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I have been fucking little Shamcey a few times a month for the last three months. She is with me more than any other little one and Shamcey knows it. She also doesn't need any anatomy lessons any more. At the moment, she is showing me that she has mastered a technique that Pia taught her this week, by giving me deep throat while her cunt is dribbling her female juices on my face, just inches above my nose. The things she is doing with her throat and tongue are things that my limited vocabulary is unable to verbalize. All I can tell you is that if she doesn't stop in the next fifteen seconds I am going to blow my entire load down her throat.

Shamcey! Don't if you want me in your cunt don't! Oh God child, what are you doing to me! Shamcey, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuuuuuuck! And I cum. She can't taste it. It, honest to God, went down her throat.

Half a minute later she is right side up, in my arms and snuggling next to me. As I drift off to sleep I think of something Jake said about getting addicted to the little ones.

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GLS is a success. Yes, it is a success because it is making money in all twenty-one markets (the twenty run by the new staff and the one that used to be run by Jiecel and Taciana), where we have depots and between the depots as well. But it is also a success because it has captured so much of the business in the locations where the company operates, that we are building a huge database of critical information.

We took in ten more mothers and daughters from Jake's folders along with ten for Bayan Na in a second group. These GLS mothers are now in the field in our busiest depots. Zelle has her ten at her current stores. Giselle and Joo are back with us here. As are Taciana and Jiecel who are no longer needed in a depot.

It is a success because I now have a significant client base of new customers for the San Jose code. My girls, including Joo and Giselle, who were only training Bayan Na staff are now training others and Cynthia is a very busy lady.

GLS has had a huge impact on the current Bayan Na stores. Bayan Na is taking significant business away from the competition. At present, we figure that about seven percent of customer business from each of the major competitors, has come to the company. That is a major change to the Bayan Na bottom line and a major hit to the competition. They think it has to do with our app driven outside rep sales tools. And, that is certainly part of it. We are happy that they think so. What they do not see is the link to GLS.

The proof of the heuristics where Bayan Na is operating gives us confidence in what will happen as Bayan Na opens up stores elsewhere.

Our plans for GLS are big. We currently have at least one of the girls at each store and the rest are local hires with no connection to me or the home office. Though I have bedded the mothers, our agents, I have not touched their daughters at all. I have no need for them. We have them all in school. With the assistance of Jun and Cherise, we have set up a little school for the seventy-three kids. It is far less expensive than sending them to a private school and we didn't want them in public school. Plus I wanted to limit the loose lips sink ships issues, with these young ones, smart or not. Keeping them here also helps bind the mothers close to us.

With her expanded group of our girls, Zelle is currently opening new stores on this island. Because of the good will we have engendered with the large Muslim contingent at GLS, Zelle has gained confidence in hiring Muslims to manage and staff her stores in the Bangsamoro region. The results so far are good. The stores there do close on Muslim holidays. Bayan Na now has twelve stores opened or in the process of being opened on the island. No more are planned.

The next step for our team of thirty GLS gals, is to set up shop on the Island of Cebu. We are scouting out locations now.

Our buyers are doing as well as we had hoped. Alona's passport has run out of visa pages.

Something has come up that may be interesting. The owner of one of Bayan Na's competitors has contacted San Jose via an email query about purchasing the software. San Jose referred it to Cynthia, who knows full well that this is a direct competitor. Cynthia can sell selected modules to them but, not a more complete package. I suspect that what they want, is the ability to do the heuristics that Bayan Na is doing. It won't be as powerful, as they will not have the trucking component but, it will work. Cynthia does need to sell into this region but, does she sell to a direct competitor?

Zelle says, it would be OK, if this wasn't the competitor for whom Jonathan was working behind her back. She says, anyone else but this guy. Newly pregnant Cynthia is Zelle's part time bed mate. Cynthia does have an out. There is a clause she can invoke about competitors of existing software customers, needing to get permission from the existing customer. Technically since Bayan Na is not paying for the product, this clause ought not to be invoked. But Cynthia has invoked it.

The upshot is that a meeting has been arranged for Cynthia, Zelle and me at the competitor's home this evening. Each of us will arrive separately so there is no look of the collusion that actually exists.

Cynthia is now driving, and has purchased a red Toyota Vios. So far so good.

When each of us arrives at a mansion, we are met at the front door by a very attractive woman. I am the second to arrive. Zelle is the last. There is a pretty teenage girl standing by a door down the hall. A young boy is by her side. The woman escorts us to a sala where we meet the competitor, whose nickname is, and I am not making this up, Dingdong.¹

Dingdong knows Zelle is aware of Jonathan's double dealing. Cynthia explains again that Dingdong needs Zelle's agreement for his company to purchase the software. He also has to get my agreement as I also use the San Jose software as it links in with what his company would be purchasing. For GLS to link in to code he might purchase, I also need Zelle's blessing and so he needs to deal with me as well, if he wants that part of the package.

Dingdong wants to know how it ties in and I explain that as soon as he places an order entry, our company flags and tracks the order, making sure we have it on our trucks the moment it can be handled. That may mean more trucks to a location on a given day. It means that we notify your inventory software of exactly where the product is as soon as we touch it. Your floor staff can see that from their tablets right away.

Dingdong looks at Zelle. You have this right now?

She smiles wanly and answers, Yes.

He looks at Cynthia. You can sell that to me?

Yes but to link in to that and even to purchase the code, you need Zelle's agreement as she is the existing customer in your market type. I would have no issue if you were selling shoes, or automobile parts. Then the competition clause isn't triggered.

Dingdong looks at Zelle. What do you want? I need this code. You know it! You are putting me out of business. Is it necessary for you to do that? Is it not better that there be healthy competition?

Zelle looks at Cynthia. Ma'am, I think it is best if you not be here for this discussion. We will tell you tomorrow how it ends tonight.

Cynthia gets up and is escorted out by the same woman, who I think may be Dingdong's wife.

The question Dingdong is, how badly do you want this? You destroyed my marriage. Is your business worth yours?

No, Ma'am, I did not destroy your marriage.

Yes, you did and don't argue with me or I will walk out right now.

OK, OK.

So, the question is, how important is your business to you? This is your wife?

The woman has just now reenterd the room.

Yes, Ma'am.

The two kids we see when we walk in are your son and daughter?

Yes, Ma'am.

Bring them in here.

Dingdong signals to his wife to get the kids. She leaves.

So, Dingdong, if I understand where you are, you will have cash but, you are losing money in your day to day sales. If you are going to save what you have, you either need to turn this around by fixing the sales picture, or you need to liquidate your stock and close your doors. That about it?

Yes.

The wife and kids are in the room.

What is your wife's name?

Wenelyn.

And your daughter and son?

Mhae and Micx2²

OK. Wenelyn, Mhae and Mic2x, we are about to find out how important your husband and father thinks you are and how important holding on to the business is. What's really important in his world? It is really very simple. When I leave this house tonight, he will either have permission to purchase the software he needs to make his company profitable, or he will not. But to save his company, you, each in your own way will pay a big price. If he decides to not force you to pay this price, he will lose the business but, you will not be poor. You will not be rich any more but, not poor either. Dingdong knows the truth of this. If any of you leave this room or refuse to do what he tells you to do, he will immediately lose his chance to say the buisness. If, in the future, any of this comes out, any agreement I give tonight, is canceled. Wenelyn, do you understand?

Yes, Po.

Do you understand, Mhae?

Yes, Po.

And you Mic2x, do you?

Yes, I do Po.

OK. Zelle leans over Dingdong's ear and whispers. We cannot hear. He answers. She is saying something else and he is shaking his head. Zelle straightens up and says, Let's go, to me.

I get up just as Dingdong, with a crack in his voice says, Wait! Mic2x come here. The boy, of maybe ten or eleven, stands in front of his father. Dingdong unzips his own trousers and pulls out his own penis. It isn't very large but, it is hard. The father orders his son to kneel and suck his father's cock. Wenelyn shrieks. Mhae's eyes are huge, as she stares at the scene in front of her. The boy is shaking. Dingdong puts his hand on the back of the boy's neck and pulls him down, shoving the boy's face into the fathers lap. Dingdong screams at Mic2x. Suck it! Now!

The boy is crying but, he does as his father orders. Zelle leans over Dingdong again and whispers. Later she tells me that she told him not to stop until she tells him. But she tells him something else because Dingdong yells at Wenelyn, Take off your clothes and suck the Kano's penis! Don't argue, do it!

Wenelyn takes off her clothing, approaches me, apologizes to me, I am sorry, Sir, I know you are married but, I must do this. She takes my rod out and does an incredibly incompetent job of giving head. Zelle looks at me and knows that the head I am getting is not only not good, it is painful. She leans back, over Dingdong and whispers again. Woman you are doing such a bad job you must now have the man fuck you.

Wenelyn is in a state of cognitive denial. She accepts the direction as if she is in a trance. She isn't but her world is collapsing around her. I bend the woman over the couch and enter her. She is not tight and not enjoying this. It is like fucking a knot hole in a piece of balsa wood. No sharp edges but nothing is going on. I make another face at Zelle. She shrugs.

Another whisper into Dingdong's ear. I note that the guy is as hard as a rock. The fucker is enjoying having his son giving him head. Zelle sees it too. She whispers in the guy's ear. He quickly gets up, pulling Mic2x off him. The boy looks a little relieved but, the relief is short lived. Dingdong pushes the boy over and runs his cock into the boy's ass, without any preparation. The boy screams but, Dingdong continues. Zelle moves over to Wenelyn and whispers in her ear.

Wenelyn is getting up and as I figure it is Zelle's instruction, I allow it. Wenelyn goes over to her daughter and takes the girl's clothing off, leaving Mhae naked. She brings the child to me and tells me, the child is mine to fuck.

As this is happening, Dingdong isn't just cornholing his son, he seems to be getting off on it. I turn the girl's head to her father. Look at him. He likes fucking your brother. He gave his wife to me and she has given you to me. You are now mine, child. Look at your father as I fuck you. I put the child on her back, on the couch and lying over her, I rip through her hymen and push in. She is still watching her father fuck her brother. Now look at me. Do you want him to fuck you next? If we leave you here, he will be fucking you and Mic2x, not your mother. You want me to keep on fucking you, or do you want him to fuck you?

You, you!

And I do until she cums. But I don't want to cum in her. I do not want to get the girl pregnant. I pull out of her, walk over to the mother and pull her down. She allows it. I tell her, Do you want that asshole to get you pregnant, after he has fucked your son, or do you want me to cum inside you?

Wenelyn snaps out of wherever she was and looks at me. You. Fuck me good. This time she isn't a block of wood. She is working it and making my time inside of her memorable. I give her my cum. She screams, Oh fuck yes, give me a baby!

And believe it or not, at that moment, Dingdong blows his load inside of Mic2x. Zelle tells him, he can stop. He can have his code, if he wants to buy it. She then speaks to Wenelyn and Mhae. We know who that man wants to fuck. The question you have to ask yourselves is if you want to stay with him. He chose his business over protecting the two of you. He has fucked is own little son. The boy isn't good for anything now except for what his father will do to him next. If you don't know that, I can't help you. You can come with me and sleep in a bed far from here, or I can leave you here. I am leaving now.

Wenelyn looks at Mhae before she speaks. Ma'am, Po, please give me a moment to talk to my daughter.

Zelle signals her agreement.

The two females are holding each other, crying and refusing to look at Dingdong who continues to hold the boy in his arms.

The boy is crying. The father is stroking the child's hair and in a weird way trying to comfort the boy. The boy's ass remains on display, cum dribbling out the asshole and the father's cock is rampant again. How long before he is back inside the kid?

Zelle and I see all of this.

Wenelyn comes up to Zelle, I will come with you. But the child asks if she can go with Gordon. I understand he will probably say no and I not know what to do.

Zelle smiles. Gordon will take her. You will see why later. Say goodbye to your asshole husband.

No, I will never talk to him again!

We all leave in our two vehicles. The reveal, that we are together, is going to be an interesting third act. I have no idea how it will play out. I was well aware that Zelle was angry with Jonathan but, I do not think I had any idea of how strongly the anger burned within her. She went tonight for one reason only, to destroy that man's marriage. If I understand it, if he had chosen his family, every time he looked at them he would see the company they cost him. Alternately, if he chose the business, Zelle wanted that marriage destroyed, if she could do it. His fucking the boy might have been a serendipitous thing in my mind, at the time but, she must have known he had a son. She must have known that the entire family might all be home at night. It was her decision to have this meeting here in his home on an evening. He had wanted it during normal business hours. I guess I was a pawn in this play but, I understand her anger.

I give Zelle time to get to the house. I take Mhae to get some pizza and a Sprite. I figure on lightening the mood a bit for the girl and let her know I am not a complete monster. Mhae wants to talk.

Why did she do that to us? She did it to you too! Mother says you are married!

Yes I am married. Luckily to a very understanding wife. You don't know the history between Zelle and your father, I guess.

No! What happened?

Well, it is not a nice story but, you have every right to hear it. I am going to tell you what I know about it. If I am wrong in some detail, big or small, it is only because I can only tell you what I have been told. OK?

Yes, thank you.

Huh, don't thank me until I am finished. I proceed to tell her about Jonathan's role as the company buyer of the company Zelle owns and he benefited from as the husband. About the loveless marriage but, how Zelle was never going to end it. She cared enough for Jonathan to try to find a way for him to be happy. I told her about how he worked to hurt her by helping Mhae's dad win business from his own wife. I told her how someone found out about the cheating and what he did to someone in his anger. I told her about the video of him in Malaysia and how the marriage ended.

Mhae was crying, But, she said, what Jonathan did could not have been as bad as what Zelle had her father do tonight.

I shook my head. I am sorry to tell you this but, it was worse.

It can't be!

I could show it to you. I still have it on my phone but, you don't want to see it.

I think I do, Gordon. I need to understand her anger at Jonathan and my father. Please, I need to see it.

Mhae, it is violent and horrible.

Show it to me.

Sitting in the Pizza restaurant, at a table by ourselves, I do. Mhae says nothing through the entire video and then taps to watch it again. OK, Gordon, I get it. You think, no, I don't think you thought about this at all. I think she thinks my father and Jonathan were lovers. That is why she knew to tell him to take Mic2x. Father used to go to Malaysia all the time. But he stopped going some months ago. I think she knows something she has not told anyone about them.

Damn, Mhae just put the puzzle together for me. Gordon, I don't want to go back there.

OK, I understand. But there is more you need to know before you make any more decisions. It is true I am married and it is very true that I love my wife. I believe she loves me. But what you don't know is that I live with many females.

You mean daughters, and in-laws?

Sorry, no, I mean I live with and make love with my wife, with Cynthia, with Zelle, and with others. Some of them close to your age.

Really? I mean you aren't trying to get me to go back to my father? Because I will not go back, even if this is true.

Huh, finish your pizza, Mhae. This is going to be a night of surprises for you. And I get a quizzical look from the girl.

The drive to the house is subdued. When we pull in the lights are all on and I can see many moving around. I park the vehicle next to Zelle's and guide Mhae in to the house. Sitting at the table is Wenelyn, Cynthia, Zelle, Jana, Maria, Anja, Dian, and Eve. Wenelyn looks like she has been pulled through a wormhole. Mhae runs to her and hugs her mother. Do you know why? Do you know what this is about, 'nay?

No, child, I don't understand any of this.

Gordon, give me your phone and tell me where I can talk privately with mother.

I give her the cell and take her up to my office, leaving them there and walking downstairs. I look at Zelle, hard, and simply say, You knew Dingdong liked boys, because it came out when you had that meeting with Jonathan. He told you about the trips he and Dingdong took together to Malaysia to fuck young boys. You knew that. You knew he had a young son. You had a pretty good guess the family would all be home at night and you knew that one way or the other, you would ruin that man's life tonight.

No one says a word. None of the females in the room move. Cynthia looks shocked. Zelle's face is stone. Finally, speaking as if to herself, or at a great and quiet distance she says, Yes. I knew. I knew he could not resist fucking his son. Jonathan said he called every little boy he fucked by his son's name. I knew it. He is a monster just like Jonathan. I was going to make sure his family knew the monster he is. I did it. I am glad I did it. I would do it again. I only hope he kills himself now.

No one says anything. Maria goes to a cupboard, grabs a bottle of brandy, puts together a tray of tumblers and brings it all to the table. I grab a tumbler and pour a stiff drink. Others do the same. The room filled with people is eerily quiet. It isn't that there is nothing to say, it is that we have no idea what to say. We all love Zelle. What she has done is both monstrous and rough justice. We don't seem to know which it is more than the other.

Half an hour later with two brandy bottles empty and a third one half way there, I hear Wenelyn's thin voice. I think my daughter and I need some of that.

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