The mobile rang twice before it was answered.
"Hello, Jayden McKenzie here."
"Hello, Jayden. You know Austin has his own mobile."
"I know Chloe, but I wanted to talk with you. And I'd rather not do it on the mobile. Can you meet me at the cafe a couple of blocks from you? Do you know the one I'm talking about? Maybe 45 minutes?"
"Yeah, Jayden, considering there's only one cafe anywhere near here, I know which one. What do you want?"
"I'll tell you at the cafe. 45 minutes?"
"Yeah, OK," she said tentatively.
"Thanks, Chloe."
Forty-five minutes later, Jayden walked into the cafe and saw Chloe sitting at a table on the side of the dining room.
"Hey, Chloe, thanks for coming."
"Whatever, Jayden, let's just get this over with quickly. What did you want to tell me."
"I have a business proposition for you, Chloe. Interested?"
"Maybe. Depends on the proposition."
"Tomorrow, I want you to come back to my apartment with me. We'd go into my room, lock the door, and not actually do anything. Well, not actually nothing. I need you to jump up and down on the bed and make a series of deep breath sounds and then gradually louder cries of "Oh god" until I tell you to stop. We'd wait about 10 minutes and then, with your hair a little disheveled and your clothes looking like you'd taken them off and then put them back on before we'd left the room and then the house. I'll give you 60 dollars for doing that. It's less than 30 minutes work, Chloe."
"Bloody hell, Jayden. Bugger off. You really think I'd do something that disgusting for 60 dollars?"
Jayden began to see his visions of remaining in Chezdon's classes fade. The 60 dollars was barely a dent in the money he and Brody had made from their scam.
"How about 75 dollars, Chloe?"
"Are you fucking shitting me, Jayden? Really? What kind of fool do you take me for? How perverted can you get, Jayden McKenzie? I'd heard about your last scheme. At first, I didn't believe, but now—"
"How about 100 dollars?"
"I wouldn't do it for 750 dollars! What you're asking is obscene, never mind insulting to me. Be grateful I'll never say anything about this to my brother. He'd split your lip for asking me to do something like that."
For a moment, Jayden thought about Austin punching his mouth—and rejected the possibility almost as quickly as he had contemplated it. No, Jayden thought, a split lip would mean that Austin wouldn't get a blowie for a while from Jayden—and while Austin may have been as plain as vanilla, Austin wasn't that dumb. Nope, Jayden didn't have to worry about Austin. Too much pleasure, too much fun, at risk.
"I'm sorry for even suggesting it, Chloe. I really shouldn't have even suggested, and you're right, I know, you'd never do something so foolish."
"Jayden, you need help. Serious help. What are you going to suggest next, that you want me to be up the duff? I'm done. It's your shout for my coffee. Good bye—and don't call me about this again!"
"I won't, Chloe, rest assured" Jayden shouted as Chloe walked out the door of the cafe. She's as big a bitch as her brother. Maybe bigger. Fuck her! Hmmm...actually, if I could, I would have by now. He smiled. Then again, he continued, that's the whole idea, right?
Jayden looked around the dining room and was reassured that no one had heard him and Chloe. The dining room was empty.
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Six Days in April
Teen FictionThis is a one-off story about the six days in April between Chapters 29 and 30 of Innocence Waning. That story can be found through the profile for @chezdon1997. (And if you think he's really an apparition, join the club.) The sequel is The Chezdon...
