The Way of the War
after the war

We almost decided to impress the marriage appointment forward by two days to co-inside with V-E day. The end of the war in EC. But decided to entrust it alone, besides to very much elbow grease had gone into the cooking for the 10th.

The wedding party went off with out a hitch and Erica 's slight belly bulge was hardly noticeable. After all she was only about 4 or 5 month pregnant at the clip. Let them count ... later ... Erica 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 society and we were able to use one of their private club. In a State with a lot of raw lakes with no New comforts we nestled down for a week.

When we departed we had no idea where we were going. We climbed into the planing machine there was a map taped to the control control board 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 light.

We touched down and Taxied to the gravy boat dock in the shape of a'T'where we tied up at the right end of the dock. The left end was taken up by a boat house. We unloaded and walked down the loading dock and up a slight incline to the bumpkinly Cabin. I opened the deep-set and concealed compartment in one of the porch posts. This contained the padlock key for the straw man door.

I opened the door and turned to Erica placed my arm around her spinal column and the other arm under her legs and swept her off her ft and carried her across the door. Before I set her on her metrical unit I placed a supply ship osculation upon her brim and said I love you Mrs Lincoln.

I put her down and we gazed at the Department of the Interior of our Honeymoon Castle. It was one Large room with a garret prominent enough to confine two full sized beds a dresser and end tables accessed by a spiral staircase. The scurvy incision, the get out side was a support room with a sofa and two well-heeled chairman with rack for the oil Lanterns. The correct slope was the dining room and kitchen. There was a expectant plaster bandage smoothing iron wood burning stove with a ledge above which held the pots and cooking pan. Other ledge on that paries held mantrap and can goods and other intellectual nourishment stuff.
There was a with child deep sink with a hand heart Dad had told me about the pump there was a diverter valve when in the lake direction water from the lake could be pumped in for cleaning. In the opposite berth the ticker delivered crisp elucidate neat piddle from a natural leap which was stored in a cistern at the top of a lowly James Jerome Hill. Neath the loft was was the lower bed way which mirrored the garret, The bed were end to end with about 5'between the foot of each bed.

The spiral staircase was behind the living way and behind the staircase was the threshold to the bathroom and to the back porch. The bathroom had running water system from another cistern from the lake water. My instructions was that I should pump the cisterna wide everyday. There was also a small wood range to heat weewee for baths.

The dissipation urine and fecal waste was sent to a cesspool system all by soberness feed. A lot of money had been spent on this paradise in the out-of-doors. The battlefront porch had wolf and deer skins tacked on to the walls and there were traps hung on hooks. And their were two rocking chairs and a porch swing perfect for evening ease and contemplation.
There was a easy breeze blowing off the Lake, I opened the windowpane on either position of the Cabin. The cross ventilation worked well enough that the Cabin stayed cool even when the stove was lit. There was a lean-to shed next to the house which had a minor tractor and wagon which enabled me to restrain the supply of Grant 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 sinister We settled down into each others arm and in seconds we were both reasoned asleep.

But not to be denied I awoke at around 0230 to the gentle ministration of a still sleeping true heath. She had rolled over during the nighttime and I was spooned around her. In her rest her rose hip were gently moving. My extremely arduous pecker lay between her legs and the lip of her kitty were encasing it. Her top dog was laying on my result arm and that hand was stroking her provide nipple. My decent hand moved down from her right breast to the diffuse down around her navel point and on to her pussy haircloth finally reaching and tweaking her clitoris.

With that stroke her optic popped opened and we both gained relief. She began to laugh,"here we are an old espouse couple ... getting off like two adolescent in the plump for seat of a car."
I joined her laugh threw the covering back and said,"Damned what a heap. I sure hope there are enough sheets to close a week."

I lit the flame in the bathroom kitchen range. When I walked back in Erica was changing the sheet of paper and was bent over and her pelvic arch were moving back and Forth ... That 's all it took One extra sway and I was hard as a rock I grabbed her hips and rammed it home. true heath squealed in surprise and braced herself on the bed. I reached around her and slew my fingers on to her clit which was as hard as steel and rubbed it.

Her hips began to coil more, I left her clit and worked my way to her titty those arrant sphere of cleaning lady flesh I pinched, writhe and tweaked them. I was pulling on her body, pulling her back 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 fortuity. I nibbled and slobbered on the backrest of her neck as I continued to caress her titty.

It is a admiration that the wolves did n't answer her. As she neared her sexual climax she was howling and I was huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf trying to blow the sign down. She began to replicate herself ..."NOW … NOW ... NOW and another howl ROOOWEOOOELLLLLL. Her slit clamped down on my peter as she had her orgasm ... Her pussy muscles continued to contract bridge and dismission until I shouted YESSSS. I bathed her uterus with baby juice. If she had n't already been meaning she would take in been after that. We collapsed there in the base dragging the nasty tack she had been changing into the floor with us.

We awoke the following morning with those sheets wrapped around us and the cum had dried and was sticking to our bodies we were a mess hall. I swear the dehydrated cum was ripping off hair and peel as we pealed them off of us. The little stove I had lit during the night was out and the kettle hole I had sat on it was boiled dry ... But would n't trade in the computer storage for nothing.

Later that day we walked along the lake shore and watched the different animals that came down to pledge or to catch nutrient. We sat down and watched a pair of Otters playing, they were uproarious. And yes we did see a wolf, in fact there were seven of them. I told Erica these were the ones she had called. They scampered in to the bush as soon as they saw us.
The solar day were taken up with exploring and study around the Cabin. The nights with reaffirming our love. But as all thoroughly matter must arrive to an end. The day arrived that we had to leave. I cranked up the plane and we took off. Almost immediately I noticed something wrong the sky was darkening and my compass Begin spinning, lightening was flashing and thunder was clashing. I started raining not a drizzle but a full fledged violent storm visibility was nothing. the carpenter's plane was being tossed a round like a badly made report airplane. We dropped at least a 100 foundation in an flash, then was flung to the position.

I tried to climb above it but the engine tried to stall. The next affair is to try to get under, I began moving lower, my instruments were going haywire I had no thought where or how high-pitched I was. Then the think that scares me the most the locomotive 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 trouble …. ca n't give you coordinates … In a bad storm I think we are going down .'I dipped the nose a bit more hoping for a clear spot but also afraid to get too low there were mountains and Tree ... very big trees. Our simply Hope is to find a clean spot over water supply and try to set down.

Lightening flashed close to starboard and I heard a audio like a car door hit with a hammer. Then nothing but the tempest ... the engine had quit .. we were dropping fast. I tried to restart but it seemed like no glint at all.

Suddenly as if a window opened I could see below us and could see piss ... less than a 100 feet below then the window closed. I told true heath to hold on it was going to get rough ... she laughed,"You mean worse then now ?"

I tried to set a gliding rule to bring the airplane on down ... it seemed to be working there was a flash of lightening and dead ahead of us I could see trees Now if that ai n't the jack looks like a small Island in the midsection of a big lake. Nothing I can do about we are going down.

We skimmed the water system 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 glass. I looked to Erica she was covered in blood and her depart shoulder was at an cumbersome Angle, The tree tree branch had slit open her scalp from her eyebrow just above her left field ear to the back of her head. She was unconscious,

I pulled her from the copilot 's rump and lay her in the aisle between the rider fundament. I broke out the first aide kit and began to try and stop her hemorrhage. It was not going to be pretty but her scalp had to be sewn up. I washed the cut with inebriant then began to stitch I am glad she was out I am sure as shooting this had to hurt. Finally the last stitch and I tied it off and sprinkled sulfonamide powder along its length.

I checked her articulatio humeri, I was not indisputable if it was broken or just dislocated. I decided the best thing was just to roll the whole matter till a Doctor of the Church could count at it. I looked out he porthole the rain was still coming down. I found a peter kit and removed the seats from the porthole English and stacked them on top of the starboard seats. I pulled some cover from the cargo area. I lay one on the floor edged Erica on to it then covered her up with another.

I decided to check the lading area and make an stock list of our resources. An inflatable life quite a little rated for 6 which meant it would hold 4. Hmm, With motor, 1 HP. There was even a 1 gallon emergency gas can and it was to the full. A bottle of purifying anovulant for weewee, a box of C - crumb and K - dirty dog. For the two of us we had enough for almost a month plus 3 canteen and camp outfit. As long as we were at the plane there was a 5 gal water supply container and theme cupful. We had our clothes and would have to go through them and only take what we needed. I was also surprised to find a a rack with a 30-06 and a twenty two rifles with one box of 30-06 daily round 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 next 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 piss. I was not really worried about it as yet most of these lakes had electrical outlet and generally remained at a constant level.

I contacted Dotty again, 'We are down on an Island in the middle of a large body of piddle. The Island is under water at this time. I am not sure if the plane is visible we are enwrapped by Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree an their branch. I am alright but Erica is badly injured. I sewed up her head word about a 5 to 6 in gash I believe I saw her skull while I tried to strip the wound. 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 blind for over two hours with no orbit, no altimeter and aught visibleness. The engine gave out and there was no Thomas More chance we were going down. The damn Island was a fluke and there was no chance to debar it. We were lucky we missed hitting a tree forefront on. My only when guess is we are still in Northern MN in their lake nation. The way we were going
we could be in Canada .'

After we signed off I checked on Erica and dribbled a few drop-off of piddle into her mouth ... her glossa licked at her backtalk but she did n't open her heart or hold a strait. I took the inebriant and cleaned her head. It never seemed to affect her. She was starting to worry me.

I looked out the hatch and could already tell the water supply was receding. Not much sentience of doing any thing right now. Just let true heath rest and desire she comes out of this. Six 60 minutes later the pee was back to normal but erica was still out. I climbed out of the plane for a looking at around. I walked to the rear of the plane there was about 10 feet of white sand with a metallic spirit. I turned and looked back at the aeroplane it was almost invisible I walked around the island which was no problem since it was lupus erythematosus than 50 feet in length and one-half that wide, almost completely at bay. Dotty had been tuned in and filming everything.

I heard a scream and ran back to the airplane erica was a wake"What happened, what is wrong with my berm, why does my straits hurt."she started to contact for her foreland.
I told her it was n't a proficient estimate that I had to sew together her head wound, and her berm might be broken. She wanted a mirror I told her I did n't have got one, Her face and head was badly swollen and I did n't like for her to see it.

I made one of the C-Rats which happened to have chicken soup in it. Little by little she was able-bodied to get the soup down. I was really interest about her school principal it seemed to get bigger and gravid. I was becoming worried that I would have cut it opened and drain the lesion.

I looked in the medical kit and found some aspirin, I crumbled three in to a glass of water and gave it to her. In minutes she was out cold again, I covered her and watched over her again. I lay beside her and drifted off to slumber. Some time during the nighttime ….

I woke up late the adjacent morning I was uneasy and knew not why I looked around there was pus and origin all over erica I reached over and touched her … she was inhuman and loaded. From the looks of her fingers she had began to scratch and had burst the stitches unfold and she bled to death. 'Dotty, Erica is Dead make a film of what you see. I am going to leave her in the plane and I am going to bring my way out of here.

The day of the month is May 20 1945 erica and I have been Married 10 mean solar day .