A reversal of fortune
Vieve is probably going to be disappointed and that has me surprised. She knows to not get emotionally invested in her Johns.
It has Jelou confused.
It has Jezryl considering future options for her friend.
Jecim and Myra are taking it all in with a touch of disbelief. They are not trusting what they are seeing and are waiting for the other shoe to drop.
It appears that all the gals talked to Vieve while I was talking to Kenneth.
We all see Vieve as a prostitute/grifter. They like her, but understand what she is about. She likes the game of what she can get from men and is intrigued by what the next one might have to offer. Kenneth is good for a regular meal three times a day, a clean place to sleep, some new clothing and new shoes, but that is pretty much all it is, while he is here on a tourist visa. He isn’t outrageously wealthy, though he clearly has more than enough money to make things work for her. He isn’t particularly good looking or bright. He’s just another John, so why is she trying so hard to hold on to him?
For Jezryl, it is a sign that she might fit in here if Kenneth leaves. I think she’s wrong on that scale. She has Kenneth all to herself and he does what she wants. Other than the fact that he might leave, while he is here, for the most part she gets to control what happens, and that does not match how it works here in this house.
For Jelou, she sees a fellow traveler who is ready to throw in the towel at a time that makes no sense to her. Vieve is Jelou’s model of where she, Jelou, wants to be… or at least so Jelou thought until today. Our depressed youngster is being told by Vieve’s actions that there may be a problem with her dream. But what the problem is, is not at all clear.
Jecim and Myra are not fooled at all. They knew all along that at some point Vieve was going to figure out that safety and stability were more important than is the game. However, they also know, Vieve needs to be in control, and is addicted to the game itself. Those two things are going to trip her up, by their estimation, over and over again. It is why they are convinced that Vieve is wrong for us and why she will probably end up like her mother, an old, worn-out whore with children from unknown fathers.
It just goes to show how desire, and aspiration can trip you up. You see what you want to see and ignore the rest. My two who have neither desire nor aspiration in play right now, see things the most clearly. Neither Myra nor Jecim want to control things as much as they want to be sheltered, safe, and cared for. They might call it love. I clearly do not. But, the way they see it, needing to be in control kills off the ability to truly love.
That does not make these two my resident sages. When it comes to Alida, Myra is sure as hell no sage. If there was a reason for Jecim to need someone, she would likely be as useless.
Jezryl awaits the results. For her, either Kenneth stays and at least Vieve is safe and stable, or she is free to come to us. It isn’t going to happen, but there is no way to explain it to Jezryl right now.
Jelou is just more depressed. She just doesn’t understand what is happening to her world or the one she aspires to reenter.
I am spending zero time on the matter. My guess is Kenneth leaves, but that is only because the greater number of guys do just that. This place does not work for them. And so, I am not reading Kenneth’s mind, I simply lump him in with the mass of other guys. He just doesn’t matter to me.
As the week moves on, I am just about finished with my large piece of burl. The very last chunk of wood is in my hands.
There is little to worry about here in the house. None of the girls are giving me a problem. Yes, they are dour and there is not much joy in them at the moment. But I stay with the wood and do not engage with them, protecting myself from the matter.
Each of my three comes to my bed. Jelou doesn’t and that is fine with me. I’m not a stallion. At 67 I certainly show my age, but I have enough for any one of them on any particular night and when each of them is alone with me, the tensions they feel about other things, it seems to me, are left in the hall, outside the bedroom door.
Jecim is, if no younger than Jezryl, the most innocent in many ways. I’m the only man she has ever been with. She hasn’t the techniques that the other two have, but I really don’t care. When she is with me, she is a joy. I think I kiss her more, and hold her more after sex. The sex itself is pretty traditional stuff. Her body is tiny, as are they all, and I worry about squashing them. But I think I am even more careful with Jecim.
She never complains about our time together. She does have orgasms. So I must be doing something right.
On occasion there are two of them with me in one night. Those times things are a little more interesting in ways. But when I am with Jecim alone, I enjoy her more than I can express.
She was the first here, and though she wasn’t the first one I fucked, of these three, she was the only virgin. I think for that reason, she will always be special to me.
I am with her tonight. There is no seduction. We shower and get into bed. She fakes being asleep and fakes snoring. But Jecim doesn’t really snore and so I start laughing. Laughing turns into tickling and wrestling. Wrestling turns into foreplay. Foreplay turns into a hot lovemaking that, even before I enter her, brings her three orgasms.
By the time I mount her, she is dripping wet and demanding completion from me. Sliding into her requires no effort at all. She is well primed. I run in all the way and bottom out, bringing on verbal encouragement. Yes! Again! Yes, hard! Yes!
Beneath me is a partner. This is her time as much as it is mine. She wants and needs it. She isn’t the only girl I am fucking in this house, but that is of no significance to her. I am her man and I am doing what she needs me to do without reservation.
We don’t fuck deep into the night. But we fuck long enough for two more of her orgasms. I feel her cunt contract on my dick. I feel her release her womanly liquids bathing my dick, in her hot passion, before I cum enough for her to complain I am leaking out of her and making a mess of the bed.
It is this way with one or another of the girls, many nights. But it is at night, before bed. Our lives are not wall to wall sex. How can they be? We are living real lives. Myra works between five and six days a week. Jelou has school five days a week and often a Saturday session before tests. The house is a big one and it really takes two to keep the place clean, to shop and to cook for all.
So most of the week, all of them are busy most of the day. I spend my days on the terrace with my wood.
This is no fantasy sex dream. This is real life. Sure, having three mistresses is a fantasy all in its own right, but it is a fantasy tempered by how the real world works.
In truth, there are many households with the same complement of females in it but where the man is only fucking one of them. The others are real maids, or daughters, or in-laws. In those homes, it may well be a wife, two maids, and a sister-in-law, or the mother-in-law, or a daughter… So the number of females in my home is no big deal. The fact that I am fucking three of them is a little unusual. But I am sure I am not the only one. I can’t be, and the way this house works during the daytime is probably no different from many other homes here. There are other sixteen-year-old maids.
It may not be technically legal, but it is not uncommon.
I guess they are increasing the school years to add eleventh and twelfth grades, but currently school ends at tenth grade and that means a sixteen-year-old is a high school graduate. If she isn’t going on to college, being a maid may be a good job.
So fuck her or not, such a maid will often be in the home.
Another week passes, as my weeks do. Sweet, quiet days, pleasant evenings, and loving nights. There is nothing to report for a good eight days. But on the eighth day, Ermei comes to our home, quite unexpectedly. It is mid-morning. Myra is working and Jelou is in school. Both Jezryl and Jecim are inside the house. I’m the only one outside when she comes to the gate. Seeing her, I tell her to enter.
Good morning, Sir.
Good Morning Ermei. Why’ve you come?
I not know what to do. I embarrassed.
I see. It is too embarrassing to tell your family, but not too embarrassing to tell me? Is that correct?
Yes, Sir. It true.
OK, so what is it?
My husband, Sir. He take my niece as a maid. She seventeen. He fucking her. Maybe he get her pregnant!
Are you fucking him?
No! I not want to be pregnant. I tell you that last time.
What did I tell you to do last time?
You say, I get birth control and fuck my husband.
But you didn’t do it. So why bother to come back here. One good reason he is fucking her is because you won’t.
I no want that. What I do?
Nothing. Your niece is only doing what you refuse to do. I guess you can fuck your niece. But I am not sure how that helps you.
Maybe I live here with Jelou. My niece take care of the children and my husband.
Really? For Christ’s sake! No. For a number of reasons, no. No, you are not allowed to be with Jelou. If you try I will contact the PNP. Second, you may not have sex with any of my other girls, unless I have sex with you and I will make you pregnant. Go home, Ermei. Fuck your husband. Fuck him while your niece is there.
Why you mean to me?
Ermei you came to me. I didn’t come to you. Jelou took advantage of your sexual rules. If you were more willing with your husband, she might still have tried some things, and maybe you would have kept the love of your husband and you most certainly would not be here now. I am not being mean to you. You are doing things that only hurt you. And then you come to me and say, ‘Why am I in pain?’ Am I to lie to you and say it is not your doing? I don’t lie. Go to him and give your husband the love from you he needs. It is too late now to stop your niece, but at least you won’t lose your husband. … If you come back here again like you did today. I will take you inside and rape you, before giving you to Myra and Jecim. And when they are done I will rape you again and again until you are pregnant. Are we clear?
Yes, Sir. I go now.
Good. Good-bye Ermei.
She is gone, long before it is time for lunch. My girls do not know of Ermei’s visit and there is no reason to tell them. I keep my mouth shut about what has happened, but they have information for me. Kenneth has left the Philippines. Vieve is bummed out. We can expect her for supper.
Clearly, Jezryl is happy. Equally clearly Jecim is not. She looks at me in a way that suggests to me, she is trying to learn what my intentions might be. She might think Vieve is a bad bet for us, but she doesn’t know how I see it.
I have no reason to tip my hand in any direction. For me, it is only a friend coming for supper and nothing more. Additionally, I don’t know if she feels I helped or hurt her vis a vis Kenneth, when I spoke with him last time. Jecim will just have to be patient a little longer.
The afternoon passes in its normal quiet peaceful manner. Myra has returned from work and Jelou is back from school. All five of us are assembled and are about ready to sit down to supper when Vieve arrives, dressed a bit more nicely than normal and with an unreadable composure. She greets all nicely, if a bit formally, and gives me an especially warm but equally formal greeting.
We sit for supper and I start up by telling Vieve that I have learned just this afternoon that Kenneth has left. I don’t know if this was something you wanted to happen, or not. Clearly, last time, you were hoping he would stay.
Rolie, he leave yesterday. I sad he leave. Better if he stay. I know you try to help. He tell me you say it good to stay. It be OK for him. Yes he tell me this. Thank you for that. But he talk to his sister and then he say to me, why I not come to the USA. I say I cannot do this. He say why that? I tell him truth I sixteen. He get very angry and he decide he will go.
I’m sorry it didn’t work the way you wanted.
It OK, maybe I learn a lesson. It better to be safe and stable. Game fun but I scared too much. I not scared when I with Kenneth. I not shake any when I with him. Jezryl… you know this?
Know what, friend? You ask if I shake when I that way?
No, silly. I know you shake. We all see it! You know I shake?
No.
It true. I do. Maybe I hide it good. But I shake. I think it normal to feel this way. I not know what it like to not shake. I shake all my life with my mother. But with Kenneth, I not shake. I feel good. And then Kenneth say he will leave and I shake. I shake bad. That when we come here. Rolie talk to Kenneth and it better. He not leaving. Shaking, it stop. Then we have the fight and shaking it start again. I shaking now. I not care what Kenneth want. I do what he want. Maybe he stupid. I not care. I safe. I do what he want. I feel good. I alone, I shake again. Better to not shake. Jezryl, you shake now?
No, friend. I not shake. It gone. Maybe I bored sometimes. Maybe there no excitement sometimes, but there is no shake. I am happy.
Jelou has been a quiet spectator but something is chewing on her. I can see it. I give her a head nod. I am in a way suggesting to her, ‘go ahead, ask.’
She does, Ate1, what you mean shake?
You cold inside, feel a shiver. Stomach hurt. That it.
You not feel that anymore?
Yes, now I do. It back now. Not when with Kenneth. But now? Yes, now. I alone again. I am this way again. When I find a man, in the game, I get warm, I not shiver, but the stomach, it still hurts. I always think… how long, how much, what I need to do? What if he hurt me? When I with Kenneth, I not think these things. If I eighteen, it be OK. I go with him to the USA. But now, nothing.
Myra looks over at Jelou. Child, you shake? You shake like Vieve?
Jelou is crying. Jezryl is beyond angry. She has hit the furious button. She stands up, points a finger at her younger sister and explodes. You have everything Vieve needs to be happy and you shake? Why that, stupid? Why? What wrong with you? You safe here. Always safe! No problem. Never problem! Why you shake?
He not take me. He not make me his. I not safe like you.
Fool! He tell you! You ask and he take you to bed. Why you not ask?
Why he not want me? Why I ask? If a man want you, he take.
What age you, stupid?
You know! Fourteen!
You not think he worried you too young? Maybe he think this!
Why? Other not care. Why he care?
Because he Rolie. Ask to be in his bed and see what happen.
No!
Why?
He not want me!
If he want you, you think you not shake anymore?
How I know? She is sobbing… How I know? … How I know?
I have heard enough. A perfectly nice supper is now a table of misery. And clearly I need to resolve a number of things and see where it takes us.
Jelou. Stop crying. You are to come to my bed tonight, unless you are having your period. You have an IUD so we don’t need to hassle with condoms. Be in my room by nine. Clear?
Yes, Sir.
Good, and you can expect to be in my bed on a regular basis from now on. You are now one of my girls. Clear?
Really?
Yes.
OK. Yes, clear, Sir.
Good. Now for you Vieve. You asked to enter this house before. Are you asking again?
Yes.
Are you sure, or do you need some time to get over Kenneth?
I am sure.
Last time you said you still wanted to play the game. If you come here, you can’t do that. It’s over. Are you sure you will be OK with that?
Yes.
You said once that you have sisters. If I ask you to join me, are you going to tell me to bring another sister too?
No.
Are you sure?
Yes. My sister, she also a prostitute. She twenty-two. She mean and do shabu2. I not friend to her.
Then I invite you to enter my home and my bed forever, under these terms. No sex with anyone here, until you have been to a doctor, tested for all STD’s and have a clean bill of health. Then you enter into my bed and beds of the others in this house and no one else’s bed, ever. There are to be no problems with the others in this house. You will not get special treatment. All you girls are equals here. You must protect them and they will protect you. Do you accept?
Yes! Yes!
Anyone have a problem?
No one does.
1 - Older sister, or older respected female. [Pronounced: ah-TEH]
2 - Pills with a mixture of methamphetamine and caffeine prevalent throughout Asia.