Memories of Emily: The Power Brokers Part 6

Outcast

Shonet sat beside me, and Jarid sat across from us with the box of checks resting on the floor between us. Spear and Noel made a beer run, and in their absence, we theorized ways to use the checks. Jarid lifted the box to study closer. “What if we get someone else to cash them for us?” 

Shonet furrowed her brow and shook her head. “That’s not a solution, shit-for-brains. That only extends the same problem of getting caught to someone else. We would need a stranger to cash the checks, so they can’t rat us out if they get caught, but then we can’t be sure of getting paid.” 

Jarid, visibly annoyed, looked down at the checks as I stifled the laugh Shonet tried to nudge from me. I crushed on her a little. Our sexuality discussion stole much anxiety, and I became enamored of her in the relief she gifted me. Being dark, beautiful, and powerful made her enticing. The same quality of power drew me to Spear, but Shonet wielded power in a manner far surpassing Spear’s control. 

She indulged my infatuation by permitting me to sit near and allowing platonic touch. She hated people invading her space, and touching her might earn a person a punch to the face. Besides Spear, Noel, and me, no one touched Shonet unless they could afford her services or she desired them. 

She let me orbit closely where she often vented angst to my listening. In exchange, she tried to satisfy my attraction to her. Once while sitting in her room, Noel immersed herself in an old magazine while Shonet complained about someone. When finished complaining, Shonet turned to Noel. “Noel, suck Vince’s dick.”