"Beasts are better" - читать интересную книгу автора (Long Richard)

CHAPTER FIVE

Jackson's cock, the vigor with which he applied it and the resulting ferocity of his orgasm left both Eileen and Doreen fully satisfied for several hours. Doreen went back to her cottage, vowing that she was going to sleep the rest of the day and savor the memory of the donkey's massive prick. Eileen forced herself to perform the several chores which needed doing. For once she completely forgot about her pussy and its seemingly incessant demands; she discovered just how comforting it can be to have been fucked with a bone-rending totality, a comfort she had not known for several years.

Late in the evening, after a drink and a dinner that she had thrown together from several cans, she received a visit from Doreen. They sat up late that night and further cemented their unique friendship. Doreen set the tone, launching off into a comparison of Jackson with her most notable lovers; she firmly believed that the donkey ranked at the head of that highly select class. Emboldened by this brazen example, Eileen countered with some stories of her own.

She described, for example, how she had lost her virginity at the age of sixteen. The fortunate youth who had been the first to penetrate her cunt with a prick had been hampered by the fact that he had recently broken his left leg while playing high school football. Doreen laughed heartily at the idea of fucking a man whose leg was in a cast but Eileen explained that the plaster cast had been very little hindrance. They had been in the front seat of a Ford pickup and once she had felt his swollen, hot prick probing at the lips of her pussy she had completely forgotten about the cast.

Doreen pressed her for further details about her son Jack, showing a particular interest in the size of the youth's prick. When Eileen attempted to show her how large it was, Doreen's eyes grew big and round. She frankly admitted that she was wildly envious of the woman for having so well-endowed a young lover and stated that if Jack were there she would make every effort to get that lordly young prick firmly planted in her own hungry cunt.

"That's if you didn't mind, of course," she added hastily. "I mean, if you wanted to keep him all to yourself, then I'd certainly try to keep my panties on!"

Eileen thought about that for a moment and then realized that she could not in good conscience deny her friend that particular treat, should it ever become available to her. Doreen thanked her graciously but pointed out that the occasion was not likely to arrive; she had only ten days or so to spend on the ranch and Jack was not due to arrive home from his school for another two weeks. She admitted, however, that she would be thinking about both of them once she was back in Los Angeles and she stated her hopes that Eileen would not allow her misguided guilt feelings to interfere with her pursuit of sexual pleasure with the lad. Jack obviously had a strong desire for his mother, she explained, and the best proof of that was in the fact that his cock had remained iron hard when she had displayed her pussy to him.

"If he'd been turned off," Doreen pointed out with an air of worldly wisdom, "his cock would have wilted; he couldn't have kept it stiff if be hadn't been hot to give you the fucking you both wanted."

That made sense to Eileen and she accepted the verdict, though she was not sure that she would have the strength to follow up on it when the youth finally returned. Doreen again urged her to face the problem openly, to admit her desire for her son and to make it clear to him that she wanted him over and over again. She again expressed her envy of her friend for having so handsome, virile and well-hung a young lover close at hand. The situation in Los Angeles was quite different, she added. While the supply of handsome, horny young men was immensely larger, most of them were so infected with the "youth cult" that they could not imagine performing the sexual act with anyone older than themselves. Furthermore, the Los Angeles girls were almost unanimously tuned in to the vibrations of sexuality and thus a good-looking boy seldom had to go very long without being presented with any number of luscious young pussies which were his for the taking.

It was late when Doreen left but for once Eileen found herself ready to go to sleep as soon as she slid her naked body between the sheets of her lonely bed. It was the effect of being fucked so well by Jackson, she told herself; the donkey's incomparable prick had relieved her of all her tensions and relaxed her in a way that she had not known for quite some time. She did not even feel a compulsion to masturbate, an act which she often performed while waiting for sleep to overcome her; she had washed her cunt thoroughly when she bathed but her fingers had not sparked a single flash of sexual feeling.

The situation was quite different the following morning. Eileen woke up in the morning feeling much hornier than she could remember feeling in quite some time. Since, in fact, the morning after she had spent that exciting session with her son. This reaction surprised her for a moment but then she remembered back to the days when Jack, Sr. had been alive: Eileen had found that an especially invigorating fuck with her husband invariably resulted in her wanting more of his beautiful prick the next morning. The better he had fucked her the night before, the more she wanted him before breakfast, she had found, and now she was experiencing exactly the same reaction after Jackson's cock had dealt out such fantastic pleasure to her deprived senses.

Doreen had evidently awakened in a similar mood, as Eileen quickly saw when they met that morning. They looked at each other, recognized the desire that gnawed at both their cunts, and nodded. Eileen considered the prospects for a moment and found them to her liking. Hank had left early for the north range, where he expected to spend the rest of the day finishing his repairs of the fence in that area, and the two couples were still out on their overnight camping trip. Since they were not due to return until late afternoon, she and Doreen again had the ranch to themselves.

They agreed that they were going to have themselves another helping of Jackson's big cock, but Doreen came up with a startling innovation. She suggested that they take the donkey up to Ace's corral and there attempt to lure the stallion into the same performance they had coaxed from Jackson! Eileen felt her clitoris give a sudden, warning throb when she visualized Ace's enormous prick. She suspected the stallion's tool was larger in diameter than the donkey's and said so. Doreen assured her that they would be able to take even that massive rod without danger to themselves. Eileen allowed her caution to be overwhelmed by the lusty fervor she felt clawing at her cunt and agreed.

She gathered several items together, stowed them in the back of the pickup and saddled her gelding. Doreen was to drive the pickup to Ace's corral while Eileen rode the gelding and Jackson followed on a rope. She made the ride with some difficulty, since she was already growing excited and the saddle rubbed against her warming slit as she jogged along. By the time she tethered the gelding outside Ace's corral her panties were already thoroughly drenched with her cunt's overflowing juices and she was supremely sensitive with sexual feeling. Doreen stood beside the corral and looked hungrily at the big sorrel.

First they removed all their clothing. They agreed that they derived a wonderful sense of freedom from cavorting in the bright sunshine without any clothing; the warm air blew over their smooth bodies and the sight of each other's nakedness aroused them further. Eileen caught Ace and fastened a stout rope through the ring in his halter, snubbing his head against one of the cross ties they had used for posts in the small corral. She then hobbled both his front and back feet, explaining that he might become overly active when he became fully turned on, and that the hobbles would prevent him from kicking them. Keeping his head snubbed down, she added, would remove the danger of his biting them. Doreen nodded her appreciation of the foresight and asked what she could do to help assist.

Eileen told her to tie Jackson's head down to the same post, which she did. Eileen then brought out the big jar of Vaseline she had put in the pickup. They set to work on the animals, greasing their pricks with the clear grease and beginning the work of exciting the beasts until they were properly aroused and able to fulfill the function planned for them. Eileen selected Ace; the thought of rubbing her hand along the stallion's massive prick had preyed on her mind as she rode to the corral and she leaped at the chance offered her.

Ace had a cock even larger than Jackson's formidable tool and while she was not sure that she wanted to get his prick planted in her cunt she definitely wanted to bring him to an erection. The tool was shaped almost exactly like the donkey's prick. The head was merely a flat rim, slit by a deep gash – but at least eighteen inches of the sullen black thing dangled from the sheath between his legs. His balls, each the size of a very large grapefruit, were encased in a velvety bag which dangled just behind the sheath. She lubricated every portion of the prick which she could reach and then began fistfucking the animal.

Ace quietly endured her touch for a few moments and displayed no sign of being affected. She twisted her hand about his prick, working it up and down in a corkscrewlike motion, and gripped him harder. The feel of the animal's mighty prick served to bring her pussy to an even higher pitch of lusty arousal and she could feel the warm, cunty oils running down the tops of her thighs, trickling between the cheeks of her ass as she manipulated him. Nothing she could do, however, served to bring any life to his prick.

"He's impotent!" Doreen giggled, watching her work. "He can't get it up!"

Eileen asked her to let him have a sniff of her pussy, which the woman was only too glad to do; Doreen slipped her hand between her thighs, stuck her fingers in her pussy and offered them to the stallion. Ace sniffed at the cunt-smeared fingers with disdain and ignored them. Eileen felt a sense of raging frustration burning through her loins as she struggled to get the stallion aroused but his cock remained as limp as ever.

Doreen had had no difficulties with Jackson. Donkeys are an intelligent species and the lusty burro remembered the exciting sensations which had come his way the day before, when he had sunk his brutally shaped cock into both the hot cunts which had been offered him. His thick prick came up to the horizontal almost as soon as Doreen had touched him and it now resembled the same awesome fucking machine which she had guided into the lips of her pussy the day before. After she had moistened her fingers in her pussy several times and offered them to Ace, never getting the slightest reaction from him, she suggested that they use Jackson for a teaser, just as though she and Eileen were mares whom Ace was being hired to service.

Eileen agreed with the project. Since they had no bench, she pointed out, they would have to allow themselves to be fucked dog fashion. Doreen didn't object but said she loved being screwed from the rear, and she immediately knelt down under Jackson. Eileen guided the donkey's stiff cock between the cheeks of her ass, aimed it between the lips of her pussy and planted the frighteningly thick rod squarely in her friend's cuntmouth. Doreen gave a low, throaty groan when she felt the animal's prick digging into that taut, ultra-sensitive opening and immediately lunged back against it. The tool bored into her cunt, bringing a howl to her lips, and a frantic twist of savage joy to her hips.

Ace at once looked around to investigate the source of this unusual sound. His eyes seemed to bulge almost from their sockets when he saw the naked body of a woman crouched beneath Jackson. The old stimulus worked, however strange the mode of its application, and his cock at once began to assume a more fearsome aspect. Eileen saw the rod stiffening, swelling out until it became a huge pole and a shiver of hot, lusty arousal came over her body. She cried out to Doreen to move quickly, so that she could guide the stallion's cock into her cunt, but her friend would not move. Already pierced to the core by the donkey's generously proportioned prick, she was not about to relinquish it, not even for one larger. She told Eileen that she could have the stallion if she wanted him but as for herself, she was going to be fucked by a donkey once more.

Eileen hesitated only a moment. She feared attempting to take Ace's mammoth prick into her cunt but she loathed the idea of idly standing by and watching Doreen getting fucked even more. She quickly squatted under Ace's trembling belly and elevated her rump until she touched his flanks. Reaching back, she located his cock – it was flaming hot and quivered ecstatically at her touch – and pulled it down between the cheeks of her ass. Ace lunged forward at once, ramming the blunt tool against the rim of her asshole. Eileen cried out weakly at that exciting touch but manhandled his cock down to the proper angle. She cried with joy as she felt the stallion's huge prick flatten the lips of her pussy, driving them inward. The stallion's impatient lunge skewered the mouth of her cunt in a brutal fashion but it succeeded in breaching the gap.

Eileen shrieked with pained joy when she felt that huge horsecock in her cuntmouth. The flesh was hotter than any she had ever felt and it seemed to burn her cunt as it bored into the tingling opening. She shuddered heavily but kept her ground, gritting her teeth to keep from crying out once more. Doreen's hearty grunts reminded her of her friend's lusty joy, and further cemented her desire to have the stallion completely. She pressed back against him, driving her cunt further onto the frantically throbbing rod and swung her ass from side to side.

Doreen's buttocks quivered like jelly as she fucked herself against Jackson's insistent cock. She clenched her muscles tightly, closing her cunt around the obscene tool. The donkey's steady drive soon had her filled to the bursting point but still she writhed and worked herself against that incomparable tool. Jackson knew nothing of self-restraint; his only goal in fucking was to empty his massive balls as soon as possible and he soon did that. He began coming just before his huge cock touched the bottom of Doreen's cunt and he was soon flooding her flesh with immense quantities of hot, salty sperm. She shrieked out her joy when she felt his ejaculation, which was at least as strong as the one she had received from him the day before, and fucked back at the donkey as long as her legs would support her.

Eileen soon accommodated herself to Ace's incredible fucking implement. Her cunt, strained beyond the point of discomfort at first, quickly grew to encompass the stallion's cock without pain and then she discovered the unique joys of being stuffed to the gills with a cock that was hotter, harder and bigger than any she had ever known. She howled in fever when the stallion's big tool nudged against her womb's mouth; for a moment she thought he was actually going to dilate her cervix and slide into that hallowed opening.

But it didn't happen. Ace, like Jackson, believed in a speedy climax and fucked steadily toward that goal. His prick began jerking about like an ebony firehose as it brushed against the woman's cervix and then the floodgates opened. Ace's ejaculation, powered by those king-sized balls and heated by his overwhelming passion, even surpassed Jackson's in ferocity and quantity. The strength of his discharge took Eileen completely by surprise and she wailed out in sensual joy as the stallion completed his fuck. His prick swelled with every pumping jet, giving additional force to the convulsive spasms of pure sensual delight which radiated out from her cunt and clitoris. Eileen's body shook with mighty gusts of sexual passion until she could stand it no longer. She lost consciousness and fell to the ground. Ace's cock naturally slipped out of her cunt as she toppled forward and the last few driplets of his come tricked down onto the cheeks of her ass. The tool at once began losing its iron-hardness and drooped.

Doreen, who had fucked away at Jackson's slightly smaller cock until she had taken every sign of life from it, rested for a moment and enjoyed the feel of the drooping tool. She looked over with concern at her unmoving friend and then drew a happier breath when she saw Eileen's eyes open and blink slowly. Eileen roused herself gradually and sighed. Doreen did not have to ask about the quality of the stallion's huge cock; she could see by the dazed, blissful expression on her friend's face that she had gained a rare degree of satisfaction from the experience.

After recuperating for a few moments, the pair dragged themselves out from under their unusual lovers and leaned against the stout wooden fence. A perfect flood of warm, cunt-flavored stallion sperm ebbed from Eileen's cunt but she could not summon up the strength to reach down and savor its essence. Doreen fingered her own pussy for a moment but found that she could not resist the temptation of comparing Jackson's come to Ace's. She extended her free hand between Eileen's lovely thighs and held her fingers next to the lavishly dripping pussy for a moment. Eileen was not so far gone that she did not feel a flash of sexual pleasure at the woman's soft, knowing touch. Doreen sniffed of the stallion's sperm, wrinkled her nose at the especially strong scent and then tasted.

"Mmmmm!" she grinned. "Too much!"

Eileen soon regained enough strength to attempt the taste experiment, too. She decided that Ace's come was stronger than Jackson's. There could be no doubt that it had an extremely rank scent, especially when compared with the milder, almost sweet gruel of her son's balls. The taste, however, was not much different from Jackson's semen. She liked the flavor, which reminded her of a man's spew, and she happily licked her fingers. Eileen inevitably thought of putting her lips to the animals' cocks. Where once the thought of sucking off a donkey or a stallion would have filled her with a horrified disgust, she now contemplated the prospect with a real interest. She mentioned this to Doreen and learned that her friend had been thinking along exactly the same lines.

"Isn't it awful?" Eileen giggled. "We're treating them just as though they were men!"

"So what?" Doreen asked with a shrug. "That Jackson eats pussy like he's been going down on girls all his life! The only thing I wouldn't want to do with them is to let them fuck me in the asshole – I don't think I could take that!"

Eileen paled at the thought of being speared in the anus by either of the formidably equipped beasts. She pointed out that she had never had anything more substantial in her asshole than a finger. Doreen agreed that it could be very dangerous for her to attempt her first venture into anal intercourse with a creature hung like Jackson, much less the even larger Ace. Doreen suggested, however, that she might very well award her anal cherry to her son. The thought lit a fire deep within Eileen's fervent cunt. She tried to imagine young Jack bellying up to her rear and planting his manly rod in her asshole and felt her cunt throbbing faster and harder than ever. She privately vowed that she would have that pleasure as soon as possible and that she would exert every effort toward teaching her son to love that style of lovemaking, as well as every other form that she could imagine.

Doreen expressed a great curiosity about Ace's prick and Eileen explained as well as she could the special delight of having that huge pole rammed into her cunt. She told about the animal's orgasmic discharge, swearing that it was so strong that she had feared for the safety of her uterus. Doreen smiled at that and promised that it would not be long before she too had felt the stallion's prick boring into the depths of her cunt. She continued to run her fingers over her pussy as she rested and by this time had thoroughly matted down her cunt hairs with Jackson's come.

Both animals appeared to be definitely weak from fucking and neither had an alert, wide-awake look. Doreen expressed a scornful estimate of their durability and theorized that mares did not elicit the full virility of either animal when they were being serviced. Eileen knew nothing about that; she only knew that her body still glowed with a warm, sensual halo and that she had been fucked to within an inch of her life.

She was all too willing to repeat the experiment, especially after Doreen had stated her intention of having Ace's prick inside her cunt that very day. Eileen knew that she would never be able to watch her friend's cunt being rended by that mammoth love-pole without conceiving a lustful hunger of her own and she mentally informed Jackson that he was going to have to perform at least once more that day.

Doreen wanted to try exciting the animals into a state of readiness at once but Eileen advised against that. They never allowed Ace to breed a mare in less than ninety minutes after he had previously mounted another mare. Doreen grumbled but accepted the ruling. After all, she said in an attempt to look upon the brighter side of the unwelcome situation, the longer delay would allow Ace's balls to become that much more completely restored with come and would also mean that she could be more highly aroused herself. With that, she went back to the pickup and brought out her trusty, rubber-spiked dildo.

Eileen found the sensual tool far less menacing than when she had first seen it, though it still had an utterly sexual look about it. Once she had felt Ace's gargantuan prick roaming up the length of her cunt she doubted that any manmade fucking implement would ever look impossible to her again. Doreen offered her the first use of the dildo but she declined, stating that it would be almost as good to watch as to use it on herself. The woman shrugged and grasped the big tool by the base, directing it up between her thighs until the bulbous nose rested against the frothy, semen-stained lips of her pussy.

Thus it was that Jackson and Ace had their first glimpse of women masturbating. Neither animal showed any great interest in the act. It was quite different for Eileen, whose pussy began growing warmer as soon as she glimpsed the wicked-looking tool. She felt her nipples growing harder and hotter; she felt that familiar trickle of warm, cunty musk begin to seep from her pussylips. She had not intended to do more than watch as Doreen fucked herself with the gadget but once her friend had seated the head of the tool and had begun rocking back and forth, grunting out obscene phrases and panting faster and faster, she found it impossible to keep her left hand away from her pussy. She slipped the middle finger of her left hand into the hot, juicy mouth of her cunt, angling it down so that it also brushed against her rocklike clitoris. The penetration brought a rushing of pleasure and she added the ring finger to the opening. Her index and little finger then curled into the splayed lips of her pussy and dug deep into those exquisitely throbbing flaps. She brought her palm up snug against her clitoris and thrust forward with her hips. The fucking motion sent her fingers deeper into her cunt and a soft, whimpering moan of ecstasy escaped from her lips. Then she reached around her hip with her right hand, bathed her middle finger in the lusty oils gathered in the crack of her ass and drove the lubricated finger squarely into her asshole. The dual penetration at once attacked her entire nervous system with urgent force and she began swaying back and forth, working her fingers in and out of the openings with a knowing skill.

"Give it to yourself!" Doreen hissed, watching her closely and shoving the dildo into her cunt as far as possible. "Oooohh, I wish you'd fingerfuck me like that sometime; I'd love to come all over your hands and then lick it off your fingers! Oooohh!"

Grunting and moaning in unison, the two women worked themselves into a perfect frenzy of sexual delight. Doreen whipped the wicked-shaped dildo in and out of her cunt, twisting it around to ensure that the tiny, flexible spikes stimulated every inch of the tender inner surfaces. Eileen clawed even more frantically at her cunt and asshole. They watched each other through passion-dimmed eyes, drawing further excitement from the spectacle they presented to each other. They finally arched their loins forward at almost the same instant, sobbing with desperate pleasure as their cunts dissolved into twin fountains of pure fleshy joy. They masturbated themselves into a long, violent climax and then fell back against the fence, limp and weak from the long period of ecstatic delirium.

Doreen was truly insatiable that day. No sooner had she pulled the dildo from her cunt and regained her breath than she was kneeling beside Ace and manipulating his limp prick. Her efforts went for naught, however, and she gave up in disgust after a time, swearing at the animal for his obstinate refusal to stiffen his prick. Eileen knew that she would have to resort to the old trick once more and, moved as much by compassion for her ultra-horny friend as by her own desires, she said that she would play the mare for Jackson in an attempt to bring the stallion around. Doreen would have to give the donkey a sniff of her pussy in order to help him get a hard-on.

Eileen knelt beneath Jackson and began rubbing his flaccid cock over her pussy while Doreen rubbed his muzzle with her thighs. He got the message in record time and Eileen gave a soft, quavering moan of delight when she felt his cock stiffening against her warm, moist slit. She loved Jackson's hard cock and was ready to be fucked. She guided the thick, rigid tool into the lips of her pussy with difficulty but soon had the donkey's cock firmly planted. Jackson gave another of his determined lunges and speared the hot-lipped target which had been placed against his tool. Eileen howled with anguish as she felt her cunt spreading wide-open.

Ace quickly responded to the familiar stimulus and when Doreen saw his dark, shiny prick rising she gave a cry of delight. Scrambling to a position under her belly, she stuffed his cock into her cunt and reared backward, hornier than any mare Ace had ever mounted in his life. The cunt she offered him surpassed any mare's cunt which had ever closed around his prick. The hot, tight slit welcomed his mammoth prong with a greedy, grasping caress that brought a startled snort from the animal. Ace bowed his back into a taut, quivering arc and drove his cock deep into Doreen's cunt. He sensed the excitement lurking in her body, a lusty fever that was quickly transmitted to his huge, swollen balls, and he knew exactly how to turn his own lusty arousal into pleasure.

"Annngghh-owww!" Doreen wailed, shaking terribly but standing her ground. "Omigod, he's so fucking big! Mmmm! So fucking hot! Oooohh! He's fucking my cunt off!"

Eileen felt exactly the same way, even though Jackson's cock was a trifle smaller than the grotesque rod projecting from Ace's loins. She later decided with Doreen that once a prick had exceeded a certain dimension a woman's cunt could no longer measure the differences between it and another. Whatever science might have to say about the validity of their conclusion, she reacted to the donkey's cock with a decided freshness and vigor. Kneeling in the dust of the corral's pawed earth, she trembled mightily and then screamed aloud when she felt her cunt being squeezed by another of those momentous orgasms. Jackson fucked on with a careless indifference to her pleasure, intent only on his own fulfillment, and drove his prick deeper into her twitching body.

The donkey and the stallion erupted into climactic flood at about the same time. Doreen shrieked painfully when Ace began spewing scalding hot semen into her flesh; she swore later that he had nearly melted the lining of her cunt with the first frantic jets of sperm. Eileen groaned loudly as Jackson's prick unleashed a foaming cascade of boiling come into her agitated cunt, lashing the tender surface of the excited tunnel with his vehement blast. She quivered from head to toe and thrust back against him one last time. The fury of his orgasm brought her own climax to a howling, shrieking peak and she felt her insides being ripped apart by the tornado of lust. Doreen continued to grind her hips from side to side, working against Ace's lusty cock and did not stop until she had fucked the last ounce of come from the stallion. Even then she continued whimpering and jerking her hips up into his flanks as though she hoped to tease a final burst of come from his tired balls. But she had done her work too well – Ace had finished his fucking for the day and not even Doreen's frantic, abandoned efforts could bring him back to another spurt of orgasmic life.

The women staggered away from the animals in a state of near-shock. They had been fucked almost senseless and neither had any feeling left in her pussy or clitoris. Eileen sagged against the fence, struggling to keep her wet pussy off the dusty floor of the corral and Doreen propped herself up beside her. Together they panted and sighed as the effects of the tumultuous lovemaking slowly wore off. When they had recovered enough to look at each other they read the satisfaction on each other's faces and smiled weakly.

"That ought to be enough to last me an hour or two!" Doreen muttered, giving a wry smile at the thought of another fucking session with either of the lusty brutes. "Oooohh, what a prick that horse has!"

They dried their pussies and began dressing. Eileen unfastened the rope which had snubbed Ace's nose down to the thick post and unhobbled him; he staggered away weakly when his feet were freed. She led Jackson over to the waiting gelding, who had watched the entire proceedings with a eunuch's interest. She explained to Doreen that if she waited any longer to move back to the ranch's headquarters she would probably not he able to move at all. Doreen said that she was also near total physical collapse. Eileen swung up into the saddle and set off at a slow trot. Halfway to the ranch house she looked back and saw a spiral of dust rising behind her and within a few minutes Doreen bumped past in the pickup. Eileen barely had enough strength to turn Jackson into his corral and to unsaddle her gelding. After that she tottered into her bathroom, stripped and collapsed into a tubful of hot, scented bath water where she remained for nearly an hour.

Doreen came by later that afternoon for a drink. Naps had refreshed both and they compared notes on their experiences with the animals. They agreed that Ace's climax was perhaps a trifle stronger than Jackson's but also agreed that both beasts were superb cunt pokers. They were on the verge of getting a cold supper when the telephone rang. Eileen went into her office to answer it; when she emerged, her face was chalk-white and she looked dazed.

"That was Jack," she whispered. "My son! He's in Salt Lake City and wants me to drive in and pick him up!"