by Valerie Vera
The tv news came on just then. The lead story was recent drug busts! A mug shot of Tracey came across the screen. Chloreene tried to conceal her shock! The story described a rash of young American women being used to transport small amounts of cocaine through the local airport!! The women would be spending a LOT of time in jail it seemed…
The lady next to her, looked directly at her and said, “they just use the stupid young girls as gifts for the po-lice…”
How could Tracey get involved in this! Now it was all clear what Ben meant by sparing me! I was going to get set up with those drugs but they turned on Tracey in favor of me!! But why did Tracey do this? there must be a reason… did she know that Melinda and I spent some time together?
Everything was fitting together now. When Melinda visited me she was just getting out of a bad relationship. Maybe she sensed something wasn’t right! she was the former roommate that ‘moved out’. I just can’t believe Tracey could be so shady!!
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“You cheating whore!! I was going to reunite you with your cheating lover Chloreene!! You ruined us Melinda! You ruined us with your cheating whorish ways Melinda!”
“Is that what this is all about?!! I didn’t even do anything with Chloreene! we started to but it didn’t work out!!”
Melinda went for Tracey’s halter shirt and put a huge rip in it. Tracey was not wearing a bra since it was such a hot day. Now Tracey’s large firm breasts were exposed. Bouncing with every breath she took. She was hot and upset and on the verge of a breakdown.”
Melinda was still so furious she lunged at her again and pulled her hair kicking her face and screaming!!
It was all so unbelievable. After a while, Melinda felt spent. She left Tracey in a pile on the dirty cement floor. She looked pitiful. Exposed and a total disgrace.
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Tracey arrived in New York. She made her way from Kennedy airport to her home by train. She’d considered taking a cab but could not trust that she wouldn’t get a chatty cabby. The train was as good a thinking place as any. She decided she would sleep at Tracey’s as if nothing had happened and move out in the morning.
She racked her brain thinking of where she could go. She decided to contact an old friend that had offered her couch to her once. Helen was very happy to hear from her. The only problem was she did not want any pets… She needed to rehome Brownie if she accepted this arrangement.
Chloreene contacted another friend… a friend that like her always seemed strapped for cash. The friend leapt at the offer of $300 a month and she would accept the kitty as a part of the deal.
Whew! tomorrow would be a big day. Moving out and moving on but first she had to go to work tomorrow.
With the cash Mr. Beautiful gave her and her direct deposit coming tonight things financially were looking up.
Chloreene slept like a baby. Maybe the best sleep she’d had in years. She vowed once she got settled she would help Melinda. At least try to make her time easier and better than it was now.
A few days went by. The move into Marie’s went well and they were getting along great. Marie was never interested in girls so it was nice to just spend time together as friends. They spent their evenings together. Cooking, eating and watching tv…
Note from the author…
Do you think Chloreene should go back and try to get Melinda out? what about Tracey? should Chloreene try to help her?
Would you like to see more stories about Chloreene’s struggles with love and life?
Would you like to read more about Melinda’s and Tracey’s prison plight? Were you relieved when Chloreene was spared by Mr. Beautiful?
Please contact me with your ideas and constructive criticism. Thank-you for reading.