(Part 2)
Rayne T. Marzett

Maybe I deserve
To be mistreated sometimes
Maybe I deserve
To even be lies to sometimes
Maybe I deserve
To be cheated on sometimes
But I don't care
Maybe I deserve

I was about half way to Atlanta when the car phone rang. "Wassup?"

"It's me Angel."

"What's the matter?"

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry about this afternoon. I know that you are trying and I shouldn't be complaining because you care for me a great deal."

"You have nothing to be sorry about lady. You were only asking for what you deserve. Are you going to be staying at the house while I'm gone?"

"I think so. Is that alright?"

"Yeah, that's why I gave you the keys. I was just going to tell you that there is some money in the purple box in the night stand by the bed. That should keep you until I get back. I'll see then okay? And we'll talk about all this when I get home."

"Yes. I'll be here when you get back. I love you Chrystyen."

"Love you too Angel, bye. Take care."

I spent the two hours that I had from the time I got to Atlanta till the time my meeting started thinking about the situation with Angle. Why was it that I didn't just want to be with her? Why did I need other women in my life to make everything seem right? I know that I do love her. I know that I would prefer her to any of the other women that I kicked it with. I also know that if I don't make the decision to keep her or let her go soon I'll lose her and I really don't want that. Trying to have my cake and eat it too is going to get me fucked up one day. I had this very problem once before when I was seeing Dana. But the thing was that I didn't want to really be with her. It was a convince and I didn't have the "balls" to tell her that I wasn't interested in being with her. Eventually I got my act together and sat her down to explain to her what was going on in my head and heart. She did the very thing I was trying to avoid. She was crying and upset. Mostly at the fact that I had wasted two months of her time and love.

I went down to the bar in the hotel and had a drink and a smoke, trying to mellow out before the meeting with the PJS Distribution rep. I looked at my watch and saw that I had fifteen minutes until the rep showed up. I was glad that I was almost done putting this line together. It has been so much hard work that I don't know how I got through it all. And now after all of the work and sweat in two days it would be all over. all I'll have to do is run the company. I had the waiter show me to a table and told him that I was expecting Mr. Talbert in a few minutes, and if he could show him to my table there would be a big tip in it for him. He said that he would and gave me a smile. I hadn't been waiting five minutes when the waiter returned with Mr. Talbert. I stood and shook his hand and thanked the waiter with a nod and a smile. Lets get down to business shall we, I said.

Mr. Talbert was a short stocky white man with unusually long hair for a businessman. He wore a blue suit that was too big and a pewter tie that did not seem to be doing anything for the suit. Along with the fact that he reeked of Aqua Velva and bad cigars. The worst thing was that I caught him checking himself out in the mirror above my head one too many times. I hope he didn't think that he was doin it.

"We at PJS Distribution can provide you and your business with many areas of sell and marketing. All you have to do is tell us what areas you would like to market and what groups."

"Well my main area would be butches, studs, and black women with big butts who have a hard time finding pants to fit tight in the ass and thigh areas properly."

(Chuckling) "Well that's going to be a tough job for us to do."

"I can find someone who can if PJS Distribution can't do the job. I didn't come all the way to Atlanta to waste my time and money on a maybe from you Mr. Talbert."

"I like your go-get'emness Ms. Rainier." Clearing his throat.

He looked shocked and impressed to be hearing me say that. I gave him the serious gas face and told him that I had another meeting with his company's biggest competitor tomorrow and that they promised me that they could do what PJS couldn't or wouldn't do. I was lying my ass off. I hadn't even spoken with the other guys except for to set up the meeting.

He composed himself and said, "I can and will deliver you a package that will be sure to make your business grow with in the year. Within five years your company will be the highest grossing clothing line in the country. How does that sound?"

"I think that we may be doing business together. I'll call you within the week to let you know and draw up the details."

Mr. Talbert called the waiter over and ordered a scotch on the rocks and asked me what I wanted and I ordered a Long Island Ice Tea. When the waiter returned with our drinks he proposed a toast. "To good no great business and lots of money." Sounds good to me. Clink. I drank my drink and told Mr. Talbert that I had other obligations and that our meeting was over from my point of view. He agreed and stood as I did. We shook hands, I left a twenty for the waiter and I was out. In the Rover I lit a clove and got myself ready for my evening with Nikki.Say when you love someone You just don't treat them bad Ohh how I feel so sad Now that I wanna leave- She's crying her heart to me How could you let this be?

Donnell Jones

Nikki Coredoe lived about 30 minutes away from where I was staying. I remember I met her at Freak-Nik. She bumped into me and made me spill my drink all over my shirt on Peachtree St in a club. I told her that since I had to go all the way back to my hotel to change my shirt that she should come pick me up tomorrow and take me out to make up for it. She agreed and we went to some place that she knew of, where she impressed the hell out of me. She was smart, funny, and into a lot of the same things that I was into. We like the same books and movies; the only thing was she liked the Falcons and I'm strictly a Titians fan. I was an English major and she was a chemistry major. We both attended H.B.C.U's. I was into her and we kicked it for about a week. I had to be back at school and so did she. If it wasn't for that we would have been a serious couple. She's been a "friend" ever since and much appreciated many times. It was amazing to me how many chance meeting with women have turned into relationships like the one I had with Nikki. I can't explain it and I've damn sure given up trying to understand it. I don't know if it's me or the women I meet. I don't think I'll ever know. I can say one thing though. It's been one hell of a life, and I wouldn't trade a single day of it for anything.

It was about 7:40 when I got to Nikki's house and rang the doorbell. "Ms. Rainier How are you today?" she said giving me a strong hug and kiss on the cheek.

"I'm fine and you?"

Nikki looked like Nia Long only a little taller. She had gotten a hair cut since the last time I had seen her, which made her look even more astonishing. She had on a pair of high cut daisy dukes that showed a little cheek and fit to her ass perfectly. A tank top that was tied in the back. Nikki once told me that she tied her shirts to give her breast some kind of showcase, and it was working. I remembered that she told me she liked when men looked at her with that "I would love to fuck you look". Especially if she and I were together, because she knew something that they didn't. I was the only one hittin' that. She invited me in and showed me to the living room area where I had a seat on the loveseat. She sat across from me on the couch. I noticed right away that the room had filled up with Beauty her perfume of choice, and that under those dukes she wasn't wearing any panties. It's just something about a woman that smells good that drives in insane, but then again most things about women do. I stared at her remembering what happened the last time, and with wild thoughts of what we would be doing later on that evening. She caught me tracing ever inch of her 5'8 130 pound frame. She read my mind and told me that I had to wait to play. I told her that I didn't have to wait for anything that I wanted.

"How is everything going for you? I asked even though I knew by her demeanor that she was just fine and everything had to be going good or even great."

"Everything for once in my life is right. I am doing well in school, I have a great job lined up at the big hospital when I graduate from med school next month and my mother has not tried to set me up on a date in three months."

"That sounds damn good. I remember the last guy she tried to fix you up with. Did you ever see him again after you ran out on him at the restaurant?"

"I saw him at my mothers house like the next day. Girl he was sitting on her couch crying like a bitch, telling my mother what I did to him. After that she never 'hooked' me up again."

"That's funny as hell. And that was bogus on your part though."

"Yeah it was, but he was trying to fuck the first two minutes of the damn date. How is your life going? Last time I saw you, which was about a year ago you were working on your clothing line."

"I'm almost done with it. I'm meeting with distributors while I'm in town. And after I pick one I can decide on the debut date."

"That's so wonderful. I'm impressed. I know I'm going to get free hook-up right?" she said smiling her pretty smile.

"Fa sho. The only big problem I have is Angel."

"Ohhh! She must be pushing for the c word from you. How long have you been stringing the poor girl along Chrystyen?"

"We have been hangin out for a year and a half. And I'm not stringing her along."

"Let's face it you need her and she definitely needs you so what is the problem?"

"I don't know; I just feel like it's not time for a commitment."

"Just like a man. Won't commit fa shit!"

"Anyway! I didn't come here to talk about this. What are we going to do today?"

"I thought that we could go grab a bit to eat at the Soul Food Restaurant downtown and have drinks at the bar while I whip your ass at a couple games of pool."

"Sounds good but you know that you'll never beat me at pool. I never pay for ass whuppins anyway."

"Ohh this one is on me. I've been practicing and I think I got you now."

She changed her clothes and we set out for an eventful evening. A part of me was hoping that she would keep the outfit she had on. It was like old times hanging out with her. I was never under any pressure when I was with her. I always felt like how I am was enough for her. I think that was what I loved about her the most. And I think that she felt the same way. We were ying and yang souls, fitting more perfectly than hand and glove.

Needless to say the evening went well with Nikki. I did let her win at the pool game, though she didn't need much help. We had a great dinner and conversation at her favorite restaurant. She asked me to stop by the store on the way back to her place. I did as she asked. We pulled in to a Great Giant parking lot and went munchie shopping. Chips, cookies, wine coolers, and a pack of Garcia Vegas. One more stop and we were ready for a fun filled night. I pulled over at an all night smoke shop and picked up more cloves and off we went. At her house I rolled three blunts of the finest high quality H2O in or around Atlanta. Selected some music for us to listen to while Nikki changed her clothes. She came into the den with the Great Giant bag and put everything but the chips in the mini bar fridge. She handed me a cooler and told me to "blaze it up baby."

We sat lessoning to a mixed cd that I found in her collection. We sat around on the floor drinking and reminiscing about the past and what we hoped to accomplish. She was gone after the first shotgun, and we had two more to smoke. After the second blunt and three coolers she was coming out of her silk pajama shirt that she had changed into earlier. Under that she was wearing this pink lace bra and panties set. She did more for draws than any other woman in the world. I think sometimes that they were made just for her. As R. Kelly's Seems Like Your Ready came pouring out from the stereo she did this sexy dance and told me that she was ready. Her hips mesmerized me as she swayed back and forth like she had been working at the Blue Flame all her life.

I pulled her down on the floor next to me and kissed her like never before in my life. For about 20 minutes we just Sat there exploring each other's mouths with our tongues. I could feel her hands making circles across my back; urging me to go further. I searched her back for the bra strap that stood between me and those beautiful 36D breast. Once out of the bra I laid Nikki down and began to devour her nipples. Taking one in my mouth to suckle and teasing the other between my thumb and forefinger. Her chest heaved as I began my trail down to her sweet spot. I lived for Nikki's moans; they were the song that made me want to please her on another level. I stopped just short of my goal and shook my head like I wasn't going there. Her eyes wanted me to, but she knew the game.

I got up and went into the kitchen to get the blow pops out the freezer. When I returned she had her panties off and her hands exploring her soaking pussy. I smacked her hands away and told her that it was time for a treat. I pulled the blow pop from my mouth and began running it up and down her slightly hairy lips. Moving it inside her with a rhythm mixed with the coldness of the blow pop; I was sure to have her coming in no time at all. I teased the hell out of her hole, just when she was ready to blow I slowly moved from her hole to her clit. "Ummm. That's it baby. Work my clit." Half the blow pop had dissolved and was mixing with her juices. It was time for the icing on the cake.

I gave her the blow pop to suck on as I went deep sea diving. She tasted just like the watermelon flavor of the blow pop. Nikki gyrated her hip to the same pace as my tongue; slow then fast I had her right where I wanted her. When she was ready to cum I stopped and gave her a sly look. "Don't tease me Chrystyen! Not now!" She rolled me over and sat hovering her pussy over my face. "Eat," she demanded. She balanced herself with hands on the couch above us as I let the tip of my tongue trace her trim. I inched two fingers into her and sucked her clit like the experienced pro that I am. Soon she was riding my hand and face at the same time. Nikki yelled out, "Ohhh God" as she let go of one of the longest orgasms I have ever witnessed. It went on and on, almost like two in one. She collapsed next to me and said she couldn't move.

I got up and ran into her room and looked in her top dresser draw for the Herc. Came back with him strapped on and told her to hold on. She squealed with delight as I put her legs on my shoulders and plunged in with little force. Nikki grabbed at my breast to massage them, but the pounding I was giving her mixed with my sweat made them slippery and after a while just settled for the carpet. She was matching my strokes with her raised hips. She screamed with pleasure as I bit down on her thigh. All I could hear was her saying, "Ohh God, make me cum baby." I turned her around on all fours.

Before I could get the tip of Herc in she was cumin. All I could do was hold on to her hips. She had the wildest orgasms. She rocked back and forth for about 5 minutes before she was spent. I gave her a long kiss and a smile, asked her would she like to go one more round? She smiled and said no. All she wanted was to smoke another blunt and go to sleep. I complied with her wishes. She asked me was I going to stay the night and I told her that I would but I needed to leave early for a meeting. She pouted for a while then fell asleep. I scooped her up in my arms and carried her into the bedroom, laying her in the bed and covered her up. About five in the morning I was awaken by a sharp pain in my chess. I shot up in bed and looked around for who or what could have hit me. But there was nobody there and Nikki was dead to the world. I felt sad all of a sudden and the pain began to worsen.

My mind jumped to Angel. Something was wrong. I jumped out of bed and started to get dressed. My noise woke up Nikki. She asked me what was going on. I told her that I didn't know. That I needed to go. She understood and kissed me good-bye at the door and told me to call when I got back to the hotel.

On the way back to the hotel I thought of Angel, and what she said to me earlier that day. This was one of those times when I wondered if she was a reason, season or a lifetime. I had to catch her before she left for her 8:00am class, but I didn't or she just didn't pick up the phone. She was respectful like that. If I weren't there she would not get the phone because it wasn't her house. Or maybe she decided to stay at the dorm. So I paged her and waited for her call. The whole day went by and I hadn't heard from her.

I was beginning to get worried after my last meeting. I was going to stay another day, but I just couldn't. Something was telling me to get my black ass home. I called Nikki before leaving and thanked her for the great night and told her that I had to leave early because something was wrong at home. She understood and wished me good luck on my line. I checked out of the hotel and broke every speed limit getting home.

Part 3

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