July 1: Seattle.
Schools out for the summer. But Sam wanted us in summer school. I've started online College course. Telling her no Summer school. We are going to travel, hike, sail and hang out. I find a retro teardrop tow trailer for my used Range rover SUV. We are leaving for the inland ferry to do four weeks on the ALCAN. Max and Park our CPO's have a GMC Pickup with camper module, and trailer with ATV. Can't escape security.
The first leg ferry to Victoria, cruise up the island and then a ferry to Valdez. We are on a honeymoon. Soft beds and soft words, punched with beautiful visions and incredible moments. Alaska proves to be a pain. Three traffic tickets before we even get pass Fairbanks. Four flat tires on our vehicle, six on Max's. They lose a windshield to a logging truck near the border. A Parks get ticketed for littering, when a cooler falls off the trailer. At the last tuck stop, I get a ticket for having the radio to loud. Canada better be saner or we're flying home.
At a quiet road side Campgroup near rainbow bridge. Cuddled on a blanket, fishing pole out. Sam turns to me.
"Teddy, I love you. My mother got a sugar daddy when I was just turned eight, he was a rich Colonel in the air force, he taught me to fight, shot, and dance. His boss was also rich, very rich. The general was crazy, he bought mom, and we moved in to his ranch in McClellan. From the start, he beat, tortured us both. I was made to study 12 hours a day in a small locked cage. Always harder material, more advanced. Every mistake was a failure. I had to get permission and pay for everything, food, water, bathroom, standing, sitting. Failure was punished brutal and swift. His staff loved to torture me. His orderly and Aide took special pride in finding ways to make me scream, all my fears were exploited, animal, spaces, and even my mother.
The General was grooming me to be the perfect wife, submissive and compliant. Mother hated me, she came to love the General, doing all manner of sexual deviation. He made me watch and participate. He or the staff never directly sexual used me. But I had to fetch and carry. Hold the General dick, recite Stories, myth and sexual explicit poems, and songs. After a year, the colonel shows up a tried to get us back. The General shot him and took a week to kill him, torturing, raping, and mutilating him always in front of us. Mom was happy, kissing up to the general. I turned inward finding a personal hell.
After he died the General took mom to bed. I escaped my shackles and got the colonel gun, which was laying in the floor the whole time. I walked into the Generals bedroom and shot him in the head. Mom started to scream and shout. The staff rushed in, I shot the orderly and the Aide shot me, I shot him and fell down. My gun was empty. I passed out. When I woke up, my mother was holding the gun at my head, pulling the trigger again and again. Hate in her eyes. I stagger up found the key to the phone and called for help, stagger and crawled outside down the road till the Cops arrived. The Military came and I was sent by plane to a hospital in the north. Eight month later they released me to my mother, but she had changed, cold, hateful, full spite, the doctors told me she suffered from Stockholm syndrome. She really believed the General loved her. Our records were sealed. I'm a cold blood murder. A failure."
"Sam, you did what you had to do to survive, period. I love you and you never have to fear the past. I will always love you." I tell her.
I take her in my arms, kiss, licking till my mouth nestle her clitoris. I move and lick, nib, and tongue her to multi-orgasm. Then slide my manhood into her soft folds till her maidenhead stops me. Looking into her eyes I smile, yes or no.
"Yes, Teddy make me whole." She begs me, pleading for me to prove my love, claim her as mine, always mine.
Later I sip tea as she cleans herself in the slow stream. She looks up smiles demure and sensual. I know we will never be as perfect as right now. But god we're going to try really try every single day to get back to this moment in time and feel this perfection.