The Quiet Sister✔️

40. Brother Knows

As soon as he made it back to Springfield, he went straight to the studio and got on his grind. The album was finished, but it was not done.

He wanted to deliver the best work so that he was a surefy Grammy contender. All he had to do was study what worked. He looked at Icee's track record. Though rap was a whole other beast, Icee's first R&B album was the toast of the town.

What made it work?

He wrote and sang about his feelings. He put everything on the line, going from a rapper who talked about drugs, sex, parties, and diamonds, to talking about falling in love with his sister.

People ate that up. Women ate that up, and that was his audience. He wanted to make sure every song was for the ladies.

He called Sarena up.

"I want to scrap some of the songs on the album and redo-"

"I thought we were done?" He could tell his sister was asleep, it was one o'clock in the morning.

"Rena, I want this to top records. I want the top spot."

"Do whatever boy, bye," she said and hung up on him.

Then he called up Venetia and asked her to come to the studio.

"Ooo, is this where Icee and Tennille make all their hit songs?" she said, walking up in there.

"This is where I am working on the next number one."

"Oh, and look at that, I'm gonna be on your arm at the next Grammys."

Now she was talking nonsense. He was not, nor would he ever bring his jump-off with him anywhere in public. She was confused about her place.

"Venetia, it's been a long weekend, want to hook a brother up?" He undid his pants and pulled out his hard dick.

Her eyes grew big, she loved sucking on his dick. She immediately came over, got down on her knees, and went to work. He relaxed, eyes closed, imagining getting head international, all around the world when he would tour. Have all the French bitches, bitches in Germany, China, and Japan on his dick.

Then he thought about Ishii.

Yeah, she was on the roster, but she was special. He did not think of her as he thought of Venetia or his honies in L.A. Ishii and he had a different vibe. She was not his girlfriend or anything, but it was deeper than just sex.

After Venetia gave him head, he fucked her good on the couch in there then sent her home. He felt unfulfilled. She had not done it for him.

He went to his tablet to write a song. Then he came up with the words to the perfect song, about the perfect girl.

After he finished, he headed home and went into deep sleep. He had a light semester because he knew he would be busy with recording and releasing his album. The three classes he had were online. That left nothing for him to do all day.

He woke up, showered, ate a bowl of cereal, and then texted his mom.

"Mom, I haven't seen you in a while, I might stop by the restaurant."

"Nice to see my only son," she texted back

He headed to her restaurant which was full to the brim during lunch hour. He walked to the back to see his mother. She was there barking orders and dicing vegetables, like a boss. She wished he was this aggressive with his deadbeat father.

"Mom, you always look good in the kitchen." He kissed her cheek.

"Saw you and your sisters at the Grammys. That was nice. I am such a Tennille fan!" He could not believe his mother was fangirling over his sister. "She is so beautiful. Ishii and I cried when she performed."