Back to the farm.

Kira, her father and Ralph finally met up with Ralph’s people. They loaded up what they had salvaged into a large truck and started the trip back up North.

They traveled on secondary roads that were in better condition, and stopped a few times on the way back home for the night.

They stopped in Leeds, Edinburgh and Aberdeen, before finally dropping the truck off at Ralph’s small shipyard in Wick. He had been busy of late, and had bought another shipyard in Aberdeen. It seemed business was doing well.

They had another work truck at the shipyard ready to drive them home, and they didn’t delay, loading up what John could use for salvage for a new lab.

Once they got home to the farm, things were subdued for a while, for weeks.

Kira still provided milk for all three, as her supply had to be maintained, but the sex slowed down a lot. She slept with her dad every night, but they did not have sex very often. Over a couple of weeks they got back into having sex, as they had a powerful need to be with each other in that way.

But now that need also existed between Kira and Ralph as well. About once a week when her dad was in the lab or out in the field working, she went to the old sailor and shared his bed.

At this point it was fulfilling a physical need more than anything erotic, and it took some time to work past how down everyone was.

Seeing their home burned to ash, and knowing they might have perished was sobering. John laid awake at night sometimes wondering if they would even die, given how fast they healed.

They might have just suffered and then healed and lived. It was a nightmarish thought for him.

It weighed heavily on all three of them.

Kira still traveled into town with Ralph, and she went with him when he visited his new yard in Aberdeen, and when they traveled they still had sex. Over the weeks and months that passed it slowly became more romantic again. And Ralph kept looking better than before. He continued to improve physically.

His back had straightened, but he was taller than he remembered being before. He gradually lost the extra weight he carried. While he did not look like John, a chiseled Greek god of a man, he was getting a lot more fit and he started to look a lot better.

The color was back in his hair, for the most part, and his teeth were improving after a lifetime of neglect. Not to mention he noticed that his cock looked bigger. This magic the two young people carried was some powerful stuff, he thought.

One day when he visited Wick, one of his older employees pulled him aside and shared some news. Ralph had business in France now, carrying freight across the channel, and he made a point to have his men ask around.

He even paid them to visit Paris when work permitted, trying to find out more about John and Kira’s daughter. He wanted to know if they were all in danger.

Most of the time his men could not get people to say anything about the rumored sex house. The place where orgies and all manner of sexual perversion took place.

And when they finally got and address on it, two of them had tried to visit , and they were turned away. Longshoreman and fisherman needed not apply.

This time however there was news, and his longtime employee pulled him aside to give it to him privately.

It seemed that people were no longer willing to talk about the house in question at all. People would now walk away from them when asking about it.

Then when they visited it in person, it was abandoned and vandalized. Windows were broken, and it had graffiti on the outside.

Various phrases were painted in French and other languages. Whore, slut, lesbian, and other words were written. Angry phrases attacking homosexuals were written as well. There were notifications from the French state police not to enter, as it was a crime scene.

They eventually found out that there had been a raid, and all the police had managed to catch were various whores and the elite socialites who were attending when the police arrived.

Little was known about the people who ran it, but two very large twins were talked about, and a beautiful young woman named mistress Amber was spoken of.

There was a lot of talk about her beauty, in almost mythical terms, but to this point they had not been found. Nobody at this point knew where they had run to.

After hearing of this, John gave Ralph a lot of money to pay an investigator to look into it as deeply as he could. They also decided to keep Kira with her dad at the farm for a while, to avoid notice from anyone who would think she was actually Amber.

Now that they knew Amber was a wanted fugitive, things got a little more dicey for them, at least in public.

The next week Ralph made plans to go back to London, but he went back without Kira, just taking one of his guys with them. They would be armed of course, as the days of England being without guns had long passed, and they were wary.

John was very careful with Ralph, “you can see I am different right? You can see a light bit of a glow?” John said, “It changes with my mood, it is probably still getting stronger, we can see it in you as well. And our family can see it. Be careful.”

Ralph did not understand at first.

“If you see someone like us, if you see this energy, leave. Leave as quickly as you can Ralph.” John continued, “we have to be careful. I hope we can reconnect one day, but on our own terms.”

Before Ralph left, he stocked up on Kira‘s milk for the trip, and he fucked her several days in a row to build up strength. Then he left them behind to go on a long trip.

The trip was uneventful, and when they got to London Ralph sent his man to purchase the supplies they needed as he headed into the heart of London to find an investigator. His men had some contacts for him, people he could trust.

He was gone for two weeks, while he was away Kira and her dad reconnected sexually. They had finally moved past their melancholy after the trip to Norway, and they got back into what the two of them loved most. Each other.

They worked the fields in the farm together, and she helped her dad finish getting the lab in working order. They now had enough solar to power some equipment, but it was going to take some work to get it all going. They needed more panels.

When they were on breaks, and when they were in bed, they fucked, and they fucked a lot. They threw themselves at each other sexually, and it was brilliant. It had felt like a long time for them since they had felt this connection, it had been missed.

John got his fill of his daughters breast milk from the source every day, sucking her breasts as they fucked, and Kira had reacquired the taste for her dad’s cum.

They had not done that in a while, having her dad cum in her mouth, as she had instead enjoyed him finishing inside of her.

The had been just having sex as a matter of physical maintenance, and she now remembered how much she loved her dad’s cum. She considered that she had not even swallowed for Ralph in a while, it was invigorating for her. They had never tested it, but she deduced that there was a health benefit they didn’t understand just yet with ingesting her dad’s cum. Probably Ralph’s as well.

When Ralph made it back, he had a truckload of supplies, along with solar panels, and he shared the news of their trip.

He had located and hired a well regarded investigator, but that wasn’t the news. When he was walking back to his hotel one night from a pub, he had noticed a woman with their energy.

John had more questions then than Ralph had answers, but the old sailor did his best to answer.

Ralph hadn’t waited around, he turned on his heels and went another way, watching to make sure he wasn’t followed.

He had been in the red light district, and the woman had been dressed as a prostitute, and stood on a corner where they worked. And she was taller than Kira was, a good deal taller.

John and Kira talked it over. Their daughter would not likely work the streets herself, she seemed to be fine having other people do that for her. That meant that unless the twins had passed it along, and they doubted that, it was Celeste Ralph had seen.

They had no doubt Amber was somewhere close, pulling the strings. They would wait for word to come from the investigator, but they and Ralph agreed to stay out of London for a while, they all decided to avoid the South of England.

A couple of weeks passed, and their boat was brought to a nearby dock, and it looked great. It no longer looked as old, and looked structurally like a new boat.

It now had a more powerful engine, longer legs, better radar, a more powerful solar array, better desalination, and better appliances.

Rather than applying the epoxy/fiber-composite coating as a outer shell, it had been applied to the stripped superstructure, much stronger panels had been applied, including an outer shell made of a new fiberglass composite, which was both buoyant and very strong. The epoxy/fiber-composite coating was then applied to the outer hull, further strengthening their boat.

This boat was now in really good shape.

It was raised in a boat house they had nearby on a waterway, and was made ready to drop and go without much delay.

Two weeks later the investigator made his way to Ralph’s place in Aberdeen, and Ralph met him there as quickly as he could get there.

The older man had some interesting news, he had found out quite a lot.