By my count this is the 17th chapter in what was supposed to be a three or four chapter story, and it’s still not quite done. Well, the second part ...sn’t done, obviously since these last few chapters were originally epilogues at least the first part is over, and with this chapter we’re moving into new terrain. As always, you might want to read the preceding chapters lest ye be lost. Unless you like being lost in which case dive right in. I don’t judge. Finally, as always, thanks to my. I excused myself and said I would get some drinks. I made a margarita ball and brought it back, to find them engaged in oral sex. he was eating her pussy and she was holding his head. I just left the two of them and turned on the tv. I was out there while he fucked her brains out. Then she came out and said it was late and she had to work in the morning. I said ok. She said why don't you go back and see if you owe him any money. You should pay him cause his parents will probably wonder why he. Michelle chose that moment to come out of the galley. Maybe she recognized my discomfort, for she announced that she'd just made a fruit salad, and perhaps everyone should head to the dining room to relax. Bless her."Jake, what's on tap?" It was only mid-afternoon, but screw it, I thought. I needed a beer."Fiji Baby on the left, and I think we've still got some Mac & Jacks on the right. Everybody's been drinking the Fiji, though, in this heat."'Fiji Baby' is what the locals call 'Fiji Bitter',. He is more Javanese than Ambon, even though his name is Ambon. During his life to death father had never even seen Ambon.Father died of a bus accident while serving in Jakarta. The bus he was riding in was speeding and crashing into a tanker truck containing gasoline. The truck and bus were both on fire and there was not a single passenger who survived, including my father.Since then, my mother a widow up to three years. Only a year ago my mother secretly went out with a widower without.