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“Hey,” he called after me. “You think you went too hard on Cecil? You know he’s sensitive.”
“Cecil’s gay, daddy; not soft or sensitive.” He blinked at my brashness. I knew what he was getting at and he was completely wrong. “He may be effeminate at times, but the man can battle a bull; physically and emotionally.”
“You were definitely a damn bull in there with him—with all of them.”
I shrugged. “It’s the way I’ve survived alone all these years. It’s what I’ve been taught.”Not by you, though…
I’d never have the balls to share that part, so I continued down the hall.
Chapter 2
Part II cont’d:
April | Present Day
“Alright, ladies.” The waitress smiled, stowing her tablet inside the pocket of her apron. “I’ve put that in for you. Enjoy your drinks while the cooks get started on your appetizers!”
“Thank you!” Peach nodded with a smile.
“Thanks!” Corinne echoed as the rest of us did, too.
“A toast!” Shizu was the first to raise her martini glass. The table of six followed in action, even Peach with her lemonade in a full dinner glass. “To one of the most creatively expressive, confident, and bodacious women I know. Corinne, you’re so boss, so courageous and driven, it only makes sense that for your thirty-fifth birthday, you’ve achieved so many of your dreams. You’ve taught me—us—so much. Your femininity is so bold and unapologetic.” She used her free palm to pat her chest. “I know we haven’t known you long. Shi-Shi did us all a favor when she introduced you, but it’s seriously been one of the best fucking decisions she’s made. You’re one of us, sister!”
“Aye!” Toya, Corinne’s cousin, cheered.
“Absolutely!” Peach agreed. “One of us.”
“Well, she’s been one of us forever,” her cousin, Frenchie, explained, “and has been teaching us how to be about our money for years.”
We agreed with that statement by way of cheers, claps, and hoops in the middle ofKhaos, one of the hottest and newest restaurants in Jersey City. It had been highly anticipated and opened two months ago. It was impossible to get a reservation here. The place was packed, energy buzzing from wall to wall in the two-story building. The multi-colored lights weren’t too festive, overtaking the ambiance, and the white leather seats brought to mind my therapist’s sofa, but not in a bad way. The place was really nice, the vibe alone accounting for the high menu value.
“She taught me how to help my fiancé increase his credit score.” Toya danced in her seat.
I laughed hard and unexpectedly.
“Well, damn,” Shizu trilled. “She taught me how to help build my nephew’s credit by adding him as a user to myMastercard.” She cleared her throat. “And not to wait on a man to give me an orgasm. What did she teach y’all?” Her face was long, embossed with anxiousness.
“Ummm…” I stalled, peering over to Peach.
Corinne had taught me so much, but I wasn’t prepared to say what.
“I taught y’all bitches how to fuck or enjoying fucking even when your man ain’t doing it right!” Corinne declared.
My back slammed into the chair, arms dropped to either side, and head collapsed backward as I cracked the fuck up. I could hear the other girls hooting loudly, too. When I was able to open my eyes, I saw Peach wiping tears from her face, she laughed so hard. This was Corinne: infectiously inappropriate. But we’d have her no other way.
“This is true,” Toya vouched for her cousin.
Corinne nodded. “Peach, I’ve been getting you prepped for when you’re ready to air out your Miss Cooch Thang. Tell me I’m lying.”
Adorably, Peach rolled her eyes, muttering, “Yeah, you have been. I’ve been stowing your tips and tricks away for such a time.”
That made me laugh, too. Peach was pure, but not innocent—or perhaps the other way around. The woman was definitely celibate, something I needed tips on.
“And Shi-Shi, who told you how to make yourself explode when Austin was having all that fun in your pretty trap?” Corinne reminded me.
I tipped my hat to her, agreeing. She sure did. As simple as the concept sounded, Corinne advised that I play with my clit during intercourse. Once I got comfortable with the special matters of reaching down there, my life had changed. “I haven’t missed an orgasm since.”
“See! That’s why I’m here.” Corinne’s glass was finally in the air for a toast. “Peach’s purpose is to spread the gospel. Mine is to tell y’all bitches how to have fun when spreading them legs.”
