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 Warrior's Path Will 3

   Jan 1942

   As he stepped out of the shower, Jon was surprised by the screaming in
the other room.  Dressing quickly, he entered to see a white woman ranting
about the presence of Billy, Jiao, and Eumeh in "her" room.  Jon had heard
the racial epithets she had been using while he dressed and knew he would
have to shock her to shut her up so they could talk rationally.

   Grabbing the vase of flowers by the bed, he walked into the sitting room
and threw it against the wall.

   "I'm sorry," Jon said as she turned to him with a gasp.  "I needed to
get your attention and keep you from deriding my friends.  Now, who are you
and why are you here?"

   "I'm Deanna Durbin," the woman screeched angrily.  "I'm here because
this is my room!  Take your nigger and your yellow whores and get out of my
room!"

   Jon stopped Billy and the girls with a raised hand.

   "Who do you work for?" Jon smiled gently.  "I'm sure we can clear this
up momentarily."

   "I'm contracted with Universal," Deanna hissed.  "Now get the hell out
of my room."

   "Billy," Jon smiled.  "We're going to need to make a conference call. 
Would you set up the second line."

   "Of course," Billy laughed.  Jon was about to use some of his
grandfather's clout to put this uppity bitch in her place.  He was glad he
was going to be here to see it.

   "What the hell are you doing?" Deanna asked.  Most people seemed more in
awe of her status and presence.  She couldn't understand how this boy would
face her down like this.  Especially when she cast the Universal name out
for clout.

   Opening the drawer by the original phone, Jon found one of the numbers
his grandfather had given him as Billy set up a second line.

   "Good to go," Billy said once he had everything set up.

   "Hello, Mindy," Jon said as someone answered his call.  "I'm calling for
Nicholas Jacobs.  Please, tell him that Jon Hawk, William Forbes grandson
is on the line.

   "Nick," Jon said after a moment.  "Thank you for taking my call.  My
grandfather told me to call you if I needed any help.

   "He's doing well," Jon sighed.  "A bit sad these days.  He's been
looking forward to seeing Jiao.

   "Yes," Jon smiled.  "She's the Chinese girl who was injured trying to
save my mother.

   "Thank you, Nick," Jon nodded.  "Honestly, I think he would appreciate
it more if you invited him out for a few days.  Perhaps you could take him
bird hunting again.  He still has that picture in his office and will need
the distraction.

   "That would be great," Jon continued.  "Now, I have a girl in the
Penthouse Suite here at the Biltmore.  She's been verbally abusive to Billy
and the two girls with me.  She tells me that she is contracted to your
studio.

   "Of course I'll wait," Jon nodded.  "I had Billy attach the second line
for when you are ready.

   "Yes, Sir," Billy chuckled.  "I think Jon had a good idea.  I'll make
sure that Miss Evelyn is ready to go do some shopping with your wife.

   "Pardon, Miss," Billy said as he handed her the phone.  "They're setting
up a conference call for you.  You need to take this."

   "Hello," Deanna said as she snatched the phone out of Billy's hand.

   "Hello," Jon heard Nick reply.  "To whom am I speaking?"

   "This is Deanna Durbin," she replied.  "Who the hell is this?"

   "Ah, Miss Durbin," Nick said calmly.  "I had heard that you were coming
in this afternoon.  My Name is Nicholas Jacobs.  I am the director of
finance at Universal Studios.  Mindy, please ask Joe Pasternak to pick up
this line.

   "Hello," came the next reply.

   "Joe?  Nick here," Nick answered.  "I have Miss Durbin on a conference
call with Mr.  Forbes grandson.  Apparently, she has decided it was her job
to verbally abuse his guests and Billy.

   "Jon," Nick continued.  "Joe Pasternak is one of the best producers here
at Universal."

   "Nice to hear from you, sir," Jon said easily.  "Is there a reason I
have Miss Durbin in my room using racial slurs against Billy and the two
Chinese girls who are my guests?  One of those girls was the one injured
trying to save my mother?"

   "That would make you Jon Hawk," Joe said after a moment.  "My apologies,
sir.  She wasn't supposed to show up at the hotel until three.

   "Are you there, Deanna?" Joe continued.

   "I'm here," Deanna said after she got over the shock of Jon actually
getting in contact with the upper echelon of her studio.  "Who is this
little shit that thinks he can order me about?"

   "Deanna," Joe sighed.  "That little shit is the person about to punish
you for the treatment you gave he and his guests.  You will do every thing
he tells you to do.  If Nick tells me that he was not happy when he left
Los Angeles, you will never work here again.  And, I mean in Hollywood, not
just at Universal."

   "How the hell does he think he has that kind of power?" Deanna screamed.

   "When he is finished," Joe chuckled grimly.  "I want you to look over
your contract for every movie we've produced here and those you've produced
at MGM.  If you look real close, you will notice that every film was
financed by one company or another that was a subsidiary of the Forbes
group.  His grandfather is William Forbes.  I suggest you make him very
happy."

   "You call me when you're finished with her," Nick said as he heard Jon
laugh.  "I'll have Mindy put you straight through."

   "I'm sorry for any misunderstanding on my part," Deanna said as she hung
up the phone.

   "I know," Jon smiled as he turned to her.

   "Strip her," Jon ordered roughly.

   Deanna gasped as the Chinese girls began ripping her clothes from her.
She had thought the little bastard would use her like this.  She was
shocked that he had the Chinese girls forcing her to do it.  Or that he
would let the black man watch.

   In next to no time, the two girls had completely stripped her of
clothes, shoes, and jewelry.  Knowing that her beauty entranced most men,
she gave Jon a smile as he stared at her.

   "Billy," Jon said as he smiled back at the woman before him.  "Take her
arms and bend her over the chair."

   Billy laughed as he knew what Jon was about to do.  Even he was
surprised when he removed his belt and handed it to Eumeh.

   "Only ten," Jon told her.

   Laughing, Eumeh pulled his lips to hers and gave him a quick kiss before
turning to her victim.

   Deanna screamed as the belt arced across her ass.  She continued
screaming for every stroke Eumeh gave her.

   "Precious one," Jon said as he pulled Jiao close to him and kissing the
top of her head.  "You will give her twenty."

   Jiao laughed at the woman's wail.

   "You thought you had mastery here," Jiao told the gwai lo as she drug
the belt across Deanna's ass.  "Oh my, your pussy is getting very wet."

   Walking behind her, Jiao roughly kicked Deanna's feet apart so that her
pussy and ass was exposed to everyone in the room.

   "Is she a good whore, Zhu Jon?" Jiao asked, as she slid the belt across
Deanna's pussy.  "Is that why she gets wet from a spanking?  Or is she just
excited that we can see here?"

   "She makes movies," Jon shrugged.  "Perhaps she is just happy to be used
by someone who knows how.  Are you ready to spank her?"

   Laughing, Jiao began her punishment of the stupid woman.  Unlike her
sister, Jiao gave measured strokes with the belt.  Making sure to put each
swat precisely where she wanted it.

   Deanna felt her cheek burning from shame as she realized the Chinese
girl was right.  The spanking hurt, she knew it was meant to.  But, the
humiliation of her position in addition was getting her very excited.  The
fact that this Chinese girl was taking her time and drawing it out just
made her more excited.  She knew that Jon would be rough with her.  But,
she was very anxious and ready for him to hurry up and slam his dick inside
her.

   After her final swat, Jiao turned to Jon with a fierce hunger in her
eyes.

   "Billy," Jon said as he turned to the black man.  "You let me know how
she accepts your punishment for her treatment of you.  The ladies and I are
going to sit down and eat.  Please, join us when you are ready."

   "You know I'm going to . . ." Billy said smiling as he walked behind the
actress.

   "You are a man," Jon shrugged, unconcerned.  "How you decide to punish
her is your choice."

   Billy laughed as he unzipped his trousers.  "You let me know how you
like the black men when you're ready," he grunted as he slammed his large
black cock into her.

   Eumeh echoed his laugh as she walked around to see Billy fucking the
gwai lo.  "You do her good, Billy," Eumeh smiled at the large black man. 
"Make sure that she will always remember you."

   Jiao laughed at her sister's advice and pulled her to the table so that
they could eat.

   From time to time, Jon would look up and smile as a particularly strong
groan or gasp came from Deanna.  The girls noticed this and laughed with
him and commented loudly on how masterfully Billy was making the gwai lo
cow his.  Jon knew that their words were only partially meant for Deanna
and Billy.  They were trying to keep him in good spirits as he prepared to
bring his parents to their final resting place.

   He appreciated their help and their kind words.  He knew he could never
disappoint them.

   After their early lunch, Jon looked over at the clock.

   "You might want to finish up with her, Billy," Jon laughed.  "We're
going to need to be ready in an hour."

   Jiao laughed when Billy pulled out of Deanna and she could see his cum
and Deanna's cum oozing from her red pussy.

   "Clean it and take it," Billy said roughly as he walked around to force
his cock between her lips.

   "Come, ladies," Jon said rising.  "Let's get our bags ready.  Billy can
join us after he's showered."

   Laughing, the girls followed Jon into their room and began to pack. 
They hadn't brought much, so it didn't take long.  By the time Billy got
out of the shower, he was surprised to see that Jon was gone and the girls
were sitting there talking softly with Deanna.

   "Are you girls all ready," Billy laughed.  "We've got a lot of shopping
to do before we board the train."

   "Jon should be on his way up," Eumeh smiled.  "Our things are in the
car. Jon wanted to talk with you before we left about this one."

   Looking at the door, Billy chuckled.  "I didn't expect you to be
finished quite so soon," he admitted.

   "He is having some emotions about the trip," Jiao said evenly.  "I think
we need to be ready for that."

   "I can see why Mary would like you," Billy smiled fondly at the Chinese
girl.  "She could always remain focused on the issues ahead while still
taking joy in the moment."

   "She was always very kind to us," Jiao said with a tremulous smile. 
"Even when Jon started teaching us how to read and write English.  Or when
Jon taught us what our father taught him and what his Japanese teacher
taught him."

   "Mary used to sit with my daughter working on their math together,"
Billy said sadly.  "Mary was very good at math.  My daughter needed work
and Mary was patient enough to help her with it."

   "Ah, up and about I see," Jon smiled as he came into the room.  "I'll
need to call Nick before we can go.  Are you satisfied with her apology?"

   "Oh, yes," Billy laughed as he rubbed his hand down Deanna's red ass. 
"She was very good.  Thank you, by the way.  Watching you for the last
couple of days had put me in a state."

   "Well," Jon laughed.  "I hope you got that out of your system.  We're
going to be on that train for a few days."

   "I'll be fine," Billy smiled.  "You ready to get our shopping done?  We
have a few errands before we leave."

   Jon made the necessary calls.  Though Nick was in a meeting, Jon
informed Mindy that he was very happy with Deanna's apology and that she
would be ready for whatever job Universal had in store for her.  He called
the front desk and asked them to leave the room alone for a couple of
hours. He spoke with the concierge and asked for a masseuse to be sent to
Ms.  Durbin that evening as a gift from Jon.

   Jiao was surprised at the number of stores Jon took her into.  Luggage,
jewelry, and clothes, everything she would need in the months and years
ahead.  The tailors decided to change her dress style and put a side zipper
in all her dresses so that she could get in and out of them easier.  As
they were waiting on the last of her dresses, the staff served a small
snack.  Fruits, cheeses, finger sandwiches and tea were available to all.

   Billy was utterly shocked when Jon took him next door to be fitted for
his own suit.

   "You will be at the funeral," Jon said with conviction.  "Not as a
driver, but as my mother's friend.  You will need a suit.  I've already
spoken with my grandfather.  Your wife will have her dress by the time we
arrive."

   Billy gave him a fierce hug before allowing the staff to continue with
his measurements.

   The trip home to New York was uneventful.  Mostly filled with cargo or a
few soldiers travelling across the States to their new duty stations, there
wasn't an opportunity for trouble.

   Billy took the family car and followed Jon and the girls as they
escorted Jon's parents to the funeral home.  Jon decided to spend some time
with his parents.  Jiao sat with him as Billy took Eumeh to see Jon's
grandfather.

   Eumeh was not surprised at the kindness she received as Jon's
grandparents welcomed her to their home.  As his first grandchild, Jon was
the heir to the Forbes Empire.  Though reputed to be ruthless in his
business practices, he was also reputed to be a fierce family man.  He made
sure his daughter knew the value of serving others as well as ensuring
their education.

   Eumeh was given a servant and she directed them on where to place her
things in relation to Jon's room.  She made sure that they had adjoining
doors and that everything was put away properly.  Jon's grandmother joined
her and invited her down to tea.

   "Are you having sex with my grandson?" she asked as Eumeh sat down to
tea with her.

   "Yes, Miss," Eumeh answered easily.  "My sister and I belong to him.  He
is very pleasing to us."

   "Both of you?" Jon's grandmother asked, shocked.  "Well, that is a
surprise."

   "Why is it a surprise?" Eumeh asked puzzled.  "Jon took us from our
father in exchange for my father's knowledge.  My father agreed because he
thought we could have a better life here.  We know our father loves us.  We
know that Jon cares for both of us.  Why would it surprise you that we care
for him as well?"

   "That is one way to look at it," Mrs.  Forbes said after a moment.  She
lifted her tea to take a sip and give herself time to think.

   "Our country has a history of side wives," Eumeh said as she saw the
woman's distress.  "Many who gained much honor and glory.  Or, who raised
remarkable children.  This is not a thing of shame.  You call these women
concubines and apply a social stigma to their status.  My country
understands that sometimes it is a blessing to have another woman there to
care for her husband."

   "How did Jon come to know your father?" Mrs.  Forbes asked softly.

   "He was encouraged to play with the Chinese kids in the area," Eumeh
replied.  "His mother wanted him to understand what it was to be in a place
of such poverty.  This set him apart from the Chinese, the Americans, and
the British.  He was set upon by a group of boys one day.  He knew he
needed to learn to defend himself.  Due to the fighting, our family had
been displaced.  Jon found out about my father from one of the staff at
their home.  He went to my father and asked to be taught.  He decided to
consider it and asked Jon to come back in a few days.

   "Jon did as he asked," Eumeh continued.  "Jon brought his parents with
him.  Your son-in-law purchased a home where my father could teach Jon. 
That was the first condition.  The second was to be Jon's choice.  Jon had
to agree to accept my sister and I as his servants.  My father took a week
to explain the things that may happen to girls in China.  And to girls sent
to serve in gwai lo households.  He hoped that with his youth, Jon would be
gentle and would take care of us properly.  We were given tutors and your
daughter made sure we were dressed properly.  Jon helped us with our
lessons, even going so far as to teach us everything he learned from his
fighting instructors.  Your daughter helped us to become ladies.  She
taught us to dress, how to sit at table, and how to walk in heels.  We were
to celebrate Jon's birthday in Australia.  Dresses had been arranged for
us."

   "That's when you and Jon were blown from the ship," Mrs.  Forbes
responded.  "And made your way to Douglas."

   "Yes, Miss," Eumeh replied.  "Miss Jean was very kind to us.  And Mr. 
General McArthur made sure we arrived in Hawaii safely."

   ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

   William Forbes sighed as he saw his grandson sitting with a Chinese girl
before two caskets.  He hadn't seen his grandson since the boy was five and
was unsure of how to proceed.  He had protected himself and this girl's
sister through their trek across the Philippines.  She had been strong
enough to bring his parents home.  What could he say that would make this
boy feel like part of the family.

   "Come in, Grandfather," Jon said softly.  "We've been expecting you."

   "Thank you," William said with a slight smile.  The smile died on his
lips, though, as the thought of his daughter in one of these caskets passed
through his brain.  "It is good to see you again, Jon."

   "Thank you," Jon nodded as he looked over at the older man.

   Looking at him, William was surprised to see that Jon had his blue eyes.
A rarity in the family but a welcome sight.  However, Jon was smaller than
he by a fair bit.  A remnant of his father's heritage, Jon realized.  As
was the unruly black hair that even now seemed to want to run wild on his
head.  Unlike either family, though, Jon's face was set in a hard mask. 
The planes and angles from his cheekbones to his jaw line radiated a quiet,
determined strength and readiness for rapid violence.  Even motionless, he
exuded a solid presence that William could feel and he felt pride in his
daughter for nurturing the child's strength.

   Reaching over, William sat and took Jon's hand.  "Let's just sit here
for a bit," William suggested.  "We can go home when you are ready."

   "Someone should stay with them tonight," Jon said after a moment.

   "Not to worry," William smiled gently.  "Reverend Bentley-Wright is
supposed to be here this afternoon to prepare everything.  He will be
giving the service tomorrow.  I will give him a call and have him come
immediately."

   Jon nodded and turned back to wait on the reverend.  Realizing that Jon
was finished talking for the moment, William went to make the necessary
arrangements so that he could bring the boy home.  It took almost an hour
before the reverend arrived.  Though he tried to engage Jon in
conversation, Jon deflected and deferred things to his grandfather with
barely a word.

   "I do apologize for not speaking with you inside," William said to Jiao
after they left the funeral home.  "I am truly grateful for what you did
for my daughter, your companionship with my grandson, and your help in
bringing them home to us.  You are very welcome here and in our home.  If
you need anything, don't be afraid to ask."