"This thong looks so cute, I'm buy it!" Janet said as she held up the Hello Kitty white thong on her finger tips.
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"Don't you have enough thongs already, Janet? You practically have a collection!" Rebbie questioned.
"You need to get you some because they're very comfortable & incredibly sexy. Men love them!" Janet smirked.
"I don't like thongs. I don't like how they just sit in your ass crack all day. It feels uncomfortable!" Latoya shivered.
"Your ass just ain't big enough to be wearing thongs, Latoya." Janet said.
"Can you guys please stop talking about thongs?" My hands were over my ears as these three women talk about thongs & men throughout the entire store.
After I got caught coming home late last night & my dramatic fainted episode, Grandma Katherine thought it would be a great idea to start over & get some fresh air. By that, she means get out of the house before Michael bomb-boarded me with more questions after breakfast. But surprisingly i didn't see him after breakfast. He kind of disappeared after everyone finished their food. Does he feel guilty about last night? I was so happy to see Clark again. I finally got to hug him like I wanted too. I miss hugging & talking to him. I wish we could've talked more. There was something he wanted to talk about. It sounded serious in that text message he sent me. I wonder what it's about. I couldn't go to the clinic today. There was no way I could sneak there either. I don't want my memories fading away. I haven't even reached my twenties yet. I'm starting to feel like an elder with all these headaches. Maybe i'll go another time. Whenever the Jackson's aren't pissed off at me, I can sneak off.
"Oh Amy! When you get grown, you'll be wearing thongs, hoochie mama clothes, & acting a donkey as soon as Michael let you go." Janet said.
"I highly doubt I'll go anywhere." Lately, i've been thinking that Michael is trying to keep me under his wing forever. It's a wild thought but I think it's true. I'm always stuck at The Jackson Productions or at home all day. They're just now letting me go to the Boys & Girls club.
"You'll be 18 in a couple of years. Michael will have to let you breathe at some point. He can't keep you trapped forever. Soon enough, you'll start a new life & have responsibilities." Rebbie stated.
"Responsibilities?" Shit, I'm already having those now. Does being my father's product manger counts? How about this ongoing investigation i've started? That's considered to be responsibilities, right?
"Yes, like working, paying bills on time, sacrifices, building your career & credit. It's a lot in life, Amy. Your just a kid right now. It's like what mother always say when were kids." Rebbie grabbed a shirt off the rack. "Be a kid while you can."
"Shit, I wish I could go back to being a kid. I wouldn't have to deal with this shit." Janet fling the thong in the basket like a slingshot.
Latoya picked up a outfit from the rack, "Amy, this would look amazing on you!"
