ForevaXena's FanFic . . .

What Next?
(Strippin' 11)

by LB Anderson

DISCLAIMER: X&G (Slick & Carmen), you know are not mine. However, the others are. There is no copyright infringement intended. For the fans that don’t like to read about girls playing with girls or are not 18 years of age or older, DO NOT GO IN. THIS IS NOT FOR U.

Cover by Michelle Galea

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After bathing and sharing a scrumptious grilled steak, baked potatoes and grilled onions the couple settled down for a cozy evening in front of the fireplace.

"So Carmen," Slick began, pulling Carmen up close and snuggling. "Why does your aunt despise me so?" Slick couldn't explain it but her nature was rising again. She could feel the heat rise in her apex like a smoldering forest fire as she rubbed her aching center patiently against Carmen's firm back side. <Damn I want her again> She thought.

Carmen smiled from the nonverbal gesture and slid her hand down between Slick's flexing thighs and cupped her love zone. Slick moaned and welcomed the loving embrace by pressing her love chamber harder against her lover's warm hand.

"To be honest with you baby, I don't know. All I know is that she cannot stand to be in my presence simply because I choose to be with you." Slick's grinding was becoming more frequent now and that's exactly how Carmen wanted it.

"Good Lord Carmen...I can't help it. I want you again." Carmen turned around in her lover's arms and grumbled, "tell me what you want Slick." She purred before slowly dragging her bosom down to Slick's apex and rubbing them all about. "Do you want me to suck it or work it? Or better yet, do you want me to bury my tongue deep in it?" She whirred teasingly while rocking her tits back and forth over Slick's cunt.

Slick's labored breathing didn't go unnoticed by her little partner as her mighty lover slid away from her, eased up on the couch and removed her jogging shorts. She then gracefully brought her legs up and patiently opened them to reveal her seasoned need. Carmen's mouth began to water as she pictured herself rubbing and sucking that juicy pussy.

"Open it up for me baby. I want to see you play with it for me." Carmen hummed, gently cupping her breasts and pinching her erect nibbles through the cotton fabric.

Slick didn't know if she should pass out now or wait for her climax to claim her. The very thought of Carmen fondling and touching herself in such an intimate way was certainly a good incentive to persuade her to play with her own pussy.

The anxious club owner ran her shaking hands up the front side of her thighs and cupped her knees. She then spread her legs wider prompting an over-zealous Carmen to hiss and grope her tits even harder. Slick couldn't wait any longer. She slid her right hand down the inside of her thigh and slid her middle finger through her glistening folds and back up through it while spreading the lips wider with each ascend until she heard a gasp seep through Carmen's tightly clenched teeth.

"Oh baby," Carmen said licking her lips again. "That pussy is hotter than a lava flow. Stop! But don't take your hand away. I just don't want you to cum yet." Carmen leaped to her feet and bolted behind the bar separating the kitchen from the living room and yanked open the freezer. Once she'd grabbed what she set out for she went to the sink and wet it. After that it didn't take her a second to regain her place right down front of Slick with lusty eyes and a creative mind.

"Let me see it baby." She ordered softly while raising her hand demurely over Slick's sizzling cunt and allowing the melting drops of the ice cube to drip down onto her lover's scorching desire.

Slick cried out and jerked her hips in a thrusting motion as the icy water trickled intriguingly down on her sizzling twat, making her ever so ready for what ever Carmen had planned.

Carmen cooed and brought the ice down fully upon her partner's juicy love knot. Slick dropped her head back as tremors of excitement wracked her body. She'd never been so aroused. The mixture of Carmen's warm tongue stroking her throbbing pussy while running the melting ice cube over her entire apex was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She could feel her love juices oozing out into her partner's succulent mouth. Slick pumped her hips in an upward thrusting motion wanting more of Carmen's joshing love.

Carmen sucked the entire cube into her mouth draining Slick's husky scent from it like a thirsting woman. Slick moaned as Carmen gently inserted her middle finger deep inside her while lowering her ice cool lips upon her raging clit.

"Oh yesssss...suck it baby." She panted while pressing her trembling hand down on Carmen's head wanting her to suck harder. Carmen didn't disappoint her as she wiggled her tongue and the melting ice vigorously against her femininity while ruling her love socket with exhilarating strokes. In and out her fingers moved taking Slick closer and closer to ecstasy while popping her clit with suckling icy strokes.

Slick couldn't hold back her release any longer Carmen was driving her absolutely crazy with her wicked tongue. Slick raised her hips and opened her legs wider. Giving Carmen all the reign she needed to drive her to the point of insanity. Carmen noticed the surrender and buckled down on that sopping hooch like a supporting screw on an elbow joint. After receiving three more powerful pumps of Carmen's well-oiled fingers, Slick let out a scream that stopped Carmen's heart. The little stripper couldn't keep from smiling as she watched as her lover's hunching loose ground and pussy inhale her fingers as if it was a black hole. Quenching her flames of passion, with hard powerful grinds, that quaked deep in her very core. Within a matter of seconds it was all over with. Slick's body fell limply upon the couch heaving, trying to restore her breathing.

"Damn, I've never had it this good." Slick panted as she threaded her fingers in her still sucking partner's hair. "My shit is still throbbing from the motion." Carmen stroked the length of Slick sex several times more ensuring that she had drained all her love oils before jumping up into her lover's lap and kissing her repeatedly. Slick mumbled something, but Carmen didn't quite know what as she continued to indulge her self with other important things.

"I love you tall, dark and dangerous." Carmen confessed while dragging her moistened lips down to Slick's clammy neck and applying kisses there as well. "You know, one of these mornings you may wake up to find my tongue buried deep inside that hot sizzling love canal." She added with a giggle.

Slick chortled and said, "My you are a freaky little something aren't cha? Well... that is quite alright, because I have a few tricks of my own." Slick closed while roughly whirling Carmen around onto all fours and snatching up her shirt to reveal her wet, golden love chamber.

"Well would you look at what I have here." Slick purred while rubbing her work textured hands tenderly over Carmen's backside. Careful not to touch Carmen where she wanted her too while unleashing a little verbal stimulation of her own.

"You know Carmen," She began while turning her hand until it was vertically slanted and slid it through her little strippers silkiness. Carmen cooed and opened her legs wider. <Shit> Slick thought as she watched Carmen's hips dip in an elegant pumping fashion, trying to give her suzy a little more friction and herself more pleasure. <I have got to feel her move against me>. Slick thought moving up behind Carmen and spreading her legs wider while lowering her once again scorching pussy down on Carmen's firm buttocks.

Together they grind and swayed against each other to the slow love melody buried deep within their souls. Slick could feel her body yield to her baby's seductive rump like a spring flower dipping in the soft, tilting breeze of summer winds. Neither of them was in a hurry to go anywhere as Carmen's masterful lover guided her trembling left hand around her younger lover's hip straight down into her watery love folds. Stroking it slowly and enduringly like a kid with a lollipop that's not in a hurry to finish his delicious treat.

"Oh...Oh baby...who has...bewitched who?" Carmen asked between pants. Slick continued to stroke her gist while riding that ass like an expert cowgirl. Rocking her burning cunt strategically over her baby's backside and reeling from the instant gratification. Just as suddenly as they began, the motions stopped. Carmen shrieked and tried to turn around to face Slick, but was held in place.

"No need to turn around baby...Momma's not through yet." Slick said jumping to her feet and dashing for the kitchen like Carmen had done earlier. It took her a few minutes longer but her intentions were the same as Carmen's.

Slick placed the bowl of warm chocolate on the phone pedestal that was sitting behind the sofa and began to apply the warm contents ever so sweetly to her baby's backside.

"You know Carmen I started this earlier, now I'm going to finish it." Slick rumble smearing the mixture methodically all about Carmen's ass. Carmen was feeling her self getting light headed as she squeezed out an inquiring as to what Slick was spreading over her. Slick chuckled and said; "Now you can't have dessert with out adding the icing can you?" Slick then dropped down the icing lick...long, slow swirls upon the ass, with a twinge of artistry to boot. Decorating Carmen's fine backside in sensual weaves.

"Oh Slick baby, that feels...um...so good. Does it taste good?" Carmen asked with a smile. "Ugh... hum," Slick whirred while continuing her intoxicating sweeps of the tongue.

"Carmen I want to take you like the warrior did in my dream when she took her lover. In the dream their loving was so intense that had I'd been there I would have gone stone out my mind from the way she was taking her mate, who happened to look just like you my love. Are there any objections?" She asked while continuing to lap at her lover's quivering backside.

"I want to...make that dream true for you Slick. Take me...take me like the warrior did her mate in your dream. Make me scream your name." Carmen panted huskily. Slick released an urgent growl before forcing Carmen up against the back of the sofa and giving her hair a hard yank. Carmen's first thought was "shit, was the warrior this rough in the dream," but then she noticed how her body stung, tremble and shook for more, wanting...no needing Slick to possess her. Slick wet her fingers and whispered in her little love's ear, "Buckle down baby, I'm going in."

With that said she drove her fingers deep inside Carmen's already pooling cunt while still holding firmly to her hair prompting the little dancer to cry out and spread her legs further apart. It didn't take long for Carmen to drop down a corresponding response. Rocking those hips in the rapid dog style. Slick was hitting that cunt so hard that Carmen thought she would burst into flames, right then and there.

Carmen yelled out and slid her left leg up over the back of the couch opening her pussy more to her lover's demanding plunges. Carmen's coochie began to sing from the singeing entry Slick was laying down on it. In and out Slick pumped, hard and harder, making Carmen's outstretched arms weaken from the pressure of holding on and then suddenly give. Slick quickly released her hair and supported her falling lover with a firm grip around her waist. Slick felt her own cunt drip from the sight of her fingers possessing Carmen with the dark passion that she possessed. Beads of perspiration began to form on her forehead and top lip as she ruled that ass with a vision of...completeness.

"Oh... OH SLICK BABY," Carmen screamed out. "Fuck that pussy," she gasped opening her legs wider. Slick lost it as she felt the muscles in her arms tighten. Her thrusting was unrelenting and she was fair out whacking that ass. Slick smiled as Carmen cried out and her body went rigid. "OH SLICK...DO IT...DO IT...DOOO IIITTTT!" Carmen screamed, as her body shook violently and her climax jumped her. Slick couldn't help but smile as her little lover's satiated cunt released its sweetness in droves into her shaking hand. Slick lapped it up hungrily after ceasing her eager plunging and laid Carmen fully upon the couch. She then eased down on the floor, moved toward Carmen's head and kissed her on the crown of it.

"Thanks for making my dream come true baby." Carmen released an exhausted whimper and rocked her head up and down. "No problem baaaby." She drawled valiantly before peacefully passing out. Slick chuckled and pulled her down on the floor on top of her along with the huge blanket they were wrapped up in earlier. "Sleep baby, momma's right here." Slick whispered, completely satisfied with herself and her new lifetime partner.

Back at the club...

"C'mon out of here. Y'all know it's time to give those bodies some invigorating exercise." Foxy called to the reluctant girls from the outstretched door she held open.

"Okay...Okay," One of the dancers returned, trying to put her shoe on while hopping toward Foxy who was standing at the door with his hands on his hips. He was wearing a glittering gold tank top that definitely magnified the muscles which other's rarely saw when he was in drag. His shoulder length black hair was pulled up into a bouncing ponytail and he was wearing form fitting glittering shorts and gold Nikes to match.

The grumbling dancers drifted out one by one. Hating this part of their job more than anything. Foxy was a licensed physical therapist and instructor down at the fitness center. So he was doubly hard on the girls and adamant about them keeping in shape.

Foxy stood glaring at the trailers that were dragging in hopes that he would change his mind if only for this day.

"The longer you take, Missy's the longer our session will be." He stated in a threatening tone. The steps came quicker now as the girls mustered out to the huge Winnebago Slick had purchased and renovated for just the girls use only. It was complete with a movie screen, small kitchen and bathroom. If the girls didn't enjoy their periodic trips to the fitness center at least they could derive joy from the ride.

Once they arrived at the center Foxy took the lead assembling the girls in an orderly fashion into the gym. Some were complaining. Some were whining and some was just flat out depressed. They hated this part of the job. But in order to work for Slick they each had to treat their body as if it was a temple of divinity. They had to watch their diets, they had to practice daily and they had to keep their frames in tune. And it was evident that it was working as their fine backsides drifted off the bus drawing appreciative stares from bystanders and the gym attendees. Including one in particular.

Rasha watched as Foxy positioned his girls on different apparatuses and got them started on their fitness routines. He observed Foxy's feminine shape and prowess as he moved from girl to girl monitoring their progress. It was obvious that the girls were in shape as well as he himself Rasha took note of his masculine ability as he spotted for one on the girls working on the weight bench.

Rasha was certainly impressed as he watched Foxy lift the weight bar out of the girl's hand after her segment and easily positioned it back into it's cradle. There was no doubt that Foxy was fine but her stamina didn't slip Rasha' s view either.

Rasha did one more segment on the rower before taking the towel and dabbing the beads of sweat from his brow. Preparing himself for his approach to Foxy. Leisurely he rose from the seat and stepped gracefully over the apparatus while sauntering over to position himself behind Foxy who was just standing now and observing the girls with crossed arms over his chest.

"You're doing a magnificent job with them." Rasha said softly, prompting Foxy to almost jump out of her skin from the elegant intrusion.

"Oh...well, (clearing throat)...thank you." Foxy retorted after gathering his wits.

"Is this your first time here?" He asked running his eyes discreetly over the tall red head's deliciously firm body.

"No...I only come sporadically. I am more of a racquetball fan." Rasha inhaled deeply and for the first time he turned and looked into the dreamiest chocolate brown eyes he had ever seen. Both men smiled before redirecting their attention back toward the girls.

"Do you come here often?" Rasha inquired in an alluring tone. Already knowing when and what day the girls arrive with their Mistress for their exercising events.

"No..."Foxy said reclaiming his glance again. <Damn, this mother if Ph...Ph...fiiinnnne>. Foxy thought as his eyes drifted over Rasha's muscular yet feminine physique again. "We only come three days a week. I have to keep my girls in shape. Otherwise, my lady Slick will kill me.

"OH MY GOD!" Rasha exclaimed with his "genuine" look of surprise. "NO...NO YOU CAN'T BE." Rasha brought both of his hands up to his cheeks magnifying his fake shocked expression before finishing his statement. "ARE YOU FOXY? THE INFAMOUS DRAG QUEEN OF THE FIERY PIT." By this time the girls were bringing their segments to a close and moving to their neighbor to check out the scorching red head that was admiring their mistress.

Foxy covered her blushing smile while gazing over at the gawking girls. "Yes that's me." She said quietly.

"Wow," Rasha said reaching for Foxy's hand. "I am so honored to meet you. You are a role model for all of us working girls." He said with an electrifying smile. <Damn...not only is he fine, but he has soft hands as well. Boy...I'm really getting off easy with this deal with Silk. I ain't backing off until I get to sample this. > Rasha thought as he proceeded to invite himself to see one of Foxy's shows. Everyone on the strip knew of Foxy's choreography abilities and he couldn't wait to see one of her shows. At least the interest in her performers would surely get a date with Foxy.

"Well...I could get you tickets to one of our shows." Foxy began, periodically gazing over at the girls with sparkling brown eyes. Never had anyone, especially prospective partners, approached her openly like this. They usually slipped her a note and either agreed to meet at their place or her apartment over Slick's garage after the club had closed. This was certainly new for her, and Foxy was quite taken with it.

"I tell you what," Rasha wormed. "Why don't you just leave word for your devil dogs positioned outside of the club of my coming. My name is Rasha. That will be a sure fire way of me getting in." He closed with a challenging smile. Foxy cleared her throat again and gulped loudly."I'll, ugh...yeah I could do that. When would you like to come?" Foxy asked wondering if he was serious about seeing him again.

"How about tomorrow night around ten?" Rasha chimed in a gravy drooling tone. Foxy felt his heart beat stall in a shushing tone. <Good Lord, am I getting a willy>? He thought widening his stance so's not to draw attention to his rising growth.

"Great, I'll see you then." Rasha brought the back of Foxy's hand up to his colorfully flushed lips and kissed it gently before releasing. "I wouldn't miss it for the world." Rasha drawled in a husky tone. He then turned, walked over to his things and gathered them up before waving temptingly at Foxy while leaving.

"Damn, now who said this exercising shit wasn't beneficial?" One of the nearby dancers asked while giving her mistress a wink. Foxy chuckled and clapped his hands ordering everyone back to work.

Back at Silk's...

Silk paced from window to window wondering what was taking Rasha so long. The minute he pulled up she was relieved. She watched Rasha get out of the car with the biggest smile she had ever seen. <Damn he certainly looks pleased>. She thought leaving the window to open the door.

"Well, how did it go?" She asked anxiously. "Will you at least let me in so I can tell you?" Rasha asked with now furrowing brows. Silk sighed and stepped back away from the door. "Fix me a drink girl." Rasha ordered heading down the hall to deposit his things in his room.

Silk went to the bar and prepared both of them a drink. She hated making pink ladies but that was Rasha's favorite drink. And right now she wanted him in as pleasant a mood as he was when he got out of the car.

Rasha ran back up the hallway and vaulted over the couch into a comfortable sitting position.

"So..." Silk began. "Tell me how it went. Did you see him?" She asked with hoisted eyebrows while taking a sip of her Amaretto on the rocks.

"Girl that mother is even finer in person. Ooh, he has chocolate brown eyes, long eyelashes and perfect brown skin to match. The Lord was certainly attentive when he made him. Girl, I'm still unfocused from the view. Ooh and his body is so...."yeah, yeah, yeah," Silk interrupted. "Did you get a date with him?"

"I sure did." Rasha retorted drawing a sip of his drink through the straw Silk had conveniently put in it.

"Boy, I can't wait until tomorrow night." Rasha turned and looked at his friend with a curious gaze. "What do you think I should wear? I really want to impress him." Silk's mouth fell open. <What the fuck...this ass hole is falling for that tall log>. "Fuck that, you just remember why you are going out to see him. I want to know who this woman is Slick is head over heels about. Stay on task and keep your dick in your pants." She spat bitterly.

"No need to get huffy, bitch." Rasha said rising from the couch and moving to the chair across from her. "I know what I'm supposed to do. But I can still have fun while doing it." He stated redirecting his gaze down into his drink.'

"Well, you just better. I don't want you fucking this up because you're falling for that ungraceful pus bag." She snapped regaining her height and leaving the room.

"Pssst, squash that, I'm going to get me some of that chocolate delight." Rasha said in a quiet tone.

Back at the Cabin...

Carmen yawned and stretched ever so sensually against Slick waking the club owner almost instantly.

"Uh...it's still dark?" Carmen asked while still yawning. "Well," Slick stated, squinting her eyes. "Yeah.. .that's what it looks like to me." She retorted jovially. Carmen chuckled and tapped Slick playfully on her uncovered stomach. Both women yawned and stretched again before reclaiming their positions.

"Slick what'll ya say we invite Aurora out this weekend? We can roast marshmallows, make smores, go swimming. We could..." "Alright...Alright," Slick interrupted rubbing her cheek lovingly over the crown of Carmen's head. "Alright...We'll invite her up for the weekend. But you know that is going to cut down on the luvin' right? "You're not going to be able to do this." Slick said clamping her hand down on Carmen's leg and pumping her honeyed mound playfully against Carmen's knee. Carmen laughed and pumped her little love pocket against Slick's hip. "You mean we can't do any of this?" Both women chortled as they both began to tickle each other. "No...(gasp and pants).. .we can't do any of that." Slick said overpowering Carmen and pressing her flat against the floor.

"Well," Carmen said pressing her love chamber up against Slick's exposed stomach. "I guess we better set off another series of love matches before we go get her, huh? Slick moaned her agreement while warmly claiming Carmen's sweet lips.

Three hours later, in the bedroom...

"Oh mighty Zeus, where am I?" Carmen murmured hanging over the side of the bed while Slick lay limply on top of her. Slick mumbled something and rocked her cheek sleepily against Carmen's back.

"Oh yeah...I forgot." She returned. "Shouldn't we call Aurora?" Carmen uttered in a sluggish voice. "Nah...it's too late." Slick grumbled, shifting in her position slightly. "Oh...okay." Carmen said as her drenched locks slid carelessly down into her face.

Back at the Club...

"FOX-AY, WHO WAS THAT BURNING HUNK OF LOVE YOU WERE TALKING TO EARLIER?" One of the girls yelled over the noise that was echoing off the walls of the dressing room.

Foxy halted what she was doing and placed her hands on her hips. "Are you talking about the guy at the fitness center? Psst...girl he is just one of my many fans." He said swooping one of the dancer's hair up into a French roll for her performance tonight.

Uh...huh," the girl returned. "I'd say the way your eyes were moving over his body he was a real good fan...and I do mean good." The girl joked, inspiring everyone in the room to laugh uncontrollably.

"Shut up my little skank," Foxy ticked while placing her right hand on her hip and giving the girl a flirtatious smirk.

"Besides, I wasn't the only one that was checking somebody out. I felt his eyes on me as well." "Shit," the girl spat. "How could you blame him. Everybody saw your Johnson take an interest." The room burst out in laughter again.

"Alright twat...lay off my Tareyton. Or I might just go against everything I stand for (and I mean that literally) and spin your little ass around and TAKE YOU."

"Oh no," the girl cried out clamping her hands to both cheeks. "He just threatened me with...with... with sex. Somebody protect me." She retorted mockingly before falling back laughing on the extra long sofa in their dressing room.

"Smother the drama Miss twat, you know you want me to prove my parts work. That's why I'm not giving you none." He said closing with a wink to his little teaser. The girl smiled and gave him an air smooch before moving to her vanity to set up for the show. Just about all Slick's dancers were international women (they could take their loving any way it came. So Foxy's teasing was just that. That dancer would'ah put it on him so tough he'da start singing spirituals).

"Foxy why didn't you let on that Slick was dating that little hot tamale from the Hot Spot? I'da never imagined Slick going for that type of girl. She's wholesome, clean, and perfect. Nothing like we've seen Slick with. That girl has sensitivity, scruples."

"AND, she has Slick," another dancer barged in. "I think they are excellent for each other. If Slick were to fall in love with someone it would definitely be that little sweet thang (thing). She is sunshine on a cloudy day and that is exactly what a thundercloud like Slick needs. Just keep watching," the girl said wiggling her finger in the air. "Slick is going to change into a totally different person. That little angel is Slick's mate. Watch what I tell you now." She bragged. "I know what I'm talking about." All of the dancers gazed over at her as if something had fallen off of her before chunking hair accessories over at her.

"Fine," she snapped collecting the thrown bows and decorative hairpins. "And your asses ain't getting your shit back either...cunts." She said moving back up to her mirror and checking out the new additions to her wardrobe.

"So Foxy, back to the original question. Why didn't you tell us she was dating that sweet little honey?"

Foxy sighed and shook her head. "Mainly because they had a rocky start. And then there was that time when Slick woke up one night and just out of the blue ordered the girl to go home." Foxy waved his hands in the air as if he was in wonder as to what had happened in that room. "Slick just kinda lost it."

"And why did she bring that whore Silk back up in here? Was she and Carmen fighting then?" Another dancer asked.

"First of all," Foxy said turning to gaze upon each face that was in the room. "This is just between us. If Slick ever gets wind of this from any of you, I'm going to be on that ass, agreed?" He inquired before going further into his explanation. Each dancer acknowledged the seriousness of his ploy and nodded their head approvingly.

"Alright... he continued. "Carmen and Slick never had a fight. There was an episode where I think Slick began to question the relationship herself. At one point Slick hinted that Carmen should find someone better suited for her. The change Slick went through wasn't wearing well with her. So after that night she decided to change back into the leathers and her old outlook on life. That is when that cow tripe Silk came into play. Slick figured that she didn't deserve anyone like Carmen so she called up Silk and agreed to see her again. Each of the dancers was sitting on the edge of her seat wanting Foxy to continue. "So how did they get back together?"

"Pssst," he spat. "I don't know. All I know is one minute I'm consoling Slick because of the loss then the next she was sitting in my lap smiling as if she had been drugged. Carmen had sent her flowers. So I guess that is when they decided to see each other again. You know I'm with our little fortuneteller over there. I think Carmen is Slick's mate, because I've never seen Slick so giddy like she was that morning. Hell I was even smiling. I know when Slick is with her, her heart soars, her eyes twinkle and a frown never comes over her face in that little one's presence. She makes Slick happy and that is all we could ever want for her." Foxy finished allowing the bit of information that she did know marinade in her colleagues minds.

"Well, I'm happy for them. I hope it works. Besides, she is the only woman that I know of that can make Slick smile. And that my sisters...Is a hellatious (mighty) accomplishment." Another dancer across the room said inspiring each of the dancers to sigh with satisfaction while issuing their own smiles of pleasure.

Over at Sassy's...

Sassy fell limply upon Veronica's body panting as her vaginal muscles continued to contract around the love toy her lover was wearing.

"Damn Sass, I love it when you ride it like that. It drives me crazy watching your hot twat swallow our friend."

"Flatterer," Sassy panted while sliding onto her side near Vanilla. "Well...what can I say? I'm a lover not a fighter." V.D. finished pulling her little love snuggly up under her arm.

"Well, you certainly had me fooled, by the way you acted when Mouse and her friends came by to talk to you. I've never seen you so hateful. You were down right heartless. What could possibly get you that angry to make you despise your own niece?"

"I can still see your face at each of her birthdays after we met. And I can recall for each event how you went to great lengths to ensure that it was her most happiest of all days. And now...well now you can't stand to be in the same yard with her? What the hell is happening Veronica? What could Mouse have done to make you almost hate her?"

Veronica didn't answer her love right away instead her grip tightened upon her partner's small frame as images of that night began to sift through her thoughts again. She could still fell the tart coldness of the snow as her battered body could do nothing but lay there and absorb it. She could still feel the tears that swelled in her eyes and upon their descent turned into small ice chunks. She could still hear the mocking laughter of Slick and her no class friend as the limousine rolled away. She could still hear the whispers of the hoes (working girls/whores) that gathered around her bleeding body but didn't bother to console her or even cry out for someone to help her. At least that was what she was feeling as her eyes roll back in her head. Just then she felt the weight of another straddle her and gently slap each of her cheeks.

"Hey...stay with me...don't do that...open your eyes." She said in a shrieking tone. She then pulled out her cell phone and dialed 911. Veronica never forgot that night. Out of all the people that solicited on that corner she never would have imagined that it would be an Asian descendent who would come to her rescue. She was the most radiant sight in that night's bleakness that V.D. had ever seen.

After contacting the rescue unit Veronica felt the smaller woman tug at each of her shoulders bringing her body to hers. She then opened the fake mink midi-coat and pulled Veronica's trembling body inside to press against her own.

"It's okay baby.. .Sassy's got you now. I won't let anyone else hurt you. Just hold on... Someone will be here to help us in a minute. Just hold on baby...hold on." The little streetwalker coached in the most soothing and comforting tone Veronica had ever heard. Not only did her gentleness stabilize "V's," mind but it filled her soul with immeasurable hope. Yes...Veronica never forgot that night and nor did she forget the faces of her assailants, especially Slick's.

Veronica jerked as a simple touch from Sassy brought her thoughts back from the past. Unconsciously, she'd began to cry and she didn't even notice, but Sassy did. The little chocolate, oriental princess rose up on her left elbow and lowered her right hand gently upon her partner's stomach while benevolently kissing away the stray tears. Veronica gazed up at the most gracious woman she had ever met outside of her niece and gave her a weak smile before telling her some of the reason why she behaved that way. Outside of those three stooges of hers, Sassy was definitely entitled to an explanation.

"Do you remember the first time you held me, Sassy?" Veronica asked watching the concerned gaze of her lover turn grave.

"Yes, I remember it. It was that night that you were viciously raped." She said meekly.

"That's right, and it was that night that changed my entire life. I met the kindest of any human alive outside of my three little liars that are running around somewhere probably lying." Veronica said with a chuckle. "And I learned a valuable lesson about rich bitches. Some of them bitches are not even worth the earth the creator spent putting them together much less the breath he bestowed upon them to give their worthless souls life. It was that night Sassy that I made a promise to myself and that was to work as hard as I could to give and leave Carmen something to own individually. So she wouldn't have to rely on no rich bitch or rich fucker to give her anything." Veronica looked over at her partner again before pulling slightly away from her and turning onto her stomach. Sassy snuggled closer to her distraught lover and rested part of her body on top of Vanilla. She didn't know why this always seemed to comfort Veronica, but it did. And she could tell it was working as Veronica's breathing leveled out and the tenseness drained from her body.

"Is Slick one of those rich bitches?" Sassy asked softly while delivering understanding kisses upon her lover's back.

"Yes.. . she's one of 'em. I've never resented any one as much as I do her. She contributed to the change in my life style as well and, that is all I will discuss with you of that to night...Okay?" Veronica asked in a strained tone, not wanting to offend Sassy, but making it clear that she didn't want to talk any more on the subject of her niece and her new love.

"Perfectly... Sassy uttered humbly while resting her cheek on Veronica's back.

"I want you to remember something if tomorrow I don't awake with you. Those three stooges and especially Carmen have done nothing but love you and they still do. Nothing should separate that kind of love and whatever transpired between you and Slick, let it go baby. It's only going to make you more sour and lessen your ability to love in spite of what she has done to you. Don't try to understand it...just simply love baby...unconditionally." With those finally words Sassy slid in closer to her meditating partner and drifted into an awaiting sleep.

<Is what Sassy said true? Will I eventually go to hating Carmen for making Slick her choice in lovers. Nonsense...nothing can dampen my love for Carmen or Chocolate and Pocahontas>. Veronica finalized as she followed her lover off into the land were visions become real.

(Author's note: Hmmm...Veronica's conclusion seems reasonable... or does it? Is it possible to despise the ones you say you love because of an unfavorable situation?)

Back at the girl's brown stone...

"Well I guess I'll go ahead and turn in too," Chocolate said stretching and yawning as Pocahontas followed her inside and closed the door behind her.

Pocahontas didn't say anything, she simply nodded her head and grabbed the remote to the sixty four-inch color T.V. they'd all pitched in to buy for Veronica's birthday and headed into the dining room.

Both women were lost in thought as they remembered the ever so sensual love making session they had conducted for Carmen. The pair was still not comfortable with their feelings. They definitely trusted each other, certainly more than anyone they've ever dated. And there have never been a sexual partner in their past that they had ever felt any safer with...and neither of them will mention how turned on they were that night from the simple touches they were each dispensing. Yet for some reason barriers of insecurity began to form the moment Slick and Carmen left to start their weekend a couple of days earlier. Sure they hugged and kissed each other while Carmen and Slick were still there, but after that their contact was null and void. And they surely didn't embrace for fear of feeling the electricity of automatic attraction that was evident within the both of 'em.

Chocolate stood back in the dark hallway as Pocahontas dropped her bag at the edge of the sofa and took a seat in front of the T.V. Just the sight alone made her heart ache for her well-tanned friend. All Chocolate wanted was to simply hold her, nothing else. But...somehow Chocolate felt that even that would be too much. She couldn't just hold Poke. She wanted to possess her and make her, her own.

"Well, I'm going to go ahead and turn in." She repeated observing Pocahontas's every move. Poke gazed back in to the darkness at the most provoking eyes she has ever had the pleasure of gazing upon and softly gulped.

"I'll see you in the morning...okay?" She said softly. Wondering would she ever be able to taste Chocolate's sweet lips again. Or would she be able to hold her glistening brown body up against her own ever? The emotions that filled her heart and body, that night, stung Pocahontas deeply. She didn't know what to say from fear of Chocolate possibly rejecting her. After all, Carmen was the reason they initiated the whole love scene anyway. Had it not been for her they probably would have never gotten to touch one another.

"Okay then," Chocolate said lowering her head and walking aimlessly to her room. Pocahontas slid into a more comfortable position on the couch and hit the power button on the T.V.'s remote. Darkness is all that she saw as an uncertain emptiness gripped her very soul.

(Uh. . .Uh. . .Uh. - .don’t cha go nowhere).

We’ll talk about “Parenting Partners,” next...TBC

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