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Authors: Robin Miller

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Brandy, “more than we need, I’ll have them ready soon.”
Barb, “I’ll help,” and they took the rabbits to be cleaned.
I sat down and lit my pipe as Jacob said, “a buck, two dogs and now all these rabbits, you are having a good day, and I’m glad to be in it.”
I said, “a snake as well, and I finally got those short hairs out of my teeth.”
Jacob, “were there ever any there to start with, or has this just been another game the two of you have been playing?”
I said, “confirming or denying anything, defeats the purpose of saying nothing.” Jacob, “keeping my own mouth shut is my problem as well, saying what I shouldn’t and not saying what I should , I think the animals are better off.”
I said, “the animals do their share of talking as well, and sometimes what is said leads to blood.” He said, “that’s what I mean, a animal will get to the point right off, you always know where you stand. But with a woman it’s always a game of being keep off balance, and so called communication is just infiltration for intelligence to be used against you.”
I said, “and yet you keep talking.”
Jacob, “yes, I can’t help myself, and she loves ever moment of it.”
I said, “I hear ya man, I really do.”
Jacob then said, “hay, want to put a bit of a scare into them? Let’s take the elevator down and bring up a palette of something.”
I said, “that would put a scare into me not them, your stoned.”
He said, “I certainly hope so, I’ve been smoking enough. But I was thinking of just sending the palette jack down, and we us a zip drop off the side of the building where it’s safer. It will look like we rode in the the lift.”
I said, “you’re still too stoned to do a thirty story wall drop, so that means you will have to take the elevator.”
Jacob, “you’re right, it’s just not worth the effort,” then he hit the pipe again. The women were soon back and the grill was cooking again, as we turned on some jazz and talked about the past few days, how much had happen and the goods traded. Then TT came in on the zip-line. I greeted him as he unhooked and welcomed him back to my place, then we went to the barbeque area.
Brandy, “so nice to see you tonight TT, did you come back for lost underwear?” TT, “did you find them? They had hokey sticks on them.”
Brandy, “very funny TT.”
TT, “house rules, give before asking, so I give humor.”
Brandy, “and what are you asking for this time?”
TT, “just the chance to remember last night, and a few minutes of your husbands attention.” Brandy, “a lot of people are still trying to remember last night, but if you want my husband’s attention, I find putting my ankles behind my ears does the trick.”
TT, “I’m not as flexible as I once was.”
Brandy, “please set down and tell us all about it.”
He sat down saying, “thank you, it all started when I was dating the triplets, but I’ll save that for another time. I want to trade for the rabbits being caught by the field, so half can be farmed this winter for meat, and the rest pay workers for the field.”
I took a drink then said, “you move right in don’t you?”
TT, “I see an opportunity here, and a way to make it even better with no work for you.” I said, “you have my attention.”
TT, “just tell them I’m taking half of the live rabbits, the rest will take care of itself, and I will take care of you.”
I said, “sure, you can farm rabbits for me. We will catch them and you can feed them, then all winter long we get fresh rabbit to eat without going out to hunt it.”
TT, “and the field is safe from them, without taking away winter food.”
Barb, “that’s thinking ahead TT, now what are they going to plant?”
TT, “what we have, a joint venture of some growers that will transplant their crops or give seed for others, I’m still working out the details. But we will set it up so the horse drawn equipment can do most of the work, and people will have to work together on this.”
I said, “I think we are making a good start, Laurence has some ideas for a dear fence that can be put up quickly, and power to a wire.”
TT, “yes, a number of people are in on this one, and there will be more. When the time comes to pass out the profits there will be hands out more than once, that’s when I will need strong word to keep control, we may work hard and get little at first.”
I said, “the word is the rabbits that get caught in our traps belong to Jacob and myself, so people know what we do and what to expect, your just farming them for us. As for what comes off the field, we will deal with that as it comes, and anything else that may come up. Is there anything you want to add to it Jacob?”
Jacob, “sounds about right to me, and in just a few we will be taking care of four of those rabbits.”
TT, “then it’s an understanding. I’ll leave you to your meal, and thanks again for last night.” Brandy, “such a short visit TT?”
He said, “lots of things to do before I stop to eat, this day has been a full one, and tomorrow just got fuller.”
Brandy, “well then it’s been nice to see you, and if I find her underwear I will save it for you.” TT, “they’re not hers their mine, I like the silk ones better, it’s a comfort choice.” And with that he was off. I saw him to the zip line, and we had a few brief words, then over the edge he went zipping to the next building. I went back and sat down saying, “looks like what we started this morning has got a lot bigger.”
Jacob, “and better for us without the work, I like doing things early in the day, sets me up for the night.”
Brandy, “set up for a lot of nights now, wow, this is a major deal.”
Barb, “it sure beats eating rats in the winter.”
I said, “or the cat that ate the rat, or the dog that ate the cat, but the bear will be my new liven room rug. We have rabbits being raised for us as well as a crop, milk and cheese from goats, plus fish in barrels. The dear just won’t stay out of my sights for long, and our garden is doing good, yes I think we are set for now.”
Jacob, “don’t forget lots good smoke and drink, as well as supper ready.”
Brandy, “add to that two beautiful women, to share with you, and you have it made.” I said, “okay, but we didn’t cook for six.”
She tossed a small wet towel at me and said, “wipe your eyes, before I whip your ass.” I wiped my face clean and said, “and you got a new whip to do it with, thanks to Jacob.” Barb, “can I see? A good whip is what I need.”
Jacob, “don’t let her near it, she’s dangerous with those things.”
We started eating and Barb asked Brandy what she put in the sauce, she said some new spices that she got and some brandy. We poured shots of that for each of us, and the potatoes that were roasted with the rabbit were delicious. The whole meal was a nice way to end a very good day, and we dragged it on until the coals were out, and it was time to get some alone hours. Then Jacob and Barb thanked us for another evening, and headed home on the zip-lines. We took little Sage down with us to the liven room, and kicked back for a bit there, decompressing from the day.
Brandy said, “well this has been another one to write about, you sure did some trading today.” I said, “yes, overall a good day, set us up a bit.”
She said, “I should think so, it would take you all day tomorrow to beat this one, so why don’t you just sleep in until afternoon or so.”
I said, “don’t tempt me, it may happen anyway.”
Brandy, “where do you think TT is planning to keep all the rabbits?”
I said, “I don’t know, maybe he has a deal with High Harry, I think his labs would take care of a few hundred.”
She said, “it’s the perfect combination, I only hope he doesn’t start cloning them, or doing weird experiments.”
I said, “I want blue rabbits with orange stripes on them.”
Brandy, “whatever for?”
I said, “I just think it would be cool as well as futuristic, and if they ever got out they would make easy targets.”
She said, “I’m sure we can airbrush a few to try your theory on, should we use glow in the dark as well?’
I said, “now that would help, with my new night scope I would spot them right off.” Brandy, “I don’t think we will be doing any sport hunting, that cannon would not leave enough to salvage.”
I said, “if we had glow in the dark bunnies running around here, we would not need night lights.”
She said, “true, our feet would of already have stepped on, what bare feet should not.” I said, “then we better leave them to just mushroom dreams.”
Brandy, “that’s where they came from in the first place.”
I said, “well I don’t need either of them tonight, I am beat.”
She said, “yes it’s been quite a day, I’m ready for bed myself, and I mean sleep.” I said, “lead the way, I’ll work on the rest.”
So she got Sage ready for the night, and I made my way to bed. After she slipped in with me, and we got comfortable, we drifted off together for dreams of hidden thoughts. The morning cry of daybreak and baby Sage woke us, and I grabbed Brandy’s breast and said, “got her first.”
She hit me with my own pillow and said, “it’s not noon yet, go back to sleep,” and rolled out of bed.
I said, “okay, but you can’t say I wasn’t first this time.”
Brandy, “didn’t you say that it was not always good to be first?”
I said, “that sounds like something I would say, but I’m not first all the time, once in a while it is you.”
She said, “I’m not getting into that right now, go back to sleep.”
And she went out with Sage in her arms, as I laid back and closed my eyes again. I stretched my arms and legs, then yawned, and took a deep breath. The sound of birds chirping outside of my window, and the warm sunshine on my face, put dreamland behind me. I tossed the covers off and laid there for a moment, then rolled over and sat on the bed. My eyes opened wide to look out at the morning, and only blinked a few times as I got them focused. Some light rain was in the air, and it had a clean crisp smell to it. I put on my heavy robe and slippers, then went to the bathroom. After washing my face and taking a piss, a fart later I was ready to head for the kitchen. Finding the water hot I made a cup of tea, then stoked the fire and put more wood in it. Then I got out my sourdough, and put part in a bowl with the ingredients for pancakes. I was stirring it as Brandy came in saying, “I thought you were going to sleep until noon?” I said, “I am asleep, and dreaming of making pancakes, the stove is stoked and ready,” then I dipped a finger into the batter and took a taste saying, “yum, I sure do dream good.” Brandy, “dream up some sausage links while you’re at it, the sweet ones I like.” I said, “look around, there must be some crawling somewhere.”
She said, “not those, the ones made with maple syrup.”
I said, “I’ll dream up some hot apple pie while I’m at it.”
Brandy, “don’t forget the whipped cream, oh what the heck, toss in ice cream as well.” I said, “with hot fudge and sliced cherries.”
She said, “sounds good to me, I’ll start with a cup of tea first then work my way up to the rest.” I said, “one cup of tea coming up.”
I sat the bowl down and got a cup for her, and she took it from me saying, “the kitchen is no place to still be dreaming, go sit down and I’ll cook.”
I said, “okay, but don’t eat all that pie up on me while I’m gone,” then I sat at the table with my tea. I readjusted my bathrobe and rubbed my arms saying, “there’s a bit of a nip in the air this morning.”
Brandy, “yes, and some rain as well, but it don’t look like it will amount to much.” I sipped my tea and looked out the window as she put the pan on the stove and put oil in it. A rainbow was trying to form near the edge of town, as the rain let up and faded it away. The sound pancake batter makes as it hits a hot pan was soon heard, and that wonderful dream was coming true, I could even smell it.
Brandy said, “so you want to tell me where that pie went.”
I said, “is it gone already? I’ll have to get the fixings to make another one, try me tomorrow.” Brandy, “I’ll try you when they grow again, no use straining your imagination.” I said, “there’s a thing they call mock apple pie without the apples, it’s crackers and lemon juice plus other things, but never even gets close to the real deal.”
She said, “I can get my hands on a stash of pecans, now that’s a nice pie.”
I said, “go for it, we got meat to trade for things that will keep, you’ll need corn syrup.” Brandy flipped the pancakes saying, “yes, the other things I have. The ice cream maker is working if you want to try and make some.”
I said, “I can never get it right, and years of having the best the world can make has spoil my taste for the poor stuff.”
She said, “yes, just like sex, once you’ve had your best the rest is just reminding you of it.” I said, “I like being reminded of things, as often as possible.”
Brandy, “you’re also still dreaming.”
I said, “ya, but I’m getting better at it, those pancakes smell done.”
She put two on a plate and set it on the table saying, “they are, try them and see if they’re a dream come true.”
So I put butter and jam on it and dug in, as Brandy poured more batter in the pan, and ate a pancake rolled up as finger food.”
I then said, “I was dreaming of sliced pecans, maybe I’ll get it right next time. Perhaps I’ll dream of banana, now that would be a challenge.”
Brandy, “try for pineapples and mangoes while you at it, and toss in a few ponds of coffee.” I said, “okay, but you know you’re always hungry again an hour later after dream food.” Then she flipped the other pancakes and said, “then we better stick with these, I don’t think the day will give us time to eat every hour.”
I said, “they may not be a dream come true, but the sourdough makes the difference.” Brandy, “yes, we must keep refilling the batch so the culture can keep growing.” She put the rest of the pancakes on a plate and came to the table. After giving me another one she put honey on the rest, and I put some butter and honey on my last one as well. The quick to make, and even quicker to be gone food, was enough to get a start on and I said, “well, I guess I ought to put more than my robe on this morning.”
Brandy, “or embrace nature nude all day like Daisy.”
I said, “that will get your tits firmed up in the morning.”
She said, “that would be the first thing you would think of.”
I said, “no, just the first thing I said. My first thought was of shrinkage, as my ball are cold.” Brandy, “well then I would say, to go put them someplace warm, but I don’t want to start something you may not have time to finish before company shows up.”
I said, “that’s why we live in such a secluded spot with only a guarded zip-line to it, and a halfway stop when flag is down, as well as the traps. Dropping in on us went our flag is still down can get you a bad reception.”
She said, “who says our traps are still on, or flag down?”

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