Growing Up Off The Grid

Growing up my parents went off the grid. Alaska, one room cabin, outhouse, no electricity unless someone cranked the generator, water from the river. I was seven, home schooling. My parents had a bed by the wall and I slept on the floor beside them. Long winter nights I was told to turn over and look at the wall. Penis? Tits and pussy was out there, my pussy told me I was a girl and my mother told me all about sex. The birds do it, the wolves do it, the fish do it. Humans do it.

I turned eleven my mom showed me my vagina. Of course I knew I had a vagina, but she showed me how good it felt to have my vagina filled by Alfie, the dildo. And how good it felt to have your clitoris tickled. Now that she showed me I could do it myself. While my parents were keeping warm in the winter, Alfie kept me company.

I was 17, I was going off to Fairbanks to college. I was put in a dorm with lots of kids who lived off the grid. We had classes on socialization, washers and dryers, looking both ways. Girls like me, and boys who came ready to use their penis on us. I made friends with Kate and we watched our backs.

It had to happen, I mean Alfie getting replaced by the real thing. Just a case of no comparison, not that my mother hadn't told me. Sex was all natural, all the kids it. Kate and me did it, part of being in college. I finished my degree and went to law school, about as worthless a degree out in the wilderness hauling water. A guy I met at college showed up late September, he brought some tools, a small chain saw, a forty gallon barrel of diesel, more than enough to buy a daughter. We spent our honeymoon while my parents turned over and looked at the wall.

We moved to the oilfields for money, and followed his promotions around the world. Three children appeared out of nowhere before he was transferred to the home office. Everything was going fine until I followed my parents to a cabin in the wilderness, outhouse and all. My husband tried commuting but our children needed him for lessons in hunting and fishing.

We have electricity, we need it for schooling, remote working, and I won't lie, for porn a habit I picked up living in compounds. And Alfie, my ever noble friend tickles my fancy.