Cell division and other divides
Judith's desires and proclivities are not of my making. I have nothing to do with who she is or why she feels the way she feels. And I sure don't care so long as it doesn't put me in danger.
The directions I gave the girls would not have put us in any danger. What happened, may have done just that.
Still, it is hardly Jonalyn's fault and I gather my wits about me, I make sure Jonalyn hears me, that she has done nothing wrong. She had no control over Pearl's actions. Additionally, I don't think Pearl said what she said out of the role play that was today's game. I suspect she meant it and has felt that way for years now. It just happened to have come out at a very inopportune time.
Two females may have crossed a Rubicon today. Pearl, as she unburdened herself to the female she has been longing for, for years. Judith, who has been sublimating her deep seated needs and found it all bursting forth quite uncontrollably.
For Pearl, the feeling must be liberating. Knowing that, I can hardly be angry with her. I set a ball in motion and the ball rolled over land mines. Boom. So long as Judith doesn't kill herself right away, I don't see how it will damage Pearl.
For Judith, the danger is real. She may suicide tonight or next year if she cannot accept who and what she is. If she does accept it, well, that is an entirely different matter that has so many potential outcomes that it is useless to spend time contemplating the matter.
Right now, however, Jonalyn is here with me and we are probably needing a shower.
Some women just want to soap themselves and be out of the shower. Others want your hands on them. Jonalyn is in the second group. She doesn't giggle or make a fuss. She just wants to be touched and cared for. I get it and like it. She also wants to do that for me. While it is not my normal mode, I can accommodate it and am happy to do so. She is spending lots of time learning my body now, more so than she did before. It is sort of, 'OK he is mine, I better learn all I can about him.'
She is also a talker. She informs me that she knows she is spending the night with me because both Emelyn and Ros did so.
We towel each other dry and get into bed, if not completely ready for sleep, ready to relax in each other's arms.
Ron, you taking Joriz next?
Yeh.
Good. She will be angry if you not do that.
You do something special for Pearl?
Why do you ask?
Pearl is different. She will be yours. No problem. She need you very much but, she needs to have power over a girl. I know her a long time. She not do that with me and Joriz but, she do that to others. Not with sex but, power I think. Who she pick here?
Jenny.
No! Really?
Yeh, Jenny.
So you have Jenny with you when you take Pearl?
Remind me to never underestimate you.
Huh?
Yeh, Pearl's night is with me and Jenny.
Good. You are a very smart man. Mother right about you.
Sleep brings morning and this is not a school day. Jonalyn can sleep in. It does mean that we might have to wait days before we get news of Judith.
I get up, take a shower and have just dressed, while Jonalyn continues to sleep. In the bedroom is breakfast for three with Elvie sitting at the table.
Good morning, Elvie.
Good AM, Ronald. What you do her? She still sleeping.
Nothing bad. It is not a school day and she is enjoying the freedom to sleep in, though I am sure she didn't expect that there would be three of us in the bedroom and breakfast for her if she ever gets up.
OK, OK I hear you. I am up! Really, Elvie? Do you do this every morning with all the others?
Ha! No. They have the good sense to shower and leave in the morning before I get here, silly. Come eat, girl. Join us.
Jonalyn, Elvie is the only one other than you girls who knows what you were planning with Judith. Why don't you tell her what has happened while I enjoy my breakfast.
The conversation is all in Ilonggo and quite animated. As I don't understand a word they are saying, I do enjoy my meal uninterrupted.
When the tale is complete, Elvie has some questions for me. But most of these I have hashed out with Jonalyn and ask my current bedmate to explain my thinking on the matter. It works out pretty well. Elvie has yet to ask a question to which Jonalyn doesn't know the answer.
Eventually, Elvie has other questions, such as, what is my schedule today?
I explain that the well driller is coming soon. Elvie had better store as much water as she can because we might be without it for the better part of two days. Also, I am going to be installing new faucets. I don't think I will get to all of them today but, following that, I need to install the electrical outlets.
When you going to start the driving lessons?
Maybe some time tomorrow.
It OK she know who is tonight?
Ha! He told me. It's Joriz.
OK good. Ronald, you need to spend some time with Susan.
OK, anything special?
I think it needed.
OK I understand.
No you don't but you will.
OMG! Elvie! Is she? Ron not know?
Child, you have a big mouth, a fast mind, and no manners!
Elvie, I feel stupid. How did Jonalyn figure it out and I miss it?
Because you are stupid! Ha! OK, I go now before you spank me or write something on my back!
Jonalyn is nibbling on a Pandesal roll she is making last a very long time. She looks at me with a bemused expression. When Jenny tell mother that Elvie run the house, mother say to me, how that? She too young. Why not Susan or Jenny. Mother not believe it. I think she not see what I see this morning. Then she know. It true. Elvie run this house. You meet with her every morning like this?
It is becoming a regular thing. Yeh.
I go now. You have a very busy day. You better start with Susan. Hehe!
I do have a busy day. But it doesn't start with Susan. The driller is waiting downstairs.
Sir, I know what pump you have.
How?
Sir, I look the casing. It four inch pipe. The service pipe inside the casing, it two inch! Not one and one-forth. I look at breaker you have for the motor. I look at amp draw when motor switch on. You have two horsepower Gould submersible down there. But Sir you are only pumping 3 gallon a minute. That is fraction of what you should get! You should get 35! Normal depth for wells here is 100 to 120 feet. Maybe you are a little deeper. Maybe 140. But no one here any deeper than that. These Gould pumps, they have plastic impellers. They wear out, Sir. This is your problem. We see this many times. I call my cousin. He has your new pump and motor ready now. If you get it this morning, maybe we be done today!
I accept reality and tell Elvie the change in plans. I jump in the van, wishing it was a small car, only to have Jenny get in the passenger side and Susan get in behind us. Ladies, this is going to be a fast trip to town and back. Both announce that they know it and off we go.
We barely get off the property when Susan says, Ron we need to talk and I know this is a busy day.
Susan, I could not be happier. When did you find out?
You know?
I think I do. Are we going to have a child, Sweetheart?
How you know? I missed my red days1 two weeks ago. But I never miss!
You think I don't notice that you are not having period?
Oh! And you are happy? Truly?
Of course! I want our baby.
Good, OMG, good! Ha! I not need to come I guess. Why you not talk to me about this?
I was going to talk with you right after I was done with the driller but, my plans changed.
OK, I know why I come with you. Jenny, why you here?
Make sure Ronald not spend too much for the pump! I always go with him when we get big things.
See what I not know? I know Elvie runs the house. I know I and k'Ren are the reason for all this and the new additions. I not know Jenny watches the finances. Ron do we have time to stop by the bakery and pick up tinapay for merienda?
We get the pump and motor and 35 cheese-bread rolls before returning home. The old pump is hanging on the last pipe to come out of the hole and it is exactly what the driller said it would be. The pump we just purchased is a newer version but at the same time an exact replacement.
With the pump out of service, this is the perfect time to replace faucets but, I only get three faucets replaced before it is close to the end of the day, and the driller is ready to start the new pump.
Oh, what a difference a new pump makes. We are getting the 35 gpm that he said we would get. I happily pay him for the labor.
I don't need a hobby just yet. There are two more days of labor getting the faucets installed and then all the electrical work. And it is clear, my evenings are fully booked. Tonight is a prime example. Tonight is for Joriz and, of that, there can be no wavering, as last night was Jonalyn's.
It is a fascinating matter. Their DNA should be identical. Once, these two girls started life as one cell. One fertilized egg. Then early on as the cells divided, rather than multiplication giving us one child, there was an additional division, a splitting, a separation, giving us two identical beauties. Two identical beauties with radically different temperaments. According to Emelyn, she noticed the difference from day one, as feeding time displayed radically different behaviors.
Jonalyn thinks, she studies, and she turns things around in her mind. Joriz acts. She has little patience for the contemplative, she wants to know what needs doing and then she wants to do it. And yet the DNA is identical. How can you claim it is nurture, when it was that way from the first moments at their mother's tit?
It has me baffled but, being baffled is not an obstacle related to my evening's agenda. Joriz knocks firmly on the door, and before I can say a word, cracks the door open a bit and peers through.
She catches both my eye and my smile. Come in!
OK, first hurdle crossed. She is wearing the robe of deliverance. So, how long are you going to keep that robe on? I don't think it is going to be useful for the rest of the evening. I get eyebrows and a smile as she chucks the robe onto a chair. She is naked underneath and there is not a hint of shyness or modesty. Are you going to stand there, or do we get on the bed?
The bed, Sir!
Good answer. OK Joriz, what do you want to learn to do first?
My sister tell me you are very good at pleasing her. I am happy to know this Sir but, I want to learn how to please you first.
OK, I will teach you some techniques, and then I will please you, and then we will end the evening, both pleasing each other at the same time. You agree with the plan?
Yes, very good, Sir.
So get my clothing off. That is the first task. There is no coyness about how she goes about the task. It is a 'matter of fact' approach and she is done with it quickly.
I am standing, and tell her, Grab a pillow, and kneel on it right in front of me. First you will learn how to do something called giving head or sucking a guy off. In this case you are going to suck me off. Some folks call it a blow job but, that is a stupid term because you do not blow. You suck.
She is now kneeling, having retrieved a firm pillow from an easy chair in the room. You know how when you get a buko shake2 at the mall, you must suck hard on the straw? I get eyebrows. That is how you are going to suck on my cock. But you are also going to move your head up and down on my cock as you do it. Understand so far? I get eyebrows. Good. Now you must keep your teeth away from my cock. You should take me as far in to your mouth, and down your throat as you are able. ... Joriz, do you understand what I mean when I talk about my cum? I get eyebrows. Any time I cum in your mouth, you should swallow the cum immediately. Got it? I get eyebrows. OK let's try and see how much you understood.
Sir, what can I touch?
Anything you want.
I get eyebrows, and then Joriz leans in. As a first timer for whom this is OJT, she is doing more than fine. She has all the primary points covered and is developing her technique. She is experiencing a gag reflex and adjusting. She is learning that I respond better once there is saliva coating the areas she is touching. The suction is perfect. The bobbing of her head is real good. I am enjoying this and have no reason to complain. I sure as hell have received far worse from those who claim to know what they are doing.
But that's the thing with Joriz. She is not filled with self-doubt. She doesn't need to be put at ease. She knows why she is where she is and why you are there. She just wants to get on with it, please. It's not that I don't matter to her. I do. She just doesn't need to hear it. She knows it, so, 'what's the problem?'
As much as I am enjoying this, I want to eat Joriz out and then fuck her. I pull her up, lead her to the bed and put her on her back. I get my head between her legs and, without explanation, I start eating her out with tongue and lips. My fingers are assisting.
Joriz grabs hold of my head with two hands and, as if she were controlling an orbital sander on a block of wood, she starts pushing my head around to get the maximum results. But she is totally surprised when I run a finger up her ass. The result is her first orgasm and, for me, a very wet face. I suck her clit into my mouth for her second cum. It feels like she will tear hair off my head. I decide it is time to take her cherry before she leaves me with a bloody bald head.
Joriz may not be a study in patience but, when it comes to waiting a second to reposition a body, it matters not at all; need to move a little to 'get it right?' Well, then, damn it, move! And so my moving up on her after her second cum is not a matter for complaint. Her only question is, what's next?
My cock plunging into her very wet cunt is next and when it happens there is no complaint. Only a grunt. I ask, You OK? Her response is, Sige.
I start pumping into her cunt and Joriz moves her body to get the best penetration. She is no passive partner taking what I give her. She wants to be a real partner. She feels as responsible for the result as I will be. In her heart she knows we are doing this together. It is not something I am doing 'to' her.
I find her hands active, grabbing me, moving us this way and that. She wants to try a different position. I flip her on top of me, and she tries it for a while but, no, that is not what she wants. She tells me she wants to feel my power. I have none that way. I take her from the back and she feels my power but, she has no control.
She is looking at the table where I have breakfast. And then she is dragging me to it. She jumps up on it, spreads her legs and pulls me in towards her. I am standing and she is sitting, lying back a little. I push into her. She puts her arms out to me and asks that I pull her up. I do and she wraps her arms around me. I am pumping and she is grabbing me and kissing me while bouncing on my cock. A giggle emerges, an expression of amazement follows, and then she cums hard squirting on the floor. We stop for a moment but, she urges me on, Again!
She has her tongue deep in my mouth. Her arms surround me. I am deep in her very hot and very wet cunt. And again she cums hard with me following suit.
A smile radiates from her. She looks at me and raises those eyebrows. She knows we have mated and I suspect she knows that no one else will ever mate this way. This is ours alone.
We clean up the mess on the table and the floor before showering and getting back into bed. She rolls onto her side, her head propped up by a hand, her elbow against the pillow. We are good together. And she just smiles before rolling over and going to sleep.
It is Sunday morning and, by all rights, Joriz should be sleeping in but, she is walking out the door in her robe as I awaken.