One

Jack Hale lay in bed with Nohk, gently fondling and caressing his young girl's small, dark, perfectly-shaped young nipples occasionally tapping her small, moist, prepubescent clitoris with the tip of his middle finger -lost in thought and recollection.

It seemed so long ago he reflected - before he lived as a resident in Thailand - and so much had happened since. 'Was it possible?' he whispered to himself as he looked down at the nine year old sleeping next to him.

His mind went back nearly ten years.

In late 1989 he and a guy called Chuck Walston, who lived in Chiang Mai at the time, set out on a motorcycle tour from the northern city down south to Koh Samui. The first night they reached Phitsanulok - an easy first hop from Chiang Mai. They stayed in a large hotel at the centre of the city, but, deciding that its restaurants were not that appealing, decided to dine at one of the restaurants on the river nearby. In just about every Thai city there are restaurants on the riverbank, and there always seems to be one called "The Riverside." The namesake restaurant in Chiang Mai is excellent. So, Chuck and Jack decided to give its Phitsanulok counterpart a try.

The Thai food at the restaurant wasn't as good as in Chiang Mai, but was passable enough. The steamed seabass was quite good, as he recalled. During the meal, the waitress serving them paid them particular attention, especially to Jack. She asked lots of questions and chatted away with them. Although Jack's command of Thai language, even back them, was reasonably good, the waitress seemed keen to speak in English. She wanted to practice her skills, she told them. She was a student at the local University, and worked at the restaurant in the evenings. Jack asked her what her name was. 'Reung,' she replied.

Jack still remembered how beautiful she was. About eighteen years old, Reung was tall, elegant, graceful, and alluringly charming: a definitive exotic asian beauty. Jack wondered why did wasn't a model or an airline hostess. She told him she was studying to be a teacher. A small scholarship helped pay for her studies. But, since her family were not well off, she worked nights in the restaurant for extra needed money.

As they talked, Jack and Rueng became more and more absorbed in each other. Chuck noticed it, and seeing that Jack was doing a number on her, threw in a reference to Jack being 'a nice guy and rich too.' Jack shot him an icy stare. Chuck tended to be a bit of a wise-ass. He needed to be told to back-off from time to time. Reung was a respectable hardworking young Thai women, as far as Jack could see; he wanted her treated as such.

As they were leaving, Reung asked Jack the two magic questions experienced westerners wait to hear from prospective lays in Thailand: 'where are you staying?,' and 'how many days you stay here?' Jack told her the name of the hotel, including his room number, and said they were here for 'a few days.' Chuck cut him a 'huh?' glance, (they were planning to leave the next day).

Jack gave him a 'cool it' glance in return. As they were leaving and saying their farewells, Jack, quite deliberately, mentioned 'going back to our hotel to have coffee and cake in the hotel coffee-shop.' He smiled warmly at Reung as they departed. She returned the compliment, and nodded very slightly.

About an hour later, Jack was sitting in the hotel coffee-shop, alone, drinking hot tea. Chuck had already retired to his room.

Just after midnight Jack saw Reung walk, somewhat nervously, into the hotel. Elated, he stood up and gestured to her to join him. She was still nervous when she sat down, but took her by the hand to calm and reassure her. They chatted for a while, but there was little pretense between them; they wanted each other, badly; the attraction was very strong and mutual.

Reung followed Jack to his room. Once inside they started to kiss each other with great passion and affection. Reung aroused Jack in a way few other girls had ever done. It was exhilarating being with her. She made him sit on the end of the bed while she slowly undressed in front on him. This in itself was unusual. Thai women tend to be very self-conscious about their nakedness, often undressing in the bathroom, or wearing a towel until in bed with their partners. Not Reung. She seemed very relaxed about her nakedness. He assumed that she was, despite her age, very sexually experienced.

The sight of Reung's naked body took Jack's breath away. She was exquisite; beautifully proportioned, a fine thin line of public hair, small perfectly shaped breasts, with long and very sensuous nipples, firm and inviting. He couldn't resist drawing her toward him and taking her lovely hard nipple in his mouth.

Jack felt a wave of infantile pleasure in suckling at her breast. It felt so "right", somehow, as if her nipple had been for him and him alone. These sensations were inexplicable to him. But he just lost himself in the gentle sucking.

Reung calmly beckoned Jack to stand before her. Slowly, she undressed him. He had a sense of being 'take of;' Asian women seem to have particular propensity for this gentle kind of initiative prior to love making. Jack always felt it was a part of their mystique - not easily replicated by western women.

Finally naked before her, she glazed at Jack's large already erect penis with admiration. She stroked it gently, lovingly, and a flinch of pleasure went through him.

Washing and exploring each other in the shower, the passion between them was inexorable. Jack was unable to prevent his rock hard penis from slipping into her tight but eager young vagina. She was usually tight, but he attributed this to her youth: she still, really, a teenager. Reung winced as Jack entered her, and, they joined together in the shower

'No, please, condom, Jack, please,' she said, moaning to him as he pressed himself into her, from a standing position. He allayed her fears. He just had to enter her, he told her, but he would take every precaution.

Then, as he embraced her, he looked down. Blood tricked down her thighs from her sex. The running water washed it away.

Jack was taken aback; Reung had been a virgin, and, in his hurry and urgency, he'd thrust into her opening, searing her tissues, with little thought or delicacy. 'Oh Reung,' he remembered saying to her, 'I didn't think...I'm sorry..' But she assuaged him, saying 'It's OK, I wanted it to be you.'

Having opened her sexually, Jack filled Reung repeated with long, slow, caring penetrations. The thrusting of their wet bodies became greater and greater. She returned his up-ward motions with equal vigor, pressing her sex down on him. He was single-mindedly determined not to inseminate her, out of respect for her wishes.

Reung groans grew louder. Her breathing became faster and more labored. He felt her vagina twitch around his organ before she leaned back, her eyes closed, moaning continuously. 'She's gonna cum,' he thought to herself. His up-ward thrusts grew more intense, more urgent. He pressed her against the shower wall, pressing down slightly against her clitoral area, as best he could from a standing position. It was just the extra stimulation she needed, and moments later, Reung squealed and shuddered, and she kissed him deeply as she climaxed, muffling her cries against his mouth.

With the last wave of orgasm, Reung fell to her knees in front of him. Placing her arms around his waist, she pressed her face against his still swollen organ. It was almost a worshipping gesture; and it was not lost on him. With the shower still running over them, she looked up at him. Jack still recalled, indeed, he would never forget, Reung's sensuous, aware and knowing eyes, as he looked down at this beautiful Asian girl.

Reung grasped Jack's prick gently with both hands and slowly took the totality of it in her mouth. In slow and deliberate motions she sucked on him, opening and closing her eyes from time to time.

Jack could feel the tip of his penis pressing into the back of her throat. Reung's mouth and tongue work were so exquisitely sensual and delicate, and his need so great, it just took a few moments before consciousness briefly left him, and he was consumed by the sensation of deep powerful spurts of his male fluid erupting inside her lovely young mouth. Looking up at him, Reung smiled and then, after allowing her taste buds to fully measure the flavor of his semen, swallowed slowly and deliberately. Her first taste of male potency, he recalled thinking, and it agreed with her well.

Jack and Reung made love throughout the night. It was frenzied but affectionate. Her ardor met his and even exceeded it. Every time she felt him harden, she would impale herself upon him.

And she adored being eaten out. Jack obliged her this pleasure frequently, returning often to perform cunnilinctus on her as fully, deeply and pleasurably than he had with any woman. She weeped so much secretion, he remembered vividly, he literally drank as he sucked her labia folds. The flavor was uniquely hers, and addictively good.

At first, Jack was surprised that such a sensual girl had remained a virgin until she him. But, later, it started to make sense. A girl such as this, from a relatively poor village, on the outskirts of a medium size city in rural area of Thailand, would clearly have to constrain her sexuality to fit in with acceptable moral standards and mores.

Reung also obliged Jack in all ways, even, to his surprise, taking it fully up her rectum. He'd never anally penetrated a girl as completely as he did Reung. And he hadn't since, it occurred to him. She allowed him the full extent of her passage, and took delight in using her rectum muscles to squeeze his cock while he fully availed himself of her most private opening. She was the most anal receptive lover he'd ever had, giving of herself in that way fully, allowing the most intimate sexual communion Jack had even experienced.

Though she insisted on a condom during pussy sex, and Jack was more than happy to concur to prevent pregnancy, she loved feeling him shoot his sticky hot load into her ass. Sometimes her spurted into her deeply, sometimes just a short way into her anal canal. She savored the sensation of his ejaculate dribbling from her anus and down her thighs, she told him. And he relished watching it trickle out of her.

Sometimes he would finger-fuck her butt hole just after coming in there, using his semen as a lubricant. Then she would butt finger-fuck her self; pausing occasionally to sniff her own finger. She loved the combined scent of her ass-hole and his cum, she told him. Jack was staggered at how uninhibited Reung was. She wanted to experience every sexual sensation there was - to the full.

The next morning Chuck agreed to go on alone to the city of Kohn Kaen, several hours away, where a friend of his lived. It was agreed that Jack would join him several days later. Chuck wasn't happy about it, suggesting to Jack that he was 'pussy struck.' Chuck reminded him that there'd be pussy opportunities aplenty along the way; why stop just for this one? Jack laughed. Chuck wasn't a close friend; Jack didn't feel the need to explain his feelings in any depth to his travelling companion.

But, beneath it all, he knew he was walking on thin ice. He didn't live in Thailand at that time. He had a home and business back in the US. Nor was he looking for a wife, or any serious involvement. Jack humped as many girls has he possibly could, and the younger the better. But, he just couldn't leave Reung after one night. So, he stayed with her that day and again late in the evening, and again the next day.

They fucked like proverbial rabbits; he never tired of ejaculating in and on and over her young firm eager body. She in turn relished bringing his to orgasm as often as possible, taking joy at the taste of his sticky fluid and the sensation of it entering her body.

And as they humped and loved each other, Jack, despite himself, moved closer and closer to a commitment with her. He would come back in three months; they would get an apartment in Bangkok and live there. She would continue her studies in Bangkok; and, best of all, as far as Jack was concerned, they would build a unique lifestyle together. Unusually for an Asian girl, Reung showed no signs of possessiveness and jealousy. Jack joked about humping with other girls. She picked it up. Clearly the thought appealed. He even joked about 'taking' young girls.

Again she seemed excited by the prospect. They talked more about it.

Reung, Jack came to realize in those brief few days, was his sensual 'soul-mate.' He'd been searching for Reung, without really knowing it, for most of his adult life. A partner who would enrich his sexuality by participating in it, rather than try to possess or constrain him. In Bangkok, Jack told her, the opportunities for fucking were endless, and together, they would build a unique relationship and lifestyle, that only true sensualists could understand and appreciate.

Finally, after two more days and nights, Jack told Reung he simply had to leave and meet up with Chuck in Kohn Kaen. Their last night together was very intense. Not just the sex, which at times was gruelling but wonderful, but also emotionally as well. He would comeback, he told her, in about three months.

Then they'd plan their move to Bangkok.

He remembered giving her some money - as much as he could spare from what he had on him. Reung looked slightly sullen. He embraced her. 'This is not for the sex, Reung,' he reassured her. 'It's a token of how I feel about you. I'll send some more from the States, and when I get back I'll take care of you.'

Reung gave him a sad smile. She probably tried very hard to believe him; but, she must have known, Thai girls hear these kinds of "promises" all the time from passing western lovers.

Their final communion that the morning before he left, was frantic and frenzied. It was a gruelling, urgent, almost brutal screwing session. They both cried out together in climax.

They drifted off to sleep. When Jack awoke, he saw that the condom he'd worn was no longer on his penis. It could not be found. He pressed his fingers gingerly into her wet vagina.

Feeling the condom still inside her, he gently extracted it from her body. It was empty. The semen must have seeped into her. He woke her gently. He explained what had happened, and she looked alarmed. She went to the bathroom to douche. It would be OK, he told her. Still, she seemed concerned.

An hour later he was packed an ready to leave. It was a sad parting. Most are between lovers. The last thing he said to her was 'I'll be back in three months. I'll write you every week.' She was still waiving as his motorcycle turned the corner.

After that, nothing went as planned. In Bangkok, on the day he left for America, he left his notebook in the hotel room, with all Reung's address details, and even her name in Thai. He faxed the hotel from the US, but it was to no avail. The cleaning staff, they faxed back, had thrown it out. In the States, his business and financial dealings forced him to constantly postpone his return to Thailand. He'd hoped she'd write to him first. Then he'd have her address. She never did.

In all likelihood she waited for a first letter from him; it would be taken as a sign of good faith. How was she to know he'd lost all her particulars and didn't know to reach her.

He sent a letter care of the Riverside Restaurant in Phitsanulok. He received no reply. He even wrote to Chuck in Chiang Mai, asking him to help. But Chuck, being an uncaring and selfish bastard, in Jack's opinion, did nothing. All Jack could do was wait until he returned to Thailand. In the event, however, that was almost a year later. He went to find her. The restaurant knew something, but would tell him nothing. He stayed for several days searching for her. He never found her.

He never heard from her. In time, he came to believe that another farang had come along and whisked her off somewhere.

He'd always hoped life had been good to her.

***

That was almost ten years ago. It seemed so unlikely that young Nohk lying in the bed next to him was Reung's daughter.

The chances seemed remote. And yet, so many things seemed to fit. As Jack ruminated over all this, he looked down toward the sleeping Nohk. Around her neck she wore a cheap gold plated locket. He'd noticed it before, but hadn't paid it any mind.

Gently, without waking her, he opened it.

Inside was a small photograph of a Thai woman. He recognized her face immediately: it was Reung, a little older, but unmistakably her. Jack stared at the image of a woman he'd known only a few days, long ago, but had loved more fully than any other. Now he knew the truth: she had raised a daughter his daughter - by herself; no doubt her life had been altered completely by it; and she had died young and tragically. The image haunted him. He felt responsible, chastened. None of it had been intended, but had it not been for him....

Jack released the locket. Pensively, he rested his head in his hand. He needed time to think.

Next to him, in bed, Nohk slept peacefully. Perhaps now, he thought, he would feel differently about the child. Jack felt no qualms about having sexual relations with youngsters. He believed it was a natural part of human sexuality, suppressed because of fear, ignorance and superstition. But now he had reason to believe this nine year old was his daughter. His enjoyment of and with her would be incestuous. How did he feel about that?

Jack studied the pre-teenager intently. How beautiful she looked; her mouth parted just a little while sleeping. 'No,' he thought to himself, 'it's no different. If anything, I desire her more because she's more important to me now.' Jack felt quite resolute in his sexual feelings for Nohk. Her first taste of a man's sexual fluids had been his; the first time she'd felt the exhilaration and submission from a man filling her anally had been with him; and the sensation she would feel from accommodating a man in her tight, tawt young sex entrance, should come from him also. So it had been with her Mother, Reung, and so, now, it would be with her.

Nohk was beyond childish innocence now. Jack was quite certain of that. It wasn't just the tough environment in which she was forced to live and survive. She hadn't been "deprived" of her innocence. It was merely her nature to explore her senses. As a creature of the sensual world, just as her mother had been, it was Nohk's time to participate in that world, enjoying and managing it according to her needs. It didn't matter if this was morally "right" or "wrong," as if some objective moral standard applied to us all. It was "right" for her, for who she was, and what she needed to find fulfillment. And who better than Jack, a fellow creature of the senses, and also her father, to induct and guide her through the pathway to sensuality?

Jack had weighed the moral question of his intimacy with Nohk, and determined the truth of it for him. Now, it was simply a matter of responsibility and action.

Two

About an hour later, Jack, and the nine year old he now believed to be his daughter, showered together. Later they shared a breakfast of fresh fruit, yoghurt, tea and toast. He discovered that she girl had a taste for Western food.

Jack decided to say nothing to Nohk concerning his suspicions.

After all, he had known her mother, but he didn't know for sure that he was her father, although it seemed likely. Only a blood test would determine one way or the other.

After breakfast Jack turned on the television for Nohk to watch. She looked so adorably cute and sexy, wearing only little pink panties, as she sat on the large leather sofa. He sat there with her for a time, fondling and stroking her nipples and small clitoris. Again he inserted his finger into her little pussy, probing her and enjoying the sensation of caressing her hymen tissue, which, still remained in tact. This fact even surprised him. 'All this time I've been with her,' he thought to himself, 'and I still haven't popped her cherry.' He was glad, though, that he hadn't opened her before.

Jack thought about his collection of hymen-blood stained white handkerchiefs that he kept his study. There were quite a few.

He remembered each of his prepubescent virgins vividly, recalling how they'd moaned and whimpered and held on to him in different ways as he prized away their young membranes. Opening up their entrances and minds -there was no greater pleasure as far as Jack was concerned.

But feeling Nohk's tissues tear as he filled her with his manhood, would, Jack believed, be his greatest pleasure. Her stains of youthful innocence, now transcended, would be his finest prize. The first time Nohk's mother had known the sensation of her sex replete with cock had been with him. Now, the unplanned but nevertheless beautiful and sensual daughter from the brief union together, would also feel that same sensation in his care.

And, it pleased Jack to think, when that moment came, as it soon would, as he propelled his fluids of ecstacy into the taut sex of their daughter of the senses, Reung - wherever she was would look down approvingly.

***

Jack left Nohk on the sofa to watch the usual Thai TV nonsense of mindless soap operas and, even worse, and more mindless, quiz game and variety shows. He went to his study to check his email. About twenty minutes later, Nohk walked in, and sat on his lap while he worked on the computer. She started asking questions about using his imac. She had no computer skills, but seemed anxious to learn. Jack gave some basic instruction, and then set some stuff up so she could play around at the keyboard.

Sitting with him while she explored some educational games and other software, Jack, as always, couldn't resist caressing her intimately. Nohk never resisted, complained or gave any indication of annoyance at his attentions.

'Is this how you move the boxes with the mout?" she asked, turning to look at him.

Nohk gave Jack a long, thoughtful, and knowing gaze. Their eyes held each other for several seconds. Now he realized why her eyes had entranced him since the first time he saw her at the kiddy hump show: she had Reung's eyes - sensuous and uninhibited. Now he understood why her young body aroused him so fully: she had Reung's body type - lean, willowy, and utterly graceful. And, like her mother, Reung knew how to give herself, completely, without reservation, in the way of a true sensualist.

'Yes,' Jack replied at last, 'but it's "mouse" not "mout"'.

It was clear to Jack, now, that it was untenable for Nohk to return to the Hump Hump Show house. One way or another he felt responsible for her. He started to think about the options.

Nohk's circumstances were tricky, to say the least; he would have to be very careful in the decisions he would take.

Jack had always treated his child sex partners in Thailand with respect; seeking, if possible, to extend their sexual experience. And, he had helped quite a number of young people in various ways - both financial and personal - although a 'kiddy saver' he'd never been. Living in his country and going down that path could lead to many unpleasant and difficult entanglements. The law in Thailand is a hotchpotch of corruption, inconsistency and downright absurdity, serving, largely to protect and entrench ruling elite interests rather than some greater social good. Declaring boldly, now, that he was her father, might bring all kinds of problems with the Hump Show house, and with the authorities. Even if he was able to secure her release, gaining legal custody for her involved a whole set of other complications.

Briefly lost in thought, Nohk tugged Jack to show him something on the imac. Nohk was showing some aptitude with the computer.

It was obvious to Jack that she was an intelligent child and a quick learner. While she played a "Mario" game, he gently squeezed her nipples, which, when firm, were long, for a child, and beautifully shaped - just like her Mother's, he recalled.

He loved them, and couldn't help leaning down and sucking on them just a little, remembering the wonderful soothing sensation years ago he'd felt when he'd suckled on Reung's nipples.

Nohk squirmed and giggled while she played. As always, her wonderful girly virginal body scent was hypnotic to Jack, and he breathed her in as he licked and sucked and fondled her. She pressed firmly against him in a bonding gesture, happy and relaxed at his attentions.

Jack left the child in the study to play with the computer. He went to sit in the lounge room, looking, somewhat blankly toward the nearby window. The view from the twelve floor apartment was excellent, but Jack had other things on his mind.

He sat there for thirty minutes or more, thinking. Options.

Possibilities. Problems. Processes. Procedures. Advantages.

Drawbacks. He was lost in thought when, finally, Nohk came in from the study to join him.

'DaddyJack,' she started to ask, 'will you show me more how to use computer before I go back?'

Jack looked at her. It took him a moment to break free from his cogitation. Finally, he replied 'You like it, huh?'

'Chawp Mahk,' (like a lot) the child answered in Thai, just to emphasize the point.

'Sure I will,' Jack murmured. 'Later today we'll start from the beginning. You'll pick it up easy. You're a very smart girl.'

The child beamed in response to the compliment. She rested her head on his arm. Nohk always seemed happy just to be with him.

But she didn't say anything more. She gazed at the TV, which was still on.

Sitting with Nohk on the sofa - Nohk's head resting on his shoulder while she watched the TV, as he gently probed her lightly moist, soft, silky, prepubescent pussy to caress her unsullied hymen membrane tissue -Jack came to a decision.

Three

There was a lot to do. Jack focussed on what had to be achieved that day.

Jack told Nohk that we was going out for a few hours and she could watch TV, use the computer, or just sleep, if she wanted to, until he returned. She gave her no inkling of what he had in mind. She was perfectly happy playing "Mario" on the computer again when we left.

Jack arrived at the Hump Hump Show house by taxi a short time later. He asked the driver to wait. Within a few minutes he was sitting across from Mr Dang, the manager, for want of a better term, of the house. This had to handled carefully. Jack would bring all his 'living in Thailand successfully' skills to bear in this negotiation.

The manager listened while Jack asked if it was possible for him to keep the child Nohk, so he might adopt and raise her as his daughter.

Jack's tone during the meeting was quite deferential; he was here asking for Dang's approval; he was demanding nothing. Of course, he wanted to make it clear, he told Mr Dang, that he knew that child was "valuable" to them, so the matter of compensation was understood. He further explained that there was no question of any grievance against the Hump Hump Show house. Indeed, he and friend, James Tiley, fully intended to attend future shows, and enjoy the "entertainment" offered. It was simply that he understood that the child's natural father an American - had abandoned both her and her mother, and, as a foreigner himself, felt it was only appropriate that another foreigner, such as he, assume responsibility for the girl's welfare.

Jack paused to allow the manager time to respond to his 'request.' Mr Dang eyed Jack for a moment or two. He was smiling at Jack, but the smile was inscrutable, and Jack started to feel a little concerned. This was a delicate business. He was treading on dangerous ground, and knew it.

'Mr Jack,' Dang said finally, 'why do you want to do like this?'

Jack thought for a moment. 'Mr Dang,' he replied, 'Thailand is my home now. And I consider myself very lucky to be able to live here in this wonderful country. I am very happy here. This is just my way of giving back to Thailand for all it has given me.' He paused for a moment and then went on. 'Also, as you know, I am not a poor man, and I don't have any children. I am able to help this girl. And, not only that...,' Jack continued, floundering somewhat, he felt, 'I don't approve of foreigners coming to Thailand, having children and then just walking away.'

Jack paused at that point. He was using all the tricks he knew: pandering to Thai's nationalism, which is deeply ingrained in their character; maintaining a respectful polite tone; and most importantly, promises of compensation with no complications for the Hump Show house.

Dang said very little and Jack couldn't be sure what was going on in his mind. But, they talked some more about Jack's motivations. Jack was starting to feel that Dang would ultimately deal on this. The matter of the girl's "House Papers" was also raised. All Thais must have, in correct order, a series of birth, family and residential documents in order to work, travel, or do anything meaningful with their lives. Of course, Jack's offer of compensation would have to include these documents as well. He sensed from Dang that this wouldn't be a problem. They probably acquired these when they 'bought' the girl from her grandmother.

Finally, the matter of compensation was addressed. Since it was Dang who broached the subject, Jack felt things were going in the right direction. This was the critical moment. Jack knew Thais well. He knew that if Dang wasn't prepared to release the girl, he wouldn't say 'no.' That's not the Thai way. Instead, he would probably nominate an absurdly high amount - not a genuine offer - which Jack simply wouldn't be expected to accept. Jack was relieved when Dang told him that fifteen hundred US dollars would secure the girl's release from the Show house.

This figure was about what Jack had expected - maybe even a little less. Jack, who had brought a large amount a American currency with him, immediately drew that amount from his wallet and placed it on the table before Dang. The Thai smiled.

Perhaps he was relieved that there wouldn't be any problems in dealing with this "Farang".

Jack felt elated, but, to all appearances, remained polite but reserved. It was important to avoid giving any kind of impression that he had scored a victory over the Thai. This might cause loss of face, possibly undermining the deal. The negotiation had gone better than he'd expected. And Jack was grateful that it was over. He would play it cool until after he'd left the Hump Hump Show house.

Shortly, the Nohk's "House Papers" were brought to him. Shaking Dang's hand, he thanked the Thai profusely for his courtesy.

The Thai acknowledged the politeness and reciprocated in kind.

'We look forward to seeing you, and your friend Mr James, again at one of our shows, Mr Jack.' Jack was at pains to emphasize that this would definitely be the case.

***

'Well, you know, Jack, you are a man of some means, and I'm sure that if you're determined to do this, we will be able to find a way.'

Jack was sitting in the office of his Thai lawyer, Mr Somchai, about an hour after leaving the Hump Show house. He had just explained to Somchai his intention to adopt Nohk.

Somchai - short stocky man, about forty five, with greying hair and a receding hairline at the front - specialized in managing affairs for foreigners in Thailand. He handled all of Jack's business, residency and taxation matters. Having lived before in the United States for a period of twenty years, Somchai spoke fluent English and was well connected and competent. He also possessed all the guile a lawyer needed to practice law successfully in Thailand, where the law is extremely fluid and, at times incomprehensibly confusing. For a foreigner,like Jack, a lawyer such as Somchai was a great asset.

Jack told Somchai a carefully crafted version of the events leading to Nohk coming to stay with him, omitting all reference to the Hump Show house: He had been to Phitsanulok nine years ago; a brief affair with her mother; upon returning recently to find the woman he found that she had died, leaving a daughter, Nohk, in the care of an aging grandmother in poor health. It was possible, indeed highly likely, that he was the child's biological father, but that remained uncertain at this stage.

He brought the girl back with him to Bangkok and now sought legal custody and responsibility for her. He would provide full financial support for the child's upbringing and welfare. He wanted Somchai to do whatever was necessary to achieve this.

Somchai, examined the girl's "House Papers", and concluded that they were in order. The name of Nohk's biological father was, however, absent from her birth certificate.

'We need only include a blood test proving that you are the child's natural father,' noted Somchai, 'and the rest will just be a matter of time and, well, getting on the right side of the appropriate bureaucrats.' Jack knew that Somchai actually meant bribing officials to expedite the matter, and he had anticipated this. This, after all, was Thailand, where bribery, even for otherwise honest people, was a way of like. 'In the meantime,' Somchai went on, 'I see no reason why the girl cannot stay with you until the paperwork is finalized.

Obviously she'll be better off with you than back in the village with her old, sick, grandmother.'

'In the West, it wouldn't be so easy,' Jack commented, with a serious tone.

'Indeed,' observed Somchai somewhat sardonically, 'but this isn't America, is it.'

Jack nodded. 'Any problems, do you think about, well, you know, a young Thai girl being adopted by an foreigner, no wife. I certainly wouldn't want....'

Somchai cut in with hand waiving gesture.'Oh, Jack, given your resources and credibility, and all the things you've said you'll do for the child -schooling, English lessons and so on

- I really don't think you need to worry about that kind of thing. The bureaucrats certainly won't be concerned about that.

Not if they believe that you are the girl's father. From their viewpoint you're willing and able to take responsibility for an obviously Luk Kreung girl, very likely a daughter you hitherto did not know existed, and whose future might otherwise be very bleak. It's not as though you're a passing tourist or want to take her out of the country.'

'Yes, I suppose so' Jack said, nodding in agreement. 'Well, Somchai, you know Thai officialdom. I leave it to your good judgement and expertise. I'm not concerned about costs in this matter. Whatever it takes, really.'

There was a momentary pause. Then, looking directly at Somchai, Jack again spoke, a little cautiously.

'Of course, as you say, we do need that blood test, don't we.'

Somchai looked at him and, after a moment, nodded in acknowledgement.

Jack continued. 'As far as I'm concerned, Somchai, whether I'm Nohk's biological father or not, I still want to adopt and take care of her. I did know her Mother, and I fear what will happen to her if I don't take the responsibility now.'

Picking up Jack's not so subtle hint that, one way or another, he wanted this formality taken care of, Somchai relied 'well, don't worry about it too much, Jack. I'm sure my medical contacts will be able to....help us out on that point. Leave that to me. May add a little to our costs,' Somchai added wryly, 'but, as you're indicated, that's not a concern.'

'Excellent.' Jack stood to leave.

Jack left Somchai's office feeling elated and more than a little relieved, particularly at Somchai's assurance on the blood test matter. He knew Somchai well enough to know that had there been a serious legal or bureaucratic impediment standing in the way of his adopting Nohk, he would have presented it. It would take time, lots of paperwork, and some judicious bribery, but, in the long run, it should all work out. Fortunately in Thailand, in legal matters - unless serious criminality was involved - if you threw enough money at a problem, usually it went away.

***

Jack was looking forward to returning to his apartment and to Nohk. He had news to tell her: a new and exciting life with him, comfortable, secure, with all the opportunities she deserved. The news that he was, in all probability, her real father would wait until the blood test confirmed it. Then he would try to explain why her daddy never came back to Phitsanulok to get her mother and her.

For now, though, there was a certain formality - namely the second and final phase of Nohk's sexual defloration - which, until this point, Jack had postponed. Now, he felt it was time.

It felt right. It would be the perfect consummation of their new relationship.

To the public world, she would be his beloved Luk Kreung daughter. But, in their own private world, she would be his lover and partner in all pleasures sexual. He knew that she would thrive in such an arrangement. But first, there was great deal he had to teach her, to awaken her sexuality and induct her into the sensual world.

Just thinking about Nohk's slender beautiful young body, sweet protruding little nipples and exquisitely shaped pussy slit made Jack's manhood swell in anticipation. Now, he was longing for her again, and this time his union with her would be complete as his sexuality coupled with hers.

For Jack, the tearing of her maidenhood wouldn't just be a right of sexual initiation; it would now have greater purpose and symbolism . He would fill her young body with his manhood just as he would fill her life with opportunity and promise.

Tonight, her virginal tissues would be torn away, and so would her unhappy troubled past. There would be a breaking through, not just of her sex, but also the barriers that, until now, had constrained her. And through the pain that accompanies the ripping and tearing away of the old and unneeded, would come the pleasure and exhilaration of the new.

Four

'You're gonna fucking do what?'

There was a tone of sheer disbelief in Jim Tiley's voice. Jack had called him by mobile while in the taxi heading back to his apartment. Jack thought it was time to brief Jim on what had transpired with Nohk over the past two days.

'Are you sure you know what you're doing dude?' asked Jim, still incredulous at the news that his fellow youngster-humping compatriot was in the process of adopting a nine year old Thai girl. Jack explained about Phitsanulok ten years ago. Jim had a skeptical tone in his voice. Jack didn't blame him for that.

The outcome of the blood-test notwithstanding, Jack explained his reasons, motives, and intentions about the situation as best he could. Eventually Jim, sensing perhaps that his close friend, whom he knew to be a sensible but determined man, had decided on this course of action and nothing would stand in this way. He was supportive and positive, as one might expect from a close friend.

'OK if I become her fucking uncle?' Jim asked.

'Well, you can be her uncle alright,' Jack replied, 'but we'll have to talk about the fucking part.' There was laughter at both ends.

'So, how was your little baby then?' Jack asked, referring to the pre-teen Jim had arranged to have sent over from the Hump Hump Show house.

'Oh, I've been fucking her all over the place. She takes it anywhere, and her little pussy is as tight as a vise. She's a great little cum swallower too. She's still here now. Fingering herself while she watches TV. She does it all the time. Drives me crazy for her. I'll keep her till tomorrow morning. Then the pussy-squirter from the Hump Show house can come and get her.' After a brief pause Jim added 'my little pussy-girl here is a real little giggle-pot, Jack. You must take her some time.

Every one of her lovely young entrances will feel very nice wrapped around your old boner.'

'Yeah, I don't doubt it,' said Jack. 'I'll file her away for next time. Maybe when we take in a show at the Hump house.'

After another pause Jim changed the subject back to Nohk. 'Hey, you know, Jacky, I was kinda hoping for a slice of that little P.T. of yours. Guess I'm shit outta luck now eh?'

Jack, speaking quietly, but with a feigned serious tone, replied, 'are you suggesting, Mr Tiley, that I should allow you to engage in sexual activity with my nine year old daughter?'

'Well....yes, actually, if you want to know the truth,' Jim replied, laughing audibly.

'No problem, Fuckeroo' said Jack, 'but give me a while to complete her induction and initiation into the big wide world of hump hump, OK?'

'She couldn't be in better hands, Jack. Around that wad of yours she'll be on the sharpest learning curve a pre-teen could ever have.' After a pause he asked 'oh, by the way, how did she pop?'

'I haven't popped her yet,' Jack told him, 'her cherry's next on the hump agenda.'

'You haven't done the honors yet?,' Jim shot back, clearly surprised.

'I've left it for last. So far it's been delicious. If only I could explain how she responds. She's totally there. Hungry for the sensations. The problem's been me. I've pulled back from tearing her. Didn't know why. But now I can. From now on, she'll ride my cock to sexual maturity.'

'Yeah, well, sounds good,' Jim said, clearly amused by Jack's rationalizations and prognostications over Nohk. 'Just let me know later if she was a "whimperer," a "moaner," or a "cry-er" when she takes it.'

'I think she might be something else. She has a way of surprising,' Jack observed.

After a moment, Jack went on, 'I think, by the way, I'll share her with you, and probably Dave Haines. He's a nice guy; always gentle with his babes. God knows he's swung enough youngies my way from time to time. I owe him a hymen or two at least. I'm sure they'll hit it off. And he's an education dude, so he can tutor her in English as well. Other than that, that's the total prick count I have in mind.'

'Anything else?' Jim asked.

'Oh yeah,' Jack went on, 'I do want to ease her into threesomes with some youngsters, and also with a couple of older chicks I know who dig young babes. I think Nohk wants to boom boom both ways anyway; she's already hinted at it.'

'Yeah?,' Jim shot back, 'well that bi-hump nympho chick, er, Pim, from the Renoir Club on soi 33, would suck your little one's twat dry. She's a walking pussy-juice sponge, that girl.'

'That's one I had in mind,' confirmed Jack, 'and also Saitong, who works in the massage place at the Indra Regent Hotel.

Saitong would eat young girls for breakfast, if she could. In fact, I think she does, quite often! Now a threesome with her and Nohk would be a nice treat. Not straight away, but I'll work towards it though.'

'Fuck it. This talk is making me horny', Jim said. 'Time to avail myself of my little girl's butt hole again.'

'And I've got an appointment with a cherry, if you know what I mean. I'll talk to you later,' Jack said, finally, and then hung up.

The taxi had nearly arrived at the entrance of his apartment building. As he walked in, he looked up to see dark heavy clouds. He wondered if they were in for a storm. It was now early evening. At that time of the year, fierce but relatively short-lived electrical storms were common, particularly late in the afternoon and early evening.

Five

Jack walked into his apartment. All was quiet. He found Nohk lying asleep, naked, on his bed. She looked so beautiful and peaceful as she slept. Jack took a moment to gaze at her and admire her slender perfectly proportioned young body. Her lovely long dark hair draped all over the pillow. Lying on her side, Nohk had one hand between her legs, almost covering her hairless pussy. Her thumb rested just near her clitoris. Jack wondered if the girl had been fondling and caressing herself.

It would be a good sign if she had. Very likely she'd played with herself in her sleep, he concluded.

Jack didn't wake the child. He went to the bathroom and showered. After being out in Bangkok's grimy sultry heat for several hours, Jack felt he was in serious need of one. He returned to the bed to find Nohk just awake, looking up at him with sleepy eyes, but smiling and relaxed.

'DaddyJack,' the girl murmured, looking at him. 'I miss you.' Nohk had a wonderful sleepy, sexy, girly aroma and scent, and Jack immediately felt aroused. Already his penis was rock hard.

The child observed it and extended her hand to take hold and stroke him.

Caressing the girl's face, Jack whispered, in a very sensual tone 'oh, sweetie, would you please put me in your mouth just like you did before?'

Nohk complied immediately and with obvious willingness. Jack, now lying next to her, closed his eyes as his beautiful preteenaged adopted daughter's soft, wet, giving little mouth gently engulfed his manhood to the full. Taking his organ, she seemed intent on drawing him in as deeply as possible. He could feel the tip of his penis nudging against the back of her throat; using swallowing motions, she massage it. The sensation was wonderful. He hadn't taught her that. She was so inventive.

A natural cock-sucker, Jack mused to himself. He let out a long sigh of pleasure.

Just at that point, there was a loud clap of thunder. The storm had hit. Already Jack could see heavy rain hitting his bedroom window. And intense lightening was also evident. Nohk jumped slightly, but continued her superb mouth work. Jack placed his hand behind her head, gently, as a calming and soothing gesture. He loved to fuck during electrical storms. All that energy being unleashed outside seemed to heighten the senses and add to the exhilaration. At first he was concerned that Nohk might be frightened. But, if anything, her sucking and licking and slurping became more intense. Like him, she was charged by it. A true sole mate, he thought, in everything of the senses.

Jack commenced gentle thrusting motions onto Nohk's mouth as she continued to suck on him. Quite soon they achieved a nice suck and fuck motion; as Jack pressed his cock into her mouth as deeply as possible, the child would momentarily suck with some force, hold on to it for a second or two, and then release it. As he withdrew, each time Nohk would wait until his penis tip reached her lips, whereupon she would quickly lick his knob all over. And then the cycle was repeated.

Another clap of thunder and reflected lightening in the mirror.

Nohk grabbed Jack's buttocks by both hands, pulling him toward her. His cock was very deeply wedged into Nohk's mouth and throat. She wanted it all, seemingly. Her lips almost reached the base of his prick and balls. The energy of the storm seemed to heighten her efforts.

Jack was lost in the pleasure. He'd had many young girls perform oral sex on him over the years. But, with this child, his very own daughter, it was perfect. It was so good in fact that time and time again he had to resist the temptation to seek his relief. Several times he pulled back from the pre-cum tingles, gently slowing Nohk's skillful mouth in order to prevent his fertile discharge from erupting into her mouth. The child understood this. She even stopped sucking at one point when ejaculation seemed close and just licked his cock all over. It was a sweet gesture, not lost on him.

A further heavy clap of thunder, seemingly directly overhead, virtually shook the room. There was sound of very rain hitting the walls and window. Nohk never flinched from her oral attachment to Jack's swollen organ. Closing his eyes again to savor this fellatio treat, the best he'd ever known, Jack mused to himself that had he been a religious man, he might have interpreted the opening up of the heavens as a bad omen, a portent, warning him not to proceed with incestuous coital communion with his daughter. But Jack wasn't a religious man; it wasn't God he feared; but, rather, superstition and ignorance and fear presented as "truth".

Eventually, Jack brought Nohk up from her mouth pleasuring proclivities and hugged her. He wanted to tell her the good news that she would be staying with him from now on. But that could wait, he concluded. For now, he wanted to taste her virginity, one more time.

Lying on his back, Jack asked Nohk to sit over his face.

Splaying the cheeks of the girls ass, he was afforded, in this manner, a perfect view of her genital region. As he gently fingered her pussy slit, he allowed his middle finger to caress that sensitive area that adjoined her vagina and anus. Then he pulled back her labia folds and anus skin to yet again admire her pinky entrances. He could hear Nohk's soft murmurs as he explored her fresh young body. Now, he wanted to see his daughter's hymen one last time. As he gazed into her pussy, exposed by his fingers, he savored the final sight and aroma of this beautiful child's fully intact sex entrance membrane.

Still exposing her as widely as possible with his fingers, Jack thrust his tongue as deeply into the Nohk's virgin wetness.

Again and again he probed and poked at her hymen tissue. He felt Nohk flinch each time. After tonight, he thought, the sensations would still be wonderful for her, but, they would never feel quite the same as this. After tonight, she would still have the delicious and exquisite flavor of a young child; but, with the tearing away of nature's tepid little barrier, something unique and irreplaceable would, by necessity, be lost forever.

As Jack devoured his daughter's delicious sex flavors and juices, small drops of her pussy nectar feel onto his face.

Only Reung's - her Mother - had ever tasted as good. Licking again and again at her entrances, Jack drank of her lubrication with feverish determination, knowing that, from tonight, as good as it would always be, it would never taste quite the same. Tonight was the last of her virgin vintage. And Jack was taking his time to relish it. The child's secretions were abundant. She was both relaxed and aroused by his stimulations.

Perhaps knowing how much he loved her sex juices, the young girl willed her body to propel her hot fluids onto his face and mouth.

Focussing the tip of his tongue onto her clitoris, Jack heard Nohk cry out as his applied circular motions again and again to this epicenter of her sexuality. He felt the girl brace and shudder. More and more vigorously he orally stimulated her sensitive tissues. Occasionally, he'd allow his tongue to run along the full length of her prepubescent genitals, from her fresh moist slit to her anal opening and back again. Again she cried out, raising her head high and shaking wildly, as girls tend to do, when arousal and sensation becomes overwhelming.

The child's body reverberated. Another enormous clap of thunder outside. Nohk cried out 'DaddyJack!' in a loud and urgent voice, the energy from the storm heightening the sensations throughout her young body. Jack continued his manic mouth work to her clitoris.

And then it happened. From above, with Nohk sitting, or rather squatting, above him, he heard his sweet young girl evince a long, deep, sustained, growl. It wasn't her voice; it was coming from somewhere deep inside, in a moment of sexual awakening and awareness. An orgasm? Maybe, Jack thought. Or at least as close to one as a nine year old's body is capable.

What he felt, though, was an extraordinary gush of her musky, virginal vaginal fluid as it landed on his mouth and cheeks. He drank as much of it as he could, not wanting to waste such a precious elixir. The remainder dribbled down his face and onto the bed.

Six

After the child's paroxysm, she fell onto him and snuggled into his shoulder. He gave her the comfort she needed and whispered words of encouragement in her ear. She didn't speak; whatever it was, technically, that she'd experienced, it left her, temporarily, beyond words.

His face covered with the child's secretions, and the air consumed with the scent of her sex, Jack felt his own urgency building. The child seemed to need time to recover; she was in another world, it seemed to him. But Jack's throbbing cock cried out for relief. Perhaps it was best after all, to open up the child's sex while in this totally relaxed state. So, very gently and carefully, he placed Nohk on her back and parted her legs wide before him. He took a moment to admire and stroke her firm abdomen. He relished feeling it with the flat of his hand.

A young girl's body is nature's masterpiece, he considered to himself. In a worshipping gesture, he leaned down and kissed her just below the navel, not once, but several times.

Jack pressed the tip of his rock-hard cock gently into Nohk's wet young opening. Several times he rubbed his penis in and around her pussy, allowing her to feel it against and within her. Slowly he commenced his penetration, rocking, rather than thrusting his manhood, into her tight slender body. Nohk, becoming cognizant again, looked up at him and smiled the smile of the knowing, aware, sensual creature that she was. A moment or so later, Jack could feel his penis pressing against that membrane which, beckoned much and resisted only a little.

At the first sensation of tearing, Nohk braced and pressed her hand flat against Jack's face. He took her hand and softly kissed it saying 'just a little hurt, my lovely sweet girl.

Hold on to me so we can join together.' The English was too wordy for her comprehend fully, but, in the sentiment of the words, the meaning was conveyed. He was aching to thrust his body into hers, longing for relief from his arousal. But, in deflowering this young girl, now his adopted daughter, the experience had to be handled well. His needs were second to hers, during this, their first communion.

Jack pressed his penis with a little more force in order to claim her maidenhead. As he felt her tissues strain against the pressure, the child pulled back her pelvic region, causing his prick to dislodge from her sex. He looked at her, concerned and confused at this sudden resistance - the first she had shown since they'd met.

'My sweet girl I know...'

Jack's words were cut off as Nohk, again, in a sign of initiative, moved to climb on top of Jim. Instinctively Jack lay on his back. Nohk straddled him. She took his cock and pressed it to the entrance of her pussy. Pressing down, Jackcould feel his throbbing cock go deeper and deeper inside her. Nohk winced, slightly. But Jack knew what she was doing. The girl was taking charge of it; measuring the pain of defloration as she prepared it. A true sensualist, Jack thought. She understands that a sensualist doesn't seek pleasure in a futile attempt to avoid pain. Pain is inevitable. As in this case, the pain is a necessary step leading to further pleasure. The best one can do is manage the pain and take charge of it. That's what Nohk was doing.

As he watched his young girl draw herself down into his sex, Jack realized he'd been wrong about one thing: her cherry hadn't been his to take, beyond the reach of any other man. He wasn't deflowering this child at all, really; she was deflowering herself; using him and his sex, certainly, but also allowing him to share this experience with her.

Nohk's eyes were closed from the discomfort. She whimpered and winced slightly as she impaled her virgin tissues onto Jack's erection. Feeling Nohk's vagina opening up a little, Jack tried not to thrust up too hard into his darling girl's pussy, allowing her that discretion and control. Slowly he could feel the tearing sensation inside her commence, and then she paused.

She seemed to be drawing out this defining moment of preperforation.

Suddenly the room lit up with reflected lightening from various mirrors in his bedroom. Nohk jolted, but held herself upon him steadily. And then, seemingly in anticipation, with the inevitable booming of thunder just a few seconds later, Nohk simultaneously thrust her down, and Jack felt his penis slip fully, unimpaired, into this beautiful young girl's vagina.

Nohk gave out one complete final cry, propelling air from her lungs as she did so, and so did Jack - their cries and union mingling with and consumed by the energies around them.

The pre-teenager was panting slightly - more from relief than anything else, Jack felt. Blood oozed from her genital opening, down Jack's cock and onto his testicles. A small blood stain was already developing on the bed. Nohk appeared slightly alarmed. She closed her eyes again, preferring not to look. In his arousal and urgency for relief, Jack muttered not to worry about the blood. In Thai, he told her it was normal. She probably knew that, but seeing her own blood was understandably disconcerting to her.

Turning the child onto her back now, Jack pummelled his young girl with all the vigor of a man desperate for relief. Holding the girl with his left arm, his cock thrusting urgently in and out of her bloodied deflowered pussy, Jack couldn't resist inserting, underneath, his middle finger into Nohk's tight rectum. Having inserted it as far as possible, the girl offered no resistance; indeed he felt her body relax a little - typical response when a girl is anally penetrated in this way during sex. Feeling her rectum muscles grip and relax repeatedly around his finger was the perfect complimentary pleasure to the sensation of her tight young vagina squeezing and drawing his male seed from him.

With focussed vigor, Jack felt himself approach the point of inevitability prior to orgasm. Thrusting deeply inside the vagina of his nine year old adopted daughter - their bodies stained with her virgin blood, the bed beneath them stained from both her arousal secretions and defloration residue, and both of them reeking of all their combined secretions and fluids - Jack exploded in climax.

His cries filled the room. Each ejaculation coincided with a full thrusting motion; his relief and pleasure were that much the greater for sensing the depth and extent of his insemination of her slender sensuous young body. Despite her inevitable discomfort from the tearing and thrusting, Nohk looked up at him in wonder and fascination. He knew that this final frenzy added a little to Nohk's post-defloration discomfort, but, it was beyond his control. The biological organism took over during these moments: effective, full and complete insemination - the prime directive of sexual union.

Seven

Despite the blood, the secretions, the stains and the lingering aromas of copulation, Jack, and his pre-teenaged daughter of pleasure, collapsed into each other's arms, spent and drained.

Despite labored breathing, Jack gazed into the youngster's face. She looked slightly tearful. Jack moved closer to her, stroking and comforting her. Her tears were not from pain or humiliation. He could sense that. She was merely overwhelmed by the emotions, the sensations, the exhilaration, and the intimacy of sexual collusion with him.

Outside, the storming was abating. Heavy rain still pelted the window on the left side of the room. They both watched it.

'OK, Nohk, sweetie,' he softly whispered to her. 'From now on, not hurt,' he added, succinctly, without further explanation.

The girl merely nodded and smiled affectionately. She understood. A little pain; the admission price to a new world of pleasure, to be grasped and savored, or feared and avoided, depending on one's degree of courage. He knew that she would revel it, as he had done, and find meaning and purpose beyond the transient sensations. A portal to something more fundamental and meaningful, but always remaining beyond complete understanding; the human sexual paradox.

Pressing her head into Jack's chest, he felt her lithe body relax completely. Quite soon he sensed that she was asleep. It was the best for now, he thought to himself. Sleep would help to assimilate and absorb this defining experience of her life.

When she awoke, he would tell her the good news about her future with him. Then they would discuss the life they would build together. She would be taken care of in a way that she might never have dreamed possible. He would provide all the opportunities a young girl could ever want.

But, more than this, Jack decided, more than these material advantages that he would give her, they would be a unique union between them.

As sensualists together, they would explore and push all the boundaries of 'respectable' sexuality and familial propriety intentionally and determinedly - beyond the fear and prejudice of the 'Good Society' that Jack had long left behind. It might not be a typical father-daughter relationship as defined and approved by the self-appointed moral Guardians of that Society.

But, as sensualists together, and having had the good fortune to find each other, they would find their own way. Anyway, what did the Guardians know that they didn't blindly learn, and follow, from false prophets, teachers, messiahs and religious zealots of various kinds? Nothing, as far as Jack knew.

It was not Jack's intention to substitute his sensual life with Nohk's presence and charms. Oh no. She would now be an integral part of it; enriching and embellishing his life and his sensuality. And she would experience and learn and develop with him. In another time or place it might be unthinkable or impossible. But here - living at the fringe, but comfortable and, most importantly, beyond easy reach of the preaching, inhibited, repressed, and the sententiously self-righteous there was at least a chance. He had seen it, embraced it, and now would make it a reality.

Eventually, he knew, she would grow up and mature and take whatever pathways in life seemed best to suit her. In time, the sexual bonding that they shared might fade as she followed her own sensual destiny.

But, it pleased Jack to think, nothing would be more gratifying than if, at the end of his life - even at his death bed, as he awaited the only certainty that had ever seemed incontrovertible to him, and, as he reflected on his life's sensual memories without guilt or remorse - his daughter Nohk was there with him; his finest achievement and, through whom, a little bit of the essence of what he was, had been, and had learned, lived on.