Chapter 2: Gas

Mom wouldn’t be home from work until after 10:00 that night. The holiday season was their busiest time, especially in the Keys. The store hours had been extended and Mom’s days were long but secretly I didn’t mind at all. It was nice to chill and relax all by myself, watch television, go for walks on the beach, drive in my jeep and explore the other keys. I had only just arrived yet I was preparing in my mind all the things I wanted to accomplish in the next 10 days.

The night of my arrival, I was going to cook dinner for when my mother arrived home. I love to cook. It gives me a way of expressing myself in something that can delight others. I had it in my head to make Shrimp Scampi for Mom and I and needed to go to a market to get the supplies. I threw on a pair of low rider jeans and a tank top that read ‘I bite’, let my hair fall loose from it’s clip and put on my sunglasses, ready for my first jaunt through the island.

When I started up the jeep, I unzipped the top and folded it into the back seat. The weather was too impeccable to leave it up. I headed to the market feeling like a million dollars, my hair billowing about me. Who knew? Maybe I’d meet a guy who’d sweep me off my feet.

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On my way home, I saw a small gas station and stopped to fill up and to use the ladies room. I had been drinking water all day and it was going through me quicker than a river. I pulled up at the pump and got out, inserting the it into the jeep and tapping my foot as I waited. I looked around at people talking and laughing, going in and out of their cars. I smiled at an older women who was parked on the other side of the tank and she smiled back at me, commenting on how pleasant the weather was. It was almost full. I looked at the fuel gage and laughed at the price. I replaced the pump as a large white Expedition pulled up to the gas tank in front of me. I closed the gas cap on the jeep, glanced at the Ford and turned around, heading off to pay for the fuel.

The wind blew as I walked toward the small station and my hair was wildly loose and drifting. I skipped a bit to get into the store as I got goosebumps and felt as though someone were watching me. I made my way into the building and toward the back to the ladies restroom.

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He had never seen anything like the girl who was gassing up the green jeep. His knees felt light and there was a burning sensation in his chest. The boy rubbed the back of his neck as his eyes followed the woman inside the gas station, watching her thick dark hair, her back and the tiny tattoo just above the line of her tank top, her moving butt, her muscular legs…everything. He took a deep breath and exhaled in a whistle. He wished he wasn’t so young. But who knew, really? She could see him and fall madly in love with him and it would be one of those crazy things and they would run away together. He would leave everything for her.

His brother hit him in the arm roughly. “Romeo, wake up.” Nick had been watching the girl, as well. His was also enjoying her, but in a much less innocent and romantic way. What was in his mind was more like how soft her thighs would feel and how deeply he could penetrate her. He thought of pressing her to him, feeling her hard nipples on his chest, trailing his lips down her soft neck. But the though was fleeting. He thought about sex when he saw a lot of girls. Hell, he wasn’t dead. And it was OK, wasn’t it? Girls thought about sex when they saw him, though he didn’t have a clue why. He saw himself as kind of a geek. But he knew the things he was good at, and sex was one of them. At least, that’s what they said… He chuckled slightly at the thought.

Nick handed Aaron a fifty. “Go pay.” He commanded his little brother. Aaron was starting to resemble him so much that it was scary.

The younger brother’s voice cracked a bit. “Ooh, yeah.” Aaron smiled, hit the taller and broader version of himself back, and bound into the gas station. Nick leaned against the Expedition and looked up into the sky, wondering what was for dinner.

Thoughts of the girl came up a few more times. He fantasized that he would go into the gas station, everyone would leave and he could take her right there on the counter tops. He would feel her warm body shudder beneath his and she would kiss him deeply. His face reddened just a bit and he shook his head, as if to shake his sexual fantasy from his mind. He wondered if his brother thought the same type of things he did.

Chapter 3
Summer Christmas

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