We pulled up to the curb in front of my apartment and I helped Anna out of my car and then pushed the front seat back so I could help Lisa to exit. Her hand gripped mine as I helped Her to stand beside us. Her brown eyes captured me so intensely, holding my attention, Her eyes telling that She was not afraid of me. Lisa smiled. This was the very first time I had allowed myself to actually look at Her without quickly looking to the ground or any place other than at Her.
I must have looked much like a little puppy dog, gently inquisitive. I looked without staring with my soft hazel eyes and blushing smile, trying so hard to not think what was going to happen. All I could do was slowly bow, putting my lips to Her soft hand, kissing Her gently, whispering, “Ding how, shay shay Nee Shazhea:” Hello and thank You very much my beautiful Woman.” Lisa giggled while looking into my upturned eyes and then squeezed my hand. I straightened to a standing position then closed the car door, turning to see Them smiling at each Other. We walked silently to the elevator and went up to my apartment on the third floor.
Opening the door for Them we went inside my apartment. I was so thankful that my apartment was always neat as a pin, clean, well polished and quite presentable. About a month or so ago Anna had visited me and became acquainted with the apartments layout. I walked along behind Them as She led Lisa through all of the rooms. I heard Her answer many questions, especially about the toilet and tub in the bathroom and the many functions of the kitchen stove. I felt a bit puzzled that Lisa seemed so intrigued almost as if She had never seen any of this before. Her face was filled with amazement when Anna turned on the burners and the little light in the oven. I watched as Lisa bent over to look inside, giggling as Anna turned the light on and off. This was such a wonderful time for me, watching, smiling at this sweet One who’s face was so open, so filled with the honesty of complete awe in Her new surroundings.
Lisa then stood, straightening Her dress, Her hands smoothing the loose wrinkles away from Her hips and waist. She looked at me watching Her and smiled so sweetly then giggled, saying something to Anna that I didn’t fully understand, something within Her words that She thought my red hair was just like the color of the brass Buddha statue that sat on a shelf above the sink in the kitchen. Anna agreed with Her while They looked at me, adding with a big toothy grin that I was not fat like the Buddha. For some stupid reason I quickly sat on the floor, crossing my legs, pushing out hard with my belly, extending out my arms bent at the elbow, hands upward and hugely smiled, tapping my chest while saying, “No Lisa, I’m not Buddha but see, I DO have His smile.” This seemed to cause Them to laugh hysterically, Lisa pointing at me, Her eyes brightly shining, twinkling, Anna giggling loudly, Her hand first on Lisa’s shoulder then quickly She knelt beside me, softly rubbing my distended belly saying that Lisa will bring me luck and good fortune just like the Buddha above the sink has for me. That very moment I wanted to hug Her tightly to me but I didn’t. My heart felt so calm, finally warm.
My fear were fading quickly away, knowing that in Her friendship She was the greatest fortune that I had ever had. I remember blushing, feeling so alive as She kissed my cheek and then helped me to my feet. I felt such trust for Her at that very moment. I felt a humble obligation to Her for all that She was doing for me. I remember Her looking deeply into my suddenly tearing up eyes, me so wishing to thank Her somehow for being my one true Friend. I think that She truly knew so much more about me then I would ever know about myself at that particular point in my life. Her face filled with a soft smile and then suddenly it turned into a teasing sparkling eyed frown when She said, “Artieah, you stinky, you dirty, you need bath,” as She began taking my clothes off right there in the kitchen.
I at first flinched, almost panicked … wishing to run away. Memories of being stripped by my Mother or my Sisters filling my mind, so terribly afraid of how I would be punished, so wishing to cry out and roll into a ball on the floor. But Anna was not yelling at me, was not pinching and pulling me about the room, was not slapping my butt or face, was not punching me in the stomach or kicking me between the legs. I closed my eyes and bit my cheeks and tongue while standing there, hoping for the panic to disappear … and it did as She softly spoke to Lisa about how She will enjoy taking care of me, “This good boy.”
My penis grew hard, almost hurting as She helped me to step out of my fatigue pants. It slipped out the front opening as I lifted my right leg as Anna pulled my pants completely off. Lisa giggled as i opened my eyes to see a look of amazement on Her face when Anna dropped my boxers to the floor.
I blushed darkly and shivered, knowing that She could now see all of me. I waited fearful, so afraid for the harsh words and sounds that plagued my youth … that never came. Anna talked about me with Her soft quiet words, patting my leg and hip as Lisa stood there smiling while asking about my pinkness, watching my body blush, Her hands on Her hips, the hint of twin nipples hardening under Her dress. My penis pounding against my stomach with each beat of my heart. I stood there, wishing to cover myself but strangely baffled, finally realizing that Her seeing me was nothing that was shaming Her or me. Anna took me and my dirty clothes in arm and then told Lisa to run a hot bath as She led me to my bedroom. I heard the water running and thought I heard Lisa softly humming when Anna held me by my chin, Her eyes intensely looking upward into mine while answering all my unspoken questions about Lisa.
“Lisa farm girl Artieah. I buy Her three days before. She VERY NICE girl Artieah! You make Her happy. She treat you right. She NO boom boom girl. She much young but She Woman here ,(Her hand touching Herself below Her tummy), and You take much care Her. Tonight you no more cherry boy, She no more cherry girl. You be good boy Artieah, you listen to me. You make Her happy and She love You big time, ok? She like you much. You funny boy, She laugh. No laugh on farm. No more happy on farm. Mamma dead, Dadda mean man and no love Lisa.” Anna put Her hand on my chest then tapped me there while continuing.
“You good inside, I know. I watch you many times. Nevah you be mean to bar Girls. You good boy, help me many times at bar. You make Lisa love you much, ok? She want you love Her longtime. She say you pretty boy. She say thank you Anna much when talk to me. You teach Amer-i- canah words, She teach you speak Chineeah. We teach you much love, you teach much happy for Her now, ok … cherry boy,” She said as I watched Her eyes turn from intensity to a wondrously twinkling, so teasing stare. She continued, “I tell Her wash you good like She did brotha on farm. She not afraid You Artieah, you no afraid Her, ok? I wait here in room, you go wash now Artieah,” She ended, turning me to the door, pushing my hips forward with both hands, then wickedly laughed as I walked to the bathroom.
I found Lisa sitting in the tub with Her eyes closed. I listened as She quietly hummed a strange tune, rinsing Her hair and then Her arms, totally unaware that i was there. Her dress was folded neatly and lay on the counter of the sink as were Her socks and white cotton panties. Such a beautiful girl, so innocently sitting with the water barely covering Her breasts. The water was steaming into the room, creating a warm mist surrounding Her. She had laid out a wash cloth, soap and shampoo on the tubs ledge within easy reach. Four bath towels draped over the half wall at the end of the tub.
My mind flashed with past terrors of the bathroom at home in Missouri. Things were not as perfect, sensual or inviting there. Bathrooms were for pain, for hard painful enemas. Bathrooms were for being spanked and told how useless i was. Bathrooms were for being watched and laughed at. Bathrooms were for frantically not dripping water, knowing I could not hold my water when I cried. Bathrooms were for being kicked and pinched and pulled and yanked and dirty panties to be put over my head. Bathrooms were for terror.
I must have sighed while shaking my head to clear the terror away because Lisa turned slowly, smiling with eyes then softly looking at me, inviting me with Her out stretched hand into the bath. The water was hot as my body slowly inched into it, feeling the water line turn my skin from a cool dryness into a wet heat. Finally I was sitting directly in front of Her, legs crossed like Her’s were, me looking into Her soft dark brown eyes. Her hair fell just below Her chin in the classic Chinese school Girl cut. Oh my She had such beautiful features.
I watched as the water rippled under Her chin but was soon aware of Her hand softly touching my legs. She smiled and knelt upward, pushing me back towards the tub. She saw my widely excited eyes caressing Her pert little Breasts and then She folded both of Her arms covering them. Her eyes suddenly were downcast as She sat back deep into the hot water. I felt like such a fool, embarrassing Her and myself for being so blatant with my stare.
“Dwabache ne Shazhea. Iyeyo Lisa, ne tocsohn shazhea. Iyeoh, dwabiche Lisa:” Please forgive me beautiful Woman. Oh my Lisa, I’m so hugely stupid. Oh my, please forgive me Lisa.)
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