Sin Looks Good On You

Part 4

"Mr. Perez? Please, just let me come! I promise I won't cause any trouble!" He huffs, finally getting up from his seat and opening the door slowly, and why did he do that? Because he wanted her to shut up, that's why.

"Pleaseee, Mr. Perez? I promise I won't do a single drug or get high or drunk or anything! I just wanna be a part of the scene, I'm nineteen anyway!" This wasn't a complete lie, since she did turn nineteen in August, but it was only June but it still counts. "Why are you so hell-bent on coming to my place? You sure it's not just because you wanna bother me and my stuff?" 

"I promise, that's not it! I don't even have many friends but I promise they're cool, too!" Now for the actual reason, Amanda wasn't going to say, but with her obsessive pleads for the past week and her slowly wearing him down day after day with the same bullshit, he pulls out his phone and Amanda jumps when her own device shakes in her back pocket. "You're annoying, and I'd really rather not have you at my party. It's supposed to be a small get-together with just a few people, but if you're not boring, that's my address in your pocket, so you'd better show up after all the bitchin' you've been doin'."

Amanda can't speak, only looking at the message now illuminated on her phone screen. But she can squeal, so she does that and hops in place to celebrate. 

"And for your friends, make sure you invite them too, alright?"

"All right!" Michael laughs at Amanda's excitement and walks away, noticing she was still standing there, something must've been up.

"Hey, Mikey, I got another question, if you don't mind." Michael turns around and gives her a look she was all too familiar with. "What is it now, Amanda?"

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna ask you for money or anything like that, god! Fix your face, man! You think we could walk over there? It's kinda a secret."

"Okay..." Michael trots over to follow Amanda until she gets to a break room and leans on the wall, taking in a breath and then releasing it. "So, I have this friend and she's the one who I told you I moved to Tampa with. Her name's Mario. Mario-Baptise, actually and she's kinda shy."

"What do you mean shy?" Michael leans on the wall himself and raises an eyebrow. "Like, she's down to fuck. But..." Amanda swallows her words and finally decides the best way to explain. "Do you know what gender fluidity is?"

"Yeah, kinda. It's like someone who's a woman and a man? Right?"

"Yes!" Amanda says, excitedly, happy Michael understood. "And uh, since she's genderfluid..."

"She has a dick, right?" Michael finishes her sentence and Amanda nods. "Yeah, and I know you don't mind that, but there's something else. She has a dick...and a pussy."

Michael pauses and Amanda sees his confused face, finally deciding to explain further. "She's what's called a hermaphrodite? Like, she's really hot too. Look." She pulls out her phone and shows him pictures of Mario and Michael whistles. "Damn, she is bad." He takes the phone and swipes through photos while Amanda nods excitedly.

"And she's never done it before, so if you could please just go soft on her this time. Please? It would mean a lot to me." Michael hands Amanda back her phone and nods, clearly lying through his teeth. "Yeah, sure thing."

"Oh, and uh, can I leave early? I actually promised her I take her out tonight and I forgot we had to go across town to get to Justin's place so...is that alright with you?"

"Yeah whatever, just go."

"Thank you, sir!"

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"This one fits better." Amanda closes the bottle of foundation and Justin turns Mario's face. "Yeah, I agree. This fits better than whatever the hell you were wearing last time."