Fifteen

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Author's note: These chapters are NOT stand-alones...The story starts here.

In the beginning...6

I am the only one unsure of that. And I am unsure for a very good reason. I should never have accepted Lyn, much less tell her she had to bring another with her. That was the first mistake.

The second mistake was feeling sorry for Mel and figuring, oh, hell, what's the difference if we add one more. Let's see how far I can push this.

All of this is on me. All of it.

You can justify it by saying these girls are making a reasonable and informed choice given a bad situation. And given that, am I not a rational actor?

Maybe. Maybe it is a reasoned and correct choice on their part but, can you be sure? I can't. They think they are making a reasonable choice, but people convince themselves of all sorts of nutty things.

No, I am not exaggerating. Remember all those folks who literally drank the Kool-Aid in Jonestown? Didn't they think they were making an informed decision?

Yes, sure, I can see the economic rationale as well as they seem to and, yes, we are coming at it from different places, so maybe I am beating myself up way too much. It just feels so damned wrong.

And still, is my being a rational actor in an irrational setting an excuse? It seems a bit self-serving, doesn't it?

There is one thing that doesn't seem to bother me oddly enough, in and of itself.

I haven't considered if I can afford four girls. There is no need. With the economics here, yes, I can.

The math I did, before I even got here, included needing a maid and a groundskeeper. And in later years I figured I would need a nurse of some type. This might actually be less expensive and safer. Go figure.

This place, its economics, the expectations of its inhabitants, everything, makes assumptions based on the moral, ethical, and social organization of Boston, or any US culture, quite meaningless. That is the maddening thing that makes my decision making tortured as I proceed right now.

As I look out on the activity in the near distance, from this balcony, what I do not see is strife or anger. I see normal people living lives as best they can.

There is noise of a type I am not used to. Roosters crowing, karaoke singers, lots of motorcycles, all seemingly without mufflers, producing the unending acoustic background to these lives. No one seems to care or maybe even notice, what to me is noise. Do they even hear it? Take notice of it? Once I go inside and turn on an air conditioner, I doubt I will hear any of it. An acoustic Band-Aid for foreign ears.

There are now are voices from inside the house that reach my ears. I wonder, what is transpiring.

No more than ten minutes later I hear the bedroom door opening. I get up and enter the room myself to find Jana alone looking at me. She isn't saying a word.

Well? What is happening?

Mel asks Ate, why Sir made the requirement. Ate say, 'Sir Craig make it hoping you both will not come. That why.' ... Mel, she get angry. She ask, 'Why he tell me I can come today?' ... Ate tell her, 'Because he not know about Lexi. You that foolish? Truly?' ... Mel, she now confused, 'So if he not want Lexi, why he say she in his bed?'

Jana is not used to long narrations and she pauses a bit.

Ate, she frustrated. She say, 'If Sir Craig know you have Lexi, he not invite you. But he invite you not knowing. Lexi then tell you she will run away from you if you not come here. That make Craig angry. He does not want that to happen. He says you must always be with your sister. That must be. So either you both in his bed or both not. You choose, she choose. Up to both. If Craig choose, he choose you are fed and then go home.'

Now, Jana makes a face of frustration, and I gather it is with Mel, as she continues.

Mel ask, 'That it. I must be with my sister?' Ate say, 'Yes, but he think Lexi have bad attitude. It make him angry with her. So, she do exactly what he say or both must go.' ... I think Mel agree. Lexi, she have bad attitude. But Lexi, she say she just not want Ate to lose a chance at happiness because Ate feel she must protect Lexi. Lexi say she love Mel so much, that why she do this. Then both Mel and Lexi, they cry.

Are they going home?

No.

Huh? Why not? Clearly Mel does not want Lexi in my bed.

Hard to explain.

What are they doing?

They getting Lexi ready for you.

Who?

Ate and Mel.¹ You must make her behave, Sir. This one has a strong will. She not do what her Ate tell her. That a problem. But it is also true her Ate, she should hit Lexi and make her behave.² Mel not do that. Both wrong, I think. You must make her behave or she trouble here.

Things are going from bad to terribly bad. Just how am I supposed to make this kid behave? What does behave even mean under the current circumstances?

Bring her up when she is ready and then leave. But her entering is proof of nothing. If I come down and tell you she is accepted then she is. If I don't come down and she does, they must leave.

OK.

And Jana goes.

I can't see how hitting a teenager gets you anything other than a pissed off teen. But this is a very different culture. So what the fuck do I know? A fifteen-year-old, in the States, would not be getting prepared for what this one is in for tonight. So, once again, what the fuck do I know?

I am pacing around the room.

Maybe some guys would take this in stride, or think it is all fun and games. It most surely isn't to me. Never in my life have I ever had sexual contact as an adult with any teen. And as a teen I never had any contact with a girl so young. I'm not saying I was a saint, as Father Dan well knows, though he surely won't tell. I had my moments of carnal sin.

But this is different in so many ways. Yes, OK a kid seventeen is underage, just barely. There is nothing just barely about Lexi, now, is there?

I am not even sure I can 'perform' following the time spent with Jana earlier. I am no cripple, but I'm no spring chicken any more, either.

The door is opening and Jana is walking in. Is she alone? She seems to be for a moment and then Lexi walks in and Jana withdraws.

I'll say this for her. Her looks will stop your heart. She is a fine looking girl. No doubt about it. The looking part will not be hard to do. But that's just the beginning of it, right?

Leaving her standing, I sit on the edge of the bed and smile at the kid. She smiles back a bit.

Do you understand me?

Yes, Sir. I am OK with English. A brief smile, followed by, Maybe a little better than my Ate.

You mean Mel?

Yes, Sir. That who I mean.

Lexi, I am told by both Lyn and Jana that you have a strong will. All here say that you do not obey your sister and maybe you will not obey me. Are they wrong?

If I do not do as you say I must do, you throw me and Ate out?

Yes, I will.

Then, Sir, I be good. That must not happen.

Did you hear it? I just did. A locomotive coupler smashing into a train car.

You protect Mel?

Yes, Sir. I love her, but she too nice. She make bad decisions. I try to fix them when I can.

She was going to make another bad decision tonight?

Yes! Sir, she not going to come. That a big mistake. We need you.

Let me be clear with you about one very important thing, Lexi. If the two of you stay, you must not protect her any more. That is my job. Your only job is to obey me and my requirements of you. I think this will be hard for you to do. You don't trust anyone to protect your sister. Isn't that correct?

You are correct, Sir. But, Sir, may I point out why your rules work for me?

Go ahead.

Sir, I give up control to you and behave. You protect my sister. Those are your rules. But, Sir, you say, if I do not obey, we both out. So if I think you are not protecting my sister, all I have to do is not behave and we are both out and I can protect my sister again! I not see the problem for me. I think this is very good. I can relax and not worry all the time. If something really go bad, I know what to do.

You are a very smart girl. That is clear. But, I don't think you have thought everything out; you don't see everything. There are things that will cause problems you have not considered, but those things are for later not now.

Sir, it true I am a bright girl. What I miss. I never miss things. Are you brighter than me? Maybe this is true and I not see the danger.

Lexi, I am probably not nearly as smart as you. I am older and sometimes that is an advantage.

What I miss? Please tell me! If it a real problem then my plan is no good!

Fascinating! She has based her acquiescence on the knowledge that her plan gave her the absolute failsafe out. As soon as I tell her she has missed something the kid is panicky. Good, maybe I can unwind this, and end it, even at this late point. It's not that what I will tell her next is really going to happen, though it very well might. Rather it's a way to show her that her plan doesn't work as well as she thinks. OK, here goes nothing...

Lexi, I am going to have unprotected sex with you every time we are together and we will be together often. I will also have unprotected sex with Mel. I am going to get both of you pregnant. And Lexi, no one is going to take my children from me. So if you behave badly, .... if neither of you are pregnant, I kick you and Mel out but your children stay with me. If one of you are pregnant, you stay until the child is born. And once again the child stays with me. Are we clear on this? And Lexi, since the unprotected sex begins now, you may be carrying a child as early as tonight. How does your plan look now?

How many children do you want from me?

I don't have a set number in mind. Why?

I just want to know. ... You are right my plan is no good.

You want to leave now?

No, Sir, you show me I not able to protect my Ate. You show me, I need you to protect her. You will have no problem with me. I will be good. Just, Sir, protect us. I always scared until now. Now please you be the one. ... Sir, I am ready for my first baby.

That didn't go like I expected. The kid crumbles. She makes one mistake in her plans, one thing she didn't foresee and she raises the white flag and surrenders unconditionally.

I bring her to me, holding her gently, I kiss her forehead and ask, Are you sure you want to give your body to an old and ugly man like me?

You are funny, Sir. You not old and you not ugly. ... Please, we do this?

I put a single finger under her chin and lift her head up to mine. A simple kiss comes next. Lexi is trembling. I pull back.

Are you scared? Do you want me to stop?

No! I afraid I do it wrong and you throw us out! I doing OK?

Yes, if you would please stop trembling, everything else was fine.

I find her lips again. The trembling is still there but I try to ignore it, and as I do, the trembling subsides and Lexi engages.

You can teach Math. You can teach English. You can teach basket weaving. But you can't teach intimacy.

It is innate. Your body just knows what to do. Yes you can teach techniques, but the basics are baked in and Lexi finds it within herself. Our ages fall away. Our cultures fall away. Our mother tongues are of no consequence.

We exist with each other, mating, loving, needing, desiring, hoping, and knowing. You, I, each of us knows this, or sadly we have never truly been intimate. I am not saying anything the rest of you don't know. At such moments, I am not concerned with the length of my dick. She is not thinking about how she will fake an orgasm.

Our eyes lock on the other, searching for something unknowable. I feel her body in a way that is to wear her and she is as equally wearing me. We are appendages of each other, rutting, pushing on, juices flowing, sweat mingling, fingers grasping.

And then there comes a time both far too soon and having taken far too long, as the semen enters, and biology will either succeed or fail, totally out of our control. We have done the best we can do this time. All that is left is hope or fear of conception depending on who has just coupled.

I hold Lexi gently. I am breathing hard, and she isn't quite as worn out, but there is a smile on her face. Sir? You are good to be with. I hope we do this again soon.

Yes, we will. Now I need to go downstairs and inform the others that you and your sister are staying.

May I do this, Sir?

No, this is for me to do. You stay here. I need to do this. In a little bit Jana will come up and get you. Then you can go back down.

Yes, OK, Sir.

I put on slacks and a shirt and walk down two flights of stairs to anxious eyes.

Mel, you have a very special sister. She loves you very much. You are both staying.

Jana cannot contain herself. Sir, did she behave?

Oh, Jana, she did more than that. She relinquished her role as protector of her Ate and ceded it to me. She accepted she can no longer be in control. I have accepted her and am happy to have her. Go up to her and bring her down. She is waiting for you.

Jana is stunned. I can see her absorbing the meaning of what I just proffered. I see Jana look over at Mel as Mel begins to cry. Lyn is just looking at me in disbelief.

And what am I thinking at the moment, looking back at Lyn?... I am thinking, Yes, welcome to my world. It isn't a world I inhabited two days ago, but it is my world now. I just took a fifteen-year-old teenager and promised to protect her sister.

So I guess, one thing has become crystal clear. My decision has been made. I am staying; these are my girls; this is where I will live for a while. Everything else will just have to be worked out as we go.

Mel, you will spend the night with me. I am not going to make love to you tonight... Lexi has taken all I have at the moment, but we will find a time. But before we do any of that, I suspect that you will want to spend some time with your sister. Correct?

Yes, yes, very much. Thank you, Sir.

Lyn, I really haven't seen the rest of the house, will you take me around and show the rest of the place to me?

Lyn, once again, gives me a look of complete surprise. Still, she pulls it together, gets up, extends a hand to me and guides me to a back room she knows damned well I have seen before.

OK, Craig, what happen?

Lexi says it is she who watches out for her sister. Mel makes bad decisions and Lexi is there to protect and fix. I don't think she will be a problem, but she has to stay here. So we are now five. I now have four of you. That is enough and, this house is big enough. I am staying. I have made that decision. I do have to go back and fix things in Dorchester, but this is where I live now.

You sure?

Yes. So now, are you sure? Is this what you really wanted? Or maybe you just wanted the excitement of a foreigner for a few days, weeks or a few months.

You ask if I will stay? As in, forever?

I guess so.

OMG! Yes! Yes! How this happen to me! I am very lucky. Yes, very lucky. Last week no rice for me. Now this? Wow, yes!

Lyn, I am putting you in charge of this house. I expect you to figure out, who is the best cook, how cleaning is done, what needs to be purchased. Can you do that?

You make me the boss?

You want to suggest someone else?

No, there no one here for this.

That is why I pick you.

Maybe you want someone older to be the boss?

Four is probably too many already, so no.

Maybe you wrong. Maybe there more than four. That a problem?

What are you thinking? Are you trying to add another?

Maybe, no. But hard to see the future, I think.

That is true.

Economics. It's a wonderful thing. It doesn't seem sexy as it is taught, right? I mean, think about it... who takes a degree in Economics? Nerds, right? All those with strong libidos, they are into sports, media, art, film... am I missing something? And yet, if you want a house filled with lovely sweet girls, nothing beats understanding economics, nothing.

And once again, I feel like the outsider. I am here because I didn't follow the crowd. I didn't go to the 'hot pick-up' places. I went looking for the best place I could make my money work.

And here I am. I may end up being more loved, with more stable relationships, and a more satyr-like existence than any of those who acted like lemmings. I have no idea how the crowds I was never comfortable with, will make out, but my guess is it will be poorly.

Following the crowd means there is less on the table for you.

Not being able to play well with others has brought me here. There is no reason to fight it.

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