“Why?” He frowned.
“Because this is girl stuff. I want her to feel safe with no judgment. And she’s a daddy’s girl. So, let’s keep it that way, and let me handle the womanly aspect.”
“Alright, girl,” he easily relented, always letting her have her way.
“Okay, come on, girl,” my mama urged, as she headed towards the kitchen. “Sit down,” she commanded, once she was standing at the island.
I did as I was told.
“So,” she cleared her throat, while her elbows rested on the counter. “You let his lil’ pretty eyed, mannish ass talk you out of your panties, huh?”
“No,” I denied.
She tilted her head. “So, y’all haven’t had sex?”
“I…didn’t say that, neither.”
“Okay, then what is it?”
I took a deep breath. “We were each other’s first.”
“Ooh.” She poked out her bottom lip. “Ooh,” she repeated. “I wasn’t expecting that. That’s…cute. When was this?” She lifted her chin.
I rapped my nails on the countertop. “I’d rather not say.”
Her eyes widened. “So, y’allbeenfucking?”
“Mama,” I whined.
“Nah, don’tmamame. I’m just calling it like it is. Is he wearing condoms? And don’t lie.”
Sincere Junior
Staring at my pops, I decided to keep it real. “Yes, I was completely aware of what I was doing.”
“Oh, word?” He stroked his goatee. “I’m saying, yo. Is she on birth control or some shit?”
“Nah.” I shook my head.
“Nah?” He frowned. “You do realize that fucking leads to pregnancy, right?”
“Yea.”
“So, so, so, you cool with that?” He stuttered.
“Yea.”
“Yoooooo,” he drawled. “You buggin’. The fuck is going through ya head, son? You really sitting there, acting like you’re cool with making me a fucking grandfather.”
“I didn’t quite look at it like that…but you asked me a question and I gave you an answer. I know exactly what I’m doing.”
“Yo, listen…I get it. Fucking raw is supreme. That’s why so many niggas get caught up…but I’m here to tell you. That practicing sexual discipline is how you stay ahead of the curve. Cause believe me…the last thing you want is a kid with a muthafucka you don’t want. Not saying that’s how you feel about Riah. But y’all are young, and I’d hate to see you take her and yourself through unnecessary changes. So, practicing safe sex is just to ensure that you don’t do something that you’ll later regret. And if years down the line y’all wanna make some babies, then you’ll have at least experienced some shit first.”
“I hear you,” I yawned.
He lifted a brow. “Why does it feel like everything I said just went in one ear and out the other?”
“Because…pops, we’ve basically had this conversation before. When you and my moms bump heads, you always stress the point of choosing the right one so that no girl just ends up being my baby’s mother. I get it, I got it. Don’t run up in nothing raw that I can’t see myself marrying. Heard you.”
