Chapter 169: Dad and I Get Our Cars Washed

Sunday, May 1, 2005 (Continued)

It only took a few minutes to get home, by which time Carol was VERY eager to get me inside. As soon as the car was nearly stopped, Carol was opening her door and demanding, "Come on! Hurry up!"

"Haha. I'm coming; I'm coming. I'll just get the pizza out of the trunk." (I didn't bother writing earlier that I'd taken the pizza when I'd left the Williams'. You should know by now that there was no chance was of me leaving it behind. Julia had put it in the trunk for me, explaining, "I don't want it to smell up the car," as if the smell of pizza was somehow a bad thing!)

"Leave it! It's not going anywhere."

It's VERY hard to leave pizza, but I forced myself to do it. Sex with a very horny Carol was an excellent alternative. That, and she was dragging me by the arm so I didn't have much choice.

On the way up the path, I teased, "I wonder if Dad wants me to do any chores?" Carol just pulled my arm harder.

I said, "Hi, Mom. Bye, Mom," as I was dragged past Mom.

In our room, as Carol's clothes were flying off her, she demanded, "Tell me what we'll be doing in front of your team again."

#4: <Ahh, more talking dirty. That's my job.>

#3: <Did you notice Carol said, "what we WILL be doing", not "what we COULD" be doing?>

#4: <Yes. I thought her grammar, composition, choice of word structures, and underlying metaphorical thema were all very fascinating. Also her tits. Her pussy doesn't look half-bad either, that's if you like puffy, wet pussies.>

#3: <Haha. I'm not going to argue with you, even though I don't think "thema" is a word. I just thought her enthusiasm was interesting.>

#4: <I think MY enthusiasm is even more interesting!>

We put our enthusiasm to good use.

After several rapid repeats of the "good use" (it'd turned out to be a VERY good use!), there were some knocks on our door, with Mom calling out, "It's just me."

"Hang on!"

After some scrambling to get under the covers, I called, "Come."

Mom stuck her head in the door, saying, "There's a little Asian girl outside washing your car. I guess that would be Lily, and I guess you weren't expecting her, judging by your current activities?"

"Ahh. It had crossed my mind that she might come over to do that, but a wild animal distracted me, and I, ouch! Did you know that there's perfectly good pizza in the, ouch! Haha. I'd better get up and talk with her, otherwise she might come in when we're not ready for her."

Mom said, "That thought had crossed my mind. It might be a good idea to have a quick shower first too."

I turned to Carol, "Sorry. Either we lock her out of the house, or I have to bring her in and introduce her around."

"It's okay, you've taken the edge off. We can have an early night after dinner. I'll have a shower right after you, so stall her outside for five minutes before you bring her in."

"Sure. I'll take my time getting the pizza out of, ouch. Haha."

^-- Holding Carol's hands in self-defense, I turned to Mom, "Thanks for the warning, Mom."

"No problem. You know, this is the first time I've seen you two like this. Not actually 'having sex', but you know what I mean. It's rather strange for me."

I was debating saying something like, "It'd probably be even weirder for us to see you and Dad doing it, especially because old people aren't supposed to have sex." I kept my mouth shut though, as it was a bit mean.

I was trying to think of an improved version when Carol spoke up, "We'll do it more then, so you can get used to it. I wouldn't want you to feel strange in your own home, haha."

That was a better answer than any version of mine would've been, so I said, "That's a good idea Carol. Let me know if I can be of any assistance."

"Haha. I think I'll be able to fit you in somewhere."

Mom said, "I'll leave you to it then," closing the door as her head withdrew.

As we were getting up, Carol said, "I wonder why Lily's so eager. It's not anything like love, because she didn't seem upset about your leaving Corvallis when you graduate."

"No. I agree it's not love. Devotion, but not in the way we normally mean it..."

While I was talking, I was getting some casual clothes to change into after my shower, rather than the clothes Julia makes me wear in public. Carol interrupted her talk about Lily for something more important to her, telling me, "I'll choose some clothes for you. You go have your shower."

Julia often uses the exact same words, so I'm well trained by now. With Carol catching that attitude, it looks like I'll never be able to choose my own clothes in the future. I went to have my shower.

In the shower, it humorously occurred to me to wonder why none of my other willing serving girls had ever washed my car (whether it was "my car" or "Julia's car" didn't matter, just so long as someone washed it for me). I also wondered how Lily knew my address. She'd never been here before, and she'd never asked me where I lived.

Carol brought in some truly "casual" casual clothes (sweats), I thanked her, got dressed, and went out to talk with Lily and get the pizza.

Lily was working very industriously. When she saw me, she rushed over smiling, gave me a kiss, then rushed back to work.

I caught up to her, and gallantly chatted with her while she worked. I had five minutes to waste so Carol could remove the smell from her body, so I asked, "How come you're washing my car, Lily?"

"It dirty. I serve you."

"You don't need to do this Lily. I can easily wash the car myself."

"Then why dirty?"

Lily's big smile showed she knew she'd gotten me with that one. I hesitated, trying to think of a good answer, which gave Lily the chance to add, "You important man. I not important. I happy do for you."

#2: <I'm also happy Lily do. Who votes we let her wash the important man's car from now on?>

We decided to be generous and helpful. "Okay Lily, you win. Next time you don't need to bring your own water though," She'd brought a jerry can full, some of which she'd poured into a bucket. It must have been very heavy and difficult for her. "You can use our hose. I'll show you where it is in a few minutes. I'm curious that you knew where I live? You never asked me."

"Easy."

"Ahh, okay. Did you tell your mother about the dinner being on Saturday evening, and how many people?"

"Yes. Father and Mother very happy. Will be VERY special meal and VERY good food. You enjoy very much."

I had no doubt that I would. There are a couple of Chinese restaurants that we go to occasionally, and I've always enjoyed their food. One of them especially so, as it has an "All you can eat buffet" which had been particularly enjoyable when we'd gone there the last time. [My last merge, and hence increased appetite, was only nine or ten weeks ago, so we'd only been to one of them since then. My family doesn't eat out often, even in fairly cheap places like the Chinese restaurants we go to.]

"Good. I'm looking forward to it. Is eighteen people not too many for your mother?"

"Is very good. No problem. Mother very happy. Father very happy. Lily VERY happy, haha."

"Okay, that's good. I left the pizza in the trunk. I'll get it while I remember." Not that I'd ever forgotten!

#4: <If Lily knew us well, we would've just given away that Carol is our lover. There's no other possible reason for our leaving the pizza behind.>

I removed the pizza box from the trunk, noticing that I now had almost the best smelling car trunk in Corvallis, beaten only by all the trunks of the pizza delivery vehicles.

"Lily, I'll show you where the hose is, and then I'll take you inside to introduce you to Mom and Dad."

"Okay." Lily downed tools to follow me around the side of the house. On the way, Lily said, "Mother said dinner seven o'clock. Okay?"

"Yes, that's fine."

After taking care of the important car-washing instructions, I took Lily inside and made the introductions. Donna was a few houses down the street, at a friends' place, but everyone else was here.

Mom said, "So you want to serve Mark, Lily?"

"Yes. Very much."

"Why? I'm sure even in China serving a man this way is not usual."

"Because Mark is VERY important man."

"He's not important. He's just a 15-year old boy."

#2: <I hope Mom is just checking Lily out, rather than actually believing that? Do we have to do something even MORE impressive than light blobs and flying her lipstick and handbag around the room?>

#4: <If Mom truly thought we were just an ordinary kid, I would have expected her to mention something when she caught us making love to her daughter.>

#1: <You'd think so, wouldn't you.>

Lily answered, "Umm. Mark important now because important later. I think VERY important later."

Dad said, "Yeah, especially if I can talk him into taking up basketball."

Mom chuckled, while Lily looked very puzzled.

Dad explained, "It's a joke I have with Fely. I tease her that Mark should get into professional sports. Fely has a different opinion."

"Me too," I added.

"Me too!" Lily loyally added. Grabbing my arm and holding it just like Julia does. "Sports stupid!"

#4: <Good girl! I knew she was smart when she offered herself to us sexually, haha. I wonder whether there's a correlation between girls who hold our arms that way and raspberry blowing?>

#2: <Ava raspberries us, but she holds our hand normally.>

#4: <That's true. Just an idle thought.>

#1: <Very idle. Unfortunately I think the only way we're going to avoid raspberries is to outsmart the girls. Not just ordinary "outsmart" either, as it'd have to be in terms of the way they think.>

#4: <We should get used to raspberries then.>

#1: <Yep, pretty much.>

Dad's turn to chuckle, while Mom asked, "What sort of things are you going to do to serve Mark, Lily?"

"Anything. Everything girl does for man. Wash clothes, make bed, make food, buy clothes, umm, and more. I can't think now."

#4: <Somehow I don't think we'll be taking her up on the "make bed" maid service somehow. That might be a little tricky to explain.>

#2: <Not to mention that we don't make the bed anyway, Carol does all that sort of stuff.>

#1: <I'm more worried about the "buy clothes." Never mind that we didn't even want one girl to buy us clothes, but can you imagine the territorial dispute between Julia and Lily if they had different tastes in our clothes!>

#2: <That could get damned ugly!>

Mom said, "Everything inside this house is my job, but you're welcome to serve him outside it. Washing his car is good, as he never seems to get around to that."

"Outside only?"

Mom nodded.

After a little thought, Lily suddenly declared, "I make Mark lunch for school!"

We brownbag our lunches. Us kids make our own in the mornings, which these days usually means Carol makes them all, as she makes mine and hers, so she might as well make Donna's at the same time. Sometimes Donna has a turn, which she does fine at, as making sandwiches and dropping a piece of fruit into a bag isn't exactly rocket science. The point being that Lily's making my lunch wouldn't save me any effort, and wouldn't save my sisters much effort either, as they still need their own. The ingredients still have to be laid out, applied, put away, etc. We've had years of practice at mass-producing them quickly, so doing a few less sandwiches (okay, "quite a few less sandwiches") wouldn't save much.

Lily looked very pleased with herself, so I carefully tried to turn her off the idea. "Ahh, Lily. There's no need. I always have lunch with Carol, and we make our lunch in the morning together. Making one less lunch wouldn't save much work." Carol had joined us before the introductions had finished, so she was listening. I hoped she wouldn't take my "we make" the wrong way. I was trying to hide from Lily how much Carol does for me, in case Lily eventually got suspicious at just how much that was.

Lily suddenly looked even happier, "NO PROBLEM! I make Carol lunch too! Carol very important to you, so I make two!" Lily was very happy, actually clapping her hands together. It seemed a very Chinese mannerism.

Which left me with a bit of a dilemma. I didn't really want to ask her to make Donna's as well, although judging by how happy she was to make Carol's, it wouldn't be a problem. The main issue was getting the lunch to Donna. If Lily brought our lunches to school, either Donna would have to come up to high school, or someone down to middle school, every morning or lunchtime. That'd be a nuisance.

Mom said, "Why don't you try it for a while, and see how it goes. You might enjoy the change."

It would certainly be a change. At the group lunches I'd noticed that Lily always had something very Chinese, usually eating it out of a plastic container with chopsticks. (Chopsticks hold no fear for me. I used to be embarrassingly useless at them - "Bring me a fork please!" - but since my first merge I've become agile with them, and since my second merge, VERY adept.)

"Okay Lily, we'll take you up on your offer. Lunch for Carol and me at school."

"Very good. I make delicious lunches."

That remained to be seen, but first two ESSENTIAL points needed to be confirmed. "Starting tomorrow, right? That's not too much trouble is it?" It'd be a tragedy if neither of us provided lunch for me tomorrow.

"Yes, yes. Tomorrow. No trouble."

[[It was literally "no trouble" for Lily. I didn't find out until researching this, but Lily never made any of my lunches. The Chengs had a Chinese woman living with them as their housekeeper (housemaid, servant, or whatever the right word is. No doubt they used a Chinese word anyway). That lady did all the routine cooking, including Lily's lunches. Lily told her to make Carol's and mine, and Lily took the credit for it. Had Mom agreed to Lily doing my washing and ironing, Lily would have driven the pile home, got their housekeeper to do it, and then driven it back.]]

The remaining essential issue was, "You know I eat much more than normal people, right? So I need a BIG lunch."

"Yes."

#1: <Umm, I'm not totally reassured by that quick answer. Are we completely sure she understands what we're saying, and that she's going to make enough? We don't want some sort of language confusion to result in our getting a girl-sized lunch.>

"You're going to make me a BIG lunch?" Holding out my hands, to indicate a very big BIG. "Tomorrow, a BIG lunch for me, and an ordinary-sized lunch for Carol, right?"

"Haha. Yes Mark. I understand. I look after you good. I see you eat, so I know."

#1: <Make sure we don't forget to take our billfold tomorrow, in case we need to buy something.>

I suggested, "Shall I give you the combination to my locker, so you can put Carol's and my lunches in there when you arrive, rather than your carrying them around?" We're not really supposed to let anyone else know our locker combinations, but this is IMPORTANT!

"Okay?"

"It's: 1, 4, 1, 5. Can you remember that? It's the first four decimal places of pi."

"I remember. '1, 4, 1, 5.' Is a very good Chinese number."

"Really?"

"Yes. The Heavens favor you." [[Lily was bullshitting as it wasn't even a good Chinese number, let alone a "very good" one. She did it to stroke my ego so I'd feel good around her. How dare she bullshit a member of the opposite sex to get what she wanted! What a scurrilous tactic!]]

Feeling foolishly proud of myself, I mentioned a much less important point, "And remember that I won't be at school on Tuesday, so just Carol's lunch that day."

"Okay. Thank you. What else I do for you?"

#4: <How about getting her to do our English assignments? Oops, on second thought that may not be a good idea, haha.>

"I can't think of anything else right now, thanks. I'll let you know if I think of anything later."

"Wash car and lunch not enough. More please?"

#4: <You've got to admire her attitude, don't you. I can't think of anything, other than on-demand sex of course. That goes without saying, haha.>

#1: <Actually, it's surprising Lily didn't mention it. Remember her enthusiasm at Julia's for including it in her list of services.>

#4: <I do vaguely remember something like that. I presume she's being cautious about mentioning it in front of Mom and Dad, which would make her intelligently discreet. Underage sex is a no-no, after all.>

#2: <Yeah. It's right up there with carrying passengers with a restricted car license. We can let Lily know not to worry about Mom and Dad, to stop her worrying, and to make it easier for her to be unrestrained about sex with us - both being worthwhile goals, perhaps one more than the other.>

I said, "Wash car, lunches, and sex, Lily." Predictably Lily had looked a little surprised at my mentioning sex, so I said, "Mom and Dad know I have heaps of sex, so you don't have to worry about them discovering us."

#4: <Actually, we don't have "heaps" of sex. Maybe half a heap. To have heaps we're going to have to wait until we get the mansion. I REALLY hope Tuesday is successful!>

#1: <I'd hazard a guess that you wouldn't be the only one of us to wish that. Or to put it another way, FUCK YES!>

Lily was happy with that news, "Good. More easy."

Mom said, "Speaking of sex, Julia told me that Mark can call you up any time day or night for sex. You will come rushing over for him. Is that's correct?"

"Yes. Is very important to Chinese."

"And your mother and father are okay with that?"

"Mother, Father VERY happy! Very proud."

It was hard to doubt Lily, as she had a BIG smile on her face and her whole body posture was radiating "PROUD!"

Mom still managed to look doubtful though, asking, "Why are they so proud?" By the look on Mom's face, Mom wanted to ask, "Why on Earth would they be proud of THAT!"

"Mark VERY important man! Serving important man is GREAT honor. More important; more honor. Mark VERY important!"

"Serving, including sex? Your mother and father know that you're intending to have sex with Mark?"

#4: <I hope Mom's not trying to talk Lily out of it. I was thinking about this before, and I'm starting to look forward to having Lily at our beck and call, even for the middle-of-the-night quickies. It would be nice to be able to have sex with a girl whenever we felt any inclination for it at all. We can't do that at the moment. We care about Julia and Carol way too much to wake them in the middle of the night just because we're horny. Ava's too nice too, so there's no way we'd make her drive to us at night. Not to mention we want to let her have as much time with her parents as she wants. Lily's a different story though, especially because she's demanding that we use her so arbitrarily. The other three would agree, but none of them are aggressively eager for it.>

#1: <I can't imagine ANYONE could talk Lily out of it. I don't disagree with your male chauvinist attitude either, although I suggest you don't try discussing it with a feminist. That could get messy!>

Lily answered, "Yes. They very happy. Mother and me to doctor after Mark dinner, to make sure I healthy to serve, and to..." Lily stopped and visibly reconsidered what she'd been about to say, then said, "and to have no disease."

In an insistent tone, Mom demanded, "What were you going to say the first time, Lily? Before you changed your mind."

Lily was braver than me, because she actually thought about whether she should answer Mom or not. Then, judging by her expression, she decided to tell the truth, "And to get pill. Like Julia and Ava."

#2: <I can't think of any reason why Lily would want to hide that, can any of you?>

#1: <I can't think of any reason for almost everything about Lily. It must be highly cultural, because it SURE makes no sense from a normal point of view. I'll tell you one thing though, I'm very glad she didn't make her offer in a few days. If we win on Tuesday - which I pray is better than a 50/50 chance - then Julia is certain to spread the news about my being rich all over school as fast as she can. Then I'd suspect Lily was motivated by money.>

#4: <Yeah, I thought of that too. But remember that she's been very helpful since that lunch the day before we chose Liaisons. That's why she was an automatic choice for Liaison. I'm reasonably sure her current behavior stems from back then. It's just stronger and more proactive now. I also thought about Lily's hearing Julia and me saying that I was vaguely thinking about buying a house one day. But we were deliberately vague about the money and the timeframe, so that can't have put dollar signs in her eyes. Plus, for all she knows, I'm going to be spending years doing advanced degrees at whatever university.>

#2: <And the Andersons SURE aren't wealthy already!>

#1: <Haha. Yeah, there is that as well. She also seemed perfectly happy that our relationship would end in just over a year, which is well before she could possibly think we'd be worth any money. So I'm happy that her motive isn't money. I've got no idea what it is, but it's not money. But, as I said before, I'm still glad her offer came this Sunday, rather than next.>

#4: <I just thought of something: Lily will be another girl for Carol to play with. Carol enjoys her little sex games with Ava - public gropes, and that sort of thing - so we should get Lily to follow Carol's orders too.>

#1: <Would she? We don't know why Lily is following OUR orders, so how do we know she'd follow Carol's?>

#4: <We'd have to check that out. Maybe when Lily is listening, have Carol ask us for a sexual favor involving Lily. We'd order Lily to do it, and see how she reacted. Do that a few times, and if Lily remains as positive as she's been today, we could suggest she takes her sexual orders directly from Carol, rather than through us all the time.>

#2: <That'd work well, I think. Especially if the first few things we got Carol to ask for were only lightly sexy. We could build it up over half a dozen requests.>

#1: <Carol will be pleased!>

#2: <So, back to Lily's apparently trying to hide she was going on the pill, or maybe it was something else at the doctor's. No one's got any idea why?>

#4: <It's certainly not to hide that she's going to be having sex with us. Personally I think saying that she's going to be checked for diseases is more embarrassing than going on the pill. Maybe not in high school, but isn't virtually every older women on the pill? It's hardly a big deal, is it?>

#2: <Yeah. You'd think she'd be happy to let Mom know she was taking precautions.>

Mom said, "Good. I'm glad your mother and you are being responsible. I'm still surprised though. I thought Chinese people were conservative about sex?"

"Yes. But Chinese know good that important men have lots of sex. Is our belief, better than silly America. Is very honorable for girl to serve important man. You talk with Father on Saturday, he will tell you."