Chapter 49

I left Joni cracking the whip over the crew and went down looking for food. Kamakeata and Tolishanea were in the kitchen with beans, potato salad, cornbread, and a green salad in progress.

"I know what must be for lunch but who's doing the cooking?" I asked.

"Julia, one of your new women, said she was an expert and we turned her loose. At least she knows how to start the fire. Your mother and Sherilyn are in the study, hiding in the closet while the driver gets tended too.

"I think Shelly and Shelia are kibitzing Julia with the meat. No doubt they think they know all about meat after tending to yours so often," Tolishanea said, laughing at me.

"Sounds like there might be others around here who need a spanking like Mom got," I said, trying to sound stern.

"Please, oh please, Massa, don't throw us in the briar patch," they both said, in unison.

"Have Shelly and Shelia been giving you lesson on how to say things in unison?"

"No, but we figured we'd get a chance to try it out on you sooner or later, so we have practiced. We have a couple of others ready too," Kamakeata said, smiling and then sticking her tongue out at me.

"Oh good, here you are. Come out and help us cook Jimmy," Shelly said, after poking her head in through the door.

"I can't cook and you know it," I said.

"We know, but Julia said she could do a better job if you'd come out and play with her titties, the slut," Shelly said.

I went out and sure enough, Julia was manning the big grill. She had an apron on but it wasn't Dad's. I was sure it must have been her very own because the writing across the front said, Kiss the cook - On her pussy. It definitely was not Dad's apron. The best bit was the apron was all she was wearing.

I stepped right up behind her, sliding my hands under her apron's top and cupping a titty in each.

"Now, is this better?"

"Yes, much better. How do you like your meat?" she asked.

"Hot and slippery. I'll check and see if it's ready," I said, running a hand down to diddle her pussy for a stroke or two.

She shivered and then said this might not be as good an idea as she'd thought, claiming I might distract her and make her burn something. I teased her a little more and then let her be.

I didn't know who'd done it but there were a lot more tables stretched out on the patio today. I knew it was a good thing because there were a lot more people who'd need to eat with us. Come to think of it, where did the mountain of steaks come from, the one Julia was trying to cook her way through?

I decided it wasn't my department. There were plenty of women around who knew a lot more about handling such matters than I did. Things would work out better if I concerned myself with eating the meals and let someone else get on with the cooking. If they asked me, I'd try to help any way I could, but we'd be better off if I waited until they did.

It was a good decision, and timely too. Julia put a big thick steak on a plate just then and handed it to me. I thanked her and headed for a seat. Kamakeata came out behind me with the other fixins and a minute later Shelly and Shelia came to sit with me, bringing their own steaks.

They didn't even tease me much while I ate, just enough to keep me on my toes they said. I'd thought after lunch would be a good time for more fun in the pool, but when I'd done stuffing myself I wasn't up for it, even though there were plenty of women out here eating by now.

I just excused myself, taking my dirty dishes with me and headed into the kitchen. Two women, I didn't remember their names, were waiting to take the dishes and deal with them. I thanked them by hand and at least I knew they were on my home team and not Jacob's. I guess those details didn't matter much anymore though.

I sat down in the living room, intending to just sit and watch the women go by. The chime went off, so I got up and answered the door.

It was another of the regular drivers. He said he'd just taken six women to the range and he'd been told someone needed to see him in the study. I led him to his fate and didn't even grin.

I wondered for a minute where Jacob was, but I didn't know. His driving lesson should have been over a while ago but I hadn't seen him anywhere. Betty walked by, heading toward the food I'm sure, but I slowed her down asking about Jacob.

"He went to the range to practice a little. I think he intends to stay all day. The first of his bunch of new girls will be heading there with the driver who's getting his pep talk right now," she said, showing me a mean little kid grin of her own.

I let her go to eat and was just sitting around wondering what I should be doing. I didn't get much time to wonder though; Bill called on my cell.

"Jimmy, do you have an hour or so to interview a prospective flight trainer?" he asked.

"I'll make time. What kind of interview is this going to be?"

"Not your normal kind. Jerrilyn has a girlfriend. I hope it won't make any difference," Bill said.

"I'm sure it'll make some, but it might be even better for me. I think Jacob and I might have our boats just about loaded," I said.

"Maybe, maybe not, but you won't need to give Jerrilyn any attention, Gigi takes care of it," Bill said, and I could hear a smirk in his voice.

"Good, I hope they both look like marines."

"They'd have to, they both were marines, but they don't look like the marines you're thinking about. They'll look right at home with the crowd out there. In fact, they'll probably be proud of your pool's no-suit rules. Just try your best not to catch Jerrilyn when you play chase, she might hurt you before she thinks."

"It's just what I need, a broken arm or something worse," I said.

"She isn't militantly anti-male, she just isn't interested. Gigi might be though, I've heard she might give some up every now and then, just don't make Jerrilyn jealous."

"I have plenty on my plate without messing around with a dangerous woman's woman," I said.

"It won't be so bad. Gigi has a sense of humor and Jerrilyn does too. They might tease you a little, but it won't be anything you can't handle. I'm assuming you'd hire both of them and make the salary attractive," Bill said, but I heard the question in his voice.

"Got any idea what they'd expect?" I asked.

"I'm pretty sure it'll take thirty-five thousand a year, each," he said.

"Think they'll bite for two-hundred k each, plus all expenses?"

"I might have been too hasty about Jerrilyn, even she might give you some for so much money," Bill said.

"Her pussy isn't part of the deal and please don't make her think it is."

"I won't, but say, you don't need a mechanic out there do you?" Bill asked, trying to sound like he was joking.

"I thought you'd never ask. I'll have Julian, Marsha, or Francis write you a check as soon as they finish the orientation they're doing on a limo driver. You can get it when you bring Jerrilyn and Gigi here for their interview," I said.