Chapter 4
Girl Fuk That Polcanig
A Little Time Later . . .
Elica leaned forward on the table. Her eyes were tight.
“I’m going to hold your hand when I tell you this.
” She grabbed my hands. She always felt like she needed to hold my hand to tell me ignorant shit.
“Gorjess, the man didn’t just buy dogs; he adopted them.
You love it when people adopt from the shelter over just buying from breeders.
“He adopted three damn dogs to have a reason to be closer to you. He then had a specialty company come over and fix up an entire bedroom just for them. Did you forget that you sent me pictures? They have toddler beds, for crying out loud. Oh, wait. On top of that, you took him to that store, and he let you buy all that bullshit. Thousands of dollars’ worth of bullshit,” she said with a bland tone.
I put my finger up. “Nope. Nothing that we got was bullshit. Everything was needed.”
“What the hell do you mean we? You said that shit like y’all paid with a joint account credit or debit card.
” She giggled her bitch please giggle. “Look, what I’m trying to say to you is that he went out of his way to make sure he had a reason to spend time with you.
Also, it shows that he is willing to make a commitment.
All in all, bitch, you better fuck that nigga. ”
I roared in laughter so loud that I startled a baby, and she started to cry. I apologized, but her mother still glared at me like I was the devil. “Now you got that lady looking at me like I’m a problem.”
Elica sat back in her seat. “Yeah, you are the problem because you’re not fuckin’ that nigga. You are the whole problem.”
I made sure the volume of my laughter was more acceptable this time. “First, stop calling him a nigga. He is Polynesian. Secondly, I don’t see you being a problem because you’re not fucking Jessop.”
“First, you told me that he was a mix of Polynesian, Caucasian, and Black. That makes him a Polcanig. Yeah, that’s much better.
Next, why the hell do you assume that I haven’t fucked that man?
I fucked the roundhouse kick out of that man.
” She crossed her arms over her chest like she had solved a millennial problem.
I was too shocked to say anything right away. My eyes were wide, and my lips were agape. “Oh my goodness, you fucked Jessop?”
“Like a porn star who just signed a multi-million dollar contract and an endorsement with a vaginal probiotic company. You know pH balance is key,” she said with raised brows.
“Girl, when I let that man grab that bottom roll in the front while he was hitting it from the back, I knew he wanted me to be his last and forever.”
Once again, the lady with the baby looked at me like I was crazy because I laughed too loudly. When I gave Elica a death stare, she joined in on the laughter. Now mad mommy was mad with both of us. When my phone vibrated on the table, I picked it up. My cheeks rose.
She-Ra/He-man/Thor Daddy:
What’s up beautiful? What you up to?
Me:
Nothing much. I’m with Elica at her cafe.
She-Ra/He-man/Thor Daddy:
Cool. I want to take you on a formal date. Tomorrow night, 7 pm. I’ll pick you up at your place.
Me:
Oh, okay. When I get home I’ll drop my pin.
She-Ra/He-man/Thor:
Good girl. See you tomorrow. Oh my babies said hey. *Pic attached*
I swooned at his good girl reference, then my heart melted at the photo of his three little fur babies.
They were the cutest. He lucked up getting a golden, black, and chocolate lab from a shelter.
I honestly didn’t believe him. I called the shelter to verify.
I found out that they got in a bunch of puppies from a negligent breeder.
I think it was at that moment I knew I would fuck him, but I would never tell Elica that.
“Solomon just asked me on a formal date tomorrow night. He’s going to pick me up at seven. I’m so excited,” I told her.
Elica stood from her seat. “Let me check on these danishes in the oven. Oh, and that date better end in sex, or I’m gonna beat your ass.
Oh, I Think He Likes Me . . .
“How do I look, Tookie and Cookie?” I asked my babies. They lifted their heads for a second, looked me over, then went back to their entertainment. Their favorite movie was Lady and The Tramp.
Well, I guess it was fuck me for today. When Sol and I spoke last night, he told me to dress casually and wear sneakers.
I had no idea what he had planned, but whatever it was, I was excited to do it with him.
Unless it was something that would put me in jail for life.
I might do a little simple misdemeanor for some life altering dick and love.
I glanced at my outfit a final time. I went with a pair of skinny jeans, fitted T-shirt, and a pair of Vans.
My hair was pulled back in a neat ponytail.
I went simple on the jewelry with hoop earrings, and a butterfly necklace-bangle set.
I loved this set because my daddy gave it to me.
He said that I’d had it since I was a baby. As I grew, he got it sized up.
I always wondered why my sister Athena didn’t have one. When I asked her about it, she told me that she lost it when she was like ten. That didn’t surprise me. I loved my sister, but she was the most irresponsible person that I knew.
It was almost time for Sol to be here. I messed with my hair for a few more minutes before I left my room with Tookie and Cookie on my heels. I wanted to make sure everything was where it should be.
I loved my house. I rented it three years ago and didn’t see myself moving any time soon.
My landlord charged me eight hundred dollars less a month on my rent because I groomed her two dogs and dog sat when she needed.
She was an older lady who barely went anywhere.
Sometimes I would just go get the dog and make her go somewhere.
She was like the old ladies who sat in their windows and spied on their neighbors.
About ten minutes after I got downstairs, my doorbell rang. I trained my dogs not to bark at the doorbell, but they did run to the side windows to see who it was. Nervousness took over me, which was silly. It wasn’t like I hadn’t talked to Sol in some way every day since I met him.
I rushed to the front door, put my cool face and smile on, then answered the door. “Hey, you. You look handsome tonight.”
“Hey, beautiful.” He stepped into my space, wrapped an arm around my waist, then placed his lips on mine. Tookie and Cookie were just as excited to see him.
When we pulled away from our kiss, he greeted my babies. “Hey, what y’all got going on tonight?”
Their entire bottom shook from their tails wagging. I loved that my dogs loved him and he liked my dogs. I couldn’t be with a man that my dogs didn’t get along with. “Let me get my purse, put their movie on, and we can go. Come on you two. Let’s finish Lady and The Tramp.”
That was all my babies needed to hear to get in their position on their doggie beds. I felt Sol behind me. “Lady and The Tramp though?”
I peeked over my shoulder. “Um, yes. That’s my babies’ favorite movie.”
As soon as the opening credits started my babies were locked in. I grabbed my purse, then turned to Sol. “Let’s go.”
Life Size Fun . . .
“How have I lived in Charlotte this long and not know that this was a thing? Oh my God! That was so much fun,” I said before I wrapped my arms around Sol’s neck, then hopped into his arms. He made it clear a few days ago that he could handle all 243 pounds of me.
He chuckled then kissed my neck. “I’m happy you liked it. You said that you like Monopoly. I figured that you would like to play life size Monopoly.”
I never knew that it was a thing, but it was, and I wanted to do it more often. It was so much fun. “Well, thank you. Did you have fun?”
“Of course I had fun beating that ass.” His hand smacked my ass. “Your ass went bankrupt.”
I got down from his arms. “Um, you can kiss my ass. I let you win because I was excited. I just wanted to enjoy the experience.”
His head fell back with laughter. “Okay, if that’s the narrative that you want to go with, then that’s cool. Let’s eat. Winning takes a lot out of a person. Oh, and I’m gonna hold you to that kissing your ass thing later.”
He could hold me to it because I would have my ass out for him to kiss. I planned to follow my bestie boo’s advice tonight. “Lead the way so you can get to the ass kissing, Mr. Solomon ‘Warborn’ Leota.”
Full, Fucked, & Fervent
Much Later, Same Night . . .
“Yeah, bounce that ass on that dick just like that, Gorjess. Fuck! Just like that,” Sol said between subtle moans. You could tell he wanted to hold his moans, but this pussy was too miraculous for him to do so.
I looked over my shoulder from my reverse cowgirl position. “You want it like this?” I did a steady bounce with a muscle squeeze that matched the pace. “Or do you want it like this?” I sped up the bounce and pulsated my muscles on his dick.
I made sure that I kept my eyes on him the entire time. “Shit! Shit! Shit! I swear if you give this pussy to anyone, I will kidnap Tookie and Cookie. We will run away into the sunset, and you will never see us again.”
My bounce stopped to glare at this man. Why the hell would he say that crazy ass shit?
He smacked my ass and told me to keep bouncing.
When I didn’t, he did some MMA type move.
Before I knew it, I was face down, ass up, getting long dicked like I owed this man back taxes. “Sol, wait! I’m about to cum.”
“I feel that gorgeous pussy about to spit up on this dick. You need to get on some birth control if you’re not trying to have a baby. I’m telling you now while I’m in this pussy that I don’t give a damn if you do,” he said.
My pussy acted an unladylike fool. I snickered under my breath. “This pussy got you talking crazy. You don’t care if you get me pregnant, huh?”
His laughter lacked humor. “Fuck around and find out. You see how fast I adopted my babies without a thought. I’m not a man that has to think about the financial impact of . . . ah shit!”
I had to pulse these pussy muscles on him to get him to nut or I wouldn’t be able to walk in the morning.
This was our fourth session, and I had two grooming appointments in the morning.
Also, his talk about kids turned me on. If there was one thing that I wanted more than my fur babies, it was a real baby.
The bed dipped behind me. “You’re not shit for that, Jess. I got something for that ass later, though. Come here.”
I got myself together, then climbed up the bed to lie in his arms. It felt good to be there. My eyes closed when he kissed my forehead. “Jess, I was serious about that shit.”
I knew what he was serious about. I wanted to hear him say it outside of the haze of a nut. “You’re serious about what?”
“If you don’t want kids right now, then get on birth control. We’re both twenty-eight, and I’m ready to settle down. We probably should have used protection tonight, but we didn’t. Once you’ve had unprocessed, you don’t go back to processed.”
My head slowly tilted up to look at him. I couldn’t help my giggles. “Polcanig, did you just compare my pussy to processed and non-processed foods?”
His head bucked back. A perplexed expression took over his face. “What the fuck is a Polcanig?”
“Um, Elica called you a nigga the other day, and I told her not to call you that. She said since you were Black, Caucasian, and Polynesian that you were technically a Polcanig.” I shrugged my shoulders like my bestie boo didn’t create an ethnicity.
He lay there silently for a moment. “I don’t know whether to be offended or laugh. I think I’ll go with laugh. What the fuck is Elica on! Jessop said her mouth was crazy.”
I clapped my hands. “Let’s stay focused on the real subject at hand.
” I took a deep breath. “I’ll make an appointment to get on birth control.
I want children, and I admit that I wouldn’t be torn up if I got pregnant.
” My finger went up when a smile plastered on his face.
“I want us to wait until we are locked in.”
He rolled his body to lay on top of me. Our stare at each other was intense before he passionately kissed me. I was out of breath when he pulled back. “Oh, in case you need me to say it out loud, we are locked in.”