Nervous(65)

“Damn, you are fine and freaky with a fat ass,” he said after he was all up on me.

“Why don’t you just shut up and go pay for a room?” I folded my arms in front of me and leaned on the side of Jon’s car. “I don’t have all night.”

He cleared his throat. “I thought you were paying for the room. You invited me.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “I’m out of here.”

He grabbed my arm. “No, wait. I got you. I got this. Just give me a minute to get my debit card out my car.”

I didn’t respond. I just watched him retrieve his card, go into the motel office, and walk back out a few minutes later with a key.

I got my shopping bag out of Jon’s trunk and met him in front of Room 112. Once we were inside, I handcuffed his ass, gagged him, put a leather hood over his head, broke out my flogger and tore his ass up. His stupid ass asked me if I wanted to fuck him afterward.

I leaned over and whispered in his ear, “Update that damn picture on the internet. If you don’t, the next sister might not be so nice.” I gathered my things together and left. I still had time to catch the late night episode of Jerry.





33




jonquinette

The day had finally arrived and it had been a long time coming. To think that Momma and Daddy had been apart because of me, at least because of a part of me, was too much to bear. Despite what some people believe, we only get one life. Jude had ruined their life together, apparently because she felt threatened.

Daddy didn’t feel comfortable staying with me since I only had one bedroom, so I registered him at a hotel less than two blocks from my apartment. I debated about how to structure the reunion  . Part of me felt it would be better for Daddy and Momma to see each other again for the first time in a public place. At least then I wouldn’t have to worry about them getting too loud. Daddy wasn’t the type and Momma was too uppity to allow complete strangers to see her arguing.

The other option was for them to do it in private so that they could really open up with each other. On the flip side, they could have ended up killing each other. I asked Marcella about it and she said that a private atmosphere would probably be better. She even offered to lend us her office. I didn’t think they were ready for that, though.

I wanted it to be someplace peaceful so I decided to take them to a park for a picnic, something we hadn’t done together since I was a child. Daddy got into town around nine o’clock on a Saturday morning but he couldn’t check in to the hotel until three in the afternoon. I took him out to breakfast at a waffle house and it was a good thing because it gave us an opportunity to get a game plan together before Momma was added to the mix.

“How’s Flower doing?” I asked him after we were seated in a booth.

He grinned at the mere mention of Flower’s name. “She’s doing great and she sends her love.”

“And I send my love back.”

“She was upset that she couldn’t come with me but I explained to her that it was more important for her to be in school and that I had no idea when I would be back.”

“Aw, well let her know that she is welcome to come see me during one of her school breaks or summer vacation. I would love to have her.”

“Wouldn’t that be too much for you to handle?” he asked.

“No, because I will take off work whenever she is coming,” I replied. “Speaking of which, who’s manning your shop while you’re gone?”

“Nobody, but it’s fine. While I hate to lose business to the competition, the townsfolk will just have to take their cars on over to Jose’s place. That’s the only downfall of running a one-person business. When you can’t be there, the business is not functioning.”

“Have you ever thought about hiring someone?”

Daddy laughed. “I don’t get enough regular business for that. I make enough to get by but just like other types of service-oriented companies, income is solely based on demand and not on recurring customers.”

“True, I guess you can never depend on people having car trouble.”

He shook his head. “Not on a schedule, that’s for sure.”

“I won’t say that I’m rich or anything, Daddy, but if you need some extra cash, I do have some savings.”

He put his hand up to wave me off. “I wouldn’t hear of it. Jonquinette, if I really get strapped, I can always go back to programming. I enjoy the repair business but I do have other skills.”

“I realize that, Daddy.” I didn’t want him to think I was implying that he couldn’t survive on his own but I also wanted him to know that he supported me for the first fifteen years of my life and for that, I owed him something. “Just don’t hesitate to ask me for something, if you need it.”