Episode 29: Oui Gotta Deal

11:00 AM! Saturday Lunch rush at Hilltop Restaurant, Wildwood Pennsylvania. Hectic!

“Oh, my God! I’m pulling my extensions out.”

Kwikki N’Dolla found herself overwhelmed by so many tables to take care of. Her training while still ongoing through her sister Nikki had been proceeding well until today. With the rush of dining patrons filling the place to capacity she had troubles keeping her orders straight. Backing herself into a corner near the restaurants walk-in freezer she had to catch her breath, almost hyperventilating if the truth be known. Seeing her in her plight Cabot Ross took his salads out to one of his tables swiftly and returned, taking time to console her situation.

“You okay Kwik?” He faced her, placing a hand on her bare chocolate shoulder. Finding her trembling he took a look around the kitchen for prying eyes then surrounded her upper body with his arms, hugging her from behind. “Just relax. I have your back. If you need help just ask.”

“I’ve never had to memorize so much even before I quit school.”

“You quit college?”

“Why do you think Nikki came to pick me up?”

“I guess we never got too in depth over it. What were you going to school for?”

“Law enforcement. I wanted to be a Police Officer like my Uncle Samuel. We live with him these days. He’s not exactly happy with me for dropping out.”

“What changed your mind?”

“Breaking the law.” She giggled nervously. “I do have a couple dozen indecent exposure counts. They tend to frown on that kind of thing after you start school. Between that and the instructor trying to blackmail me into having sex with him.”

“Did he win?”

“I’m here, aren’t I? I had to bail; he was getting too rough. I couldn’t go over his head or ... let’s just say, I would never work again. Luckily Nikki got me this job without any background checks.”

“That’s wild. Our secret Kwik. I won’t tell a soul.”

“You won’t have to I’m sure I’ll get busted again.” She laughs then leans back into him to whisper, “Can’t keep my clothes on. Blame my ancestors.”

“Huh?”

“Come on, the women in Africa used to walk around in just a skirt or loin cloth, tits loud and proud. Surely, you’ve seen the History channel videos. Roots?”

“Not really. I’ll take your word on it. Are you calm enough to go back out there? I heard two of your tables called out.”

“Yeah, thanks for taking time to calm my nerves. Oh, hey you never did tell us if you liked the video we made. I sent it from my phone because I knew you would wonder who it was. Nikki gave me your number.”

“Ohhh, that! Yeah, I turned it over to the cops. Expect them to show up anytime.”

“Don’t even joke about that.”

“Couldn’t resist.”

“Making me hate you, or our video?” She narrowed her inquisitive eyes playfully.

“At least you wrote my name correctly on the double dick. Most people add a second B or T in Cabot. Yeah, it was hot.”

“Did you see the tiny H behind the T?”

“Tiny H?”

“As in Caboth.” She winked and caressed his chin. “As in we both want you.”

“Awww! Awesome touch.” He grinned smugly, “The H and your hand on my chin.”

“Spill it! You show anybody?”

“Actually, I haven’t. I won’t lie I usually do, but I decided to keep this one to myself.” Total lie he showed the guys but wanted to keep the ladies from feeling used. Even with more heart than his buddies Cabot Ross was prone to evil traits on occasion.

“Your friends racist? Afraid they’ll think bad of you?”

“Yes and no. They keep open minds but still get stupid and spout outbursts on occasion. Trust me if I showed them that video, they would want to watch you do it in person.”

“Are they cute as you?” She winks.

“Naaaaa! They’re all butt ugly. I’m not sharing.”

“You know you want us.” She looks behind him at any eyes under the busy circumstances of an array of food orders getting cold. Feeling safe she licks his nose and steps to his side giggling. “Now imagine that tongue on your cock.”

“Already have.” He laughs rubbing her saliva off of his nose. Watching her walk away he was thankful that he wore a small carry all apron over his crotch. “Fuck she has a tight ass.”

Stepping back in time to 10:30 AM! Margo’s banking institution of Wildwood Federal.

Joined by Eric Crowe, Margo Needy made her way inside the bank after being called in by her friend, banker Jacob Overmeyer. Eric still hesitant over letting his sister Lily see them together, Margo determined that it was time to meet another member of the Crowe’s, next in line on the perch. When her meeting with Jacob was concluded that is, priorities straight her motto. Today Margo actually dressed for success rather than slutty. That alone made Eric less stressed not having to explain to his sister what Margo was doing wearing some nightie or other risqué outfit. Business dress blue with the skirt to her knees thank God.

“You go deal with the bank guy; I’m going to go chat with my sister.”

“Don’t forget to introduce us afterwards. Stop worrying so much what people think.”

“Mainly my religious mom you know that.”

“She can lay her hands on me too if she wishes.”

“Might be around your throat strangling you for seducing her baby boy.” He laughed. “Don’t let her drown you in any baptismal.”

“I’m sure your mother is not that cruel.”

“Naaa! Just bat shit crazy.”

“Time will tell. Oh, there’s Tyler.” Margo waved at Jacob Overmeyer’s young nephew Tyler behind the front counter assisting an elderly woman with a deposit. Tyler seeing her waved back cordially, thinking, “There’s my whore.” The old woman would have insisted on washing his mouth out with hand sanitizer had she heard him.

Lily Crowe stepping from behind a wall divider catches her brother off guard as she recognizes him. Curious as to why he was here she realized Margo was at Jacob’s doorway being ushered inside. With his goal to say hello to his sister Eric just waited until Jacob shut his office door before making his way to the counters.

“Hey, Sis.” Eric patted the countertop with both hands. Drumroll tease!

“What’s going on?” Lily peaked a brow noting Tyler looking at her with a hint of, “I wish she was naked.” in his eyes. Business concluded with Edna Forbush he grew interested in anything about Margo Needy should it be spoken of. Joining them he didn’t care if he was intruding or not.

“Margo had to come in and sign some loan applications. She’s borrowing money, well attempting to in order to open up a bed & breakfast outside Wildwood. She doesn’t drive so I brought her. Chauffeur Eric!” He chuckled.

“Kym told me you two were dating now.” Lily smirked, “It’s about time.”

“No we’re not, she’s just my employee.”

“Uh huh! I’ve seen her tattoo Eric ... you should give my girl a chance.”

“You give her a chance, you’re a Crowe too. Just take a Sharpie and draw long lashes on her male crow.” Magpie, but who really cared unless you were a bird watcher.

“I’m not into girls.” Her eyes drifted with a blush toward Tyler. He merely nodded and spoke up himself.

“What’s Margo going to do if the loan doesn’t happen? I overheard Uncle Jacob say it was iffy.”

“Not sure.” Eric shrugged, “I told her to just rent out a few more rooms. There’s space out there that’s not really being used.”

“I’m in.” Tyler chuckled.

“If it comes to that I’ll be sure to tell her you’re ready to move out of your parents’ house.” Eric shook his head. “I think Margo has connections out there that might help her financially. Whether it’s enough help I don’t know. Last resort I think, she doesn’t want them using her as payback.” Probably TMI, he wasn’t thinking.

“Mrs. Needy is beautiful.” Lily sighed, “I read up on her modelling days. She must know some very influential people; she’s been photographed all over the world.”

“Who knows! I’ve only heard her mention one modelling friend that she wants to bring in to help run the B&B if it gets off the ground. Her friend was married to some CEO in a major corporation, but they’re divorced now, I think. Hot chick though.”

“Uncle Jacob knows people too. He cares about Mrs. Needy, so I’m sure he will pull every string he has.”

“If Margo doesn’t pull every string on him first.” Eric chuckled then bit his tongue due to Lily.

“Will you chill Big Brother. I know Mrs. Needy’s rep. I’m not telling mom. Besides dad beat you to telling me to shush. I’m not going to ruin your little fantasy.”

“What fantasy?”

“The one where the four bears seduce Goldilocks.” She sticks her tongue out at him.

“She’s not blond, only three bears in the story I remember.”

“Dude!” Tyler laughs then whispers, “Threesome.”

“I’m not naïve Eric. I just think Kym is better for you.”

“Margo’s like my second mom. I like helping her.”

“She can be my mommy.” Tyler grins then watches Lily wince at him, his expression faded fast. Not only that but a certain someone just walked in the front door. Tyler pointed him out to them slyly, “Incoming!”

Looking behind him as Lily brightened up, they witness Eric’s friend Ben Dunn walk in aiming for a swagger that just looked overkill for his stature. Nods led the boy closer until they all stood together.

“Hey Lily, Eric, guy whose name I can’t remember.” Ben smirked.

“Tyler.”

“Right! Bank teller Ty! What’s up E.C.?” He fist bumped Eric without Eric raising his fist. As a matter of fact, Eric’s hands were in his pants pocket. It looked queer to say the least. “Time for lunch with me, Lily of my fields?”

“In a minute. I have to wait for Jessica to come back from her break.” A thumbs up from Ben led Tyler to step away and do his own thing.

“So, what’s this rumor of a party out at Needy’s Saturday night?” Ben coughed up in a blunt admission of what he had been hearing through the grapevine.

“Yep!” Eric immediately regrets his confirmation looking at Lily with guilt. “Word travels fast. I haven’t even sent out invites. Don’t you think you had better ask permission?”

“I don’t own Ben; he can go to your silly party. Even though we did have a date for Saturday.” She looked at Ben drolly hoping he might commit to her.

“You can go with me.” Ben smiled as Eric removed his hands from his pockets now expressing fists. “Oh, now you want to fist bump your Amigo.” A goofy attempt led Eric to slug Ben on the bicep. “OWWWW! What the fuck Crowe?”

“He only hit you because he doesn’t want me there to see him embarrass himself. You can go Ben; I can make other plans.” Her eyes coyly glance toward Tyler. Of course, Tyler, wasn’t looking when he should have been. His loss.

“You’re the coolest Lily.” Ben nodded, “PARTY DUDE!”

“You’re a dumbass.” Eric rolled his eyes. Ben just wanted to see more of Margo. Speaking of the brunette bombshell...

Inside Jacob’s office Margo actually behaved herself and carefully listened to Jacob as he finalized her first round of loan applications, mainly just a random procedure to take a look at her credit history. It used to be really good, even better when married. Now? With Darryl’s death benefits running low in their account, she was struggling.

“As soon as I get those appraisal numbers on your property, I can start the second round of financial consideration. I just needed your Jane Hancock to get the ball rolling. How are things at home? Elliot doing okay in Paris?”

“He seems to be doing alright. He met a girl named Giselle. I just sent him some pictures to make money off of so he can date her.”

“Old modelling pics with autographs, showing off his mom?” Jacob sat back in his swivel recliner.

“No, just nudes.”

“You send nudes to Elliot?”

“Not normally. I’ve learned recently that my son has been hiding pictures of me through his friends. He doesn’t know that I’m aware so, I’m just letting it slide. If I’m worshipped over there at my age, I’m game.” She giggled.

“You certainly still have your youthful looks, Margo.” He sighed without challenging her wisdom. “I’ll just run and make a copy of these forms for you and let you get on with your day.”

“Copies? Can I go with you?” She sat forward with a brainstorm idea.

“Let me guess, you want to sit on the copy machine and scan your behind.”

“I promise to let Tyler clean the glass I sit on.”

“With his tongue?” Jacob laughed.

“Or yours if you want to share in the glory.”

“Windex works just as well. Follow me.” He stands and moves around his desk to have her dog his heels as if joining a conga line. He had to shake his head as she tried her best not to step on his shoe heel. She was an unusual woman to say the least. Noting their stepping from Jacob’s office Eric, Ben, and Lily chuckle at her charming playfulness in tugging Jacob’s coat tails.

“Hi Benji!” Margo waved at the boy trying to keep up with Jacob holding his coat with one hand.

“Hey, Mrs. Needy. Party on!” He laughed.

“Where are you two going?” Eric winced.

“Making copies of her application.” Jacob pointed out, holding her documents.