Uncle Billy had been living alone out in the Mountains on the West edge of the Okanogan Indian Reservation for almost 5 Months.
He watched the 6 college kids as they drove across the flat plains below his Mountain retreat. They were on a trip to the sacred rock paintings down river from his cave.
They had not seen him for the first 2 days they were there. He watched them set up camp and proceeded to photograph and trace the paintings the first day.
He stood just feet away from them as they talked around the camp fire and stood over their tents in the night and listened to them talking about how erotic the paintings seemed to be, making love and finally sleeping.
He watched as they bathed naked in the stream the next morning and watched them search the entire area in desperation for their clothes when they finished.
They started to get mad, then scared and finally searched with mixed exasperation and anger through all their gear, only to discover that all of their clothing had been taken, but nothing else had been touched. They sat around the camp discussing it most of the afternoon and by darkness had decided that the next morning they would pack up the tents and head back down the canyon to their van.
The sex started before they got to their tents and by the time the fire died out they were all asleep in one tent intertwined like a mass of snakes.
The next morning one of the girls went out at dawns first dim light and started yelling for the others to come out. Soon they were all standing around the firepit looking at the meal that had been left for them. Intricately woven baskets held berries and cactus fruits, wooden bowls held several different juices and pastes and there was a stack of tortilla like bread set in the center. They each sat down and discussed where it may have come from.
One of the boys stood up and yelled into the surrounding Mountains.
"We know your there! We are not going to eat any of your fucking drugs!"
From behind him came a voice that caused him to feel shame at his anger and he spun around and looked into the kindest eyes he had ever seen.
"You do not have to eat, but if you do you will become part of the greatest event in human evolution."
The young man took a step forward, just now realizing that the old Indian was completely naked except for a medicine bag around his neck. His long black hair was tied back in two pony tails that flowed over his shoulders and down his back. He was well muscled and the skin on his face was tight
and firm, but he looked 100 years and then some. He had the body of an athlete and his uncircumcised penis was awe inspiring even hanging limp between his legs.
"What are you talking about" the boy said, feeling suddenly exposed far more then just being naked in front of a stranger.
"You were all brought together here by forces you will soon come to understand, and any of you are free to leave at any time. Your clothes are waiting at your van."
The Indian stepped forward and took the boy by the hand and led him back to the fire pit.
"Sit, and while you eat I will tell you a story."
He took a bowl of yellow juice, took a deep drink and passed it to the girl beside him.
"See, no need to worry, my Name is Uncle Billy and I have been waiting for you a long time."
He took a slice of cactus fruit and ate it slowly.
"These foods will help to cleanse your bodies and minds and strengthen your spirits, and your spirits will need to be strong for the changes that are coming."
The young student archeologists and anthropologists began slowly eating and drinking as the old Indian continued speaking slowly.
"The Earth has come to a time of change, and as with all changes there is a nexus, a starting point for those changes."
One of the girls stood up and turned toward the rock paintings.
"I knew it! I told you this was some sacred gathering site!"
The rest of them stopped to look at the rocks and one of the boys stood and slowly walked toward the stone wall.
"Oh my God, look! The 6 figures sitting around the circle and the larger figure with the huge phallus...It's US! And HIM!"
They all looked at the old man and he spread his arms and gestured for the two to sit again.
"Yes, the figures that you see on the rocks are you. You painted them the last time that you were here."
They all exchanged looks of confusion and doubt.
"What, but those paintings are over 3000 years old, that's imposable!" one of the girls declared.
"Almost 4,000 years ago we were all gathered here by the great Spirit to prepare the World for the coming changes. It has taken us many lifetimes to prefect your minds and bodies to carry the message to others, others that will soon awaken to the new reality and join with us."
One of the boys stood up, his dark brown body shining with an inner glow, his muscles straining with power and his penis fully engorged.
"I see it, I see what he's talking about! It's all going to change very soon! Today is the Spring Solstice, the original Earth Day! The Spirit of the Planet is awake and calling to us!"
He pulled the young Chinese girl beside him to her feet and slid his hand softly across her face.
"Can you see it? Can you see what's coming? Mankind will become something new and beautiful"
She looked into his intense green eyes flooded with tears and suddenly the World that was coming flooded into her mind and she gasped and took his face in her own hands and started kissing him with all the passion she had. She saw that soon the pleasures of the flesh would soon be gone and that they should be embraced and enjoyed by everyone while there was still time. She gripped his neck and pulled herself up until he could work his 10 inches of ebony meat into her wet pussy. Her boyfriend watched dumbfounded as she bounced to his thrusts and screamed in ecstasy.
"Madre Dios! Yes, I see it, it's coming. I see the fire! WE ARE the Fire! "
