Episode 25

                    JACKIE

Jackie walks into her ranch style home from a long day at the bakery.  Her two children run up to her and give her a firm hug on her legs.  "Mommy, mommy, did you bring us cake!"  She bends down and kisses them both on their forehead.  "I may have something.  Where's your daddy?"

"I'm in here honey, how was your day?" Tom Berkin said (Jackie husband)

"Oh, just a little tired.  That lady, Francesca, that I told you about visited the store and Robert put her in her place.  But when she left I felt a rage inside of me and I don't know where it came from," Jackie said.

Jackie kisses her husband on the cheek and tells the kids to meet her in the kitchen.  "Did you all have dinner yet?" she asked the kids.  "Yeah they ate an hour ago and Stacy called and said she would be home in about 20 minutes, that was 10 minutes ago," Tom said.

The children are smiling and happy to see their mom, especially when she revealed the sweet dessert that she had brought home from the bakery.  She gave them both a slice of low-fat strawberry chocolate cake and told Tom that she would be sitting on the patio to get some fresh air.

Jackie sits quietly in the backyard and closes her eyes.  She starts to see flashes of images that are not familiar to her, killings, drugs, prostitutes, expensive jewelry, fur coats and luxury vehicles.  She feels a heat rushing inside her and her vagina begins to feel sharp and burning pain then sudden numbness.  She grunts and grabs at the twinge for a moment.  Everything around her feels heavy, the air, her arms, even her eyelids.  She picks up her purse that sits next to her, pulls out a Cuban cigar and a lighter, and starts to smoke. 

"Aghhh, what's that smell?" "Something stinky", the kids cry out.

Stacy arrives home and usually comes in through the front but she smelled the stench as she approached the front door and curiosity leads her to the back yard.  Tom curious about the smell as well decides to go check where it was coming from.  He opens the patio door and sees his wife sitting in the patio furniture smoking.  A confused Tom, knowing his wife has never smoked, smacked the cigar out her hand.  Stacy just stared in shock as she watches her sister puff and blows the clouds into the air. 

"Jackie, what are you doing?  When did you start to smoke, out of all things, CIGARS!?" Tom yelled.

Jackie stood up tall out of her seat with her chest sticking out like man, took her hand and slapped Tom so hard that he fell into the patio doors and shattered the glass.  Stacy runs to Tom's aid and asked him if he was ok.  Stacy finds the continuously burning cigar on the ground, picks it up and sticks it in the back of Jackies' neck. "AGHHHHHHHHH! You bitch! What has gotten into you?"

Stacy suddenly sees the children, gathers herself up off the floor, barely stepping on Tom and trying to avoid falling on the broken glass, grabs the kids and runs up the stairs.  Stacy places the crying children in their room and tells them to stay there.  Stacy walks in haste to the phone located on the second floor hall to call the police.  Stacy grabs phone, and before she dials a sharp tug of her hair and head is snatched back making her lose balance, and falls backwards.  Jackie is now hovering over Stacy as she lays on her back in pain, "GET MY SON BACK HERE!" a strange yet familiar male voice emerged out of Jackie's mouth.  Tom stumbles up the stairs and yells, "JACKIE, JACKIE!"  Jackie collapses on top of Stacy and falls into a sleep until a cup of cold water awakens her.

                         SHARALONDA/SHY/PERCY JR./ITT    

Sharalonda opens her brown eyes wide and fast, jumping up in such a panic.  The well-lighted room smells very sterile.  Its looks like some type of lab.  She sees cages of white mice and monkeys in glass cages.  She tries to get off the cot only to realize the material bondage that prisons her.  She screams and the lights flicker.  She looks up at the dropped tile ceiling and spots cameras in the corners.

Francesca sits pleasantly in a security room watching her prisoner and flicks a button, "Hello Sharalonda dear, you shouldn't be so resistant.  It will only hurt you in the end.  I'm sure you are starving so I will get one of my staff to come feed you and just FYI you will be having company soon." Francesca flicks the button off and sees Sharalonda mouth moving wide and angry assuming she is yelling.  "Poor girl, poor dumb girl, get her some of the special mice soup, she will need her strength," she tells a staff member.

Sharalonda fighting the bondage so tough that the cot tip over causing her it bust her nose.  "When I get a hold of you, you sick bitch, I'ma kill you!  You betta hope I die or you kill me first you son of a bitch! Aghhhhh!"

(MEANWHILE)

Percy Jr. walks over to his aunts' house where his siblings are.  "Have you heard from her, aunt Quanda?"

"Na boy, you ask me that every damn day na, you got some money to help me feed y'all, cause shit that's all I'm worried about right now.  Y'all are greedy and why you over here eating my food anyways.  I know that big girl got some food, hell she wouldn't got that big if she hadn't.  Looking like Grimace or Hamburgler.  Boy, let me tell you this if yo momma call or come by I will tell you other than that don't keep asking me.  Shit I'm mad cause she dump her damn kids on me anyways, shit.  Go to the store and get me a pack a cigarettes and a Pepsi.  Make yourself useful."

Percy Jr, took his aunt Quanda's money and walked sadly to the corner store.  He sees Shy in the distant and jogs lightly to catch up with him.

(Panting) "Hey Shy, what's up?" Percy Jr. asked.

"Nothing.  Just leaving a friend's house."

"Who?"

Shy stopped walking and look at Percy Jr. in his eyes, "Man you sho is nosey."

"Percy, where are you coming from?"

"My aunt's house."

"Any word on your mom?  Have you spoken to your dad?" Shy asked.

"Looks who's nosey?" Percy Jr. joked.

"Whatever," Shy said.

"How is your mother?"

"The same as yesterday when I saw her.  Thanks for asking," Shy said sadly.

A yellow Lamborghini pulls up beside Shy and Percy Jr. "Shy!" the driver yelled out.  "You left this."  The 30 something driver handed Shy a duffle bag and Shy gave him a nervous, quick peck on his cheek. 

The driver drives off and Shy stands there looking for a response from Percy Jr.  "Who was..." Percy Jr. started to asked until he was paused by Shy hand.

"Don't you have something to do?" Shy asked as they both stood in front of the liquor store.

"Be like that, punk." Percy Jr. said.

Shy continued walking until he reached his home; Itt greeted Shy as he approached the porch.  "Who was that?" Itt asked.

"What are you talking about?"

"The old ass man in the car," Itt asked.

"Mind your business.  Obviously, there is nothing going on here," Shy said.

Itt grabs Shy by his arm and pulls him inside the empty house and up the stairs.  Shy not even trying to put up a fight allows Itt to take the lead.  Itt closes the bedroom door.  Inside the bedroom, a shirt is toss on the floor followed by underwear a pair of sunglasses and the cap the Itt was wearing.  Itt kisses Shy passionately with his slightly blackened from blunt smoked lips tasting the afternoon lunch on his breath.  At times, the kisses were too hard and Shy pulled away.  Shy is extremely nervous, not sure of how this first encounter is gonna turn out, will his father walk in on them in this ridiculous, needed, desperate embrace.  Shy is relentlessly listening for noise in the house and it is not allowing him to freely grant him self to Itt.  "You father is at the hospital and your brothers and sisters are at your aunts, so relax," Itt said to calm down Shy.

Itt explored Shy's slender body and the scars that roofed his skin.  Itt was in a moment and was not concerned about anything but releasing and showing Shy how much he really cared for him.  It was time for Itt, he thought that maybe he would lose him had he not taken the relationship to the next level.  Shy returned the favor, as his dreams were becoming a vivid 3-D movie that he was starring.  The inexperience dual didn't have an ideal of how the licking, tasting, penetrating and exploring would take shape, all they knew is that the touch of their bare skins tangled and they couldn't get enough.  Shy drops a tear that sparkled in the sun as it landed on Itt's cheek while he felt the pain-pleasured of Itt enters him.   Loud moans and stiffened bodies condensates sweat in the heated bedroom.  A loosened Shy walks around in circles on the bedroom floor with shaking knees as Itt leans his head out the window smoking a cigarette when suddenly a noise interrupts the desirable peace.  Scrambles of throwing clothes, aerosol fills the room of vanilla aroma, and in record time they chilled when the knock on the bedroom door and voice of Robert call Shy's name.

                          TRACY/LAUREN

Lauren sits comfortably on her plush sofa in her great room across from Tracy.  She shakes her head in disbelief as Tracy finishes filling her in on the conversation he had with Jon.

"Well Tracy, you know you are welcomed to stay here as long as you need (sigh)," Lauren said.

"Are you sure?  You seem reluctant about it," Tracy said.

"No, I just don't want us to have buyer's remorse.  We are such good friends and you what they say 'you don't really know someone until you live under the same roof'", Lauren said.

"You wouldn't even know I'm here," Tracy said.

"It's just me, Tracy; I'm so used to being here by myself.  I will get over it.  Come on and help me start dinner," Lauren said.

Lauren and Tracy walks into the newly remodeled kitchen awkwardly passing each other from the coverts to the counters excusing each other each time.  Lauren is standing over the stove salting boiling water and when she turns around, Tracy is right in front of her.  They stare at each other and Lauren's breathing starts to form heavy.

"Um hmmm, oh, excuse me," Lauren said as Tracy continues to stand in front of her.

Tracy grabbed Lauren and gave her a tight squeeze.  "Thank you, Lauren.  I love you."

"I love you too Trace," Lauren said as she leans back to retrieve her personal space and burnt her buttock on the hot stove.  "Ouch!" Lauren yelled and jumped into Tracy, Tracy looses his balance and falls on the floor and Lauren falls directly on top of him.

To Be Continue.........