Early next Thursday morning back at Brandon's apartment. He awakens to get ready for work. As he goes to grab his uniform, he hears his doorbell ringing. He quickly puts on some pants to go open the door. He does and it's Cheryl. "Breakfast in bed?" she says flirtingly. She asks him if he could do her a big favor. One of her friends just had a large blowout with her roommate and needed a place to stay for just a couple of days. Brandon told her he would be gone during the day, and that he couldn't leave her here alone. They argued a little before coming to an agreement. Cheryl kissed him hard and said "Thanks, hon. Trust me. You won't mind once you see her, baby."
Brandon tried to work this out in his head. This guest, Brandon decided, could stay at his neighbors place if she had to stay somewhere during the day. She could sleep in his guest room at night.
This girl was to be back or call and let Brandon know where she was, at about 5:30, when he got off work. Anyway, Cheryl said she'll send her right up to start unpacking and asked if Brandon could help move some of her things real quick. So, he went with her downstairs and the whole time on the way, she's thanking him. She tells him "I owe you big. I'll definitely repay you, Saturday night. You better be ready, boy." She smiles at him as they reached the car. No one's there. There are boxes filling up the entire back seat.
He started to give her a look and said "All of this is hers?"
"Look, it's only two nights, then she'll have a place to stay." Cheryl started yelling "Shelley..Shelley!" Just then, Brandon turned around to see what looked to be a vision of total purity. She had a different kind of look and appeal than Cheryl. Not better or worse. Just different. Innocence personified.
She's around his own height, light blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, not fat but kind of meaty. She was wearing a thin, white shirt over an athletic top and full natural breasts and jogging pants. Cheryl broke in and said "Shelley, this is Brandon."
Shelley smiled sheepishly and said "Hi." We explained the deal to her and she said that's fine. So, they quickly moved everything upstairs.
Cheryl then said to Shelley "Look, I gotta go. Are you alright now?" Shelley said she was fine. Miranda then kissed Brandon goodbye, and actually looked at Shelly, who was busy going through a bag of hers, then back at Brandon as she winked at him, obviously implying something. Brandon went to work and Shelley said she was going to check out the gym across the street and maybe check out the neighborhood. Brandon spent the whole day fantasizing about what he would like to do to this girl tonight and sharing every small detail with Cheryl afterwards.
"If only she could be there, too" he thought. He still thought about Saturday, but tonight was on his immediate mind. He had never had a girl who looked so pure and untainted. He wanted that and wanted it bad. By the time he finally got off work, he was tired and he realized that his roommate was actually here for once. This annoyed the hell out of him, but technically, it was his place, too.
Brandon walked in and he was laid up on the couch, smoking a joint and channel surfing. "Any calls while I was gone?" Brandon asked.
"Naw man" came the reply. Of course, he probably wouldn't have bothered to answer the phone anyway, judging from the state he was in. The guy was pure lazy. Brandon had spent the whole day thinking of Shelley and really didn't expect his lump of a roomie to be here. Brandon sat for a while and waited for Shelley to call or drop in. It was 6:00. She was supposed to have contacted him half an hour ago. Just then, the phone rang.
It was Cheryl. "Jes callin' to make sure everything's ok."
"Actually, Shelley hasn't shown up yet" Brandon told her.
