Tranny Love in the SuperMArket

3:00 am

I woke up,rolled out of bed,stumbled too the restroom too piss,dragged my feet back to my room.

Just to get back up and sit at my desk. I unfold my macbook pro,wiping off what seemed to be ashes off of the palm rest of my laptop. I looked around my desk,mainly in the upper area and found some Febreeze,spraying it all around the air of the surrounding area. I see an small empty baggie next too my laptop,trying to blend in with a bunch of random papers stuffed in a pile on top of my desk.I unfold my macbook pro and proceed go through my emails and unread notifications from any of my social media pages,just to stay informed.I start with emails, i start scrolling down,one of my emails is from the bank,with the word "Overdraft" in the title.

"Boy Goddamn...." I mumble too myself quietly.

Im going through it and i see ninehundred fourteen dollars and seventy four cents owed too the bank. I go through more emails and i see PayPal credit,click on that i owe them onehundred seventy five dollars. Im going though all these different emails,mostly junk,some about debt,then i remember one from Fiverr. I click on it,its from months ago,six to be exact.

But i look at it just to reminisce and see an order i placed to dickwad177,i was trying to get this guy too program an adventure game for me but it never worked. All i ended up getting was broken ass app that did nothing,then i scrolled down the screen for more emails. I saw the freelance webdesigner who...actually did an okay job,he fixed up my wix page for my amazon affiliate business that never really went anywhere. I partly blame my own work ethic as well as the freelance bloggers and digital marketers that never really did the jobs i paid them to do. I had to admit my entrepenurel spirit is extremely durable too have survived all of this heart ache. Although i would be lying if i said there wasnt a great amount of impatience associated with it. I almost began too ask myself how i acculmulated so much debt but I decided to stop myself

"This is depressing....lets make it more fun." I say outloud to myself.

I open up two windows for YouTube. One for foreign models doing bikini hauls,another for a lofi producers rendition of biggie smalls. I mute the one with the model from Spain cause its damn near twent twenty, and i personally feel the feminist movement needs too do less talking and take more action. We cant let the Patriarch get te best of us....she has such smooth skin and a....BEAUTIFUL personality. I thought too myself as I watched a muted video of a young woman showing off her body in different bathing suites. "

"Foriegn travel seems divine." I thought to myself once more.

My stomach felt the sudden need to defend its territory against any surrounding predators cause it growled loud as fuck. I made what I felt to be the best decision i could make at that time, marking my territory in front of the model from Spain being careful not to get it all over the keyboard like a dog barking at the tv screen at another dog. I wipe my primal property line gel off of my stomach with one of the animale control tissues i keep in the animal control tissue box next to my laptop. I began making my way down the hall towards the kitchen.

I walked out of my room down the hallway into the kitchen for some coffee when i heard a sweet voice call me my name,"Martin?"

"Hey Mom" i replied

I walked in her room and kissed the sweetest woman in the world her on the forehead.

"Can you go to the grocery store and get some milk, and some fruits and vegetables for the me please I would go but Im tired,did all that ripping and running yesterday. I'll give you the money plus put some money in your account."

"okay sure." I responded

"Just let me go in the kitchen and get some coffee."

"Okay,thank you sweetie."

I walk to the kitchen and spot some mail on the island counter in the middle of the kitchen. I briefly skim through it just to look and see things like, past due,and other things invloving paypal credit. Basically the same shit I was emailed but email obviously wasnt enough cause these fuckers decided I needed a whole letter after I spoke on the phone with them for hours weeks prior too this shit explaining how I did not want any more physical mail at my house.

I put a bagel in the toaster and a kcup in the Keurig before turning on the television. I flip too The N cause I wanna watch Zoey101,which Im pretty sure is the equivalent of the Wu-Tang Clan as compared too modern tv standards.

"BaaaChing!" goes the toaster as I can hear my bagel rocket outof it. I grab my phone and text my friend Leo,he works at the Grocery store so I text him too see if he can let me in early,discount,just help out.

(Text message)

Me:Leo you there?"

Leo:Yooooo

Leo:Whatsss gooooddd brrroooo?

Me:Chillin man hey you work today?

Leo:Yea bro im bout to head over there right now

Leo:Yo you tryin to smoke

Me:Sure I was headed over there anyway

Me:You got it?

Leo:Sure bro you know i gotchu!!

Me:cool!

Me:Aight bet!

Leo:You walking? I would give you a ride but im already like almost there but i was going to say if you come now I can probably spark you up.

Leo:Or if you want you can chill for a while while I work

Me:Yeah im coming thanks bro.

It felt like Christmas morning,but not capitalist buy me everything Christmas. Like the actual birth of Jesus Christmas combined with the second coming. I ran too my mom's room to tell her that Leo said he was going to help me out.

"Heeeeyyy." she said smiling "You going there now?"

"Yeah." I said

I went too the bathroom too shit shower and shave. I put on my beige jacket,a faded black supermario shirt with the invinceibility star on it,navy blue fitted Levi jeans, my converse and some sunglasses. An outfit that clearly says "I am too cool for school Im'a take my ass home."

I put my Ipod in and right before I can play one of the songs from the Abstract Meets The Dungeon Dragon followed with something by SlickRick. I mean homie Im right by the door about to call out to this woman so she can give me the money I FORGOT to get from her. My phone vibrates, I pull it out too see....Two hundred dollars was just sent too my bank account through my phone,from her.

Now mind you normally this would be a good thing,or,at the very least,a normal thing I would be indifferent too. But she doesnt know I get high off my fucking ass,she doesnt know I let my future depend on the pipe dreams sponsored by "HER" twenty dollars which I gracefully place in the hands of freelance Fiverr developers who rarely seem to get the job done.

So like ive clearly been doing so far I decide too wing it. I turn on BustaRhymes remix too GodLivesThrough followed by ThaRuler's Back by none other than Emcee Ricky D and murmur curse words too myself how Im going too work this out.

4:00 am

Im just arriving at the parking lot of the grocery store with a smile on my face because its still dark out. I look around and there are no people in sight,other than the flickering of light and faint stream of smoke I can see in the distance at the entrance too the store. I raise my finger pointer finger in the air signifying a wave too the ciggarette smoker,he waves back.

"Thats Ramone." I thought to myself and the closer i got the more I realized my thoughts were correct.

I could see the lights inside the store were on and a couple of cars in the employee parking places,with maybe one or two people inside of those cars on their way too getting out. Me and Ramone exchange an ethnic handshake which is like the body language equivalent too ebonics when Sam,one of the Store's General managers from Nigeria walks by.

"Damn kids and that fucking MTV." I thought too myself as he walked by.

He was streaming an online podcast that played nothing but music outloud from his phone which made me cringe cause he was listening too what sounded like anything that was still deemed cool by most mainstream audiences that came out after 2009.

"Whats going on Merkat." I said as effusively as possible.

"yeah....hey...." Sam said quielty without even offering too look at me or break his pace to engage in conversation.

Me and Ramone shared a nice laugh that lasted about twenty minutes because the brand of ciggarrettes he gets comes just started putting jokes on the inside of the box, right on that silver part,ya know the part some people say leave on and some just tear off. That tinfoil looking shit,yeah that.

As I head inside I am blinded by the bright glowing flueroscent reflection of lights that are coming from the floor. I raise my head in an attempt to compare the sunshine level of intensity of that of the ground to its source. My eyes look around watching what seems to be white curtains covering the food placed in the built in commercial refridgerators attached too the walls. An older caucasian gentleman starts lifting up the curtains he gets to five before giving up as too start on a different task because he its literally 4:05am and he's doing something that doesnt have to be done until 6:50am when the store opens up at 7(Math skills).

GoodMart is a great place too shop because even though the people who work here take alot of pride in what they do. The guy who made me show my long division just proved it.

I look at the register and see those coupon ads,I start examining closer. I see a bottle of SunnyD for buy three get three free.

"That sounds nice." I say too myself as my train of thought is interrupted by the sound of my name being called. I look around and see Leo waving too me from behind the service desk.

"Yooooo what up bro."he exclaims

He is wearing a clean white dress shirt with a dark blue tie and his black hair is slicked back. As I get closer I can see through the entrance way to behind the service desk is black dress pants and black dress shoes with a nice black belt holding his pants up and tucking in his shirt.

"Whats going on man." I say too him exchanging another ethnic handshake."You look good man,real profeesional. Every one else look all dirty n' shit but you seem too be good at taking church and work, and letting the two combine too form miracles."

He laughs extremely hard cause we like to joke and have fun.

We also like too exchange ethnic handshakes too one another cause as soon as that laugh was coming too its end,thats what we did....

"YOOOOOOO" he says smiling uncontrollabally.

His eyes are bloodshot red and I can detect the smell of pinetrees growing in an underwater forest all around him.

"Yo bro."He says pointing too his now golden nametag that read assitant manager trainee followed by not only his name but,goddammit you guessed it,another ethnic handshake followed by a sincere expression of congratulations

"Hey man in all seriousness though congratulations. Im proud of you man."

"Thanks bro!" Leo says with a justified look of happiness and accomplishment. Leo always had been an animated person on top of being a coneisueer of weed thats why i choose to hang around him. He is also a cool guy.

His nametag seemed too glow,as the lights from up above reflected off of it. It glistened ever so brightly.

"What they gotchu doin'?" I asked

"Ruby got me changing the paper shredder,right?"

"Right." I respond

"And broooo,I fucking spilled that shit all over the floor,like Im legitametly pissed bro....BUT WHATS GOOD!?" he exclaimed with a well deserved tone of happiness although im not sure whether or not he knew how loud he was really speaking. When you add that with the look in his eyes and the obvious aroma that clung too his aura....it made his promotion that muc more impressive,I must say.

"Im getting some stuff for my Mom,milk,veggies n' fruits n' shit.But i really wanna get some pizza pockets,some chips,soda,juice, dip for the chips ,hotdogs, hamburgers,freezedried buffalo wings,salami,pringles,frozen pizza, cof-" I quickly look at Leo to see how long he's going to let me trail on before i keep naming an entire grocery list comprised of a bunch of carnal impulses Im naming off the top of my head.

"Coffee..." I guess he dont care thats why he's my best friend.

"Coffeemate" I continue.

"Cause their soulmates." Leo adds whimsfully, you can tell he's high.

"Yeah" I say nodding my head in an approving fashion.

I look at Leo's eyes and their red, so im pretty much sure i already know where this is going.

"I wanna get that White Chocolate Wild Raspberry flavor. Then for the pizza pockets im finna get triple meat and i might even throw in a sandwhich in there." I really wasnt planning on getting a sandwhich but i figured fuck it might as well throw it in there becuase i know he high as hell and i just feel like talking at this point.

"But yo man you tryin' to smoke right to smoke right?"

"Yeah,man....I dont really got no money right now."

"Damn bro what happened?"

"All my entrpenueral projects have been a bust for the past couple of years and Im tired of working nine to five ass jobs man."I tell him

"I feeeeeelll yoouuuuu broooo.Fuck this working and slaving for somebody else. I just became manager and im going too school to study business bro. Im finna open up my own marketing business. Why dont you go to school or work here bro?" He asks raising one eyebrow out of curiousity.

"Homie I dont know if I can honestly do school. Ive never really been a school person,like I cant look myself in the mirror and honestly say Im going too do a whole two years of that. But thats just me,all this anxiety n' shit and dont feel like wasting time to do all that and Im done with retail but I appreciate it."I say

"I feeeeeellll you bro!"exclaims Leo with a great deal of compassion.

"But I dont know bro you got good ideas and I know your smart,your not like other people."

"Thank you Sir." I reply.

"Bro if you want." Leo starts as he looks around to make sure no one is hearing our conversation."I can help you out bro,if you want I can probably get you the food for free."

My eyes widened and the naps on the top of my head woke up abruptly.

"word!?" I whisper very quietly but with a great amount of excitement and force.

"Yeah bro." He says while giggling "I got you bro."

And that my dear friends calls for yet another ethnic handshake.

""Thanks man."

"Yeah no problem bro just stick around. I already told Ruby that your coming and, not to offend you bro, but, I lied and said you were coming for groceries and I was gonna help you out but sen-."

"Yo dont even worry about it man,it's cool." I say with a big grin on my face.

"Okay. You see that big bitch over there bending over too putting shit away by all those cans of peas and shit?" He asked while pointing over too a heavy set caucasian woman who looked like she was in her mid forties. She had short black hair,a blue vest over an American flag t-shirt with blue jeans and black shoes.

"RUBY!" yells Leo as Im walking over.

"Ooohheee!! Hello." exclaims Ruby "You must be Leo's friend."

"Yes ma'm Im Martin,are you Ruby?"

"Yes I am, what can I do you for?" Exclaims Ruby with the most beautiful smile,dimples and puppy dog eyes I have seen ever. She pretty much answered my question without me even having to talk.

"Leo,my baby,tells me that you are here for groceries?"

"Your baby?"

"Oh,HA! Everyone here is one of my babies,Im the Momma!" she said,which she actually kind of sang at the end of that sentence. So maybe "she sang",instead of she sa- fuck it I dont know!

"Yes I-"

"You guys are going to smoke weed." she retorts

"Ummm."

"It's okay my husband smokes medicinal and I was a big hippie in my late teens and all throughout my twenties."She says proudly

"Hahahaha,oh okay. Yes were going too smoke later but I was actually hoping too get groceries for the house,not neccessarily munchies but things like milk,veggies,an-"Remember that second coming Christmas thing I said earlier well it turns out Ruby is actually Mary.

"Thats alright you dont have too explain yourself to me I like to see a nice young man like your self helping out his mother, and seeing your a good friend of Leo's Im going too do you a favor. You seem hellbound on this milk,so you get what you NEED. Alright."

I nod my head as she smiles and cheerfully says

"Then once you do that, get what you WANT.Okay?"

Im in complete and utter shock,Im starting too think I may get this shit for free.

"Wow,thanks. Did you need any help in the store?" i asked

"Hahahaha,oh sweetie no I have more than enough people working right now, but thank you Martin."

I looked around and judging with the vast retail experience I already had it was true she had more than enough people.

"Do you know where our Dairy department is?" she asked.

"Yes ma'm I think it's all the way down on the left side right, that whole corner?" I said while pointing too the section of commercial refridegrators all lined up against the wall on the left hand side of the store. From the current angle I was at,which was the front of the store,I could see where the beer was kept and next to that the begininng of the lunch meats but that was it.

"Yes,thats right Martin. Just look for a young woman named Angela,she's the beautiful young lady stocking the milk."

"SHE THE GOAT!" declares Leo from behind.

"Ms.Ruby she's the goat...of stocking.....Isn't that right Ms.Ruby?" now when Leo said that he had a really big smile and alot of energy to go with that stement. A great deal of certainty that she was going to agree with him,but I dont think she really knew what he meant when she said that.

"She's a goat?" replied Ruby puzzingly.

"Yeah it means she's the greatest o-"

"Leo go show your friend Im busy." Ruby declared

"Okay"

I turn too thank her one more time and she told me i was welcome. We were walking down too the dairy section when we stopped too eye a case of Choronas one of the overnight team members had left on the ground near a pallet jack.

"Bro I should just like....take one and run bro."

"That would be nice,its early now but I wouldnt mind one for later."

"Oh yeah,okay bro, so that girl Angela is fucking hot bro. If you could get weth' her I'll give you a whole eighth thats in my car." He said

"You serious?"

"Deadass."

"You go'n give me eighty dollars worth of perfectly good weed. If I succeed in getting my dick wet with one of your cowor- employees. Im sorry employees." I say raising one eyebrow because I think he might be serious about this shit.

"Bro you wanna bet on it?" he extends his hand out for mine too seal the deal, no this is not necessarily an ethnic handshake, but a regular one.

We continue walking over passing the beer then the lunchmeat.Closest too me I see is large neatly pile of boxes that contain cartons of milk, behind that or further from me I can see a large stack of milk crates and inbetween that i see hands taking,placing and replacing milk cartons from and too the shelf. The closer I get the more I can hear music,sound like Jodeci that gets louder the closer we get.

We get to the pile of boxes that was cloeset too us and I stop dead in my tracks.

I was looking at a masterpeice. Beautiful blonde hair wrapped in a ponytail over a blue crew Goodmart shirt,she turned around and looked me dead in my eye. I felt this sudden need to apoloagise to this complete stranger for every wrong thing Ive ever done in my life. Shit I coldnt even remember I just wanted to buy a bunch of herbs on amazon,get them home boil them and take bath in them. Her breast were practically busting out of her shirt.

Im saying she looked exactly like barbie straight out of a music video that was being produced for a cover girl ad. She continued too stare, I looked at the windows to her soul and could see cats on the other side clawing at the glass as if too try and communicate something with the outside world.

I gave a very warm and welcome hello.

"Umm,hi." she said in a very flat tone that made it obvious she didnt want to talk. Okay she sounded grouchy as fuck but its not 4:20am on a Thursday and she's at work putting away milk,if it was me I'd be feeling a kind of way too. Leo was explaining what Ruby had said too him but I was too much in awe of the Instagram like beauty on display in front of me.

I could see my reflection in the silver bar that lined all the fridges on the way down. Just kidding,Im talking about her,not kidding about the self confidence part but I am kidding about the self reflection part. I wanted too suggest she clean the silver bar but I didnt want to get on her bad side,she already seemed upset. She has a very tan complexion that goes beautiful with her cat-like eyes and blonde hair.

"Se ve muy bien aunque" Angela says glancing at me for a short bit.

I take my glasses off and smile. She smile back,revealing teeth that turned out to be "no-parking-ticket white." which made for an ecstatic smile.

Her and Leo are having their own conversation in Spanish I take this time too observe her more without coming off as disrespectful,trying to be as smooth and gentleman like as possible. I noticed her phone clipped to her belt and displayed some kind of an art desgin on it,It was a white star enclosed in a white circle with two white cresecent moons on both sides over a pink background.

Her grey khaki jeans were nice and fitted which made for a very nice view when she squatted down too better sort the milk.

I could kind of see the back while she was standing although I played it safe and when she turned too look at me out of nowhere I was glad I did. The turn was so sudden that her ponytail flung around behind her head and it hit Leo in the face. So much beautiful hair. So much long beautiful blonde hair.

I must admit I spaced out for most of their conversation I was too busy thinking about other things.

"But yeah,it's all up too you. It's your decision." said Leo "But he's my boy so be nice."

That shit snapped me right back into my immediate surroundings, at that moment I began too think about my current financial situation,the nice secure comfort Ruby made feel when she said she'd be doing me this favor. The luxury I had in knowing the tangibility of all these things,the reverse of all that except for my financial situation unfortuantely when I heard that.

"Well if he's nice we wont have a problem,and-." she stops midsentence and stares directly at me for a couple of moments before continuing in Spanish.

"Podría invitarlo a divertirse." she said as she turned to Leo

"Deberías apostar a que podría mostrarte un buen momento." Leo said in response as they both seemed to be talking about something completely unrelated at this point.

"Sé que es lindo, pero sigo pasando por toda esta mierda con los chicos así que podría pasar, pero no sé." were the words that came from those beautiful vocal vagina lips that she calls facial lips.

"Qué mierda lo que pasó." ....yeah thats what Leo said but who cares what Leo said.

"Mal decirte más tarde." in the most tranquil salsa soul singer way you can possibly imagine,and if you can get passed the point that she sounded like she just woke up cause she did. You could also throw reggae in there.

Leo turned to me

"Angela this is Martin he's my friend I grew up with,this is the guy Ruby was talking about."

"Hi Martin" she said in a very sweet voice smiling. I smile back and open my mouth too speak.

"Hello Angela. It's four in the morning are you tired?" I say jokingly

"No Im actually wired because of the RedBull I just drank. Seriously,like im not being a bitch at all like I would tell you if what you just said was stupid." said Angela. She gave me a very modest,sweet smile and out of that smile I was able to gather a feeling of familiarity from her essence. Though I couldnt at the time put my finger on it I just smiled back and grounded my self. Reminding little Martin what was really important, and how I could not afford to be sidetracked right now. Angela slightly extended her soft feminine hands,placing her fingertips on my shoulder as to comfort me.

"Leo told me what Ruby said and it's cool I just want to make sure you get what you need." said Angela softly.

"Thankyou, I really appreciate this." I said. Leo c

"Excuse me are you the management?" said a voice from behind. We all turn in direction to the voice too see a middle aged caucasian man maybe in his mid-thirties in a grey chekered flannel shirt and dark brown khakis,with dress shoes that seemed too be a few shades lighter than the pants. He had on a white hard hat that covered brown hair.

"YES I AM THE MANAGER!!!" shouted Leo with the most proud tone in his voice I've ever heard him have.

"Damn cuz." I said quietly with a smile on my face because my dog Leo yelled that shit right next too my ear but im still glad e made mananger though.

"HAHAHA." Angela laughed "So cute..." I swear to God she said,I heard her say that and she looked at me,in a very sweet and caring manner.

"Did you put in a work order for the generator last week?" asked the man with a great look of amusement on his face.

"Yes I did." said Leo with a very authorative voice that demanded nothing but the upmost respect from every one within hearing radius,goddamn I was impressed.

"Im from Merlin's Motions we spoke over the phone." replied the man pointing to a picture of an old white bearded man with a wizard hat shooting electricity from his finger tips.

"Okay,ummm,follow me."

Leo began too guide the man in another direction,before he stopped and turned to me. Angela had already returned too the task she was originally working on when we found her. My potential sex partner had already started reorganizing the milk cartons according too date. Leo came close as to whisper something to me.

"So bro I told her you were cool and she said that you were cute bro." Leo whispered with smile as I looked at the electrician walking in the other direction trying to sort out Leo's prioririties. I look back at Angela,who's tip of her ass crack is exposed as she is squatting down doing her job. It's easy too see why he's assitant manager and im the financially anskted messiah like side-kick trying who walked here at three in the morning for free weed and free groceries.

"Yeah Im just trying to get my groceries and shit,but if I end up smashing I'll smash." I replied trying to act as if the latter part of my sentence hadn't become more important to me than the former which is what drove me here in the first place.

"AAAAaoooooeeeee."

"Da fuck?" I jerked my head back too see Ruby walking behind up too Leo. She was making the same sounds as an opera singer. She tapped Leo on the shoulder.

"Leo my darling." she started in a very warm and nurturing way.

"Go with the electrician and show him where our Generator is so he can fix it, so I dont have to worry about the District manager being a pain in my ass the next time we get audited,Oh wont you darling!?" Ruby had a cheerful attitude the whole time Ive been here so I smiled and thanked her again.

"Haha,oh' dont worry Martin we've all been there before. You remind me of my son, he's thrity yearsold,married with kids in Ohio. He's been in a similiar situation years ago this just my way of paying it back." she smiled "Leo Im going too cover for you while the electrician takes care of that so you dont have to worry."

Leo nods and walks off in the same direction as the electrician. Ruby walks up too Angela and the two have a short brief conversation I dont really pay attention too. Ruby walks away shortly leaving me and Angela alone.

"So how are you doing Martin?"

"Im good, just trying to maintain and keep a level head ya know. I dont normally do this."

"Do what?"

"Come all the way too GoodMart at three in the morning for a handout." I say with alot of resentement for myself and my entire life in general.

"Erm-It's cool, no really it is cause if you need the help you need the help. But since Im going too be keying in your discount I am a bit curious, I mean if you feel comfortable."

At this point the blood from my lower head gracefully rose up too my upper head. I mean I was still horny as hell but you gotta know where too filter things,prioirtize.

"Well Im somewhat of an entrpenuer." I started off.

"Do you sell perks?" she asked suspiciously with a look of caution on her face.

"Wha- no!" I shot back.

"Ok,good...you can continue."

"I've been trying all these different ideas with all these different developers." I said before I got cut off.

"What kind of ideas?" she responded

"Ideas for games and ebooks and all sorts of other shit." I said very casually

"I hired different people and none of them seemed too deliver so now Im stuck in debt,living at home."

"Well that sucks about the debt,Im not gonna lie I've been there but dont feel bad about living at home alot of people in this generation do. How old are you?" she asked.

"Twenty Five."

"OH!" she snapped back as too brush it off. "Sweetie we have plenty of time Im twenty two its nothing too worry about."

I felt a great deal of security and comfort in that statement.

"So what do you do?"

"For a living,I dont have a job right now. I actually quit my last job a long time ago and I've been debating whether or not Im going to go back to school."

"So-like. I dont mean too be rude but what exactly do you wanna do the most? Out of every idea you just told me right now?"

"Well out of all of those things,I wanna write stories and ideas too develop a variety of different apps."

"Kay...how're you gonna do that?" she asked

I honestly had no idea how to answer her question without sounding like a complete fucking loser. I had spent so much time getting high,fantasizing about women that had no idea of my existence, listening too rap songs and obsessing over half ass day dreams. I looked around before answerin as honest as I possibly could.

"I dont know." I said

"It's alright." She replied. "Most people dont know what they wanna do until theyre in their thirties."

"I already know what I wanna do."

"So do it." she said,it felt as if she snapped but she didnt. It could have been abrupt but it wasnt. It was simply the truth and she told it. She looked at me for a minute trying too determine my reaction.

"I went through alot of things growing up,alot of things that ended with me having a few sleep overs in the behavorial hospital downtown. I want too rip my heart out and put it on the page. At five years old I was never told I'd spend my next twenty years a slave I would like to know if I kept all of my notebooks stuff drugs into my brain,by the time me, him, chip and dale head for the train would he still be the same?" I stopped my self abruptly.

"Oh my God thats so sweet you rap,you write poetry?" she asked out of genuine curiosity.

I had too pause before I could answer. I never, not in my all my years of practicing the craft ever came as strong and as honest as I just did too Angela. A soft,small, sudden feeling of judgement came over me. But not too be feared, not even too be endured but to be rejoiced. I smile at Angela.

"Yeah."

The feeling grows and grows. We are making direct eye contact and she has slowed down her task having only eight cartons of milk too finish sorting out. Her eyes go from windows too the soul too personal trainers, jogging my memory around my brain until I remember the time me and my cousins went too the beach before and after Disney World as a youth. I distinctly remember seeing a girl there, a different girl, much older. This girl too had tan skin but it was slightly darker than Angela's. This girl also had brown hair where the beautiful creature in front of me had blonde hair. But the girl I started too reminisce about walked into the ocean and looked back at me as I sat in the sand too shy to wave or say anything. She smiled, in her brown bikini she started to wave and her white nail polish stuck out almost as much as her smile did. There was something about the water, the way this girl from memory prompted me too ask Angela a question.

"Do you like mermaids?"

"WHAT!?" she screamed.

People are looking at us but they dont seem too care because they go back to doing what they're doing almost instantly. Angela looked at me,too size me up while licking her lips.

We ended up talking about Ariel and other Disney princesses for what felt too be forty minutes but was most likely shorter than that.

I decide too aske her about the design she has on her phone.

"So Angela..." I say in an inquisitve joking manner.

"So Martin." she responds in a sweet smile with the same energy.

"I noticed that beautiful design you have on your phone, are you Muslim?" I ask in a British accent trying too be funny.

"Umm,no. Im actually a witch. My familia on my Mama's side." she replied.

"Really? Im actually somewhat of a witch myself." I tell her

"Mmmmm,okay what do you practice?" she ask

"Well...." I began too explain. "It's a metamicrocosmic, totally ironic chaotic form of sorcery based on sound."

"OhMyGod are you fucking serious." she says as if she's about to burst out laughing.

"Yeah and my first,mixtape is called E.B.T(Egyptian Bible Thumpers) its a gospel project aimed at a bunch of petty ass no researching history buff ass, facebook ass marry a white bitch suck a black dick in a minute ass niggas." I reply, I didnt know if I was playing or not. I did know I needed to get it out my system.

The conversation goes on longer than expected as she even shows me how too rearrange the milk on the shelf according to the date printed on the top.

As she's showing me we start a game of would you rather. I go first.

"Would you rather....work at a Walmart in a low income Piru infested neighborhood for a for the holiday season and then the summer season or Drink Rupauls bath water?" I say

"What!? Rupaul no fucking question!"

Her expression says it all we start laughing as hard as we've ever laughed in our lifes. Mind you we're on the last carton of milk when....

"Hmmmm." we both go in a quiet manner as our hands have touched.....neither one of us has any intention of them untouching.

Our eyes meet before she speaks.

"Martin I just want you to know I've been through alot of stuff. Like, I know that feeling you get when you feel nothings going too work out and, in this craft....I mean...." she started to almost get watery in the eyes.

"You do you,fuck every one else. Fuck what they think, Martin you must've needed too hear this. I dont know one person on this earth, whether that be in witchcraft...umm..whatever that you said, or in general who hasn't had their ass kicked in someway."

"Thankyou." I said "For listening I mean...."

Angela looks at me for an instant,as if she's hinting at something. I get a little closer to her and ask her what she's hinting at without saying anything. My instinct,logic and intution is the only means of communication,aside from a few facial expressions. She smiled,and a vibrant feeling of promiscoisity came from her eyes to mine. She was obviously the superior in this situation,having way more expereince in these kind of things than I did. Anglea leaned in and gave me a small kiss on the lips.

"OH SHIT!"

"Well Goddamn."

"Thats crazy."

Exclamied by the two dozen other people in that store as the lights shut off and the entire store was completely dark. I looked around in amazement

"Hehe,isnt this funny?" she asked with a very divulgent ringing that seemed to echoe in her sentence.

I smiled and leaned in to kiss her again,this time with tongue. I leaned back too look at her pearly white smile that illuminated what was now a vast amount of empty space consumed in abyssmal darkness. I gave her butt a playful squeeze,which made her smile. I told her to lead the way,as we made our way to the back storage room i would periodically kiss and lick her neck to make her smile. Her pure white smile allowed me too see in the dark as we made our way into an even darker part of the store. The large back storage room which was not only the biggest,but the darkest.

It felt as if common sense was not allowed in this part of the store,and the more we kissed the more I felt gravity was not allowed either.

My hands held her by the hips and it was the first time i ever really felt alive. My index finger felt wrapped around her hips and thumbs carressing both sides of her waist under her work shirt. My middle fingers grazing the border of her pants and bare body,her hips,the tips of my pinky and ring fingers idly rubbing her hips through her pants. I began to squeeze and pull her close sucking on both her upper and bottom lips,both of our tongues dancing with one another.

I felt her arms wrap around my neck....and the attraction I felt seemed to be reciprocated as she pulled me close too the point where both of our mouths seemed to be conjoined. I became erect,there was a strange sense of overwhelming compatibility coupled with comfortability.

I- or you know what, we. Yes we, slowed down the rhythym of what we were both doing.

Not too a complete stop but just close enough too where we could both back up and look into eachothers eyes. I looked in her eyes and saw light,bright shining light that looked as if she was forever looking into space but firmly rooted and grounded in everyday life as well.

"*Slurp*Slurp*Smack*" was the sound both our lips made as they engaged in close contact. I kissed her again,ever so gently,arching my neck back in a subtle retreat whilst moving my hands around in a swift motion too place my pinky and ring fingers in each of her back pockets,both thumbs digging into the insides of her panties with my middle and index fingers there too act as a liason between both parties.

Both arms bringing her iin closer with the intent of her too feel the constant fidgeting in my groins as i slowly,gently yet passionatley thrust into her where the zippers on both of our jeans lined up perfectly and the buttons touched.

I began dry humping her and as she felt the point i was trying to make something changed. Those cats,the ones i saw on her eyes,they didnt ssem like housecats. Nowhere near the same docile promiscius pets that were waving hi to me earlier,no. They soon became survival driven,angry but scared. I became extremely alerted and even more confused,I asked her if this was okay,if she was okay.

"Yeah." she responded softly with a look of resentment on her face.

"Hey Martin" she started while gently stroking my face with her fingertips.

"yes babe?" i said trying to be as articulate to the best of my ability

"I have a confession- I have something to tell you..." Then she looked at me with a facial expression that changed as her confession turned into something she wanted to tell me. Like it went from a guilt filled with self sorrow,too a look of confidence and fuck what you think which turned me on.

"Do you have AIDs or herpes or some shit?" i asked very cautioslly

She just looked at me with a wild smile and stuck her tongue out.

"You got a man or some shit? Like is you ho'n on backpage or somethin' like if i look you up on that is you ho'n,tell me."You could literally hear the tone of my voice go from seduced to shook in a matter of seconds. She jus laughed,placing her hands on my face slowly,taking my hands and placing them on her breast tellin me to squeeze. I gave a nice firm squeeze and she started kissing me while unbottoning both of our pants.

"Shhhh,its okay baby just relax." she said

And i felt what was the most shocking thing i ever felt in my life, a feeling i hadn't honestly felt since i was a young adolescent at sleepovers. Her penis felt silky smooth as the rest of her skin had felt,primal urges started to take over as i let my pants drop too the floor palming both of her cheeks as both of our penises started to become intertwined like the back storys of two people in a karmic relationship which is the worst kind,but this felt different.

I started hearing, every slowjam i ever heard on every car ride home or on the way to somewhere you go when you spend too much time at home. The ambience of every girl i ever lusted after on every computer monitor as well as in person,my heart rate speeding up body temperature rising. Trying too play it off cool with actions that align with the climate,you know that feeling you get when you smoke weed in a unfamiliar place get too high and you ass out but you try to hide it? Well this that same feeling except now we naked,both of our dicks hard and i aint tryin to fight it. Been broken most of my life im tired of fightin' tired of not being able to speak to pretty girls unless throw on a filter ya know the ones with lips filled with filler cant post pictures on instagram with out throwing on a filter.

Im lifting up her shirt what was moist became wet what was wet became soaked after it was drenched we both started drowning in feelings we havent felt sense we masturbate dor some shit.

We catch ourselves for a minute and make our way further,deeper, into the back room. Finding some sacks she points out we can lay on, and then we carry on.

I take her shoes off,her feet in the air pants off panties off. Im licking on her heels tip of my tongue moving up the side of her foot to her toes. Im sucking toes licking soles with the tip of my dick penetrating her asshole,she start gasping for air,grabbing her hair. I can feel both of her ankles come together squeezing my neck as too maybe make me beg for air as she is doing.

Im pumping harder and harder

her face is turning redder and redder

im pumping harder and harder

her face is going from red too purple

Im pumping harder and harder but its not hate fucking not out of hatred just a lifetime of unconditional love thats been unreciporcated

For this moment ive waited two to three suicide attempts, a bunch of family vacations, a bunch of nine to fives for this

Having her sweet lady cock in my mouth makes me feel like Im talking to myself as everything turns purple and fades to black.

Never in my life have I ever been so upclose and personal too anyone, I slowly run my fingers through her smooth silky blonde hair. We have eachother's cum all over the other's stomach.

"Good thing I left my bag back here." she said, kissing me in the lips before rising from the small bed we made out of flour sacks in the corner of ware house. They might have too throw it out but fuck it. I watched her sweet naked little hormone therapy induced ass walk too her bag and began changing clothes. She pulled out a pair of dark navy blue heels,a matching skirt and womans dress shirt.

"Does this looked wrinkled too you?" she asked

"No it looks fine."

"Kay,thats good."

She continues going through her stuff, bringing all her belongings too our triflant sex shack made out of food...that we sell people...tainted by the pure anal love of a young black male and a pre-op transgender woman...who's hispanic. Angela pulls out a lanyard with the Chase Bank emblem on it and her name.

"You work for the bank?" I ask

"Yeah...my parents own the one down in Miami and the one up the road. I alternate between the two when Im not picking up shifts here. I actually have a shareholders meeting at cityhall so I have to be leave soon...... but yeah that's why I wanted too ask you if you need any help? "

If there was ever a metaphysical fairytale worth being disected on the internet by failed rappers...I think it should be the SamRaimi SpiderMan series which could then be the entire Spiderman series. This story is cool too but its better to be used as imagination fuel for mastabatory purposes,or a grammy.

"That'd be gre-"

"What are you going to do with it?" she interrupted.

"Wha?"

"I give you a lump sum, a loan, a grant, fix your credit, whatever. What are you going to do with whatever I give you?"

It made me think for a longer moment.

"Try again. Thats the best I can do." I reply bravely

"Good answer. Now I give you my number and a ride home back too your place. What would you do then?" she asks mischeouvsly

"Pursue a serious longterm relationship." I say with a very considerate smile.

"Hehe,its a start." she said blushing. She looks at my shirt which was thrown on the floor.

"Your shirt looks faded." she says in a disaapointed tone. She takes my shirt and puts what seems to be salt and some other shit on the top point of the star.

"There." she says "Now your star is upright, just like the one on my phone."

I thank her as she hands it too me and we both get dressed. We make plans for her too get my credit fixed and put money in my account,in exchange that I stop caring what people think when I get called a simp or a sissy by all my online conscious pro black friends on facebook. Also being her little when we practice BDSM. Which is actually not even a compromise on my part,if this was bargain deal at that Gang infested Walmart I'd be one of those rascals holding the store up at gunpoint. Because as quiet as kept this whole deal is a steal.

7:33am

We walk out of the storage room too a bright store full of power and Leo's smiling face. He holds his hands up as if I scored a touchdown and he's goddamn right I won the goddamn superbowl too be exact. I look around too the many, or the usual number of customers on a Saturday morning. I get TWO things of milk, tomatoes, celery, carrots, apples, oranges, grapes, Beernuts(trailmix), a case of Dasani water, two liter minute maid and a two liter coke.

"Hey bro."

I turn around and see Leo hand me a golden bottle of Chorona. Bitch dont you know I throw it back like a 1960's coke commercial. I get into the car with my Hispanic love interest and ride off too the sunset too fix my finances,and then back in the opposite direction where I'll get dropped off and wait for her too return so I can exchange my body for monetary gain.

THE END