The Johnson Sisters Read Free Page A

walking rollercoaster of thrills and spills, if you get my drift. Being as beautiful as I am comes with a lot of advantages. One of them is the lifestyle I lead now.
    I stood in the mirror thinking, Damn, look how far I have come.
    I can remember when I was in high school, I was considered a rail. I was a stick figure. The boys used to hold up a pencil to me and compare me to it, laughing like it was so funny; but I didn’t find a thing to laugh about. It hurt my feelings. Now those same boys were men who salivated over me. Most of them I dissed, but some I had to have just because I’d had a crush on them in high school.
    One in particular scratched my itch on a regular. His name was Von. In school he was the quiet athlete who hung with the popular kids but still didn’t want to be seen with the unpopular. Now he was an NFL football player with all the right moves. He still wasn’t much of a talker, but that was fine with me, since all I wanted was his money and his dick, which both suited me very well.
    The doorbell rang, snapping me out of admiring myself. I pulled my dress down a bit and went to the door, opening it. The consultant who would be showing us the products tonight was standing in front of me.
    â€œI’m so sorry I’m late. I had a flat tire,” she said, panting like she had run all the way here.
    â€œOh, you are fine. No one has arrived yet. Come on in,” I said, watching as she pulled in two large suitcases.
    â€œGood. I hate to be late. It takes me a little time to set this merchandise up.”
    â€œDo you have anything else to bring in?” I asked.
    â€œI do, but I’ll get it,” she said.
    â€œOkay. If you insist,” I said, not really wanting to help her in the first place. I was trying to be nice.
    She went back outside and proceeded to bring in a table for setting everything on and a briefcase, which held the order forms along with the pamphlets of products.
    I picked up one and scanned through it, thinking I needed 85 percent of what she had in this booklet. New products came out so often that it made the old merchandise you previously purchased look prehistoric. These companies were on top of their game when it came to finding the many different ways to sexually please someone.
    As she took each tool out of her suitcase piece by piece, I was getting eager. I looked at the clock to see that as usual, all these tricks were late. I’d said arrive at seven. I should have said six. That way they would have been on time.
    It wasn’t long before the representative had everything arranged on the tables. After she did that, she placed a folder in each space I had available, which consisted of my sofa, loveseat, and twenty chairs I had in my spacious living room. Then she turned her attention to me.
    â€œSo, I’m ready.”
    â€œI am too. I don’t know why my guests are late. Forgive them,” I said.
    â€œNo problem. It actually worked in my favor today,” she said, breathing a sigh of relief. “Now, you know the more you sell, the more free products you get. You get ten percent of total sales.”
    â€œI know, and I hope these women buy, buy, buy.”
    When I said that, the doorbell rang. The first to arrive was my oldest sister, Vivian, and middle sister, Serena.
    â€œHey, you guys,” I said with glee, giving them both a hug as they walked in.
    â€œSorry we’re late,” Vivian said. “Multiple outfits here delayed us,” she said, pointing at Serena.
    â€œI didn’t know what I wanted to wear. I still got this baby belly,” she said, grabbing her gut.
    â€œIt’s almost gone,” I said, rubbing her almost flat stomach. She only had a little pudge, and I believed if she took a dump, it would go down.
    â€œI still need to lose another fifteen pounds, and then I’m good,” Serena said.
    â€œThat will make you smaller than you were before you got pregnant,” I