Pitbulls In a Skirt 3

by Mikal Malone

  When she came out of the door, looking like a million bucks, she was surprised to see Tamir was waiting in his truck to scoop her up.

  “Tamir…you’re my secret admirer?”

  “Yeah…you got a problem with it?”

  “No…it’s just that the last time I saw you, you said you were trying to get at C.”

  “And I still am.” Then he looked at her and said, “Why, you not trying to hang out with me now?”

  “C’s not a problem for me if he isn’t for you.”

  Tamir smiled and after a meal and a few drinks, Cute Nikki was fucking him about an hour later. To others around the way it seemed like she was hard to get when in actuality it just took a nigga with real money to get her attention, like C.

  “Damn this pussy good! You know how long I been watching your sexy ass?” Tamir said banging in and out of her wetness. Had he known fucking her would’ve been this good, he would’ve gotten with her a long time ago. Tamir’s plan was simple; to have the same virus run through C’s blood that ran through his own.

  “Tamir, you feel so good. Keep fucking me daddy.”

  “Open that pussy up,” Tamir said. “Yeah…just like that.” When he couldn’t take it anymore, he released his semen into her body, bonding them until death.

  “You ain’t cum yet did you?” She asked detecting the change of his motion. “I don’t wanna get pregnant.”

  “And I don’t want no more kids.” He lied. “I’m just taking my time with you now. So turn around and shut the fuck up.”

  When she obeyed Tamir felt C really should do a better job of picking a girl. Cute Nikki marked the second one of his girls he’d fucked and he knew before long, C would feel as bad as he did on a regular basis. At least it was his hope.

  “And whatever you do, don’t mention this to C.”

  -Daps

  Monie watched Daps jog to the car wearing a cute red leather jacket with gold studs and her face was tight. She had picked her up from C’s place in Emerald City and she couldn’t wait to ask why she was there. When the door opened, a cold rush of air hit Monie in the face blowing her long hair around. It didn’t take long for the heat inside her Honda Accord to warm her up again.

  “Girl…its cold as shit out there!” Daps said jumping in her car. She put her seat belt on and dropped her black leather purse on the floor and rubbed her hands together for warmth. “Turn the heat up.”

  Monie angrily pulled off in silence. “What’s wrong with you?” Daps asked after not getting a hello from her. “Don’t tell me you on your period, too.” She then turned the heat up herself.

  “What are you doing living with C, Daps? You know how I feel about him.”

  “First of all you can’t be my friend and think I’m doing anything with C. When you know how I am.”

  “You didn’t answer my question.”

  “Oh my, Gawd! You can’t be serious.”

  “Why are you living with him?”

  Daps wondered if she should tell her the unfortunate circumstances that occurred in her life, which caused her to live with him. She didn’t want the pity party but quickly realized since they were all friends, it was just a matter of time before C told her anyway.

  “I’m homeless and I’ve been living out of my car for the past few weeks. C found out about it when he was dropping me off the other day and was letting me stay here in EC with him and his mother until I got on my feet.”

  Monie felt like shit now and tried to clean it up, “I’m sorry. I should’ve known it wasn’t like that between you two. Why you ain’t ask me? You could’ve stayed at my place.”

  “Bitch, ain’t nobody trying to live with you and your nagging ass mother. Naw, I’ll take my chances with C.”

  “Fuck you,” Monie laughed. “But I’m sorry about thinking anything different.”

  “No what you need to be sorry about is the fact that you have yet to tell C how you feel about him. It’s been too long, Monie. You don’t know what he will say if you don’t let him know.”

  “He’s not into me. I mean…I thought I saw him looking at my breasts a while back, but when I called him on it he acted like he wasn’t. Said I wasn’t the right size.”

  “You still pretty. And it ain’t like your weight all over the place.”

  “Yeah, but it might as well be as far as he’s concerned.” Parked at the light, Monie picked up a box of cornstarch from her console, and grabbed a plastic spoon. She took five scoops out of the box and stuffed them into her mouth. She was moving for a sixth until the light turned green.

  “I don’t see how you eat that shit.” Daps said frowning. “What the fuck you get out of it?”

  “It’s good to me, can’t explain it.” She put the box down and pulled back into traffic. “I been eating starch since I was twelve.”

  “Anyway,” Daps said changing the subject, “Tell me about this party we going to tonight.”

  “Oh…yeah…a friend of mine from Tyland Towers says his cousin is leaving to play basketball overseas, so his uncle who’s a dealer, wanted to throw him a party at this hotel before he leaves. I think they booked like five rooms side by side and are leaving the connecting doors open so people can go back and forth.”

  “Any cute girls gonna be there?”

  “Ughhhh, bitch.” Monie shivered. “Even if there are, I don’t know if any of them like bitches.” Monie looked at Daps and said, “Make me understand.” She paused. “You real pretty. You dress fly and you got the body size every boy wants.”

  “So.”

  “So why don’t you like dudes? To me it just seems like everybody turning gay nowadays.”

  “Everybody ain’t turning gay, Monie. It’s just that people don’t feel like they gotta hide any more. It’s more socially acceptable to be who you are I guess.” When Monie didn’t bite she said, “Nobody with real sense would stay in this lifestyle unless that’s how you really feel.”

  “But why? I mean, what is it about being with another girl.”

  Daps decided to take a different approach, “Okay…you know how you like boys a lot.” Monie nodded. “Okay, well imagine if someone said it was wrong to like boys, and that you’re supposed to be with girls.”

  “Ugggghh!”

  “Good!” Daps pointed at her. “Keep that feeling…because the feeling you just felt, is how I feel if I had to be with a dude.”

  Monie looked at Daps and said, “Umph, well let us agree to disagree.”

  “We always do.”

  At The Party

  Daps had a slight buzz and still wasn’t feeling the scene one bit. She was on her period and was already irritated. In her opinion everyone was too ghetto and loud to be associated with her. Even if she wanted to push up on a girl, she didn’t see one she was willing to give five minutes let alone a lifetime. Since she wasn’t having any fun, she decided to take a few more drinks since it was all-free. And before she knew it, her bladder was on full and she had to piss.

  When she knocked on the door, she heard Monie’s voice say, “I’m in here.”

  “Monie?” Daps said frowning.

  “Oh, it’s you. Come on in.”

  Daps frowned at her offer, besides what was she going to do, sit on the toilet with her?

  “I’ll wait.”

  “Come on in, girl. I’m just rolling a spliff. I ain’t using the bathroom or nothing.”

  Daps unable to hold her bladder walked into the bathroom, locked the door behind her and pissed. Her head leaned back as the tingly sensation of releasing her bladder overcame her. In Daps’ opinion pissing when you had to go bad felt as good as an orgasm. Normally she would’ve been bashful about using the bathroom in front of someone else, but the alcohol had her not giving a fuck. Since she didn’t have a magazine, she watched Monie roll the blunt with ease and expertise. Monie’s face was void of expression as she made the perfect blunt.

  By the time Monie was done rolling, Daps was off the toilet and she and Monie were having so much fu
n by themselves, that they smoked the joint and stayed in the bathroom. Needing a little liquor, Daps went back into the party and snuck an entire bottle of Hennessey in the bathroom…they drank it all. Although they were brought together because of their affiliation with C, this was the first time they had conversation that was not related to him and they realized they had so much in common. When people knocked on the door to use the restroom, they kindly asked them to find their way to another room where a bathroom was available. After hours of drinking, talking and smoking, they both passed out cold on the floor.

  Daps was the first to awaken and was shocked at what she saw. Her face was lying on Monie’s bare stomach as if it was a pillow, and she had slobbered all over her. Not only that, but her bloody tampon was out of her body and lying on the floor next to them. Seeing this she sat up straight and looked down at her legs, only to discover that her pants and panties were off and lying over the edge of the tub.

  “Monie!” She said nudging her. “Oh, Gawd, please let us not have had sex.” When Monie didn’t awaken she sat up straight and yelled, “MONIE, GET THE FUCK UP!!!!”

  Monie finally budged and when she did, she moved to the toilet and threw up. Unable to stop herself, she did it again and again until her insides felt as if they were being pulled out of her body.

  When she was done Daps said, “Are you finished?”

  “I think so,” she said wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “What happened?”

  “You tell me. I mean, it looks like we had sex.” She pointed to the tampon on the floor, sending Monie to the toilet again praying to the porcelain God.

  “I may have been drunk,” Monie started not being able to rid herself of the nasty taste in her mouth, “but I would never be drunk enough to sleep with another bitch.”

  “Then why is my tampon on the floor? And why are my pants over the edge of the tub?”

  “I don’t know, but put them on so we can leave.” Monie stood up. “What time is it anyway?”

  Daps grabbed the phone out of her leather bag and looked at the time. It said 6:15 am.

  “It’s morning, girl.” She said. “Let me go get my shoes so we can get out of here.”

  “Yeah…let’s roll.”

  When Daps was dressed, they opened the door and Daps slipped into a pool of blood on the floor. It was all over her hands, knees, and chin. And when she looked to her left she saw a man with a hole in his head whose eyes were open in her direction.

  “OH MY GOOOODDDD!” She screamed.

  When they looked around the room they saw bodies laying everywhere. Bullet holes rested in different areas of their flesh but the end result was the same, extreme death.

  “What the fuck happened here?” Daps screamed getting up to wash the blood off of her.

  “I don’t know, but let’s get the fuck out of here before we find out.”

  In The Car

  Daps and Monie drove in silence for awhile before Monie said, “I remembered what happened. You were…”

  “Raped.” Daps said finishing the sentence. “He raped me when he came in the bathroom when we were passed out. I couldn’t fight him off and he took advantage of me.” She swallowed. “And while he was on top of me he was touching your breasts.”

  “I know,” Monie said hitting the steering wheel. “Nasty mothafuacka!” Then she quieted down. “If you remembered why didn’t you tell me?”

  “Because I want to forget it.” She said looking at her seriously. “And whatever you do, don’t mention this to C.”

  “You have my word.”

  “Are you sure you didn’t hit them?”

  -Tamir

  Tamir was having a bad day as he lie in bed in his room. The virus was moving through his system so rapidly he couldn’t get out of bed. So when his brother Oscar, who was Karen’s son, walked into his room, he was surprised to see Tamir in the condition he was in. Just a few hours earlier he seemed fine.

  “You okay?” He asked walking up to the bed.

  “Yeah…I’m coming down with something.” He said wiping his mouth with a piece of tissue. “But what happened at the party? Did you get them bitches?”

  Energy walked into the room carrying a cup of juice, she put it on his table and scurried out knowing they were discussing business.

  Oscar waits until the door closes before he said, “We killed everybody in the party and they weren’t there.”

  “Are you sure you didn’t hit them?” Tamir questioned. “I got the word the moment they got to the hotel that they were inside. It should’ve taken you no more than ten minutes to reach them.”

  “We looked everywhere, Tamir. I got the picture you gave me and know how they look.”

  “What about the bathrooms? You check them?”

  “Yeah…as a matta of fact, when we went into the last one, we caught this nigga coming out. We slumped him right where he stood.”

  They mistakenly thought that no one else was in the bathroom when they saw the man who had raped Daps walk out. After all, why would more than one person be in a bathroom at a time?

  “FUCK!” Tamir yelled. Energy ran into the room thinking he needed something and he threw the cup of juice at her head. It struck her and she fell to the floor. “Close the fucking door.” She quickly did.

  Having no remorse he said, “Move on C next. Don’t kill him though,” he said leaning to his left to throw up in a bucket. “Bring him to me alive.”

  “You got it.”

  “…if she was going to play this game, I was going to play it with her.”

  - Yvette

  I sat in the restaurant tossing the Salisbury steak I ordered over my rice. I was trying to see if I could make a mountain with the rice or if the whole thing would fall once I put the steak on top. Basically I was losing my mind and giving my attention to something I shouldn’t be, all because I didn’t want to talk to my girl about our relationship.

  “We talking or what?” Chris asked sitting across from me. “I mean, you ain’t said shit to me outside of what you wanted to eat since we got here.”

  “I don’t know what you want me to say. I mean, I told you I want the relationship, I just can’t be how you want me to be.”

  “And how is that?”

  “Like the other girls you use to fuck with, Chris. I’m not gay.”

  “Fuck!” She yelled banging her hand on the table. The rice pile I made on my plate flattened and I pushed it to the side, I didn’t want it anyway. “Why do you keep saying that? If you lick my pussy, than you gay.”

  A few people overheard us and I was overcome with embarrassment. I looked away from her and said, “I think we should space out for a little while. Since its obvious I keep irritating you.”

  “But I don’t want that.” She said with concern. “I wanna make us work before I just decide it’s not working and run, Yvette. I think that’s what you want me to do though.”

  “Well if you don’t want to space out and give this relationship time, what do you want?”

  “I want you to recognize what this is between us and help me build on it. I want us to start taking trips and spending time together. That’s what I want.”

  As she was talking to me, I looked across the way at a young couple that looked like they were clearly in love. Their relationship was traditional – a man, a woman and a child. They reached across the table and kissed one another as their child doodled on a piece of paper with a crayon. They were happy and then their realization hit me, if I stay in this relationship, I would never be able to have children.

  “I need time, Chris. I gotta have time to think things through. I’m not breaking up with you. It’s just that with everything going on in Emerald City, and with everything going on with my friends, I need time to breathe.” I searched my mind for more excuses and said, “And then with me saying it’s okay for my mother to stay with us for a while, all this we doing is just too much.”

  “What about with everything that is going on in your relation
ship? To put me on the back burner until you work things out seems like unlike everybody else, I ain’t important to you.”

  “Stop it.”

  “You not telling them that you need time to step away from their situations to focus on your relationship. I’m ‘sposed to be your life. We ‘sposed to be working on us, Yvette.”

  “Just some time, Chris. I think we should revisit our relationship later this month.”

  “So what we doing in between that time?”

  “Whatever we want.”

  “So if I started fucking with a bad bitch you wouldn’t care?”

  “I got one better than that, I want you to fuck a bad bitch.”

  “What?”

  “That way you can see if you really want to be with me or not. Because this is me, Chris, and I’m not changing a whole lot more.”

  “You won’t be satisfied until a nigga go up side your head like Thick. That’s what you want don’t you?”

  “I know you mad so I’ma let that slide.”

  Then there was a look that came over her that I can’t explain. “Aight, I’ma give you space. In fact, I’ma give you all the space you need. How much time you want?”

  “Three months.”

  “Done.”

  I was relieved I’d have a three-month break even though I was sure she wouldn’t be able to do it. We’ve done this before and the longest we’ve gone without her pressing me is two weeks. So three months is going to be damn near impossible, but if she was going to play this game, I was going to play it with her.

  “Like I feel like dealing with this shit now.”

  - Lil C

  Lil C who suffered from migraines badly was getting his dick sucked by Cute Nikki. She was on her knees in the tub with him, as he lay with his back against the wall. Her round yellow ass peaking out of the water wagging back and forth got him more aroused. C had learned from reading medical magazines that he could relieve migraines by having an orgasm and already the process worked better for him than any Tylenol he could’ve been prescribed. Cute Nikki held his balls with one hand while her mouth covered his penis.