"My man will get those for you. Xander! Get her bucket of blackberries. And walking stick!"
"Yes Mistress!"

Xander scrambled up the mountain to get the pail of blackberries and stick. The stick did have a nail through the end of it. The stick was thick and a bit hard to grasp. And it was heavy. Retrieving those items, he headed down the mountain. Mountain maid saw all was good and proceeded down the mountain carrying Lanying. She held Lanying tenderly, and nuzzled her hair.

"You're cute!" mountain maid said in a husky woman's voice. Her voice was deep and resonating. Lanying's dainty hands held on to mountain maid's huge deltoids and shoulders.

While mountain maid carried Lanying, Lanying asked her name.
"Mamma-Jill"
"Mamma Jill?" asked Lanying, "What's the 'mamma' for?"
"I like name! Before, I just Jill. I add mamma because I love, I nurture! I nurture a man, in house. I nurture you. You so tiny! You have mamma?"
"I'm full grown", Lanying giggled, "This is all the big my type gets. I'm a Betaqh woman. My name is Lanying!"
"You cute! Hair so black! So shiny! I protect you! Take care of you!"
Lanying laid on mountain maid's shoulder and hugged her neck.
Lanying asked about mountain maid's tank-top, "Why do you wear this?"
"It pretty! I wear, I feel good!"

Xander was having to jog to keep up. The big blond's powerful legs took her a long ways with each step. Soon they arrived to her shack.

Just outside her shack, Jill gently set Lanying down. Jill saw the big velomobile. She said, "What that?"
"That's my velomobile!" Lanying replied, "We came here in that. We came all the way from Central Capital."
"What is Central Capital?"
"It's a big, big city which is far away. I live just outside of it to the east. I'm a farmer."
"Farmer? You grow vegetables?"
"Sure do!" Lanying replied.

Jill looked all over the velomobile. She then went back to her shack and invited Lanying and Xander in.

Inside, the man on a leash was cowering.
"This my man!", Jill said, "I bought him. He sad, miss mamma. I nurture him, soon he okay."
"Jill, I..." Lanying began then hesitated.
"Yes little pretty one? What you say your name is?"
"Lanying. Anyway, um... Jill, um... it is wrong to keep someone against his will. He needs to be allowed to go back to his mamma. Then, you can visit him everyday, be really nice and sweet, then maybe he will want to live with you."
"I pay much for him. His mamma not want give back gold."
"But, but... um... um... can I buy him?"
"You want buy this man?"
Lanying: "Um... yeah!"
Jill: "How much gold you give?"
Lanying: "I um... well, I have Central Capital money... oh dear..."
Jill: "What is Central Capital money?"
Lanying: "Okay, I tell you what, I am going to have to exchange my money for gold. Um, then I will buy him. How much gold did you give for him?"
Jill: "Two pebbles"
Lanying: "Two pebbles?"
Jill showed with her fingers the size of a pebble. It was just that; a pebble! In the Central Capital, that much gold might be worth several hundred dollars. Lanying had that much money, but the further they went out into this remoteness, the less valuable her money became. She felt lucky that the store back there allowed her to pay for the alcohol with Central Capital money.

Lanying asked, "Is there a big city near here? Can we go to a big city?"
Jill: "I know big city but it far. I never go before. But I know. People tell me how to go."
Lanying: "Do you have a car?"
"Yes"
"Can you go with me to that big city? I need to change my money for gold."
Jill chuckled, "You little tiny pretty fairy! Why do you want go on trip like that?"
"To... to, well, like I said, I have to change my Central Capital money for gold. And, and, we can get into adventures together. I have a lot of money, I can buy you stuff!"
Jill: "You have much Central Capital money?"
Lanying: "Yes!"
Jill: "Can I see Central Capital money? I only want know, what it is."

Lanying led Jill to the velomobile. She pulled a sack full of money from under her seat. She showed a few bills to Jill."
"Oh, yes! I know this type! You used strange words, but I know this. I need much for new pump, and for sun energy. Near by is medium city, not big city. They use this money. Not all things can use gold. Buy good car, like yours, need this money. Buy car made here, gold okay. But here-made car not so good. Sun battery need this type money. I will sell man to you for 1000 this money."

Lanying gulped on that amount. That was almost half of what she had. But she had to buy that man and take him back home and thus, quite frankly, get him the heck out of the way. Lanying needed Xander and herself to be with Jill only. The out-of-sorts man would interfere. So Lanying agreed. She would have to eventually "teach" the big woman humanity later. That cannot be taught inside an hour.
Xander was wide-eyed and amazed at all this. He stayed close to his Mistress. He felt weird, feeling like an "object" that can be bought and sold.

Fortunately, the big mountain maid had picked up just enough education to count the money properly. Lanying feared she might want 1000 actual bills. But Jill counted 50 20-dollar bills and was satisfied.

Jill: "Man is yours! You want fuck? He can't fuck because he too sad all the time. But he pretty! Big blue eyes! Big muscles... but, little pretty fairy, he stronger than you! Much! How you control him?"
Lanying stepped up to Jill and leaned on her. Jill gently hugged Lanying. Lanying's head was right between Jill's huge boobs. Lanying sweetly asked, "Jill, big Mamma-Jill, I... have come to teach you some things... um... Okay, first, we are going to return this man to his mother. You have to help me because, as you say, he's stronger than me."

Jill looked incredulous as she asked, "You just now gave me 1000 paper dollars for him. Now, you give him back to his mamma?"
Lanying: "To teach you by example, that you, that is, you collectively, us, all people, are not supposed to be doing this stuff! It is so important to me to teach you this, that I am willing to spend my money for this cause."

Jill looked Xander up and down. Xander became nervous. Jill said, "Your man very pretty! Not as big as that man, but he muscular too, and pretty. Why can you buy man, but not me?"
Lanying pleasantly but emphatically replied, "I DID NOT BUY HIM. I found him, and we found each other desirable. He then developed a love for me, and I loved him!"
"But Mistress", Xander spoke up, "At first, you sort of took over me, and ordered me what to do..."
Lanying whirled around with her silky black hair spinning out and firmly ordered, "Silence, you! There is an order of things. You could have defied me although it would have been messy for you. But we don't go around buying men like they're inanimate objects... and... maybe the 'order of things' I speak of is subject for a review from The Creator... we'll discuss it later, but now, we gotta get him home! Don't you agree? Look at him..."
Xander's eyes met the sad, but now hopeful, eyes of the man on a leash. Xander bowed to Lanying and agreed, "Yes Mistress."

Jill: "He very obedient, but speak when not spoken to."
Lanying giggled, leaned into Jill's bosom and said, "Watch this..."
Lanying turned to go but two huge muscular forearms had her caged in. Within big Jill's bosom, Lanying turned around and sweetly asked, "Let me go now..."
"Oh! Okay. But you so cute!"

Jill let Lanying go. Lanying held on to Xander's arm to brace herself, and whacked Xander's shapely ass a couple times.
"There!" Lanying said giggling, "That's for speaking out of turn!"
Xander chuckled, turned around and took Lanying into his arms.
Lanying giggled and told Jill, "I have to do that sometimes to let him know who's boss!"
"Interesting!" Jill commented, "The way you control him, yet he stronger than you. He looks like fun! Can he fuck?"
"Oh gads, yes! All the time! Now, he's a little shy here, but you wait until he loosens up. He fucked me, must have been at least 5 or more times yesterday!"
Jill reached for her crotch and rubbed it and groaned, "Ohhh! I love fucking! I wanna fuck! But I only can self-fuck on his side, his cock not become hard."
"Because he's sad and scared!" Lanying replied. Lanying urged, "Let's have lunch, then we take him home. After that, there are many things I want to talk to you about."
Jill: "Take him back? This afternoon?"
"Yes! The sooner, the better!"
"Okay pretty fairy! I help you take him back. You follow me in your car. But first we eat!"
Lanying: "Oh yes, yes! Let's eat first! I'm hungry! I can help you gather vegetables and cook. Let's go!"
"Cook? You cook vegetables?"
"Well, yeah, of course."
Jill: "I see some people cook. I not like. I eat straight, no cook. You can cook yours."
Lanying: "Uh, yeah! Sure! That's fine!"

Jill watched Lanying gather tender leaves and green stems and such, and noticed that Lanying kept eyeing the gardens over there. Jill asked, "You want what I grow? I eat what I grow. I give to my man who is now your man. You may eat too! You need to eat, maybe grow big and strong! You so tiny!"
Lanying: "I don't think I'll ever... uh, yeah, okay! Yes! Those look delicious!"

A few things from Jill's garden could indeed be eaten without cooking such as tomatoes and an avocado-like fruit from a couple trees, one of which was growing naturally and the other, a smaller one, Jill said she planted. The attentive reader might wish to point out that avocados as "we" know them grow mostly in warm places without much winter. But this is a different dimension and I said, "avocado-like". They look like avocados, and taste like them. But it is a different species. Okay...

Anyway, Lanying saw Jill would eat anything from her garden, or leaves picked off trees, straight-up raw. Jill watched with fascination as Lanying set up her stove and cooked the things she had gathered. Among the things from the garden was a delicious maogua. Jill commented, "I not have stove like that. I have small electric stove, but no sun power. Not use in hundreds of moons."

For water, Lanying had to gather from a puddle of clear water left by the cold front. Jill said there is a stream nearby and that is her source of water. She said her hand-pump does not work because she cannot find the part to fix it and there is none available to buy. The electric pump does not work because of no electricity. A storm blew away the last few solar panels about "400 moons" ago. So it looks like there is no running water. Lanying and Xander were disappointed that there were not going to be decent conditions after that long trip.

Lanying and Xander ended up eating outside. Jill just ate whatever she did raw without even washing. She fed some to the chained up man inside. He ate better than before, Jill reported. Also, he appeared more peppy. It seemed his spirits were being lifted by overhearing the fact that Lanying was going to return him home.

"How old is he, anyway?" Lanying asked Jill as Lanying was putting her utensils away.
"He is 730 moons," Jill replied.
"Okay now," Lanying announced, "we're going to have to do something about this moon business. Xander, do we have a calculator?"

Xander had a calculator under his stoker seat. Dividing 730 by roughly 12.3 revealed 59 years and some months. "So, 59 years old. How old are you?" Lanying asked.
Jill: "I am 1111 moons. That special number! I hear means will be change. You special! So pretty! So cute! Do you bring change?"
"Oh, it depends. Xander, do that calculation whatever..."
Xander worked the calculator. Dividing by the 12.3 times the moon of this dimension goes through its phases revealed 90 years and some months for the age of Jill. To us, her porcelain smooth skin, flexible, fit, capable and powerful body, her full, expressive lips, and her head of full-bodied natural blond hair would appear no older than upper 20s. She behaved almost child-like.
To enable Jill to relate, they used the calculator to tell her the age of Xander and Lanying. Their 40s in years hits around 560s in moons.

After lunch, indeed Jill prepared for taking the man back to his mother. Sparing the reader the moon stuff, his mother is something like 150 years old, still young by their terms.

Jill brought out her velomobile which was one of those boxy types. Lanying and Xander looked inside of it. It was of very rough construction, bulky and strong but lacking niceties. The seat was like an ordinary chair although it was slightly modified for bracing for pedaling. The pedaling manner was circular, just like "we" are familiar with. A chain went under the seat to a transmission with a shift lever like an old automobile, and to the rear wheels. The two rear wheels were connected with a solid axle without a differential. Steering of the single front wheel was by 2-ended bar that closely resemble the handlebar of a mountain bicycle of "our" world. Primitive, but effective.
Effective enough anyway, for that giant mountain of muscles, Jill, to pull considerable loads with it.

Like an animal on a leash, she led the chained man to a fairly large trailer. Unlike the torpedo-shaped trailers of Central Capital, this one was like the boxy velomobile that towed it, bulky and not at all streamlined. Ordinarily, the trailer was used for crops. But it would be used that day for transferring the man. Jill led him in there and he sat upon its cold, hard, metal floor. She closed the cover and locked it. Don't worry, he will have air. The roughly constructed trailer is light years from being airtight. But, it was dark in there. He was a good 250 pounds, but if filled with produce, the trailer possibly would weigh several hundred to just over a thousand pounds.

Jill offered Xander and Lanying to stay at her shack and rest. But Lanying suggested following her, and after taking back the man, then go to town and buy some solar energy equipment, Laying would pay for it. Since Jill had the trailer, it would be used to bring back the solar panels.

Following Jill in her boxy velomobile pulling the equally boxy trailer, Xander and Lanying turned right, which would continue in the direction they had been going, on down that deer trail. Lanying's remote viewing ended with Jill's shack. She had no idea where the trail leads from there.

They followed Jill through the winding trail and over hill and valley. First, after cresting the mountain Jill lived on, was a considerable downhill. Then the trail joined a hard packed road. After 12 miles of that going at 15 mph, they turned off onto another trail, wound around through a dense forest for some miles...
...and finally came upon a shack off the left of the road.
Jill pulled into there. Lanying went to the trouble to do a turn-about, then backed in.
"Still on alert status, Mistress?" Xander asked with a chuckle.
Lanying answered, "Um... YES!"

Lanying and Xander exited their velomobile but stood next to it. They observed...

Jill got out and bellowed, "MAE! YO! MAE!"
From behind the shack and from a clearing back there in the woods, a huge muscle woman came bounding out. Just like Jill, she was both tall and heavily built, 7 feet 5 inches and over 400 pounds of supple, agile muscle. Her silky blond hair was tied back in 2 pigtails that whipped around as she ran. She was buck naked which displayed beautiful porcelain smooth skin save for some nicks and bumps from farming, and was golden tanned. That was the 150-some-year-old mother of the man.

The man's mother, Mae apparently, ran up to Jill and asked, "He not good?"
"He good! But that fairy girl bought him, and asked me to return him. I return him because she too little to carry him."
"She CUTE! She PRETTY!" the 20-year-old-looking 150-year-old exclaimed. She came bounding towards Lanying. Lanying backed up to the velomobile. Jill followed and placed a restraining hand on the huge arm of that mom.
"She little! She easy break! I take care of her!" Jill urged.
"I gentle! Not worry!"

The huge blond giantess came right up to Lanying. Lanying had to crane her neck to look way up to the big bright blue eyes of the child-like amazon. She had been sweating apparently due to farm work and her hands were dirty. She reached to pick up Lanying. Jill stopped her saying, "You dirty! Much sweat! No pick her up now!"
"Awww!" groaned the mom, "She so cute!"

The giantess looked Lanying up and down for several seconds. Then she lusted over Xander.
"He pretty!" the mom exclaimed. She turned to Lanying and asked, "You wants sell?"
Lanying quietly shook her head no.
"She no sell, Mae! Take your son now, we must go. We have the light only few more hours. Fairy girl wants buy sun energy things for me! She sweet!"

The big amazon mom went to the trailer. Jill unlocked it and let the man out. He clamored out, ran to his mother, and leaned upon his mother's bosom and wept. He buried his face in her hair, as he laid his head on her shoulder. She patted him and led him to her shack.

Jill came to Lanying smiling but with tears from her big blue eyes. "You right! Return him is good! You wise! Surely, you are fairy! So little, so cute, so wise! Can you fly? Why use car?"
Giggling, Lanying assured, "I'm not a fairy! I'm a Betaqh woman from Central Capital. We all look like this! And it's normal for us to be this size. In fact, I'm considered a bit on the big side. Most of my people are smaller."
"Are all of you wise?"
"Mmm, YES! The women are, mostly."

Jill smiled big and pretty. She was leaning over, hands on knees, to speak to dainty Lanying. Lanying drew out a tissue and gently wiped off Jill's tears. Jill chuckled. She commented, "You so sweet! So cute! I wants hold you, but I sweat now. We go get sun energy things, go home and I bathe. Then I hold you!"
"Okay!" Lanying agreed cheerfully.
"You follow me!" Jill instructed, "When in town, stay in your car. I come to you, then you get out. I protect you. I lie and say your man is my man. Then no one bother him!"
"Um... okay! Yes! Sounds like a plan!"
Pulling her empty trailer, Jill went ahead and then Xander and Lanying followed.

Winding around the trail once again, they then returned to the hard-packed dirt road. They followed that 8 miles, then turned right on a road that, wonder of wonders, was actually paved! After 8 miles of that they arrived to a town that was a little more than a collection of houses doubling as part-time businesses. Jill led them right to a solar energy store.

After parking at the back of the store, Lanying did as she was told and waited for Jill.
Lanying felt safe at Jill's side, and Jill did indeed keep her close. The other folk in the store and the clerks all thought Lanying was the prettiest, cutest thing they ever seen. But it was look, don't touch. There were some muscular giant ladies in there, but Jill was up there with them, so they didn't mess with Jill's "fairy" or "her man".

After paying 1000 smazolas for a man she did not keep, Lanying had little more than 1000 left. Fortunately, solar panels cost a lot less in this dimension than in "our" world. Lanying spent 480 dollars for five 100-watt solar panels. Another 150 dollars went for a storage battery. Lanying asked Jill if her home has a hot water heater. The answer, not too surprisingly, was no. So Lanying bought a small electric hot water heater that she would mount next to a shower that she noted Jill did have, but did not use at that time. Lanying also bought miscellaneous plumbing parts to modify Jill's shower for hot water.
Xander asked, "Do you know how to hook up all this stuff?"
Lanying replied, "I'm a farmer, not only that, I'm a Betaqh woman. I know how to do all kinds of stuff."
"But we're going to be staying here only a short time. Do you justify spending the money on..."
"Xander, we may be here a few days or maybe a few weeks; it doesn't matter. I am not going to go even ONE more day without a hot bath! I haven't had a descent bath in several days, and I a-going to have one! Come hell or high water!"
Xander agreed, "Yeah, actually, I haven't thought of that. Me too, actually."
"Besides, most of the money is spent for Jill's solar energy. The small hot water heater isn't that much, so I just threw that in for us. Jill can use it too if she doesn't mind giving up bathing in icy stream water!"

Jill led them out. Jill carried the items in her trailer. With Jill in her velomobile, Lanying and Xander in their velomobile followed Jill over the paved road, the good dirt road and then the winding trails back home. The latter portion of the trail was up hill, yet, in that clunky velomobile and pulling a trailer full of heavy items, Jill still left Lanying and Xander behind. She would stop and wait for them sometimes.

The sun was setting. Even after Lanying installed everything, she still would not have hot water for a nice bath. But Lanying was going to set up the stuff so by day, the solar energy would be in place.

Jill offered to cook for Lanying and Xander, using their alcohol stove. Jill knows how to make the simple soups and porridges that Lanying has been making, it is just that Jill does not desire to cook for herself. Jill gathered vegetables, both wild ones and some from her gardens. While she prepared that, Lanying got to work on the solar panels and hot water hookups.

Before cooking, Jill showed Lanying a good spot to put the solar panels. It was where the old ones had been decades ago. The cabling was still in place although a bit questionable as to its serviceability.

Lanying needed some brawn to get started. Jill easily qualified.
Jill carried all the heavy solar panels at once to the high ground where they would be mounted. That was a 200-pound load. Lanying would be easily strong enough to set each solar panel up individually. The battery was 4 feet high and 2 x 3 feet rectangular and weighed 280 pounds. Jill's bulging muscles easily carried the battery to a squat little stone structure which was the battery house. The battery that had been there had long since given out and taken away. Finally, Jill set the 50-pound hot water heater near the shower stall as per Lanying's direction.
After Jill did all that heavy lifting, she began cooking. Lanying could then set up the system from there.

Fortunately, Jill had the tools, old though they were, necessary for wiring and plumbing. Lanying installed the hot water heater first, since, in that cramped little shack, she would be cutting with a hack saw, drilling, hammering and otherwise making noise that would disturb Jill's sleep. Light for the work came from candles.

The shack was outfitted for running water, in its most basic, simple form. There were 2 water pumps; a newer (like 50 years) electric one which did not work simply because there was no electricity. A hand pump could be used to obtain water directly or pump into the water tank, parallel to the electric one. The tank was up on a hill and some rocks just behind the shack. Once filled by one or other of the pumps, gravity would power the water into the house. A float switch was intended to automatically turn on the electric pump to refill the tank from time to time, or it could be turned completely off and the hand pump used for cloudy days when energy is at a "premium"... Or it could be used when there is no electricity at all, ever, but for one problem. Several years ago, the hand pump broke a part which nobody makes any more. Jill had that part, but knew not where it was. For the past over 10 years, Jill has been living very primitively as far as water is concerned. She carries in pails of water from the stream which is 4000 feet away, and bathes in that icy stream. Brrr!

Jill completed cooking supper before Lanying was finished with the hot water heater. After supper, Jill strolled a bit under the stars and crescent moon. Apparently she always does so. This gave time for Lanying to finish with all the banging, scraping, framming and flailing that accompanied a hot water heater install.

Sure enough, Jill goes to bed at a time considered very early, by both Lanying and Xander. Jill had offered Lanying and Xander her bed, but Lanying said their velomobile beds were perfectly fine.
Jill expressed a bit of concern over Lanying working in the dark. Lanying assured all was well. Xander was with her, the hill on which the panels were was close, and finally, Lanying showed Jill her crossbow which Jill was fascinated with.

Lanying and Xander pulled and pushed their velomobile to the hill top where the solar panels are to make use of its light... and radio. Lanying listened to an all night talk show that winged its way through the cold night air via ionosphere to this far off, remote and isolated post.

Lanying mounted the solar panels temporarily so that they would begin receiving sun on the morrow. Wiring was simple. The insulation appeared okay although it was significantly brittle.

By 10 p.m., Lanying did not require Xander's help and at about 10:30ish, he went to bed in the velomobile. At about mid-night, Lanying finished her work.
She got into the velomobile and, using the brakes, eased it down from the high ground they had put it on earlier. The embankment was 40 degrees, but she only had to brake. After coming off the hill, Lanying pedaled it a short ways and then applied the parking brake in front of Jill's shack. There, she slept.

Whew! What a long spiel that was!

Yet, although monotonous, it is also interesting... in a way... did that make sense? Anyway, I mean seeing how these folks can live with little or no income, that seems to be the issue here with Jill. Much issue has been made of late, in USA and Canada, about living independently or simply. Well here you see someone actually doing it. No fun, is it!? I mean, if you are really going to do it. Having to carry water 4000 feet from a stream? Having to bathe, outside, next to that stream in icy cold mountain water? Maybe the wind is blowing, or it could be winter? Like, BRRR!

Actually, under danger of adding yet another boring spiel, but just quickly; Upon closer inspection, that is, when Lanying actually accompanied Jill to the part of the stream she takes her baths, we find a roughly 6 x 6-foot stall with a rather nice shower that Jill built all herself. Tiles, bright paint, linoleum (or similar) floor; the works are all there. The plumbing consists of a pipe that runs from the top of the 9-foot tall structure over and then up the mountain to a higher part of the stream. The end of the pipe is merely anchored under the water (only 8 inches deep) where the flow of the stream will be picked up by the pipe. The stream in question is about 4 feet wide, 12 inches at the deepest, and cascades down in several places, like a mini falls. So finding adequate "drop" for something like that is easy. Anyway, the shower has a simple single valve that turns on or off the water flow. Well, all well and good. Jill is a gal, she knows aesthetics; she painted it nicely, appointed it with this and that decoration and everything works, but... the water feels like it just came off an iceberg! Talk about colder than a copper commode in the Klondike! NOT my idea of a relaxing shower!

Her shack has an equally nice shower right in it, but Jill, understandably, did not wish to tote the numbers of pails of water it would have taken to take a shower. So she built the remote shower right next to the stream, 4000 feet away from the shack.
See, these are the kinds of disagreeable things one has to do when one wants to live completely independent. No fun!

And now we see Lanying coming in and compromising the situation a bit. Using her quickly dwindling reserves of money, she set up for the wild woods woman, a bit of modern living with solar energy and, OH! Such spoiled excesses of luxury! A hot water heater!
Maybe Lanying will stay only a week, or maybe a few months. We'll see, eventually, below. But like she said, she does not wish to go even one day without heated water for a bath. Spoiled little brat! And that statement goes for this writer as well! Not going to see me taking a shower in glacial melt! One thing about it though, it makes the tits poke out!

The night gave way to day, and by as early as 7:30 a.m., the solar panels were receiving orange sunlight at an angle. The panels faced south and all the ground south of there was below the panels. The whole place, including Jill's shack, is essentially on the south face of the mountain. The cold front high-pressure zone was still in effect. Although chilly, especially for their equivalent of July, the day promised to be cobalt-blue in sky color with unimpeded golden sunshine the whole day long.

Jill was already wandering about. Wearing her worn out tank-top and that denim micro-ao-dai, she picked some vegetables from her garden, may have picked some more blackberries, and then began working on the solar panels' mounts. Lanying had them temporarily secured and already wired. Jill merely came in to greatly strengthen their mounts so they would not be blown away.
During Jill's wanderings, she peered in the velomobile, or tried to. The windshields and windows were all heavily fogged and even frosted from the inside. She could barely see 2 covered forms in there sleeping.

Around about 8:30ish, Xander woke up, stepped out of the velomobile and went to himself, "Nope, not yet!". He avoided the cold and slipped back in to the velomobile for another hour of sleep. The velomobile was heated nicely from greenhouse effect, and so Xander, and especially Lanying, probably would not emerge for quite some time. Jill, being totally synchronized to the rising and setting of the sun, would have a while to wait before her new "fairy friend" would emerge.

And, that was just as well. The "house battery", what those big batteries are called, come from the store "empty", no charge at all. These cantankerous batteries that can only be used in a stationary position and are subject to exploding when charged, have a 99.999 percent efficiency in putting out all the joules of energy that they receive. "Our" culture does not yet have such a battery. These "house batteries" can deliver tremendous wattage, like in the order of 20,000 watts, all the way to when the last millijoule has been used up. The model of house battery Lanying bought can store up to 10 hours of 1000 watts being pumped in. That is a total of 36 megajoules or perhaps, 10 kilowatt hours. So that battery could easily handle the 400 watt set of panels they had up.

Lanying's little hot water heater uses 2000 watts and needs half an hour to get a good full tank of water heated. With the solar panels putting out 400 watts, they need to pump that much power into the house battery about 2-1/2 hours for the hot water heater to be on half an hour. Since Lanying did not wake up until 11:30, there was more than enough power for her heater.

Before that, Xander woke up, something like 9:45 or nearly 10. Fearing Jill, he stayed close to the velomobile or wandered down the mountain, away and downhill from the shack, carefully staying out of sight of Jill. Once he hid while he observed Jill looking in the velomobile. Jill seemed concerned. Jill is just not used to seeing someone sleeping while the sun is shining. Later, Jill expressed a concern that Lanying had "kicked the bucket" and gone into another dimension leaving her shell behind. (I ain't gonna use the "d"-word; call me superduperstitious, but I just ain't.) Jill would soon learn the ways of a city dweller or a near-the-city farmer.

Well indeed, Lanying woke up around 11:30. The first thing she did is check everything. Fortunately the electric pump ran once it was supplied with power. It had already filled the tank with water. She noted the firm mounts Jill had provided for the solar panels, as strong as Jill own muscles.

Lanying marched straight into that shack and turned on the water heater. Jill was sitting on the edge of her bed and that's when she said, "I thought my pretty fairy had passed on!"
Lanying giggled and assured, "I always sleep to this time."
Jill: "But you have missed almost half the sun!"
Lanying: "Ah, but then I get half the night! The better half, that is the warmer half. It's the way I am. Xander too, only, not as much so."
"Where is Xander, your man?"
"Wandering around. Probably hiding. He's very shy. There, I've turned the hot water heater on. It will take about half an hour. I'll go find Xander. He'll want to take a shower too. We take showers together!"
Jill: "Both of you very pretty! You so cute!"
Lanying giggled, "Yes, he is pretty!"
Jill: "You say, hot water heater on, but I see nothing happen."
Lanying: "Let's see, oh, here it is. The red LED came on. Look. Yeah, it's on."
Lanying put her ear on the hot water heater then reported, "Yes, I hear a hiss. It's on!"
Jill noted Lanying's ears again and commented, "So cute! Everything on you is dainty and cute!"
Giggling, Lanying stood up and wiggled her hips and raised her arms over her head as in an erotic dance and agreed, "Yes! I'm the Mistress of cuteness!"

Hopping and skipping with her silky black hair bouncing softly, Lanying went outside to find Xander. She zeroed right in on him. He was way down the mountain. He had gathered some raspberries and had eaten a few.

"Come on!" Lanying cheerfully urged, "Let's take a hot shower! It's all on now and ready!"

Lanying couldn't wait. She kept checking the clock. She would take Xander on a short stroll then come back and check the clock again. Jill prepared lunch for them. Jill had gathered the vegetables for their breakfast but they did not wake up until that time. So she used the vegetables for their lunch.

Finally 35 minutes had passed. Lanying grabbed soap and shampoo from the velomobile and in the shower she and Xander went, almost like an addict to his fix. Xander and Lanying were in withdrawal. No sex, no eating, no anything until they had showered.
They were in there over 30 minutes. They basically staid until they had used all the hot water up. Only when the water began running cold did they come out. Jill even stood back with something like fright when Xander and Jill came out in a billowing cloud of steam. The warmth and humidity quickly filled the 20 x 16-foot shack. Jill never saw such a thing. Jill perhaps had a stereotype of a fairy appearing within or on a cloud. So Lanying coming out with a billowing cloud fit that stereotype. Jill perhaps thought Lanying really was a fairy!

"You have strange and mysterious ways, fairy Lanying!" commented an amazed Jill.
"It's called gettin' clean without having to freeze in ice water!" Lanying giggled.

Lanying and Xander came out nude, but quickly put some clothes on due to the chill. Lanying wore hose, microskirt and blouse. Xander wore bikini and his longest sleeveless t-shirt. Using their alcohol camp stove, Jill had cooked lunch for them, but it had to wait for their long shower.

Jill, Lanying, and Xander had lunch around Jill's beat up old little dining table. They introduced each others' backgrounds and histories. What they talked about will come out bit by bit, later, as necessary and if necessary.

Jill appeared to know more about energy economics of the solar energy input to the battery and using energy from it than Lanying (or "us") thought. She mentioned, "If I could find that part, I could fix the hand pump. That would save energy. You would much energy for your shower. You will run out of alcohol. You will must use the electric stove. I use my muscles to pump water."
"Let's see your muscles anyway", suggested Lanying cheerfully, "Do like this..."
Lanying raised her slender arms and "made muscles" in a pose, displaying her hard little 11 inchers.
Jill did the same pose and wowed them with stone-hard 39-inch biceps. No doubt about it, this lady was powerful!

Xander suggested, "My Mistress Lanying knows magic! Maybe she can remote view the pump part."
"Is she really fairy?" Jill asked.
"Mmm... sort of!" Xander replied.
Lanying giggled, "Big sweet sugar! He's so sweet! And yes, I can attempt to remote view it. Let's finish lunch and let me give it a shot!"

They wrapped up lunch and Jill washed dishes. For the first time in over a decade there was running water to the sink. Lanying wondered how Jill did dishes before, but the simple answer was that she did not use them. She simply held the vegetable she was eating in her hands, usually outside.
Lanying was going to wash dishes but the water was numbing cold to her little hands. Jill noted that and took over washing the dishes completely.

After all that, Jill was eager to work with Lanying with the remote viewing, as well as being curious about the whole process.
"I need to sit somewhere comfortable" Lanying said when she was getting ready to psychically find the part.
"Sit in my lap!" suggested Jill quickly.
"Okay!" replied Lanying cheerfully.

Big Jill sat in a big, sturdy wooden rocking chair. Lanying crawled upon her lap. Xander laid on Jill's bed. He drew the curtains of the window to make it a little darker.

"Now Jill," instructed Lanying as she laid back in Jill's bosom, closed her eyes and got comfortable, "Imagine you have the part in your right hand... you're right handed, correct?"
"Yes, sweet fairy."
"Imagine you have the part in your right hand. Close your eyes. Pretend it's there in your hand. Visualize it."
"I don't remember what it..."
Lanying: "That's okay, just generally. Oh, and when you last saw it, was it in a box?"
Jill: "No, just out."
Lanying: "Now, I'm touching your right arm with my hand. Now, put the part in my hand."

Jill's giant hand appeared to hand something large into Lanying's tiny hand. It almost appeared indeed, that the little hand of Lanying took something almost too heavy for it to hold.
"Gosh, that's heavy!" Lanying commented.
"Strange, fairy can know is heavy!" Jill commented, "It is heavy! Tiny fairy maybe too delicate to hold..."
"Okay, I think I have it..." Lanying began, "It features a big... bolt looking thing and a thick, heavy mounting plate with large holes for bolts. Now, let me see what it's next to, or in..."

"Wow, fairy very special!" Jill commented softly. She put her big heavy arms gently around Lanying.
Lanying, keeping her eyes closed, continued, "Hmm... it's not very well kept... it's wet, or damp at least. It's dark, musty. It's sitting on dirt. There's a white thing on top of it or just over it, it's round... the space is confined... let me move over... surrounded by some bricks... square area... only few feet... let me see... the white thing... smooth, round, goes through ceiling... ceiling only some inches high... I move up through ceiling now... several layers... smooth white floor...

Suddenly the relative quiet was interrupted by big muscular Jill snapping her fingers and banging the side of the chair she was in and blurting out, "THE SHOWER CLOSET!!!"
That snapped Lanying out of her concentration and, needless to say, she lost the image. But more remote viewing was unnecessary.
"You got something, Jill?" Lanying asked enthusiastically.
"YES! YES! Many hundreds moons ago, storm blew off sun panels. I then have no power. Electric pump not work! I use hand pump. But too much work, always pump, pump, pump. Shower use most! So I built shower closet next to stream. I have trouble making drain pipe stay in place while I fix it in place. I by myself, no help. I look for something of right size to hold pipe. In the tool cart I brought, I found hand-pump part, it right size! I put under pipe, I secure and fix pipe. Then, I finish space in bricks and finish shower closet; I FORGET PART!!! IT THERE! YES! Later, I use hand pump a lot. Later, it break. I look everywhere for part, can't find. I give up. Already have shower closet next to stream. I carry buckets of water to house for other use."
"Can we go look now?" Lanying excitedly suggested.
"YES!" Jill agreed, "I take tools for removing bricks; is closed in. We go now!"

All three went outside and to the back of the shack. From underneath the shack in a space, Jill pulled out a big box of tools and parts, and some buckets of mortar mix. She put those in her trailer, the one used earlier, and simply pulled it by hand. Xander and Lanying followed Jill up a winding trail to the stream they had seen Jill bring water from before and then down stream a bit. Sure enough, there was a stall, painted a pretty yellow on top and sky blue below with a pipe going to the top of it, and another pipe leading away from it.

On the "downhill" side of the closet (where the base is taller to compensate for the hill), at its brick base, Jill began chipping the mortar from a couple of the top bricks. While working on that, Lanying and Xander took a look at the inside. There was no toilet, only a shower. The small amount of plain floor was in linoleum. The shower itself was smooth white on the bottom. A single simple valve, operational at that moment, turned on and off ice cold water. There were soaps, shampoos; everything necessary for a fine shower except hot water! There was even a metal thingy for burning firewood. Well at least there was that. The shower stall was mostly smooth white. The rest of the walls were painted yellow on top and deep violet below. There were candle holders attached to the wall with candles.
"Pretty nice!" commented Lanying, "But I'm not going near it, until there's hot water!"
"Same here!" Xander agreed.

"I FIND! I FIND!" came Jill's voice suddenly. Lanying and Xander closed the door to the shower closet and looked. Sure enough, Jill held in her hand, a rather large, heavy metallic subassembly of some sort that had a main feature appearing to be a bolt.

"Let me see..." Lanying requested.
"It heavy! You too delicate! You're so cute! You magic!"
"I can hold it!" Lanying assured. But when she took the part from Jill who was holding it like it was made of paper, Lanying nearly dropped it and it threw her off balance. Jill held her and began to take the part.
"No, that's okay, I got it!" Lanying assured as she indeed held the part. But her slender little arms were straining. Wearing the long-sleeved blouse her muscles could not be seen, but they were probably straining to their maximum. She handed it back to Jill.

Jill put the part in her tool box and came up and hugged Lanying. "Oh! You wonderful, magic fairy! Stay with me, please?"
"Okay, okay!" came a muffled little voice from within muscular arms and huge boobs.

Jill released Lanying and she got out the mortar and mixed it with some water from the nearby stream. She reaffixed the bricks she had removed.
So indeed, like perhaps anyone who has ever built anything has done many times before, Jill apparently grabbed the nearest appropriately sized object to act as that often-needed "third hand". After the project was completed, the object was promptly forgotten. It had spent the last over a decade underneath the shower closet!

Fortunately, even in this relatively backwards part of their dimension, the part was made of a different type of metal other than iron. It had not rusted in its less than ideal environment. It was dirty, that was all.

They returned to the shack. Now equipped with running water, Jill rinsed the part off. It was clean and perfectly usable. Jill got to work in replacing the broken part. The hand pump was large, gutsy, and all the parts were heavy. That was "Jill work". Her huge muscles bulged, flexed and rippled as she removed large, stuck-on bolts, heaved heavy parts, including the handle, around and replaced the part. After the part was replaced, Jill tested the pump.

Jill first turned the valve to the position where the water would come out directly through a faucet rather than go to the tank. Jill's huge muscles bulged while she pushed and pulled the handle. Apparently it worked both ways, pushing down and pulling up. Jill could apply tremendous force while pulling up because she would not lift herself off her feet as when pushing down. Her muscles were fascinating to watch. It took a while since the pump had not been used in years but finally, water came gushing out. Jill pumped several seconds to clear the line of settled dirt and air bubbles. Water came out with such force and volume, that quickly a stream developed that coursed down the hill. It appeared to be powered by at least a horse-power electric pump.

With her huge bosom heaving, Jill switched the valve back to where the water would go into the tank. She stepped off the pump platform and went over to where the switch to the electric pump was and turned it off.
Jill then came up to Lanying and took her in her arms and held her gently. "Now, pretty fairy have energy so you can take your strange showers, and cook your vegetables. I will bring water for you. If I forget, say 'Mamma-Jill, get more water for me.' And I will get it for fairy Lanying!"
"Aw, thank you, big Jill!" came a little voice from deep within two huge muscular arms and boobs bigger than basketballs.

The hug continued quite a while. Lanying basked in it. Jill was the one who finally slowly released Lanying. Lanying rubbed her arms.
"Does fairy feel cold?" Jill asked softly and lovingly.
"Yeah..." Lanying replied in a soft voice, "Can... May I sit in your lap for a while?"
"Of course!" Jill replied enthusiastically. She picked up Lanying and, holding her easily with one arm, opened the door of the shack with her other hand and took her in and to the rocking chair. Jill sat down and took Lanying on her lap. Lanying laid her head on Jill's shoulder and curled up in her lap. She closed her eyes.
"Pretty baby fairy," Jill cooed as she rocked, holding Lanying.

Xander pulled up a plain wooden chair from the dining table and sat next to Jill. As she gently rocked, Xander felt over her arm muscles. Jill acknowledged with a pretty, bright blue-eyed and gentle smile.
"Does your man want to fuck?" Jill asked Lanying.
"Do you wanna fuck, big sugar?" Lanying asked.
"Oh... not now... not until Mistress is ready. Jill, do you know of any tall tales of these mountains? Ever see anything strange?"

Like a big mom telling sleep-time stories to children, Jill spoke of legends, things she has been through, and even this: Once 500 moons ago (roughly 48 years) Jill said she saw, "something like two eating plates stuck together with an up-side-down cup on top. It glowed and floated around. Strangest thing I ever see. Make no noise. I hide but watch. Never see again."

This dimension or planet has all manner of spiritual phenomenon that are completely acknowledged and interacted with by the people. Jinns, ghosts, orbs, and high-level spirits are all known. Witchcraft is widely practiced. All psychic phenomenon widely known and even taught in schools! Elementary schools in Central Capital actually have a meditation period each day. They teach rudimentary remote viewing, science of intent, "real" prayer, and how to effect an out-of-body excursion. But one thing that is hardly ever mentioned, and super rarely seen, is a "UFO". There are no reported abductions. And I am sure that these highly spiritual people would completely accept and acknowledge such a thing if it widely manifested. My thoughts and the sysop's theory is that the civilization responsible for the UFOs simply are not currently interested in or concerned with this particular dimension or planet.

Well, so there was Jill, telling bed time stories to Xander and Lanying. Xander had moved over to Jill's big bed. He had fallen asleep. Lanying slept on Jill's shoulder.
"Aw, precious, cute, pretty fairy!" Jill cooed.

Carefully, with those mighty muscles of hers bulging and enabling her to slowly, quietly get up, Jill carried Lanying to Jill's bed. She laid Lanying carefully next to Xander. Jill covered them both with a blanket. Seeing Lanying was still sleeping, Jill closed the worn curtain on the window and additionally draped up a heavier cloth to cut out the light. Jill then quietly went out the door.

Hmmm... now where is she going... what does she do all day? Let's follow...
Jill quickly hiked into the forest, behind and up from the shack. After going a good distance and putting part of the mountain between herself and the shack, Jill found a slanted tree. She straddled it and lowered her huge labias over it. Despite the tree being 5 inches in diameter, her cunt lips went almost half-way around it. Jill mumbled something like "Creator! Help me be gentle and loving to the fairy you sent me! Quiet my roaring cunt!"

Jill stripped off her skimpy tank-top and micro-ao-dai. She then furiously humped on the hapless tree. All her muscles rippled heavily. Her arms bulged huge triceps as, outstretched, they held on to the tree. The entire tree was shaken, causing it to loose some leaves. The part of the trunk her cunt was coursing over became coated with large amounts of cunt juice. Jill "scrolwched" (a mix of howl and screech) long and hard as orgasm hit hard. The sound of the scrolwch echoed throughout the forest. She continued humping on through 7 more orgasms. She masturbated an entire hour! Only exhaustion finally made her ease off and stop.

She stepped away from the tree. Its trunk was covered with cunt juice and a puddle had formed on the ground underneath, even. Jill's huge bosom and its gigantic boobs heaved as she panted from the hour's exertion. She stumbled a few feet over and laid on her back, among and in forest-floor leaves. She laid on the hill so that her head was highest (of course) and with one leg propped up with the knee leaning on a tree and the other leg down. She promptly fell asleep.

Like, good gads! Man! She apparently had been holding that in! All this time she tenderly dealt with Lanying while a huge sex-beast had been clawing to get out.

Things were quiet for the next hour or so. Jill slept in the forest, uncovered and nude in 50 degrees or less (10 Celsius or less). Xander and Lanying were together, in a warm bed covered by a blanket. Once they noted each other. Lanying figured Jill was out doing whatever. Xander and Lanying fucked, there in Jill's bed. Naturally, Xander slept after that. Lanying laid next to him, and... just felt so good. She drifted off to sleep once more.

Lanying woke up first, of course, and just wanted to look around and hike around. She went outside to stroll. In her wanderings, she followed a trail down the mountain, down away from the shack. She encountered a rain puddle. It was clear and there were some colorful little... perhaps tadpoles or even tiny fish. She wondered how water creatures would appear in something which is just a temporary puddle. It was pretty big, however, and had signs which indicated that it often does hold water. Lanying stepped in to wade over for a closer look. But green algae had just begun to grow on and coat the grass underneath the water. Lanying slipped and took a messy fall. She got up muddy, and her blouse, hose, and microskirt were soaked and muddied.
It happens, no big deal. Lanying hiked back to the shack. She turned on the hot water heater and waited uncomfortably five minutes. Fortunately, some warmed water was already in the tank so it did not take long for passably-hot water to be heated.
She then took a hot shower. After the shower, she came out accompanied with a steam cloud. Remaining nude, she returned in there and washed her clothes in the shower. The water in the sink numbed her hands because it was so icy cold, so she washed her clothes in the shower where it would be warm.

While washing the clothes, the pressure went down to very low, and then plain ran out. She barely managed to finish rinsing her clothes, so she was done with that. But, there was no more water.
First thing she did is turn off the water heater because it would burn out if empty of water.

By this time, Xander was stirring. Lanying explained what happened.
"We need Jill's muscles!" Xander suggested.
"She isn't here," Lanying said. "Can you help me pump?"
"Sure, Mistress!"

Still nude, Lanying went on out. The hot shower had her temporarily warmed. Xander was still wearing his bikini and longish sleeveless t-shirt. It was quite chilly, since the sun had already set behind the mountains to the west. By the way, a dramatic glowing orange and red sunset could be seen over the mountains.
Outside, Lanying was curious just how heavy the pump would feel. Without Xander's help, she gave it a try. Wow! It was like it was "fastened" into position. Lanying could barely move it.
"Good heavens!" Lanying exclaimed, "Jill must be incredible in her strength! She was moving this handle earlier today like it was nothing!"
"Let me try," suggested Xander.

Singlehandedly, he was able to pump sluggishly. "Whew!" he expressed, "It's really made for the giants that these people are."
"Okay, we do it together. We just need enough for the hot water heater to fill."

Together, Lanying and Xander strained on the handle. They managed to pump slow and sluggishly.

Then, Jill returned.

"Pretty fairy!" Jill called, "You out of water already, sweety? Please no pump, fairy. You too delicate! Might break wrists! I pump now!"

Big muscular Jill stepped up to that platform after Xander and Lanying stepped off. Jill grabbed that handle and, with huge muscles bulging and rippling, pumped quickly, up-down, up-down, one complete up and down per second. The tank had a pointer that was attached to the float switch ball. Within minutes, that tank was full!

"Sweet fairy Lanying!" Jill expressed while she came off the platform, "I gather vegetables for you now. Get in the house, too cold for you. Why you naked?"
Lanying explained her little slipup and that she was alone when it happened.

Chuckling, Jill said, "Take your man, little fairy! He help watch over you! I go now, gather vegetables. You look in drawer, under bed. Wear pajamas! Very warm!"

Jill hiked on to her gardens. Lanying looked in the drawer under Jill's bed. Sure enough, there were warm, cotton pajamas, and in her size, surprisingly, a long-sleeved top and pants. They were yellow with deep blue little patterns.
Lanying wore them and commented happily, "Mmmm, these are warm!".
"And cute!" Xander added. He came up and got behind her and held her gently. "Mmm! So cuddly!" he remarked.
Lanying giggled.

Big Jill entered the door from the darkness and chill outside carrying vegetables from her gardens and wild vegetables. Using the electric stove, Jill, with some direction from Lanying, cooked up large portions for Lanying and Xander.
Under the warm low light of 2 candles, Lanying and Xander enjoyed their supper. Jill ate hers raw.

Jill washed the dishes herself. Lanying offered to wash dishes as did Xander, but they were both going to do it in the shower where there was warm water. Jill urged them not to, and she did it herself.
After that, Jill took a shower and apparently, a cold one. No steam came out with her as she came out of the shower room, nude by the way.

"How can you take that cold?" Lanying asked incredulously.
Jill replied, "It feel good! Refreshing! It maybe sting at first, then refreshing! Then, I'm ready for bed! Get under cover, sleep good! You sleep in your car?"
"Oh yes! You sleep in your own bed, we're fine in the car." Lanying replied, then she asked, "But what about winter?"
Jill replied, "I not take bath. Not need. Not working. I sleep 2 weeks, wake up couple hours, then sleep more 2 weeks. If take bath when cold, I build fire out side, heat large bucket of water, bring in here. But I not take bath in winter. Mostly sleep."
Lanying excitedly asked, "You, you, you mean you hibernate?"
"Yes, yes! I forgot word! I not smart. Yes, I hibernate. Nothing else to do! Snow covers all. No farm, no garden, no berries, no fun hike in freeze. I hibernate."
"Wow!" exclaimed Lanying,
"Wow!" exclaimed Xander.

"What month do you begin hibernation?" asked Xander, "What month do you wake up?"
Jill replied, "Maybe November, I feel great sleepiness. I sleep from early afternoon to late morning. Then I sleep 2 days. Then a week. I sleep 3 weeks sometimes in middle winter. When I begin sleeping shorter time and then I start staying awake, then it is March."
Lanying asked, "What do you do when you wake up?"
Jill replied, "Use 'toilet', eat stored vegetable, then go to sleep. No more than 2 hours."
"Wow" expressed Lanying, "So, you just, sort of like, bypass winter! Just sort of like, 'no thanks! I bow out!' Cool!"
"Winter is time of sleep," Jill asserted, "Winter not good for anything else."
"Yeah, that could be said!" agreed Lanying.

After a little more chat, Jill really appeared sleepy. The big naked muscle gal laid on her bed. She pulled a sheet over herself. She told Lanying, "You may do what you want. You don't worry, your sound not bother me. Do not go far in night, is dangerous! You too delicate!"
"Okay, Mamma-Jill!" Lanying replied sweetly, giggling.

Lanying had already showered but Xander was going to take his. Lanying took another one with him. When they came out of the shower, the two of them could hardly be seen within the cloud of dense steam that came out with them.

Well, there they were, only 9 p.m., and Jill already in bed. No television, no computer, no Diginet. Still wide-eyed and bushy-tailed. What to do?

"Let's go mess with the radios," Lanying suggested.
"Yeah," agreed Xander, "Say, try to contact Basheera! And I'll see what stations I can get from Central Capital."
"Okay!" Lanying cheerfully replied.

Lanying wore her cuddly pajamas. Xander wore a bikini and long sleeveless t-shirt. Yeah, he was a bit chilly, but he did not really want to wear the pajamas; I don't know, some kind of "Shasheerian-guy-thing" or something. Besides it was just for a few feet.
Anyway, they went on out to the velomobile.

Lanying alternately tried to raise Basheera and played with the broadcast band radio. Xander tuned in this and that.
Lanying only, had the 2-way radio. Every so often she would call for Basheera. Then she switched frequencies and tried calling Hongying, her mother. She successfully raised her. They then chatted for the next hour or more. Xander listened in with curiosity. The propagation conditions kept fading in and out, making communication difficult at times.

Of course her mother wanted to know when she was going to return. The farm needed strong hands and Hongying's slender sexy Betaqh guys were no good for that.
Lanying assured she is definitely coming back, and will bring back Xander. "I will not leave Xander in this place. Men are objects here, bought and sold. I'm going to try to get Jill to come with us. I can't make promises, but she is powerful! She'll do the work of 10 people!"

After signing clear with her mother, Xander was in tears of happiness. "Thank you, wonderful Mistress Lanying! I didn't want to stay here!"
"Big sugar!" Lanying assured, "I would NEVER leave you in this place. Although Jill is kind, nurturing and loving, she might just end up going back to her ways and eventually, no telling! She might sell you to who-knows-who! I can't let that happen. Besides, I love you!"

Xander was too teared up to reply. "Relax baby," Lanying softly said, "Enjoy the radio and rest assured, I'm not lettin' you go anywhere... without me!"
Xander floated in bliss for the next several minutes.

Lanying then switched frequency and tried raising a patch service in Central Capital. She barely got one and asked to call Xander's boss, Meiling. Communication was difficult, but she managed to get the news that Meiling's relationship with the man Lanying found for her was hot, fiery, and great! Meiling asked if Xander was ever going to come back. "Possibly" Lanying said, "He's coming back with me for sure. But I'm gonna keep him busy on my farm."
That was reassuring to Xander as well. He had a secure future with his beloved Lanying.

Later, Lanying wrapped up communication with Meiling. It was difficult anyway.

Lanying got out and went to Xander's position. She crawled on top of him. He gazed at her with great adoration. She laid, on her front, atop Xander. "Mmm! Hug me tight!" she cooed.
Xander eagerly did so.
"Mmm", Lanying cooed, "Somethin's trying to get in my hole!"
"Mmmm, but your clothes are in the way." Xander groaned.
"Yeah, these things need a hole where my hole is..."
Well, she took those pants off and they fucked furiously. The whole velomobile shook and rocked and the windows fogged on the inside.
That put Xander to sleep, of course. It was 11 p.m. anyway. Lanying slept with him.

Xander woke up with early morning light. No direct sunlight at the moment but it was plenty light enough to see sweet Lanying was cuddled next to him, in her pajamas, her backside to his front. His arm was loosely around her front. Her tasseled hair had, by chance, fallen away from her ear so that he could gaze at and adore that exquisitely formed pointed ear. His hand was just at her pert boobs. He squeezed gently and rearranged the blanket so it would cover them both. It was very chilly. The windshield and windows were heavily fogged. He felt his cock rise slightly and become "nestled" between Lanying's legs, near her vulva, but blocked by her pajamas.

His squeeze did not go unnoticed. Lanying uttered a sweet, soft "Mmmm" and pushed her butt against him which drove his cock further between her legs, pressing up next to her vulva.

"I'm so glad I don't have to stay here!" whispered Xander into that little pointed ear that was just inches away.
"Mmmm" Lanying cooed, "Me too. I'm not lettin' you go anywhere!"
"I liked your farm," Xander expressed, "It was just right. This is too much. So cold anyway! No television, no radio during the day, no Diginet, nothing! And I'm scared of them. Not Jill so much, I like her, but, the rest of them. I'm scared to go alone anywhere here!"
"Yes," Lanying agreed, waking further up, "stay next to me, always. And I'll stay next to Jill. Anyway, you're right. This is too much. I like to visit the city, anyway. I don't want to live there, but I like being close to it. I grew up on the farm, so the city is different and interesting; I like to go visit sometimes. But way out here; I don't need this! I'll be glad to go home. And I'm taking you with me, and putting you to work farming. Early harvests coming soon!"
Xander: "But doesn't that mean... your psychic detection of, of, of Jill... did you... read wrong?"
"Oh no, not where Jill is concerned. I feel her energy! I love to sit in her lap! I'll feel so completely safe with her. No, I did correctly detect the energies. That's all psychic viewing can do. But this place... man! I don't think Jill would do well in Central Capital. But that's not where I want to take her. I want to take her to live on our farm. Boy! Could she ever do some work!"
Xander: "She could pull a large plow by herself!"
Lanying: "And haul huge wagons of produce! I think Jill would like it there. She needs a lot of space. Well, we have that! As much as here! But add a bit of culture, some additional things to do and learn, and yes, an occasional visit to Central Capital. She probably would not want to live there just like I would not, but it's an interesting place to visit."
Xander: "I think your farm is better than here! There are places to run freely, or maybe get in the car and pedal hard and go like the wind! You can't run freely here. To many stones, too much hilliness. Get going any faster than a jog, and you wind up tripping on something. That's how I got the bruise on my shins. And yesterday, you took a flop."
Lanying: "Oh, that was different. I was curious about something and I just slipped on some slippery grass. However, I nearly hit a stone with my elbow. That wouldn't have been cool at all. On my farm, on can take a slip and not end up on a stone. This place is a bit... user-unfriendly... so to speak."

After a minute of holding Lanying tenderly, Xander asked, "Are you... going to do that, um, fist-thing on Jill?"
Lanying giggled, "Oh, I got some stuff planned... She already loves me, I can feel it. I'll get her to desire me so much, she'll go with me anywhere! Then I can take her to our farm. I think it'll be good for her. If not, she can always return. And after what we went through to get here; I think we need her protection!"
Xander: "May I watch, when you fist her?"
Lanying giggled, "Yes, perv, you can watch! In fact, I want you to diddle her tits."
Xander: "Wow! Okay!"

Xander then asked, "What about her piece-of-crap car? Can it make the trip?"
"I looked over her car during one of my wanderings. It's not exactly a piece of crap. It's crude, yes. But it's very rugged. It can do the part of the trip until we get back to that land where all those big Betaqh people were, the ones with the wavy hair. You know, Basheera's people. After we cross that river, then we'll be on roads where we can go fast. At the first town that has a transactor, I'll buy her a real nice 3-wheel car in her size. But really, while we are going through all those trails, places where there's no road at all, and all of that, her car will do fine! In fact, perhaps, better!"
Xander: "I'd kinda like to keep it though. Just as a keepsake, or, an artifact."
Lanying: "We'll see if we can put it in tow somehow. But it'll slow down whoever is towing it."

Xander tenderly held Lanying several more minutes; well, longer than that. Snug under the blanket and with it still frightfully cold out there, they stayed in bed, in their velomobile. Xander's partially erected cock calmed. Their relationship was evolving into more of a heart-based love rather than one based on genital activity. Soon both of them had drifted off to sleep.

In their usual manner, Lanying and Xander stayed "in bed" in the velomobile until greenhouse effect warmed the interior of their velomobile to a toasty level. By this time, after so many days, Xander's early rising and early sleeping was gradually fading. His "circadian rhythm" was synching to Lanying so that they were sleeping and waking at nearly the same time. Being at Jill's house accelerated this because Xander was shy about being out without Lanying by his side. He did go out before her once or twice, but he hiked away from the shack and hid in the woods basically.

Xander and Lanying emerged from their velomobile around 11:30 a.m. Xander wore his bikini and longish sleeveless t-shirt. Lanying wore the pajamas. Jill was right there swinging in a wooden swing over the "porch" of her shack.

"Hi, cute little fairy Lanying! You miss half the sun!" Jill cheerfully greeted, "Sunrise very beautiful, but you not see!"
"Sunrise very cold, I not want to freeze!" Lanying joked.
Jill: "Fairy Lanying like warm! I already pumped water, tank full. I turned on hot water heater already. Battery meter show full, can't fill more. May as well use energy. I also turned on electric pump. I collected vegetables. We cook now!"
"Okay!" Lanying cheerfully replied.

After lunch/breakfast and after Jill washed dishes, Lanying asked, "Can you take us on a hike? The past few days we've been running around, getting this and that done, but now, I was thinking..."
"I LOVE to take you on hike, pretty fairy Lanying!" Jill enthusiastically replied. "I carry you and..."
Lanying: "No, no, don't carry me, I like to hike too. And, can Xander follow us?"
Jill: "Of course! You may command your man to follow. But some places, I carry you. Too rugged. You too delicate!"
"Oh, okay," Lanying agreed reluctantly but with a smile, "but do it as little as possible."
Jill replied, "Okay, cute fairy Lanying!"

Well so, Lanying and Jill went on a considerably long, remarkably scenic hike in the mountains of Jill's home. Lanying dressed in her microskirt and long-sleeved blouse but without hose for this hike. Jill wore her worn out tank top and micro-ao-dai. Xander followed, staying behind the whole time. Whenever rocky areas were encountered, Jill scooped dainty Lanying in her arms and bosom and carried her. They stopped to rest often, snacking on wild berries.

The hike became consistently uphill. Breath-taking vistas were all around. It was windy and that put a bit of bite into the 55 degrees (13 Celsius) air. But exercise and Lanying's clothing kept her warm.

They came across a chasm that was between them and the peak of a cliff, ahead and way above, that promised a splendid view.
"Let's just stay here a while then go back," Lanying suggested.
Jill said she could easily jump the chasm. Before Lanying could stop her, Jill had her in her arms and bosom. Frightening Lanying so that she closed her eyes tight, Jill ran and leapt the chasm easily. To Lanying, being carried during the leap was surprisingly smooth. It certainly seemed Jill did it effortlessly. Jill said she does this kind of thing all the time.
The chasm separated one part of the mountain from the other. If the jump was missed, the jumper would suffer a 3000-foot fall. To get around the chasm would require hiking through dense woods full of thorny berry bushes, climbing and descending over craggy, slippery rocks, and even then, threading along sheer cliffs.
Xander could not jump over it, or dared not. He called out, "Lanying, I can't jump this..."

Jill had already set Lanying down. Lanying stopped Jill by pulling on her huge, muscular forearm. "My man, he..."
"Don't worry, cute fairy Lanying, I take you to beautiful spot. Just ahead. He can see us, but will be far. He relax now. Eat berries, there are many. We come back in few minutes.

Lanying yelled that out to Xander. He indicated "okay" and resigned himself to being separated from Lanying some minutes.

Jill wanted to carry Lanying, but Lanying insisted on walking herself up a very steep uphill. The ground was safe, but did have scattered stones. Jill let her walk but stayed real close. They walked an additional 1420 feet and climbed an additional 1000 feet. That's how steep it was; like, 45 degrees.
Indeed, Xander could see them way up there. Very far away and tiny, he could at least see that everything was okay.

And here, above, is where I make use of the sysop's painting of that huge gal and her dainty oriental-looking friend. I have always loved this picture, and I wanted to use it in my account.

They stood on a ledge that overhung a long drop, maybe 6000 feet. As you can see, the scene is vast, rugged, and delightful. Like a big mamma, Jill prohibited Lanying from getting too close to the edge.

Jill actually sang, yes, sang, a little song of her love for Lanying. No audio here of course, but her voice was soft yet strong, and "haunting".
Other than that, they spoke little and just absorbed and enjoyed the healthful energies. In fact, the energies were so pronounced, that Lanying later told Xander that she considered this spot a mildly "charged place", sort of like "our" Mount Shasta in California.

It was a beautiful spot and Lanying just wanted to have fun and enjoy Jill.
Jill was sitting on the remaining trunk of a long-fallen tree. It was close to the cliff. Lanying took a big step to get over the trunk and quietly, softly, came up to the big muscular shoulder of Jill and leaned on it.
"I say for fairy, not get close..." Jill gently reminded.
Lanying interrupted, "But, can I sit in your lap?"
"Aw! Sure little fairy!"

So dainty Lanying was in Jill's lap. Lanying put her arms loosely around Jill's neck and laid on her shoulder. Lanying's face was partially in Jill's soft blond hair.

Jill was holding Lanying and stroking her. The pressure of the hugging and stroking became somewhat tighter and more vigorous. Jill was breathing heavy. Suddenly, Jill stood up, carrying Lanying and turned around to go. "It is best that we leave now. Time of sun almost gone." Jill easily stepped over the log and began down.
"So soon?" Lanying asked.
"Sweet cute fairy, your man awaits you. Our hike together took long time. I enjoy! I take you home now, I go and gather vegetables. Sweet fairy sleep!"

Jill carried Lanying down the steep hill off the ridge of that mountain. Then that scary chasm came up. Lanying buried her face in her own hair, Jill's long flowing blond hair and Jill's shoulder and dared not look. Jill picked up speed, ran a bit and took a leap. She easily breezed over the chasm. The way Jill leapt looked like Jill was made out of wisps and air.

"You can look up now, sweet fairy!" Jill chuckled, "No worry! I strong, I often jump like that!"

Jill continued down the trail with Xander now following. Lanying remained in her arms and bosom and just sat there content, her head next to Jill's with her arm around Jill's neck.
Lanying's other arm was free to lean on the huge globe of one of Jill's boobs. The tit was way out. Lanying lightly brushed her fingers over it.
"Mmmm" Jill groaned, "Why fairy Lanying do that?"
"I don't know..." Lanying replied in a playful, coquettish manner, "They're fascinating. They're so huge!"
Jill nuzzled Lanying and said, "No, they not huge, you are so tiny!"

Lanying continued to feel over Jill's huge globe but avoiding the tit. The hand of Lanying's arm that was around Jill's neck felt over Jill's silky hair.
Suddenly Lanying suggested, "Can we rest... er, um, go over there, to that log?"

There was a big log, a fallen tree, in the woods just off the trail. It looked pretty dark in there since the sun was not direct in spots due to it being low in the west. But Jill did what Lanying requested.
"What does little fairy want in here?" Jill softly asked.
Lanying coquettishly replied, "I wanna show you something..."

Jill sat upon the log. Xander followed but remained back. He found some blackberry bushes and nibbled on blackberries. But soon, he would be highly distracted from the blackberries...

Lanying giggled, "I'm getting too warm..." and then she removed her blouse. As Lanying sat on one of the huge thighs of Jill, she reached way behind herself and unbuttoned the top buttons of her blouse and then reached behind and below for the lower ones, and then stripped it right off. The blouse landed and was suspended by some bushes next to them.
All the while Jill stroked and played with Lanying's soft black hair. Jill asked, "Why now fairy feel hot? You always feel cold..."
Lanying leaned over and kissed, and sucked briefly, Jill's tit.
Jill gasped and groaned, "Mmmm! Fairy Lanying, don't! You want my milk?"
"Why don't?" Lanying asked impishly, "Doesn't feel good?" Lanying brushed her dainty fingers over Jill's tits.
"It make me wants to fuck!", huffed Jill, beginning to squirm.
"You need a big, huge cock for that big hole?" Lanying asked.
"I not fuck in extreme long time! I dangerous to delicate fairy!"
"Nah!" Lanying replied, "I can control you, with these..."
Lanying raised her arms in a biceps-flexing pose, flexing her hard little 11-inchers. Lanying added, "You wanna know how?"
"Little fairy..."
"Would a cock this big feel good about now?" Lanying asked, while making a "fisting" fist that concealed all the fingernails.
"You fuck me with that?" huffed an aroused Jill. Xander drew in close.
"Be... be careful" he urged, "She's so powerful!"

Lanying slid off Jill's thigh and took up a position between Jill's legs. Lanying looked so delicate between those two huge pillars of muscle. If they came together, Lanying would be flattened. But Jill seemed quite content in letting her legs spread wide.

"Play with her tits, sugar!" Lanying told Xander, "Get behind her, reach over her shoulders, and do what you like! I'm going into this cave!"

Xander was game for that! He leapt over the log and came up behind Jill. This was the closest he had ever approached her so far.
Indeed, Jill was then controlled. Panting, huffing, and moaning, she leaned her head back and let the Xander-Lanying team have their way.
"Gosh" Xander commented, "Her hair is soft! It feels like silk!"
To reach down over Jill's huge chest, Xander had to bend over to where his head was next to hers. So he experienced a good feel of the softness of Jill's blond hair.

Lanying braced herself with one delicate looking arm on Jill's huge thigh. There was nothing to hold on to other than grabbing a tiny handful of skin on Jill's thigh. Jill moaned and huffed. Her legs were opened wide and her gigantic labias were hard and swollen. Cunt juice literally poured out.
Jill fumbled around to unclip her micro-ao-dai. Lanying assisted. Jill flung it away.

Lanying formed her fist and eased it in. Jill moaned loudly and began to thrust her pelvis. Lanying's entrance displaced a lot of cunt juice.
Jill quaked and shook and, that word again, "scrowlched" loudly. It echoed throughout the darkening forest and even the hills way over there. Her first orgasm came in seconds. Lanying worked her through 2 more.

Lanying pulled her arm out because she was tired. Jill huffed and begged, "More, sweet fairy!"
"My man has a hardon. Want him to put it in ya?"
"He too small!" huffed Jill, "I might hurt him!"
Lanying: "You didn't hurt me! You just lay in the leaves there and let him on top!"

Jill moved quickly off the log and lay in the leaves at the floor of the forest. Xander was a bit hesitant, but with Lanying's urging, he got over Jill, between those gigantic legs, and humped away furiously. Jill went through 2 more loud, honking orgasms before he gushed. He never did feel his cock tip contact her cervix. Gees, I wonder why!

Jill begged for more.
Lanying "Okay big girl, get back on the log and let 'the fairy' take you through a few more!"

This time around, Lanying used her other arm for fisting. The arm that had been deep in Jill before, was now the bracing arm. Perhaps that deposited some of Jill's own "juice" from before onto her thigh, but Jill did not mind... or even know!
Lanying "pumped" Jill through another 2 orgasms. They took a while. Jill begged for just one more. Lanying's arm was tired. Once again, she pulled out and switched arms. The arm that had been deep in Jill was now on Jill's thigh and deposited cunt nectar, but whatever, Jill just wanted more. Lanying plowed in with her rested arm and brought Jill to another orgasm.

Lanying stopped thrusting her arm after Jill calmed. Lanying relaxed her fist into the opened hand as she slowly eased it out. That is something Chiaohui taught her. It helps prevent the subject, who in this instance is Jill, from wanting more. Both Lanying's arms were tired. When thrusting into Jill's gigantic cunt, the muscles around it constrict tightly, making moving the arm difficult. This becomes especially prominent as Jill approaches orgasm.

It took Jill a while to recover. She huffed and moaned in gratification, and mumbled something about wanting more. She mumbled "Sweet fairy" and other things like that. Lanying giggled. But as well, Lanying felt chilly. She could not put her blouse back on because both her arms were messy.

"Xander, take my blouse and her ao-dai, we're going back now," Lanying ordered gently.
"Okay, Mistress."
"Let's go, big girl!" Lanying urged Jill.
"Ohhh," Jill moaned, "Fairy Lanying make me feels so good!"
"Don't I!" Lanying cheerfully agreed, "But let's go now, and... carry me, I feel cold..." Lanying rubbed her slender arms.

That got Jill moving. She got up off the log. She walked a little spread legged, saying "My cunt feels hot, mmmm, feels so good! Can you do that again?"
Lanying: "Of course! But, hold me first! I'm freezing!"
"Sure, sweet fairy!" Jill replied cheerfully.
Sure enough, Jill scooped up little Lanying in her huge muscular arms. Held next to Jill's big boobs, Lanying immediately felt warm. She laid on Jill's shoulder and hugged her neck. Lanying even draped Jill's long, silky flowing blond hair over the arm around Jill's neck for warmth. Jill placed one of her huge hands over Lanying's bare back. Her hand covered almost all of Lanying's back. That greatly helped Lanying feel warmer.

Jill carried Lanying the rest of the way to the shack. Xander led the way as he carried Lanying's blouse and Jill's micro-ao-dai over his shoulder. He jogged, leapt over rocks and so on. But he kept looking back making sure big strong Jill was near.

It was almost completely dark when Jill, carrying Lanying, and Xander returned to the shack. Jill put Lanying down on Jill's bed in the shack. Jill informed, "I'm going outside now and gather vegetables for my sweet fairy! You take a hot shower now, wear your pajamas. Stay warm!"
"Okay, Jill!" Lanying replied cheerfully and sweetly.

After Jill left, Lanying twirled toward the shower saying, "Come on, Xander! Let's fuck in the shower! Oh! I think I really can get her to go with us!"
Xander and Lanying went into the shower and were in there quite a while.

Jill came back in with vegetables and began preparing them the way Lanying likes. Jill just eats the vegetables straight, in some cases peel and all. But Lanying wants them peeled, cut up, diced and all manner of preparation. It sometimes made Jill chuckle. As she prepared the vegetables, Xander and Lanying came out of the shower in a billow of steam. It even engulfed Jill.
Jill chuckled, "My goodness, little fairy! Are you made of heat? Is that your source of power?"
"YES!" Lanying, naked at that moment, playfully replied. She twirled with wet hair flinging out, to Jill's sturdy side. She leaned on Jill and felt over Jill's arm muscles. She cooed, "Big girl! Thank you for being you!"
Jill chuckled and held Lanying briefly.

Lanying put on her pajamas. Jill cooked the vegetables in accordance to Lanying's directions.
After supper, Jill went outside, pumped up more water and filled the tank. She then came in and took her usual icy shower.

Jill went to bed after the shower and slept well. Once again, Xander and Lanying were left alone.
Once again, they passed the time by getting on the radio. Well, Xander wandered around outside a while, enjoying the brilliant stars twinkling against a pure black sky. Lanying worked the 2-way radio. This time she contacted Basheera who was ecstatic to hear her voice and asked much about what happened. Later she talked with her mother again.
Later, due to cold, Xander returned to the velomobile and DXed the broadcast band. Eventually, near midnight, they were asleep.

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