I hope you enjoy this story. Please provide me feedback. This story includes contact between parent and an adult child that may be offensive to some. While not incest, if any contact offends you, please don't read.
Edited by DRGRIFFIN, with my thanks!
Continuation of my story as I finish reading Max's journal and talk to Emma
Friday morning, I had to work until I completed a deliverable for my old firm. That afternoon I continued reading Max's journal. The day before I had read closely the first quarter of the journal. I thought I really needed to see how it started and how the last few months were before Max died. So I skimmed a decade of details. I thought I at least got a good feel for the types of things Max made Eva do.
As time went by Max got more adventurous. But it also appeared that Eva pushed him into being more adventurous. An example of this is that when they were coming back from the work site, he wrote that he considered having her go into Wendy's to order but decided it was too risky. Later Max wouldn't have hesitated to have her go in nasty with pussy and tits hanging out. I never saw in the journal where Eva refused to do what Max told her to do.
I read the last six months more closely. Coincidentally, Eva started working on her book about this time. She had first published articles for several technical journals both Mathematics and Stock Trade journals, applying Quantitative Mathematics to stock data. She had a couple of smaller, less technical papers published in the Wall Street Journal. Thus, the University of Cincinnati had bestowed on her a Doctorate of Mathematics. Not honorary but an actual degree. They gave her credit for work she had published in one particularly prestigious Mathematics journal as her dissertation. The PhD was issued under her maiden name, Baumann, and this was the name Eva published under. I guessed that the University of Cincinnati wanted to be listed as her school of record. The Baumann Fund had grown to about fifteen high income investors all of which were business acquaintances of Max's.
It seemed that the busier she was with other aspects of her life, her need for sexual adventures diminished. Max had also made an entry that he wasn't recording normal sexual activity between husband and wife. He didn't mention frequency but to say he thought after he started being her M, their sex life outside the sexcapades was in his view normal.
Around four I was ready to talk to Emma. Emma was headed back to college Sunday so I needed a decision for her by Saturday night. I text her that I was ready to talk. I got a text back that she would be over in a few minutes.
We had a pool in our back yard, water fall, gas fired fire pit, and an outdoor living space that is very comfortable.
"I've been here this many times but I'm always impressed with this outdoor space," Emma said as she sat down with a cocktail. I also had a drink. "Really a great design. Your design and Dad's construction was really magical."
"Thanks. I've read Max's journal. Well I read the start and the end and skimmed the middle. I must say Max was extremely detailed. Of course that is why he was so good at construction. Of all the contractors, I worked with he was the most hands-on. So, I'm not surprised."
Emma smiled remembering her Dad, "Dad always talked about the craftsmen with a reverence that most people don't have for the working man."
"It was obvious and they held him in like regard. I didn't have much contact with the workers but when I did, they were very respectful of Max. Did you get the feeling that he documented these, oh let me call them, special events because he wanted to remember them? He seemed to document them all and he didn't have to if he were just trying to let us know about Eva's condition."
"Yes, I got the feeling it was part of loving her. They did love each other, didn't they?"
"Absolutely," I agreed. "No doubt. I think their love for each other increased when they began the sexcapades. I felt he grew into the dominant role. He was naturally a very nice guy but eventually saw this situation as another way to show his love for Eva."
"I got the same feeling."
"You know it appears he had her screw other men but never when he wasn't there. I found nothing to indicate that either of them cheated on the other. If he ever cheated on her, I didn't read it. It also appeared she was devoted to him especially after he became her dominant."
Emma thought, "I agree. They were monogamous except when they were playing their roles." Emma paused, then continued, "I want you to know what happened after I came home for the summer. I think I left off finding all the pills and reading Dad's journal. Right?"
"Yes, that was when you stopped and said I needed to read Max's account."
"So I called the psychiatrist and made an appointment for the next day. He wanted me to come with Eva, bring all the pills and not let her take anything but the Zoloft. I had hidden the pills from Eva. She begged me to start with for the pain pills and tranquilizers. I had to stay up with her almost constantly for a period of time."
"Oh God Emma, I wished you had called me."
"I know. I will explain in a minute why I didn't. Anyway, we went to see the doctor."
At this point I'm going to write this as dialogue between Emma, Eva and the doctor but it was being told to me by Emma.
The doctor said, "I think she is suffering from depression caused by losing Max."
Emma said, "It is more than that. Eva hasn't told you a big part of the puzzle."
Emma related to him a thumbnail of Max's journal with only minimum details for him to understand the depths of the dependency on Max. After Emma finished this monologue he then said, "That changes everything. I'm not qualified to treat a person with that kind of sexual disorder. Here is my official recommendation; First destroy all the pills she had been given except the Zoloft and let me refer her to someone who treats these kinds of sexual disorders."
I interrupted to ask Emma, "He called it a disorder? But don't many people exhibit submissive behavior?"
Emma responded, "Yes he said that but Mom was exhibiting extreme behavior. I had brought all the pills. When he told Mom that he was going to take them Mom went nuts. She yelled that she was in pain and needed her pills. The physiatrist managed to get her to calm down. He said something like you are a smart woman Eva and you know that these pills aren't what you need. Eva said he was right she needed her M. Mom was crying hard when she said that. Mom somehow got herself under control."
Continuing the dialogue with the doctor, he said, "I want to end the session. I've given you my professional opinion. I'm going to stop recording but want to state that I've taken her off all medication but Zoloft and I'm recommending that I end my consultation." He hit the stop record and said, "But I have difference advice as a friend."
Emma said, "I want to hear it. I know you were dad's friend and I want to hear the friend's recommendation."
"Eva is a brilliant woman. I knew her as a somewhat aloof guarded person. She was hard to get to know. But with more information about her history it makes sense. The work she has done on quantitative analysis is well respected. Many times people in the second or above standard deviation have eccentricities. Also, her relationship with a demanding respected father also plays into her condition. What a specialist is likely to do is try drugs and therapy trying to make her normal in his eyes. But you may lose the very essence of Eva. It is these eccentricities that make us unique."
Emma said, "Wait, you mean she could lose her intellect?"
The doctor said, "And more. She may become another person. Just the drugs she has taken have changed her. She isn't working, eating and don't you think she is different? I mean more than mourning Max."
Emma answered, "Yes."
The doctor continued, "And the drugs they try may be worse. As a friend my advice is to do what Eva said. Find her a new M. I think if she could have that she would heal from the loss of Max."
Eva who had been quiet since she calmed down said, "I want a new M. I need a new M. Please Emma help me find a new M. I know who it should be already. Lance, Mister Padmore, offered to help me at the funeral and I was so mean to him. He reminded me I lost Terry as well. Terry was my best friend beside you. Let's ask Lance if he would do this for me."
Emma said, "Mom, I think you need to get a little better before we asked Mister Padmore. Let's at least get you off drugs. I'm afraid that if we ask him now he will just see it as impossible. Doctor can we hire a dominant?"
The doctor answered, "Yes, but in my opinion it has to be someone she already trusts. Eva doesn't trust easily and I think the person must be someone she knows already. Does she trust this Mister Padmore?"
Eva answered, "Yes. We've known him a long time. He is the right one. I trust him!" She got louder as she said this.
Emma asked, "Could I do it? At least enough to get her one step further before we ask Mister Padmore."
