Jozy, a young African-American guy who recently turned 18 years of age, has lived a miserable life so far. A life full of bad luck and lots of adversity. He has never had any happiness in life. He came to the United States of America, the land of opportunities, the land of the free, the home of the brave, to live the American dream. Well, the whole thing turned out to be an American nightmare for Jozy. But despite all the setbacks, Jozy was now only two days away from graduating.
He had mixed feelings about the ending, but the best part was that he would finally get away from Antonio. Antonio was this Italian-American guy who was the school bully, a troublemaker, and the guy who caused all the problems in the school. He had bullied, beaten, humiliated, and insulted Jozy during their four years in high school. Rather, it's been a living hell for Jozy during his high school years.
Antonio was super popular and came from an upper-class family. His father was the Don, the leader of the Italian mafia family here in San Diego, and they were recognized throughout the area. No one dared speak about them, criticize them or report their illegal and criminal acts to the authorities, despite having concrete evidence. They basically did whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted.
Out of all the students in that high school, Jozy was bullied more than anyone else. Antonio went after him the most, and Jozy lived every day like a manhunt. Each time Jozy encountered Antonio and his bully friends in the long gray school hallway, he knew something was going to happen. Jozy was constantly devalued and received beatings day in and day out.
Jozy envied Antonio. He was popular, handsome, tall, rich, powerful, and hung out with the prettiest girls in school. Jozy hated the fact that he was so far behind in life. He himself was poor, had hardly any friends, was slender and skinny, and he was terribly ugly.
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It was Thursday, a day away from graduation. There were only classes today for the students who were behind and needed to send in homework that was unfinished. For the others, it was an activity day at school where they helped to empty the lockers, clean the floor, and just spend time talking to each other.
Jozy was struggling to get to the classroom at the bottom left of the hall. He needed to submit an English essay that he hadn't finished, and he had been working his ass off all week to finish the essay. Despite his terrible grades, the tough years in high school, and all the bullying, he felt a certain pride when he was on his way to submit this essay.
He began to wonder if this was the turning point, if this was perhaps the beginning of the American dream he had longed for since immigrating here from the Congo with his single mother. With all this in his head, he suddenly felt a hand from behind grabbing his neck, and a second later he was pushed against a locker and then tackled down on the newly scrubbed wooden floor.
"Why are you in a hurry, nigger?" Antonio said, which came with an evil grin.
Jozy looked up and saw Antonio with three other friends. They looked bored, and Jozy understood what this meant.
"Answer me, faggot. Where you going?" Antonio once again asked and gave Jozy a little slap on the head.
For the first time, Jozy gathered courage and replied, "Antonio, I'm really in a hurry. I have to submit this essay. I don't have time for you."
Antonio's friends started giggling as Antonio looked shocked at the response he received from Jozy, a loser he had bullied for four years every day.
"What the hell did you say, nigger!?" Antonio shouted as he pulled Jozy up and pushed him hard against the locker.
"I'll freaking kill you, faggot!" He kept yelling.
Antonio released Jozy, who fell to the floor and then snatched the essay from him. He tore it to pieces. An overwhelmed Jozy watched without being able to do anything about it. This reminded him once again that he had failed. It felt like his moment had been stolen.
"Listen, because you annoyed me, you have to go to my house and mow the lawn," an angry Antonio said, and followed it up with, ''Is that understood!?"
"The gardener is sick and will not make it. I swear, if you don't mow the grass properly for me to see tonight, I'll have you whacked, mark my words," Antonio said with a strong tone in his voice.
Jozy nodded and rose to his feet. He didn't dare to protest or say no, because it would only make the situation worse. Jozy already knew where Antonio's family home was; it was known throughout the area. A large mansion, worth millions of dollars, guarded by security personnel around the clock.
He left the school devastated and took a walk towards the mansion. He began to think of all the bad luck he had had while sweating and feeling the heat waves in San Diego. People were having picnics in the park; dogs ran after frisbees; and hot blonde girls jogged along the sidewalk.
After a twenty-minute walk, Jozy finally arrived at the mansion. He was immediately met by two long, muscular security guards in suits who confronted him.
"Who are you!?" One man shouted and it was immediately followed by, "Where the hell are you going!?" By the other man.
Both were Italians, and Jozy knew it from their accent.
"Wait a minute. Wait. Please don't hurt me!" Jozy screamed as he shook with fear.
"Tell us who the fuck you are or we'll bury you on the spot!" Both men screamed and were very aggressive.
"I... I... I'm Jozy. I was ordered to come here to mow the grass in the yard. Antonio sent me," Jozy said.
One guard turned his gaze to the other and said, "Find out if that's true."
The other guard turned around and made a call. He then confirmed that it was true.
The guards let Jozy pass through and explained to him that he would mow the lawn upstairs. All the security guards were going to lunch, and one of them informed Jozy that he needed to leave the house within a maximum of one hour.
Jozy went to the back of the luxurious and classy mansion, searching for a way to the garden upstairs. He walked through a glass room and reached a corner along the right side of the house, where he saw a wooden staircase outdoors with lots of leaves and flowers that stretched over the lovely palm trees. A depressed and slow Jozy climbed the stairs all the way up to the top floor, where he reached an outdoor sofa. He finally found the small garden he was going to mow. Preparing to approach it, he suddenly heard a female voice getting closer and closer. Not knowing what to do, he hid behind the sofa and peered in.
Seconds later, he had the good fortune to witness the hottest, sexiest, alluring, seductive, desirable, and bodacious woman he had ever seen in his life. She stunned him with her hotness, and he was almost paralyzed by her sexiness. She removed the towel from her body, and Jozy got to see this uniquely beautiful woman fully and completely naked.
She was about 5'7 with super attractive and alluring dark olive skin and dark eyes. Her hair was dark brown and long and straight. The Milf appeared to be a true Italian. The woman had two tattoos on her right shoulder, symbolizing herself and her husband; tribal tattoos across her lower back, one below the buttocks and one each on the sides of her ribs and top of her arms. Her navel and both her nipples were pierced. She had an athletic, killer body on her with a pelasing thickness. Her ass was amazing and big, but her greatest asset was easily her breasts. They were big, sexy, and ultra alluring. You just couldn't miss them and they were the very first thing you noticed about her. They were 34DDD after she had them done in her breast augmentation. Her body shape measurements are as follows: 32-24-34. With fake nails on and wonderful makeup, she qualified to be completely fake. She was all fake; nothing was natural about her, and that's what made her so sexy.
She was preparing to enter the jacuzzi that stood in the middle, a few feet away from the sofa that Jozy was hiding behind. She picked up her iPhone 13 Pro Max and recorded a voicemail.
"Hi honey, I just wanted to let you know that we have the house to ourselves and Antonio won't be back home until late in the morning. He's celebrating with some friends for his graduation tomorrow. Sooo... hurry home as soon as you can... I've been thinking about you all day long," the woman said as she bit her lip, expressing her lust and horniness.
