We've got a lot of important stuff to do, now that we're no longer relentlessly on the road, but we'll have to get through the weekend before we can really DO anything, right? We wasted all Friday and Saturday at Naked Lake, so on Sunday we... drove back out to Naked Lake again... to do it right, I guess. Hey man, we've got a lot of summer fun to catch up on! I drove the bus, Melly, Liss and Maki came along, and Roberto, without his buddy Bart for a change. He'd gone off into Squatchland somewhere along with Magga and Masnia, getting naked meant literally nothing special to them, except that no clothes was their preferred dress code. But Roberto was kinda shy around the girls, so he went off to the east side of the dock when they went west. The girls were chatting and laughing, so I tore myself away from Maki for a little while and went over to sit with him, just so he wouldn't have to be all alone. I didn't know him very well yet, but if he's going to be living with us I'd better make him feel welcome, I like the kid, and there's always the historical redskin connection to Mexicans, sorta like with squatches. But it's not only that: as Art has mentioned, he's also our colleague, teaching Nokhons how to speak English. If Dalarbart is any example of Roberto's ability to get through to the Nokhon mentality, then I am fucking impressed. Yeah, he's just a kid, but a pretty smart kid. I couldn't help but notice that he kept peeking over at the naked girls on the dock, --and especially at Maki, it seemed-- then looking away real quick before they'd notice him gawking at them. I realized that he'd sat himself at a distance from them just so that he could get away with sneak-staring. But he's only a child... right? Too young to be horny... right? I remembered how fucking horny I used to get at his age, so we had a fun subject to talk about. "Hey Roberto, how ya doing with all these naked ladies? I'd guess that Mexico is pretty old-fashioned about nudity." "Yeah, a lot of Mexicans can be kind of puritanical, all right. But my father used to take me to some of his bordellos. Lots of titties and asses there. I can handle them... oops, I mean...IT. Can Handle IT." The kid blushes. "Oh yeah, your papa, good ol' Don Salvador de drogas, paragon of virtue, corrupting his own kid," "He didn't corrupt me, just let me see stuff. But I never..." full stop, then, embarrassed ".. never mind!" "So you're still a virgin, eh?" Maybe I was teasing him a tad, but he was making it too easy. "No!" he lied emphatically, then mumbled, "Well maybe, I guess-- technically. Hey man, I'm only fucking twelve," I gave him a mini-punch on the shoulder and a comradely chuckle, me trying to act like a symnpathetic grown-up. Said, "Hey, I've been there, man." He chuckled right back and said: "Besides, YOU'RE the one corrupting me, dragging an innocent kid out here to all these tempting but unattainable women, knowing I'd have to wait 10 years to ever have a chance with any of them..." Then he grinned to let me know that he was teasing me back. It was suddenly clear that this Mexican kid speaks pretty good English, maybe better than me. "Okay Bobby boy, you got me there. I'm sorry: must be the shits to be here." "Not really. I do like the ambience here."
Oh, he liked the girls too, all right, no doubt about that. I mean, (Mel, Liss, Maki, Masnia) what guy wouldn't? But hey, I really did recall being his age and way too many of my own painfully embarrasing high school infatuations-- a torture I wouldn't wish on anyone. Thing is, we really have no secrets from Roberto; he openly admitted to having read all of the AooE documentation, right up-to-date. So he knows what's going on every Full Moon: kha-rat orgiess, psychedelic mushrooms, worldwide telepathic exchanges. A lot to swallow for such a young man. But he's also coming from a really apart world-order of oligarchy, drug wars and literally EVIL personified. His father-figure is a real-live Satanic-figure. Yes, I can comprehend complex symbolism as well as the next guy; who just happens to be a pre-teen-age child. "So who's your favorite girl here?" I just had to ask that kid, since we were bonding or whatever the fuck it was. "Oh, I love them all," he says, "it would be impossible to choose." "That's what every guy says," I tell him. "Then it must be the right answer," he sez, wise little holy-innocent show-off. Maki is sunbathing on the other side of the dock, looking good naked as always. I can't help but say "Well, I chose Maki. So come on, kid, who's your favorite?" Roberto ponders a while, then says "You promise not to get jealous?" "What, me jealous? No, really? You'd choose Maki too?" He looks, studies her a short while, nods. "Well, she's appealingly petite and super cute. Being young, I'm only 5 foot 1 inch tall so far-- so I like it that she's exactly one inch shorter than me..." "Hey, how do you know that? Have you been measuring...?" "...she's also got lovely T&A, I mean look at that nice peachy round butt, and she IS always nice to me whenever we talk. Err... you sure you're still not jealous?" "Naw man, you've read our AooE doc, you know that we S&F rock stars share lovers all the time, right? No, I'm just amused, actually too sympathetic to ever be jealous of a little taco-twerp like you." Later on, it becomes fairly obvious that Roberto might really have a little crush going on for Maki. Which I could understand, me feeling the same way about her myself. But I don't mind, why should I? Not in this group, we tend to work things out. And you know how.
Maybe I should introduce some of the regulars here at Naked Lake 2.0, the Smiths & Jonses. Literally the Jonses, like Willy and Beth Jones, both teachers at Monroe Elementary, and their three 10 year-old boys; Huey, Dewey and Louey, born identical triplets and becoming experts in how to take advantage of all the fucking confusion they can cause. And then there's Sam S Smith, local fireman, ande his girl friend Clarice. So we sometimes play the Chrome Pie song "Sheesh Clarice" (yes, written by our good buddy Charlie Madison) for them when we do open mike night at Pelosa's bar in Monroe. Charlene and Mary Ann, local hot chicks in competition with Melly, Liss and Maki for most hot. I'd say the S&F chicks win, but then I have to say that, don't I? The Johnson Brothers, Mark and Wade, with their bottomless kegs of beer. Kinda rednecks and bufoons, but sorta okay once you share a coupla mugs with them. Which I never do, but they're sorta okay anyway. There are also some integrated Nokhons who enjoy spending a day at Naked Lake every so often, usually squatches who've been to our English classes and can mutter a few comprehensible phrases. Dannogat and Dobaarlet, for example, or Manimma and Mazassa, nice girls if you like them very hairy. And all those who are living in our "Refugee Camp", more or less members of our family; like Dabronat and Malasna, Dagrolyt and his 2 wives, Adam's actual father Daklakht on and off, etcetera.
Maki and I drove into town yesterday, fabulous Monroe Wash, to do some food shopping at Safeway. We stopped in at our NNP public information office to pick up mail and say "Hi" to Suzie Kay, who never travels anywhere, seeming to be totally satisfied with dispensing information for NNP, S&F and our various business projects. But always says: "OMG, you guys are so lucky, getting to play music and travel all over the whole USA like that... wish I could!" And Maki always tells her: "Well hey Suzie Kay, if you just learn to play an instrument maybe we can take you along with us sometime." To which SK always replies-- every time --"Oh no, I couldn't do that! Someone has to run this office!" So I figure, she's happy as she's gonna get, right here. Suzie Kay has been with us out to Naked Lake one time, trying to overcome her dread of nudity, but she didn't ever feel comfortable about it, like we all do. Pretty understandable, her being kinda overweight and a redhead, who burns to a scary bright crimson instead of those nice golden tans that perfectly sexy beauties like Mel and Liss and Maki always end up with, making them even more beautiful. Gotta admit, it ain't fair. Then again, I used to be a perpetually drunk Indian bum, for years. We can all change.
Today a lone female Nokhon nobody knew showed up at the lake, a big wildly shaggy-looking lady almost 7 feet tall. She stood watching from the edge of the forest, not daring to go out on the dock, seemingly afraid of the humans who were there, but bold enough to let them see her. There were no squatches on the dock at that moment, only the Jones family and some of their friends, but their triplets had learned some Nokhontli over the years. They tried to approach the strange female, but she'd just step back into the woods to avoid them, so they let her be. Eventually some other Nokhons showed up, Dannogat and Dobaarlet once again. The Jones triplets told them "there was this squatch lady up there..." but in Nokhontli, just to show everybody that they really could speak some words. The two squatch guys understood what was said and went to find her. She'd been waiting for a squatch she could talk with, so she was easy to find. She asked for "Dadamet" and they said they'd take her to him, but first they wanted to swim, which was what they had come to the lake for. They led her out onto the dock, past where the Jones family and friends were having their picnic. She was nervous about them, and maybe they felt the same about her, but everyone was also interested. So she walked across the dock with the guys, following them towards the water, but they led her by way of the squatch-proof diving board. Dobaarlet demonstrated what to do with a diving board, springing waaay high and slicing down into the water with a neat little splisk for such a big hairy Bigfoot. The new squatch lady had obviously never seen such a thing before, because she howled with surprise and delight. Then she tried it herself, laughing like crazy, which squatches rarely do. Or so Dobaarlet told me later. They take her over to the Hacienda Refugee Camp, where Adam is working on a new thatched-roof shelter for some just-arrived Nokhons. Turns out her name is Madanda and Adam knows her from Sha-haka classes in Aket: she's one of the few other students who actually do learn how to control the illusion of a floating candle-flame, which doesn't really exist, but can illuminate in darkness, just like a physically real light. Usable magic, anyone? Madanda gets mentioned way back in the AooE Document (Vol II ch 39), But as I recall, she's not very friendly to Adam, criticizing him for violating Atli, etc. So I asked him what she wanted. And he sez: "She wanted me to end her virginity. Says it's not working for her any more, keeping her from the next levels of Sha-haka-ma magic." " She came all the way here just to get laid? Holy shit, kemo sabbey, you really do have a way with women!" "Oh, it was nothing personal, you know how squatch females are." "Then why couldn't she just ask some other guy closer to Aket to fix her up?" "She's a strange girl, but also extremely dedicated to her studies, maybe even a genuine Witch, I think she's been bred to power, rather like Masnia. Or like me, to my Orator status. So it does seem it has to be me who fixes her up." "So are you going to do it?" "Already done. I discussed it with Mel and Liss and we didn't see any reason not to." "So do you have yet another wife now?" "Oh no, Madanda is already on her way back to Aket. She didn't want all this skesk and NokhSo temptations to corrupt and contaminate her." "A purist, right." Later I had to ask: "But did she like it? Y'know, finally having sex for the first time?" "I think so, but she was laughing like crazy, so I'm not sure exactly what that means."
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