Alexis couldn’t believe her luck. “Damn, I can’t believe you actually ran out here after me.”
“There are still good people in this world.”
“I see that.”
“I’m Lana,” she told Alexis as she handed her the purse.
“Alexis.” Before she could get another word out of her mouth, she felt herself heave.
Lana took a step back. “Are you okay?”
Alexis shook her head and ran a couple of steps down the sidewalk. She stopped and threw up. Embarrassed out of her mind, she turned around to see Lana looking at her.
“Want me to get you some water or something?” Lana asked.
“You would really do that?”
“Sure.” Lana turned around and started walking in the direction of the bar door but she stopped and looked at Alexis. “Maybe you should come with me into the ladies room.”
Alexis followed and was basically taken care of. Lana helped her clean herself up and sat around and talked to her until she felt well enough to drive home.
“Oh, hey. How are you?”
“I’m good, how are you?”
Alexis wondered how long they were going to stand there and say, “Hey, how are you?” So she was honest and said, “Shit, I’ve had better days.”
“Anything I can do about it?”
“Do you always help strangers?” Alexis asked.
“Well, you’re not a stranger anymore. So, again, is there anything I can help you with?”
There really wasn’t, so what could Alexis say other than, “No thank you.”
Alexis looked around the room and wondered if everyone was gay. Was she the only one in the room that slept with men?
“Who are you here with?” Alexis asked Lana.
“I’m a friend of Sharon’s.”
At the mention of Sharon, Alexis looked up for Champagne and noticed they were both gone. I wonder where they went, are they making love? After having that thought, she was surprised to find herself feeling a tinge of jealousy. What the hell?
“I’ll be right back. I have to go to the bathroom.” Alexis left her standing there and went to look for Champagne.
As she made her way to the back, supposedly in search of the bathroom, she peeked into a room that was empty. For all I know they could be outside. It was then she heard voices and if she wasn’t mistaken, one of them was Champagne’s.
The bathroom was next to the room where the voices were coming from. I wonder if I can hear what they are saying if I go into the bathroom? As it turned out she could. Not only could she hear what was being said but there was a door that connected to the other room.
Alexis made sure the bathroom door was locked and she cracked open the other door, hoping they wouldn’t hear. If she got busted, she’d make up some kind of excuse. Whether it was believable or not, she’d deal with that when the time came.
“I can’t see you in that capacity,” Champagne was saying.
“Are we going to go through this again?” Sharon said. She stood in front of Champagne and pulled her to her so that their pelvises were touching.
“Go through what?” Champagne asked.
“Go through the whole I can’t see you thing. You know you want to.”
“I’m getting married,” Champagne told her although she and Zyair still had not set a date. But there was no reason to tell Sharon that.
Alexis watched as Sharon kissed Champagne on the neck. What the hell, am I becoming a voyeur? I wonder if Champagne is going to put up a fight?
She didn’t have to wonder because Champagne didn’t. She closed her eyes and moaned instead.
“Come on, let me fuck you Champagne, let me do to you what your man does.” Sharon then placed her hand on Champagne’s pussy.
“You have company. You need to go entertain your company.”
Alexis couldn’t hear what Champagne said because there was a knock on the bathroom door. She had to quietly close the adjoining door.
After flushing the toilet and turning the water on in the sink, she said, “Just a minute.” She looked in the mirror and found that her face was flushed. She took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out, letting the other person in.
When she entered the living room, Champagne was coming from the back and headed straight for her. She couldn’t even look her in the eye.
Once she was up on her she said, “Let me follow you home, I need to talk.”
Alexis looked at her friend who was obviously torn between her love for Zyair and her lust for this Sharon character and told her, “As do I.”
They quickly said their good-byes to everyone and were on their way out the door when the female who assisted Alexis that night came up to them with a piece of paper in her hand.
She handed it Alexis, winked and told her, “Call me.”
Alexis took it without saying a word.
* * *
When they arrived at Alexis’ house, she was exhausted. It had been a long and draining day. It hit her the second they walked in. The last thing she felt like doing was having a conversation and it seemed like that was the last thing Champagne felt like doing as well.
“Girl, I’m tired. You mind if I stay in the guest room.”
Thankfully, Alexis changed the sheets each time she slept in there with someone. “Where’s Zyair?”
“I called him on my way here. He’s at the courthouse. They finally got a judge to sign papers to have Thomas released.”
“What the hell happened, Champagne?”
“I know what didn’t happen and that’s that Thomas was as surprised as anyone that those women were underage. He was surprised they were even there.”
“You think he’ll see me tomorrow?”
“I’m sure he will.”
They were standing in the hall heading to separate rooms when Champagne asked, “Oh, how was your date with the young dude?”
Alexis smiled and told her, “It was really nice. I’ll tell you about it in the morning.”
“All right, love you.”
“Love you too.”
When Alexis walked in her room, she sat on her bed and thought about what she’d witnessed between Champagne and Sharon. She thought about how wet it made her and how fast her heart began to beat. She knew that she would have watched everything had something more gone down and if there wasn’t a knock on the bathroom door.
Damn, was her curiosity getting the best of her? Would her openness and willingness to be this new sexual being allow her to sleep with a female? Was it something she could actually go through with?
Alexis fell asleep with these thoughts and perhaps that explains her having the dream she had, the dream about Lana entering her with a dildo.
“Come on, try it, you just might like it.”
Alexis looked at her with the double-sided dildo in her hand. She wondered what she was going to do with that thing. So she threw up both her hands.
“Okay, you need to slow it down. I’m not ready for that. Heck, I thought there was more romance to this whole lesbian thing. You’re acting like a man that just wants a slam bam thank you ma’am sex session.”
Lana smiled at her and said, “My bad. I just wanted to get it started before you changed your mind. In the past, it has been my experience that you first timers are less likely to stop once I penetrate you with the dildo, but I’m sorry, lie back.”
Alexis lay back and Lana started to kiss her. In one smooth motion, they went from kissing to Lana pressing Alexis’ breasts together and sucking on both nipples.
Lana started to go lower and kissed Alexis from her breast to her belly button. She was giving every nook and cranny of Alexis’ body attention, whereas, some men couldn’t care less.
Before Alexis could catch her breath from the tender kisses, she felt Lana’s cold tongue run the length of her vagina.
She placed her whole mouth over Alexis’ clitoris and started to lick and suck and lick and suck. Alexis’ body started to react to every st
roke of her tongue.
Before she knew it, Lana had placed a finger inside her vagina and was sucking on her clitoris and working her finger in and out. Just as Alexis started bucking her hips, Lana stopped and reached for a double-sided dildo. She gently rubbed it up and down the lips of her vagina until she finally slid it in.
Alexis felt like she was going to cum immediately.
She heard Lana whisper, “Don’t cum yet. Hold it. I want to cum with you.” Lana lay so that her pussy was facing Alexis’ and she put the other end of the dildo inside herself.
They both started playing with their clitoris until they exploded at the same time.
When Alexis woke up the next morning, her pussy was sticky and all she could do was smile, because she remembered every detail of the dream. Even though she smiled, she speculated on the meaning of the dream. What did it mean, if anything? Was the dream because of what Champagne was going through, was the dream because she was around a bunch of gay women or was she starting to get curious as well?
Chapter Fifty-seven
Know your enemies as well as you know your friends. Know what motivates them to despise you so.
Zyair and Elliot Hart, Thomas’ attorney, waited on Thomas to come from the back where the possessions he carried with him when he was locked up were being held. It had been a long-ass night and a half for him and he couldn’t wait to get home to take a hot-ass bath. Being in a cell was not something he wanted to experience ever again. It was cold, it was dark, and there was a damp old smell to it that he knew was clinging to his body.
When he walked into the front of the county jail, he was surprised not to see any press. There sure was enough of it when he was getting arrested and when he was brought in but now that a brother was released, they were nowhere in sight.
Zyair and Elliot appeared to be in deep conversation when Thomas saw them waiting. Hopefully they were doing what he had been doing all night and that’s trying to figure out who the hell was out to get his ass.
“I’m a free man!” he said by way of greeting.
Zyair was the first to stand up and give him a brotherly hug. “What’s up man? You okay? No one bothered you in there, did they?”
Thomas shook his head and laughed. “Damn man, you’re acting like I was in prison and shit. I was in a holding cell.”
“You do know you’re going to have to do damage control to keep your reputation, perhaps put out a statement and give an interview,” his attorney stated.
“Yeah, but that shouldn’t be a problem. People know me and they know that underage shit wasn’t my doing.”
“I didn’t think it was,” his attorney said. Although one could never be sure what a person was or wasn’t capable of. This was one case where he had no doubt because when the ladies arrived Thomas was nowhere to be found, and when they were questioned all they said was they were invited to the party. They claimed not to know the name of the person that called them.
“Sir,” one of the officers said, “We need you to fill out some papers.”
“Man, I’ll meet you out front,” Thomas told Zyair while he and Elliot went to sign release papers.
Once done and standing outside, Elliot told Thomas, “We’ll talk later.”
“I’ll call you tomorrow.” Thomas needed the day to think.
“Let’s make it before then.”
“Let’s not.” A bath, some rest, and an errand were the only things on his mind.
All Elliot could do was agree. After all, he worked for Thomas not the other way around.
* * *
Once in the car, Zyair asked Thomas, “What the fuck is going on with you? Be honest with me man. Did you fuck with someone’s wife or fuck someone over?”
“If I did, you would be the first to know. Not only that but messing with another’s man property, those days are long gone. You know I’m trying to make an honest man out of myself.”
“Well, it’s obvious someone is out to get you, first the car and now this.”
“You think I don’t know that? You think I didn’t run down the list of people I know and have done business with?”
“What about that female who told Alexis she was pregnant by you? Shondell?”
“Nah, man. I don’t think she has the kind of contacts for some shit like this, but you best believe I will either be stopping by her crib or giving her lying ass a call.”
“Do you think that’s wise?” Zyair asked. “I think right now your concern needs to be clearing your name.”
Zyair was right, that should be his concern but he had another concern and that was Alexis. He’d thought about her all night. Was she that upset by what she was told that she chose not to come to the gathering? If she was that meant she cared for him more than he thought.
“Have you talked to Alexis? Does she know what went down?”
“Of course she does. Champagne stayed at her house last night. She said something about some dude following her.”
Thomas didn’t like what he was hearing at all. If he found out who this character was, he was going to get the beat down for real. Thomas knew what he had to do and that’s call out the big dogs; the fellas from his past, perhaps even do some investigating. Damn, here he goes again investigating someone. He really didn’t want to have to go there because Alexis was not happy with him about the first time. But at least she learned who Khalil really was.
The rest of the ride was silent except for the music playing in the background.
Thomas was thinking about Alexis and Zyair was thinking about DaNeen. He ran into her a few days ago and found that he couldn’t get her off his mind. He knew just thinking about her was trouble but his mind didn’t always do what he wanted it to. He was a good man, normally a faithful man who slipped that once and didn’t plan on doing it again. It’s just that something was going on with Champagne. She’d seemed distracted lately and he was feeling a little left to the side. They were going to have to talk about whatever it was and hopefully fix whatever it was. Then that way maybe, just maybe, his mind wouldn’t wander.
Chapter Fifty-eight
Before you can face others, you need to face yourself.
Alexis was in her office with the door closed looking at the flowers Gavin had delivered to her.
That morning when she woke up, Champagne had already left. There was a note on the kitchen table. It said, Hey girl, I didn’t want to wake you up but I did want to let you know that Zyair picked up Thomas last night and I’ll call you later.
Alexis looked at the clock and saw that she had hours to go. She needed to see Thomas and speak with him. She needed to hear his voice and know that he was okay.
No, she hadn’t forgotten about Victoria’s mother. At this point all she could do was hope that the pregnancy story was a bold-faced lie.
Alexis’ schedule was packed for the day. She had a meeting with the school superintendent. She also had to counsel a couple of students and get ready for a conference.
Normally, she tried to get out of going to the conference, but because her life had become somewhat of a mess and her mind was confused about who she was and who she wanted to be, she figured the getaway this conference afforded her was just what she needed. Plus, it was in Tampa, Florida, which meant she could extend her stay and visit Miami.
Alexis picked the phone up off her desk and dialed Thomas’ number. On the first ring, someone knocked on the door. She hung up because she didn’t want a half conversation with him.
“Come in.”
The person who walked in surprised the hell out of her. It was Shay.
Alexis stood up and went around her desk to greet her with a hug, but when she put her arms out, Shay gave her a look that stopped her in her tracks. She quickly put her arms down.
“I’m glad to see you, Shay.”
“Are you?”
“I wouldn’t say it if I wasn’t.”
Shay just stood there, not saying a word, just looking around.
“So?” Alexis
asked, waiting to hear what she had to say.
“So?” Shay repeated.
Alexis could see where this was going and if it was going to go anywhere, it meant she was going to have to take the lead. Alexis sat down on the couch that was against the wall. She crossed her legs and thought maybe she should wait Shay out, let her have the first words.
Shay cleared her throat and tried to think of something to say. I don’t fucking want to be here. If it wasn’t for Shamel’s ass, I wouldn’t be.
Alexis looked at her watch. “I don’t have all day Shay. You came to see me, so there must be something you want to say.”
Placing her hands on her hips, Shay told her, “I ain’t got shit to say. I heard you’ve been looking for me and wanted to know what you wanted.”
Fed up with the attitude and not wanting to play who can be the biggest ass, Alexis patted the seat next to her. “Come sit next to me.”
“I can stand,” Shay told her.
“I have been looking for you. I’ve been worried about you.”
“I can take care of myself.” Shay told her as she tried to picture Shamel with her guidance counselor. Shay thought about what transpired in the office with Shamel, how he fucked her and basically told her to “step off.” It was their first time having actual intercourse and she wanted it to be different. She’d gone down on him a few times over the past three months and she was trying to build it up to be more. She was hoping that he would become her sugar daddy and take care of her, but after the way he treated her, she just didn’t see that happening.
“How? By working at a strip club?”
Shay rolled her eyes. “I was doing just fine until you came in there. What were you doing in there anyway?” She wanted to see if she was going to tell her anything about Shamel but Alexis wasn’t falling for it. She was a grown-ass woman and she wasn’t going to give a child information about her life.
“That’s not important, what’s important is why you’ve chosen to go the route you’re going. Why are you stripping? You’re smart, Shay. You used to be an honor student. What’s going on with you?”
“You’re asking a lot of personal questions.”
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