Ineffable by Sherrod Story Page A

buildings, a car wash, and she’s saving up to buy a Dollar Tree franchise. She’s planning to partner with another good friend of ours, Steele. You remember her?”
    He nodded. “But?”
    Margot shrugged.
    “Come on,” he coaxed. “I know there’s something else.”
    She shook her head.
    “I will keep the secret, Margot. I would never hurt you or your friends.”
    She eyed him. He grinned encouragingly. “She’s saving by selling drugs.”
    His eyebrows went into his hairline. “It seems risky. She has a lot to lose.”
    “She knows that. But the franchise she wants has a time tag attached to it. The person wants to sell in the next year ‘cause he’s retiring. He told her he’d wait – he’s an old friend of her father’s – but she only has a certain amount of time to get the money together and no longer.
    “You already know we smoke, and we’ve all been known to facilitate others with the same habit. One thing led to another, and,” Margot shrugged. “It’s fast, easy money, and they been doing it on and off for a long time. She got out of it for a while, but with this deal, you get the picture. She and Steele promised us as soon as they get enough for the business, they’re out, permanently. And you are not to tell anyone about this. Got it?”
    He nodded.
    “Say it out loud.”
    He rolled his eyes. “I promise not to tell anyone that Reiko is selling drugs.”
    “Or Steele.”
    “Or Steele,” he agreed. “Is she coming back?”
    “Nope. I tried, but she’s off making money now.”
    “I’m sorry I ran her off.”
    She waved it away. “You didn’t know. But now you do,” she said, warningly. “Reiko’s my girl. So is Steele. They’re one of the few in my crew not obsessed with clothes and shit. They’re totally down to earth. They were there for me when I was down, and they’ve never lied to me, never hurt me, not once in all the years I’ve known them, and we go back to elementary.”
    “I get it. I’ll make it up to you, and to her. I’ll take you guys to dinner. Whenever you say, wherever you want.”
    She nodded. “And dancing.”
    He grinned and rolled her under him on the bed. “Okay. I’d love to dance with you.”
    “Good.”
    “When shall we go?”
    “Sometime,” she said, suddenly very busy getting him out of his clothes.
    “Soon, I hope. I’ve been told I’m a very good dancer,” he whispered, sucking rhythmically on her neck as they moved into position.
    “I know you are.”
    “How? We’ve never gone.”
    “Some things you know. You’re very graceful and quite skilled in bed; it’s not that big a stretch.”
    She was kissing her way down his body now, and he arched happily, his heart thumping fast as her fingers pinched his nipples and nosed around his groin.
    “Thank you,” he rasped, hands clenching on the sheets as she licked the head of his cock. “I owe much to a skilled partner.”
    “Me.”
    “Yesss.” He groaned in disappointment when her hard suck on the broad cap of his cock stopped abruptly. Thankfully it was temporary.
    “Honey,” she whispered, licking his balls with a long, wet sweep of talented tongue. “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”

Chapter eight
    The next day she and Nori had a fight.
    Tommy paid her a visit and sucked up primo work time in the middle of the day. Unfortunately for him, her muse called not long before he walked in the door. Nori, of course, wanted to make love, and barring that to lounge in bed with her under his arm while they watched the Notebook. He’d never seen it and was apparently feeling romantic.
    “I gotta work,” she yelled the third time he called her into the bedroom.
    When he stomped out looking pissy she snapped.
    “What’s with that stank ass look? I gotta work,” she repeated. “I don’t come to your fuckin’ office throwing my weight around during business hours.”
    “You don’t have fucking business hours. If you did you’d put that shit down and come to fucking