Two birds of a feather

I set the ID down pulling out my wallet I took out my old ID replacing it with the new one. I took the money out of my back pocket putting it in my wallet with the $229 I had from the last time she gave me 500 dollars. My mom would work for a week and then she was off for a week unless she got called in, which was all the time...

I headed towards the door with the box in hand locking it I headed upstairs to hop in the shower.

I set the box down on my king size bed as I took off my muscle shirt revealing washboard abs. I threw the shirt in the dirty clothes basket and walked into the restroom unbuttoning my pants. I pushed them down revealing my black boxer briefs. I turned on the water as steam rose into the air. I turned it down a little pulling down my briefs stepping out of them.

I felt the warm air hit my penis and I felt it harden a little. I ignored it cuz I wasnt in the mood to play. I stepped in the shower letting the water run down my back. It was refreshing to the old wounds on my back. I lathered up the soap on my body pushing the showerhead away. I placed the soap back in the placeholder washing underneath my balls. My cock jumped at the attention as I swept my hand up from the base to the tip. As I watched my hand go up and down the fact that I never grew hair around my dick was a turn-on. My dick grew to the whole nine inches. I didn\'t pay it any more attention as I washed the rest of my body turning the showerhead back towards me washing off the soap suds. My penis jumped again, this time: fully erect, so it made me moan in silence. I was goin to have blue balls all day, but I had other things to worry about, like grocery shopping, and quiting my other job... I lathered up the shampoo washing my hair. I rinsed it out as I turned off the water grabbing a towel off the rack. I opened the shower curtain as I dried my body off. I noticed that in the mirror my hair was back to its natural color, well it looked like I would have to go into work without my hair dyed. I wrapped my towel around my waist going to reach for my contacts, but I thought better of it not feeling the need since I was quitting.

I walked into my room opening my closet door. I pulled out some black skinny jeans that were loose around the ankles, and the crouch area. Pulling out some silk black boxer briefs I dropped my towel pulling them up my legs covering my semi-flaccid cock. I pulled the pants up buttoning up the three buttons at the crouch. I pulled out a white dress shirt that had black plaid and short sleeves. I put on deodorant, spraying on some cologne called: \'Spring\'s paradise\'. It smelled of pine, lavender, and roses, and it was made by a friend of mine given to me at christmas last year.

I pulled out a black tie putting it on. I put on socks pulling out my shitkickers.

They were all black sitting three inches above my ankles. They were laced all the way to the top with two straps: one at the top and one at the bottem. There was four chains that went around the back of the shoe just for appearances. Pulling them on and tying them, I looked in the full length mirror that hung on my wall; I deemed that I looked cute and just in between professional, and casual enough for my taste. I went into my restroom to brush my teeth.

After I was done I headed downstairs making a right heading into the dining room picking up my keys off the key hook. I threw the note from my mom in the trash, and I picked up the black leather trench coat trying it on. The jacket fit perfectly and the bottem of the jacket stopped at my ankles. The weight of the jacket was considerably easy on my shoulders. The note that was on the table I threw that one in the trash as well. Putting the one with the directions in my wallet I looked at the time 10:40. I still had 50 minutes till I had to go in, so I unzipped the left side of the coat reaching in for the gun.

I pulled it out noticing that it was a silver desert eagle. On the front part on the slide was the number 777 in black, which was also another favorite number of mine. The numbers glowed like the brights of a headlight when I touched the gun anywhere. The clip was out past the Grip meaning it had more than the regular clip size. I set it down detaching the clip as the glow dissipated; and I also removed the bullet in the chamber. The magazine held 12 silver bullets instead of seven. The bullets each had a number 7 on them in red and as I touched them the number glowed bright like it was a lightbulb infused with energy. Yet there was no electrical current connected to them and when the contact ceased the color stopped glowing. I put the bullet back in the clip placing the magazine back in the grip. I made sure the safety was on; and when I went to go place the gun back in it\'s holster I found that there was three more magazines for the gun. But these bullets were red and had the number 7 on them in silver. And these bullets had the same effect when I touched them: the numbers glowed, but these also got hot. I placed the magazine back in the holder. As I stood up looking at the time it was going on 10:57 I headed upstairs grabbing my htc evo off the charger. I had one missed call and a message from my mother. I unlocked my phone as I walked downstairs checking to make sure the front door was locked again.

It was, and the message read, "Be a lil bit nicer to Jaston when you go to the company tonight. Ill see u friday.." I smiled wandering how she knew putting my phone in my pants pocket. I zipped up the left side of my jacket so no one would question the gun.

I pulled out my keys walking into the garage. I clicked the garage opener as sunlight filtered in the breeze coming with it hitting me in the face. The droplets of rain hitting the ground dropping from the top of the house, and the trees.

I climbed inside my deep blue 2011 GTO. I put the gear shift in reverse slowly backing out of the driveway. I closed the garage putting it in first gear taking off as I headed towards starbucks.

I recently acquired this job because I absolutely loved Starbucks, not because we were strapped for cash.

I arrived at starbucks twenty five minutes later. I got hired on here because I\'d come here so much when I needed caffeine, so I did volunteer work at first and the manager liked how fast I worked and gave me a job.

I stepped out of my car and someone at the outside table commented, "nice car."

My only reply was thanks as I locked my car setting the alarm and walking inside.

Walking up to the cash register Amber asked looking straight into my eyes, "how may I help you?" She didn\'t notice it was me as she licked her lips until I spoke saying:

"I\'ll have the double chocalate chip caramel frappe" She almost went to punch it in recognizing my voice and that it wasnt even on the menu it was something I had made every morning when I came in. Her blue eyes met mine.

"Is that you dereks?" She asked catching a few stray strands of brown hair placing them behind her ear.

I had to laugh as she blushed a hot pink, "Don\'t worry no one will know that you thought I was cute." The blush was strawberry red now, "And also the K should be a X in my first name." I pulled out my wallet chuckling handing her my starbucks card.

She swiped it handing it back to me, "You know your late." She said in a now boring voice one that she used only towards me cause I supposedly made her life miserable. Only because I made her laugh and she hated her smile, yet there was nothing wrong with her smile: beautiful white teeth, and full lips; she didn\'t like it because you could point out her lazy eye more than usual. At least that\'s what she told me.

"Really? I was kinda busy. And I need to talk to the boss anyway."

"I\'ll go get him while you make your cup of coffee." She walked off through the staff only doors as I got started on my venti double chocalate chip vanilla frap. I finished it two minutes later, putting the whip cream on top; and putting the cap on as Amber walked back through the door as a costumer came up to us.

"He\'ll be out in a minute." She said in a dead voice and in the next moment she asked the customer in a nice, sweet voice,

"How may I help you?" I shook my head at her smiling as I went to go sit down at one of the tables. I sighed from relief of how amazing it tasted.

A moment later my boss walked out of the back door. I said hi as he sat down across from me.

"What\'s up Derex? I thought you were suppose to be in earlier?"

"Well you see I got another job offer-"

"And I\'m guessing you came to quit this one, right?"

"Right. And instead of being rude I wanted to tell you myself. And I was wandering if you could give me my check today?"

"Oh, don\'t worry about it. Someone came by an hour ago and picked it up."

"Really, did he give you a name?"

"Jaston, and he said he was a relative of yours. Do you know him?"

"Yeah, he\'s my cousin."

"Oh," he laughed, "good, because I thought he was working for the government."

"He does."