The manager of the fish market called to Dave when he was collecting his check for the weeks catch.
"Some of the workers from the processing department want to talk to you," he said as he wished Dave a merry Xmas.
The girls were on smoko sitting along benches on the waterfront. "Hi I'm Rosita," a short slim dark skinned woman said as she thanked him for coming.
"Can we call you Dave she asked?" When he nodded "yes" she went on.
"There is a lot of mischievous talk about you and your camp. We know you. You have a good reputation here at this market. We don't believe what some of the men are saying, so we thought we'd ask you what's going on." Rosita asked as some of her workmates giggled in embarrassment.
"Well it's simple. I helped a pregnant woman who had a bad fall in the mall. That led to me visiting the Maternity clinic. At the clinic I met two other younger girls who were pregnant. They had been kicked out by their families and dumped by their baby's fathers."
"They liked being with me on my houseboat down at the back of the resort. One thing led to another; finally they decided to accept my invitation to stay."
"With too many living on the houseboat I decided to set up camp in that old wartime army barn on the island I bought up river. We have done a lot of work and it's now quite comfortable."
"My family of three ladies has grown in recent days. You all know Charlie. Well he lives up there now, as does a young aboriginal lad Albert and his pregnant sister."
"I know there are rumours about my having a number of wives because I refer to them as my family. One of the oldest workers broke in "The fact that three or four of them are pregnant has set the tongues wagging."
"Yes I know", Dave said acknowledging her smile. "Pregnant or not, they are my family. I love them all. I don't give a bugger what rumours they spread. As long as my family want to stay, they can."
"I have a few rules no drugs and only grog in moderation. Everyone has to pull their weight. Everyone gets a vote on major issues, but the final say is mine."
"Any questions ladies?" he asked as he looked around at the sea of interested faces.
"Well let me thank you for the honest answer." Rosita said.
"Most of the dozen women who work here on a contract basis are either divorced single or widowed. Some people look down their noses at mothers who work at dirty menial jobs like ours. We know what it is to be treated like shit. It would be true to say that there's not a lot of joy in much of our lives."
"We can't help notice how happy you all are together. In fact when you all go past the market in the boat, you all look so happy we get a little jealous."
"Does a girl have to be pregnant before you invite them to join your family? One of the women called.
"Of course not," Dave laughed. "Look we are planning a great family Xmas. I have always lived alone. This Xmas will be special for me, because I won't spend it on my own. I plan to make it special for those I know, especially those who have no family."
"I'll send Albert down in the houseboat just before lunch on Xmas Eve to pick up any of you who want to join us for Xmas. Plan to stay; we'll run any of you who want to back to shore on Xmas morning. You can stay for the holidays if you like, there's tons of room and tons of food. The more the merrier."
Dave was dreaming of the fish market ladies and their sad life when he woke to find Donna licking his already excited prick. "Annabelle wants her daily milking, but I'm first," she giggled as she sucked his prick deep into her throat.
"I thought Betsy was waking me today," Dave growled as he felt his temperature rise under the urging of her warm soft mouth.
"She's not to well, we think she's close," Donna responded her hands squeezing his prick to slow him down. "I want you to fuck me, and then we'll see to Betsy and Annabelle," she whispered.
"It's me on top, or we can spoon." She giggled as she stripped him. Dave laughed at her." What do you call spoon? I thought we'd tried every position imaginable."
"Oh we have, but I call it spoon when I lie on my side and you lay on your side behind me. It's easier on my stomach and you really get in deep."
Dave loved to spoon. Pregnancy made a woman's body so much more cuddly. Lying beside and behind her he could stroke her large belly and play with her milky tits, while his prick filled her cunt.
"Motherhood is wonderful" he told Donna as he started to speed up his thrusts. "A woman is so much softer. Being pregnant not only changes your shape, it changes you from a girl to a woman. It's a change for the better."
It was mid afternoon by the time Dave surfaced. "We need to talk about Xmas," he told the family as they gathered around for afternoon tea.
"The day after tomorrow is Xmas eve. I've invited quite a few people to join us. We will have to ferry them here. Charlie and Ruby are the cooks so it will have to be Albert in charge of the boats."
"Have you got a mate who will help" he asked Albert.
"Yes boss, my woman will help, can I bring her here tonight."
"OK, that's fixed now the rest of us can concentrate on dressing the place up," Dave said with a happy laugh. Let's hire or maybe buy a good tent or large canvas fly."
"We could erect it where the tide floods through the cutting in the sand bar into that sandy hollow behind the barn."
"That way when it's hot we could lie on the sand and let the tide flood over us."
Albert became excited "with a few shovels of sand we could close the entry and keep most of the water up in the hollow. Albert turned to the others "I reckon it will be great lying in the water out of the direct sun, drinking a cold beer."
Dave was on a roll," Make sure we have enough glasses and eating utensils for our visitors, check the number of beds and bed clothes. We'll need some large trestles so we can make a table long enough for us to all to sit down together. We'll need stools and chairs, maybe a hammock or two. I'll bet if we ring Matron she will soon draw up a list of other things we need."
Dave rang Matron. "You're just the one I need," she cried after they had discussed Xmas. "I have just met a young couple; they're out of work and need help. They've come up from the south, she's pregnant and he's a carpenter whose been put off over Xmas."
"Say no more" Dave said, "Get them down to the houseboat mooring. Alberts on his way to pick up his lady. They can come up with him."
"This is the nicest part of the day" Annabelle whispered, surprising Dave when she spoke behind him. He had been day dreaming while he lit the BBQ. "Just as the suns setting, it's so peaceful so quiet and cool. I love it here." She kissed him hard "Thank you Dave, this has been the happiest time of my life."
"Righto that's enough of that, leave that man alone," Betsy called. "Alberts back with the boat. He has some people for you to meet."
Matron was the first one he saw as he went to the beach to help unload the gear. "I've flexed off until new year she told him."
