"Ok, your doctor is gone now. It's time for my training."
Mokiri snarled. July was cute but she made it up in her mind that he was a girl in a boy's body. It was regular thing that happened like her mom used to be in man's body for she could never stop praising penis. When she thought deep about it. It made her disgusted.
Her mother praised what pussy was capable of. She asked her about sex. Her stomach started to bubble. 'When get ready to take dick—cause I know you growing up to be a stupid bitch. Every female is. You a stupid hoe, I'm a stupid hoe. That's just how it goes.'
'I don't wanna be like you.'
'Baby, I used to be a man but imma tell you the same thing a bitch told me.' she said. 'I was raised to be just like her. That's why I'm the way I am. And I can't be that way with a dick. But you lucky, you came out a girl. So, get ready to take some dick and show you.'
Leneke also told her about the wonders of the basement. When it came to breeding, they grabbed the weakest female and trained her with a saddle. It had a dildo attached to it to keep the females in place. But she was lucky. Retarded, but lucky.
'I promise you, when it's painful. It full good... you finna be like me. Cause you my child and the child follows the parent. Rather or not, you want, life is already set up.'
July was so pompous. Going on and on about his royalty. Who gave a shit? She didn't. Mokiri had to be smart. She wasn't a sheep.
July went to the right side of the room and brought a blue chair to the middle. "Alright, first lesson. Sit down in the chair," he patted the wood. Mokiri just eyed it before sticking her tongue out. "You said your mom put you in the cages. You saw wolves getting fucked down there? My mom has a wolf, he was a fighting dog."
"What are you doing?" she creased.
"I read minds." he said. "My mama picked on me. I look like a girl with this... light golden flesh of mine." he flipped his hair. "I'm a gangsta's son. You hate living here."
She stared at the floor. "Come on," he snapped his fingers. "Sit."
She paced to the chair, she turned around and took a seat. July's hand flew behind her head, she held the back of hair and hopped off the chair. "What you do that for?"
"You not supposed to be a dog about it." he put his hands in his pockets. "Now, I told you to sit."
Mokiri paced back to the chair. July grimaced, "Really?"
"You said--"
"Quit being a bitch. How you finna look in cages?"
She didn't wanna go back down there. "I saw a wolf eat somebody. A girl my age was having sex."
"You wanna be a pet?"
She shook her head. "I'm try this one more time. Sit down" he gestured to the chair. She touched the chair and took a seat. July face palmed. "Why?"
"I want to sit down."
"You want to sit down?"
"It's my chair. I like this chair."
"You like the damn chair..." he scoffed. "I don't want you in the chair."
"I don't care." she looked forward. July went behind the chair and stood. "Get up."
"Make me." He punched her in the back of the head. "I stand get up bitch!"
"Fuck you..."
He smirked and went to her left. "You better not cry." He pointed at the floor. "Get down." The floor looked nice, but she didn't feel like being down there. She looked at the ceiling. He snapped his fingers, "Bitch I said on the floor. You a dog ain't you?"
Mokiri set her hands in lap. "Where?"
"You learn fast."
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The next day, Siana brought them food. Mokiri stretched as she woke from the bed. "Good morning, Mokiri." she pushed in a rack on wheels into the room. "I got eggs, rice, and bacon for you. I heard your father got you a friend, so I brought him something too."
July patted Mokiri's arm. "Who's she?"
"Maid. She works in kitchen." She rolled to her side and looked at the wall. "Leave it there, I'm not quite awake."
"But Mokiri. It'll get cold if you let it sit there." Siana insisted. "Leave it there, please."
Sinai stood by the rack. "At least have a bite of eggs. I brought blood for your friend."
"I'm vegan-ish." said July.
"Well... it came from a battered dog. No rabies I promise."
"I eat organs too... not just blood."
"Oh..." her eyes ogled absently. "I put liver in Mokiri's meal. She likes liver."
Mokiri furrowed, she sat up. "No, I don't... and daddy said stop feeding me liver. It makes me stupid."
"Liver is healthy and your doctor said you have iron deficiency. Liver is full of it, if I didn't give it to you--"
"Will you get the fuck out!" July thundered. "She already said it makes her sick. What the hell is wrong with you?"
Siana stood straight. "I'll have you know I used to be a thrall. But now I'm... alone. I know your family."
"So, you a colonist!?"
"Perhaps?"
"I read your fucking mind; your ass is nasty as hell. Get the fuck out."
Siana put her hands on the rack. "Leave the food. You didn't poison everything." July ordered. Siana rose her nose in the air, "Little nigger." She turned to the door. "Thank you!" he rose his hand in praise. "Lord have mercy don't me be something I'm not. However," she stopped at the door. "I see them ankle bracelets bitch."
Mokiri gazed over her shoulder. She peeked at July's face, 'Wow'. Siana left the room. July went to the door and cut a cross in front of it. "Bullshit." he muttered.
"Somebody comes in here touching my feet."
"Yo feet?" he held such a face of disgust. "Like putting fingers between my toes."
"Who da hell plays with a bitch's feet?"
"It's a dog thing. Like, I'm playing with you."
July held his temples. "Mokiri don't talk to me today."
He went back to the bed. He sat down with his legs crossed. "So, what do you do all day?"
"I don't know." she faced the wall. "I had a thought about 'cold'"
"The fuck that mean?"
"That's what I mean, cold is defined as something without heat. So, when someone is cold hearted, they lack passion and love for things. And I started thinking am I cold hearted. So I tested myself. I saw a butterfly one day and I was like, how."
"How what?"
"How does a butterfly feel? Is it stupid?"
"Well... no. But go on." he set his chin his palm. "So, I was thinking how butterflies felt. Do they feel free? When they come out the cocoon. But they must be tired. Then I was like, what about vampires?" he turned over and looked July. "Y'all sleep and without the thing underneath. We wouldn't have life."
"Yeah... that is how it works. But like my mama is an angel and my daddy got turned into one, I think."
"My point is..." she sat up. "In movies its sex, love, and power. Do you like being a vampire?"
"I'm dead. A vampire is a corpse."
"But that's a zombie and they mindless."
"You actually intelligent."
"Thanks. You're still a dick."
"I'm trying to help. I'm scared."
She blinked. "Why would you be scared. You're a vampire.
"I can die. Without the magic and praise I'm a goth kid with fangs."
"I thought being a vampire was a luxury. You don't get the same treatment we do." she said. "In Mexico they prostitute themselves." he added. "It's trendy to be a vampire but o' so lonely."
He averted her gaze and her eyes focused on him. "You got a girlfriend?"