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Gordon, this pretty girl is Raya.

Raya, this is the man you will do everything for. If you fail, you cannot stay here.

Good afternoon, Raya. Please sit here. I will go out of the door and speak with, Ma'am Maria and be back soon. OK?

Yes, Sir.

I grab Maria's arm, move us into the hall, close the heavy mahogany office door behind me, and ask, What do you mean by threatening the girl the way you did?

Rose tell Ma'am Jana that the girls must be told that the older women in the house know what is happening and protect you. They need to know this right away. If this is not what they will do they should not be here!

Maria, I am not sure I like how you did that. We will talk about it later but, I do appreciate what you were trying to do. Maybe we can find a better way in the future. OK?

Sige, sige¹, maybe you are right.

I leave Maria and reenter my office. Raya is tense. Telling her to relax is meaningless. The girl is stunningly good looking even if her clothing are clearly from the ukay-ukay.

Raya, I wish to apologize to you.

Why, Sir?

You will not be sent away. Maria is not right. She only means to tell you she knows I am a bad man but if you do something against me, she will protect me.

Why are you a bad man? Joo say you are a very good man.

I am a bad man because I have sex with girls your age.

I not understand. Is that bad? It happens where I live. No one calls it bad.

Will you have sex with me?

Yes, Sir. I hope I do. Joo tell me I will like to do this with you.

Have you had sex?

Sir?

Have you been with a man or boy and had sex?

Oh! No, Sir. I no do that yet.

You want to do that with me?

Yes, Sir! Very much.

I see. Do you know that the reason I asked that you come here, is to hire you to work?

Yes! Joo say I will do order entry on a computer. Is that right?

Yes, that is the plan. We will pay you for working. You don't have to have sex with me. There is an apartment here, you can live in, and never come to my bed. You will have work and money and food. If you have that, why have sex with me?

You don't want me? I am not pretty?

Now, I know, I had a fit about Renelyn not staying because she was too young to have sex with me, and that all the girls need to be in my bed. But that was before we moved. I have room now and do not have to have Raya in my bed. I just as soon not have any more children receiving my sexual attentions. But frustrating a female in one direction is as bad as doing it in the other. If they want to fuck, telling them 'no,' evidently creates problems too.

Raya's question about her beauty is nonsense. She is exquisite. When you see that beauty, yeh, sure you want to possess the girl. So do I want her? As much as I feel shitty admitting it, sure, I'd like to fuck the girl. But she will never be a love of mine. I will be enjoying the sex. That is all.

Yes, I want you very much. You are very pretty. But your clothing is not. Please take your clothing off.

Here?

Yes here and now. I will show you how much I want you.

Good!

Raya almost rips the clothing off her body. Everything I see with one exception is perfect. I text Maria to bring a good robe upstairs. Raya, you are a beautiful girl. In a moment, Maria will come and bring you a robe. You will go downstairs to the second floor. I want you to shower. While you do that, use a razor that Maria will give you and shave your pubic hair.

Yes, Sir. We not have a razor at home. I am happy to do that.

When you are done, Maria will let me know.

OK, Sir. I do that.

Maria comes in, sees what I saw, and without instructions, asks me, Which CR?

Mine.

New razor?

Yes, give her, her own.

OK, come child.

I take the Cialis that is sitting on my desk. Damn, I had a plan but, it didn't include underage girls. Still, I seem to be collecting them. This is not normal. I ask Jana why she is pushing me toward the very young ones. The only answer I get back is that essentially it is less of a threat to us as a married couple. That makes no sense, as there is Eve and Maria here, both of whom can be married. But I am married and this being the Philippines, there is no divorce, only annulment, and that is very hard to get. And anyway, I do not want an annulment!

I suspect it is more that, while I can have sex with the young ones, I can't really connect on a meaningful level in other ways with ones so young. That may be so but, I would posit that Renelyn seems to love me. So while I may not love them, will they all love me? Go figure. I have no idea.

I am sitting at my desk reviewing a number of details regarding the roll-out and now the build-out. I have been stalling Cynthia but looking at what I have in front of me, we really need to roll-out the customer sales modules right away. I send out a text to Zelle related to this, only to get an immediate response,

Thank God! Finally! Home in two days.

I email Cynthia the news. She is sleeping now but, I expect her to want to talk as soon as she reads this.

I get a text from Maria.

Come to your bedroom. Miss Raya is ready for you.

I shut down the laptop and leave the office.

Raya is sitting on my bed. Maria is sitting next to her. There are smiles on their faces. As I walk in, Maria kisses Raya on the cheek, rises and leaves the room. I take off my clothing, tossing the shirt in the hamper, hanging my slacks on a hook. The boxers get tossed in the hamper as well.

We are now both naked, as I sit down on the bed and pull Raya to me. No, that's not right. I am going to pull her but, as I reach for her, she moves to me. Raya has lovely breasts. They must be B cups. Her hips are narrow but she has them. Her waist is trim. Her hair is thick and black. There are no tattoos, and with the exception of little studs in her earlobes, no other jewelry. Her cunt, newly shaved, is smooth. We reach out for each other and draw each other into arms needing, wanting, expecting... love? These joinings are not a form of prostitution. Each is a mini marriage, a promise of a commitment. They are making it and so am I. Love or not, there is commitment. It is a commitment of safety and a future, even if that future may not be in my bed and this house. Each of them has found a safe harbor. In each I have found another accomplice in this life with whom I can build something new and wonderful.

Raya's lips find mine. Her hands are on my shoulders. Her lips are pushing hard and her breathing is too fast. I slow her down. She does need to relax. I decide to risk freaking her out in the effort to reset the table for us. I move down on her body. Raya is a little frantic. She wants to know what I am doing. I ignore her and push myself, a little forcefully to get my head between her legs. She calls out, Sir!

I continue to ignore her and lick the outside of her labia. That elicits an, OH!

She is breathing deeply, almost gasping. With my hands behind the lovely globes of her ass, I pull her up to me as I go down on her, splitting her outer labia and sliding my tongue over and up her slit until I find her clit. That brings her off the mattress in a serious way. But she isn't breathing now at all. She is holding her breath as I lick up and over the clit. Raya expels a large breath and calls out, Oh my God!

I do it again. This time she grinds her cunt into my face. I have her attention now. The gasping is gone. She is moaning and murmuring. She is happy and that is what I want. I continue to lick and suck and nip for a while, giving Raya her very first orgasm. But I don't want her raw and sore before I can enter her this first time.

My face is covered with Raya's fluids. Maria has placed a towel on the night stand. I move up on Raya, grab the towel, and wipe my face. I apply some KY on my rod and center it over her virgin cunt. This will hurt a little. You ready?

Two eyebrows go up emphatically. I didn't need to tell her about pain. Like all these poor young girls, they have known pain and handle it with an equanimity that surprises those who are not from these shores. I push in and immediately run into the obstruction. Grabbing her ass, tilting her pelvis up a bit I push through. Raya's eyes are on me. She does not speak. She does not make a sound as I short stroke repeatedly until I am all the way inside the girl. She signals a small nod. She's OK. I pull out most of the way and push deep into her. Her eyes close, open and then there is a smile. She looks at me and says, Again.

I pull back and run into her again. This time I get a, Yes. Good. And then a very broad smile, eyebrows way up and a giggle. We start working together. Raya learns how to fuck with me above her. I turn her over and get a very confused look from the girl. She was having fun, why did I pull out?

I slide into her cunt from behind. I get, hehehe oo like a dog! In short order, Raya has this figured out and is working with me. I am free now to grab a tit and her clit as I fuck her. Raya comes for the second time. It is a loud one. I think about giving her a chance to catch her breath. I have not cum yet, and am worried that this first time she will be sore if we go much further, so I fuck right through it, working my own passion and cumming deep in the girl as she cums for a third time.

We both collapse on the mattress. I hold Raya in my arms. She snuggles in as tight as she can get. Joo right. You are good! Go figure.

I am still holding Raya in my arms when Jana comes into the bedroom. Raya hears the door open and when she sees Jana, the girl begins to panic. Jana sees it, smiles and says, Kalma ka²! I am happy for you little one. Was it good for you?

Yes, Ma'am. It was very good. May I ask you, who are you?

Oh! I sorry! Sorry! I am Jana. I am Sir Gordon's asawa³.

Talaga?

Yes, child. You are Raya? Tama?

Oo, Ma'am Jana. It OK I here with Sir?

Yes, child, it is OK. We will share him. OK with you?

Oo! We share him at the same time? Joo tell me such things happen.

Don't you just love it when others are talking about you, right in front of you, as if you aren't there?

Yes, this happens normally. You OK with this?

I never do it but, Joo say it OK, so I say OK.

Do you know Renelyn?

Oh yes, she is a friend of mine. We were schoolmates.

I am not surprised! Huh, neither am I. Well, it's time for me to leave these two, to have their female bonding time. I slip into the CR, take a quick shower, put some clothes on and go back upstairs to the office.

Tomorrow I meet Amzkie. This is getting weird. In the last two days I have had sex with fifteen-year-olds. Tomorrow with a fourteen year-old. And worse yet, Sha is coming. I don't want to be fucking Maria's daughter. That's beyond weird. All of this because I had an idea about Bayan Na entering the twenty-first century.

In the office, I find messages from Giselle. They are needing a little tweak to the inventory module for a small issue they have encountered. The Bills of Lading format needs to be massaged a bit. I send all the comments through to Cynthia.

I also receive new requirements for different types of RFID tags from Giselle. I push that through to the appropriate party as well.

I have a message from Eve. At one of the new locations, some Einsteins thought that theft is a good way to thank Bayan Na for employment. Two such geniuses are now in jail. Zelle insists on pressing charges. She wants to make a clear example for others to note. One result is that Eve reports five staff quit today. She figures that it was a criminal group. She has contacted the pulis about who quit and was told that these folks are on the list that the pulis think have been engaged in a number of thefts in the area. Eve asked if she might provide the pulis with the list of her employees to screen them but, the officer refuses. I am not surprised. She needs to find an employee who is related to an officer. Then she will have better luck.

As we build out in the coming few years, most of my legally aged females will be in the field. Even Zelle and Eve may be gone often. If Zelle is gone, well, OK, she owns a company and her connection to me is not the same as the others but, I don't want Eve gone so damned much.

Since Zelle has joined us, Eve's role as a module manager has morphed into my assistant for all code and modules. She has Zelle's trust. Eve will handle sales modules and everything else with me. She is not compartmentalized. She will be able to do it all. But that means she will be in demand outside of the office more than I want.

Unless I do something different with staffing, it occurs to me that as I look around, it will only be Jana, Maria and five children. This is not what I had been thinking of, at all. Still the fact that these females were going to be gone, was known to Jana and me from the first. It's just that I am in love with Eve. In truth I love Zelle too, but, that one is 'complicated.' What I didn't see were the underage ones.

As I work through my messages, it occurs to me that being here in the Philippines means that I don't get the business solicitations I would get in the USA. Here the contacts come via text or landline calls. I don't trust these type of solicitations and so those who try, run directly into a solid, 'no.' I am sure many of them don't understand why I will not engage.

But the bottom line is I can verify a business email. I can check out their website and call the company in return. Here most companies don't have websites or the site is so out of date that phone numbers listed no longer work. Text messages from cell phones offer no confidence. There are no good white or yellow page directories, paper or online. There are a myriad of companies but, no way to easily search them or connect to them.

That works against my needs sometimes but, for Bayan Na sometimes, it will make the company a force in its industry once the sales and x-dating modules get properly deployed. Every time a salesperson is in the field, Bayan Na will harvest all the information on to the main servers. We will not lose sales leads. Bayan Na will have a customer database better that anyone else in our market. Zelle can't wait and I don't blame her.

Even though we have yet to deploy all the code, our gals are busy training others to use the modules we have perfected for Bayan Na in this expanded company. These are skills, the people we train can't take anywhere else, unless the company comes to Cynthia to purchase the code, and that means my staff will do that training as well. I can see full employment for these gals for years to come. I am already getting requests from other companies.

Bayan Na is working on building a fleet of trucks. In six months I think we will start looking at how to get into the ocean ferries, moving product between the islands. Things are moving fast.

Early tonight I will be with Jana and Maria, before I get back out of bed, and get back to work late at night. I know Cynthia will want to talk as soon as she sees the email when she awakens.

I am looking at what islands have what type of ports for ocean cargo when I get a text to come down for dinner. I get downstairs at about the moment that Raya sees Renelyn for the first time since she got here today. If I expected squeals, I was not prepared for tears. But that is what is happening. Tears, great sobbing and heaving of chests.

Maria pulls me aside and tells me that the fighting in the Muslim provinces has been devastating to the families of these girls. That is why Joo worked so hard to get them here. Yes, there are shelters but, their lives and their futures had been wrecked. If there ever had been any hope before, now that hope has crumbled into ruin. If there is any hope to make these girls whole again, it is here with us. Maria makes it clear that there are tens if not hundreds of thousands right now that are in equally dire straits. These girls are Joo's, the others, the many thousands are not. And so... and so, I know that no matter what, Amzkie, who is coming tomorrow, is going to be here to stay. I stop and text Joo.

OK, I guess I finally understand. They are welcome here. But Joo, Amzkie does not need to be in my bed.

Yes, she does. Don't be difficult.

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Dinner was good and is now over. I read some of the newspaper that came this morning. At 9PM I am back in the bedroom with Maria and Jana.

Jana is in a slip as is Maria. They are relaxing on the bed. Jana pats the mattress by her left side, a slice of mattress between the two of them. I undress and join them. Gordon, are you OK? I know you say you not want these young ones. But really, they are OK with it and want to be here.

Yeh, I get that, Jana, but, for the love of Pete, this is not legal.

Sweetheart, no one is complaining, and no one will complain. It's OK. As Jana is saying this, Maria has my equipment in her hand and she is doing a nice job of stroking me into tumescence. Jana is still talking. You know, in a few years, when you are ready to take on other companies, the young ones, here now, will be legal age and ready to leave for outside placement.

And your point is?

Well, it seems to me, and I think Maria sees this too, you can deploy every girl that is legal. The work is greater than you can grow the staff. You need young ones here learning the modules.

I am not following.

How long do you see this business opportunity to continue?

Huh, longer than I want to run it. Maybe twenty years.

And you are going to run out of young ones in three or four years. You need to add other young ones. Maria is giggling.

Jana, that gets him harder! See, he likes it. He just say he not.

OK, I am enjoying it. It's still not right.

Gordon, think of the good you are doing for these girls and stop telling us it is not right. Renelyn and Raya will be gone in under three years and they will have a real future. Amzkie will be gone in under four years. Then what?

OK, in a year or two we can look for a couple more young ones.

Gordon, you need more girls in the field right now and you need young ones, a regular supply of them. Maria is now giving me head and, goddamn, it is not helping me concentrate on what Jana is pushing towards.

What are you talking about?

You need more girls in the field now. I hear you say that to Zelle. True?

Yeh, OK, and?

And you need more young ones? True?

That's your theory. But OK maybe.

But it is not easy to get young ones. These that you have, they are because Joo know them and they are special. You are right, it is not legal and you need to be safe. Maria and me we talk to Rose and Joy about this. She introduce us to friends of theirs, Imee and Maricar. We talk about your problem?

My problem? With what Maria is doing right now, Jana, I have no problems.

Gago⁴! You know what I mean!

OK, OK, do I gather that Imee and Maricar are also mates to guys who have many mistresses?

Imee and Maricar are like us, asawa and mistress to the same man.

OK, and?

They have a dorm full of mothers and daughters. These are ones that Jake can't take because there is a daughter that is too old for his program.

And how old is that?

Fourteen.

OK, I'm listening, and a little appalled by this Jake.

Imee and Maricar say they can't take any more of these and Jake has many that need a place to land.

Jana, I am not running a shelter! I think I am getting soft in spite of Maria's best efforts.

Gordon, you don't understand. Jake's program is for the very, very brightest girls and mothers. They cannot get considered unless they are, oh what did Joy say Jake called them? Oh, I remember, 'Off the charts!' ... With each family they would send us to consider, there would be a mother, who needs a good job, is very pretty and is smart, a child at least fourteen who is also a top performer and a twelve year-old who is a very top performer.

I pause, I need to take this in, and in case you are wondering, yes, I just got hard again. Jana, am I to understand that if the fourteen-year-old was not there, Jake would be taking the twelve-year-olds? Is that what the bastard is doing?

Maria has my nuts gripped hard in her hand and she is sucking for all she's worth. Yes, Gordon, that is what he is doing, and it is what you will be doing, sweetheart. I'm going to help you. You're going to start fucking twelve-year-olds.

Oh, fuck, I blow my load in Maria's mouth.

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Chapter 18