Gus turned on the water in his large shower stall. It was more than large enough for three normal size people or Gus and one other. We got in under th... water. It was hot and poured down like sleet in a storm but was very invigorating. We washed each other. Our hands sliding over each other and taking liberties that I was sure we would not have allowed with others.Before I realized it, Gus had his thumb on my clit, rubbing it, and two soapy fingers up my ass. Oh Lord, I started to come again.. ‘Me first’ and he shrugged his overalls off and hauled out his cock.Pushing Jen to her knees, he said, ‘well go on then, you know what you want don’t you?’Lost to her body taking over Jen closed her hand over his cock and realised it wasn’t that long but she was struggling to get her hand round it and it was as hard as an iron bar. Wanking the foreskin backwards and forwards she opened her mouth and tried to fit it in, eventually having to give up after only a couple of inches. She bobbed her. After all theses months of loneliness she would expect herself to be sick of it, but no. She liked it. She enjoyed this time where her thoughts could reach out beyond her broken body and explore. The change in her mood had widened her mental pilgrimage. For the first time in months, her brain found a part of her hidden beneath the Pain and the Drugs and the Bandages and the Plaster. A Human Being. Her body was healthy under the cast. It was ready to return as one of the living, it would. Where ever she came from, the squaws wanted her gone and when she got to Joe he didn’t want her there to cause trouble either. Her looks won’t let the Indians be comfortable because there is no doubt she is different and she will fit in better with us who look more like her. She does understand and she told me so.”Naomi and Nancy wanted me to stay for supper, but I declined. I wanted to get home to Rita. The next three days, Sam and I marshaled our crews and soon had all three cabins up with.