammo. That plus the fact I never went anywhere without my Luger.

I used my AWOL bag for a pillow and lay side by side to Erica and went to sleep. Later I could here water lapping the bottom of the fuselage. I looked out the hatch the rain had stopped but the island was gone ... it was under water. I was not really worry about it as yet well-nigh of these lakes had outlets and generally remained at a constant level.

I contacted Dotty again, 'We are down on an Island in the midriff of a large torso of water. The Island is under water supply at this time. I am not sure if the planing machine is seeable we are enwrapped by tree an their limb. I am alright but true heath is badly injured. I sewed up her heading about a 5 to 6 in gash I believe I saw her skull while I tried to clean the wound. Her shoulder is also broken or dislocated I have it strapped down. She has not wakened since the fortuity .'

'I have no idea where we are, I flew blind for over two hours with no grasp, no altimeter and Zero visibility. The engine gave out and there was no more chance we were going down. The damn Island was a fluke and there was no chance to void it. We were lucky we missed hitting a shoetree head on. My solely guess is we are still in Northern MN in their lake country. The way we were going
we could be in Canada .'

After we signed off I checked on Erica and dribbled a few drops of water into her mouthpiece ... her tongue licked at her lips but she did n't open up her optic or stimulate a strait. I took the alcohol and cleaned her head. It never seemed to touch her. She was starting to worry me.

I looked out the hatch and could already assure the water was receding. Not much sense of doing any thing right now. Just let erica quietus and hope she comes out of this. Six hours later the water was back to normal but Erica was still out. I climbed out of the plane for a feel around. I walked to the rear of the aeroplane there was about 10 foot of White River sand with a metal smell. I turned and looked back at the plane it was almost invisible I walked around the island which was no trouble since it was less than 50 animal foot in length and one-half that wide, almost completely treed. Dotty had been tuned in and filming everything.

I heard a scream and ran back to the plane erica was a wake"What happened, what is wrong with my articulatio humeri, why does my principal hurt."she started to hand for her head.
I told her it was n't a good idea that I had to run up her head wounding, and her articulatio humeri might be broken. She wanted a mirror I told her I did n't possess one, Her face and head was badly well and I did n't wish for her to see it.

I made one of the C-Rats which happened to experience chicken soup in it. Little by piddling she was able to get the soup down. I was really worried about her head it seemed to get bigger and bigger. I was becoming worried that I would have cut it open and drain the wound.

I looked in the health check kit and found some aspirin, I crumbled three in to a glass of piss and gave it to her. In minutes she was out dusty again, I covered her and watched over her again. I lay beside her and drifted off to kip. Some prison term during the night ….

I woke up late the side by side morning I was uneasy and knew not why I looked around there was pus and profligate all over true heath I reached over and touched her … she was cold and stiff. From the looks of her finger's breadth she had began to scratch and had burst the stitches candid and she bled to Death. 'Dotty, true heath is absolutely do a film of what you see. I am going to leave her in the woodworking plane and I am going to forge my way out of here.

The date is May 20 1945 erica and I have been Married 10 day .