Feelings and friendship

Chapter eleven

Disclaimer: This is a cross-over chapter. Please read chapter eleven of "Love notes" by Jurgera Hassell

"Come on, buddy! You're testing my patience. Untie her and put her on the table. I want her spread out." his mother said.
Buddy hesitated.
"Leonard Johnson jr., NOW!
Buddy flinched at hearing every syllable of his government name, the only way a black mother could call out her son.
He started uncuffing my hands and then my feet. "I'm going to get ready. I'll give you five minutes and then we'll get started" she said.
"Okay, mother" He picked me up as if I was made of porcelain and quickly carried me over to the table I woke up on the first time I opened my eyes in this hellhole. He put me down, gave me a kiss on my forehead and whispered: "I'm sorry. There's a reason I didn't even tell her you were here. I know I'm a little off but my mother... Well, my granddad and my father, they kind of traumatized her... Thank God she took care of them. But it did leave her... She is... Well, let's just say she has her own demons she's had to battle with. My dad wasn't a very nice man and the Deloitte's have an infamous history". I saw the horror in his face and thought that name sounded familiar. I heard the door close and I knew his mother stepped out.
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Amina Deloitte, mother of Leonard "Buddy" Johnson junior, stepped out of the basement and went up to the main house. She went in her room and bee lined to her mirror. She looked at herself and took in her own beauty. Amina was a dark skin 60 year old woman with long sleek hair with grey tones in the front. She had the body of a 44 year old woman; tall, voluptuous, plump lips, ass and tits to die for. She didn't have any wrinkles in the face, hair always on point, nails done but her hands showed her true age. Amina picked up a bottle of Old spice perfume and looked at it. Before her usual ritual with the girls, that not only remind her of herself but the girls her husband used to cheat with, she sprayed her dad's perfume all over her body. Amina hated her dad, the renowned Pastor Deloitte. This perfume brings back a lot of memories.

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F O U R T Y E I G H T Y E A R S E A R L I E R
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It was her 12th birthday.
She celebrated it with her four brothers; Jeremiah, Zyon, Seoul and Luuc, her mother Rose and her dad Robert. They were a prestigious family who had their own congregation. Robert wasn't just her dad, he was the amazing Pastor Deloitte. He was considered a prophet among other great things. Her mother was the first lady of the church and her brothers were not only all-star athletes but they were mommy's favorite little boys. People used to say mommy was a little too overprotective of and close to them. This was the first time her mother paid this much attention to her. She cooked a big meal because her father asked her to. He said Amina was a big girl now. She was always daddy's little princess but I guess she was a queen now.
After dinner the boys went out with their church friends and her mother went to bible study with the friends' mothers. Robert asked Amina, his baby girl turned woman as he loved to say, to join him to the master bedroom for a grown up prayer. He had her change into a white gown. She looked at herself in the mirror and looked like an innocent princess, she loved the gown. Her dad took her on his lap, put his hand on her thigh and inhaled her scent. He smelled like his usual perfume. She felt a little strange about it but she was a grown up now and chucked it away to her immaturity.
He turned her around, looked her in the eyes and said:
"As you are a big girl today, daddy would like to offer you some wisdom. Do you think you can handle that?"
"Yes, daddy" Amina said full of curiosity. This is what she's always wanted. To be just like her daddy. And to do that, she had to absorb everything he said and did.
"There is one lesson that is important in life but above all, in this family" he said.
"What is it dad?" Amina asked.
"We need to love one and other consistently and with devotion. If not? That love should be forced upon" he said.
"But daddy, we do love each other. Very much so."
"Yes, we do baby girl. And now that you're grown... Daddy's going to show you how grown-ups show love and devotion to one and other. Only if you can keep this a secret from everyone else. We wouldn't want others to misunderstand my lessons."
Amina didn't understand why people would misunderstand anything he said. He was Pastor Deloitte after all, he could do no wrong.