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It was 8:20 Saturday morning and Forever was finally dressed in his beige khaki visit uniform. He had spent all morning overseeing the perfect pressing of his uniform, the shining and polishing of his boots and the precise trimming of his goatee. The only thing he forgot was some picture tickets. He was impatiently walking back and forth in his cell waiting to be called to go to the visiting hall. He hadn’t held his woman or daughter in over eight months.

Nyla, on the other hand, was waiting impatiently in the visitors’ processing area with Tameerah who couldn’t be still. “Mommee, is it our turn to go in yet?” she asked for the fifth time.

“Not yet, baby. In a minute.”

Nyla thought to herself, In a minute. In a minute. Everything for the last five years has been hoped to be over in a minute. She would ask Forever, “Baby, when are you coming home?” His answer would be, “In a minute.” “When will we be able to live like a family?” “In a minute.” She was so sick of that phrase. “In a minute!” But being the strong, loyal, and dedicated black queen that she was, she had to show strength and stay positive. For the last five years every weekend she was in line by 7:45 A.M. to see Forever. So she told herself that she needed to go ahead and put on her game face. Not only for herself, but for Tameerah and Forever as well. But today, unfortunately, wearing that game face was kind of hard. She just wasn’t feeling it. And it was most likely because she got her period in the middle of the night. She was pissed, especially since today she was planning on getting some dick. She was just telling her sister Lisha that eight months was a helluva long time to go without. Lisha’s reply was, “Hell, yeah! Ain’t no way I wouldn’t be getting some dick on the side! You crazy, girl!”

Nyla was feeling crazy hot last night. After she put Tameerah to bed she ran herself a nice hot tub of water filled with oil and bubbles. She missed Forever so much and he sounded so good when she heard his voice earlier that she wished she could have jumped through the phone. Her pussy was on fire and her fingers were not getting the job done. This was one of those times that she wanted Forever so bad that it hurt. She used the back of her hand to wipe the tears away as she prayed for strength. But it seemed like the more she prayed the harder the throbbing got between her legs. Not being able to take it anymore she turned the water on, allowing it to flow at a nice warm temperature before scooting up, leaning back and placing her feet up on the walls. As the warm cascade of liquid ran over her pussy she imagined Forever’s dick making long deep thrusts while constantly rubbing against her clit. “Ssssssss,” Nyla moaned out. “Forever, I love you.” She groaned as the water beating against her clit and pussy opening brought her to orgasm. She scooted back, breathing hard as she began to cry. She couldn’t even ask, “What part of the game is this?” Because she already knew. So she turned the water off, pulled out the stopper and got out.

“Thompson!” The processing officer yelled, interrupting her thoughts.

“It’s about time,” Nyla mumbled as she glanced at her watch. It was 8:50. She had been at the prison since 7:45. “Come on baby.” She grabbed Tameerah’s hand as they headed for the front desk.

In the visiting hall Forever was pacing back and forth, anxiously waiting for his family. Ten minutes later when the first group of visitors came through the doors he heard, “Daddee, Daddee!” Tameerah yelled happily as she jumped into Forever’s arms.

“Tameerah, look how big you are. You’re almost bigger than me!” he teased as he smothered her face with kisses.

“No I’m not!” She giggled as he tickled her. “Daddee, today are you coming home with us? Me and Mommee want you to come home.”

“I know baby. I want to come too. In a few, I’ll be there. We got to wait a few more minutes. We can do that, right?”

“I want you to come home today,” Tameerah whined. “Why can’t you come today? You want me to ask the man Daddee?”

Forever felt his chest heave and stomach knot up. Nyla had to use all the strength she had to hold back the tears as Forever explained to Tameerah why he couldn’t go home with them today. It took Forever a good fifteen minutes of negotiating with his daughter and getting her into a positive mindset.

Finally, Tameerah nodded her head yes and hugged him around his neck. “Can I go play with the toys now?”

“Toys?” Forever teased. “I thought you came to see your daddy.”

Tameerah giggled. “I did. But I’m ready to go play with the toys. I’ll be right back to play with you. Okay?” She took off but ran back and said, “I gotta tell you about my rabbit too!”

Forever sighed, acting like he was disappointed. “I’ll be waiting. Give Daddy a kiss.” She kissed him on the cheek. “Give Daddy another kiss.” He kissed her on the lips and then gave her another one on the nose.

“Daddee!” She laughed.

“Okay. I’ma let you go. You coming back, right?” She nodded her head yes. “You gotta tell me about school and Mr. Rabbit.”

She laughed. “That’s not his name. I’ll be right back.” She squirmed away and he breathed a sigh of relief as he watched her run over to the toys.

“Excuse me Miss, can I have a hug?” Forever had turned around and smiled at the woman who had been by his side for the last seven years. She was seated with her legs crossed and was looking up at him. She was fine just like Halle Berry. Petite, same complexion and even had a similar haircut. He walked over to her. “Come here girl.” He pulled her up out of the chair. “I miss you so much.” He gave her a big hug.

“How much you wanna bet I miss you more?” She ran her hands up and down his back as she eased her warm tongue between his lips and melted in his arms.

Forever came up for air. “Mmmm,” he moaned. “That kiss said you do miss me more.” He guided her over to one of the big round poles and leaned her up against it. There were couples all around them trying to get a little something off before the visiting room officer told them to sit down. “Why do you have these pants on?” He pinched her butt cheek. “It’s been eight months since you’ve been down here and you show up wearing pants? What’s up baby?”

“What do you think is up? I got my period sometime during the night.”

“Damn Ma.”

She teasingly smacked the back of his head. “Nigga what? You ain’t the only one who hasn’t been fucked in eight months!”

“Watch your mouth girl,” he told her as he put her hand on his dick, which was already hard. As he simultaneously watched out for the visiting officer and played with her nipple she stroked his dick. “Damn, that feels good.”

“Does it,” Nyla said, more as a sexy comment than a question. She felt him grow harder. “How good?”

Forever sucked her lips. “So good that if you don’t stop we’re gonna have an accident.” He reached down and moved her hand. “Give me another kiss.” She stood on her tiptoes and gave him a kiss. She gave a few subtle grinds on that hard dick. Forever said, “Ma, you’re gonna have to slow it down. You’re starting something that we can’t finish.”

“I can finish it. You want me to finish it for you?” She was kissing him all over his neck.

“You know I do. Tell Daddy how you’re gonna finish it.”

“You can’t hit the walls but I can work the jaws.”

Forever smiled. “That’s why you’re my baby. Now tell me how much you miss this big tasty dick.”

“Let these guards blink their eyes and I’ll show you how much I miss this big tasty dick.” She went to unzip his zipper.

“Daddee, Daddee! I’m back!” Tameerah was yelling.

“Party’s over for the time being.” Forever kissed Nyla again as she zipped him up. Then he turned to Tameerah. “What took you so long? I’ve been waiting on you,” Forever said as he went and picked Tameerah up.

After an hour of playing with her dad and half an hour of eating microwave fish, fries and candy, Tameerah crawled up into her dad’s lap and went to sleep.

“Finally,” Nyla mumbled.

“Where does she get all of this energy?” Forever asked as he leaned over and kissed Nyla on the cheek.

“Puhleeze. You haven’t seen anything. Spend a day with her. Like all day Saturday or a Sunday!”

“I’m actually looking forward to doing that. So…What’s up with you? You’ve been mighty quiet most of the day. You seemed to be a’ight over the phone. I thought you would be glad to see me. Come here.” He leaned forward and playfully bit her lip. “What’s up with you? What’s on your mind?”

She played in Tameerah’s hair, not saying a word. Forever waited a few more minutes before asking her again. “Baby you gonna talk to me or what?”

“I’m just tired, Forever. I’m PMSing so of course that’s not helping none. I’m tired of you being in here. I’m tired of our daughter asking when are you coming home. I’m tired of you going to the hole. I’m tired of talking to you over the phone. I’m tired of sleeping in my bed every night all by myself. I’m tired of using my fingers. I’m just tired of being tired. Some days are much harder than others. And today is one of them very hard days. Shit Forever, I know you don’t think this is easy for me?”

“What?” Forever asked incredulously and was shocked at the same time. “What the fuck you tryna say, Nyla?”

“Why are you raising your voice Forever?”

“Don’t tell me how loud to fuckin’ talk! What are you tryna say? Spit it out!”

Nyla sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes. “Forever today is not the day. I said what I had to say. I’m just tired, okay? I’m tired of our situation. I know that I can get tired sometimes. I’m human Forever.”

“You’re human.” Forever’s voice dripped with sarcasm. “So, what, you tryna move on to the next nigga? You gonna wait to the end of the bid to flip the script on me?” Forever threw his hands up in the air in exasperation. “Ain’t this some shit!”

“You didn’t hear me say shit about moving on to the next nigga. Why are you jumping to conclusions Forever? This ain’t the first time I said I was tired of this shit and damn sure won’t be my last!” Nyla snapped back. “I used to be able to share my feelings with you. But the way you trippin’, trust and believe that won’t happen again.” She turned her back to him.

Forever fixed his gaze on her while at the same time attempting to digest what she’d said. Yeah, she’d said she was tired many times before but this time she seemed full of resolve. And fuck the macho shit! Nyla was his life. He damned sure wasn’t gonna lose her to the next nigga.

“Nyla.” He tugged at her elbow. She sucked her teeth and moved farther away from him. “Baby.”

“What Forever?”

“I’m sorry.”

“This shit ain’t easy, Forever.”

“I know it’s not easy. Have you forgot that we’re doing this time together? You think I like being separated from my family? You think I don’t worry about you being out there all by yourself? You think I like being able to see y’all only on the weekends, and under these conditions? Can’t get a decent hug, kiss, or feel without niggas being all in your face or telling you to back up! And the hole? I know you don’t think I like going to the hole. You know that’s not voluntary; I have to make money to take care of my family. I know I can get some credit for doing that. And I know you don’t think I like the fact that you sleep alone at night. It fuckin’ kills me that I can’t be there with you and my baby. So baby, keep in mind, the three of us are going through this together. We all are tired but at least we are counting down. A year and a half left. If you did five I know you can do a year and a half more.” He put his arm around her. “So what, you givin’ up on us?” Nyla wiped the tears from her eyes and shook her head no. “We’re counting down now, right?” She shook her head yes. “We can do these few more months can’t we?” She shook her head yes.