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Chapter Thirteen -Chapter Selection

Kamilla

     My bed felt so amazing this morning. The sheets felt like they were caressing my body, inviting me to lay there forever. It seemed like my body was tingling all over, and every shift in the sheets was sending shivers down my spine. I barely managed to stop myself from moaning out loud.

     I dreamed about my New Year’s Eve kiss again, but in my dream it went much further. She was kissing and touching me all over, driving me crazy, but when I opened my eyes it was Dani staring into my eyes, not Quila.

     I ran my hands along my inner thighs, and am surprised to find them come up wet. Did I… I flip up my covers and see myself laying in a wet spot.

     ”FUCK ME!” I whisper harshly. I had a fucking wet dream.

     ”Fuck you?” Rashad asks, propping himself up on his elbows on the other side of my bed, “I don’t think your girlfriend would appreciate that very much.”

     HOLY FUCK!

I HAD A WET DREAM

ABOUT DANI

WITH RASHAD IN MY BED

“GET OUT!” I scream at the top of my lungs.

     Rashad falls backward out of my bed and hits the floor. He peeks over the side of the bed at me.

     ”OUT!” I shriek again, almost hysterical with confusion and embarrassment.

     Rashad, already in a T-shirt and boxers, gathers up the clothes he was wearing the day before and scurries out of my room.

     What the hell is wrong with me? I asked myself as I sunk into the chair in the corner of my room, taking deep breaths as I stared out the window to the empty street.Why is this happening to me?

     I heaved a sigh before stripping off my clothes and walked into my bathroom to take a shower. I taking my time, I let the hot water wash all around me, and make sure to scrub every inch of myself. When I step into the hall, walking to my room, the smell of bacon frying hits my nose and washes away thoughts of almost anything else.

     ”Mom must be cooking,” I mumble as I pull fresh sheets out of the linen closet. I strip the sheets from the bed and toss them in the hamper before flipping the mattress. I finally start getting dressed after the fresh sheets are on and the bed is made up.

     After putting on my usher’s uniform, I fold up my favorite purple skirt, and a black knee length skirt with shoes to match, and put them in my bag. Gotta have something to wear to brunch after church.

I’m checking myself in the mirror when my phone rings.

     The caller ID says “Mom”

     ”I’ll be down to breakfast in a minute Mama,” I answer.

     ”Breakfast? Girl church bout to start!” her Creole accent coloring her English, “You know you’re supposed to today! MOVE YA BOTTOM!”

     I start to say, “Yes ma’am,” but she’s already hung up in my face. I look at the clock on the wall and see that church starts in 15 minutes. SHIT! I grab my jacket, bag, and Bible, and take the stairs two at a time to get downstairs. 

The smell of breakfast slaps me across again.

     ”I made you a sandwich,” Rashad says coming around the corner from my kitchen already dressed in his uniform. He puts a bacon, egg, and cheese sandwich on toast in my hand that is so fresh I can still see steam rising of of it. “Let’s get out of here.”

     The ride to church is mostly silent, bot of us stuffing our faces as Rashad drives. As we pull into the parking lot I turn to him and apologize for earlier. 

     ”Don’t worry about it,” is his answer, “I always knew you were crazy anyway.” and I punch him in the arm for his trouble.

     We walk into the church foyer together laughing, and are greeted by the head Usher.

     ”Rashad, I need you at the doors to the sanctuary, Diamond is already there. Kam, with the extra help from Diamond I’m fully staffed, why don’t you sit today out?”

     We both stand there staring at her, “Huh?” Rashad says.

     She looks at her watch, “Rashad, I’ve got a service to run, get to your post or I’ll get someone else to do it,” she sasy before walking away.

     We shrug at each other and, after going back to the car and changing my clothes, I take a seat in the pews. I am confused, but not particularly bothered. The youth choir is singing today, and Dani has a lead, the church loves to hear her sing.

     The choir beings to file in through door at the front of the sanctuary and take their places in the choir stands, Rashad opens the door at the rear and looks bewildered as Dani slides through, her choir robe draped over her arm. 

     She slides down the pew and takes a seat next to me and leans her head on my shoulder. 

     ”What happened? What’s going on Dani?” I whisper as another girl fumbles through the song she loves to lead.

     ”I don’t know,” she whispers back, her voice and her body shaking, “they just said they don’t need me today.”

     I look up at the door, my questioning look intended for Rashad, but end up looking into Diamond’s eyes as a wicked smile crosses her face.

• Chapter Fourteen
• Chapter Twelve
• Chapter Selection

Chapter Twelve -Chapter Selection

Daniella

    “So you’re the young lady Rashad mentioned the last time he called,” My mother says, looking across the living room at Shad and Kari who are occupying the love seat, “You know Dani calls me all the time, but Rashad is a bit harder to get on the phone.”

     My dad is sitting in his arm chair, Alice, who is perched on the arm of my father’s chair keeps staring daggers at my mother, before turning her attention back to Rashad and Kari. Dad’s withering glaces are reserved for me at the moment, but the entire room is mostly focused on my mother.

     ”Makari it’s been lovely to meet you, you seem like a delightful young lady. I would give you the traditional “Don’t you dare do anything to hurt my son” speech but I know KJ wouldn’t stand for that!” She pats Kam on the leg before continuing, “Now I understand you took Kani shopping this morning and you helped her pick out a nice dress for the Valentine’s Day Dance right?

     ”Yes ma’am.”

     ”Well judging by the pictures Dani sent me you have excellent taste, I was wondering if you would go with Dani, Alice, and I to pick out her prom dress and her graduation outfit!. I was so excited when she told me she had decided to go ahead and graduate early!”

     My mother pulls me into her arms for another hug, and I try to bury myself in her chest. I didn’t want to face what I knew would come next. 

     ”Dani?” My dad says from across the room. I decide to stop hiding and turn to face him, “what is she talking about you graduating early?”

     I trace the wood grain lines on the floor while I explainL “Before winter break, Mrs. LeRoe called me into her office and told me that I had enough credits to graduate early if I decided to. I told her I wasn’t sure yet, honestly I think I was more overwhelmed than anything, so I decided to tell mom.” I take a deep breath, “about two weeks ago I decided to go ahead and do it, so mom gave me the money for the senior fee and I paid it off.”

     Alice nearly falls off the arm of the chair, and Rashad, Kari, and Kam slowly melt out of the room. As the seconds tick by, I chance a glance up at my father, and wish I hadn’t. I can see the rage building up on his face and I know he is about to snap.

     ”Young lady what have I told you about talking to your mother about things that you don’t think that Alice and I are important enough to know! We are your parents! You live under our roof! Eat our food! And yet you constantly go off behind our backs and do things that affect your life in major ways! Do you have any idea how challenging college will be? Do you realize that you will be dealing with people more emotionally mature and balanced than you? Did you even consider that? We’ll talk about this later young lady,” He practically spits the last part at me.

     ”And you, Amani, how could you go behind our back with this and not mention it to us at all? What’s wrong with you!?”

     ”Daniel Raymond James you seem to be letting your temper get the best of you. You seem to be forgetting that Daniella has three parents in this room and that all three of them equally provide for her health and well being. You also seem to be forgetting that in this house this child has no one to talk to, what with you blowing your stack every time she mentions something you don’t like, and Alice parroting everything she says back to you either way it goes. Who else is she supposed to talk to Daniel?” My mother says, never raising her voice once, Alice begins to speak but my mother cuts her off,

     ”And I also enjoyed how you assumed I knew and was intentionally going behind your back. I assumed that Dani had already told you about her graduation status even before me. Maybe your daughter would feel more comfortable talking to you about things if you took the time to get to know her, and talk to her, instead of trying to turn her into your version of a perfect little girl.”

     The shock and horror mingling on my dad and Alice’s faces may have been funny in any other situation, but in this one, with me at the center, it was downright terrifying.

     ”Don’t worry about having that talk with her by the way,” she says pulling me up from the couch as she rises, “It is wrong of her to share things like that with me, and not with you, and I’m the one that needs to have that talk with her about it. She can stay with me at my house tonight.” She has lead me to the stairs and gives me a gentle nudge as she says, “Make sure you get clothes for church tomorrow,” then she strides back into the living room.”

     As I go up the stairs I can hear my father and Alice speaking in harsh, hushed tones, my mother not saying a word.

    As I gather my things, I take a quick peek out the window and see that Shad and KJ’s car is still in the driveway, but when I check the guest rooms and Shad’s room they are nowhere to be found. I hurriedly packed my overnight bag, and made my way back down stairs. as I did I could hear them talking again

     ”What makes you think you can just walk in here and take her with you Amani?” Alice whispered

     ”This is very irresponsible of you Amani, did you think about this at all?” My father added

     ”Having Dani stay over at my house wasn’t my intention in coming over here tonight but it’s obvious that she and I need to have a talk. It’s not like I’m kidnapping her, we have joint custody. You really have no reason to stop me.”

     I take a step down into the hallway, My mother rises from the couch and straitens her clothes, and then walks down the hall, calling over her shoulder, “Good night James family.”

She is silent the few blocks over to her new house, my grand parent’s old house.

     After she parks the car in front of the house and then puts her head down on the steering wheel.

     ”Daniella Satori James,” she begins, her voice not raised, but full of authority, “You can’t keep throwing me to the wolves like that,” she heaves a sigh, “You need to communicate with your father and Alice. Only telling me things isn’t enough, they are your parents too.”

     We go in the house and she orders Chinese take out from a place near by. She still remembers the place I like. The whole evening goes by in a blurr, laughing, talking, and watching movies. At the end of the night, I decided to climb in Moms bed, like I usually do when I stay with her.

     As we she begins to drift off to sleep, I roll over and look at her, debating if I should say it, pondering it, and then I decide.

     ”Mom?”

     ”Humm Dani?” she asks, half sleep

     ”Mom, I think I’m g—,” the word drops off, I can’t get it out.

     ”Humm?” she asks again, waking up a bit more.

     ”I’m really glad you’re here mom.”

     ”I’m glad you’re here with me Dani, now lets get some sleep.”

• Chapter Thirteen
• Chapter Eleven
• Chapter Selection

Chapter Eleven -Chapter Selection

Makari

     ”Alright, and now for the main course!” I said as I backed through the James’ kitchen door with the platter of my Achiote marinated chicken in my hands.

     ”Wow Makari, that smells fantastic!” Rashad’s step-mother Alice remarked.

     As I set the chicken in the center of the table and then took a seat next to Rashad, Mr James said: “Wow, you kids have really out done yourselves. You aren’t planning on telling us you’re getting married are you?”

We all laugh.

     ”No sir,” I said still giggling, “but once I get him down on one knee you’ll be the first to know.” As I say this, I place my hand on Rashad’s thigh under the table

     ”Not too soon now kids, you’ve got your whole lives ahead of you to get married, right now you should be worried about your educations,” Alice said.

     ”Relax Alice,” Rashad said rolling his eyes, “we fully intend on going to college,” he casually swats my hand off of his thigh.

    “So Makari,” Mr. James said as he began to fill his plate, “how are you liking Yorktown so far?”

     ”Well, I’ve been covering some things and taking pictures for the Sentry, and Rose Gardner, the editor over at the Grenadier asked me to cover some things for the yearbook too. I’ve also submitted some of my pictures and poetry to the Literary Magazine, and that will be published at the end of the year. Over all I’m really enjoying it so far.”

     ”Oh so the chief editor over at the Sentry put you to work on his news paper huh?” Alice said, looking pointedly at Rashad.

     ”Hey, hey, hey, a good editor has to recognize talent when he sees it right? Kari has a gift. I had to put her to work.” I begin to stroke his inner thigh again lightly, Mr. James and Alice almost completely focused on their plates.

     ”Your mother is the editor  over at the Ledger right? Maybe she could give Rashad an internship or something. How are things going for her over there?” Alice asked.

     ”She is busy all the time these days, but she loves every minute of it. Same for my dad, they are both ecstatic that they finally have their dream jobs,” I say using my free hand to attack my plate with my fork.

     ”So what are your plans for next year Makari?” Mr. James asked me.

     ”My parents would love for me to go to Colombia, that’s where they met. Even though I would love to be back in the city, I’m not totally sold on the idea. I’m planning on waiting for the acceptance letters and making my decision from there,” as I said this I notice Rashad’s dick starts to get hard as I stroke it with the tips of my fingers. 

     ”I’ve been trying to sell Rahsad and Dani on the idea of going to Virginia State University. Dani still has two years to decide but it’s about time for Rashad here to make his decision.” Mr. James said looking directly at Rashad.

     ”Makari this chicken is marvelous!” Alice says after taking her first bite.

    “Thank you! Every time we go down to Miami to visit my abuelita she teaches me a few Cuban dishes. Ever since I was little she’s always called me her little cooking helper.” Rahsad finally decides to swat my hand off his leg when I start to creep up to his waist band.

     Just then the front door opens and closes, and Dani and Kam, after taking of their coats, follow the smell of dinner to the dining room. After they finish washing up, they join us at the table, taking the seats directly across from Rashad and I.

     ”So, how was your trip to the mall Dani?” Alice asks, eyeing her suspiciously.

     ”It was great! Makari and I had a good time shopping together.”

     ”It looks like you’ve been working wonders with both my children Makari,” Mr James comments, “you’re the first girl Rashad has been serious about since that horrible Diamond girl last year,” he shoots Rashad another pointed look before continuing, “and Alice has tried for years to get Dani to enjoy shopping and dress more like the beautiful young lady she is. Your cooking is superb, you’re very sociable, I’m surprised Rashad hasn’t asked you to the Valentines Day Dance!”

     As he says this, Kam visibly flinches, but just as he finishes his statement, the front door opens and shuts again. Alice gives Mr. James a questioning look, but he and Rashad have both started to rise out of their seats. It’s clear no one else was expecting more company.

     Just as they have both stood up to their full height, eyes locked on the dining room entrance from the hall, the kitchen door swings opened, and a woman who both Shad, but much more so Dani resemble steps into the room.

     ”Hello James Family!” she exclaims.

     I look around the table to see everyone’s faces frozen in shock. It takes another five seconds for anyone to react, and Dani is the first. She jumps out of her chair so fast that it actually topples backwards and hits the floor as she runs around the table into the woman’s outstretched arms.

     ”MOMMY!”

     ”Well look at you my little Dani Sat,” Dr. Harris says, holding her daughter at arms length from her, “turning into a grown woman on me I see.”

     ”What brings you way up here Amani?” Alice asks, confusion coloring her tone.

     She answers Alice’s question, but looks directly at Mr. James as she does: “Your parent’s didn’t tell you they agreed to sell me the house on 19th street? We’ve been talking about it for months, ever since I was offered the Chief of Medicine position at Virginia Medical Center. We just signed the paperwork and closed and I game right over with the news. I start moving in tomorrow and I take over at the hospital over the next few weeks.”

     Virginia Medical Center is only a few blocks from here, and from what I remember, Rashad’s grand parent’s house was only a block away from that.

     Rashad walks around the table and gives his mother a warm hug as Mr. James slowly slides back down into his seat.

     Dr. Harris turns her gaze to me for the first time and says, “And who is this lovely young lady?” looking at me curiously.

• Chapter Twelve
• Chapter Ten
• Chapter Selection

Chapter Ten -Chapter Selection

Kamilla

    “Step back doors closing,” the disembodied voice of the metro car said as the doors slid closed.

     Dani had taken the window seat without a word and stared at the dark walls of the metro tunnel as the train smoothly moved forward. The car was almost empty besides us.

     ”Are you okay Dani?”

     She shrugged inconsequentially and continued to stare out the window.

     ”Are you going to tell me what happened back there?”

     ”I don’t wanna talk about it Kam,” she mumbled.

     ”Dani you can’t let those two get to you. All they want to do is hurt you. They want to see you break down and you can’t give them that satisfaction. Do you know why they want to break you down?”

     She finally turned and faced me, her eyes read like she’d been holding back tears. 

     ”All this time, I’ve never been able to figure out why she hates me so much.”

     ”She is jealous of you honey. Alicia? She really is. Think about it: you’re the same age, but you’re a senior, about to graduate, while she’s still a sophomore. You’ve got colleges falling over themselves trying to get you to go to their school so that one day they will be able to day that “Daniella Satori James got her education HERE.”

     She looks at me searchingly so I continue: “You look better than her too. You’re beautiful, and talented too? If Mrs. Thompson could fail you just to keep you in her choir for a few more years I think she would. How could Alicia NOT be jealous?”

     ”Jealous? Of a freakshow like me? Kam, I’m 16 years old! I’ve never been on a date, I JUST had my first kiss, everyone my age at school treats me like some kind of alien because they know I’m smarter than them and they can’t stand it! Half the seniors won’t even look at me because they think I make them look bad. If anyone pays me any attention at all outside of choir its either to help them with their homework or tutor them in something! You, Rashad, and Kari are my only friends!”

     ”Sounds like a pretty good group of friends to me,” I say indignantly.

She smiled just a little bit.

     ”And hey! You had your first kiss! That’s AMAZING honey! You’ve got to tell me: Who’s the lucky guy?”

     She blushes and turns away from me

     ”Come on Dani Cakes! TELL ME!”

     ”Never.,” she breathes, her reflection in the window showing her blushing cheeks.

     ”You’re gonna tell me little girl!” and then I tickle her mercilessly.

     She laughs and gasps and tries to breathe as much as possible but I keep tickling her, the people around us are eyeing us suspiciously now.

     ”Do you give up?” I ask her after I stop and she gasps for air.

     ”How *gasp* are things *gasp* with Quila,” she manages to get out before she starts coughing a bit.

I sit there silently for a moment, caught off guard, “Things are going fine, it just gets hard sometimes, with her being so far away.”

     ”I don’t mean to sound insensitive honey, but if you don’t get up we’re going to DC,” she says.

     I looked around for the first time in a while and noticed the train had pulled into Rosslyn station and if we didn’t get off soon we would end up taking an unexpected trip to DC. We quickly gathered our things and got off the train, transferring to the Orange Line to Ballston.

     Rather than wait on the bus out in the cold, we sat in a small cafe close to the stop in silence, each lost in our own thoughts.

• Chapter Eleven
• Chapter Nine
• Chapter Selection

     I cut though the trees using the path that the two of us made, how many times have we strayed off in the woods this way together? Too many to count, but this time I’m alone, she went ahead of me. The sun filters down between the leaves of the trees lightly, making it almost cool in the shade. The fallen leaves make a noisy carpet on the forest floor, but traveling this way so many times we’ve learned to move silently.

     Up ahead I see our clearing, bathed in the sunshine that the trees of the forest always seems block out, sitting upright, with her nose pressed into a book, she sits oblivious to the world.

     Standing in the deep shadows of the trees I take her in with my eyes as a light breeze catches her hair and rustles it gently. Her light brown eyes are locked onto the page and her glasses have slid halfway down her nose. With the sun shining directly on her you can almost see through the sheer purple top she is wearing, and it glints of her belly button ring. Her light blue skirt is sprawled out around her on top of the blanket she’s laid out, and a large picnic basket sits waiting near by.

     I shift my position in the woods slowly and silently so that I can approach her from behind, and then emerge. In a few quick motions I have her hands pinned behind her back with one hand, and her mouth covered with the other. Not that it would matter, no one would hear her scream out here anyway.

     “You really shouldn’t wander around in the woods alone,” I whisper into her ear, “Never know what kinds of people you’ll run into.”

     She struggles against my grip, but I hold tightly as I start to kiss the side of her neck.

     “You really should be more careful,” I whisper once again.

     She manages to break one of her arms free and, after running her hand across the fabric of my jeans finally finds my hard dick and starts to stroke it through my pants.

     “That’s a good girl,” I say, finally releasing her from my grasp, as I do, I give her a gentle push forward.

     As soon as she catches her balance, she whirls around, her skirt spinning with her and flailing out around her, glaring at me.

     “Didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s rude to sneak up on people like that,” she says furiously as she picks up her book and closes it properly. It had sprawled to the blanket when I surprised her.

     “You may just sneak up on the wrong PERSON!” As she yells the last word, she hurls the book at me, and as I duck to avoid it, her body slam into mine, and I fall backwards onto the blanket. While she did manage to surprise me, I’m still stronger than her and end up having her pinned, face down on the blanket.

     “Now that wasn’t nice,” I say in a calm, steady voice, “that wasn’t nice at all. I see I’m going to have to teach you some manners.”

     She struggles against my grip, but this time I don’t let her go, and I use my free hand to dig around in the picnic basket until I find the pair of handcuffs. After securing them around her wrists, I pull her up into a kneeling position and walk around her slowly.

     “Now how should I punish you…” I muse to myself and the trees. I reach back into the picnic basket and come out with a riding crop. As I circle behind her, she follows me with her eyes until her neck can’t turn any further.

     “I’m sorry Papi,” she says coyly.

     “Eyes forward.” I command.

     Her head snaps forward and she looks into the trees across the clearing. I focus my attention on her petite form, my eyes following the curve of her back down to her ass.

A smirk plays across my lips as I land the first blow.

     She whimpers upon impact and then exclaims, “I’M SORRY PAPI!”

     “That’s not very convincing, you’ll have to do better than that,” I say as I land another.

     “I didn’t mean to be naughty Papi,” she whimpers as I strike again, “please believe me.”

     “Still not very convincing,” I say lazily, as I switch hands and concentrate on her other ass cheek.

     I slowly walk around her around her body, tracing her form with the tip of the crop. When I come to a stop in front of her, I trace her tits and nipples with the tip.

     Finally, I toss the crop off to the side, unbutton my jeans, and pull out my hard dick.

     “Now, make me believe you’re sorry.”

     She inches forward on her knees, her arms still cuffed behind her back, and runs her tongue up the length of my dick, ending with the tip. She uses her tongue to make tight little circles around the head before taking it into her mouth and starting to suck it. After taking the head out of her mouth, she spits, the licks up and down both the sides before going back to the front, and taking as much as she can into her mouth. After letting her suck my dick for a while, I begin to get bored, so I take her by the by the hair and begin to guide her head up and down on my cock.

     I pull my dick out of her mouth and look her in they eye, “What do you have to say for yourself?”

     “I’m sorry Papi,” she says as spit drips down from her chin.

     “That’s much better, I think we can do without the cuffs now.”

     I kick my jeans off from around my ankles, and pull the key out of the pocket. I free her wrists from the handcuffs. After rubbing her wrists for a moment she looks up at me expectantly.

     “What do you want Kae,” I ask her.

     In response she bends over, putting her and arch in her back, with her ass and pussy facing my direction.

    “I want you to fuck me Papi.”

So that’s what I do.

     Hours later we still lay on the blanket as the slides closer and closer towards the horizon, her body folded to mine as I stare at the sky.

     “We should get going, it will be dark soon.”

     “I brought flashlights,” is her only reply.

So we lay there as the stars begin to light the night sky.

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