STAY'N ALIVE
(Billy The Kid: Part 4)
Walking back inside, Annie found Billy sound asleep in Dr. Sueky's old leather chair at the end of the stable.
Pulling the horse blanket up around him she kissed him on the forehead and let him sleep. Hearing a man snore softly in the next room made her feel safe and was comforting somehow.
Looking at the clock she decided she'd try and whip up something--surprise Billy with a delicious dinner that'd fill the stable's living quarters with aromas that'd give him an appetite.
Putting wine in small pails to cool, she made a tossed salad, garlic bread and a pan of her prize winning lasagna.
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With that done, she took a catnap on the old church pew that served as a long seat for the harvest table.
Billy's groaning woke her up. Rushing to his side, she ruffled his hair to rouse him.
"How ya' doing Billy?"
"Okay . . . what's cookin' good lookin'. . . sure smells good."
"It's our dinner. Stay put and I'll bring everything in here."
"Sounds wonderful but I'm gonna need you to help me out of this chair. I want to take off some of these clothes--clean up best I can."
Walking away after getting him settled on the bathroom's old wicker chaise he called out to her.
"Come back here," he said pointing downward to the bulge in his pants, "I need help getting this fly open."
"Billy, you're pretty frisky for an injured man."
"I can't help it. It's all your fault. Can't keep
a good man down."
Blushing she said, "I can see THAT Billy," and walked back to the kitchen to tend to their dinner.
When he came out, he was wearing a big white terry cloth robe she'd seen behind the bathroom door.
"I'm getting stronger every minute," he said, "just wait until I get some food and drink in me."
"Billy, behave yourself, or I'm gonna call Dr. Sueky and tell on you."
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Feeling no pain from the morphine, he said, "Come here woman and kiss me, it's all part of the healing process you know."
Helping him to get back in the chair, she kissed him softly on the lips and said, "Stay put, I'm gonna bring our dinner in here.
Soon she wheeled in an old wooden table for two covered with a red-checkered table cloth heavily ladened with food and drink.
"Oh Annie, this is beautiful. Smells great too. I think I'm in love . "
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Lingering over dinner they continued to talk until Billy reached over and took Annie's hand.
"Annie, I'm going to have to get out of this chair and lie down, but I don't want to be alone, I want you in my arms as long as I can without pain in my shoulder."
"Billy, I want that too. "
"Let's stay right here by the fire with soft music playing old love songs."
"Oh Billy, you melt my heart. I'm going to go get pillows and blankets for the sofa. It's wide enough baby, for both of us."
"Sounds good Annie. I'm so hungry for you my darling. Tonight can be our appetizer for tomorrow."
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"Billy, I'll be right back. I need to slip into something more comfortable."
When she returned she was dressed in a man's white dress shirt.
"It was one of dad's. It was all I could find when I packed."
"Oh Annie, do you have any idea how sexy you look? And you aren't even trying.
Stacking five pillows on the sofa, she helped Billy get out of his chair and down on to the sofa.
Letting out a sigh, she snuggled up next to him saying, "Billy, I'm so afraid I could hurt you, don't think I'm being cold."
"I don't Annie. I'm happy, just having you in my arms, so close to me like this."
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He held her like a precious package, as if SHE was the one who was fragile and needed care, not him.
Tipping her chin upward to his, he slowly kissed her softly, over and over again, with a need he didn't try to hide.
Being with him like this brought back memories of Sadie Hawkin's Day when she had asked Billy to take her on the 4-H hayride because she was afraid to ask one of her classmates.
That night under a harvest moon, they'd snuggled deep in the hay of the tractor driven wagon. It was a cool frosty night. Billy had her wrapped in a stadium blanket.
Leaning up against him, safe in secure in his arms they rode contentedly through the woods along Lake Shore Drive.
She'd wanted him to kiss her--neck like the others--but to his credit he never tried anything. It was not until she was much older that she fully understood why Billy always acted like an older protective brother.
She was a ripe young woman about to turn eighteen. It would have been so easy for Billy to take advantage of her crush on him.
It was a beautiful memory and warmed her heart, yet being in his arms now, all grown up was ever so much sweeter.
Unlike then, she was appreciative, and so acutely aware that she was lying in the arms of the best man she'd ever know.
Hot tingles spread through her as Billy kept kissing her over and over again as if he could not get enough of her. She knew for sure at that moment, she could never have enough of him.
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Tilting her head to one side he drove her against the back of the couch making love to everything above her breasts until she could stand it no longer.
Grasping the hair on the back of his head she brought his mouth downward to the swells of her breasts while she reached under his robe and caressed his legs and finally the firmness of his behind.
"Oh Billy, I want you so much, I'm tired of saying no to my feelings. I'm tired of lying awake wanting you, having
you only in my imagination."
"Oh sweet Annie, our time is about to come soon. I want to show you, but not on this couch."
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Growling like a playful circus bear, he walked Annie backwards towards the bedroom nuzzling her neck and laughing--ignoring his pain.
Pointing to the bed in the next room he said, "I like a place where I can spread out while I work."
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They got as far as the desk by the door where he sat her down with legs far apart and scooted his chair as close as possible.
"You're driving me insane Annie. I want to return the favor."
Wrapping his arm around her waist, he dipped his head down to taste her belly with a flicking of his tongue as he held her upper thigh and tightened his thumb upon her hard button while her fingers lay his robe wide open and she watched with wonder in the moonlight his magnificent manhood rising for her eyes to behold.
Kicking his boots and socks off Billy helped Annie down from the dresser and over to the four poster log bed where she ended up lowering herself by gripping his long hard calves.
"Careful Annie, they are sore and tight."
"Oh Billy, I'm so sorry. I will massage them and follow up with a foot massage."
Reaching for her hand, he moved it off his leg and pressed her palm around the thick ridge of his erection.
"Here, massage this," he growled.
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As her palm closed around his throbbing flesh she lightly stroked from the base of his rock-hardness all the way to his smooth plump head.
"Oh my gawd, my sweet gawd, it feels so good . . . yessss."
Reaching around he caressed her sweet little bottom and traveled between the juncture of her juicy thighs to every tiny hot crevice.
She begged him to continue and finally to move on top where she longed to feel his hard cock pressing against her flesh--feel the wetness of him knocking at her front door.
Sliding one hand up his chest, she looked into his heavy-lidded eyes as she kept her hand upon his thickness and met his every thrust against her palm.
"Oh Annie, if you keep that up I'm not going to be able to control myself . . . it feels far too good."
"It's okay darling, I'll go in town tomorrow and get protection, so don't even try, we've days left to make love for real.
Increasing his steady work on her mound he sighed and murmured low, "Oh Annie, I love you so . . . "
Feeling the unmistakable signs of an approaching storm--thunder and lightening about to strike between her legs--her head dropped back as she looked up towards the ceiling where with glazed eyes she stared in disbelief at a familiar masked man standing over her with a shot-gun.
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"My God," she screamed.
Billy flipped off her and kicked the gunman in the nuts as he reached for his Browning under his pillow.
"Get out of here you freak!"
On the floor holding himself, the masked man spit his venom at Billy saying "Nemo me impune lacessit--No one assails me with impunity, no one attacks me without retribution."
"Shut-up you ass-hole, I've had enough!"
At that very moment, two more men in duck hunting fatigues stormed the room.
Reaching for the fallen shotgun, the big one shouted "Get your hands up Billy or you're a dead man!"
In the time it took him to pick it up, Billy fired two shots and blew the guns out of the assailants hands.
His buddy stopped in his tracks and stood deathly still as Billy roared at him, "Get out here and take both these pieces of shit with you."
Raising his rifle he said, "We got a job . . . " Billy didn't let him finish. He shot him in the knee.
"Not any more you don't. Get movin' before I decide to bury the three of you."
Trailing blood across the floor out the stable's doors, Billy kept his gun aimed at them as he watched them drag each other outside.
After a few minutes, Annie pointed and said, "Your hand's shaking."
"Yeah, I think I've had enough for one day, what do ya' say sweetheart?"
Going to Dr. Sueky's cabinet he pulled out a bottle of Single Malt Scotch, and poured himself a generous dollop.
Taking a good long drink he smiled and almost instantly felt calmer. "Only one thing to do I guess, and that's to go after the old man."
"No Billy, this has got to stop!"
"ANNIE, THEY AIN'T GONNA STOP! Not 'til you and I are dead. But that's not gonna happen. I've got some friends that used to be in this line of work and they owe me a few favors."
"I'm so cold," she said her body trembling."
"I know, we're gonna change that."
Finishing his drink he put on his jeans and sweat shirt and then helped Annie get dressed.
Pulling back the covers on the bed he put her under blankets and brought her a hot toddy.
"Annie, I'm going outside to make a few calls, but don't worry, they're too injured to be coming back tonight. I'll only be a few minutes."
Returning shortly he put his pistol on the nightstand, checked the safety's on the shotguns and stood them on both sides of the bed.
Turning out the lights he crawled under the covers and drew her close saying over and over not to worry as he kissed her tears away and spoke of the love and passion he felt--of how poignant the gun shots had made it all--how much it made him realize that life is short and how badly he needed her in his life.
Wrapped tightly in each others arms they lie content, simply happy to be alive.
Rolling over on top of him, her hair fell down around his face creating a private tunnel of love where she whispered words of heartfelt gratitude.
"You're my hero Billy, she whispered, "because of you, we're stay'n alive."
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To Be Continued: FOR THE GOOD TIMES
(Billy The Kid: Part 5)
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