Over the next month everyone was developing their routine. The women took tuns planting the seeds. They had decided to grow carrots, green beans, and potatoes. If they could get one harvest, they would be able to use most of the first crop as seeds for the next. By the end of the month, they had a nice-sized field planted. They were running a test to see if the morning dew was enough water for their seeds. They watered a test area in addition to the dew. They just wanted to see the difference.
Bill was busy with the milk girls. He was now there every week. The milk supply was recovering. The new milk was able to replace twenty-five percent of their monthly needs. At that rate, they might have enough to get where they had to go. Bill spent every night in Maggie's arms. They made love once or twice a week. The rest of the time they just held each other and went to sleep. Bill only saw the aliens when he was in the milking room. They provided materials to help the colony build some simple shelters outside. Bill had no idea where they were getting what he asked for. Where had they been storing everything, he had asked for. Maybe they made it, he didn't know.
Bill and Mary discussed what to use in building materials. The was no wood on this planet that they had found. The only options they had were sod walls or stay in the ship. Bill put Mary and Gerta on the task of testing if they could make sod.
At the six-month mark, Bill asked Maggie, Mary, and Gerta for updates.
Maggie was first. "We now have over fifty children. We have several women with two children, and one with three. I have assigned them to the nursery full time. Our sterile bull is now with group six. Natalie says Sajji has one child, Zeva has one, and Hanna has two. Of course, Nat and Chloe have none."
Bill wondered. "Do we want Sajji or Zeva to have another, or should we pause?"
"I think we should ask Nat." Maggie wasn't sure, and that was the best idea. Bill agreed.
Mary was next. "We have a form of sod that seems to hold together. We took the soil from here, mixed it with ground up ground cover, stirred in water. We then packed it in the mold. It took several tries until we got a ratio that seems to hold together. We are now making bricks. When we have one hundred bricks, we are going to try and build a small structure."
Gerta updated the planting. "We now have the test completed. The area we watered extra did grow taller. However, the extra time and water didn't make enough of a difference. So, we stopped and let the dew take care of it. Now we are harvesting potatoes. The carrots and beans are taking a little longer, but we will need extra help when the time comes for that harvest. We estimate that will be starting next week."
"Excellent. Maggie, let me know what Nat thinks. Gerta, let me know when you need extra bodies."
Bill was sure everyone in his little group was ready to taste real food again. He had asked the aliens for a way to make fires. It made them nervous, but finally agreed. Bill now had what was basically a large lighter. They were using fire to dry the bricks. They found the vines were a good fuel for the fire once they had dried out. Bill had a crew that was scouring the area for dead vines. They were also pulling some down and trying to dry them out on the floor of the large meeting room inside the ship.
Bill assessed where they stood. They now had water and a tank to hold one hundred gallons. They also put a tarp above the tank to collect the dew. Some of the dew dripped into the tank. It wasn't much, but it would do until they had time to think of something better. It was taking them a long time to carry the water they needed from the lake. They could now grow crops. They would have to see what it would take to feed them completely without the milk. But it was a start. They were also about to try and build a structure that would keep them warm outside. So fat, the weather hadn't changed much, but they would need to wait and see how long a "year" was here. Mary had the bright idea of putting a stake in the ground on the top of the hill beside the ship. She made a mark where the sun was in the morning of the first day and returned after thirty days to make another mark. Six months in, the sun had only gone a quarter of the way around the circle. If it continues like that, then this planet's year would last two of earth's years. That would mean the rescue ship would arrive around the time the circle was completed. All in all, not bad. The aliens were impressed with their industry.
It has now been almost three years since they left earth. They have an organized society that functions well. The fifty children are aged from three to newborns. They had asked for paper and pencils to write and teach the children with, but so far, the aliens have been unwilling to produce those items. They seem to thing teaching the children to read and write is unnecessary considering where they are going. That is a battle they would have to continue.
Bill had the idea to ask the aliens if he could substitute one of the bulls for himself in the milking room. The aliens agreed, and he took one of them. The alien taught the bull how to fuck the milk girls whenever the light lit up. It was able to pick this up in one day. The only think a bull liked was fucking, and it had seven of them waiting and ready. The alien taught the bull where its milk was, and where his bedding was. When the lights went out, it was to lay down and sleep. It was a routine the alien had taught forty-four times before Bill, and it didn't take long. Now Bill was freed from this sad duty.
This bull had been with group one. It didn't take long for Helen to come looking for Bill.
"What are we going to do without a bull? I have four women that are used to getting fucked every week. Suki has the one child you gave her. Tabby has three, Ella has two, and Abigail has only one. She wants one badly."
Bill knew this was coming, but he was prepared. Now that he didn't have to be in the milking room, he had more time. He could service these women and further diversify the gene pool for all but Suki. He informed Helen that he would do the job. He would service each during their times in heat, and he would take care of Helen any time she wished. All she had to do was notify him and they would make a date.
Helen didn't wait. She didn't leave until he had made a date with her for the following night. He went to their rooms to find a large group of mothers and children in the living room. Helen took his hand and headed to one of the rooms.
"I know this is temporary, but the noise and commotion are nonstop. I just needed a little tenderness and quiet. I hope you don't think badly of me for this." Bill smiled at her, pulled her to him, and kissed her gently. She relaxed in his arms.
"No, my dear. I understand completely. I have four in my quarters." Helen was a little older than the others in her group, but she still was in good shape. With no kids, her body had not been abused like it would be giving birth and maintaining a child or two. Her breasts were beginning to sag, but not much yet. He bent down and sucked on one of her nipples. It came erect immediately. He turned to the other and it followed in suit. She pulled him to the bed and fell into it. She rolled on her back and spread her legs to reveal a pussy dripping in anticipation of what was to come. He had no intention of disappointing her, so he climbed aboard, and began to relieve her tensions. She was tight, and the look in her eyes as he rode her made him hot. He slapped a breast, and she squealed in delight. So, he pinched it. She closed her eyes and moaned. He was figuring her out as he was going. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head up to look in her eyes. She was bouncing on the bed and moaning. She had her eyes closed, so he slapped her in the face lightly, just to get her attention. She opened her eyes. She was close, and he pushed deep into her to finally bring her over the edge. She let everything go and gave him everything she had. When she stopped shaking, she just laid there with a smile on her face. He pulled out and rolled off her to lay beside her. When she looked over at him, he kissed her on the cheek.
"Not bad for an old broad, huh Bill." He smiled at her.
"The only old thing on this ship is the alien. I will happily fuck you any time you call on me." She rolled up beside him and the held each other until they fell asleep.
When he got back to his quarters, he was met by Kris. Her child was now two, but she has had a rough time recovering from childbirth. He had not been with her since, and he had told her not to worry about it. He just wanted her to get better and be healthy. He had told her he needed her, and he would do whatever she needed. She figured it was time to collect on that.
"Bill, you know how bad my health has been since I gave birth. I am only now beginning to feel like my old self. I am not sure I could survive another child. I wanted to ask you about that."
"Kris, my love. I have never thought you would have another. We are just fine with what you have done. Whenever you feel up to it, I will happily fuck you during your safe period." She began crying, and he held her in the living room amongst the noise of the others. Her two-year-old was playing with the other children and Bill looked at Maggie. Maggie nodded. He knew she would watch the child while he was with Kris, and that she was in her safe period. He picked her up and headed for his and Maggie's room. She didn't resist, just put her head on his shoulder as he carried her.
When they got to the bed, Bill put her down. She looked at him. "I am nervous about this. It has been two years since, and my health has been bad."
