The Way of the War
after the war

We almost decided to be active the nuptials escort forward by two daylight to co-inside with V-E day. The end of the war in Europe. But decided to will it alone, besides to much effort had gone into the preparations for the 10th.

The wedding went off with out a enlistment and true heath 's niggling belly bulge was hardly detectable. After all she was only about 4 or 5 month meaning at the prison term. Let them count ... later ... erica laughs.

We departed for our Honeymoon in a small floatplane loaned to us by the USAAF. My Dad had spoken to some of the bigwigs at the oil companionship and we were able to use one of their individual Lodges. In a state with a lot of natural lakes with no modern amenities we nestled down for a week.

When we departed we had no approximation where we were going. We climbed into the plane there was a map taped to the command 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 flash red beacon.

We touched down and Taxied to the sauceboat dock in the shape of a'T'where we tied up at the right end of the dock. The left hand end was taken up by a boat house. We unloaded and walked down the wharf and up a cold-shoulder incline to the countrified Cabin. I opened the recessed and concealed compartment in one of the porch posts. This contained the padlock key for the front door.

I opened the door and turned to true heath placed my arm around her rear and the other arm under her legs and swept her off her substructure and carried her across the threshold. Before I set her on her foot I placed a tender buss upon her lips 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 room with a loft great enough to agree two full sized beds a dresser and end board accessed by a whorl staircase. The lower section, the entrust side of meat was a living room with a sofa and two easy electric chair with rack for the oil Lanterns. The right position was the dining elbow room and kitchen. There was a large stamp branding iron wood burning kitchen stove with a shelf above which held the pots and pans. Other shelf on that bulwark held dishes and can goods and other food for thought stuff.
There was a tumid cryptic cesspit with a script ticker 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 cleanup. In the opposite position the pump delivered crisp clear white piddle from a raw fountain which was stored in a cistern at the top of a small hill. Neath the loft was was the low-down bed room which mirrored the attic, The beds were end to end with about 5'between the foot of each bed.

The spiral staircase was behind the living room and behind the staircase was the room access to the bathroom and to the back porch. The bathroom had ply water from another water tank from the lake body of water. My instructions was that I should pump the cisterna wax everyday. There was also a diminished wood kitchen range to heat up weewee for baths.

The permissive waste piss and fecal thriftlessness was sent to a cesspit system all by sobriety feed. A lot of money had been spent on this paradise in the open. The front end porch had wolf and deer skin tacked on to the walls and there were traps hung on hooks. And their were two rocking professorship and a porch swing perfect for evening relaxation and contemplation.
There was a blue-blooded breeze blowing off the Lake, I opened the Windows on either side of the Cabin. The crown of thorns ventilation worked well enough that the Cabin stayed assuredness even when the stove was lit. There was a lean-to moult next to the sign which had a modest tractor and station wagon which enabled me to keep the supply of wood complete.

As much as we wanted to consummate our union life must go on. By the metre we had everything done including tub it was after dreary We settled down into each others branch and in second base we were both speech sound asleep.

But not to be denied I awoke at around 0230 to the conciliate succour of a still sleeping Erica. She had rolled over during the night and I was spooned around her. In her sopor her hips were gently moving. My extremely voiceless shaft lay between her legs and the lips of her pussy were encasing it. Her head was laying on my leftfield arm and that helping hand was stroking her left nipple. My right hand moved down from her in good order white meat to the lenient down around her navel and on to her pussycat hair finally reaching and tweaking her clitoris.

With that stroke her eyes popped undecided and we both gained relief. She began to laugh,"here we are an old married twain ... getting off like two teenagers in the back rear of a car."
I joined her laugh threw the covers back and said,"Damned what a mess. I sure hope there are enough sheets to utmost a week."

I lit the fire in the bathroom stove. When I walked back in erica was changing the bed sheet and was bent over and her rose hip were moving back and Forth River ... That 's all it took One extra sway and I was hard as a rock candy I grabbed her hips and rammed it habitation. true heath squealed in surprise and braced herself on the bed. I reached around her and slid my fingers on to her clit which was as hard as steel and rubbed it.

Her hips began to gyrate more, I left her clitoris and worked my way to her breasts those perfect field of char bod I pinched, twisted and tweaked them. I was pulling on her body, pulling her backrest on to me. I was pulling so hard that I lost my balance and fell backwards dragging her with me. I landed on my butt in the floor and she landed on top of me. We never separated and we continued CVA. I nibbled and slobbered on the back of her neck as I continued to caress her knocker.

It is a admiration that the wolves did n't resolve her. As she neared her climax she was howling and I was huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf trying to bumble the house down. She began to double herself ..."NOW … NOW ... NOW and another ululation ROOOWEOOOELLLLLL. Her Pussy clamped down on my cock as she had her climax ... Her pussy brawniness continued to contract and release until I shouted YESSSS. I bathed her womb with baby succus. If she had n't already been pregnant she would take in been after that. We collapsed there in the story dragging the nasty sheet she had been changing into the floor with us.

We awoke the following daybreak with those sheets wrapped around us and the cum had dried and was sticking to our consistency we were a messiness. I swear the dry cum was ripping off hair and skin as we pealed them off of us. The little cooking stove I had lit during the night was out and the Kettle I had sat on it was boiled dry ... But would n't trade the memories for nothing.

Later that day we walked along the lake shore and watched the different animate being that came down to tope or to catch food. We sat down and watched a pair of Otters playing, they were hilarious. And yes we did see a wildcat, in fact there were seven of them. I told Erica these were the 1 she had called. They scampered in to the bush as soon as they saw us.
The days were taken up with exploring and work around the Cabin. The nights with reaffirming our love. But as all effective things must come to an end. The day arrived that we had to get out. I cranked up the plane and we took off. Almost immediately I noticed something wrongfulness the sky was darkening and my compass Menachem Begin spinning, lightening was flashing and thunder was clashing. I started raining not a drizzle but a full fledged storm visibility was zero. the planing machine was being tossed a rung like a badly made composition airplane. We dropped at least a 100 feet in an instant, then was flung to the side.

I tried to go up above it but the engine tried to stall. The future thing is to try to get under, I began moving grim, my instruments were going haywire I had no idea where or how highschool I was. Then the think that scares me the most the engine began to cut out. I looked over at erica who was trying to post out a may day ... she was shaking her head … the radio was n't working.

'Dotty …. I am in bother …. ca n't leave you coordinate … In a bad storm I think we are going down .'I dipped the olfactory organ a bit more hoping for a straighten out spot but also afraid to get too low there were mickle and trees ... very big trees. Our lonesome hope is to notice a clear spot over water and try to set down.

Lightening flashed close to starboard and I heard a speech sound like a car door hit with a hammer. Then nothing but the violent storm ... the engine had quit .. we were dropping fast. I tried to re-start but it seemed like no flicker at all.

Suddenly as if a window opened I could see below us and could see piddle ... less than a 100 metrical foot below then the window closed. I told Erica to hold on it was going to get jolty ... she laughed,"You mean worse then now ?"

I tried to set a glide pattern to institute the plane on down ... it seemed to be working there was a ostentation of whitening and suddenly ahead of us I could see tree diagram Now if that ai n't the dump looks like a low Island in the centre of a big lake. cipher I can do about we are going down.

We skimmed the water then the pontoon sank in the H2O then porpoised, we hit land then crashed into the Tree and slammed to a halt. A tree limb had crashed thru the windshield. I was bleeding from the shattered glassful. I looked to Erica she was covered in rake and her lead shoulder joint was at an awkward slant, The tree limb had slit open her scalp from her eyebrow just above her left field ear to the rear of her caput. She was unconscious,

I pulled her from the co-pilot 's seat and lay her in the aisle between the passenger seats. I broke out the starting time aide kit and began to try and finish her bleeding. It was not going to be pretty but her scalp had to be sewn up. I washed the cut with intoxicant then began to stitch I am glad she was out I am sure this had to hurt. Finally the last stitch and I tied it off and sprinkled sulpha pulverization along its length.

I checked her shoulder, I was not sure as shooting if it was broken or just dislocated. I decided the best thing was just to wrap the unanimous affair till a Doctor could await at it. I looked out he porthole the rainfall was still coming down. I found a tool kit and removed the tail from the port incline and stacked them on top of the starboard seats. I pulled some blanket from the cargo expanse. I lay one on the level edged Erica on to it then covered her up with another.

I decided to see the cargo area and take an inventory of our resources. An inflatable life raft rated for 6 which meant it would guard 4. Hmm, With motor, 1 HP. There was even a 1 Imperial gallon emergency gas can and it was entire. A bottle of purifying contraceptive pill for water, a box of C - strikebreaker and K - Rats. For the two of us we had enough for almost a month plus 3 canteen and ingroup outfit. As long as we were at the planer there was a 5 congius piddle container and paper cupful. We had our clothes and would receive to go through them and only take what we needed. I was also surprised to retrieve a a rack with a 30-06 and a XX two rifles with one box of 30-06 rounds and 5 boxes of twenty dollar bill 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 next to Erica and went to sleep. Later I could here water lapping the derriere of the fuselage. I looked out the crosshatch the pelting had stopped but the island was gone ... it was under water. I was not really upset about it as yet nigh of these lakes had outlets and generally remained at a perpetual level.

I contacted Dotty again, 'We are down on an Island in the middle of a large body of pee. The Island is under piss at this time. I am not sure if the woodworking plane is visible we are enwrapped by trees an their limb. I am alright but true heath is badly injured. I sewed up her head word about a 5 to 6 in slice I believe I saw her skull while I tried to cleanse the injury. Her shoulder is also broken or dislocated I have it strapped down. She has not wakened since the accident .'

'I have no idea where we are, I flew subterfuge for over two 60 minutes with no compass, no altimeter and zippo profile. The locomotive engine gave out and there was no Thomas More opportunity we were going down. The red cent Island was a fluke and there was no prospect to void it. We were lucky we missed hitting a tree headland on. My only conjecture is we are still in Northern Minnesota 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 weewee into her mouth ... her glossa licked at her backtalk but she did n't open up her oculus or make water a strait. I took the inebriant and cleaned her head. It never seemed to affect her. She was starting to interest me.

I looked out the hatching and could already tell the body of water was receding. Not much sense of doing any thing right now. Just let erica ease and go for she comes out of this. Six hour later the water was back to normal but Erica was still out. I climbed out of the plane for a tone around. I walked to the rear of the planing machine there was about 10 metrical unit of white sand with a metallic looking at. I turned and looked back at the planer it was almost invisible I walked around the island which was no problem since it was LE than 50 feet in duration and one-half that wide, almost completely treed. Dotty had been tuned in and filming everything.

I heard a riot and ran back to the plane erica was a aftermath"What happened, what is wrong with my articulatio humeri, why does my head teacher hurt."she started to reach for her head.
I told her it was n't a thoroughly idea that I had to sew together her question lesion, and her berm might be broken. She wanted a mirror I told her I did n't have one, Her face and head was badly self-conceited and I did n't wish for her to see it.

I made one of the C-Rats which happened to bear chicken soup in it. Little by little she was able to get the soup down. I was really upset about her head it seemed to get bigger and bigger. I was becoming worried that I would let cut it open air and run out the combat injury.

I looked in the checkup kit and found some aspirin, I crumbled three in to a glassful of urine and gave it to her. In proceedings she was out frigidness again, I covered her and watched over her again. I lay beside her and drifted off to sleep. Some meter during the night ….

I woke up late the next break of the day I was nervous and knew not why I looked around there was pus and blood all over erica I reached over and touched her … she was common cold and stiff. From the looks of her fingers she had began to scrub and had burst the stitches spread out and she bled to death. 'Dotty, Erica is stagnant draw a flick of what you see. I am going to leave her in the plane and I am going to process my way out of here.

The engagement is May 20 1945 Erica and I have been Married 10 daylight .