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Jester was walking gingerly across the mall on Friday, and entered a store for pictures. He looked totally out of place with his spiked hair that was black and white, and his black tactical vest.
“I’m here to pick up a package for Hillier.” He asked.
“Sure, just one moment, I’ll look.” The girl at the counter told him, and she was off to the backroom. Just then a woman’s voice came loud and clear from behind him. It startled him at first, but then the thick Thai accent told him of their identity.
“They don’t serve punks in this store, so you’ll have to leave.” She said.
“In that case, I guess they don’t serve Thai’s either, babe.” Jester replied. They both giggled, and Kaylei stepped into Jester’s arms and gave him a great, big, hug, and a Biggie-sized kiss.
“How have you been?” Kaylei asked.
“Much better now, I’ve been missing you like crazy.”
“Really? That sounds serious. You might want to have a doctor check you out.”
“Well, I hope that you are good at medicine too.”
“I know my way around the pharmacy.” She smiled at Jester and he stared back. The clerk returned from the backroom with an envelope. Jester paid for them and the two left the store and headed to the food court, for something to eat.
They sat for their meals, and when they were finished began their usual ritual.
“When we last talked, we really didn’t get into much detail about you.”
“What about me?”
“There is a lot about you.”
“Like what?”
“Like things about you that I would like to know.”
“Such as?”
“What was it like in Thailand? What did you guys do over there for fun? Those sort of things.”
“Well, music is very big over there. We love to dance a lot too.”
“So, you went to clubs a lot over there?”
“Sure, did. Just about every weekend we would go.”
“So, why did you choose America? Why not England?”
“I didn’t choose America, America chose me.”
“What did they choose you for?”
“It was a company that I was working for at the time. A fashion agency. They liked the work that I did at the time, so they hired me to work there.”
“What did your family think about that?”
“They told me to go, and I left almost overnight.”
“How did you learn English so fast?”
“They mostly teach us in school to speak other languages.
“That’s cool. So, did you leave someone special over there?”
“What someone special? You mean boy friend?”
“Yeah.”
“I left all of them behind, and they are all heartbroken.”
“THEM!?” Kaylei broke out laughing because of the look on Jester’s face.
“I’m kidding. I only had one boyfriend in school, and he lasted about 5 days, but that was back when I was a little kid.”
“Oh.”
“Jester, are you looking to be my boyfriend?
“The thought has occurred to me.”
“Really?”
“Yes, I have given it some thought, and I have said, why not?”
“Well, what about you? Havent the girls been all over you?”
“Yeah, I just had to tell them to knock it off for a bit. Too many of them and not enough time.”
“…”
“I’m kidding, Kaylei. I haven’t had a girlfriend for two years. My last one turned away from us and went rap. She started sleeping with black guys.”
“I’m sorry to hear that. Did you love her?”
“Not really, no. Deep inside, I knew she wasn’t done with her freedom. She wanted to be everyone’s sample. I wasn’t cool with that, so she left.”
“I understand why you did. That was very brave of you.”
“I guess that makes us both warriors.”
*****
Toni felt Johnnie come hard and long, and at the same time that she did. She arched her back and then leaned forward to collapse on top of him. They were both exhausted, and had been going since earlier in the afternoon. As Toni rolled off of Johnnie, she lay beside him, and just listened to the breathing.
“That was great.”
“Yeah, it was another great one.”
“You think that they know about us yet?”
“Hell, no. Those morons couldn’t find their asses without me putting a boot in them all the time.”
“I’m guessing that when Mark finds out, he’s gonna be very upset.”
“Well, then he’ll die very upset.”
“I mean, we have been doing this for sometime. He’s bound to suspect something soon.”
“Too damn bad about him. If he had been one tenth the man that he portrays out in the street, he’d be taking better care of you.”
“That’s true too.” Toni said as she began to lace up her satin nighty. “What are we going to do for the next time we meet up?”
“Meet me at the Bistro, and I’ll pick you up just like today.”
“No, I meant about when the Tramps meet again.”
“Oh. I got something special in mind with that, that my boy Harry has been working on. It’s gonna be great.”
“As great as me?”
“…”
“Johnnie!!??” Toni yelled.
“No, I’m serious. I got something that I think the group is gonna love. Now I want you to look at this.” Johnnie began pouring a white powder out onto Toni’s mirror, and chopped it with a razor she had on the dresser.
“Holy squeeze, Johnnie. What is this? Where’d it come from?”
“That’s the secret stuff. Looks good, huh?”
“And there is a truck load more where that comes from. It’s a little leftover from our last expedition.”
“You got that from the mansion? From the shelf?”
“Yup. I been wanting to try it for the last week but I figure we give it the first shot.”
“Are you kidding, you don’t know what the hell could be in there.”
“Relax, baby. This mess is the main thing. I’m just borrowing the poor bastard for a little bit.”
“You mean that this belongs to someone else?”
“Maybe it does, but who cares, its ours now.”
“That’s really brilliant.”
“And we need to get the group in on this like a pact or something. It will be unbelievable.”
“It certainly will be. Wow, I’m jammed from that joint, Johnnie.” Toni slowly put her arm around Johnnie again, and began rubbing his ribs and back. Johnnie kissed her back and leaned on her, pushing her back on the bed. He lifted her nightie and began to move in a slow rhythm.
(End of Chapter 7)
-Killer Klown
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