Fifteen

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Lyn and Lexi are asking for a private talk up on the balcony. I have no idea what it is about, but if they need it, it needs to happen.

OK, we are private now. What’s up?

It is Lyn who asks,

What happen with Mel? She say you get angry with her and she not go with you again.

OK, let me take you through the entire day. Wait until I tell you I am done. OK?

Sige, sige¹.

And so, I launch into a recitation of the events with the guys of Socoteco, the resolution I thought I had come to with them, the ride back with them and the conversation they had with Mel, and finally the conversation I had with Mel after we left George’s.

Both girls are just listening without reaction until I mentioned Mel’s conversation with the guys returning to their offices. At that point, Lexi starts rolling her eyes and shaking her head. Lyn doesn’t know why Lexi is reacting and is understandably unwilling to interrupt me to find out why.

But, as I, I think accurately, go over those last events after leaving George’s place, Lyn finally comes to the understanding that Lexi had surmised earlier.

OK, I am done. Have I answered your question, Lyn?

So you not angry?

No, I am not angry with her. But I do think she isn’t the right one to go with me. And, Lexi, I know what you have been doing with, and for, Mel, for so long. You are right, of course.

Lexi feels vindicated, if not a little frustrated, that the problem will never seemingly be over. It’s just the way that Mel is made. There is no changing it.

My decision, that Mel is the wrong one to be my assistant in these types of things, is obvious to Lexi. And, Lexi has nothing more to resolve. She knows I am not angry with her sister.

Lyn, on the other hand, is frustrated. She needs to assign someone with me, or I will be out there on my own. And that is something she really doesn’t want.

The only other girls here during the day are our three maids. Lyn turns to Lexi.

Which friend of yours be best?

Lexi isn’t prepared to answer, but I have at least one insight to offer.

It can’t be Reina.

Lexi doesn’t seem to react, but that surprises Lyn.

Why?

It’s just a guess, and maybe Lexi will say I am wrong, but every time Mel goes to the store, she takes Reina. My guess is that Reina’s personality is closest to Mel’s and they have just clicked.

Lexi, Craig right?

Maybe yes. I think it right.

So Jing2x or Si2x? Which?

I not know, Ate. Craig?

I really don’t know Jing2x well. I think Si2x might be OK. But I have not put her in the position that Mel was in. Mel was being pressured to work against me. I don’t know how Si2x will respond to pressure.

Ate, maybe you talk to both?

Lyn agrees. There doesn’t seem to be another answer, short of one of my three college girls dropping out of school. Before wrapping up, Lyn asks Lexi if she will talk to Mel and explain to her sister that Craig is not angry with her.

There is some back and forth. Lexi doesn’t think she is the one to do that, as she gets angry with Mel at such moments. Mel is likely to key in on that. In fact, my mentioning Lexi’s issues with Mel’s behavior during that ride back to the house may be one of the reasons Mel thinks I am angry with her.

Lexi says Lyn should do that, too. Lyn is not happy and says if she talks to Mel, Lexi needs to be there too. As far as I know, that’s where it is left as we go down the stairs for our dinner meal. Other than one thing I need to ask Lexi.

Have you or anyone else here mentioned the land trust and the details about it to our three maids?

Lexi hasn’t and doesn’t believe it has come up with anyone else. Lyn thinks that is probably right.

Downstairs things are also in motion. I no more than sit down at the table when, I guess, Si2x must have kicked, or pinched, Jing2x, because the girl jumps like something bit her and then we all hear Si2x saying, Ask him!

Jing2x is, clearly, less than pleased at her current prominent position/predicament. She is glaring at Si2x, who with an even countenance, says, Well? Ask him. What’s the worst that can happen?

Jing2x closes her eyes, breathes deeply, turns to me and asks, Sir, may I be with you tonight?

There are some chortles and guffaws at the table and that just will not do.

Quiet! This is not something to laugh at! Jing2x deserves your respect. … Thank you for asking. I am aware that you have been pressured by Si2x into making the request. What I need to know, before I answer your questions, is … have you been pressured to ask for something you really do not want?

No, Sir, it what I want, but it is embarrassing to ask, I think.

Yes, in front of so many, it clearly is! Why didn’t you ask when I am alone?

I am shy, Sir. Shy to come to you like that.

So, I want to laugh and ask her how this is better, but I hold that inside.

Well then, Jing2x, please come to me by eight this evening and accompany me upstairs.

Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.

Before I can even think of how to answer such a weird ‘thank you’ with an equally weird ‘You’re welcome,’ Si2x pipes up with, See? How hard was that?

At which everyone at the table just starts laughing, even Jing2x, as she is being playfully punched and patted by those next to her.

Sir?

Yes, Reina?

Sir, me too.

You too, what?

Your bed, Sir.

Ah, OK. I see. Yes, Reina. Tomorrow. OK?

Sige, salamat.²

Everyone, but Si2x, is looking at, and talking with, Jing2x and Reina. But, like a hot pink neon sign against a dark desert landscape, a message of, ‘if it needs to happen, I will make it happen’ is written right across Si2x’s face.

I give her a nod of the head, acknowledging the reality of the message and all the meaning that it imparts.

By way of lights above me, on our roofed-over terrace, I have been sitting and reading. I try to take a few hours out here after dinner each night. A book, a rocks glass with rum over ice and, most evenings, a gentle breeze of warm, but not hot, air.

Many evenings, I will then retire with one of the girls, but these hours are mine alone. And I do so tonight until just before eight.

I am expecting Jing2x to come to me. In that she does, I am not surprised.

Nor am I surprised that Jing2x is shy. That much was made clear earlier. What am not expecting is that she needs a chaperone. Hers is Si2x.

Now, I know in the heat of lovemaking last night, Si2x said she would be with the girls, but I honestly didn’t believe her. I didn’t even give it a second thought. At the moment she said it, I discounted it as foolish lovemaking hyperbole.

But here she stands with Jing2x. I smile. I can’t discount it now.

That Jing2x needed the courage to even appear at eight is, in my mind, evidence that she really isn’t ready for this in so many ways. Still, I know there is no way I can tell her to just leave and go to bed alone tonight. I am going to have to bed the kid.

Thank you for bringing her, Si2x. There are some things I need to speak with you about tomorrow, but now it is time for Jing2x and me to get acquainted. Just find me in the morning, OK?

There is confusion on Jing2x’s face and almost an eye roll from Si2x.

No, Craig. We will all be together tonight. I told you last night, this is how it will be.

Si2x, please wait inside. I need to speak with Jing2x alone.

I get eyebrows and she does as requested.

I do not know what Si2x has told you, but there is no need to have her with us tonight. I am sorry that she is inserting herself into your time with me.

No, Sir. I ask her to come. Please allow it.

You really want your most intimate moments with me to be with Si2x right there with us?

Yes, Sir.

OK, I guess. Let’s go.

I have no problems being with two girls, but I don’t understand this with Jing2x. I am not sure I need to, so why am I wondering?

When we get to the bedroom I am about to take control. Si2x can be there, but this is about Jing2x and me. And in that, I am wrong. Si2x takes Jing2x by the hand, moves her close to the bed and undresses the girl.

Jing2x is just standing passively, allowing it all to happen. Once the girl is naked, Si2x removes her own clothing and then places Jing2x on the bed, Si2x behind her and sort of half lying, reclining against the pillows and the headboard.

Both girls are on their backs with Jing2x’s head on top of Si2x’s loins.

She’s ready for you, Craig.

Well, that much seems obvious.

I disrobe, mount the bed and then the girl. Jing2x has not said a word. Oddly, she is not scared, or slave-like in her behavior toward me. Jing2x is animated. Her cunt is already wet. She is smiling as I enter her and seemingly happy as all get-out as the fucking starts. She pays no mind to Si2x, who is playing with the girl’s tits, twisting Jing2x’s nipples. I’m pretty sure Jing2x was a virgin from the signs on my bloody cock.

I have no idea what the relationship is between the two of them, but, clearly, there is something going on that I don’t understand.

Jing2x is strong. Her leg muscles are tight around me. Her back arches and she now pulls her legs up in the air. She wants more penetration.

Si2x is talking.

Are you going to do anything Craig asks you to do, bata³?

Oo, Ate.⁴

Anything, bata?

Oo, Ate, anything. I do it.

If you don’t, what happen to you?

You will beat me, Ate. I know.

Tell Craig what you really want. Tell him now!

Sir! I want a baby. Truly. Give me a baby.

The girl is squirting! It’s like a garden hose just got turned on.

Jing2x, are you my girl, or are you Si2x’s?

I am yours! Sir, only yours. That never change. Si2x only makes sure, no girl does you wrong. She say she kill any girl who hurt you. We believe her!

I am still plunging my cock into the girl as I hear this, and I have to admit, it sends me into overdrive. Way too soon, the girl gets my cum.

But it is time to see if the claim that she is not Si2x’s girl is really true.

Si2x, suck my cum out of her.

Will she?

She does and as Si2x is eating cum, I move to Jing2x’s lips and get a chance to kiss her. She, it turns out, is a damned fine kisser.

What a fucking weird night.

Morning sees Jing2x gone from the bedroom but Si2x is still here. She is showered, dressed and waiting for me, I guess.

I think I need to understand what happened last night and why Jing2x said you would kill her.

Sir, the first night we here, you make it clear to me you not want prostitutes. Remember?

Was that you, that night, who made the comment?

Yes! It me.

OK, and?

Jing2x’s mother, and, Craig, my mother, they both work at the spa, and they both prostitutes. Reina’s mother, she a drug user and a prostitute, no normal job. We three, we make friends because no one else want to be with us. We meet Lexi and she is nice to us and so, Lexi is a friend like that, but not for the other reason. Then Lexi find you and we think, see Lexi is a prostitute now, just like our mothers!

Si2x is crying a bit. She wipes her eyes with the back of her wrist and continues.

You leave and we think, see we are right! But she still live here. She still have money from you. She get nicer clothes to wear. Then we see she is pregnant. We ask her, what she going to do when the child come? She will be alone. She say that not true. You are coming back. I tell her I not believe her. So, she show us the texts from you. We not know what to think. Maybe life just not fair! She a mistress to a foreigner and we have nothing. Then she send for us… Ha! I think OK, you just want to fuck many girls. You have money, why not! Better than being a maid. So we come.

And that night you learned something?

We learned we not here for sex. We here to be the maids! We learn that the other girls, they protect you, keep you safe. So I think, OK, this is good. This is very good. We need to be smart. That night I tell them. They do anything to hurt you, I kill them. No stealing, no lying, nothing, we be the good girls you want. Then our lives will be like Lexi’s. Yes, that is our plan. Maybe you will be strict, mean, we not care. We are safe now. But you not strict. You not mean. You nice and sweet to us even though you never touch us, not once. So, something else happen. We all fall in love with you.

She is crying again. I wait.

I am worried. I think, if we show the love, maybe you throw us out. I worry my friends will make a mistake. You not say we can be trusted. You not say the work is good enough. What if they do something that makes you think we not good? So I tell them again, you do anything wrong, ‘I kill you!’ This man too good. Do not make any mistake. We all love you, but until you said we really safe, I not want any of us to say anything. Then when you say it, I the one who make the mistake, not them!

How?

I ask if that mean we are in your bed!

Well, it wasn’t how it should happen, but it wasn’t anything that would get you thrown out.

Yes, I know now, but I feel so bad then.

OK.

Once you make it clear how it to happen, I know, we all in your bed. But the others, they scared that if they do something wrong I will kill them.

And that is why you were here last night?

Yes.

OK, I understand. And now I have another thing I need you to do.

What that?

When I go out like I did yesterday, with Mel, … in the future, you will come with me, not Mel.

Mel do something wrong?

It doesn’t matter what my reason is, Si2x. It matters that you represent my interest, and not those of others when we have meetings with others.

Of course! Why I not?

OK, that is all I needed to talk to you about this morning. But I do have a question, about Reina. Do you feel comfortable talking about the other girls?

What you want to know?

Have you had a problem in the past making sure others do not take advantage of her?

How you know! Who tell you?

Is it true?

Yes. Craig, how you know this?

I didn’t. I was guessing.

No one guess that good! How?

When Mel goes shopping she takes Reina, and that is the problem we have with Mel. She is a good sweet girl, but others can con her. So I was thinking, maybe Mel likes Reina because their personalities are similar.

Hala! That why you replacing Mel with me!

Yes. That is why.

So, you love Mel, but somethings she not good for?

Exactly.

So, now you know about Reina but Reina still stays?

Yes.

Craig, I will watch Rena for you.

Just like Lexi watches Mel, when she can.

Oh! I not know.

Yeh, well, now you do.

Si2x, are you going to be with Reina today?

Up to you.

Sure why not. I will take her later this morning. Tell me, were you OK eating pussy?

Yes, I am OK with girls.

Do you like it?

Truth?

Yes, Si2x, I always want the truth.

I like it, but one of your other girls likes it a lot.

Who?

Dido. … Craig, you want to start your day with a nice massage?

The idea of starting a day with a massage is not something that had even crossed my mind. But, I have to say, it is great. As Si2x is massaging me, she explains that her mother was primarily a massage therapist (though certainly without any training that I would consider a formal type).

But most of the fees for the sessions stay with the spa proprietor. Her mother needs at least five clients each night just to make ends meet. Many nights she has only three or four clients. And some nights she can’t work. For special clients, to supplement her income, she provides special services. While not every massage therapist does this, most do. There is no way to pay the bills, otherwise.

Only those who own the spa don’t have the financial need, anymore. Si2x insists her mother is a good woman just trying to keep her children fed. I see no reason to argue with that assessment.

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