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“Yeah, and?”
I blink. “And you couldn’t use it?”
“I couldn’t get any service where I was.”
“Oh really? So where were you, vacation?”
“Nah, doing some demolition work up in the Poconos.”
Yeah, beating up some bitch’s pussy. Demolition, my ass! The only walls he was tearing down were attached to a uterus. Interesting thing is he’s not our man so I don’t really care where he was. But I do care that his ass is sleeping with someone else other than my sisters and me. “Mmmm.”
This nigga must really think I’m some damn fool. My sisters and I have been fucking him for eight months straight. And anytime I’ve called or texted him, he’s always been Johnny-on-the-damn-spot up until the last three weeks or so. I guess he doesn’t think I’ve noticed how it takes him much longer to get back to me. Or the fact that all of sudden he hasn’t been able to stay the night after we’ve fucked him down. I swear. Some men are so fucking stupid when it comes to women. Just because we don’t always mention shit we see doesn’t mean we aren’t paying attention, and aren’t noticing what’s going on around us. Sometimes we’re sitting back waiting for his ass to slip up. Other times, we’re pretending to not notice to keep him believing we’re as dick-dumb as he already thinks we are.
I decide to fuck with him. “So are you coming through?”
“Uh, nah. I’m good.”
“You good?”
“Yeah,” he repeats.
Mmmph...since when this nigga start turning down pussy?
Since he started fucking some other bitch, that’s when.
“I’m feelin’ someone. And I need to fall back, plain and simple, until I can figure out how I’ma handle it.”
“Well, do you. Fall back, lean back. Take it as far back as you need to. But make sure you delete our numbers, okay.”
He sighs. “Yo, whatever. It’s not that serious.”
“Well, good. But before we hang up, answer me this: how long have you been dealing with this chick you’re feelin’, as you say?”
“Yo, not that I owe you any explanation ’cause you gonna think what you want. But, we’re not dealing. I’ve been feelin’ her for about four or five months now.”
“You were fucking her while you were fucking us?”
“Yeah, something like that.”
“Interesting. And why didn’t you tell us you were fucking someone else? You know our rule.”
“Yo, hold up,” he says, sounding annoyed. “If I’m single doing me, and we’re getting it in with no-strings attached, what the fuck does it matter who else I’m giving this dick to? I’m not committed to anyone, and I don’t have to answer to anyone; especially to you. So you need to check ya’self for real.”
“You’re right,” I say, swiveling my chair from side to side. “You don’t have to answer to me. Nor am I asking you to. And you can definitely fuck whomever you want, so do you. But what you’re not gonna do is fuck me, my sisters, and some other bitch, too. Sorry, wrong answer. I told you when we first started wetting your dick that we don’t share dick outside of our circle. And you said you were cool with that.”
“And I was until shit got complicated.”
“Complicated for who? Never mind. Do me a favor and delete our numbers.”
He laughs. “Yo, you sound like you pissed that I’m feelin’ someone. And that someone ain’t you.”
I let out a sarcastic laugh. “Ha, don’t flatter yourself.”
“You know what; you funny as hell. Sharing dick is sharing dick, no matter who you’re sharing it with. And I’m sure I’m not the only dick y’all riding. But for you to think a muhfucka can’t fuck someone else outside of you and ya sisters is nutty as hell. But, it’s all good. I’ma delete ya digits. No problem, baby. I’m out.”
Click. Oh, no the fuck he didn’t, I think, staring at the phone. “Hello? Hello? That nigga really hung up on me.” My first thought is to call him back and curse him out, but then I decide he isn’t worth the energy. I pick up my cell and call Paris.
“Hey,” she says as soon as she picks up.
