The Tax Collector (GirlxIntersex) Book 1

Chapter 24

Chapter 24
Lucia POV

Before Valentino leaves for work, she asks me a few questions about myself, measures my height, and checks the color of my eyes. She said that it was to put on some identity documents and cards.

Garcia and the other girl—whose name I found out—left just as Valentino was leaving. This girl was Garcia's closest relative than Valentino. Valentino was displeased, but because she was rushing late, she overlooked it.

Lola, like Garcia, was a beautiful girl. She had a lighter skin tone, and she wore her black hair in an exceptionally low ponytail, causing the length of her hair to extend even lower down her back.

She spoke like an American, which I know since Mexicans don't speak like her. I believed she was born on American soil.

Lola bit her lip and sneered at the card in my hands. I didn't want to, but she and Garcia dragged me into card games. They had located the card among Valentino's personal possessions.

"Do you have a four?" She asked. I believe we were playing; go fishing. And I've lost three times in a row. I was simply not good at gaming. I shook my head, glancing down at my six cards. Their hand had much more cards than mine.

Garcia shook her head, then muttered.
"Go fishing?" Lola picks up a card from the stack in the center of the floor.

"So..." She grinned when Garcia asked for a card. "What did you and Val do?" Her query was intended toward me.

Garcia rolled her eyes and picked up a couple cards. That's cheating, I suppose, but I assumed she thought I wasn't observing.

"Nothin,"

Lola sneered. She had gorgeous cat eyes. Her strikingly square-shaped face and straight nose were additional notable features.

"You're in a house with only you and her, and you haven't even given her a blowjob."

"What is a blowjob?" I softly inquired. I figured it was an American term.
She broke out laughing, and Garcia booted her, nearly knocking the cards over. "You liar, you don't know what sloppy toppy is?"

I slowly move my head from side to side.

"You didn't suck her cock?"

My eyes widened, and I shook my head so hard that I thought it was going to fall off my body. I have sucked cock before. I was paid for it and compelled to work with Martinez.

"You have previously, right?" Lola proceeded to sniff around. I gave a bashful nod. I wanted not to talk about it, but I didn't want to hurt their feelings.

"I tried that perhaps twice, and it was extremely terrible." Garcia stated.

"That is why you cannot hold a guy down."
Garcia stared at a grinning Lola. The girl was quite attractive; I wonder whether she is often like this. Her words are so ripe.

"How much time have you spent doing it?" Lola directed her query to me.

"Um... maybe more than 20."

Her mouth hangs gaping. "You are a slut." Her lips pursed into a smirk, and she tossed the cards aside. I assumed the game was over. I was having fun despite the fact that I had lost a lot.

"You have to do it with Val and let us know how it goes. I heard her cock is about this length." She motioned, leaving a large enough distance with her hand.

"That is long?" I whispered. Her illustration might be incorrect. Her cock couldn't be so long. "She claimed she doesn't want sex," I explained.
"Do you truly believe that?" Val is such a liar!" Lola snorted. "She wanted her cock to be moist and slobbered down the teeny tight throat!"

My mouth is slightly agape. She doesn't have a filter in her mouth; I assumed that was an American thing. Perhaps it's because I've never been around so many girls.

"She wants sex and blowjobs?" I questioned.

"Hmm, her little girlfriend, well ex-girlfriend, used to struggle to keep up with her. You know, public sex, and by public, I mean detrimental public."

"Oh, Lola, shut up." Garcia grumbled.
"What, you know it's true, and you know the reason Val can't stop thinking about her little girlfriend is because no other girl can ever match that little mouth she has."

"Really?" I pondered. "She is in a relationship."

"Well, ex-girlfriend. They are kind of on and off. Her little ex can't keep her panties up."

"Oh,"

"You have nothing to worry about; you've done blow jobs over 20 times, therefore you can do the gawk, gawk far better than her."

I was intrigued about her ex-girlfriend.

"Did you realize that she has to marry you before you can be legally here? I doubt she will do that."

"That's enough, Lola." Garcia let out a snarl.
"Come on, she has to realize that she isn't that attractive to receive a ring on her finger."

"Oh," I said softly, glancing at my fingers.

"Val likes you." Garcia's remarks inspire optimism. It doesn't matter if she does, right? I don't trust her, therefore she doesn't need to like me.

"And if she didn't like you, she wouldn't take you away from the monster."

"She drags you away because she pities you."

"I'm not bringing you back here." Garcia snarled at Lola, who seized the card from my hands and placed it on the pile. She seemed irritated.

"Have I done something wrong?"

"You simply wait for the day when she will go on her knees and marry you so you can acquire your green card. If I were you, I'd best start walking back to Mexico." She made a walking motion with her pointer and middle fingers.

"Oh," I said, genuinely not expecting to need marriage in order to remain in this country. If that's the case, I'll have to do everything in my power to get Valentino to marry me, even if it means sucking her dick.