Chapter 16: Baby Daddy

“The Cubans have become ill-disposed toward their MS13 partners,” Sam said.

“Oh?” I replied, “Didn’t have anything to do with a certain Canadian hacker, did it?”

“Hey ... how’d you know?”

“Oh please, eh,” I said with an extra accent, “Doncha know you sound like a total hoser when you talk, eh.”

“Well, go soak your head in it, eh!” she replied.

“So how did you sow hate and discontent amongst the ranks?”

“One of their hackers got caught embezzling funds from the high-up muckety mucks. Now there is a bit of a trust issue. MS13 carved their boy up, trying to find the money, but it seems to have vanished into several GCAs.”

“GCA?”

“Grand Cayman Accounts, super-secret, and no extradition,” she explained, “you wanna take a Caribbean vacay with me? I promise you a real good time.” She sounded very sultry.

“Tempting,” I answered, “just how much money are we talking about here?”

“One hundred eighteen million pesos, give or take.”

“Sam...”

“$6.5 million, US.”

I whistled, “Damn I hope you covered your tracks well.”

“Please...” she scoffed.

“So, what is the status of whatever is left over down there?”

“I sent a gold mine of information to the task force anonymously,” she replied, “and it has already led to a major sting that is making a lot of people in high places uncomfortable. But I think that the remaining baddies are all looking out for themselves at the moment and are less interested in minor acts of vengeance.”

That was good to hear at least. I told her about Trinity’s encounter with the Jamaicans on campus.

“Probably X or Molly,” she replied, “with a little prostitution on the side. Supposedly there is a new designer drug working its way north called Sextacy. It’s a combination of X and sildenafil and is especially popular with the ladies. Not an ideal drug if you are predisposed to congestive heart failure though.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” I replied dryly.

“How’s the new pad?” she asked.

“It’s better than I expected,” I was sitting in the sparse main room as we chatted. “Just need to get it furnished more comfortably. My bedroom is adequate for the moment, but I still need to set up the two spares and the living and dining rooms. Haven’t had much chance lately.”

“Is Trinity staying in the smaller crib?”

“For now,” I said, “Once she begins full-time coursework, I suspect she will want to move closer to the college.”

We caught up on all our small talk and then I had to call Kevin to make sure Rachel made it home okay. He sounded more like his old self and I felt better knowing he was recuperating.

I was sitting at my makeshift dining table surfing the web for furniture, while Travis enjoyed his new fluffy raised bed which was parked next to the glass fireplace. I had it burning in gas mode for the moment to knock the chill out of the place and he was comatose in front of the blue flames. My phone alerted me to a perimeter alert and the pop-up window showed the beat-up green Honda Civic making its way down the ravine. I closed the window and continued scrolling through different room décor ideas.

The knock on my door caught me off guard and elicited a bark from Travis before he figured it just wasn’t worth the effort to guard me from murderers. I got up and went to the door to find Jenny and Suzy standing on my narrow steps. Both were decked out in their bikini bottoms with halter tops.

“Welcome ladies,” I greeted them politely, “won’t you come in?”

“Hi, Carter!” Jenny said cheerfully and hugged me tightly, “So this is your new party palace?” Neither carried a bag with them as they entered and removed their flip-flops. Travis found the energy to roll over and regard them absently. Suzy went to him and knelt to pat his head and give him a worthy scratch. I watched her bikini bottom split the crack of her incredible ass as she squatted.

Jenny went about checking out the rooms, admiring the huge tub in the master bathroom and bouncing on my brand-new California King.

“Do you have everything picked out that you want to furnish this place with?” Suzy asked shyly. I was surprised because that may have been the first time, she had initiated a conversation with me.

“Uh, no not really,” I admitted, “I’m afraid I don’t have much knack for this sort of thing. I was going to go pick up a table and chairs for the kitchen this evening after I grab Trin from school.”

“If you would like some help, I am an interior decorator/designer,” she said straightening up and turning to face the main room.

Damn, she was handy and beautiful! “You do this sort of thing for a living?”

She nodded. “Sure do, I could gather ideas that fit your general design motif, like rugged bachelor or outdoorsman, hunting/fishing, desert native, etc. When you decide on a design, I can order it all and set it up.”

Wow! Sign me up. “Yes please!”

She was suddenly quite comfortable in her element.

Jenny sauntered out of the bedroom, overhearing our exchange. “Suzy-Q will do right by you Carter; she has amazing taste and an eye for the little things that will make this place beautiful.”

“I’m sorry, I just assumed that you were both hair stylists,” I admitted.

“Oh, hell no!” the younger pixie quipped, “I wouldn’t let her anywhere near a pair of scissors!” She got a poke in the ribs for that.

“So, were you heading out to the pool?” I asked when it became awkwardly quiet. I watched as Suzy’s face became drawn while Jenny seemed to become driven.

“Well yes,” she started hesitantly, “but there is another reason for our visit.”

Suzy became very uncomfortable suddenly and I was afraid she might turn and bolt.

“Okay, this is going to be awkward, I can tell,” I stated, remembering an earlier conversation with Trinity, “why don’t we all sit down and just put it out there.”

Jenny grabbed her lover’s shaking hand and led her back into the master bedroom. ‘Okay, this was getting weird’, I thought as I followed. Jenny sat her on the foot of my bed and held her face so that she could look her in the eye.

“It’s going to be alright, I promise,” she said and then kissed her on the lips, before turning to me with a sober gaze. “Suzy is my everything, Carter. She means more to me than anything under the sky above us.”

This seemed like a great time to remain quiet, so I did so.

“We have been in love since I was fourteen and she was twenty.” She held the older woman tightly and kissed her cheek lovingly, “We plan to get married this Fall.”

“Congratulations,” I said sincerely, suspecting that the point was coming soon.

“Suzy wants...” she paused, “‘we’ want to ... a baby.” I felt the tell in the air even before she said it, “And we want you to be the father.” dunh Dunh DUNH!

“You want my sperm,” I clarified.

Suzy was pale and clung to her desperately.

“She has never been with a man Carter,” Jenny said softly, “but we want you to impregnate her.”

Oh Fuck! This just got super weird. I looked at Suzy sympathetically but she wouldn’t meet my gaze. “You are a virgin?”

Jenny almost laughed aloud, “Oh God no! I’ve worn her pussy out for years with my strap-on.” That cost her a sharp hiss and another poke. “But we want you to do the deed and get her done.”

There was a ... um ‘pregnant’ pause as they waited for my reaction. I looked over at the older woman and felt myself getting hard just at the thought of taking her sexually. I cleared my throat and swallowed. “Okay then,” I stammered, “this is really what you two want,” I turned to face Suzy and still found her unwilling to meet my gaze.

“Suzy,” I said softly. She hesitantly glanced up at me and then looked back at her hands. “What I really need is to hear it from you,” I put it out there and waited while Jenny rubbed her back reassuringly.

“C’mon babes,” she whispered next to her, “we’ve talked this to death over and over.”

“I know,” she whispered back. I was startled to see tears in the older woman’s eyes.

“Hey,” I said with concern, “why are you...”

“I’m fucking scared!” she burst out angrily, lurching to her feet and turning away, “Okay?”

Whoa! I looked over to Jenny with wide eyes and she pursed her lips tightly. Neither of us got up to try and console her as she began pacing about the bedroom.

“Yes! I want a baby!” she cried out waving her hands, “and yes you’re the...” she stopped and glanced at me with guilt in her expression, “You are about the most incredible option on the entire fucking planet for a baby daddy...” She walked into the bathroom to blow her nose and wipe her eyes. “I’m just afraid, alright! Can I be afraid?” she said accusingly and I finally got to my feet.

“I understand...” I started as I slowly walked over to her.

“No!” she sniffed back at me with a shake of her head, “No, you don’t understand.”

“Are you afraid that I will hurt you?” I asked softly as I reached out to touch her shoulder. She jumped but didn’t pull away.

“I ... I know you will,” she replied looking down again.

I grabbed both of her shoulders and slowly pulled her to me. She resisted feebly but then let herself sink against my chest. I felt her large breasts squishing into me and her body heat sent lustful impulses straight to my crotch. “I won’t hurt you,” I said firmly, “I may not be able to promise much, but I can promise you that. I will never, ever hurt you.”

I felt her tremble against me and sensed Jenny padding up from behind, to join in the hug.

“Look,” I said after an uncomfortable pause, “we have all the time in the world to work this out. Okay? Nothing has to be done or decided today.”

I was struck by the continued silence from them both and pulled away to find them both looking awkwardly at the floor. “Um ... what?”