(A/n: Sorry, my guys, it's been a while)
It's been two days since we arrived at Hershel's place. The old man was nice enough to let us stay since Ottis caused this.
Rick was making himself at home at the farm, I could walk already, and my wound was already closing, a few more days, and I'll be good to go.
At first, Hershel was worried about food since our group is fairly large, but we had two skilled hunters, so there wasn't much to worry about.
As the two days went by. Maggie, Hershel's daughter, started to get used to me being around my women, and she started talking again. I also spoke with her, making her laugh and become used to my presence.
I was in the RV making out with three girls when a knock on the door stopped my good time. I sighed, and Andrea pulled me back. "Don't go, stay with us." she said, smirking, spreading her legs invintingly.
I smirked and quickly kissed her inner thighs, making her gasp in pleasure. I stood up and went to the door, Andrea sighing as Amy said. "He always gets you to be submissive really fast." giggled Amy.
Alicia was just smiling. She didn't know if it was true since she had only been around for a few days, but she was starting to gain confidence around them.
When I opened the door, I saw Maggie in a cowgirl outfit, a shirt that didn't cover her belly button, shorts that made her butt look entoncing and perky, a little red lipstick, twintails under a cowgirl hat, she looked delicious and her cheeks were burning red as she shyly looked into my eyes.
She was holding a pot in her hands. "Hi... I... umm brought you this, Patricia helped me make this carrot and potatoes stew for your injuries." she said.
I smiled. "Thank you, come on in." I grabbed her pot, and she entered.
Amy, being around the same age as Maggie, stood up from the couch and approached her. "Hi, I'm Amy. We've already introduced ourselves before but not officially like this. I'm Gabriel's wife." she said, extending her hand excitedly.
Maggie shook her hand awkwardly. She didn't want to hear about them being my wives, I just smiled as I saw her being pulled to the others while looking at me for help. I nodded at her, and she nodded back, smiling.
I grabbed a few bowls for the soup so everyone could eat. There was enough for all five of us, and then some.
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I had my fill with soup. It was pretty good, Maggie was laughing with the girls when Jimmy came to the RV and told Maggie it was time to go back.
I empty the pot and walked Maggie out, "Had fun?" I asked.
She smiled beautifully.
"Well, I'm glad." I said, giving her a toothy grin. She blushed and looked down.
"G-gabriel... I... I wanted to ask you if you and me... maybe we can have a d-date?" she asled neervously.
"I-I already spoke with your girls. They are okay with it." I raised an eyebrow and looked back to the RV, Amy and Alicia were on the window looking excited.
I chuckled. "Very well, then, but I have one rule." I said.
"Anything." she answered fast.
"You look very beautiful on twintails, so keep them." I told her, Maggie's blush deepened and nodded before scurring back into her house. She stopped midway, ran back at me, and gave a quick kiss on the cheek before she ran back inside.
I shook my head and laughed softly, Rick came to me slowly with a sheepish smile. 'Nervous?' I wonder. There was no way he would know that the kid in Lori's belly was mine and not his, no, I doubt Lori would tell him. She seems more devoted now than ever, same with Miranda. They both corner me whenever I' alone to either suck my cock or rub themselves on me pleading me to finger them and make them cum. They are becoming more daring each day, but I'm not worried. I can handle them however horny they are. They'll always end up a mess afterward.
"What's up?" I asked Rick.
"Look, I know Hershel said we have to leave as soon as possible..."
"But?" I inquired.
"But, maybe we can stay here?" he said. I raised an eyebrow at that, so he elabroated.
"Lori's is pregnant." he said with a smile, I felt a little bad for that, but then again. Lori is a slut, she doesn't deserve him, yet the slut can't help but wet herself at the thought of cuckolding her weak husband. Her words, not mine.
(A/n: Author's words, are they not)
He continued. "We have land, water, we can create a barrier around, it'll take weeks, maybe even months, but there aren't any city in the next 30 miles, the road is about a mile and a half away from here, tall and thick trees are covering it, and the road here is long, no one would think twice to come here in a place where theu could find nothing."
He did have a point, Hershel has four functional wells that are connected to the veins, but the open space is very dangerous, not too long ago there was a small herd, migrating, what's to stop a biggerd herd from migrating too.
This is all risky, Hershel has been lucky so far, but I can't also ignore the fact that all these lands are fertile and would be good to grow here.
Unlike the prison we were going, this place is much better, although we would need to build new houses and such. it is a lot of work, and I am not afraid of work, but I am concerned about time. How long would it take for us to be impatient, like Rick said. We don't have anything much to go and do supply runs, maybe some houses, but that's about it, unless we would want to go further away, which is a risk.
I nodded at him. "Let me talk with everyone and see what they think."
He nodded, but I could tell that either way, he would be staying.
I looked at Merle. "Gather everyone while I go speak to Hershel."
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(A/n: Farm or Prison?)