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I laughed, a deep belly shaking jaw hurting laugh. He had just insulted me and now he wanted me to beg him to keep me. That was his ego, he was hurt, but that was no reason to attack me.

  “Yeahhh, I think I’m sure. Have a nice trip, see ya hopefully never again.” I pointed to the door.

  “Your lost.” He turned around opened the door and slammed it hard on his way out.

  I quickly locked it behind him and watched him walk away through the peephole. I never would have thought he would act that way. Say those things. But I guess you never really know a person. Hell look at me and what I’m doing.

  “Is he gone?” Syd said peeking out of her room.

  “Yeah, he’s gone for good.” her eyes widened as she came out of the room staring at me.

  Colin walked out behind her. He now had on his shirt but his shoes were still in his hand. He winked at me and walked back into my room and closed the door.

  “So you broke up with Daniel?”

  “Yep, its over.” I told her walking towards to the hallway leading to my room.

  “But why?”

  “Because our whole relationship is a lie and it’s not fair for me to be fucking someone else and stringing him along.” As I said the words I wasn’t sure why I hadn’t thought of it sooner.

  From Syd’s facial expression I could tell she understood too.

  “I’m going back to my room. We’ll talk later.” I told her as I stepped past her and made a move to my room.

  Opening the door to my room I expected Colin to be putting his shoes on and getting ready to leave. On the contrary he was naked again, in my bed, dick sticking towards the ceiling.

  “I heard that you’re all mine now,” he said as soon as I closed the door with a devilish grin on his face. “Let’s celebrate.”

  He moved his hips making his dick bounce, sort of an ushering for me to come here. How could I say no? Daniel couldn’t fuck me like Colin the Extraordinaire could. Colin knew about my work and didn’t bat an eye. The pros outweighed the cons. I lifted the shirt over my head as I eased myself on top of Colin allowing him to slide deep inside me once again. If he kept giving me dick like this, I might forget Daniel altogether.

  Revenge

  Donita

  “Kick, Punch, Now Scream!” The room filled with screams. Twenty plus women screaming at the top of their lungs and dripping with sweat.

  “Alright ladies lets cool down.” Skyy the instructor said to my self-defense class.

  After the shock of last night, and after I cried, I came to a realization. Running was for cowards, I’m a warrior. I finished working, got my money, went home and took care of business. After getting my son to school I decided I needed to come to self-defense class.

  We did a series of stretches with Skyy walking down the rows talking to us. Being here makes me wonder why I ever stopped coming to self-defense class. I guess I got comfortable with him being in jail. Not anymore.

  “Ok, ladies that was great,” Skyy started clapping and so did the rest of the ladies in the class.

  I felt so at home here with everyone around. All of the ladies here were either in an abusive relationship at one time or another. This group got me through alot in the early days, somehow I had lost touch with them.

  “Great to see you back Donita.” Skyy said as I toweled off from the hour long scream and fighting workout session.

  “Great to be back Skyy,” for some reason I felt a need to explain myself. “Sorry I’ve been gone so long. Been working a lot.”

  “Oh girl stop. I know how it is.” Skyy was the epitome of health and nutrition.

  There wasn’t any fat or flab anywhere on her body. A body that I could see myself wrapped around but I tried to keep my eyes on her face and not on her body.

  “So how have things been going?” I asked her trying to move the subject in a different direction.

  “Well I’m doing more personal training now. Which is good since I’m newly single again.”

  She smiled at me as she said it. I self-consciously looked around the room to see if anyone was watching. Everyone was about to leave and deep in their own conversations.

  “Oh yeah, I’m sorry to hear that.”

  “I’m not. SHE was a controlling bitch.” She made sure to emphasis the word she. I always wondered was she a lesbian but I wasn’t quite sure.

  “Oh well thats too bad,” too bad that I hadn’t been coming to class sooner. I could have swooped her ass up.

  “Ohh man. Let me help you.” She said grabbing my towel and walking behind me and drying off my back.

  I had on black yoga pants and a black sports bra. From behind me I could tell she was looking at my ass. Who would have thought that all this time Skyy was trying to hit on me. I guess I was so focused on being safe that I didn’t pick up on her flirting until today.

  “Hey I’m getting hungry. Wanna grab some lunch.” I asked her turning around and seeing her eyes quickly look up from my ass.

  “Sure, let me just straighten up here and I’ll be ready. We can go to the restaurant around the corner.”

  I nodded yes as I slipped my jacket on and zipped it up. She looked almost giddy as she pranced around the room putting mats away and throwing water bottles in the trash.

  “Ok I’m ready.”

  My pussy had already gotten wet. I wasn’t going to roll over and die because this idiot had gotten out of jail. I still needed to live.

  Walking outside and down the street, Skyy was very direct, “Look I have to be upfront with you. I want you and I have for a while. Are you into girls because if you’re not I don’t want to offend you.”

  “I am into girls and I’m not offended,” I told her cutting her off. “I guess I was too blinded to notice you before. I had a hard time with my ex.”

  “Say no more. We have that out of the way.” She said exhaling and opening the door for me to the restaurant.

  It was a small diner down the street from the gym and today it was packed. Stepping inside I do what I always do, scan the restaurant for familiar faces. As Skyy talked to the hostess I couldn’t believe who I was seeing.

  “Hey D, She is about to seat us now.”

  “Ok, I’ll be right there. Gonna say hi to a friend,” I smiled at her “This will only take a second.”

  “Okay, I’ll order you some water.” She was already acting like my girlfriend. But maybe that’s what I needed, someone to take care of me.

  “Ok, I’ll be right there.”

  I turned my attention back to my prey. She was with some older woman, probably her Mom or something. That made it better. I was going to embarrass this bitch like she embarrassed me.

  I walked up with the biggest fakest smile I could muster.

  “Hi Syd, how have you been?” She was just about to take a bite of food. Her mouth hung open and her fork fell down to her plate.

  “Hi, I’m Donita.” I said now focusing my attention on the person she was eating with. “Are you Syd’s Mom?”

  “Why yes I am. How do you know each other?” She asked as she shook my hand and smiled. Now was the perfect time for me to go for the kill, “Oh we work together. I’m here eating with my new girlfriend and I see you Syd. I had to come over and say hi.” Her Mom was looking back and forth from her to me.

  “Well let me go. Just got through working out and I am starving,” I said turning around and slapping my ass. “Gotta keep the jewels tight to get that money from those hounds at the Club. Ain’t that right Ms.Viciousssss!!!” I said with emphasis.

  “Ummm..ahhhh..Umm.” She couldn’t say shit.

  Her Mom’s smile turned into a frown of anger. Perfect, my job was done. The people around were staring but I didn’t give a shit.

  “Well, it was nice meeting you. See you at work Syd.” With that I walked off with a true smile back to my lunch date.

  Making my way to the table Skyy looked just as confused as Syd’s Mom.

  “What was that all about?” Skyy asked as I sat down.

>   I let out a laugh I had been holding in since I walked away from their table, “Oh just a little reciprocation.” I told her smiling. Payback was a bitch and Sugar n Spice was the queen of payback.

  Blown Cover

  Sydney

  I tried not to look at her. But I felt the heat of her gaze looking at me. My mother basically had a death ray for eyes and I knew they were fixed on me.

  “Sydney Diane,” She only added my middle name when she was pissed.

  “Yes ma’am.” I said looking at her for the first time since Donita the bitch walked away.

  “Who was that woman and what was she talking about?”

  “Nothing Ma. She’s kind of crazy.”

  “But she said you work at a club. What kind of club you working at where you can give me as much money as you just did?”

  Shit. It was impossible to lie to her. Now that she had so many questions. I looked in the direction that Donita scurried her rat ass off to. I wanted to go stomp her fat ass off her body.

  “ANSWER ME!” She yelled making the people in neighboring tables turn and look.

  “Ma. Calm down.” I whispered.

  It was too late. The laser beam eyes were turned on high. After all the precautions I took to keep my job a secret. This morning after the bullshit at the house I called my Mom and told her we could pay for her medicine and her treatments. I also paid her rent. All of that on one nights work.

  “Start talking,” She told me as she took a sip of water. Her face looked hot, I swear I saw smoke rising from her head.

  “I told you I have a job. My boss gave me an advance. That’s how I was able to do everything we did today. Don’t get all upset Ma. Eat your food.”

  “Sydney Diane. That woman bent over and slapped her ass. She said a club and her damn makeup and eyelashes looked like she just got off the track from selling her body. What the hell is going on?”

  “Ma, I can’t control how people look. I just started working there so I don’t know her.”

  “Are you…” she clutched her chest as if she were preparing for a heart attack. “Are you a…a one of those.”

  “Ma. I work nights at a hotel with Lauren.”

  “Are you a damn stripper?” She finally got the words out.

  “No ma’am.. Why would you…”

  “Don’t you lie to me. The Bishop would be spinning in his grave if you….” The waiter came to drop off the bill. It stopped her tirade for the moment.

  “Ma, calm down. There is no reason to bring Daddy into this.” Whenever I did something wrong she had to bring my father up. The late Bishop Stanley Watkins.

  “I never wanted you to bare the burden of taking care of me. Look me in the eyes and tell me I’m mistaken. That you aren’t a…” A tear drizzled down her face. I wanted to lie, I wanted to tell her she was being foolish. But I couldn’t lie to her face.

  “Ma, let me take you home.” I peeled a few bills out of my purse and laid them on the table.

  “Why do you have so much money Sydney? What job gives you that much money in small bills?” Shit. She was right.

  “C’mon Ma. Let me take you home.”

  People were staring as my Mother cried uncontrollably now. I carried her purse as she covered her face with the sleeve of her sweater.

  As we left I glanced around to see that bitch Donita. I couldn’t find her and thank God for that. If I had seen that bitch I would have been going to jail for murder. Not even a prayer is going to save that bitch when I see her.

  Better than Fiction

  Lauren

  “I’m sorry I called you those names.” Colin said with a sincere voice.

  We were still laid up in the bed after our long and heated fuck session. Me with my head on his chiseled chest and him with his fingers playing in my hair. I can’t believe after all that, we are now cuddling in bed.

  “It sure felt like you meant it while you were doing it.” Truth was he could have called me anything he wanted as long as he didn’t stop pounding into me.

  “You are far from a bitch. I shouldn’t have called you that.”

  Sincerity filled his voice and I wanted to kiss him. But I heard buzzing. His phone probably, mine had the volume up but I’m sure no one wanted to talk to me. My now ex-boyfriend was on his way to a new life and my roommate was mad at me, oh well.

  “Excuse me a second.” He said maneuvering me off of him and going for his phone.

  “The Extraordinaire speaking.” The boom of his voice filled the room.

  He had transformed to a Baritone. I always wondered about that name, the card that he gave me that night, but until now it didn’t matter. His dick had me hypnotized.

  “Yes, I remember. But do you remember what I told you?” He stood up straight with his back to me. His ass muscles were even chiseled. “Ok and have you done that?” He asked whoever he was on the phone with. Sounded like they were in trouble.

  I enjoyed the view as I eased dropped but my mind started to recover and go over all the things I needed to do today. I hadn’t anticipated this long dick break that I took but it would be time to get out of here and head to class soon. Thank God today I only had an afternoon class.

  “Well good. If you hadn’t you would have been punished. You know what happened last time.” My ears perked up hearing that. It didn’t sound like he was joking either.

  “Ok, I will see you later. Do as you were told. Good bye.” With that he put his phone on my desk and got back in bed.

  “Sorry about that.” His voice was now at its normal pitch.

  “Was that business or pleasure?” I asked trying to slide in the subject.

  “Both.” He resumed his spot of my head laying on his chest and fingers in my hair.

  “So….what is the business exactly?” He stopped massaging my head. And took a deep breath.

  “Why do you want to know?”

  Why did I want to know? We were just fucking right? But somehow last night when he asked who I belonged to and I easily said him, that changed something for me.

  “Just curious. You know everything about me.” I tried to answer without sounding scorned or desperate.

  “The business that I’m in is giving women what they want and what they need. Some need and want different things. Yet, I provide.” I laughed.

  “So what are we doing then? Is it business or pleasure?”

  I had to know. If it was business I most certainly hadn’t hired him. But if it were pleasure then, in my sick twisted way I kind of felt special.

  “Which was it for you?”

  “Dammit I asked you. Answer the question.” I laughed at him.

  The master manipulator he was. This was about the longest conversation that we ever had.

  “It was pleasure.” He answered with a small chuckle.

  “So…let me get this straight. You are a hired Dick. A Gigolo, a Male Prostitute?”

  “Whoa whoa whoa. I am a businessman that provides a service. The same as you provide a service.” He was right.

  “Touche,” I was wrong for judging him. “I have never met a man in your…profession before.”

  “We are around. I just presented myself to you.” Now that made me think.

  “So I am a business prospect?” I sat up in the bed looking at him but he was already laughing.

  “No, you were what I told you. I wanted a private dance. It turned into more and...” He took another deep breath. “Honestly I found it a turn on. Having sex with you when I knew I wasn’t supposed to.”

  I wasn’t sure what to say. Why was I so damn upset anyway? He was just supposed to be a fuck, but now I had invited him into my bed, dumped Daniel, and worst of all I had given myself to him. That was deeper than sex. Last night he touched a part of me reserved for full time lovers, not temporary dick.

  I got up, I was confused and most of all I had fucked up. I tried not to show it as I grabbed clothes and tossed them around the room. I started searching for my robe. For some reason after showin
g him every part of my body, I wanted to be covered up.

  “Everything ok?” He asked sitting up in the bed still watching me.

  “Yeah, everything is fine. I’m just straightening up. It is morning. Can’t stay like this all day.” I lied.

  I could have stayed like that all day and night. I could have easily not went to class and called off from work again. But I was irritated now, somehow my guard had been let down or maybe he pounded away with his oversized dick.

  “I wanted to talk to you about something.” That stopped my manic need to clean the room.

  “Yeah wassup?” I said sitting down in my desk chair.

  I no longer wanted to sit beside him.

  “First of all. Let me give you this.” He said as he reached in his pants pocket pulling out a stack of money. At that instant I felt like a prostitute.

  “Here take it,” he said reaching out his hand.

  “No thanks. Consider this one on the house.”

  “On the house my ass. Your pissed because you want this to be more?” He put the money on my nightstand and reached for my hands pulling me back in the bed.

  “No, I’m just getting my shit together for the day.” I lied but somehow he had read me. I guess it was from his “business practices”.

  “If you want this to be more than just tell me. Because I definitely want it to be more.” Now that was news to me.

  “What..more like what? What are you talking about?” I needed to hear it exactly from his mouth.

  “More like possible a real relationship but how can I do that if my work is so..scattered. More can come later but honestly I can’t be monogamous. But maybe a woman like you would understand that.”

  A woman like me echoed in my ears. He started massaging my shoulders while my head played with the things he was telling me.

  “Could you play a certain position if I asked you to?” He looked deep into my eyes like he was trying to hypnotize me.

  “What do you mean a certain position,” I was deeply confused. This man was hard to read, like a secret agent.

  “Forget it. I have to go.” With that he jumped up and started putting on his clothes.