This time he rode in the front as Khevasiah weaved in and out of the lanes; straight ripped off of the champagne. Junya noticed, and asked that she pull over. "I.m straight.don.t worry about me. You just sit your ass over there and go to sleep or something.don.t bother me right now." "Dalin..you too drunk to be driving. Let me whip while you rest up; stop playing around before you get pulled over." Junya said as he reached his hand over to steady the wheel. Khevasiah got off at the next exit and pulled into a dirt lot off of a darkened roadway. It was well into the evening, and the street signs were harder to see. Khevasiah got out the SUV and leaned out in front of it to vomit.
"Well, there goes $85 bucks!" Junya said jokingly.
"Fuck you! Fuck you! Khevasiah screamed as she was coughing from her
burning throat.
"Now you know how I feel when you joke when it ain.t time for
it.right?" Junya said with an invidious smirk on his face.
"Cheap ass! Khevasiah said with a large chunk of an orange substance at
the corner of her face. "Just fucking drive.you need to get your own fucking
car, talking about let you drive.huh, who the fuck you feel you is?" Khevasiah
said mumbling.
"Where we going?" Junya asked.
"You don.t know how to get to the city?" "You.s a herb yo, straight up!"
"I got to show you every fucking thing, damn."
"I.ll find it, don.t worry." Junya said.
"Just find a hotel close to the city where I can fresh and rest, and I.ll drive
us to the spot later." Khevasiah spoke; her voice getting softer with every
syllable in her sentence.
As soon as Junya pulled back onto the highway, Khevasiah leaned the seat
back and passed out asleep. Junya followed the highway signs closely until he
saw an exit for Far Rockaway, the borough he remembers stopping in when he
came to New York with some of his friends from New Haven. He got off the exit
and drove down some familiar roadways and stopped at a quaint hotel just off of
the main road. "Khevasiah, wake up.we here."
"We.we here.wh.where is he.where the fuck we at! Khevasiah said
as she slowly came too. She then jumped up and looked out the window. Where
the fuck you done brought us too?"
"Far Rockaway."
"Far Rockaway.why did you stop here? We like Halftime miles from
where we need to be! Aw baby, why didn.t you drive into the city?
"Must you complain about ev."
"Shh," Khevasiah interrupted. "My head still hurt. We will just go up in
here just so I can fresh up, then we will get back on the road, okay baby!" "Go
wash up and let.s get up in the hot spot tonight; meet you some real rappers!"
The two walked up toward the hotel. The place was not huge, in fact, it
was very small, nothing like Khevasiah was used to. The building was one
leveled, and there were about 4 or 5 cars in the parking lot that lined the front
entrance.
The desk clerk was an elderly Arab man who looked like Bin Laden.
He was wearing a turban and had a full gray beard. He looked a small man,
then he stood up to give Junya the room key and ended up towering over him;
Junya thought it was because of the turban. Khevasiah.s arm hung over Junya.s
shoulder as they walked down the dingy corridor towards their room. As Junya
opened the door, Khevasiah ran into the bathroom and threw up again. She shut
the door, and the water from the shower began to run. Junya sat down on the
edge of the bed near the television. He reached over and turned the television on
and flipped through the channels until he came upon an X-rated movie. He lit
up the remainder of the blunt from the ride in the SUV, and started to roll
another one.
He sat with his back against the headrest in between the pillows.
Junya.s eyes grew weary, while adjusting his jeans from his reaction from the sex
movie: There was a white girl who posed as an Avon lady showing products to a
guy whose wife was not home at the time. The woman demonstrated how good
some of the skin care products she was selling were by asking the man to rub
some of it over her breasts. He eventually asked to rub some down the rest of
her body. The woman pulled down her pants and was draped in crotchless
thigh highs. She did likewise, pulling the man.s pants down. The woman then
began oral sex, then the key turned in the house, and the man.s wife came in!
The wife threw her purse down, only to laugh because she knew the other
woman; an acquaintance of hers whom she had a previous threesome affair. The
wife then immediately took off her clothes and joined the two in an all out skin-
cream filled Sexcapade!