furiously for Maxine, but she was just beyond his reach. He saw
the look of horror on her pretty face. Maxine knew she was
doomed. Brilliante recovered quickly, turned to make sure the
small pony was safe; then, the big winged horse started a dive for
Maxine, but Monty knew he would never reach her in time. The big
animal was sweating profusely from carrying two passengers and from the
trauma of the incident. Monty rubbed his hands in the animal’s
perspiration and rubbed it over his chest. He managed to come to
his knees on the back of Brilliante, then in one fluid moment stood and
used the horse’s strong body as a launching pad to propel himself
toward the figure of Maxine that was growing smaller with each passing
second. Brilliante was startled to see Monty sail over his head
and disappear. Monty blinked
himself into the transport dimension where time, as we know it, stood
still. He quickly grew a beautiful set of wings from the genetic
information his body absorbed from Brilliante’s perspiration.
Monty tried them several times, and when he was satisfied, blinked
himself from the separate dimension. He folded his new wings
behind him like a hawk going for a prey from hundreds of feet in the
air. Faster than a speeding bullet Monty's heavier body caught up
gently scooped her up into his arms, and held her to his
breast-bone. Less than fifty feet above the ground, Monty
unfolded his enormous wings and sailed gracefully over the heads of the
and the land of strange and wonderful creatures with his beloved
his newly adopted little sister in his arms.
There was stark
silence from all corners. It took a moment for everyone to
realize what happened. It was like a giant man-bird creature came
out of nowhere and swooped down to prey upon the fallen pup. When
they realized Maxine was being rescued and not eaten, there were gasps
from all quarters. Great cheers went up from
everywhere. The mammoths and mastodons were trumpeting their
amazement. There was mass hysteria on the floor of the savanna
for what they were witnessing. They saw a handsome, naked man
with a huge set of white wings sailing over their heads, and gaining
altitude with every pass around the enormous basin. After an
initial period of flapping his wings to gain speed, Monty began sailing
the updrafts to gain altitude. It had all the hallmarks of a
death defying circus act that left everyone breathless with its boldly
daring presumptuousness and audaciously skillful execution.
Maxine kept her
eyes tightly closed, but took a deep breath to see if she could
determine who or what caught her. She breathed a sigh of
relief. It was unmistakably the delicious fragrance of her big
brother Monty who had a strong lingering scent of her friend
Brilliante. She slowly opened her eyes and looked into the
absorbed but smiling face of her hero. When she realized she was
out of danger, Maxine began whimpering and licking the salt from the
nervous sweat on Monty’s pectoral muscles as he pumped his big wings a
few times to gain more speed. She knew she was safe in Monty’s
arms. Her big brother came to her rescue. Monty was her
savior. He smiled at her and comforted her.
all right now. I got chu,’ pretty lady.” Monty soothed her fears.
“Oh, Monty, I
knew you’d come for me. I knew you’d save me. I jes’ knew
it. A picture flashed through my mind. I saw a naked angel
flying to my rescue. A voice told me not to give up, not to
despair. I thought it was only after death, people see
angels. I’s told there ain’t no heaven for dogs so I’s surprised
to see an angel a’ come’n after me. You swung mighty low, my
charioteer. You risked your life to save me. I didn’t
realize it would be you. You look jes’ like an angel. You
are an angel, Monty, my angel. I love you so much.” she whimpered
“I love you,
too, little sister. Who told you dogs don’t go to heaven?
That’s pure bullshit! I wouldn’t wanna’ go to no heaven what
let you in. Forget that nonsense. That’s jes’ some crazy
person’s idea of what they think heaven should be; a place reserved
only for them and folks like them who hate the same things they
do. That ain’t no heaven. It would be a hell for me.
Now, come fly with me. We’ll fly together. Like a stout Red
Bull, I will give you wings.” Monty tried humor to chase her
are so beautiful. How did you grow them so fast?” she asked.
“Remember how I
changed into Ramrod Russell? How I changed to become your canine
brother? How Master Jesse and Utah changed my sex organs, and I
changed back? I borrowed the DNA information from your buddy
Brilliante’s sweat and grew them in another dimension, before rescuing
you. It didn’t take long. Then I flashed back to this
dimension and positioned myself right above you to match your air
speed. You know the rest.” he smiled at her. Monty
flew to the ledge they started from where only the winged horses
were. With several great flourishes of his enormous wings, he
landed gracefully on his feet, gently set Maxine on the ground and
folded his wings. The horses were so wowed by Monty’s actions and
his wings, they bowed to his presence. They were overwhelmed by
what they just witnessed. Brilliante walked up to Monty and bowed
his head. Monty gently caressed the big stallion.
“He says he so
sorry for the accident.” Maxine told Monty.
fault, big fellow. You have nothing to apologize for. We
were honored to be invited to fly with you. Perhaps, when we
return you can give us some pointers sailing the warm air
currents. I promise, we will be better equipped for it next
time.” Monty reached down and ran his hand over Maxine’s back.
Immediately there appeared a beautiful pair of black wings
proportionate to her size. The horses stepped back in
amazement. “Okay, little sister, you always wanted to know how it
felt to fly, now’s yore’ chance. I was serious when I invited you
to come fly with me. I told ju’ I would give you wings, now it’s
time for you to spread them.”
“Monty, I don’t
know nothing about flying. I might fall.”
“Do you think
I’d let you fall, Maxine?”
purpose. Will you teach me?”
on! Ain’t nothing to it.” Monty picked her up, spread his
new wings and ran for the edge of the cliff. They were airborne
and Maxine could feel the strong air currents rushing past her.
Her body reacted automatically. Unconsciously, her new wings
began to unfold and before she knew it, she was sailing on her own.
it! I’m flying on my own, Monty!” she yelled to him.
that’s why I gave you wings, silly. Don’t be afraid. I’m
right behind you to catch you if you fall.”
flapping her wings a couple of times and found she could gain speed
every time she did. She was fun to watch because there must have
been a connection in her brain that operated her feet as well as her
wings. Every time she flapped her wings her legs would react like
she was running, but it all seemed to look natural. When
she wasn’t flapping her wings she held her front paws out before her
and her rear paw trailed behind her acting like a rudder. She
began to gain altitude and Monty was sailing right behind her in the
wake of her draft. Where she went he was close to
follow. Before they knew it, all the flying horses fell in behind
them to sail the updrafts. It was a glorious sight. Monty
could see people on the balconies at the hotel and all the private
balconies of the hotel rooms built into the side of the cliff.
People were watching, yelling good wishes and applauding him and Maxine
flying with the horses. No less impressed were their companions
below. Jesse Watkins had tears in his eyes. He and Utah
realized the huge potential of the young slave they spent the day
getting to know.
“J’ever see the
likes of that boy before, Jesse?” Lazarus asked him.
“Not in all my
days.” Jesse said in awe.
jes’ have a normal slave?” Cole asked Shane and laughed.
you can have the full Monty as a flying circus act.” Shane chuckle,
wouldn’t give to have me a pair a’ them wings and fly with them?” he
“It looks to me
like that’s got to be the happiest pup in the universe.” Waco commented
to his uncle.
Captain Shane.” declared Trey Vinceeth. “I want me a pair of them
wings, even if it’s temporary. I have to try that. I gotta’
be able to tell my great-grand kids I flew with them beautiful horses.”
It was all new
to Monty and Maxine, but after a while they began to tire. Monty
instructed her how to lower their altitude. She was worried about
coming in for a landing and Monty grabbed her.
wings, sweet heart, and I’ll take us in.” he told her. Maxine did
as she was instructed and with several large powerful flaps of his
wings Monty landed a short way from his party. The men rushed to
him, but they weren’t the only ones. Critters of all kinds knew
there was something special about this young man, and visitors from
several worlds realized it, too. They all wanted to be close to
him. Monty didn’t forget his little sister.
“You had enough
for today, sweet heart?” he asked Maxine.
“I think so,
Monty.” she said in a resigned manner like she knew she was about to
lose her beautiful wings. Monty waved his hand over her, and they
gone. She was returned to her original appearance of
Maxine. Monty shook his wings out a couple of times, and they
instantly disappeared. The crowd gasped. He was now just a
good looking young human male with a bit larger penis than his original.
“That was pretty
phenomenal, young man.” spoke Lazarus as he hugged Monty and stole a
Admiral. I couldn’t let nothing happen to my little sister.”
“I don’t know if
we should say anything to Boss Potter about this.” Shane said after
hugging and complimenting his slave.
“How do you plan
to keep it from him? Here comes Darryl with another contract in
his hand. He’ll want the broadcast rights of all videos capturing
the angel of Mars Port. There will be a new action figure hero
complete with removable wings and another of his sidekick Maxine the
winged wonder dog. We’re talking millions for research and
development for a better life for the Bladder Whales and their
descendants. You ain’t gonna’ turn that down.” Lazarus laughed at
Shane, Boss Potter needs to know when I’m with Monty I’m safe. We
look out for each other.” Maxine pleaded.
Son.” Cole spoke softly.
“Oh, all right,
but you have to be the one to tell him.” Shane told her.
“I promise, I
will.” Maxine bounced up and down on her front paws.
Sure enough, the
words were no sooner out of the Admiral’s mouth when Darryl was in
negotiations with Monty and Shane about how best to market their new
hero. Shane couldn’t very well say ‘no’ when he availed himself
of just such a deal. He wasn’t sorry he did either. Having
large sums of money stashed away as a comfort cushion made life a lot
easier. He agreed to be Monty’s representative and hold any
monies in trust along with his purchase price, but he felt he should
have some remuneration for his effort and negotiated a ten percent cut
for himself. Monty didn’t have any problem with it. He
would’ve agreed to a much larger cut for Shane, but he knew his master
wasn’t greedy. That’s just the kind of man Shane was. It
was what Monty came to admire and expect from his master. His
opinion and thoughts about Shane Goodnight were taking on a god-like
status. Monty was one of the few who began to suspect his owner
was a far more wealthy man than most people realized. The videos
hit Mars Port and Venus Public Broadcasting Networks and people went
crazy wanting more information about the remarkable lifesaving winged
human of Mars Port. Monty became a millionaire over night and so
did Maxine. She became the wealthiest canine in the history of
the solar system. The people of Mars Port and Venus were
clamoring to meet this new and wonderful duo. They knew of Maxine
as one of the talking, singing pups, but now she could fly. They
watched videos of her and Monty flying with the winged horses of Mars
* * * * * * *
The men slowly
managed to work their way to the locker rooms where their clothes
were. People were shoving bits and pieces of paper at Monty with
a pen for him to sign. Captain Shane was still popular, but he
was glad to pass the torch, the main spotlight, center ring on to his
younger more capable hero slave. Monty never had such attention
in his life, but he was enjoying it. Maxine was sort of lost
below the sea of legs. Monty picked her up and carried her the
rest of the way out of the crowd. They made better time because
he had an excuse not to sign autographs. Talk was lively in the
dressing room as the men clothed themselves.
prompted you to do something like that, Son?” Shane asked Monty almost
like a challenge.
“I asked him to
do it, Captain Shane. I asked him to do it for me. Them
flying horses take others for rides and nothing’s ever said about
it. Don’t be mad at Monty. If it was anyone’s fault, it was
mine. I just wanted to see what it was like to fly. I’m
just glad I picked my big brother.”
that highly intelligent little four legged critter has nailed you to
the barn door, odd job. Give it up, admit it, she’s smarter than
whispered mockingly. “Run away! Run away!” he added
indicating for Shane to leave it alone. Shane groaned.
Pa.” he responded, “Don’t worry, little lady, I ain’t upset with either
of you, but I have a right to be concerned. When you’re with
me you’re my responsibility, and if you git hurt I’m the one what has
to take the blame. Jes’ think on me as a mother hen what’s
raising a clutch of ducklings. One day they pass a pond and think
it would be a wonderful idea to go for a swim. They all dive in
and have a great time doing what ducks do naturally, but poor momma hen
walks up and down the bank clucking, trying to git ‘em out of the water
to the safety of her wings. She don’t know they’s ducks, but she
knows chicks ain’t suppose to be able to swim. Likewise, I know
what you and Monty are becoming, but I think you’s suppose to be
some’um else.” Shane said with a quizzical look on his face like he
wasn’t real sure his analogy made a lot of sense. It didn’t.
“Like we’s your
chicks, but we might be ducks instead, Captain Shane?” Maxine
asked trying to understand. She broke everybody up laughing at
her attempt to make sense out of Shane’s nonsense.
Run away!” whispered Cole again under his breath. Shane knew he’d
lost this one. He was in way over his head.
said, “I knew you’d understand, sweet heart.” he finally took his
mate’s advice and was running the other way as fast as he could.
Everyone was laughing at him. Shane realized it was time to
withdraw. “I’m jes’ glad you’re both safe and sound.” he added.
broody fussbudget of an old mother hen you shore’ can lay a lot of duck
eggs, odd job.” Cole gigged him.
“Hesh up, Pa!”
Shane laughed nervously. Lazarus and Charlie overheard Cole's
and roared with laughter.
It was getting
late in the afternoon and Shane wanted to get back to the ranch for
supervise the return of his leather working machines to his
workshop. The professor was reluctant to release any of the whale
brains in his charge, but the Admiral stepped in and insisted.
There wasn’t much the old man could say. Monty and Maxine decided
not to ask too many questions about how or what was decided. They
felt they might be undermining the older man’s importance or job
status, but that wasn’t their intent. Wankle seemed to take his
job seriously, but in over a year and a half he progressed little
more than becoming a full time caretaker for the brains. He
attached to them and was naturally reluctant to let go of any of
them. They were his babies. Delfee and Darryl soften the
parting by insisting he did his job well, but it was time to let
others try their ideas about how to incorporate the brains for their
best advantage and benefit of the whales. After all, that’s what
they were working towards.
complained he didn’t know how a young kid like Monty could do more for
them than he could. Secretly, Darryl agreed with Lazarus and
Shane, the old man wasn’t doing the job they originally hoped he
might. Monty and Maxine didn’t know, but Lazarus and Shane agreed
before the meeting they would tell him very little about Monty’s
research. They didn’t even tell him about Dexter. To tell
him more might encourage him to want to see Monty’s lab and know more
about his work. They were concerned if Monty took time to explain
an advanced technology to the professor it might further delay what
the men hoped to accomplish. They just told him Monty was a
brilliant young man who worked in advanced robotics and had a history
of some success in the field. They promised to keep Professor
Wankle informed of any major breakthroughs Monty made.
They loaded the
four brains onto anti-grav gurneys and covered them so they wouldn’t be
seen by the crowds and took them to a small room off the main gate back
to Earth. They were waiting for the Admiral and his party when
they returned to the gate. The men collected the four brains and
left Mars Port through the gate to the Bandersnatch. Captain
Waco, Indigo/Blue and Captain Vinceeth remained on Mars. They
planned to have dinner in the restaurant before returning.
Lazarus, Charlie and Jesse Watkins were invited to share Creole night
with Boss Potter at the Potter/Goodnight ranch. Jesse Watkins
never ate the food the other men ate, but he enjoyed the relaxed social
setting over a meal. Wherever he went the host provided him with
his bread, olive oil and pure water. It was all he ever
required. Utah was fine with slave chow or to share some of
Maxine’s beef flavored dog chow. Lazarus and Jesse had several
matters to discuss with Shane, Cole, and Boss Potter. They also
knew Hoot Austin and Cotton Daniels would be there, and they wanted
their input. Lazarus came to rely heavily on Hoot and
Cotton’s savvy to come up with ideas when no one else could. They
had connections and resources throughout the state and community no
other ranchers had.
The men made a
pilgrimage from the gate to the old barn. Monty was pushing one
Gurney and Cole the other. The late afternoon sun was warm but
not unbearably hot. Lazarus suggested removing their coverings to
let the brains feel the warmth of the sun. They did so and the
three live brains immediately began to sing with each other. They
had no means of vocalizing but those who could hear them reported to
the others they were extremely happy to be away from the dark
foreboding laboratory on Mars. They relayed to the Admiral the
natural sun felt so much better than the artificial lights they were
exposed to. The sun from Earth was like a banquet for them.
They were enjoying it so much Lazarus suggested the men stop and talk
for a while. Shane sent Maxine to the bunkhouse with the keys to
his truck for the cowboys to start loading and transporting the leather
working machines to the old barn. The men set on some huge rocks
near the bridge to the old barn in the late afternoon sun until they
saw the cowboys bringing a couple of the machines, then continued their
walk. The cowboys really didn’t need Monty to show them where he
wanted the machines. They removed them and knew where they
belonged. Phil Pie directed everything, but would check with
Monty before a machine was secured. Monty didn’t have to tell
them to make any adjustments. They knew what they were doing.
The whale brains
weren’t heavy. Any average man could carry one with ease.
As the cowboys worked installing his leather working machines Monty and
the other men carried the brains into his other workspace. They
placed them on a large clean workbench the Hommynids cleared for
them. The critters gathered to get a look at them. They
were amazed the brains looked almost like the one they created for
Dexter. They immediately set to work hooking up the three live
brains so they could communicate with them. The men were wowed
they worked so fast and knew exactly what they were doing. Within
ten minutes they had the three brains hooked to computers and were
teaching them to communicate. They took the dead brain and
treated it with kid-glove care. They took it to one of their
smaller tanks and began to fill it with fluids. When they were
satisfied they slowly lowered the dead or dormant brain into the
solution. One of the Noldier Hommynids told Monty it probably
would take several days to jumpstart the dead brain, but they felt like
they could make it function again. It probably wouldn’t remember
much, but it could be trained again and there might be some benefit to
that. Monty explained the older, larger brain was intended for
the Scarecrow. They told him they would get to work on it right
Shane wanted to
know how long it would take them to grow another smaller body to
transfer Dexter’s brain, and they told him with their advances in
understanding they could have one ready in six months. He told
Monty he would leave it in his hands. Could they ramp up their
operations? Money was no object, and they wouldn’t have to rely
on cast offs or junk parts. Whatever they needed he would see to
it Gil Morris ordered for them. He wanted to see a production
line of tanks and bodies, but he wanted some improvements in skin and
super structure for those bio-bots who would be responsible for taking
care of the Bladder Whales in the harsh surface atmosphere of
Venus. The younger brains would be carefully integrated into
completed the installation of the machines. Monty thanked them
all. They brought all the boots and saddles they took to the
other barn and reluctantly placed them back where they found
them. The whale
brains seemed to be comfortable and happy. The creatures hooked
them up with holo-vid cameras. Shane asked the Admiral if Monty
could have three robo-cams to cannibalize for some of the
equipment. Instead, Lazarus told him to submit a parts list of
what he wanted, and it would be provided. Cable had the spare
parts they wanted in a box they picked up on their way through
sickbay. The critters knew exactly what to do with them.
Now the brains could communicate directly with the outside world.
They could speak and sing through speakers and they could see what was
going on around them. It was wonderful for them. They
weren’t alarmed or afraid of the critters assigned to take care of
them. They were used to the figures of the ‘rarebits’ because
they looked just like the symbiotic race that lived on their long
tendrils and kept them clean from mites. They thought the
Minniots and brown skinned Hommynids were handsome creatures.
Shane talked with Monty and his slave daddy before the men left for
supper at the big house.
“Monty, you have
supper with your cowboy brothers this evening, but when you’re through
and helped the kitchen crew with clean up, I want you to walk back down
here to spend the night. Since it’s Friday night, you may invite
one or two of your brothers if you like, but I mostly want you here in
case you’re needed during the night. I don’t foresee any
problems, but I’d rather be safe than sorry.”
Sir. I don’t think there will be any trouble. My workers
seem sure they can fit the adult brain in the Scarecrow. Do you
wish him to keep his original name of Kuklacon?” Monty asked.
“Let’s see how
he might want to be known. How long do you think it will take
them to connect his brain and have him functional.”
have, Sir. He’ll be fully functional by morning. They’ll
have him up and around and tap dancing his way to stardom by six in the
forgetting their time is different from ours.” Shane smiled at him.
They will have started the new body for Dexter by morning. Do I
have your full trust as to body size and the appearance of my little
most important thing is he’s not to be a full grown adult size. I
want him to appear as an adolescent male human, a little smaller than
you, but a little larger than Bobby.”
Sir.” Monty smiled.
“Can they change
the Scarecrow’s appearance so he don’t look so much like you. It
might cause some suspicions we don’t need.” Shane asked.
“I’ll take care
of it. Anyone you might like him to look like?”
“No, I’ll leave
that to your discretion. Maybe one of your cowboy heros.
Pick someone decent looking.” Shane winked at him.
cowboys were through with his truck, Shane, Cole, Lazarus, Jesse, Utah
and Maxine got into Shane’s truck and drove back to the big
house. The cowboys, including Monty, piled into the back and they
dropped them off at the bunkhouse. Boss Potter greeted the men
and were glad to see them. He made over Maxine like he missed
her, but was glad she could go with them to get away for a while.
“Did you have a
good day, little lady?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir, it
was a wonderful day. I helped Monty get into his ship, and I
asked Monty to fly with me on the back of my good friend Brilliante the
flying horse. Monty held me and we flew together. It was
really exciting, Sir. I had a great time.” she effused. All
the men held their breath waiting for the other boot to drop, but
Maxine offered no further insights to her day.
“Good for you!”
Boss Potter petted her. “Glad you had a good day.”
opened, but Cole nudged him with his elbow.
specify when she had to tell him.” Cole whispered.
again. I’m leaving this one alone.”
Maxine went into
the kitchen where Bobby was preparing her evening meal. Bobby and
Dexter were helping Ms. Biddle for an hour or more before the men
got there. They were busy putting last minute things on the
table. Hoot and Cotton arrived and greeted everyone. The
and Bobby set down to dinner. It was a wonderful meal. It
was a one dish Gumbo served with green salad and french bread. It
was one of Ms. Biddle’s best efforts and the men praised her.
Dexter went to Shane and got his attention.
may I be excused to go to the bunkhouse to be with my brother for a
while before we retire for the evening. I’d like to hear about
“Sure, but when
Bobby comes for you go with him.”
“I will, Sir.”
Dexter said, gave Shane a big hug and ran off to join his brother.
doing?” Shane asked Gil and Bobby.
“He’s doing jes’
fine, Captain. I can’t believe how much Bobby is learning.
Dexter is a tiger at sticking to his lesson plans, and what I’ve
overheard he makes it entertaining for Bobby.”
“Is he working
out for you, Son?” Shane asked Bobby.
“I couldn’t be
happier. I miss playing with the ponies all day, but I like
learning stuff, too. Dexter is a fine teacher. I can’t ask
him a question he don’t know something about or how to find out about
it. On the other hand,
he seems real naive about other things. Sometimes, I’d like to
explain some things to him, but I don’t because I’m afraid you might
not want me talking to him about 'em.”
Son?” Shane asked.
He knows about animals, but strangely enough he ain’t been able to
apply it to humans. He don’t know about cowboy love or about the
extra responsibilities of his slave brother. It creates some
confusion for him, and he struggles with it.”
“You have my
permission to explain anything to him you want. If he’s to start
growing up, he should know about the world he’ll be living in. I
can understand why Monty might not want to discuss certain things with
him, but Dexter’s my slave now. I think he should know those
things. Better he learn them from you than his big brother.
If you can’t answer a question for him, send him to me.”
Shane. I think it would make us a lot closer. I know he
suspects there’s things I know about he don’t, and it sometimes makes
it uncomfortable for us. He can ask some pretty pointed questions
sometimes, and I want to tell him what I know, but I’ve held back not
knowing whether I should or not.”
“By all means,
tell him anything you want, but make sure you tell him the truth.
If’n you ain’t sure about something, tell him so. Then either go
to your dad or have Dexter come to me.”
satisfied with that. Gil sort of got a funny look on his face
about the uncomfortable possibility of having to explain a lot of sex
questions, but it never stopped him from telling Bobby the truth.
The men talked about a lot of things. Maxine curled up next to
Boss Potter and went to sleep. She didn’t even hear the men talk
“She looks like
she ran her legs off today.” Boss Potter allowed.
everywhere at once. She was a busy little girl.” Shane told
him. He went on to tell him how she cracked the code to get into
Monty’s ship and the old judge beamed with pride. “She sort of
bonded with Monty when Jesse and Utah changed him into a male Border
Collie. He wanted the instruction on how to morph into a dog, and
they gave him the information. Now he can become a dog and they
can play together anytime they want or you give them permission.” Shane
was quick to add.
“Would Monty be
capable of... ?” Potter was almost afraid to ask.
would, Sir,” spoke up Jesse, "but so can Utah for that matter."
“Monty said he
can tell she’ll be coming into her first estrus in the next couple of
weeks. Can you tell that, too, Utah?” Shane asked the
handsome dog sitting on the floor next to Jesse.
Shane, Monty was accurate; in about two weeks she’ll come into estrus.”
“She don’t know
what ‘estrus’ means, Bossman. Monty didn’t think it was his place
to tell her and said for her to ask you; maybe you might want Cable to
explain it to her.” Shane told him.
“Oh, lord, I
never thought I’d be faced with having to explain the birds and bees to
another child. I know she ain’t my child, but I come to think on
her that way, and I know Essmee Fay thinks on her like she’s her little
sister. I can’t ask Ms. Biddle to tell her. No, it’s my
responsibility. I’ll tell her this evening after we go to
bed. We always share what went on in our day. I don’t know
what I’d do without her. She means the world to me. So
what’s to keep her from getting pregnant the first time?” he panicked.
“Well, she ain’t
around Utah that much to stir his loins. We’ll just keep them
apart during her period, or he can join us in human form. I’ll
just tell Monty not to morph during her time.” said Shane. “Two
of her brothers are on Captain Vinceeth’s ship on Mars and Moe is
living and working with Stan and Jimmy Bob in the colonies. They
hardly see each other anymore. We’ll just be careful not to go
around them. You should probably restrict her to the ranch during
that time.” he added.
wouldn’t mind if she had a litter, but not her first heat. I want
her to be more mature, and the pups should be planned for. The
first litter of Scraps and Happy are all members of communities and
working happily. I think Maxine’s found a home with us and is
happy, but a litter of special pups should be given some thought.”
Potter mused and the men agreed with him. “Has Scraps and Happy talked
with you and Mr. Goodnight about having another litter, Admiral?”
several times, but we keep putting them off. Cable concocted a
serum what makes Happy infertile during her estrus periods, and it
seems to be working fine. It has no lasting effects and seems to
be an effective means of birth control.”
“Maybe we should
get a shot for Maxine.” Potter mused.
something to consider, Boss.” Shane said. Maxine woke up and set
up for a minute.
“Why don’t you
go upstairs if you’re tired, sweet heart, and I’ll be up in a little
while.” Potter urged her.
“You sure you
don’t mind, Master Potter?” Maxine looked bushed.
“Of course not,
you’ve had a busy day. I’m glad to see you’re tired. That
way you won’t be tossing and turning all night. You’ll get a good
“Okay, but wake
me when you come to bed. I have some things to talk with you
about.” she encouraged him.
“I promise, I
will. Now, go along and make yourself comfortable.” Potter
urged. Maxine bid goodnight to the men and nuzzled Utah as a sign
of affection. He gave her a quick kiss goodnight, and she slowly
walked up the stairs to Boss Potter’s bedroom.
“I think you
should tell him, little brother.” Charlie Goodnight spoke to Shane.
“Tell me what?”
asked Boss Potter.
“Why don’t we
retire to the living room for coffee and dessert. Bobby and I
will give Ms. Biddle a hand. Besides you got the big screen T.V.
in there, and I can tell you while we watch.” Shane said quietly
without excitement in his voice. Boss Potter looked
bemused. He had no idea what the men were talking about.
Shane, Cole and Bobby helped Ms. Biddle serve coffee and a delicious
apple cobbler with fresh homemade vanilla ice cream melting on top.
“Before I show
you the video what was put together today you must remember Maxine is
all right. She’s safe and sound, upstairs in your bed,
asleep. The video you’re about to see is pretty spectacular by
any definition so if any of you men need to go to the restroom to
relieve yourself, you better do it now.” Shane smiled and the men
chuckled but agreed with him. Hoot and Cotton had blank looks on
their faces. They had no idea what they were about to see.
Bobby took Shane seriously and ran to the downstairs bathroom.
Gil Morris grinned. He was used to Shane’s odd ball sense of
“I think I’m all
right, Son.” Potter reassured Shane.
returned, Shane turned on the T.V. and asked Kyron to run the video
that Darryl compiled of the incident on Mars through an RF feed to the
set. On the screen was Maxine calling to Monty to come ride on
Brilliante and to hold her because she wanted to see what it was like
to fly. Brilliante got down on his knees, Monty pulled himself
onto the big animal's back and Maxine jumped into Monty’s waiting
arms. He set her in front of him and Monty held her
Brilliante stood and began to run for the edge of the cliff, he took a
great leap into the air, unfolded his huge, beautiful wings and they
“Oh, my God, it
just flashed before my eyes.” said Potter. “Go on, I want to see for
myself.” he insisted.
The video was
excellent. It was a composite from several robo-cams, some from
men on the ground, other shots from Monty’s cam and still others from
Maxine’s cams. It showed everything in up-close, personal shots;
even the young pony slamming into Brilliante’s side. Potter
gasped as he saw Maxine knocked from Monty’s arms and go plummeting
toward the ground. Hoot and Cotton got looks of stricken horror
on their faces. Bobby grabbed his dad’s hand. Gil put his
arm around Bobby and held him
close. Potter watched Monty rub Brilliante’s sweat onto his
chest, get on his knees and launch himself over the big horse and
disappear. He simply wasn’t there anymore. Potter couldn’t
help but gasp, and so did several of the other men, but in the next
second they saw what looked like a huge angel flying like a hawk to
intercept its prey. He watched as Monty scooped Maxine into his
arms and opened his wings to sail over the heads of everyone with
Maxine safely held close to his breast. They watched as Monty
flew around the basin of the savanna and landed on the flying horses’
cliff. The men were in awe as the huge white horse walked toward
Monty and Maxine, bowed deeply and seemed like he was apologizing to
them. It was like something out of fairy tale when they saw
Monty wave his hand over Mazine’s back to give her a pair of wings, and
they flew off the ledge together. Potter got tears in his eyes as
he watched his faithful companion spread her new wings and began to
fly. It was a moving moment for everyone in the room. It
was the first time any of the men watched the video. Bobby and
Gil Morris were impressed beyond words. Hoot and Cotton were
change himself into anything he wants?” Bobby asked quietly.
taught about or in the case of the big horse, you saw him rub his sweat
onto his chest. He instantly absorbed his genetic DNA material
animal's sweat and grew himself a pair of wings in the next dimension,
then returned to save his little sister.” explained Jesse.
absolutely amazing.” said Gil Morris.
“He’s a hero.”
said Boss Potter. “He save my little girl’s life.” he added with
tears in his eyes.
“Now you know
why she’s so tired.” Charlie smiled.
“It tired me out
just watching them two fly around the huge basin, but it was
beautiful. She really can fly.” Boss Potter smiled.
Bossman.” Smile Shane, “There’s more.”
asked Potter with amazement.
“Our slave and
your little girl have become millionaires overnight.” Shane laughed.
“This video has already been shown numerous times on Mars and will be
shown on Venus later this evening. Darryl was there and got
contracts signed from both of them to market their action
figures. I signed a contract as Monty’s master and agent.
What money he gets will go into his trust fund, and we made the same
arrangement for you and Maxine. Darryl will be by over the
weekend to present you with the contracts.”
“My, God, she’ll
be bringing in more than I am.” Potter laughed. “If that ranch attached
to this property comes up for sale we won’t have to worry about
financing it. We can pay cash.” he mused. “Amazing.” he added.
“While we’re at
it, we need to discuss another little matter. It’s why we wanted
to meet with you men. Since we’ve learned some things about
Monty, Cable alerted me to the fact there’s a ninety-eight percent
chance Monty’s son will be born with his DNA and genetic
information. We have to consider it carefully. Monty’s
granddad said when Monty came out of his mother’s womb, he was able to
speak. He said ‘hello’ to her and told her he was glad to be
outside of her womb. While he appreciated her carrying him and
providing warmth, comfort and nutrition for him for nine months, it was
getting cramped in there. He apologized for hurting her so badly
and told her he loved her. Now, can you imagine if Monty’s boy
pops out, the doctor spanks his butt, instead of crying the baby
threatens to rip his face off if he ever hits him again like that.”
Lazarus laughed. The men joined him.
problem.” grinned Potter, “Charlie, you of all men should know the
child of a male slave is a slave. Don’t matter if it’s born to a
freewoman. He or she is still a slave. You made J.R. your
boy for exactly that reason. You give him your name to keep him
from becoming a slave,
Mr. Goodnight. He’s Hank Morgan’s boy.”
“How do you know
that, Judge?” Charlie grinned.
“I know’d how
tight you and Anne were. You would never cheat on your
wife. You jes’ ain’t that kind a’ man, Charlie. Besides,
the kid looks like a double for Hank. Good looking boy.” Potter
“Hell, I didn’t
know that.” said Hoot looking at his partner.
“Neither did I,
cowboy.” allowed Cotton. “Good on you, Master Charlie.” he added.
“We think the world of Hank Morgan and J.R.”
“The baby will
legally belong to Captain Shane. He’s Monty’s master and his son
automatically becomes his slave as well. Ain’t a damn thing
Ruggles can do about it neither. It’s the law, gentlemen.
We have to have proof the baby’s Monty’s. We might need to get
blood samples from the baby to have Cable run DNA verification tests,
but that’s gonna’ be difficult before the baby’s born. I suppose
you men want to whisk it away before it arouses any suspicions.
If not, I can see that looney religious asshole Ruggles having the baby
tried as a witch, or worse, have exorcisms performed on him.” said
Potter with a grimace and a shudder.
“I don’t know
we’ll have to go to all that trouble, Bossman.” Shane said.
Son.” Lazarus asked.
was carrying on conversations with each other and most of us cowboys
before they was born. We got a number of men and some coyotes
what could start up conversations with him and tell him not to let on
he’s smarter than the damn doctor. I think we can convince him to
put on an act and play the part of a screaming baby until we git a
chance to rescue him.” Shane proposed.
“I like that
idea.” said Jesse. Charlie agreed with him.
“How far along
is she?” Potter asked.
starting to show when Ruggles had Monty thrown in jail. He was in
jail six months. The way I see it she’s probably got two and a
half, maybe three months left.”
“Should we tell
Monty?” asked Potter.
“No!” came a
resounding answer from all the men in the room including Bobby.
“He’s got all he
can handle right now, Boss Potter.” Gil Morris spoke up. “Until
his three month baby slave period’s over, he’s gonna’ be running his
ass off from early morning until late night. He won’t even have
time to think on Shanna Ruggles.”
“I’ll try to
give him some consideration, but I agree, Sir. Between trying to
find out about his ship, supervising his research team, making boots
and saddles and repairing other leathers, plus trying to cowboy at the
same time, taking care of his cowboy slave brothers and Ramrod
Russell is gonna’ be asking a lot of him. He don’t need to know
about it. He’ll only worry his-self sick and perhaps do something
stupid. I won’t let that happen. As his master I’ll take
full responsibility for the decision to keep it from him.” Shane
sounded stronger and more resolute than Cole could remember since they
came to live on the ranch. He felt himself flush with pride for
about him taking care of Ramrod Russell?” Hoot asked.
“Oh, crap, I
shouldn’t a’ said nothing. That jes’ slipped out. They
spent the night together last night in Monty’s new quarters behind the
barn.” Shane sounded regretful.
Burt’s night to stay with us, and he was with us all day today.
We hear’d things about Burt and Jimmy Joe’s relationship from
Angus. He ain’t happy with the way Burt treats Jimmy Joe.
He wants to take over weaning Jimmy Joe from me. I don’t mind,
but he says Burt gits all jacked out of shape when he mentions anything
to Jimmy Joe about it. We know the ramrod is taking care of his
slaves, but we didn’t know he was branching out and going behind Burt’s
back. We don’t care. H’it ain’t none of our business no
ways. Jimmy Joe’s a freeman now, he can do what he damn well
pleases. If he and Monty find a little comfort together, so much
the better. We's kinda glad actually. It might be a better
situation for Jimmy Joe all
around. Our first responsibility is to Jimmy Joe to see he makes
it as a freeman. We think Burt still looks on him as his cowboy
slave daddy and don’t respect him being a freeman. We may have to
look into it. Glad you said something. We need to know.”
right. Burt’s first responsibility is to us as his masters and
not to Jimmy Joe.” added Cotton.
“I agree.” said
Lazarus who was the actual owner of Burt Stamper. “I wondered at the
time whether it was a good idea to let Burt live separately from
his slave brothers? I think you men might want to reconsider that
arrangement.” Lazarus suggested. Hoot and Cotton knew a
suggestion from Lazarus required action.
way we can claim the baby for Captain Shane.” said Judge Potter.
Sir?” Shane asked.
“We know the
baby’s coming. The girl admitted the baby is Monty’s. We
can file a claim against the boy like we did against Monty’s granddad
for his personal possessions. I’m sure Ruggles never counted on
Shane claiming his grandchild as his personal property, but ignorance
of the law is no excuse. The man owns slaves himself.
Surely he must know the laws governing slaves. Since he insisted
on making Monty a slave, I think it’s only fair we make the system work
against him as well. Sauce for the goose. I can’t imagine
what he was thinking, but maybe he’s playing a longshot hoping we don’t
know about the pregnancy and just won’t notice. After all, who
would take a baby from its mother? Then again what monster would
have the baby’s father sold into slavery to keep him away from the
woman he loved and his child? Don't you think it was starnge
there was nothing said about Shanna being pregnant at Monty's
trial? All I have to do is file a claim
and the child will be taken away from his mother at birth and held
until male parentage can be established. When it’s proven Monty’s
the father, we get the baby; no questions asked. It’s the
law. Have you thought about who’s gonna’ take care of the baby?”
asked Boss Potter.
“I got the
perfect family for a bright, gifted, young male starchild.” said Shane.
thinking about, Son?” grinned Lazarus.
“Strom and Lyle
Chambers. They’re not your typical family unit, but they’re just
what an advanced child needs to bring him into a world what has grown
more tolerant of unusual family units. He’ll have all the lummox
can drink from his huge daddy and another daddy who’s a brilliant
teacher. He’ll have three big lummox brothers to protect him and
keep him out of trouble and four coyote brothers to get him into
trouble. What more could a star-kid want?” Shane laughed.
“Sounds like a
plan to me.” laughed Charlie. “I know them two would go along with
it. They’d jump at the chance to have another kid to love.
Strom would go nuts with a human boy child. Don't mean no
disrespect to Monty, but that kid couldn't have no better daddy what
love him more.”
“What if Ruggles
tries to throw his weight around and pays to have the test falsified
with a different results?” asked Gil Morris.
“We insist on an
outside, independent testing lab of the court’s choice. If
Ruggles tries anything, he could be charged with obstruction of justice
and if found guilty might find himself becoming a slave.” Potter
stated. “We could also insist on having our own lab draw blood from the
infant and test it independently. Anderson would go along with
it. He’s still pretty sore at Ruggles for all the trouble he
considered making the Ruggles girl disappear, baby and all?
Perhaps, an abduction by aliens?” asked Cotton Daniels with a smile.
“Good idea, but
risky.” said Lazarus, “If we do it against her will, there’s no telling
how she might react, and we run the risk of her doing something foolish
and betraying our whole operation. Raised as an unquestioning
fundamentalist, she would have a difficult time adjusting to the
Grange. While she was defiant of her parents, she probably
thought she could bring Monty around to their way of thinking about
religion. Women love a man who presents a challenge. They
think their love will change him from a slug into the god-fear’n prince
of sheep they want him to be. As you gentlemen know,
Christistianist have an extremely narrow outlook on life. That’s
why they’re mostly hardcore conservative politically. It’s the
closest thing you can get to the Taliban or Neo-Nazis without a Koran
or a swastika. Once they’ve eaten the body and drank the blood
they become zombies for Jesus. There’s no waking them from the
somnambulistic depths of their faith. They become the walking
dead, unable to think for themselves or hear the voice of reason.
Once caught up in the net of superstition and myth, they never surface
again to see the light of day.
creatures of darkness, living on fear, hatred and the extreme
prejudices justified in the old Testament written by the same goat
herder family who blessed us with the insanity of the Koran six hundred
years later. They are asleep in the deep and will perish never
questioning their fate. They are but sheep waiting to be led to
slaughter. There’s a Kool-Aid vendor on every channel of your
television set. They have created their own vision of hell from
which there is no escape. Unfortunately, Monty ain’t Orpheus and
the Ruggles girl ain’t Eurydice.” Lazarus tossed off like every cowboy
in the room should understand his reference. They just looked at
each other in stunned silence until Charlie chuckled. Then they
all laughed. Lazarus grinned. “Sorry, I guess when you’ve
seen as many years of horrors and atrocities committed against good men
and women in the name of religion as Jesse, Utah and I have, you have a
tendency to vent your frustration in the harshest words possible to get
your point across, but mind you, the words of a typical hell fire and
damnation preacher are much worse than mine.” the men agreed. “Besides,
as far as I know, she ain’t tried to contact Monty.” Lazarus added.
Admiral. At least within the last couple of weeks Monty’s been
here. Somehow, she found out what happened to him and where he
was sent. She’s called here several time asking if she could
speak with him. She’s been told Monty’s a slave and ain’t allowed
to receive personal phone calls. She’s sent a couple of letters
which I turned over to Monty’s master.” Boss Potter said.
“I ain’t told
him nothing about her letters because I’m afraid if it did, it might
cause him to do something stupid and git his-self into more trouble
than he’s in right now. What he don’t know won’t hurt him.
He’s doing just fine right here with us, and he has the promise of a
new love to fill his void. He’s my slave, and while I try to be a
good master I ain’t gonna’ allow myself to become manipulated by
circumstances I didn’t create to become a bit part player in a
low-budget Romeo and Juliet style tragedy. I’ll do anything I can
to save his son, but I own Monty’s cowboy butt for four and a half
years. Think on me as you will, but I refuse to share him with
Charlie Ruggles’ daughter. Neither will I share his son with her
or Ruggles. Other than my beloved brothers going together to buy
me, no one offered me a whit of sympathy or understanding when I was
made a slave. That’s jes’ the way it was. I know for a
fact, it was the same way with Cole, Hoot, Cotton, Jimmy Joe and many
other slaves. We sucked it up and got through it the best we
could. So will Monty.
I’m his big,
broody mother hen with an attitude. I am his master. I come
to hate what I’m becoming--- what I saw in ma’ big brother when he
treated me more strictly than his other slaves jes’ to prove he weren’t
partial. Now, I thank God he done it. He taught me a lesson
in dealing with slaves. Some you can trust to do what you want
and others you gotta’ constantly spur in the flank to git their
attention. I done got spurred a lot.” Shane grinned, “We got two
down to the bunkhouse right now’s jes’ like I was.” Shane looked at
Hoot and Cotton and winked, “I don’t wanna’ have to do that to the
kid. He ain’t like us. There are slaves who didn’t do nothing to
deserved becoming a slave. Like my blood brother Little Bear
who’s daddy sold him into slavery when he’s only ten years old, Monty
didn’t do nothing wrong, but he ended up a slave anyway. He’s got
a good heart, and I don’t want it crushed any worse by the likes of the
Ruggles. He may one day come to curse my name, but for now I make
the decisions how he lives his life, who he sees, what he does, when he
eats, when he shits, when and where he sleeps and with whom.” Shane
“Is Loud and
Fuzzy git’n to be too much for you, Son?” Hoot asked shyly.
Hoot! They’s the least of my worries. Are you kidding, you
gimme’ two of the best cowboy slaves you had to balance them out.
Bart and Telly strum them ole boy’s heads daily like they’s a matched
set of pearl handled banjoes. They don’t give me a lick a’
laughed. Hoot and Cotton chuckled. They knew they chose the
right master for their little brothers.
wouldn’t get wind of what the Grange was up to and try to have his
daughter hidden or moved out of the country, it was decided Judge
Potter would quietly file a claim with the court to deliver one
boy-child to Shane Goodnight as his slave and personal property upon
birth. Said child would be removed from the mother and her family
and held for testing until parentage could be established. The
papers would not be processed or delivered to the hospital until the
birth of the child. If the boy was found to be the son of Master
Shane Goodnight’s slave, one Montana Polaris Dundee, it would be
released to Mr. Goodnight, the slave-boy’s rightful owner.
* * * * * * *
wound down to small talk. The men paid their respects and
compliments to Ms. Biddle, said their farewells to Boss Potter and
thanked him for a fine evening. They departed the big house and
as usual the men stood around outside and talked. Bobby asked to
be excused. He had some homework to do. He wanted to get it
done that evening so he wouldn’t have to do it over the weekend.
He could be free to run and play with the ponies or join Dexter and
Maxine on some adventure. His dad sent him on his way and told
him he would be joining him later. Shane had a huge container in
his hands of extra apple cobbler Essmee Fay made up for him and Cole to
take to their house. The men just seemed like they were enjoying
each other's company so much, Shane invited Lazarus, Jesse, Utah,
Charlie, Hoot, Cotton and Gil to their house for more dessert and some
Camomile tea. Shane and Gil walked up the hill together behind
the other men. They couldn’t be overheard. The other men
were talking among themselves.
“Will you say
something to Bobby about the importance of keeping to himself what he
hears us men discussing?” Shane asked quietly.
“I will, Captain
Shane, as a good measure, but I don’t think he would say nothing.
He’s come to understand there’s some pretty sensitive things what goes
on around here, and while he may not understand everything right away,
he trusts you completely. He's fiercely devoted to you. He
worships the ground you walk on just
slightly more than I do.” the big cowboy grinned in the moonlight, “I
think that boy would opt to have his heart ripped out before he
betrayed your trust. I know I would mine.” Gil said sincerely.
words, Mr. Manager, but they’s greatly appreciated. Could you add
another chore to your already overburdened work load?”
Captain, and since I ain’t got to worry about home schooling Bobby I
got more time available.”
“I want Monty’s
lab to ramp up its operations, and he might require some pretty
sophisticated scientific equipment. Can you get on the Free-net
establish a working relationship with some reputable companies so we
can order shit without raising a lot of suspicion.”
“You mean spread
out the purchases?” Gil asked.
So it don’t look like we’re doing anything what might be worth looking
“I think I can
handle it. I got me some black market contacts I can use.
For a bit more, they can git us anything we want without a trace.
For prime meat they will offer you their first born, their grandmother,
or bend over and whistle like a pig, your choice.
They can sell our meat on the black market for a
hun'nert times what we git for it.” Gil smiled.
great. Keep ‘em happy. Just keep me apprised of the
cost. I expect a tidy sum for an initial investment, but from
there it should level off. I’ll dump as much money as you need
into the ranch purchasing fund. After you research it, jes'
submit a figure to me.”
arrived at the foreman’s house on the hill, Gil Morris excused himself
to join Bobby. He said he had some things to do and wanted to
spend some quality time with his son. Shane insisted he share
some of the cobbler with him and Bobby. He took Gil to the
kitchen and scooped out a couple of goodly portions into a couple of
plastic container for him to take with him. He thanked Shane and
left out the backdoor.
* * * * * * *
Dexter set and
talked quietly with Monty as he ate his supper in the bunkhouse with
his cowboy slave brothers. He mostly listened as Monty answered
questions from his slave daddies. They wanted to know all about
his day and Monty told them what he thought he could without making
himself look like a freak. He didn’t tell them about learning to
morph and what happened at Mars port. He didn’t know how much
they knew about the wonders of the Grange. He knew from conversation
they witnessed some
strange things, so he concluded they must have some idea what was going
chose his words carefully. He wanted to invite Telly and Bart to
his quarters for the evening, but worried he might hurt Phil Pie and
Eli Stone’s feelings. He decided to spend the evening alone and
use the time to clean and polish his ramrod’s boots. Then he
planned to do something really queer. He would wear his ramrod’s
boots to bed and jack-off. Monty and Dexter helped the cowboy
slave cooks clean up after supper. Loud and Fuzzy’s slave daddies
told them to get their butts in the kitchen and give a hand.
Between the six men, they cleaned the kitchen quickly. When they
were done, it was spotless with the floor mopped
ready for the next day. They went out to sit in the cool of the
evening under the trees with the eight lead cowboys. Dexter set
in Monty’s lap, and they talked quietly. No one seemed to be
paying them much attention.
“I’m I always
going to be small, Monty?” Dexter asked quietly.
always.” Monty replied.
“I’m not gonna’
get the new body you made for me, am I?” he looked down at his hands.
“No.” Monty said
sadly, but he didn’t offer anymore or deny he made a new body for
Scarecrow was meant for me, wasn’t he?” Dexter pushed.
replied. He didn’t ask how Dexter knew. It wasn’t important
allowed to tell me nothing, are you?” Dexter probed.
“I ain’t been
told not to, little brother, but I think it would be better if you
talked with our master. I jes’ don’t think it’s my place to
discuss it with you. Remember how you reminded me he owns both of
us? Remember when you told me it was important to listen to you
and take to heart what you said?”
“I’ll tell you
the same thing you told me, trust our master and what he has in store
for you. I promise you won’t be disappointed. Strive to
please him in everything you do. He needs you to be Bobby’s
friend, teacher and mentor right now. If you do that and do a
good job, you will be rewarded.”
Will I be taken more seriously?”
“You already are
being taken more seriously than you ever have been before. Think
about it. You have a job jes’ like all Master Shane’s
will be allowed to grow up, Dexter, but you have to earn it.” Monty
saying I should have faith in our master.”
The same thing you advised me, and I’m glad I listened to you and took
you seriously.” Monty assured him. “Talk with Captain Shane if you’re
concerned or worried. You know you can asked him anything.
You got that big cowboy wrapped around yore’ little finger,
Honcho. He’ll tell you exactly what’s on his mind and what he’s
got planned for you. It ain’t no secret. His plans for us
are a bit different from what I had in mind, but I gotta’ admit he’s
done his homework and has some excellent ideas. Personally, I’m
glad we’re under his control. I think we both need some guidance
right now. Especially me; you, maybe not so much. You
been more disciplined than me. I tell you what, if Captain Shane
don’t have a lot planned for me tomorrow, I’ll ask him if I can take
you, Bobby and Maxine to see our new ship. You’ll love it
Dex. It’s so beautiful. It sort of wraps itself around you
and makes you feel at home.”
‘goodnight’ to Dexter and his slave daddies and parted for his
quarters. Jenny greeted him at the bridge. Monty managed to
talk his slave brothers out of a small plastic bag of carrots directly
out of the garden with stems, leaves and all. He gave her one and
she was happy. He didn’t have a chance to clean them real good
but that didn’t matter to Jenny. They were fresh and sweet.
He only gave her a couple and told her they had to last for a couple of
days until he could get more. She wasn’t happy with his
explanation, but after registering her complaint, she gave up and went
to her warm, comfortable nest in the barn.
* * * * * * * *
said ‘goodnight’ to Essmee Fay and thanked her for a wonderful
meal. She was retiring to her rooms. He watched the video
once more by himself and wondered at the beauty of the flying horses,
Monty and even Maxine herself flying with them. He didn’t turn
away this time when she slipped from Monty’s arms, but he noticed the
look of abject horror and instant grief which came across Monty’s
handsome face the moment he realized his companion was falling to her
death. Maxine was right. It was a good thing she chose
Monty to go for a ride with her. Any other person and she
wouldn’t be with him. The thought was too awful for the bossman
to dwell on. Potter didn’t consider what they did wasn’t well
thought out. Hell, they were both kids doing what kids do, having
fun with each other. They were bonding. He might have done
it himself if she asked. He turned the set off and climbed the
steps to his bedroom. He quietly undressed so’s not to disturb
Maxine. She was stretched out at the foot of his huge bed on her
side. He gently climbed into bed so he wouldn’t wake her, but she
raised her head.
drifted off to sleep, Sir.”
the day you’ve had you should be tired.”
Shane tell you?” she asked quietly.
“Not only did he
tell me, he showed me videos. They almost stopped my heart,
but I knew you were safe upstairs in bed.”
Master Potter, I was going to tell you myself, but I didn’t want to
spoil your supper.”
“I know you
were. It’s all right. Master Charlie thought the captain
should tell me about what happened.”
“Don’t be mad at
Monty, Sir, it weren’t his fault.”
anyone’s fault, little lady. I watched the video. It was
just one of those things. It happened. I just thank God it
was Monty what was with you and not someone else.”
“I wanted you to
know that, Sir. When I’m with Monty I feel safe. He’s my
brother, Master Potter. I love him.”
certainly have a high opinion of the young man myself.”
“No, I mean I
really love him. I want to have Monty’s puppies, Master Potter.”
could you...? Oh, I see. If Monty can morph into a male
Border Collie he’ll be capable of mating with you. Is that right?”
“Yes, Sir.” she
said. “He said I would be having my first easter soon.”
dear, but it’s called ‘estrus.’ I’ll tell you what I know about
it in the morning, but I want to take you to Cable and let him help me
tell you. I might not get everything right. Basically, it’s
a time when a young female dog becomes a fully grown adult lady dog,
becomes aware of herself sexually. There’s more to it than that,
but that’s a brief overview. It will happen a couple of times a
year, but I don’t want you getting pregnant the first time it
happens. These things must be planned. To be honest, I
don’t see any reason why Monty shouldn’t mate with you if you can talk
him into it. Have you considered, he may not find it to his
I know he will. He loves me, too, Master Potter. He’s one
angels. I know people don’t think dogs go to heaven, but I don’t
need to. You see, I got me my own private angels right here on
Earth--- you and Monty. My angel would do it for me. I know
Maxine was so sincere she started Potter laughing.
think he jes’ might, Maxine. I know I wouldn’t be able to turn
you down if’n I could morph myself into a handsome Border Collie.” he
smiled at her, then added, “Rest for now, sweetheart, don’t trouble
your mind. Everything will work out for the best, but I want to
know one thing.”
“Are you glad
you gave us a try, and are you happy you decided to live with us for a
Master Potter. More that happy, Sir, it was the right thing for
me to do. I found meaning and purpose here with you and Captain
Shane and I know I’m gonna’ have an even greater future with Bobby,
Dexter and Monty. Monty’s starship told me I was always welcome
to come and learn from them. They would teach me things.”
forget about me or leave me behind, sweetheart.” Potter asked.
You’re my number one, Master Potter. You’re my first
first angel. You offered me a home and your love. I've
heard humans say, home is where the heart is, and mine is here with
you. Monty may
be my brother, but you’re my companion.” she reached up and licked
Potter’s hand. He caressed her and scratched between her ears.
“I love you,
little girl, and I’m glad you weren’t hurt.”
“I love you,
too, Master. You’re a good man.”
They went to
sleep. Potter thought before he drifted off, he couldn’t remember
a time in his life when a compliment meant more to him than the moment
Maxine told him he was a good man. That was all he ever wanted to
be in life, and for all his accomplishments, or lingering self-doubts,
he knew in his heart he
finally reached his goal. It was like the very voice of God
himself spoke through her small body to bring his heart the serenity he
so longed for deep within his soul. He felt fulfilled as he never
felt before and slept the peace filled dreams of a man who knew how to
give and receive love in equal measure.
* * * * * * *
himself inside his quarters. He was glad to be home. It was
easier for him to think of the shack as his home or quarters now it was
away from his granddad’s property. Even though it became a
permanent fixture of the Potter/Goodnight ranch he knew in his heart it
would always be his home. He thought about the busy day he had
and all that happened. It was like he lived a complete lifetime
in one day. It seemed like eons ago he left the warm,
comfortable embrace of his ramrod. It just seemed to him like he
in Jimmy Joe Russell’s strong capable cowboy arms. Thoughts or
mental images of Jimmy Joe drifted through his head all day. He
sometimes would get a brief, fleeting smell of Jimmy Joe’s masculine
fragrance and his heart would almost stop. Then it would pump so
hard his penis would engorge with blood.
because during his first couple of weeks in jail he thought of nothing
else but Shanna Ruggles. Since coming to the ranch, he hadn’t
thought about Shanna in a week or more. He was becoming a part of
something much bigger that himself, and he was beginning to make new
bonds. He began to think back about his jail time and remembered
how obsessed he was at first with thoughts of Shanna, and how it almost
ripped his heart out sometimes. It felt like he lost a part of
his person; like a part of his soul was taken away from him,
unceremoniously murdered and buried in a shallow grave somewhere on the
lone prairie where the coyotes howl and the wind blows free without
even a rock to mark the portion of his passing.
After a couple
of weeks of fending off Coyote John by using only his wits, the big
began to get more insistent with increasing threats of violence.
Monty made a
decision. He didn’t want to hurt Coyote John even if he had to
defend himself. He finally decided to give in and allowed John to
have his way with him. That was a nice way of thinking about
Coyote John’s attentions. The naked truth was the big Indian used
and abused him without conscience. The more Coyote John used him,
the more sex they had, the less Monty obsessed and grieved over
Shanna. After all, she made no attempt to contact him or come
visit him. She didn’t even send a note or have a friend contact
him. Her memory went from a raging fire within him to a
smoldering ember until one day he went a whole day without thinking
about her. That’s when
Monty began to think more about Coyote John than Shanna. Was this
what Jimmy Joe meant about ‘weaning’ someone away from something,
another person, or another situation?
Did Coyote John unwittingly
wean him away from his obsession for Shanna and replace his passion for
her with his? He wasn’t sure ‘who’ was on first or second, but he
felt he could be certain ‘what’ wasn’t on third. If it was so,
was he now finding himself being weaned away from Coyote John by his
handsome cowboy ramrod? Shouldn’t ‘weaning’ take more than one
roll in the hay? He imagined it might have something to with the
cowboy? Perhaps it
depended on the hotness of the cowpoke. He decided Ramrod Jimmy
Joe Russell was a ten plus on the scale of hot buckaroos. Did it
make him a callow
fellow? Was he incapable of a long lasting relationship?
Was he so shallow? Did it really matter? Perhaps not.
Perhaps it was a lesson in life like the old song he once heard: If you
can’t love the one you want, love the one you’re with. He found the
idea interesting but totally lacked merit. It was amusing to him,
but only acted as a temporary band-aid for his conundrum.
a mental note to asked his ramrod about it when he saw him next.
No! He would put the question to his master. Shane wowed
him several times with his mature insights; on the other hand,
sometimes he could be as clumsy as a new born colt trying to express
something he wanted to say but didn’t make a lot of sense. He
would come close to falling on his face, but he seemed to get
away with it because he was sincere and for the most part
charming. That thought struck him as funny. Whoever heard
of a ‘charming’ cowboy? Perhaps a lady who knows what she
wants? He was sure it wouldn’t be in the list of character traits
most looked for in a good hand. He could only imagine a foreman
of a ranch discussing a cowboy as being so incompetent he couldn't pour
piss from a boot with the instructions written on the heel, but he had
to hire him because he was charming. Nevertheless, no matter how
responded, Monty knew Shane would give it his best shot, and to give
his master the benefit of the doubt, Monty decided he found Shane very
charming. It was one of his most outstanding qualities.
He decided he’d
walk into the lab and see what his boys were up to. He grabbed
the sack he brought back with him from Mars Port to take with
him. He walked in, ran his hand over the sensor and the lab came
alive with lights and critters. It looked like Santa’s workshop
two days before Christmas. Minniots, Rarebits and Hommynids were
scurrying about doing all sorts of chores. Several were gathered
looking into one of the smaller growing tanks. They already had
Dexter’s new form taking shape. Monty reached into the sack he
was carrying and brought out the box that contained his Captain Shane
Goodnight action figure. He set the box on the counter and undid
it. He took out Captain Shane’s figure and carefully stripped it
cowboy clothes. He smiled to himself because several of his
workers noticed the bulge in Monty's Wranglers and the wet spot at his
crotch as he denuded the figure. Once he had
Captain Shane’s image completely naked he turned to his workers to show
them and smiled. He didn’t have to say a word. They knew
the new model for Dexter was to be an adolescent Captain Shane.
One carefully took the figure from him, placed it in a prominent spot
near the tank and they began to take photos of it from all
angles. They downloaded many pictures into their data
banks. Monty knew from his experience with his boys it would be a
smaller version of Shane Goodnight. That’s the way he wanted
it. He wanted Dexter to have a chance to develop on his own and
not follow in his shadow. Better Dexter should walk in his hero’s
wake for a while. The critters could read Monty’s mind.
He was sure of it, but he couldn’t hear them. He had to talk with
Maxine about that. She said something about drinking lummox milk
and told him it would open his neural pathways to be able to send and
receive. She seemed to know a lot about a lot of different things
and was absolutely brilliant about a few things. He looked
forward to spending more time with her, if he wasn’t bared from being
her friend after the Mars incident. He thought about
the Scarecrow. One of his favorite Rarebits gently took him by
the hand to lead him up the stairs to the other floor. As they
slowly went up he could see Scarecrow sitting up and smiling at the
activities of the Hommynids. He caught sight of Monty and raised
his hand to wave.
it’s good to see you.” he said in a normal tone of voice.
“My, my, I
didn’t think they’d have you functional this quickly. Forgive me,
I lost track of time. Time passes differently here than it does
in my dimension.”
“I’m not sure I
understand, Sir.” the bio-bot said.
“You don’t need
to right now. It will become more clear to you later. What
shall I call you? Do you wish to be known by your previous name
of Kuklacon or by a more human name?” Monty asked with a smile.
“I have a
choice?” he asked innocently.
“Of course you
have a choice, my friend. We have not given you this body to
reprogram you. You are an experiment in combining two separate
species. So what shall I call you?”
“They have been
referring to me as Scarecrow. I like that name, but I was told it
might be only temporary.”
communicating with you digitally?”
“No, Sir, I can
hear them in their heads. They could block me if they wish, but
they haven’t. They’ve been very gracious. The medium sized
ones look like a race of symbiotic hominids who live on our long-arms
“According to my
source they were patterned after them. Why don’t you think about
it for a while and let me know later how you would like to be
known? You could even take a completely new name, but if you’d
like to be known as Kuklacon I’m sure that would be okay with my
“Was he one of
the men who brought me back from Mars?” he asked.
He’s the one they call Captain Shane.”
and noble Captain Shane? The savior or our race? I was in
“Yes, you were.”
“I’m filled with
emotions I can not describe. He is such a hero to my
species. You have no idea what he and his companions did for
us. Something’s wrong, Sir. My eyes are leaking a salt
Kuklacon. It’s our way of expressing strong emotions.
They’re called tears. They will flow for a while until the
emotion passes or you feel better. Have they been teaching you to
use your new body?”
I only sit here when they need to download something into my
brain. They’re through with me for a while. I am to
rest. I don’t rest well sitting in this chair so they allow me to
lie prone on a bench they cleared for me. I am learning to shut
down my brain and enter what is known as sleep.”
“Are my workers
treating you well? Is there anything you might want?”
“They treat me
very well, Sir. I can’t think of anything. I know this is a
period of rebirth for me into a new form. We do not know
frustration or impatience as you do, Sir. All of this is
wonderful and new compared to sitting alone on the surface of our
planet knowing I will expire one day. I have been given a new
chance at life. A hope for the future. Yes, they have been
to me. They try to make my transition as comfortable and painless
as possible. I have suffered no pain or discomfort.”
“Can you walk by
I’m adjusting quite well to this body. I have control over most
of my functions. I have not yet learned how to handle waste
materials. I have control of the liquids, but I just can’t seem
to get the hang of passing solid waste.”
“You’ll learn in
time. It takes us humans a couple of years as children, but I
would expect you to master it much sooner. Is that why they have
you in diapers?”
I haven’t been able to control myself yet. Is it embarrassing to
humans when they fail to control themselves?”
Kuklacon. It can be very embarrassing. Don’t worry about
it. You will learn in time. Don’t try to rush
yourself. I have to return to my dimension. I must have
a sleep period. I will look in on you in the morning. Now,
you must understand, time passes differently in my dimension than this
one. A couple of weeks may go by here before I get back to you,
but don’t allow yourself to become discouraged. Keep doing the
best you can, and I promise I will return soon. I’ll have you out
of here as soon as possible, but you need to learn a few more motor
skills and perhaps learn to control your waste. Will you be all
“I will be fine,
Monty. I will do my best to make you proud of me. Give my
fondest regards to Captain Shane if you should see him.”
“I’ll let you do
that in person, Kuklacon. I will take you to meet him when you’re
“I would be
thrilled to be in his presence again, Monty.”
'goodbye' to his workers. Some waved, others came to touch him or
give him a hug. He turned off the barrier and returned to his
dimension and quarters. He was pleased the way Kuklacon was
coming along. He thought he could get used to calling him
Kuklacon. Maybe he might want another name entirely. Monty
thought he might if he found himself in the same circumstance. He
climbed the stairs to his bedroom and thought about time and
dimensions. He would have to wait an eternity to be with his
ramrod again. Even then, he wasn’t sure he’d get to see him next
Thursday. The ramrod didn’t seem sure when he could return.
From the sounds of it, Jimmy Joe’s life was pretty hectic. Well,
he would make the best of the situation. He saw Jimmy Joe’s boots
he left behind and knew he had to take care of them before he went to
He gathered them
and felt the weight of his ramrod’s boots. They were two sizes
larger than he wore and considerably heavier than his boots. He
carried them down the stairs to his kitchen sink. He set them on
the floor and got out some old newspapers from beneath one of his
cabinets and spread them on the counter. He set the boots on the
papers and got out an old utility knife he used for cleaning the muck
off his own boots and scraped the mud and animal dung from the bottom
of Jimmy Joe’s boots. When he was satisfied he set them in the
sink and wrapped the dirt and filth in the papers and threw them in his
burning bin. He got out his saddle soap and several soft brushes
and lathered Jimmy Joe’s boots from top to bottom. When he rinsed
them with warm damp cloth he could feel the softness the saddle soap
brought to the leather. It was a good, sensual feeling. He
sometimes bathed in saddle soap. He loved the smell, and it made
his skin soft. He would keep an erection for hours afterward from
the smell alone.
He moved from
the kitchen to his other workroom, but stayed downstairs where he
hadn’t yet turned on the dimensional change. He placed them on a
bench and got out his dyes and polish. He used only the most
expensive boot creams and polish. After he added the correct dyes
to cover scuff marks he added the creams and polish and finished them
off on his buffing machine. He let the machine do the work until
he could see his face in them. He smiled at the wicked thoughts
that crossed his mind. Was he becoming a pervert? Why did
he have this abnormal love of men’s boots from the time he was a little
kid? Was this a part of his sexuality? All he knew was, he
wouldn’t change it for the world. He loved his appreciation for
leather and fine boots. He left the workshop, closed the door and
walked up the stairs to his bedroom. He held Jimmy Joe’s boots in
one hand and a small wooden orange crate in the other. He set the
orange crate on end against the far wall under his windows and set
Jimmy Joe’s boots on the crate for him to look at and admire. A
thought crossed his mind.
He ran down to
his kitchen area, looked in another cabinet and retrieved four small
votive lights. He returned to his bedroom and set the votive
lamps at the corners of the orange crate. He carefully lit each
one. He was kneeling so close to Jimmy Joe’s boots he could smell
the fragrance of them filling his lungs. His penis got roaring
hard. Was he becoming conditioned to a sexual response?
Who, the fuck, cared? It turned him on and that was all the
answer he needed. He dimmed the lights in his bedroom. Only
the light to the picture of the cowboy above his bed was on and the
lights from the votive lamps gave Jimmy Joe’s boots the look of holy
relics on an altar just waiting to be worshiped. He moved away to
admire his handy work and breathed a deep sigh of relaxation.
What was coming over him? He slowly removed his own boots and
took off his clothes.
* * * * * * *
Shane got out
six small dishes and the baking pan containing Ms. Biddle apple
cobbler. He spooned out helpings of cobbler for the men who
wanted more dessert. Jesse and Utah graciously declined.
Cole was making them a pot of Camomile tea sweetened with honey from
Gil’s little buddies. They set down in the living room in front
of their new wide screen video monitor. They had a high-def
digital receiver hooked up to it. Shane wanted to see the video
of Monty’s saving Maxine again. They requested Kyron to run the
video for them
and the men marveled at Monty’s athletic abilities, determination,
quick thinking and strength of purpose.
stunt should make them very wealthy, odd job.” Cole said.
“I agree, Pa.”
replied Shane. The men discussed Monty’s amazing abilities and
how he seemed to be blooming living among them. Lazarus wondered
if it was meant to be this way. Jesse was almost certain it was
planned. Hoot and Cotton couldn't believe some of the things the
told them Monty could do. When they told them about Monty being
able to change his sex organs to please his ramrod, they laughed their
asses off. Not because they didn’t believe them, but for the
surprise Ramrod Russell would get. Shane was about to have Kyron
close down the video when a thought ran through his head.
“I wonder what
our young hero is up to in his quarters? I wonder if he invited
someone to his bed?” Shane asked Cole.
“I got a
ten-spot what says he didn’t. I know about cowboy love, and if’n
he’s falling in love with ole Jimmy Joe he’ll be home alone.” offered
“I wouldn’t take
that bet.” Charlie laughed.
spy on him?” said Cole to Shane.
“The hell I
wouldn’t.” Shane grinned at him, “I was serious what I done said
earlier; he’s my slave, damn it. I got the right as his
master. Since when does a slave have privacy rights? I
never had none, and I know damn well you never did
“Maybe I just
expect more of you, odd job.” Cole said quietly.
“Don’t do a
guilt trip on me, Pa. You know I ain’t got no defense against the
better angels of yore’ nature.” he grinned at Cole.
“Okay, but I
expect you to make it up to him one way or t’other.” Cole stated
your moral outrage, Cole, but Captain Shane’s right. A slave
ain’t got no privacy rights. He’s no more than chattel or
livestock. Charlie and Shane are two of the most lenient and
progressive slave masters I’ve ever known. It’s gotta’ say
something about their humanity to have freemen find their way to their
ranches and volunteer to be their slaves. We got about a dozen we
took on, and I think you got half a dozen or more.” Lazarus came to
“Look, Pa, I
promise I’ll square it with him, all right? Kyron activate
Monty’s robo-cams and give us a feed.”
The men looked
into Monty’s bedroom and saw it was dark except for the light on the
picture above his bed. The center of attention was the small
wooden crate next to the wall under the windows with four candles
burning around a pair of handsome, well shined cowboy boots.
“Oh, my, God!”
exclaimed Shane, “That little pervert. Them’s Ramrod Russell’s
boots. I hungered after them boots more’n a couple of times.”
Shane chuckled at his admission. It was obvious, Monty was
alone. Hoot Austin slapped his knee and started laughing.
He elbowed Cotton and got him laughing.
“Didn’t I tell
you he’d be alone?” Hoot said triumphantly.
Monty done cleaned ‘em up and polished ‘em real good for him.” Cole
completely naked and walked over to the boots. He knelt in front
of his altar and began to make love to them while playing with
himself. Hoot and Cotton were hooting, laughing and
The kid’s got it bad, doe’nee? He’s worse than I am about
boots. That little pervert!” Shane exclaimed and laughed.
“I’d say Jimmy
Joe Russell don’t know what he’s got a holt’ of.” laughed Cotton, “He’s
got a tiger by the tail it’s plain to see.” he added.
“Why do you call
him a pervert, Son?” Jesse took exception. “If he was in a church
and he was kneeling in front of a box what contained a hank of hair or
a shank of bone from some saint and leaned over to kiss it, that would
be okay?”Jesse challenged Shane.
difference, Master Jesse. What our boy’s doing and what I’ve done
many times is sexual in nature. What people do in church is
Lazarus joined the challenge. “Thanks for clearing that up for
us. Why is, Monty paying homage to the memory of his night with
his ramrod, and making love to his boots any less valid a religious
experience? Look closely. He’s made an altar, he’s got
candles surrounding the object of his adoration. The ramrod’s
boots are in a prominent place for him to worship. He’s obviously
taken some time to prepare them to be looked upon by the object of his
affection as an offering of his love for him. He’s stripped his
body of all clothing to humble himself before kneeling before the icons
of his love. While he can't have his Ramrod he has an article of
to pay homage to. Meets all my criterion for a worship
To separate sex from religious worship is naive. In almost every
church there’s a nude man hanging on a cross. Some present him
more modestly than others showing a loin cloth around his private parts
while others show the full monty.
You try that in any public
place with any other male figure, and you’ll get arrested for
pornography. In the early part of this century an artist made a
nude chocolate Jesus, and some ignorant fat ass Catholic
fundamentalist, bitched and moaned about it until he had to remove it
from public viewing. So much for suffer the little children come
unto sweet Jesus. Perhaps it was his color they objected to
Lazarus laughed. “After all, it’s absurd to think Jesus might have been
any color other than white with blue eyes and blond hair. To
suggest he might have been the same color as a Muslim won’t play in
Texas churches ‘at’s for damn sure! Sallman’s head of Christ, a
blonde haired, blue eyed Jesus, has
been taken from the realm of artistic fantasy and elevated to fact.”
volumes of erotic mystical writings of the saints.” stated Jesse. “Some
so erotic if you didn’t know better you could swear they were lifted
word for word from an Internet porn site. The descriptions of St.
Theresa of Avila and her religious ecstasy in mid-air being pierce by a
bright angel with his golden sword and her subsequent orgasm was indeed
the perfect description of a sexual experience. The writings of a
Brother Antoninus around the end of the twentieth century were down
right filthy descriptions of lurid homosexual acts with his ‘lord’
plowing his red Earth with Jesse’s thorn. Quite frankly, I find
what Monty’s doing is far more wonderful and sincere than what I see in
most churches today. He’s expressing a private ritual of his own
design to express his feelings. There is no repression in his
What you’re seeing is the most basic fundamental
statement of affection you can imagine. The problem with religion
is, it represses the natural sexual urges and functions of man and at
the same time hypocritically suggests a sexual relationship with the
almighty. The church as the bride of Christ, nuns marrying Jesus
and becoming a part of his holy harem are but a small part of this
subliminal appeal. Mankind will never fully come to a successful
understanding of his sexuality until religion is done away with.” Jesse
stated flatly. Those were strong words for him. He was
usually a quiet observer and would only participate when called
upon. Utah laid his head in Jesse’s lap and looked at him with
love. Jesse petted him.
The men set
spellbound by Monty and continued to watch and talk quietly among
themselves. Whatever their thoughts on Lazarus and Jesse’s
statements didn’t seem to affect their penises. Every man had an
erection and their dicks were drooling in their Wranglers. Jesse
was blown away by Monty’s actions and felt the kid was far more
advanced than most men in his ability to express himself. Monty
stood and took the boots to the edge of his bed and pulled them
on. He stood and stomped around in them like he’d seen Jimmy Joe
do several times.
“His feet must
be swimming in them big boots.” grinned Cotton.
“Yeah, I bet
doing the backstroke.” added Shane.
“Not for long,
gentlemen.” Jesse said. “My hunch is he’ll fill them quite nicely in a
could ask what Jesse was talking about, they watched in silent awe as
into his beloved ramrod. Shane shook his head and grinned at
Cole. Lazarus grabbed Charlie’s arm and they almost fell out of
their chairs laughing. Hoot and Cotton’s mouths dropped open.
Holy Mary mother of God and all them saints. I wouldn’t a
believed it if’n I ain’t seen it for myself. He just change into
Jimmy Joe Russell. Except he ain’t got no scar, his balls is a
mite bigger and hang a little lower.” Hoot allowed.
“You ain’t seen
your ex-slave naked lately, have you? Monty removed his scar and
gave him a new set of balls last Thursday evening. That’s the way
he looks now.” said Shane.
Monty walked in
front of his full length mirror next to his bed and smiled at his
image. He took his copy of Jimmy Joe’s big penis in his hand an
started slowly working it.
you are looking at something that surpasses religion or the barriers of
common sexuality. Why would you need porn movies or nude pics of
someone you love when you can morph into their image and jack off
admiring the object of your affection? I’d say that was as close
to pure genius as you can get.” Jesse said almost in a whisper.
There was no doubt he was quite taken with Monty and his
abilities. Utah could smell his master’s sexual excitement rising
through his Wrangles and knew he would get a big bone tossed his way
later that evening. Monty worked and
worked Jimmy Joe’s cock until he almost brought himself to climax then
stopped, lay down on his bed and turned off the picture light.
He morphed back to Monty wearing his ramrod’s big boots, but went a
step further and morphed his genitals into the cunt Jesse and Utah
taught him to make. Hoot and Cotton came up out of their seats
and had to walk around behind the couch where Lazarus and Charlie were
“I can not
fuck’n believe that!” said Cotton. “Oh, my, God, I wonder what
Jimmy Joe will think?” he said quietly.
old man like I do, he’ll think he done died an went to cowboy
heaven. Lord knows, I wouldn’t mind have’n a go at it
myself.” Hoot allowed. Cotton grinned at him. “I hope
yore’ old hole’s open for business later this evening, pardner.” he
grinned at Cotton.
cowboy, it’s open and serving it up hot twenty-four/seven.” Cotton said
unashamed. The men laughed. They continued to watch as
Monty fingered himself to reach his first climax with his new
cunt. Not a word was said. It was like they were all with
him, in his bed, urging him on to get his first clitoral climax.
When Monty began to writhe in ecstasy from his climax there were moans
and groans from all the men. No one shot his load, but they came
damn close. They were emotionally drained.
Son, turn it off.” Cole urged Shane.
Pa.” he took the remote and turned off the screen.
The men were
quiet. There wasn’t much need for comments. They each
expressed a need to get home. The couldn’t say their ‘goodbyes’
fast enough and headed for the gate. That evening Cotton got the
best fucking he received from his mate in several years. He had a
smile on his face and a song in his heart for a week afterward.
Utah was fed Jesse’s big juicy bone. Lazarus and Charlie swapped
out fucking each other until the wee hours of the morning. Shane
cleaned up the living area and walked into the bedroom. Sitting
in the large overstuffed chair was his pa wearing nothing but his big
boots. Shane grinned and quickly removed his clothes.
“You ready for
cowboy church, Son?” Cole grinned.
“I’d worship at
your boots any day, Pa.” Shane replied. “What would you think if’n
you’s to come in and find me kneeling before a pair of your buckaroo
boots making love to ‘em?” he asked.
“I’d bend you
over my knee and take my wide belt to yore’ ass, boy.”
“Cause I wanna’
be in them boots you be worshiping, Son.”
“You say the
sweetest damn things sometime, Pa." Shane grinned.
“It’s jes’ part
of ma’ job being yore’ Pa, boy.” Cole smiled.
remember a time when his Pa’s boots tasted better. He got himself
fucked pretty damn good, too.
End of Chaper 66
~ Waco’s Lummox
Copyright 2008 ~