Pandemic Pt. 02 Ch. 06-10

This time Eliza had stayed, sitting next to me on the couch. Annelise sat on another sheepskin nearby on the carpet. We chatted about the day and what special things would like to find, projects and dreams.

Tiffany tried to entice and snuggle against Annelise, then returned her attention to Maddy.

"You know about Tiffany, will it upset you?" I whispered to Eliza.

"No, I am fine. Just as long as she stays away from Linda."

Tiffany heard her and responded to us, "I won't touch Linda because Eliza gets upset."

"And you won't try and touch Michael?" I asked.

"No, I won't touch him either, because Eliza will also get upset and angry if I touch him too."

"Linda might get upset too", I commented.

Tiffany looked surprised, "Really? I just thought Eliza would. Linda would too?"

I sighed. I guess Linda and Michael being a couple was too complex. She decided I had distracted her enough. She stripped and smothered Maddy with kisses. Maddy sighed and started stroking her naked body while chatting.

Then Tiffany pulled a face at Eliza who was watching.

"Tiffany stop", Maddy growled softly.

M

addy stopped touching her and Tiffany squirmed.

Tiffany pulled a face at Eliza again and then realised that was not helping her case and pleaded for forgiveness.

"I'll do something for you".

She undid the buttons of Maddy's shirt, opened her shirt and started to slide her bra straps from her shoulders.

"Oh and what would that be? I might not want touching." Maddy responded.

Tiffany looked at her with a surprised expression, then frowned and thought.

"I'll feed the chickens. You don't like that and are rude to the chickens."

We all looked at her in surprise.

"She is rude to them when she stands on their poop." Tiffany explained.

We all laughed and smiled at Maddy sympathetically.

As Tiffany was not getting the reaction she wanted, she pulled Maddy's hands to her breasts and tried again, "Or I will pick tomatoes?"

"Which tomatoes would you pick?" I asked curiously.

"The red ones that are soft of course, they are sweetest and nicest."

"So you can feed the chickens and pick tomatoes rather than just play with the ducks?"

She stopped kneading Maddy's breasts and looked up, "Of course. Duh. But it is more fun just playing with the ducks, sheep and dogs."

Hmm, I thought, her days of just playing have just ended. I wondered what else she could do.

"Tiffany, do you know how to drive or use a gun?"

Maddy mouthed from behind Tiffany that she could drive before.

Tiffany thought for a moment and then responded, "No, I've seen you drive, but too many things to do."

She thought for a moment again.

"You just carry the guns around when I see you with them. I can do that too, they don't seem heavy. I have not seen you use them for anything though."

"What would you do if there was danger like a snake or a fire?" I asked.

"I would run to someone and call for help. I don't like fire, I burnt my finger on a match when 'Lise was lighting a candle. It hurts. What's a snake?"

So innocent and sweet, it was sad. We had underestimated her abilities though and we now had another helper, as long as the tasks were kept simple.

She turned to Maddy and did her best contrite face, "I'll be very nice to Eliza and do the chickens and tomatoes tomorrow."

Eliza got up and bent down to Tiffany, kissing her cheek, "Enjoy your reward."

Tiffany ran her fingers up through Eliza's long black hair as it hung down over their faces.

Eliza slipped away back to the sofa again. Maddy started thumbing Tiffany's clit and slid two fingers along her exposed cleft and inside. Tiffany grasped Maddy and moaned. Meanwhile Eliza lay along the leather sofa, her head on my thigh. I brushed her hair from her face, her dark honey brown eyes were intently watching the scene in front of us. Annelise sat on the rug, her head back against the side of my knee and thigh. Karen leaned lightly against me on the sofa, lightly stroking my knee and Annelise's shoulder, cheek and hair. Voyeurs all, we watched Maddy give Tiffany relief, thumbing her clit quickly while three fingers twisted inside her. She faced us, legs spread wide, nipples erect, back arched, eyes closed and lightly holding Maddy's arm. She had such beautiful light olive skin. It was unblemished and a contrast to Maddy's white skin, which freckled at her cleavage and shoulders. Maddy leant across, sucking her nipple and breast into her mouth, and quickly nipping the swollen brown nipple.

Tiffany writhed, twitched and moaned. Maddy eased her pace, lightly massaging her pussy. I tossed her my handkerchief and she smiled and placed it on the rug below Tiffany's wet drippy pussy, tickling her lightly with her finger as she did. Tiffany giggled.

Karen yawned, "I need to sleep." She said as she got up.

I leant up to kiss her, stroking her flank and grasping her breast as I did so. She let me play with her swinging breasts as we kissed slowly. She laughed and drew her eyes away from Maddy and Tiffany.

"I AM tired!"

She gave me a hard kiss and quickly left us, pausing to turn and wish us all a good night. My eyes drew back from Karen, glancing at Eliza lying on her side, head still on my thigh as I did. A small pointed nipple peaking under her cotton top, her breathing fast as she gazed down at Tiffany and Maddy.

Annelise turned and kissed the inside of my knee, then slowly my thigh, closer and closer along my thin cotton trousers. Eliza watched her. Annelise watched her in turn as she unbuttoned my trousers and reached for my fly, unzipping it slowly. Eliza tensed then relaxed into my thigh again, I could feel her heart beating faster.

Annelise exposed me, drawing my erect cock from my jocks. She kissed the already wet tip, teasing with her tongue. Eliza relaxed more, lying her head to the side on my thigh, a bare fingers length from Annelise's face. Gentle lips engulfed me, moist soft, gently sucking as her tongue stroked and teased me. The two women watched each other intently, each laying their claim. Annelise removed her lips and bent my cock towards Eliza. Oh she was going to share after all. Eliza shook her head very slightly and Annelise returned to sucking me.

I stroked her pale smooth skin, stroking her arm and shoulder. She leant back and quickly removed her shirt. Tonight she was braless. She returned to sucking and sliding her warm lips around my head and down my shaft. I found my other hand stroking Eliza's back and flank, my hand having eased her t-shirt out. The girls still played their game, looking into each other's eyes. I watched my hands stroking their skin. One hand touching smooth satin of milky alabaster, the other gliding over silky skin of the palest ivory. Both so lovely. I gently caressed a milky smooth breast and Annelise closed her lips more firmly around my shaft. I stroked Eliza as she watched, trailing my fingertips up to just touch the lower swelling of her breasts. She trembled when I lightly brushed them with my fingers, her heart racing and breathing rapid.

Oh Annelise had complete control of my senses. Warm firm, soft, slippery lips and a swirling pressing caressing tongue had brought me bliss. I gasped in air and felt my balls and rigid cock swell. Gentle fingers lightly tickled and grasped my balls and cum erupted into Annelise's mouth. She held me, raising her head, white cum running from the side of her mouth. I came again, strings of semen on my belly, thigh and a strand on Eliza's cheek.

Annelise smiled at her, "Sorry."

Eliza responded by wiping it off with her finger and then sucking it. She immediately wrinkled her nose and pulled a face. We laughed. Across the room Maddy watched us, smiling and sipping red wine. Tiffany lay asleep on a sheepskin.

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Tiffany now got the tomato collecting and poultry feeding chores. Karen also described what snakes were and to keep away from them. It was great she was now giving a hand with tasks as next Sunday, the 3rd April, was to be the wedding day. It was the busiest week yet. Annelise and Karen mixed up a cake and icing from one of the recipe books and created a wedding cake. Michael and Maddy caught some fish and we baked bread, chocolate brownies and cookies. Gradually each of us contributed a favourite recipe and by Saturday evening we already had a feast waiting. Karen and Linda finished Linda's gown and Michael's suit. We prepared a duck for roasting, I found out that removing feathers was tedious, but the CWA Cookbook had some handy tips. Later after we had tasted it, it was hard to not lick my lips when walking past the remaining ducks.

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The big day arrived, Sunday 3rd April. The day was filled with cooking and last minute preparations, until late in the afternoon we were ready. I wore the almost forgotten formal wear that I had packed just in case I needed it when I came to stay here, a grey jacket and trousers, pale blue shirt and I had borrowed a bow tie from Richard. Down in the formal dining room the entrance door was fanned with fern leaves and flowers. Flowers, ribbons and white balloons decorated the sides and end of the room. Golden ribbons, roses in vases and candles decorated the wedding table. I did some last minute tidying while I waited with Michael. He wore one of Richard's best formal tuxedo jackets with black trousers, bow tie and white shirt.

Annelise, Karen and Tiffany wore Megan's dresses that they had adapted to fit. Annelise wore a pale lilac, ankle length, strapless gown that crossed between her breasts, a purple sash tied in a bow at her hip. She held a bouquet of white lilies, lavender and irises. Her platinum blonde hair shone and glittered in the candlelight. She had it half up and braided around the sides, ornamented with more tiny purple flowers. Karen wore a royal blue v-neck gown with her black hair tied up with blue ribbon. Tiffany too looked beautiful, wearing a watermelon red gown, her long wavy black hair loosely tied with red ribbon and she held a bunch of roses.

Eliza entered wearing an ankle length red dress. So slender and the dress fitted like a glove, the rich red fabric suited her straight black hair. It had been her high school formal dress and I had happened to collect it from her room among the other clothes I had collected from her wardrobe. She wore red rosebuds and tiny white flowers tucked into her French roll, her shoulders were covered in a red lace shawl. Her lashes were brushed with mascara, lips glazed with crimson lacquer. She also wore a beautiful set of golden ruby earrings and pendant, the jewellery courtesy of Megan.

Annelise turned up music. Shortly after Linda entered in a dress of white satin, once Megan's wedding gown. They had altered it perfectly so it hugged her figure and narrowed below her hips. White lace had been added to her shoulders, covered her cleavage and created a short train. She wore a simple silver circlet, created by Michael, with a veil and white flowers. For months the concept of makeup had been forgotten, a concept of the past, the time before the virus. Linda was made up into a beautifully, subtly painted doll, her eyes striking, her lips perfect. She smiled at Michael who gazed at her, expression awestruck. I moved around and to the front, facing Linda, Michael and the others.

The service was by necessity simple.

Michael spoke of his love for her.

Linda spoke of her love for him.

Then I asked the vows for them. "Do you Phan Hong Hanh Linda take Le Van Tuan Michael to be your husband, forsaking all others?"

She responded firmly, gazing at him in adoration, "I take you Le Van Tuan Michael to be my husband, to join with you and from this time onward to share all that is to come, to be your faithful wife, to nurture and support you, this commitment I make in love, to be kept in faith, and eternal."

"Do you Le Van Tuan Michael take Phan Hong Hanh Linda to be your wife, forsaking all others?"

He responded, "I have forgotten, I do, I do."

I smiled and took the words he had written from my pocket and passed them to him.

He took a breath and spoke, "I take you Phan Hong Hanh Linda to be my wife, to join with you and from this time onward to share all that is to come, to be your faithful husband, to nurture and support you, this commitment I make in love, to be kept in faith, and eternal."

The women all clapped and cheered.

I spoke, "Phan Hong Hanh and Le Van Tuan, Linda and Michael, now wish to exchange a symbol of their love for each other and their marriage."

Eliza approached with the rings. Michael took the smaller one.

"Linda, this ring is a symbol of my eternal love for you and of my marriage in the eyes of the Lord."

Linda then took the other, "This ring shall be a symbol of my eternal love for you Michael and of my marriage to you in the eyes of all here and in the eyes of the Lord."

I smiled, "We offer our love and support to your marriage, and wish you every blessing and a long and happy life together. Please kiss your bride."

The room again erupted in cheers, then a few moments later from Maddy, "Okay, stop kissing now or we will starve."

After lots of congratulations and kissing, Karen, Maddy and Annelise disappeared to the kitchen while we sat.

The table was set out in circular entertaining room in the top floor of the tower. Solid stone and massive timbers supported large windows and a circular balcony. The view outside was magnificent but so was the spectacle inside the room. A white linen table cloth laid with beautiful gold embossed fine bone china and glasses of the finest crystal. Silver cutlery with gold handles were matched to each place, while a silver cake knife and gold cake server sat next to Annelise's wedding cake. Food sat warming in magnificent china bowls and tureens, or on silver and gold platters. I said a silent thank you to Richard and Megan to leave us with such elegant beauty. With regular meetings and plane flights they had no chance of survival, not unharmed anyway. I gazed at Tiffany and shivered, and she was relatively lucky I guess.

We feasted, danced, drank toasts, cut the cake, drank more, danced and forgot about the world beyond the room. By starlight with candles we led Michael and Linda to their cottage. Annelise, Maddy and Eliza presented them with a platter for the next day and they were told we did not expect to see them until the evening. Maddy presented them with an extra gift, a silver platter with a dozen condoms. Alas it was still best that Linda did not become pregnant just yet.

More kisses and we left them to their wedding night, returned, changed and chatted and drank some more while we started the necessary clearing up. The less necessary cleaning up, we would leave that until tomorrow.

The next morning my head was a lead drum with an invisible drummer hitting it. Maddy looked even worse and everyone else was very quiet until lunchtime.

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Two days after the wedding. A normal day, Maddy was out with the cattle, Annelise, Tiffany and Eliza were tending the gardens. Michael and I were at the south east tower constructing the walkway and the others were in the house. I held the support frame while he bolted on the next beam to support the walkway. Suddenly a shot, then another, from the western pasture.

I grabbed the rifle and followed Michael who sprinted to the south western tower and up to the walkway. A dozen skinny dogs roamed around Maddy and the cattle. She stood in front and had shot two. She shot another which was attempting to circle around and in from the north. Michael jumped down and took off running to the house as he was without a weapon.

I saw another two attempting to circle around behind her from the south, moving slowly and staying low to the ground. I aimed and fired using the crenation for support. The first fell, a clean kill. The second I hit as it was running towards the forest boundary. Karen and Linda were now at the midpoint of the wall, armed with a 222 and a 308. Two shots and another two killed. Another shot now from the northwest tower and the remaining dogs fled into the forest.

We rushed out to help Maddy. Annelise and Michael moved the cattle away to the west where they were further from the forest edge. Maddy was covered in dirt and holding her hand.

"I fell over while moving the cattle back against the wall, I am fine but need to wash where I grazed myself on a dead stump when I fell."

Linda took her to the house and disinfected the cuts on her hand and forearm.

She was concerned though, "We have very little medical supplies, just several household first aid kits. Most of those have little more than sticking plasters and one or two bandages."

"We could check the garage and general store in Beechamel?" I suggested.

Linda replied, "I don't think you would get much there. The closest pharmacy is in Callanup. You pass a place called Meela, but that is just the Meela Tavern, a cabin and caravan park with a small shop and a few houses."

I thought about it, Callanup was the largest centre in the area thought. That meant lots of people.

I said, "Callanup is about 4000 people. That could mean 400 survivors who are affected mentally and maybe 200 of them enraged. That would be a lot to deal with for just the few of us and a couple of rifles."

Linda frowned and responded, "Well there is another smaller town, if you turn at Beechamel and go south, and then go west when you get to the south coast highway. If we drive along that for 25 kilometres there is a town called Silverwood. It only has a population of 900 but it does have a pharmacy and supermarket."

"So maybe fifty or sixty enraged. That is better than 400."

We discussed it with the others that evening. The total distance was 45 km or 90 km return. A morning outing in pre-virus times. Now it was a major expedition. If there were a few trees to be removed from the road or other obstacles to move or go around, we might need to stay overnight.

CHAPTER 8. ELIZA

Wednesday 9th March

Over the next few days Maddy's hand healed without infection. However it was still sore and Linda carefully checked it each morning and evening.

By Monday Maddy was fine and we prepared for our expedition to Silverwood. It had a population of about a thousand before the virus. It was a popular tourist destination with beautiful forests, including national parks to the south and forestry to the north. Maddy, Linda, Michael and Eliza roughed out a sketch of the town from memory, with many entertaining arguments about details of locations. As a tourist centre and the second largest town in the shire it had a good selection of shops. For our medical resources, it had pharmacies stocked with medicines and first aid supplies, doctor's surgeries with specialist instruments, supermarkets with general supplies and the outdoor/camping store could have useful items too. Woodcrafts were a specialty of the area and tools for working timber would be excellent. A forestry museum was mentioned. Perhaps the most useful tools for the future would be those made a hundred years ago and found there in the town museum.

Eliza was happy to stay, she felt safer at home after her experience at the garage and Tiffany would stay back with her. The rest of us would go, we needed the extra person for the longer trip and larger town. It had been tempting to take everyone with us, but then we would have to look after Tiffany in circumstances we could not predict. How would she react when we all needed to be silent or if she needed to follow complex directions? We did not know and she could have risked us all if she came along with us. Also we could not trust that the livestock, gardens and house would all be fine if untended for two days. Our lives likely depended on looking after them.