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EPISODE 4 MEETING SEXY TRINA

WE ARE still both at home. She had just gotten out of the bath and was still not dressed properly.

"Clint!" she exclaims with a full smile right away. I know that look, she's up to something.

I couldn't respond right away because I was preoccupied with something on my laptop.

"Maggie's niece Trina will be here later," she said as she approached me.

"Alright, Ma, I'll pass that along to Nick," I said.

"Why, Nick? You're the one I said, and you're exactly who she wants. Oh, damn it! Wait until you see her!" she said, still tapping my shoulder.

I paused the video on my laptop and turned to face her. She was standing next to me, her hand still on my right shoulder. We even made eye contact.

"Why, Ma? How pretty is that Trina? Prettier than you? Hmm? If she's prettier than my mother, I'm set!" I exclaimed, foolishly.

"Ugh! I told you to wait until you saw her! She's really hot! So pretty and sexy! And I heard from Maggie that she was looking for a boyfriend! So? Let's go?" she said to me, her narrowed eyes widened with a convincing full smile.

"Really? Seriously, Ma?" I teased. Is she good at making coffee? And—-why me, Ma? I'm not looking for a girlfriend! Money, yes! But not a girl! " I replied smirking.

If she had known she was enough for me, she would not have introduced me to others. If she only knew why I'm not flirting and don't intend to flirt with others, she'd understand that it's because she's the only one I want.

As those bubble speeches came to mind, I simply smiled. She was simply staring at me. For a moment, I scratched my nose and pretended to think. She was also just staring at me, waiting to see what else I would say. In those moments, I feel like she's my girlfriend, pleading for my favor, and I'm the boyfriend who is still torturing her.

Suddenly,

"Come on! Hurry up!" she said, pushing my shoulder away, before leaving and running upstairs.

I was just shaken, but I smiled and felt secretly happy as usual.

AFTER A FEW HOURS...

"Clint, hurry up!" Mama Cha yelled from outside the gate. "Why do you need to be so handsome?" "She yelled.

"What? Handsome? See me? " I said as I turned to walk towards her.

She was still shaking her head as I approached, looking steadily at me from head to toe. I wore a pink t-shirt, black loose-fit jeans, and Cortez white shoes, and I tied up my hair like a samurai's."

"Real men wear pink!" She said teasingly, followed by a silly half-smile.

She can be both annoying and frustrating at times! She enjoys teasing me, but she is always the one who is irritated first. Then refuse to talk to me for a whole fuckin' day!

She handed me the car key and led me inside. I noticed she was wearing a blue balloon skirt that was about an inch above her knee. I even noticed her black cycling shorts and reddish lower buttcheeks.

She is dressed simply in a white women's shirt with a coffee cup design and brown flip flops, Mama Cha is cool, even in a regular outfit. It's due to her slim build and pearly white skin. She always claims that it helps her get nice points. Her white skin complements her cool demeanor and draws boys younger than her. Exactly like me! It's no surprise that I'm like this.

Then I'd sarcastically tell her, "Thank God your skin is white, because if it's a little darker like mine, you're ugly," to which she'd respond with the middle finger salute! When she's angry, she's hilarious! Occasionally irritable, but it's nothing new to me. She's like an older sister who is constantly irritated by her younger brother.

WHEN I looked at the time, it was almost noon. Good that Mama Cha's guests aren't there yet. I also remember that her guests are joining us for lunch. That's why we bought a lot of food at her favorite restaurant. It also took a long time to cook.

"I'm hungry Ma, I'm going to eat now," I said, then plucked into a tub of rice.

"Later! Let's wait for them! " She said while grabbing the tub I was holding.

I'm starving. I can hear my belly rumbling. Why is she like this! She used to feed me first and is not used to being hungry. But when I reached puberty she didn't care anymore if I passed! Why wait for her guests, I thought! I just said to myself not aloud! Tsk!

I just went into the counter and opened the large cookie jar that sat there to then I first took two bite-sized cube brownies, then sat there first. I was really hungry, so I asked Gemma at the counter to give me some apple juice.

There are also customers. Even at this time, there are four tables with people eating and snacking while some are alone.

The fragrance inside the cafe smells like cake! It's also a bakeshop and, at the same time, there are also cakes and pastries that Mama Cha herself makes.

Mama Cha is good at coffee and baking. In the multi-tasking she does, day and night, that's how I survived my school.

" Hi, Chari! " Aunt Maggie greeted her as she entered the glass door of the cafe.

" Hello! " Mama Cha greeted her back, a little beso-beso for a while.

I saw someone with Aunt Maggie, a girl in her twenties maybe, pretty and sexy, big boobs, long blonde hair curled up to her waist. You can see that she has a foreign race, like a mixed Latina. She also has a pearly white complexion like Mama Cha.

Later, they approached me. I was pretending not to see them and making brownies again from the big cookie jar that sat in front of the counter. Then I heard...

" Is he Clint? " The girl asked Aunt Maggie. " He's handsome. "

And I heard Aunt Maggie reply. " I told you, sweetie. He's something. "

Wow! What a compliment for me, of course! When they got closer, Mama Cha immediately pulled me off of the counter. I could almost swallow all the brownies I was holding because of the rush.

" Clint, don't you want to greet Aunt Maggie! Then here's Trina, her niece. The one I told you, see her?" Mama introduced me.

I couldn't speak because I was still chewing. I just covered my mouth and tried not to spit on them. I just nodded when the girl smiled and waved to Aunt Maggie as well. Maybe she gets that I'm eating so I can't answer.

Then I saw Mama Cha staring at me, stares that I knew meant 'You stop it, Clint'.

" Let's eat first before discussing that, then Clint will take her to the studio upstairs, the crew is right there ..." said Mama Cha, who was still looking at me sharply.

She invited the two to the second floor of the cafe. There was a room there just for her and her guests. We also often rest there, especially after my dance lessons. I hang out and sleep there while waiting for Mama Cha to close the coffee shop and go home.

I helped Mama Cha carry the food, as well as what the girl had brought.

" Ugh! Thank you, " she said in a cute voice when I picked up her big brown paper bag.

We stared at each other for no time. And, of course, I was the first to look away. She had pretty hazel eyes and saw her braces up and down when she smiled.

" Ah! Go ahead, " I said as I gave her a way to get ahead of me.

She smiled at me again. I don't want to look at her because she's wearing a denim skirt too short, and she's wearing only a spaghetti strap black blouse for a top. Her round white thighs are so sexy so it's awkward to look at.

I just looked at the floor as I went up the stairs and kept watching my steps. It's really weird when someone so pretty in front of you is showing her fine buttcheeks peeping. I just slowed down. It's not a good start to the first meeting. I'm kinda' shy and she's Aunt Maggie's niece.

" Clint, hurry up!" Mama shouted. " See? Why move like a sloth? What did I tell you? Too hot to handle? " she said.

When I looked, her witchy half-smile was there again as she was standing at the end of the stairs and waiting for me.

I just smiled. My Mama Chari is cute when smiling. And there she is again — teasing!

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