A short story on Park Place...

Damn! That was good.
I was nervous at first.
Unsure.
As we got into it, I told myself I’ll just fake it.
He won’t notice.
Right!
We stop, pull up on the side of the road
What – What happened?
Take ‘em off!
What?!
Yo’ panties, take ‘em off
Oooh, I’m excited. Damn!
Aight, papi. They off, they off.
Hand up thigh, oooh its hot in here.
Before I could even think to help him out by opening up
I was already there
I can’t think straight
Breath girl, B-R-E-A-T-H!
Everything STOPS.
Chest heaving, deep breaths IN/OUT
He stopped.
Before I could look to see what happened.
His hand was stroking my hair
He whispers: I wanna watch
Huh?
Watch, what?
Go ahead, lemme see.
Pretend that’s my toungue
Hmm, I’ma fake this one – he won’t be able to tell and besides I been talking shit, so I can’t look like a punk.
Act like, I like this.
You like my toungue there?
Yea!
To myself, my hand is warm here.
What was that sound, sounds like a toungue liking
You like that
Hmm?
What does it feel like?
Warm. He’s got to be kidding
There goes that toungue sound again, but that’s my hand right?
Yea, its my hand.
Seat back- one leg up on the dash board the other follows.
I hear him faintly: You like to get your clit sucked
There goes that toungue noise again
But that’s my hand, but it feels so good
I like sucking on clits
There’s that sound..
God, its hot in here-Whew!
You like that? (That sound)
Yes.
You like it from the back? Yea, you look like you like to be bent over.
Heat rushing through my body.
Can I bend you over?
Yea.
Stroking my hair.
He’s talking, but I can’t hear him.
I’m somewhere else, in my own zone.
Its cold out, but I’m hot as fuck.
It must be getting good, I can hear your juices-I can smell you, and you taste good.
Whew, yes!
I didn’t think my clit could throb like that.
So, you think you gonna write about this?
What?
I’m up, I’m in my room but I was just…
Oh, I’m tripping.
I reach over to the other side for the remote to turn on the morning news.
I find my panties, instead.

12-21-04
BX 176