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Authors: M.T. Pope

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“I can’t believe she was playing me with you.” He spit out a glob of spit onto my face. I felt it run down my cheek and hit me on my thigh.
Nobody knows I’m here and this crazy nut is about to take my head off. I don’t know where his wife was. I was hoping that he had not killed her in a fit of rage
. It wasn’t looking good as he kept on going back and forth to the window. It was like he was expecting someone else to come.
“So all you do is straight pussy?” he asked me. I nodded yes.
“So you never tasted a real dick before?” I nodded no.
“Well, today is your lucky day.” He laughed. I started to cry harder now because I didn’t want to be raped. I watched as he unbuckled his pants and pulled out his penis.
I moaned in fear while shaking my head side to side. He had a big dick for the size of a guy he was.
“You like that?” He slapped me in the face a couple of times with it. I could tell it was getting harder with every slap on the face.
“You like it?”
he yelled at me and slapped me harder with his penis. I nodded yes to appease him. “Well, you about to taste it.”
He ripped the tape off of my mouth with force that caused me to cry out.
“Bitch, shut up!” he put the gun to my temple. I hushed instantly.
“Open your mouth.” I hesitated. He hit me with the gun again. “Bitch, I said open it.” I obliged this time and opened my mouth. Salty, sweatiness is what I tasted as he pumped my face slowly. I was fighting for oxygen, because the girth of this dick filled my mouth. Even though I didn’t do dick per se, I wondered why his wife would be dipping out on all of this. An average woman didn’t just pass up on a dick like this. But, then
it
happened. He came. He was a one-minute brotha. Now I knew why she stepped out on him. At least that was part of it.
“Ahhhhhhh ... mmmmm.” He began to shake violently and pulled out until the tip of his penis was on my lips. Then I felt the warmness of his seed hit the roof of my mouth causing me to gag and try to spit it up.
“Bitch, you betta swallow that shit.” He held my mouth closed to ensure that I did. I swallowed to assure him that the deed was done.
“Taste good?” he asked with his face inches from mine. I silently nodded yes. He didn’t know I had stored his seed underneath my tongue. I was not swallowing shit. Before he could blink I had spit his own seed right back at him in his face.
“You swallow that shit!” I boldly said. I knew I was going to die, so why not go out with a bang.
“You bitch!” He slowly wiped his face with his shirt. “You gonna die for that shit.” He stood up, aimed the gun at my head.
Chapter 32
 
Alex
Being Schooled
May 23rd 10:15
A.M.
 
I was sitting in my room thinking of my girl, trying to study for finals, mulling over all the drama going on in my life right now. I got a call from Wallace asking me if I knew how to get a VHS player or something that could help him transfer one to Blu-ray disc. I just happened to have a VHS/DVD/CD/Blu-ray converter that I got from Wal-Mart when I first moved here. I was a gadget geek too. Technology was another one of my obsessions.
One late night when Ashley was asleep I went to her car and secretly attached a tracking device. Her car was a 2000 model that came without LoJack or any other kind of tracking. A couple of years ago the government mandated all cars come with one. But I know Ashley; she wanted to floss in an outdated convertible. She sure was spoiled. I can’t blame her for wanting what she wants, but I was just worried about the way she was getting it. I didn’t know, but did I know she didn’t have a job, a legit one anyway.
“Man ... all of this is just madness.” I shook my head and got up from behind my computer desk and walked over to my closet to pull out some stuff to wear today. I picked out some mesh basketball shorts and a white T. It was as simple as I could get it. When it came to clothes I didn’t care. I just wanted to be comfortable.
My cell phone beeped letting me know I had a text. I picked up to see that it was from my girl.
LOVE YOU, BABY! ...Your baby girl.
 
I spoke into my phone to text her back.
LOVE YOU MORE! ...Your big daddy!
 
Since we have been together all we do sexually is phone sex. I was still hesitant. I didn’t want to go all the way until I was sure she was the one. I still had self- esteem problems when it came to sex. Some things had changed and I wasn’t sure she could handle it. I was still learning how to deal with it myself.
The ringing of my phone broke me out of my daze. It was Wallace.
“Hey, are you outside?”
“No, but I’m about a couple minutes away. I just wanted to let you know.” Dude was something else. I just didn’t get him. He just didn’t seem like the average gay guy. He made me a little uncomfortable, but I rode with it anyway. As long as he didn’t try anything it was all right.
I quickly grabbed the equipment I needed for Wallace, two bottles of water out of the refrigerator, scribbled a note letting Ashley know where I was and exited my apartment to wait for Wallace out front.
He pulled up and I hopped in.
“There’s been a change of plans, I need you to go with me somewhere else real quick.”
“Okay.” I was a still a little reluctant to just go off with him without asking any questions. “Where are we headed to?”
“I think I have found a lady that may have the answers to why my lover was killed.”
“Really?” It crossed my mind to let him know that I was looking for the same info, but I kept it quiet, because I didn’t know how homeboy was going to come at me when I told him that James/Jerry Parks was my biological father. “Man, I think that is awesome. I feel privileged for you to let me come along.”
“I told you that I trust you, so it was the only logical choice I could make once again. Besides, I need somebody with me if shit doesn’t go right.” He laughed. I slightly chuckled, because I didn’t want to die from nosiness.
He pulled off and I just stared out of the window the whole ride, making sure I kept my eye out for things and places I could place if I had to get away or come back for some reason.
A half hour later we pulled up to a detached brick house with a two-car garage attached to it. It was your basic two-story house.
We both got out of the car and headed toward the house we parked in front of. On the walk to the house I pulled out my cell phone and found my recorder so that I could tape everything that was said and replay it when I got home. I did the same thing when we visited my grandfather’s house. Wallace was oblivious to it all.
When we got to the door he knocked. A few seconds later the door opened and a pretty old woman stood at the door. She looked to be around fifty or so because I saw a few gray strands of hair on her head. Nevertheless, she was very beautiful.
“Can I help you?” she asked.
“Yes, I’m looking for Michelle Jenkins. Does she live here?”
“I’m Michelle, what can I do for you?” She was so polite and mild-mannered.
“Well, I had to ask you some questions about Tyrone Jenkins. He was my cousin.”
“Well, I really don’t want to discuss him. He’s dead and I want to leave it that way.” She tensed up a little, while folding her arms against her chest.
“Mrs. Jenkins ...” He paused. “I just wanted to get some closure on a situation and I was hoping that you could help me out. Please!”
“Well ...” She looked like she was about to give in.
“All I want is to ask you a few questions. It will only take a couple minutes of your time. I promise.”
“Okay, come on in.” She backed up and let us in. “But only for a few minutes ... I was just about to leave out to take care of some errands.”
She closed the door behind us and then showed us to her living room.
“Okay.” She sat down on her love seat while Wallace and I sat on the sofa across from her. “What do you want to know?” She cut to the chase.
“Do you know a James/Jerry Parks?” Wallace asked.
“Not directly, but I do know him and my husband had some type of affair while we were married. I thought you were going to be asking me questions about Tyrone?” My mind was going all a mile a minute. I couldn’t believe that my biological father was a home wrecker.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Jenkins, but I didn’t know how you would react if I just came out and asked you information about James/Jerry.”
“So you are saying that Tyrone was having an affair with James while you were married? And James knew he was married?” He paused and shook his head like he was confused. “No ... no ... no ... I don’t know if I can believe that. James just didn’t seem like that kind of person.”
“Well, it’s true, he did and it was with my husband. I have evidence to prove it too. I‘ll be right back.” She got up and went up some stairs, leaving me and Wallace in the living room.
“Wow, man. That is some crazy stuff,” I said out loud.
“You telling me.” He breathed out and put his head in his hands for a few seconds. “It’s not what I was expecting. She‘s telling me that my baby was wrecking homes on purpose. That just can‘t be true. It can‘t.” A few second later Michelle comes back downstairs with a red brick and a large manila envelope.
“Hear you go.” She handed the brick and envelope to Wallace. I was curious to see what was in the envelope, but I let him finish what he came here for.
“What’s this?”
“Well, inside the envelope are pictures and a DVD of my husband and the James guy in all types of sexual positions. The brick is what it was tied to when he threw it through the window. I don’t know why I kept if for this long, but now since you’re here I can get it out of my house. I should have gotten rid of it a long time ago, but I didn’t. It’s yours now. Along with all the painful memories and heartache I carried with me over the years.” I saw a tear slide out of her eye and down her cheek.
“Mrs. Jenkins, I’m not sure I understand everything. Are you sure James intentionally tried to destroy your home?”
“I’m sorry about that.” She wiped a tear away. “The fact of the matter is that James wasn’t the first man my husband was messing around with. My husband was in and out of work so much, I really didn’t know what was going on while I wasn’t home. I had two boys to take care of and I was trying to maintain my marriage. James just happened to be the one that did something about my mischievous husband. I knew my husband was up to no good, but I still tried to make it work for our kids. It was a huge mistake. I’m saying all of that to say, this James guy was probably duped into an affair with my husband. My husband was a good liar and he died believing some of them. I went to my husband’s funeral here and I actually went to James’s funeral that his mom had here too. I had to apologize for my husband’s treatment toward him. It was only the right thing to do. I’m sorry for your loss, both Tyrone and James. It just shows you that everybody isn’t who you think they are. Maybe they’re just what you wanted them to be at that time in your life.”
“Wooooow!” I spoke out in awe. I was floored. That was some very tight information she just gave us.
“Right ... right,” Wallace nodded his head in agreement. “That still doesn’t explain why Tyrone murdered him. Do you know?”
“Well, I put Tyrone out after that incident. I didn’t want him around my kids any longer. He didn’t take it very well. He would stalk me and my children and call all times of the night. He’d sit in his car in front of my job and all manner of things. It had gotten to the point where he was making threats on my life and his children’s lives. When he called my house one time he said that if he couldn’t have his family then he would burn us all up in our sleep. That is when I got a court ordered restraining order. He called again and I told him if he called or came by again that he would be arrested. He didn’t believe me and sure enough he came back by and was immediately arrested on the spot.”
She wiped away some more tears and continued. “I breathed a sigh of relief when that happened, because that was the last time I heard from him. For a long time after that I prayed that he was doing well and living well, but with the news of him murdering another chick and James, I knew my husband let his lies and deceit drive him to murder two others and to kill himself. Maybe your ex-lover was a good guy in the beginning, but from the reaction I got from him all that time ago, he may have took the wrong path that ultimately lead to his demise. I can’t tell you that for sure, but I been around for a long time and you as well. Some people just don’t let stuff go and it consumes them and ultimately kills them or gets them killed.” She stopped talking. “Well, I need to be going. I hope what I‘ve said has helped you with your questions.”
“Yes, you did and I’m sorry to disturb you.” He got up and so did she. I looked at Wallace and he had a few tears in threatening to fall from his eyes. They embraced and held for a long time. I had to admit that the moment had me a little emotional too.
We exited the house and the drive back to his house was a completely quiet one.
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