A SNEAK PEAK AT UNDER THE WESTERN SKY
“What’s so important it can’t wait?”
“The fact my little brother is tonsil diving with the girl across the street. Find a more secluded spot to feel her up, hermano. I could see you from the living room. What’s Mamá going to say if she sees that? And Bitch Lady? She’ll have the cops on you for statutory rape if you aren’t careful.”
“I’m not eighteen yet.”
“So? Neither is she. Who do you think would get in trouble? The nice Chicano boy, that’s who. Remember who you are, Roberto Menendez, and don’t you dare cross that line. Her mother may dote on you, and you may love one another with a love that transcends race, but the neighbors don’t. You want to tongue fuck her, go inside. Clear?”
“Yeah, Mia. Clear.”
“Good.” Her tone and manner changed abruptly to polite conversation. “Now then, did you have a good time?”
He chuckled, kissing her cheek. “Just about the best time I’ve ever had.”
© 2016 Dellani Oakes
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