Images of her smiling, her big dark eyes wide open as she laughed delightedly, her eyes closed in ecstasy as she held me close, her head back and the tendons in her throat corded, the remembered feel of her body pressed against mine as she shook and shuddered against me, all these flashed through my mind as we made love.
I began to increase the pace of my thrusting, and she did likewise, both of us pumping and pounding at each other as we strove to reach that place I instinctively knew was the purpose of this coupling.
The end came as Teruko, her eyes tight closed and head thrown back, groaned out loud and held me tight, her arms locking about my neck. Her pussy pulsed against my cock, tightening around it like her hand last night. I lost all restraint as that feeling rose up again in me, that unbearable tightness looking for release. Suddenly it was too much, and like last night, my sperm blasted out of me and into her in long, satisfying, jets, spurt after spurt giving me blessed relief from that almost indescribable tension between my thighs and deep inside me.
I cried out in release, my eyesight dimming at the intensity of the feeling, and Teruko responded, tightening around me as she shuddered and shook, the waves of shuddering culminating in a scream of release as she too sprayed warm fluid over me as she orgasmed, her pussy clamping down tightly on me, making me groan and even more sperm shoot out of me and into her, her hands holding tight to the bunched-up bed covers as she shook and shuddered under me.
At last I stopped jetting into her, and her death grip around my waist relaxed, allowing me to collapse next to her, my heart pounding as I gasped for breath. Teruko lay back, her eyes tightly closed as her chest rose and fell as rapidly as mine, and I could see her pulse fluttering in the hollow of her throat. Gradually my racing heart slowed, and my breathing became more normal, as did hers. She opened her eyes and smiled at me, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears.
“Jakku-san ask me last night to show him how to make baby with me; this is how, and when he is ready, when he has remember enough of me, we will make many babies together!”
She gently pulled me closer, and kissed me softly on the lips, blinking away the tears that had gathered in her eyes and smiling brightly.
“And now we must get up, visitor come soon, friend Harry bringing Sai Fong, we go for short walk, show you around, you like?”
I nodded, so she led me to the bathroom where we shared a quick but satisfying shower, then Teruko helped me towel off while I dried her, a very rewarding experience!
She was just drying her hair when the door-bell rang, but she dropped the dryer and went to answer it, and I heard Sai Fong’s voice as she greeted Teruko. The two of them disappeared into the sitting room while I finished dressing, taking my time as I was still a little wobbly on my feet. At last, dressed and brushed, I went to walk into the sitting-room, when something made me stop and listen to the low-voiced conversation between Teruko and Sai Fong as they made breakfast in the tiny kitchenette.
Teruko was talking, and I could hear the tears in her voice as she lamented the fact that so much of me wasn’t there anymore, that a stranger who looked like me was in her home, and my heart wrenched inside me; why couldn’t I at least be allowed to remember and feel for her what she was feeling for me? She sounded heartbroken, all her bravado in the bedroom, when she was alone with me, was for my benefit; in reality, she was still alone; the Jack she knew was gone, maybe permanently, and there was a stranger left in his place.
I guessed I was slowly falling in love with her all over again, but right now, all I had for certain was attraction, God was I attracted to her, but there was no ‘Teruko, my girlfriend’ file in my head, and she knew there was no trace of her in my mind, nothing of the life we’d had before except my fragmentary dream images and quick unexpected flash images of her in different outfits, or naked, her eyes on mine, or smiling at me, or asleep against me…
“Ssshh, baby, don’t, it will be alright, I promise you!” soothed Sai Fong. “Jack is still Jack; I remember him from when I was younger, and there’s still an awful lot of him there, things he does or says, the way he moves or sits that tell me “That’s Jack Cameron!” Don’t try so hard; he’ll come around eventually, when he stops being so scared!”
“Jakku-san is frightened?” I heard Teruko say, her voice sharp and wondering.
“Teruko, think about it,” said Sai Fong, “He’s only a couple of weeks old, all he knows is what you’ve told him; he tries to hide it, but he’s probably petrified, I know I would be!”
Teruko sobbed.
“Taoists say be careful what you wish for, I wish too hard, and now the gods punish me!”
Sai Fong laughed, a silvery tinkling laugh.
“Don’t be so silly; no-one’s punishing you! Take it easy with him, and give him a chance; Jack was crazy about you, eventually he’ll remember that; you don’t easily forget something that’s so much a part of who you are; it will all come back to him, just give him a chance!”
Teruko sighed.
“I never think it be so hard to love older brother so much, is it same for you?”
What? Did she say ‘Brother’? I was her brother? Oh my God…
“Teruko, I fell in love the first day I saw Harry, the day he and dad picked me up from Birmingham Airport. I was only ten years old, but as soon as I saw him, I knew. I never cared he was my older brother, it never occurred to me to give a tinker’s damn about it, all I knew was that Harry was big, and sweet, and gorgeous, and he was going to be mine one day, and I made it happen. I couldn’t bear to lose him, and I don’t know how I’d cope in your place, but I do know I wouldn’t give up; I love him too much. Listen to me; under all that amnesia and fear and stumbling and fumbling around, Jack’s still in there, and we’ll all dig, and poke, and prod until we can winkle him out again, I promise you!”
I stopped listening, feeling like a voyeur, but also because my head was whirling; Teruko was my sister? How could this be? I had asked her to marry me, but she was my sister! I must have made a noise, because next thing the door swung open and Sai Fong was standing here, and Teruko in the background, just getting up from her seat.
“Jack, how are you?” she beamed, and I nodded, still stunned, confused and bemused by what I’d heard.
“I’m okay, thank you. Umm…”
“Sit down Jack; would you like a bacon sandwich?”
I nodded, and Teruko quickly pulled some bacon off the gill and buttered two slices of bread, slapped the bacon between them and cut it in half on a plate. She brought it to me and smiled down at me.
“Jakku-san, please to eat, you are very thin, sick for long time, now you need strength, please, eat!”
She trailed her fingers over my face and I flinched slightly, a minute movement, but she noticed it, and a small frown creased her smooth forehead. I schooled my features with a weak smile as I stared at her, examining her face for any trace of resemblance to me. This girl was my sister? How could that be?
I bit down into my sandwich, more for something to do than because I was still hungry. Teruko looked at me quizzically, aware that something was on my mind, then spoke to me.
“Jakku-san, what is matter, why you jump? Not be afraid, I not bite you, I promise!”
I looked up at her, and decided to take the bull by the horns.
“Teruko, Sai Fong, I overheard what you were saying just now, both of you; is it true, you’re Harry’s sister, and Teruko is … is my… sister?”
Sai Fong looked at Teruko and then back at me. “Jack, I think we all need to talk; don’t say anything, just listen, please.”
I nodded, so she continued.
“Jack,” she began, “Teruko and you… fell in love, it was unforced, it was natural, you were both happy. It was the same for Harry and me; you say you heard what I said, then you must have heard everything else as well. Jack, Harry and I are in love, I’ve always loved him, our father knows, and he knows that Harry and I will get married when I finish university; it was the same for you and Teruko. I know only a part of the story, why don’t you let Teruko tell you the rest? Jack?”
I was looking at the expression on Teruko’s face, seeing the longing and the sadness, and to be honest, I was feeling that as well, and something else; something or someone deep inside me was still desperately clamouring for her, but… my sister?
I rubbed my head, my finger absently rubbing over the faint indentation where the bullet had invaded my head and changed my life forever. I looked over at Teruko.
“How did… you and me… how…?” I stumbled, unable to ask her the question, feeling repelled, but also, strangely attracted and taken with that one fact in the middle of my confusion right now; that this beautiful Japanese girl was my sister, and that we’d been… romantically involved, lovers, prospective husband and wife.
Teruko leaned toward me, her expression serious.
“Jakku-san, you save me long time ago, you save me and bring me home, I grow in your family, your mother become my mother; but I am still your sister; that all change six month ago, we discover what we feel, we make love many time, it good, it feel right, it was right. Jakku-san say he love me, ask me marry him, I say yes, I mean it; I want to marry my Jakku-san, he the man I love, he is you, but now you not remember, I help you remember. I will stay with you, I not understand before, I very sad you not know me, Sai Fong show me what is wrong, we fix, everyone help fix this, but I will not go, Jakku-san still lost, I will help find him again!”
My head was spinning with all this, and I was in no fit state to try and make sense out of it; my world picture was still too small, consisting solely of what I’d gleaned from conversations with Harry, Teruko, and Doctor Hunter at the hospital; watching the television was incomprehensible, the news was meaningless, the programmes I watched had no points of reference for me, I didn’t know what they were talking about, the entire cultural reference library I needed to slot into this world was missing.
My head was aching now, and Teruko being so near was making it worse; I wanted her, badly, and the thought of wanting her that way repelled me, yet the thought of losing her frightened me deeply, a deep fissure of desperate need opening up in me at the thought of not having her with me; was that Jack talking to me, was it my own feelings and buried memories trying to communicate with me?