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Good evening Sir.

Yes, good evening, Sir Gordon. I understand that there is a problem. You have not yet approved my plans?

No, Sir, that is incorrect. I reject your plans and tell you that you have damaged my property.

No, Sir, I do what Ma'am Zelle say!

Sir, Ma'am Zelle does not own the property. My wife owns it and I paid for it. It is our names on the clear deed and title. You had no permission from me, or my wife.

Sir! This is a mistake.

Yes, the mistake is yours. You will correct the mistake immediately and then vacate our property. If I find any tools or materials missing, I will hold you responsible for the acts of the men you placed on our property.

That is unfair!

No, Sir, what is unfair is you interfering with our property without authorization. The architect looks over and sees Zelle. He addresses her, Ma'am, I only do what you tell me.

No, Architect, you didn't. I said to get ready, not to start. Sir Gordon is correct. You had no permission to start. I suggest you go and make sure things are returned to the proper state and make sure your men leave with no more than they brought with them.

But, Ma'am, I do not know what the original state of the building site was!

Sir Architect, that is also your problem. I cannot help you with that. The longer you delay here, the worse this becomes. The architect whips out a cell phone and calls someone in a hurry. There is an excited exchange, followed by the Architect running out of the house.

I look at Zelle. I thought you told him to stop earlier.

I did. Evidently he chose to ignore that instruction. Gordon, he is a good architect but, he does have a bad habit of being hardheaded. I have warned him about this before. It seems that my warning didn't work.

I didn't catch what had been said during the phone call he has made. I look at Jana, and she says to me, It sounds like they knocked down one of our walls.

Call our foreman. Do not let them touch the building any further. The architect can pay for the damage but I'll be damned if I let his people touch the house any further. If they refuse, call the police and have them arrested. And Jana, tell him I want to know why he let anyone knock down a wall without our permission. I am not happy with him either. Jeezus, I need a drink.

Zelle is in tears. Gordon, I am so sorry!

You didn't cause this to happen. It is clear that the architect acted outside your instructions.

Jana is now off the phone following her call with the foreman. It appears that there is damage to: the electrical service, floor tiles, ceiling, studs and a complete loss of a section of a double wall between two columns. They also damaged, because of their excavation, sanitary pipes that go to the septic. It's a mess. The foreman says the guys told him it was authorized. That is not an acceptable answer but, there is nothing I can do about it now.

Zelle suggests that we keep the guys who did the damage and have them rebuild the section. I reject that as the construction techniques we are using for the walls and electrical are not the standard Filipino way. My guys are trained on it, these new guys are not. I figure we are set back a few weeks, maybe a month. We can't move in as soon as we had hoped. I will go to the lot tomorrow and survey the extent of the damage. I tell her, ...to recontact the architect and tell him my instructions have changed. He is not allowed to 'repair' the house. He will have to pay for the materials and the labor. Just have him get his people off the site.

Sir, I do not think he has the money.

Then he had better start borrowing fast. Zelle follows through and gives him my message. It is obvious that he is panicking. I am unimpressed. I can't start on the third floor extension until the repairs are complete.

Eve brings me some brandy on ice. I sit down, Eve starts to give me a back rub. I enjoy it and after about fifteen minutes I am feeling a bit less stressed out.

Zelle, let's go out on the terrace and we can discuss the future of Bayan Na.

Are you sure this is a good time?

No, but, you asked earlier and you deserve an answer.

We move outside and as I swirl the brandy over the ice, I relax and find a comfortable place to sit.

Look the problems of a company such as Bayan Na is that your funds are tied up waiting for product to sell, the additional costs of shipping with third parties, loss of product due to pilferage and damage, the loss of sales because of inventory shortages which drives your customers to other companies, the lack of x-dating customer critical dates and needs, the loss of customer contact information, and far more.

I continue, Yes you are making money but you are bleeding money you should be making. You don't have enough floor space, or customer access, to properly utilize best practice inventory. You need more stores. You need more warehouses. You need to own your own trucks and probably some ships to carry cargo from the MICP¹ to your ports of destination. That will allow you to sell your excess shipping capacity to your competitors and others to fill up that capacity and assure you that your products will arrive as soon as they clear customs.

I have a sip of brandy before I go on. You gain control as much as possible of your operation, control product, as we will scan product in before we load it on the first thing you control, truck or ship. We will know where everything is through your entire operation at all times, and be able to balance inventory between locations. Eventually we will scan the products all the way to delivery, when we do a truck based customer delivery.

I can see that Zelle's head is swimming but I add, You can open up a distribution system for products you don't sell, and make better use of warehouses. That will also make better use of your trucks and keep them on the road making regular deliveries. You will have vertical integration while at the same time, using your system to serve other companies at a fair price. And you will get an idea of what others are selling. That type of information can be invaluable.

I can afford this?

Yes, you can. By controlling loss, we can roll the savings into expanding your operations. It will start slowly but, build quickly.

I have three showrooms now. How many do you think we will build to?

I have twenty other cities targeted as good possibilities. Maybe two locations per city for the big ones. Or a small showroom in a mall and a large showroom elsewhere. That is what our core of four girls is going to be doing, while we are still growing Bayan Na. They will be rolling out places. You will have to hire many more girls later but, those new ones won't be mine. These four are the ones who will start the build out in different cities and train your staff.

I take another sip of brandy before I explain further, I also have an idea of using Muslims from northern Mindanao for the trucking and shipping. We should have less of a problem with alcohol and with drugs with those crews. It will also give us some cachet with those communities, opening up a showroom in Zamboanga. It's a good port city. If we can show support of the community in our hiring practices, not just in their town but, in the company wider, something that is missing from many operations, I think it will go well, both for sales there, and trucking from there with Muslim drivers. That is one of the reasons why I wanted that language for the girls.

Oh my God.

By creating a fully integrated product delivery system, I can also sell control systems to other companies who use your ships or trucks. They will know where their products are at all times. The in-house systems we are putting in Bayan Na, will be sold to many others and each of them will want to connect to your transportation network.

Gordon, can we really do this?

Yes. And your customers are going to love it when we get it all working. They will be able to access their current purchases, past purchases, warranty information and manuals all on line.

My head is spinning. I think I want to lie down.

Her's is not the only head that is having problems tonight. Between Renelyn, the house and Bayan Na, there is a lot going on.

An hour later I enter the bedroom.

When will you be sixteen, Renelyn?

I am sitting on the bed with Maria, Joo and the girl. We all have our clothing on and no one is touching anyone. I am not sanguine. It is wrong to have sex with a child.

Sir?

When did you turn fifteen?

Oh, last month, Sir.

Renelyn, in this house, everyone has sexual contact with everyone else. I have had sex with your friend Joo. Eve, and my wife Jana, have had sex with Joo, too. Tonight, Joo will have sex with Maria. If you stay in this room, both of them and I will have sex with you. This is not a house for fifteen-year-old girls. Now, I ask you again to please leave this bedroom, this house, and never come back again. If you stay I will treat you like an adult, have sex with you, without concern for your young age. So will everyone else. Just in case you did not understand me, these two females will tell you in your native tongue what I have just said, while I go get a cup of tea. And then I leave the bedroom, discouraged and unhappy.

Five minutes later, tea cup in my hand, I return to the bedroom. The three are not looking at me but, Maria turns towards me and asks me for a kiss. That is the first sensible thing I have been asked for, for some time.

I lean in to meet Maria's lips. They are soft and sweet and filled with what feels like love to me. Her hand is on the back of my head. Her fingers are in what hair I have. In close to a whisper, Maria asks, Gordon, she is ready, please take her and make her yours.

I kiss Maria again and in the same, almost whisper, I say to a woman I have a hard time thinking of as a maid, Maria, this girl is less than a year older than your daughter. How willing are you to give your daughter to me? How is this different? Explain it to me. Think of this girl as your daughter and tell me why you think it's OK for me to take her. ... No, don't do that. Maria tell me why you want me to take your daughter when she comes here. Maybe you can't think of this girl as yours but, your daughter is coming here. So you think of Sha, not Renelyn, and tell me why I should take Sha to bed. Convince me that I should and that you really mean it, and I will take Renelyn. If you don't, I will not take Sha and I will not take Renelyn but, if you do, then I will take both of them. Sha's future is in your hands. I will give you up to another hour to decide. But decide you must. I lean in and kiss Maria again, gently. I love you, Maria.

I turn to Joo, You are simply too young to understand the consequences of the decision that needs to be made. I know you have acted out of love, kindness and caring. I respect that and am not angry with you but, I do not trust your judgment in this matter. And you Renelyn, if I were you, I might be asking exactly what you have asked me to do. I understand that. But my responsibility is not to do as you ask but, what I think is best for you and all others. I do not think it is good for me to have sex with you. Maria has the task of helping me decide. She has my trust and she carries in her heart all the things that need to be considered to make the right decision.

I get up and leave the bedroom once again. I go to the kitchen and put my tea cup in the sink. Gordon! I thought you would be deep inside that little one by now.

Oh, Jana, how can anyone expect me to want to take a girl this young? It isn't right.

Jake takes them far younger.

Oh please, not Jake. I am not like that guy.

I think you are, Gordon.

He takes girls younger than fifteen?

Yes.

And Abbey, Mitch, Joy and Rose don't report him to the police?

No, sweetheart, they don't. Remember? He took Abbey and Mitch when they were thirteen and fourteen.

I don't get it.

No one is there against their will. This one is not either. She just about knocked our walls down to get in, right?

And that makes it OK?

Yes, I think so.

Oh, Jeezus, my head is hurting. Maria tells me to do it. You tell me to do it. Joo is begging me to do it. This girl is patiently waiting and hoping I will do her. I seem to be the only one with serious qualms about this? And that is SO wrong!

Gordon, rules are made for the average, the everyday, the normal. This is nothing like that. Go break the rules. She walks up to me, kisses me and wishes me good night. She tells me she is going to be with the girls tonight and expects to get her cunt eaten out very good. I am thinking, is this TMI? Oh, well, I did set all this in motion.

I return to the bedroom. All three are naked. Maria is giving Renelyn a class in eating pussy. The cunt in use is Joo's. Maria looks up at me, and with a serious face tells me that I am going to fall in love with her daughter, Sha, and she, Maria, is happy that it will happen, and now, I need to fuck Renelyn.

I quietly disrobe as the three of them return to their lesson. Once sans clothes I get on the mattress. There is KY on the nightstand. I put some on my rod. Renelyn is kneeling as she eats Joo's cunt. Getting behind Renelyn I run a finger from the very top of the hood on her cunt, splitting her labia, finding dampness as I go, and back around until I touch and pass the rosebud of her ass.

As I go, I hear Renelyn moaning. She wiggles her ass as my finger moves over her. She spreads her legs in an effort to give me more access. I repeat the action again, this time making sure I contact her clit, moving a little deeper into her cunt without piercing her hymen and finally pushing a little bit into her ass, ending before reaching her coccyx.

Renelyn is getting juicier. I am not going to take her virginity with my finger, so I get my rod behind the girl and, using my hand, guide it to where it will, in short order, destroy her hymen. I push in, she cries out. I stop. She breathes hard and softly says, please go ahead, it OK. I push in and find no further blockage. I am, God help me, inside the cunt of a fifteen-year-old.

Renelyn is not a weakling. Her body is strong and her cunt muscles are powerful. I feel like I am being squeezed so tight my rod will become a long string of spaghetti. Strong arms and legs are below me. Renelyn is growling, demanding, more, faster, harder, more, now, ugh, harder!

Forgotten is the cunt in front of her face. All that matters to her, is the intrusion in her own cunt. The blood on my rod isn't even a memory to her. At present, she has one mission in life and that is to be completely fucked and nothing less is acceptable. Her brown body is on autopilot. There is nothing coy, no artifice, only raw desire and need. I feel it. I hear it. I see it. I am responding to it. I am hungry for the power I feel beneath me. I slam into her, shaking the bed.

I am oblivious of Joo and Maria. All I know is this female, attached to me in the most intimate and sincere manner. The heat from her body is measured by the meat thermometer I have inserted in her. She is hot and I am so close to cumming. I am holding back only because I do not want the feeling to end. And then there is no choice, as my cum shoots out and into her receptive cunt.

I am still in her. She is moaning. Little quakes continue to rock her body, one of them expels my rod from her cunt. I roll her over and take her in my arms. I go in for a kiss but, she is ahead of me and her lips attach to me, arms pulling me close, legs wrapping around me. She will not let go. For the longest time, she stays there. Joo and Maria, caress her hair, her cheeks, her shoulders but, she remains firmly on me. Joo's lips touch her temple, her forehead. Slowly Renelyn releases her grip. Renelyn looks at Joo, grabs onto her friend, naked skin to naked skin, breast to breast, nipple to nipple, and simply says, I am safe now, before slumping into her friend, exhausted and sated.

I get up, put on a robe, grab Maria, who quickly puts some clothing on and we leave the bedroom. OK I gather you decided I should take your daughter. That makes no sense to me, so now that the excitement is over, explain it.

Gordon, you ask me the right question.

How?

I think, what happens if I am gone? What will happen to Sha? What future she have? I think, maybe you will take care of her but, Gordon there is no one else. No one in the world I know who can do for Sha what you can do. So I say to myself, is it better to hope, or is it better she be your lover. Then I have the answer. My Sha is better with you than anything else she can do. Maybe if she not be yours, maybe she find a good man but, maybe not. I think more not. It is hard to find a man who will respect the girl, be good to the girl, respect the girl's culture, take care of her with love.

Maria, you make me sound like I am a good man. You know I am not.

Why you say that?

Look at all these girls here. What good man does this?

No, you a good man. You just not want anyone to know it! Ha! You are good to me. I know this. And now you are good to Renelyn. She right. Now she is safe.

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Chapter 16