Summer Vacation part 11

After the ups and downs of the Romeo and my ‘alibi’ thanks to Kori and Imelda I am able to just relax and not deal with any serious drama or bull shit for the next few days. Kori, Imelda and I mostly spend the time hanging out either at the house, the tattoo parlor or Imelda’s work. It didn’t take long for the police to take the low jack out of my bike but it’s been moved into private evidence and thankfully it can’t get ‘lost’ in the system.

We get to Wednesday in the week and I’m finally feeling like myself again. I’m sitting in the shade outside while Kori, Imelda and the girls swim and tan. Carlos and Tyrell are hanging out by the pool as well but I’m more enjoying the peace and quiet for a change. It’s the dripping wet Imelda standing next to me that breaks me out of my tranquil moment.

“Hey, so what’s the deal with that cop,” Imelda asks sitting on a lounge chair next to me.

“No deal, no proof I got Romeo taken care of or even to confess,” I reply casually.

I can see she’s not wanting me to let it go so easily. Imelda gets back up and heads over to where Kori is tanning, this is one of the few times I’ve seen Kori in a two piece suit, a little black one with purple trim while Imelda is rocking a white and yellow one piece. I watch them talk and Kori seems interested but not right away with the daylight keeping her warm. It might be good to come down here again, for all of us. A fresh start after high school and into college, money a plenty and people around who just took me in and trusted me with what I had to do. I love my Dad and Mom back home but last year was not a good start and Dad is still looking at me like I’m a child most of the time.

I see Carlos head over to me dragging Tyrell with him, Carlos isn’t one for swimming but Tyrell has no trouble sharing a pool with a bunch of girls. I nod to them as they get close.

“My cousin is really gonna miss you when you leave man,” Carlos says plainly sitting down.

“I’m gonna miss her too,” I reply,” but shit has to go down like this for now and I’m thinking about a return tour next summer.”

“Oh shit, that would be cool for the girls,” Tyrell says happily.

“Yeah, I got family and girls back home I wanna bring down here and see if they like the area before making any serious plans for the future,” I tell them sitting the chair up.

We continue talking, mostly little things like Hector’s health and how things are going with the two groups. I head back inside and see Loretta starting work on dinner and decide to sit and see how she’s doing.

“Don’t you want to spend time with everyone else before you head home,” Loretta asks me while getting food out.

“I got time for that, I’m thinking about heading down here again next summer,” I tell her watching face light up.

“Well we’d love to have you again, and you can bring Kori with you when we fly you down,” Loretta says happily.

“Well it’s just a thought right now, besides I’m thinking about a road trip down here so I can bring all the girls,” I tell her getting a puzzled look.

We discuss the trip and how hard it would be to get that many people to travel in a few vehicles along with cost and food. Plus next year I’m eighteen and can do what I want but just how many people would be coming is the issue. Kori comes inside looking for me and we quiet the conversation as she enters.

“Imelda wants you to think about what you should do with that deal,” Kori says leaving details out for Loretta’s sake.

“Nothing to do babe,” I tell Kori,” situation not met and that’s all there is.”

“Yeah but we don’t see it that way,” Kori says with that devilish grin.

Well crap, still got a little over a week left of time and now the girls want more. Damn women, I love
them but I’m gonna be dead by thirty at this rate. I head back outside with Kori and sit back down in my lounge chair, even in the shade I’m wearing jeans and a t-shirt and looking out of place compared to everyone else. The rest of the night passes without incident and we get through till Saturday without anything dragging us down.

The big thing on Saturday is the same as every Saturday night, meet up at the races. Hector is still in the hospital but Carlos and the boys are still going and Imelda tells me that if I don’t go she’ll cut me. Not sure if she’s serious but I decide not to tempt fate and agree to head out. Kori decides she wants to go but thankfully Abigail and Bethany are not interested in going. I get geared up in my camo pants and a Black Metal t-shirt and as always my leather jacket. Mark decides he’s gonna come too and I have him drive Kori as we head out around six at night. The trip starts off fine and Imelda and I are keeping up with Mark in his car when flashing lights behind us get everyone’s attention.

“Black motorcycle, pull to the side now,” the speaker booms out.

I wave the rest of them ahead and pull to the side of the road taking off my helmet and shutting the engine off. I can see the cop in my rearview on his radio and after a few minutes he exits his car and approaches me. I try to hand him my license and registration but he waves it off and hands me a card with an address on it. I sit puzzled as he gets back in his car and drives off. I punch the address into my phone and send a text to Kori saying I’ll be a bit late but no problems. I get down the road and it only takes a few minutes to find out that the address is damn near a police parking lot. Granted there is a diner but every car has a radio and lights on the dash or top as I pull in. I can see several officers watch me as I pull into the lot but don’t take a spot or shut my engine off as I wait to see why I’m here. It takes a minute or two before I see Detective Escalante exit the diner with a few other officers leaving at the same time. I watch as she wastes no time making her way over to me.

“I see you got my invitation,” Escalante says as she gets close.

I keep my helmet on and don’t reply, this many people around feels like another set up or a beat down. I watch her look to her colleagues who watch me puzzled as she continues.

“Would you please take the helmet off so we can talk,” Escalante asks politely.

I shake my head no and see that it confuses them more than a little, must not be used to the disrespect but I’m not budging as I let the Detective get within swinging range.

“I asked you to contact me once you were feeling better,” Escalante says loudly over my engine,” any reason you haven’t bothered to try?”

I stare at her from behind my tinted visor and shrug while shaking my head. I can see it’s frustrating her a little but not as much as it confuses some of the others. I don’t know what she wants from this but I start getting that feeling and keeping my hand on the throttle pull my ass off the seat and take out my spare helmet and toss it to her before sitting back down. I watch her wave to some of her coworkers and putting the helmet on I squeal the tire turning to face the exit and peel out past them and onto the road. The Detective has a death grip around my waist and I’m laughing as we fly down the road to her place. I park it out front and as she hops off and hands me the helmet I can see some confusion on her face.

“Why take me home,” Escalante asks puzzled.

“Either you want me to fuck you or you wanted the hell away from your coworkers,” I reply smirking,” Either way I have fun with you nearly pissing your pants on my bike.”

“Yeah kid, still no chance of you and me,” she says with a bit of cockiness.

I shrug my shoulders and put the helmet in my storage spot before revving the engine back up and it’s only when I start to move I can hear Escalante telling me to stop.

“Wait a minute,” Escalante says as I lessen the throttle.

“Wait for what,” I say pulling my helmet of and stopping my bike,” you either want some or you don’t. This shouldn’t be too difficult a decision it’s either ‘come with me up to my place and fuck me like a dog in heat’ or ‘get lost kid’?”

My last sentence gets a reaction but not revulsion like I thought it would, more curiosity than anything. Detective Escalante nods towards her building’s door and I follow her inside and up the three flights of stairs to her apartment. Once inside I get a better look at the place, a simple one bedroom but definitely nicer than I thought it’d be. I watch her get her coat off and put her handgun and badge on a side table before heading into her kitchen.

“Would you like something to drink or eat,” Escalante asks me trying to break the ice.

“Has it really been that long,” I reply a little stunned,” Divorce or just bad relationships?”

I don’t know which one it is but Escalante nods lightly and leans back with her hands on the counter. I finally see her out of her element and take notice of her features, blue women’s slacks and a cream colored button up blouse, low heeled shoes. Her breasts have always been under a coat but now I can tell she’s a solid C cup and her hips are decently shaped. I move to the counter in front of her and lean back against it keeping my stance open.

“I’m not here to make your life miserable, I already got my revenge on your boss and he deserved it for fucking up your case,” I tell Escalante plainly,” Now how long has it been since you had a man?”

“Longer than I’d like to admit,” Escalante says a little ashamed.

“Is there something you like to do that turns guys off like fucking them with a strap on or calling out Daddy during sex that turns them off,” I ask trying to get her to relax.

“I can get a little physical sometimes but I thought guys liked that,” Escalante says still a little embarrassed.

I see her head lower and I rush in slamming our mouths together.