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Authors: Justin Amen Floyd
Mike was beginning to notice that Ant was fucking with that “white girl” a lot more often now. And Mike knew how easy it was for that “girl” to turn into a bitch that wouldn’t leave, no matter how hard you tried to throw her out. He wasn’t going to let his best friend turn into no coke head. He couldn’t let him go out like that. He’d have to talk to that nigga about that shit soon.
Mike pulled out his cell phone and dialed the number Nikki had given him the day before at the park. Meanwhile, Ant noisily continued eating his cereal beside him on the couch watching Al Pacino brilliantly play a refugee Cuban on the come up.
On the seventh ring Mike heard Nikki’s tired voice answer the phone. “Hello?”
“Hey, Nikki, it’s me,” said Mike.
“Me who?”
“It’s Mike, Nikki. Damn, you done forgot my voice that fast?”
“Oh no, I didn’t forget your voice Mike. It’s just that I was expecting you to call me a lot earlier than this. It’s late, and I was sleeping. I’m not used to getting calls this late in the night,” said Nikki with an attitude, irritated that Mike had waited so late to call. Any call past 10 O’clock from a dude was a booty call to Nikki. And after the conversation they’d had the other night, she really hoped that Mike wasn’t trying no shit like that.
“Yeah, that’s my bad, Nikki. I had meant to call you earlier, but there’s been a lot of shit going on today that I had to deal with.”
Thinking that this was just some lame ass excuse, she said, “Yeah? Like what?”
Briefly Mike went into what had happened to Meka, and the time he’d spent at the hospital with Glo and Ant D. Hearing the raw emotion in Mike’s voice, the irritation in Nikki’s own voice quickly melted away into concern. “Oh my God! Is she going to be alright?”
“We don’t even know yet. We gotta wait and find out.”
“Mike, I’m really sorry I came off on you like that a second ago. I had no idea what you’ve been going through.”
“You ain’t gotta apologize. I still should’a called you earlier.”
“So how are you feeling? Are you ok?”
“I’m dealing wit’ it,” Mike said, as images of Meka’s swollen body lying up in that hospital bed flashed through his mind.
After a few seconds of silence, Nikki said, “Mike, do you want to come over and talk about it?”
“I thought you stayed wit’ your mama and lil’ brother.”
“I do, but they’re both out of town visiting with some of my family in Florida. So I’m here by myself for the next few days.”
“Ok, I’ll come over. But you gotta make me a promise.”
“What?”
“You gotta promise me that if I come over, that you won’t try to take advantage of me,” joked Mike.
Nikki laughed, and said, “Ok, I promise.” But she had her fingers crossed.
Chapter 22
After he got Ant to drop him off at the hospital so he could retrieve his Escalade from the parking lot he left it in earlier that day, Mike rode out to Nikki’s apartment complex in Berea. Once he got there, he killed the ignition, got out and walked over to apartment # 37.
Just as he was getting ready to knock on the door, Nikki opened it and greeted him with a hug. She was wearing a white baby doll tee-shirt and a pair of tight pink panties. It wasn’t expensive lingerie, but it didn’t need to be. Nikki was one of those rare girls who looked sexy no matter what she had on. She was a modern-day Stacey Dash. Pretty face, green eyes, dimpled smile, and a tight, beautiful body. She gleefully said, “Hey Mike.”
Mike returned the affection and immediately became aroused by feeling Nikki’s warm, soft body pressed against his.
She noticed Mike’s developing erection, and said, “Let’s go inside.” She pulled Mike towards the living room, so he kicked the door closed behind him and locked it.
A few steps into the living room, Mike gently grabbed Nikki by the waist and turned her around so that she was facing him. Nikki stood up on her tip toes, leaned in and slipped her tongue inside Mike’s mouth, and gave him a slow, sensuous kiss.
While they passionately explored each other’s mouths, Mike let his hand drop from Nikki’s waist to her soft round ass, gently squeezing and rubbing each cheek through the soft fabric of her underwear. Nikki felt a fire slowly begin to burn between her legs, and within a matter of seconds the front of her panties were noticeably wet with the moisture of her arousal. Slowly she pulled away from Mike.
“What’s up, Nikki? What’s wrong?” He didn’t want to let her out of his arms. He was loving the way she felt next to him.
“Nothing’s wrong, Mike. It’s just that, if this is going to be our first time, I want it to be special.”
“This
is
special. Me and you together, and we both feelin’ the same thing at the same time. What’s mo’ special than that?” He pulled her back towards him. Mike bent his head down and kissed Nikki’s forehead, and then worked his way down her face. He kissed her closed eyelids, her nose, her lips, and then began to suck softly on her neck.
Nikki’s eyes remained closed, and she gasped at the pleasure that Mike was giving her body. After a moment it became too intense for her to bear. She jumped up in Mike’s arms, and wrapped her legs around his waist. She whispered in his ear, “Take me upstairs.”
Mike carried Nikki up the stairs to her bedroom, and gently laid her down on her queen-sized bed. He began taking off his clothes, so Nikki smiled at him and did the same. When she came out of her T-shirt, her full, ripe C-cup breasts with dime sized nipples were revealed, proving she was braless.
Mike looked at Nikki lying there on the bed, and couldn’t believe how incredibly sexy she was. It was like she had no flaws. He hurriedly pulled his boxers off and got onto the bed with Nikki, lying between her legs. Using his forearms to support his weight, Mike leaned down and slipped his tongue in her mouth again, savoring her taste.
Feeling his erection rubbing up against her stomach, Nikki lifted her hips and pulled her moist panties off. Mike immediately tried to get inside of her. In his haste, he missed the entry altogether. Nikki reached down between their naked bodies and grabbed Mike’s throbbing dick. She guided him inside of her already well lubricated pussy. Mike couldn’t believe how tight she was, or how good she felt. He began to quickly thrust in and out of her.
Nikki whispered into his ear, “Slow down, baby, you don’t have to rush. Take your time. I’m not going anywhere.”
Mike slowed down the tempo and started making passionate love to Nikki. She wrapped her legs around his waist, using her pelvis to match the grinding of his slow steady thrusts inside of her. She looked Mike in his face and bit her bottom lip in ecstasy. Every time he went deep inside of Nikki’s wetness he rubbed against her clit, causing her to lose her mind with pleasure. The feeling was so good that she didn’t want it to stop. But her tightness already had Mike on the brink of a powerful ejaculation. He tried to hold it back, but it was no use. In seconds, he was cumming violently inside of her. Nikki was far from disappointed though. She saw this as an opportunity to give back the pleasure she’d received, and at the same time get him ready for round two.
When Mike rolled over onto his back, Nikki got up on her knees and began kissing all over his body. She licked and sucked on his nipples, and kissed her way down her lover’s torso. When she got to his dick, which was limp and wet with her juices, she kissed that too, before putting it into her mouth. Nikki was far from experienced when it came to giving head, and it showed. But just the fact that she was willing to please him like that was enough to revive Mike’s erection.
Once she saw that he was ready for another round, Nikki mounted him so that she was on top facing him. Slowly she rode his rejuvenated dick up and down, and back and forth, loving the way he filled her up and stretched her insides. Nikki looked into Mike’s eyes and sped up the pace, going faster and faster until she reached her first orgasm of the night - but not her last…
For the rest of the night, and into the early morning, Nikki and Mike explored each other’s body. They each learned what turned the other on until finally, out of sheer exhaustion, they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Chapter 23
The sky was overcast with sadness as tears drizzled down from the heavens and fell upon the earth, wetting the many mourners who had gathered to see Shawn Christopher McGee’s body laid to rest. Closest to the rich mahogany wooden casket, standing under umbrellas in the front row was Shawn’s family. He never knew his dad but his mama, Renee, his two younger sisters, Ashley and Angela, and his grandparents, Ruth and Gerald McGee, were there. Renee was crying uncontrollably, her salty tears mixing with the rain as they trickled down her weary face. Her daughters had to hold her up in order to keep her from falling to the ground. She was overwhelmed with the indescribable feeling of grief. Seeing her only son getting ready to be placed into the ground from which he came was unbearable.
Standing on the grass behind the family were over a hundred mourners whom Shawn had touched in some way or another throughout his short life. Coaches, school faculty, old girlfriends, and numerous homeboys wearing black R.I.P. tee-shirts with Shawn’s photo on the front of them were all in attendance. Some of the people there hadn’t even met Shawn personally, but had seen him on the local news, or read about him in The Greenville Newspaper so much that they felt as if they had. They had lived vicariously through him and his many exploits on the basketball court, and now it was suddenly over. Cut short by a bullet that didn’t even have his name on it.
Among the many mourners who had gathered at the cemetery were Ant D and Mike, who had known Shawn for years. Shawn had always been cool with them, but he had never been in the streets like them. He might’ve gone to a party every now and then and had a few beers, but overall he was a good dude that went to school, got the grades, got the girls, and was on his way out the ‘hood to a better life. He wasn’t supposed to be laid up in that casket like that…but he was. Shit like that tended to happen in the ‘hood so often that it made Ant D wonder if there really was a God.
“…And so we gather here today… not to mourn the life of a young man that is no longer here with us physically, but to
celebrate
the life of a young man whose memories will be here with us long after his body has returned to the dirt from which God Almighty has created us all. Let us not cry any tears for young Shawn. Instead, let us smile and rejoice at the fact that his soul is now with the Heavenly Father in paradise…at peace,” said the dark skinned, heavyset preacher affectionately called Pastor Johnson.
He continued. “And let this be a wakeup call to all of us, especially to our youth, that life is a precious gift given to us by the Lord, that shouldn’t be taken for granted. It’s a gift that should be appreciated and cherished. For we never know when it will be our time to meet the Heavenly Father…”
Pastor Johnson took a brief reprise from his sermon to take a long look into the crowd. It seemed as if he was looking into each individual’s soul, and searching. “I’m tired, y’all… I said I’m tired, y’all! Tired of the killing, and tired of the senseless violence in our communities! How many more young Black men and women am I going to have to bury?! And for what?! For what?! We’re killing one another for nothing! It’s a cycle that’s been going on since the days of slavery, but we can no longer blame the White man. We’re doing it to ourselves! Brothers and sisters, this madness must stop! Oh, Lord knows I’m tired of seeing mothers burying their sons and daughters, before they even get the chance to find out what life is all about.”
Shawn’s mother was crying hysterically now, her family doing their best to console her and keep her from falling to the ground.