Chapter 915: Albert's Enlightenment
"Get lost, you’re being so mushy," Kevin laughed and cursed, giving Albert a playful punch. The two felt like they had returned to their old, untroubled relationship.
"By the way, let's play basketball tomorrow and invite Mrs. Cooper," Albert suggested with a grin. "I haven't played in a while, and I'm itching to get back on the court."
"Yeah right, I think it's your heart that's itching," Kevin retorted, rolling his eyes. "You just want to hit on my godmother. I'm telling you, it's not happening."
"Don't be so stingy," Albert chuckled. "We're such good friends; your godmother is practically my godmother too. Besides, it's just basketball. It's not like I'm going to eat her up. I was planning to take you to my aunt's place anyway. She's not any worse than your godmother."
Thinking of Florence's slender waist, long legs, and curvaceous figure, Kevin was indeed tempted. Last time at Evelyn's house, he had even ejaculated on Florence's butt. She was more alluring than her sister. Evelyn was a gentle, family-oriented housewife, while Florence had a bit of a dominant vibe, cool and fiery, but not as promiscuous as Vanessa. Plus, she was divorced, so there would be no trouble if they ended up in bed, unlike with Kimberly, whose husband would cause serious problems if he found out.
"Alright, I'll arrange to meet my godmother another day," Kevin agreed after some thought. He didn't underestimate Albert; with his limited abilities, Albert stood no chance with Grace.
Albert beamed, wrapping his arm around Kevin's neck. "Let's go out for barbecue tonight. We haven't seen each other in days. Let's not come back until we're drunk."
Kevin hadn't had barbecue in a long time. The two excitedly headed to a barbecue joint, known for its delicious food despite the owner's transformation from a beauty to a stout middle-aged woman. By 6 PM, the place was packed.
Albert and Kevin found a seat and ordered fifty meat skewers, ten skewers of bone-in meat, grilled chicken wings, and ten bottles of beer. They were ready to eat and chat. Just as they started drinking, Albert's eyes lit up. He stood and waved excitedly at someone nearby.
Kevin turned to see Lucy and two other girls from their class, Edward and Alice, who were also there for barbecue.
Lucy walked over, smiling at their feast. "Wow, you guys are having quite a spread. Why all meat? Aren't you worried about digestion at night?"
"Barbecue is all about the meat. Otherwise, it’s no fun," Albert said, eagerly inviting the three girls to sit. "You guys have great timing. We just sat down, and here you are. You must have a sixth sense."
"Do you want to die, calling us dogs?" Lucy kicked Albert and told Edward and Alice, "Order more food. Albert's paying tonight."
"Then we won't hold back," Edward and Alice said, clearly noticing the chemistry between Lucy and Albert. They ordered more food and three bottles of fruit beer.
Kevin was familiar with Edward and Alice, but he rarely talked to girls, except for Lucy and Laura. Albert, on the other hand, could chat with any girl effortlessly.
As the five of them ate and chatted, Lucy noticed Kevin was quiet. She teased, "Kevin, it looks like Mrs. Garcia wants you to be class president next semester. You owe us a treat if that happens."
"That's right," Edward and Alice chimed in. "Class president, you need to keep our class in line. No more chaos like with Ivan."
Kevin smiled, "Mrs. Garcia just mentioned it. It's not set in stone. Don't spread rumors."
"Come on, don't be modest," Lucy said with a smirk. "Mrs. Garcia is so fond of you. Everyone can see that. We'll definitely vote for you."
Albert raised his glass, "Lucy, you're awesome. Cheers!"
Lucy blushed but clinked glasses with Albert, making Kevin chuckle. It seemed those two were getting close.
Edward and Alice wore T-shirts and denim skirts, their pale legs exposed, looking quite appealing. Their chests were slightly more prominent than Laura's but not as full as Lucy's.
Kevin glanced at Lucy's chest, thinking Laura was beautiful and well-built but had smaller breasts. If they were bigger, she'd be the perfect school beauty. But life was fair; no one had it all. Even his cousin Audrey, with all her good qualities, had an unhappy family life.
Thinking of his cousin far away in Starhaven, Kevin felt a pang of sadness. He drank beer after beer, soon becoming flushed and a bit tipsy.
After finishing the barbecue, Albert suggested going to a bar for karaoke. The three girls agreed enthusiastically. Kevin didn't want to join but was dragged along by Albert.
By 7:30 PM, the bar was packed, with many young people waiting for private rooms. In a small town with limited entertainment options, bars were popular at night, unlike big cities with more variety. The waitresses, dressed in red cheongsams, moved through the crowd, occasionally showing their white thighs, attracting the attention of young men who whispered and laughed about which waitress had the best curves.
In a corner of the hall, two men in black sat dozing, occasionally opening their eyes to scan the room. They were Douglas's men, usually uninvolved in bar affairs unless trouble arose.
This was Jasper's way of managing people, letting Natalie handle daily operations while having Douglas monitor her to prevent any underhanded schemes.
Albert, a regular at the bar, quickly got a private room through his connections. The three girls crowded around the song selection machine, chattering excitedly.
Kevin, feeling dizzy, rested on the leather sofa. Albert came over, grinning, "Kevin, which of these three girls do you think is the prettiest?"
"They're all about the same," Kevin replied indifferently. Most girls, except for beauties like Laura, weren't that different in looks. It was all about how they dressed.
"You're wrong. I think Lucy is the prettiest," Albert said, glancing at Lucy. "She has a great figure and big breasts. I've decided to pursue her. What do you think?"
"Go for it. I think Lucy's great," Kevin said, sitting up. "But she's a decent girl. If you're just playing around, forget it. Don't hurt her, got it?"
"Come on, do I look like that kind of guy?" Albert rolled his eyes. "I've thought it through. I want a serious relationship. Lucy is really nice. She's been chatting with me a lot lately. Without her, I wouldn't have gotten through this. I was stupid, chasing Laura when she didn't even like Ivan. Why would she like me? I was just asking for trouble."
"Good. You've matured," Kevin said, smiling. "I've always said Lucy is great. You were just blinded. If you like her, act fast. If another guy gets her, you'll regret it."
Just then, Lucy walked over, "You two, hurry and pick a song. We've already chosen ours."
"Albert, you go ahead. I'm not singing," Kevin said lazily.
Albert looked at Lucy's perky breasts and swallowed. "Lucy, what songs did you pick? Let's sing together."
"Who wants to sing with you? Your awful voice will throw me off," Lucy said, pretending to be annoyed but feeling secretly pleased.
The first two songs were Edward's and Alice's. When Lucy started singing the third song, Albert brazenly squeezed in next to her, singing along. Lucy rolled her eyes but didn't say anything, and they sang together. Seeing Albert and Lucy getting along, Kevin felt a pang of bitterness. He suddenly felt like a loner and, feeling a bit queasy, headed to the restroom.
Meanwhile, in the bar's office, Natalie was reviewing yesterday's accounts. Summer was the bar's busiest season, with private rooms fully booked every night. Daily revenue could reach up to $20,000, bringing in millions over two months. Of course, some of the profits were funneled through various channels into Natalie's personal account.
Suddenly, the door opened. Natalie looked up, annoyed, and saw a bearded man walk in. It was Douglas. She felt a wave of disgust but put on a seductive smile, swaying her hips as she greeted him. "Douglas, come in. Have a seat. I heard from the waitresses that there was some trouble. How did it go?"
"Nothing serious, just a few punks. I chased them off," Douglas said with a grin, his eyes lingering on Natalie's mature and alluring figure. She wore a black dress that accentuated her curvy body, her eyes seductive, lips red and inviting. Her black hair was tied back, and her tight waist highlighted her ample bosom. Her fair arms were like lotus roots, and her legs, exposed under her short skirt, were tantalizingly white and full.
"Causing trouble here? They must have a death wish," Natalie said, sitting gracefully on the sofa, crossing her legs. Her skirt slid up, revealing more of her white thighs. She looked at Douglas seductively, "You guys have worked hard. Now that our business is expanding, we can't afford any issues."
"Don't worry, President. With me here, no one will dare cause trouble," Douglas said, staring at the creamy cleavage peeking from Natalie's dress. Her deep cleavage could easily hold a sausage. Imagining his penis thrusting between those breasts was thrilling. This woman was incredibly seductive, exuding a natural allure that made him want to strip her naked, pin her down, and ravage her, filling her with his hot, thick semen.
"Of course, I trust you. Your reputation is well-known back home. You're the boss's most trusted man. With you here, I feel completely at ease," Natalie said with a flirtatious laugh, patting her chest lightly. Her ample breasts jiggled, creating waves of temptation that made Douglas's eyes glaze over and his lower body stir.
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