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Must Find Jose By Alana Montgomery
Part III
The next day, they woke up and checked out of the motel. As they were driving in Jose's car, the song "Fast Car" by Tracy Chapman started playing on the radio. "Oooh I like that song," George said. Jose turned the radio up using the controls on the steering wheel. They both started singing together and off key:
You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we can make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Anything is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
But me myself I got nothing to prove
You got a fast car
And I got a plan to get us out of here
I been working at a convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
We won't have to drive too far
Just 'cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living
You see my old man's got a problem
He lives with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
I say his body's too young to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life then he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit school and that's what I did
You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We got to make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way
I remember when we were driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
I had a feeling that I could be someone, be someone, be someone
You got a fast car
And we go cruising to entertain ourselves
You still aint got a job
And I work in a market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find a job and I'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a big house and live in the suburbs
You got a fast car
And I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends then you do of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe togehter you and me would find it
I got no plans I anint going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving
You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so you can fly away
You got to make a decision
You leave tonight or live and die this way
Jose turned the radio down when the song was over and turned to George and said, "I got a fast car, I can take us to anywhere. Where do you want to go?"
"I have a credit card, lets stay at some place better than the Motel 6," George said with a smirk. The drove for another hour until they passed a sign that said "Now Entering Nevada". Further on, they saw a sign that said, "Las Vegas 92 MI". The decided to drive to Las Vegas. They reached Sin City and night fall and decided to check into the Venetian. They drove up to the doors where Jose gave the keys to a Valet and they walked inside.
"I just thought of something," Jose said.
"What is that," George asked.
"Your car is still in Arizona," he said.
"We can always go back and get it", George said.
They walked up to the counter and rented a two room suite with a king sized bed. The clerk handed George the room key and they took the elevator to the eighth floor and went to room 812 and crashed on the bed.
The next morning while George was in the shower, Jose picked up the phone and dialed home. It rang several times until it reached a voicemail message with his mother's troubled voice that said, "Thank you for calling the Hernandez Residence. Right now we must find Jose, our son. He's missing. If you have any information about him, please leave a message at the tone." He abruptly hung up the phone then lowered his head in his lap and started sobbing.
George walked into the room completely naked, drying his hair. He noticed Jose crying and sat next to him and wrapped his arms around him. Jose leaned his head against George's smooth muscular chest and continued crying.
"What's wrong", George asked.
"Promise you'll never let me go", Jose said.
George responded by tightening his embrace. Jose reached his hand down and started strking up and down George's shaft until we was to his full 8 inches. He ran his index finger around the rim of his head and this action sent shockwaves through George. Sone George started to leak. He spread the warm liquid allover the head with his finger. George thrusted his hips as Jose stroked. Soon enough, George errupted all over Jose's hand. They both went in to restroom and showered together and fooled around some more.
END OF PART III