He moves his body from side to side, and the look on his face is one of pure ecstasy. “Ah baby, I don't want to come yet.”
He doesn't wait for me to protest; instead, he pulls me to the side of him and lays me face up. I'm as wet as I was before, if not more. I reach over to my side table. This time the condoms are right on top and not inside the drawer.
“You gotta fuck me, Kendrick. I can't wait for it.”
“Slide it on, Anita. I want to fuck you too.”
I wish you could see this guy's cock. It's so big and sticking straight out. So incredibly erect. There’s nothing like the feel of a big erect cock in your pussy, nothing like it.
With the condom firmly in place, Kendrick is on top of me inside me. I spread my legs wide, allowing him to get into the groove. It feels so good that I can't help but moan. And then I match his movements with even faster movements of my own. I want to fuck him hard, and I do.
“Yeah, baby,” Kendrick says. “You’re gonna hit it.”
I know Kendrick is close to exploding, just a few more thrusts will do it. I'm not quite there yet, but I don't need to be. Watching Kendrick come is more satisfying than a lot of things.
We're lying side by side, but this time face up. Our bodies touch and the natural light that was in the bedroom has turned to darkness. It's about 9:00 at night.
“We had a beautiful day today, didn't we?” I say.
“Yeah, you even got me on a Segway. I don't think any other woman would be able to do that.”
I laugh. “Well, that means I must be good for you, huh?”
He kisses me again. “Yeah, you're good for me.”
As I stare back at the ceiling, there's something I want to ask Kendrick, but it's strange bringing it up. “Can I ask you something?” I say.
“Sure, baby.”
“Who were those men you were talking to today?”
“What men?”
“Those men you were talking to when I went to go ask about the Segways. You seemed chummy with them.”
“Oh, them? Those are my homies from way back. They were just passing through.”
I want to ask him something else, but I don’t know how to do it. I’m silent.
“What is it, Anita?”
I guess I better just go ahead and ask it. “If those guys are part of your criminal past, you're not in that life anymore, right?”
“No baby. I'm not stealing anymore. I'm keeping it clean and staying on track, okay?”
“Well, I feel funny asking it, but I had to. You know I can't be dating a man who is doing criminal activity. You understand, right?”
“It's okay, Anita. Yeah, I understand. They were just passing through. I 've got nothing to do with them anymore.
“Because you’re a Bible thumping man now?” I smile.
“Well, to be honest, I haven't looked at my Bible much since I got out. Maybe I'm taking things for granted. I don’t know. But I should always keep God close, you know?”
“I just want you to stick to your plan of saving money and moving into your career as a truck driver. I don't want you to get sidetracked.”
“Don't you worry about me, Anita. I'm good. They did ask me if I wanted to roll with them again, but I flat out told them no. I'm on a new path now; you can count on that.”
I hug him tighter. “Good, because I like you and I want you in my life. Plus, you're a good worker.”
“Am I the best car washer you ever had?”
I laugh. “I don't know. I know you make love to me better than any man I've ever had.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“Yes, that's so.”
12
Kendrick
It's been two months since Anita and I have been hittin’ it. Work is going okay. I've shown up; I've washed cars; I get paid. I wish I could tell you that it's enough and that I’m cool, but I’m not cool.
I'm staying with my mom, and I am grateful for that. But it's going to take me a long time, on a car washer's salary, to get out. Plus, with me trying to save for truck driving school, that's going to cost me close to eight grand. I could take out a loan. But I don't want a fucking loan.
So, I hate to say it, but I'm sitting here on a yacht with Pie, Jerome, Elrod and four other dudes. The sun is shining; music is blaring; good food is available everywhere you look. There are also girls in bikinis walking around, but I'm not even looking at them. I don't want anything to do with any other women. Anita is all I want. But I'll lose Anita if she knows what I'm up to right now.
Pie comes over and sits next to me on the thick leather couches. All the jewelry he’s wearing must have cost him over $100 grand. “How's your drink, K?” he says.
I’m drinking some Hennessey, my favorite. “I'm good. But look, when are we going to talk about the setup? I can't stay here all day.”
“Relax, man. I told you. As soon as Terrell gets here, we'll work it.”
Terrell has a plan to hit one of the banks on the South Side. He and the others have scoped it out for a month, and they say they have a solid plan to rob it. They tell me if I want in on it, I can get in on it. The payout would be enough for me to get out of my mom’s house and start truck driving school.
But now we’re talking bank robbery, something I’ve never done. If we get caught and convicted, I’m sure I’ll be an old man before I ever get out of the pen, if I get out at all.
Two ladies sit with Pie and me. I barely pay them any attention at first, but it’s become almost impossible not to. They’re relaxed, obviously in on whatever it is that’s going on with the guys. I figure they’re the typical kind of ladies who roll with you through the mad times when you’re getting money through dirty means, and who will fuck you constantly as long as you slip them some of the dough, that is until you get busted or caught and they find some new nigga to leech on.
The ladies are not my problem at present, though, with Pie smiling from ear to ear and planting soft kisses on their bodies. I have heavier concerns at heart, and it involves a bank and taking money from that bank. Robbery was never something I envisioned going back to, but this scares the shit out of me than any normal breaking and entering job. We’re planning to rob a fucking bank. That’s next level shit if you ask me. Two things could very well happen during the process - getting caught, or worse, getting my ass capped by the cops.
Now, one of the ladies puts her arm around me. I smile at her, remove her arm, and I get up. I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m not sticking around. I don't want to stick around. Like I told you, Anita is the only woman I want.
I walk outside and stand on the deck of the yacht. Thinking about what my homeboys want to do has turned me into a man who has a lot on his mind. Do I trust them? Yeah, I guess. Their plan may work, but do I want to fuck around with it?
The temptation is ripe as fuck as I stand on the deck of this yacht. I can picture what the money from the robbery would get me as the cold wind from the sea breeze slaps my face hard. Returning to living large is right there before me, but, I don’t know.
Is it Anita? I ask myself, wondering if, in honesty, I want to fuck things up with her when things are looking real good.
Like the confused man I am, I sigh deeply, and close my eyes, while everything plays in a loop in my fucked up head.
Whatever money Pie and the others are making has got to be good. You can't buy something like this without having some serious paper.
Money is what I used to have before I got caught, and before I lost it all when they locked me up. When they caught me, it was just bad luck. That’s all it was.
Pie says there's no way I'll get caught this time. He says what they have planned might as well be a sure thing. And, they’ve done it before.
Besides moving out and starting school, I want to be able to take Anita to nice restaurants or buy her nice things without having to worry about money. I told her I had a lot saved, but that's a lie. I'm down to just a few hundred dollars. In no time, that will be gone. A car wa
sher's salary can't get me what I need to make it in this life.
13
Kendrick
Alex is in the TV room with me having a beer while Heather and Anita are still in the kitchen with my mother.
Alex and Heather came by in the late morning and have been spending the day here. They left Germany three days ago, and now they’re passing through. They’ll be leaving my Ma’s house tonight.
Alex won’t tell me exactly where they’re headed. They’re keeping it on the down low and not telling anyone, and that’s cool. I understand that. What he does say is that he and his girl are going someplace where he’s sure he and Heather won’t be discovered.
This is the first time I’ve met his girlfriend. She’s a pretty woman, nice long red hair. She seems like she’s in her man’s corner, and you can’t beat having a woman like that.
As for my lady, Anita, she came by later in the afternoon. She’s never been to my Ma’s house or seen where I live. So it’s good to move to that step.
Dinner was exactly how it usually is when my Ma has company. We were all at my mom’s kitchen table trying to eat all the food she had set before us. The thing with my mom is, even if you’re not hungry, she’ll still push food on you. She’s always worried that people don’t have enough to eat. It’s good food, don’t get me wrong, but even a big guy like me can’t eat it all.
The Bulls score, and Alex slaps the sofa. “Yeah! I got money on this game. You play the odds?”
“Nah, man. I’m broke remember? Anyway, I don’t know, buddy. They’re not looking too good this game.”
Alex takes another swig of his beer. He’s looking better than he did in the pen, healthy and obviously in love with Heather. They seem good for each other.
Alex hits me on the shoulder. “You staying out of trouble?”
I hear the women in the kitchen. I don’t think they’ll be coming into the TV room anytime soon. I look at Alex. “You want the truth?”
“Yeah!”
“I’m about to work another gig.”
Alex puts his beer on the coffee table. “Ah, Kendrick. Where’s your Bible? You need to go read it. Don’t do it, man. Don’t mess up what you’ve got going.”
“I’m broke, Alex. I don’t have shit, and I don’t like it.”
“I’ll loan you some cash just to keep you out of jail.”
I shake my head. “No. I can’t take your money, and I won’t take your money.”
“You mess up, and they’ll put you away for a long time. You know that, right?”
“Of course I know that. But they won’t catch me. It won’t be like before.”
“Man, you don’t know that.” Alex turns off the TV in the middle of the game. He looks at me. “Kendrick, I’m here for you man, but if you get into that life again, it’s not going to end well for you. You’ve got a second chance, man. Don’t blow this.”
I stare over at my Bible on the bookshelf. I haven’t looked at it in over a month. “I know you’re right, Alex, but it’s hard, man.”
“Yeah, life is hard. But I know you’ll do the right thing. I know you will.”
“I know you’re right.”
“Anita doesn’t care that you’re broke, man. You know that. You found a woman who doesn’t care about that.”
“Yeah, she is a good woman.”
“She’s a good woman who you’ll lose if you fuck up, Kendrick. Don’t do it.”
14
Anita
I enjoyed meeting Kendrick’s mother and getting to know her. She’s also one of the best cooks I’ve ever known, not better than my mother, but pretty close.
But something has happened that I’m not too pleased about. Kendrick doesn’t know it, and I’m not sure how to tell him.
I needed to go to the bathroom, and he told me just to use the one in his bedroom because the main bathroom was in use. There, against the wall by his bed, was a black leather bag sitting there open. I don’t know what made me look inside the bag, but I did. It was like something drew me to it.
Well, inside the bag were a gun, some black gloves, and a black ski mask. I mean, it was just like in the movies. What does he need with this shit, especially the gun and the ski mask? What the hell is he up to?
I can’t let it go; I just can’t. I need to know what Kendrick is up to before I continue with our relationship. He wants me in his life. No man introduces a woman to his mother unless he wants that. But I don’t want this to continue until I know what’s up.
I walk out of his bedroom; there’s Heather on her cell phone. She looks up at me.
“Hi,” she says.
“Hi,” I say. Heather, Alex’s girlfriend, is a pretty girl, and Alex is a good-looking person, too. Not only are they cute together, but they also seem perfect for each other. Heather is friendly and polite, but I’m no longer in a good mood.
“Hey, are you okay?” She says. Heather can obviously tell I’m upset. I’m sure it’s written all over my face.
“Actually, no I’m not.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“Where? We can’t talk about it now.”
“Sure we can. Let’s step into the backyard for a second. We can sit on the patio. Kendrick and Alex and Kendrick’s mom are in the TV room. I think they’re watching the Bull’s game.”
“Okay,” I say. “Let’s talk.”
“So what’s up?” Heather says.
I take a deep breath. “You and I both know that Alex and Kendrick met in jail, right?”
“Yeah, Alex is very fond of Kendrick. That’s why we wanted to stop by.”
“And it is true that Alex isn’t involved in any more criminal activity, right. He’s clean?”
“Yes. I wouldn’t be with him if he were back into that stuff. As soon as we get settled, I’m getting a job, and he’s going back to school. It might be a little hard at first, but we’ll make it. Why are you asking me all of this?”
“I found a gun and some other stuff in Kendrick’s bedroom, the kind of stuff you would need for a crime. The way it was sitting there in that bag, it doesn’t look like it was sitting there for long, you know?”
“You think he’s robbing houses again?”
“Or something. He may have hooked back up with some of his low-life friends from his former life. He had a gun in there, black gloves; a ski mask. What the fuck does he need a ski mask for? He would never wear something like that.”
“I don’t know.”
“If he’s back in that life, I’m gone, Heather. I mean it.”
“Well, I guess you’re just going to have to confront him. Ask him straight up if he’s robbing again.”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”
Heather gives me a hug. “My fingers are crossed that all that stuff doesn’t mean anything. I would hate for you and Kendrick to break up. You seem so happy together.”
“Thank you, Heather. Kendrick and I will be just fine if he’s telling the truth.” Tears come to my eyes. “God, I hope he’s telling the truth.”
15
Kendrick
The Bulls lost, but it was good to see Alex and Heather. Now they’re off, and Alex said he’ll contact me when they get settled up. I hope everything works out for them.
Alex is right, and it was a blessing that I talked to him. God is looking out for me.
I can’t get back into the life. It will be a big mistake for me if I do. So I’m telling Pie I’m dropping out. I’m not going to ruin my life, and I’m not going to ruin what I have with Anita. I love her too much for that.
Speaking of Anita, I’m kind of on edge right now. She drove over here in a good mood early this afternoon, but when she left, about an hour ago, she wasn’t in the same mood. I got a quick kiss on the lips, a quick goodbye, and that was about it.
I know women. Something is up with her. So, I’m going to give her a call.
16
Anita
I left Kendrick’s without saying much to h
im. In fact, I would have invited him to see the late show at the movies with me, and then back to my house. But that’s not what I did. I just said goodbye and left. It was such a lame way to leave, but I needed to think about this whole thing some more. How do I explain that I snooped in the bag and saw the stuff? How will he react to that?
Oh shit, that’s my cell. Kendrick is calling. I better answer it. “Hello.”
“Hey baby, what are you doing? You left so quickly.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry about that, but . . . Kendrick, we need to talk.”
“Okay, is everything all right?”
“No, not at the moment. I saw your black bag.”
“What are you talking about, Anita?”
“The bag, the black bag in your bedroom. The one with the gun, and the ski mask and shit.”
There’s a long silence. A long silence is never a good sign.
“All right, I’ll tell you the truth.”
“The truth? Shit, Kendrick. What have you done?”
“The stuff is for a job I’m set to do with some of my old people, but I’ve decided not to do it, Anita.”
“You decided not to do it?” I try not to raise my voice, but I can’t help it. “Why were you thinking of doing it in the first place?”
“Money is hard right now, and I got tempted, but I’ve come to my senses, baby. I don’t want to go back to jail, and I don’t want to lose you.”
“You’ve already lost me, Kendrick. And, I might add, your job. On Monday you can come in, I’ll pay you the rest of what we owe you, and you can get lost.”
“Wait a minute, Anita. You don’t mean that, do you?”
“I do mean that. I told you up front that I didn’t want any criminals in my life. I took a chance on you, but you played me for a fool.”
“Baby, I told you. I decided not to do it. I’m staying clean.”
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