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Chapter 4
by sixman
Maybe in Another Life
Go Home
Zora never planned on doing hair, hell she could’ve stayed in Memphis and did that mess. One day she is going to own her own salon but for now she has to work that grind to keep the bills paid.
After a long and tiring day she is looking to getting home, taking a nice warm shower, and curling up with her boo. She leaves the shop and fights the traffic caused by an accident to make it back to her apartment complex.
She opens the door and enters when she is greeted by a big surprise.
“Hey!” Geneva says with a big tooth filled smile. “This is my friend Justin! This is the one I’ve been telling you about?”
When you make that choice to live the taboo lifestyle that creates major strife with her and her bible toting family, that makes you an outcast to most of the world, the last thing you expect is to come home and find your boo hugged up with a guy. Not just any guy but the guy.
Before they got together both Geneva and Zora had lives, normal heterosexual lives. They found each other as child of **** an ****. Zora was **** and Geneva was molested by her step dad as a child. Their families think that they are just going through a faze and avoiding dealing with their real issues by being different. The two of them have genuinely found happiness with one another, a trust and a bond that they could never get from the non-trusting men that entered their lives. They decided that they are happier without men in their lives.
While Zora’s experiences with guys have all been bad, Geneva had one good one, very good one that she walked away from. Since she transferred to her school there was always one guy who brought out a level of joy and happiness that nothing else did. One guy that romanced and charmed her better than she could ever imagined. The one whose dick was so big that she couldn’t suck it. The one who ate pussy better than any girl she’d ever been with. The one who loved her so good that she cried. The one who always gave her multiple orgasms. The one that she still regrets leaving.
Never in a million years would she had expect that guy to be the same guy that she met earlier that day. Not the guy that tried to pick her up. But there he was sitting on the couch with Geneva laid up all under him. She would get the truth about what he is doing in town.
For the next couple of days everything was about Justin, Justin, Justin. They’d be on the phone for hours, meet up for lunch, and he’d hang out at their place for hours at a time. Zora accompanied her on many of these outings only to sit there and watch the love of her life go crazy over this guy who came off as well advertised.
“They signed Justin to another ten day contract!” She boasted.
“Yeah!” Zora mockingly replied. She wasn’t thrilled. She wanted that Nigga gone.
“What? You don’t want him here?”
“No, no I don’t.”
“Why not? I thought you two were getting along fine.”
“It’s not me I’m worried about. It’s the two of you. Watching you two flirting and being all over one another. I’m not happy with this shit.”
“Jealous?”
“Angry is more like it. The one guy in your life that did it for you comes back and you two can’t be a part for five minutes. What’s going on, you trying to hook back up with him?”
“You know damn well I’m not leaving you for him. I love you.”
“Sure as hell doesn’t feel like it. I mean he comes here you damn near sexing him down.”
“Oh stop it. I like him. He’s my friend. We aren’t doing anything.”
“But you would if you could.”
“No I wouldn’t.”
“You are such a bad lair Geneva. You mean to tell me that if I gave you a pass to be with him you wouldn’t get with him?”
“If I get with someone you better believe that you’d be the one there.”
For the next couple of days it was still Justin. She had to admit that he was a cool guy and even though he has been going out of his way to make Zora like him it was the bond that he and Geneva had that bothered her. She did like the fact that he took them on a mini shopping spree where they got a couple hundred dollars worth of stuff from Victoria’s Secret. If he didn’t know Geneva they could be real cool, but they did.
She really started to worry when Justin had a bad game. He’d been playing great with the Hawks but with one sub par game and it the question of if they were going to re-sign him after the end of his second ten day deal started to float around. Geneva was actually devastated by the thought and worried like she thought the boy was going to die. Needless to say this didn’t make things any better. Hell since Justin came into town they haven’t done a damn thing. Every time she tried to initiate something she was either too sleepy, not in the mood or some other excuse. Justin calls at 1 in the morning and she is giddy as a school girl.
“What’s up?” Zora said when she got home one night. She walks in and Geneva is decked out like she is going to hit the town hard. She was wearing her Fuck ‘em dressed, a sexy cocktail dress that had Zora wet the moment she hit the room. Then again Geneva looked good as shit in everything that she wore. When you are 5’11” with a long athletic body, washboard abs that should be on a fitness magazine, and boobs and a booty like Tyra banks then it’s easy to get excited.
“I need you to get dressed.”
“Where are we going?”
“I’m taking you out. I want to spend some quality time with you. I want us to get dinner, hit a club, and then I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.” She proclaimed putting a smile on Zora’s face.
“What do I owe the honor too?”
“I just need to do it. I can’t have you walking around here mad at me anymore. I got to be true to what I’m feeling. I know this Justin thing is bothering you, but I want you to be cool with it. I want us to all be happy together.”
“I mean I like him. In fact he asked me out.”
“When?” She barked with a defensive tone that told Zora all that she needed to know.
“Before he knew that we were roommates.”
“Oh! Okay. He didn’t tell me.”
“He said it was love at first sight.”
“Oh he did huh? That Nigga’s gonna have to get punched.”
“He didn’t know.”
“Do I look like I care? So let me ask you this. If I weren’t in the picture would you?”
“Would I what?”
“Would you have gotten with him I guess I’m asking is with what you know now and if you weren’t pussy whipped would he been someone that you considered?”
“Yeah. I can say so.”
Geneva chuckled, “He’s worth it.”
“Yeah, maybe so but you are mine now.”
“Now and forever.” She said as the two shared a deep passionate kiss. It is the kind of kiss that had Zora wide open. She was so ready to do it that she couldn’t wait. “Save it for tonight.”
“I don’t want to. We haven’t done it for almost a month.”
“I know but I want to make up for it tonight.”
“You better be good. If I don’t get any I’m gonna explode.”
“It’ll be good but you have to promise me something.”
“What?”
“Promise that whatever I say or do tonight that you’ll say yes to.”
“Why do I have to promise that to you?”
“Let’s just say I’m in a freaky ass mode and I don’t need you backing down.”
“Like when haven’t I ever been down?” Zora asked.
“True, but I need you to promise me.”
“Okay, fine. I promise.”
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Ten Days in Atlanta
An aspiring NBA player gets more than he expects in the Dirty South
Created on Sep 16, 2007 by sixman
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