at us. They heard every word I had said. Their mouths were open too. They shook their heads in shame, but I was comfortable with who I was, but she wasn’t. I had to keep her in her place. “For your information I had diarrhea. Is there anything else you want to know?”
She shook her head no and started to eat her food. I did the same.
After the meal, I let her order some dessert while I prepared her for what I was about to ask her for.
“Ebony, I need you to pay my insurance bill on my car until I get a job.” I had no intentions on getting a job right now, besides I had two sponsors and a possible one in the greeter I just did in the bathroom. Juggling people and school was a job in itself.
“What?” She almost choked on her cheesecake.
“You heard me.” I had a stone-cold face.
“Ashley, I live paycheck to paycheck and you know me and my husband have a joint account. I can’t just spend what I want to out of it. He would kill me.”
“I know all of that,” I said matter-of-factly.
“So how was I supposed to get it then, if I was going to do it?”
“Oh, you are going to do it. You‘re the head deaconess at church, all you have to do is take out a love offering for yourself once a month.”
“Bitch, you have lost your mind if you think I’m going to be stealing from a church. And my parents’ church at that.” She was a light-skinned chick and her face was almost beet-red.
“Call me out my name again.” I warned her. “You know.... you never really know that the person you are intimate with is crazy until it’s too late. You’re in knee deep, bitch, so I suggest you do what I tell you or I could give this info to all the members of the choir at church and your parents.” I had slid my HTC Thirst phone over toward her and watched her eyes nearly pop out of her head.
“Go ahead and flip through the pictures. There are plenty.” I sat there as she went through the pictures. I saw tears water in her eyes and fall down her cheek.
“Now press the ‘phone’ button and scroll down until you see your husband’s name.” Her mouth flew open again. “He got a nice Facebook picture, doesn’t he?” I laughed. It was amusing to see the power you had over people when you knew stuff about them that they didn’t want anyone else to know.
“Ebony, I didn’t want it to come to this, but since it has, I just want you to know what I am capable of. I also got video of our sex session too. Press the ‘camera’ button twice if you want to see.”
She did as she was told and within seconds the sounds of her pleasuring me filled the air. She fumbled to get it to cut off, but heads still turned toward us in the few seconds that she had played it. At this point she was shaking and crying. Our waiter was coming our way as she handed me back my phone.
“Is everything okay?” she asked, mainly looking at Ebony.
“Yes, we are fine,” I assured her. “Well, I know I am. I don’t know about this soft bitch over there.” I shot a look at Ebony.
Ebony simply nodded as she dabbed her eyes with a napkin.
“Well, here is your bill. You can pay it at the greeter’s station on your way out.”
“Thank you,” I said to our waitress. “The food and service was superb.”
“Good. Have a nice day. Hope to see you again.”
“You sure will.”
“So do we have an understanding?”
Ebony nodded her head yes.
“I thought so.” I smiled, but she was still a wreck from the neck up.
“It’s the price you have to pay for living on both sides of the fence.” I schooled her. “Play or get played ... You just got played ... Now I’m ready to go.” We both got and walked toward the front of the restaurant.
“Go on out to the car ... I’m going to pay this bill and be right out.” She did as I asked and slowly walked outside.
I walked over to the greeter’s station to “pay” my bill. The girl I just offed in the bathroom was all smiles as I walked over. I handed her my bill with no
She shook her head no and started to eat her food. I did the same.
After the meal, I let her order some dessert while I prepared her for what I was about to ask her for.
“Ebony, I need you to pay my insurance bill on my car until I get a job.” I had no intentions on getting a job right now, besides I had two sponsors and a possible one in the greeter I just did in the bathroom. Juggling people and school was a job in itself.
“What?” She almost choked on her cheesecake.
“You heard me.” I had a stone-cold face.
“Ashley, I live paycheck to paycheck and you know me and my husband have a joint account. I can’t just spend what I want to out of it. He would kill me.”
“I know all of that,” I said matter-of-factly.
“So how was I supposed to get it then, if I was going to do it?”
“Oh, you are going to do it. You‘re the head deaconess at church, all you have to do is take out a love offering for yourself once a month.”
“Bitch, you have lost your mind if you think I’m going to be stealing from a church. And my parents’ church at that.” She was a light-skinned chick and her face was almost beet-red.
“Call me out my name again.” I warned her. “You know.... you never really know that the person you are intimate with is crazy until it’s too late. You’re in knee deep, bitch, so I suggest you do what I tell you or I could give this info to all the members of the choir at church and your parents.” I had slid my HTC Thirst phone over toward her and watched her eyes nearly pop out of her head.
“Go ahead and flip through the pictures. There are plenty.” I sat there as she went through the pictures. I saw tears water in her eyes and fall down her cheek.
“Now press the ‘phone’ button and scroll down until you see your husband’s name.” Her mouth flew open again. “He got a nice Facebook picture, doesn’t he?” I laughed. It was amusing to see the power you had over people when you knew stuff about them that they didn’t want anyone else to know.
“Ebony, I didn’t want it to come to this, but since it has, I just want you to know what I am capable of. I also got video of our sex session too. Press the ‘camera’ button twice if you want to see.”
She did as she was told and within seconds the sounds of her pleasuring me filled the air. She fumbled to get it to cut off, but heads still turned toward us in the few seconds that she had played it. At this point she was shaking and crying. Our waiter was coming our way as she handed me back my phone.
“Is everything okay?” she asked, mainly looking at Ebony.
“Yes, we are fine,” I assured her. “Well, I know I am. I don’t know about this soft bitch over there.” I shot a look at Ebony.
Ebony simply nodded as she dabbed her eyes with a napkin.
“Well, here is your bill. You can pay it at the greeter’s station on your way out.”
“Thank you,” I said to our waitress. “The food and service was superb.”
“Good. Have a nice day. Hope to see you again.”
“You sure will.”
“So do we have an understanding?”
Ebony nodded her head yes.
“I thought so.” I smiled, but she was still a wreck from the neck up.
“It’s the price you have to pay for living on both sides of the fence.” I schooled her. “Play or get played ... You just got played ... Now I’m ready to go.” We both got and walked toward the front of the restaurant.
“Go on out to the car ... I’m going to pay this bill and be right out.” She did as I asked and slowly walked outside.
I walked over to the greeter’s station to “pay” my bill. The girl I just offed in the bathroom was all smiles as I walked over. I handed her my bill with no
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