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tasted
fresh, clean and purely female. Her scent was erotic and stirring,
rich, and full of promise.
Renee was instantly in lust.
In fact, it was a little difficult for her
to determine whether it was her unfulfilled desire to have the girl
that was bothering her, or a simple case of jealousy and minor
neglect. Perhaps both.
In the meantime, Kevin was pleasantly sated,
sending Renee to her own room each night after their usual
before-bedtime cuddle—now with three people where before there had
virtually always been two.
Renee concentrated her efforts on welcoming
Amiko to the household, showing her where things were, how things
had been done in the five years that Renee had been the only woman
in residence, except for brief periods of a month or two here and
there when one of the Master’s admirers would enjoy their
hospitality on a temporary basis. The temporary nature of those
previous women made them guests, not permanent members of the
household as Amiko was—and that changed the picture
dramatically.
Renee helped Amiko settle into her new room
comfortably, showing her which shelves and drawers in their shared
bathroom were hers to use. In the process, she got to know the
lovely woman a little bit.
Born in Japan twenty-two years ago, Amiko
had had an insecure childhood. Her father had deserted the family
after the birth of Amiko’s younger sister, disgusted that his wife
had produced five girl children and no sons to carry on his
lineage. Hard work and a cancerous tumor had killed Amiko’s mother
when Ami had been just three years old, leaving the oldest daughter
Suki, aged fourteen, to head the family. Suki struggled as a
laborer in the fields for nearly a year before she was lured into
prostitution by the offer of easy money. The lifestyle, however,
was quite demanding, often keeping the beautiful woman away from
home for days at a time. During one long absence, the third child,
Kiyo, had been killed in a traffic accident. The sisters grieved
deeply, each in her own way, but life went on despite the loss.
Soon most of the responsibility for raising
the younger girls fell to the second girl, Hanako, who turned to
the church with her despair and fear. Hanako tried to teach the
younger girls Catholic values, urging them to work hard at their
school studies, and bitterly decrying the life that Suki had fallen
into. As the next-to-youngest, Amiko had been greatly confused by
what she heard, versus what she intuited. In her young mind, Suki
had done what she had to do and was their savior and provider,
seeing that they were clothed, fed, and educated which was far more
than could have been expected had Suki continued as a field worker.
Hanako, however, aided by the staunch discipline and dogma at the
Catholic school, was adamant, insisting that the girls pray for
Suki’s immortal soul. Hanako swore that all men were evil,
despicable creatures who preyed on women in need and that they were
to be avoided at all costs.
With a natural curiosity, Amiko wondered at
these mysterious men and their “evil” ways. Suki prospered by the
generosity of the evil ones, while Hanako grew more vehement and
shrill with each passing year.
As a consequence, Amiko and her younger
sister, Jin, spent many hours fantasizing together about their
futures, the lives they would one day have. Jin wanted nothing more
than to live in a big house with many rooms, all for her to
decorate and arrange and enjoy in peace. She wanted pretty clothes,
lavish jewelry and the attention she’d not been given as a child.
Amiko, on the other hand, had a mystery to solve. She wanted to
find out about men—what made them so evil, and yet so very, very
interesting. She also wanted to finish school and travel. She
didn’t care where she might go. A pile of battered travelogues lay
at the foot of her sleeping mat like a catalogue of dreams.
As young Amiko entered her first year at the
Catholic High School for Girls, Jin went off to Sapporo on the
island
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