Against good judgment

Today she revealed herself. The wood and I understand each other. I have spent the entire day with her. Slowly her voice came clearer, until I could truly understand her fully. Now comes the task of working with her to peel away the detritus that remains.

But the light is fading. She knows it and accepts that we are done for the day. I put her next to her good friend, covering them with the same soft cloth. I put my knife back in its pocket and clean up from today’s efforts.

I feel a little clammy and go up to take a shower and a change of clothes before supper and our guests.

For the second time in far less than twenty-four hours, someone is handing me my towel as I step out of the shower. This time it is Jezryl.

Should I assume that our guests have arrived?

No, not yet.

So why are you here?

I want to say, you are right and fair in what you do this morning.

Ah, you learned something about yourself in that process?

I think, yes. I know why this right for me. I also think what you do with that Alida, it right too. You know about my mother and what I learn. You not want her child to learn some things. Not the same, but still wrong for the girl. Correct?

Yes, that is right.

Then you are very good. I thank you for that, but you know my sister, she already know, because of my mother. So it not the same with her. You see?

Yes, I was aware that this might be true. I wanted to learn when she left your mother.

Last year. Mother leave us last year. She go with guy to Cebu, we not see her after this. She text sometime, but she not come back. Then we hear she dead.

So your sister was exposed to your mother’s sexual activities?

We see her fuck many guys.

Did she see you fuck guys?

This question is a little close to the bone and Jezryl winces, but she does answer. Yes, she see it.

Did she fuck guys too?

No, I not think so, but she sucks a guy cock once, when mother tell her to.

How old was she then?

Maybe twelve?

Nothing else?

No. So you not worry about what she know. She know all. Too late that.

Yes. I understand. And you are sure she is not a prostitute now?

She not. I am sure.

OK.  I am thinking she can leave as I am needing to dress and go downstairs, but Jezryl has a different agenda. She squats down in front of me, and takes me orally. She has her hands on the globes of my ass as her head bobs up and down on my dick, taking me very deep. She comes up for air every once in a while, but what she is doing has me fairly well distracted from the mechanics of her activities. It occurs to me in a brief moment that I have never heard of a wife who does this for her man. Marriage is evidently bad for your sex life.

Her nails are digging in to the muscles of my ass. Her forehead is smashing against my belly as she takes me down as far as she can. My legs are going wobbly. I can take just so much. My dick is going nuts. My nuts are feeling the call. Nuts,… I tried to hold back, but nature has its way. Cum leaves me and enters her. It’s a hell of a way to end a shower.

Ten minutes later I am downstairs and relaxing, with some jazz playing, sitting in my easy chair and getting a foot and hand massage. Now, this, my friend, is the life.

Sounds outside announce the arrival of our guests this evening. This is far less a party than a meeting and an interview. Supper will be standard Filipino fare, basic comfort food that will not be a shock or new to anyone. Chicken adobo, pancit, and pinakbet, all accompany the rice. Sprite and Coke are the beverages other than water. All seem comfortable and there is pleasant chitchat during the meal.

Jelou seems like a decent kid. She looks a lot like her older sister. Nothing stands out and there are no signs for concern. Her current guardians seem like a nice couple and their own two kids are well behaved. Just a nice family. A couple of times the wife mentions she knows Jelou wants to reunite with her sister, and ‘gee wiz,’ but they just couldn’t accommodate that in their home.

So OK, I get that she, at least, is looking forward to getting Jelou out of their home. I suspect that they have a very strong desire for wanting the kid out of their home, but I can’t get out of them what it is.

If the kid is disruptive, this couple won’t tell me… and if the disruption is sexual advances towards her husband, neither will tell me that as well.

But I have an idea. Maybe I can get the wife to spill the beans about any sexual stuff if I play against the normal assumptions. That means I have to separate husband and wife. During dinner I get up to carry a plate into the dirty kitchen¹. As I go, I signal Jecim to follow me out.

While outside, I quickly ask her to see if she can manage to peel the husband, Jezryl, and Jelou, off from the wife so I can talk to her. She thinks she can but she will need Myra’s assistance.

Later as the supper dishes are cleared those two get a chance to hatch the plan. It’s fairly simple, all will be given a tour of the property, but the wife will be asked to help out in the kitchen for a little bit.

I think the wife knows something is up, but plays along good heartedly.

Once we have her in the kitchen separated from the rest of the pack, I have Jecim with the mother and me. I am sure the subtlety of my questions may be misunderstood and I need Jecim to backstop me if things go south.

So the conversation isn’t exactly like this as Jecim had to step in a couple of times to clear up meaning, but this is sort of close.

Thank you for playing along, so that we can talk frankly.

You are welcome, Sir. How may I help?

I want you to understand that this is an unusual home and we are able to deal with behaviors that may be a problem in more traditional homes.

Yes, I can see that, Sir.

It seems to me that you may have good reason for thinking Jelou might be better off here. Further, those reasons may not relate to the girl missing her sister. Is that true?

Maybe a little, she has been a challenge for me.

Is that a challenge of willful behavior, or maybe sexual acting out to you or your husband? We can deal with either of these things but we will need to prepare. Or maybe it is violence which would be a challenge for all, but might be better if away from your young children. Frankly, I need to know what the issues are before she comes.

Sex, Sir. It is sex. She is having sex with my husband. He doesn’t know I know, but I do.

Is there a risk she might be pregnant?

I think, no. Not that type of sex. She use her mouth on him. I see them three times. Each time it was that.

I see. … Has she had sex with you?

The woman blushes, but says, No!

Madam, allow me to be very clear. I see nothing wrong with that type of sex and do not think it is wrong if it happened to you. You blushed when you said, ‘no.’ I think something has happened. Please tell me so that I am prepared.

The gal is just about ready to have a meltdown, and Jecim holds her, whispers something in her ear, and then we hear, She use her mouth on me. First time she say, she gives massages. Her mother teaches her how. My hip hurts. She say she can help that. I allow. But she do my sex with her mouth while she do the massage.

You liked it, right?

Sorry, God help me, I sorry.

You don’t need to be sorry. But that was only the first time, right?

She nods.

It happens a lot and you feel guilty. You want it to stop, but you let her each time, right?

She nods as she weeps. 

Is that all she does with you? Doesn’t she stick something inside of you?

The gal’s head pops up and stares at me… How you know? She tell you?

No. But it seems like something she might do. … You feel out of control? But your husband has been refusing to push her out of the home?

Yes!

So this offer is a Godsend?

Yes, yes it is.

Does she do sex with anyone outside of the home?

No. I am sure she does not.

How can you be sure?

She and me talk, why she do this.

What does she say?

It her way to make sure she has a place to live! I tell her she can stay even if she stop, but she just laugh. She say that not true. That not the way the world work.

We will take her here, but I am going to tell you something you don’t want to hear.

What that?

You are going to miss her. I suspect you will be here needing her soon enough.

No!

Well, maybe you are right. Time will tell. I think it is time to rejoin the others.

Jecim helps her dry her tears.

I rejoin the group first. All is OK, and there is a great deal of talk about my efforts at carving. Jelou is handling the ladies in a very sexual manner.

This kid is going to present us some real problems. I will accept her, but she can come only after I have a long sit-down with her older sister. The kid needs to believe that so long as she is under her sister’s protection nothing else is needed. If that fails, I am going to have a very sexually active young teen on my hands.

We wind up the evening early as the young kids need to be in bed. Tomorrow is a school day. It is agreed that Jelou will join us in two days, a Saturday. And then they are gone.

We four are standing at the front door, as I tell Jecim to fill Myra in while I sit down with Jezryl, upstairs. That gets surprised looks from two and knowing eyebrows from Jecim.

Upstairs in the bedroom, I sit on the bed and pat the mattress next to me. Jezryl thinks this is about sex and starts to disrobe, but I stop her and get her to just sit down.

Your sister is not a saint. She is using sex to control both her guardians. She is giving head to the husband and fucking the wife with toys as well as eating the woman out. This has not happened just once. It is all the time.

How you know this?

Jecim and I talked to the wife. First she admits she needs your sister out because of what the girl does with her husband. But then it comes out that Jelou is doing her too. She starts sobbing. She apologizes and is sorry. We tell her it is not needed. We just need to know what we are dealing with. I ask her if your sister is having sex outside the home, she says no, it is her way of staying safe there. Jezryl, she is trying to control the world around her in the only way she has ever seen it work, through sex, just like your mother taught the two of you.

I not know. But you agree to take her? Even knowing this?

Yes, basically because we need to get her out of that home before she starts up with the younger kids.

What you going to do?

I want you to work with her. See if you can get her to understand that you are taking care of her now and you are both safe. She doesn't have to worry any more. She can relax.

OK, I try this. What if it not work?

I don’t know. Let’s try to stay positive on this for now. Now I ask you to go down and tell the others what I have asked you to do.

Yes, OK, I do it. Rolie, thank you. I not let you down. I never be with another. I promise. I not like Vieve.

I know, Jezryl, I know.

I have a book here from last night. I start up some jazz, wedge some pillows against the headboard and pick up the book. It isn’t time to sleep yet, but I want to allow the girls to deal with this without me in the room.

For Myra, it is a heads-up that should reinforce why I said ‘no’ to her sister. Jecim will get why Vieve is not here but Jelou will be. I miss my brandy, but I can do without. It won’t kill me.

I get maybe five pages read before all three just open the door and enter. Privacy? It seems they never heard of it.

Yes? What is it?

Myra is the one to speak and I am not sure if she is ticked, or just scared. It won’t work.

What won’t work?

Your plan!

Why?

Because, Jezryl is not your wife and we are here.

Explain, I am still not following you.

We will be threats to her. We have our own relationships with you. Jezryl can’t control that. … On a separate matter, OK I see why my sister can’t be here. You right about that, but this makes it even more sure that she must not be here.

I am not following you. I’m not arguing, just not following. You have something that will work?

You think she uses sex for control?

Yes, she admitted it to the wife. It makes sense to me, based on her behaviors.

We have to take control out of sex.

How do you do that?

Make it what it should be, play, fun, sharing, loving, caring, and all around her from all directions…. We three know you not want to fuck young girls. We respect that. Truly. But, Rolie, you need to make an exception. We all need to fuck her, alone and in groups. In all combinations and all ways. No control, just play. No hiding sex. No making it secret or dirty.

Jezryl, she is your sister. What do you say?

Myra right.

Jecim? What do you say?

I not have sex with another girl. You know that. I am not sure about that. But maybe Myra right. Jezryl need to teach me I think.

Well, I see the logic but the law scares me. If I ask the three of you to sit down with Jomar and explain what you are proposing and tell him I have reservations, I will abide by his decision. Sometimes what is right is also not doable.

But he will say, ‘No!’

Yes, I expect he will and then it will be ‘No.’ I am not putting my freedom and safety in jeopardy to solve someone else’s problem. If she can’t control me, if she can’t seduce me, if it just freaks her out, she may leave, or she may just quit trying. I don’t know. But I am not happy with your solution, even if it is the best solution. Still, if you can convince Jomar, I will agree.

Myra wants this resolved. Jecim, call him now. Tell him it urgent we meet him.

Jecim accepts the instruction and calls her uncle. Evidently, he agrees to meet with them. The girls go downstairs to await his arrival. I want nothing to do with this and stay exactly where I am.

I gather he arrives, but I stay with my nose in my book for a good hour. That ends when Jecim comes back and asks me to join them downstairs.

When I get there, all are assembled and Jomar has a bottle of the Fundador by his right hand and a glass with ice partially filled with the brandy.

He offers me some, but Myra jumps up, informs Jomar I take my brandy warm and goes to pour me some of my stuff in a snifter. Jezryl runs to get a lit candle by me.

Jomar laughs, Roland, these girls really take care of you! It is quite amazing. You are very lucky I think. I think you are a very strange man. They offer you every man’s fantasy, and you say, ‘No,’ call the police and see what they say! No other man in the world will do that. None! And yet, yes, and yet, I see your point. Why put yourself in danger to solve another’s problem? It is OK to help another, but there must be limits I think. You and I will agree on this.

Yes, Jomar, that is my thinking.

Still your girls present me a case where to do as they suggest is the only reasonable solution to a real problem. So what to do? Yes, that is a problem. This one, this Jelou might have destroyed a marriage, and that is a sacred thing as you well know. If she is not cured of this problem now, she will do evil in this world. I am sure of this. Roland, I think two things. I think I need more brandy as I am about to say a crazy thing. …

And he pours more of the Fundador. Yes the crazy thing is… Roland, I think you need to do it. It seems to me that your suggestion, the girls told me, is to deny the girl the sexual contact. I think that will blow back and may do more harm. She may accuse you of that which you do not do, out of her fear. Yes, I think you need to do what the girls want. And now, yes, ah the brandy!

I am looking at PNP Officer Jomar and I am having a problem wrapping my head around what he has just said. I take a long draw on my brandy, swish it around my mouth before swallowing.

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Chapter 13