I had two more classes that day. I headed first to Calculus, which was dull and Biology, which was full of gorgeous blondes. Somehow, I managed to focus on the classes, without Maria beside me, though I thought of her constantly. With school done and a long weekend full of great excitement and pleasure just in front of me, I figured I had best get home and rest up for it. On the way home, I decided to stop by the drugstore and pick up a few things. I got a bottle of baby oil, just imagining how Maria would look if I coated her body in it. I think I had something of a fetish for women covered in oil and visions of Maria oiled up flooded my mind. I got some aftershave with a nice fragrance, as I wanted to make Maria as comfortable as possible. I also got a bubble bath, just in case we wanted to get frisky in the bathtub ( which I had dreamt about!).
Then I got home, cleaned up my abode and tried to take a good, long nap, only to toss and turn thinking about my beloved Maria and her nude body. Thursday just dragged on and on. I wanted so much to be with Maria, but then my stomach churned when I thought about her chatting with her friends about me and even the thought of her propositioning them to have sex with me startled me even more. I just wanted Friday morning to arrive and after a restless night, it finally did.
I awoke Friday morning and took a shower, got all cleaned up as best I knew how and put on some nice clothes. I thought if I was going to pick up Maria at her home, there might be a chance that her mom would be there and I would feel terribly empty handed if I didn't have some small gift for her. I thought of buying her a bouquet, but then I reasoned that I could probably make a better one from what I had in the garden. I grew a lot of things, including roses. I had a bright yellow one, another that was deep orange, and a lavender one. All three were very fragrant. I cut the roses, removed the thorns and wrapped them up in a moist paper towel and put them in a clear bag. I tied a red ribbon around them and thought the bouquet was far more fresh and beautiful than anything a store might have.
My dad came down and knocked at my door. I let him in and he said, "oh, that is a nice bouquet son, who is the lucky lady?" I told him I had a girlfriend from college and I was going to see her this afternoon. He asked about her and when I said that she was Vietnamese, a big smile came to his face. He spent two tours in Vietnam with the Army. He told me I almost had a Vietnamese mom! He gave me some sage advice, "treat her like a princess and really pamper her and she will make you happy all your life." I took his advice to heart. I told my parents to have a great trip to the beach and my dad winked at me, clearly knowing that I would be having a great weekend.
With bouquet in hand, I got in the car and headed to Maria's apartment. I had been in the general area before. We called it "Little Saigon" as it was primarily a Vietnamese community. There were a number of beaten down, aging apartment buildings surrounded by many Vietnamese businesses. When I got to her building and got out of the car, an old lady waved at me and complimented the roses. She said that I must be Jim, here to see Maria. I thought that was an odd conversation. I had a lot of women waving and smiling at me as I walked up the stairs. It felt very strange. The doors to the apartments were so old and dilapidated that I couldn't even see the numbers.
I finally found Maria's and knocked at the door. Her mom answered and invited me in. She told me to call her Vivienne. She was dressed in a baggy house dress with slippers. I thought to myself, "she sure doesn't look like the whore that Maria described." She had a beautiful face and certainly did not look 40 years old; she looked more like she was a few years older than Maria. She was about 5' 2" and really looked almost exactly like Maria, right down to the beautiful brown eyes and that same dimpled smile. She was lovely.
I gave her the roses and told her they were from my garden. She smiled and said, "you are a very sweet man, Maria told me how kind you have been to her." She told me that Maria was at the salon and would be back soon. She put the roses in a vase and placed them on her little dining table. The apartment looked to be in terrible condition, but she had decorated it to the best of her abilities. It looked quite comforting and she clearly was a woman with taste. However, to say that she was poor would be a drastic understatement.
I felt a little nervous and I think she knew it. She asked me what I was studying in college and I said I had planned to get into Government work like my dad. She asked if I had a job and I told her that I had made my own little business while in high school. I raked up leaves in the Fall, mowed lawns, shoveled snow, and even did some roof repairs. I had a lot of customers in my sub-division. She was very impressed. I made almost $30,000 in 4 years, which was a sizeable chunk of money for an 18 year old to have. I guess I built my body in the process as well. I was a tall guy, with broad shoulders, brown hair, and bright blue eyes. She seemed to like me and kept smiling at me. She said Maria called me her "Big White Guy." She told me how thankful she was that I was with Maria; she wanted so much for her to have a great life and to always be happy.
She asked if I knew about Maria's past. I didn't know what to say. She told me in very clear language, "you know that Maria fucked 10 of my boyfriends this year, don't you?" I was very, very startled. She said that Maria had been raped by two Vietnamese guys back in June and she was having a lot of issues. I finally collected myself and said that I did not know about that. Again, she said how happy she was that I was with her daughter. Then her smile was gone. She said, "so you are the guy that is fucking my daughter?" I was shocked and my stomach churned. I wanted to just run out of there. Then the smile came back, "don't be shy, Maria and I are like sisters and we talk about everything."
I thought, "oh my God, what had Maria told her?"
She then said, "I heard you had a really big cock. You know, I have never been with a white guy before, only Asian men." I was frozen, staring at her. I almost felt like I was going to pass out. She touched her cheek with her long, red fingernails.
I must have been bright red in the face, because she walked over to the window and opened it. She said, "it is getting hot in here, isn't it?" She looked out the window with her back to me and then said, "have you ever been with an Asian woman before? Have you ever been seduced by a woman older than you?" Then she turned to face me. Her house dress dropped to the floor, revealing her fully naked body in all its glory. The event couldn't have lasted more than 10 seconds, but I felt like I was frozen in time. I slowly viewed her body and it overwhelmed me.
