CHAPTER 19

My girls in a confrontation with each other isn't a good thing for me right now and thankfully Kori steps back and Matty covers the distance to her and hugs her in a level of understanding. I watch them hug before Kori turns back to the unpacking. With seven of us in one room the only problem with the unpacking is negotiating the area and while the girls are coordinated I'm not so I head out and down stairs to find Mark Jr. talking on his cell phone in the den. I lean by the door and wait till he's off the line, sounds like a woman he's talking to, when I finally let him know I'm there.

"Hey man, good to have you back. And thank god you brought all those women with you," Mark tells me a little too excited.

"Really got eyes on anyone in particular," I ask jokingly.

"Oh man I want to take that big titted girl Katy and fuck her against a wall and see if those things can hit me in the face," Mark tells me holding nothing back.

"Except she's one of my girls," I tell him with a smirk.

"Really, well then I can hook up with that fucking tall girl. She looks like she could give me a work out," Mark says switching girls.

"Again she's one of mine men," I tell him watching his face turn sour.

"Fuck man which ones aren't yours or your friends," Mark asks with his hope dying out.

I think about it for a second, I could offer up something to the guy but really I'm not sure where I stand with Natsuko and Hanna doesn't need his 'I'll fuck anything with a slit' mentality to turn her straight back to being a lesbian.

"Well honestly the only one who doesn't have a boyfriend is Hanna," I tell Mark, getting a smile before finishing," But she's not usually interested in men so I'm guessing you're gonna be out of luck with the girls I brought down, man."

Mark literally looks like I just ruined his summer but with the way he goes through women I figure that he'll get over it sooner than later. I let him mope for a minute before I got to the reason why I came down to see him.

"All the women's issues aside I have a favor to ask," I tell him, getting a puzzled look," I need to handle some not so friendly business soon and I could use a hand from someone who knows their way around a machine without asking a lot of questions."

"Well I guess I can help but it still sucks that literally every piece of tail you bring in the house I can't touch," Mark says disappointed.

"Okay well what happened to Vicki? You two were going fine last I heard," I ask him as we head off to the kitchen.

"Yeah we're on an off period for us, she's mad at me because I accidently broke our arrangement," Mark tells me as we look ahead into the kitchen.

"What arrangement," I asked confusedly.

"Well we have an open relationship and she told me that she'd be busy but would let me know when I could come around. I got drunk and went over to her place and saw her with another guy and flipped out and she isn't talking to me now," Mark explains," I was drunk that should give me the opportunity to at least apologize."

"Well I don't know what to tell you man," I say a little sorry for the guy," I just don't have those problems."

We sit down and I wait for my friends as they get done unpacking and we start to look around the grounds and house. My girls note the bathrooms and pool whereas the guys are checking out the space save for June who is still wondering if he can hook up his system to the house lines and not get in trouble. My biggest problem is Imelda has a look on her face like something is wrong and I get that feeling she needs to tell me something. I get her pulled aside with Kori and can tell she's torn with what's going on.

"It'll be okay girl just tell him, he'll understand," Kori tells Imelda.

"I don't like asking for anything and this is a bit much," Imelda starts in but I cut her off.

"You don't ask, you tell me you need something and I make it happen," I tell her plainly," This is how we do things in this relationship. Now what are we doing?"

"I wanna go see mom, I've been sending her money and it's been so long now that I just miss her," Imelda tells me quietly," I know you just got in but could I head out in a couple hours?"

"No fuck that and no," I say getting a shocked look from both girls as I turn to the rest of the crew," Devin help me get the bikes out of the truck, I gotta handle something quick."

"Guy what are you doing," Kori asks concerned.

"We are not waiting a couple hours so that Imelda can see her Mom, she and I can go right now and we'll be back after they catch up," I tell Kori," Can you get me my coat babe?"

I watch as my first girl heads off for me and Imelda is following me a little shocked as Devin and I roll the bikes out. I do a quick check but Imelda still looks concerned.

"My bike isn't ready to go, I've been repairing a part on the trip," She tells me, still concerned.

"Then for the first time in the history of ever you get to ride behind me for a change," I tell her, getting a grumpy look.

"No, I'm your woman but on a bike you're my bitch," Imelda tells me, finding her fire again.

I give Kori a quick kiss and hop on my bike behind Imelda and she heads out like a bullet down the road. For me it's been a year but for her it must have felt like a lifetime being away from her whole family. It's a bit of a drive considering it's almost the opposite side of town but with the way my Latina is driving I'm sure we made it in a new record for her. We arrive in front of her old home and see it's a little worse for wear on the outside and there is her mother's old car in the driveway thankfully. We head up the walkway and Imelda knocks on the door tentatively and I can hear someone calling in Spanish from inside when the door opens and I see Imelda's mother in what appears to be her work clothes but her face lights up when she sees Imelda. I watch two of them hug and speak in Spanish to each other and I let them have their moment when the mother turns to me and finally addresses me.

"What is wrong with you boy, you don't even say hello to me after I let my daughter come to live with you and your other girls," Mrs. Ortega says to me with her thick accent.

"Hello Ma'am, it's nice to see you again," I reply, smirking as she grabs me by my wrist and leads me inside.

"I see she isn't cooking for you or you wouldn't be so skinny," Mrs. Ortega says before leading her daughter into the kitchen and they continue their conversation.