Page 107 of Daddy Long Stroke


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“Good. How’s the weather there?”

“It’s brick as hell out here,” I say, veerin’ over to get onto the turnpike. “They talkin’ ’bout more snow out this bitch. I’m glad to be gettin’ the fuck up outta here.”

“Well, it should be nice here today. I think in the upper seventies.”

“That’s wassup.” I stop at the ticket booth, grab my ticket, then speed off. “Yo, I’m seriously thinkin’ ’bout stayin’ out there ’til this cold-ass weather breaks. I hate this shit.”

“Mmmm, I’d love that. You know you can stay here for as long as you like. Hell, you don’t ever have to go back. Speaking of which, I was going to wait until you got here to ask, but since we’re talking now, I might as well ask you now.”

“Wassup?”

“I have to go back out to St. Lucia next week for my brother’s wedding, and since you’re already going to be out here, I was hoping you’d go with me. It’ll be like vacation within a vacation. You’ll get to see the beautiful island I was raised on and meet my family, too. It’ll be fun.”

“Oh, you want me to meet ya peeps? You sure you want that?”

“Of course I do, I wouldn’t be asking.”

“You not tryna get ya peeps to approve me for marriage, are you?”

“Oh, please. Not hardly. I want you as my date. That’s it. And besides, it’ll be nice to get fucked deep on the beach. We have a villa down on the beach. You could make love to me under the stars. Fuck me in my ass in the blue water.”

“Aaah, shit,” I say, laughin’. “Let me find out, you tryna get all romantic on a nigga.”

She sucks her teeth. “Will you go?”

I smile, shakin’ my head. St. Lucia has always been one of them Caribbean spots I’ve wanted to check out. Only a muthafuckin’ fool would turn down a free trip. “How long you gonna be out there?” A week, she says. “Oh, aiight, no doubt,” I tell her, veerin’ onto the airport exit ramp. When I get down the ramp, I pay the toll, then follow the signs for the airport toward long-term parkin’. “Listen, I’m almost at the airport. I’ll see you in a few hours, aiight?”

“See you when you get here. I’ll pick you up outside of baggage claim.”

“Cool.” As soon as I disconnect the call, Vita calls. “Yo?”

“Did I catch you at a bad time?”

“I’m on my way to the airport. Wassup?”

“I was hoping you could come down here for a few days.”

“Oh, so what you sayin’, you still tryna fuck wit’ a nigga?”

“I want to see you. I’m still hurt by what happened. But I know I don’t want to stop seeing you, either.”

This broad! I swear she better be glad I feel sorry for her retarded ass. Otherwise, I’d drag her ass for e’erything she’s worth. “Well, check this out, ma. I’m on my way out to L.A. for a few weeks, so I’ma haveta hit you back when I get back to Jersey. I’ll let you know then if I’m still interested in givin’ you this dick.”

“Excuse me?”

“Yo, you heard me. I fucked ya peoples in ya house. Gutted her all up on ya sheets; on the same bed I rocked ya box in, and you still wanna fuck wit’ a muhfucka. Baby, that’s some sad shit. You a cool chick, Vita, real talk, but you got some self-esteem issues you need to work on. Muhfuckas are gonna always use you and take you for granted ’til you get ya mind right, baby. Real talk. And the only reason I’m kickin’ this shit to you is ’cause I really don’t wanna see you get hurt. A muhfucka like me will run you ragged, baby, ’cause I know you lonely and weak. You deserve better, so I’m tryna give you the opportunity to bow out gracefully ’fore you end up more fucked up than you already are.”

“OhmyGod, I can’t believe you.”

“Believe it or not, I’m tellin’ you some real shit.”

“You are so fucking arrogant and selfish!”

“I know,” I tell her, pullin’ up to the parkin’ lot gate. I roll my window down and press the button for my ticket. “It is what it is. I enjoyed fuckin’ you, baby. But this dick comes wit’ an expiration date on it, and your time for gettin’ it is up.”

“Fuck you,” she snaps. “One day you’re gonna fuck over the wrong bitch. And I hope I’m there to see you get everything you got coming.”

I drive ’round the parkin’ area, tryna find a damn parkin’ space. It’s packed out this bitch. After drivin’ ’round for almost ten minutes, I find a spot. “Well,’til then, I’ma keep fuckin’, baby. So whatever happens happens.”

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