By Air Mail Ch.04

Craig was in a mild state of shock, but Amelia was gradually moving in a bit of a circle, leading him gently and she was moving so that her back would be to the wall. She never stopped what she was doing, moaning a little as she sucked and licked.

Rosa told him to lean a little and when he put his hands against the wall of the shower, he felt her hands slip in between his cheeks and the way that she did it was something that he'd never felt before in quite that way. Before he knew it, he was leaning just a little more as she guided him a little sideways.

"Let the water run down your back, Baby," she whispered into his ear, "I want you extra clean for this.

Ohh, that's a really sweet little bum. I know what she's been talking about now. Did you know that she just dreams about chewing on that?"

She chuckled then, down deep in her throat. "I want a daydream like that."

He felt her wash the soap away and then her hands were gliding downward as she sank to her knees. The next thing that he knew, he felt one of Amelia's hands slide in between his legs to reach for Rosa, but he had little time to think about it as he felt Rosa push her face into his cheeks and then her tongue was someplace where he'd only felt something like that once in his life and it hadn't been all that long ago.

The only difference was that Rosa was slow and very, very good at it. Much better than Chance had been, and then he felt the gentle way that she reached through his legs to hold his balls in her hand.

He groaned and both of them took it as a bit of a signpost and went at him a lot more and then Craig cried out as he came harder than he could remember.

Before he was done, Rosa's hand had left his scrotum as she got up quickly and she was hugging him, slipping her fingers between his cheeks to press right against his anus, wiggling her thumb in quick, insistent little circles as she pressed inward. Her fingers were pressing against his perineum.

Rosa stood on her toes and held herself against him, off to one side so that she had the room for what her hand was doing to him. His body was tensed in that long moment as he pumped into Amelia's mouth and she took all that she could from him with a pleased-sounding moan.

Craig yelled and felt like he was going to come again, though really, it was still the same orgasm.

"Give her everything, Baby, "Rosa groaned in that brash voice of hers, "She's wanted you there for an awful long time.

I know that," she husked in a heavy whisper against his ear as his contractions began to fade, "because she's told me forever. Promise me that you won't ever hurt her and... "

She looked down for just a second before she looked into his eyes as he looked over, "And you can have me too. We're kind of a set, Amelia and me. That is... if you think that you'd want me."

Her thumb was withdrawn gently and though he didn't see it, he knew that she wet her middle finger with her own juices by the way that she leaned against him for a moment and he realized that she was kissing his back.

Then she slid it into him and she held him a little transfixed. Her free arm was around him and she was running her fingertips lightly down over his abdomen, skipping over his abdominal muscles so that he knew that she knew they were there and that she liked them.

"As long as you're together and you never make her cry anymore by leaving her behind, I'll do my best to try to love you too. You just have to promise."

Craig was still shocked, but he had a strong sense that her words weren't only for Amelia, so he nodded, "I promise you both not to leave you behind, but are you sure that you want me, Rosa?"

She smiled as she began to fuck him very gently with her finger, her smile widening to hear his soft moans, "I wouldn't be doing any of this if I didn't like you an awful lot. I'm like you, Craig. For me, something like this is even more personal."

He watched as she licked and then kissed his shoulder, "To me, you're kind of a special kind of man. I like your heart - the way that you try to hide it in some ways, but you can't. Not from me, anyhow. Even out front of the café, I knew that you were ready to hear whatever she said before I got in here, and I was happy just to see that in you.

And I knew that you'd like this. That makes you even more special, because I'm also not afraid to like how this feels to me when the right person wants to do me like this. It's never, ever been a man, that's all. I've been fucked back there, but only by men and not one of them is anything like the way that I know that you'd be about it. They never gave me a chance to get to like it - so I didn't. The thing is, that I already know that you'd give me that chance. It tells me so much."

She kissed him softly, "So we're the same, aren't we? And we both love the same beautiful girl. Imagine that.

He looked over and saw her resting her cheek on his shoulder, looking at him.

"I really hope that you don't mind it too much. Amelia told me that I can trust you - when I've never trusted any man since I was a kid. But I trust Amelia and so I'm ready to trust you, Craig. I know I'm not pretty, but if it gives you trouble, how I look, I'll just stay in the shadows for you."

As Rosa slowly withdrew her finger, she smiled wider as she moved her head and looked down past his arm, "Well, Princess? Is the prince what you wanted?"

Amelia looked up as she wiped her chin and she nodded. She rose then and kissed Craig so that he thought that she'd vacuum out his tongue for him.

"I love you," she smiled, "I just didn't think that Rosa would try this now. And don't you buy her noise about being ugly. She's trying to hide behind it like I hide behind my troubles and you hide behind things too. I was offering you a girl, but..." she chuckled, "I guess that I'm offering you two - to make up for all the time that we've all been lonely. Is it alright?"

Craig looked at them both, side by side and holding on to him. He nodded. He couldn't help it. Never mind the hearts involved in it. He thought they were both so lovely. Especially like this. He thought that he knew a little of it from their side as they both slid one arm around his neck and stretched up to share a three-sided kiss with him.

"I'm not sure, "Rosa whispered heavily, "but I think this is the fantasy of a lot of men, no? Too bad that almost all of them aren't worth it."

Craig had to laugh a little bit, "I don't know, but it makes sense in a crazy way, Rosa. But if there's only one of me..."

"We'll share," Amelia smiled.

"As long as we all try, since there's three of us," Rosa whispered, "and if I try not to talk at the wrong time, we can make do until it's our turn. Did you like what I was doing for you?"

Craig nodded, "That was unbelievable, Rosa."

"It's something that a lot of people don't even think about but everybody loves to have it done for them - unless they're stupid. I've just never done it before when I've really wanted to, and now I like it more. I just thought of it too late. The right way to do it would have been to be fingering you from almost the start."

She chuckled, "But you'd have probably knocked Amelia clean over then. And with her back to the wall, well she might have hit her head and besides, I just finished putting those tiles up there. I'll do better next time. And I can teach you," she chuckled. "We'll use Amelia, ok?"

She kissed the parts of his body that she could reach in a little bit of a tour, "Can we share? Us three? I don't want to hear you doubting yourself, Craig. I already know that we'll be pleased, Amelia and me."

"Then I don't want to hear you talk yourself down either, if that's the deal," he said.

"You tell her, Craig," Amelia said, and the sound of her voice in Rosa's ear made her laugh along with them.

The hot water ran out rather suddenly at that point and they all moaned, getting out to towel themselves and each other off before getting dressed.

"Let's get the bikes inside for the night," Craig signed to Rosa, hoping that he didn't botch it too badly.

He made two errors, but she got it and nodded, signing her agreement as well. They each kicked their machines over and with them running, they idled them forward into the cavernous hangar where they shut them off. Amelia was carrying the last of Craig's dirty and foul-smelling clothes outside and true to her word, she'd found a short length of electrical conduit to use as a stick. Rosa was watching her progress with a smile as she left some behind and started pushing the lot along the floor instead.

Craig looked at her trike and then at his bike before stepping over to her, "It might be a little late for this year, " he said into her 'good' ear, "but I'm thinking that we should put footpegs on your trike and my bike. That way, we can take Amelia anywhere with us.

Rosa spun to look at the machines for a moment and then she nodded emphatically, "I'd LOVE that! What made you think of it?"

"I just had the thought." He shrugged, "I think the only other option is for me to hang a sidecar on mine and I don't want to do that for anything."

She nodded, "But I don't think that Amelia would like that. She's a little bit... girly."

Craig laughed, "Have you ever seen her with her shotgun when she's out hunting? Ever seen her skin a rabbit?"

Rosa remembered the rabbits for Bonny Tait then and she told Craig that they all had to go out hunting the next day.

He nodded, remembering her. "I'd do that for her no problem at all. She used to hand out the best homemade candy at Halloween. I feel like I still owe her."

Rosa tilted her head as she looked up at him and then she asked what that was.

"Shit," she muttered when she heard about it, "Now I wish I was here when I was a kid."

"I wish you were too," Amelia chuckled as she walked up, "But what are we talking about?"

They told her and she smiled, "I used to have it so good then. Tad and Craig would take me out trick or treating and no matter how much we all got, they'd only be able to eat so much before they felt sick. That would make them not eat the rest of their stuff and In a couple of days, maybe two if I could wait that long, Tad wouldn't want his, so then I'd pick my moment and ask him if he had any to spare and he'd give it all to me!

Then I'd run off like a little mouse and sit gnawing taffy and roasted peanuts slowly until I saw Craig and then I'd share with him fifty-fifty. He'd always have some left over too and then our mothers would wonder why we didn't feel like eating out dinners."

"Shit!" Rosa said again.

Craig looked over to the far wall, "That' new," he said as he pointed towards a walled room with a single door.

"Take him for the tour," Amelia smiled, "while I clean the shower."

Craig walked with Rosa and he felt her take his hand as they went, "I used to try to get work at construction sites," she said, "because the money's better. I'd work really hard at it because a lot of the men said they knew that I couldn't do it. Well I could, but sometimes I'd go to wherever I was staying at night and just cry because it hurt so much. I'm not built for that and I know it, but I needed the money.

I usually got hired on as casual labor and then I'd do my best to learn and work hard. But I did manage to pick up a few things so after getting done with the showers, Deke told me about you and what you wanted to do.

I thought about it and I said that the best place for that was near an airport. Deke nodded and said that he had the same idea, so we planned out something and made this for you."

She opened the door and Craig stared at a long room with a test bench already there and all of the equipment that he'd bought or used as part of his course there on it, including what Rosa must have taken out of his saddlebags after they'd gotten here.

He noticed that his mouth was hanging open so he shut it, "Are all of those outlets live?"

Rosa nodded, "That's the only part that I didn't have a hand in. Deke paid for the materials and he brought in an electrician to wire them and the lights and everything and run it from extra fuseblocks in the panel. What's left is to tile the floor and put in a small furnace or space heater for the winter. Oh, and I'll need your help to put in a better outside door with better locks, since this in on the back side away from most of the outside lights."

"You did all this just for the work?" he asked but Rosa was shaking her head.

"I did it because Deke said it needed doing and I did it for you and for Amelia. I had Amelia to help me sometimes and with nobody here, we... well we fooled around some in here when we could.

She told me so much about you that it felt like I knew you already and not one thing in all of it made me think that you're like most of the men that I've ever known. When I first met you, you were just like Amelia and your mothers - and Deke and Harry too. None of you made a big deal out of my being deaf. You just started trying to know my limits. And your father was the one who hired me a tutor to learn to sign. I won't ever forget that."

"Thank you so much, Rosa,... but... it sounds like you're going to leave," Craig said, "That's what I felt in what you said."

She shrugged, "It depends on how you make out with Amelia. If there's no room for me in it, I'll just be on my way, though probably not til the spring. The way that I feel about her, it's not something that I'd ever want to do. I'll just have to see."

Craig shook his head, "Don't, Rosa. You belong here now. I think that you're looking for it not working and I can't say as I know that it will, exactly, but I wasn't just nodding at you because you had your finger..."

She laughed then and he pulled her to him, "Please stay here. Amelia needs you and I know that I will too. Tell me if you start to feel that you're being left out. Please tell me that if it happens. I've screwed up enough things in two lives already. Besides, you made me promise."

"The first thing that you ought to learn about me is that I've heard all kinds of promises," Rosa said, "Between men and women in my experience, I've learned not to believe a thing."

She looked up at him for a moment, "but Amelia says you're different and I want to believe her. It's a lousy way to think of it, but if she hadn't gone through having her heart broke so bad, I wouldn't believe her either, not that I'd doubt her intentions.

You look and sound like you want to live your words." She put her arms around Craig's waist and smiled up, "So you'll get your chance to try to break my heart, if you want. I'm just hoping that you're the real deal."

She stood on her toes for a second and she kissed his cheek, "I'm really hoping that you are."

Rosa shook her head, "I wasn't trying to threaten you. I want to be here. I just take a shitty outlook sometimes. I want to love you, Craig, I really do, and I even think we just might be able do it. I just get... dark thoughts sometimes and this is just the day that we said it. There's lots of time for us all to ruin it. I just want to believe that we won't. Nothing in my life has ever been this good, the way that I've been just pulled in here, like I belonged here and just didn't know it yet."

She kissed him again softly, "I don't need much, I don't think. But Amelia, she needs more than I do. If this works Craig, you ought to marry her. That would settle a lot of things for her because she needs that. She needs to make kids with you someday. She doesn't walk around all day telling herself that, but I think that's her happy ending.

Not every girl's like me. I don't believe in that. But I know that she still does - at least just a little bit - and whether you want the job or not, Craig, well you're the prince in it."

He tilted his head a little as he looked at her.

"What?" she asked.

"So you're saying that you don't think that you could be happy at all in your life?" he asked, trying to imagine living that way.

"I never said that," Rosa grinned a little, "Like most people, I go by what's gone before in my life. This here," she smiled turning in a circle and sweeping her hand along as she went, "This IS a happy ending for me already. I've never had something like this.

So prove it to me, Craig. Make Amelia happy and you've got me more than halfway there. Then try to show me that you mean it for more than a little while, and you know what? Maybe then I'll find myself believing too. But if that happens, then you'll find someone in me who'd do about anything for the other people in it.

Just look at what I did for only me when I saw my chance to walk away from my prison. It was either what I did - or just walk into the Pacific Ocean until I drowned."

Craig looked over, "I never heard your life story, Rosa - other than you walked a long, long way to be free."

Rosa threw her head back and laughed for a moment, "Nobody was gonna just let me walk, Craig. I'd already tried running away a few times. I stopped when my rewards for that got to the point where I was pissing blood for a few days. That's how hard he reinforced his lessons. I quit trying before he broke my skull.

But even if I played nice, I knew that there was an end to the road coming for me. He already owned me. But he wanted children - and he was getting tired of the way that he thought I was doing something to prevent it. That fucking stupid cabron, he liked using women sure enough, but not a clue about their plumbing.

I found a piece of my own identification from when I was a girl and then I noticed that he was drinking already at two in the afternoon. So I let him drink but I made sure that I wasn't near enough for him to think about and when he yelled at me to get him another, I did, but I took long enough with it for him to curse me every time.

So he'd yell and after a while, I asked him what he wanted, a clean house with dinner on the table or for me to stand next to him so that I could pour quicker.

He knocked me right across the room. It hurt some, but then he'd never have the thought that I was trying to get him drunker. He did that all himself.

When he was sleeping lie a tree, I walked over and took his gun away.

He woke up then."

She just stood there smiling at the thought.

When he'd grown curious enough, Craig asked what happened then.

Rosa just shrugged, "Then I started to use it.

After the last shot, there was no one to stop me when I walked away."

"So now tell me, Craig," she smiled sweetly. "Do you think that you'd want to make kids with me?"

His reply was only couched in two things.

"Yeah, yeah," she said, "but take those out. I think that I can assume that you'd want to have a home for a family and something that pays for everything. Who wouldn't? No smoke in the air here. Just tell me. Let's just assume that you love me a little too, ok?"

His answer made her mouth fall open - which he felt a little proud to be able to do looking back on it afterwards. Well, he'd only asked a question.

"Why not?" Rosa repeated as she walked up to him looking annoyed that he'd toy with her in answer to a simple question - or maybe that she didn't like that he didn't look nervous at all.

"Because I was whore.

Because later, I was just a girl at the end of an invisible leash, kept naked enough to be used whenever he wanted me.

Because I was a piece of furniture.

A couch, you use to sit on," she said, "A toilet - if you've got one where you are - you use to shit in.

A woman you use anyway that you want. Make her do this. Make her do that. Make her get your supper. Make her hold still while you fuck her any way you want. That's what I was."

She walked up to him and glared up, "And I'm just a little loco from it - THAT'S why!"

She looked past incredulous when he put his arms around her waist. He'd thought to calm her down.