by Red Snapper
He looked at her and said, “Bitch…get the fuck out!”
As she opened the door to exit the room, the tears began to run from her eyes. She noticed that everyone was watching her as she walked to the door. She could hear a couple of them laughing as she opened the door to walk out the apartment. As she shut the door behind her, everyone began to laugh. She stood there for a minute and cried as she thought, “This shit wrong!”
She walked out to her car, unlocked the door and sat there as she continued to cry. She was feeling humiliated as she thought about the whole dilemma. “If he wants to play me like this then I will make sure that bitch Coco don’t get him either.”
She reached for her purse to get out some change, as she continued to ponder, “I will teach him for dissing me.”
She started the car and drove down the street. She looked around for a payphone and noticed that at the gas station on the corner was a phone. She drove over to the phone put the car in park. She reached for the phone as she sighed. She dialed the number and waited for an answer. The phone rang and rang, finally someone answered.
“Tips Hotline…Sergeant Tanner speaking…May I help you?”
She hesitated for a second then she heard the words coming out.
“I would like to report the whereabouts of a drug house.” “Leon Jones is in the house as we speak.”
She gave the officer the location of Leon’s apartment as she sat there in her car. She was totally confused as to why he did not want to believe her about the baby. As she sat there waiting until the police came, she thought, “He has treated me like shit the whole time we have been together, I don’t deserve this shit!”
Suddenly, several police cruisers pulled up to the apartment. Several officers jumped out and surrounded the apartment complex where Leon was. The officers had their guns drawn as they approached the apartment. Kellita continued to cry as the officers rushed into the apartment. As expected, resistance from the suspects inside was imminent, as shots were fired back and forth. After a standoff lasting about an hour, the police were gathering as many of the suspects in the apartment that were not injured during the shootout. Kellita watch carefully to see if Leon was hurt during the standoff. After a few minutes, two officers brought Leon out with handcuffs and shackles on his ankles as they escorted him to the awaiting police paddy wagon. She gazed at him as they put him in the wagon, but she had a feeling of disbelief. She could not believe that she was the cause of him being brought down by the police. She couldn’t believe that she let her feeling for this man; a man that treated her like scum was going to jail because he would not love her. She tried to laugh, but she couldn’t because she wanted him. All she wanted was for him to love her. Now she would be without him. She felt that if he would be with Coco and not her, then he would be better off in a place away from everyone, even his own child.
Several hours later Coco received a long distance phone call from a correctional facility in Chi-town. She looked at her caller id and immediately answered the phone, listening to the recorded message, “This call is coming from the Metropolitan Correctional Facility from an inmate name…Leon…if you would like to accept these charges…the first three minutes are $15.00 dollars and after that they are .90 cents a minute…would you like to accepted these charges?”
She quickly responded, “Yes…I will accept the charges.”
He sighed as he began speaking, “Hey baby gurl!”
“Leon…what happened…why are you calling me from fuckin’ jail?”
“It’s a long story but remember that trick that I had with me…she claims she was pregnant by me, so I told that Ho…she was trippin’ and then the next thing I know…my ass in on lock down!” I know that trick snitched on me because she was mad about us kickin’ it.”
She sighed as she tried to respond to his words.
“Leon…this is the kind of shit that I was talking about…I can’t take this from you anymore.” “Why do you put me through this shit all the damn time…I really loved you Leon, but you won’t take responsibility for nothing…you know that baby is yours and you wouldn’t even take responsibility…you just dissed her like some ho?” “Now you can’t do anybody any good…locked up in jail!” “I believed in you this time and look where it gets us…I fucked up and now I don’t have nothing!”
Leon tried to respond to her but she would not listen, “Baby gurl…What the fuck you saying…yo…what’s up…!”
She sat there with the phone down by her side as he tried to get her to respond. She just began to cry as she thought, “Why did I mess up my life for him…now I got nothing…NOTHING!”
She hung up the phone as she fell on her bed. She turned and looked up to the ceiling mirror as she glanced at her reflection. She screamed at the top of her lungs, “THIS IS FUCKED UP!”
Meanwhile across town, Jeanye filled her glass with orange soda pop. She could not stop thinking about her problem now. She told herself, by the time she finished her soda, she would have made up her mind, once and for all. But she drank the soda, the ice cubes melted and became tepid water, and Jeanye continued to sit at her desk, her mind vacillating. She knew Javon had to make a decision about them and she didn’t want him to have to choose between her and his child’s mother.
“How did I let myself get in this predicament anyway,” she thought. “I wouldn’t be right for me to make him choose between me and her.” “The right thing to do would be for me to just tell him we should break this off.”
As she was going to her car, Javon pulled up next to her car in the parking lot of the precinct. As he was getting out the car, she was getting nervous because she didn’t think that she would have to address this dilemma so soon. She quickly got in her and watched him as he came closer.
He approached her car, opened the door and got in the car. She looked at him as she asked, “Javon…what are you doing here?” “I was just about to call you.”
He turned to her, looking at her, trying to make their eyes connect, “Jeanye…I have been really thinking about us.”
She interrupted him, “Us…is there a relationship Javon?”
Looking confused he replied, “I hoped that there was…baby…what’s wrong?”
She turned to him and replied, “How can we be together…I don’t want to come between you and your son.”
“Jeanye…who said anything about you coming between me and my son?” “Oh…I see…this isn’t about my son…this is about his mother!” “You believe that there will be issues between Ratasha and us.” “Jeanye…we can work this out, besides I choose you…I want to be with you!” “I love you very much and I want us to be together.”
She gazed into his eyes as she replied, “I want nothing more than for this to happen, but I don’t want to mess things up for you if this is your destiny.”
Javon grabbed her hands as he replied, “You are my destiny…I want you in my life.” “I was going to wait until Friday to do this but, pulling out a small ring box from his pocket. He opened the box and showed her the ring.
“Jeanye…I don’t want you to do nothing but to be in my life.” “I can’t get you out of my mind baby.” “You are the first thing that I think of in the morning and the last thing I think before I go to sleep.” “I find myself praying for you more than I pray for myself.” “When I am with you…I don’t want to leave you, and when you are away from me, I can’t wait to be with you.” “You give me purpose and depth.” “You make life worth living again.” “I don’t want this to end because you are my beginning.” “Please Jeanye…will you marry me?”
She sat there, stunned at what was taking place. She could not believe what she was hearing as she looked at the ring in the box. She looked up at him as she replied, “I will marry you on one condition.”
“Name it!”
“I will marry you as long as you are part of your child’s life.” “Don’t be a stranger to him.”
“I will be in his life and I will not be a stranger to him
, I promise.”
They embraced and then kissed each other. Jeanye was now convinced that her original plan to break off the relationship was the wrong one as she lay in Javon’s arms. She was happy and believed that she had a chance to finally be content with someone who would love her unconditionally.
Chapter 19
Saturday evening was swiftly approaching and this is a special night. As the Guild was preparing for its initiation ritual, Tangie was in her office when Vikki walked in.
“Lady Mistress, everything is in place and the initiation should go as planned.”
“Is my daughter prepared to lead the Guild into the next millennium?”
“Yes, Lady Mistress…she will do just fine!” “The guests are starting to arrive at the Guild villa as we speak.”
“Vikki…I have complete trust in Waynell, but I want you to ensure that she has complete confidence as she leads this for us…I don’t want the board to have any question on our decision for her to rule the Guild.”
“Yes, Lady Mistress.”
Tangie looked at her and said, “Vikki I need you to do one more thing for me…I need you to break the news to my Waynell about the death of her ungrateful scum of a ex-husband.” “She would be upset at first, but she needs to know because this will make her stronger for tonight’s festivities.”
Vikki looked at her and responded, “Yes Lady Mistress…I will tell her.”
As they walked out of her office to the limousine, Tangie replied to Vikki, “You know you can have him.”
Vikki was confused as she responded, “Lady Mistress, forgive me if I ask who you are referring.”
After they entered into the limousine and began to drive away from the Laurie Mansion, she responded, “Demarco…you can have him Vikki…I know you are worried that I wanted him, but you don’t have to worry any longer…take him!”
Vikki smiled as she replied, “That is very generous of you Lady Mistress.”
Although Vikki hadn’t thought about this, she was sexually attracted to him. They have been together on several occasions but Tangie had shown some interest, so Vikki backed off. Now that she has been granted an opportunity to go forward with Demarco, what will she do?”
On the way to the Guild initiation, Walter brought up the subject of “swinging.” Dorinda figured he was trying to get her to voice her opinion on the subject. She kidded him about her being with another guy while he was with another woman. Of course, this really wasn’t an issue because they had already experienced some kinky sex, but he figured it would be different if he was married to someone who was into swinging. Dorinda figured Walter would get insanely jealous at the sight of her with another person sexually. Since they been together, he was starting to keep an especially attentive eye on her if she was dancing with one of their friends, especially Tiberius. If dancing would cause him concern, then having sex with another man would put him well over the edge.
“Would I approve of Walter having an extramarital affair…I’m pretty open minded but not that open minded,” she thought, as Walter kept chatting away about how exciting it must be to experience sex with a lot of different people. It did get Dorinda thinking that it might be very exciting but also very dangerous to a sound marriage. She always told herself that when she got married that she would not continue to have open sex like she does now. As she thought about his questions, she decided to ask a few questions of her own.
“Walter…how would you feel and react to seeing me getting fucked by another guy or sucking on another guy’s dick?”
The question almost caused him to drive off the road. She could not tell if this was out of excitement or distraction. He looked at her with a shit eating grin, which she took as an negative reaction. She began to tone down the conversation a little so they could make it to the mansion without causing an accident. Although he did not agree with Dorinda’s question, he could not stop thinking about the conversation. “She’s not my wife…so I can’t stop her from fuckin’ somebody else,” thought Walter. “I’ll have to admit…I was kind of giving this idea a lot of serious thought, she thought as he smiled.
She gazed at him as she noticed him smiling and said, “What are you thinking?”
“Nothing…nothing at all, baby!”
“Yes, you are…if we were married…you wouldn’t care if I slept with someone would you?”
He just kept grinning as he drove down the road.
She looked at him and sighed as she turned to face the window. As they approached the Guild Mansion, it was in one of the better neighborhoods, quiet without being in one of those gated communities in Olathe. They drove the car up the long curved driveway up to the front of the mansion, where the valet was waiting to receive them. As they got out of their car, Dorinda could see Demarco standing at the entrance with Ms Kym chatting. As they began to stroll up to the front entrance, Tiberius was driving up to the valet. He got out of his car and strolled up to greet them.
Walter reached out to greet him, “Tiberius…what’s up man!” “I’m glad you could make it brother!” “I would like you to meet my friend, Dorinda.”
“So this is Mr. Tiberius…I have heard so much about you.”
He smiled as he replied, “I hope everything you heard was good.”
“It was,” she replied.
“I would like you to meet my friend, Ms. Kym.”
Tiberius quickly grabbed her hand and kissed it gently, “The pleasure is all mine!” “Let me escort you into the place.”
She looked at Dorinda and smiled as they began to walk up to the door.
When they reached the entrance Demarco was standing there with the receptionist. Dorinda introduced Demarco to Walter and the two of them shook hands and smiled at each other. She watched as she noticed Walter having a big grin on his face, as he observed Waynell coming down the long winding stairs in the foyer. He could not believe his eyes and he was shocked because he did not know she would be there. Demarco smiled as he stepped in front of Walter and said, “I remember you…you are that guy who’s in love with our Déese Sexuelle!”
Walter looked at him puzzled as he replied, “Déese Sexuelle…what is that?”
Demarco pointed at Waynell and said, “That is what a Déese Sexuelle is!”
She continued to saunter down the steps as many of the members were greeting her.
Walter was in awe as he watched her coming down. Dorinda quickly stepped up to him, putting her arm around him as she looked at Demarco, smiled and escorted him into the foyer. The mansion was absolutely gorgeous, cathedral ceilings, accent lighting, beautiful hardwood flooring. Demarco instructed the escort to give them a brief tour of the ground floor. Tiberius put his arm around Ms Kym’s waist and guided her to the great room where they had a beautiful bar. Not a little dinky bar, but a bar suitable for a small nightclub.
Tiberius was quite the gentleman; pulling out a barstool for Ms. Kym and helping her get situated. Walter sat to her left with Dorinda next to him. Ms. Kym was wearing a white jumpsuit with a neckline that plunged almost to her waist. She was showing plenty of breast and Tiberius’ a big titty man was definitely enjoying the view.
Tiberius asked the bartender to pour Ms. Kym and Dorinda some very dry white, French wine. “I’d never tasted any wine so good in all my life,” she thought as she drunk it down slowly. It was a very good sipping wine without being too alcoholic. Tiberius and Walter had Crown Royal; something they seemed to feel was a “man thing.” They continued to chat about the décor of the mansion, and the celebrities that were present at the event. Tiberius started conversing with Dorinda about her thoughts of swinging. She felt relaxed enough to tell him about her open-minded feelings. He smiled as he made it known that he was game for whatever happened. She glanced at Kym as she heard him talking. Kym just smiled back at her as they continued to listen. Dorinda determine to find out more about Walter began to tell Tiberius, “You know…I am kind of worried that Walter might get upset if I had sex with another guy.” “I wo
uld not get upset if he’d been busy with another girl…Walter being with another girl doesn’t bother me.”
He looked at her and said, “I can handle it baby…Don’t worry about me getting jealous.”
“Are you sure…I mean really sure it wouldn’t bother you if I got in bed with another guy”.
“Nope…not at all!”
His replies still didn’t convince her that he really and truly meant what he was saying. Tiberius and Ms. Kym talked about meeting couples and attending swinger’s parties. Much to both Walter and Tiberius’s amazement, they didn’t realize there were so many couples into the swinging lifestyle.
Couples of all ages, occupations and varied interests were into the swinging game and have enjoyed it for years. Tiberius hit on the subject of bisexual women, trying to get a reaction to the idea from the women. As they observed the bar room, the televisions around the bar were showing porn movies with all types of sexual scenes taking place. Dorinda and Kym laughed as they listened to Tiberius talk about the girl on girl sex in the porno movies and made a comment, trying to find out if they were interested in it.
“So ladies have ya’ll been here before?”
Dorinda smiled as she replied, “That is a dumb question…don’t you think?” After all…we are members of this club, so that would mean we have been here before.”
Tiberius felt really silly after he thought about his question.
“You’re right…I was just wondering…I guess that was a dumb ass question.”
As they finished their drinks, a voice over the intercom announced, “Welcome to our world…we would like everyone who is planning to stay for the festivities to report to the reception center to register and pay your fees.” “Please if you do not wish to stay for the festivities, you must exit through the doors on your left.” “Thank you for coming.”
