are looking right.”
Queen said, “My funny ass got my keys, though.”
She switched off hard, knowing that the boy shorts were rising in her ass cheeks. She wasn’t trying to hear shit he said, but her ass went to the kitchen to prepare some fried chicken, baked macaroni, lemon asparagus, and a lemon cake.
Merch flamed like two blunts and went to shower as usual. While brushing his teeth, he noticed a pink box on the floor behind the toilet, and he picked it up.
He just stood there looking at the lines comparing them to the instructions, and his body went numb. Once he figured it out, This is why she was crying, he thought. He wanted to storm out of the bathroom, but he held his composure. He started going through the garbage can rumbling for more tests. After he read the results for the other tests, he was happy as hell that they all read positive.
Merch said, “Positive. Positive. Positive. What the fuck!”
His phone started ringing, and Nyala’s name popped up. He sent it straight to voice mail, thinking he’s finally getting his baby girl and wife. “Fuck these other females,” he whispered to himself.
He wanted to see if she’d tell him, so he put all the boxes back the way he found it. Now he knew why she was running around crying and hiding shit.
Merch said, “That chicken smells good, bae.”
Queen said, “I tried a new seasoning called ‘keyless,’ it’s okay.”
She looked at him walking out of the bathroom with his white wifebeater, white basketball shorts on, looking fine as hell and loving how his manly power showed through the shorts, and his big-ass muscles glistening from the water, looking like a piece of melting chocolate with juicy lips.
He walked up behind Queen kissing her neck, pressing his manhood into her juicy ass, rubbing her nipple with his fingertips, and as soon as his other hand ran into her wetness, Queen closed her eyes.
Queen said, “Boy, stop! Before this food gets ignored!”
Merch said, “Turn around, Queen, and look at me.”
He slowly gripped Queen’s face with his big hands, pulling her face to his lips, kissing her slowly and passionately with his tongue all down her throat. Backing off slowly, they pecked each other’s lips, then she grabbed his dick.
Queen said, “Hold that thought, baby, until after you eat.”
Merch walked off like he’s the man, thinking to himself, I have a daughter, then he turned around and faced Queen.
Merch said, “Queen? Do you have something to tell me?”
Queen’s mind was somewhere else from all the grabbing her nipples and kissing her neck. In deep thought about the kiss, she didn’t hear him say anything.
Merch said, “Queen? Queen? Do you hear me?”
Queen said, “What? What did you say? You are throwing me off.”
Merch said, “Do you have something to tell me?”
Queen said, “No…Where’s your key?”
Merch said, “Quit asking me the same shit. I told you. I left them at my mom’s.”
After they ate, Merch flamed with his hands wrapped in Queen’s hair. He watched her head go up and down to the rhythm of the music.
He loved the smacking noise, the wetness, and how she made her lips tightly grip his tip.
When she climbed on top of his muscular thighs, she slid down, trying to go down on all ten inches of dick moaning, but she only mastered her rhythm on four.
Merch grabbed Queen’s cheeks, moving her up and down, trying to make her take a little more, but he started thinking about the test.
Merch said, “You good?”
Queen said, “Shut up, missing keys!”
“Yo ass funny,” Merch said. He was amazed at the wetness and creaminess but mad she didn’t mention the test results. Then he lifted Queen up and softly sucked her clitoris until she screamed out. “Why are you crying?” Merch asked. She motioned her head in a no motion and rolled to the side.
She heard him snoring and went to the bathroom, hoping he stayed asleep while she took the garbage out.
*****
That morning she woke up with Merch sucking her boobs like he was scuba diving and running out of air. She just looked at his ass like, First, you lost your keys playing ball, then you left them at your mama’s house, and you lie on somebody that I haven’t met.
Merch said, “You woke now?”
Queen said, “Yes.”
Beep, beep.
Merch said, “Let me answer that. Hold on, Q.”
Queen said, “Who is it? You’ve never told me to hold on. Why are you covering up the phone?”
Merch said, “What’s up? I was busy last night. I’ll be over later…I need to run somewhere. I’ll be back, Q.”
Queen said, “Before you go, can you leave some money to go shopping? And thank you.”
Merch said, “Take it out my safe. I don’t feel like running back in here.”
Queen said, “Aight! Don’t forget your keys. I might not be here.”
Merch said, “Quit playing with me. Make me another set, punk…Ouch! I’ll give you something to pinch.”
*****
As soon as he left, she showered and put on her clothes, took some money, and went to her aunt Teresa’s house.
Queen said, “I didn’t look at his phone. When I said something, he shh my ass.”
Teresa said, “What are you gonna do? Fuck up all the bitches he fucks? If you can’t handle it, move around. I see that you put some more money in that safe.”
Queen said, “Master gave me some more shopping money. Do we need some more packages?”
Teresa said, “Always. Now, let’s count this money…so I can put some money in my account too, shiiid. What about the baby?”
Queen said, “How do you know, Auntie? I haven’t said anything.”
Teresa said, “Girl, please. Are you keeping this one?”
Queen said, “Samaya telling ass. Why did you emphasize one?”
Teresa said, “No. Your attitude changes, you start showing feelings, and you stop smoking. When your sisters come, they need to know that dancing is out of the picture for them.”
Queen said, “Where’d that come from? I don’t want them dancing either.
