Taking 'No' as the answer.
My morning starts out a little oddly. A breakfast of freshly baked sweet rolls is on the table. So is a tall glass of what I am to discover is called buko (fresh coconut) juice, and a pot of coffee made from Nescafe instant packets. Elvie is nowhere to be seen. Is this nice breakfast a parting gift? She is not in the house. I decide to not worry about it and enjoy the breakfast in front of me.
Afterwards, I clear the table and start doing the dishes, only to get yelled at. Stop! I do that! Elvie has returned with bags of groceries. She sheds her outside flip-flops and runs to me, holding the bags while at the same time seeming to just slide into her inside-of-the-house pair of slippers. It is an amazing performance that makes me want to laugh but, I sense, laughing would not be the thing to do at this moment. Dropping the bags at my feet, she jumps into my arms, kisses me and holds on tight.
You made your decision?
I yours. I belong to you. No argument. I do what you want. I always with you. Now I call you Ronald, not Sir Ronald. You must agree, I run the house. No other girl do that. OK?
OK.
What happens next is not the stuff of romance novels. It is the stuff of reality.
You take me to your bed but, first, I must put these things away. Hehe.
Elvie isn't doing a mad scramble. She is carefully unpacking and putting things in the best place. She is humming and swinging her hips. This is a happy girl. Is it this easy? Really? Might she have run away, calling me a monster? Maybe. But that has not happened. Not yet anyway. But I best not assume she will accept other women in the future. I best make sure she accepts them as soon as I can. She is only seventeen. If I bed her and she turns bad when the next female graces my bed, I am in deep shit.
Some say the age of consent in these Islands is twleve. Well, it is and it ain't. See, if an underage boy fucks a young'un, well that's legal. It is not rape. But if you are older than eighteen and you fuck that same twelve-year-old, you can go to jail. Jails here ain't exactly nice places, so you do have to be careful. The legal thing revolves around a law which supersedes the consent age law. I found out about it by accident but, it is a real thing. So do I bed her now? Do I take a chance?
Ronald? You know that house I tell you about?
Yeh. Why?
I go back there this morning. I not like it. I think there many rats there. It a problem. I give keys back. We look other places.
Huh, OK.
Elvie is still cleaning and I decide to take a walk. I need some things. I could ask Elvie but this will be sort of a scavenger hunt. I need to stretch my legs. I grab my cell phone and tell her I am going out for a bit.
You angry with me? I give keys back?
No. You did right. I am not angry with you. We need to find the right place, not the first place.
Good! Correct! And another smile shines on her sweet mocha face.
I slide into my shoes at the door and launch off to find... what? Oh sure I am looking for shaving cream and a new razor but, I also am open to finding what other options might be out there.
This is a Tuesday but, it is also a Muslim holiday and schools are not in session. Kids are everywhere. Many young teen girls are in view. Some are examples of my hopes and dreams but, I cannot just walk up to one. I have to do this right. Patience! I have to be patient. And so I walk by, smiling and answering the kids who greet me with a salutation in English with one right back, be they boys or girls, regardless of age. I am simply the nice foreigner.
I find a convenience store, one of the larger and sturdier structures in the area. They have my shaving cream. They also sell condoms. I buy a few. They sell brandy, I buy a liter of something called 'Light' brandy.
My shopping is done but I decide to walk on a bit more. About ten stores further on I find a bakery. Is this the one that made the sweet roll I had this morning? There is no way to tell. I am intrigued by some of the baked goods they have for sale. I see deep orange wedge shaped pieces stacked up. It is not pie. I decide to ask about it and step up to the high glass counter, over which I can barely see. Evidently the floor on the other side is a bit higher as I catch sight of a young girl. Her features are delicate, her smile is an honest one. Her eyes are bright and look directly at me.
What you want, Sir?
What is that?
Pudding? You want?
How much?
Five pesos.
OK, one please.
She retrieves the slice with tongs and slides the slice into a thin plastic bag like you might see at a supermarket back home, in the produce department. I hand her the five pesos and ask, What is your name?
k'Ren.
I wasn't sure I understood. Will you spell that for me, please?
k-a-r-e-n
But you don't really say the 'a' and it sounds like k'Ren.
Correct.
How old are you?
Fourteen.
No school today?
Correct. So I help here.
I see. Well, thank you very much, k'Ren. I am Ron. It is nice to meet you.
Yes, Sir. I like too. Come back again, Sir!
She is a cutie but, so are so many others. Patience, Ron, patience. My way back to the little house is pretty much the same as the way out. I am greeted repeatedly and I answer every time. Best to be friendly.
The roads are unpaved but, the constant rains keep them from throwing up any dust. Still they are not muddy either. The ground seems to be a sandy mixture. The big thing is the unevenness of what is under my feet. I can't walk as if I was on a city sidewalk. It is more like walking on a nature trail even though the road is far broader.
Getting to the house, I remove my shoes and slide into slippers that Elvie bought for me yesterday.
Did you find what you need?
Yes. I did. And I found what I didn't need but want. And I pull out the bottle of brandy.
Hala1! We will have a good time with that!
We?
Of course, yes!
I see.
What else you buy?
I pull out the shaving cream and she takes it from my hands, saying, I will put this away. What else in that bag?
Just something for me. And before I can do anything about it, her hand is in the bag and out again with the condoms.
Good. I glad you care.
Oh, how do you know they are for you?
Ha! I think they not for me. You will get me pregnant. They for the others. This is good.
They are for you too, until you are eighteen.
OK. Yes, that is best. OK, I agree. Until then.
When is 'then?'
My birthday next August. You give me baby then. Not the others.
No, Elvie. I will get others pregnant if they are old enough.
I see. OK. That what you want. OK. I obey. But I run the house!
Yes, you run the house.
Good. You want to do it now?
It's not the most romantic proposal I have ever heard. But it works for me, somewhat. Too hot now. Tonight.
She raises her eyebrows once. She has agreed. You want lunch now?
It's almost noon. I'm not all that hungry but what the heck. OK.
What you want? You like fried rice and what you have last night?
Yeh, sounds good. And in no more than fifteen minutes food is on the table. All this for ₱2,500 salary plus I get to bed her whenever I want. What'a country!
After lunch, I am feeling a bit gritty and sweaty from my walk and the heat. Plus I want a good shave, so into the shower again. I get the first really good shave I have had since I got here and am just getting into my slacks when Jenny comes in somewhat unannounced. I gather she announced herself to Elvie but, her appearance at my bedroom door is a surprise to me.
A little fun with Elvie earlier, Ronald?
Hi to you too. No. I took a walk and felt like I needed a shower. Jealous?
A little. She seems too happy.
You want a little of what you think she is getting?
So, she is getting some?
No, she hasn't. But you think she has.
Yes, I am sure of it.
So, do you want some?
Why? You have her.
Why, is my business. I asked you a simple question Jenny. Do you want some?
Yes, I take you back from her.
She doesn't have me and bedding me does not make me yours.
We will see.
Do you want some now?
It too soon? You already do her.
Jesus fucking Christ. I didn't have her.
I pull Jenny into the bedroom and almost throw her on the bed. If she wasn't so pleased with all this, it might be rape. I pull off her leggings, these are gold ones, and her panties with them. She left her shoes outside and is barefoot. Dropping the slacks and briefs I just put on, I put this little hellcat on her knees and plunge in to a decently tight cunt from behind. She is neither completely dry nor sopping wet. There is enough lubrication for me to bottom out without any damage.
The fucking is pro forma. I am pounding a cunt and then the need for a condom hits me. What was I thinking? I was so damned angry with this bitch that I skipped a major step. Well, let's hope she is healthy. I still need one. I don't want kids with this one.
The condoms are on a table right by the bed. I scoop-up the entire line of square plastic containers that have yet to be separated. I separate one tossing the rest back as I continue to fuck this thirty-five-year-old mother of two. For a MILF, there is nothing wrong with her other than she wants to control me and her kids are male. Either one of those two issues is enough to make her non-viable. Both together makes her simply and completely wrong. Still, it gives me a chance to get clear with Elvie, in a big way, that she is not the only one I will be fucking.
I pull out long enough to get the rubber on and long enough to get a complaint from Jenny.
Why you need that now? You already in me.
I don't want to get you pregnant.
Why? Maybe I want it.
Maybe you do. I don't. And I slam my cock into her again. She is grunting. I find her clit with my index finger of my right hand and mash it, pushing it around. The fucking continues, and then she gets the big one. She doesn't scream. She doesn't cry. She just sort of freezes and shakes. I have stopped but am still in her. I start up again.
She cries, Stop. It hurt now.
I am still hard. I am holding Jenny in my arms and call for Elvie. Jenny looks at me and smiles. Good, let her see us like this.
Elvie comes in, surveys the scene and waits.
Undress and get over here.
Jenny is wiggling. I hold her firm and tell her to be good.
Why I be good?
You said you wanted what Elvie was getting. Elvie, have we had sex?
No, not yet. Now we do?
Yes, you get what Jenny just got. You want that?
Yes! Elvie has by now removed what little she had on and is naked, next to me. I release Jenny from my grip and position over Elvie to take her. Jenny is still there, fumbling with her clothing as I mount Elvie. I have no idea if I will see Jenny again and I frankly don't care. What I do care about is that I am now inside Elvie and it appears that I may have just deflowered her from the evidence on the outside of the condom.
I am more careful with my Elvie, I play with her breasts. I am tender with her clit. If this is her first time, I want it to be special, which means stopping well short of a big O, if I think she is getting sore. I roll her over and take her missionary position which gives me a chance to kiss her.
We stop fucking for a while. We hold each other, kiss each other, and stroke each other, before I mount her again. Her B cup breasts are delights with small dark areolas and even smaller dark nipples. The nipples are hard little pebbles between my fingers. Her breath is sweet and her arms are strong.
When I do mount her the last time this afternoon, it seems like we are in sync with each other. I am doing nothing special to bring her to her first orgasm. I simply want release but, something does happen between us and, inexplicably, we cum at the same time. My cum being contained by the condom.
Ronald? She is lying in my arms.
Yes?
I think she not come back.
Yes, I know.
You OK with that?
Yes, she is not right for me.
Oh, I think you want the big house for her and her boys.
Yes. You told me that before. I told you before, she is not the reason.
I know. I not think you tell me the truth. What the reason?
There will be other girls. You will always be with me but, there will always be others. Understand?
I think maybe yes. Ronald?
Yes?
I need to fix dinner now.
OK. Elvie, I have a nickname.
No, I call you Ronald. It not right for me use your nickname. It disrespectful.
Ah, OK. And so it apparently is, even though I am bedding her.
I have time on my hands at the moment. The cable TV gets connected tomorrow and the Internet will be connected on Wednesday. I am not a reader and there are no books here anyway. There is a bar near here but, my landlord told me it is not safe for me to go there at night.
For now the only Internet is via my cellphone and it is very very slow. It's dark outside. The sun goes down at six and by six thirty, baby it's dark outside.
There is not much of a wait before a meal is laid out on the table. Elvie has two places set. She serves me before sitting down and taking her portion.
Ronald, who you find for a girlfriend now? What you looking for?
First, I am looking for someone who will accept that she will not be the only one. She needs to accept that I am with you too. Plus there are things you need to learn.
You teach me?
When we get Internet, I will show you.
Maybe I help you find someone?
No, I don't think so. I will do this on my own. Thank you for offering.
You are welcome, Sir. I only want to help.
I know.
There is a knock on the front door. We aren't expecting anyone. I get up to get it but, Elvie grabs my arm and whispers for me to go to the bedroom and lock the door. She will see who is there. This level of fear has me a bit off balance. I follow my young girl's instructions.
A few seconds later I hear two female voices. I know one is Elvie. Is the other one Jenny? I open the door to see the two of them speaking in serious voices. It isn't a fight but, it isn't a love fest. I decide this is my issue and not Elvie's.
Jenny, what brings you back tonight?
You. Why you do that?
Do what?
Don't be makulit2! You know.
I only know what she has said because of the stories I have read. I ignore it and move on.
You took exactly what you wanted, me in bed. You were sure I had been with Elvie and you wanted what she had. Isn't that correct.
But you...
No! Isn't that what you wanted when you spoke to me this afternoon?
Yes! But you...
No! No 'but's' Jenny. Only truth. Did I tell you that I had not been with Elvie?
Yes. B.... OK, Yes.
Did I tell the truth?
Maybe.
Elvie, had I touched you at all before Jenny was here this afternoon?
No.
Jenny, if you are going to accuse us of lying, please leave.
OK. You not touch her.
But you were willing to be with me, if I had taken Elvie. Correct?
Yes!
So why get upset when I take her after I take you?
I not want you to have her and me. I want you for me only.
That is not going to happen. So why did you come back?
You do that to punish me?
No, I did that because I do not want any woman or girl to think she controls me or owns me. I will have other girls. It's as simple as that. Elvie knows that now. She may live here but she can never control with whom I have sex.
Why you do this to me?
Do what? You pursued me. I didn't pursue you. You wanted in my bed. I didn't ask you to come have sex with me. What happened to you is because of your behavior, not mine.
What will my family say, if I live with you and other women? What will the neighbors say?
Go home, Jenny.
I don't want to lose you.
You never had me.
Maybe, but, I don't want to lose this chance.
Chance for what?
For safety. For love? Maybe? Maybe you can love me anyway?
Go home, Jenny.
You agree, just me and her?
No, I do not agree. Go home, Jenny.
OMG, how many more?
I don't know. Go home, Jenny.
No! I don't want to.
OK, Jenny. Take Elvie's clothing off her and eat her pussy until she cums and you may stay. If not, you must go.
Both girls are startled by the request. Elvie is startled though it appears that she will comply. I can see it in her face. Jenny has hit the wall. She can't cross that wall. Later she may think she regrets not trying but, she is just not right for me. She folds her tent and decamps, her head slumped low. I need a Tylenol.