CHAPTER 60 Catfight


    I woke up early, tool, a shower and got dressed, haking sure I looked dashingly handsome and smelled


    just as good. I wore a tight light blue button down shirt and beige cks. I slicked my hair back,


    trimmed my facial hair, and unbuttoned a few buttons of my shirt to show some chest. I spritzed some


    of my favorite cologne and put on my favorite ck loafers before leaving my office and positioning


    myself near therge storefront windows of Bo’s for all thedies to see. As I hovered around, I


    received several appreciative looks, smiles and stares. I smiled back and even waved at some of the


    passersby to their delight.


    Unfortunately, I was aiming for one woman and one woman alone.


    Today was a Saturday, the day Cynthia McDowell does her grocery shopping. She and her close


    friends were notorious cougars, a group of women in their fifties who prey on younger men. Honestly,


    Cynthia didn’t look like she was ifty. She took care of herself and had a voluptuous and fit body which


    she showed off through the tight-fitting clothes she wore.


    After standing near the windows for fifteen minites, I saw her white Mercedes-Benz enter the parking


    area. After securing a parking space near the store, she came out wearing a tight tan colored faux


    leather miniskirt, a white long sleeved chiffon top and knee high boots. Her short auburn hair was


    styled neatly and her smooth cheeks glowed in the sunlight.


    It was time for me to make her drool. I pretended to fix some of the merchandise while smiling at a few


    customers. I secretly nced at her direction to check if she saw me.


    And she did see me. I could tell by the look of determination in her eyes and the quickness


    in her steps.


    You have to find me first, Cynthia.


    I quickly walked to the back where the discounted items were on disy. Cynthia disliked passing


    through that section, but if she wanted me, she needed toe and get me.


    “Good morning, Bo,” a husky female voice suddenly said from behind me. I turned around and found


    one of Cynthia’s friends standing beside her cart wearing a colorful maroon and gold kaftan top and


    light blue skinny jeans paired with ck pumps.


    She was the ex-wife of the owner of the diner. These rich folks all liked toe in early


    before the masses came.


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    nds Martin, Neek can i taip yra? 1 asked, giving her a warm smile. She smacked her lips like


    I was a fuely piece of fried chicken


    Bu sheart you don’t need to be so formal. You can call me Norma, she said, touching


    file showcasing her long red fingernaik. Ever since I moved here, these women have been trying to


    seduce me. They obviously found my temperament alluring…… hoping to


    tame my inner haid boy,


    “Of course, Norma,” I said, shing hes another one of my charming smiles. “So, what can I do for


    you?”


    Before she could answer me, a familiar voice screeched from across the aisle.


    “Norma, I see you’re bargain hunting again, Cynthia McDowell scoffed, her light green eyes narrowing


    as Norma Martin rubbed my arm with her polished hand.


    “You should try it some time, Cynthia, Norma countered, looking smug. “You never know


    what you can find.” Norma abruptly turned her back on Cynthia and with a smile said, “Now, Bo, I need


    you to help me find some items on my list.”


    While she rummaged through her purse, Cynthia sashayed towards us, slowly pushing her cart through


    the aisle.


    “Does Jimmy know you’re here?” Cynthia asked, a malicious smile ying on her pink lips. I looked at


    Norma and saw her squirm ufortably.


    James “Jimmy” Cole was Norma Martins young collegiate lover. He was just a few inches. shorter than


    me with light brown hair, dark eyes, and freckles on his cheeks. He had a lean, muscr physique from


    participating in sports and had that boy next door’ kind of charm.. Although he appeared to act like


    Norma’sp dog, he was street smart and milked her as much as he could. Jimmy drove a nice red


    Ford F-150 which was said to have been a gift


    from Norma.


    When I began manning the grocery store, I met Norma and Jimmy together during Norma’s regr


    weekly grocery routine and had made the mistake of assuming they were both mother and son. After


    the embarrassment I caused during our first encounter, I never saw them shop together ever again.


    Jimmy drops by during


    the week with a list written in


    Norma’s handwriting while Norma continues toe every Saturday.


    “So that’s how it’s


    ng to be, huh, Cynthia? You can’t y fair, so you bring Jimmy into the equation. You’re just jealous


    that these boys prefer me while you can’t even keep a boyfriend longer than a month!”


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    “If you can excuse medies, I’ll give you a moment alone to-”


    “You stay right here, H o, Normamanded, holding on to my arm, so I would stay put. “Admit it,


    Cynthia! You’re jealous because I’m prettier than you and give better head!”


    “Ladies, please keep your voices down. There are children present-”


    “That’s right, Norma. Keep your voice down. You obviously have no shame,” Cynthia sneered, leaving


    her cart and walking towards Norma. “You even want to do this in front of Bo. Remember who you’re


    speaking to, Norma, or do I have to remind you of what I’m capable of


    doing?” There was a dangerous tone in Cynthia’s hushed voice.


    “Is that a threat, Cynthia?” Norma asked while lifting her chin up defiantly. Cynthia closed the gap


    between them and ced her mouth near Norma’s ear.


    “No, Norma. I don’t do threats. I make promises Cynthia whispered. “Today, you are part owner of the


    diner. Tomorrow, you can be part owner of rubble and ash. So, what is it gonna be? Diner or ash?”


    I saw the fleeting look of rm pass through Norma’s eyes as she stared back at Cynthia’s, then her


    eyes lowered in defeat. She quickly backed away from Cynthia, coughed then smiled apologetically.


    “Cynthia, do excuse my momentarypse of judgement,” she croaked while grabbing her cart. “Will I be


    seeing youter tonight at the pub?”


    Before Cynthia answered Norma, her eyes turned to gaze at me, looking me up and down, her desire


    for me evident in the appreciative look she gave me.


    “Bo, would you like toe with me? I have an extra ticket,” Cynthia said, her eyes expectant, hoping,


    wishing and fervently praying for me to agree to be her date.


    I grinned at her.


    “How about if I meet you there?” I asked.


    Her light green eyes instantly lit up, her cheeks turned as red as her hair and the corners of her lips


    moved upwards. However, the expression on her face quickly turned to concern.


    “But you might be meeting up with other people like Dom, Chip or that really beautiful


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    youngdy when opening a store next to yours.


    Ob Virtue, I said, rolling my eyes in disbelief. She’s Chips bestfriend, so she’s treated like family. Phis,


    she isn’t my type. I prefer a more, thm, mature woman.


    I caressed her cheel and smiled, slowly licking my lips, my tongue darting out of my mouth. I was


    clearly flirting with her. Cynthia stared at me wide eyed, her lips slightly parted and her cheeks flushed.


    No doubt, her pu ssy was probably soaking wet.


    So, how about I reserve a table for the both of us? I’ll call Chip right now and book us a table, I


    suggested. I nced at Norma who was watching the exchange between us with her mouth agape and


    her eyes green with envy.


    “S-sure. W what t-time do you want to meet? Cynthia McDowell unexpectedly sounded like


    a young girl who was insecure of herself. She was nervous.


    I gazed down at her like there was no other woman I would rather be with. I just had to imagine she


    was Joy to make it look convincing.


    “Let’s meet at nine. It will give us time to enjoy each other’spany before the pageant starts,” I said.


    She nodded her head enthusiastically.


    “Promise me you’ll be there at nine, Bo…”


    “I promise, Cynthia,” I assured her, running my hand along the small of her back. “Now, let me assist


    youdies so the both of you can get ready for tonight. I heard everyone who’s anyone will be at the


    pub tonight.”


    Norma and Cynthia quickly gave me their lists. I had them wait at the cafe, so I could personally tend to


    their grocery shopping. When I finished and ushered them to the cashier, the two of them had already


    made ns to get their hair and nails done.


    I wheeled their groceries to their cars and ced the bags in their respective trunks. After I had finished


    with Cynthia’s purchases, I ced a tracker on her car.


    I waved goodbye and smiled smugly as they both drove off to the salon.


    Tonight was going to be one hell of a night.


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    Luna-Mom


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