33 BUSTED

Gábor saw them leaving and his thoughts turned back to Vai. Somehow, he was sure, Vai had deliberately delayed her shower to have time with him alone, and he trembled at the thought. His love for Helena was almost an obsession in a sense that under no circumstance did he wanted to lose her love. Helena had captured his heart the moment he laid eyes on her, but based on past experiences he had a hard time trusting.

For three years he didn't date and was still hurting from a previous relationship and when Helena came into his life he didn't believe she could love him. He was wrong. And now Vai had managed the same feat. He understood what Vai had talked about during breakfast and it was almost as if she was talking to him to break down his resistance and regain his trust in love. That was his challenge. For that, he needed Vai as much as he needed Helena. The telepathic message kept coming up like a bad meal. What could she have meant with "She looks like someone I could easily be friends with. I would not mind learning a move or two from her" and  "If you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with."

Was Helena encouraging him to be with Vai? Could she possibly have an interest in a female? Was she bisexual? She was very enthusiastic with him and somehow he had a hard time picturing her with a woman. How well did he know Helena, really? Did she have secret desires? Or was she setting him up with a lover so she could justify a lover for herself?

He realized his mind reeled and went around in circles. Self-criticism and self-accusations tortured him. If he just could talk with her and clear up this mess. The more he was around Vai the more he slipped into the same emotions he had for Helena. Not even in the dark times had he doubted his love for her and that made the misery all the worse. The further he drifted away from her the more he missed her and was horrified to think he would lose her. Now Vai entered the scene and the same fear rose in him. She could be the death of his relationship with his wife and family.

He missed Helena like an amputee his legs and was afraid of being alone with Vai this close by. He wanted to make love to Vai again and hated himself for it. He could restrain himself almost like no other man except with Helena. Before the dark times, they made love almost every day twice, even when she had her period and now Vai had the same effect on him.

He sat on his bed and Vai's garment was on the chair. Getting up from the bed, he picked up the package and made his way to Vai's cabin. He was sure he just wanted to take the package to her so she could get dressed and they would talk. Hinanu entered his mind. Both girls talked about joining the club. The Polyamory club, or whatever that was? Was this a common thing in Polynesia or only in this household, or perhaps just bantering? Having no intention to join any club, especially one that promoted promiscuity he intended to talk to her about that. He knocked on her door with his heart racing. There was no answer and he thought of walking away, but then he opened the door and stepped inside. Vai stood in the door to the bedroom, naked, the light behind her outlining her feminine curves. Her body sculptured by the soft light inside shaded the valleys, highlighted her mounds, and emphasized her femininity. Mesmerized and drinking her sight in like a thirsty man, Gábor's planned talk evaporated like fog at sunrise.

"I was waiting for you and was afraid you wouldn't come." She moved towards him languidly like a large cat, reminding him of a tiger just about to pounce him. Without taking his eyes off her, he closed the door and stepped toward her like hypnotized, Vai's musical voice was sweet to his ears, and her open lips and eyes darkened by desire, captivated him.

"We have at least two hours to ourselves. Let's make the best of it."

Before he could say anything, Vai's hands reached for him, her soft mouth pressed against his and her tongue invaded his mouth. She tasted of toothpaste, fresh and clean. He reciprocated her kiss as eager as she was.

"I must have you or I'll go crazy," she murmured between kisses. He felt they passed that stage long ago; at least he was there already.

Her hands, busy unbuckling his belt, left no doubt of her idea what these two hours would be like. His slacks pooling around his ankles, his erect penis pointing straight up from the tangle of his pubic hair took her breath away. Pressing her scented, naked body against him, she felt the rigid male organ aligning with her vulva, she opened her thighs, and his penis found its target and slipped into her without any guidance, burrowing into her vagina.

“I need you,” he mumbled, grabbing and tightening his grip on her rear.

Gasping at the sudden pleasure of his ingression, her mouth formed an "O", she fiercely clawed his buttocks, urging him to go as deep as possible, her facial expression that of extreme pleasure. Picking her up, her legs wrapped around his torso, his penis penetrated deeper, and hot sensations in her vagina made her gasp again, as he touched her G-spot. His penis entering so swiftly and deep felt extremely good, even without the preliminary foreplay, but she had prepared to have him before he showed up.

Stumbling toward the bed, severely restricted in his mobility with his pants around his ankles and his penis in Vai, Gábor waddled like a penguin. Aware that this could be the last opportunity that he could be with her if Helena objected to Vai's idea, his fervour peaked, and being in Vai felt like his first time when he was with a woman, hot and urgent.

"Ah, yes. I wanted this since we stopped last night," he admitted.

Lowering her onto the bed caused him to slip out of her. With her assistance, he inserted his shaft and penetrated her again.

"Oh god, Vai, I must be out of my mind or I'm going crazy," Gábor squeezed the words out from between clenched teeth. Vai was as incredibly intoxicating, as much as Helena. If someone would have posted a question to him about whom he'd rather be with, he couldn't have answered it.

"No. You're not. You're coming to your senses. Let's enjoy it together," she replied, her hot breath wheezed near his ear. He kissed her and then breathlessly she pulled his shirt up and his penis slipped out of her.

Vai slithered off the bed and sank to her knees as he stepped away from his slacks. With his erect penis in front of her, she took him in her mouth without any hesitation. One hand on his butt, the other holding his shaft, she tasted herself on him, ran her tongue around and around the glands; licking and sucking it like a lollipop. Her muffled moans and murmurs created a vibration that stimulated him even more.

With her hair in his hands, he closed his eyes in ecstasy, his breath accelerated. Her hands on his butt, her lips closed tightly around his shaft, he remembered the first time with Helena and how it was; the same urge drove him now, he wanted to come but first he wanted to eat her pussy. He just had to have a taste of her.

"Your mouth is driving me crazy, Vai," and reluctantly he pulled his penis out of her mouth while she tried to suck harder. With a pop, his penis came out of her mouth and she looked questioningly up into his eyes. He picked her up from her knees and sat her on the bed.

"I want to taste you. Let me eat you."

Vai, with a deep sigh and anticipation, laid back on the bed, wanting to feel his mouth and tongue on her and the idea alone made her tremble. She had thought about oral sex sometimes and last night doing it with Gábor woke her appetite and desire for it.

Once she had experienced Enoki's mouth on her and it was more like a kiss, too short. She had no experience in that and wanted to know what that was like and shook with anticipation. Her legs on the edge, he spread and lifted them onto his shoulder, her labia open and inviting, he wanted to taste her nectar. With his head between her legs, looking at her purple pussy, the pubic hair just above her swollen sex, still wet from the shower and the short penetration, her feminine odour strong in his nostrils, all restraint vanished and he dove in. Vai jumped when she felt his lips and tongue on her. The sensation was entirely different from her fingers she used when she masturbated. First of all, it was Gábor, and then the moisture of his lips and tongue, licking her sensitive petals, penetrating, sucking, and titillating her clitoris was sensational. Above all, seeing his head between her legs eating her pussy was more than she dared to dream. "Ah, yes. That feels good. I love it."

Moaning with delight and rolling her pelvis against his strong lips, feeling the heat rising in her body, her hands rose to her breasts, massaged, and squeezed them. Between the sensation of playing with her breast and his mouth on her core, her arousal escalated rapidly. Alternately he flicked and then swiped with the tip of his tongue over her soft inner lips and her clitoris. Her breath came harder and louder, sounds of pleasure filled the room. His hands slid over her thighs and hips, her flat belly caressing her, felt her hip bones and moved inward. Spreading her wet lips upward, exposing her clitoris and licking her gently, drove her insane. When he started sucking on the hard knob while his tongue titillated her, he elicited a cry from her lips.

"Mon dieu. This is it. Don't stop." Time had lost its meaning and Vai had no idea how long he pleasured her this way, but she felt a heat in her abdomen and her sex as if the sun had been planted in her. His tongue teased her, laved, then used his lips, he created a seal and sucked on her pussy lips and probed with his tongue into her soft folds, licked her inner labia. Vai's bottom gyrated and heaved upward toward his mouth in a frantic effort to achieve her climax. Her moans of pleasure accompanied his ministrations. His head between her legs, his soft lips, and strong tongue exploring her pussy drove her buttocks off the bed and into his face. She cried out his name, panted, giddy with pleasure and felt her body turning hot and shaking uncontrollably.

"Oh oui, oui, yes, Gábor, god, Gábor, Je viens, I'm coming."

Suddenly she arched her back, pressed his face to her sex, and held him there as her spasms ripped through her. Vai convulsed, laughed, and cried with pleasure for what seemed an eternity and only slowly, she came off her high plateau, but far from having had enough. Happy that she had come to his oral stimulation Gábor continued licking her vulva, savouring her taste. It was different from that of Helena. Where Helena tasted fruity, Vai had a vanilla flavour, both very appealing to him. But still, Vai wanted more and wondered if she could ask him to do something she had read about but never did. Now the time seemed right to ask. And then Vai surprised him with a request.

"I want more. I want you to fill me. Would mind using your finger in my rear while you eat me? I've never had that and I want to know how that feels," she moaned. "Please."

That was coming as a surprise given her lack of sexual experience with men, but she could have heard about it and was curious. Helena liked it on occasions too. It was not something he did often, but he seldom turned down a woman's request. If she wanted it and was clean, he’d do it unless it would cause pain or discomfort in either.

This was within his comfort zone and he complied. Her legs were spread wide and open during his oral stimulation, and now he continued gently kissing her inner thighs, making feathery strokes across her belly, breasts and ribs, fanning her fire, moving towards her sex again. Vai's breath, ragged and heavy, sometimes gasping, then withheld came in spurts and her writhing body yearned for his tongue, lips, and fingers. Zeroing in on her core again and gently licking her lips, Gábor slid his fingers between her slippery cheeks and into her crevice, teasing her perineum and occasionally probing her rectum. His tongue licked her clitoris and the entire area. Vai tossed her head from side to side ecstatically; her hands bunched the bedspread in her fists as he sucked on her clitoris, the newness of this activity overwhelming. Her entire body was covered crimson red blotches, her breath came in laboured moans, panting hard and rapid she strained up to meet his tongue.

"Gábor, my god, this is driving me crazy. Eat my pussy, it feels so good," she squeezed her breasts and nipples, raised her legs up on the bed and opened her legs as wide as she could. And just like with Helena, he could not have enough of her. Pleasuring and seeing her ecstatic turned him on too.

"Fill me Gábor. I want to feel your finger in my rear while you're eating me."

Moving his hand under her buttocks and between her legs, he lifted his mouth a little and inserted his index finger into her vagina and his middle finger to the tight cringle of her anus, slowly penetrating her while his tongue lapped her juices and flicked at her clitoris.

"Ah yes, more, go deeper, faster" she implored, and he responded by pushing deeper and moved his fingers faster in and out of her wet pussy and rectum. Panting harder Vai's thrusts became more urgent, she cried his name again and again as her urge to release her tension intensified. Gábor searched for her G-spot, found the magic button and stroking it to her delight.

Vai was very wet and hot and her hands were roaming over her breasts, belly, and his head. She pressed his head harder to her sex. Restlessly her legs opened, closed and opened wide, lifted and rolled her bottom while Gábor's index finger played her G-spot while his middle finger, wet with her juices, probed her extremely tight rear. She groaned with pleasure. This she never had experienced before. All of her lower section of her body turned into a cauldron of intense and chaotic energy seeking release.

"Oh, oh please, oya, oya, oya, that feels so good. Go deeper, harder. Make me come," she urged him as his finger wiggled and slipped deeper, moving in and out of her orifices rapidly. Pressing through her perineum wall towards her vagina Vai thrashed, squealed, and tossed her head from side to side, a thought about his first-time anal experience with a girl flashed in his mind. She had insisted and he gave in because she claimed she enjoyed it more than vaginal penetration. He had felt wickedly dirty until he met with Helena. With her, it seemed clean and natural, just another way to raise her pleasure. They did it with plenty of lubrication occasionally and it seemed she reached higher levels of arousal when he stimulated her anus during intercourse.

Now with Vai, it seemed to be the same thing and because of her uninhibited and natural enjoyment, he was happy pleasing her this way. Her body arched and began to convulse rhythmically, and a wailing escaped her. Suddenly she stopped, tensed for a few seconds as he had observed before, held her breath, and then she shrieked, "OH, YES, YES, oh my god, I'm coming," and climaxed violently. His finger in her anus and pussy felt as if in a vice. Her skin turned a darker color as the blood under it flushed her. Her belly undulated rapidly and she pushed her pelvis hard against his mouth, assisted by her hands pressing his head onto her as if she wanted to have it inside her vagina. Gábor could barely stay with her. Her body rolled, lifted, and gyrated like a spinning top in its final stages for what seemed to last minutes before it collapsed. Gábor lifted his head, removed his hands, and placed them on her thighs. Vai had released a large amount of bodily fluids and the rumpled bed sheets were soaked with it. She lay almost motionless except for a gentle undulation of hips and bottom as she made love to some unseen presence still. Her breath was a hoarse rasping and then she opened her eyes. Irises, dark and dilated looked at him. Her heart pounded in her chest like galloping horse hooves and slowly her focus returned. Smiling dreamily up at him she reached for his hands, pulling him up beside her. He put his arm under her head.

"I want you in my life forever and hope Helena will agree. I feel like I could fly. I never thought sex could be like this. This was the first time I ever came through oral stimulation and having your fingers in my butt and pussy felt hot, -no-, fantastic. You are a magician. I love you."

"I love you too Vai. I love going down on you, making love to you, and I loved it, but I just don't know how Helena will take this and I don't want to lose her or you, I told you that. I really love you both. I don't know what to do if she says ‘no'," he reiterated his fears.

"I'm certain she really loves you too, I'm absolutely sure of that; I feel it in my heart, Gábor. You are a person who will attract only open-minded people. Helena must be open-minded or she would not stay behind while you go out in a boat to do whatever you need to do. She would not give you the freedom to be you. She must be someone who believes that a person is with you and not for you. Any person, who wants to own another, will hold on tight. I haven't met her yet, but deep inside I feel I know her, she feels like part of me when I think about her; she is more like a sister. I can't even imagine you without her. Does that not make sense to you? I feel that she wants me to be with you and her. Can't you feel it?"

“Are you into woman, bisexual?” he asked.

“Gábor, I have never been with a woman before and don’t know whether I am or not. I enjoy sex and especially since I’m with you, but at the same time I see nothing wrong with sexual interaction between consenting adults whatever gender they are. Would you have a problem with that?”

“I don’t, but Helena might.”

“I think most women would accept sexual interaction between them. It’s not really fucking, but sensuality. Men and women masturbate because they enjoy the results and don’t care much about whether it’s with a man or a woman. Here we say; “in the dark all cats are black and cuddly.”

He had to laugh at that. Did Vai mean she liked Helena and desired her intimately, as a lover perhaps?

Helena's words echoed in his mind and he wondered what she really meant. They haven't met and Helena had only sensed Vai through the link and said: "I like her too. She is sexy. I can see us being close friends."

He took Vai's hands and felt the same electricity he felt with Helena. Her words sounded true and she summed up Helena better than anyone else he knew and that without even meeting her. Was it intuition, instinct? Where did she get her knowledge? She's too young to be this knowledgeable. But it was true; Helena was very open-minded and had never limited him in any way. She had always encouraged him to be free.

Once there was a client he felt attracted to and mentioned it to Helena. She laughed and had asked why he didn't invite her for supper, meaning his cooking would make her stay for the night. He had laughed because he thought it was a joke. Was she serious then? He did like that woman. Blond, funny, she had a great figure and her response to his massage was lively and erotic. Her moans had turned him on and he was sure she wanted more than just a massage. But in spite of all that he had enough self-discipline not to act on it and referred her to a colleague after that. That was the end of it. In addition to that, he was in love with Helena and she with him. He didn’t think she would want a woman.

Vai was different and not only in looks. Her beautiful face, eyes, and lips were not like Helena's. Vai had exotic features where Helena's were Slavic and he loved both types. Their character was different in some ways too. Where Helena was a seeker, Vai seemed a mystic. He wished to have both these women as his life companions. They both suited his needs. It was not only about sex for him; it was the contrast in their character, yet so much the same as to how they affected him. He could feel both women's love as much emotionally and spiritually as well as physically and he wanted them both in his life forever as companions. Could it work?

"I would love to have you in my life and not just for sex. I love you as you are, your spirit, your mind, your entire being, but it is not my decision alone, Vai. What if Helena doesn’t like us to be together?"

"Let’s find out. If she doesn’t, I’ll step back. I love you with all my heart Gábor. I want you to know that. There is something I must tell you, but it is not the right time …later when things have settled. And talking about sex, we're not finished yet. I want you in me now. You've got me hot and I'm not letting you go until I feel you coming in me, inside my pussy. I'm safe for a few more days and I want to have this opportunity with you. I know I will not be pregnant."

"I don't know Vai. I'm an old man, you know?"

"You can protest all you want, I don't believe you. Let's see."

Disengaging she sat up on his lap, facing him, she inserted his semi-rigid penis without any play into her pussy and to her delight it came back to life in an instant. The expansion of his shaft in her vagina created a very pleasant feeling of life growing in her.

"As I see it there is still a lot of life in this and not like any old man I know," she jested and lowered herself on him. Like last night, it was a tight fit and the friction she felt was exquisite and sent shivers through her as she slowly pumped up and down on him, then up again until his head slipped out and then entered her again. She enjoyed how the head spread her vagina repeatedly, and went deeper with each thrust. Kissing him and sucking on his tongue at the same time produced a sensation of having his cock in her mouth as well.

Remembering his first time with Helena when they made love for two days every way they knew and he had ejaculated fifteen times in those two days, he now felt the same vigor with Vai. Feeling her hot, tight wetness sheathing his shaft like a silk glove he glided up and down inside her. Wanting to thrust into Vai as deep as he could, he strained up, looking into her eyes as she moved for and back, taking his penis deep with each move. Her sex descended on him and she murmured with each downward move.

"I want you deeper, ah, deeper, yes, like that." She reclined a little and felt more pressure toward her front, the glans of his penis stimulated her G-spot more intensely, and she felt each centimeter.

"Oh yes. That's it," groaning, she released a rugged breath, sweat covered her body. Vai was young and did not have regular sex, he presumed, she was tight but used her PC muscles well and it benefited him.

She was a natural. Moreover, She loved experimentations, was open to sex, and had no hang-ups and that made up for in experience. Looking at her now was turning him on as she put a finger on her pussy lips and stimulated her clitoris. Her head thrown back sounds of pleasure came from her in an unrestricted way as she impaled herself on his rigid shaft. Gábor's hands on her hips assisted her with her movements and then he was inside her all the way. Vai rose until his penis head was just a fraction inside her and then she pressed down with a big sigh. She did this a few times and her breath became heavy and her moans more articulate.

"Gábor, harder, ah, more, yes, yes. God, your cock feels so good in me." Her body gyrated, rolled, and plunged down hard on him all the way. His penis disappeared in her sex completely to the root.

"Are you ready? I'm just about coming again. I want you to come," she wheezed, yearning to feel him ejaculating into her.

He planned to pull out of her when he came, knowing that it wouldn't do any good anyway. If she ovulated, it would take only a few drops and she would become pregnant, but if she just had her menstruation and was safe, he would love to pump his sperm into her. If things were different, maybe even settled, he would love to have a baby with her. Still, better be safe. He felt the familiar signs of his ejaculation, spasms at the base of his spine intensified and then there was the point of no return. His ejaculation unstoppable now he intended to pull out, better safe than sorry, he thought.

"O no. Don't pull out. I want you to come in me. Together," she urged and pressed down onto him. Her own climax had started as well.

He surrendered to her wish and pushed deeper, feeling the surge as his semen rushed towards his glands then he exploded. With a shout, he ejaculated into her. He came hard and it felt extremely good to come in her. Union. Hot semen jetted into Vai like a fountain.

Vai's own climax was just as intense. Feeling his spasmodic pulsing inside her as he came, she held her breath for a moment, focusing on the feeling of him coming in her. It seemed as if his penis got bigger and had a life of its own, touching her in her core. Twitching and jerking, she felt him shudder. Jet after jet, squirt after squirt of sperm seemed to flood her, filling her, She treasured that sensation. It gave her the sense of what it was to be a woman and she had thoughts of many children with him and then she felt something else.

Something was happening in her pelvis, a feeling as if she had to pee. "God, I think I'm coming again."

Unexpectedly she felt contractions again, another climax hit her again, and she cried out.

"Oh yes, oh god, I love fucking with you."

Vai had never experienced multiple orgasms with another man and had only read about it on the Internet and now she had it with Gábor. She stiffened for a few seconds before she climaxed and then turned wild. She cried, laughed and babbled in French, Maori, and English and fucked his shaft like she was possessed. Vai's ecstatic cries of pleasure seemed to invigorate him too. Her vagina rippled deep inside her as wave after wave washed hot through her, her movements turned spasmodic and her shrieks must have been audible in the other bungalows, but she was beyond care. Gábor came again too, jetting his seed into her as she slammed down onto him. Their passionate shouts of pleasure mingled. Her hips were moving in circular motion, milking him for all the sperm he had and then it was over for him.

Slowly they calmed down and Gábor expelled his breath through pursed lips. Both trembled and felt the deep glow of sexual bliss and gratification. She felt deeply united with him, a union she dreamed about, desired, and felt something beyond happiness or sexual satisfaction. It was a feeling of being home, a belonging and wholeness, a desire to be in his life forever. She had to meet Helena and become an integral part of his family. She was certain of her approval and smiled at the thought. She looked forward to seeing Gábor pleasing Helena as he had pleased her. It would make her happy to see them together.

Vai's hair covered half her face made her look like a goddess, her eyes were bright and shone like diamonds, and her perspiration covered her entire body. She bent down to Gábor and kissed him playfully. He kissed her back with a smile on his face. At this moment he felt happy to see her happy.

"This was the best sex I've ever had, old man. I love how it feels when you come in me. I love the way you make me feel like a woman and how you ignite my passion. I love you so much Gábor, I could die or make love to you day and night and never have enough. I have never come more than once before. Never even thought I could. In addition, I know the secret why Helena is with you and I want to congratulate her for having found a man like you. I want to share you with her and we all can be together."

Gábor furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean by that; sharing?"

"Let's have a shower before Ma or Ivan get back. They could be back any minute now. I'll tell you later."

Both got up from the bed and pulled off the sheets. A large, wet spot was on the covers and on the mattress and the whole room smelled like sex. Quickly they changed the bed and took a shower, washing each other's body and he got hard again, the same way as it was with Helena. Vai noticed with amusement that he still could be fun.

"Let me repeat; I could make love with you day and night and never get enough of you. We have to find a way. I don't think I could or would want to be with anybody else. I have found what I was looking for all my life. I found you." Gábor said nothing. That is how he felt for Helena and wondered how it was possible to feel that with more than one person. He towelled her off and then himself, and put on his clothes. She walked to the bed to pick up the package with the clothes and smiled. Her whole body vibrated and she felt as if he was still inside of her and wished it were so. A deeply satisfied glow permeated her body and centered in her vagina and she felt a pulsing in her genitals. If this was what it felt like to be a woman, then she could accept any challenges life would present. She felt powerful.

With Gábor at her side, she could face anything. She felt as if her heart had expanded and love like a million suns shone inside her and she almost cried with joy. The panties that she had on before she took the shower were fresh and she put them on, then she opened the package and put on the pants and the blouse Ivan had ordered. The bra she left in the box. It was the perfect fit, but she preferred not to wear one. Vai looked great in her white, wide slacks with a red, low cut blouse. She turned and posed for him playfully, and he laughed. Vai was a young woman full of life and playful, a fresh wind in an old attic. She and Helena were so much alike, that he felt he had double the pleasures of any man in the world.

They opened all the blinds and used the deodorant from the bathroom to cover up the heavy odour of sex, then went to the laundry to deposit the bed sheets in the bin and sat down in the lounge just as Ivan walked in. Vai involuntarily looked quickly down on herself to assure Gábor's semen was not staining her pants because she felt filled with it.

"Sorry I'm late guys, but Downtown Papeete is a zoo. Vai, you look great in that outfit, it looks as if it was made just for you. Did you wash your hair? Ah, never mind. We have to go to the boat and check if all the stuff is still there or not. Your mother heard there is a lot of theft going on and I wanted to take you guys with me so you won't feel so much alone."

"We actually started to have a good time, Ivan. Gábor and I get along pretty well and we wanted to eat something. Do we have time for that?"

"Good idea. I can tell you two got along well. I have to tell you about the crazy Frenchies at the hospital. Your mother is worried about you."

Gábor had a funny feeling about Ivan's long-winded talk and changing topics four times in one breath.

"You sound all wound-up Ivan. Did you run into something?"

"I can't keep a secret for just a couple of hours? Let's eat and then talk. It's easier on a full stomach." There was tension in his voice and he looked almost angry, Gábor thought. They ordered food, ate in silence, paid and walked to the car and got in. Ivan did not start the engine and for a while, there was a heavy silence in the car. Both, Vai and Gábor felt this awkwardness and assumed it had something to do with them. Gábor felt a knot in his stomach and waited for Ivan to open the can of worms if there was one. He didn't have to wait long. Ivan turned and looked at Vai and Gábor almost furiously.

"There is no use keeping secrets, kids and you know what I mean. It is all over you and I wonder what you will do with yourself and your family, Gábor. Helena is a beautiful and good woman and she loves you. You have a child together. What are you two thinking? Are you two out of your minds? Vai, you know he is married. You may think you are in love, I don't disregard it, but you're wrecking a loving relationship.

And you Gábor, I'm deeply disappointed in you. I would never have expected you to act irresponsibly, but you're risking everything for a fling. Helena will find out what you're doing. She's not stupid. She is a very loving woman and more liberal than the Statue of Liberty, but you must give her the option to choose what path to follow if you two keep it going. Make your choice. Which one of these two women will you choose? I want to know…no, I must know; will you leave Helena or Vai?"

Vai looked at Ivan with a serious expression on her face. She caught on very fast and did not need to rehearse what she wanted to reply because it came from her heart and her authentic intention, but Gábor paled. According to his Judeo-Christian mindset, Ivan caught him cheating on his wife. His old conditioning jumped right in his face and he felt guilt like a fist in his solar plexus. Shame washed over him like scalding water. Then Vai spoke to Ivan with a calm, but clear voice.

"Gábor does not need to make a choice, Ivan because I have not given him an ultimatum. I love him but have no intention of taking him away from his wife. I want Helena and Leo to be my family. I want to join his family. I am in fact hoping he will talk to Helena about me and I think she is a bit more open to strange concepts than you men generally are. I want to ask Helena to allow me to marry Gábor too like she did. It is not my intention to steal him from her; as I said, I want to be a part of the family. I'm not asking him to make a choice but to accept me and I hope Helena will too." Vai took a deep breath and continued. "It seems men want to own, win, conquer while women want to enjoy. Men are proud of their toys and think of toys when they are with a woman. They have created a world where they treat everything as merchandise; even women, and worse still; women have adapted to that concept and many are selling themselves. I have nothing to sell. I'm sharing what I have and that is love to this man and his family. For me, it is not this or that, but this and that. I'm willing to bet Helena feels the same way or she would not be with Gábor. He would be a fool to leave Helena for me and I would lose my respect for him if he did, so you may relax. There is no choice to be made between Helena and me, whether she accepts me as consort to Gábor or not. I'll accept her decision whatever it is. It's called integrity."

She moistened her lips with her tongue, holding Ivan with her eyes. "You stood by him when Ma found out your deception and you risked losing Ma. You claimed you had a principle that you followed. But in reality, you followed your love for Gábor and his family. Will you deny Gábor to follow his love?"

"And what love is that, Vai? Follow the Dick?" Ivan flared. His voice held anger, bewilderment, and disappointment, but he still listened.

"Follow your Love would describe it better, Ivan. There is no need to be cynical. Some people have created laws and moral concepts for others to follow, ideas they came up with, disregarding that not all have the same ideas and they overruled minorities who may have had something great to contribute. You, Gábor, and a million others are following their lead without much awareness, accepting their leadership without questioning. But the masses don't think. They follow leaders like sheep. Thinking people are the minority and others ostracize them. I take you to be a thinker and a man of principle borne out of love. Use your talent. Gábor does not love me for my looks but for what he feels; love, and he is waking up to it. He is not following his dick. He follows his heart like I do." Her eyes were gentle, but her voice was clear and her message strong.

"Ma loves you not knowing why. She loves what she feels about you. She would have had to let you go if she would follow her principle because of your lie. I know that absolutely for sure. She doesn't like liars, but she follows love. That's why Helena is with Gábor; not for principle, but love, that is why I will follow Gábor, and I want to be where he, Helena and their son is. Our love will unite us. Ownership divides; mine, yours. I will not take Gábor away from Helena; I want to give myself to them. However, the choice if she wants me is hers and that is why I want Gábor to talk to Helena. There will be no hiding behind a lie. She will know what has happened from us. Whatever their decision will be, I'll accept, but the choice is theirs and mine and no one else's, not even yours or my mother's. I would be very sad if Helena decides against a union and I would miss being a part of what I would like to call a symbiotic relationship. I would accept it and move on with my life, but there is something telling me Helena feels like me, and for that, I'll risk all, my happiness and my love." Ivan had listened and was quiet for a long time while Gábor was in his own world. Vai had defended the love they shared and not herself. She defended her love to him, made no excuses and she was clear what she would like to see happen: him talking with Helena and telling her what happened and allowing her to make a choice. But what did she mean by marrying him too? He was married already and there was no institution that would marry them while he still had a wife and he would never divorce Helena.

He had to talk with her about that. He loved her but had no idea how to consolidate his marriage with what he had with her. That she didn't ask for a divorce sounded fair, but joining his family sounded too wild. How? Gábor was confused like Adam on Mother's Day. With a sudden move, Ivan started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.

"You're very good with words and arguments Vai, I'll give you that. I was very impressed with your way of thinking, but this is a bit too much for me. I will think about what you said and I'm very curious to hear what Helena will say. I will not talk to your Mom about what I saw, but I suggest you two be more careful in the future if there is one for you two, but I want you to know that I will be watching."

"You saw us?" Gábor asked shocked to have been observed.

"Gábor, I have been here over an hour and was looking for you when I heard Mata Hair having the time of her life with you. If you are the same way with Helena, you will have two women on your neck for the rest of your life. You're doomed."

"As well as you after what you did with Ma, you will be her love slave forever, Peeping Tom."

"You're not going to blackmail me, are you?"

"I'll think about it, Rasputin"

"You do that, Mata Hair. It will be like Spies R Us, scary," he made a funny face and they laughed and it broke the tension.

"One can never escape his own shadow, Mr. Miyagi."

Gábor wondered what he possibly could say. His best male friend chastised him for making love with Vai, and rightly so, but curiously, he didn't feel guilty about what Vai and he did after the little speech that Vai made. He only wished to have been able to keep this situation a secret until he'd talked to Helena, and before anybody else discovered them.

What he wanted was to be with Helena and talk with her about what happened and make sure she knew from him what occurred.

After all, he got confused and misunderstood what she meant by "seeing him with Vai", but still, there was no excuse for it. He realized that it was his own promise he broke. He just put her into the frame of mind to trust him. Well, he just proved that he could not be trusted. Gábor felt miserable. He wanted to talk with her and beg her to forgive him. He wanted to explain to her that Vai was not just some sexual fancy.

And come to think of it: why should it not be possible for a person to love two or even many women? If they were in agreement, where would the problem be? He knew from his own praxis that polygamy existed in some parts of Europe and even in Canada, but laws tried to eliminate it.

Then there was the other issue. What if Helena wanted the same rights? What would he feel if she would want to have sex with someone else?

He would grant her the same rights out of his rotten feeling of bad consciousness, but he would not like it. Would it make a difference to him if it were with a friend of his, like Ivan? What if she came up to him and said; I want to sleep with Ivan? He came to the conclusion that he would not want to be there and wouldn't want to know. He was a coward. How could he expect her to tolerate Vai as his lover when he couldn't allow her the same privileges?

Gábor had a big headache and was happy when they arrived in the Marina and got out of the car. Vai seemed to know what was going on in him, regarded him with a compassionate look, gave his hand a quick tender squeeze, and walked toward the dock where they had left the boat. He followed her beside Ivan a few meters.

"I am sorry for you to have had to witness my indiscretion, Ivan. I really care and feel for her the way I thought I could only feel for Helena, you must believe me, but there is something about Vai that I can't resist. Please allow me to handle this with Helena my way. I will talk with her honestly, but let her hear it from me." His friend looked at his face and saw nothing but contrite and a genuine expression of a tormented man.

"I feel sorry for all of you, but you have my word, I'll keep it to myself. Just make sure you handle it like a man."

Silently they caught up with Vai who looked over the tender and seemed content with what she saw.

32 HINANU

 Commotion brought him out of his thoughts. Simultaneously Leilani and Vai jumped from their seats and greeted the almost twin of Vai. Except for a white streak in her hair, and irises the color of green amber, she looked like a slightly more mature version of her sister and the connecting bridge between Vai and her mother.

Dressed in low-cut long, white pants that hugged her curvaceous hips perfectly, a dark-green blouse with the tails tucked into her pants, she looked fabulous. The bronze color of her skin in stark contrast with her white pants offset the dark-green material of her blouse. She could have been a beauty queen contestant, the same as any of her family.

Hinanu was older than Vai, a bit more mature perhaps, but one had to look more closely to see the difference between the two, but with the three women together they could easily pass for sisters. The women hugged, kissed, and brought the newcomer to the table. The men got up and hugged the young woman then the server came with their order, looked at Hinanu and asked if she would like to have something. She ordered a coffee.

"Isn't Hinanu beautiful?" gushed Vai. She was obviously happy to see her and Hinanu's bright smile looked as happy as that of her sister.

"Vai has a silver tongue and has youth on her side," declared Hinanu and hugged her sibling. Then she turned to her mother.

"How did you get here Ma and when did you come?" her voice sounded just like that of her mother and Ivan wouldn't have known who'd spoken if he would not have seen her mouth moving.

"This morning, twice, but that is between Ivan and me, you and the rest of the family," she laughed and all others joined in. Leilani had a good sense of humour and evidently she didn't have any problems or hang-ups talking frivolously and openly among friends and family.

"Ma, aren't you supposed to be a good role model for us, being good and such?" Hinanu asked.

"I was good, wasn't I?" Leilani turning towards Ivan she looked questioningly at him.

"Very good," Ivan said with a straight face.

After their laughter calmed down and all composed themselves again, Leilani made the introductions.

"Let me introduce you first before you open your floodgates. This man is Ivan from the former USSR, transplanted to Canada, but he is a good man and this is Gábor from Hungary and quite a worry, a heartbreaker."

"I bet," said Hinanu and a smile played on her lips. She looked at Gábor from top to bottom and then up again, held his eyes for a few seconds, and made him feel uncomfortable. The sisters were barely distinguishable. So much like Vai or her mother, he thought. She looked a bit more experienced, judging by her eyes and demeanour. Hugging and holding on to each other, both young women were about the same height, same build and perhaps the difference was the observant look in Vai's eyes. Hinanu's white streak in her hair, her eyes, and their clothing were the only clearly visible distinguishing marks. She addressed Gábor.

"Jó napot kivánok uram." Her pronunciation wasn't bad at all.

"You speak Hungarian too?" Gábor's chin dropped to the floor.

"Nagyon kicsit," and she looked again at his face and thought it was a good face. Gábor picked his chin up and sat down. Hinanu turned to Ivan.

"Kak tewey pojewaitye,  (how are you) Ivan?"

"Kharasho, wot tak, spaciba. Gawaritje pa Ruskii? (very good, thank you. You speak Russian?)"

"Ya nyie gavaritje pa Ruski. Skoshii. (I don't speak Russian. Just a little)" Ivan turned to Leilani.

"Lani, your daughters should be locked up. They are dangerous to humankind. In Russia, she would be considered a spy."

"Is Ivan your new man Ma?" Hinanu asked.

"Keep it quiet. There are other women who would like to get their hands on him," she laughed and whispered something to her and Hinanu incredulously looked Ivan up, down and up again and said to him: "That is very impressive. Makes me want to have his hands on me too. Ivan, you must tell Jacques how to do it." And all the women laughed in unison.

"How are things going with Jacques?" asked Leilani and for a second Hinanu looked down then at her mother.

"Not as good as things are going with you. Relationships are not easy when man is concerned. You know that Ma. Not bad, but it could be better. We are a bit stressed out with the renovations on the house and we need some impressive things to happen," and she laughed.

"How bit stressed out?"

"Well, just let's say some impressive things need to happen very soon." It was clear she didn't want to go into details and her mother didn't ask more. ‘I must find out what could be so damned impressive,' thought Gábor. After all sat down again and started eating, the conversation began to flow. Hinanu was a woman who could talk up a storm. She talked about the business, her partner's work, hers, of friends; her last holidays in Mexico, and then returned to the newest topic. That was the two men with Leilani and Vai.

"Did you find a boyfriend yet or are you still waiting for the right man to conquer your wild heart?" she asked Vai and before her sister could reply, the waitress appeared with a tray loaded with pastries and assorted chocolate bonbons. Ivan had left while Hinanu talked, made an order at the hotel desk, and was back in his chair ten minutes later. Vai flashing a look at Gábor escaped everybody and Gábor let out his breath while everybody reached for the candy. Saved by chocolate. Hinanu didn't talk much about her partner and the impression Gábor had of her was the need to get something off her chest but didn't really know how to bring it up. She was very pleasant, outgoing, and smiled a lot and her eyes sparkled, and apparently she forgot her question whether Vai had a boyfriend. But then she brought it up again.

"So, you two, where did you pick these men up?" She indicated to Ivan and Gábor.

"Well, they came by boat looking for a man who fell overboard and happened to be washed ashore on Niau. The man had a close encounter with a coconut and a sea monster. Ivan and Gábor were looking for him, found him at the clinic, and we've brought him here. Ivan invited me for dinner in Canada and I accepted. The rest was fun."

"I bet. And what about this heartbreaker?" and she looked closer at Gábor and smiled a confidential smile, almost intimately and Gábor was amazed how similar the sisters were. On first glance, most people wouldn't be able to keep them apart. Vai answered before Leilani could.

"My victim. I caught him in a net he will never escape. He seems to enjoy being a prisoner, thinking he is free. If I torture him enough, he may long for real freedom. I'll teach him all I know about life and freedom."

"Aw, that will be an eternal lesson. You should share your charm and wisdom. That would keep him around, but he looks as if he has some of that himself to share. My advice, keep him interested," she whispered behind her hand but loud enough for all to hear and winked.

"I'm working on it. He has a wife and wants to keep her to himself. You could help me to teach him about women. Maybe the both of us could convince him to break out of his self-made jail and join the living," laughed Vai and Hinanu's eyes blitzed with fun, but Leilani looked a bit troubled. The girls seemed to be on the hunt.

"You girls slow down now. Show some respect for their culture. You are making Gábor uncomfortable. He is much more my age, a serious man and of western upbringing," cautioned Leilani.

"Vai and me, together we are close to your age Ma. That compensates for your expertise. It would be double the fun for a man as well. They always have that on their mind anyway. They only look bashful." The girls laughed as if it was a good joke. "We could all work together." Indeed, Gábor felt like the target of their hilarity.

"I have Ivan now to keep me happy," informed Leilani.

"Yes, and you both look as if you're enjoying each other's attention."

Ivan listened to the women and laughed with them. They seemed to like the lighter side of life and it pleased him. He had observed Gábor and the girls during this joking and noticed him a little off. The young women seemed to make him nervous and that was something new. He looked as if he was caught with his fingers in the cookie jar and he wondered why.

"Where will you stay, Ma?" Hinanu turned serious.

"I was going to ask you if you had finished your renovations and if we could stay with you for a few days, but if not, I'll take a hotel. I was hoping to stay with you and use your address and residence so the gendarmes have an address where they can contact Gábor with regards to the hospitalized man."

"Sorry Ma, we are still waiting for the plumbing to arrive from Germany and the house is a mess. I’ve been staying in a hotel myself for over a month now. I'm looking forward to moving to France. It will be much easier to get the things I need in a hurry and it's cheaper I might add, and hopefully something will happen there that will impress me, with or without Jacques."

Hinanu glanced at the clock on the wall, drank her coffee in one gulp, and rose. Standing, she seemed much taller and her slender figure made even Ivan look twice.

"Where is my head? I must run. I have a meeting at the school in 10 minutes; I'll contact you after school. Sorry, I've got to go."

She hugged them all in a hurry and rushed toward the exit of the hotel. Gábor followed her with his eyes for a few seconds and admired her gait. It was the same as Vai's, very feminine and their figures were identical. Hinanu turned once more at the exit and threw a kiss toward them all, stopped a taxi, got in and was gone.

"What do you think of my daughters Ivan?"

"I don't believe they are your daughters. You're all sisters."

"Aw, you are such a sweet-talker. But now we need to book some rooms and I need my wardrobe from the hospital." Leilani sighed and told them she would need to take care of Lundy, and then she'd return later to check in and have a shower. Ivan got up, walked to the reception, and came back with three keys three minutes later.

"All taken care of."

"We can't accept that Ivan," protested Leilani, but with a gesture, Ivan cut off her protest.

"You can always reimburse me later, but this young lady needs to clean up as well as you do, and us too. We spent a whole night on the ocean without the possibility of fresh water. You need to go to the hospital and I think you want to have a change of clothes before you go there and Vai too.

"I have no change with me. All our clothes are at the hospital."

"It's taken care off," he repeated. "You took care of us on Niau, we do it here. Dawai."

Their rooms were single occupancy and one double for Ivan and Leilani. One single was for Gábor and the other for Vai. Leilani and Ivan went to the double occupancy to have a shower and Gábor went to his place and had his. Vai took a shower in her cabin. Ten minutes later, a young receptionist knocked on Gábor’s door and told him some packages had arrived and was waiting for him at the desk. Cleaned and shaven, he walked into the reception and it was the outfits for the women that had arrived. Taking them to his bungalow and sitting in front of the entrance, waiting for his friends' appearance, while listening to the sound of running water and some humming of an unfamiliar melody coming from Vai's cabin. A minute later Ivan emerged from his cabin fully dressed. Gábor handed the packages to him. His friend took one and handed back the other.

"What's up with this one?" he asked Gábor.

"It's for Vai," Ivan informed him. "You can give that to her," he then returned to his fare and disappeared inside.

Vai's bungalow was about five meters from his and he heard the water still running. Amused he thought to see a very clean girl when she was done or she loved long showers.

Ivan had returned with the package to his and Leilani's cabin and sat on the bed admiring her figure shamelessly as she combed her hair.

"You have the looks of a teenager," he said to her and she answered with a pirouette and a smile. Her youthful body, a bit wider hips than her daughters', was outstanding. Slender with pert breasts, full and firm, no sagging by any means, flat belly and softly curving abdomen, her legs long and tight buttocks, were those of a young woman. Some silvery stretch marks around her hips and belly showed that she had given birth to at least one child. Her Venus mound with her triangular trimmed short, dark pubic hair accentuated her very feminine look and sexy shape. Nobody would believe that she would turn forty in December. Leilani was the older version of Vai and when they were at the beach on Niau, Ivan had seen both naked and they had just about the same built. Leilani was sexy and fit and there was the element of maturity that Ivan saw. Ivan was of the old school. If he were to make a choice between an older and a younger woman, he would choose the older. He preferred women that had experience and were mature. He had observed that almost all the beautiful young women lost their shape when they got older, but in a mature woman, one already knew how they looked and there were no surprises later. Leilani had a fully developed body that would not change much with the years. She looked at him with a twinkling in her eyes and stepped closer.

"Do you like my body?" she asked knowing well he did. He had caressed her body while she showered rather lavishly and she almost dropped the idea of going to the hospital.

"You have the body of a goddess," he replied.

"Just give me a kiss for now. I'm in a terrible rush. We will be back in a few hours and have all day and night to play." Ivan pulled her closer and kissed a breast. Her body reacted instantly, her nipples hardened and Leilani gasped. A heat wave shot to her vagina and she almost sat down on his lap, wishing his rod would impale her and doing its magic, but she caught herself.

 "I must go. See you later, Mr. Miyagi." She put on the clothes Ivan gave her. She looked breathtaking. Ivan had guessed her size perfectly and the two-piece outfit was professional and elegant. Where did he get the time to do these things?

"Vai. Vai. Are you ready? We need to go. What takes you so long? Come on," she called toward Vai's bungalow from the door.

"Ten minutes," Vai sounded as if she was chewing on something.

"I have no ten minutes Vai. We must go now before the shift changes." Ivan got up and came to the door.

"I'll drive you there and pick you up when you're ready."

"Maybe that will be better. These young women take forever."

"Ivan will take me there. Relax. I will be back in a few hours," she called to Vai. "Let's go Rasputin." taking Ivan by the hand they left.

31 VAI

"No kidding," said Gábor, "but I find it rather inspirational. She had given me a lot to think about and I wonder if I could keep up with her in a philosophical debate. I've learned several things from her. She has deep insights. I don't really know from where as we don't have many books of that kind around here and no library on Niau."

"What kind of views are we talking about?" asked Ivan.

"Basically any," Leilani answered, her eyes moving from Vai to Ivan, to Gábor and back to Ivan. "It seems to me, she has a deep understanding of universal principles. Do you remember when she challenged you about ‘Why not drive several men wild instead of one?' You know the truth behind that one too. All men chase after girls since they were born male, well, some don't, so why would a female not desire a man? Some don't even care, male or female or both. We are not that different.

I don't want to go into details now, but it suffices to mention that all of us have been born into societies and have been brainwashed and indoctrinated since birth, pushed and directed into established culturally accepted ideologies and moral concepts and Vai seems not much affected by it or is too rebellious to accept them. She has…shh… wait, let me finish," she stopped her daughter from interrupting her, "...she has her own ideas and opinions and will have a difficult time finding a partner because she won't tolerate dogmas or people that are close-minded and set in their ways.

She feels no-one person may own another, that all people should be living their lives according to their own choices. I would agree with that, but it would take a lot of work to eliminate the insecurities in people, including me. Most people in a larger society abandon responsibility for themselves by letting other people make choices for them, and then the rulers make laws that others may not agree with, and so it creates friction and the people who don't conform they call immoral, their actions illegal, they become renegades and are ostracized. Kind of what you are going through with Leo. Society will reject him because he is physically different, but if you succeed in making society accept him, you could show kids like Leo and Vai how to survive emotionally and physically against ingrained perpetual stupidity. They then have a chance to change their immediate community and perhaps their whole country.

Vai may be young, but very intelligent and if she makes the right choices in life, she could affect large groups. However, if she is not careful, she could become a victim. I don't know if she is strong enough to deal with society's "demands." She would need a person open and wise enough to accept her as she is, or a sage from the Himalayas to guide her, or at least a protector to keep her out of harm's way from others and herself.  She is very outspoken against religious education and calls religion a mind pollutant. Taking on religions and established institutions like that will get her in deep trouble." Leilani explained and then turned to her daughter with a smile of a proud mother. "Now, it's your turn."

The three of them listened attentively and then Vai wanted to say something, looking at Gábor for a second and then talking generally to all of them.

"Thanks for speaking for me Ma, but I don't consider myself to be intelligent, but when I'm listening to the missionaries, who claim to be smart and spouting childish nonsense from their books, all I see is dogma repeated ad nauseam. All they know is books and nothing of life. They want to squeeze life into books and in the process take all the life out of living and believe they've found the Philosopher’s stone.

The way I see it, life is a steady change. It is not static as books are. Preachers are immobilizing life by squeezing it into rules written down in them. Books don't change their context and once written, the same words remain for thousands of years. They try to fit life into a fixed and static event while the current of life flows past them."

"What do you think of books Vai? There are a lot of written spiritual texts like the Bible, the Koran, the Vedas, the Upanishads, the Gita, and the I Ch'ing, Tao, Zen and Judean writings like the Torah. Aren't they helping?" Ivan had read most of them and was curious what Vai knew about them.

"It doesn't really matter what books were written. Those are just books with scribbles in them. They may be like fingers pointing to the moon, but these fools are mistaking the pointing finger for the moon. The purpose of writing a book is to propose an idea that people will follow, thus to control them and be able to predict their behaviour. Some of the books are helpful finding good advice and pointing inwards towards oneself, like the oracle of Delphi recommended; man, know thyself. I don't know much about Zen or Taoism, but they sound interesting. Books that promote that self-discovery are useful, others that preach dogmas and the belief of Creation, are foolish. Nothing was created. Existence is the only thing eternal; it's reality, as we know it. Some might call it Is-ness."

"Are you saying there is no Creation?" asked Ivan.

"Ivan, there is only Is-ness. Creation needs a Creator and the next logical question is then; who created the Creator? Priests like the idea of a creator. They tell you the bible says that there is a Creator, but men, not a god, wrote the bible, as they want you to believe. The base of all that Creation rests on an assumption that says there is a Creator and then written into a book by men. That is the same as a person pulls himself out of a hole by his own hair. Why do you think that god is male, looks like a man, acts, and behaves like one? We're told men were created in the image of god, but by the looks of it, it's men that created a patriarchal god in his image," Vai laid out her point.

Ivan's forehead wrinkled in thought. This concept of existence versus creation made more sense to him despite his many years of practicing meditation and studying philosophies. Almost all of the books spoke of Creation in some form and now Vai put things in a different way. What Vai said sounded like existentialism. Did she study that or was that her own idea derived from observation?

"So those books are misleading then? Is that what you're saying? Are you suggesting we shouldn't follow their guidance?"

"Only fools follow books. They can only point in a direction, giving instruction how to reach a certain state of mind, but they can't take you there without the practice they suggest. It's the practice that gives the results, not the belief in the words. Real people follow the flow of life, not scriptures. Books and scriptures can only aim at an idea, but not carry truth. Even historical accounts may contain information about what happened at some time, but not living truth. I want to point out that even historical accounts seldom report the truth. They are accounts of one's impression and then wants to see what happens as the truth."

"Are you saying that there is no truth in books," asked Gábor.

"Look, many books contain some truth in the form of instructions on how to experience truth but without the practice, they are empty words. Truth can only exist in the very present and nowhere else. All else are only memories of moments of truth, as they are perceived. You can find some various good kernels in any dung pile and scriptures are for me nothing more than bullshit as people say in the US and Canada. The most effective lies are the ones that contain a few kernels of truth. The rest is BS. Lies have no duration. They never last. Sooner or later people see the shit for what it is."

"So that would explain why there are so many variations of the Bible. Is that what you're implying?"

Ivan leaned forward, evidently fascinated by Vai's account of her views about religions. She must have read some good books. Gábor was impressed as well and Leilani seemed to enjoy her daughter's impact on them. She had a great gift of talking and making sense.

Vai looked over Ivan and took a deep breath before she continued with her favourite topic.

"When those words from the old scriptures were exhausted and outdated, new ones came up to adjust to the changes and they called it the New Testament or amendment to the law. There were a lot of different religions in the past and more today. When the people that compiled the Book of the Books called the Bible today, they put all that they liked in this one book called Book of the Books. Naturally, that can't be all consolidated without discrepancies. That's why there are so many interpretations of that book and it resulted in over 30,000 Christian denominations today. Any Tom, Dick, or Harry wants to believe that they have found the truth in those books, but writings can only point in a direction. What you discover along the way will give you a different picture, even on the same road.

If you walk down the same road at different times of the day, or during a different season, you will know what I mean. No description from a week before of the same road will fit perfectly. In addition, it really is not important which book one reads and follows. They're all pretty much trying to do the same. It's about how to control the ignorant.

Like a number of blind and ignorant people touching only one part of a cat; one touches the nose, another the tail and third fingers the claw and none is told that it is a cat that they are touching. When they are asked to describe the animal they can describe only what they know, but none of that is even close to the truth of the entire cat, but all will claim and argue that they have experienced the cat in its entirety."

"True, it is difficult to see the entire picture," Leilani agreed with her youngest daughter, "and what I have noticed in England was the many different cultures and nations didn't kill over each other’s ethnicity or religious views, but when I listen to the News coming out of America that seems to be a daily event. What idea could bring people together if not spiritual scriptures? Aren't those books teaching love?"

"No. They talk about it but don’t teach it. No instructions are given, only commandments; do this, don’t do that, but what is love? Nobody really knows. One can only feel it. Love shows in our actions and it create feelings in us and in others. Supporting another in their struggle to achieve their aim, not necessarily ours is something every living being appreciates and reciprocates in some form. It is in the assistance and respect of another’s space, their needs, their way of thinking and doing and that may not be our way. That means being in the service of each other. The only thing that could bring peace is acceptance, Ma.

You said so yourself, not interpretations of it. It's only when people believe that there is only one-way to love we have conflict. Only in the acceptance of our differences, we will find peace and love, not in making all the same.

All so-called holy books attempt to preach the same theme, Loving Kindness and Compassion for everything, that's true, but they argue over the path of how to get there. Look guys, people follow outdated books written long ago and are then in conflict with modern times and insist one must follow their outdated information, and consider others who are living in harmony with a changing world as being wicked and off the "True" path. Who in their right mind would use a map of a country made a hundred years ago to find his way around in the same country today?

It's not supposed to be about loving god or a certain book, but loving good. They have forgotten to practice one more "o" and they pray to the lesser version of "good" called "god" and preach a dogma instead. They love the gods they pray to, not each other, as is written in some books. Almost all of them weave ideologies into the good messages and so create religious ideology. I say; monkey muffins. Let go of all beliefs and live with the living facts of cause and effect. They can't be changed by beliefs or politics and opinions. Religions and opinions insist on creating more problems than anything else in the world.

While they pray to a god, they commit all kinds of atrocities in the name of their gods and expecting their god will forgive or even reward them and create peace, reserve a place in heaven for them. It is for a ‘good cause' and they forgive themselves because it is for a "higher purpose".

It's in our actions that we create the effects, including peace. But the good is not important to them because there is no profit in it, no gain, but looking pious while they screw everybody is. How else could they get ahead? It's like a rush in a supermarket blow-out sale, me first."

Vai's audience had to laugh at the comparison. The image of a mob causing a mad dash and traffic jam to the pearly gates amused them.

Not a friend of organized religion, Gábor wanted to bring up a point about Christianity's "Tree of Knowledge" that they connected with the "Original Sin". Vai regarded him with a nod and a smile.

"Good point. Why was there a tree of knowledge if it was forbidden to eat its fruit? Believers are stupid enough to believe that a god wants them to remain stupid. And they are happy with that because it justifies their laziness to study and acquire knowledge. God seems to be afraid that humans could become more knowledgeable then him and take his job and position so he forbids them to eat the fruit. Was the tree planted there to taunt men? That's a laugh. If there were gods; and let's say the gods created all this so-called intelligent life, then they would expect humans to use that intelligence and would not have restricted them eating from the tree of knowledge and then punish them for having done so and condemning them to eternal hell.

Priests have falsified truth to serve their own purposes and want us to follow their invented truth. They want us to believe their lies, calling them ‘knowledge', and they want us to buy into their ‘knowledge' they are selling, so they can look like good shepherds.

Sheep need shepherds because they are too stupid to think for themselves. There will always be some clever people trying to bamboozle others, and the only way to counteract them is to educate people not through beliefs, but through provable facts and science based on research. Gods would not care what men do with their intelligence.

‘Here is your gift of intelligence. Do with it as you please and have a nice day', they said and moved to another dimension so as not to witness people's clumsy efforts using their minds. I think the greatest gift we have is our mind, but the smallest is our wit to use it well. The gods would have only attached the effect to the cause. Once they have given men intelligence, it is up to men to use it. Otherwise, what would intelligence be good for if we weren't allowed to use it? The same people that are preaching against atrocities are the ones committing them, and then they wonder about the effect of their actions. Talk about ultimate stupidity. If you throw rocks into the water and don't like the splashes, all you have to do is stop throwing the rocks. How much simpler could it be?

As I've said, all religions teach more or less the same thing, love, compassion and respect for everything. Once you practice those values, you don't need the books any longer. I'd recommend: Forget god, love good. However, to these fools, the teachers became more important than their teaching and they want you to follow the teacher instead of the values they taught. Keeping teachers alive for a few thousand years, or even a hundred, makes them stink. They don't save lives. They suck the life out of you. Many of those values are outdated for thousands of years and we still follow them."

Vai lifted a glass of water to her mouth, drank its content, and filled it again. All the others used the time to let her words sink in. Vai's words did not reflect her age and surprised even Ivan and her mother.

"Vai, where did you get all these insights from? I mean there are some values in those books and not all of it is bad. There is some eternal truth in them, don't you think? Calling them BS is a bit harsh."

"That is what makes those books so dangerous, Ma. I said a little while ago, a little truth makes a big lie believable. I'll repeat; you can find in the biggest pile of horseshit a grain of oats that went through the horse undigested. Someone discovered it by accident and presented the whole pile as the truth and sold it to the ignorant, claiming divine inspiration and becomes a priest, selling horseshit." Loud laughter interrupted Vai's speech and not only from their table. Others patrons have followed her talk and Vai's presentation was humorous. She nodded her head in their direction to acknowledge their silent participation, and then she continued.

"Truth is that any person who has a new idea may claim divine inspiration. Yes, there are some good values in books, but it needs intelligence to see what is good and what is self-serving. Some ideas work well for a little while, perhaps even for a year. Values may last longer, but they could also change with circumstances. Times changes, anything alive changes, even solid rocks change. You know that. Life changes, commitments made today to people, to things or situations change, become useless and even detrimental to growth. Even death is impermanent. All that exists is impermanent and Is-ness, the present, is the only and ultimate reality. I believe I've said that before.

It is not necessary to abandon a thing or situation if it works. It is also possible to add something to it and improve it that way. It may grow and flourish to unimaginable heights as long as there is understanding and loving-kindness. As I see it, small-minded ideas and restrictions, traditions, limitations and orthodoxy that imprisons and hold positive developments hostage. Out of fear that we might lose something, we desperately cling to outdated ideas as if they were the paths to salvation.

Take love for example. We find a person and fall in love. Then we are afraid of losing that person and close our fist tightly around them to prevent them from leaving. The other can't breathe, suffocates, wants to escape, and is looking for any opportunity to fly. I've heard somewhere; the embrace of love held too tight would suffocate and even kill the one you love. Let them be free and support their freedom to make their own choices. By assisting them to fulfill their aspirations, they will love you for it and want to do the same for you. They will happily remain because they have the freedom to leave, but that doesn't mean they'll use it.

These are the values that schools would be wise to propagate and teach, not the dogma of dead prophets who couldn't make it work in their time, yet their followers continue with those stupidities and don't see how it destroys freedom and life because they are afraid of it. These fools call themselves knowledgeable, but they are prisoners to their ‘knowledge' and their insecurities and believe that by holding on to a sinking ship, it will save their lives. They are the biggest fools I've had the displeasure to listen to, and they are trying to run the world and save our souls. Heaven, save us from them."

Everybody was silent for several seconds after Vai's speech; even the guests at the other tables were in deep silence, looking at Vai as if she were some alien from another galaxy explaining faster than light travel to some appreciating audience. Ivan broke the silence with a clearing of his throat.

"Never would I have thought to hear this from a young woman like you Vai." His voice expressed the respect he had for her. "I have read books and lived a rough life, but it took me sixty-seven years to meet someone like you. You are not only beautiful and passionate but also wise beyond common understanding. Be careful to whom you speak. You could be very dangerous to any establishment and your youth and beauty will not save you. They still crucify messengers of truth regardless of what or who you are. For my part, I'm impressed."

The other guests at their tables talked in hushed tones among themselves and directed furtive, but respectful glances towards them. Gábor was still in awe and looked at Vai as if he just now realized the depth of her intelligence and his thoughts turned inward. He made love with a Sage. He understood the point she was hinting at. Accepted norms, which were not of his own making, created by others, and accepted without examination of their present values, imprisoned him. He had found a lot of things wrong with the way society was run and rebelled, but still his rebellion was also based on values that were not his own. He just had to look back at how he'd tried resisting Vai because he believed in commitment and loyalty to Helena, instead of to love. Loving Vai didn't change his love for Helena; in reality, it made his love stronger.

Without any doubt, he loved Helena and would do so forever, but he didn't have to exclude anybody else he loved. He had not given Leo the love that he deserved until recently, because he was not what he expected him to be when he created a life together with Helena. Vai asked him last night when he claimed to love Helena if there was a place for somebody else. ‘Loving me does not mean you have to stop loving Helena. And isn't love just love?' He had withheld love from Leo and almost lost Helena because his love was conditional. How could he be free if it was himself creating a condition of thinking he was not free?

He created his own prison with the way he thought. Helena never imprisoned him. He did it all by himself. He had wanted Leo to be human so he could accept and love him. What a bunch of crock. More and more he wanted to embrace these concepts that were new to him and not because they were Vai's, but because they made him see the errors of his thinking. These words that Vai spoke had a strong effect on his views and he thought about his family and how Vai's love liberated him to love unconditionally. Leo, Helena, forgive me for the lost opportunities to love you as you deserve,' he thought.

Unnoticed by him and the others, Leo and Helena had stayed in contact since the last linking because of Gábor's thinking so intensely about them when Vai spoke. He had focused on Vai's discourse and so Leo and Helena witnessed all that Vai said and in the background, she felt his emotions for Vai without details, but what Vai talked about was coming through clearly enough.

When Vai finished, Gábor turned inward. That was when the connection became vague, but they still received his deep emotions for them and shed a few tears. He meant what he thought. Silently Leo gently withdrew now. Helena intended to keep this involuntary eavesdropping to her and instructed Leo to do the same. She was deeply impressed with Vai's ability to vocalize and express her views and her message was clear. This was a woman she wanted to get to know much better. She felt Gábor's feelings for herself, Vai, and Leo, but no details came through the link and Helena was happy for him that he had feelings for Vai. She had never been a jealous person and considered it a privilege to be with him and wouldn't begrudge him if he did love more than just her. She could see herself accepting Vai as a lover to him.

On occasions, she had noticed other women's interest in him and she wondered why he ignored it. Was he perhaps worried she might leave him? Was he worried she would want the same liberty for herself? Since she'd known him, she had only once thought of another man. Gábor was the perfect man for her; never boring or smothering, always a great listener and he carried conversations well, he had a great sense of humour, and he was disciplined and responsible. As a lover, he was adventurous and loyal, perhaps too much so. As long as he did not lie, she wouldn't object if he had an interest in another woman because what she was looking for in a partner was love reliability and trustworthiness, not blind fidelity. Integrity to one's own principles and authenticity was far more important to her than faithfulness.

She had met other men since she'd been with Gábor, mainly in the course of her work and the Dojo she had practiced Aikido, and none had ignited her interest to get involved with. Ivan was their closest friend and about as intriguing a man as any she would consider and if it wasn't for Gábor, she'd be interested in finding out more about him, including sex, but she wouldn't risk losing Gábor's love for it. Without his knowledge and consent, it would never happen and they only broached that prospect once.

In the Aikido class in Vancouver was a man by the name of Jensen who had his eyes on her for a long time and had the attention of other women as well. Handsome, active, rich and a good talker, but a poor listener, he had asked her out a few times and once she accepted an invitation for coffee. She had called Gábor and informed him where she would be and drove with Jensen to the Teahouse in Stanley Park, a place known for its romantic setting and she did find him interesting enough.

While they had their coffee he talked a lot about his business, how successful he was and the travels he'd made and he tried hard to mould her but heard nothing she said and didn't even ask her about her interests, not once and that turned her off. He knew everything about anything but wasn't interested in what she knew. To be polite and to make him aware that he was doing a solo performance, she remarked on how much he seemed to know, and his chest swelled a bit more. After a long monolog, he put his hand on hers and suggested a drink at a more private setting.

"I have a nice place and could tell you much more about the things I know and you can show me what you know," he said with a wink. Helena patted his hand and countered sweetly.

"Now, why would you be looking for more knowledge from me if you already know everything?" then she withdrew her hands and leaned back in her chair. He was smart enough to get the message.

There was not much talk after that and Helena left the cafe ten minutes later and told Gábor about it when she got home. He listened silently and waited for her to finish and just looked at her, nodded once in a while, but said nothing. When she finished telling him everything about the coffee date with Jenkins, he asked her how the classes went in Aikido and whether she was hungry. Did she eat anything in that café? She had laughed and kissed him. The fact that he had just listened to her without interruption or berating her, letting her in, the feeling that she was heard and accepted, and then offered to cook dinner, was the ticket to her love. He didn't need to worry about other men. He was all the man she needed. Perhaps it would be up to her to encourage him to be free.

Of course, she didn't want to leave him, but she figured that if she let him be free, he would remain with her. Adding a little spice to his diet would enhance his appetite. Once Vai came for a visit, she would talk with her. Having resolved that line of thought, she continued to work on the shack with Leo. It would be done before they arrived.

Gábor admitted to himself again that he loved Vai just as much as he loved Helena. His problem was, he presumed, Helena wouldn't approve of him making love with Vai. He still wondered what she really meant when she said; she could see him with her. These questions seemed to revolve in his mind over and over. Did she imply she would welcome another woman beside her? And if so, would she take the same liberties for herself? Could he handle it if she had another man? He tried to imagine her with a lover like they did in their fantasies sometimes, but acting it out for real was another thing. He realized how his own insecurities were rearing their ugly heads. What if she found another man and left him? Would she leave him if he told her about Vai or insist on the same liberty?

The thought that she could leave him for another man created turmoil in him. He would never survive it emotionally, not even if that would leave him with Vai. To him, Helena was the elixir of life, his breath, and his heartbeat. Vai had expanded his horizons dramatically, but he didn't have the history with her that he did with Helena. Through Vai, he'd realized that it would be possible for him to love more than one person and surely, the same could happen to Helena. He thought he could handle that if she still loved him. They had never insisted on exclusivity when they made their oath to love each other.

Next, he wondered if he could live without Vai. He had no clear answer for that either. Possibly. He loved her, but his love with Vai was only one day old, and there was some other connection with her that would be very hard to deny. It was a deep soul connection and not just sex, although that was as natural and enjoyable with her as it was with Helena.

His connection with Helena was that of love, mutual support, and understanding, a deep friendship and acceptance of another. They were a symbiotic amalgamate. Helena and he had been through a lot together over the years and that's created indestructible bonds, no matter what or who came between them. Helena and he were soul mates, not ‘slave-mates'. Those bonds would always be there. Vai was the spiritual inspiration he and Helena were looking for when they'd taken seminars with some teachers, to find peace within themselves during the hard times.

Gábor felt strongly that Vai could be the catalyst that bonded him with Helena even stronger. He felt he needed both. Over time the bonds that existed between Helena and him would also happen between him and Vai if Helena agreed to Vai becoming his consort. That it had started with an intimate engagement troubled him because of his present mindset.

Could Vai be another soul mate for him? How many could there be? What loyalty meant to him was an outdated concept with Vai on the scene. He listened to what Vai said and it changed many of his views about it. So far, it appeared to benefit him, but the question was, could he accept another man as consort for Helena to be fair? He didn't know.

He once shared a woman with another man, but it was an act out of anger. Sharing Helena with another man in a threesome had only been a fantasy and excited him and her in the heat of passion, but neither one considered doing it for real. He knew about her fetish of sucking his fingers sometimes while he made love to her. It looked sexy and excited him, but did that imply she wanted to be stimulated orally as well during intercourse or was it for his pleasure? Would Helena want to include another man in their sexual activities? Who did she imagine?

Could he accept her sleeping with another man if she wanted that? Occasionally, perhaps, and if she was discreet about it. If she did, he would prefer not to know about it, the proverbial ostrich method, if I don't see it, it doesn't happen. He read in some magazines about men who shared their girlfriends or wives with other men and said they enjoyed watching them having intercourse. He put it down as very improbable, but then again, why would it not be possible? Because he wouldn't do it?

What would happen if he were incapable of conducting sex with his mate, or if he was away for a longer period? Would she have to abstain because he could not be there for her? Could he not just enjoy her enjoyment? Would Helena or Vai diminish in value to him if they were to have sex with someone other than him? All three of them had partners before and it did not matter to him then, so why would it be different when they had someone while he wasn't with them? Was this an ownership issue that he carried around like a ball and chain? He had gained experience through the women he had before meeting Helena and it benefited her and her past involvement with men taught her a thing or two about them and it imparted her the experience she had. His value, because of his experiences, had increased and so had his skills; so if the women had other partners, their value would logically increase too. Who enjoyed an inexperienced partner? Everybody had a different taste. He knew about swingers, but he wasn't interested in that and couldn't imagine being naked around other men, especially not in the same bedroom. If Helena were interested in another man, he would have to accept it to be fair after what happened between Vai and him, but couldn't see himself participating.

And what about Vai? Would he be upset if Vai slept with another man? What did he know about Vai aside from her ideas? Not much. Did he want to know? Was it necessary to know everything about her? Was it not enough to know that she loved him?

To love unconditionally his ego had to get out of the way. What he experienced, was his to deal with, and what his mate experienced, was hers to deal with. It was easier to think about this than seeing it in reality, and he wondered if he ever would be in a situation where he would have to experience that. He had to talk to her as soon as possible. These topics were not the mainstream themes. Nobody talked about them. It was as if the things that were essential for a better understanding of one’s desires and fantasies, preferences and unexpressed dreams were forbidden.

But who forbid them? He knew from observation and experience that secret and unexpressed desires tended to become toxic in a relationship. When partners had expectations towards their partners and those expectations were not fulfilled, sooner or later they were prone to seek other partners, hoping that the new partner could fill the need.

What need did he have that he had to have Vai? Helena was perfect in all aspects. He loved her and she loved him. What was his need to get together with Vai? Sexually Helena was as desirable and satisfying as Vai and she was open to almost all kinds of experimentations and suggestions. Making love with her daily, sometimes twice or more when time allowed, was as if they couldn't be satiated with each other. Perhaps it was his secret sexual appetite that wanted to see Helena in a threesome, man, or woman. He didn't know and that was his insecurity that made him think Helena could possibly want another man like he now had Vai.