My daddy locked the door while my mama was screaming on the other side about how worthless I was and how I should have never been born. Daddy walked toward me and told me to take them off. “You too, Bucky, I need to watch and I don’t have all night. He was unzipping his pants and as I watched my daddy entered me, the little girl, from behind while Bucky watched.
He couldn’t seem to achieve an orgasm so he pulled out and told Bucky to spoon me and I realized that the word I had used as the little girl, Beth was spoon but she couldn’t pronounce it and so she said twoon.
The whole time Bucky spooned the little girl who was me, my daddy continued to play with him-self and he eventually was able to come. I watched in horror as all of this was taking place and I now understood why Bucky had turned out the way he had. I finally understood everything and I knew I would now begin to heal.
After witnessing all this and getting my memory back, I fell asleep and slept the rest of the day. Bucky came back at around seven and had fish which he proceeded to clean. I didn’t offer to help but let him fry the fish too. He made hush puppies and he looked like a little boy. I knew he was a monster but I also knew he had been wounded by my sick parents.
“Bucky, why did you come live with my family?” I asked on impulse.
“Don’t you remember? My parents died in that car crash.”
“How old were you?”
He stared off into space. “I was six,” he said. “I was lucky to be able to live with y’all. But your parent’s were sick people. You realize that, don’t you Elizabeth?”
“Yeah I do and that’s why you wanted for us to go off together and why you killed them.”
“Come on, we don’t have to think about all that right now. You want a salad or Cole slaw?”
“Cole slaw,” I said. “Do you want me to fix some cheese grits to go with this?”
“Nah, I think this is good enough.”
He dished up our food and we ate in silence for awhile. “You know, Elizabeth, you wore me out last night. You wore ole Josh out too but I don’t think he liked sharing you. I think he wants you for himself.”
“Well, I don’t want him. He was horrible in bed,” I said as a plan was forming in my mind.
Now that I didn’t have to live with the fear of another personality coming out and killing me, I had less stress and could think straighter. I decided to make friends with the old man who lived in the house boat and had the short-wave radio.
Bucky got up early the next morning saying he was going to run on the beach. It was amazing how contented he seemed to be. How long would it last? How long before he would need to hurt someone?
I rolled over in bed pretending to go back to sleep. As soon as I knew he was gone, I jumped up and put on a pair of short shorts I had purchased the day before. They were light tan and I put on a dark green muscle shirt. I didn’t bother with shoes.
I walked along the beach as if I was just wandering around in case Bucky spotted me. I wanted it to look like I just happened to end up at the old man’s house boat, so I purposely walked in the opposite direction.
I walked for miles and I was thinking about how much better I felt now that I didn’t have any missing time. I stopped and talked to a dark lady with a baby. He was a fat little boy she said was six months old and he reached for me.
The lady told me her name was Rena and she was the wife of the witch doctor. I walked on and before I realized it I had come to the house boat. I had walked all the way around the island.
The island was apparently smaller than I at first thought. The old man was sitting on the deck of the house boat and I waved to him. He was so small I think I could have picked him up. He was not only short but he looked like skin stretched over bone.
He was chewing on something and the way his chin kept coming up against his nose, I realized he didn’t have any teeth. When he saw me he motioned for me to come over.
I stepped off the dock onto his deck and he got up and gave me his hand. It felt like a piece of leather and his skin looked the same. It was brown as a coffee bean. The only thing he had on was a pair of cut off jeans that looked like they had been washed thousands of times.
He picked up the thing he had laid on the deck when he offered me his hand and put it in his lap and started working on it again.
He was making a rope out of what looked like coconut pulp. “I’m pretty much self-sufficient here,” he said. “I make, catch, kill, or grow whatever I need. Clothes are the only problem. I haven’t figured a way to make clothes yet. This is my last pair of pants and as soon as they wear out I have to figure a way to get something else to wear.”
“What kind of clothes do you want?” I asked without thinking.
He scratched his chin while he studied me, “I could wear your outfit. It would fit me.”
I looked down at my clothes and laughed, “I just bought this outfit and I want to wear it awhile, but I think I can get you some clothes.”
“Why? So you can use my radio?”
I must have looked shocked. He laughed again. “Why else would you be wasting your time with an old man like me, a pretty young thing like you? Are you here against your will?”
I didn’t say anything but looked up and down the beach. He followed my lead and then nodded like he had made up his mind. “I can help you but I’m not putting my life in danger again. I helped one girl and almost lost my own life.
“There are some bad people on this island. Most of us are hiding out. I like it here and I don’t bother anyone and they don’t bother me. I let them use my radio and they leave me alone.”
“Who are you?” I asked.
“Just call me Noah,” he said and I knew he must have a criminal record. I didn’t want to know.
“Oh, I get it. You’re Noah and this is your Ark.”
“That’s it. Now this is the way we will precede, but only after I have some clothes. This island is not on the map but I can give you the coordinates. I gave the last girl the coordinates too soon and her boyfriend found them. He killed her and I had to do some fast talking to keep him from killing me.
“He’s in jail now for life. In fact you’re living in his house. They caught him in Miami so they still don’t know where this place is.”
He looked over my shoulder, “I believe your boyfriend’s coming.”
I turned around and saw Bucky and waved him over, trying to act like I had nothing to hide. When he got to the houseboat he ran down the dock and jumped onto the deck.
I made the introductions then said, “Bucky, did you know Noah is almost one hundred percent self-sufficient? The only thing he can’t make is clothes. Do you have any you’re not wearing? I could alter them for him.”
He eyed me suspiciously. “What’s he going to want in return?”
“He’s going to teach me to weave baskets and make ropes and build traps, things like that,” I said making things up as I went and hoping Noah knew how to do all those things.
“This is my last pair of pants,” he told Bucky. “I’ll be glad to teach y’all anything you want to know in return for something to wear. This will do me for now while it’s still summer but, even on this island it can get chilly at night in the middle of winter. I have a couple of blankets and I wear them sometimes but a nice coat would be nice.”
I knew he was trying to take advantage of me but I didn’t care. I would give him everything I had just to escape.
Bucky glared at me and it took everything in me to appear to be unfazed by his anger, “I need all my stuff. Besides, we don’t need to know how to do all that stuff.”
I shrugged like I didn’t care one way or the other. “Screw it then,” I said.
CHAPTER 40
Bucky sulked for almost a week and slept on the sofa. I guess he thought he was punishing me but I couldn’t have been happier about the sleeping arrangement.
During this week when I would get up in the mornings he was already gone and I wondered what he was up to. In the meantime
I explored the attic and found a lot of clothes, both men’s and women’s.
The men’s clothes were huge but the women’s were about Noah’s size. I didn’t think they would need any alterations and they were the kinds of clothes he would want, things like jeans, shorts, tee shirts, and I found one medium weight jacket. Then I found the pea jacket and on impulse reached into the pocket.
I pulled out the piece of paper and on it was written coordinates of the island. I always had a good memory for some reason but I didn’t want to trust my memory. I took the paper into the kitchen and got a zip lock bag and put it in there and taped it under the sink.
I spent the rest of the day packing clothes in a large garbage bag which I also hid under the kitchen sink.
TWOON
I thought Elizabeth would be enough and I think she was for awhile. But I need more excitement. I need to hurt someone. If I can have my appetite satiated by some blood every now and then I think I can be happy with Elizabeth.
I didn’t want to use anyone on the island because, with so few people here, I would surely get caught. I need to go into Miami, but I need to find an excuse to give Elizabeth to go alone.
I’m going to need to rent a hotel room and take my next feast up there and spend some real quality time with them. I may even need more than one.
Elizabeth is going to be madder than a wet hen when she finds out I plan to go into Miami alone. She’s going to want to go and have her own excitement with drinking, shopping and attacking me all day long to get her rocks off.
She needs me all the time, that’s why I decided to punish her by ignoring her for awhile. She pretends it doesn’t bother her but she doesn’t have me fooled.
Of course I never told anyone this but I’m scared of Elizabeth, that’s why I can’t use her like the others. She would probably end up killing me.
CHAPTER 41
Ten days had passed before Bucky moved back into the master bedroom and I began to realize he was afraid of Elizabeth.
He approached me like a shy little boy and I decided to treat him like a parent would treat a naughty boy.
When he crawled in beside me I said, “Where the hell have you been all day every day and why have you been sleeping on the couch?”
His voice got very whinny as he said, “I’m sorry, Elizabeth. I was jealous of you and Noah. I thought about killing him so he wouldn’t get between us again.”
“When have I ever wanted anyone else but you, you stupid fool? I’ve been going crazy in here every night while you brooded on the sofa. But I wasn’t about to come in there and beg. You know I don’t beg, ever.”
“I’m sorry,” he said and as he tried to pull up my gown, his hand was trembling. I slapped his hand away. “I’m in charge tonight,” I said.
“Okay, baby, okay, whatever you say. I love you so much. I want you so much.”
“Then you know what to do,” I said playing it by ear.
Without another word he got out of bed and knelt on the floor by the bed. Taking my feet in his hands he began to lick the bottoms. I’ve always been very ticklish on the bottom of my feet but suspected Elizabeth was not.
My first impulse was to draw my feet away but that would give me away. I tolerated it by screaming as if it was turning me on. I hoped the screaming covered the laughter.
It didn’t last long and he was grinning like a small boy when he got back up onto the bed. Without warning he took hold of the hem of my gown and ripped it off me.
I must be a better actress than I ever thought or else he mistook my gasp for passion. Before I knew what was happening he had made me come over and over again. I know it sounds sick and I felt like I was betraying Robert, but I couldn’t help it. Elizabeth was part of me after all.
We had sex all night and I never knew I could be this wild. “Robert’s going to love this part of me,” I remember thinking to myself.
When morning came he brought me breakfast in bed. We propped up on the pillows and ate and he told me he wanted to go to Miami.
“Oh, I can’t wait,” I said and I was thinking about maybe finding a telephone when he wasn’t looking.
“Uh, Elizabeth, please don’t take this wrong but I want to go by myself. Will you be mad at me if I go by myself?”
I knew I should try to give him a hard time about going without me and it was very hard to do. I couldn’t wait to get rid of him.
“What are you going to do there all by yourself?”
“I just want to get off the island for awhile.”
“Maybe I do too.”
He jumped up and actually stomped his feet, “Damn it, Elizabeth, I’m going by myself and I don’t have to explain it to you. You’re not my mother. And when I come back, if you try to shut me out I will hurt you.”
“And I’ll hurt you back,” I heard myself saying and watched him as his face turned white and he began to shake and I realized he really was scared of me, of Elizabeth.
“Oh, go on by yourself if you want. I don’t care. But next time I get to go and you’ll have to spend a lot of money on me.”
He grinned like a pleased little boy and thanked me. He left shortly afterward saying he had to tell Josh to get the plane ready. He came back and packed and left after kissing me goodbye.
I waited until I saw the plane in the air before I threw on a pair of shorts and tee shirt, grabbed the garbage bag full of clothes and pulled the piece of paper from under the sink.
I walked over to the houseboat and called to Noah but no one answered. I jumped down from the dock onto the deck of the houseboat and called again. Usually when I had gone walking along the beach I had always seen Noah sitting on the deck working on something.
I hadn’t been on his boat since Bucky had gotten mad at me when he saw me there before, but I had always waved to him. I knocked on his door and marveled at how much the boat looked like a small house with the deck being a porch.
I knocked and called to him several times before looking into the window at the top of the door. I could see him lying on the floor. I opened the door and went to him.
He had been shot and the gun was lying beside him. It was made to look like a suicide but I didn’t believe it. He had come to this island to escape something and he seemed happy here.
He was bleeding badly from the head and he was dead. I thought about calling the police but remembered there was no law here on this island. I looked around for the short-wave radio. I thought if I could figure out how to use it I could contact someone from the mainland.
The radio had been smashed and I thought I knew who had killed him. Bucky must have done this before he headed off to Miami. He was afraid Sarah would come here and get Noah to help her escape.
I could think of nothing else to do except get out of there. I knew now that my escape was hopeless and I would probably spend the rest of my life here with Bucky playing our little games with each other.
My only hope was to get away from him next time we went to Miami, if he ever took me to Miami again.
TWOON
I was lucky. I found my next pleasure release in the form of a young run-away girl named Tina. She was a doll with naturally blond hair and deep green eyes. She wrinkled up her nose when she smiled with her oversized lips. She had the smallest waist I’ve ever seen on a woman. She was only sixteen and was a virgin like I suspected.
The day had been really busy, starting with me fixing breakfast for Elizabeth and then making sure I blocked any escape in case Sarah tried to ruin things for us like she did before. I had wished I could have taken my time with ole Noah, but it had to be quick.
Josh got me to Miami and I checked into a small out of the way hotel and went on the prowl. I was lucky. I found her on the street corner counting the change in her purse and knew she must be a run-away.
I bought her lunch and as we ate she talked a little about herself. She said she was from some town up north in Pennsylvania that I had never heard of and had always wanted to come to Florida.
/> She opened up to me and I let the trust build. I could tell she was naïve and knew she would bring me great satisfaction.
I took her shopping and bought her a lot of pretty clothes knowing she would never get to wear them. But it was money well spent. She flirted with me the whole time and I could tell she was used to having boys admire her. She kept flipping her long blond ponytail over her shoulder and fluffing her bangs.
We had been together about three hours and were in the park not far from my hotel when she timidly put her hand on my arm. I had made no moves on her before then.
I patted her hand like an uncle would his niece and I think that made her become more bold. We were sitting on a park bench watching some ducks in the small pond there when she put her head on my shoulder.
I tilted her chin up with my middle finger and kissed her, what I call a cousin kiss. When I ended the kiss, she pulled my head back down and French kissed me. I asked if she wanted to go across the street and have a drink with me.
I could tell she was green as grass as she tried to act sophisticated when she ordered a martini. I doubted she had ever had anything to drink. She made a face when she took her first sip.
I called the waiter over and ordered a gold Cadillac. She liked it and drank it down. She said it tasted like a chocolate milkshake. It appeared to me that she had decided to lose her virginity that night because she kept trying to come on to me and it turned me off.
After she had had a couple of drinks, she asked me to take her to my hotel. We walked down the street to my hotel. There was no one in the lobby.
As soon as we got inside my room I grabbed her and put my hand over her mouth. I could see the panic in her eyes and I said, “Yeah, I’m the kind of man your mama warned you about. Did you think I was one of your high school boys waiting with his tongue hanging out for you to pay attention him?”
I told her I would remove my hand from her mouth but if she made any noise I would kill her. I didn’t have to tell her twice. She became quiet as a mouse. I knew I would miss the screaming that usually turned me on so much, but tonight I was going to try some different things.
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