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Queen
Damn! Not Again
Her face had been hanging over the toilet all morning, throwing up everything she drank or ate.
She pissed on three pregnancy tests, and each one was positive. The tears just ran down her face like a faucet. “I can’t…I can’t…I can’t…,” Queen cried out.
Merch always said he wanted Queen to have his daughter because she had cat eyes, and she let that shit go in one ear, and out the other, never taking him seriously, plus, she didn’t have an education or career, and she took that seriously.
Queen wanted a future with him, but the money came regularly, and that’s all she wanted right now.
He’s the only man that she’s been with since they started messing around, and he rides without a rubber since day one.
Queen sneaked out and had two abortions behind Merch’s back and pretended to be sick when he touched her. When she had the miscarriage, he was right there through everything, consoling her.
She started feeling bad about killing these babies, but now she’s not homeless, she has more money, and she knows he would help.
Queen said, “Who the fuck knocking this early?”
She grabbed a rag and washed her face, trying to throw everything away at the same time panicking. She looked through the peephole again, trying to hold her tears back, hoping Merch walked off.
Queen said, “Aww, shit! Merch! Where the fuck is his key?”
Merch said, “What the fuck! Open the door.”
Queen ran back to the bathroom, trying to hide the test strips and the empty boxes in the garbage. Knowing she wouldn’t have a choice in the matter if he knew. He started banging on the door again, hard as hell.
Merch said, “I hear your ass running the fuck around. Open the door now!”
Queen said, “Quit banging. I’m coming. I was using the bathroom, damn!”
Merch said, “Open the mooootherfucc—”
Before he could finish his sentence, the door swung open, and he pushed past her, walking in all fast, looking around as if somebody was there.
Merch said, “Who are you yelling at, Q?”
Queen said, “I was using the bathroom. Where’s your key?”
Merch said, “What’s up, Q? I heard your ass running around and shit.”
Queen said, “Nothing. What the fuck are you waving your pistol around for? Damn! Ain’t nobody in here. You’re spazzing.”
Merch said, “Don’t be speaking on what I’m doing like you’re warning some goddamn body. What the fuck!”
Queen said, “Oh my gosh! I’m not crazy enough to have another man in my house, knowing damn well you have a key.”
Merch said, “Don’t get fucked up, punk!”
He sat in the lounge chair they fuck in all the time, breaking his blunt down, noticing Queen’s eyes were watery as soon as he walked in, so he tried handing the flame to Queen, and she waved him off. “No, Merch,” Queen mumbled.
Merch said, “When did you start refusing the flame?”
Queen said, “Just flamed before you came.”
Merch said, “I don’t smell shit. Lying ass!”
Queen said, “We’re going to sit here as if you don’t have your key. Where’s your key?”
Merch said, “Queen, start cooking, I’m hungry.”
Queen said, “Where is your key, Merch?”
Merch said, “I don’t know! Probably lost it playing basketball.”
Queen said, “I don’t know how to cook either.”
Merch said, “Go cook some chicken.”
Queen said, “Yeah…Let me go fry up some keys.”
Merch said, “Funny ass. Damn! Them panties are looking right.”
Queen said, “My funny ass got my keys, though.”
She switched off hard, knowing that the boy shorts were rising in her ass cheeks. She wasn’t trying to hear shit he said, but her ass went to the kitchen to prepare some fried chicken, baked macaroni, lemon asparagus, and a lemon cake.
Merch flamed like two blunts and went to shower as usual. While brushing his teeth, he noticed a pink box on the floor behind the toilet, and he picked it up.
He just stood there looking at the lines comparing them to the instructions, and his body went numb. Once he figured it out, This is why she was crying, he thought. He wanted to storm out of the bathroom, but he held his composure. He started going through the garbage can rumbling for more tests. After he read the results for the other tests, he was happy as hell that they all read positive.
Merch said, “Positive. Positive. Positive. What the fuck!”
His phone started ringing, and Nyala’s name popped up. He sent it straight to voice mail, thinking he’s finally getting his baby girl and wife. “Fuck these other females,” he whispered to himself.
He wanted to see if she’d tell him, so he put all the boxes back the way he found it. Now he knew why she was running around crying and hiding shit.
Merch said, “That chicken smells good, bae.”
Queen said, “I tried a new seasoning called ‘keyless,’ it’s okay.”
She looked at him walking out of the bathroom with his white wifebeater, white basketball shorts on, looking fine as hell and loving how his manly power showed through the shorts, and his big-ass muscles glistening from the water, looking like a piece of melting chocolate with juicy lips.
He walked up behind Queen kissing her neck, pressing his manhood into her juicy ass, rubbing her nipple with his fingertips, and as soon as his other hand ran into her wetness, Queen closed her eyes.
Queen said, “Boy, stop! Before this food gets ignored!”
Merch said, “Turn around, Queen, and look at me.”
He slowly gripped Queen’s face with his big hands, pulling her face to his lips, kissing her slowly and passionately with his tongue all down her throat. Backing off slowly, they pecked each other’s lips, then she grabbed his dick.
Queen said, “Hold that thought, baby, until after you eat.”
Merch walked off like he’s the man, thinking to himself, I have a daughter, then he turned around and faced Queen.
Merch said, “Queen? Do you have something to tell me?”
Queen’s mind was somewhere else from all the grabbing her nipples and kissing her neck. In deep thought about the kiss, she didn’t hear him say anything.
Merch said, “Queen? Queen? Do you hear me?”
Queen said, “What? What did you say? You are throwing me off.”
Merch said, “Do you have something to tell me?”
Queen said, “No…Where’s your key?”
Merch said, “Quit asking me the same shit. I told you. I left them at my mom’s.”
After they ate, Merch flamed with his hands wrapped in Queen’s hair. He watched her head go up and down to the rhythm of the music.
He loved the smacking noise, the wetness, and how she made her lips tightly grip his tip.
When she climbed on top of his muscular thighs, she slid down, trying to go down on all ten inches of dick moaning, but she only mastered her rhythm on four.
Merch grabbed Queen’s cheeks, moving her up and down, trying to make her take a little more, but he started thinking about the test.
Merch said, “You good?”
Queen said, “Shut up, missing keys!”
“Yo ass funny,” Merch said. He was amazed at the wetness and creaminess but mad she didn’t mention the test results. Then he lifted Queen up and softly sucked her clitoris until she screamed out. “Why are you crying?” Merch asked. She motioned her head in a no motion and rolled to the side.
She heard him snoring and went to the bathroom, hoping he stayed asleep while she took the garbage out.
*****
That morning she woke up with Merch sucking her boobs like he was scuba diving and running out of air. She just looked at his ass like, First, you lost your keys playing ball, then you left them at your mama’s house, and you lie on somebody that I haven’t met.
Merch said, “You woke now?”
Queen said, “Yes.”
Beep, beep.
Merch said, “Let me answer that. Hold on, Q.”
Queen said, “Who is it? You’ve never told me to hold on. Why are you covering up the phone?”
Merch said, “What’s up? I was busy last night. I’ll be over later…I need to run somewhere. I’ll be back, Q.”
Queen said, “Before you go, can you leave some money to go shopping? And thank you.”
Merch said, “Take it out my safe. I don’t feel like running back in here.”
Queen said, “Aight! Don’t forget your keys. I might not be here.”
Merch said, “Quit playing with me. Make me another set, punk…Ouch! I’ll give you something to pinch.”
*****
As soon as he left, she showered and put on her clothes, took some money, and went to her aunt Teresa’s house.
Queen said, “I didn’t look at his phone. When I said something, he shh my ass.”
Teresa said, “What are you gonna do? Fuck up all the bitches he fucks? If you can’t handle it, move around. I see that you put some more money in that safe.”
Queen said, “Master gave me some more shopping money. Do we need some more packages?”
Teresa said, “Always. Now, let’s count this money…so I can put some money in my account too, shiiid. What about the baby?”
Queen said, “How do you know, Auntie? I haven’t said anything.”
Teresa said, “Girl, please. Are you keeping this one?”
Queen said, “Samaya telling ass. Why did you emphasize one?”
Teresa said, “No. Your attitude changes, you start showing feelings, and you stop smoking. When your sisters come, they need to know that dancing is out of the picture for them.”
Queen said, “Where’d that come from? I don’t want them dancing either. The fuck!”
Teresa said, “If you’re gonna keep having abortions, you need to start using condoms or birth control. Poor babies! If he’s allowing this shit, he’s wrong as well.”
Queen said, “No, he doesn’t know. He only knew about the miscarriage because he was there.”
Teresa said, “All I can say is don’t tell him. Seems like the type that’ll snap.”
Queen said, “Why are you coming at me?”
Teresa said, “First of all, if my sister were here, she’d tell you the same thing. Secondly, I don’t want my niece chasing behind somebody that doesn’t want a relationship, or knows when his chick is pregnant. And thirdly, I do care. Besides, this hustling shit doesn’t last forever. Get what you need, and move around. If you love him, suck that shit up, and claim yours. Let his ass know, we not no bitches.”
Queen said, “Anyways, have you talked to your daughter?”
Teresa said, “This is gonna wallop you keep playing with his babies. Now, anyways that!”
Queen said, “And if it does? You’ll be right here like always.”
Merch
Floating
Ax walked through the building, letting the renovators know what walls to knock down and the look they wanted to achieve. Tee showed the movers the things he wanted refurbishing and the things they were throwing away.
Ax said, “We’re getting rid of everything here, so take everything to the warehouse.”
Tee said, “When we pulled the old lockers out the dressing room, look at what we found, fam.”
Ax hired Teisha as his assistant, so she had interviews in the back for new staff, commercials on the radio, advertisements in the paper, and new business cards and flyers handed out for the grand opening.
Merch said, “What’s up, Ax and Tee? I see your girl handling business.”
Ax said, “Once you point her in a direction, her mind’s set. Rocky came by looking for you, and he pulled one of the strippers out the back door by her hair.”
Tee said, “He’s about to be exposed, and he’s pissed.”
Ax said, “Short arm, nasty ass!”
Merch said, “Damn! He doesn’t come across as the violent type. I’ll call his crazy ass later. Which female?”
Ax said, “He snatched her ass so quick, I didn’t see her face. Come back here and look at this shit.”
Tee said, “Damn! He had cameras behind the mirrors.”
Ax said, “He got pictures and videos of everybody. Nasty bitch!”
Merch said, “Where did you get this shit? Like what areas specifically?”
Tee said, “Found it in the locker room when we pulled the old lockers out. That’s not it. See this shit! It was more in the VIP.”
Merch said, “What the hell? Secret closet mothafucker.”
Ax said, “All this shit! Then he watched them change and shower. Nasty fat fucker.”
Merch said, “I’ll have my boy look over these documents. Now these pictures and tapes, I need to make sure my girl and her family not in this shit before I give it to him.”
Ax said, “Hope I’m not in them motherfuckers, while I’m laughing.”
Tee said, “Shit! I was in the VIP the other night getting good head. Erase me, too, fam.”
Merch said, “Fam, that’s why I’m taking this shit. We won’t be on this shit or the breaking porn news. I was back here, clowning on several occasions.”
Tee said, “What about all these guns?”
Merch said, “Don’t touch that shit without gloves, fam. Put it all in a bag. What’s on them DVDs?”
Ax said, “I’m not trying to get you sick right now.”
Tee said, “That’s why he snapped on ole girl. She was supposed to get this shit before he signed them ownership papers.”
Ax said, “Well, I do have good news!”
Tee said, “It’s more space now the walls are coming down upstairs. The lady’s dressing room and the customers’ bathroom is bigger without all the peepholes. We took out the benches on the wall, and that made the dance floor bigger around the stage.”
Ax said, “I need them two offices in the back knocked out, that’ll add space for the bar and VIP area. We can keep that front office by the entryway for the managers and staff.”
Tee said, “I’ll get the guys on it.”
Merch said, “Well, here’s the credit card for the business use.”
Ax said, “Let me show you this wall they knocked down upstairs and the new security system.”
Teisha said, “Hello, fellas…How are you doing, Merch? Ax, I handled everything. Can I get the dollars?”
Merch said, “Hello, Ms. Feisty. I’m good. How about you?”
Teisha said, “I’m not feisty, Merch. Just defensive. I’m good.”
Ax said, “Here’s two hundred, I’ll get you the rest tomorrow.”
Teisha said, “I have things to do, and this is not enough.”
Merch said, “Hold on, Teisha!”
Teisha said, “I’ll be back tomorrow to finish the interviews.”
Merch said, “Let me know if you need anything else, Feisty?”
Teisha said, “Oh, it was a fat man back there searching the ladies’ locker room earlier. When I walked by, he left in a hurry.”
Merch went in his pocket and pulled out so much money that Teisha couldn’t stop looking. “That shit made my pussy wet, boy,” Teisha whispered. He counted out two thousand and handed it to her and shook his head at her mindless boldness.
Ax said, “I had Teisha fill out an application for herself as well, so if we need anything else, we’ll call you.”
Teisha said, “Okay, Mr. Ax. Bye, Merch…”
Merch said, “See you later…What the fuck he all up in here for? The business is ours now.”
Ax said, “Damn! Fam, look! That new bartender fine as hell!”
Merch said, “Yes, she is! What make dude think he can keep coming in here unannounced? We found your collection and stash tapes. Now ask for it, nasty ass.”
Ax said, “When Teisha told me, I had already seen him leave. I went to check his ass, and he had pulled off too fast.”
Merch said, “This nigga came outside his body coming here without calling first. Fat ass!”
Ax said, “Trying to get his shit out the locker room, and he didn’t find it. He’s taking it out on a female. Pussy shit!”
Merch said, “It’s too late now! Do you need anything else before I bounce, fam?”
Ax said, “I’m good! My moms said thanks for the package. I’ll call you later.”
Merch said, “Family first.”
*****
Merch made a call to meet up with one of his friends that lived on campus. He needed a break from all the renovations and peeping toms shit. Then his family coming at him about his side business was pissing him off, knowing damn well they flamed right along with him.
Nyala said, “Come in, Daddy. I miss you, sexy.”
Merch walked in and immediately hugged her, grabbing her ass tight while pushing her into his hard manhood. She jumped up, wrapping her arms and legs around him.
Merch said, “Hey, baby girl. Kiss me!”
They kissed for like two minutes straight before he carried her into the living room.
*****
Samaya said, “Look, bitch! He moving around.”
Queen said, “I told you…I wasn’t lying about all these females.”
Tara said, “Cousin, I thought you were lying…Seriously!”
Samaya said, “You saw how she jumped into his arms?”
Queen said, “She does it every time. I got something for his ass, though.”
Tara said, “Have you gotten tested? Don’t be looking at me like that. When your ass gonna be in a secluded camp somewhere, and don’t call me.”
Samaya said, “I wouldn’t be able to hold my composure. Fuck this!”
Queen said, “Honestly, I don’t see how he has the energy to fuck all of us.”
Tara said, “Have you thought about who’s paying her tuition and rent.”
Queen said, “Right. I stormed up to the door one night. Thought about my sisters and turned my ass around.”
Toonie said, “Is he your man? Like, did he ask you to be his woman? You can’t trip over something that is not yours.”
Queen said, “Hold the fuck up! You sat back there this whole time with yo quiet moo—”
Samaya said, “Queen…stop! Toonie…shut up! Damn!”
Queen said, “Since you’re talking now. Did you tell her you went to some club the other night for an audition?”
Toonie said, “Whatever, private eye! Drop me off! Get out the car and peek through the window. Scary ass!”
Queen said, “Yo ass gonna have a black eye you keep talking, li’l girl.”
Tara said, “I think we need on all-black to do that.”
Toonie said, “Little enough to have since not to be following a man…”
Samaya said, “Y’all tripping! We’re going to all have on orange we get caught. The way she jumped in his arms is proof they’re fucking.”
*****
They flamed back-to-back while he counted his money, and she did her homework for law school.
Merch waited patiently, as he rubbed his fingers through her hair and poked her in the ears, trying hard to distract her. She wasn’t going because the last time she let him have his way, she almost failed her test.
As soon as the glasses came off, he knew what time it was, and he always followed her to the shower.
When she tried to put her hair up, Merch gently grabbed her hair in his palm, turned her head around, and pushed her head down. She kissed his tip, slowly massaging it with her tongue, opening her mouth, and letting it all go in like a pro.
She stood up to face him, and she watched his tongue swirl around her nipples. Not being able to take it anymore, she turned around, arched her back, raised her ass, and poked it out.
The water hit her body as he stroked passionately back and forth with pleasure, watching her moan as she tried to take the dick, and pushing him back with her hand.
He let her get away with pushing him, just as he got away with taking her time from finding someone that would love her the right way.
Nyala’s personality made her a different type of pretty from his other friends. She was book smart and pretended to be tough, which turned him on.
She stood at 5 foot 5; weighed 125 pounds; and had a 34D bra size, a nice round ass that sat up high, pale light skin, pretty feathered brown highlighted hair, good manners, and manicured hands and feet.
Most of all, she never judged him, and Nyala took him for the man he was. She brought out a patient side to Merch that no other female has never seen or done.
Nyala said, “It’ll be nice to spend more time together.”
She made him laugh, talk about his future, family, other chicks, and his current accomplishments, giving him ideas to help his business grow, and that’s what made her unique in his eyes.
All his other chicks had their hands out for money, mouths open, and she had a full scholarship off her brains alone.
He didn’t mind taking her to movies, out to eat, and shopping when he had time for her, so he made sure she kept money and flame in her bag for extra cash and to keep her around.
The flame sold so quick on campus that she was his number one hustler. He paid some of her tuition with her profits and made sure she put the other money in the bank with her allowance from her parents.
Nyala said, “I’m going to need an extra package. Everyone’s partying since finals are over.”
Merch said, “I’ll make it happen.”
Nyala said, “My parents want to meet you. Don’t look at me that way, Merch.”
Merch said, “Really? You speak on me like that?”
Nyala said, “Yes! They ask questions about the money and my future. They saw my car and wanted to know how I afford these things without asking them.”
Merch said, “I’ll see what my schedule looks like, because I’m not ready for all this, Nyala.”
Nyala said, “Excuse me…I thought we were past all this? Every time I mention my future, you leave.”
*****
Queen said, “Look how long he’s been in there. I’ve sat out here before, watched him take this bitch to a five-star restaurant, movies, and shopping sprees. Auntie stopped me from shooting at their ass.”
Tara said, “Auntie stopped you? I’m surprised she didn’t shoot. I have to fuck him up.”
Toonie said, “Oh, no! Now, we’re talking about life sentences…Samaya drop me off!”
Samaya said, “Chill, ain’t nobody shooting shit. Toonie, stop!”
Tara said, “I couldn’t fuck him freely and raw knowing he’s dicking down everybody. That’s too many juices.”
Queen said, “Anyways, she told me to get as much money from him as possible and stack that shit. I’ve been on my fake shopping sprees and movies by myself on his expense. Getting my hair done by Auntie, while I put that shit in my safe.”
Samaya said, “Text his ass to see if he responds.”
Queen said, “Tried that with Auntie in the car, and he doesn’t respond until he gets in his car. Auntie was so mad. She told my ass to double the amount of flame I get from him and give it to her. She went and bought me a strongbox to keep at her house.”
Toonie said, “Sounds like my mom. Thirsty!”
Samaya said, “She’s right, Toonie. Use this shit to your advantage, Q.”
Tara said, “Get tested!”
Queen said, “I am! He goes in empty-handed and comes out with a nice size bag. I’m getting mines with my thirsty ass.”
Toonie said, “She can say get tested, but I can’t?”
Samaya said, “Toonie…stop it! Damn!”
Tara said, “We should jump this nigga?”
Queen said, “Bitch, please! He has a gun, and will use it.”
Samaya said, “I’m not about to get shot over some pussy.”
Toonie said, “Me either! But, he’s leaving…Look!”
Queen said, “Good looking! He always stays with her longer than the other females.”
Toonie said, “Others? Wow!”
Merch pulled off, and they all ducked down, forgetting that the rental had some tint. Before they could say anything, Samaya jumped out of the car and walked up to the door. She had her hat pulled down with her tinted sunglasses on.
*****
Nyala said, “Hold on! Did you forget something?”
Samaya said, “Hey, girlie. Can you tell me where the rental office is located? I start next year, and my parents sent me down here to do their work.”
Nyala said, “Um. Sorry…I thought you were my man coming back. I believe they closed two hours ago.”
Samaya said, “Darn it! I thought the brochure had eight PM on it. Do you know any nice hotels around?”
Nyala said, “My fiancé owns a hotel. Let me write it down for you.”
Samaya watched her walk over to the table. Damn, this bitch fine and thick, Samaya thought. When Nyala walked back over, she smiled so hard, showing all her pearly whites.
Samaya said, “Thank you, girl. We need more nice people out here because a few people flicked me off.”
Nyala said, “No problem, see you around. And never mind these pricks. They did that to me my first year.”
Samaya said, “Oh! I’m sorry. My name is Nancy.”
Nyala said, “I’m Nyala. See you around.”
*****
Samaya ran and jumped back in the car. She stared at Queen for a minute before saying anything, then started the car, and pulled off.
Samaya said, “Let’s go, before you jump out this motherfucker and beat her ass.”
Queen said, “Say something. Don’t leave anything out either.”
Samaya told Queen everything but left out the fiancé shit. Tara started crying with her emotional ass.
Toonie said, “It’s not the girl’s fault. Why are you crying, Tara?”
Queen said, “I got this. I’m fucking him up. Oh my gosh! I hate him! Go back. I want to ask her something.”
Samaya said, “The last time you said that we were shooting at people.”
Queen said, “Tara, stop crying. Acting like you just saw Skunk. Da fuck! Besides, Merch ain’t the only real man out here.”
Samaya said, “Seriously! Don’t fight him. Fuck up his pockets.”
Toonie said, “Yup! Yup! You have to get like us li’l girls! We don’t get mad! We chase the bag!”
Queen said, “Yeah! Drop Toonie off first, Samaya. Suck that shit up, Tara!”
Tara said, “I’m crying because I’m mad. I would have knocked and went in to see some shit. Da fuck!”
Samaya said, “I’m confused. Why these fuckers got y’all yapping at each other? Da fuck! Treat they ass how they treat you.”
Toonie said, “Exactly! Simple shit!”
