Michelle hung her head low as she thought about the pain that Charles still felt in his heart. She sulked as the last night she spent with Charles crept in. Michelle new that the only thing that she could do was to wait until Charles was ready to forgive her. She understood that she needed to wait and that there was no need to implore time to hurry with the healing process because she herself needed to heal.
Michelle thought
to call Tanya and tell her what happened, but she didn't think she would
be very sympathetic. Instead, she called on GOD and fell to her knees to
pray. She knew that there would be no need to worry if she prayed.
The fellas decided to meet at Cupid's house since he lived the closest
to the Staples Center. They were going to attend the Lakers vs. the
Pacers game. They hadn't spent much time together since their
ritualistic game days were integrated. Though it caused much conflict in
the beginning, no one had any problems with the girls being there. Not
only for the cooking and cleaning the women did, but also for the
newness that each of the fellas talked about the women added to the
group.
Now that Michelle was out of the clique, Walter, Calorie and
Gigolo invited women to their gatherings to entertain Tanya and keep the
environment balanced. The fellas all questioned Allen about his
mysterious friend, saying that she didn't exist. Allen assured them that
she did, he was just trying to spend a little time with her before he
introduced her to the group.
"So what is she like Jones?" Cupid asked.
"She's like whoa nigga. She is a different type of woman. You niggas
wouldn't understand."
"Naw nigga," Gigolo said, "you have got to give us the low down. What
is the ass like?"
"Nigga, you know I like to give mental orgasms first. Especially at this
point in my life."
"Nigga, miss me with that mental orgasm shit. I'm trying to give
mental orgasms," Gigolo repeated Allen, "nigga you sounds like a bitch."
"Yeah I might sound like a bitch, but the difference is this. I'm not
lost and I'm damn sure not insecure with my manhood."
"Insecure," Gigolo said, "with as much pussy as I get, you think I'm
insecure?"
"That is my point. Nigga you fuck all these different women 'cause in
your mind you don't exist without them. On top of it all you hide behind
this persona that your dick is platinum, when you know that shit is tin."
The fellas burst into laughter with Allen's comment.
"You know Jones, you might be right. The sad thing about it is as
long as the opportunity presents itself, I'm going to keep stroking just
like Clarence Carter."
"So really Jones, what's your girl like?" Cupid asked.
"She's incredible. She's intelligent, witty, sexy as hell and she has a
good heart. She seems very sincere and I get a good vibe about her
religiously."
"That's cool man. I wish you well." Cupid said.
"We all wish you well." Gigolo added.