Sex is the best way to learn about other cultures. - Chapter 4

“Huh?”

I stared at the stack of bills in front of me.

This is the money Alicia handed me as my “salary” on the day I was about to resume my journey after completing the scheduled work.

It was all hundred-dollar bills, probably close to a hundred. There was no way I could get such a large amount of money for just ten days of work on a farm.

“You need money.”

You need money, don’t you? she seemed to be saying.

She knows that I’m planning to travel around the world during my summer vacation.

However, I can’t accept such an unreasonable amount. I didn’t think that a private farm like this could afford it in the first place.

“We are all right.”

We’ll be fine. That’s what Alicia said, but it didn’t look like it at all. I couldn’t accept such a large amount of money from a mother and daughter I just met.

“Daisuke, You are the Savior.”

I’m the savior? I was even more confused by what she was saying.

All I did was work part-time on their farm and have rough s3x with both mother and daughter.

Yes. During the rest of my time there, I worked decently enough during the day, but from the evening onwards, I was having intense s3x with Alicia and Carol.

Sometimes I’d violate Alicia in their marital bed, sometimes I’d violate Carol in the stable, and sometimes I’d violate both of them at the same time in the living room.

I spent more time having s3x than working.

When I thought about it, I should have been paying them, yet Alicia insisted that I had the right to this money.

Wasn’t it all just a volunteer s3x arrangement between me, Alicia, and Carol?

After my heartbreak, a kind mother and daughter offered their bodies to comfort a pitiful Japanese man.

It was truly a spirit of neighborly love.

They loved me, a stranger, as much as they loved themselves.

“Well…please sign your name.”

So sign here.

Since I stubbornly refused to take the money, Alicia reluctantly handed me two pieces of paper.

The English was too hard for me to understand, but I could see Alicia’s and Carol’s full names on each document.

This must be an IOU.

This large sum of money was like an investment in me, and I was supposed to return it properly after the trip was over.

But this was a large sum of money. I was very hesitant to borrow it, but at the moment I didn’t have enough money to live on for a few days, let alone go back to Japan, so I had no choice.

“OK, I sign.”

I signed my full name, Daisuke Sakagami, on each of the two documents.

At that moment, Alicia and Carol looked at each other, their beautiful eyes wide open.

I wondered if I had done something wrong. Just as I was starting to worry, the two beautiful women burst out laughing happily, and I felt relieved.

After that, Alicia drove me to the central part of town.

I thought we’d be riding horses again, but to my surprise, it was a car. And not just any car—it looked like an expensive American model.

I wondered if maybe they were incredibly rich, but there was no point in speculating about it now. I shook my head to clear it.

My eyes were fixed on the next town, the next country.

My sights should be set on the next city, the next country.

What kind of encounters await me in the next city?

The clear blue sky stretched out as far as the eye could see across the vast desert.

I didn’t expect such luck to come my way again, and I doubted I’d get another chance to hold a white woman during my journey. But that’s what travel is all about, I reminded myself. With map in hand, I gazed at the wide-open horizon of America.

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Day 19: Flagstaff to Holbrook

Distance Traveled: 128 km (Total: 882 km)

Means of Transportation: Hitchhiking + Horse + Cadillac

Money on Hand: $110

Expenses:

Stanley Farm wages: +$ 10,000

Remaining Balance: $10,110

People Met So Far: 5

Catherine McBride (27)

Elizabeth Carter (18)

Amanda Tracy (26)

Alicia Stanley (34)

Carol Stanley (15)