Erotic City: Miami by Pynk

Author:Pynk
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Insatiable Press Limited
Published: 2013-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Monday – April 9, 2012

3:23 p.m.

16

“Crazy In Love”

THE FIRST thing Kiki said when she stepped inside of Trudy’s home after Trudy closed her front door was “Invite a dick over,” without even offering a greeting,

“Why? You have a dick. A husband dick.”

Wearing a black sweat suit, hair in a braid, Kiki entered the living room and turned to face Trudy. “Because you seem to like dick so much, I thought maybe I can have some playtime with you and one of your dicks. Maybe even a lavender one.”

Trudy walked right up to her. “See. I knew it.”

“Knew what? I just heard you liked Milan’s husband, that’s all. Nothing wrong with that.”

“Heard my ass. You followed me.”

“Followed you?”

“You need to stop before you get your ass kicked out of here.”

“You won’t.”

“Try me.” Trudy’s phone was still in her hand.

Kiki shifted her weight from one leg to the other. “Listen, I know that some woman dropped you off before you got in Lavender’s car. Who was it? Was it Diane?”

“Diane, who?”

“Diane, the one you were talking to in the bed that morning at my house.”

“Damn. You have a memory like a fucking elephant.”

“Who was it?”

Trudy took a step backwards. “Why the hell are you asking questions? I want answers from you? Why do you follow me around town? Why did you actually get out of your car, walk up to the window, and take a pic? Did you use your cell phone?”

“Why did you suck his dick?”

“See. You are so twisted.” She looked away and looked back. “Oh my God!”

“You need to slow down. If you ask me, I’d say you’re a damn sex addict.” Kiki glanced around the living room, “Nice house,” then switched to, “Trudy, why do you have to freak every single solitary night? Can I see your bedroom?”

“You’re weird as hell. First of all, it’s not every night. It’s every morning, noon, and night. I can even have a coregasm while working my abdominals at the gym, and sometimes I even have an orgasm when I pee. I’m sexual, okay? And? And no, you can’t see my damn bedroom!”

Kiki stepped closer, spoke softer. “Be with me. Love me. Love us. Be with me, and my husband if it’s dick you want. But just get to know us. We might be able to please you like you can’t even imagine.”

Trudy put her hand up. “Kiki, first of all, as if you can’t tell, I am not one to be played with or tied down. I’m having fun.” She walked toward the sofa. “I come from a long line of what people call ‘sexy.’ Fuck that. I have the carbon copy body as the women in my father’s side of the family, which is a curse. I’m independent, and honestly, I’m smart. I have a degree in marketing. I basically worked my way through college by dancing on tables, sliding down poles, and earning hundred-dollar tips in the champagne room for being kinky.” She faced Kiki. “And yes, I had a hard ass childhood because of creepy people who fucked up my innocence.

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