Living The Dream In Mexico Pt 03

The usual disclaimers. Everyone having sex is over 18. No COVID, or STD's occur in my strange, warped but happy little world.

Brian woke from a confusing dream in which he had been chasing a lovely naked girl but couldn't catch her. As he came awake, he understood that he had been chasing Cece the beautiful female police officer. It had been nearly a week since they had enjoyed two great sex filled days. At the end of which she had confessed she was falling for him and therefore she had to stop seeing him.

He groaned then sat up before slowly shuffling into the bathroom to perform his morning routine. Feeling much better but in great need of his coffee he quickly dressed. He got the coffeemaker going then debated about what to have for breakfast. He decided on a tomato, onion and cheese omelet with a fresh avocado on the side. He was just finishing his dishes when he heard a furious pounding on his door.

He knew it had to be Valentina, the homeless girl he couldn't get rid of, she was the only one that could have gotten into his garage. Frowning, he wiped his hands, took a gulp of coffee, then went to see what the girl's problem was. Before he could get to the door the loud pounding resumed.

"Hold on don't break the door down," he called loudly.

Jerking the door open he started to say, "What do you want?" but was met by 90 pounds of seriously pissed off Mexican female.

Sticking her finger under his nose she started spouting volumes of gutter Mexican that he couldn't follow entirely. He thought it was funny, here was this tiny female chewing him out about something and he could not understand her. He smiled, then giggled, then outright laughed at her. Seeing him laughing did nothing to calm her down of course, in fact, it incensed her so much she started kicking at him.

"God damn it," he yelled as a wild kick connected with his knee, "that's enough of that shit."

Reaching out he grabbed an arm then spun her around getting her in a bear hug. "Calm the fuck down right now or I am calling the police."

"Oh yes, big tough man, call your girlfriend and have her arrest me again," she screamed while trying to turn enough to kick him.

"I have no idea what you are trying to say," he told her.

"So, you deny telling your puta to arrest me?"

"She is not a puta, she is not my girlfriend, I have not talked to her for five days," he said.

"Liar, she said you wanted me arrested because I would not sign a paper. What paper, I don't know about a paper," she yelled.

"Ok, I understand now. If I let you go, will you promise to not try to kill me?" he asked her.

She gradually stopped struggling, finally standing still. Brian released her then pushed her away before telling her to turn around. He was wary in case she went back on the attack.

"Ok, start at the beginning and tell me everything," he told her.

She immediately began speaking so fast in such a crude dialect that he had to stop her.

"Calm down, ok?" he said soothingly. "I can't understand you when you talk so fast and wild."

Taking a deep breath she started over, "When I left the house yesterday to go beg for food money your puta and her pimp, Garcia and Vega, stopped me on the street and searched me. They said they found drugs, pills in my pocket. This was a lie, they planted them on me. So, they take me to the police station. After I sit there for four hours, they say no one is around to make the charges and put me in a cell. This morning they came for me and asked me why I didn't sign the dep something. I told them I don't know about it, what is a dep paper? They say to ask you then they let me go."

"Ok, I see. They got ahead of themselves a bit. Do you know what a deposition is?" he asked.

She shook her head no, looking embarrassed because of it.

"No need to be embarrassed," he said soothingly. "It is when you talk to a lawyer and tell them everything that happened. They write that down for you to sign. Then a judge looks at your paper, your deposition, then he looks at the deposition that I will give. Then the judge will decide who is correct. Then he says what must happen, what the law says must happen. You understand?"

"I think so," she said nodding. "Why do they need this dep, dep, paper?"

"Well, if you are honest, you will say I broke into Senor Greg's garage. I had never met him, he did not know I was trespassing. You will say you are not my girlfriend."

"But why would I say these things? If I do, they will make me leave or maybe put me in jail, correct?"

"Yes, those things could happen," he said honestly.

"So why would I say these things?" she asked curiously.

"Because they are the truth. You cannot lie to the judge."

"But I don't want to leave. If I tell the truth I will be made to leave."

"But Valentina, when I make my deposition, when I tell my story, I will have proof from Immigration that I was not here and did not know you were illegally staying in my house. All my neighbors and the security guards will say that they never saw you before one month ago. My story is the truth, yours would be a lie. The judge will see it right away," he said gently.

"So, you would make me leave just like that?" she asked him.

"Vale, this is not your home, I don't want you here," he said softly.

"But I could stay here to cook and clean for you," she said desperately.

"I don't need a cook and I have a person who comes once a week, tomorrow in fact, that does a very good job at cleaning," he explained.

"I can do those things too," she said.

"Vale, you live on the street, how could you know about cooking or cleaning?" he asked.

"I could learn," she pleaded.

"Why don't you stick to something you are good at, huh?"

"What do you think I am good at?" she asked puzzled.

"I am sure there are a lot of men who want to have sex with an underage looking girl. Keep doing that," he said.

"What are you trying to say, that I am a prostitute? How can you even think that after I climbed the tree to see how to have sex?" she said sounding hurt.

"Are you trying to tell me you are the world's only virgin hooker?" he scoffed.

"Of course I am a virgin," she said angrily. "Do you think just because I am poor and live on the street that I sell my body?"

"Yes, I did think that, I apologize," he said contritely. "It was an assumption, a generalization, that I should not have made."

She glared at him, still furious until she saw he was being sincere.

"You use a lot of big words that I don't understand," she said crossly. "I do not even touch myself because someone might see, I would be embarrassed," she told him.

"That may be true, but I would bet money that you masturbated, touched yourself, after watching the policewoman and I having sex," he said.

"Well, I did do that yes. You were exciting to watch, it made me tingle, you know, down there," she said sheepishly.

"So why are you suddenly so interested in learning about having sex?" he asked.

"Well," she said hesitantly, "I am almost twenty and still a virgin. I am thinking I should find a man and get married, start having babies."

"I can't fault you for that I suppose," Brian agreed. "You need to take care of yourself, your health before you think about having a kid."

"Why, what is wrong with my health, I am very fit," she declared.

"No, you aren't. Why are your legs bowed out? Why is your hair not black?" he asked her.

"I don't know what makes my legs bend out, most people I know do the same. I think my hair is not so black because I cannot always wash it."

"No, your legs are bent because you have a condition called rickets. It is caused by not getting enough vitamin D in your diet. Your red hair is probably because of anemia. That means there is not enough iron in your blood. They can both be cured easily with vitamins," he explained.

"You mean I can have bones that will be straight and not hurt always?" she asked.

"Yes and taking iron pills will build up your blood and make you feel better all over. You won't be so tired all the time," he confirmed.

"Only by taking some vitamins I will look and feel better?" she asked.

"Yeah sure, it's a simple thing," he told her.

Frowning she said, "Yes but I am sure they are very expensive, I have no money."

"I am sure if you went to IMSS they would give you the pills. I know you are enrolled, I saw your health card," he told her.

"I don't like to go there. When you can't make an appointment on the computer you have to sit there for many hours. If you are homeless like me, they don't like to help you," she said.

"They are not so expensive, maybe I can see about getting some pills for you," he told her. He had the thought that he could use the vitamins to get her to sign the deposition and was ashamed of himself. You don't use a person's health to blackmail them.

"I have no way to repay you," she said simply.

"It's ok, I would like to see you in better health."

"Will the vitamins make me grow taller also?" she asked curiously.

"No, I'm afraid it might be too late to do anything about that. But some people don't stop growing until they are twenty or so. You would have to eat a lot of healthy food to grow taller, also to gain some weight," he told the girl.

"Well, I will always be a midget that people laugh at then," she said sadly.

"Why don't you get a job so you can buy more food?"

"I am tiny, I have no education, I don't hardly read, I don't speak like a normal person, so no one gives me a chance," she explained.

"Yeah, those things are a drawback everywhere," he said sympathetically.

Then he impulsively asked, "Would you like to have some breakfast?"

"Why are you being nice, I don't want to sign the dep paper," she said defiantly.

"You want something to eat or not?" he asked.

"Yes well, it would depend on what you have I suppose," she said airily.

"You like eggs and sausage?"

"Well, yes everyone likes that."

He stepped aside to let her enter the house before leading her to the dining room. He pointed to a chair then asked her if she wanted a cup of coffee.

"No senor, it makes my stomach hurt. Maybe some water please."

"How about milk?" he asked, taking the carton from the fridge.

"Oh," she said excitedly, "fresh cold milk. Yes please."

He poured her a glass setting it on the pass thru counter while he started frying a couple of eggs. She came to the counter then watched him cooking as she drank the milk. He reheated some chorizo then made toast before putting everything on a plate. He handed her the plate and a fork then pointed to the table.

By the time he had refilled his mug and added French vanilla creamer, the girl was standing at the counter with an empty plate but still chewing the last bite of sausage.

He was amazed that it had all disappeared so quickly. He was going to offer her more but then remembered what happens when you give a starving person too much food at once. Instead, he took her glass, pouring her more milk.

When she was finished, she thanked him and made her way to the door. He followed, intending to lock up after she exited.

At the door she turned and with tears in her eyes said, "Thank you, it has been a very long time since I had such a huge, delicious meal. I will sign the dep paper, you are a good person, I don't want to make trouble for you."

"I will make an appointment for you to talk to my lawyer. I will take you to him, I can give my deposition at the same time. Thank you, Valentina. Oh, I will tell the officers that we have settled our differences, they won't bother you again."

She nodded but did not trust her voice enough to reply. Sitting on her blankets she enjoyed the feeling of having a full stomach. She laid down thinking about how wonderful it would be to eat an egg and a sausage every day.

Inside the house Brian cleaned up for the second time this morning. He looked through his fridge and pantry making a grocery list on his telephone. Checking the time he saw that it was late enough for his lawyer to be in his office. He was wrong about that and had to leave a message for him to call about making depositions.

When he got to the grocery store, he remembered he had better call Cece or better yet Corporal Vega to thank them for their help with Valentina.

Vega said that they had been very happy to help. They were both glad things had turned out so well. Brian thanked him again before quickly hanging up. He thought he had handled what might have been an awkward situation well. His phone rang and looking at the caller ID he realized that it had not gone quite as well as he had hoped.

"Good morning Officer Garcia," he said cheerfully.

"Good morning yourself, did you call Vega to avoid having to speak to me?" she asked.

"Why no, whatever would give you that idea?' he asked innocently.

"Well, if you are not avoiding me, how about telling me how our little chat with the squatter changed her mind," Cece demanded.

"Well, it's kind of a long story but-."

"Hang on a minute Brian, Vega is parking the truck, give me a second to get to a quiet place," she said. "Ok, I am alone now. You say it is a long story, how about I come over to your house tonight and you can tell me about it while you plunder my ass."

After hesitating for a few seconds Brian said, "Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"Don't you want to fuck my ass?" she asked sounding hurt.

"Of course I want to fuck your ass, but I thought you didn't want to see me anymore."

"I said I didn't want to get my heart broken. Getting my ass broken is something different," she giggled.

"So, you just want me to fuck your ass as hard and as deep as I can, then fill you with cum, is that it?" he asked.

Soberly she said, "Yes, that is truly it. We don't even have to talk, please don't even fix any food. I just want to enjoy some great anal sex. Is that too much to ask for?"

"Cece, I can't just fuck your ass without caring about you a little, I'm not built that way," he explained.

"Ok, how about you fuck me while saying nice things. I will just smile before taking my cum filled ass home without a word, that will keep me from getting involved," she begged.

"Alright then, wear a skirt with no underwear so you can bend over the kitchen counter. I can service you with no delays, I can cum in you then have you out of the house in ten minutes. You can tell the taxi to wait," Brian said bitterly.

"Oh Brian," she said tiredly, "can I come over so we can have some casual anal fun, please?"

"Ok, I have nothing against a friendly little buttfuck. See you at eight?" he asked.

With a giggle she said, "Yes, I will see you at eight. I will grease my ass up before I get there, we don't want to be too friendly."

Brian shook his head thinking for the ten thousandth time that he would never, ever understand women. After finishing his shopping, he went to the pharmacy and asked the attendant for the things he needed.

Valentina was not in the garage when he got home so he carried his things inside then sorted out the things he had picked up for her. He was just putting together a sandwich for lunch when he heard her rattle the garage door as she slipped between the bars.

He stepped into the garage saying, "Do you have a minute, Vale?"

"Yes, I was just going to eat," she said holding up a small bag that could not have more than two small tacos in it.

"Come inside, I have some things for you. You can eat those later," he said stepping aside for her.

He led her into the kitchen to show her the vitamins he had bought and to explain how and when to take them. She wasn't paying much attention to him, then he realized all her focus was on the large sandwich sitting on the counter.

He pointed to the dining room table saying, "Why don't you sit down with that torta while I get you a glass of milk."

She nodded gratefully then carefully carried the plate to the table. He filled a glass with milk then grabbed a bag of Tostito chips for her. By the time he had made a sandwich for himself she had finished hers and was sitting quietly with her hands lying flat on the table. He noticed that they were far from clean before sitting down to eat.

When he finished, he carried all the dishes into the kitchen then returned with the vitamins. He explained that she needed to take two of the red iron pills in the morning and two at night for two weeks then only one in the morning and one at night. The vitamin D pills were the same but in one week she would reduce the number of pills. Then he showed her a bottle of multivitamins that she was to take once a day. It seemed very simple to him but the look on her face clearly showed she was overwhelmed.

"How about this," he said gently, "I will keep track of things and every morning then every night I will give you the correct pills, ok?"

She nodded saying, "That would be very kind of you, thank you, thank you also for the food."

"Ok, I have to clean this mess up then go out again," he told her.

She jumped to her feet saying, "Please let me do it."

Thinking to himself that the dishes were all plastic so she couldn't break anything, he nodded and smiled.

She used too much soap and took forever but she finally gave the countertop one last swipe before triumphantly spreading the dishrag to dry. Smiling, he pointed to the door then followed her out. He went to the shopping mall then began searching for things he had never purchased before in his life. A very attractive sales lady about his age finally took pity on him. It took a while, but they eventually had the counter stacked two feet high.

When he pulled into his garage, he noticed Vale was sleeping in her corner. He carried everything inside and arranged it all on one of the beds in the downstairs guest room. He went to his front door then called Valentina's name. When she sat up he told her he needed her to do something. When she came to him, he took her head in his hands looking carefully at her hair. He found the expected lice, so he explained to her that they were going to get rid of them.

"But Senor Greg, they will just come back, they are everywhere," she said.

"Yes, and if you keep coming into my house, I will soon have them also. I don't want that, so we will start with you. Have you ever used something to get rid of lice?" he asked.

"Yes, when I was younger. You wash your hair with special shampoo then use a very small comb to get rid of the eggs."

"Ok then, I want you to go in the shower and wash not only the hair on your head but on your crotch also. Here is a plastic bag to put your clothes in, I'm sure they have lice also. When you are finished wrap a towel around yourself then come out. I will have a surprise for you," he told her.

"What kind of a surprise?" she said suspiciously.

"A good surprise," he said smiling, "now get moving."

When he heard the shower start, he went to the garage. His intention was to throw all her bedding and clothes in the washer with some special soap. As he carefully picked up the bedding, he realized it was just rags. There was really nothing to salvage, it would probably fall apart in the washer. He got a large trash bag then put everything inside, including some rags that had once been clothing, then tied the top closed. He set the bag outside the garage, any lice that fell out of the bedding would soon die.

He went in the house and knocked on the bathroom door, "Everything ok in there?"

"No, I need your help," she said sounding frustrated.

"You want me to come in?" he asked.

"Yes, you can come in," she confirmed.

He opened the door and found her sitting naked on the toilet. He stopped then started to back out the door.

"I am embarrassed enough for both of us. This is nothing for you, you have seen a lot of naked women," she said trying not to blush. "Come in, I can't reach all my hair, if I don't get all the lice it won't help," she said handing him the comb.