A Morris Man’s Tale Part 6

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All characters are fictitious, If a character name is used in connection with a side, it’s just co-incidence if that given name belongs in that side. Insofar as song lyrics being included I don’t know the legalities or etiquette involved, I have given the opening few and last few lines if that is all that is needed or the song in full if the text needs it and credit to the author in either case, traditional songs are treated the same but credited as Traditional.

This is a fiction story, not fantasy and while there is a lot of passion and some very erotic action in later parts and in book two if you are looking for raw action then I am sorry but this isn’t the book for you.


Chapter Thirteen
On The Third Day
iv. Evening
Jenny and I settle at the far end of the bench and it doesn’t take us long to get to hold each other and kiss, Jenny’s arms are bare and I stroke her left arm and shoulder with my left arm going behind her; my right hand is in her lap, stroking her thigh, and our kiss is a long slow warm and tender loving lip massage, however, as earlier it doesn’t take long for the passions to rise, our tongues come out to play, we both need this, irrespective of less than perfect breath, we kiss for a couple of minutes at high heat, then withdraw and revert to a lip massage, after a minute we break and just hold each other, I glance towards Chrissie and Darren, they are lost in each other, a gentle slow kiss, I see Darren’s hand start to wander, Chrissie’s elbows are up to the challenge, his progress is stopped, well short of his target. I return my attention to Jenny, she has a little colour left in her cheeks and it could well be time to increase the temperature again, we come together again, soft and gentle, we slowly increase the heat, just enjoying ourselves and each other, and again we withdraw slowly and with regret from both of us, we part and just hold each other. We look into each other’s eyes, we are both a bit misty eyed. Our voices are low, not much more than whispers.

“I love you so much my treasure, and apart from the upsets at the Gordon over our proposal has it been a good day for you?”

“It has been a truly amazing day, I am sorry I spoilt your plans, but Tribal have been brilliant, do you think they will keep their word and not tell tale?”
“I have no idea, but I strongly suspect that Michael can keep them in line far better than Ken can Blackwater; you didn’t spoil my plans, we already knew we would wed it was only the change in the timing, If we don’t get lots of visitors tonight who want to stay and party, we will be ok, half a dozen in a dry awning can’t make much noise. Don’t worry about it. Honestly love, I think we have made it.”

“What did Darren mean when he said he’d be good?”

“I told Darren that Chrissie is very vulnerable that’s why the scream shook her so much, be good, be gentle to her, please Darren. You heard his reply; I hope he keeps his word.”

“I’m going to turn to check on them flower, I got her into this I have to protect her,” Jenny turns and see them both sitting looking towards the river; they are not in contact at all.
“Are you ok Chrissie? Darren?”
“Can we go back to the van please Jenny?”
“Of course Chrissie; flower, Chrissie needs to get back to the van.”

“Ok treasure,” I get to my feet, a pity that, but never mind; I was hoping for at least another ten minutes of kissing cuddling and talking. Chrissie is talking with Jenny; Darren is a few feet away and looking a little crestfallen.

In the campsite Michael has all of tribal standing in the awning of Bill and Maggie’s caravan,
“Ok people, bagman’s notices. Back at Ye arrow, some of us were given privileged information, and in order to reduce the strain of keeping secrets among our female members, I have taken it upon myself to let everyone know the same, side rules apply folks, this does not get told to outsiders until after the parties concerned have left the campsite tomorrow, does anyone here have a problem with this ruling.” An adolescent female pipes up,

“I do, this isn’t a police state; I have and want to keep freedom of speech.”
Michael replies, “Anybody here support Abby’s position?” Her future partner in crime and twin sister, Becky, states, “I do; anybody else with me?” Silence reigns in the awning, after a few seconds, Michael continues
“Julie, could you take the young ladies for a walk around the track? If you could explain the concept of pack loyalty while you are out there I would be well pleased. Thanks love.” Once the twins and Julie have had time to get a few yards away Michael continues.

“Ok folks, I want no cheering during or after the news, as those of you who know him may have seen down town, Frank has a new girlfriend, Jenny, she is so new she sparkles and so clean she squeaks. They are to be married before Lynda’s ale and Jenny has requested that day two, the sixth, be her and Frank’s Morris reception. As this is a change of plan we need a vote. Those in favour raise your hands,,,,,,,,, Any against,,,,,. Carried unanimously thanks people, remember not a word to the twins. In order to help Frank and Jenny have a peaceful evening I would like to extend an invitation to all three of them to our barbeque also since Frank only bought food for himself for the weekend and although Jenny ordered a restock via her mobile yesterday, Chrissie, Jenny’s friend has now joined them, and Darrel has joined up with Chrissie? Any objections?…. Didn’t think there would be; thank you everyone. Bagman’s Notices closed.


On the Athletics track Julie and the twins are taking a slow walk around the field, predictably Abby opens her mouth first.

“Why were we kicked out? It isn’t fair, we have a right to know what is going on around us.”
“Sorry to disillusion you Abby but you have no right to know other people’s private information or secrets. How would you feel if Becky told mum and dad about your walks round the field and into the woods with Graham? We trust Graham completely, if we didn’t trust him you would not have been permitted out of our sight but instead hauled back here and been home within the hour, We wouldn’t tell why, we would just say to your parents that we have problems trusting your behaviour, and we didn’t want it to reflect badly on the side, with all the child protection laws nowadays you would be powerless to do anything about it. That is what Michael meant by pack loyalty, stay, play and hunt with, feed and help fellow pack members. The pack member you groom today might be the one who pulls you out of the mire tomorrow.”
“You both have missed out on some privileged information that will be public knowledge tomorrow. Michael will have told everyone not to pass on what they have been told; they will just bask in the warmth and loyalty of the pack. I hope you enjoy being outside the main pack for a while, all will be forgiven tomorrow. Now come here both of you and feel just a little pack warmth, Julie puts an arm around each and they continue the lap.


“Treasure, wave bye, bye, to the Medway, we won’t be walking down here till next year, we put our arms round each other and wave with our free arms, some people on the bowling green wave back, a couple of them yell ‘bye’, Jenny and I shout ‘see you next year’ as we walk up the hill towards the U.C.A. to my surprise I see that Chrissie and Darren ahead of us are arm in arm, I thought they had had a falling out,

“Is Chrissie ok love? When I saw that they weren’t touching and I assumed Darren had pushed the pace too much.”

“She is desperate for a toilet, she was caught out by the speed we left the pub, otherwise she would have asked for directions there.”

“We walked practically past the toilets coming back, we could have stopped at the Gordon or The Eagle, still we don’t have to go all the way to the van, there are mobile toilets at the school, we need to catch them up to redirect them, if she is that desperate we could form a screen round her on the other side of the hedge.” We pick up the pace slightly and catch up with them just before the gate in the fence and hedge that separates U.C.A. from the field.

“How urgent is it big sis? Can you make it back? If you can’t we can screen you over there.” Nodding to a gateway set back into a wooded area.

“I should make it back ok, I should have asked on the way back but Jenny so worried me with her description of Saturday evening that I didn’t want to delay us, and of course I wasn’t going to leave you two alone on a bench.”
As we leave U.C.A. grounds we take the first gate into the school grounds, “It’s longer this way moans Chrissie.”

“No it isn’t big sis, trust me.” Once we are past the scout tents, I tell big sis, “those big green things are toilet trailers, go for it, girl.” We continue a slow walk towards the toilets, and Jenny asks Darren,

“Were you good to her?”
“I tried to be, I don’t think she will chuck me back just yet.”
“Thanks Darren, Frank said you were a good man.” At this Darren smiled then coloured up a bit.
“Feel better big sis?” Jenny asked as Chrissie came back to us. At Darren’s side she held his hand and looked up to him as she sought his lips for a kiss. “Yes thanks, I didn’t know these were here, I never noticed them when we left this morning.

“That’s because we were following Blackwater, they don’t like hills, preferring to walk round rather than over. Let’s get back to the van, get the kettle on for a brew and finish our cuddle; or should we get Chrissie’s tent up while the kettle is on?”

“We have to prioritise” says Jenny, “Music, then kettle, then give these young lovers some privacy by putting my tent up for them.” Once we are back at our van I ask Jenny to get some music on while I take the bags that Chrissie bought with her out into the awning; I then set the kettle on to boil after filling it.

“Flower, can you remember the details of the song that Andy sang last night, I would like to find it if you have it?”
“Sure treasure, it was The Shout by Show of Hands on Someone Was Calling Disc one.”
“Thank you;” a few seconds later, “found it, what do I do now nothing is coming out” “Put the switch by the radio down to the on position, wait a second or two push the power button on the radio, push mode to select aux, volume is the up and down arrows on the right”
The song comes out of the speakers; I call in from in the awning.

“Can you restart the song and open a couple of windows to let the sound out and up the volume please love?”

“Big sis, Darren, come in and sit down for a couple of minutes, while we wait for the kettle to boil.”
“Frank, can I be my usual nosey self and have a look in your caravan please? I’ve never been in one before, and I would like to know what sort of life you can lead in one.”
“Sure, Jenny love, can you give big sis a tour of our little nest and its facilities.”

“Yes flower, in you come Chrissie, as you can see there isn’t a lot of space in here when the bed is made up. But there is plenty of room to sleep and cuddle, it’s six foot square, the super king duvet looks lost doesn’t it.” Jenny kneels on the bed and switches on the LED strip light above the bed, opens and closes the cupboards on the sides.
“The bar is above the fridge, the wardrobe is behind you, next to that is the wash toilet shower room. Cooker, oven, sink and drainer complete the tour.” The kettle starts to whistle, “I’ll make the brew flower, and then we can start on the tent.” Jenny makes the tea in the mugs, and passes them out into the awning, once Jenny comes out of the van I dive back in for a rummage under the bed for our old chairs, still serviceable but not as comfy as our director’s chairs Chrissie and Darren are currently using. We sit around drinking our tea and chatting about nothing in particular, if Chrissie and Darren got any closer they would be wearing the same clothes, Jenny and I are at least three inches apart at the closest point, hopefully that will change later. When she has finished her tea, Jenny asks me if I can come in the van to help her for a moment, I rise and follow her, she closes the door behind me,

“Help me get out of this dress I don’t want to damage it putting the tent up.” I pull the zip down and Jenny shrugs her shoulders down and forward and the dress slides down her arms and to the floor, she bends and picks it up and my hands go round her waist and lift to cup her breasts; she stretches up and leans back against me, “thank you flower, it’s been such a long ‘hands off’ day that I was beginning to think you didn’t fancy me anymore.” I turn her to me and kiss her, our tongues play again and it starts to get ever so hot in the van, “steady love, we have guests remember.”

“Of course, if you can slip out without giving everyone a peep show I will see you in a minute.” I readjust my clothing to make myself look respectable and exit.
“Jenny will be out in a minute, she is just changing.”
“We heard, you naughty man.” This was from big sis.

“Let them that are without guilt cast the first stone, didn’t I see Darren hands going for a wander making you exercise your elbows, did you keep him at bay all the time.”
“You weren’t supposed to be watching, I was reasonably successful in preventing any untoward entertainment for the bowls club members.” There is a slight flush to Chrissies cheeks that wasn’t there before.

“We weren’t watching, we were just making sure you were safe.” Jenny exits the van and again she looks great, the cream blouse with the coral cardi open over the top to hide her nipples and the short green skirt, I am in great danger of running out of superlatives, absolutely no makeup, she looks so fresh and innocent, I wait for Chrissie’s reaction

“Jenny where did you get that lot from, I thought you had no clothes,”
“I went round the charity shops with Frank, he sorted out a few outfits for me; what do you think of this outfit?”
“I think the skirt’s too short, the blouse is perfect but too transparent, and that orange doesn’t go with the green. Nice try though.” I can’t believe what I’m hearing, is Chrissie trying to ruin Jenny’s confidence.

“What did you think of the green dress then Chrissie?” I ask
“Not a lot really, normal charity shop homemade dress, I suppose.”
“Jenny treasure, do you have a moment I need your help at the front of the van for a minute or three”
“Ok flower.” We leave the van together, and once outside and round the front of the van Jenny comes into my arms and whispers, “Is Chrissie telling the truth, flower, do I look a mess?”

“No my darling, you are stunning, I don’t know why she is being so horrible about your clothes, unless it’s the little green meanies again, who would you believe, me and Blackwater or Chrissie, did any of Tribal pass any derogatory comment? And did you put a wiggle on when you saw yourself in the mirror?
“Thank you my flower, I thought I looked good, you think I look good, but I suspect you might be biased; I agree that it might be the green meanies, it fits with earlier in the Gordon, and fancy calling my green dress homemade!”

“Let’s get her tent up, and then think about some food, do you know its ten hours since I had a decent nibble.” I can see Jenny doing the mental arithmetic and by the flush that comes to her cheeks she has found the correct answer. Hand in hand we go back into the awning, Chrissie and Darren are kissing, he on his knees in front of her, I think they are totally lost in each other.

“What do we need treasure, which bags are tent, to start with?” I ask quietly.
“Two navy sausage bags, and a long skinny navy bag has the hoops and pegs.”
“Got them all, treasure.” I take them all outside, “This is all down to you love, I will ‘obey’, you know what goes where, If we can set the tent so the door is at our awning end and the long axis parallel to the car that should give it the maximum shelter.” Jenny picks up the first bag and tips its contents out, this is the inner, she lays it out and asks me to peg it down in three places on the two longest edges, next she tips out the outer, then the hoops, these go through the outer and terminate on the corners of the inner, the top of the inner, clips into the outer, a hoop over the front and the tent is up, that was quick.

“Thank you flower that was easy wasn’t it? If we can open out the sleeping bag in our van that will give it time to fluff up and also help make sure it’s dry.” We go back into the awning and take the sleeping bag into the van; Jenny takes the sleeping bag out and gives it a good shaking, once it was laid out on the bed to air and fluff up Jenny comes into my arms and we kiss again for a couple of minutes.

“Right treasure, let’s get big sis, moved into her new quarters. Chrissie, it is time to surface, wakey wakey.” Chrissie breaks from Darren, he has got her going, and she is practically panting. Darren looks disappointed, I’m glad that I made them separate though, as I told Jenny, at his age his brain is in the wrong place; and although I haven’t been impressed with Chrissie’s attitude today I would not want to see her hurt, it would help if I knew how experienced she is, I wonder if Jenny knows?

“How much of your stuff do you want in the tent?”
“I’ll take it all thanks, thank you both of you for sorting the tent, I don’t deserve two fully paid up halo wearer’s as friends, Jenny I am sorry I was such a cow about your clothes, it’s was another bout of the little green monsters I’m afraid.”

“I won’t say it didn’t hurt, because it did, but Frank reinforced my own beliefs of how I looked and reminded me of what Blackwater thought yesterday.