Echoes in the Woods by Georgina Scott (ebook reader 8 inch .TXT) 📗

brothers. He showed her his healed scars on his back, wrists, ankles, thighs and abdomen. It seemed that there wasn’t a day that passed without him getting into trouble and his father relished in his punishment, always berating him for the slightest mistakes calling him ‘stupid’, ‘dumb’ and ‘bastard’.

He told her how his mum tried to protect him, but in doing so, she was also beaten to a pulp and he would still be punished but more harshly. They lived on a two hundred acre farm and kept dairy cows, chickens and goats. They also grew crops and strawberries, rows and rows of strawberries.

He told her of his nightmares which had now quietened down since living with his grandparents. He shared his feelings of self-doubt, hopelessness and helplessness. “I will never let anything hurt you again, you are safe here with us, we will look after you,” said Ella, hugging him tightly.

He kept the bed-wetting and the voices he heard in his head to himself; it was just too embarrassing to admit. He also kept to himself about the vivid dreams of tying up Ella, her naked beautiful body against crisp white cotton sheets, biting her soft silky skin, drinking her blood from the fresh opened wound whilst he entered inside of her.

Chapter 4

Life had changed dramatically on the farm. Faith and John were getting on better, the tension and stresses in the atmosphere had almost cleared. Mark and Henry now had a room of their own. The past six months had gone so quickly since Jake left with her parents. Faith kept her word and she phoned Jake every night to ask how he was and what sort of day he had had. He also sounded for the better; he told her about Ella and the den they all made and the day trips, which he enjoyed.

Faith stayed upbeat in all her conversations with Jake, whilst at the same time overcome with sadness. She was especially sad on this one occasion as Jake had a birthday; he was now twelve years old.

John and Matthew were cleaning up for dinner, “Dad?”

“Yes, Son.”

“Can we go and see Jake, Nana and Gramps; I kind of miss them?”

John sort of stared out of the window. “Dinner is ready; let’s eat,” whilst thinking that he would never set eyes on that boy again as long as he lived. They walked into the kitchen where their dinner was already on the table.

John was about to sit down when he looked at Faith standing at the sink. He noticed she had changed into her summer dress. As the sun shone through the window, the light lit her up; her dress became see-through, the silhouette of her pink fleshy bottom sent his heart racing and his groin hard and throbbing.

The boys sat and ate their food while John went up to Faith and wrapped his arms around her and gave her a big squeeze whilst rubbing his groin against her bottom. He moved her shoulder length soft dark naturally curly hair and kissed her neck and drank her in, he loved the smell and taste of her.

His hand lifted up the front of her skirt and rubbed her clitoris, whilst his other hand was squeezing her breast. “You’re so sexy, so beautiful,” whispering in her ear, then kissed her neck.

“John, please baby, not in front of the boys.”

“You’re soaking, you’re so fucking wet. I want you, baby I want you.” He swung her around, taking her into the utility room, shutting the door behind them, then quickly undoing his trousers, pulled out his hard cock and started to fuck her up against the butler sink.

Faith could never resist him, nor tried to stop him or wanted to. She grabbed his hair pulling his head back, hearing his deep groan as she kissed him on the neck working her way up to his lips, exploring every inch of his mouth.

His hands still cupping her bum cheeks, ramming his cock up deep inside of her until they both climaxed together; Mark and Henry started to giggle, snigger as they could hear their parents having sex, but Matthew couldn’t listen and put his finger to his left ear to block out some of the noise. He told the other two boys to quickly finish their dinner, as he knew what the consequences would be if they didn’t. Once done, all three boys quietly, quickly disappeared up to their rooms, until they were called back down.

Chapter 5

Mac and Mary arranged a camping holiday, with the invitation extended to Ella. Her parents jumped at the chance for her to go, with a new baby about to come into the world, they desperately needed some alone time.

They packed up the caravan and headed off to the National Park, where two days of activities were on the agenda, walking mostly. “Nana, which part of the National Park are we visiting?”

“This year we are visiting and staying at Eckerts Creek. Listen, I shall read from the website,” she said.

She was about to go on and read from the website when Ella interrupted, “Will we be seeing birds and fish?”

“Yes, Ella, we will first park up, and then we will go for a walk to see some of nature’s beauty. Today will be a lazy day, and then tomorrow we shall be canoeing for part of the day,” said Mary.

“Canoeing? Never been canoeing before,” said Ella and Jake.

“First time for everything,” said Mary, looking at Mac with a smile.

“When will we get there, Nana?”

“We will arrive around 10:30,” said Mac.

They followed the signs to Berri, missed Sturt Highway for access, so they continued via Lower Winkie Road, which lead to Eckert’s Creek. They kept driving around and from what could be seen, there was one toilet for campsites 1-17 and another toilet for campsites 18-40. The pit toilets were well kept but it all depended on the amount of visitors, as the busier the location, the smellier the pit toilets would be and then they rapidly