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Do you want your time with Anja, Jana?
What did the others say?
They say to add the girl.
OK well, maybe you should check with Alona but, it's OK with me. Add her.
I see. Why are you OK with her?
This is your decision, Gordon. You take the girls you want. I am OK with what I have.
She is going to be taking care of your house. Are you sure?
Is it my house? It is your money. Yes, OK it is in my name but, maybe I swap with Zelle and put this in her name and the other in mine. I don't know. We are married and that is forever but, maybe we like each other and live a little separately. People do that all the time. Maybe I petition for an annulment saying that I learn I am a lesbian and you marry Zelle. That would be nice I think.
What if I marry Alona?
Ganun?
Well, why Zelle? I don't need her company, and she doesn't need the consulting company I am setting up. What's the point? Maybe I should marry Maria? Huh, no because then I am also involved with incest! Oh hell, Jana, I love you and don't want an annulment.
In truth, Gordon, I don't either. I think maybe you really want one. But maybe you not want to do that. OK. Well, I enjoy Cynthia. It is funny. I was afraid of her. Now I am her lover! Will you get her pregnant? Really?
I'll try.
Good then she will stay. I think I want to keep her. She is my age and we can be good friends. Gordon, Anja is fine. Add her. She doesn't scare me. None of them do. You know why?
No, please tell me.
I am older and more pangit than all the others here and you still love me. If you were going to change your mind, you would have done it already.
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Jana has left to meet with Joy and Jake about the dormitory and school. Alona has returned to Zelle's house and is awaiting Rose and the girls selected.
Cynthia, Eve and Zelle have left for the Bayan Na building. Renelyn, Pia, Amzkie, Raya and Brenna are in the apartment working on order entries. That more than maxes out the computers, we have, to do the work. I gather that the new ones are being trained, which requires doubling up. Sha and Princess are watching TV in the apartment. I am in my office. We will have an interview of a mother and daughter in an about an hour. Jun tells me that they are coming by tricycle.
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I am in the office. Maria joins me and sits down. She is patient, waiting for me to come to a stopping point. I look up. Pia was an angel. No problems.
OK, Eve and Zelle say add them. Jana says it's OK with her. Maria looks a little surprised. I know but, she says it's my call and she trusts you. (That's a prevarication. She didn't say that but, I know she does feel that way.)
OK but she hasn't been with you.
She will be with me tonight. Alone. I don't expect any issues.
OK.
Maria, is she going to be enough or do you need more help?
Ha. After what happens with Anja I think more. Yes, I am going to need more help but, we will have many girls, di ba? Fourteen through seventeen, correct?
Yes, that's the plan. You will have more than you need to work here. I think they need to do shifts on house work. Days on, days off.
That my idea. Maybe that work OK.
Of course.
I ask Maria to send Anja and Pia to see me. They arrive about ten minutes later. Both are dressed very nicely. Both are very much the knockouts they were yesterday.
As they come in, I stand. Walking over to Anja, I take her in my arms and kiss her. She is a bit surprised but welcomes me. We keep at it a while but, I keep it PG rated. When we break, I turn to Pia, take her in my arms, and before I start to kiss her, I tell her, It seems that your mother and you will be mine. Now you need to hear this clearly, Pia. You are now my lover. I will take your virginity. I will give you children. You will be mine for many years. This is not a game. This is your life. As I wrap my arms around you, it is you and me, not me and your mother. You and I will have a life together. This is the last chance you have to say, wait, to say no. Once I take you, you are mine. Are you really ready, or do you want to reconsider? I really want you to reconsider.
If you are going to be my lover, do I call you, Gordon?
Yes, that is fine.
Gordon, I am ready.
Pia may be fifteen but, I defy any man to tell me she isn't one of the most magnificent females on the planet. I take her in my arms. Her lips seek mine. Her tongue seeks mine. Her arms and hands wrap around my back. Her loin pushes against my thigh. Her breath and mine mingles. When we finally break, I see the look in Anja's eyes. I look at those eyes. With one arm still around Pia, I pull Anja back in. As Anja's cheek brushes my cheek she say, My God, she is going to steal you from all of us! I see it.
I can feel it too. Pia is something special.
Girls, both of you will be with me individually. Tonight, Anja you will come to my bedroom. Pia, you and I will find a time later.
Pia has a question. When do Brenna and Princess join you?
That has yet to be resolved.
But they want to.
I know. And it will happen at some point. But in truth, they are really too young. When I told your mother yesterday that I didn't want little girls, it was the truth. I said, I knew they would push to get in my bed. I know they will. But I really don't want to do that too soon. You and your mother are the two I wanted.
But Sha!
Have you ever heard the expression, 'The exception that proves the rule'?
No.
Well, look it up! And Pia, no one has ever kissed me better than you did. You are amazing. Now scoot. I have an interview to conduct soon.
Thirty minutes later there is a mother and two daughters at the gate. Maria lets them in, takes them to a bedroom with a CR and makes them presentable. Well, I am sure they were presentable but, they, and I, need to see them as they 'will be' if we take them. The before and after yesterday with Anja and her family left me convinced that this really matters.
An hour after they arrived, the three of them are escorted into my office. Mother, Ladylyn, fourteen-year-old, Kimverlyn and twelve-year-old, Jeslyn. Anja and Pia have competition. All three are amazing.
OK ladies, this is the next chance you have to ask questions.
Ladylyn asks, Why you always want us to ask questions and you not ask us?
I will ask some questions but, I know a lot about you already. I know where you are living. I know what you are doing to make some money. I know what the school records say. I know how you all three did on the tests you were given by Jun. I know your fears based on the interviews. I am sure you will do a good job for me if you are selected. What I don't know is wrapped up in the questions you wanted to ask yesterday but didn't.
Kimverlyn asks, How you know we wanted to ask questions?
Because I am almost as smart as you are Kimverlyn. Is it OK if I call you Kim?
Yes, Kim is good.
And I call your sister Jess?
Yes!
And Ladylyn, do I call you Lady?
Ummm, use Lyn, OK?
Yes. OK girls, what are the questions?
Are you going to have sex with my sister Jess?
No, not for at least two years.
But you will have sex with me?
We can wait until you are fifteen. Would you like that?
Really, you not require me to do you on your desk right now?
Kim, I have to say, that is the least romantic description of sex I have heard in a while. No, I do not require you to bend over now. But Kim, if you don't want this, then we should not do it. I don't want to force anyone. Not everyone is right for this family. That's OK.
Ladylyn rips into her daughter in Visayan, telling her she is screwing everything up for all of them. Kim answers back that she's OK with me but, just thinks I am some sex pervert. I'm not? Now she is not so sure. She didn't expect the answer I give her. I do not let on that I know what they are saying. I am however not so sure that this is a family we want to take.
Sir, my daughter is rude, she does not mean the way it sounded.
Oh, well, I am not sure how she intended it. The intent is for those who join this family to find a way to love me and the others here; to find a family out of strangers, to give birth to my children and to live with me for years to come as we build companies of great wealth, for all my girls and our children to enjoy for generations. I didn't hear anything that convinces me that your family will fit in.
More Visayan. Mom is beyond pissed at her daughter. The daughter, in all honesty doesn't want with the program. She is not being disrespectful to her mother but, she is being honest. This is not for her. Jess on the other hand thinks it's a fairy tale come to life. Kim tells her younger sister that she's too immature to understand that it's a bad deal.
Ladylyn tries me again. Sir, if I might just have a few minutes outside with my children?
I think not. I have heard enough and I need her to understand why, and so in Visayan I tell her, Madam this is not going to work. It is perfectly clear to me that this child is never going to be happy with me. I take her at her word. She is being honest with you and I respect her for that. Her decisions were clear and while they do not work for me, they are valid for her. Kim, I never, and I do mean, never, ask anyone to do something that is against their own good judgment. That is why I ask those who come to ask questions. From the questions, I learn feelings and intentions. I wish you and your family the best of luck in your lives. I thank you for coming. My staff will provide you money for the tricycle ride back home. I will text Maria who will get you back into your own clothing before you leave.
I do text Maria but, it takes a couple of minutes for her to appear. LadyLyn tries me again. Sir, what if it is just me and my little one?
I am sorry but that does not fit our model.
Kim who has just been kicked to the curb by her mother, comments, What? You have a model? Oh that's so false.
Yes, well I am sure you feel that way but, the mothers, once trained go out into the field very soon leaving the daughters behind. The older daughter becomes a lover of mine and the caretaker for her younger sister. By having access to my bed, she is assured that if something bad is happening to her little sister, I will fix the problem right away. If the older sister is not in my bed or not here, the younger sister is a risk for mistreatment by others. I will not allow anyone to be hurt here. So, Kim, yes there is a model.
Now Kim's eyes come alive. She is crying. Her mother is screaming at her. Maria has appeared and escorts them out.
I text Joy, I have rejected this family.
Joy asks why. I tell her that Kim wasn't right for us and made it very clear.
Joy says to send them directly to her. I ask why. She wants to make sure there is no blow back from the rejection. I text Maria to instruct the tricycle driver where to take them and if he fails, he had better leave the city because I will hunt him down.
I text Joy that they are on their way. She asks for exactly what happened. It just so happens that I record these interviews for other reasons. I send her the mpeg of the session.
Twenty minutes later I get a call from Jake and Joy.
Hi you pervert!
Yeh, hi to you too, Jake.
We listened to the interview. I have to say, I didn't find any flaw in what you did. It was respectful to an unpleasant girl, it was respectful to the family. It is clear that we missed something with the girl. We have taken a second look at who is going out to see you tomorrow. I don't think there will be any problem with them. By the way, what happened to Anja, Pia, Brenna and Princess?
Oh, I'm in love! No, really, they are wonderful and will fit in nicely. Anja is scary smart.
Yes, she is. I am glad you like smart girls.
On another matter, we seem to be proceeding with the lesbian girls but have no plan on what to do with their daughters.
What's the problem?
How many do you want? First, most of them do not have daughters older than twelve.
Ha! And your model needs the older girl.
Yes.
Next, even if we could solve that, politically, getting the young one sexually active with a man at a young age, might not go down well with some who are lesbian.
Yes, a point that Rose doesn't seem to grasp! I've seen that before. Do we pull back?
I don't know. We are going to ask those who are being considered, for their thoughts. Those girls are never joining my family. So they will function as a separate unit in any case.
It might work. I'll ask Rose and Joy to assist in that.
Thanks.
I text Maria, Do you know where Pia is?
Yes, she is with me.
Please send her to my bedroom.
OK.
It doesn't take long to shut things down in my office. The house is quiet as I walk down the flight to my bedroom. Pia is in the bedroom waiting for me. She has a smile on her face. This is it? You are going to love me now?
It is, only if this is what you really want.
Sir, that family that just left, maybe they are stupid. I am not stupid. I want this. I want you. I want you to love me. I want your baby. I want to be yours and never leave. The others, they will leave for their jobs. But Mother and me, we stay here with you, always. … Sir, you like me to be sexy with you?
What do you mean?
Dress sexy for you. Touch you and make you hot when I am near you. You want me to try and make you happy when we are not in the bedroom?
Where did you get this idea?
I watch women attract men. Yes? You know? They do this, di ba?
OK, sure.
And I see what they do when they get their guy.
What do they do?
Ha! It is not what they do. It is what they stop doing! They stop attracting him. I think, OK, this must be a mistake.
If you do what you are talking about, you will drive the other females in the house, crazy.
Good! I want to see what happens. OK? It will be our experiment.
So says my virgin girlfriend. OK but, let's take care of your hymen. I intend to destroy it.
Yes. Let's do that right now. … Gordon, I am dreaming about you. This is special for me.
Oh, shit, how does a crusty old dude like me deal with that? Is she buttering me up with this love stuff, or is it real? Am I a fool if I believe her? Am I a sick cynic if I don't?
Pia is every bit as smart as her mother and her mother was at least so sharp as to have me figured out. Pia is a dead ringer for her mother, which makes her a fifteen-year-old binibining. She is simply stunning. Her breasts are developed, her hips are well proportioned. Her legs are long and perfect as she stands in stiletto heels she must have gotten from Zelle's closet. Her face is simply one in a hundred thousand. She draws you in, just to see her. And now... and now she is slowly taking her clothing off in a very provocative manner, tossing each article at me as it comes off her body.
She stands before me naked except for the heels. Who told her how to do this? She walks up to me. Slowly, button, by button she opens my shirt. Her hands touch my neck, my collar, as she slowly removes the shirt from me.
She squats in the heels. Her face is zipper level. She unbuckles my belt and removes the tongue from the clasp. She unbuttons my slacks, lowers the zipper before holding the waist band, she lowers the slacks to the floor. She removes my sandals one at a time, removing the leg of the slacks at the same time. Her fingers reach up to the waistband of my boxers. She pulls the waist band out and peers in. Oooo, nice, is her comment, before returning the waistband to my middle. She kisses my belly, licking my navel and kissing it. Her hands move down and up my legs. Gordon, I want to remember this for the rest of my life. This is my wedding to you. This is where my life begins. And with that she grips the waistband again and making sure the boxers clear my rod, she removes this last article of clothing.
Pia is still squatting. She takes my rod in her hands and does something I can only describe as worship. She is not pumping, she has not put it in her mouth. She is holding it softly, firmly. She is looking at it. I am hard, rigid. Pia is studying it. Her thumbs move over the underside from the scrotum to the glans. Does this feel OK, Gordon?
Yes, Pia, it feels good.
What am I supposed to do for you?
I will teach you later. Today, it will be what I do for you. OK?
Really? It is not my responsibility to pleasure you?
Pia, when we make love, we pleasure each other. As the more knowledgeable of the two of us, allow me to show you some of this pleasure. It will be good for both of us. Then later I will show you some things you can do for me.
Gordon, does this mean that you will want me to feel love from you?
Yes, that is what it means.
Then, Gordon, I am right! Right in wanting this more than anything else, and the ones that left are so stupid! Gordon, what do I do?
I lift Pia to her feet and place her on the bed. I remove her heels, slowly, one at a time, massaging her feet. She giggles a bit but admits it feels good. I massage her calves. She lies back. I push her legs apart and kiss her thighs. Pia moans. Moving up I lick her labia. She sucks in a breath sharply. I do it again and get a, yessss, in response.
Using my fingers I pull her labia apart and see her hooded clit. My tongue touches her little bud of a clit. The reaction is immediate and intense. Her hands grab the back of my head and holds me in that place. She does not want me to move. Neither do I. Her sweet cunt, smelling of nothing but soap, hairless and as smooth as a baby's bottom, is pushed against my mouth. I lick again and again get a torrid response.
I decide to do something that I suspect she is not ready for in any way. I suck her clit into my mouth and then lick it as it is pulled in through my lips. Pia's legs fly into the air and then heels first, pound down into the mattress and just about flip my head off her cunt. Pia screams, Gaaaaa! My jaw is drenched with her juices. I move up on Pia, place my rod where it will do the deed, and shove. I hit the hymen. Pia flexes her pelvic bone up and I shove again. Pia gasps, grunts.
I pause. You OK? She answers. OK now. I start short stroking. Pia is encouraging me on.
I pull back and do some deep dives. She hisses, Yesss. Pia's head is pushed back and arched against the pillow. Her eyes are tight shut. She is biting her lower lip. Her loins are responding to me, seeking my manhood, seeking the pleasure and though she is not aware of it, seeking the completion of the act. She will have to wait. I keep her going. Pia moans, whines, grunts as her body demands more and more.
I turn her over and take her from the rear. She does not fight, she obeys my hands as I place her as I want her. I push into her and she welcomes my return. Her tits are easy to grasp and I take one. Squeezing a nipple. I hear, Oh, my, God! As I fuck her, I put a finger on her clit. Her response is a, naaaaaa. Oh God, Gordon! Oh! OH! And she cums hard.
I give her clit a break, not wanting to make her sore. Taking the tit I haven't attacked yet, I squeeze that nipple and pound her cunt. The next cum follows. The mattress and my legs are soaked. Gordon! Oh Gordon, I can't... Oh God, Oh Gooorrrddenn ggahhhhd. And the next orgasm rips her as I feel my need reaching the point of no return. I pound her hard, faster, ignoring her and responding to my need alone. I have her hair in my hand and am pulling her head back as I send all I have deep inside Pia. The hot message she receives, sends her into her last, and a profound, orgasm.
We fall onto the mattress, completely spent. She is face down, my right arm draped over her shoulders. Gordon, is that what it feels like every time?
Probably not. But it can feel this good. Why?
How, how is any woman, not pregnant, ever? My God! Gordon. How does a girl live without that all the time? Why don't I have a dozen sisters? Gordon, why do the other girls here let you out of bed? That wasn't just the best thing in the world. Gordon it is the ONLY thing in the world. The rest just filler!
Yeh, well, you haven't tried to walk yet. Let's see if you are not ready to kill me in an hour!
Oh. You think maybe it will be a little tender?
Ha! That is an under-assessment. How long do you want to stay here before you start feeling sticky and sweaty and want a shower?
Hummm, fifteen minutes? Gordon?
What?
Honestly, this is the first day of my life. I am happy I am with you. You don't know it yet but, I will show you. You will look back years from now and you will know I told you the truth. I am Gordon's Pia.
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