Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2 - Sex Stories

Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2

... much trouble to light a fire to boil the water at midday, so she’d leave that till tonight. Div suggested that he could provide a cup of boiling water, if that would suffice, and had Joyce fill two cups with water, then put ground coffee from the storage jar into one of them. As he’d done this morning, Div deployed a sleeve round both index fingers, and she placed one finger in each cup, the slender strand reached between them and the plain water turned to solid ice. The coffee cup, however, was soon boiling, steaming the aroma through the house, thanks to the marvels of physics and someone who knew how to apply them. It was a delicious drink, refreshing after so much water, and she relaxed at the kitchen table as she considered how this land could provide everything she needed. With her hunger satisfied, Joyce took a more detailed look round the house than she had yesterday, checking all of the storage jars in an inventory that had very little missing from the necessities of life. There were no imported goods of course; almost everything had come from the farm, or surrounding forest, and no fresh food except what she’d harvested yesterday. When Helen left the farm, she had closed it up very efficiently, and Joyce wondered if this was part of the farm routine when taking long vacations, such as visiting with distant family. At the end of one shelf, propped up against the side of the cupboard, was a notebook, full of hand written recipes for all the food a family would want ...

... both everyday things like bread and biscuits, as well as special foods like Wedding Cake, and Thanksgiving Sweet Mincemeat Tart. Joyce hadn’t baked since High School Home Ed lessons, which produced an only just edible cake, yet filled her with a sense of pride that she had created it herself. The smell of fresh coffee reminded her of Mom’s kitchen, and she wanted to involve herself in the feeling of this long standing home, starting at the beginning with a simple quick biscuit recipe. There was a jar of flour, one of fine sugar, and a jar of dried fruits, but no milk, and no fat, which she had assumed meant butter. It was the back to basics scenario. How many things do you have to make before you have the tool you really want. Butter came from milk, which was one of the missing fresh foods, and she needed some of that as well. So she would have to milk the cow, which would need a calf to be suckling, then churn the butter. “These are not going to be QUICK biscuits”, she said to herself. Div provided some help, by pointing out that there were several blocks of solidified fat stored with the cheeses, produced by rendering animal products. There was also a metal bucket in another cupboard, which had been used in the milking process, and a second, taller milk container with a lid that had been used for milk storage. Joyce was really enjoying the pioneer life, and she wanted to get into the part, so she changed into Helen’s silk undies, her work dress, and an apron from the rack ...