So a lot of things were happening at the end of 2008. This chapter will be sort of a quick summary of a lot of stuff. Don't worry, it involves plenty of fucking.

 

First, Aiyana was pregnant again.

 

 

Just like Pedro and Elisa, this was out of nowhere. We weren't trying. But I wasn't upset about it. I did, however, take a trip to Komorebi on my own, to get away and recharge.

 

 

I had read a story about scaling the top of Mt. Komorebi, and since I had dabbled in rock climbing, I thought it would be a worthy goal.

 

 

Honestly, at my age, I wasn't sure I'd ever get myself into a position where I'd feel ready to take on the challenge, but I was scaling more difficult walls, now, and it was helping me keep in shape.

 

 

Of course, I took my laptop with me, and snuck in some "work" here and there.

 

 

Also, being in the land most famous in all the world for blowjobs, I also set aside some time for recreation.

 

 

Then there's Aiko.

 

 

Aiko was Pedro's amante in Komorebi. But Pedro didn't make it out there enough.

 

 

"I'd never suggest this with anyone else," he said, "but maybe you might be interested in a relationship with her, too? She could use a little extra support, and hell, we're already eskimo brothers a dozen times over.

 

 

"So, what are you suggesting?" I asked him. "We're going to time-share a sugar baby?"

 

 

"It's just an offer," he said.

 

 

Well, turned out to be worth it. Aiko was a very skilled lover, and she was more than excited to have another Daddy.

 

 

Anyway, around this time, some things were happening in my friend Grace's porn empire. First, she did some scenes with the hot young stud, Joe. Thematic scenes. One she was his teacher, another she was his dad's new girlfriend, but my favorite, she was the horny housewife neighbor who invited the inexperienced teen to share her hot tub.

 

 

It was good stuff. Meanwhile, Chad did a scene with Kami. I don't think he had any idea who she was.

 

 

Her debut with Lucy and Joe might have slipped under the radar, but there was no way Pedro wasn't going to see this one.

 

Devon was still banging sluts left and right, although now that he'd experienced the thrill of unexpected pregnancy, he was careful to use protection.

 

 

Rumor was he was back to getting high whenever he could, too, though.

 

 

And there were tensions in the locker room, which I knew about because Brooke wrote a great story about it.

 

 

She didn't tell me who her source was, or how she got the story, but I knew it was Devon, and I knew she fucked it out of him.

 

 

How did I know? Because Devon was still emailing me regularly, and shortly before she filed her story, he sent me an email titled "You won't believe who I finally fucked."

 

For the record, I personally had no problem with Brooke using her sexuality to get a story. She had recently done a very famous series in which she had written in exquisite detail about her exploration of the world of sex work. First, she wrote about visiting a masseuse who was really a gigolo.

 

 

Then she wrote about visiting a yoga instructor who was, you guessed it.

 

 

But her most widely talked about piece was the finale, when she wrote about ordering a local call girl, even though she herself was not a lesbian.

 

 

Her description of "the best and most explosive orgasm I've ever experienced" crossed from journalism into straight up erotica.

 

 

This series was divisive. Some traditionalists, even ones who praised by old porn expose, couldn't stomach a woman doing the same type of journalism. Some feminists accused me, as her editor, of forcing her into it. So when she came to me and said, "If I want this story about the corrupt land use deal, I'm probably going to have to fuck Rep. Short," I put my foot down.

 

 

"With the shit I'm taking right now, I need you to lay off on the leg spreading for a while."

 

All she said was, "Oh, well, too late. Sorry."

 

 

Anyway, I got a message from Maggie Justus about a meetup, and since I had a layover scheduled in Willow Creek on my way back from Komorebi, I planned to visit her then.

 

 

They'd matched the DNA from the last victim to a soldier at the base.

 

 

It was actually someone I've mentioned already in this book. Remember the young kid Daria helped lose his virginity before deployment?

 

 

Name was AJ Parks. Apparently something in him snapped, probably overseas, and when he came back, he didn't know where to let it out but on prostitutes.

 

 

Problem was he was AWOL. They couldn't find him. And that's why Maggie wanted to see me. This case was so stressful, she said, she just needed some wild release.

 

 

In other words, she just wanted her pipes cleaned out.

 

 

We fucked like crazy, and lay back on the bed exhausted.

 

 

"Thanks," she said. "That was exactly what I needed."

 

 

"Now, as soon as you can get it up again, let's go one more time, then I gotta go catch this sicko."

 

 

I was always happy to do my part to help our dedicated servicemembers.