The second day was a good day. Retsudo woke to a warm, beautiful, young woman snuggling next to him. His dick was a little sore though. He smirked as he blamed Chinichi. The girl was truly amazing. It turned out she was capable (and desirous) of multiple orgasms, he thought he'd never wear her out.

Now he thought could slip out of bed without waking her. He moved to his safe. His thighs were sticky and chaffed as he walked. He slipped on his robe and made it to his safe. He removed the computer and went to his cockpit and booted it up.

It was still early, only other fishermen moved around the docks, getting ready for Paddock season. A good thing he had not altered Chinichi. Her feedback warned him about flaws in his commands. He started correcting his flaws by locking down Mie and Miko's loyalty.

Then he started entering a new memory for the town, but Master PC's limited text box didn't show all the text. So he typed it in his computer and pasted it in. His English was stretched to the limit, so he made himself fluent in it and Russian and all dialects of Chinese while he was at it. That would help him in his line of work.

Then he eliminated the town's memory of his, his father's or his sister's ostracization from society. Mie, Miko and Chinichi were well thought of, nice girls who served the good Retsudo Abe. They were loyal retainers. And if they slept with him, who could blame them?

He programmed all the fathers and mothers to want their daughters to marry Retsudo. He programmed the wives to dream of Retsudo between their legs, every time their husbands frustrated them in bed. And all the single women would want him. He would be a favorite conversation of women's gossip.

"I have three crew now, might as well put them to work."

Miko: "She is a mechanical and electrical repair genius."

Mie: "Mie loves to cook. She is a gourmet chef. She is also thrifty with money and buying stores and supplies."

Chinichi: "Will be the best senior deck hand a Captain could hope for."

Then he summoned up his sister. Ai was asleep. He tried to see if she was dreaming. It was vague and involved a young, male intern who was kissing her and touching her pussy.

"Why am I angry? It is just a dream." But Retsudo couldn't help altering it. "Only I touch her pussy."

Master PC turned the young intern into Retsudo. Then he commanded.

<In Ai's dreams it is always, Retsudo, her brother. It would always be Retsudo in her dreams. Retsudo owns her pussy.>

Still angry, he logged off. But Ai's dream didn't end there. It never ended there in all the years she had had it. Of course, until that morning, she had never dreamed about the same man two or three times a week, since puberty.

Retsudo locked the laptop in a less obvious storage cabinet. Then went down to the galley. He could smell something frying anchovies? He entered.

Mie had the apron on over her jeans and t-shirt and was just turning over what looked like an omelets. Chinichi was setting out the morning paper.

"Morning, sir."

"Morning, Captain."

"You are up early."

Chinichi spoke up. "Miko's up too. I got everyone up and going once I realized you were awake."

"Where is Miko?"

"Checking on the engines, something about taking advantage of low tide. She'll be here for your breakfast. Sit down, sit down." She urged him into the dining booth, his back to the bulkhead.

Chinichi served his coffee and set him at his ease while Mie prepared his plates. "Here you are, sir." Anchovies, a Denver omelett and rye toast with real jam. Not his favorites, but still... "Wonderful." He sipped. "Excellent coffee."

Mie blushed with pride. "Thank you, sir." She turned to the sink to clean up.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"We already have, Captain. Hands eat first, right? It's tradition."

"Why, yes...yes it is." Ret wondered at how good Master PC really was.

Chinichi snuggled up against his right side. She was dressed in work clothes too, insulated overalls. Only he was in his robe.

Continuing with last night's fun, Chinichi cut off a slice of kippers and fed him. Then she cut off a bit of omelets. She whispered in his ear "I serve my beloved Captain in all ways." And she gave his pecker a squeeze for emphasis.

Ret looked up from his food and saw Mie eyeing them jealously. Ret patted the bench on his left. She dropped the dishtowel like it was on fire and slid in next to him to join in the fun. She grabbed his mug a proffered him a sip. He indulged in the offering but he dribbled.

"Mmm. Nice idea Mie, but coordinating a drink is tough."

"I have a solution, sir." Mie got up on the bench seat with her knees, she took a big gulp then bent over to lock her lips onto his. Her mouth was now his mug and he drank deeply.

The meal proceeded thusly for about a half an hour then Miko arrived. She had a swipe of oil on her brow and was removing the like from her hands and she took in the scene.

Chinichi on his right feeding and massaging him, Mie on his left, that left only below. But that's where she exactly wanted to be.

She slipped beneath the table. Caught unawares, Retsudo felt his legs spread apart and a warm, wet cavern surrounded his penis. Her hand shoved away, Chinichi unzipped her overalls, pulled down her Captain's robe and guided his hand to her tits. Inspired, Mie quickly stripped, then guided her lord's free left hand to her steamy cunt.

He did not foresee the consequences when he came. He felt the tingle and blew his new load into Miko. Suddenly, all three women orgasmed, as he had programmed. Miko bumped her head, Chinichi dropped a fork and Mie almost scalded herself.

When all four recovered, they were not sated, just the opposite. They were wild for more joint orgasms. Very little work got done that morning.

In the afternoon, Chinichi left to "pick up a few things at home." Miko went about working down below and Retsudo took his new quartermaster shopping.

The townspeople bowed when he and his retainer came by. The pickings were slim as the legitimate fishermen fleet was due out tomorrow, at the start of Paddock season. It was almost shameful how the mothers and fathers paraded their daughters out for him. If the girls had not been so clearly infatuated with him, he would have felt guilty. A few of the wives dropped sly hints as well and that gave him an idea.

A young schoolteacher, Toyoko Ashai, eyed him at a fruit stand. She was a pretty young woman with shoulder length hair, and a nice figure. Fresh out of the Hokkaido School for Teachers, she was already engaged to a very respectable government man who banned the "shady character" Retsudo from the fish market. She wore a warm, pleated wool skirt and a print blouse with a matching jacket, very respectable. But Retsudo knew that underneath her calm exterior, she wasn't thinking respectable thoughts at all.

"Miss Ashai. I see your basket is lacking fruit. I know where inexpensive oranges may be found."

Asahi had grown up in the big city and knew how things worked. "Really, Abe-san. Where?"

"Follow me."

He whispered something to Mie and the girl left. Then the two walked down a secluded alley. When there was nothing but wicker baskets and themselves to be seen, both dropped the pretense and embraced. "I want you!" Was all she managed to say.

He pinned her against the concrete wall of a warehouse hand groped under her skirt. He started to pull down her panties.

"Yes. Yes. Off Off!" Toyoko panted. She fumbled at his belt buckle and jeans buttons. He came to the rescue and dropped his trousers.

With both their sex exposed, Retsudo rammed his meat home. Toyoko's eyes went wide in surprise and delight. With each hump she simply affirmed her good feeling. "Yes. Yes. Yes." Finally, he orgasmed as did she.

After both had gotten what they wanted, they walked back down the alley together. Mie met them at the mouth with a small basket of oranges for Toyoko-san.

Retsudo and Mie resumed shopping walked down the street and old Keni approached the young teacher. "So, you get a little loving, eh?"

Toyoko was not shocked. "My first blissful moment in this fishy town...and so sordid. I loved it. Grandmother, I find myself wanting him inside of me, not my fiancé. Is that wrong?"

"Hah! First sensible thing I've heard you say teacher-girl. If I was thirty years younger I'd be wanting his manhood inside me tlikewise, and it wouldn't stop me that he'd stuffed some other women too."

She sighed. "Soon the fleet will be gone and my fiancé' will have no work to do."

"Sorry kid. But that's good news for some. Lotsa these broads are cooking up plans of their own."

When he and Mie returned to the trawler, there were six phone messages inviting him to dinner, some were from families, some from women.

"Will you accept them?"

"No. I have work to do. Leave me."

He brought the laptop into his office, summoned up his sister and them phoned the sanitarium. His sister, in her beautiful voice talked to him. She was alone. Doctor Rhee had been called away. In his screen he could watch her as she spoke. She was less tense when they spoke last time.

"I am anxious to see you, Ai."

"I suppose I am too."

"I am sympathetic that this is a lot to get used to. It will be all right if you do not want to leave the island right away."

"Really?"

"Yes. It occurs to me thatuou are awakening to a whole new world."

The conversation was strained, technical. Rhee came on later, much to Ai's relief and there wasn't much to say after that. All the while Retsudo's anger built, not at Rhee but at life in general.

When he hung up the phone he thought about where she and he could live. Rentals were at a premium. Houses were out of the question. Not for the first time he picked up his binoculars and looked up at the old family mansion, halfway up Sea Eagle Mountain. Old Man Fuko had modernized the place well. He had even used some of the old tunnels the military left behind. But it would cost millions, out of reach for now. And he didn't want to just send a family, even a family of assholes out into the street. He wondered what to do.