"So, Jason was Jason Singh before he met you? I thought you two were siblings?!" a gossipy Asami interrogated Alina gleefully. Her eyes were shining with excitement at the thought of this scoop and she was secretly recording everything in her small recorder.
"Adopted, he was adopted!" Alina responded bluntly, not wanting to explain further.
"It explains beaucoup," Michelle ambiguously said, her eyes narrowed at Alina, before looking at Alice, who was sleeping on the sofa next to Emily.
"Whoa, hold on. So, is this really his kid?" Emily asked slightly shocked as she picked up Alice and held her in her arms, a sinking feeling welling up in her chest. She wasn't sure how she should feel, knowing that Jason had a child with someone else.
"No way," Alina denied decisively. "He'd be like 16 when he had her and that's impo...ssi...ble."
Alina slowed down as a memory of her catching Jason in bed with two teens flashed through her eyes.
"Yeah, it's - uh - it's possible. Anyways, let's just … sleep." Alina said dispiritedly. She led the others to the second floor, where there were spare rooms. Michelle and Asami entered one room while Emily carried Alice to another. Alina also went into her room but couldn't sleep as she kept worrying about why Jason hadn't contacted her yet.
***
Morning light gleamed through the lightly curtained window as a gentle waterfall cascaded softly through his ears. A benign, fairy-like, voice echoed through his heart as he opened his obsidian eyes. Jason turned his head and found the bed empty and water running in the bathroom, from where the ethereal voice was singing from.
"A ghaoil, leig mi dhachaidh mar a fhuair thu mi.
M'athair agus mo mhàthair a thèid thu chastise
Mo chinnidh agus mo chàirdean bidh thu chastise
Ach mo thriùir bhràithrean marbhaidh sibh
Ma Chan eil mi a 'tilleadh dhachaigh mar a thàinig mi.
Gheall mo mhàthair dhomh gùn
Sgeadachadh le ùra de ribeanan
Agus gheall i dhomh ùr bhreacan
Ma tha mi a 'tilleadh dhachaigh an t-slighe fhuair thu mi..." [1]
Getting up, he began walking to the bathroom and found the door wide open, giving him a breathtaking view. The large bathroom had a curved walk-in shower that took a quarter of the space, and a large jacuzzi-like bathtub that was occupying the other side of the room. And Elizabeth was using the walk-in shower, her delicious body on full display through the clear glass.
Jason had no intention of interrupting, he leaned on the doorway while listening to her sing and feasting his eyes on her enticing body. Her slim figure had a fit, almost athletic, touch to it but a thin layer of fat gave it a feeling of softness that made him addicted to it. Her well-endowed chest seemed to defy gravity, not sagging even a little despite its size and her perky but slightly small butt, pranced itself in front of Jason's eyes, arousing him once more.
"Is that you laddie? There's breakfast on the table, your favorite! Oh?" Elizabeth said as she combed her fingers through her now dark red hair. She turned to look at Jason, her porcelain skin glistening from the water and smiled.
"What's this? Hungry for something else?" She asked him teasingly as she finished washing her hair.
She began to show off her body to Jason seductively, before leaning back onto the wall behind her, and slowly touching herself tenderly before increasing her speed. Purring and moaning incessantly, she looked at him erotically, silently asking if he was enjoying the show and Jason, already naked, simply responded by joining her in the shower…
[1] Composed by Tom Doorley and sung by Julie Fowlis (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLUY_WLMQoc), based on an ancient Scottish song and/or folktale.
English Translation:
"Love, let me home as you found me.
My mother and father will chastise you
My clan and my relatives will chastise you
But my three brothers will kill you
If I don't return home as I came.
My mother promised me a gown
Decorated with the newest of ribbons
And she promised me a new plaid
If I return home the way you found me."