Raunchy 2 (119 page)

Motel

After I left school Mrs. Givens was on my mind. I never met anybody like her and I hoped I never would again. Sugar called me to warn me that she was starting more shit and that I needed to be careful, but she was telling me something I already knew.

“I know, Sugar. It’s cool though. I ain’t running from that bitch. It’s whatever at this point.”
“I won’t let her hurt you. I can’t.”
“Thanks, but don’t worry about it. I’ma be cool.” My other line

beeped. “Sugar, my girl is on the other line. Let me hit you back.”

She slammed the phone in my ear. Why the fuck is everybody tripping today? After getting off the phone with Sugar, Denise said she wanted to see me right away. She sounded out of it and I was afraid it was over between us before it even started.

I gotta say ever since we kicked it, we talked to each other everyday and spent a lot of time together. My crew was starting think I didn’t fuck with them anymore but it wasn’t even like that. She’s my wife and if anything, they would have to learn to respect her and accept her into our crew.

I got a motel room and when Denise got there, she looked so sexy wearing a blue sweater dress with black boots. She had a brown paper bag in her hand and gave it to me.

“What’s this?” I said taking it from her hands. I immediately knew what it was.
“Your magic juice.” She said kissing me in the mouth. “My little gift to you for all that you do for me.”
“You don’t have to give me something because of what I do for you.” I paused. “What I do for you is out of love.”
“And what I do for you is out of love too.”
After tonguing her down I opened the bag and saw my Henny. “Thanks, baby.”
“Before we go any further I wanted to let you know that I got my period. And we can’t fuck tonight.”
“You think I care about your period? I don’t give a fuck about that shit. If you with me, I’ll drink your bath water.”
She laughed. “Yeah right…even after I bled all over your dick and grossed you out the other night?”
“I'm still with you right?”
“Yeah.”
“Look, I’m a real nigga. The same things other niggas are moved by don’t move me. If you my bitch you my bitch and you having blood between your legs won’t stop me from hitting that pussy.”
That night we lay in the bed and talked about everything that was important to us. For some reason, I think she was holding back on telling me about her family and I was holding back on telling her about mine. It was as if we both wanted to escape the past and focus on our future.
“What’s this on your arm?” I asked pointing to a tattoo in Chinese.
“It means heat, fire and desire.”
“I love it. It’s sexy.”
She kissed me and when the right buzz hit I started feeling horny so I took her jeans off, followed by her panties. I could see the white string hanging between her legs from her tampon.
She covered her pussy with her hand and said, “You sure you wanna do this?”
“You got a tampon on.” I told her.
“I know.”
“You bleeding heavy?”
“Not really.”
“Okay I’ma eat that.”
“You gonna eat it?” She laughed. “I mean, I knew we were about to fuck but didn’t think you would go that far.”
“You got a disease I should know about?” I frowned.
“Fuck no.”
“Well I guess I’ma lick that.”
I spread her legs apart and put my tongue on her clit and flicked my tongue. She was moving crazily pawing at my baseball cap. The more I licked the wetter she became and although I tasted metal, which probably was her blood, it wasn’t a lot. I kept my tongue on her clit and out of her hole because I didn’t want too much blood in my mouth. She came in five minutes and I eased up and kissed her gently on the lips.
I lay next to her on the bed and wiped my mouth. “Oh my Gawd, I fucks with you so hard!” She said hugging me. “No nigga I been with ever did no shit like that before! Ever!”
“You were with the wrong niggas.”
She looked at me in my eyes and I pulled my cap down some more. She said, “I love you.”
“Are you serious?”
“Dead serious.” She said. “Now can I hear you say you love me back?”
“I love you. I told you that the second day we kicked it.”
“I still like to hear it. I wanna make sure you not going nowhere.”
She went to sleep in my arms and I just stared at her. The more time I spent with her, the more time I wanted her. After about thirty minutes later she woke up smiling.
“How come you always staring at me, boy?” She asked.
“Because I love you.”
“You ain't just saying that shit are you?”
“No. I’m not. You know that shit. Love this strong you can feel.”
“Good,” she stirred a little, “because I lost my job, and might not be able to stay with the people I live with no more. That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. I don’t know what I’m gonna do.”
“You don’t have no friends or family you could stay with?” It was the first time I pried into her family life and I hoped she didn’t pry into mine.
“I’m a loaner.”
“I stay with my peoples so you can’t stay there. It’s too crowded.” I thought about Bernie’s house but after my pops finger fucked her, I wanted to keep them as far away from each other as possible.
“Then I don’t know what I’ma do, Wags.”
“I’m sorry. I wish you could stay with my peoples but I got too much going on at my crib.”
“It’s okay. I guess I gotta move out of town.”
“What?” I asked. “Why?”
“Because I don’t got no family out here, Wags. I’m really by myself.”
“When would you have to leave?”
“Like right away.” She paused. “Maybe a few days.”
“Don’t do anything right now. Give me some time. I need longer than a few days though.”
“To do what?”
“To do what I got to do.” I said seriously. “Okay?”
“But I don’t have nowhere to go so I have to leave in a few days. There’s nothing to wait for.”
I was about to lose her and my heart hurt. Why was this happening? She was the perfect mix of a freak and wifey material that I liked. Maybe if I was honest about who I was she would give me a chance. I mean, she said she loved me, so finding out I was a girl shouldn’t change shit. Then I could convince my mother to let her stay with us.
“Denise, how do you feel about women being with other women?”
She frowned. “I don’t feel shit about them. Why?”
“I mean, do you think it’s wrong?”
“It’s fucking disgusting. I had a cousin who got with another girl and I didn’t talk to her for years.” She paused. “Why, daddy?”
“No reason.” I didn’t want to lose her so I had to keep the lie alive.
She looked at me and said, “What I’m gonna do about my living arrangements?” She paused. “I really need your help.”
“Give me five days. Just five and I promise to make shit good. Okay?”
“You really care about me don’t you?”
“Enough to be myself. Something I’ve never done before.” I paused, thinking how close I came to telling her the truth. “And enough to do whatever I have to for you.”
She hugged me tightly and cried in my arms. I knew then that no matter what, I had to do what I could to keep her. Even if it meant running over people in the process.