My parents tell me that to celebrate my high school graduation, they're going to take me on a family vacation with them. Couldn't they have just bought me a car or something? Oh well, we're getting ready to go to San Francisco. I kiss my boyfriend goodbye and we're on the road.
What drudgery, being in the car with them for so long. My mind wanders to yesterday when I let my boyfriend feel me up at the party. He's cute, so I let him kiss me and touch my boobs. I've never let any boys go any farther than that.
Finally, we're in California headed to Oakland where our bargain motel is. My dad is such a cheap ass, picking this shithole motel in the middle of the shittiest part of Oakland. Mom and Dad waste no time unpacking their car and getting comfortable in the room. Dad says to me, "Dawn, there's a grocery store down the block. Here's some cash, can you pick us up some soda and some snacks?"
"I guess so," I mumbled. There's not much else for me to do here. I'm still wearing my travel clothes, a tank top with no bra and a tight pair of shorts that barely cover up my fat ass. My big boobs are straining the fabric of this top and you can clearly see the outline of my oversized nipples. My parents don't usually let me dress like this, but they didn't seem to care when we were on the road. I guess I don't need to worry about running into anyone that I know out here.
I start walking down the block and I pass some basketball courts filled up with black boys playing basketball. Right as I'm walking past them, the ball bounces my direction. Everyone in the whole court stops and stares at me.
I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable with all these black boys staring at me. I never knew any black people back home. I'm suddenly feeling very afraid, so I just keep walking and looking straight ahead.
"Slow down there, sweetie!" a very tall boy called out. "Where are you going in such a hurry?"
"Uh, I'm just going to the store," I replied and kept walking. He hurried up to catch up with me with all his buddies right behind him. Now, I'm starting to panic.
"I've never seen you here before. My name's Marcus." He had a big toothy smile, so I was relieved that he wasn't angry. He and his buddies weren't wearing shirts. He had well defined muscles and was covered in sweat. He looked sexy with his big muscles glistening in the sun.
"I'm Dawn. Nice to meet you. Well, I don't want to interrupt your game," I said as I kept walking, hoping to get away from them.
"Don't worry about it," he said. "We were just about to take a break. Why don't you join us for some refreshments?" I was actually hungry and thirsty, but more than anything, I was afraid to piss him off, so I said "OK."
I followed him and the rest of his friends down an alley and then we cut through a yard and went in a back door of an old house. We all went down some stairs to a dark living room that had couches and a TV on playing Hip Hop videos.
"Have a seat," he said, and handed me the TV remote. I just left the Hip Hop channel on and started watching it as he left the room. His friends all sat down on the couches all around me and opened beers.
Marcus returned with a tall glass of some red drink with ice and handed it to me
"Here you go," he said as he sat down next to me.
"What is it?" I asked nervously.
"My secret recipe, let me know how you like it," he said.
I took a sip and just about gagged it was so strong. "It's, its good," I lied.
"I'm glad you like it," he said as he started drinking his beer. I didn't want to seem rude, so I continued to sip my drink. I guess it's not so bad, just way too strong.
I noticed somebody lighting up a joint and passing it around. "Do you like weed?" Marcus asked me. "I've never tried it" I said as he handed me the joint. I didn't want to offend him, so I took a small hit of it. It tasted yummy, so I took big, long hit of it. I tried to see how long I could hold it in and then I started coughing. He laughed, showing his big white teeth. How embarrassing! I passed it back to him and started to space out on the Hip Hop music. That weed must have been strong. I tapped my foot to the beat and kept sipping my drink.
I was beginning to feel a bit more relaxed now. Marcus motioned to one of his friends and said "Dawn, I'd like you to meet my boy, Trevor. Trevor took my hand, kissed it, and said "The pleasure is all mine." He gave me a mischievous smile and then sat down at my right. After a while, they started to lean in really close to me which made me feel a little nervous. I drank some more of my drink so that I would seem appreciative.