Wonderland XVIII

As Robert walks towards his mother’s house, he is greeted by the music drifting through the open window pane.
He stops for a moment to peek through the window in order to contemplate Jenny playing his mother’s old piano.

Robert stands there feeling like an outsider. He fears that Jenny is inexorably slipping away from him. He files this moment lovingly in his memory, as the melody touches his heart for its pristine beauty, and by the beauty in motion playing it.

He feels that forever he will associate this particular music with Jenny – very possibly his last love.

Very quietly he inserts the key into the door, and lets himself in. He does not make noise at all as he carefully closes the door and walks to stand besides the piano.

Jenny senses him near, as his cologne subtly announces his arrival, yet she does not look up as she is focused on the music notes before her.

-“I was in the mood for this music. It was one of Maude’s favorites, and it somehow makes me feel closer to her.
I remember that almost immediately after she employed me, that she paid a private tutor to teach me how to play the piano. She said that it was for her own benefit, as she loved to listen to music. And also for mine of course, for she said that music nourishes the soul.

Thanks for coming. I know you did not want to say a word at all to me last night after what transpired at the airport, but I think that we should talk and clear the air Robert.” Jenny said in a demure tone. She knew Robert was pissed, and felt she needed to handle this very carefully.

Jenny stood up to walk towards Robert and to embrace him. He stood stoic and unresponsive.

-“Why? Why my own son, Jenny? I knew this moment would eventually come. I just can’t deal with it when my own son is involved. It’s made me sick with jealousy, imagining the two of you making love."

-“I’m very sorry Robert, that you feel that way, but if you recall the original conversation that we had before we became involved, I asked you then - and I reiterate now - that I want you to love me, but please don’t attempt to own me.

If you choose to be sick with jealousy that is a self-imposed mental affliction. If you stop thinking about it, and simply love me, you will understand that I love you, and that I love Andrew too."

-“Do you really think that I would condone alternating sleeping with you, and you turn around and sleep with my own son? That is depraved Jenny. You could have picked any other man, why him?” Robert said with a higher pitch in his voice.

-“He chose me Robert. Perhaps - perhaps we were both vulnerable just after Maude’s death, and we found comfort in each other’s arms. I’m sorry Robert.”

-“What about me? Don’t you think that I needed comfort too when my own mother had just passed away? And now I have to deal with this on top of it?” Robert sat on a chair, and buried his face in his hands.

After a pause Robert says, -“What is this all about Jenny? Is it because you feel that you are walking on shifting ground? Is it because now you don’t know where you stand? And perhaps you feel that Andrew is the best catch?

Of course he is.

But think about this Jenny, he is still very young, and he has wild oats to sow.
On the other hand Jenny, I love you and I offer you to move in with me. Tell me what you want Jenny, do you want marriage? I don’t want to lose you, but I would not share you then with any other man."

-“Robert, as I listen to you, I recall what Myrna said to me when there was a sweet boy who loved me, and wanted to take me away from her. She said that he only wanted to have his way with me, yet it was simply a ploy to keep me enslaved. I listen to you now, and I see the similarities.” Jenny said warily.

-“No Jenny, it’s not like that. Listen to me sweetheart!
Andrew has his whole life ahead of him; he has a bright future. He can find anyone! While you - you are my last chance at true love and happiness Jenny. I love you!” Robert said as he stood to embrace her.

-“Do you really love me Robert? Can you love me above what rules have been imposed on you, and really and truly love me with an open heart?
I love you too Robert - and I don’t want to lose you. When we love so deeply, why do rules have to matter?

While you think about this, know that I have not committed to anything with Andrew. I am a free woman, and I am free to do whatever I please.
If you can detach yourself from your beliefs for a moment and be open to what simply is, then we can continue to see each other. But know that when Andrew returns from his studies, we start to date. I will have it no other way."

-“How can you be so hard Jenny? We are civilized people who adhere to rules imposed by God!”

-“When a dog has been kicked enough times, it will eventually bite back. Where is God when there are catastrophes? Did He look the other way when I was sold like common merchandise to an awful woman, and almost ended up a prostitute?

I’m creating my own version of happiness Robert. I was starved for affection, and many a night I cried myself to sleep with the only comfort was the image of my angel.
Maude became my surrogate mother, and you…you are larger than life to me! I also loved Andrew since I met him, although I thought of him like a brother then. That loved has morphed into something else now.

I love you both.

And I refuse to be subjected to your civilized ways. It’s taken me a long time to see that not everything I was told is the absolute truth. I have had to learn, and shift my views and choose between what is, and what I perceived to be the truth back then. So, why can’t you be a little more open minded?

Let’s just live this moment Robert. Love me tonight - I need you! Who knows if we will be alive next week. Let’s just live the moment Robert.
Come make love to me.” Jenny said as she held Robert's hand, and led him to her bedroom.




To be continued…

Wonderland XVII

Jenny precariously balanced her walk on a tight rope. She dared not look down to the ground below, for fear of the precipitous fall.

She lovingly embraced everyone in the room, as was the norm. She only allowed a fleeting show of love, as her eyes spoke what her lips concealed, when embracing Robert once more.

Perhaps to an impartial audience, her behavior would seem abnormal as she sat right next to Clara and next to Robert, yet totally ignored Andrew.

Jenny surreptitiously steered away from Andrew’s way and gaze, as their mutual attraction was nearly impossible to hide, same as a magnet would not resist attaching itself to steel.

She kept her head demurely down, as she strived to follow the conversation, while her senses inhaled Robert’s scent. His nearby presence felt comforting, and she realized just then, how much she had missed seeing him.

From time to time, Jenny stole stealthy looks alternating between Andrew and Robert. She realized then that she could not make up her mind. It’s not as if something better had came along, and one could discard the old.

It was different with each man, and she thought that her love was as well.
With Robert, it was like being enclaved on a safe harbor. He was her rock of Gibraltar. He was her teacher and her lover. Their loving was comforting, tender, and deliciously sensuous.

With Andrew, she had found the tempest in the magnitude of a Tsunami. Their passion was explosive and consuming, and he was a dear friend who made her heart wrench with the novelty of romance, poems, and serenades.

One might even deem Jenny’s behavior bitchy, as she walked ahead of Andrew to avoid his handling.
Her appetite was null, as they all had settled to go out to dinner to celebrate.
The host had offered them a round table, where it was inevitable that Clara seat next to her husband, while Jenny was sandwiched between Andrew and Robert.

-“I think this deserves a toast. Will you order wine for me too please?” Jenny asked Robert at her side. The strain of walking the tight rope was making knots of her nerves.

The wine heated her cheeks, or perhaps it was the close proximity of the men. Andrew, always the practical joker, lightly brushed his hand against her left leg under the table, while Jenny nursed a simile of a straight face.

Once, Robert clasped her right hand while making a point of conversation. Jenny thoroughly blushed when she imagined both men attempting to kiss her simultaneously when leaving the restaurant.

It was a relief when the meal ended, and everyone parted ways. Clara went home to rest, and said her goodbyes to Andrew in the parking lot.

Robert insisted in driving Andrew to the airport that evening.

Robert furtively stole a kiss and cupped Jenny’s cheek, while Andrew gathered his small suitcase. Jenny thoroughly blushed although she could not help a smile of complicity. She sensed that she would spend that night wrapped in the peacefulness’ of Robert’s arms.

As the three walked to the airport’s terminal, Jenny’s head swirled with how to navigate this tricky situation. She willed herself to calm her nerves, trusting that Andrew would respect her wishes not to say anything to anyone.

He did not exactly utter the words. When he came to the security terminal where he would have to proceed alone, he embraced his dad effusively.

Instead of the kiss on the cheek that Jenny was expecting, Andrew placed his handbag on the ground, and pulled Jenny in for a passionate and urgent kiss on the lips - right in front of Robert.








To be continued…



Cupid Unfastening the Girdle of Venus, 1788 by Joshua Reynolds

Wonderland XVI

Jenny leaned her cheek against Andrew’s face, as they sat naked face to face in the circle of a loving embrace, while cross-legged.

This was the last day before Andrew had to depart to resume his studies. During the previous three days, they had left the house only when necessary.
They had made the best of each moment to get to know each other a lot better, and to discover a deep attraction for each other.

This was a heady experience, as Jenny quietly contemplated this feeling.

She simply felt deliriously happy.

The world seemed to take on a more vivid hue, as if observed through a high definition lens. The colors, flavors, and scents were more intense, and each subtle touch or suggestive glance, renewed the need to consume each other without restraint.

As sappy as it seems, they could truly get lost in each other’s eyes. Their pupils dilated when in close proximity, seeing the object of such exquisite affection as excruciatingly precious, and every moment together a grateful blessing.

Each rejoining of their bodies - each different from the rest, from silly and playful, to wanton with total abandon of any inhibition, or lovingly tender - fused their spirits, as they became one when melding with each other.

It seemed as if Andrew’s pent up emotions for so many years could not be reigned in. It manifested in unbridled passion, while formidable in its intensity, this passion is tempered by an incredible tenderness. These tools created a wondrous monument housed on a secure base in which to build upon a future.

-“Jenny I forgot to ask you, do you have a boyfriend?” Andrew asked with a thread of apprehension in his voice. It was obvious that she was well versed in the act of love.

After a short pause, Jenny answers him. –“Yes.”

-“Do you love him?”

-“Yes.” Jenny preferred to adhere to simplicity.

-“Jenny, will you give us a chance? I want the real thing with you. I love you, and now even more. I know that if you give me the chance, that I will help you forget him.” Andrew said with a hint of panic in his voice.

Sensing trouble brewing, Jenny disengages from the lotus position to retrieve her bathrobe and to wear it.

-“Andrew, you must understand that before your recent arrival, that I had a life. Surely you did as well, as you are no innocent yourself. Please don’t pressure me to do or say anything. I told you very clearly that having sex did not commit me to you in any way.” Jenny felt that she had to be stern to keep things in check.

His eyes spoke volumes, as he could not believe what he heard. –“Am I deluding myself here? Did you not feel anything towards me besides a good time? We made love Jenny, there is a big difference between sex and making love!” Andrew said unhinged.

Jenny felt that she had pushed him too far and tried to make amends. –“Andrew, what I extremely dislike is anyone attempting to own me or my time. I rebel against that, and you have to give me time. Date other people if you want, and when you come back to Los Angeles to settle in, we can date, and see where it goes from there.

Until then, I can’t commit to anything.” Jenny said with finality as she left to take a shower.


-“Jenny we need to go to Clara’s house, dad will meet us there to celebrate.” Andrew said, as she came out of the bathroom.

-“What is there to celebrate?” Jenny asked with a frown, as she was in no mood to join a festive crowd.

-My sister is pregnant! Can you believe it? They had been trying for a couple of years to get pregnant, and suddenly I’m going to be an uncle!” Andrew said joyfully, while not pushing the other subject. He intended not to pressure Jenny, as he was sure that he would win her over in due time.

Jenny ran to embrace Andrew and kiss him again.

–“That is wonderful! Is it not strange Andrew that when one person leaves, another comes in? As if, life resembles a train station.
Some passengers depart, while others arrive and take their seat, and in between, people rush like busy ants on the go. Most don't stop to acknowledge with courtesy a passerby, who might have become a friend or at least aliviated their loneliness in some way. Most passengers rush enslaved by the clock, and their itineraries.”

-“That may be true, but do you know there is also some heavy making out in train stations? Especially when one celebrates the arrivals!
So, let’s get dressed to celebrate, and when I leave to take my plane, we can make out at the airport terminal."

As Jenny turned around to get ready, her smile evaporated. She dreaded the moment when she would have to face both men whom she had grown to love.



To be continued…


Sculpture "Cupid and Psyche" by Antonio Canova

Wonderland XV

-"How are you holding up? I'm sorry I can't come over, but with Andrew still there, I don't think that it's a good idea. I need sometime alone too." Robert said through the telephone receiver in an opaque voice, devoid of its usual vitality.

-"I'm okay. Thanks for asking. I think that I will take a sleeping pill and just go to bed early. Goodnight."

-"Jenny? One more thing."

-"Yes?" Jenny asked.

-"I love you. One does not say that often enough to those one loves when they are well and alive. Goodnight sweetheart." Robert said with emotion blatant in his voice.

-"Me too. Goodnight." Jenny said as she hung up.

Just then Andrew walks in embracing several grocery bags.

-"I brought prepared food from the deli, and other things. I did not think that we are up to going out, or to cook as well." Andrew said as he emptied the contents of the paper bags on the kitchen counter.

-"Jenny I know that you're still underage for a few months, but would you like to drink wine?

I am going to drink some." Andrew said as he reached for the wine glasses.

-"Yes, that would be nice. Thank you." Jenny said as she went to help set up the table.

Lacking a robust appetite, nonetheless, they both managed to empty a full bottle of red wine. They served this along small talk about their perspective schools, and future plans.

-"Jenny this is my last semester. In a few months, I will be coming back to settle back here. You know what I was thinking?"

-"What are you thinking?" Jenny asked as she supported her face with one hand.

-"That this house permeates my grandmother's essence. She inherited it from her own mother, and she lived here with my grandfather when she did.

It has so many memories that I don't want to see it go to strangers. I think that instead of having a quick sale, that I will offer to buy out my sister and my dad, and keep it for myself.

You are welcome to live here indefinitely as well. Anyway, I still have to finish grad school, and won't return to live here until the end of May." Andrew shared his plan.

-"That is a great idea. I think Maude would have loved that. She kept the most beautiful dresses since she was a girl in the attic, those perfectly preserved.
She loved to hang on to those things imbued with loving memories." Jenny said thoroughly relaxed thanks to the wine consumed.

-"But how much rent will you charge me?" Jenny teased.

-"Oh, I don't know, half the mortgage payment? I'll need to get an equity loan to pay Clara and dad off." After a considerable pause he changes his mind. -"I'm kidding. You won't need to pay anything, except your own bills. Don't think you are going to munch off me eternally - Not unless you accept me in marriage." Andrew teased with a peculiar glint in his eyes.

Jenny thought that this was hilarious and laughed out loud. -"It's so good to have you around Andrew, you always have the knack to make me laugh."

-"Jenny, I was not kidding." Andrew said as he looked down at his empty wine glass, careful not to show how hurt he was.

-"What? You weren't joking? Andrew, I really think that by tomorrow you will not have a memory of this talk, and you will have to deal head on with a massive headache." Trying to make amends as she saw that Andrew did not alter his guarded expression, Jenny reached out a hand to place it on his as a gesture of solidarity.

-"Andrew, the last few days have been very emotional, and we are vulnerable for just that reason. I am sorry if I hurt your feelings. I honestly thought that you were joking!"

-"No Jenny." After a long pause, he gathers the nerve to blurt out, -"Since the night you descended the stairs at my sister's wedding, I fell in love with you. You are so beautiful, and seemed so vulnerable then, that I could not help myself.

I did not have anything to offer you then, but now I will start my career soon, and we can live here. This would also be your home Jenny, as perhaps it is meant to be, if you feel that you could reciprocate my feelings." Andrew shyly said as he laced his fingers with her hand, and putting himself on the line, moved closer to Jenny, to place a sweet kiss on her lips.

Jenny did not want to further hurt Andrew's feelings by pushing him off. The wine made her feel lethargic and generous. He was a sweet boy, and he was her best friend. He had always treated her with an easy camaraderie, and always had a way to lift her spirits with his ever present humor.

She was free a woman. She was free to reciprocate perhaps not her feelings - for those were at the very least confused - but to comfort him to buffer in some way the acute pain due to the severe loss, which obviously he had suffered as well.

The incredibly sweet and tender kiss, morphed into something else when their tongues entwined fueled by a sense of our brief mortality. If she was going to get some needed comfort, what stood in her way?

Had the wine not been involved to assuage her unease, perhaps feelings of guilt would have afflicted her as she looked into his eyes, those like mirrors of Robert's eyes. But a sense of rebellion effervescenced within. She belonged only to herself and no one else, and that quickly brushed that pile of guilt under the rug.

She was free to do as she pleased, and once she made up her mind, she half dragged Andrew by the front of his shirt. She lead him into her room, as they did not break lip lock.

Andrew was taken by surprise due to her surge of passion and aggressiveness.
He had always put Jenny on a pedestal of virtue and innocence. She did not seem to be in the mood for loving, tender kissing at all as she pushed him unto her bed, and proceeded to take off her clothes.

-"Jenny are you sure? Perhaps we should wait, until we get to know each other in a romantic way." Andrew tried to reason, while at the same time he was busy taking off his own clothing, while not taking off his eyes from her nude form for a moment.

-"Andrew what you feel perhaps is simply a crush. You don't know a person in depth, at least not until you've slept with them. Don't worry, we don't have to go all the way, we can find comfort in each others arms for this night and gauge if there's a spark beyond a mild infatuation."

Jenny liked Andrew's kisses very much, and she intended to obliterate her sorrows tonight in his arms.

-"Just remember Andrew, this is only to find comfort this very moment, and to help test the water. This in no way commits me to you." Jenny warns as she slinks her naked body on top of his.

Andrew was speechless. How could he refuse?

-"One more thing. I am not a virgin, yet I have to protect my reputation. You have to swear that you won't mention this to anyone else. Not to anyone!" Jenny said as she gave free rein to her passion.







To be continued...

The Rokeby Venus by Diego Velazquez

Wonderland XIV

Jenny attempts to control the urge to cry, as she tenderly holds Maude’s bony hand to infuse into it some warmth. Its skin is translucent and paper thin.
How lamentable it is that as people grow older, they seem to revert in age. As they become more dependent on others, and their vitality and vigor seems to evanesce.

-“Please don’t be sad Jenny, in truth I am elated! I’ve been on this earth for ninety years, and that’s plenty of time.

Know that I’m not afraid of the journey, for when I leave this wrinkly shell, my Self will go on to another plane. I can’t wait to see what’s beyond that threshold.” Maude said as her pasty skin tone, and dry lips, did not deter the fire in her eyes.

-“I’ve met some wonderful people in my path, including you! I don’t think that there are too many coincidences in life Jenny. Perhaps we had already met in a past life, and that is why I did not hesitate to take you in. Perhaps yet, we will meet yet again.

But in the meantime, you must live your life well.

I have instructed how I want to have my things settled, and you are included to help you in your studies. I am very proud that you have gotten your secondary school certificate and that you are continuing with higher education. Remember that you must be prepared to land on your own feet."

Jenny could not help but cry, as she sensed that Maude was willing to depart without much of a fight. She leaned over her and embraced her while she still had the chance.

-“Please don’t go Maude; I don’t want you to go until you are at least a hundred years old. Are you going to leave me all alone?” Jenny said as she sobbed with heartfelt pain.

-“Now you are really being very selfish Jenny. You are not alone. You’ve got your Self. And you also have Robert and Andrew, as you are part of our family now.
My body is in too much pain Jenny, why prolong the suffering when I now the best is yet to come? Inadvertently you have helped me along the way to evolve, and know that I will go in peace and full of joy!"

-“You should wait at least for Andrew to arrive. He’s aware that you’re taking a turn…he’s making the arrangement to come back.” Jenny said in between sobs.

-“My darling boy, he’s given me so much joy. He’s turned out to be such a fine young man. Jenny, why don’t you give him a chance? He’s told me on several occasions that he likes you, but is bidding his time to tell you since you are both too focused in school. I would love that. The two people I dearly love to join their lives. Please consider it Jenny; you won’t find a finer man than my grand baby.”

Jenny did not heed Maude’s words she sobbed and told her over and over not to leave her alone.




The sun brilliantly shined in the middle of winter. The skies were clear, and the clouds resembled thick mounds of cotton on the day Maude’s body was lowered to rest underground.

It had been so long that Jenny had tuned off the contact with her angel. Yet, as she sat to disconsolately sob on a chair, she felt his comforting presence near and a chaste kiss on her brow.

Sensing before seeing a presence before her, Jenny looked up to see a hand extended towards her. Looking up with puffy eyes, she saw Andrew standing before her. She took his hand and embraced him, as the dolorous lament was muffled when she hid her face on his chest and cried yet some more.

When it was inevitable that they leave, as most of the guests had already left - as the ground was covered with a carpet of thick grass, adorned with flower arrangements of all types. Jenny leaned on Andrews frame, as they walked away to his car.

Andrew had slept at Maude’s house since the day of his arrival, so as to keep a close vigil on her development. Jenny did not want to stay alone, and was glad for Andrew’s company.




To be continued…

Wonderland XIII

-"This feels weird, yet know that it's something that I've fantasized for so long." Robert said as they were finally alone inside a hotel room.

-“I know, me too. Yet, for me it’s not only the novelty of a learning curve of a new experience Robert. I realize that I’ve been starved for affection for the longest time.” Jenny said with sad eyes.

-"I feel that something is missing, that we should have made prior preparations for this special day." Robert said looking around the impersonal room.

-"We did. We have pizza with the works on the table, but I'm too nervous to eat right now."

-"Don't be afraid Jenny; we won't do anything that you don't feel comfortable with. We can eat the pizza now if you want, before it gets cold." Robert said as he wrapped Jenny in a loving embrace.

-"The pizza can wait." Jenny said as she stood on the tips of her toes to kiss Robert once again. The kiss grew in intensity as it was slowly savored. It seemed that the room swirled around them as they walked in circles, edging ever closer to the conspicuous bed.

-"Robert, you paint as a hobby. I want you to paint on my body, and to use it as your canvas, and for you to leave on it the imprint of your scent, fingerprints, and your lips.
I want you to paint the color of my skin to a deep blush, and I want you to remember your work of art for years to come."

Smiling into her eyes, Robert said to her: -"You claim that I said that you could do anything that you want when you became 18 years old. If that is the case, then you may do so. I won't do anything at all. This is all your doing." Robert said as he released her and took one step back.

Jenny smiled with a glint in her eye, as she rather liked the idea of taking charge instead of being the victim. She recalled what Myrna had said that it would hurt, and if it did, she would then be able to stop.

She took Robert's hand and led him to sit on the edge of the bed. She ran her fingers through his hair, and she smiled as she kissed him while she simultaneously unbuttoned his shirt. Removing the garment, then she pulled off his underlying t-shirt.

Jenny then stepped back and pulled off her own t-shirt. Turning around she asked Robert: "Will you please unhook my bra?"

After he obliged, Jenny turned around and leaned into him. -"I guess that you are my birthday gift." She leaned in to whisper into his earlobe.

To test Robert's resolve, Jenny stood and inch away from his face. Her perfect breasts were eye to eye with his dilated pupils, and in the vicinity of his soft lips.

Admiring his resolve as he did not make a move, Jenny softly pushed Robert to lie on the bed as her hands traveled down his torso to loosen his belt buckle. Next she made short rift of his jeans, as those were discarded by the wayside, joined in the heap by his tube socks.

Jenny's jeans and cotton underwear quickly followed suit atop the pile of abandoned garments on the carpeted floor. Jenny stood back for a moment as she surveyed the planes and angles of his naked form.
She visually took in the color, tone, and texture of his anatomy, as if she were performing a thorough medical exam. Jenny marveled at the glaring differences in the muscular frame, sharp angles, and curves between men and women.

She averted her eyes as they traveled down to his pelvic region. From the corner of her eye she could tell that he was affected, as he too perused the landscape of her nudity at his leisure.

Suddenly remembering a fragmented memory, Jenny was inspired to take a hold of Robert's hand so that he would sit up on the bed.

-"Come with me Robert. I want you to scrub my back." Jenny said as she led them towards the adjacent bathroom.





The steam off the hot water clouded the mirrors and windows, as the shower was prolonged amid kisses, soapy, wandering hands, and constant teasing. Jenny drank the running water cascading over his chest between multiple kisses bestowed, and then down below.

Her hands and lips traveled momentarily south as she shed her inhibitions to closely study the curious appendage staring directly at her. She lightly strokes it and marvels in that the tip resembles whole sautéed mushrooms. So soft yet firm to the touch, it's fascinating, as well as intimidating as her instincts take over and she places it in her mouth.

She then emulates Myrna's actions as she recalls what she had done for show, and obviously for educational purposes. Robert placed his hands on to the shower stall walls, as he controlled the urge to do so much more.

-"Jenny you should stop. I'm going to come now if you don't." Robert said almost in a pained voice.

-Okay, I'll stop, but I want you to do that to me too." Jenny said with a justified sense of equality.

After exiting the shower, they stood on a discarded towel, as Jenny gave Robert a large towel along with instructions to towel her dry, from head to toe. Rubbing and massaging more than simply toweling, Robert found her to be wet no matter how much he strove to dry her down to her little toes.

Arriving at the bed, Jenny then unfolds the bed covering, and tells Robert to bring more dry towels from the restroom as he is left there drying himself.

Jenny puts extends one towel over the middle of the bed and jumps up on top of it.

-"Okay, it’s your turn now." Jenny lies back and shyly opens her legs, while modesty prevails as she loosely covers her secret place with her fingertips.

Robert then kneels on the bed and proceeds to kiss her lips, and down lower still to her erect nipples. After lightly teasing those for a long time, he then searches between her extended fingers an opening to insinuate his tongue in, and to coax her hands to retract from her opening.

Jenny's heart beat accelerates, as she feels and does not think. It feels so good to be with someone one is attracted to, with the absence of fear and repulsion.
She is still apprehensive of what is about to transpire, but knows in her heart that she is ready, and curious to see what this is all about. She was glad that it would be with him, for she relaxed enough to easily drift into the current of pleasure that shook her frame.

-"Now Robert, come closer." Jenny urged as she felt him at the entrance. Locking eyes, Jenny waited expectantly as Robert labored to go extremely slowly in.

Jenny's little smile turned to a sharp grimace as her leg cramped from the unusual angle and extension, and she felt invaded by an unyielding force. It burnt, and it hurt, as she felt the steady advancement pave the way.
One thorough stroke opened the way, and she urged him to slow down. She needed time to accommodate the sensation of a foreign object seeking entrance into a tight compartment, like a piston rod fitting so tightly into a cylinder that it’s stuck, as the cylinder barely tolerates the gas tight fit.

-“You're so tight!” Robert said as he grimaced as well, and profusely perspired as if he had run ten miles. Jenny was afraid that he would have a heart attack at any rate.

Feeling impaled at the stake as Robert’s instincts took over and he settled into a stroking rhythm, until his body convulsed and his contorted face, registered genuine pain. Jenny was glad when it was finally over and a gush of warm liquid was like a salve on her too tender spot.




When it was all said and done and they enjoyed the afterglow in each other’s arms, Robert softly kissed Jenny’s brow.

-“I’m sorry that it hurt. It won’t be as bad the next time. Did you enjoy the earlier part?” Robert inquired.

-“Hmmm I can’t tell as I don’t have a reference platform, to compare it with someone else” Jenny teased. -"I'm starved, let's eat the cold pizza now."

-“You’re going to kill me.” Robert said with certainty while shaking his head.






To be continued…

La Naissance de Venus by Alexandre Cabanel

Wonderland XII

-"Oh look! It's a gray seal with black spots!" Jenny quickly ran to the lower level of the fishing dock to get a closer look.
-"I love the mist of the ocean breeze, if I close my eyes and imagine the smell of fried fish; I am instantly transported to my childhood back home."

-"Which was only about ten years ago?" Robert teased with a smile.

Jenny smiled back. -"Do you think that it ever gets lonely, diving alone into the dark water?" Jenny said as she kept her eyes on the playful seal.

-"Perhaps, but you should not dwell on sad things on your special day Jenny. Let's walk down the pier to the shore, and then get something to eat."

-"You're right. And...since it is my birthday, I should pick where we eat, and what we do today no?"

-"True, but knowing you, that is subjective to further consideration. Where would you like to eat lunch?"

-"For starters, we will take a walk along the shore to open up our appetites, but this time I'd like for us to hold hands on our walk. Today I am finally 18 years old, and you can't say anymore that we can't." Jenny said with a wink.

-"Jenny, it's true that you are technically and adult from this day, but you are still younger than both my kids. It would still not seem proper." Robert uncomfortably said.

-"Robert, you don't have to please everyone else - just me! Just kidding...although I am not in a way. I am not your kid, and we are not even of the same ethnicity to be confused as relatives. Stop worrying about what others’ will think!

Besides, do you know that if anyone would look upon us with disapproval, it would simply be because they're jealous?"

-"I think they would see me as a degenerate, not because they're jealous."

-"No, it's true. Think about it. Some would wish that they had what we have. If I were with a guy my age, I would be to him just an average girl, yet one who still struggles with complex mathematical formulas. I would not see my full potential, as I do through your eyes.

If you were with someone your age, you might seem like an average guy to her, yet to me, you are totally awesome and in the same league of Superman!" Jenny said as she embraced him.

Laughing heartedly Robert teased, -“Even from you, that is a bit overdone. You really must have ulterior motives of some kind.”

-“Okay perhaps overdone, but I learn this from Andrew and Maude, they really do exaggerate sometimes!”

-“Do you frequently talk with Andrew?” Robert asked.

-“Not much, just when he is back in town, or through e-mails and instant messaging sometimes. Why?”

-No reason, just wondering. So let’s walk.” Robert said as he took Jenny’s hand.

-“Robert do you remember when you said to me that when I became eighteen, that I could then do whatever I want?” Jenny asked as she set up the trap.

-“I don’t recall off the top of my head. Why? What do you have on mind?” Robert asked while pulling her arm.

-“I know you had your reasons to refuse to go all the way with me, but that barrier is now gone. I have already taken the necessary precautions to avoid pregnancy, and I simply want you to be my first lover.” Jenny said matter of fact.

After a long pause, Robert answered, -“Jenny, sometimes good friends have to stop their friends from making a colossal mistake. You are impetuous and too immature yet. I am flattered, but I don’t think that it’s still a good idea. You should find a boy your own age and build a lasting relationship.” Robert said.

-“I’m too focused in my studies; I still have to try harder than most people my age. I don’t want to waste time with a long romance. But look at me Robert.

Stop and look at me!

I am choosing you as my lover. I am not at the mercy of people like my own mother, or Myrna who wanted to profit from my virginity.

I don’t give to it the import of what it’s supposed to symbolize. I am not as immature as you claim. I never really had a childhood Robert, and this is what I want.”

Looking deeply into her eyes, after a moment Robert said: -“Jenny, you are barely starting your life. I am in the latter part of middle of the road, but fifteen, twenty years from now, I will edge the twilight of my life. You will barely be in your prime then, while I'll be ancient then.

I guess that I am afraid to fall in love with you so much, and suffer as much when you eventually leave me for a younger man.”

-“Robert will you let fear ruin your life? I was held in captivity for too long, and there’s nothing that I appreciate more than freedom, including the freedom of choice to ride this experience with someone I trust and love.

If you don’t want to suffer than simply love me, make love to me, but don’t think to own me. If you love freely, then there will be no pain, just lasting good memories, and so much love shared. Let's celebrate life, this very moment with apologies to noone else!

-“Would you rather skip lunch and take it to go somewhere?” Jenny said as she would not take no for an answer.





To be continued...






L'Innocence by William Bouguereau

Wonderland XI

-"I was told once, that math is like a foreign language. You must adhere to the basic principles, and with diligent practice, one can then master it." Robert said seated on Jenny's left at the dinning room table.

Pulling her hair Jenny looked exasperated. -"Perhaps you are too smart Robert, or I can't easily forget that I heard the word 'stupid' directed towards me so many times, that it became my middle name."

-"Don't be too harsh on yourself Jenny. You must erase the negative experiences from the past, as those have no place in your present or future. From what I can perceive, you are very capable, and hardworking. Just believe in yourself, and apply sufficient effort, and eventually you will master this." Robert said with confidence.

-"Thanks for believing in me, and for tutoring me tonight for this exam; I really don't know where I'd be without you." Jenny said with a wistful smile as she placed her left hand atop his right hand.

Jenny did it unconsciously as she was overtly stressed from cramming for her exam, yet the energy surging between them had a very nice, calming effect on her. She moved her hand from laying atop his, to lace her fingers with his, and to press harder still.

The moment seemed interminable, as they locked hands, and a steady gaze which spoke volumes of what each felt.

Applying extreme pressure to the hand lock, Jenny used the momentum to move closer towards Robert's face. Her eyes forewarned that she was inexorably closing in for the kill.

This she did.

Jenny did not ask for permission to tenderly kiss his lips. Suddenly she wanted this very much, and she was not apologizing to anyone for it.

The kiss was sweet and tender, yet purely electrifying. It was the sweetest feeling, except for the furtive kisses her angel had bestowed on her. Yet, this kiss although also chaste and sublime, was entirely of another nature. This kiss melted her, and stirred something in her that was primal, urgent, and voracious.

Before Jenny fully stood to embrace Robert, he broke off the kiss and stood up, away from the table.

-"Please don't ever do that again Jenny. That is wrong! You are a minor and it is unlawful for an adult to do this with you." Robert said walking several feet away from her, mired in deep distress.

-"Why is it wrong Robert when I care for you, can't you see it? And you responded to my kiss too, so we were both willing." Jenny reasoned.

-"No, Jenny it is wrong. I could be taken to jail for that!" Robert said in shock.

-"What is so wrong about display of affection between two consenting people? And why do you care so much about the law, when those who executed it are sometimes corrupt too?"

-"Jenny you must erase the crap that awful woman fed into your brain. That was a egregious lie to keep you enslaved!" Robert said upset.

-"You mean to tell me that authorities are not abusive, or jail innocent women and children in with violent criminals? That's not what Marta told me."

-"Jenny, it is more complicated than that. Regardless of whether there is corruption or fault in the execution of the law, one must obey the law.
Can you imagine if no one adhered to the safety traffic rules? One is able to cross the street with full assurance that the drivers will stop at a red light, because we know that we must adhere to the letter of law, or face serious consequences."

-"You are talking about the law, as if there were cameras in this dinning room. You say that I should erase from my mind the stuff Myrna drilled day and night, yet don't you see that you are also brainwashed?
I may not know a lot of things Robert, but I can see that not everyone is free from restraints.

I am finally free of Myrna, I am trying daily to free myself from ignorance, but I was not brainwashed during all those years in captivity to follow the law to the letter like sheep - not if it proven that it is misused and abused. That is hypocritical!

I am free, and want to be free of all restraints. I see nothing wrong with kissing you, for you are not married now from what I've been told!"

-"There is no further discussion on this matter. You are a minor until you become 18 years old. You may do what you want after that, until then please behave yourself."

A wave of barely contained fury washed over Jenny, yet she hid it well. She knew she just had to bid her time. Myrna had said that she could wield power if she exerted her sexuality. She would need to test that theory herself.

-"I'll be seventeen next month. Will you agree to make love when I become eighteen?" Jenny asked, testing the waters.

-"I'm old enough to be your grandfather Jenny, don't play those games with me. You should find a nice suitable boy to be your boyfriend. Your first time should be very special, and with someone you deeply love." Robert said stepping further back.

-"Myrna sold me to a repulsive old man for two-thousand dollars Robert. He was perhaps old enough to be your father. I escaped from him, and that is how I came to be on the cold streets with no one to turn to." Jenny said with tears in her eyes.

-"Oh my God! Jenny, I did not know!" Robert said as he walked towards Jenny and held her close. -"I'm so sorry that you went through that, I promise you Jenny that once we secure your residency and then you can't be deported, that Myrna will pay for everything that she's done to you." Robert said as he tenderly embraced her.

-"In the meantime, could you please hold me, and kiss me like we just did to help me forget that awful, awful night?" Jenny said looking up to him with tear filled eyes.


Robert responded by tightly pressing Jenny to him.





To be continued...

Wonderland X

-“Bonjour grand-mere, you look as lovely as ever.” Andrew said as he leaned down to bestow a soft kiss on each cheek.

-“You shameless flatterer, I’ve missed you so.” Maude smiled as her eyes dispersed true love. –“When did you arrive? Oh, I want to introduce to you my assistant Jenny.” Maude said as she waved excitedly to Jenny to come nearer.

-“Pleased to meet you Jenny. My name is Andrew Hays.” He said as he extended his hand in a warm salute.

As Jenny shyly reciprocated the greeting, she thought that he was almost as handsome as Robert. His eyes looked a lot like Robert’s, although his features slightly differed, and his complexion was fair.

-“Oh Dear, I am so glad that you are here! I am going insane with so many preparations prior to your sister’s wedding.
I want you to do a big favor for me, please say that you will!” Maude prettily begged, knowing beforehand that he would concede to any of her requests.
–“I want you to teach Jenny the basic steps of a waltz, and the fox trot, and what not. I want her to feel at ease, and have a wonderful time at the wedding celebration.”

-“Anything for you mon coeur.” Andrew said as he gallantly kissed Maude’s hand. –“Jenny, it will be my pleasure to teach you the basics of dance.” Andrew said this as he took hold of Jenny’s hand and led her to the middle of the living room.

Maude enjoyed herself tremendously as she monitored the dance lesson. They had selected music of her era, which took her way back into the vaults of her memory, as those played on her heartstrings as well.

If only she could be able go back in time she mused, even if only for one moment, how much would she cherish every treasured second allotted to see her true love again. That moment, would be more precious to her and air itself. It’s funny how one seemed to live for those monumental moments etched on the very heart.

Maude thought that she would gladly forfeit the rest of her allotted time on this earth, for just that chance to spend one full day again with her long-departed love.

Andrew and Jenny also enjoyed the dance lesson. It was a new and heady experience to be held and swirled around by a very handsome and engaging young man.





-“Please seat down on the settee with care Jenny; I don’t want you to wrinkle the dress. You should always carry yourself with dignity and grace, even when you seat, or exit a vehicle.
Now, I will insert these silver combs just so.” Looking at the finished product while standing in front of the vanity mirror, Maude smiled with pride as Jenny looked at her reflection in wonder.

-“You should feel at ease in any social situation, and with practice and your studies that should come naturally. And if you do not feel at ease – fake it!
Most people love to hear talk about themselves, so always steer the conversation towards them, and that should get the conversations flowing.

I am very happy that you are quickly gaining ground in your studies. That is important to find a quality mate in life Jenny.” Maude counseled.

-“But Maude, what is the point of going to school, solely to find a husband and to stay at home, and be to settled with kids?” Jenny asked a bit perplexed.

-“Dear, you go to school to develop yourself! Also to meet like-minded friends, and to be able to stand on your own two feet when the necessity arises.
Women generally outlive men, so you should not fool yourself into thinking that you will coast through life based on your looks alone. Those are ephemeral, which means that nothing is eternal. That is why you should always cherish the people you love."

Upon listening to this Jenny's face is crestfallen. What Maude had said, touched a nerve as Jenny realized that she had never been the recipient of true love. Otherwise, how would her own mother have sold her to Myrna when she was just nine years old?

-"I suppose I don't know what love is Maude, but if it anything close to gratitude, I guess then that I love you, and also Robert, Marta, Leticia, and... my angel."

-"Poor darling, look at you! Don't you realize that you have your whole life ahead of you?
This used to be my room when I was a girl, and now that I am standing in front of the same vanity mirror I sat on when I was your age, I will tell you what I have learned since then.

Jenny, live every day as if it could be the last, because there are no guarantees' or expiration dates. Live it well, and if you really want something, then go for it! Without apologizes to anyone else.
You will encounter setbacks, and that's okay. If you believe without a doubt that you will eventually come up on top, then there is no other way! Expect the best, and don't permit the negatives to overpower you - do not allow it Jenny!

Anyway, let’s not get too serious on this special day. I want you to have a lot of fun!” Maude urged as they left for the ceremony.







Overwhelmed by the festive crowd, Jenny stepped to the second floor balcony for some fresh air and tranquility. When she decided to rejoin the party, she consciously practiced what Maude had instructed as she glided with elegance down the staircase.

Several pairs of eyes turned to witness Jenny's descent. Andrew disengaged from a conversation with a friend, to walk up to Jenny as she neared the main floor. He had not perceived until now just how lovely Jenny is, as the beautiful dress, tasteful make-up, and hairstyle enhanced Jenny's natural beauty.

-"Would you care to for a dance Mademoiselle?" Andrew asked as he extended his hand to help her down from the staircase.

-"Oh, sure." Jenny said as she walked with care so as not to fall flat on her face.

They danced nonstop for quite a bit. In fact they had so much fun, while Jenny internally counted the intricate dance steps, that she did not perceive when a silver comb encrusted with pearls fell down to the dance floor.

Only someone closely observing her moves, would be aware that the silver comb was coming loose, and be there in time to retrieve it before it was stomped.

Not wanting to interrupt their dance, Robert put the comb inside his breast pocket, and removed himself from view.





By chance Robert met Jenny in the hall as they were exiting the perspective restrooms.

-"Hello Jenny, you look very nice tonight. I think you dropped something." Robert said as he retrieved the silver comb from his breast pocket.

-"Oh, wow! I am so glad that you found it. I felt terrible that I had lost it. It belongs to Maude." Jenny said with heartfelt gratitude.

-"You're welcome."

-"Would you like to dance? I noticed that you came alone to the party." Jenny asked.

-"Yes, I did not have a date. Sure, I'd like that very much." Robert said.


Lost in the music and the crowd while sheltered by the dim lights of the dance floor, this showered with spectacles of lights from a sphere above, Robert took Jenny's hand and led her in a slow dance.

The warmth of his hand enveloped hers. The skin contact was soothing, and also quite electrifying, as the energy surging between them was almost palpable.
It was quite different from the fun-filled energy that she had felt with Andrew while dancing, as she danced now without counting the intricate steps in her mind. Dancing with Robert felt so natural, as she intuitively trusted that he would lead the way.

Jenny deeply inhaled Robert's cologne, and smiled into his eyes. She was careful not to look down at his soft lips. It felt so nice to be embraced close to his form, that Jenny wished the moment would not end too soon.




To be continued...

Wonderland IX

Delighting in the play of the breeze with her hair, and in the warmth of the morning sun caressing her skin; Jenny stopped for a moment to close her eyes, to further savor this simple moment of content.

If she tuned off the shrill traffic noise of the streets, she found a connection in the rhythm of things. As in the dancing of the tree leaves with the wind, and in the bounce of womens’ hips. Also in the sequence of the baristas serving the coffee with an uninterrupted beat, or in the stop and go of smooth traffic capriciously assigned by the whim of the traffic light. If she focused, she also felt the heart beat of the city itself.

Before crossing the street, Jenny froze in total panic. A police car came to the curb and signaled a right turn. Jenny’s heart beat hammered in her chest.
Even though Marta and Leticia had explained to her that the police were not as corrupt as Myrna had described, and that was simply a ruse to keep her compliant, Jenny could not avoid her reaction.

Jenny had emerged from a dark cave of deceit and ignorance, and even though she was standing under the bright sunlight, the things that had been inculcated in her psych seemed to wield more influence over her, than what was evident under the glare of the sun.

Breathing a sigh of relief when the police car made the right turn, Jenny picked up the pace and gathered her grocery bags, to hurry back to her new home.

Jenny was happily settled as a companion of an eccentric and very interesting old lady.

Marta - Jose’s wife had gone beyond the call of duty by accommodating Jenny in her house for several days, in the same room as her daughter Leticia. They had generously contributed to her anemic wardrobe, by handing down to her some of Leticia’s old t-shirts and jeans.
Marta had vouched for her, and gave her reference to one of her employer’s who lived alone in a lovely old home.

Maude was her name. She was 85 years old, and a very independent and spunky old lady. After learning about how Jenny had been kept in slavery right here in Southern California since she was nine years old, she did not hesitate to right this wrong. Maude still employed Marta as her weekly house cleaner, while she offered Jenny room and board, and a minimum salary as her companion and personal assistant.

After meeting Jenny and having a conversation with her, Maude was adamant about hiring her, even if her son Robert had protested at first as he preferred to have the proper authorities intervene.


-“You mean to say that you never went out until just about the time you ran away?” Robert asked with some skepticism.

-“No, never. What is different about Myrna’s house with the other houses, in not only the brick mural surrounding it, but also that it has iron bars in both the upstairs and downstairs windows.
The doors lock from the outside as well as the inside too.
The only telephones and computers in the house are in her study, which she always keeps locked. Not even for cleaning did I ever go in there.
If seldom they ever took a vacation, I was left alone with the dog, and plenty of food. My only companion was my….the television.

When I was thirteen she started taking me to her business. I also cleaned there, or packaged boxes, and whatever else she told me to do.” Jenny said.

-“Do you know the address of her home, or of her business?” Robert asked.

-“I don’t know how to get there, but I do remember well the business address as I put the address stickers on the boxes ready to ship out.”

-“Okay Jenny, please give me the address. We can’t enroll you in school until I get your documentation from her.”




There was a festive quality in the air. Maude’s granddaughter was getting married, and it was to be a grand affair. Maude invited Jenny to search through the attic, and bring down her glamorous clothes dating back from the decade of the 1940’s.

-“Oh, Jenny, if only you had seen me then. I was as pretty as a fresh rose. It was back then that women dressed like women, and men like gentlemen. I don’t agree with all these jeans, and unisex clothing. Sometimes it’s hard to differentiate between boys and girls!

Oh look at that strapless dress! It’s made of satin, and chiffon.
I wore this dress with silver combs encrusted with mother-of-pearls. Those are are still in my jewelry box I believe.

Jenny, you are about my same size. I want you to pick a dress to wear to the wedding and you can leave it at the dry cleaners. And I will lend you my silver combs for your hair.

You will look absolutely beautiful!

There will be lots of young people at this wedding, and I want you also to meet my grandson. He is very handsome like my son Robert. He is still in college, but of course he will attend his sister’s wedding.

Come, hurry now! Look through all my beautiful dresses and choose one. It is such a shame that they are not worn and displayed – they are so beautiful.” Maude said with nostalgia for a day long gone.




-“I have good news Jenny! We had a serious talk with Myrna, and she released your old passport and birth certificate. With that document, you may enroll in school. You will start in a lower grade, but with private tutoring you can catch up and when you’re ready, you can take the G.E.D test. That is a high school equivalency test.

My lawyer is suing Myrna on your behalf for back pay, and will initiate the paperwork to legalize your status in the United States; there are several ways to do so, even if my mother decides to adopt you, as she has told me she wants to do if it is the last recourse.

The point is that you will be able to go to school Jenny, which is what you want right?” Robert teased.

-“Oh My God Robert! Thank you!” Jenny could not help it as she ran to embrace Robert. –“You have slayed the dragon for me – thank you!” Jenny said as she held Robert tight and looked up with adoration in her eyes.




To be continued…

Wonderland VIII

-“The fare is $1.25. You need to give one dollar and one quarter.” The driver slowly pronounced the words condescendingly, as he gave back the $50 dollar bill to Jenny.

Taking back the bill, Jenny puts it back in the wallet, and searches for two single dollar bills which she then hands to the bus driver.

The driver took the two dollars and made an elaborate gesture of inserting those into the money slot. He looked at Jenny as if the effort to do this was simply too much.

Feeling stupid, Jenny gathered her stuff and went to the back of the bus. Seated on the last row, Jenny reclined her face on the window sill and looked out into the night as the bus drove off.

It was after a few miles that hunger, thirst, and just plain exhaustion took over Jenny.
She broke down to sob without making too much noise. What she missed most in the world right now, was the image of her angel. She felt utterly alone and lost in this dark, intimidating world -- everything was so unfamiliar to her. Calling on her angel, she asked that he not desert her, and asked him for guidance.

Shivering from cold as the air conditioner on the bus was turned on at full blast, Jenny felt that the first step would be to remedy that situation. The massive building of a store loomed just ahead. She got up from her seat and ran to the front door.

-“I want to get out.” Jenny said. The driver offered an exasperated glance, and opened the door at the next bus stop.

Jenny sat on the bus stop to put on her silver sandals once again. She made her way to the glass doors which automatically opened to let her in. So as not to draw undue attention to herself, she decided to copy how the other people behaved.

She pulled a cart and pushed that in front, just like she saw the others do. She decided that she needed a sweater, as the night was unbearably cold. Walking to the women’s clothing section, she moved along to the junior section when she found nothing to her liking there. Jenny chose a red sweatshirt, and a pair of jeans which were on sale.

There was so much cool stuff in this place that she decided to investigate it. She came upon the shoe section and chose a pair of sneakers, as her silver sandals were very beautiful, yet frankly, too uncomfortable to run in. She then chose a bag of white socks, and cotton underwear.

Thinking that she needed a toothbrush and paste, no matter where she went, Jenny went on her quest when suddenly she stopped cold in her tracks. She had come upon the home décor section of this place, and there covered in glass and framed in a burnt gold finish, was her angel waiting for her.

Jenny could not hold back the tears of joy, as she took this as a sign that she was not alone in the world. She ran with her cart and grabbed the framed art, to embrace it lovingly to her heart.

Wiping her tears with the sleeve of her new sweatshirt, she renewed her quest to find the toothpaste. On her way she stopped in awe at every single aisle, while checking out the goods on display. When the overhead speaker announced that the store would be closed in fifteen minutes, Jenny finally stopped her browsing and diligently searched for the toothbrush.

Paying extra attention to the money, as this was her lifeline at this moment, she meticulously counted the money the cashier had asked for. She had been very lucky she thought, that the old man’s wallet was plump with cash. He must be very generous if he had given Myrna $2,000 dollars, she concluded.

Taking her purchases to the store’s public restroom, Jenny changed into her new clothing. She folded her beautiful dress, and set it in a bag on top of her silver sandals. As she walked out into the night, and she saw people rushing to their cars and warm homes, she felt anew the burden of her plight.

She did not have anyone to turn to, and she was so hungry and very tired.

Not true! - she switched her thinking mode. She was embracing her angel, and she had a beautiful pink dress and sandals fit for a princess. She also had a lot of money stuffed in the pocket of her new jeans. Yet most importantly, she now had the freedom to do whatever she wanted with her life - she had herself!

Walking to the main avenue she saw an open eatery. Jenny picked up the pace, and walked towards this beckoning place.

-“Table for two?” asked the cashier.

-“It’s just me. I just want to eat something.” Jenny said wondering why she had asked for two, did she not see that she was all alone? Stupid woman.

Seated at a booth in the back of the restaurant, Jenny opened the colorful menu to be tempted by all the pictures of delicious food. She carefully placed the framed image of her angel right next to her.

-“Anything else I can get for you miss?” asked the waiter once again. Jenny had already eaten a side of pancakes, fries and a burger, and a chocolate milk shake. She could not eat anymore, nor hold off sleep at all.

-“Just more water please.” Jenny turned to look at the wall clock. It read 2:30 am.

-“Miss, you can’t sleep here, wake up please! Don’t you have somewhere to sleep?” The waiter asked. Raising her head, Jenny looked at the clock which said it was 4:00 am.

-“I’m just waiting for daylight to find a place to stay. I need a job, and a place to stay.” Jenny said in hopes that he might indicate of any.

Looking down at her sleep-deprived face with haunted eyes, way too mature for a kid her age, Jose decided to help her.

-“Listen, I think my wife can help you. She cleans houses and she knows a lot of people. My shift ends at 7:00 am. If you want I will open the door to my car, and you can sleep in the back until my shift ends.

All I can offer you is to sleep there until my shift ends, and then take you to see my wife. I am sure that she will find something for you – don’t worry.
I have a daughter about your age, and I would not want to see her alone with no place to go. I’ll take care of the check, just go to the back of the restaurant, and meet me there in five minutes so that I can unlock my car.” Jose said.

He looked like someone who could be trusted, at least he did not look at her with lust - and which other options did she have? Jenny went to the restroom to wash her teeth, and then met Jose at the designated spot.

Before drifting off to sleep, she placed her angel in front of her seat and thanked him for not deserting her. She hoped that perhaps there were angels who pretended to be people, and that she would encounter those in her path. There was so much to see and investigate in this new world which would be her home, and she was excited by the prospect.

Before she fully succumbed to sleep, Jenny felt a sweet kiss once more upon her cheek.



To be continued….

Wonderland VII

Jenny did not realize how she got there. She was lying on a bed, and looked up to the ceiling of an unfamiliar bedroom dimly lit by a bedside lamp. She felt dizzy and a bit disoriented, as she looked down at her beautiful pink dress, and silver sandals, she recalled that she had worn those that evening for dinner.

Her earlobes acutely throbbed, as if they were about to get infected. Jenny was proceeding to take off her cheap plastic earrings, when the old man from the dinner table came back into the room.

-“Honey, you’re awake! How are you feeling? You were not feeling well during dinner and I brought you here to rest. When you feel like it, tomorrow morning we can go to the mall to shop for lots of new clothes, and whatever you need. You are my special guest here.” Peter said with his partial denture back in place.

-“I have to go. I don’t know you. I have to go now.” Jenny said feeling the rise of fear in her throat.

-“You can’t do that Jenny. I paid Myrna two-thousand dollars for you! You can’t leave, until Monday morning, when I will take you back to Myrna.” Peter said with anger disrupting his unpleasant features.

A glacial current of fear ran up Jenny’s spine, which caused her to jump off the bed.
Surely she was faster than this old man with the cat whiskers for eyebrows, and the sagging labial folds. Yet, she realized that she was not as strong as him. He was very tall and strong with a protruding belly in front. She had to keep her wits about her for the opportune moment to bolt.

-“Oh honey, please don’t be afraid. I am not going to hurt you at all. I like you!” Peter said as he walked towards where Jenny stood, blocking her passage. He knelt of the floor as he grabbed Jenny’s hips to pull her close.

Jenny tried very hard not to freak out as the old man distributed lots of little kisses on her bare legs, and moved up to her secret place. He was tender and affectionate in a strange sort of way, and when he kissed her in a certain spot through her cotton underwear, Jenny felt a jolt of electricity.

Jenny almost felt pity for this old man hunched on the floor, kissing her with fervid adoration as if she were a statue of some worth. Slowly, it dawned on her the power that she could wield over him.

She allowed him to nudge her very gently back against the edge of the bed, as he knelt in between her legs. Jenny recalled that Myrna had said that it was normal if a man did that to a woman, and her curiosity won the better part of her, as the deluge of kisses coupled with the nudging of his nose insinuating into the folds, stimulated that secret place between her legs.

Peter slid the pink dress over her hips and tentatively inserted his tongue under the edge of the elastic of the plain cotton panties. This caused such a nice sensation, that Jenny halted her breathing in anticipation.

-No, don’t touch me, just use your tongue and lips.” Jenny said with surprising authority.

Perhaps it was the lack of affection throughout her short life, but the adoration derived from an anonymous and repulsive man, was beginning to become enjoyable for as long as she kept her eyes shut.

His warm and velvety tongue and soft, pliant lips created havoc with her senses, as he lapped her as frantically as Myrna’s dog lapped up the cool water on a blazing summer day. The inquisitive tongue flamed the sparks of fire which caused Jenny to enclose the old man’s head in a grip to keep his tongue firmly in place.

Jenny did not know what to expect, it was exhilarating and excruciatingly intense the tension building in between her legs. She wanted something so badly, but she did not know what it was yet!

When the old man puckered his wrinkly lips around her little button, Jenny thought that she would go mad. Her body temperature surged and her body convulsed as she rode a wave of white hot pleasure. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before in her entire life. She had felt for a moment disconnected from her mind, as she became an unhinged mass of tension that exploded into a million particles of undiluted pleasure.

Coming down from her high, Jenny disengaged herself, and lowered her dress into place. She slid to the other side of the bed and thought as to what do to next to escape.

-“Did you like that honey?” Peter asked with his face, nose and whiskers wet and sticky from her juices. –“I want you to do that to for me too, so that I can feel good too.” Peter said looking absurd with his pants off, and his pecker peaking out of his loose cotton briefs. He had left his shirt on, but taken off his pants and shoes during his ministrations.

Seeing an opportunity, Jenny said to him: -“Okay, but first you have to wash your pee pee. I will only go near it after you wash it good.” Jenny said sweetly.

-“Okay honey, wait here. I won’t take long.” Peter said as he stood up and went into the adjacent bathroom.

It only took Jenny two minutes to delve into Peter’s discarded pants to search for his wallet, and to run out to the front door.
As she was attempting to unlock the main door of this unfamiliar house, she heard Peter yell her name from above.

Her heart froze in her throat, as a dark cloud of panic threatened to paralize her. Yet, Jenny commanded her mind to stay focused and cool. She turned the lock and slipped into the dark of the night after she softly closed the front door.

She stopped behind the shelter of a massive tree to reach down and take off her silver sandals. Grabbing those as well as Peter’s wallet, Jenny ran as fast as her legs could carry her and away from the main road.

Jenny sneaked into a nearby driveway, and hid behind a tree until she heard Peter run out and yell her name. She waited for him to start his car and after hearing the engine roar and distance itself, did she sneak out of her hiding place to view which way Peter drove.

She ran in the opposite direction for miles, until she came to a bus stop. Her feet were cut and bleeding. She sat on the bench to remove the offending debris. Just then a massive bus stops in front of her, and she does not hesitate to jump in an seat in the back.

-“HEY YOU! Do you think that you can ride the bus for free? Yeah you! Come back here and pay the bus fare!” The sourly bus driver yelled to Jenny.

Apprehensive about the angry driver possibly calling to police on her, Jenny quickly attempts to pay her bus fare. She takes a $50 dollar bill out of Peter’s wallet, and hands it to the bus driver.



To be continued….

Wonderland VI

-"Jenny, we have a very special guest joining us for dinner. I want you to dust the living room, clean the windows, and shine the flooring. You don't have to cook dinner, as I am bringing take out." Myrna quickly instructed as she gathered her purse and prepared to go shopping.

-"Oh, by the way Jenny. I need you to be fresh and presentable tonight. After you are done with the cleaning, then shower. I am going to bring you a new dress to wear for this special occasion." Myrna said with a big smile.

This was very unusual behavior from Myrna. Not the cleaning part for Saturdays' Jenny seemed to work twice as hard than if she were working packaging at the factory. But her offer of a new dress was truly out of the ordinary Jenny mused.

Tackling her chores with renewed vigor, the hours seemed to evaporate like steaming water. Exiting the bathroom post her shower, she was intercepted by Myrna holding a large plastic bag.

-"Here Jenny, this is for you. I also bought you new shoes to go with those since you can't wear your sneakers with a new dress." Looking intently into Jenny's face flushed with content, Myrna grabbed her hand and led her to the living room chair.

-"Jenny, you know that I care for you very much, and I always look out for you.
I think it's time that you start to think what you would like to do with your life. Like you saw the other day at the mall, there are beautiful places to go see, and beautiful things to buy.

You are a very pretty girl, and if you are smart, you can get ahead in life with your looks and guile. If you use men, and if you're sweet to them, or make them think that they are in the right, and that he is number one - you can get a lot out of him if you feed his ego.

I know that you saw something the other night, and perhaps you found it disturbing, but know that it's a very natural thing to do between men and women. And a man can do the same for you too, and it is not bad or shameful at all.

It will give you power when you exert your sexuality.

With it, you can control men, and get things your way or perhaps even be compensated. You don't want to work packaging boxes all your life, no?" Myrna slyly inquired as she took hold of Jenny's roughened hands.

-"No Myrna, I do not want to work packaging boxes all my life. I've told you before that I want to go back to school. That is what I want." Jenny said bracing herself for Myrna's fury.

Visibly controlling her anger, Myrna spoke when subdued. -"Jenny, I've told you that illegal as you are in this country, you can't attend school. And listen to me stupid girl; you've got the looks but not the brains. What you need to do is to listen to me and use your body for profit; otherwise you can stay here and take care of me until my dying day!" Myrna said thoroughly disgusted as she stood to walk away.

Feeling disturbed by Myrna's words that evening, Jenny felt as if a dark cloud was enveloping her. Jenny intuited that something was amiss, as Myrna's behavior was way out of the ordinary.

Shaking her head she went to her room to get dressed and find out the contents of this mystery bag. When Jenny opened the bag containing the stuff Myrna had bought, she gasped.

Inside she found the prettiest dress in the color of flamingos. This set off her caramel skin tone when she embraced it in front of the mirror. Then she found high-heeled sandals in silver tone. They shined like pliable silver against the light. In another bag, inside of the larger bag, Jenny found a pink lipstick and silver ear hoops. They looked silver, but upon touching them, Jenny found them to be construed out of plastic.

Putting her worries aside, Jenny poured the pink dress over her head, and accommodated it into place. Next she slipped her feet into the beautiful strapped sandals. She loved how the silver contrasted with her smooth skin.

Putting on the lipstick, she stood back to look at the image reflected on the mirror. She felt beautiful, and glamorous. The height of the heels elongated her legs, and the lipstick made her appear older and sophisticated.

Reaching for the faux silver hoops, she was disillusioned to find that she could not put those on. She did not have pierced ears, nor had she ever owned a pair of earrings before.

-Jenny! Are you ready? Why are you taking so long?" Myrna yelled from above.

-"I'm ready; it's just that I can't wear these earrings Myrna, my ears are not pierced."

-"Come into the kitchen with me." Myrna heated a needle over the fire, and draped a towel over Jenny's shoulders.

-"Okay, this is going to pinch a little bit just hold still." Myrna said as she inserted the needle clean-through with unrelenting pressure.

-"Stop that. Now, I am going to do the same to the other ear." Myrna said sternly as Jenny winced in pain.

After finishing perforating both earlobes, Myrna then inserted the fake silver earrings.

-"Jenny, you can't be a baby about certain things. You see how the discomfort only lasted a few seconds while it went in? I want you to know that it's similar when you go to bed with a man for the first time. The pain will only last a few seconds, and then you will forget all about it almost immediately." Myrna said matter of fact.

The horrified look plastered on Jenny’s face was sufficient response that she did not intend to find out about that too soon.

The feast was delicious, yet Jenny could not enjoy it. She had been asked to join them at the table, and Myrna had even helped to serve and set it up. Her earlobes were itchy and tender, as the weight of the plastic fake-silver hoops abraised the tender, perforated skin.

Besides her itchy earlobes, she was uncomfortable with the looks that old man seating across the table gave her. It was as if she was the main course of the meal and he had abstained from eating for several days.

-“I have to get my teeth out. These are brand new, and last time I ate with those, there was food stuck inside.” Peter said matter of fact, as he excavated into his mouth and inserted his partial denture into his breast pocket.

-“Oh, don’t worry about it Peter. Tell me, isn’t Jenny as pretty as I told you that she is?” Myrna said with exaggerated sweetness. –“Perhaps you will invite her to go out with you and show her around town. Jenny loves the mall and fancy perfumes.”

-“She sure is pretty. What do you say honey? Do you want to go out this evening for a drive, and to do some shopping for you?” Peter asked with a partially vacant mouth.

Suddenly Jenny’s appetite was gone.




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Wonderland V

_”Oscar, please don’t look for me. You will get me in trouble with Myrna, she has spies everywhere!” Jenny pleaded.

-“The hell with Myrna! I just found out that I am fired, and for no good reason.

Jenny please leave with me. I won’t be able to see you now, at least not in that fortress where you live. And I will be banned from coming into the factory by the security guards another day.” Oscar pleaded with visible anguish in his eyes.

-“Oscar, I can’t do that. I don’t want to be settled with a family for many years yet.
I don’t know what I want for sure, but I know it is got to be something that will allow me to find myself. If I leave with you, that would signify a commitment to you. I am not ready for that. I’m sorry Oscar.” Jenny said genuinely saddened to see Oscar depart from her life.

-“Jenny, don’t you see that you are her prisoner? You never have a day off, and the pay she says she sends to your family in your country is most likely a scam. She will never let you leave her. I am here now here for you - come with me!” Oscar said extending his hand.

For a moment Jenny hesitated, swayed by the memory of her wonderful day at the mall, if she ran away, then she could be free to visit the mall anytime and even try on some of the shoes and clothes and perfumes. Yet, at what cost? If she had truly loved Oscar, she would go ahead and accept his offer. But he was a dear friend to her; it would not be fair to either of them.

On the other hand, Myrna was acting ultra weird lately. Just that morning she had called Jenny to the bathroom and after locking the bathroom door, she had instructed Jenny to turn around. Myrna then pulled down Jenny’s pants a little bit and then proceeded to inject her with a syringe.

After hesitating several minutes, Jenny embraced Oscar for the last time. –“I can’t go with you Oscar. I care for you as a dear, dear friend, but I have to find my way first.” Jenny said with finality.

Feeling desolate about losing her only friend, Jenny went about washing the evening’s plates, pots, and pans.

-“I told you not to talk to that good-for-nothing boy Oscar. Are you boy crazy all of a sudden Jenny?” Myrna asked with malice oozing off her pores.

-“He simply said goodbye to me today. He is leaving, and I won’t see him anymore.” Jenny said looking down at the sink full of suds and dirty plates, while controlling the urge to cry.

-“You are a stupid girl if you think that you can fool me Jenny. I’ve invested too much on you for you to spoil my goods. If you are that boy crazy, I will take care of that very soon.” Myrna said as she yanked Jenny’s hair.

-“When you are done with the dishes and after mopping the floor, take fresh towels to my bathroom. Hurry up!” Myrna ordered.

Taking the towels out of the dryer and folding those, Jenny made her way upstairs to Myrna’s bedroom.

The door was open and the lamp highlighted the silhouettes of Myrna’s husband reclining on their bed while Myrna kneeled on the floor in between his legs. Her corpulent form was naked, her free flowing, pendulous breasts collapsed without the support of a brassiere to hold them upright.

Yet, that is not what made Jenny drop the warm fresh towels to the floor in shock.

Jenny was rooted on the spot as she saw Myrna engulf that thing in between her husband’s legs. It was hard and standing upright. Meanwhile Myrna worked furiously bobbing her head up and down, as her lips enclosed around that hard pee pee.

That is what Jenny had called it when she had seen her little brothers pee while standing up.

When Myrna’s husband caught sight of Jenny standing just outside the doorway, he yelled out her name. Immediately Jenny ran down the stairs as fast as her legs could carry her.

She ran into her room and locked the door. She was still shaken by that sight. It was utterly gross what she had caught Myrna doing.

Trying to block from her mind that nefarious sight, Jenny focused on the poster of her angel on the wall to seek solace and a sense of calm.

Late into the night, as her tired body burdened by the weight of the efforts of the day clamored for sleep, Jenny succumbed to a fitful sleep.

Perhaps it was her intuition telling her that she was becoming a woman, that image she had been privy to had grossed her out, yet, something had also stirred in her.

Perhaps it was a memory ingraind in her psych, fusing with the advent of the future, yet, Jenny felt the subtle awaking of her sexuality bloom like the tender petals of a rose.


To be continued….

Wonderland IV

-“I don’t have to tell you again Jenny that you must do exactly as I tell you. I want you to simply stand in line in front of me, and ask for the items listed on there.
Don’t talk or look at anyone, do you hear me? Especially not to the police, or guards, or anyone in uniform!” Myrna threatened.

Jenny did not reply; her heart beat accelerated at the prospect of being out in the world for the first time in seven years.
Her eyes devoured everything in sight, and filed it away to examine it later at her leisure under a magnifier glass.

The colossal passage of brightly lit mall was surreal. It was as grand as any palace in the movies, with self-moving stairs, and majestic marble flooring.

The amplified images of beautiful girls beckoned as they seemed to call out to her with a siren’s song.

The clothes displayed on the store front windows were spectacular, and fit for a true princess. And the shoes! Oh, those were sweeter than chocolate fudge. To wear those Jenny thought, would be like stepping into a little piece of heaven, and one would feel elevated to new heights of glamour and beauty.

The throngs of people were overwhelming. The senses went into overdrive, as Jenny ached to touch the things in display. She sprayed the entire perfume samples, one on top of another when her turn came up, and tried on the creams and lotions, even those meant to erase the passage of time.

A pinch on her arm brought her back to reality, as Myrna urged her to move on, as she had already gotten her allotted free loot too.


The wave of people walking towards her and to her sides varied in ethnicity, girth, height, hair color, and it seemed disposition. Why did they not seem thrilled to be here? This was heaven, and a lot seemed to be tired, stressed, and ill-humored.

How could anyone ever feel unhappy here she thought to herself?

After the trek of four malls similar in grandeur, they stopped for lunch at the food court of such mall.

Jenny’s mouth watered as they passed by the various stands at the food court which tempted the palate with scrumptious delicacies.

She was speechless when she caught a glimpse of those seated on the designated eating area. How different from the beautiful models were some of the women who looked to be the size of two women in one.

Myrna was thick, but she had never seen up close such variety of women, children and men. Jenny was mesmerized by how quickly the food was disposed of followed by the automatic drink of a bucket of what seemed to be soda.

-“Stupid girl, here jump on the escalator, and don’t let your shoes be caught in between them!” Myrna told her when Jenny hesitated for several minutes as how to approach this tricky situation.

Jenny did not mind Myrna; she was feeling good to be part of the world. If perhaps only for today, and only under the glass ceiling of the magnificent mall, she would always cherish the memory of this little taste of freedom in the palace of beauty.


By 6:00 pm, when the lines for free gifts expanded to the length of six blocks, Myrna gave up her quest for more free gifts.

-“Bring me all the bags up to my room Jenny.” Myrna said, not allowing Jenny to keep a single perfume or expensive lotion which she had stood in line for almost ten hours for.

-“Hurry up and make dinner. Oh, wait Jenny, I’ve meant to ask you this, when was your last menstrual period?” Myrna asked as Jenny was walking down to the kitchen.

As Jenny settled into her multi-tasking routine of preparing that evening’s dinner, she did not pay heed to that odd question from Myrna. Instead she focused on the still feel good feeling of having experienced a wondrous day.

She turned on the kitchen radio softly to distract away from the noise eminating from the second floor. Myrna and her husband were bickering like dogs and cats in their bedroom.

Jenny wanted to hold on to that good feeling for as long as possible.



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Wonderland III

-“Are you kidding me? Macy’s is giving free perfumes and creams in every one of their stores? I am going to be there first thing on the morning, and I will go to every store and mall in a thirty mile radius! Thank you for the information Anita. Bye!” Myrna hangs up the receiver.

Walking to the balcony Myrna yells out to Jenny to come upstairs.

-“What’s taking you so long to come? Is your head in the clouds again?”

-“No, I had the water running for rinsing the pots and pans, and I did not hear you.” Jenny said this as she rushed up the stairs to where Myrna was standing wearing a scowl.

-“I find that hard to believe that is the only reason Jenny, after all you were spotted kissing with that boy Oscar. Just know that I have eyes everywhere Jenny, and you better be careful how you tread.

I am saving you for the ripe opportunity, but if I find that you are messing with that boy, who’s after no good, I will put you to work extra time in extracurricular activities!

Mark my words Jenny, you have better tread very carefully and not test my goodwill.” Myrna said menacingly as she scanned Jenny up and down as if trying to read her innermost thoughts.

-“Oh no Myrna, I’ve already told Oscar that I am not interested in getting serious. He does have good intentions towards me though, he’s told me so.” Jenny said this which only infuriated Myrna all the more.

-“You stupid, stupid girl. All that horny dog wants is the chance to pop your cherry, and to have some fun with you, and make you some babies. You think there’s room here for that? And how can you work with a belly? I don’t want you to go near that boy again Jenny, that is just asking for trouble.

If you ever come here one day pregnant, you will have the wiping of your life! I will personally skin you alive for not listening to me!

Remember I look out for you, and I want you to be safe and well.

By the way, tomorrow we have a special day ahead of us. You will be going with me on a full day of shopping. Well, actually it is not shopping as we need to get in line for free stuff! If you go with me, I will collect double the stuff.

Listen to me well Jenny, I know I never take you out, but that is only to keep you safe from the police or immigration.

If they see you they will do awful things to you! Why they put women in jails with other common criminals and they put them in small, crowded cells. You will get beaten and molested by the police, and the guards, and murderous criminals jailed in with you!

I know that you’ve heard this all before, but now you are not a kid anymore. You have to be extra careful because you don’t know how horribly you will suffer in the hands of the crooked authorities here.

Now, go to bed and get up as usual and do the usual chores, but instead of going to the factory, we will go to see the wonderful malls!”

That night Jenny could hardly contain the butterflies in her stomach. Not so much as to what Myrna had warned her about, she had heard that threat ingrained in her psyche since she was nine years old, when Myrna had brought her here to work in her home.

Jenny had never ventured out of the house except to go to work in recent years to Myrna’s factory.

Jenny felt a mixture of excitement and trepidation, to go out and see lots of people in real time. She found it hard to sleep with all excitement of tomorrow swirling in her head.

Jenny trashed and turned in her sleep. Vivid dreams of the police chasing her disturbed her peace. In the middle of the night, Jenny awoke from one such nightmare.

Turning on her side she concentrated on the image of her angel by her bed. She asked him to accompany her tomorrow and to keep her safe.

Before succumbing to sleep, Jenny felt the soft brush of a kiss upon her cheek.




To be continued…