Note: This is my first ever story. It is in the non-con category so please keep that in mind before reading. This is a multi-part project about Sunny's adventures. Any and all feedback is appreciated.
It was 2008 and 20 year old Sunny Samedi watched as her mom's navy pick-up truck bounced down the road. The luggage and furniture in the truck-bed teetering precariously, as the truck rounded the corner and out of sight. She'd been woken up at early at the crack of dawn by her mother screaming at her to "get her ass up". It turns out that her mom hadn't paid rent in the last 4 months and the landlord was kicking them out at the end of the month.
"What are we going to do?" Sunny wailed following behind her mom as the woman had scrambled around the house grabbing and stuffing whatever she could into the duffle bag slung over her shoulder.
"We?" Her mom paused as she grabbed some liquor bottles from under the sink. "I'm moving in with Danny, you're a grown woman, it's time you figured your own life out".
Not for the first time, Sunny had wished her father was still around. Her parents had met in university, her mother had been a buxom, blonde, tanned freshman and her father was a tall, dark and handsome Haitian exchange student. It had been love at first sight; her mother had gotten pregnant during freshman year and dropped out that summer.
They had been a broke, mixed-race family; her mother's family had cut them off entirely and her father's family was too poor and too far away in the Caribbean to help. Despite the odds her father earned his degree in accounting, got his citizenship and had been saving up to buy a house when he had passed away. Sunny was 10 when her world came crashing down, her mom had turned to drinking and one decade and a string of bad boyfriends later the money her feather had left them had run out.
By the time Sunny was 14, she had taken a job stocking shelves at the local bookstore to make ends meet and at 18 she was at the bookstore full-time having neither the aptitude or interest in for academics. She had inherited her E-cup breasts and green eyes from her mother and from both her parents she ended up with a deep caramel skin tone and thick black curls. Her giant tits, wide hips and big round ass balanced out her soft round belly, she would have done well with men if she took better care of herself. However, she had turned to food for comfort while mourning her father and had a bit of a belly and wore comfortable baggy clothes to cover her body. She was also painfully shy and spent most of her time reading her favorite graphic novels.
Sunny let out a sigh and pulled out her phone, with few friends and even fewer family, she needed to find a place to stay, fast. After a few calls she managed to get a hold of her estranged grandmother, and even though she hadn't seen the old woman since her grandfather's funeral a few years prior, but she told Sunny that she was welcome to stay and good riddance that her "whore of a mother" was out of the picture. As unpleasant as the conversation was, staying with her grandmother would give her time to figure out something more long term.
She spent the rest of the week packing her things up and finishing out the last of her bookstore shifts. After returning the house keys to the landlord Sunny took a cab to the bus terminal. Her grandmother lived in a town 5 hours North of Toronto, Sunny was in for a long ride.
At the terminal, Sunny sat down and pulled out a book to read. A man walking past with a tray of drinks stumbled as he neared where Sunny was sitting. Ice cold frappuccinos spilled all over Sunny, drenching her clothes and her book. Screeching, Sunny leapt up, grabbed her back-pack and ran to the washroom. She tried her best to pat the book with paper towels, but it was completely ruined, eventually she admitted defeat and tossed the book in the trash. Next, she got to work on her clothes. Her t-shirt, sweater and leggings were soaked though completely; luckily, she'd put her giant sleep hoodie in her backpack. It only reached knee length and showed off more leg than Sunny was used to, but the rest of it hung loosely around her, she'd just grab some jeans from her suitcase and put the incident behind her.
Sunny excited the washroom and saw immediately that her suitcase wasn't next to where she had been sitting. She went up to the woman that had been sitting across from her and asked if she'd seen her suitcase but the woman just shrugged. She then went to the ticket booth to ask the attendant for help.
"Sorry to bother you. My suitcase is missing. I just left for a minute, and it was right there! It's red. I was sitting right over there", Sunny gestured at her seat, almost in tears over the loss of her suitcase.
"The company isn't responsible for any lost or damaged items in our terminals or on our buses, Mam." The young man behind the counter recited, without even looking up from his computer.
"No- I'm not blaming you; I just want to know if you saw anything just now," Sunny could tell this was going nowhere, but she had to try. The man started to type something into his keyboard, "please".