“What the fuck are you doing?” That voice rang with anger. Ah shit, I pissed him off again, didn't I? Talk about working for a guy who's hard to please. Oh no. I'm such a terrible narrator. You must be asking three questions. Who am I talking about? Who am I? Why am I reading to this? First off, you chose to. Second, I'm talking about Nevada Ramirez, Dominican-American drug lord extraordinaire. I hope that doesn't ring with sarcasm. And your narrator that you are stuck with has a name too. Harold Lockhart but I prefer Harry, however, my undercover name was Benjamin “Benji” Waterhouse. Now we're all caught up back up to the present. I roll my eyes, “About to steal those cables, which you ask me to do.” I feel a slap on the back of my head. …show more content…
You would think after being 5 months undercover I would know something in Spanish. I don't. I'm trying to learn online when I have time, but I'm not getting the hang of it. I've never been the schooling type. “Sorry,” I knew well enough to step out of his way. I watch him straighten out his leather jacket and run a hand through his slick black hair. He takes out a cigarette and smokes it while his two goons enter a small store when he gestures them to go. I take my place in the parked van acting like a cable worker. I had no clue what he wanted with the cables, he just needed them. And before I forget - here was how this heist was going to work: The goons would go in, snip wires, the place calls me, I take the wires, and replace them with shittier ones. Seemed simple enough. 10 minutes later, my cell rings, “Hello, Hendriksen's Electronics, how may I help you? ... Your wires might be fried? ... Sure... I can be there in 5 minutes... No, shouldn't take time at all... Not a problem. Ok goodbye.” I send a text to Nevada: “On the job” N: “Dont tell me til after you're done stupid” …show more content…
We get up, Nevada's arm still around me, his hand caressing my shoulder. What on earth was he doing? I usually left by myself to stay in my little apartment, which, if you're curious, is shitastic by the way. Thanks, Perry. Anyways, one thing leads to another and I end up in Nevada's condo. Talk about living in the lap of luxury. You know those films where you enter into a villain's place and he has a naked chick or two at his beckon call and some weird exotic animal? It was like that. I mean, there was a goddamn spider monkey climbing the stairs. Or is it a capuchin? I'm not a zookeeper, it was some kind of monkey. There were marble floors, modern deco, weird art everywhere. I wish I had a camera to send to Perry just to make him jealous. And there were 2 topless women who greeted him. Scarface came to mind with this guy. “Hola, Papi chulo,” a brunette greets Nevada with a kiss, caressing his crotch. “¿Oh? ¿Quien es tu amigo guapo, Papi?” He holds her hand, closer to his crotch, snarling, “Mine for tonight, Leta.” Her smile fades a little as she walks away. I couldn't help but stare at the other woman with auburn hair, “Wow, she's beautiful.” Jesus, I sounded like I was 12 again. Hell, I felt 12 including the erection that was currently happening. Nevada heard me and grins, “Isn't she? I love beautiful things.” I felt his hand brush up against my ass and started goosing me a little. Normally, I would stop this but I was
"Voy a venir! Ay! HARRY!" He slaps my ass one last time before I feel the twitch of his boy within me and a couple more seconds I climax too. "NEVADA!!!" I lie on the table, panting as he pulls out of me and fixes himself with one hand and licks his other hand that I came on, rather sensually.
Getting to know Sydney made me realize a lot more about life. Going into college I felt agitated because I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with my life, and maybe moving here was a mistake, but Sydney reassured me. Although tomorrow is a mystery, we need to have faith that it’ll bring us exactly what we need. Her story of having a youth full of uncertainty and now having a life of complete sense has given me hope that I will be okay, and to just enjoy today and it’s opportunities.
Casey is such an arrogant snob and now I can prove it to him now. It was our big championship game and Casey screwed up. It was towards the end of the game. There was one inning left in the game between the Mudville 9 and the Grandville 10. It was 4-2 score with grandville in the lead. And we still had yet to put Casey at bat.
(He again turns her head and tries to nuzzle in and she turns away from him, not with distaste but with momentary lack of interest: in a mood to pursue what they’re talking about)
When I knocked on alfonso's door a older lady with orange hair and wrinkles came up and answered the door.
It is a cold grey afternoon with a dull sky and ragged clouds. The last leaf on the tree was finally blown off by the wind, the leaves crunched beneath your feet as you walk on it. The awful smell of dried leaves filled the air and out in the distance, the leafless tree’s branches wobbled around as the wind pushed and blow them around. The dark clouds look furious but me and my younger brother, Allie are happy as hell. We just got a new baseball ball gifted from my older brother, D.B.
Carmen Fuchsiello, a regular high school girl. One who gets all the boys, and is popular to everyone in school. Every morning, people would stare at her in awe, as she walked down the halls with her entourage right behind her on either side. There, by her locker, was her crush, Camden, waiting for her with every color rose in his hand, and my favorite band, 5 Seconds of Summer, serenading me behind him. He also held a sign saying Camden and Carmen Forever with a heart at the end. The two names went together perfectly, almost like they were meant to--
I didn’t know if Dale and I were out on a date or just spending time with each other. opening doors, holding out my chair, me snatching him back before he walks into a light pole, in front of a moving car, or trip over the sidewalk all because he kept looking at me. I didn’t know if I was flattered (highly) or frighten (highly as well). When hours or days go by and with me only remembering him opening his car door on a bright sunny day as I was getting into and… Dale opens the car door for me at night to getting out, what girl wouldn’t be a bit spooked. I knew I was in love with Dale and not just because of his good looks, had blinding smile, or his lips kissing me felt… Let’s leave the turning my legs to soft dough out of this conversation. What girl wouldn’t fall to pieces the way he lifts my leg. However, but something just didn’t feel… right. Tonight we were having dinner at his house and then to the movies.
The guns oh my the guns so many like a kid in a candy store. When i looked at the electronics that went into the heist it looked like a wall from a spy movie there were microphones,drills,computers,flash drives with wire tap modules in them. I thought that this heist was just a run and gun apparently we had to know this place in and out before we even stepped within 50 ft of the building in the first place. So when we got the supplies we loaded it into the truck and we drove off. When we got there it was just like michael said “in and out clean… fast” just like he said. So that's my story well if you snitch you know the saying “snitches get
"We horsed around a little bit in the cab on the way over to the theater. At first she didn't want to, because she had her lipstick on and all, but I was being seductive as
I'm really liking the "Hall" sound, it's distinguished. Can talk when I get back to Boston about the school names more in depth? Also, I'm very excited to meet with the Education 78 folks, thanks for connecting me. I'll reply to everyone in a moment.
IT WAS ABOUT ELEVEN O’CLOCK in the morning, mid October, with the sun not shining and a look of hard wet rain in the clearness of the foothills. I was wearing my powder-blue suit, with dark blue shirt, tie and display handkerchief, black brogues, black wool socks with dark blue clocks on them. I was neat, clean, shaved and sober, and I didn’t care who knew it. I was everything the well-dressed private detective ought to be. I was calling on four million dollars.
“You are more than suitable; you are stunning and I’ve been shifting and hiding my arousal since the moment I walked into the room. Today, I think of no woman but you. That’s a promise. Most men would happily trade their lives to have a night with you, and I am aware of my good fortune.”
Me,James,AJ,and Malakai (cousin) were never prepared for this day.Wish us luck because for all we know we may never see the sun again.One day in Old Jersey,New Jersey is when it happened.I was just sitting in my house and i got a call….Hey what’s up James…..Hey,let’s do something stupid cause were twelve…...ok but what will we do…….I found this cool place half an hour from here want to go with us…..by us i mean me,you,AJ,and Malakai….cool….i'm on my bike now.I was getting ready to go but to my surprise my wallet and phone are gone!I looked everywhere but never found them.What is that bell noise….oh it’s the guys outside waiting for me,gotta go.
“Wait for me Amarhu, I need you at my side. This year I come for you and we will be together, I vow to make it so.”