Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: Joe S. Theragman Title: Upheaval - part one Part: one Summary: Robert is in preparation for the day that the nation falls into total chaos when he meets 18 year old Casie. Keywords: Mf... eventually to be Mf, Mfggg, incest, cons, first, pedo... and more. Prelude. It's my full intention that this particular tale become a full novel. Though it will qualify as a work of erotic fiction, the story itself will not rely on erotica completely. This, hopefully, will evolve into a story of adventure, survival, and human triumph over deadly circumstances. Because I am by no means an accomplished writer and the nature of this tale, I have no illusions of it ever being published by anyone other than me. A word of warning. There will be depictions of explicit sex in this work of fiction. Much of that will involve sexual situations between adults but also, there will be quite a lot of sexual discovery going on that involves both adults and children...you have been forewarned. Feel free to send feedback to: joe.theragman@yahoo.com or you can find me on Facebook at: http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100003136819226 Part two is here: /files/Authors/Joe_S._Theragman/upheaval_part_2.txt Part three is here: /files/Authors/Joe_S._Theragman/upheaval_part_3.txt Part four is here: /files/Authors/Joe_S._Theragman/upheaval_part_4.txt Upheaval! Robert Timson spent a good amount of time keeping track of current news, both on television and over the various internet news sites and social networking sites. It could be said that he was obsessive. He knew that there was a real danger of the nation sinking into serious civil unrest. In fact he thought it more likely than not. Robert, Bob to his friends, also thought it highly likely that the political party currently holding power would capitalize on the unrest in order to make their power almost absolute. The signs of preparation to do just that, had begun even when the other major political party was in power. Robert had absolutely no trust for either of the two political parties at all. None of these worries were recent. Robert had been seeing the signs for well over a year and had been preparing for the day when he might have to drop everything and, quite literally, head for the hills. He had a plan, he had supplies....mostly, and he could survive. That didn't stop him from continuing his efforts. About once a month, he would go camping for the sole purpose of finding locations where he could camp. These places had to be remote, barely accessible by his Bronco towing a small trailer, with water and natural fuel supplies for fires as needed. So far, he had found three such places and at each one, he had hidden away a year's worth of food, seeds, and 20 gallons of gasoline. More places needed to be found. Robert had trimmed his living expenses to the bone. He lived in a one bedroom apartment with a low enough rent. No cable service but he did have cell phone service and used that same company to provide wireless internet access. All of his 'extra' money, he poured into preparation. His 20 year old Bronco was as good as new. He had replaced the engine, rebuilt the transmission and transfer case, and the entire drive line and suspension was new. At least he had reliable transportation for as long as possible. Other preparations Robert had made ran to the area of hunting and self defense. For that, he had avoided the pitfalls of firearms but had gone into the world of high pressure air. He had 4 rifles that used charges of up to 3,000 PSI of air to propel lead pellets or bullets, depending on the rifle's caliber. One of the air rifles was a .22 caliber single shot. Good enough for rabbit. Two others were .25 caliber repeating bolt action rifles with shrouded barrels. Very quiet and deadly enough to a range of 75 yards, farther with a well placed shot. The last was a .357, Korean made, single shot rifle. This one could take deer or antelope sized game with little worry. There were still other rifles he might get but the current need was for a large supply of lead pellets and bullets along with a couple of more pumps to charge them with air. On this particular day, in mid November, Robert was working on an electrical supply system. He had batteries already placed on the tongue of his trailer and was now routing wiring for solar panels that would attach to the top of that trailer. His dog, simply named, The Mutt, was laying a short distance away on a long lead as he worked. "That looks interesting, what's it gonna be?" Robert looked for the source of the question and found his upstairs neighbor close by lavishing her attention on The Mutt. She was really just a girl, couldn't be much more than 18. She was certainly a pretty girl. Very slender but by no means skinny. Robert really liked her long, wavy, brunette hair. When he had first seen her a few weeks ago, Robert had thought she was only 12 or 13, especially since she didn't seem to be quite 5' tall, until he noticed that she lived in the one bedroom apartment above him all by herself. He had no clue how she made a living but she seemed to have money. The girl had two vehicles, one a Suzuki Samurai and the other, a new Ford Mustang. "Well, if The Mutt hasn't led me astray, it should end up being an nice little rechargeable power source." Robert told the girl. She walked around looking at Robert's installation while The Mutt tagged along begging for more attention. "Hmmmm...for camping and stuff? What all do you take? Television and refrigerator and stuff like that? You got a whole lot of big batteries!" "Yeah, for camping I guess. I don't take a television or refrigerator or anything like that. Maybe a radio or two but I have other things that need electricity and I do like knowing that I have plenty to power what ever I need." Robert told the girl as he pushed a fish tape through a hole in the trailer. She watched, and petted The Mutt while he fished a few feet of wire through a short conduit. When Robert stood back to change tasks, she asked, "What's his name?" Robert looked at the girl, then at The Mutt and replied, "His name is just, The Mutt." The girl giggled and said, "That's not fair! He's a big, beautiful, German Shepard dog! You should name him something dignified, like, 'King'!" Robert took in the scene, The Mutt was on his back, legs in the air, mouth open with tongue hanging out, enjoying a belly rub, and broke up laughing. "Dignified huh? Yeah, that's certainly the stately display of majesty and decorum of a 'King' I'm sure!" Trying to look serious, despite a case of the giggles, she said, "I'm sure even the most uptight king likes a good belly rub!" Robert just chuckled then, picking up a package of connectors, turned back to the ends of wire. As he trimmed insulation, the girl came to stand beside him and said, "I've actually been wanting to meet you. I'm Casie." she stuck out a delicate little hand. Putting down his pliers and the connectors, Robert smiled and shook the girl's hand with a firm enough but gentle grip. "Casie, it's good to meet my neighbors, I'm Robert, Bob to my friends. You already met, The Mutt." "Poor doggie! Well, Bob, I've been here almost two months, seen you around a lot and always wanted to get to know you so, how about you, and The Mutt, come up about 5 for some dinner?" Casie asked. "Oh, Casie, that's really nice and all but ... Oh why not! I can leave The Mutt at home though. He can get along for an hour or so." Robert replied. "I'll be looking for you but leaving The Mutt at home is just plain silly! I've noticed how he goes almost everywhere with you. Bring him along!" Robert laughed and said, "OK, you asked for it. We'll both be there but don't go to any special trouble, OK?" Casie said, "No trouble at all" and, after giving The Mutt a bit more attention, skipped off on her way. Looking down at his dog, Robert asked, "Well, Mutt, looks like you made an impression. Wonder what the hell she sees in me though?" then resumed his work. By 4 o'clock, Robert had completed most of the electrical system and put away all the tools and materials. He and The Mutt started getting ready for the upcoming dinner in Casie's apartment. The first order of business for Robert was a through cleaning of The Mutt. After a bit of disagreement on the part of The Mutt, who felt his current state of cleanliness most adequate, Robert succeed in giving the dog a good scrubbing and brushing. By 4:30, Robert was in the shower for himself and by 4:55, he and The Mutt were knocking on Casie's door. The door opened and Casie stood there smiling. "Hi! Wow! I was afraid you would chicken out. Hiya Mutt!" she stood aside and ushered Robert and The Mutt inside. "Bob, you can let The Mutt off the leash. I bet he's a great apartment doggie!" The Mutt had his nose in the air which meant to Robert that the dog had caught the same scent of pot roast and fixings as he had, "OK but I better keep a close eye on him. He smells that delicious meal already!" As soon as the leash clip was released, The Mutt started for the kitchen area. Robert issued a stern command, pointed to a spot on the floor near the living room couch and said, "Lay down Mutt!" The Mutt looked to his master, then at his master's hand, and lay down on the indicated spot with only a groan of protest. "Well, that was certainly different. He laid right down where you pointed like a very good dog." Casie observed. She then led Robert to the couch then went to the kitchen area and returned with a glass that she handed to him. "Sparkling cider, closest thing I can get to wine for a couple of years. I'll be right back, I just need to check the roast. It should be just about ready." Robert watched the girl walk away and then, made sure The Mutt was still in the right spot. Casie was wearing a very nice flower print dress. It was a simple dress. The neckline was maybe a little low, the skirt maybe a little short and it fit the girl a little loosely but some how, it seemed to work. With the skirt of the dress only coming to just above mid-thigh on her, Robert was able to see that she had very nicely shaped legs like you might expect of a ballerina and small, bare, feet. Robert took a look around the living room. There were a couple of nice, but inexpensive, shelf units holding books and some figurines and a small stereo unit and speakers. On the walls, were four large prints of landscape photographs, two of which looked like a couple of photographs he had taken a few years past and posted on the internet. Robert wondered if they were indeed those but decided not to ask. Casie came back from the kitchen and stopped first at where The Mutt still lay. She casually bent straight over from the waist to pet the dog. "Oh you're such a good boy!" As Casie bent forward, and Robert watched, the front of her dress sagged quite a bit. Robert looked away but not before seeing, quite plainly, that Casie was not wearing anything under the top of her dress and that her breasts were every much just well formed, small, mounds with tiny aureola and nipples. Robert felt his face color from the guilty knowledge that he had seen Casie's breasts without her express consent, or even her knowledge. Casie straightened up then came to the couch and plopped herself down, sort of near the center. "Roast looks great! It should be done in about 10 minutes. So, what do you think of my little bachelorette pad?" "Oh, it looks good. Very tasteful and simple. I don't see much of the 'girly' decorating that I might assume a young lady would have around though." Robert told her. Casie giggled and said, "I've never been much of a 'girly' kind of girl! I was much more into climbing trees and finding critters than dolls and playing house! Did you recognize a couple of the photos on the wall?" "Well, now that you mention it, that one there looks like the Sage Valley on a foggy day and that one over there looks an awful lot like Campbell creek." John said "Yeah, you took good pictures with those. I especially love that Sage Valley one! The fog makes it look so surreal. Do you camp a lot Bob?" Casie was smiling and lay her hand on Robert's arm as she said it. Grateful for the diversion, John told Casie of his camping and she related her own love of the wild that she grew up with. She went one more time to check the progress of the roast and again on the way back, lavished attention on The Mutt. "It's ready! Come sit at the table and I'll bring it all out." Casie said with a wide smile. Robert offered to help and was told to let her do it. Casie wanted to serve dinner herself, thank you very much. Robert moved to the little, round, dinette style table after reenforcing the command for, The Mutt, to stay put. Casie turned out to be a very good cook and excellent little hostess. The pot roast was done to perfection and nicely spiced. Vegetables consisted of potatoes and carrots that had cooked alongside the roast. There were fresh dinner rolls and lots of butter to go with them and even some gravy made of the drippings of the roast. Robert ate large portions and when he was done, accepted the offer of more from Casie until he had no choice but to declare that he could not eat more. As they had enjoyed the meal, Casie once again exclaimed that she was impressed with how well behaved The Mutt was. Robert gave her a look and said "You might want to see where he is right now before you go on about what a good doggie he is." Casie looked over to where The Mutt was supposed to be but found that he was now only about 4 feet from the table, still lying down but much closer than before. "Well, I never saw him get up! How did he get there?" "The Mutt, is a sneak! He has this little thing where he stretches out really long and yawns then when he relaxes, he's magically 6 inches away from where he started. He's been doing the 'stretch and yawn' thing the whole time we've been eating. I'll send his doggie butt back." Robert started to issue the command, but only got to say "Mutt!" before Casie interrupted, "Oh Bob! I was gonna give him some scraps anyway. Come here Mutt." The Mutt hopped right to his feet and very happily came to the table. Casie turned her chair a bit and took a scrap of roast then let the huge dog very daintily take the scrap from her fingers. Robert watched in amusement as Casie fed tiny scrap, after tiny scrap, to the grateful dog. Robert offered to help clean up and was rebuffed, "Oh, I'll do all that later. Let's go watch a movie on the tube!" Casie refilled their glasses of sparkling cider and led Robert to the couch. She turned on the television and had soon selected an 'action adventure' movie, set in the Alaskan wilderness. The movie quickly proved to be a very 'low budget' affair. Not only in the acting quality but also very obviously lacking in the 'consultant' department. Supposedly, a group of young men and women were being guided on a very casual nature adventure for a week. The guide was, supposedly, a very experienced and well renowned guide. "So, Bob, would you cross a river like that an hour before sunset in Alaska?" "Not me! Not unless I was being chased and didn't have any other path open to me that is. Them kids are gonna freeze before they can get a fire started!" Robert replied. A few minutes later, Robert was commenting on the quality of the tents being used, "I didn't see any pack horses. Wonder how they fit those huge outfitter's cabin tents in those little packs?" The campfire brought a derisive comment from Casie, "I never needed, or wanted, a 5 foot wide fire with flames shooting up 20 feet. Guess that water in the river was starting to freeze huh?" Robert and Casie spent their time very happily tearing apart the movie. In the process, they also seemed to be determining how well each one understood basic outdoorsmanship. Neither one heard anything from the other that was disagreeable or just plain wrong concerning life in a wilderness. As Robert made his good-byes after the movie, Casie escorted him to the door, "It's been a blast Bob! Come on by anytime! You'll probably know when I'm home. If you knock, don't give up if I haven't made it to the door right away, it just means I'm looking for something to put on." Robert returned a similar invitation to Casie and left the girl's apartment in a better frame of mind than he had been in for quite some time. When he got home, Robert took a few packages of sliced beef, that had been marinating all day, out of the refrigerator. This, he carefully arranged onto racks for the three dehydrators he had set up in one corner of the apartment 'dinning room' area. After setting the air temperature, Robert and The Mutt went to bed. After closing the door when Robert left, Casie stripped her dress off over her head and reviewed how the evening had gone and thought it had gone pretty well. Casie had always been attracted to older men. She liked the fact that they had seen and done so many things. She also liked that most had managed to live long enough to form solid opinions based on historical fact and their way of life reflected those experiences. They were solid. They mostly had learned how to treat others with dignity and respect. The only question Casie was trying to determine is whether her own way of living would be acceptable to Robert, or his way of life would be acceptable to her. She had seen Robert the first time shortly after moving in to her apartment. It was at the mailboxes and he had seemed to be easy going and friendly then. After that, she had seen him often, working on his Bronco or his trailer, both of which seemed to disappear for several days at a time once or twice a month. Robert's only friend seemed to be his big dog who was almost always be nearby. Casie had purposely staged a couple of things in her efforts to gauge Robert's reactions. The dress, too short with a loose bodice that was cut a bit too low, was her first thing staged. His initial reaction was really a 'non-reaction' as he seemed to take it in stride, though she did notice that he took a good long look. The next item she had staged was bending over from the waist to pet The Mutt. Casie was fully aware of how long Robert had looked, the color of blush infusing his face, and that he looked away but tried to act as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. Their interaction during the movie was enlightening too. She already knew that Robert loved the Nevada wilderness from his infrequent blog posts detailing this camping trip or the other and the photos he posted for public consumption. Her last subtle test was her casual mention that she might need time to 'put something on' should Robert come calling in the future. That statement had also been very much true. Having grown up only wearing a stitch of clothing when it was needed, Casie was most often nude in her apartment. That was another aspect of her personal life style she was unwilling to abandon. If she and Robert were to be anything more than the most casual of friends, he would have to be accepting of that fact at the very least. Casie went to bed, after cleaning up her kitchen, determined to spend some more time with Robert the next day. Robert too reviewed his dinner with Casie. She seemed to be a very open, carefree, young woman. Her mannerisms were very much unguarded, as she seemed to have demonstrated while petting The Mutt, unworried that anyone might be able to see down the top of her dress. Robert mused that perhaps she had simply been unaware as he drifted off to sleep. It was just after 9AM when Robert finally got slowly out of bed. He was still tired and sleepy because his sleep had been disturbed by dreams he could not remember. Padding into the kitchen, he put a pot of coffee on to brew then went to check his dehydrators. Quite a lot of the beef was ready for packaging. Robert decided that he would work on vacuum packing the beef that was ready. That would allow the day to warm up a bit before he bothered to put some clothes on and go back to working on his trailer. With night time temperatures dropping into the low 20's, it would be noon before temps would rise to the middle 40's. The Mutt settled in a few feet away to watch, and catch the occasional scrap that 'just happened' to hit the floor. Robert had just started sealing another package of dried beef when there was a rhythmic knock at the door. He waited for the machine to finish the sealing process, set the package in the stack of others he already had finished then sauntered to the door. Right behind The Mutt. Looking through the peep hole, he saw Casie standing outside, wearing just a skimpy summer type dress. She appeared cold as she was hugging herself, hoping from foot to foot. "Just a sec!" Robert yelled through the door. Casie's reply was predictable "Hurry up! It's freezing out here!" Robert threw on the pants and shirt he had taken off the night before and, snagging the blanket off the bed, went to open the door. Casie rushed right in and, as she slipped off the flip-flops she had worn, Robert hung his blanket around her shoulders and The Mutt begged for attention. "Just a minor news item Casie, it's winter and most folks tend to put just a bit more clothing on when they go outside this time of year." Robert said with a smirk. After scrubbing The Mutt's head, Casie plopped onto the couch and, with a little grin, said, "I was just coming down here. Anyway, I figured it was such a short walk from my place down the stairs, I just tossed on a dress and came on down. I didn't figure you would let me freeze while you took your sweet time getting the door open. What smells so good? You cooking something?" Robert chuckled and said, "You're not the only one who might need some time to put something on! That smell is marinated beef, drying in my dehydrators. I was packaging the slices that were ready when you knocked." "Christ! Next time worry more about the girl freezing on your doorstep than the darn clothes huh? Hey, you making jerky? I love jerky! You wouldn't happen to have some hot coffee or something would ya?" Casie said as she petted The Mutt who had planted himself in front of her. Robert told the girl to sit tight and get warm as he went to the kitchen and got both of them a cup of coffee. On the way back, he also grabbed a couple of strips of the dried beef. Casie gratefully took the coffee and set the blanket aside as she took a strip of beef. They sat in silence for a few minutes as Casie sipped her coffee and nibbled the beef while looking around Robert's apartment. Pointing to the rack on the wall, Casie asked, "That's a funny looking gun, what kind is it?" "That, is a .25 caliber air rifle. Pretty good for basic small game hunting. It'll take a coyote in a pinch too." Robert told her. Screwing up her face a bit, Casie asked, "You hunt coyote with a BB gun?" That began a discussion of modern air rifles. As Robert described his various air arms, Casie asked to take a closer look so, one by one, he brought them out to explain them in detail. As Robert put away the last of his air rifles, Casie said, "You're a strange dude Bob! Most guys would just go out and buy some semi-auto center fire rifle but, you decide that it's better in the long run to have these, less powerful and more difficult to use, things....that doesn't mean I don't understand your reasoning but you have to admit, it's not the common thing to do." Robert came back in and sat on the couch with Casie and said, "You're right. I have to practice a lot to stay accurate with them. I have to ensure I have a method of charging them with air. And, they do have some limitations because of their lack of power but, nobody in government knows I have them and as long as I have suitably sized lead, I'm good to go!" Casie smiled and said, "Hey, I interrupted what you were doing with your jerky. It's darn good by the way. How about we talk about hunting and camping while I help you catch up on it." For the next hour, Robert and Casie worked side by side on packaging his dried beef. The conversation seemed to flow easily. When they sealed up the last of the beef, Casie said she needed to get back to her apartment and, after giving The Mutt some more petting, left saying, "Drop by soon Bob". For the rest of that week, the two of them visited often. Sometimes Robert would go up to Casie's apartment, sometimes she would come to his. It was almost a daily thing. The following week, Robert had to work so they saw little of each other. It was on Wednesday of the next week that Robert had off when things took a large shift in their friendship. Robert and The Mutt, had been out doing some target practice and rabbit hunting. Robert had found a stone arrow head lying on the ground in a small ravine and thought Casie might like it so, instead of first going to his own apartment, Robert and The Mutt went straight to Casie's place. Robert had knocked, waited a few seconds and then knocked again on Casie's door. The door opened and he heard Casie say, "Come on in guys! Hurry, that air's cold!" Robert allowed The Mutt to enter first then came in and immediately noticed that, Casie was nude, her whole body was wet, and there was shampoo suds in her hair. Without missing a beat, Casie said, "I was just in the shower. You go make yourself at home. Coffee is fresh I think. I'll be out in a few minutes." Then she gave The Mutt some more petting and casually walked back into the bathroom and on into the shower, giving Robert a smile as she closed the shower curtain. Robert had been rooted to one spot as he took in the sight of Casie's nude body. She made no attempt to cover or hide anything and Robert quite plainly saw what he would assume would be the normal body of a preteen just entering puberty. Of course Robert was actually fairly familiar with Casie's very small breasts since she never seemed to take any precautions when bending to keep Robert from seeing down her dress but, now, he saw that there was no hair at all in her pubic area and there was just a hint of pale labia showing between the two halves of a very smooth vulva. It wasn't until Casie was in the shower, and her shower curtain closed, that Robert was able to tear his eyes away from the bathroom. Shaking his head, and wondering how he should act, Robert helped himself to coffee and settled on Casie's couch. Robert decided that his best course of action would be to simply act as if Casie's nudity were the most common and normal thing in the world...just act the same as he would if she had been fully dressed...pay it no mind at all. Once back in the shower, with the curtain closed, Casie stood under the spray and wondered if she had gone much too far, much too fast. She listened intently to the sounds in her apartment half thinking she would hear the front door open and shut as Robert fled. Instead, she heard the rattle of coffee cups and smiled as she finished up her shower. Robert was just siting on the couch thinking and turning his empty coffee cup in his hands when Casie came walking in, a towel wrapped around her hair, smiling as she dried herself off. As much as he thought he should, Robert was unable to tear his eyes away from the, still very nude, young woman. "Darn it Bob! It's as if you never seen a naked girl before! Am I gonna have to throw a dress on just so you can function again?" Casie said with a laugh. That was enough to prod Robert into speaking, "Ah, no! No. Not unless you want to Casie. I mean, I certainly don't want to make you uncomfortable. Especially in your own home. I'm just not used to it, that's all." "I don't really want to make you uncomfortable either Bob. Not really. And, I can easily put something on! I guess it's kind of cruel of me to just come parading out here like this." Though she said that, Casie continued to casually dry herself while talking. Robert came to a decision, "Casie, I don't want you to put anything on. You're absolutely beautiful with or without clothing but I have to say, it's going to be difficult for me not to stare. And I'm afraid that could make you self-conscious so, please, look to your own state of mind. Eventually, I'll get used to seeing you nude and perhaps I won't stare so much." "Well, good! You stare all you want Bob! I really don't mind a bit and since I actually grew up mostly naked, I would be a lot more comfortable staying just like this." Casie said as she settled onto the couch, sitting sideways and cross legged facing Robert. The Mutt came up to Casie for his normal petting as Casie went on, "Just in case you're wondering, I really am 18 years old and I'm fully aware that I look like I'm 11. It's a genetic thing. I inherited it from my momma. Until she and Daddy decided they wanted kids, she looked the same. She had to get hormone treatments in order to mature enough to get pregnant and I was the result. She vowed to never go through it again. So, on the ranch, I grew up as an only child running around totally naked whenever the weather permitted and there weren't visitors around." Robert tried to digest this new revelation, "So, it's some sort of arrested development? I mean, it kind of looks like you began puberty but just didn't complete it." Casie put a palm onto each breast and said, "Yeah, kinda. I felt each side of my chest getting softer as they started to fill in but this is as far as they got. Never grew any extra hair...no pubes or underarm hair...no need for razors. I've never had a menstrual cycle either. No muss, no fuss." Casie got up and went to her bathroom returning with out the towel around her hair and began to brush as Robert continued to ask questions about her growing up and life before Reno. Casie revealed that she grew up on a ranch consisting of four full sections of land, just over 2,500 acres. It was property that her father had in his family since before Nevada was a state. "It was a good ranch. Oh, I still own the land but the house and all the buildings burned in the wildfire that claimed Momma and Daddy. I was at school when the fire came through, driven by a massive wind storm. I miss them a lot and I miss the ranch but, now, it's just me and I don't want to be all alone, way out there, with just cattle and horses for company." Casie explained, looking very sad. Maybe it was a reflex action but when Robert saw the sadness in Casie's face, he held out his arms and she came to him to be held. They stayed like that, Robert holding the naked girl, comfortingly wrapped in his arms, for a good hour. Neither one talking but simply being, until Robert said he needed to go. Casie was all smiles as she let Robert and The Mutt out the door. "I'll visit soon Bob!" she said as she kissed his cheek before Robert left. Thus began a new phase of their relationship. Part two is here: /files/Authors/Joe_S._Theragman/upheaval_part_2.txt Part three is here: /files/Authors/Joe_S._Theragman/upheaval_part_3.txt Part four is here: /files/Authors/Joe_S._Theragman/upheaval_part_4.txt