All Chapters of The 36th of Michael Benedicto: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ManilaFeast of the Nazarene, the air was cool and crisp. It was the second week of January 1997. Thousands of people gathered on the street during the parade of the Black Nazarene. Amidst the coolness of the weather, everybody’s sweating due to the heavy crowd. Some are praying, crying, shouting and some even fainted.   

MartinaIt was 1994 I felt ecstatic because, for the first time, I have a real job. I felt important and so proud. I was then twenty years old and my mother was very happy and she cooked Pancit Malabon, a Philippine cuisine and my favorite- Kare Kare. My mother was the best cook in the whole town of Binondo and people often asked her to cook for them during parties. My oldest sister inherited this talent. After rigid two months of training, we were sieved and I belonged to the 10 lucky ones who got the position in Sales in the most prestigious Malls in Manila- Sm Megamall. We were in charge of the perfumery back then. We were under the supervision of a woman. Her name was Martina Albano. She was very strict and uptight despite her beautiful face. She wanted everything to be perfect and her policy was, “Rule number one: the customer is alway

Cheska didn’t notice the time. It was already 6 p.m. and their company driver messaged her that he is on his way. She already had lunch with Uncle Mike as she fondly calls him. It was already her third visit and by Saturday which is the following day she has to report to the office for her weekly submission. He cooked Menudo for lunch and while eating, they talked light stuff like their families. He told her about her 3 nieces and their life back in Binondo. “After what happened to me in 2005, I left Manila.” I transferred here to Pasig City and live near my older sister. My mom was left in Binondo with my second older sister and her family. I visit them once in a while especially if there are some special occasions. How about you, Cheska? Tell me about yourself? You’ve been with coming here for three days and you haven’t told me anything about yourself.” He asked. “There&

Katerina was an extraordinary woman. She was seventeen years older than me and has more experience in sex. She was my mentor. She taught me various unimaginable positions, doing it non-stop for hours. She was a wild woman and she drives me crazy. Our relationship was just lust and we do it anywhere in particular. We’ve done it in every corner of her house. We’ve even done it while her daughter was sleeping next to her on her bed. The only things that separate our naked bodies were the pillows that she put in between. Afterward, Jennifer didn’t sleep next to her again. Matt and Andy seemed to have accepted our relationship though Matt didn’t speak to me for quite some time eventually, he accepted it and as long as his mother was happy then he supports us. Andy thought it was cool having me as his older brother and a lover to his mom while Jennifer remained nonchalant about this matter. Maybe

Rosemarie likes to be entered from behind and all fours. She never faces me whenever we make love. She said that looking at your partner seems personal. Rosemarie Guevarra, even at the age of 50, she still got the spunk. She looks like one of the sex sirens in the 80’s Carmi Martin. She’s wild in bed and screams a lot. Every time I am with her I always drink Red Bull for me to have stamina. Once she invited a female friend. She’s a bit younger than her, maybe 45 years old. Her name is Rosanna. She’s as wild as Rosemarie but easily gets tired. That night, they gave me a large amount of money. I declined because Rosemarie is my boss but they insisted. They told me they liked my performance and were satisfied. I thanked them for their generosity. Later that evening I realized they were siblings. Back at work,