Situations
By: Angela Wilson
Published by Angela Wilson
Smashwords Edition
Copyright©2010Angelawilson
All Rights Reserved
Acknowledgements
First and far most I would like to thank my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ because without him none of this would be possible. He just keeps on blessing me inspite of my faults and he loves me still.
To my mother, Alice Byrd Sino, you never questioned me about the direction in which my life was headed and respecting and understanding that my life would be different. Still you supported and loved me, I remember one special time when I came to you with tears in my eyes and your words to me was “Talk to me, I won’t judge you.” I knew that day that you were not only my mother but my best friend, I love you!
To my sisters Jane and Kim Byrd, we withstood the naysayer’s, criticism, life’s trials and tribulation but we survived and today we stand unmovable. I love you both you have given me my strength and memories.
To my nieces Ashley, Brandy, Ashante’ and Anita, the best is yet to come take your place in this world and let everyone know you’ve arrived!
To my nephews Eddie, Darren, Thiogest, Rohillion and Antonio, we share a special bond one that can’t be broken, love respect and honor women at all times.
To all my cousins, aunts and uncles too many to mention but you know who you are, I love you so much!!
To all my friends who supported me Tashia Thompson, who offered to assist me when my fingers felt like they were going to fall off from all of the typing.
Alicia Emile who created a wonderful website for me and did not ask for anything in return, love ya much!
Newoka Lashell you have been my rock and inspiration from day one, you are truly a goddess.
I can not forget my 12th grade English teacher Mrs. Anita Dennis, if it wasn’t for you I would have never realized my gift or love for writing. Every time you saw me, you constantly reminded me that you were waiting on my book. So here it is, I hope I‘ve done you proud!
To Andreal Watson all I can say to you is I learned from the best, thank you for also reminding me that there was a writer inside of me. I will give you your book of poems, Love you!!
AUTHOR’S NOTES
This is a work of fiction, a product of the author’s imagination. Any similarity of the characters living or dead and situations is merely a coincidence.
This work is not to be copied or printed without the expressed permission of the author.
CHAPTER ONE
“Oh Damn!! It feels so good!” Tamala screamed as she reached her orgasm.
“You like that?” Leah asked as she continued to flicker her tongue across Tamala’s clit.
“Oh yes baby it feels so good.” Tamala cried from pleasure.
It had been a long time since she had orgasm like this, infact she could not recall ever feeling this good, a she tried to stop the tingling feeling that had her body feeling like it was suspended in another galaxy. She felt the tears falling down the side of her face as she grabbed Leah in her arms. Leah had made feeling rise inside of her that she never knew. Just a touch from her made her panties moist and she enjoyed every minute of it. Tamala now experienced this every time they made love and each time it became increasingly explosive. She looked over and watched Leah as she slept; she moved her head onto the pillow before heading into the living room.
She tried not to think about the argument they had two hours ago before making love. Tamala wondered why make up sex more intense than the actual love was making session. They argued about the fact that Leah’s idea was very different from that of Tamala’s.
The argument seemed silly to Leah but Tamala needed to know where their relationship was headed.
“Let’s just leave things the way they are.” She advised Tamala.
“And what way is that?” Tamala asked.
“Let’s just avoid the complications of a relationship.” Leah suggested.
“Oh so now I’m complicated? Is that what you’re saying?” Tamala wanted to know.
“I did not say that, so don’t go putting words in my mouth.” Leah argued.
“Fine I guess I know who is really serious about this and who’s not.” Tamala cried.
Leah just looked shook her head then walked out the front door. Tamala wanted a fight but she was not in the mood of giving her one tonight or any other night. She knew that Leah was not one for many words but she could figure out why it was so hard for her to love her the way she needed and wanted to be loved. Tamala was one who needed constant validation and she knew this. She expressed her feelings with her on a daily basis, they had only been together for a few months but it was the most wonderful months she ever had experienced. From the beginning it was understood that it would be a step by step thing with the two of them but somewhere things started to go into a different direction.
Leah sat in her car and thought about what had just transpired she could not understand why Tamala had to push so hard to change the rules of their relationship. It had been working so well before but now there was too much pressure. They we’re both new to this lesbian life and neither one knew what the next step would be but they Tamala wanted to be making them with Leah. Now Leah wasn’t sure where they were headed, she felt Tamala was being controlling and manipulating in their relationship and she had enough! Tamala controlled where they were going out to eat, how late they would sleep and sometimes what she would wear. At first, it was cute to Leah; it was nice to have someone to think about her and for her to a certain extent.
Still the more time they spent together the more Leah felt like she was losing herself and she did not like it. They were supposed to grow together and embrace each other but it wasn’t happening. Leah tried her best to understand Tamala’s point of view but she wanted what ever this was going to be to develop into be a mutual decision. She loved Tamala as much as she knew how to love her and wanted to be with her, still she had to keep things in perspective.
Tamala refused to give up any kind of control; she needed to allow her to make some decisions if this relationship was going to work. She was constantly questioned her where abouts and often accused her of being selfish, not thinking of anyone else. Now Leah sat trying to figure out things but came up with nothing. The only thing she thought about coming into this was her desire for Tamala, she desired her in the worst way. The disagreements, stress or pressures never entered her thoughts, now all of those things plus tears was a part of their being. She now had to think beyond the rose garden which was hard for her but much needed. Leah had been disowned by her family and called every name in the book by her ex-boyfriend. She recalled the night that her whole world came crashing down on her.
“I think I like women Michael.” She confessed to her boyfriend of two years.
“What did you say?” Michael asked just to make sure he was hearing right.
“I said I think I like women.” Leah repeated.
“Why do you think that? He asked now puzzled.
“Well I have been thinking about this one woman in a very sexual way and the desire is getting stronger and stronger. I can’t seem to get her off my mind.” Leah shared waiting to see his reaction.
“Have you and her?” he began asking but being cut off by Leah.
“No!” Leah blurted. “I wanted to talk to you first and discuss it. I don’t even have the nerves to tell her.
“Well how about me joining in?” Michael suggested half excited.
“Or if not can I at least watch?”
“Hell no!” Leah exclaimed.
“Oh so you fuck my brains out then you throw this shit at me? Still I can’t even participate. What kind of bullshit is this?” Michael asked.
“I gave you what you wanted; now I want what I want!” Leah replied.
“Leah you can take your confused ass and get out my house!” Michael ordered.
“I thought you were different but I guess you’re like all the rest, just an asshole Michael” Leah shouted as she put her clothes on.
“Well we do know this much and that is you’re very different. Bitch be gone!” Michael stated.
“You’re nothing but a piece of shit Michael.” Leah shouted as she left.
Leah left and headed home; she couldn’t help but be surprised at Michael’s attitude. He had always been so opened about everything and that was one of the things Leah liked about him besides the fact that he ate her pussy well. He always made sure she was pleased and he knew that by doing that it made her pussy hot. They would fuck anywhere the got the urge, the fucked by the lake in the car. One time they went on a trip and she sucked his dick while he drove and he shot cum on the top of the car roof. They had made love in a Jacuzzi, any and everywhere. They were a perfect match there was only one problem he wasn’t Tamala. When she arrived home Leah was surprised to see all the lights on, her parents were usually sleep this time of night. Leah hoped everything was alright as she pulled into the driveway. As she prepared to place the key into the key hole, the door swung open and her mother started screaming at her. Leah was sure the whole neighborhood could hear her, but Leah had no idea why.
“How could you embarrass me and your father like this?” She asked.
“Momma what are you talking about?” Leah asked confused.
“Don’t you stand there and act like you don’t know what I am talking about!” Her mother yelled.
“LeAnn let’s take this inside, there’s no need for everyone to know our business.” Her father advised as he led her into the house.
“Momma I have no idea what you are talking about for real.” Leah replied.
“Michael called us and told us you’re leaving him to be with a woman! That’s what I am talking about!” her mother screamed.
“Leah have you lost your mind?” her father asked.
“No I haven’t lost my mind and I can’t believe he called here with that. He’s just mad because I won’t let him join in!” Leah answered.
“What? Why would you speak like that in front of me and your father?” Her mother screamed.
“Well you always taught me to be honest, that’s what I am trying to be. I just told him I had desires to be with a woman.” Leah shared.
“Leah shut your mouth! That’s just plain sick!” Her mother exclaimed.
“It’s life momma. There’s nothing sick about it.” Leah answered.
“Leah you need to get some professional help.” Her father advised.
“I don’t need professional help dad; I just need some time to figure all this out.” Leah replied.
“Well you won’t be figuring it out in this house. No daughter of mine is going to be running around town with a woman!” Her mother stated.
“Wait LeAnn we need to calm down and talk about this entire situation first before we go making some hasty decisions.” Her father advised.
“She ain’t staying in this house out in the streets carrying on like that, I mean it!” Her mother stated.
“I don’t want to talk and I don’t have to stay in this house listening to her scream her head off for nothing!”
Leah screamed as she headed upstairs to her room. Once upstairs Leah could hear her parents going back and forth, she was mad as hell with Michael, he had ousted her and she hadn’t even touched a woman yet! She picked up her cell to text him a very nasty message.
“You bastard you are ruining my life stay away from me! Forget you ever knew me.” She texted to his cell.
As she lay there she figured a hot shower would ease her mind, she needed to get everything erased if only for a night. Leah went back in thoughts to where she recalled a time when she was over at Tamala’s house when the feelings actually surfaced. They had gone out and got in late so Tamala invited them to spend the night. She and Quiana took her up on her offer and while they were getting undress, she remember standing there staring at Tamala’s body. Tamala only had a g-string on with her breast fully exposed, Leah envisioned herself sucking on them. Once she realized that everyone else was watching her she looked away. They never questioned her about it and they just went on as if nothing unusual happened. Leah got into the shower; she wanted to go straight to sleep. Facing a bigger day tomorrow she needed all the rest she could get.
The next morning after waking Leah dressed and went downstairs where she found her parents sitting having breakfast her usual place setting had already been deleted. She got a glass of orange juice then sat as she took a seat her mother got up and went over to the sink as if she was getting ready to do something. Leah just rolled her eyes then announced that she would be moving out as soon as she found a place and asked her parents to be patient with her. Her mother commented that she would not be welcomed if she continued this type of behavior, which did not surprise Leah. When her mother left out of the kitchen her father kissed her on her forehead and told her he would help her if she wanted him to. Leah thanked him but assured her father she would be fine, learning early on to save her money for a rainy day and now she had many rainy days ahead. Tamala paced back and forth as she waited for Leah to return. She thought about how things started between the two of them and tried to figure out when things began to go wrong. When did this tug of war start and who was to blame? At first they proved to be inseparable, happy and free. Now they could not be in the same room without getting into a confrontation. True they had gone from being friends to being lovers without any warning but they were there but now they needed to figure out how they were going to work on their problems. Tamala knew that when they hooked up she was vulnerable, and needed a lot of attention but Leah knew this about her from being just friends. She had to be validated constantly, though sometimes she tried her best not to.
There were many questions that Tamala needed answered but she knew she had to wait until Leah returned to get them. Tamala never guessed in her wildest dream that she would be in love with a woman. It just seemed so natural and Tamala included her in all of her doings; whether it was sleeping, bathing, eating or shopping she wanted her there. When they were apart she missed her and could not wait to see her. Tamala hated not knowing what Leah was thinking as far as their relationship was concerned. Was her wanting her attention so wrong? Was this the way it was supposed to unfold? Leah had helped her in so many ways and she was grateful for that. Tamala had now made up in her mind that she was not going to manipulate this relationship; if Leah stayed then it would have to be her choice. Tamala felt the tears stinging in her eyes; there was an unknown feeling of pain in the pit of her stomach. She needed to talk to Leah and get things straighten out tonight! She needed to know whether she needed to move on without her and if she had to she would. Tamala thought back to when they first had their encounter, neither one of them planned it at least not her. It was the night after celebrating her birthday the trio which consisted of herself, Leah and Quiana. Quiana and Leah had arranged an awesome party for her and they celebrated practically the whole weekend. It was like no weekend she had ever known. She remembered it as if it was yesterday, when the phone rang and Quiana was on the other end.
“Hello.” Tamala answered.
“Hey girl. What’s up?” Quiana asked in her ghetto fabulous voice.
“ I’m trying to find something for tonight.” Tamala replied.
“Girl all that shit you have and Bitch let’s not forget you own a boutique!” Quiana reminded her.
“You would be surprised Q. Anyway what’s up?” Tamala asked.
“We will be there for you at six o’clock so please make sure you are ready on time.” Quiana begged.
“I am always ready on time.” Tamala argued.
“Whatever! So don’t bring any money. Leah and I are paying for everything.” Quiana stated.
“What? Hell to the no! This is a joke right?” Tamala teased.
“Bitch I said we got you!” Quiana replied.
“I’m just kidding calm down!” Tamala stated.
“Girl please don’t go getting my pressure up! That shit ain’t cool.” Quiana replied.
“Ok I need to go; I still have a lot to do if I am going to be ready on time.” Tamala announced.
“Bye-bye see ya later!” Quiana stated as she hung up the phone?
Tamala hung up the phone with Quiana then went back to look for something to wear, all her clothes were nice and hugged her five foot nine inches frame gloriously. She had received many compliments on her figure but no one knew what she did to keep it looking like that. She held one of the darkest secrets; she suffered from bulimia which she kept hid. Not even her family and friends knew about it. Tonight she was going to try and eat light so she would not have to go back and forth to the bathroom; maybe she wouldn’t eat at all. She also decided to bring her credit card with her just in case, she knew her friends were not as fortunate and did not mind in the least if she had to pitch in. Quiana loved to shop even though she really could not afford to all the time and Leah had just moved out on her own and though her family were well off it was their money. After kicking her out for admitting to having the lesbian syndrome, her mother told her she no longer had a family. Tamala had offered her a place in her home at the time trying to be an understanding friend but she declined. She never thought for one minute that Leah would ever turn to a lesbian or even had the tendencies. She was the only one in the trio who‘s relationship lasted more than six months. There was a time she and Quiana noticed her staring but no one thought any more of it, shit women looked at each other’s tits all the time. Tamala owned her own boutique which was located in “Jackson Square” a very exclusive part of the city in New Orleans, where tourists frequent a lot. It had its rewards and she remembered she needed to past through there to pick up a pair of earrings to wear out tonight. On her way to the boutique she put in Tamia’s CD and went straight to her favorite song “Me.” Tamala got her earrings and headed back home, she jumped in the shower then went to lie across her bed she still had a few hours before they would arrive to pick her up. She was lonely and each time she returned home it would hit her. She had not dated or been with a man in over a year, partly because she was busy in her boutique and because she had not been anywhere to come across a halfway decent black man. She once thought about crossing over to white men but thought about their small dicks and decided against it. So she continued to be alone in a four bedroom home with no one to share it with. Tamala took a short nap then she got up and started getting dressed, they arrived at five-thirty. Tamala only had to do her make up, and then put on her jewelry. They looked like they had stepped out of a magazine; she greeted both women with a hug.
“Hey T!” Quiana shouted.
“Hello.” Leah said softly.
“Hey Leah, Quiana you two look so great.” Tamala replied. “So do you girl!” Quiana replied. “Don’t she Leah?”
“Yes she does.” Leah agreed.
“Well I am ready if you two are.” Tamala stated.
“Girl we been ready, so let’s get this party started.” Quiana suggested.
“Well let’s party!” Tamala replied as she grabbed her purse and house keys then headed out the door.
Tamala stepped outside to find a stretch limousine awaiting her.
“What’s this?” Tamala asked surprised.
“It’s for you!” Quiana announced excitedly. “It was Leah’s idea!”
“Really? Why?” Tamala asked.
“Well because I want you to really enjoy your birthday.” Leah responded.
“Girl I almost passed out when I saw it! I can’t wait for my birthday a bitch better have a limousine waiting for me.” Quiana teased.
“Leah you shouldn’t have.” Tamala cried.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?” Leah asked.
“I love it! It’s just too much!” Tamala replied.
“It’s never too much for a friend.” Leah stated as she held the door for her to get in.
“So come on and let’s go!” Quiana rushed.
“Leave her alone Q and get in.” Leah ordered.
“Oh my bag, I didn’t know she had a personal body guard too.” Quiana teased.
“Quiana please.’ Leah replied.
“Come on and stop with all this mushy shit! I’m ready to party!” Quiana stated.
When Tamala entered the limousine she saw a present with her name on it, along with a dozen of roses.
“The gift is from the both of us and the roses are compliments of Leah.’ Quiana offered.
“Thank you both so much but you didn’t have to do all this. God I love y’all so much!” Tamala cried.
“The best is yet to come.’ Leah said softly.
“Oh, oh some more shit!” Quiana teased.
“Shut up!’ Leah replied. The limousine driver closed the door and as he drove away, the girls popped open a bottle of Cristal and began their partying.
CHAPTER TWO
True they had spent a lot of time together and when they were together they enjoyed each other‘s company. Now she had to start all over their talk after she finally decided to show her face again led to this conclusion. Tamala was heart broken but she accepted the fact that they would no longer be as one. At first Tamala was angry but happy that she finally knew where they stood as a couple. Funny Tamala thought, she never really loved me, she never knew I existed. Was I just a challenge for her? What a fool I have been, I let this happen. I welcomed it, going into something with blindfolds on “Hmm…… I didn’t get anything out of it but a few amazing orgasms and a waste of my time.” She thought to herself.
“I gave her my all because I thought that’s what she wanted.”
Tamala sat there and got madder by the minute. She wanted Leah to pay for toying with her emotions and her life and make her feel the pain she was feeling. Then on the other hand she loved her and wanted her to stay a part of her life. After all she was her first female and now they shared a history together, one that had no chance of being erased.
“She doesn’t want me!” Tamala yelled out aloud as she buried her head in her hands and cried.
Tamala did not want to see Leah’s face anytime soon she needed time to go through the heartache phases. Her cell started ringing it was Leah. She had been calling all day since they had their talk. Leah answered after two rings.
“I wanted to come over and make sure you’re alright.” Leah stated.
“Leah I don’t think it is a good idea for us to see each other right now.” Tamala informed her.
“What? Why are you tripping Tamala?” Leah asked.
“I am not tripping this is for the best!” Tamala argued.
“If that’s the way you want it.” Leah gave in.
“I do.” Tamala stated.
“Well give me a call when you get some time, we don’t have to end things like this.” Leah replied.
“You ended it, not me!” Tamala stated as she slammed the phone down.
Tamala turned on the television to see what was on, she felt like the world was closing in on her. She went passed a few channels and saw the “Parkers” were on. She loved her some Monique and Countess Vaughn, both was big beautiful women who carried themselves with a lot of class. After a few minutes she began to laugh, something she hadn’t done in a long time. It felt good to laugh out loud again.
Tamala made up in her mind to never cry over Leah again, she had already shed too many tears. The next time they are in each other’s presence she’s going to look right through her as if they never had an intimate encounter. "It's her turn to miss me.” She thought to herself. She decided to cook herself a rib eye steak with a salad to go with it; she suddenly realized that she had to get back into the habit of just cooking for one. As she poured herself a drink she thought about even going out tonight. She called Quiana but got her answering machine. "Looks like it’s going to be a solo act.” She thought. Tamala started feeling bad when she realized that she had completely pushed Quiana to the side for Leah. Quiana never said anything but Tamala knew she was not pleased with how she was being treated. Quiana was crazy as hell and loud as anyone could get but she was real and Tamala could appreciate it. She was there along with Leah when Tamala was coping with her bulimia. Quiana was the person who busted her on the night of her partying while they were in the bathroom. She never forgot the look on Quiana’s face when she opened the door and saw her putting fingers down her throat. Tamala admitted to her sickness and then sought some help. Both her friends were there for her during her battle with the disease and it was because of them that she got through it. Tamala had not heard from Quiana in a few days and tonight being Friday she wouldn’t hear from her until next week sometime. Tamala found her something to wear out; she remembered where the club was having gone there several times with Quiana and Leah. She left out at eleven o’clock, when she arrived to the club the place was jam packed, the lesbians were definitely out. She liked this spot because the women who came there was very classy and sophisticated. She made her way to the bar area to order herself a cosmopolitan. She could not help but notice a woman sitting at the opposite end of the bar who seemed to be watching her. Tamala smiled and took a seat the next time she looked up the woman had made her way to the empty seat next to her. Tamala felt a little bit nervous because this was her first time out in this club alone, she had to admit that the woman was very beautiful and sexy!
“May I sit here with you?” The stranger asked.
“Hmm... sure.” Tamala replied.
“I am Diva.” The woman introduced herself.
“Hello nice to meet you I’m Tamala.” Tamala replied.
“Are you here alone?” Diva asked.
“Yes looks like it.” Tamala answered.
“I see well that’s good for me, maybe I can keep you company.” Diva stated.
“Sure I would like that. Is Diva your real name?” Tamala could not resist asking.
“No, but that’s the only name I answer to. My real name is Dacha but only my family calls me by that name.” Diva answered.
“Well I think Dacha is beautiful also.” Tamala responded.
“Thank you!” Diva said. “I think that you are a beautiful and sexy woman, I hope you don’t mind me saying so.”
“Now you’re making me blush.” Tamala replied.
“It’s true. Why else do you think I came over? I had to get to you before the vultures came out.” Diva joked.
“Well there are certainly a lot of beautiful women in here. I noticed as I came in and you were included.”
Tamala stated hardly believing she said those words.
“There are a lot of nice looking women but none can come close to you and thank you for the compliment.” Diva replied.
“You’re too sweet.’ Tamala answered.
“So tell me why it is that such a beautiful woman like you in here by herself.” Diva asked.
“I just had an awful breakup with my ex-girlfriend and I wanted to get out and forget all about it.” Tamala responded.
“I know all too well how you feel.” Diva answered trying to sound comforting.
“Do you really?” Tamala asked.
“Yes, we all go through it. You’ll be just fine.” Diva assured her.
“I wish someone would have warned me how deep it could get being in love with a woman.” Tamala stated.
“Well every relationship is different and the reason behind a breakup varies.” Diva shared.
“Hmmm…” Tamala sighed.
“So are you going to drink your troubles away?” Diva asked. “Or can a girl help you forget about your heartache?”
“No I am not going to drink all night and yes you can help me forget.” Tamala replied.
Tamala wanted to be held even if it was just for one night. She needed a woman’s touch and from the looks of it she just might get it. She talked to Diva and found she really enjoyed their conversation. Diva made her smile and laugh, she even persuaded her to get on the dance floor. Tamala after having a few more drinks she found it easier to open up. Diva accompanied Tamala when she announced that she had to go to the bathroom. After finishing up Tamala went over to wash her hands. As she was drying them Diva came up behind her and held her around the waist. Tamala turned around and before she knew it their lips were touching each other. It felt good Tamala stepped back and looked into Diva’s eyes, and then she smiled. She took Diva’s hand and led her out of the restroom, back to the dance floor. Janet Jackson’s “Anytime, Any Place” was playing; she held Diva close to her and closed her eyes. They went back to their seats, where Tamala thanked her for the kiss and the dance.
“I feel like Janet.” Tamala admitted.
“And how does Janet feel?” Diva asked.
“I want you now!” Tamala replied.
“I’ve wanted you from the first time I saw you!” Diva stated.
“Really? All you had to do is ask. I’m feeling very vulnerable tonight. Will you come home with me?” Tamala asked.
“No but I would love for you to come back to my place.” Diva insisted.
“Oh I see. So will you still respect me in the morning?” Tamala teased.
“Of course I will but will you respect me?” Diva teased back.
“Can I get breakfast too?” Tamala asked.
“You can get anything you want!” Diva assured her.
“Anything?” Tamala asked.
“Yes, anything..!” Diva answered.
Tamala looked at Diva and winked then she grabbed her hand and the two left the club. She had no idea what to expect but she knew that it was going to help her get through the night and right now that’s all she needed.
CHAPTER THREE
Leah honestly did not know what she wanted. She did know that she loved Tamala and always wanted to be with her, things were just moving too fast for her. She did not want to put a label on their relationship, she never had to do it when she was dating men and she didn’t feel like she had to do it now. Tonight as she lay in her bed she missed Tamala, it had been a long time since she had to sleep alone, and when she called Tamala she got the answering machine.
“Why won’t she answer the phone?” she asked herself. Leah decided to try Quiana; she was surprised when she got an answer. Quiana informed her that Tamala called and left a message about going to the club.
“Quiana what are you doing tonight?” Leah asked.
“Nothing much, too tired to go out tonight.” Quiana replied.
“Do you mind if I come over? I don’t want to be alone tonight.” Leah shared.
“Come on, stop and get me a two piece from Church’s with a pepper and coke.” Quiana requested.
“Girl you’re always eating something, alright see you in a few.” Leah stated.
Leah failed to tell Quiana about the argument and breakup she and Tamala had. Leah also failed to mention to Quiana how horny she was feeling. Quiana and Leah had gone out while she and Tamala were starting out and ended up in bed together. Leah did not think it was too bad because she and Tamala had not slept together yet. At least that’s how she justified her actions. She and Quiana blamed it on the alcohol, chalked it up as an experience and never spoke of it again. When Leah and Tamala became serious, she and Quiana decided it would be best not to say anything.Still as Leah sat in the drive thru line she thought back to that night. The sex with Quiana was amazing; she was passionate and came without any pressure or stress. She has this attitude about life and it’s “whatever” she was really feeling Quiana tonight. Leah pulled up to Quiana’s apartment complex about twenty minutes later and headed upstairs to her apartment. She knocked on the door twice then Quiana let her in. Leah almost passed out when she discovered Quiana was barely wearing anything and looking very sexy. She handed Quiana her food then took a seat on the couch. She tried her best not to stare but found it hard; once Quiana finished eating at the dining room table she joined Leah on the couch. “So what’s wrong with you and your girl?” Quiana asked.
“What do you mean?” Leah asked.
“Don’t play me stupid! The only time I ever hear from you two is when there is something wrong.” Quiana stated.
“Don’t trip I always call and check on you Quiana.” Leah argued.
“Yeah right!” Quiana replied.
“We broke up. She was just putting too much pressure on me.” Leah confessed.
“Really? I’m so sorry to hear that.” Quiana stated.” Still you knew how she was before you got with her.
“True but I thought we had an understanding about taking things slow, sex is good but everything else sucks.” Leah admitted.
“I hear you. So what do you want to do we can talk or we can fuck!” Quiana offered.
“How did you know?” Leah asked as she made her way over to Quiana.
“I told you before, everyone comes back including women! I don’t mind though you know I am easy going. No pressure strings or stress.” Quiana replied. “All I ask is that I get a hellified orgasm, the same I am giving you!”
“I can do that and more. I needed to be with you tonight, that’s why I came over." Leah admitted.
“I know, now shut up and kiss me.” Quiana ordered her.
Before they knew it they were on Quiana’s living room floor making love. Quiana was right about one thing and that was she was easy to be with and a way of making you feel like you are the only one. Leah forgot about her problems with Tamala and enjoyed the pleasures of Quiana. Leah soon realized that she wasn’t ready to settle down with just one woman, she wanted to experience all kind of women of different size and races. Tonight as she lay in Quiana’s arms she wondered where Tamala was and what she was doing. She knew that she probably met someone no doubt, she was too beautiful and sexy not to.
Quiana was fast asleep and it amazed Leah how she was climaxed constantly throughout their session. She never tired and each time with her was better than her first, her pussy was so wet until her juices were running down to the back of her ass. Leah knew that if Tamala was to find out about her and Quiana escapade she would lose all sense of control.
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Tamala followed Diva in her car; she learned early on to always take your own car so when you’re ready to leave you can go. Diva as it turned out only live thirty minutes away from the club. Tamala did not want to think about what she was doing, she just wanted to do it! Diva was very intelligent, sexy and understanding; she made Tamala feel like they had always known each other. She also made Tamala feel extra special, which is how Tamala needed to feel. Tonight it was understood that it was going to be just that, two people wanting and desiring each other’s company. Tamala followed Diva into a gate which led to the driveway that led to an enormous house; well mansion was more like it. The front lawn contained a beautiful garden and water fountain. Tamala parked and then got out of her car and followed Diva to the entrance of the house. Diva held her hand as they walked through the front door. Once inside Tamala was taken away by all the beautiful African-American art work displayed.
“This is a beautiful home you have.” Tamala stated.
“Thank you and please make yourself at home.” Diva offered.
“Do you live here alone?” Tamala asked.
“Yes at times.” Diva answered.
“I love it! Did you decorate it yourself?” Tamala wanted to know.
“Yes, I have my own Interior Decorating firm named Divatized.” Diva shared. “Would you like to something to drink?”
“Yes what do you have?” Tamala asked.
“Everything.” Diva responded.
“Well I’ll have another cosmopolitan.” Tamala replied.
“Sure follow me.” Diva stated.
They went into another huge room where there was a bar and lounging area. It had the biggest and most beautiful couch Tamala had ever seen in a burnt orange color. The bar had room for at least twenty people to sit comfortably. Tamala looked around the room and spotted some of the most beautiful poster size pictures of Diva, this woman was exquisite. Tamala went over to the couch and tried her best to relax; she was very intimidated being inside this beautiful home.
“Tell me why it is that someone who is so beautiful and obviously successful alone?” Tamala asked.
“How long have you been a lesbian?” Diva asked as she handed her the drink.
“Almost a year now.” Tamala answered.
“Well you will learn soon enough, there is a lot to learn about women. Still while I am beautiful and successful as you say, I have to be careful about the people I allow in my space.” Diva shared.
“There are a lot of women who will use and abuse you; I am not looking for a gold digger.” Diva answered.
“I see, so what is it exactly you’re looking for?” Tamala asked.
“Someone with goals and aspirations, who will love me for me and not for what I have; I want a real, true love.” Diva replied.
“I know what you mean, I want the same thing.” Tamala shared.
“Do you? What would be your idea woman?” Diva asked.
“Someone who can make me laugh, who loves me for me. Someone who is successful and know what they want.” Tamala replied.
“Well that’s good.” Diva replied. “Would you like to take that tour of my home now?” Diva offered.
“I thought you’d never ask.” Tamala teased as she got up off the couch.
“Fine, follow me sweetie.” Diva invited.
Tamala followed Diva into the hallway where they got onto an elevator. They got off on the second floor where they began the tour. The house had fifteen bedrooms according to Diva and three floors. As Tamala toured the house she found that each room was more beautiful than the previous one. Diva didn’t seem to mind Tamala’s excitement; she had received these kinds of reaction many times before. Diva showed Tamala whole house including the guest house out back and the pool. Then they went back inside to the lounging room sat and continued to talk. Tamala thought she would be joining a woman and just having sex but Diva was different, she was understanding and patient. Diva went to put on some music, she played some Heather Headley “He Touched Me” it was the most beautiful song Tamala had heard in a long time. The sound exploded from inside the walls, Diva looked at Tamala and grabbed her by the hand. She led her over to the wall and pressed a button which revealed a dance floor coming up out of the floor. Diva helped Tamala to the dance floor and sensuously held her inside her arms. Tamala wanted to melt in her arms, this was better than an orgasm!
Diva later took Tamala to her bedroom which was located on the third floor of her home. They talked and laughed all night, no one even thought about sex. They fell to sleep in each other’s arms with their clothes still on. The next morning when Tamala had awakened, Diva had some clothes for her lain out at the foot of the bed, along with a note telling her to take a long bath, and then take the elevator downstairs to have breakfast. Tamala found her bathroom if you could call it that, it was as large as the bedroom. The bedroom was large enough to fit three king size bed and still have a lot of room for two large couches, still with room for anything else you decided to put in there. Tamala found a large Jacuzzi tub and ran her bath water, Tamala owned her own four bedrooms home but it was nothing compared to this.
While she was soaking in the tub with her eyes closed, she suddenly felt hands washing her neck and breast. She opened them to find Diva’s hands stroking her, Tamala loved the way it felt. She smiled as Diva planted a soft kiss on the top of her head. Diva left to go check on the breakfast as Tamala got out of the tub. Once dry and dressed she headed downstairs.
First she decided to take the stairs before remembering that Diva had an elevator and it would be a long walk from the third floor. When she got downstairs it took her a minute to find Diva who was waiting for her by the patio. The table had fresh flowers beautifully arranged and set up like they were having a feast. There was French toast, fresh fruits, eggs benedicts, turkey bacon, orange juice, and coffee. Everything smelled so good, Diva was an excellent cook from the look and smell of the food, Tamala walked up behind her and hugged her around the waist. It was strange because she felt as if she had known her forever. They sat and enjoyed their breakfast over a nice conversation; afterwards Tamala thanked her and the headed home; promising to call Diva later.
CHAPTER FOUR
Tamala was filled with so much excitement that she needed to tell someone. She decided to go over to Quiana and wake her up so she could tell her the news about her night before and that she and Leah are no longer seeing each other. Tamala pulled into Quiana’s parking lot and was surprised to see Leah’s car parked there.
“Well what is this? She’s over here kind of early.” Tamala thought to herself.
She thought to leave because she did not want to see Leah yet but her curiosity got the best of her. She decided to go find out what was going on, even though they were no longer together she could not help but to worry about her. She knocked on the door and waited for Quiana to answer. Quiana answered the door still half asleep; she was surprised to see Tamala standing there.
“Hey, aren’t you going to invite me in?” Tamala asked.
“Yeah come on in.” Quiana said as she stepped aside to let her in.
Tamala went inside and saw Leah sleeping on the living room floor. Quiana walked past Tamala and took her spot on the floor where Leah was. Leah not realizing that Tamala was in the room wrapped her arms around Quiana.
“Um Leah, Tamala’s here.” Quiana tried to warn her.
“What? Where is she?” Leah asked.
“I’m standing right over you.” Tamala answered, “What in the hell is going on here?”
Leah now realizing Tamala’s presence jumped up from the floor, with a guilty look on her face. She was afraid and wondered how Tamala would react to her explanation. Out of the blue Quiana just started volunteering information.
“We fucked last night! She was horny; I was horny so we did the damn thing!” Quiana shared.
“You did what?” Tamala asked.
“Girl to tell you the truth this is not the first time, she didn’t want to tell you but I am real and I keep it real. Can’t help it and won’t apologize for being a straight forward Bitch!” Quiana stated.
“Quiana please!” Leah screamed.
“So what do you mean this ins not your first time?” Tamala wanted to know.
“Girl don’t trip, I just told you! It’s not serious with us; it was just sex “T” so chill.” Quiana replied.
“I can’t believe this, so you couldn’t wait to have my left overs huh?” Tamala asked now pissed off.
“Bitch please you had my left overs.” Quiana shouted back.
“Leah did you have to hurt me this way?” Tamala asked as the tears welled up in her eyes. “You ain’t shit! Do you hear me?”
“Tamala it just happened.” Leah tried explaining.
“Just happen fucking somebody doesn’t just happen.” Tamala screamed. “You two can have each other! Stay the fuck out of my face!” Tamala screamed as she stormed out the door.
Leah just sat there not knowing what to do or if she should do anything. Quiana lit up a cigarette then went into the kitchen.
“I don’t know why she is tripping so hard after everything we’ve helped her with. I thought you told me y’all broke up?” Quiana asked.
“Well according to her it is over.” Leah replied.
“She should have called before coming over here anyway.” Quiana stated.
“She just dropped by?” Leah asked.
“Didn’t I just say she didn’t call?” Quiana replied.
“Maybe I need to go check on her?” Leah wondered.
“Yeah maybe you do but she won’t talk to you right now, let her cool off first.” Quiana suggested.
“Well I ‘m going anyway; if she doesn’t talk I’ll leave.” Leah stated.
“Tell her I said don’t bring that shit to my door again cause next time I won’t be as nice.” Quiana advised.
“Quiana just let it go! This shit has really gotten out of hand.” Leah replied.
“Well you didn’t think so while you were eating my pussy. Did you?” Quiana taunted.
“Whatever just let her know I don’t appreciate it, because nobody talks like that to me in my own shit!” Quiana argued.
“I’ll call you later.” Leah announced as she headed out the door.
“Don‘t stress yourself. I’m cool.” Quiana stated.
Leah left not knowing if Tamala would talk to her or not but there was only one way to find out. She wanted to talk to her so she could explain why she did what she did. Leah had no idea of what she would say but she could not leave things like this. She still wanted to be very much apart of Tamala’s life. Tamala went to her house as she pulled into her garage her face was wet with tears. Leah kept hurting her over and over. Why did she keep hurting her like this? Tamala wondered. She got out of her car and went inside; she had to walk slowly because she felt as if her legs were giving out on her. She still found it hard to believe what she had just walked into. If she had just left when she saw Leah’s car she could have spared herself the pain but something in her would not let her just walk away. The two people who meant the most to her had stabbed her in the back and Quiana acting like its all good.
Now as her anger rose she found it hard to cry, it was as if her body had gone numb. It was down right betrayal on both sides and she would never be able to forgive them, at least not anytime soon. She turned her phone off as well as the answering machine.
She knew that Leah would be calling trying to explain. There was nothing she could say to change Tamala’s mind, so she didn’t need even try.
Leah tried calling Tamala but received no answer on any of her phones. She knew that Tamala probably took them all off the hook, so she decided to go over anyway. When she arrived she saw Tamala’s car parked inside the garage with the door
still opens; she parked then went to ring the door bell. Leah answered the door already knowing who it was.
“Come on in and get your shit, then get the fuck out of my life!” Tamala advised.
“Tamala please let me explain.” Leah begged.
“I don’t want to hear anything you have to say, Leah!” Tamala warned.
“Please.” Leah continued to beg.
“Get your shit then get out! You can’t say anything to change what you’ve done!” Tamala screamed.
Leah knowing that she was losing the battle decided it would be best if she just got her stuff and left. She knew that once Tamala made up her mind there was no changing it. She felt bad hearing the hurt in Tamala’s voice; it was not her intentions to hurt her. She also noticed the hurt in her eyes, if she could turn back the hands of time she would. Leah was no fool and she knew that she would never find a woman who loved her like Tamala did. She left and went back to her apartment to think things over. How was she going to fix things with Tamala she had no idea.
Tamala just sat there she needed to cry but the tears now refused to come. She had a wonderful night with Diva but she knew that she needed time to heal before venturing out into another relationship. When she entered her next relationship she did not want to carry any baggage with her. Diva deserved someone who was emotionally stable and though she was very understanding Tamala did not want to burden her. She looked around her house and decided that she needed to redecorate she could afford it. Maybe she’ll invite Diva over to look around to make some suggestions. Quiana sat at home she wondered how it went with Leah and Tamala. She hated herself sometimes and she knew she had a fucked up attitude but she had made it a part of her. She liked both women as friends but deep in her mind she was pissed off that once they hooked up she was tossed to the side.
Did she do these things on purpose? It didn’t matter because it was done and there was nothing anyone could do to change it. She didn’t need Leah or Tamala, she had a lot of other friends and so many booty call stand by that it was crazy. She was off today and decided to just hang around the house; maybe I’ll go out later she thought.
CHAPTER FIVE
Diva spent the day thinking about Tamala, she and not heard from her since she left. She sat and wondered if she was alright. She was tempted several times to dial her number but decided against it, she didn’t want to make her feel like she was stalking her. With Tamala she wanted to take her time and do things right and even though she was tempted last night she did not want sex to become the base for their relationship. She wanted to get to know her, so far she liked what she saw but she knew there was much more to learn. She still had to be careful before she had met so many pretentious women who claimed they were one way and turned out to be something totally different.
They only wanted her for what she could give them, not for her or her heart. Diva knew she had a lot to offer the right person and she didn’t mind giving but she refused to be used. Diva tried her best to get some work done and get her mind off of Tamala, she hadn’t decided if she wanted to gout for lunch or not. Today she really had a craving for pasta but forgot to call ahead to make reservations and she knew the wait would be long. Her secretary buzzed her to inform her of a call from a Ms. Tamala. Diva felt a big smile come across her face, “Please put her through.” Diva requested.
“Hi I’m sorry I haven’t called you until now but I was going through a lot with my ex.” Tamala tried to explain.
“It’s ok I know what it’s like believe me.” Diva assured her.
“Yes it is very draining; it took me the whole weekend to pull myself together,” Tamala shared.
“You will be fine Tamala, the pain will go away.” Diva stated.
“I was calling to see if you wanted to have lunch.” Tamala asked.
“I would love to, I was sitting here just trying to figure out if I wanted to go out or stay in.” Diva replied.
“Good I made reservations at “The Pasta House.” Tamala replied.
“You must have been reading my mind.” Diva stated.
“Great I made us a reservation for one. That’s not too late is it?” Tamala asked.
“Not at all, I’ll see you there.” Diva replied as she hung up the phone.
She began smiling, first at the thought that someone else had offered to buy her lunch and secondly because she had finally heard Tamala’s voice. She sat and spun around in her chair, she felt good about Tamala, and even if they just became friends she wanted her in her life. She would be delighted just to have her there; she had been without a close friend for years, especially after she became successful. It had been hard for her to trust; so many times she had given her heart only to have it stomped on. After going to therapy she discovered that she had been trying to buy her friends. She immediately dismissed those who were using her, it was then when she found out just who her friends were. It took her a while to get used to the loneliness, still she used this time to get to know herself better. Her future companion had to be someone she could talk to, be friends with, someone genuine and real. She knew all the money in the world couldn’t take the place of a person. Diva informed her secretary that she was leaving for the rest of the day and if something came up she could be reached on her cell.
Diva left early because she wanted to pick up some roses and candy for Tamala. She drove her BMW convertible today and she let down the top, she wanted to enjoy every moment of today. With the wind blowing through her hair which had now reached her shoulders and now honey blond, she put on her Gucci sunglasses and Mary J’s CD and played her favorite song “Be without you”. Diva was satisfied with her accomplishments, she paid her own way through college and worked hard to save knowing one day she wanted to own her own business. She had always carried this passion for decorating and after finishing school; she was offered a position at a prestigious decorating firm where she worked herself up the ladder and after becoming the first woman CEO she started making plans to open her own company. After months of planning and development she was finally ready to resign and do her own thing. It was time for her to live her dream. So now that she had made one dream come true it was now time for her to make the rest come true too. She longed for someone to take exotic vacations with, someone to be there with her at dinner time, and someone to hold and kiss during the night.