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“Yeah, baby,” he moaned. “Let me feel that wet pussy on this dick.”
I pressed my lips down on his, and kissed him hard. I kept my eyes open, and waited for that moment—that window of opportunity—when he closed his. It came. And I pressed the silencer of my gun to his temple and pulled the trigger—Theessrrpp!—blowin’ a hole in his skull. The bullet ripped through the other side of his head, splatterin’ his brain all over the bed. Blood splashed on my face. I frowned. Then shot him again. Theeerrrssp!
“Next time, nigga, pack ya condoms,” I snapped, climbin’ offa him.
I went into his bathroom, grabbed a washcloth, then washed his blood off of me. I ran the water and wiped down e’erything, makin’ sure I didn’t leave any traces of blood or prints. Then I went into my bag and pulled out my cleanin’ supplies, and got busy. Once I was done, I got dressed, grabbed my bag, and quietly slipped back into my room without anyone seein’ me.
I called Cash, told him what was what, then stripped outta my wears and jumped in the shower. Twenty minutes later, I climbed into my hotel bed and fell into a deep sleep.
On the flight home the next mornin’, I closed my eyes as soon as I buckled up. I was glad I was sittin’ by the window so I wouldn’t have to be bothered with someone tryna get in the seat next to me, or tryna crawl over me to get to the bathroom. I hated that shit.
The minute we hit the ground at Newark Airport, I flipped open my cell and called Chanel to see if she wanted to go out to Short Hills to shop, then do lunch. The ho almost jumped through the damn phone when I told her I would not only buy her lunch, but treat her to a pair of heels as well.
“Bitch, you tryna make me fall in love with ya fine, sexy ass or somethin’?”
I laughed. “Ho, please. What I tell you ’bout that lesbo shit? Don’t get ya grill knocked.” The white dude sittin’ next to me looked over at me. And I looked right back at him, raisin’ my brow like, “What muhfucka? Say somethin’ and get ya pale face slapped.” He turned his face the other way.
“Oooh, ma, I love it when you talk rough,” she said, fallin’ out laughin’. “What time you comin’ through?”
“Yeah, I bet you do,” I said, laughin’ with her. “Annnywaaaay, freak, I’m still on the airplane waitin’ for them to open the damn doors so I can get up outta here. I got muhfuckas all up in my damn face, ear-hustlin’ ’n shit. I’ma go home, drop off this bag, and change my wears. I should be there to pick ya ho ass up ’round twelve-thirty or so.”
“Bet,” she said. We hung up. As soon as the plane door opened, e’eryone started scramblin’ like roaches to get their shit and get off the plane. And I was right along with ’em.
The minute I walked through my door, I took a deep sigh. I was so glad to be home. Although I was only gone overnight, for some reason I was exhausted as hell. I jumped in the shower, dressed, then made my way back out the door to pick up Chanel.
Four hours later, Chanel and I had just finished our shoppin’ spree, and now we were sittin’ in Legal Sea Foods havin’ lunch. We were loaded down with shoppin’ bags. Of course the bitch ended up gettin’ more than a pair of heels outta me. But it was all good.
“I love the food here,” Chanel said as she bit into her lobster roll.
“Yeah, it’s real cute,” I agreed, takin’ a sip of my drink. I covered my mouth and tried to stop from yawnin’. “Oh. Excuse me. I’m f-in’ beat.”
She yawned, coverin’ her mouth. “Aah, now you got me doin’ that shit. Divine’s ass kept me up wantin’ to talk and fuck all damn night. I swear I thought the nigga was skeed up the way he was actin’. It was like his ass was racin’ a mile a minute.”
I placed my elbows up on the table, and cupped my hands under my chin. “So, you think he’s gettin’ high or somethin’?”
She shook her head. “Nah, not at all. He was just bouncin’ around like the damn Energizer bunny ’n shit.” She leaned in and lowered her voice. “That nigga tore my pussy hole up last night. And then he had the nerve to say he wanted to crack this asshole open.” I started laughin’. “That shit ain’t funny. I wish the hell I would let some nigga run his dick up in my ass. I told that nigga I got three holes, but only two of ’em are for dick use, and one of ’em ain’t my doo-doo hole.”
I laughed, but I was thinkin’ this ho needed to get with the program and make it do what it do. I noticed two white cats sittin’ on our left tryna ear hustle. And they had the nerve to both be fine, tanned, well-groomed, and very fuckable. And both of ’em were clearly enjoyin’ what they were hearin’. Yeah, them freaky muhfuckas sittin’ at their table with two hard cocks, I thought, starin’ at the one who was facin’ my direction. I raised my eyebrow. He smiled, then quickly shifted his eyes.
“Girl, I thought you was a certified freak with yours,” I said, makin’ sure my voice was low enough for only her to hear. We stopped talkin’ when the waitress came back to our table to see if we wanted anything else. “No, we’re fine.”
“I’ll be right back with your check,” she said, walkin’ off.
“Hmmph, that’s what Divine musta thought, too,” she said, takin’ a sip of her drink.
“Poor thing,” I said, shakin’ my head and laughin’. “Chanel, girl, you crack me the hell up.”
“Well, I’m glad you find this all so humorous.” She looked over at the white dude who was facin’ her. He was dead in her grill. “Can I help you?” she asked with much ’tude. I lowered my head, knowin’ she’d turn this spot out if he came at her wrong.
“I was just admiring you,” he said. “We were just saying how beautiful the two of you were.”
“Thank you,” I said, lookin’ over at ’em. Chanel grinned.
The waitress returned with our bill. I handed her my credit card. Chanel waited for her to walk off before leanin’ over toward them and whisperin’, “Ya’ll want some chocolate pussy, hunh?”
I almost fell outta my seat. Dude’s eyes popped open, and his face turned three shades red. His peoples almost choked on his drink.
“Oh my God, please don’t pay her no mind,” I said, shakin’ my head. “She’s on meds, and she gets nutty when she doesn’t take ’em. Girl, get up and let’s go before you get us tossed up outta here with ya mess.”
