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“What’s the fun in that?” She pulled a makeup mirror from her purse and examined her face. “Shit,” she said. “Forgot my bright reds.”
“Huh?”
“Lipstick,” she said. She snapped the mirror closed. “Girl, how in the world do you get by without any makeup? That’s like God’s gift to humanity.”
“You look fine,” I said. I realized instantly fine wasn’t the thing to say. “I mean pretty.”
“Bless your heart.”
I parked the van in the street where she told me to. The trailer was tiny, almost camper-sized. It had only a wooden step up to the front door. The yard was half sand, half brown, crunchy grass.
I hopped out, looking for a place to leave my keys and didn’t have storage anywhere. I held them in my hands instead, along with the cell phone. I had to leave behind the MP3 player since I no longer had a pocket.
“Where’s your purse, girl?” she asked as she stepped out. We had been the same height, but now, even with me in kitten heels, she was a good four inches taller than I was in the spiky boots. “Did you leave it in my car?”
“Told you that you need one,” Marc said. I spotted the SUV driving past. It pulled down the road, circling the neighborhood. “Be right back,” he said. “Don’t shoot anyone until I can find a good spot.”
“Don’t usually carry one,” I said.
Future rolled her eyes. She came forward, snatched up the keys and tucked them into her purse. She took the phone, opened up my shirt, and then wedged the phone into the cup of my bra. “God gives you a shelf, you use it.”
I wasn’t sure how I felt with her man-handling my boobs. I looked down, and spotted the outlines of the phone sticking out. “He’s going to see.”
“Then you should get a purse next time. I’d stick them in my purse, but I need access to the gun just in case.” She slapped my hip and nudged me forward. “You’re a mess. Didn’t your mama ever teach you anything? I don’t know what I was thinking taking you on as a partner.”
I bit my tongue. The mama comment stung, but it wasn’t her fault. She didn’t know. I flicked the emotion back. “For the van,” I said, trying to crack a smile.
“That’s an awesome van,” she said.
We hobbled up to the front steps. She stayed a step below me, because there wasn’t enough room to stand side by side. “I’d go in front,” she said, “but I don’t want him to see me reaching for a gun just in case.”
I grunted. “Being a shield wasn’t part of the bargain.”
She ran her fingers through her short hair, combing it back. She hiked the skirt on her hips. “Let me do the talking,” she said.
I wasn’t sure if that was a good idea. Her voice would give her away.
She rang the doorbell, and then knocked on the door, putting on the prettiest smile.
“This ought to be good,” Marc said. I imagined he found a spot where he could see what was going on.
A short, pudgy guy answered the door. His eyes were bleary and his shirt was smudged with a mustard stain across the front.
He spotted me first, looked confused, and then spotted Future and his eyes widened as he checked her out.
I just got overlooked for a cross-dresser. Maybe she was right; I needed to work on my girly image.
“Huh?” Danny asked.
Future tilted her head. “Hey there, sugar,” she said, and her voice was surprisingly soft, to the point where she could have easily passed for a female with a husky voice. “Is Johnny around?”
“Who?” he asked.
She frowned looking up and down the street. “Damn. Do we have the wrong house?”
Danny’s disappointment dropped over his face like a rock. “Who were you looking for?”
Future made a clicking noise with her mouth. “You see, me and my friend Tasha,” she said, tugging my arm. “Need a partner.”
“Tasha!” Marc said, laughing in my ear.
I shoved my clenched fists behind my back and then gritted my teeth and smiled. “Yes, we do,” I said, in a flirty tone.
“You see, we’ve got to film this really hot scene on the beach,” Future said. “It’s for a music video. You know, with bikinis and a lot of skin pressed against skin.” As she spoke, she took a small step backward. She held on to my arm, snagging me along.
“Oh?” Danny said, taking a step out. “So you needed Johnny to…”
“Hold the camera,” she said. “We’ve got to go pick up a camera and then go to the beach.”
“I can hold a camera,” Danny said.
Future paused in her movements, looked at me and then looked at Danny. “I don’t know.”
“He could hold it,” I said. “He looks like he can hold up a camera.”
Danny made a muscle bulge, barely, by holding up his arm in a flexed position. “I can hold it steady. I’ll do it for free.”
Future leaned in to whisper in my ear. “Too easy.” She pulled away from me and then curled her fingers. “I like you, Danny. Come on out and play.”
Future started walking toward the van. I followed. Danny started to pad down the steps and then stopped. “Hang on,” he said. “I need my shoes.”
“We’re going to the beach,” Future said. “You don’t need any shoes.”
“Oh yeah,” he said. He reached over, closed the door to the house and then ran down the steps. “Let’s go.”
“We’ve got a van,” Future said. “Want to hop in the back?”
“What’s the van for?” Danny said as he walked behind us.
I went to the rear of the van and unlocked the door. “For carting around a camera.”
“And Tasha and I like a little privacy so we can fool around before a shoot,” Future said.
Marc snickered in my ear.
Danny looked like he was about to shoot off a geyser where he stood. “Fool around?” he asked.
“You know,” Future said. She smiled, tucking her arm into his to urge him toward the open van. “You’ve got to work off a little steam before the shoot. Otherwise everyone ends up hot and bothered and your music video ends up as a porno.”
“No porno making for you,” Marc said.
“Is that a bad thing?” Danny asked with a smirk. He got into the back of the van. “There’s no seats.”
“Just kneel on the floor.” Future reached for the door, starting to close it.
Danny stopped the door quickly. “Someone going to join me back here?”
“We need to get the camera first,” Future said. Her eyes flickered down his body, stopping at his pants. “Do me a favor, baby?”
“What?”
“Show me your piece. I want a look at you.”
I totally didn’t want a look. I turned, getting out of the way before Danny could pull his cock out.
“Nice,” Future said. She licked her lips. “That one’s so big. All ready to go, too. Tell you a secret, sweetie. If you jerk it off now, you’ll last longer when we get to the beach.”
I was out of view to see Danny, but my jaw dropped and I was shaking my head and waving my hands at Future. Gross!
“You want me to…”
“I want to watch,” she said. “Puts me in the mood. Put on a show for me, and I’ll put on a show for you when we get there.” She winked at him and then shut the door.
“No,” I seethed through my teeth. “No, ew, no.”
“Are you kidding?” Future whispering, her voice low again. She slid her arm around my shoulders, taking out the van keys. “It’ll keep him busy until we get there. He won’t know where we’re going until it’s too late. We can hose it out if he makes a mess. Usually I’ve got them in the back of the Montego and they sprinkle happy juice all over my upholstery.”
Gross!
Marc was laughing loudly in my ear.
RUNNERS GET PAID
I drove while Future took her time watching through the window at Danny while he did his thing. She directed him, asked him to do ungodly things to himself, and occasi
onally touched her bra, pretending to be turned on. I think she enjoyed this part a little too much.
We were back at the police station as soon as I could get there, but it didn’t save the van.
Future even managed to get him to put on the pink fuzzy cuffs.
“Looks like we’re here,” she said as we pulled into the parking lot. “Get as close to that door as you can, sweetie,” she said to me, pointing to a metal door on the side. “Then hop out and ring the bell. I’ll bring Danny.”
“Should I put my pants back on?” Danny said.
“Yes,” I said. I jumped out of the van. I ran over to the door, smacked the doorbell and waited.
Future held Danny’s arm while he stepped out of the back, looking confused. “Where are we?”
“Hang on,” Future said, pulling him along by the pink cuffs. “Have to make this one pit stop.”
“This isn’t the beach.”
“You’re smart,” Future said.
A cop opened the door. Danny took one look and started to walk back. “Wait a second.”
