2 Fast 2 Feminine

by One Hit Wonder

 

 

"Shit!" exclaimed Aaron. "I gotta do all this to get ready for this goddamned bitch." While fumbling around with his shirt buttons, he thought 'She better appreciate this shit.' He looked in his bathroom mirror, thinking. 'How do I do it!?!' The image he saw was a statuesque black man. The man had very sharp features that appealed to all types of women. The man was 6'6", and weighed a very muscular and defined 200 lbs, and all of this at 19 years old. He had another trademark feature, his left eye was green. None knew why, as none of his other family had green eyes, but non the less, he had one. His family consisted of his mother Theresa, his father David, and his 17-year old sister Jade, all of whom were blessed in the gene department. His parents had earned their well-to-do lifestyle though hard work, dedication, and will. They lived in a 5-bedroom house, which was bought in cash, in an upper-classed neighborhood in Orlando, Florida. All in all, Aaron couldn't complain about. He checked his Rolex before leaving.

 

Aaron opened the garage door. "Damn, I always miss you!" he said, speaking to his true love, his 2000 Honda Civic Si coupe. He marveled at his baby. It was painted Electron Blue Pearl, wore bronze Volk TE-37 wheels on a lowered ride height, and it wore a big, chrome, and very loud Apex'i N1 exhaust. Of course there was much more to the car than that. The car had a swapped motor that was completely reworked, with an innercooled turbo system with nitrous. This car ran a 9.81 second quarter mile, and surprised many who overlooked its subtle styling, and its driver. He opened the right side door, and proceeded to slide into his red Recaro racing seat. "RRRrrrrraaahhh" the motor sang as it sprang to life. He used his left hand to work the gear shifter into reverse. He then backed up, and turned into the street.

"RRRRrrrrrrruuuuuuuuumm *PSSSHT* RRrrrraaaaahh". "Ah, such melodious sounds", cooed Aaron, listening to his turbo-charged Honda spit pressurized air out of it's blow-off valve.

 

Aaron arrived at the Yamamoto's home, and walked to the door. He knocked, and the door was opened by a 50-ish man, of small, but very fit stature. He looked the man down, and apparently there was a mutual uneasiness, and dislike.

 

"I'm here to pick up Ami." Aaron said with a flat tone.

"And you happen to be?..." The man inquired of the stranger.

"Aaron, Aaron Spence." He said, as if his name held weight.

"Daddy, I told you about Aaron." Ami chimed in.

"I think that I remember something of that..."

"This is Aaron, and he's a nice guy, daddy!"

"I see... but he is..."

Aaron thought immediately, 'but I'm what... black?'

"...A good person, daddy." She finished his sentence. "And I will see you tomorrow. Love you. Bye" Ami said, grabbing a duffel bag.

"Bye, and... young man, be responsible with my daughter. I love you, Ami."

Aaron looked at the man, showing him that 'A little motherfucker like you don't scare me.'

"Shall we, Aaron?" Ami grabbed Aaron by his big arm, leading him away from the house.

"Yeah, let's do this." Aaron said, still looking at Ami's father.

Ami proceeded to the right side of the car. "Other side." Aaron said.

"You want me to drive?" Ami asked.

"Nobody drives this, except me. The car is right hand drive. It has the Japanese model interior"

"OK." she said, noticing the car finally.

Looking at the pair depart, Mr.Yamamoto said to himself, "But he is grave trouble. I can sense it." Mr.Yamamoto looked to the Heavens for the protection of his daughter. The beginnings of Mr.Yamamoto's sentence had nothing to do with race, as Aaron had thought.

They took off from in front of her house. They were soon on interstate US 75. Aaron glanced over at his date. 'Ahh' he thought. 'I remember when I first saw her...' Ami was, of course, beautiful, as Aaron would never have less. She was his age, 19. She was over a foot shorter than him, at 5'3", she couldn't have weighed any more than 115 lbs, she had a nice smaller 'C' cup chest, and an ass that would, as Aaron says 'Make a fag pull a double take.' She had a 'thickness' to her that was uncommon of her creed, which also attracted Aaron to her, but her best feature had to have been her face. Round, but not too round, button nose, nice kissable lips, sweet innocent brown eyes, almond shaped ones, and can't forget that sexily styled shoulder length black hair.

 

Ami was Japanese, very Japanese. Aaron first saw Ami at his job, at the Nextel Tele-Communications booth at a local mall. He knew he needed to conquer this woman. After weeks of speaking with this specimen of delight, smooth talking and convincing her that she should give him a chance, a date was set up. This was that date. They were to go to Universal Studios theme park, then stay at Royal Pacific Resort hotel, an on-site hotel. They would be leaving the hotel tomorrow afternoon, and he'd be safely taking Ami home.

Ami learned that Aaron was a bit of an 'asshole', never holding back smart-ass comments, and always ready to fight. Hell, with a body and looks like he has, Ami could see why he was like that. And, perhaps that's what she sees in him, the super-masculine qualities that contrasts her super-feminine ones.

"Hey, I wanna stop at this mall real quick." Aaron said, as he immediately pulled in. He found a good, close space, in a handicapped spot. "Ah, fuck those punk retards. I can't leave my car all far back, so some punk ass bitchcan try to jack my shit." After setting his turbo timer to 5 minutes, they left. Ami looked at Aaron puzzled.

"Hey, if you're so worried about your car, why did you leave it on?"

Aaron responded, "It's on a turbo timer. Since the car is modified like it is, and is pushing the horse power it does, it needs to allow the oil temperature to normalize before shutting off, or it gets thick and frothy, and will have no viscous protection. The timer will shut the engine off when two things happen, one, someone touches the handle and lifts, or two, the 5 minutes that I set have passed," he explained this knowing that she wasn't interested, but always feeling compelled to say more than needed when discussing cars, his true passion.

They entered the mall near the food court area. Aaron just wanted to go to the arcade to see if anyone was playing Marvel VS. Capcom 2, or SNK VS Capcom: Chaos, so he could smash them in it, and, watch them throw quarters away. Aaron, trying to be a gentleman, asked "You want anything from this food court? You know, to hold you off until dinner." At least he tried, he was more used to this; 'Hey, wanna fuck?' and a quick 'yes'. With all the girls he bagged, this was still his real first date.

"No, but thanks, Aaron," she answered.

"Less money I gotta spend!" he snickered to himself. They reached the arcade, and Aaron's eyes lit up like high intensity discharge beams on a BMW. "Hell fuck yeah!!! It's mass muthafuckas for me to whoop on in some Marvel 2!!!" He inserted his two quarters 'Capcom', 'Capcom' the game said as he put them in. He chose Ryu, from Street Fighter, Cable, and Cyclops from X-Men. After finishing his last opponent with a Cable 'Tiger Kneed' Hyper Viper Beam, a Cyclops Mega Optic Blast, and Ryu's Shinkuu Hadoken (all moves coming in succession), he looked up to see 'New Hero' above his opponents' team name's, and saw '38 WINS' above his. Satisfied, he proclaimed "I am the goddamned shit in this fucking game!!! You nerds spend all day on the Internet getting strategies, and I just come and do it naturally!!! Y'all will never take me, Aaron Spence, out. Hey geek, take over my game, I'm out." He boasted "And don't lose with my characters, or I'll kick your fucking ass. Have fun, pussy."

Ami did not have fun, needless to say, just watching him destroy victims. But now they were heading to Universal Studios, where 'Hopefully,' she looked at him, 'he will show another side to himself... A fun side.'

While blasting some music, T.I's song, called '24's', they pulled on to International Blvd. This is the main street in Orlando, and boy is it ever-teeming with traffic and pedestrians. Stores as far as the eye can see, all colors of neon signs, and a diverse crowd of people.

"Hey, shit," Aaron exclaimed. "That place has a built in go-cart track! That shit must be fun as hell," looking at the place that apparently was a fun center. He looked to his left at the beautiful girl, no, woman next to him. "Dammit," he thought, "I've been self centered AGAIN, shit!!!" This made him think. He really just wanted to fuck this girl, as was always his game plan. But this time he actually had to work just to get the date, when normally, a girl's panties could be talked off of them in 30 minutes or less. Why was this different? Could he be actually feeling something more? She is prettier than even his high standards had maintained, and well, she, judging by prior conversations, seems more of a person than those other girls he'd fucked. He heard about out how hard it is for black guys to get with Japanese girls, making him actually feel lucky for once. Aaron lucky? Maybe he had to be the pursuer this time. "I'm sorry, Ami, I can tell you are bored, and have not had a good time. It'll be all good in 5 minutes, when we get to Universal."

Aaron was pulled up at a red light, and he noticed a Honda Civic next to him. 'Another sixth gen, looks to be an EX model, no rear disc brakes, or Si front lip.' He said to himself. The guy revved at Aaron, with his car not as loud as Aaron's. "Easy win." They both knew what to do when the light turned. "That motherfucker," Aaron laughed "had no chance!!!"

When the guy caught up at the next red light, he commented on the right hand drive conversion, and asked, "what motor you running?"

"Well, I'll tell you this; Fully built Integra Type R motor, B18C5, with T3/T4 Garrett turbo, running on anywhere from 12 to 30 pounds of boost, with a one hundred twenty-five shot of laughing gas," replied Aaron. "What about you?" Aaron asked, as to get a laugh.

"Nothin' much, still got the single slam, light on the mods. I thought I would beat a stock Si, but shit, your's ain't stock."

"Not by a motherfucking long shot." Aaron smiled.

"Badass, Dude!"

"Yeah, I know." smarted Aaron.

 

'Finally we're here,' Aaron thought, while seeing that his watch said 7:15. They got out of his Civic, and headed to the hotel. Upon entering the hotel, they were engulfed by exotic scenery and sounds. The lobby looked as if it were in Bombay, India. The place was immaculately detailed. "Wow, Aaron, it's like we're in another country! This is wonderful!"

"Glad you like it..." he added, "we would have went to the Hard Rock hotel, but, we can save that one for a later time." She wasn't getting that place on a first date.

They walked to the reception desk.

"Can I help you sir?"

"I'm Aaron Spence. I have reserved a room, Universal attraction passes, and City Walk passes."

"Let me look you up, one moment, please."

"Everything checks out fine, here are your things. Room 214. A green light will tell that the door has opened when you swipe the key card. Enjoy the Royal Pacific Resort, and thank you."

"We will, you're welcome."

They took the elevator up to the room. Upon looking at the room, it was nicely furnished, with maroon walls. They went ahead and set their bags down. It was time to have some fun. So, after settling in, they went down stairs, and outside to the water-taxi gates. They, as well as various other Royal Pacific guests boarded the boat. Aaron noticed that the RPM gauge on the boat's instrument panel read 'Honda', and smiled at this revelation. The song 'Celebrate' played loudly on the boat, as they slowly went about the theme park's 'river'. They arrived at the park's City Walk soon after.

Easily thousands of people surrounded them. "This place is something else," Ami said. "So, what were you wanting to do, Aaron?"

"That's enough about me, why don't we do what ever you want," Aaron said softly.

"OK, I guess since this is a park, maybe we should ride some rides!" Ami lit up. She couldn't believe that she'd never been here, and it's in her own town.

"Yeah, sounds good." Aaron said flatly. 'Maybe I should've decided what to do my damn self,' he thought. "Alright, let's do this shit...." Aaron said boldly, not believing he'd actually talked like that to her.

They went on themed rides, like Spider-Man, the Hulk, and Back to the Future over the next couple of hours, with Aaron treating Ami to a snack, or drink when she wanted. They had also played a few mini games, with Aaron winning various sorts of prizes for Ami. He was actually starting to have a good time, even doing what she wanted to do.

Aaron had suggested that they eat dinner, so they decided on the Hard Rock Cafe. Arriving in the restaurant, they both looked at the priceless music memorabilia hung on the walls. The stuff has to be real, they nor anyone else could think otherwise. They were soon seated. "There is a pink Caddillac above our table," Ami said, stating the obvious.

"Yeah, I'd be impressed if it was a Nissan Skyline GT-R up there," Aaron said with disgust to the American crapmobile that he saw. Their orders were taken, and soon they were eating healthy portions of over-priced food. They were looking at one another, seemingly mesmerized by the person looking back.

"You know, Ami" Aaron started, breaking the glares. "You probably can tell, but to say it like it is, I stink at this kind of shit. You see, I've talked to females many times, and so easily it's them begging to be with me. I really started talking to you with the same intentions."

"I see..." She knew these words to be factual, before he said this.

"Please, girl, this shit is already hard. Over our conversations we had, it made me like you in other ways, ways I never liked a female before. You've shown that you are a wonderful person. I feel like a fuckin' chump saying this shit, but, truth is truth, you know you look good as hell, and I've had a good ass time with you." He couldn't get this expression out quite right, but Ami knew where he was trying to go.

"Truth is, Aaron, this date of ours did start horribly. You know, the mall, and stuff. But, you've come along nicely since we've been here. You've opened up, and had fun with me; you also weren't self absorbed, like I was seeing the you that I wanted to see. And I also appreciate that you haven't tried any funny business. Aaron Spence, I like you too..."

 

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