Street Chic. Anthony Whyte
Claire laughed.
“Too sensitive down there, huh…?” Melanie laughed.
The conversation brought nosy schoolmates. Jacque, his hands on his hips, stood glowering at the sisters and Melanie.
“It’s my pleasure to meet you too, bitches,” Jacque said after minutes of steaming.
“Boy, you better watch your mouth,” Melanie responded with a smile. “You behave and I might let you have some,” she laughed.
“See you later, lover. We’ll hangout later after practice. I’ll put in a word for you if you come to class,” Candace smiled.
“But Mimmy is expecting us to be home right after—” Sheryl started but Candace interrupted.
“We do what we wanna do Orphan Annie, and don’t you forget that!” Claire said.
“Candy, if you need someone else to go downtown, then I’ll shave for you, Candy baby,” Rick interjected.
“Hey dip-shit, her name isn’t Candy. So you can go ahead with all that yang, and count yourself out of the running to get anything from my sister. I’m the only one who calls her Candy. Understand stupid?” Claire said.
“We should be heading home now. Mimmy is expecting…”
“Stop worrying so much Orphan Annie. As far as Mimmy knows, we’ll be late cause we were at track practice,” Claire said.
“And you better not say anything else, or else,” Candace chimed in.
“Y’all got this orphan chica in check,” Melanie snickered.
They laughed and walked away. Jacque and Sean were left shaking their heads. When Jacque realized all eyes were on him, he smiled and waved. He and Sean watched their backfields in motion. The three girls sashayed out of view. Jacque smiled that day watching Candace pulling Melanie away. He secretly decided that Melanie would be the one he was going to lose his virginity to.
After their first encounter, Jacque treated Melanie really special and quickly became her best friend forever. Candace, who used to be his special interest, quickly became a past fling. She hadn’t lost in anything but realized that she was an also ran, his backup plan.
“Ooh whew!” he whistled as Sean, his male best friend, came running over to him.
“Jacque, what’s up, son?”
“This damn school still pissing me the fuck off…” Jacque said.
“You finished with detention?”
“I’m out here, right?”
“Claire and Candace are looking real good?”
“But did you see that Melanie Vasquez who was with them. She’s got a walk to make a gay man straight. She’s mine.”
“What about Candace?” Sean asked.
“Candace will always be my soul-mate,” Jacque laughed.
Over the next couple weeks, Candace watched in dismay as Claire went out of her way to hook up Jacque and Melanie. They made a bet that Jacque wanted to lose his virginity to Melanie instead of Candace. She didn’t believe he would, but went along with the program. Claire planned to set them up when they went to the annual school dance.
Jacque was always well dressed. Like a male model, his tall wispy but muscular frame was sporting a purple suit. He spent most of the night chatting and laughing with Melanie. Later on, he was seen leaving the party with the giggling Melanie on his arm. She took him to her place. He and Melanie were upstairs in her bedroom kissing when the phone rang. Melanie pulled away from his embrace to get the phone.
“Do you have to take that call?” he asked Melanie.
“Yes,” she laughed pulling her top off. “It’s for ya ass…”
Jacque looked at her strangely, and reluctantly took the phone.
“Yes…?”
“That’s it nigga, ya ain’t never getting any of this ass. Ya hear boy…”
The voice was loud and Jacque stared at the phone with surprise all over his face. It was Candace. He could hear Claire laughing in the background.
“You fucking fag! You better enjoy that Cuban pussy because you ain’t getting any of this, ever. You can ask your man, Sean, and he’ll tell you what it feels like to fuck Claire and Candace Osorio. Bye Jacque!”
He put the phone down and stared with the look of a lovelorn putz at the sexy Melanie and tried to smile. She let out a big laugh and pushed his face into the cleavage of her breast. Jacque drooled. Things happened fast and before he knew it, Jacque was putting on his jacket and being escorted out the door.
Waiting for him when he reached outside Melanie’s apartment were Candace, Claire and Sean. They were all smiles.
CHAPTER 3
Mimmy tried to give her daughters all they wanted. This tendency of fulfilling their every need caused the girls to expect others around them to do the same. Victims would often be seduced and deceived by the spoiled rotten Osorio sisters. The blame could clearly have rested on the shoulders of their hardworking mother, stirred by the conniving talents of Melanie.
Sadistically they seemed to enjoy destroying anything they couldn’t have after taking all that was given. They did this equally well and with no remorse. Sheryl knew it first hand when they started on her. Candace and Claire constantly riled her about her past and Mimmy did nothing to put it to rest. Sometimes she even encouraged it.
“Hey, you better get tough skin if their silly words are gonna bother you,” Mimmy said.
Sheryl had just been told for the umpteenth time that she was an orphan. The joke had gotten old to her but not apparently to Mimmy. Jacque, who seemed to be always visiting, was there and tried to speak on her behalf.
“There are penalties for everything you do and they’ll get theirs in the end,” Jacque said.
He was there trying to see Candace. After his sexual episode with Melanie, Candace was always too tired to speak to him. Jacque came around looking for her and heard both her and Claire clowning. Mimmy didn’t intervene.
“Jacque why are you all up in the family’s biz?” asked Candace.
“Why have you been avoiding me?” he asked turning the tables.
“You’re asking question like you have warrants or sump’n,” Candace said.
“You haven’t been returning my calls. What’s up, Candace?”
“Where your mouth been?” she asked.
“On my face…”
“Are you sure?” Candace laughed.
“What’s really good?”
“Last week, I made a bet and lost,” she answered dryly.
“And…?”
“I thought I knew the person and couldn’t lose. I thought wrong, Jacque. Claire won.”
“Claire…? Oh she never plays fair.”
“She did this time.”
“What was the bet about?”
“I bet her that you wouldn’t fuck Melanie…”
Jacque opened his mouth but no answer came. Finally he released a heavy sigh.
“That’s a fucked up thing to do but I never did anything. I’m still a virgin,” he breathed. “Believe in me Candace…”
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