The Photo Albums

Caleb suddenly growled, picked her up and carried her to their communal bed. His need was so great that he ripped her dress and under garments off of her even as she tried to tear his uniform from his body. Finally they each stood proud and naked before their beloved mate.

Caleb so loved her that he wanted nothing more then to worship her body as he sank to his knees to press his head to her stomach and kissed her while his huge hands reached behind her to cup her ass cheeks and pull her closer to him.

After a few seconds she reached down to cup a heavy pendulous breast and while lifting it she used her other hand to pull his head to the aroused nipple. Caleb eagerly sucked it into his mouth and began to try to nurse just as his children had done. In a few moments she pulled his head over to her other breast as it also needed his attention.

In the interim Caleb had removed one hand from her cheek and started using his fingers to gently rub her pussy lips. Emily's breath was now coming in short gasps as her pussy lips started to swell and leak her rich fluids and her inner lips began to emerge. Her lover took two of his gigantic fingers and slid them into her pussy as his thumb began to gently rub her still hooded clitoris. He was soon rewarded by the feeling of her little nubbin stiffening under his ministrations. By now Emily knew she was beginning the first of what would be many orgasms. Her body shivered and she began a familiar, long absent moan, as she surrendered to her beloved.

Caleb allowed her a few moments to calm down, then rising he picked her up in one easy movement and laid her on the bed. Normally this patient bear would have taken the time to pleasure her with his superb oral skills but his need (and hers) had been too long denied.

He quickly moved over her as she reached down to pull his huge steel hard penis into her needy pussy. Wrapping her legs around his legs and her arms around his waist she thrust her hips up to get it as deeply into her as quickly as she could. Caleb tried to be gentle but gentle was not on her mind. She was a lady and ladies didn't swear but mentally she was thinking that what she needed wasn't love. What she needed was a great hard fuck.

Caleb wanted to make it last but his little head overruled his big one as her hips began to rise and fall like a jack hammer. She felt her great need rising to a fevered pitch. When Caleb finally got into his stride so that their movements were synchronized he knew the end wasn't far off. As he thrust deeply into her tight pussy he felt her muscles start to grip him as she began a series of orgasms. The tightening grip of her pussy walls finally triggered his own great orgasm. His cum washed her and filled her which raised her to a new level of excitement that started her to orgasm at a level she'd never experienced before. She broke into a series of screams as she raked his back with her nails, and her muscles stiffened her body like a marble statue.

As they came down to their post coital glow Caleb tried to pull off of her but she pulled him tighter into her to hold unto her man, her lover, as long as possible. She had experienced that wonderful oneness of being and she didn't want it to end. She stroked his head as in her mind the thought kept repeating itself over and over, she was now carrying Caleb's baby in her womb, and her lips curled into a Mona Lisa-like smile.

From the time they'd entered the house until now not one word had been spoken. The need had been too great. The rest of the night was spent in whispered words of love and endearment, much kissing and caressing, and more sessions of great loving sex.

Carol woke in a rather confused state the next morning. Her body was totally relaxed but she couldn't begin to explain how she became Grandma Emily in her dream. Feeling a dampness she reached down to discover her hands, breasts, stomach, pussy, and the bed were sticky and soaked with her pussy juice. From the amount of fluid there had to have been more then one bout of self-loving.

The strange part was that she now knew some things she'd never known before, but she had no idea how she'd gained the knowledge. Grandma Emily had been pregnant before the birth of Carol's mother and aunt. It had been a boy lost through a miscarriage. The night Grandpa Caleb came home she'd again conceived a boy and once again miscarried. Somehow Carol also now knew that there is a small cemetery in Cromwell, Minnesota that was the family cemetery. In that cemetery there is a small headstone in the family plot, and engraved on the stone are the words; baby boy d: 1913 and baby boy d: 1918.

After Gavin deserted her Carol had needed to find a way to pay the bills. She fell back on the bookkeeping skills her mother and Aunt Molly had taught her and Marie as they grew into their teens. She had a great talent for it and by word of mouth her business grew slowly but steadily over the years. It also didn't hurt that when they were back in town from some jaunt or other, her parents, aunt and uncle, were able to suggest to friends in various businesses that Carol would do an outstanding job as their bookkeeper. She worked out of the house, using a first floor bedroom as her office. It saved on business costs and taxes. Along the way she'd also acquired a notary public license and seal which helped to make ends meet.

She was also taking evening courses at the community college which would hopefully lead to a CPA certification.

But try as she would, the morning after her strange dream she found that she could not concentrate on her work. It had all been so confusing. Throwing her pencil down in disgust, she went next door to see Marie and talk to her; not about the sex, she thought with a blush, but the other things.

Sitting at the kitchen table with her coffee cup in her hands she looked at Marie and began, "I had a very strange dream or something last night concerning Grandma Emily."

Intrigued, Marie urged her to continue.

"It concerns that last picture we pasted into the albums of Emily and Caleb; In my dream I became the Emily in that picture and I was standing alongside Caleb."

"Go on," Marie inquisitively urged.

Trying to put on her best poker face and at the same time to keep from blushing she responded, "All of a sudden I knew that Emily had become pregnant with a baby boy in 1913 and miscarried. . ."

To Marie's query of how she knew that, Carol could only shrug her shoulders and carry on, "She also conceived another baby boy the night that picture was taken and once again miscarried."

Marie's response was a simple squawk of, "What in the world?"

"Finally, there is a cemetery in Cromwell, Minnesota, and in the family plot in the cemetery is a small headstone which simply states a baby boy died in 1913 and it also says a baby boy died in 1918. I don't know how I know these things. I didn't know them before the dream and I didn't talk to Emily in the dream."

Marie suggested that she may have heard grandma or grandpa or even their parents talking about it because their mothers would have had to know.

"I thought about those possibilities all morning but I surely don't remember it ever coming up in any conversations. Do you recall anything ever being said about it," Carol asked?

"Not really," was Marie's reply. After a minute a thought struck her.

Moving to the kitchen phone she asked for long distance operator assistance. Finally after answering the pertinent questions she was connected to the Cromwell City Hall. Explaining her problem to the receptionist she was connected to the city records section as the cemetery was city property. The records clerk took a few moments to pull out the cemetery plot plan and verify that the Otter Family had plot no. _____ which Marie carefully recorded. Marie then asked if there where two unnamed males buried in that family plot. The clerk after a quick search declared that his records did indicate that an unnamed male child had been interred in 1913 and another unnamed male child in 1918.

Thanking her Marie hung up. The rest of the morning and afternoon were spent in discussion about what it all meant, with no resolution, but each thought that somehow Emily's thoughts had somehow connected from beyond time and space with Carol's mind.

The cousin's had agreed that Carol's need to work to earn her living took priority. They would do the photo albums on Wednesdays when Carol's work load was lightest and perhaps again on Sunday after church.

The cousins had agreed on some ground rules in the construction of what was not just a photo album but also a family history. People would be the most important thing and so the first pass through the album was to place pictures of people and the important date and event of the photograph. That would serve as a historical benchmark. The next pass would be to insert pages with picnics, reunions, etc. so that they were in proper context in the album. All people places and events would be properly noted and typed in.

The cousins agreed that the next most important event was the family picking up and moving to the Pacific Northwest in 1922.

Their mother's had told them over the years that Caleb was somehow different after the war. He seemed to lose his zest for farming (The cousins wondered if the loss of the baby in 1918 had been a part of the problem). Because of his wounds he also lost some of his great physical strength, and that hurt his efforts to feed and cloth his family. Finally, after WWI, prices paid for produce and farm goods declined each year, which meant that Caleb had to work harder to earn less.

Sometime in 1921 Caleb was talking over the phone with his old Platoon Sergeant and the problems came up. The cousin's mothers had always said the next phone call came just before Christmas in 1921. Caleb's Platoon Sergeant and friend, Fred Mayer, told Caleb that there would be a job opening at Western University beginning with the Fall Term of 1922 and if Caleb was there in August the job was his because the university honored its war heros, especially when they were Marines and more so when they were Silver Star Marines. Caleb thanked him and sat down with Emily to talk it over.

They both agreed that the way farm prices had been falling it was almost a certainty that they would lose the farm within two years and although they hated to leave friends and family this proposal looked like their possible salvation.

Caleb also talked with a neighboring farmer faced with the same situation. His solution was to increase the size of his farm and produce more. All was agreed upon, the sale made, and in the Spring of 1922 the family gathered its things and loaded them unto an old Ford flat bed truck to head West to the unknown.

The next picture to go into the album was taken with Emily's Kodak camera by one of the many neighbors who showed up at the farm on their departure day to wish them well and see them off. It showed the farmhouse in the background, the big truck loaded to the top of its bed stakes and beyond. Standing by the driver's door were the Otter family; Caleb, Emily, 7 year old Molly, and 6 year old Erin, all in their spring coats and hats as there was still a chill in the Minnesota Spring air.

Looking carefully at the picture it was plain to see that the young girls faces showed an uncertainty and fear for what lay ahead even as they tried to smile and put on a brave face.

There were pictures of the journey but they would be added later.

The trip was rough as the roads were few and in horrible disrepair to say the least. There were breakdowns and many difficulties, especially when they crossed the Rockies in Montana and Idaho. It was dreary and depressing as they drove across the high plains of Eastern Washington. It again became exceedingly difficult as they ascended and then descended the Cascade Mountain Range into Western Washington and headed North to their new home.

As they descended the last hill of the Cascades their jaws fell and their eyes grew wide as they beheld the most beautiful piece of God's Land on Earth. Everything was green except where the flowers bloomed in literally hundreds of colors and variations. Trees were a hundred feet tall and more. They were so thick and plentiful that the sun couldn't touch the ground. That night they stayed at a small park. It was there they discovered that the base of those huge cedars were so thick that the four Otters couldn't touch hands as they tried to circle one of the tree trunks.

Caleb had to hold an umbrella over Emily's head the next morning to protect her camera from a light mist so that she could take pictures of their new found paradise.

Passing through the farmlands and forests they finally pulled into their newly adopted town. Pulling into a gas station, Caleb shut down the engine to let it cool so he could gas it up and check its vital signs. he next placed a call to Fred to let him know they'd arrived.

Fred, gave directions on how to get to his house. Pulling up to the curb in front of the address he'd been given Caleb went to the door and knocked. The door was thrown open and a slender man almost equal in height to Caleb emerged. The two men hugged each other tightly as the Otter females stared in wonder. Caleb had never done that before to any male, not even his own father.

The wife and daughters were getting a lesson in what is now called male bonding. Bonding is largely caused by common experience. The more miserable and dangerous the experience the tighter the bond.

Both men turned and motioned the ladies to come into the house. Once inside Fred's wife took everyone's coat and invited all to have some breakfast in the kitchen. Caleb introduced Fred to his wife and daughters and Fred introduced his wife, Wilma. All adjourned to the kitchen for a hearty late morning feast.

After Wilma and Emily cleared the dishes the talking got serious. Fred told Caleb and Emily that there was a vacant house just up the street. The house belonged to the man whose place Caleb was taking at Western University. He'd had an offer from a shipyard in Seattle at more money and with greater benefits. He'd decided to accept it and they were now down in Seattle. The house was for sale but so far there had been no takers.

Fred said the house needed a new roof but it had a fairly new coal furnace, indoor plumbing, city water, and electrical power. It needed work but Fred thought that if the Otters wanted to buy it they could get it at a good price. Fred further stated that he was in contact with the owners as he kind of looked after it in their absence. He thought that if the Otters wanted to rent it for a month to look it over and make a decision the owners would go for it as right now they were paying for something that was sitting idle.

Emily and Caleb looked at each other and nodded their assent. That having been decided, Fred went over to the phone, talked to the operator, and pretty soon was in deep conversation with one of owners; the wife, as the husband was at work. When the conversation was finished he turned around with a smile and told the Otters that the owners had agreed to the proposal and Fred was authorized to give them a key immediately, and to make arrangements to get the phone, water, and power turned on. The owners also agreed to accept no offers for 30 days until the Otters agreed to buy the house or look elsewhere.

Fred reached to a hook next to the phone and removed a key ring. He told Caleb the house was three doors up, and across the street, and suggested that Caleb pull into the driveway. He and Wilma would meet them there.

When Caleb turned the truck key off once they were parked in the driveway, Emily got out to get a good look at her new neighborhood. The houses appeared to have been built in the 1890's during the boom. They were fairly large and each had a porch that wrapped around the front and one side of the house. The driveway led to what had once been a horse stable and barn for feed and the family buggy. Emily liked the overall appearance. Looking up and down the street she nodded in approval, The trees shading the street and lawns were mature Maples and above and behind each house she could see a large Cedar tree.

She noticed two teenagers pushing lawn mowers at the house next door and the one next to it. Turning she saw Fred and Wilma approaching. When Fred drew abreast he hollered at the two boys to come over as he had a job for them. Emily started to object but Fred laughingly said they could use the work.

The boys arrived just as Caleb joined them. Fred introduced the boys as Nathan (Nate) Lewis (the boy next door) and Evan Force (The one two houses down). He laughingly said the two 16 year old thugs had just finished their Sophomore Year at Western High School which caused the two teenagers to break into embarrassed grins.

While Wilma showed Emily around, Fred took Caleb on a separate tour, while Evan and Nate made preparations to bring in what remained of the Otter family's worldly possessions.

The house was still furnished as the owners were renting until the house was sold and they were able to buy their new home. They would then have the furniture freighted down to them.

The upstairs contained three bedrooms, a bathroom, and a stairway to the attic. The first floor had a large living room with a fireplace, a beautiful dining room, a bathroom, and a spacious kitchen and pantry. Emily was ecstatic to find the kitchen stove was fueled by kerosene. No more having to chop wood to cook. She opened the icebox and was surprised to find it cool. Wilma told her that Fred kept the ice delivery going as he didn't want anyone to have to clean an icebox that had been sitting for a long period of time. Emily checked the drain pan under the ice box and pulled it out to empty it in the sink.

When the tour was finished and all were gathered in the kitchen Fred explained that the water and power would be turned on that afternoon but the phone wouldn't be turned on for another two days.

Molly and Erin had stood and watched as the men and the two boys emptied the truck while the women put things away. Finally the women turned the mattresses on the beds and made them up.

Caleb gave each of the boys $2.00 (an amount Fred objected to as being too much), and they left after thanking Caleb profusely.

That night dinner had been at the Myers' house with Emily and Wilma doing the honors as they quickly bonded in a life long friendship.

Midway through the month Caleb and Emily agreed to purchase the house as Emily had fallen in love with it. Because of the need for a new roof and a few other necessary repairs they got the house at a good price leaving enough money to replace the furniture and pay for those other expenses that arise when establishing a new home.

Carol and Marie slowly came back to the present with a smile of fond remembrance at the many hours they'd sat entranced by Erin and Molly as they talked about those days long ago in an era that most have forgotten.

Silently and without a word the two cousins placed a picture of the house in the album. Emily had waited for several weeks until conditions were exactly right to take that picture.

Somehow those pictures and those conversations from so long ago brought them a little peace and quieted the hurt in their hearts somewhat.

Following church services on Sunday Carol returned home, changed cloths, made lunch and waited for Marie to come over to work on the albums. When Marie knocked, Carol opened the door to find that Marie was alone.

"Where's Dan," she asked

"Jake took him to the park to play," Marie answered with a smile.

The two cousins poured themselves a cup of coffee and repaired to the "Album Room," to add more pictures and memories to their albums.