Paulina

Paulina Visits the Country, Part 1

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This story follows Paulina after she arrives at Picayune, MS, the destination of her train trip. Please read "Paulina On the Train" for that part of the story. This is the first section of part one, covering Saturday. Part 2 will cover Sunday. The events take place the week after she shared her virginity with Bernard. See "Paulina Gives Her Virginity" for that story.

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Here are the main characters in this part:

Paulina/Empress, 15: Pretty crossdressing boy.

Big Jim, 30, and Bunny/Mary Sue, 30: Paulina's friends in Picayune that she met the same night she met Bernard at her house. Jim was a soldier in the Special Forces (Green Berets) during the Viet Nam war.

Bobby, 18: Quiet, closeted gay young man working at the store which Bunny and Jim bring Paulina to shop. He has a bit of a foot fetish.

Sheriff Jessy S., 30: The town's sheriff. He liked Bunny when they were in high school and was still attracted to her.

Barbara J., 52: Bunny's mother. Grandmother and temporary guardian of her daughter.

Tammy, 16: Friend of Bunny and Jim who was mistreated and abused by her alcoholic father.

Part 1

Saturday, arrival in Picayune

I thanked the porter again as I stepped down from the train car vestibule. I saw Big Jim and Mary Sue waiting for me at the doors to the waiting area. I gave them a big wave as I carefully walked towards them. I was still tipsy and my balance was off.

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"Big Jim!" I exclaimed as I almost threw myself into his arms. "I'm so glad to see you!" I gave him a big soft kiss on the lips.

"Hey there, lil' lady! Good to see ya too." I think he blushed a little bit.

"Bunny Bunny Bunny! Heyyy!" I gave her a big hug as well. Smiling at each other for a brief moment, we then kissed long and slow. No tongue but it was hot anyways.

"Gurrl, it's good to be a'seein' ya! Glad ya made it!"

"Meee tooo!" I started giggling and couldn't stop. I hoped I wasn't slurring.

"Hon, you been sneakin' a drink? You's lookin' an' soundin' a little tipsy!" she said with a sweet but inquisitive smile.

"I, um..." I blushed. "These two businessmen kept me company on the train. They were real gentlemen! Anyway, we had breakfast together, and drinks called Mimosas. They were delicious!" I giggled.

"Is that right? Wuz you ternin' on tha charm? Teasin' them nice men?" she laughed.

I gave her doe eyes. "Bunny, what do you mean? I'm always charming!" I said with a big silly grin. "And I never tease!"

"Hawhawhaw! Gurl, you is too much! Ya herd that, Jimmy? This one sez she ain't never teasin'!" she playfully smacked my ass.

"Well, now, we gonna see. It's a'mighy nice you comin' all the way up here to be seein' us, Paulina. We're gonna have some fun, fer sure."

"Some real fun!" Bunny whispered in my ear playfully.

"Now, c'mon, gurl. We got some dollin' ya up ta do. Denim & Tack jus' opened, so we's gonna get ya in some fine country wear! Gotta get some boots n jeans on nem fine legs!"

Jim took my bag and we all walked arm in arm towards their big F-250 pickup.

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I was still tipsy, and feeling brave, so I rested my hands on their thighs as I sat in between them. Jim just looked over and smiled. Bunny covered mine with hers and stroked it slowly. No one had any doubts about me wanting to play later.

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We arrived at the store. It had a big western-themed facade across the front of the building.

"Here we are, darlin'. Th' best place `round these parts ta get boots, jeans an' hats. This gonna be fun! You's gonna look good as cherry pie!" She leaned in close and whispered "an' we luv eatin' some cherry pie," kissing my ear before pulling away.

I squeezed her thigh and let out a tipsy "mmm mmm."

We both giggled.

Entering the store, I immediately smelled the strong earthy scent of leather and cotton. One side of the store was for clothes and things for the home, while the other was for hunting, fishing, saddles, tack and other things horse and outdoors related. I looked around wide eyed, taking in the sights and smells. I liked it.

A young man approached us. He looked to be 18 or 19, kind of skinny, with light skin and brown eyes. He reminded me of Ethan.

"H-hello Miss Mary Sue, M-mister Jim. C-can ah help y'all with somethin' today?" he asked shyly.

"You sure cin, darlin'. This our...niece from New Orleens, an' she's a'needin some good boots. A hat, too. Think ya cin help us out?"

"Y-yes, ma'am. W-we cin get her fixed up."

He seemed to be a quiet, shy guy. He gave me a little once-over before Bunny introduced us.

"Bobby, this here lil' fox is Pauleena. Pauleena, this's Bobby."

"N-nice t' meet ya, Pauleena." He blushed a little as he took my hand.

"Nice to meet you, too, Bobby" I said with a giggle.

"Alright young'ns, les' go see some boots! Bobby, take us out!" Bunny said with a big smile.

"Bunny, ah'ma be over here lookin' at some holsters. Holler when yer ready ta show me what y'all picked."

"Okay Jimmy." She blew him a kiss.

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"S-sit down, Pauleena. Ah'll measure your size."

"Okay Bobby, tell me whatever you want me to do" I said with a giggle. I saw him blush.

"O-okay, Ah'm gonna take your shoes off." He carefully untied and removed my Keds. Discreetly feeling my calves as he rolled my jeans up, and rubbing my feet a few times, he got the sizer and set in on the ground in front of us. Gently pulling my feet down to it, he adjusted it to my size.

I let out a little "mmm." He tried to hide a smile.

"O-okay, you need an eight an'a half."

"Alright, darlin', less go pick some boots out fer ya'." Bunny led us to the boot display.

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The boots on display almost covered the entire wall. They came in all different materials, colors and styles. It was almost overwhelming.

"Hon, you got any idea a'watcha might be likin'?" Bunny asked me.

"Not sure, but I think I like the ones with the silver tips. And higher heels, too."

"D-do you like any of these?" Bobby pointed to one section. All of them had silver metal tips. Some had higher heels than others. The big variation was the materials.

"Hmm, they're all nice...but I don't like the snake skin ones. Or the alligator. Or the...ostrich? Emu? Those bird ones." I made an unpleasant face as I pointed to them.

"You'z a purist, huh?" Bunny asked. "Don' like them animal skins? Good. We'll stick to leather."

"How about one of these?" Bobby pointed to another group.

They were all leather, adorned with different threads and designs. I saw a pair I immediately liked. They had silver tips, a nice heel, and a star design sewn with silver stitching.

"These." I picked them up. "These are the ones I want!" I said with a giggle.

"Good choice, darlin'! Them er real perdy, an' some good qual'ty too. Gonna las' ya fer years, if ya be takin' care of em." Bunny was pleased with my choice. "Bobby, go get 'em fer her. Gotta try `em on."

"Yes ma'am. B-be right back." He went to the storeroom to get my size.

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"Bunny, is he always so shy? It's kinda sweet" I said with a giggle.

"Yeah, he alwayz been shy, since he wuz a lil' boy. Ah'll tell ya a lil' secret" she said mischievously.

"What?"

She leaned in close and whispered "We thinkin' he's a lil' sweet. Know what ah mean?"

It took me a moment. "Oh -- you mean gay! Like, he likes boys?" I giggled in her ear.

"Yep. Ah'm perdy sure. But he sure don't mine' waitin' on th' ladies though. Ah think he likes their feet. Perdy ones anyway."

"Hmm, you saw him rub mine? It felt good!"

"Well, ah'm sure he'z gonna do it again. You have `em do ever'thing -- change yer socks, put on an' take off yer boots an' shoes an' whatnot. He'z gonna be enjoyin' himself. Ah think you gonna, too."

"I know I will. I love being touched!" I reached out and rubbed her calf, earning me a hungry smile.

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"Here we go, Pauleena. Let's try these on."

"Go ahead, Bobby. I'll hold still while you put `em on me. I'll try, anyway" I said with a giggle.

"Y-you need some better socks. I'll get you some good ones." He got up and went to get them.

Bunny gave me a thumbs up.

He returned and knelt down in front of me. Lifting each foot, he caressed my ankles as he rolled on the new, thicker socks he brought back.

"Mmm, Bobby. Those feel good. Nice and soft." I tried not to giggle.

"Th-there a wool blend. Not scratchy though. Good for wearin' whin ya breakin' in new boots."

"I'm so glad you know so much about this. Thanks for your help, Bobby!"

"Aww, thanks. Just doin' my job an' bein' helpful." He blushed a little.

He fussed over adjusting the toes and heels of my socks, discreetly caressing and rubbing my feet as he did. Satisfied, he looked up my legs and suddenly got a little wide eyed when they reached my crotch. My big clit was hard and sticking straight up, making a small tent in my shorts. I looked down and caught his eyes. I moved a hand down and adjusted myself slowly while giving him a sweet smile. He opened his mouth slightly, as to speak, but nothing came out. I giggled.

Flustered for a moment, he snapped his attention back to what he was doing and slipped a boot on each foot.

"H-how do they feel?"

"Hmm. Different. I've never worn boots like this before. Good, I think."

"Take a little walk around and tell me what you think." I held out my hand and he helped me up.

Walking around the shoe area, I got used to the initial fit and feeling of the boots.

"A little tight, but they feel okay. They'll feel better as they break in, huh?"

"They need to be tight at first, but they'll stretch as you break `em in. Boots'll feel better the longer you wear them."

"Hun, jump up an' down some" Bunny asked.

"Huh?"

"Jump up an' down. Run a bit, too. Gotta make sure they ain't slippin an' slidin' if yer jumpin' over a fence or gettin' out a truck or somethin'. Ain't that right, Bobby?"

"Y-yes, ma'am. If they slip, you'll get blisters."

I jumped up and down a few times, kicking the toes and heels. I jogged around the area as well. They felt good, with no slipping or slopping. I gave Bunny and Bobby a big, tipsy smile.

"They feel great! Fit perfect! I love them!" I said with a big giggle.

"That's great, darlin'! We'll take em, Bobby. Git her lil' shoes an' socks an' pack em in `nat box. She's gonna wear these out. Now we gotta fine you a hat."

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Bobby carried the boot box as we walked over to the hat displays. There were all kinds, from the ten-gallon ones in western movies, to the camouflaged hunter's ball caps. I wanted a western style one that wasn't too big.

"What'cher thinkin', Pauleena?"

"Hmm, I like these" pointing to the straw ones. They look like they'll be cool in the sun. I could feel the breeze, too. My hair gets so hot!" I unconsciously ran a hand through it.

"Girly, you gonna let me tie it up in some cute pigtails like a real country girl win we git home!"

"That's sounds cute, Bunny! You can make my hair anyway you like!" I made kissy lips at her, earning me a big smile.

"How about this one?" I picked up a hat from the display and put it on. "I like the feathers."

It was a western style straw woven hat, with a brown leather band around the base. A silver medallion with a star on it was centered in the front, with ostrich feathers surrounding it for some color.

"Hmm, It's a little big. Try this one" Bobby said as he handed me an identical one in my size.

"That's perfect, honey! Fits jus' right on that perdy head a yers. Hey, Jimmy, c'mere. Wadda ya think bout our lil' fox here's hat?"

"That's down right perdy on you! Lookin' real good, Pauleena!" he said with a little whistle.

I blushed heavily and giggled.

"It's a keeper, Bobby!" Bunny said as she smacked him on the shoulder. He almost dropped our box.

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"Jus' a couple more things an' we'll be done. Bobby, you go on an' bring our stuff to the register. Git her a hat box, too. See if Jimmy needs anything after. Pauleena an' I gotta look at some things, jus' us ladies."

"Y-yes ma'am" he answered and walked away.

"Now we gotta fine you a cute top er two, an' maybe a pair `a jeans er two that'll hug that lil' peach real tight." She smacked my ass for emphasis.

"Oh!" I wasn't expecting it. "Put me in whatever you like" I said with a big giggle.

"Ah will, darlin', ah will" she replied with a mischievous smile.

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Leading me by the hand, she brought me further into the clothing section. We arrived at the traditional western shirts.

"Which one you like, hun?"

"Oooo, this one!" I excitedly pulled one off the rack. It was a deep, pretty sky blue, with white embroidered roses around the collar and shoulders and white pearl buttons. "I love this color. Look! It matches your eyes!" I held it up to Bunny's face. It was a perfect match.

"Well now, that is a beautiful color, ain't it?" she said as she batted her eyelashes at me.

"Sure is!" I blew her a kiss.

She pulled me over to another display.

"Now ya need a good plaid one. Lemme think, ah reckon you wan' a...blue `un!"

"Yesss! You know what I like sooo much!" I blew her a big kiss.

"Well, guess whut honey - you ain't gettin' no blue `un" she said with a smug smile.

"Whaa? Bunnnny..." I whined with an exaggerated pout on my lips.

"Nope. Yer gonna git this `un." She pulled an orange one off the rack. It wasn't a bright, pumpkin color, but more of a burnt orange, almost a copper tone. The plaid was a subtle black, brown and gray. I never would have picked it out, but it was very nice.

"This here one's gonna look good on yer skin. You got a blue `un already."

"Okay, Bunny. I do like it" I giggled.

"Good. Now ta that lil' peach!"

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We walked over to the jeans display. She went straight to the Wranglers section and grabbed two pair of jeans. One was faded light blue and one was indigo, almost black.

"C'mon, we gonna try these. Ah'm perdy sure bout tha size, but les' see em on ya."

Leading me to the fitting room by the hand, I got nervous all of a sudden. I didn't think she knew I was a boy yet.

Pulling me into a stall and locking the door behind us, she gave me a hungry look.

"Les' getcha outta these things" she said as she stood behind me and pulled my shirt off.

Still feeling tipsy, my emotions were suddenly all over the place. I couldn't help but let out a deep `ummm' as her hands went under the hem of my shirt and slowly moved up as she pulled it over my head. Tossing it on the bench, she ran her fingers down my chest, over my hard nipples. Pinching them before moving down, she then ran her nails over my stomach and belly button before settling on the top button of my jeans. I tensed up.

"B-Bunny..." I said nervously.

"What, hun?" She purred in my ear as her other hand found its way to my fly. My big clit was hard and there was no way she was going to miss it now.

"I-I...I, um, I n-need to tell you something. I-I don't want you to be mad" I was sucking my bottom lip like Carolina, trying not to sniffle and tear up.

"What's that, hun?" she said in her sultry voice. "You gonna tell me you'z really a lil' girly boy, huh?"

"B-Bunny! H-how?!? When---"

"Oh, honey, ah had'ja pegged whin ah met'cha. Them strong arms an' legs, an' nis flat chest" she ran her nails up, causing me to shiver, "an' nis hard thing right here..." She gave my big clit a squeeze. I shivered harder this time and let out a little `unhhh'. "Ah knew you wuz a girly boy, right off. Perdy'st one ah ever seen. Couldn' wait ta be gettin' mah hands on ya!"

"B-but Bunny---"

"Hush, hun. Iss alright. Ah like you jus' the way you is. A hot, perdy lil' fox. Ah know you's gonna taste real good, too." She licked around my ear before sucking on the lobe.

"Unhhh" I shivered with pleasure. My knees were getting weak. I had to sit down.

She sat down next to me and stroked my hair as I spoke.

"B-Bunny...you're not upset? I-I meant to tell y'all earlier..."

"Iss okay, hun. It don' bother me none t'all. You still a beautyful girl, an'nat ain't gonna change."

"B-but what will Big Jim think? I-I don't want him to be mad or think that I was trying to hide it or anything. I just...didn't tell him yet. H-he might want me to go away..." I started to tear up.

"Honey, don'tchu worry none bout Jimmy. He's prolly gonna be surprized, but he ain't gonna hurt'cha or make ya leave or nothin'. In fact, he might wanna plow that lil' ass even more, cause he ain't had one like you b'fore."

I let out a gasp and blushed bright red.

"Darlin', Jimmy's real prim an' proper whin he ain't home, usin' his bes' manners an' all. He real gennlmanlike when he meets people, like you seen. But ah tell ya, at home he'za horn dog! He been wantin'na fuck that tight lil' pussy a' yers since we met'cha. Ya know ah want summa that too. We'z plannin' on poppin' that lil' cherry `a yers real good."

"Um..."

"What, hun?"

"I've, um...been popped already" I said sheepishly.

"Well, ain't that somethin'! We weren' sure, but ah had mah suspission. Don't matter none, that lil' peach still tight as a drum. Ah cin tell jus' by lookin'. So who wuz it? Wuz it that sharp lookin' feller you wuz talkin' to all night at yer daddy's house Saturday? Wonna `nem friens a' yers drinkin' an gettin' high in the front room? Or wuz it wonna them bizness gennlmen on the train? Hmm?" she said with a playful smirk.

I was totally busted, on both accounts, more or less.

"Yes...it was Bernard. I gave him a handjob that night. We had a date later that week. We...made love." I smiled to myself as I played with my bracelet. "The guys on the train, um, I sucked their dicks in the `water closet'. I hung my head, almost ashamed to be telling her what I did. But not really.

"Sheee-it gurl!" A young'n afta mah own heart! Ah'm always down an' hot fer sum fuckin' an' suckin'!"

"R-really?"

"Hell yeah! Why you think folks call me Bunny? `Cause ah fuck like a lil' rabbit in heat, thas' why! Ah'll fuck somebody till wonna us passes out! Ah'm a cer-tee-fied nympho an' proooud of it!"

"I-I had a feeling you liked sex. You were cool with me flirting with you" I said sweetly.

"Gurl, ah wan'ned ta take ya in'na back room an' eat that lil' peach `a yers b'fore we lef' yer house an' got on th' road."

I smiled to myself. "If I didn't have Jan and Yvonne waiting in my room for me, I would have let you."

We both laughed.

"So, Pauleena, you gonna let Big Jimmy an' me fuck that lil' peach `a yers?"

"Yesss! I've been thinking about it all week. Is, um, Big Jim...big?"

"Haw! Honey, he's packin' a horse cock in them jeans. Cin split'cha right open. Get's mah pussy sore sometimes. Mah lil' ass, too. But ah love it! Ah bet you're gonna, too!"

"I think so!" I giggled.

"Now, c'mon, git'cherself in `em new clothes. A wanna see! Jimmy does, too!"

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I tried on the dark jeans. They fit like they were custom made for me. Tight but comfortable. They made my ass look better than anything else I owned.

The orange plaid shirt looked great on my skin. Bunny tied the front tails in a knot just above my belly button.

"If you had some big titties, ah'd tie it up jus' under em. But'cha don' need big uns ta look sexy, huh?" she asked as she pushed her little ones together and up. I gave her a sweet smile and a thumbs up.

"Oh -- ah dam near forgot. You needs a belt."

She stuck her head out the stall door. "BOBBY!" she yelled, loud enough to be heard from the front of the store.

Bobby was with Jim, helping him with some items when they heard her call his name loudly.

"Boy, you bes' run over there. Don' wanna keep Bunny waitin'" Jim said with a laugh.

"Yessir" he answered. "C-comin', Miss Mary Sue!" Bobby called back, though not as loud.

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He arrived at the fitting rooms quickly, looking almost out of breath.

"M-ma'am?"

"Bobby, Pauleena's needin' a belt. An'na buckle. A perdy one that'll go with her hat ban'. Go fine us one, will ya?"

"Y-yes ma'am. Be back in a few minutes."

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"He'z a good boy, that one" she said as she came back in the stall with me. Suddenly, she got a mischievous look on her face.

"Ya know whut?" she asked in a sly voice.

"Uh oh, Bunny, what are you up to?" I said with a giggle.

"Well, since ah know Jimmy's gonna love fuckin' nat tight lil' ass a yers, I jus' might have ta..."

"Have to what?"

"Mebby...jus' mebby, ah'll bring lil' Bobby home one day an' me `n Jimmy'll pop his lil' black cherry!"

"BUNNNY!" I couldn't help but laugh.

"Well shit, gurl, why not? If that boy's likin' dick like ah think, then he ain't got much in'na way o choices out here. Plus, ah think folks roun here might not take ta him bein' like that, an' might wanna teach em a lesson an' beat em or somethin'."

"Bunny! That...that's awful! He's so sweet, why would anyone hurt him?" I almost teared up again.

"Well, some people ain't so...open minded out here. If we get em home, we'll fuck em real good, but we'll treat em right, too. Jimmy likes em, an' won' let anybody mess with `em. So it could work out good for all'a us in the end."

"Well, nobody better try to hurt me if they find out what I am! It won't go well for them, count on it!" I said in a low, cool voice. I crossed my arms and gave her an angry wolf face, showing all my teeth.

"Honey, honey, dont'cha worry bout that. Ah'm sure word done got roun `nat me an' Jimmy gots a perdy lil' fox with us. Ah promise ya, ain't nobody gonna cross Jimmy!"

"They better not!" I crossed my arms tighter. Getting upset while still tipsy was difficult to let go of.

"C'mere, you." She pulled me into a tight hug. "Ain't nobody gonna mess wit' you, ah promise. Plus, they all know ah gots mah .45 in mah purse, so nobody gets stupid wit' me up here.

My eyes got wide. "A .45? Like a pistol? Like soldiers have?" My mood quickly shifted. I got very excited. Very few people knew that I liked all things military.

"Yep, it sure is. It's a gen-u-ine gov'ment issue 1911, fulla big ol' hollowpoints. Ah betcha ah cin drop an' elephint wit' it!" she said confidently.

"Wow! Bunnny, will you teach me to shoot it?"

"'Course we will. Ah'll have Jimmy teach ya. Ah'm a good shot wit' a long gun, but he'z a pistol man. He cin shoot like Wyatt Earp. In Viet Nam, he told me he took out a buncha lil' slopes wit' his .45. Ain't never got shot back, neither."

"Big Jim was a soldier?" I was surprised. But then I didn't really know him yet.

"Yes ma'am. Rough an' tough an' all bad lookin' in his uniform. But he'z still a big ole sweetheart" she said with a dreamy, loving look for a moment.

"I only know he's real sweet. I wouldn't want to see him mad."

"It ain't nuthin' nice, gurl."

"My friend Yvonne was a little afraid of him at first, until I told her how sweet he was to me, and when he scared off that boy who was bothering us."

"Th' blonde? He mention'd her. Said she's fine too, like them singers from Sweden or someplace. Heh, he wants to fuck her good, too" she said with a laugh.

"Ohmygod she'd be so embarrassed if she heard you!" I laughed. "She's super sweet. Not as, um, into sex as we all are, but she says she likes it. Don't know if she'd let Big Jim fuck her though. His, um, bigness might scare her off!" I held my hands out about a foot apart, like I was talking about a fish I caught.

"Haw! Ya nevah know, gurl. She might get hooked on nat big dick. Stretch her out, make er sore th' next mornin'. Make `er wannit again!"

We both broke out laughing loudly.

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There was a little knock on the stall door.

"M-Miss Mary Sue? I found a belt. Th-the buckle goes with the one on her hat perdy good, I think."

She opened the door a crack. "Give it to me, hun." He handed it over.

"Oh, this is nice. Good choosin' there, Bobby!"

"Th-thank you, ma'am. Need anything else?"

"No, hon. You can go on `n get our stuff ready now."

Bunny threaded the belt through my jeans. It was leather with an intricate Indian design embossed on it. The buckle was silver with a not-too-big rhinestone star, very similar to the star on my hat band.

"Now don't you jus' look fine! Les' go show Jimmy!"

She took me by the hand and led me out.

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"Jimmy! Come take a look at our lil' fox. Whaddaya think?"

I had the boots, new jeans, belt, orange shirt tied up and showing my belly button, with the hat literally topping the outfit off. I gave him a little curtsy and twirled around so he could see me from the rear.

"Fweeeew!" he whistled loudly. "You'z one hot lookin' lil' fox there, Pauleena. Bunny, you sure know how ta doll `er up!"

"Ah know" she said with a proud grin. "Whin ya got such a perdy un ta work wit, it's easy-peasy t' make er look hot as fire!"

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I heard another whistle. It was lower, coming from another part of the store. I saw three guys, probably eighteen or nineteen, looking and pointing at me with big smiles. One of them subtly tipped his hat to me.

I wasn't interested, but wasn't going to be rude, either. I gave him a little smile and mouthed thank you' before wrapping my arm around Jim's elbow and leaning into him. Jim pulled me close and gave the boys his stern I'm watching you' look. The boy who whistled tipped his hat to Jim and quickly walked away with his friends.

"Jimmy! Did'ja scare them young men an' make em piss emselves er somethin'? They sure got their mines back on shoppin' real quick like" Bunny said with a laugh.

"No, Bunn. Just makin' sure they know their place an' don' think `bout botherin' our lil' Pauleena here."

"Thanks, Big Jim. I don't want to talk to any boys today." I leaned into his arm again, earning me another smile.

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Our shopping trip appeared to be done. Jim picked a leather holster he wanted for one of his cowboy revolvers. Putting everything that we picked out on the counter, Bobby rang us up. It was more than I thought. I pulled Bunny's hand and whispered to her.

"Um, bunny, I didn't bring enough money for everything. Maybe we can put something back?"

"Nonsense, gurl" she said louder than I wanted her to. "Jimmy, pay th' man!"

"Yes ma'am, Hunny Bunny" he replied with a smile. He handed Bobby a $100-dollar bill and some twenties.

"Bunny! It's so much! Y'all don't have to get me everything!" I said in a surprised voice.

"Darlin', you'z our special guest. We got's plenny, an' don' min' spennen it an' dollin' you up. Iss worth it seein' ya lookin' like a fine rodeeoo princiss, jus' like ah tol'ja!" She gave my butt a big pinch.

"Okay, if you say so. Oh!!!" I wasn't expecting that.

"C'mon now, gurl. Time fer some lunch!"

It was only 10:30, so I thought it was a little early for lunch, but Jim and Bunny were early risers.

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Jim put our purchases in the truck. Offering his elbow to me on one side, I wrapped my arm around it and held tight. On the other side, Bunny took my hand and squeezed it.

We walked under the trees behind the depot and crossed the tracks to a well known barbecue place. It was already crowded. I guessed that a lot of people up there got up early.

We walked in and waited for a seat. A waitress in a traditional outfit greeted us. She could have been Flo's sister from the TV show Alice, except that she was a brunette and prettier.

"Hey there Big Jimmy, Bunny. Three a' y'all today? Who's this lil' cutie?" She asked with a big smile. Her name tag said Josie.

"Hi there, Josie. This here's mah...niece Pauleena from New Orleens visitin' for th' weekin'" Jim replied.

"Hi there, Pauleena. Now y'all go on an' sit where'ver ya like. Be right there with some coffee. You like sweet tea, darlin'?" she asked me.

"Yes, thanks" I replied sweetly.

We walked to a booth an took a seat.

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Just as Bunny predicted, word had already spread that her and Jim had a cute young lady with them. It wasn't long before we had a visitor to our table.

A man in a police uniform walked over and greeted us.

"Jim, Mary Sue."

"Howdy there, Sheriff. How ya doin' today?" Bunny answered cheerfully.

"Mornin' Sheriff" Jim answered with a friendly smile but guarded expression in his voice.

"Ah heard from Junior that y'all had a pretty young lady with you. He didn' think she was from `round these parts."

Bunny gave me a nudge and a wink before Jim spoke.

"Sheriff S., this here's Pauleena, our lil' niece from New Orleens. Paulina, this here's Sheriff S. He's the law `round here."

"Nice to meet'cha, miss. You can call me Jessee" he said with a trying-to-be charming smile.

I held out my hand in a ladylike manner, which he took.

"Nice to meet you too, Sheriff Jessee" I replied sweetly.

"Ah thought that wuz Junior in th' Denim & Tack earlier. He's growin' like a weed, Jessee."

"Yeah, Mary Sue, he sure is. Me an' his momma almost can't keep up wit `em."

"He's lookin' jus' like you whin we wuz in high school. Don'cha think, Jimmy?"

"Yep, sure does."

"Well, ah ain't gonna keep y'all from yer lunch. Jus' wanted to say hello and see who was visitin' our nice town with ya. Pleasure to meet ya, Miss Paulina. Y'all enjoy yer day." With that, he tipped his hat and walked off.

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"Um, Big Jim, does he always want to talk to visitors like that? I mean, I'm no one special."

"He's jus' a nosy hound, thass all. Heard you'z a cutie, so had ta getta look." He didn't sound thrilled to see him.

"Don' you worry `bout it, hun. Jessee's harmless." Bunny replied with a little laugh. "Jimmy jus' don' like him much."

"Well, he always gotta be stickin' his nose in our bizness when he be `a seein' you, Bunny." Jim said with an almost pout.

"Aww Jimmy, don' you be jealous `er nothin'. Jessee's a lil' man, an' ain't got nothin' on you, an' nuthin' ah ever wanted, neitha'."

Bunny laughed. After a few moments, Jim joined her.

"He likes you, Bunny?" I asked.

"Yeah, ah went out wit' em a lil in high school, an' he been likin' me ever since. Tol' me once that ah was th' one that got away, an' nat he settled for his wife. She's a good girl, an' ah like her. She don' care fer me too much though. He jus' gotta flirt whinever he seez me, `specially whin ah'm out wit' Jimmy."

"Hmm, that doesn't sound very nice, especially if his wife is nice."

"He jus' a dog, Pauleena. A nosy lil' pup" Jim added. "But ah get em good whin ah see his lil' woman. Ah'm real nice an' polite to er, an' flirt a bit as well. Get's `em hot under th' collar. Funny as shit t' see." He laughed with a big grin.

"It's like a country soap opera up here, Bunny!" I laughed.

"Sure is, hun. Folks all nosy an' up in each other's bizniss an' makin' drama. Too funny!"

We all laughed.

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Josie brought our food. I wasn't a big fan of how my parents barbecued on our grill at home, but this looked like authentic barbecue, which I'd never had. We all started in on it immediately.

"Ohmygosh, this is good!" I was very surprised.

"Yeah, it's perdy good. We come here whin we'z in town." Bunny replied between bites.

"Ah do some mean grillin' too, ya know." Jim added.

"I bet! Maybe we can have some next time I come up?" I asked sweetly.

"Darlin', we gettin' some tonight. Jimmy's grillin' steaks!" Bunny gave me a big smile.

My mouth watered mentally.

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We finished our lunch and left the restaurant. It was even more crowded than when we arrived. I gave Josie a sweet wave goodbye. She gave me a little wave and blew me a little kiss in return.

"Don' be flirtin' too much wit Josie now, `cause she gonna wanna foller us home! She's a hot blooded one jus' like us" she said with a big smile. "She fucks like a rabbit, too, but nobody calls her a bunny. That's me!"

I giggled and squeezed her hand.

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While we were walking back to the truck, I felt Bunny's hand tense up as we saw a red-haired woman in her early 50s walking towards us. Jim uttered a little "Uh oh..."

Stopping in front of us, the woman gave us all a once-over before speaking.

"Mary Sue" she said in an almost cold voice.

"Momma" Bunny replied, with a nice tone.

"Mornin' Missus J." Jim replied respectfully.

"Who's this?" she pointed at me.

"This's mah niece Paulina, visitin' from New Orleeans." Jim replied.

"Pauleena, this my momma, Barbara."

"Very nice to meet you, Miss Barbara" I said in my most respectful tone.

"Hmm, at least some city folk got some manners" she said coolly.

I could feel some tension in the air and wanted to break it a little, if I could.

"I-I didn't know you were as pretty as your momma, Bunny. Y'all have the same beautiful red hair, Miss Barbara."

She unconsciously patted her hair. "Thank you, girl. Mary Sue did get at least somethin' from me."

"Momma, how's my lil' girl? I wanna see her. Ah miss her." Bunny's cheerfulness sank a little.

I looked at Jim, then her, with a look of confusion. I had no idea she had a child.

"Maybe soon, girl. I hear you still been stayin' outta trouble."

"Momma, I ain't had no trouble in'na long time! You know that. Ain' wanted to, neither. Jimmy keeps me in line and takes good care `o me. Ain't no reason ah cain't see her."

"We'll see. You can...you can call me. Maybe you can come see her. But only if I decide---"

"Oh, thanks momma!" Bunny stepped forward and gave her mother a big hug. Barbara resisted at first, then hugged her back slightly.

"Ahem" Barbara stepped back. "Well, goodbye, Mary Sue. Ah'll be expectin' your call. Goodbye, Jim. Nice meeting you, Pauleena."

"Nice to meet you too, ma'am."

She gave us the slightest smile before walking past us towards the restaurant we just came from.

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"Bunny, you have a daughter?!?" I asked excitedly as I squeezed her hand.

"Yeah, mah lil' Brittney" she replied with a hint of sadness. "Ah'll tell ya bout er later, k?"

"Of course. Y-you don't have to if you don't want---"

"No, hun. It's okay. Iss jus' a long story an' we ain't got time for it now."

"I understand." I squeezed her hand again, earning me a little smile.

The rest of the walk back to the truck was uneventful. A few folks waived as they passed by. Everyone seemed to know Jim and Bunny.

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The drive to their place took about twenty minutes. It was east of town. Turning off the main road, we went down a long, tree lined driveway, ending in a circular drive in front of a sprawling old two-story country house.

"Big Jim, this is beautiful!" I pointed as we pulled up.

"This's home, Pauleena. Mah gran'pappy and granny lef' it t' mah daddy, an' he lef' it t' me an' mah brothers n sis. They all had houses already, so we all agreed ah'd live here after ah got back from Nam. Me an' Bunny got together later an' she moved in wit' me," he gave her a loving look, "an' made it home. Got 50 acres behin' it, an' no close neighbors."

"I love it already!" I couldn't wait to see the inside.

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Jim took my things and led us inside. It looked almost unchanged from when it was built in the 1920s, except for some modern amenities. Air conditioning and heating in particular.

Showing me one of the bedrooms, he put my things down. "This here's where you can sleep. The bathroom's right there." he pointed to a door.

Bunny leaned in close and whispered "That is, unless you sleep with us!" She gave me a little wink.

I gave her a coy smile in return.

"Alright ladies, whadda ya say we git the guns out an' go put some lead downrange?" Jim said with a big smile.

"You go head n get them guns. Ah gotta make a call." Jim gave her a knowing look.

"C'mon, Paulina. You cin help me wit' th' ammo."

"Lead the way, Big Jim" I replied with a thumbs up.

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Bunny was in their bedroom making a phone call.

"H-hello?" A quiet voice answered.

"Tammy, how you doin', girl?" Bunny said in her loud and friendly voice.

"H-hi Bunny" she replied in a low voice again, almost whispering.

"Yer daddy's sleepin'? Drunk too, huh?" Bunny figured.

"Y-yeah."

"Well let em sleep an' come on down here. Got somebody fer ya ta meet. Ah know ya gonna like er."

"R-really? Okay, give me a lil' while. Gotta finish cleanin' up b'fore daddy gets up. Don' wan' him mad" she said nervously.

"Hun, he still gettin' mad an' slappin' you `roun?" Bunny said angrily.

"Iss nothin', Bunny. D-don' be worryin'."

Bunny wasn't convinced. "You tell that no-good piece o' dogshit that ah'll putta bullet in `em nex' time I see a mark on ya. Or ah'll tell Big Jimmy. Ya hearin' me, girl?"

"Y-yes, Bunny. Lemmy go so ah cin git done an' come over."

"Alright girl. An' bring ya .22 wit'cha, k? Gonna be teachin' Pauleena how t' shoot an' we'z gonna be plinkin' out back."

"Ah will. See ya soon." Tammy quietly put the phone down.

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Jim got a beer and some tea for me, and we sat on the back porch after bringing the ammo out. When Bunny returned, she looked irritated. Jim gave her a questioning look. I wasn't sure why she was upset.

"Ever'thing alright, Bunn?" he asked.

She gave him an upset look. "Ah called lil' Tammy. She's comin' over in a bit. She was...real quiet."

Jim knew in an instant what she meant. "That sumbitch hittin' her `gain?" He sounded upset.

"Yeah, ah'm thinkin' so, but she won't say."

"Bunny? What's wrong?" I asked. I couldn't hide the concern in my voice.

"That drunk fucker of a daddy she has prolly hit `er again, but she won't say. He'z a real piece o' shit." The disgust in her voice was unmistakable.

"Oh no..." I looked very concerned. She pulled me into a big hug.

"Iss alright. We take care o' her whinnit happens and she comes here t' get away. We'z been wantin' her ta come live wit us fer a while now. We got plenny o' room." She spread her arms around.

"W-where's her momma?"

"Dead. She had th' cancer an' they caught it too late. Couldn't fford ta do nuthin' bout it anyway. This wuz three years `go. Her daddy drank b'fore but got worse since her momma died. Now he treats her like shit. Expecs her ta be like his wife, cleanin' and cookin' an' all. But he don' take no good care o' her. He jus' a piece o' shit."

"C-can't anyone do anything about it? What about the sheriff?"

"His hands `er tied, Pauleena" Jim replied with a little sad tone. "Unless she pressus charges whin he does somethin', the law cain't do nuthin'. An' she ain't gonna do that fer some reason."

"Why do y'all think she won't?"

"Ah think she promised her momma that she'd take care o' him after she passed. But she had no idea he'd be so rotten to `er."

I asked a question I wasn't sure I wanted to hear the answer to.

"Did...did he...um, mess with her, like, um, sexually?" I asked meekly.

"We're pretty sure he didn', but he tried. Tammy's a lil' hot blooded, an' he caught er gettin' erself off one time. Tried ta fuck `er right then, but she got away."

"Oh" I said, relieved. "So...she's okay, um, playing with y'all?"

"Yeah she is!" Bunny said with a big grin. "She'z a lil' hot one, almos' like me. But she real quiet an' keeps it ter herself. Ah knew ah wan'ned that lil' pussy since she wuz grown' to a young woman. Jimmy too. She came t' us that time after her daddy tried ta do er. After cryin' a bit, ah wuz huggin her n comfertin' er. We started kissin', and one thing led to nother. We ate that lil' pussy, an' she swallered Jimmy's babies. She came roun again nother time, her lil pussy hot fer some ttention. She had that itch only a dick could scratch. Jimmy popped er lil' cherry and we fucked `er good. But we took care o' her too. Slept th' night in bed wit' us, all cozy an' sweet. Ah don' think she slep' good like that fer a long time."

I got quiet for a few moments and thought about how Shirley had done the same for me with a little smile.

Bunny gave me an inquisitive look. "Wat'chu thinkin' `bout, hun? You done got quiet."

"I, um, I understand. Someone did the same for me one time. I, um, didn't used to sleep good at home, either."

"What happened?"

"Can I tell y'all another time?"

"Sure, hun. You ain't gotta say nothin' if you don' be wantin' to."

"Th-thanks." I gave her a hug.

"That evenin', I warshed her clothes and cooked us supper while she slept. She wuz too skinny. Still too skinny, ah think. She said they ain't be havin' much ta eat ova there sometimes."

Again, I could really relate. I was liking and feeling close to this girl already, despite not meeting her yet. I got quiet again.

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Jim was watching the two of us talk, thinking about how I reacted to what he and Bunny told me. Stroking his beard like Bernard did, he spoke up and asked me a question.

"Pauleena, ah'm gettin' th' feelin' that you an' lil' Tammy be havin' lot in common. Also get th' feelin' that there's lot you ain't tol' nobody bout you, an' bout home. It ain't all sunshine an' rainbows, huh?"

I was almost stunned by Jim's observations. He saw right through me. It was something I really didn't want them to see. More than figuring out that I was a boy.

Looking into his eyes, I teared up and almost started crying. He pulled me into a tight hug and held me for a few minutes. Bunny got closer and stroked my hair.

"N-no, it isn't. Y-you saw our house...my parents aren't the most responsible people. I...I make my own way and try to make it a little better."

"Ah know. I wuz askin' folks bout you that night. People said you wuz real sweet, but real mature too. More thin any sixteen year old anybody seen b'fore. Said you lived like a grownup. I saw that big ol' house door on yer room an' reckon'd that you prolly took care a yerself more than yer folks did. Gots yer own phone, too, huh?"

I nodded yes. "B-big Jim, how, um, how did you know? No one ever noticed, or never said anything before."

"Mos' people ain't observant bout th' things round `em. But me, ah notice everything. Ah know that people look at me an jus' see a big ol' country bumpkin, which ah am" he said with a big grin, "but ah'm smarter than ah look, prolly smarter than mos' people." He tapped his temple.

"I try to pay attention to everything around me, but it's hard to concentrate sometimes. How do you do it?"

"Well, ah was trained fer it. Ah was a fo'ward observer in th' Army. Had ta pay close ttention ta details and such. Had ta d'velop what the Army calls situational awareness'. Wouldn' survive long if ah hadn't. Them lil' yella slopes we wuz fightin' sure had it. They mighta been lil' commie bastards, but they wuz summa th' best soldiers ah ever seen." he raised his beer in a little salute.

"C-could you teach me?"

"It's not sumthin' ya cin learn overnight, but I cin tech ya some. Bunny here gots it, too. She real aware o' her surroundins. We want lil' Tammy t' be learnin' too, but she...got a lot on `er mine sometimes."

"Thanks, Big Jim" I gave him a heartfelt hug. "You, too Bunny. I...I feel good here with y'all." I hugged her close, too.

"Good, gurl. We'z glad you wanned ta see us `gin." She hugged me back. "Now, time t' go kill some cans! Y'all got th' ammo?"

Jim pointed at his feet. A few full ammo cans were waiting on the step.

"Alright, gurl, c'mon, Les' git some beer cans an' fill em up wit water. Gonna be easier t' see when we hit em."

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We filled up a case of empty beer cans and Jim set them up on a stand several yards away. They were teaching me how to hold a rifle properly and safely when we heard a soft `hello' coming from the porch. It was Tammy. Bunny almost ran over to her and gave her a big hug. I walked behind her to get introduced.

"Tammy! Glad ya finally got here. Ah want ya ta meet somebody. Ah think y'all gonna be fas' friens'. This here's Pauleena, our lil' fox from New Orleens. Pauleena, this Tammy, our lil' fox from up th' road."

Tammy blushed hearing Bunny call her a fox.

"Nice ta meet'cha, Pauleena" she said shyly.

I couldn't help myself and pulled her into a big hug. She went stiff for a moment but then relaxed and hugged me back.

"Tammy, it's so nice to finally meet you! Big Jim and Bunny have been telling me how sweet and wonderful you are. I just couldn't wait to meet you!"

"Th-thanks. Bunny said she wuz gonna su'prize me an' be introducin' me a new frien', but thass all. You'z real perdy." She blushed again.

I gave her a once-over. Tall for a girl, she was a brown-eyed blonde. Thin like Bunny said (she definitely needed to eat more), but with nice little B-cup boobs. She had a bright smile with a little gap between her front teeth, which was unexpectedly sexy. Her sandy blonde hair was down to her shoulders. Not as thick as mine, it was still very pretty. Eyes the color of honey, she looked shy but sweet and friendly at the same time. Her skin was tan, just a couple of shades lighter than mine. It was unblemished and pretty. I knew it would feel silky smooth.

She was wearing a white, sleeveless button down tailored shirt, tight denim shorts and worn out looking Converse low tops. A kind of dirty ball cap sat on her head. Rounding out her outfit was a Remington nylon Model 66 .22 rifle on her shoulder, which didn't look out of place.

"You look real cute. Them new?" She had a sad touch of envy in her voice.

"Yes, Big Jim and Bunny took me shopping when I got here, to look like a "rodeeo princiss" I said with a giggle.

Tammy gave me a little giggle and a slight smile.

"Girl, ah been tellin' ya ta let us bring ya shoppin', too. You so perdy, you'll doll up real easy!" Bunny told her.

"Ah, um, how ah'm gonna tell mah daddy where I got new clothes? He gonna wanna know where ah got money from. He'll get real mad an'..." She looked down at the ground.

Bunny pulled her into another hug. "You don' worry `bout that, hun. We'll shut down his askin' real quick like."

"N-no Bunny, y'all don't...please?" She almost pleaded.

"Then he better start treatin' ya better. But ah know that ain' gonna happen. Girl, you gotta come live wit' us. Me an' Jimmy want ya here. We'll take good care `o ya. You know that."

"Ah...ah cain't..." It was obvious that she wanted to but didn't.

Bunny crossed her arms and gave her a kind of stern look.

"Tammy, ah'm gonna go kidnap you from `nasty dirty ol' trailer he's keepin' ya in. Ya deserve better. You ain't his cookin' an' cleanin' slave. An' you ain' his wife!"

"B-Bunny, please? Ah don' wanna talk `bout it right now." She looked like she was going to cry.

I took her hand and squeezed it, which she squeezed back.

"Come on, Bunny, don't make her talk about things she doesn't want to. I'm excited to meet her and want us to have a lot of fun!!"

"Alright gurl, ah cain't be tellin' ya no" she said with a big smile as she patted my hair.

"Yayyy! Come on, Tammy, let's go shoot. Show me how you do it!"

She gave me a smile. Picking up her rifle with one hand, she held mine and led me to the shooting table. Jimmy had all his pistols and ammo set out, as well as Bunny's rifles.

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As we shot and talked and laughed, Jim and Tammy watched how we got along. They were both very happy that we hit it off as well as they thought we would.

"Jimmy, ah want that girl wit' us. Ya know ah luv watchin' ya fuck that tight lil' pussy o' hers, an' ah luv eatin' it, but ah been growin' real fond o' her. She like a lil' sis, or even like...a baby girl. She bein' straight up neeglect'd by that sorry excuse fer a man ova there." She almost teared up.

"Ah'm hearin' ya Bunny, an' ah feels th' same way. But ah don' be a'knowin' how ta git er way from nat piece o' shit. Ah wanna go beat his ass till he dead fer hittin' er, but ain' wantin' na go t' jail. We jus' gotta keep askin', an' hopin'." He gave her a tight hug. "Plus, ah'd like havin' nat lil' peach here ta be fuckin', an' watchin' you n her gettin' all hot n wet!" he said mischievously with a big grin.

"Ya big horndog, you!" she said playfully, "But'cha know ah wanner too." They both laughed.

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"Tammy you're such a good shot! An expert!" I exclaimed.

"Aww, it ain't nuthin'. Been doin' it lot since ah was a' young'n. Ever'body be learnin' how ta shoot round here."

"Well, I'm impressed. I hope I can shoot like you one day." I gave her a sweet smile.

"You...you cin come up here `gin, huh?"

"Sure can. I already want to come again soon. I like it up here. It's quiet...and peaceful. Home can be...well, not all `sunshine and rainbows' like Big Jim said."

"Yeah, ah...ah know what you meanin'." Her smile started to go away.

"Hey, no more talking about sad things! I want us to be happy and have fun!" I gave her a big smile, which she slowly returned.

"Okay, ah'd like that"

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We shot some more, and I really enjoyed it. Jim showed me how to shoot a pistol. He started me out on his .32 cowboy revolver. I surprised myself at how well I shot it for a beginner. Bunny let me shoot her .45, which felt different but still good.

"C'mon Bunny, les' show `em how iss done" Jim said with a big smile.

Tammy and I set up a few more beer cans on the stand about twenty feet away. Bunny had us go set some on a fence about a hundred feet away.

Jim shot first. He did a quick draw and shot six of the cans off the stand from the hip. I was very impressed because I always thought that was a movie trick.

Bunny was next. She lovingly picked up her old but beautiful Remington model 12-C pump action .22.

"She gots sev'ral modern rifles, but that one's her favorite. T'was her great gran-pappy's, who passed it down t' her granny, who gave it t' her. She loves that thing an' babies it like a newborn" he said with a proud look towards Bunny.

"Wow! It must be real old. But it looks brand new!"

"Yep. It's from the Deepression. People needed ta eat, an lotta country folk hunted an' killed their own food. Rabbits, squirrels, even baby deer an' hogs. People think a .22 ain' nuthin', but it kep' more people fed than lotta other guns."

"I didn't know that. My grandparents told me they were born in the country and lived there when they were little, but they lived in the city during the Depression."

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It was Bunny's turn to give us a show. She shouldered the old rifle and quickly pumped out eleven shots, each taking down a can sitting on the fence over one hundred feet downrange.

"See now, girls. That's how a real woman shoots" she said proudly.

"Wow, Bunny. That was...was amazing!"

"Yeah Bunny. Maybe one day ah cin do that" Tammy added.

"All it takes is practice and concentration. Keep at it, gurl, and you'll do the same one day."

Tammy gave her a big smile for the encouragement. I got the impression that Bunny and Jim were probably the only ones who really encouraged or praised her.

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We shot for another hour or so, then decided to put the guns away and take a walk back to the pond a short distance behind the woods near the house.

Tammy let me take her hand as we walked, jumping over the occasional log and ducking under low hanging tree branches. When we got to the pond, we sat down on the little log bench that Jim had made there. It offered a great view across the pond.

Fishes and frogs were jumping after insects, and turtles were sunning themselves on some fallen trees. I got excited when I saw a water snake make its way through the weeds near the shore.

"Look Tammy! It's a water snake!"

"Um...ah don't be likin' snakes too much" she said with a sour face.

"But they're beautiful! So graceful, and they don't even have legs. How can you not like them?"

"Well, ah guess so. Some are kinda perdy colored. But they slither" she said with a little shiver.

"People can slither, too!" I said mischievously. I ran my fingers up her arm back and forth like a snake.

"Heehee! Pauleena! That be's ticklin'!"

"No, I'll show you some tickling!" With that I pushed her back over the log and down on the soft carpet of pine needles. I jumped over and straddled her hips before she could move. I started tickling her sides, slowly moving up to her armpits. She halfheartedly squirmed and struggled, but I could tell she was really liking it. I tickled her less and caressed her more. Her laughs turned to little `mmms' of pleasure.

Getting brave, I moved my hands up from her armpits to her boobs. She had a thin bra underneath her shirt, which barely contained her rock hard nipples. Disproportionally large for her breast size, they were obviously very sensitive. I squeezed and pulled them, making her writhe and breath heavily.

All of a sudden, she grabbed my hair and pulled me down into an aggressive, passionate French kiss. She had a long tongue, and I thought I could feel her tickle my uvula with it. I sucked it with mine and danced with hers for a minute before she let me up. I was kneading her boobs and playing with her nipples the whole time.

"P-Pa-Pauleena..." she said in a deep, husky voice, "Kiss em, suck em, bite em! Ah want your mouth on em. Ah need it..." she panted.

"Oh, I will" I said in a sultry reply.

She unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it open, and quickly unclasped her bra. Pulling it off, she threw it to the side and pulled my head down to her pretty boobs.

Her breasts were a shade or two lighter than the rest of her skin, an almost white shade of tan. Her large brown nipples were standing up proudly. I immediately went down on them, sucking and pulling them with my teeth.

"Mmm...harder...harder. Bite `em!" she begged.

I bit down on them hard, causing her to shudder. One hand was down between her legs, in her shorts rubbing her clit. The other was wound through my hair in a fist. I could feel that she wanted more. I threw my reservations to the wind and sank two of my sharp fangs into a nipple. I drew blood. This pushed her over the edge.

"Uhhhh...ahhhhh...aieee...AIIIEEEEEE!!!" She thrashed hard under me but my teeth were clamped down on her. Tears of pleasure rolled down her cheeks. My hard clit was rubbing the other side of her where her fingers were in her shorts. There was no way she didn't feel it. "Uhhhhh...uhhh...uhh..." She breathed heavily as she came down from her climax.

As I pulled my mouth away from her nipple, I saw that a big trickle of blood ran down her boob. Getting her attention and staring into her eyes, I slowly licked it off, savoring the metallic taste. I squeezed it some more, drawing out a few more drops of blood. I sucked them up and then leaned in and kissed her, feeling her tongue seek out the coppery flavor in my mouth. Slowly pulling back up, she had a trance-like dreamy look on her face. It was as if she was somewhere else, but her body was there.

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"Uh...uh...uh...P-Pauleena...ohmahlord...that...that was...unhhh..." She could barely speak.

Very pleased with myself for making her climax so intensely, I lay down next to her and pulled her into a tight hug. I squeezed the nipple I bit one last time and was rewarded with a last drop of blood. Scooping it up with a fingertip, I rubbed it across my lips, then hers before giving her a slow kiss.

"Mmm, we're connected now, Tammy. Blood sisters. A part of each other" I said in my sultry voice.

"Ah...ah know. Ah...ah like it" she replied slowly, letting her heart rate and breathing slow back to normal.

We hugged for a few more moments before sitting up and getting her dressed.

"Um...Pauleena?"

"Yes?" I knew what was coming.

"Um, ah cin ask you sumthin'?"

"Sure."

"Um, ah...felt sumthin' rubbin' on me. In yer jeans. Um, what wuz that?"

I looked into her eyes for a moment before answering. I knew she'd be okay with it.

"Tammy, that was my big, hard clit. I'm a boy. I just like dressing like a girl."

"Whut?!? You'z a...a boy?!? Oh...um...wow."

I reached over and gently moved a few strands of hair behind her ear.

"You're okay with it, aren't you?"

"Um...yeah. Ah...ah jus' ain't never seen a gurl -- ah mean boy--"

"Girl. Call me a girl."

"Gurl then. Ah ain't never met nobody like you."

"I'm not unique, but we seem to be very few and far between. I'm the only one I know" I said with a giggle.

"Do, um, do Bunny an' Jim know?"

"Bunny does. She said she knew the minute she met me. I didn't think Big Jim did before today, but I think he knows, too. Bunny said she wasn't going to tell him, but I think he figured it out pretty quick, now that I know how observant he is."

"Huh. Well, um...cin ah...see it later? Cin ah, um, play wit it?" She sounded shy all of a sudden but had a subtle look of desire on her face.

"Tammy, you can do whatever you want. We can do whatever we want. And I want to do everything." I ran my fingers through her hair and pulled her into another slow, passionate kiss.

"Mmmmm..." she sighed as she melted into my embrace.

.

Jim and Bunny were sitting close to each other on the glider on the back porch after putting everything away.

"Jimmy, ah think we got us a pair a' lil' girls now, huh?" she said with a smile.

"Sure do, Bunny. A mighty fine pair, too."

"Ah'm glad. Tammy been needin' a frien' for a long while now. Diff'ren' than we cin be, ya know?"

"Ah know. Iss good ta see her smilin' when we ain't fuckin'. Ah know she don' be smilin' whin she home."

"Ah been a'thinkin' an' ah made mah mine. Ah'm a' take er, Jimmy. Ah'm gonna go git her stuff an' move er in here. Ah know she wants to, she jus' need that lil' push. Once she here, she ain't never gonna move back. Ah know it. That drunk asshole might not even be noticin' she gone fer a while."

"Alright Buns, ah'm with ya. When? How we gonna do this? What's yer plan?"

"Tonight. After we fuck em both tired an' tucker em out. You's up fer a late night operation, huh?"

"Ya know ah am!"

"We'z gonna hunt that fucker like a rabbit in'na hole. We jus' ain't gonna shoot `im. Unless we gotta!" They both laughed.

"Ah cin scope their trailer out easy. Iss th' furthest one back. Biggis' thing'll be them nosy neighbors. But we gonna go thru them woods, from behin'. That shithead'll prolly be drunk an' passed out. If he ain't, well..."

"Well whut, Bunny?"

"Ah'ma bring mah blackjack, thass whut. Ah'll knock his ass out b'fore he knowz whut hit `em."

"Alright...if ya sure. Gotta bring a duffle bag or sumthin' to git all her stuff in. One o' mah Army ones'll work."

"Yeah, she ain't got much ta be bringin'" she replied sadly.

"That gurl's gonna be a'needin new ever'thing, ah s'ppose."

"Yeah, ah gots a few things stashed fer er, but we's finally gonna git her shoppin'! Dress her up nice, perdy as she is. Get er some new drawers, too. You be noticin' how she never havin' any on whin she comes up here?"

"Yeah, Bun. `Course ah do."

"Ya know why?"

"'Cause her lil' pussy's on fire fer us?"

She punched him playfully on the arm. "No, ya horny bastard!" They both laughed.

"Why then? What she told'ja?"

"She ain't got but two er three that ain't fulla holes or tore up. She save em to wear ta school, then takes em off whin she gits home. Warshes em in th' sink. Even whin she bleedin'. She don' wanna get em ruin'd like th' rest of `em."

"Damn, ah didn' know that. Ain't no way fer a young woman t' be livin'. We gonna get er some right quick, kay?"

"Thanks, honey bear. Ya know, you's gonna be a good daddy ta her, even if she is our lil' frisky fox."

She got quiet for a few moments. "Ah, um..."

Jim knew she was thinking about something important now.

"Jimmy, what if...what if mah momma sees how good ah been, an' mebby...mebby one day lets my baby girl come back t' me? T' us?"

"Bunny, that'd be wonderful. You tol' me a long time ago that ya couldn' have no more babies after lil' Brittney, but ah wished we could. Ah'd love ta have er. She'd be ours, our lil' girl. Ah'd love er t' death. Spoil `er rotten, too."

"Oh...Jimmy, ah...ah jus'...jus' love you! So much! That'd mean th' world t' me."

"There's a condition, Bunny. You know what it is, too."

"Jim--"

He cut her off. "Bunny, you gonna marry me b'fore lil' Brittney cin come live wit' us. You know that. Technically you's still single, an'na judge said you wasn't ever gonna have er whin you's single. Yer momma's stickin' t' that, too. Plus, ya know ah love ya more an anything, so ah'm askin' ya `gin, an' you gonna say yes."

"Yeah Jimmy, ah...ah know. Ah, um, ah'll marry you" she said with happy tears in her eyes.

"Well damn, woman. Took ya long `nuff ta say yes!" He squeezed her tight. They both laughed.

"You um, you wanna tell them girls?"

"Les' wait till after supper, whin we's relaxin' b'fore th' fun starts."

"Sounds good. Now back ta Tammy's drawers..." he laughed.

"Jimmy!" she smacked him playfully again.

"Alright, alright. Jus' teasin'. But serious, why don' you go run na town an' git er some now. Ah'll keep `em occupied wit' preparin' th' grill or maranatin' th' steaks or sumthin'."

"Good idea. You is smarter than ever'body else `roun here!"

"Ya know it! Now, git goin', woman!" He smacked her ass. "Oh -- get us a bottle or two o' champagne! We gots a lil' celebratin' ta do!"

.

Bunny pulled her 1967 Shelby Mustang out of the three-car garage and tore off down the driveway like she always did. It was a fiery orange red, matching her hair. A royal blue racing stripe ran over the middle of the entire car. It matched her eyes. No one would mistake who it belonged to. Babied and polished to a high shine, it looked like new.

.

The sound of Bunny's Mustang taking off down the driveway echoed through the woods as we walked back to the house. Tammy knew it well, as she'd ridden in it with her several times.

"Bunny's goin' somewhere."

"Huh? That was her car?" I asked. I had not seen or heard it yet.

"Yep. Thass her 'stang. Jim says iss `er baby, behin' that ol' .22."

"Nice! I want to see it. Let's go and see what Big Jim's doing."

.

We held hands and practically skipped back to the house. Jim was in the kitchen getting some ingredients ready to cook later.

"Girls, either o' ya know how ta cook?"

"Yes, I do! I've been learning the last few years."

"Not from yer momma, huh? Hank said she ain't th' bes' cook in th' world."

I couldn't help but giggle. "No, a...friend's momma is teaching me. Her cooking is delicious. But he's right. My mother's cooking is not so good. My father said she could burn water when they were married, before I was born."

"Some people jus' ain't got th' cookin' gene, ah s'ppose" he said with a laugh.

"Tammy, can you cook?" I asked.

"Um, no, not really. My momma didn' teach me b'fore she pass'd. An' both mah granny's `er gone, too."

"I'm sorry, sweetie." I hugged her tight.

"Iss alright. It been a few years now, so iss a lil' easier. I miss mah momma though."

Jim didn't want the mood to get somber, so he got us refocused.

"Pauleena, you's gonna be in charge then. We'z gonna be needin' a marinade for the steaks. Put the soy sauce, salt an' pepper, an' some spices t'gether. Lay them steaks in a pan an' cover em wit the marinade. Cover the pan wit some tin foil. Put em in the fridge till we's ready ta grill em. Wat'cha'll want wit em? We gots some big `taters t' bake, an' either some green beans or some carrots. Y'all's choice."

"Can we make both, Big Jim? I really like both of them, and, um, I kinda eat a lot" I said sheepishly.

"T'aint no prollem, lil' lady. You knows ah do, too!" He rubbed his belly as we all laughed. I reached over and rubbed it too.

I reached out and poked Tammy in the stomach. "We gotta get her to eat, too! She needs some meat on her bones!" Jim and I laughed as Tammy blushed.

.

We started preparing the marinade when we heard Bunny pulling in. She came in with a smile on her face.

"Bunny! We're starting to make things for dinner. Where'd you go?" I asked.

"Hey there, foxes. Ah had ta run `na town fer sumthin'." She pulled a bottle of champagne out of a bag.

"Oooo! I love champagne!"

"Ah know. Them bizness men know, too, huh? Ya tol' us, `member?" she asked with a smirk.

I blushed bright red.

"Honey, ya gonna have ta tell Tammy that story later. Tammy, it's a hoot!" She leaned in close to her ear. "She's a hot `un like we are!" she whispered.

It was Tammy's turn to blush. Bunny didn't know that she already discovered how hot I got.

After putting the two bottles of champagne in the fridge, she went to her room with the other bag. Tammy and I continued preparing the marinade when she called for her.

"TAMMY! Come see!" Bunny evidently liked to yell, regardless if she was indoors or not.

"Comin'" she answered as she went to the bathroom.

Bunny was waiting for her, and closed the door when she went in.

"Drop them shorts, honey. Ah got sumthin' fer ya."

"B-Bunny! N-now?!?"

"Jus' take `em off. Promise you gonna like it" she said sweetly.

"Oh...okay" Tammy slowly took her shorts down, revealing dried fluid in between her thighs near her pubic hair.

"Was you `n Pauleena gettin' it on out in'na woods?" She asked playfully.

"Um, yeah, a lil'" she answered bashfully.

"Ah cin see that. Gotta git me a taste!" She ran her middle finger up between her thighs and wiggled it through her labia. They were still sticky. Bunny knew how wet she got. Tammy shivered with a little smile.

Bringing her finger to her nose, then her mouth, she sucked it clean.

"Damn, girl. I wanna eat that sweet pussy right here, right now!"

Being a little submissive, Tammy started to scoot back and hop up on the counter when Bunny stopped her.

"Not this minit, darlin'. Much as I wanna, we gotta wait till later. But now ah got sumthin' fer ya." She pulled several new panties out of the shopping bag. Tammy's eyes got wide when she saw them.

"Pick one fer now. The res' `er fer later."

"B-Bunny, f-for me? Ah cin keep `em?" She looked like she was about to cry.

"Yeah hun, for you. They's a lil' present. Which ones you wantin' t' wear now?"

"Oh, ah, um, ah think th' light blue `uns."

"Kay. Put `em on an' come out when yer ready." She gave her a little kiss on the forehead before leaving.

.

Tammy was really trying to hold back her tears. She remembered telling Bunny about not having many panties but didn't expect her to buy her new ones. She was surprised again when she saw a new white bra in the bag as well. Her current bra was in as sad shape as her panties. It was frayed and the hooks were starting to come out, but it was the only one she had. Now there was a brand new one for her.

She loved how caring and loving Bunny and Jim were to her, and she wanted to live with them so much, but she just couldn't bring herself to move in because she promised her mother she'd take care of her father. But she was already questioning that promise, as he wasn't really the same person he was before her mother died. Unbeknownst to either of us, that decision would be made for her before morning, and she would like it. A great burden was about to be lifted off her shoulders.