The Pussy Pounders Volume 1 ( A Novella ) (2 page)

Cortez and Sean were already staying
there. They were fifteen. Adam came later, fourteen years old and
the lone white boy in a house full of minority foster kids. All of
us coming from some fucked up backgrounds still we managed to find
each other and create our own family. Our small family unit
included Mrs. Wyatt even after we left her home. Unfortunately she
passed away three years ago. Well here we all were, still standing.
Who would have thought,the four of us would still be together nine
years later. The best family unit any of us have ever
had.

“
Toni!”

“
What? Why are you
yelling?” I said frowning at Sean.

“
Because you're zoning out
again sis, stay with me! Don't set me up with Lisa for a few weeks
OK? I got with her today and she's on that same bullshit again.”
Sean said.

“
What's going on now? Lisa
called today. I haven't returned her call yet.” I said pulling out
my notepad. “ My God! I hope all of you don't intend to duck and
dodge your most steady clients! What's going on with Lisa
now?”

“
Same shit. She wants me to
be with her. Talking about she'll take care of me, help me
financially and the whole nine yards. Just don't sleep with any
other women.” Sean said laughing.

“
You really need to handle
that...,” Cortez said shaking his head,“ when they start acting
like that you need to cut them off.”

Toni sighed shaking her head looking at
the three of them. Her gaze settling on Adam.

“
Look you guys, we've made
more than enough money doing this. When you three began it was
because none of you had a dime to your names and had aged out of
the system with nowhere to go. After next week we can walk away
from this aspect of the Pussy Pounders free and clear. The
paperwork is almost as good as signed on the Moroccan. All of us
have enough money in the bank and invested to do other things now.
There
will
come a
time when you want to settle down. Sean you keep messing with her
when you should have cut her off a long time ago. At some point
you're going to want more for yourself.” Toni said looking
pointedly at Adam who turned his head refusing to acknowledge her
words.

Cortez and Sean looked at one
another.

“
Man are you ready to go?
Shemar said he wanted to go over a few last minute details with us
before next weeks signing. We're going over to the Moroccan. I'll
just grab something to eat over there.” Cortez said.

“
Yeah,let's go!” Sean said
raising from his seat.

“
It's not a big deal if you
can't make it Adam,we'll fill you in.” Cortez said looking at Adam
and on the verge of laughing.
These two
need to get their shit together!

“
Take your supplies with
you!” Toni called out to them as they left.

“
You sure know how to clear
a room with your bullshit don't you?” Adam said folding his arms
across his broad chest and looking at Toni angrily.

“
I have no idea what you're
talking about Adam.” Toni said, her voice practiced and
precise.

“
Yes the hell you do. Stop
using every opportunity to take little jabs at me Toni. If you
think I'm going to always let you get away with it you've got
another fuckin' thing coming you hear me?”

“
Don't you threaten me Adam
!”

“
No
you
need to stop threatening
me
Toni. Look I'll admit I
was wrong for not telling you from the jump but it is, what it is.
How long are you going to make me pay for it? Even if I had told
you before that night happened what would it really have changed?
You're over here trying to give some half-assed type of advice yet
you chose to do our appointments instead of walking away! If you
were that mad you wouldn't have no parts of the Pussy Pounders.
Let's not overlook the fact you're ass getting' broke off
too.”

I could barely look Adam in the
face.

“
Adam I want you to stop.
Just
stop
.” my
voice was betraying me and I felt like I was going to break down
into a puddle of tears. Which was never a good thing for me. Crying
was one action I got over a
long
time ago...hell as a child, tears never got me one
bit of sympathy and they damn sure couldn't do a thing for me now.
Unfortunately this is where I was emotionally with Adam. Stuck. On
the verge of tears every time I thought about Adam Wheeler. I’ve
been thinking about him and a little bit in love with this man
since I was nineteen years old.

“
Don't you have somewhere
to be Adam? Besides in my face.” I said with an
attitude.

“
I can't think of anywhere
else I need to be...or would rather be Antoinette.” Adam said
walking towards me and pulling me into his arms. “ I need you.
You’re the only woman I have ever loved and you
know
it. So stop giving me ultimatums
about work. You know that's not who I am. It's what I
do
Antoinette....and I
did a lot of it for you. Before you even knew what I
did...
and
after.
I'm not throwing that up in your face but it's the truth. If you
love me stop using it against me. You'll never make me feel guilty
for making sure we eat. For putting a roof over our heads no matter
what way I choose to do it.”

“
If you love me like you
say you do, why can't you just stop? Do something else. You've made
plenty of money, all of you have made some really good investments.
Next week you three are signing papers taking over the club. After
that what reason could you possibly have to continue? Why are you
refusing to stop working with the Pussy Pounders? Is it because I'm
asking you? You've said before you were going to stop Adam and I've
tried to understand and look past everything since I found out. Not
only because I love
you
but I love
all
of you. I'd never judge you. But I can't do it anymore. I'm
trying to be honest about my feelings with you because I love
you...I want us to be together but I don't want to share the man I
love sexually anymore. I can't do it....and I'm not going to wait
around for you to choose me either. If I said right now I was going
to start taking appointments and sleeping with men you would never
stand for it. I wouldn't make it to one client before you dumped me
and you know it Adam.”

“
You damn right because
you'd be doing it for other reasons than when I started. As far as
me Cortez and Sean are concerned we do so don't have to think about
money. I am going to stop. When I've made a certain amount of
money,but that's going to be when
I
say so. Not because you're forcing my hand and
threatening me. Here's the thing, you know everything about me.
Shit I don't even
want
you to know about me you know due to circumstances. At the end
of the day Toni, if I stop, it's still not going to erase the
things I've done. I've still slept with women, are you going to
constantly throw it up in my face?The last time we had sex the
minute it was over you were asking me had I done the same things
with clients. What's going to ever change about that with you?
You're the one person I expect to see past all the bullshit and you
can't. I know it's a lot to take. I know I've asked more from you
in this situation than I ever could but damn, you said you'd try.
Is this really about what I've been doing or do you just want
someone else?”

Adam was right. I knew every
detail about his life. The one secret they'd
all
kept from me was the Pussy
Pounders. I found out about that missing detail three months after
I'd already started having sex with him and was completely head
over heels, no turning back in love with him. Like an idiot not
thinking ahead about how I would feel about it later, I of course I
excepted it because I love him...and them .

“
Adam how could you even
ask me that? I
wish
I could tell you I wanted another man...I really do. I wish I
could walk away from you,just go back to us being friends but I'm
never going to see you as anyone other than the man I was made to
be with. You don't even consider how this fucks with me mentally
knowing what you're doing. I've even started therapy! You know
about my mom, you know how she was killed and how I had to live
with that type of environment every day. Why would you want me to
be in this position?” I asked looking at him sadly and remembering
the night our friendship changed forever a year ago.

“
You know what
Antoinette,stop right there and let's keep it real. You needed
therapy way before you started fucking me. So don't try to put your
fucked up childhood on me. If that's the case I'm going to lay all
my shit from the past on you too. Right about now it seems like
you're trying to do the same thing to me the woman I hate most in
this world did.”

***

Sean

“
What the fuck is wrong with
you Lisa? You're my girl and I love you but the situation with this
Sean person is getting out of hand!” Carmen said taking a sip of
her wine.

“
I
know
Carmen please don't yell. I
really don't need this right now, I feel bad enough as it is.” Lisa
said agitated, looking towards the entrance of the Moroccan, one of
the hottest night clubs in San Antonio. A club she'd
begged
her best friend to
meet her at for the evening. In the hopes of seeing Sean in an
environment in which she
wasn't
paying for his time. Carmen insisted on driving
her own car in case Lisa ended up hooking up with Sean that
night....or if she got too bored and wanted leave.

“
Lisa I'm really trying to
understand this situation. It's so unlike you! You've been
paying
a man for sex? He's
a goddamn hooker... and now you think you're in love? What kind of
madness is this coming from you?” Carmen said speaking loudly to be
heard over the music.

Dammit! I almost wish I'd
never told Carmen anything! I just needed someone to talk to, not
be judged.

“
Look Carmen, I explained
this to you the best way I can. I know it sounds crazy to you. So I
understand if the whole idea makes you uncomfortable but since
meeting Sean...,”

“
You mean since you
hired
Sean.” Carmen said
looking Lisa dead in her face.“ Lisa I was listening to every word
you said. You're my girl, you know I'm in your corner for any
problem you have. I'm here for you but this right here? Now that
you've told me what you've been doing, I
refuse
to let you believe it's more
than what it is. The man is a gigolo! He's only seeing you because
you
pay
him. If
you're not
paying
him he's not going to see you!” Carmen said
exasperated.

“
Well I have to try
Carmen. No one has ever made me feel like this...
ever
.” Lisa said tearing
up. “ Do you know for years I've thought something was wrong with
me? I've had sex with men before and to never have had an orgasm?
Of any kind with a man? It was embarrassing. I felt like a freak.
You have no idea what it's like to fake orgasms each and every time
just so a guy doesn't think you're a pathetic loser or get insecure
with himself because they know they haven't pleased you. That's the
real reason Tarik broke up with me. He said he couldn't see
spending the rest of his life with a woman who was “sexually
repressed”. I was embarrassed to even tell you the real reason we
broke up. All the mind blowing sex you're always tell me about with
Hasaan and I'm sitting there like an idiot because I really have no
idea what you're talking about. Sean knows exactly what to do. I'm
finally experiencing what I've heard all my friends bragging about
for years and yes...I do want more. From
him
. I do, I'm not even going to try
and front. I need him in my life. We do talk you know. It's not
like the minute we're done he gets his clothes on and leaves. I
just need him to see me as more than a client. I need him to see me
dressed,having fun and I think we could make it work. I want him to
see me as a woman that does have a lot going for herself... as an
asset. I really do.” Lisa said. “ I could be making a mistake but
if I am I need to find that out on my own. Carmen I really need you
to support me on this....please.”

Carmen couldn't help but
notice the pleading, desperate look on her friends face. It really
broke her heart to see Lisa this way because she was a good woman.
Beautiful,smart with a great paying job at a top advertising
agency...hell she was making
too
much money evidently if she had money to blow on
male hookers!

“
Lisa I love you, so you
know I have only your best interest at heart. I'm not going
to
discourage
you
from doing what you want to do. When it's all said and done you're
a grown ass woman and you can spend your hard earned money any way
you like...just do not ask me for any money,since I now know what
you're spending all
your
money on. But I will not
encourage
you to pursue this man as a
serious relationship option either. I'm staying completely out of
what ever goes on in this situation. I
will
have my say though. Nothing good
can come out of trying to have a relationship with a male
prostitute. If every time you've seen him it's because you paid
him, to me...that ain’t the start of shit. It's become personal for
you and it's business for him. From what you're telling me this
dude isn't even leading you on in the least bit! So why
you
would be trying to
force a fucked up situation is beyond me... I hope you make his ass
wear a condom,dental dams and everything else!” Carmen said picking
up her glass and taking a sip of her red wine rolling her eyes at
Lisa.