A New Beginning Pt. 06

"You ready?" He asked.

"Yep, lets get on up there."

"I'd have been here sooner but I made a round of the wells and rigs. We're pumping it out. Gonna start shipping it tomorrow or the next day. We're hitting oil shallow, so that's saving time, but we still got two and a half, maybe three years to reach full production of all your land. But, you'll be rich way before that."

I nodded. Everything was on track according to plan. I thought about Mrs Johnson down in Galveston. I wondered what it was like there.

"JT, you ever been to Galveston?"

"Oh yeah. My wife is from there originally. Nice place. Why you ask?"

"Just wondering. I thought I might like to go down there."

"Well, why don't you?"

"Hell, I don't know how to get there."

He laughed at that.

"How about me and the wife take you, Elsie and the kids down there. I'll show you around."

"I'd like that. I know Elsie and the kids will. My mother, too."

"You just gotta promise to keep that big ol' pecker of yours outta my wife. You'd ruin her for me with that god damned horse dick your packing around."

I just grinned and shook my head.

We arrived in Dallas mid morning. After making a couple of stops to handle JT's business, we headed over to the Fort Worth stockyards. He parked behind a big three story brick building and we went down some stairs into a basement. There was gambling tables set up and a few were occupied. Everybody turned and looked at us when we walked in.

A big man of about 60 or so came around from behind a bar smiling, his big hand extended.

"JT, how the hell are you, ol' son?"

JT took his hand,

"Bert, I'm rolling in it. Meet my partner, Jake Flannery."

He shook my hand, sizing me up.

"Good to meet ya! Well, JT, what brings you in today?"

"We need a couple or three dealers. Crap table. Maybe a roulette wheel. I figure about half a dozen or so younger, clean women. We're camped down in Rusk county and I've got a herd of men needing entertainment."

"Well, I reckon I can cover that."

He turned and yelled, "Slick, get in here!"

A middle aged man, lean built and wirey, with a jagged scar on his left cheekbone came out of a room toward the back.

"Go over to Mae's place and tell her to send a half dozen of her younger gals over. Then have Thompson, Merve, and Slater come. Then y'all load up those poker and craps tables and the roulette wheel back yonder in his truck. Tarp it down good."

He went behind the bar and got out a wooden crate and loaded it with decks of cards, poker chips, and a box of dice.

"That oughta get you started."

JT asked, "How much?"

The big man waved it off.

"Aw hell, JT, I wouldn't even be in business if it weren't for you. You hauled my ass out of a tight spot that time. It's the least I can do to repay the favor."

"Thanks Bert, we appreciate it."

"Don't mention it. Look, I hate to run off, but I've got to go meet a fuckin' politician. You know how it is. Them gals will be here shortly. The bar's open, help yourself."

We shook hands around. I went to the bar and looked around. There were whiskey bottles on a shelf. I opened a cooler box and inside was beer and bottles that said Coca Cola packed in ice. I picked one up and studied the dark liquid inside.

JT came over, took the bottle and pried the lid off of it, then handed it back.

I sniffed of it, then took a swallow. I jerked at the fizzy, burning sensation, causing him to laugh at me yet once again. I smacked my lips.

"Damn, this is good!"

I turned the bottle up and swallowed another healthy slug of it. I was going after a third when I was interrupted by the sound of footsteps. I turned and saw Slick coming in. He was trailed by three men and six women.

The men were rather nondescript in general. All of them of average height and build. Roughly between 35 and 40.

The women were a different story. The youngest was 18, maybe 19. About my age. The oldest went about 30 I figured. They were all clean. Averaging from somewhat homely to relatively attractive.

Slick ordered the men to load the gear. The women came over to JT. He pointed to me.

"That's your new boss."

They looked me over some, trying to size me up.

"I'm Jacob Flannery, I answer to Jake or Jacob. I'll lay it out for y'all. I'm opening a place down in Rusk county. I'm a partner in an oil business. I need entertainment for the crew. If you choose to go, you'll be provided with room and board, medical care, security and 25 percent of your net. I won't tolerate any abuse. I have men that will deal anybody that tries to get out of line. I also won't tolerate any bullshit from you. You will keep yourselves clean ahd sober. None of those drugs and whatnot. No theft. If it ain't yours, you leave it alone. I own the local merchantile. You can open a tab at the price everybody else pays if you need something I don't provide.. So, if you want to go, come with me. The rest can go back."

They all stayed.

"Now, any of you got young'uns?"

Two raised their hands.

"Ok, l'll make arrangements for their care when you're working. You'll have a room with them. Babies need their mama's. The rest of you will have to bunk with the ones they were gonna bunk with until I can get their accommodations built. Shoudn't take long."

I looked them over again. The oldest seemed to naturally be the one in charge. I motioned or her to come over.

"Have a seat. The rest of y'all go get your belongings. You two go get your young'uns

and meet me back here. I'm putting her in charge."

I turned back to her. "What's your name?"

"Becky."

"Ok, Becky, I need you to hunt up a babysitter for those kids. You know anybody?"

"Just one I would trust. She's older and none of the customers want to fuck her. But, she loves kids. She told me they lost their farm. Her husband killed himself. Her kids are god only knows where. Bert took her in off the street and lets her earn her keep cleaning up. A couple of younger men come and use her every so often. But only sucking their cocks. They treat her like shit. They don't hit her, Bert won't have it. But, I always see her off to herself crying after they leave. I'd like to bring her along. I'll cut her in on my wages."

"No, you go get her. I'll set her up and pay her like everybody else. She won't have to do any of that shit under my employee."

"Thank you, Jacob."

"Ok, go get your gear and look after the others. I'll buy you train tickets down there."

I pulled my wallet out and peeled off a hundred dollars and handed it to her.

"That should cover the tickets and whatever y'all eat today. Get bathed and cleaned up. Ride down to Rusk and walk down to the merchantile. Ain't but a few blocks.Tell Maggie or Callie who you are. They'll bring you out to me from there."

The equipment was loaded, so my business was finished. I went and got another Coca Cola and sat down with it. JT was talking to the dealers. He looked over at me.

"You ready?"

"Yep."

I went over and gave the men money for tickets and food. Then repeated the instructions. Then me and JT left. We went to a steakhouse and ate a ribeye and baked tater with pecan pie for desert. Then it was back home.

We got back to the house after dark. Elsie was waiting up for me with the gyp. The puppies were all upstairs with the kids. I was tired after the trip, so we just went to bed. I was just thankful to not have rolled up on any problems.

I undressed and slid under the sheet. It was too hot for quilts. I remember on hot nights I'd sleep out in the dog-run, lighting a smudge pot filled with cedar and cypress bark to keep the mosquitos away. Those damned things will suck the blood right out of you, leaving an empty hull behind.

I woke up before daylight. My ol' pecker was wide awake and hunting somewhere to be. I didn't want to wake Elsie up. Her belly was swole up something fierce now. I wanted her taking it easy.

So, I eased over to mama's room. I went to her bed Got undressed and crawled in beside her. She opened her eyes sleepily and looked at me.

Knowing what I was after, she got up and took off her night gown and laid back down, spreading her legs. I mounted her and she reached downand guided me into her pussy. I pushed into her until my swollen balls were resting against her puckered little ass hole. I waited a moment for her pussy to get accustomed to me, then started fucking her. I reached a hand up and squeezed one of her soft tits as I stroked into her. My balls slapping against her splayed ass cheeks.

Soon she started huffing and whining as my cock gave her an orgasm. The feeling of her heated wetness flowing out round my hardness caused my balls to draw up and tingle. My cock swelled up and my balls emptied in her. She had another orgasm when my sperm gushed out, splatting into her cervix.

I let my balls finish emptying into her motherly cunt. Then pulled out and kissed her softly. She was immediately asleep again.

I dressed and made my way down to the mess tent and ate. Got me another glass of iced tea and went to the barn.

Nell and Bell were still bedded down. I looked closer. Bell had a calf with her.

"Well, I'll be...The things a man misses when he's always galavantin' around" I muttered under my breath.

I guess it was loud enough, both cows popped their heads up and stared at me a moment, huffing wind util they recognized me. They got up lowing at me. Stretched and came over, trying to butt each other out of the way for head scratching rights.

Nell won and shoved her head over the gate. I rubbed and scratched her ears, and stroked her velvety soft nose. She loved that. I carefully opened the gate and went in. You did things slow around a cow with a new calf. Otherwise you stood chance of being taught that lesson in short order.

I went over and gave Bell her scratches and rubs, then went to the calf. It was staring up at me, eyes wide and sniffing.

I squatted down and petted it softly as Bell came and started sniffing and licking it, causing it to stand up and head for the tit.

"Good," I thought, "A heifer."

I stepped out and went over to the others. Three had dropped calves. The other was about to pop wide open. I left before they got awake.

I smiled. Four new calves. I hoped one was a bull calf.

I took my tea and went back to the porch and sat down, thinking. The new people should be here this morning. I'd need to have the men build another building with a room for the nanny and the adjoining room for the babies she was caring for. I might need to fence off a yard for them to play in. I grew up running the bottoms by myself. I spent my first night away from home when I was six. I'd come up on a big school of channel cat while fishing one afternoon and lost track of time. It was getting dark, so I just got out the match safe I carried in my pocket and made a fire. I always carried that little container along with the two knives. One, an old Barlow pocket knife, and the other an old Army field knife I'd traded for. I kept it on a piece of rope tied around my waist in its leather sheath.

Mama was fit to be tied when I came home that next morning. I had a stringer made out of muscadine vine plumb full of fish. That made her somewhat happier. Papa just whooped me. Like he always did. I just stood there and took it, then cleaned those fish and carried them in to mama.

She had me carry a mess of them down the road to the neighbors. Then i got back and tended to my chores.

I was surprised by the sound of trucks coming down the road. They pulled up to the gate and a guy got out and opened it.

They were tank trucks. Ten of them. They were here to get our oil. I smiled at that. I was about to get paid. Behind them was Maggie. She had her car full of folks.

She pulled up to the house and everybody got out. She had the two women with kids with her. It looked like the youngest was about two or so. The oldest somewhere about five or six, I'd guess.

Maggie came over to me and surprised me with a kiss.

"Damn, I have missed those lips." She said with a sigh. "I've got five more women and three men to go get."

I stood up.

"I'll go with you."

I went to the women,

"Y'all go in, there's food. I'll be back directly."

I got in my truck. Maggie had already left.

I pulled up to the store and everybody was outside talking.

"Load up, we'll go get y'all situated."

Becky and the older woman got in the cab with me. The three men got in the back. The four women rode with Maggie. We drove straight out to the old place.

JT was there and the Scruggins boys were unloading his truck at the barn.

I parked and called everybody around. Mathew, Manny, Mary Beth, and Jessica. There were some of JT's hands putting the final touches on the duplexes.

Becky stood by me. I introduced everybody.

After all the howdy do's, I went to Mathew with Becky and the nanny.

"I need another duplex for the nanny here and the young'uns. Out away from all this."

He nodded, shook my hand and tipped his hat to the women and went off yelling orders.

I finally got around to meeting the nanny.

I stuck my hand out, "Jacob Flannery, m'am."

"I'm Pauline Jorden, Mr Flannery."

"Please, m'am, call me Jake, or Jacob."

She smiled and blushed, looking down. Something about her appealed to me.

She was about 5'4" maybe. Slender built. Perhaps pushing 120 pounds tops. She was mid 50's I'm guessing. Small to maybe medium low hung breasts. Wide hips

Large hazel eyes under long dark brown hair. She moved with a certain grace about her.

She looked up at me,

"I appreciate what you're doing for me here. I'll try to earn my keep. I know I'm to old to expect you to want to screw me, but I learned how to pleasure a man in other ways, though. So, I'll make sure I'm available to you anytime."

"Mrs Jordon, I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I don't expect that from you. The only responsibility you have here is taking care of young'uns while their mama works. In fact, let me get everybody back over here."

I turned back to Pauline.

"If you would, please take the kids and get them moved in."

Becky hollered at the other women, and they started over. She hollered again,

"Susan, go get the dealers!"

The youngest took off to the barn and came back with the men.

"Ok, everybody listen up here. I brought you all here to work. Not to take advantage of. I don't know how things were done in Dallas, but here, you're judged by your work. I'll pay you fair and I expect a good job out of you."

One of the women spoke up,

"Sir, we're just whores, don't nobody care anything about us. We..."

I cut her off,

"No m'am, you're not just whores. Not around here. Here, you'll be treated with respect. You provide a service people want or need. For that, you draw a wage. What you do for a living don't make you anything less than what you are. I grew up on this place. I started working a full job of work when I was eight years old. That was ten years ago. I never had no shoolin' to speak of. But, I learned how to read and write and do figures. I pulled a crosscut saw from can to can't. I broke and plowed this ground. I did a service for folks and I drew a fair wage for it. Same as you. All iI ask is your trust and I'll give it back. Don't steal from me. Damn sure don't lie to me. You do, you'll be back on the train. Mathew and Manny are here to keep the peace. I expect you men to help them keep an eye out for these women. You deal an honest hand of cards.If you get caught cheating, you will be dealt with. We've got five more older women coming out from a local set up. I don't know much about them except that thefuck for s living. Anyway, Mary Beth and Jessica will cook for y'all. You might give them a hand. Let any of them know if you need anything. So, get settled in. I'll be back to see about you."

I turned to Becky.

"I'm leaving you in charge.You'll be paid an extra five dollars a week."

"So, you're only eighteen?"

"Yes m'am."

"Do you have a woman?"

"I do."

"Well, damn, and I was hoping to take you for a ride. But I'm thirty. Guess I'm too old for you."

I looked at her a moment. Thinking.

"Well, Elsie is twenty six. In as much as being too old for me, I'm not even sure I know what that means. But, right now, I've got work to do. When I get caught up, I may take you up on that."

She stepped up to me. Then ran her hand over my crotch.

"Jesus, boy, it feels like you got a squirrel shoved in there."

"Nope, don't reckon anybody can stand still with a squirrel hanging on to his pecker."

"Well, shit, how much pecker you got in there?"

"Oh, about a foot long and big around as your wrist, i reckon."

"Naw! I got to see that to believe it."

She looked around, then grabbed me by the arm and dragged me over behind my truck. Then she unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down.

My pecker flopped out and she just stared at it a long moment. Then she grabbed it and started stroking on it. It wasn't long before it swelled up to full size. She just stared at it, her mouth hanging open.

She turned it loose.

"Stay here. I'll be right back."

With that she ran off. Soon she came back with the other women.

"Y'all look at this! My god, he's hung like a damned stud horse!"

I stood there a moment, then decided I'd had enough of this.

"Ok ladies, you've seen it. Now, get back to work."

"Hey! We want a chance to ride that pony!"

Followed by various agreements from the others.

I pulled my pants up, situating my pecker up my belly and buckling my belt enough to hold my pants up. Then got in my truck and pulled off amidst protests.

I pulled up to the house and considered what was next. Five more truck loaded with crude rolled out the gate.

JT came driving up next with a big smile on his face. He parked and got out. He had a big satchel in his hand when he came over to me.

"Jake! I got good news, boy! The refineries are paying in advance for our crude. They been testing it on every load and all of it is high grade stuff. They're paying us over market a $1.50 a barrel. They want to make sure they lock in the supply. Here's your first cut of the take."

He handed me the large satchel he was carring. I took it to the back of the truck, dropped the tailgate, sat the satchel down and opened it.

Before me was something I'd never even dreamed of in my wildest dreams.

$250,000 dollars in stacks of $100 dollar bills.

I just looked at him slack jawed, not knowing what to say.

"I got four of those. After payments made on expenses, each of us came out with one of these. You, me, Joe and Maggie. We need to keep drilling, so I've ordered six more rigs. I got the credit on them, so we can pay them off in payments."

I smiled at him. "This is gonne be better than I could of ever hoped for. I can pay off my land buys quick like this. I'll take Maggie hers. I want to see the look on her face."

I gathered my satchel up and put it in ny truck. Then went and got another out of JT's truck. I was carrying it to my truck when he stopped me.

"Boy, you need to get that in the bank. It ain't safe haulin' that kinda cash around."

I hate banks, but he's right. I owed north of $600,000 dollars, so I need to be careful.

I got my satchel out of the truck and went in and sat it down on the table. I needed to think this through.

Elsie came down with the kids. She fixed coffee for her and tea for me. After it was done, she handed me my jar and sat down with her cup.

She looked at the satchel,

"What's in that, honey?"

I slid it over to her and she opened it. Looking inside, I saw her get a little pale.

"Where the hell did this come from?"

"Oil companies. They're buying our oil."

"Jesus... How much is in there?"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand."