by Bobby Dennis
Tzu chanted as he sat, immobile as stone. He stopped, opened
his eyes, looked at them then smiled. They smiled back. “How was the rest of your day?” he asked Mandy. “It was filled with wonder and surprise. I’ve seen so
much it has been difficult to absorb it all.” she answered. “I understand, but absorb it you must. I’m sure
Sparrow has told you of your standing in the tribe, so you
must learn quickly. Tomorrow before dawn I will begin to
teach you about plants, herbs and their uses, plus the
rudiments of Kung Fu. I will teach you to speak the languages
of Chin and the Cherokee. At first they will seem difficult,
but in time they will be second nature. The language of Chin
is so we can communicate in the presence of others in secret.
It is a language that only we and our offspring will speak, no
one else.”
“Let us eat.” They sat and ate the food they had
prepared. Sparrow had made two small beds for their sons
and she placed them among the pelts. In minutes they were
asleep.
Sparrow, Mandy and Lao Tzu removed their clothes.
The pelts the boys laid on were behind Mandy. Her bed lay at
an angle towards the foot of Sparrows, whose lay at the foot of
Lao’s. Sparrow lay on top of the pelts naked, the flickering
light from the fire danced across her body.
Mandy could see Sparrow’s hand moving over her
slim body, pinching at her stiff nipples. Rubbing across her
stomach to her pubic mound, then staying there and jerking
back and fourth. She couldn’t see Sparrow’s fingers dipping
in and out of her cunt, but she knew what she was doing. Mandy got hot and slipped her hand between her
legs, and rubbed her finger over her clit as she squinted her
eyes to see Sparrow better.
Lao Tzu moved from his bed and kneeled above
Sparrow’s head. Mandy saw him and looked at his penis. It
was hard and throbbing, as she watched him watch Sparrow. She noticed that his penis was much smaller than Josh’s, but it was fat and thick. She watched as Sparrow grabbed it and brought it to her mouth, and sucked it in. Mandy had never saw anything like it before. Sparrow sucked him like a baby sucking a tit, and she found it strangely erotic. She watched as he straddled Sparrow’s head, then he leaned forward and buried his face between Sparrow’s legs. She saw his head moving, but didn’t know what he was doing. So she crawled over between Sparrow’s legs, then she lay down so she could see what Lao was doing. She saw that he was using his tongue to stab and lick her cunt. She saw his tongue slide in and out of her, saw her hips rise and fall as the tongue plunged in and out of her. He raised his head, opened her lips and flicked his tongue against her clit. Then he pushed two fingers inside of her and pumped them in and out. It was a strange sight but she found it exciting and she stroked herself as Rebecca had taught her. Sparrow’s ass rose faster and faster as Lao licked at her, then she rose completely from the pelts
and Mandy heard a high wailing scream.
“I eee”…“Ohhhh”…, as Sparrow’s orgasm shook
thru her.
Mandy stroked her clit faster and felt the sensations
as her orgasm approached. Lao Tzu raised his head and
looked into her eyes. Mandy’s body spasm and she froze as
her orgasm washed over her. Lao looked as she shook thru it.
He rose and turned, and Mandy saw his short, thick shaft. It
was glistening with saliva, as he moved between Sparrow’s
legs. She crawled to where she could see.
He held his rod to Sparrow’s cunt and slowly slid it
in. Sparrow moaned as he pushed it deep ummm”…”ummm,” He thrust in deep slow strokes and looked at Mandy,
as his rod slid in and out of Sparrow.
Mandy watched as Sparrow’s slot seemed to swallow
his shaft. He thrust faster and faster, as Sparrow’s hips rose to
meet him. Mandy’s hands again went between her legs. Soon
Lao was drilling into Sparrow, his penis a blur.
“Yes”…”yes”…Sparrow moaned as he piston in her
faster and faster. She moaned then screamed, “Ieeee”…as she
came again, then he exploded in her. He thrust in her until her
orgasm subsided, then turned to Mandy who was stroking her
clit furiously.
He pushed her back and spread her legs. “You are
not ready yet. It will be at least a moon, but I will take care of
you.” he said.
He put his head between her legs, and licked at her
clit with solid strokes. He lifted it, pushed it and rolled it. His
tongue battered it until her hands reached down to hold his
head, then she shook and moaned.
“Oh my”…”oh”…”oh”…”yes” as she came. He rose, pulled her into his arms and held her tight,
then said. “Rest Mandy”.
Before dawn the next day Lao Tzu and the women
feed the boys, then headed off into the woods before the camp
was awake. Only the sentries posted around the perimeter of
the camp were awake. Mandy’s first lesson was to learn to
walk in the woods silently. Lao and Sparrow taught her.
They came to a clearing in the woods and Sparrow taught her
how to rig a sling so the boys could hang from a low lying
branch.
Lao Tzu started her off with breathing and balance
exercises, and some elementary kicks and punches. For two
hours he patiently taught her.
Mandy was much bigger than Lao and Sparrow, but
Lao was much stronger despite his small frame. Each day he
taught them Kung Fu and how to use herbs and medicine. Moon after moon the lessons continued as the
seasons passed. Winter was approaching and the big hunt was
near. The tribe would kill many deer and buffalo to dry for
the coming winter.
Lao Tzu taught Mandy how to use the bow, knives,
pistols and rifles until she was a dead shot. He taught her to
ride horses and in time she rode as well as any Brave, even
with Raven strapped to her. She was one of the fastest runners
in the camp, and her strength and skills became legend. By September she was taking small bands of women
out on hunts, this had previously been unheard of. She taught
them to use the bow, though not the Kung Fu. She and
Sparrow led the young women and their confidence grew. Lao Tzu was proud of his women and the role they
had come to play in the tribe. When the big hunt came they
would not play the traditional role the women played, as
skinners and packers. They would ride to the hunt with the
men.
Lao Tzu had taught them well.
*CHAPTER # 3 *
The tribe had moved farther south to the border of Florida, because the winters were less harsh and there was little or no snow fall. They had hunted their way south and as faith would have it they didn’t encounter any hostile tribes.
As they settled at the Florida, Georgia border, they built their camp. They didn’t hunt close to the camp, they went 15 miles or so away. They didn’t want to spook the game close to camp, because they would need it to take them thru the winter.
Their hunting party consisted of 30 Braves, Lao Tzu and his women. They had brought along 20 horses to pack their kills back to camp. As they rose from a depression, they spotted a group of fat antelope grazing about a quarter mile away. They dismounted and hobbled their horses, they would travel the rest of the way on foot. They were all a
rmed with bows, knives and tomahawks. They didn’t carry any firearms.
Mandy and Sparrow were dressed like Braves in loincloths of buckskin, buckskin leggings and shirts. They both wore long braids with buckskin head bands adorned with feathers. Lao Tzu wore the same except for the headband, in its place he wore a buck skin cap he had fashioned from which hung yellow feathers. He was the only one in the tribe to wear the odd headgear.
As they crept towards the unsuspecting antelope, Lao Tzu thought he detected movement on the other side of the clearing. He signaled with his hand and his whole party fell to the ground. He scanned the area using his peripheral vision to try and spot any movement. They lay still for several minutes and he didn’t see any thing, so he motioned them to move closer. Once they were in bow range he signaled them again, this time they all notched arrows and chose a target. They watched Lao Tzu and he nodded.
As the 33 arrows streaked toward the herd of antelope there was a sudden barrage of gunfire, 20 antelopes fell to the ground as the arrows struck their targets, an even larger number fell to the shower of lead.
Lao Tzu and his band notched more arrows, and lay in the deep grass waiting. A minute later, about 60 Cree Indians rose from the bush and rushed to the fallen antelope.
Lao knew that once the Cree saw their arrows, they would know the enemy was close. As soon as the Cree were in range Lao Tzu and his band unleashed a deadly hail of arrows, notched their bows and launched another wave before the first struck, then another.
Twenty of the Cree fell to the first group of arrows, ten to the next and four to the last wave. Lao pulled his tomahawk, leaped to his feet and attacked the stunned Cree. His band followed on his heels screaming their war cry.
“AYEEEE”… The Cree, taken by surprise were stunned by the whistling death that claimed 34 of their brothers and were overwhelmed by the ferocity of the attack. Lao, his women and the Braves waded into them with raised tomahawks. Lao, a buck knife in one hand and a tomahawk in the other fell upon the Cree like a whirling Dervish. His tomahawk chopped into the neck of a Cree and almost decapitated him. When he wrenched it free he watched blood geyser in the air from the severed artery. He spun and in a underhand stroke buried his blade deep into the stomach of another Brave, disemboweling him. When he pulled his blade free, the man’s intestines spilled from the gapping wound. He continued to hack and slash his way into the band of Cree.
Mandy behind Lao and to his right, attacked a Brave who was aiming his rifle at Lao. She spun and tossed her tomahawk in a pin wheeling arch. The blade cleaved into the center of his forehead and lodged deep in his scull. As she ran to retrieve her weapon, a Brave loomed in front of her. She leaped from the ground in a side thrust kick that caught the Brave in his throat, and sent him reeling back choking. She pulled her knife and slit his throat. The blade severed his windpipe and artery. A gush of air escaped and his blood spurted out and sprayed over her in a mist.
She dropped and quickly pried her tomahawk from the dead man’s head and brain matter oozed from his split skull. She turned looking for another Cree.
Sparrow rushed behind Lao on his left and had notched an arrow. She aimed at a Cree Brave and released the arrow, it struck the Brave in his eye and punched out of the back of his head. She dropped the bow and pulled her tomahawk, attacking a Brave who was closing in on Lao’s blind side. As the Brave was raising a tomahawk of his own, and rearing back to throw it, Sparrow moved in just as his arm was swinging forward. She swung her tomahawk and caught him at the wrist. The tempered steel of her blade had been honed to razor sharpness and it cleaved thru skin, muscle and bone. The hand holding the tomahawk was severed from the arm and it flew thru the air with the tomahawk still clutched tight in it. The Brave screamed as blood squirted from the stump. Sparrow spun in the same motion and buried the blade in the center of his face.
In less than ten minutes the battle was over. They had killed the Cree, but they lost ten Braves in the fight and another six were wounded. Lao and his wives went to find the Cree’s horses and they found them in a rope corral in the woods. Ninety horses in all were found. They lead them back to where their band waited. They helped load the antelope and their dead, then they left the area quickly and rode back to camp. They had scalped all of the Cree and counted coup. The bloody scalps hung from their bows and the bridles of their horses.
Mandy and Sparrow had taken five scalps apiece and were the talk of the camp. The warriors told the tale of their bravery in battle and their share of the horses made them wealthy in their own right.
The Cherokee moved their camp, because they knew the Cree would soon be looking for their brothers.
* CHAPTER # 4 *
Winter came and went. It was not as harsh as the previous winters as they were near Florida, but it was cold nonetheless. The game was plentiful and they began to move north as spring approached.
In 1861 the Civil War began and there were battles fought all over the south. The Cherokee moved farther north skirting the battles that waged all around them.
The next two winters were harsh ones, the old and the young died by the dozens. They continued to move north as the war escalated.
The tribe became smaller and smaller as death, disease and war with hostile tribes took its toll. The births of fatherless children and merging with runaway slaves would swell their numbers from time to time, but the onslaught of the cruel, merciless winters and even crueler battles would thin out their numbers.
In 1866 the Civil War ended, but the hostilities between the tribes continued as they had for centuries. The Civil War had been the white mans’ war and had no effect on them, except it turned the white man’s attention from the Indian problem for a minute.
The Native Americans had been at war with each other forever it seemed and there was no peace treaty for them. They were a nomadic people who moved from season to season, but it seemed game was getting scarce as the white man flooded the land. The Native Americans killed for food and never more than they could eat. They gave the herds time to replenish themselves.
The whites were much different, in that they killed for hides and tallow, leaving the carcasses of the dead animals to litter the land. The buzzards and carnivores feasted on the many corpses the white’s left behind rotting. They killed off great numbers of the buffalo, that once covered the land as far as the eye could see. They decimated them until there were thin scattered herds left.
The whites were like a force of nature as they ravaged the land, destroyed the wildlife and chopped down the great forest. They brought in their domesticated cattle and began fencing off the range. They raided the native American burial grounds, settled on their tribal hunting grounds and attempted to deny them rights of passage.
It was only natural that the natives would rise up and fight for their way of life. It was at this point that the whites did to them the same thing they did to the buffalo. They decimated them, called them savages, when by right they were the savages. The whites were merciless as they slaughtered the natives in the thousands. They littered the land with their corpses again providing the buzzards and carnivores with a grisly feast.
In 1857, the so called Indian Wars were raging full fledge. The Native Americans were being killed for both real and imagined threats. They were being driven off their home lands and herded onto reservations, miles away from their home land where they had lived for centuries. There was no regard for tribes, so they were mixed with other tribes who had been their mortal enemies.
They were beaten, bruised, killed and maimed, yet still there were pockets of resistance. In some the fighting spirit lived on, and they would choose their day to die.
Standing Bear and his band of Cherokee were among the ones who chose to fight. They had moved deep south into the swamps of Florida, that would become known as the Everglades.
By the time Raven was 15 years old. He was the biggest man in the camp and he would grow bigger. He stood 6’ 3” and weighed 220 chiseled pounds. He wore his hair in two
thick braids that hung down his back. The only warriors in the camp who could stand with him were his father and brothers.
Little Bird’s name was now Eagle. He was 5’ 8’ and weighed 170 pounds. He wore his head completely bald like his father and at 16 was a great warrior.
Lao Tzu had fathered four more children, three from Mandy and one from Sparrow.
Mandy bore him two sons, Falcon 14 and Hawk 13, both were mighty warriors. Falcon was 5’ 11” with slanted eyes that were a hazel color. He wore 180 pounds and could only be beat in a physical contest by his father and Raven. Eagle could fight him to a draw and only his strength prevented him from loosing. He was light complexioned with long jet black hair that he wore in a single braid, which he wrapped around his neck.
Hawk at 13 was 5’ 11’ and weighed 170 pounds. He was cocoa brown complexioned with long jet black hair that he wore in two braids. He had the slanted eyes of his father and was the fastest runner in the camp.
Sparrow had bore him a daughter. She was 14 and her name was Dove, she was Raven’s wife. They had a son who was a year old and Crow was his name. He was as dark as his father, but bore the slanted eyes and silky jet black hair of his Chinese and Native American grand parents.
Mandy bore him a daughter also. Her name was Swallow and at 12 she was as big as Sparrow. She had breast, ass and hips that promised her size would equal her mothers. She was a shade darker than her father, her skin a golden hue. Her eyes slanted, her lips full and inviting. The Braves were in constant competition for her.
She was betrothed to a Brave name Wolf, who was half black half Cherokee. His mother was a runaway slave who lived with the people for nearly 20 years. He was 18 and stood almost 6 foot tall, weighed 190 pounds and was a warrior. He would wed Swallow as soon as he brought Lao the bride price of seven horses.
* * * * Lao Tzu and his family were legendary in battle. Lao, his wives and four sons had counted coup on many of thier enemies. The women were just as fierce in battle as the men.
Mandy and Sparrow by that time were experts at martial arts. They started the children off in training and Lao finished them off.