Jez said, “Okay. The manager said they would keep an eye open because the security cameras been down for a month now. I just looked at their ass, like, okay.”
Jai said, “If a muthafucka were stalking their daughter, they’d fix the cameras.”
Jez said, “It has to be somebody that works there, or following me. What the hell?”
Jai said, “OMG! They got you cursing all out of your element. Quit going to that location, period. That’s some fluky-ass shit.”
Jez said, “I’m quiet, but I don’t want a man that can’t approach me.”
*****
Jez picked up her clothes from the dry cleaners every Tuesday before going to the shop.
The cashier said, “Hello. How can I assist you today, beautiful?”
Jez said, “Hi. Here’s my ticket.”
The cashier said, “You don’t talk much, huh?”
Jez said, “I’m fine. Thank you!”
The cashier said, “My name is David.”
Jez said, “Well, you know my name. Nice meeting you.”
David said, “Lift your head up, beautiful, it’s okay.”
Jez said, “How much?”
David said, “You have five items. It’s on the house today, miss.”
Jez said, “That’s nice, but I insist on paying. Thought appreciated!”
David said, “See you again. Have a nice day.”
Jez said, “Yeah! Yeah!”
It couldn’t have been David leaving a note because the gym is across town, and I barely speak to him. He can’t get my information or my whereabouts just from my credit card, Jez thought.
*****
When she approached the house, she saw the lights still on, so she knew her mother was still awake and full of questions.
It used to piss her off when her sister said, “You are acting like our mom,” but she saw it herself and didn’t like it.
John said, “Hello, daughter. How was your day?”
Jennifer said, “She’s coming in later and later each night.”
John said, “Honey…leave her alone.”
Jez said, “Hello, Father. Hello, Mother. How was your day?”
Jennifer said, “He asked you first. You didn’t say much this morning. What’s going on?”
Jez said, “My day was productive. I passed my styling and coloring so far. Mother…come in and get a style from your daughter tomorrow.”
John said, “That’s a good idea! I’ll bring her.”
Jez said, “Dad…Mom knows how to drive, right? See you in the morning, Mother.”
Jennifer said, “Hmm. Yes, daughter.”
Chapter 4
Tara
Finding My Own Way
Tara never had to worry about money since Skunk scooped her from the club.
Skunk said, “Baby? Come help me count this money before I leave.”
Tara said, “You know…I need my allowance.”
Skunk said, “Ass, always begging! I see you’re showing that fresh wax off. You can have all this shit! Spread that butterfly open.”
Her job was to keep her hair done, body waxed, hands and feet manicured; finish school; and keep him happy.
Skunk made all the money for the foundation, so she kept it maintained and hired all the help to keep everything lavish.
She made sure everyone left by 5:00 p.m. so she could have some private time. “I love your silky cocoa skin tone,” Skunk said.
Tara always giggled when Skunk kissed her stomach, slowly making his tongue go in a heart motion. She loved watching this tough man on top of her, blowing, licking, and sucking her clitoris like there’s no tomorrow. His head moved up, and down, slowly indulging into her heart, making her fall for him even more.
Tara said, “Skunk…OMG!”
As soon as her legs began to shake, Skunk put his arms around her thighs in a locking position, so she couldn’t run as she climaxed.
Beep. They both ignored the sound of the phone.
Skunk said, “T-turn over.”
Tara said, “Okay, Daddy!”
Tara loved that demanding shit, especially with the nickname calling; she turned over fast as hell.
Tara’s phone started ringing, and they both ignored it, knowing damn well it was her mom anyway.
Skunk loved hitting it from the back, watching her ass he paid for jiggle.
“Damn, T,” Skunk said as he flipped her over onto her back, pushing her legs open. The head of his dick went in, out, in, out, and he knew her pussy would grip his throbbing dick, like always.
He pushed her lower back down with his hand to form her arch better, then he went in stroking, holding Tara’s hand so she couldn’t push his thigh.
He loved watching her boobs he paid for jiggling up and down fast as hell smashed on the bed. “Hold on! Baby, you are clowning me,” Tara said. “Quit begging then,” Skunk replied.
She turned around and pulled him closer, “I’m taking all that,” Tara whispered. They French-kissed while rubbing each other softly, grinding hard, about to start a fire, breathing heavy, and moaning. When Skunk began sucking her nipples, they both climaxed at the same damn time.
Buzz. Skunk ignored the sound. “Fuck that phone,” he whispered.
“Come here, Daddy,” Tara said. “Damn, baby! Daaaaamn,” Skunk mumbled. “Shh, relax! Let me clown you for a minute,” Tara said, getting on her knees, making smacking sounds while kissing the tip of his dick. Who taught her this shit, Skunk thought. When she started licking, spitting, and making smacking sounds, his body went numb just like she wanted.
Skunk said, “When you learn this shit? Got damn!”
Tara said, “Practice makes perfect! Right?”
They finished with “I love you,” exiting the shower, but Skunk was still thinking who in the hell she’s been practicing on.
Tara replied to Samaya’s text, “I’ll be there in a hot minute.”
Skunk replied to Isaiah, “Yup bro, at the spot.”
Skunk said, “Don’t be scared to use it.”
Skunk hit Tara’s ass when she passed, handing her the pistol he bought her for her birthday. “Never scared! I’ll see you later, babe,” Tara said.
Tara giggled, getting into her cotton candy Maserati Quattroporte S Q4 that Skunk scooped her for Valentine’s Day. She just sucked the skin off my shit, Skunk thought as he watched her pull off waving and shit like she just did something.
*****
It was Tara’s turn to drop the package off to her parents’ house, and she hated going alone because they pushed for information about Samaya and Queen.
It got so bad to the point where she’d put the package in the mailbox to avoid one-way conversations and questions.
She wasn’t worried about it getting stolen because the envelope went straight into the house on the porch so she could dip off quickly.