I’m very busy re-doing the pics in generation 1. You will see old and new pics in this chapter
Life had been a little bit calmer since Ian had been last robbed. He managed to write a best seller, one he was particularly proud of, and unfortunately, a flop. But no matter, he had a great idea for a children’s story he was going to try next! Sculpting was going very well-he had made it to skill level seven, and just produced a beautiful sculpture of a mermaid, that had fetched a pretty simoleon on the market. But supplies were getting low and he thought maybe it was time to take a trip. He counted his simoleons and did some research on his phone for trip costs. China appeared to be the cheapest trip, so he made preparations to leave the next day. Life never does go as you plan…Ian was robbed for a seventh time that night! There was just no getting around it, so he spent the eight hundred and ninety-five simoleons and installed a burglar alarm. This set his trip back for two days, while he worked hard to recoup the money. He needed every last simoleon he could pull together, to pay for the trip and still have enough money to buy his supplies. He really wished he was a violent man so he could give that burglar a good “talking” to, and he would never return.
Ian’s five hour flight to China went well, considering his hatred for flying. His seatmate chatted him up while he gripped the seat arms and kept his eyes tightly closed.
“See that really wasn’t so bad” the elderly lady said to him when they had finally landed and the plane had stopped taxiing to the loading door.
The bus ride to the mountain village Ian was heading to, was about an hour-long. He had already made plans to stay with a local couple, which was a decision based from a previous visit. He found the Shang Simla home base camp to be too crowded, and the establishment was never kept well cleaned. In fact, with all the rotten food and dirty dishes sitting around, it could be down right putrid. The owners also played music twenty-four hours a day, right outside the bedrooms. It was not a place that he ever wanted to stay at again. So this time he would be the guest of the Wang family, Shen and Maya.
Their house was located at the top of the hill and overlooked the valley down towards the city center. It was quite the view but paled in comparison to the beautiful woman working in the yard beyond the game. She was tending the flowers and the sunlight behind her illuminated around her petite body. He stumbled towards her in a slight daze knowing he must meet her, all the while hoping she was the Wang’s daughter. Slowly she turned, noticed him there and moved to meet him at the gate.
“Good morning,” she said. “I’m Mrs Maya Wang. Have you just come to visit our small town?”
“Yes, good morning. Nice to meet you,” he said then bowed his head in the customary Chinese greeting. “I’m Ian Bell,” he replied, all the while focusing on the word Mrs, over and over in his head. Married, just his luck.
After opening the gate, she invited him inside to meet her husband.
Once he was settled in the small, simple living room, he noticed Shen wave his hand and Maya left the room. The two men discussed their working lives and then, the reason Ian had come to China.
“I understand that you would be the person to speak to, about a particular ingredient I am looking for, to make a special kind of paint I use in my paintings,” said Ian.
“Painter?” Shen replied. “Can’t stand art myself. Never could make any sense of what art and what doesn’t Incredible waste of time, if you ask me!”
Ian was not impressed by the man’s candor. Shen came across as very ignorant, however Ian had been warned that Shen was also a ruthless business man, so he decided to bite his tongue and continue on.
“Do you think you could get it for me?” Ian asked.
“I will have to look into it. It’s a very rare item you are asking for you see. It may take time.
Ian took the word “time” to mean money, and although he didn’t have much, this was an item that he didn’t want to leave China without. His only hope was that he would be able to collect as many gems and minerals in the mountains, to make up for this little spending spree of his. It was then Maya entered the room, with tea on a tray. She served the men and once again was dismissed from the room. Ian and Shen continued to discuss minor details of their lives until Ian had finished his tea. he then stood, excused himself with a bow and explained he wanted to get started on exploring the hills. He left the room and from behind him, he heard Shen switch on the tv. Walking into the kitchen, he stopped to thank May for the tea. She bowed to him, without looking him in the eyes.
“I will be heading out now to the mountain hills. When will you be serving dinner?” Ian asked.
Maya glanced up at Ian and then towards the living room door. Turning to Ian she nervously said, “We eat at six. With that be enough time for you to be out in the hills?” She smiled, a beautiful inviting smile, that quickly disappeared after one glance towards the living room door. She stood there staring at the floor, nervously clasping and unclasping her hands.
“Six should be fine. Thank you Mrs. Wang. I shall see you then. Wish me luck that I don’t get lost.”
Ian turned and was almost out the door when he heard her very quietly say, “Good Luck!”
Ian had a very productive day in the hills and had collected more than he had expected. While he walked through the long green grasses up and down the hills, he couldn’t seem to get Mrs. Wang out of his mind. He had never seen a woman so beautiful, yet so nervous and obviously afraid of her husband. He thought of the loving relationship his parents had and it brought on even more worry. He admitted he didn’t know much about Chinese culture, for the last time he had been here, was with his parents as an early teen. He was thinking about customs and traditions back then. All he wanted to do was explore the hills and fish with his father. He wondered if this was normal behaviour for women in China, or if it was just this particular couple.
He arrived back at the Wang home just a little past five thirty. He wanted to have time to shower before dinner to look a little more presentable for their first meal together. He walked in through the kitchen door and found Maya cooking at the stove. She stopped stirring in the pot and bowed to him. He bowed to her and explained that he would like to clean up before dinner.
She showed him to his room and the adjoining bathroom and said “Mr Bell. If you would like, I could show you some of the best placed to find the things you are looking for. It would save you a lot of time and running around.”
Ian couldn’t believe the change in Maya’s demeanor. She was looking him directly in the eyes and smiling as she spoke. Gone was the nervous wringing of her hands and what he saw before him was a very happy relaxed person.
“I would like that. When would you have time?” Ian replied.
“I’m very busy tomorrow. However, I could help you the day after that, unless Shen decides he has something he needs me to get done.”
“That’s great. I will look forward to that then. Dinner will be soon.”
With that she bowed and closed the door behind her. As she walked away, he heard her singing.
Ian got through his shower quickly and changed into clean clothes. He wanted to be downstairs before Shen came home from work. He was just walking in the door when Ian made it down the stairs into the kitchen. Shen took no time to greet his wife, or to even look her way, but greeted Ian and sat down at the table. Ian stopped and waited, in hopes that he could pull out Maya’s chair for her. However, Maya served the men and went to stand by the wall, staring at the floor.
Ian sat down across from Shen and began to eat his dinner of noodles and sauce. He tried to keep his focus on his meal in front of him, but he couldn’t help but glance a few times in Maya’s direction. Never once did she look up from the floor. When he finished, Ian stood and gathered his plate.
“You can leave that. She will do it,” said Shen, who stood and walked away from the table towards the living room. When he had disappeared behind the door, Ian grabbed both plates and walked to the sink.
“No please,” Maya whispered, looking nervously towards the living room door. “Please let me do that.”
“You haven’t eaten. When do you eat?”
“I will eat when all my chores are done, ” she replied.
“Could I help you at all?” Ian asked.
“No. No, please!”
Hearing how frantic she was, he passed her the plates and walked outside to look at the night sky. Silently speaking to his father, he asked for guidance in this matter, but no words came. The whole scene had left him feeling very awkward and he had no desire to return to the house and sit with his host to watch television. He began to walk down the dirt path, his focus deep on all kinds of thoughts when he stumbled upon a very narrow path way that led him to a small house tucked in behind many weeping willow trees. He would have missed the path, if it hadn’t been for a pile of rocks at the beginning of the trail, that intrigued him and set him forward.
As he came closer to the house, he heard a woman’s voice from under one of the willow trees.
“Hello sir. Could I help you?”
Ian spun around in the direction of the sound.
“Hello? Is someone there?”
Slowly and carefully, hands parted the hanging branches of the willow tree and a young woman stepped out into the dimming light of night.
At first Ian was startled by the appearance of a lovely lady appearing in such a delicate but slightly seductive manner to stand before him. Giving his head a bit of a shake, he introduced himself,
“My name is Ian Bell. I’m a guest at the Wang household for the next few days.”
“Oh yes. I heard you were the houseguest of the week. Maya is my best friend you see, since we were children. When she can, she tells me everything. It’s very nice to meet you, sir.”
Ian drew his eyes away to look up at the house. “Is this your home? It has some very unique yet traditional details.” Ian looked to the ground and shook his head again. Unique details? Seriously, get it together man.
“Thank you,” she replied. “The home belongs to my sister and her husband. They are out for the evening.” Stepping a little closer to Ian, she took a small, quick breath, and lowered her eyes to glance at his lips before looking at his eyes. “Would you like to see the inside? Perhaps a cup of tea?”
Every fiber of his body was screaming at him to accept the invitation, yet his mind was able to remember, there were cultural rules in this world. Specifically, women must never be alone with a man. He didn’t know what to do, nor did he want to appear rude and while his body warred with his head, Sun simply crooked her finger at him and said, come. He followed her inside, not knowing what was controlling his body.
She said very little after they stepped into the front room and all he could do was stare into her beautiful eyes with those very long eye lashes.
Sun moved closed to him, whispering his name then licked her lips while staring at his. Her breasts rose and fell with every short breath she took.
“Ian, will you kiss me?”
Nodding, she leaned in and wrapped her arms around his body. As she kissed him, sun began pulling his shirt over his head. Then unbuttoned her own, dropping it onto the ground next to his.
“Should, ah should we go upstairs,” he asked her.
“No, here. Make love to me here,” she replied backing herself up against the wall.
She was a very sexy woman, who knew how to move her body in ways to tempt a man. She was thrilling in every way and by the time it was over, his legs were like jelly and his heart was pounding like he had just run a marathon. Her legs dropped to the ground and she rested against the wall, while he leaned on her. When he had gained the ability to move, he gazed into her face while trying to find the words he should say.
“That was amazing. My heart is still pounding,” he added with a bit of a laugh.
Sun looked at him a bit quizzically, “Was that your first time?”
“No! First time against a wall, but not my first time. Why? Was this your first time?”
Sun smiled at him and playfully pushed him away. “A lady never tells of such things, sir.”
Ian turned and began to look for his clothing on the floor.
“Where do you think you are going?” she asked. “You’re not done yet.”
Sun took Ian by the hand and pulled him into the washroom.
“You must bathe me now, as tradition dictates.”
Ian smiled at her before saying, I don’t think that is part of Chinese customs.”
“Sure it is, and I want you to do a good job bathing me. I mean a really, really thorough job.”
When they finished, he quickly dressed bid her goodnight and headed out into the dark to find his way back to the Wang house.
The house was quiet when he returned, so he tiptoed his way up the stairs, and to his room above the kitchen. The following morning, Ian had just risen when he heard Shen’s angry voice.
“What is the matter with you? How long am I going to have to wait?”
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! No, please!” was all he heard Maya say.
Ian had walked to the top of the stairs that led into the kitchen, quietly listening and trying to decide what to do. It was not his place to interfere, but…was that a slap? Next thing he heard was the outside door slamming. Ian went to the window in the hallway, to see Shen walking in the direction of town. He continued down the stairs, and found Maya sitting on a kitchen chair crying.
He went to place his arm around her shoulders, when she suddenly realized that he was there.
10 thoughts on “Chapter 6 Ian Meets Maya”
The pictures told the story! =)
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Really loved the chapter! 🙂
Ian will treat Maya way better than Shen did and she will be happy! I just hope Shen doesn’t hurt her again because this must have gotten him really mad!
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I’m so glad you liked it! But hold on to your hat, cause the road is about to get rocky for them!
Oh, I loved this! Shen looked like a jerk right from the start of this chapter, and I’m so glad Maya – who is so, so pretty by the way – found the strength to stand up to him!
Although now I’m worried because it’s still the start of this generation so I have a feeling Ian and Maya are nowhere near a happy ending just yet..! <:(
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You are right about Shen for sure. I thought the same thing when I saw him! Maya and Shen are apart of the households in China and can be found living in the a house up on the hill if I remember. Over time you will see me tweak her for the changes in her life as they unfold, well and Ian has a dramatic make over. Ian is in the EA library. I was super new to the game when I started all this!
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I really love that you used premades to tell a story – I did the same thing with Jared Frio and – to a lesser extent – Sinbad, so you know I’m all for it 😀
Oooh, I’ve seen Ian’s makeover and I look forward to getting there!
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I was such a newbie at the time! I was really just learning about CC and poses then as well. But I do really like some of the pre-mades in the library. Different eyebrows at times perhaps! LOL
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Shen is a real jerk, and I’m glad Ian got Maya away from him. She will be much happier with Ian and have a nicer life that she deserves. I just hope Shen leaves her alone because I’m sure this is a big hit to his ego.
Did you add Ian to their house with Master Controller? I ask because no matter what, when you travel, the game throws you into the base camp unless you hit Visa level 3 and buy yourself a house. I hate that for the same reason Ian mentioned. LOL!
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I’m not sure how I did it exactly. I didn’t have master controller then. I think he stayed at the base camp and I fudged everything else.
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