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Persia and Porsha look at each other, then me. “No,” they say in unison.
“We’ve had some good times man-swapping,” Persia states, smiling. She quivers. “Whew, we’ve fucked the shit out of some fine-ass men.”
“Yes, we have,” I agree.
“Shit, I still think about it sometimes,” Porsha admits. “Every now and then Emerson asks if I miss it.”
“What do you tell him?” Persia asks.
“Shit, I tell him the truth. There are no secrets between us. But he also knows as long as I’m with him, I’m not sleeping with another man.”
“If somewhere down the road he wants a threesome, would you allow another woman into your bed?”
“If that were the case, fortunately, I don’t think it will be. But, if that’s what he wanted, the only women I’d ever let him sleep with would be one of you. And I told him that.” Persia wants to know what he said when she told him that. “He laughed, then told me that three of us together were too much for him; that I’m more than enough woman for him.”
“Good answer,” I say, shifting my body so I can lie on my side.
“Have you told Desmond?” Porsha wants to know.
It feels like this baby is kicking and punching me. “Aaah. Nooo…” Inhale. Exhale. I pat my stomach. Try to soothe this baby in any way possible. “I didn’t have to.” They both give me surprised looks. “Girl, you know after that whole fiasco at the reception, Jasper couldn’t wait to get him alone and tell him all about the three of us.”
They gasp. “Shut. Your. Mouth. What did he say to you?”
I groan again. “He asked me if it was true. And I told him yes.”
“Then what?” Porsha inquires.
“Then he wanted to know how long we’d been sharing men, and how many. And of course he wanted to know if I used condoms. I told him always. That most times I only got my pussy eaten or laidback and masturbated while they watched me watch them fuck one of y’all.”
“Ohhh, I bet you he thinks we’re some nasty freaks.”
I hold back a laugh, clutching my stomach. “Oh, it hurts when I laugh. But, yeah, he knows we’re some real freaks. Hell, he walked in on me fucking myself in the back office one day when I thought I had the door locked. And, then, I fucked him. So yeah, he knows.”
My cell rings. I have it lying beside me. I pick it up. “Speaking of him, now. Hey!”
“You still beefin’ wit’ me?”
“Nope. I just want this baby out of me.”
“You and me both. My lil man has turned you into an evil woman. I miss the old y
ou.”
I suck my teeth, playfully. “Whatever. How you know it’s going to be a boy, anyway?”
“Trust me. I know.” I smile remembering, what Daddy said about knowing I was carrying his first grandson. As much as he loves my sisters and me, deep down he wishes he had at least one son. I remember the look in his eyes whenever Garrett spent the weekends at our house. The two of them would go out fishing or down to the courts to shoot hoops. I even see it now when he talks to Desmond. Daddy likes Desmond. And, Mother…well, she’s still trying to get over the fact that I’m pregnant, and that Persia fucked him.
I groan. “Uhh. Remind me to never have sex with you again without using a condom.”
He laughs. “Too late for all that. As soon as we’re married, I’m pumpin’ you up with two more.”
“Yeah right, I don’t think so. You better be the one carrying them.”
He keeps laughing. “Yeah, aiight. We’ll see.” I groan. “Damn, I wish there was something I could do for you.”
“There is.”
“What’s that?”
