Peabody

Poppie

Classes started just like Shayla said. I had etiquette, language and yoga classes in the morning and culinary, finances and self defense classes in the evening. Every night my ass was tired. Shayla wasn’t lying when she said they would have me doing a bit of everything all at once. It was cool though because I had nothing else to do.

Shayla was finished on my level therefore she was in none of my classes. So I had to make some friends. I had classes with a few of the girls that were onboarding with me. Leddy from Humboldt Park was in my etiquette class and Becky from Dolton was in my self defense class.

“Hey Poppie,” Leddy said as I entered the class and sat down at the desk next to her.

“Hey Leddy girl,”

“Girl, did you hear that Becky tried to get with Mr. Peabody?” she asked, looking at me to see if I knew.

“What? Are you serious?” Of course, I didn’t know. “Wait, how? Why? What the fuck?”

“I know right?”

“What was she thinking?”

“Well word around here is that he will get down and dirty with some of the girls every once in a while. But he’s real picky,”

“Real picky? That makes no sense. I heard he and Ms. McBride got a‘thing’going on and shit,” I responded.

Leddy’s eyes grew instantly.

“Did you find out what happened?”

“Yeah, he told her that he wasn’t able to accommodate her just yet, but he will keep her in mind later,” she said.

“What the fuck does that mean?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” she straightened up as the instructor walked in and closed the door.

“Shit, well I’ll find out when I see her in my last class,” I said as the instructor came to the front.

Becky wanted to try out Mr. Peabody. Shit, I don’t blame her. That motherfucker looked good and looked like he can fuck better. I just know he laid that pipe good as hell. I saw why Ms. McBride was walking tall with no complaints. She gets her back blown out on a daily basis. I can’t help but be impressed.

Shayla and I had lunch together since we were in the same building. It was nice to be able to work with her. Shit, it was nice to be able to work for Ms. McBride. She was a woman who I look up to as she had her shit on point. She thought about everything that would be needed for her company to flourish.

I was shocked as shit when Shayla took me to the cafeteria. It was a full service cafeteria that served breakfast, lunch and dinner. The cafeteria stayed open until 9 pm for those who take the evening classes, therefore dinner was served for them as well.

“She owns the entire building,” Shayla said as we sat down to devour lunch.

“Really, well damn. She has god-like money,”

“Pretty much,” Shayla answered.

“Hey about Mr. Peabody,” I started and Shayla squinted her eyes at me.

“What?”

“Girl, I hope you not thinking about hittin’ and quittin’ with him,”

“I’m not. I’m curious, but not interested. But that motherfucker is fine,”

“That he is,”

“Okay, so he does get down with some of the girls?”

“He does. I’ve seen him take a few of them out. But it’s like simple fuck and then he’s back to Vanessa’s side. She got him on a long leash and she knows how hard to pull it,”

“Damn,”

“Why do you ask?”

“Oh, one to the girls I joined with she apparently tried to get up with him,”

“Did she really?” she chuckled. “He turned her down right?”

“How did you know?” I asked, leaning in and learning more and more.

“He won’t fuck around with a newbie. She needs to at least complete the first level of classes before he even thinks about it,” she answered.

“How’d you know?”

“Because a girl who was onboarding with me, did the same thing,” she answered.

“Oh wow,”

I’m sure Mr. Peabody got tired of the newbies hitting on him, but I couldn’t blame them. Especially being in this type of business, who wouldn’t try when a nice looking man is available at your beckon call.

“But eventually, he will get with an occasional girl every now and then. But like I said, its just a good fuck and then back to work,”

“Well shit, sometimes that’s all a bitch needs,” We both laughed at the truth. We finished up lunch and headed back to class for the remainder of the day.

While passing in the hallway over to my remaining classes, I noticed Mr. Peabody speaking to Ari from New York in the hallway. She didn’t look too well and Mr. Peabody was speaking with the instructor. I hope she was okay. This shit looked so much like high school and Mr. Peabody was the Assistant Principal.

I finally got to my last class with Becky from Dolton. I couldn’t wait to find out the juicy escapades directly from the horse’s mouth.

“Hey Becky,” I said as I walked over to the mat she was sitting on.

“Hey Poppie, wassup?”

“Girl you know I heard and I gotta know from you,”

“Yes I did,” she smirked. “And he told me it wasn’t a good time because I just started. He told me to finish my first level and then check back with him.”

“Damn, for real?” I was shocked.

“Yup,”

“You know he belongs to Vanessa, right?”

“Yeah, I know. But I also heard that he dips out every once in a while. Besides, she got her own thing going on. Did you know she still has clients?”

“Yup high profile ones,”

“Yup, the bitch is bad.” We both shook our heads in agreement.

“I wanna be like her,” Both of us said in unison. We giggled because we were thinking alike.

“Well, let me know when you hit it, I’m curious,” I said.

“You’ll be the first to know.” Becky said, winking at me.

She’s had her eye on him since day one.

He fucks with Vanessa.

She ain’t ready.

Months flew by and the next thing I knew, we had learned so much, shit was just coming naturally. I felt improved and I felt like I had learned to become a better version of myself.

I learned Mandarin, Spanish and I decided to learn Italian. Vanessa was impressed as well, she sent me a token of appreciation for my hard work - it was a rust colored,Hermes Tilt Bag!It included a note:Poppie, I saw this and instantly thought of you. It reminded me of your hair. Congratulations and Enjoy!

I was in the moment, enjoying my gift when someone knocked on my door. I went to the door expecting it to be one of the girls on my floor or Shayla yet I stood corrected - It was Mr. Peabody.

“Mr. Peabody,” I said, sounding surprised he would be at my door.

“Hello Ms. Matthews, I’m not disturbing you am I?” he asked, standing tall looking handsome in a nice navy blue suit. I get weak in the knees when I see a good looking man in a suit.

“Uh, no. Not at all, please come in,” I said, holding the door open so he could enter.

He passed me as I closed the door behind him and I inhaled his cologne. This man ALWAYS smelled good. He stood by the couch and waited for me to join him in the living room.

“Please sit,” I said, motioning him to sit down. “For what do I owe this visit?”

He smiled and took a seat after unbuttoning his suit jacket. He held a manila envelope that was about a half inch thick.

“Well, Poppie,” he started. I smiled that he was comfortable calling me by my nickname. “I have been instructed to get you up-to-date on your first assignment,” he said, handing me the envelope.

“Really? So soon?” I didn’t think it would happen as quickly as it did but I was ready to show my shit.

“Yes, You have excelled well and Ms. McBride is very pleased. She’s had her eye on you since day one,” he said, sitting back and getting comfortable.

“Seriously? Why me?”

“She said you remind her of someone,” he said, opening his jacket and pulling out a silver case. He opened and it was filled with fully rolled blunts! “Do you mind?”

“Hell naw!” I said sliding the ashtray over to him. He chuckled, pulled out a zippo light and lit the end of the blunt.

“Oh, I have something for you as well,” he said, opening the other side of his jacket. He pulled out a velvet bag and handed it to me.

The instant I opened it, I could smell the fresh aroma of marijuana. I looked at him like he was Santa Claus. He smiled and nodded.

“Shayla told me you needed some,” he said.

“I did, thank you,” I said, closing the bag. “So how does this work?” I asked, tapping on the envelope.

“You will report to the office tomorrow, on the same floor you went to for onboarding. There you will be briefed on the gentleman you will be escorting. All the details will be discussed at that time,” he said, going no further.

“Ok, cool,” I said as he passed the blunt to me.

“So how are you doing? Getting along with everything?”

“Yeah, I guess. Shit this is the best I’ve ever had it,”

“Feels like a dream, huh?”

“Yeah, one that I don’t want to wake from,”

“I feel you on that. I remembered when I joined Ms. McBride. She has a way of coming in your life at just the right time,”

“Ain’t that the truth,” I said, taking a long puff. Mr. Peabody stared and smiled at me for a while and then abruptly stood up.

“Well, I must leave,” he said walking over to the door.

“What about this?” I said holding the blunt.

“Smoke it, I have plenty. Call if you need anything,” he said as he opened the door.

“I will,” I said as he walked out leaving me holding the door.

As I slowly closed the door, I saw him stop at Becky from Dolton’s door.

If she ain’t ready, she better be, ’cause he has come knocking!

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Mr. Peabody

As soon as I drove through the gates and into the garage, I saw Sam exiting his car.

“Hey Peabody,” he said, coming over to me and shaking my hand.

“Wassup Bro, you just got in?”

“Yeah, Ijustgot home from work. How about you?” he asked, stretching his arms above his head.

“Same,” I said as I grabbed my bag from the backseat and closed the door.

“So Peabody,” Sam said as he looked at me. “What is Mom up to?”

“What do you mean?”

“C’mon Bro,” he said, looking skeptic. “You of all people know how my Mom is,”

I smiled and shook my head. “Yeah, I do.”

“What is she up to?” he asked looking for me to give him a straight answer.

“You already know your mother, I shouldn’t have to tell you,” I said, pulling out another blunt to smoke.

“That’s the problem. She is trying to fix me up with all these women. I can find my own woman,” he said as I passed the lit blunt to him. He inhaled deeply and blew out the smoke.

“True, but you know her. No woman will ever be good enough for you if you pick her. You know your mother, she wants the best for you,”

“Yeah, I know,” he said, passing back the blunt. “So where are you coming from? And don’t say work,” he said looking at me slyly. He smiled and I smiled back shaking my head. I would never reveal where I’ve been because I don’t speak about what I do outside of business hours.

“Trust me, it was work,” I smiled, gave him a wink and left the garage to go find Vanessa.

I hurried up the stairs and down the corridor to my bedroom. I pulled off every stitch of clothing and immediately jumped into the shower.

My skin burned as I scrubbed myself clean under the hot water. I wanted to make sure no traces were left. I only wanted her to smell me, and no one else. I knew I would take another shower after, but I wouldn’t rush to do so afterwards with her.I loved her scent on me.

After the shower, I grabbed my robe and headed over to her room. I heard music playing as I stepped closer to the door.

I knocked softly. The music lowered and she spoke, “You may enter.”

That was my cue. I entered and closed and locked the door behind me. As I turned the corner to her bedroom, I saw her laying on the bed, dressed in nothing but the tossed bed sheets.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” she said smiling. “Come here,” she requested. I obliged.

“As you wish.”