about my real family,” Summer whispered.
Three weeks after she arrived at Jesse’s house bruised and battered, Summer took her fake identification and beneficiary papers down to the National Benefit Life Insurance company in midtown Manhattan, where she received a five hundred thousand dollar check as one of the beneficiaries of Rex H. McKenzie, who had succumbed to injuries suffered during a mysterious attack.
Being Rex’s assistant and dealing with his hellish behavior and sexual fantasies had finally paid off. Using her looks and skills in the bedroom had been the easy part. Building his trust had been the hardest part, especially getting him to sign papers she handed him without reading too closely.
The first thing Summer did was pay a portion of her debt. With the first payment, her grandmother would be released. Summer planned to work very hard to get her other family members released as well.
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“What the hell are you doing laying down in the closet like some crazy person?” Caralina’s voice jolted Summer out of her reverie. “I heard R. Kelly’s sick ass does shit like this. I know you ain’t about to be pissing on little kids and shit, so get up before I have you committed!” Caralina prattled on.
Summer bolted upright. “How did you get in here?” Summer snapped, annoyed at Caralina’s bold interruption.
“You only got an entire army sitting down in your kitchen. You know they hate to see me coming so they just opened up a path and let me walk right on in,” Caralina said, chuckling. Caralina looked spry and radiant. She wore flawless makeup, a professionally laid shoulder length, bone straight hair-do and a bright, pastel colored stripped BCBG maxi dress that hugged her curves in all of the right places.
“I’m not really up for company. I’m still in pain, believe it or not. Plus, I’m pretty tired. I haven’t been getting much sleep lately,” Summer complained, scooping up Jesse’s belongings and putting them back in the bag before Caralina noticed.
“I know you’re not up for company, but that’s exactly what you need! Plus, I’m not damn company…I’m your BFF. That’s right, chica! Now, get ya ass up. I will not take no for an answer so don’t even try to say it again,” Caralina insisted.
Summer groaned and rolled her eyes. Caralina tapped her foot impatiently.
“Summer...you cannot…I repeat…can NOT stay locked up in this house and in this awful bedroom another damn day!” Caralina snapped. Caralina stepped over Summer and went straight to her rows of hanging dresses.
“How about this little number? I remember JB liked you in this color. He said it made your high yellow ass look vibrant!” Caralina said cheerfully as she held up a fuchsia Nicole Miller mini dress with open slits on the sleeves.
Summer twisted her lips. What she really wanted to do was tell Caralina to go pound sand.
“How about this one? The green would be heavenly on you. And this dress might make you look like you have a nice ass, cuz we all know you got nice tits, nice legs, but hardly no ass,” Caralina laughed heartily at her own joke as she held up a mint green Bebe strapless maxi dress.
“Whatever you pick, I’ll wear,” Summer submitted. Perhaps she could use a little female company and fresh air.
Chapter 5 Nothing Is What It Seems
“I can’t believe getting you outside today was so damn hard! I had to practically drag you by the damn hair just to get you into the sun! Your ass been vamping too long!”
Caralina sat across from Summer at Cubana Café, one of their favorite spots in Park Slope. The bright red sectional style seating, the mix-matched paisley table cloths, and the bright yellow, orange, and sky blue paint and wall tiles was just the type of lively
Three weeks after she arrived at Jesse’s house bruised and battered, Summer took her fake identification and beneficiary papers down to the National Benefit Life Insurance company in midtown Manhattan, where she received a five hundred thousand dollar check as one of the beneficiaries of Rex H. McKenzie, who had succumbed to injuries suffered during a mysterious attack.
Being Rex’s assistant and dealing with his hellish behavior and sexual fantasies had finally paid off. Using her looks and skills in the bedroom had been the easy part. Building his trust had been the hardest part, especially getting him to sign papers she handed him without reading too closely.
The first thing Summer did was pay a portion of her debt. With the first payment, her grandmother would be released. Summer planned to work very hard to get her other family members released as well.
************************
“What the hell are you doing laying down in the closet like some crazy person?” Caralina’s voice jolted Summer out of her reverie. “I heard R. Kelly’s sick ass does shit like this. I know you ain’t about to be pissing on little kids and shit, so get up before I have you committed!” Caralina prattled on.
Summer bolted upright. “How did you get in here?” Summer snapped, annoyed at Caralina’s bold interruption.
“You only got an entire army sitting down in your kitchen. You know they hate to see me coming so they just opened up a path and let me walk right on in,” Caralina said, chuckling. Caralina looked spry and radiant. She wore flawless makeup, a professionally laid shoulder length, bone straight hair-do and a bright, pastel colored stripped BCBG maxi dress that hugged her curves in all of the right places.
“I’m not really up for company. I’m still in pain, believe it or not. Plus, I’m pretty tired. I haven’t been getting much sleep lately,” Summer complained, scooping up Jesse’s belongings and putting them back in the bag before Caralina noticed.
“I know you’re not up for company, but that’s exactly what you need! Plus, I’m not damn company…I’m your BFF. That’s right, chica! Now, get ya ass up. I will not take no for an answer so don’t even try to say it again,” Caralina insisted.
Summer groaned and rolled her eyes. Caralina tapped her foot impatiently.
“Summer...you cannot…I repeat…can NOT stay locked up in this house and in this awful bedroom another damn day!” Caralina snapped. Caralina stepped over Summer and went straight to her rows of hanging dresses.
“How about this little number? I remember JB liked you in this color. He said it made your high yellow ass look vibrant!” Caralina said cheerfully as she held up a fuchsia Nicole Miller mini dress with open slits on the sleeves.
Summer twisted her lips. What she really wanted to do was tell Caralina to go pound sand.
“How about this one? The green would be heavenly on you. And this dress might make you look like you have a nice ass, cuz we all know you got nice tits, nice legs, but hardly no ass,” Caralina laughed heartily at her own joke as she held up a mint green Bebe strapless maxi dress.
“Whatever you pick, I’ll wear,” Summer submitted. Perhaps she could use a little female company and fresh air.
Chapter 5 Nothing Is What It Seems
“I can’t believe getting you outside today was so damn hard! I had to practically drag you by the damn hair just to get you into the sun! Your ass been vamping too long!”
Caralina sat across from Summer at Cubana Café, one of their favorite spots in Park Slope. The bright red sectional style seating, the mix-matched paisley table cloths, and the bright yellow, orange, and sky blue paint and wall tiles was just the type of lively
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