"This was really uncalled for." Kathleen growled under her breath. I nodded, looking around the precint. I mean mugged everyone, feeling myself become irritated.
"I mean, you paid him, right?" She asked me.
"Yes. I gave him more than I should have. It's not like we stayed without paying. Didn't you pay?" I asked her as I played with my cuffs. He tried charging us with fraud. What kind of bullshit...?
"Yes. If I didn't, this would've happened sooner." She sighed. I looked at her and saw the worry laced on her face.
"They're coming back." She hissed as she sat up straight. I did the same, looking at the two officers and the man that called the cops on us.
"So, he's claiming that you both didn't pay to stay at his hotel. Is that correct?" Officer Wong asked us. I shook my head.
"No, that's not correct. I payed to stay for a week with her, and he told me two hundred. I threw at least five hundred at him." I answered, truthfully. Officer Wong looked fed up and took his keys and unlocked our cuffs.
"Just don't go back to his motel. It seems like you're telling the truth." He said. I let out a breath of air and grabbed Kathleen's hand.
"Money hungry, bastard." I spat. The Indian man glared.
"You just gonna let them go? You're gonna let that mulatto go? With that white demon? They didn't pay!" He yelled. I froze. Did he just..?
"Anna don't." Kathleen begged as I turned and walked toward him.
"What did you just call me?" I asked as I towered over him.
"Mu-la-tto." He said before spitting in my face. The officers yelled and I felt my blood boil, and then my fist connected with his face. He knocked down on the floor, blood pouring out his nose.
"This is what happens when you come out your face. We're both brown, don't forget that." I spat, before turning around to leave.
"I'm never staying at a motel, again." Kathleen sighed, handing me a napkin. I wiped my face and tossed it into the garbage.
"That was disgusting." I growled.
"Just calm down. It's okay." Kate said as she grabbed her suitcases from the door area and we left the building. I held one for heras we walked to the bus stop. She handed me some hand sanitizer and I put it on before wiping my face down again.
"Come here." She sighed. I wrapped my arms around her waist and she kissed my lips, sweetly.
"It's gonna be okay." She whispered. I nodded, believing every word she said. The bus soon came and we got on, finding two seats in the back. She placed her head on my shoulder and we held a conversation for the rest of the ride.
"You know that gay marriage is legal in all states now?" I asked her. She shook her head.
"I haven't read a news paper in a while." She sighed.
"Well, I have a lot of tea." I answered.
"Serve it while it's hot, babe." She replied. I told her everything, about the racism going on with the police, gay marriage, what's happening in basketball wives, and what's happening at work.
"I missed a lot." She whispered. I saw her eyes water and I kissed her forehead.
"Don't cry, baby." I whispered. She closed her eyes and I pecked her lips twice. We stayed quiet for the rest of the ride, though it made me uneasy as people kept giving us glances.
"I'm so glad to be home!" Kate yelled as she put her clothes on. We just finished showering, and I nearly scrubbed my skin off. I put on a pair of basketball shorts and a t shirt and fed her cat and my snake as she combed her hair out. I took her out of her tank and let her slither around my body for a few minutes. As I put her back, I started to think about some stuff. I remember when Kate and I first started dating, and she took the snake and let it move around her body as I ate her out in the guest room under the red lightbulb that I have in there. Ah, memories.
"What are you thinking about?" She asked as she stood in between my legs, placing her
hand on my cheek. She's in a baby pink crop top and a pair of spandex shorts. I wrapped my arms around her waist, squeezing her ass as I kissed her stomach.
"You." I moaned, biting down on her stomach.
"Stop. Sara said she's coming over. She texted you." Kathleen moaned as I continued to massage her bottom.
"Alright." I said as I slapped her ass, making her jump. She bent down and kissed me, the taste of toothpaste in her mouth. As I pulled back, I noticed that she wrapped up her arm. She sat on my lap and traced her fingers over my tattoos, and I just watched her concentrate. I felt my heart swell up with love as she looked up at me, shooting me a shy smile. I can't imagine living without her, and I prayed that she was alright and that she would come back to me. I couldn't do it. My love is too deep. She's my ride or die. Since high school. And now, my new ambition is to make her my wife.
"I love you." I uttered.
"I love you too, Anna. Always." She replied, wrapping her arms around my neck.
It's been a decent couple of weeks. It's now the first week of April, and we're both laying on the couch, watching a movie on our day off. We both adjusted easily being back at work, and my family has forgiven her as soon as they saw her. Her mother was very upset to know that her daughter has fallen into her old habits, but knowing I'm by her side, she knows everything will be okay.
"Let me take you out, tonight." I suggested as I kissed her ear. She hummed as we sat in our blissful bubble.
"Okay. What should I wear?" She asked.
"Get dolled up. It's gonna be an extra special night, tonight." I rasped as my fingers went up her shirt. Her lips parted as I played with her nipples, tugging on her piercing. We haven't had sex yet, but I do love to tease her and watch her squirm.
"Stop it, Annamarie Lucille Vargas." She demanded, pushing my hand away. Damn, she pulled out my entire government name.
"Shit, sorry." I giggled.
"I'm going to go get my stuff done for tonight. What time do you want to leave?" She asked as she stood.
"Six." I answered her.
"Alright. Three hours. Bye, baby." She kissed my lips and stood up, slipping on her sneakers and sunglasses. It's really warm out, today. She's in a pastel blue t-shirt and grey yoga pants, and her little feet are in her black roshe runs. As soon as she left, I stood and turned off the tv, running into the bedroom. I grabbed my phone and dialed Sara's number.
"Hello?"
"Sara, it's Anna." I breathed.
"What's up? Is everything alright?" She asked me.
"I'm taking her out, tonight. And um.. I'm nervous." I whined. She huffed.
"Annamarie, do you love her?" She asked me.
"Yes." I answered, sternly.
"Do you want to marry her?" She asked.
"Yes. Of course." I answered.
"Then, do it. There's nothing to be nervous about. I'm sure she'll say yes." My sister comforted. I breathed out.
"Alright." I whispered.
"So, where are you taking her?" Sara questioned. I explained my plan to her, hearing her squeal and aw.
"I have to go. I have to pick up some stuff." I said.
"Alright. Good luck!" She squealed. I hung up the phone and looked at the time. A quarter after three. I grabbed my car keys and put on my flip flops and ran outside. I got in my car and drove to the mall. I first stopped by the jewelry store and picked up the ring, bracelet and necklace that I ordered, and then walked to the eyebrow shop. I got my eyebrows done, thinking about how perfect tonight will be. After getting my eyebrows done, I went to the nail salon, saving my hair for last so it won't frizz up. I got a nice dark red color that will match my dress. It's a wine red dress with a deep V-neck and a thin gold belt that's wrapped around the waist, with a high slit at the bottom. I got my makeup done and finally, my hair. I've decided to dye it black and get it cut in layers, the endings of each layer facing my face. I didn't get it cut too short, but got it trimmed. My hair grew down to the beginning of my arm, below my shoulders. I looked in the mirror and barely recognized myself.
"Holy shit." I gasped, smiling widely. I definitely left the lady a large tip. I left the salon and walked around for a little. I sent Sara a picture of my face, hair and nails. She texted back with gibberish and heart eye emojis. Then my mom texted me saying how beautiful I look. So I guess they're together. I blushed and bought a few stuff, like candles and lotions just to pass some time. I bought a pair of heels that will match the gold things on my dress and a few pieces of jewelry. I then drove home, knowing Kathleen will probably be there. It's now going into five thirty. I felt my heartbeat speed up as I walked into the house, straight into my room. She's probably getting ready in the guest room. I put on my dress and fluffed my hair, before slipping into my shoes. I grabbed my purse, slipping the ring inside there and the bracelet. I looked at myself in the mirror, my body in a perfect hour glass, my breast slightly hidden by the smooth dress. My long legs sitting in the gold pumps that I have on. I smiled, my hazel eyes having an excited glint in them. I look good! Like damn, if I was single and saw myself in the street, I'd shoot my shot. I heard heels down the hallway so I turned toward the door and we both gasped at the same time.
"Oh my god." I moaned, staring at the goddess standing in front of me. She's in a beige gold belted bandeau body con dress and beige red bottom platform pumps, the strap around her ankle. Her makeup is perfect, gold eyeshadow and dark red lips matching her outfit. Thank god I chose gold jewelry. Now, that's just my luck.
"You look so...fucking beautiful." She whispered.
"Are you serious? You look like a fucking Greek goddess." I bit my lip as I looked her up and down. I don't think I'll be able to keep my hands off her, tonight. She walked toward me, trailing her finger down my skin that's exposed, her long acrylic nails leaving a sensation that travels down to my womanhood.
"I-I have something for you." I stuttered. She stared at me, sex dripping off her exterior. I grabbed the box and handed it to her. She opened it and gasped.
"Oh Anna, it's beautiful." She cooed, looking up at me, and back down at the necklace. It's a Marco Bicego, link pendant necklace. It has a diamond ring intwined with a gold ring.
"I got it because it reminds me of us. How we're inseparable, and if we try to separate, we'll be damaged. If you try and separate those two rings, they'll both break." I blushed. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me.
"Thank you." She said. I turned her around, nearly moaning at the sight of her exposed back and put the necklace on her. I turned her back and looked into her eyes.
"Let's go." I breathed. We linked hands and left the apartment, getting into my bmw. I drove to the restaurant and confirmed my reservation. We both sat down and she looked at me, a smile on her face.
"You look absolutely amazing, Anna." She breathed, looking at my chest. I smiled, biting my bottom lip. We talked about some stuff, stuff that didn't really matter. My thoughts were racing with anxiety about what I'll be doing, tonight. Oh god, is it hot in here?
"I love the way your tattoos show. It's so you." She said. I smiled.
"Stop making me blush." I giggled. She chuckled, looking down at the menu. We ordered our food and some red wine. We talked some more and laughed as we waited for our food. I linked my fingers with hers and kissed her hand.
"You know what I realized?" She asked.
"What, baby?" I asked, playing with her fingers. I looked up at her as she started to speak.
"We're so unbothered by people." She said as she looked around. I pushed my eyebrows together.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Did you not notice people staring at us?" She giggled. I looked around and saw a few heads turn away and I laughed.
"I honestly don't care. Why should I be ashamed of my love?" I started to lower my voice as I leaned toward her to continue speaking.
"I bet half these men in here have a mistress, while their wives are probably fucking their boss. Yet, I should be ashamed? Hm, no." I started to mimic hetero sex. Kathleen busted out with laughter, snorting slightly. I giggled with her, leaning back in my chair. I sipped my wine, looking around the room, rolling my eyes.
"This is so annoying. It's why I try not to pay attention to it." I continued. She stared at my lips as I spoke, a devious look in her eyes.
"Maybe they want something to stare at." She answered.
"I'm not with the publicizing, princess. I mean, it's annoying because half of the people in general act like they've never watched gay porn, before. You know? And men, they fetishize lesbian sex, but if they actually see two lesbians that aren't up to their standards, all of a sudden they pull out the homophobia card. Oh, 'look at these two dykes. Why do they always have short hair? I bet they always wear their strap on. This is against God, blasé blasé.' I mean, if you fit those stereotypes, don't let the hate offend you. It's you. You're you. Like I bet at least one man in the room has gay sex on the down low. And at least one woman in this room secretly has a thing for women." I ranted. Kathleen nodded her head, agreeing with me as she sipped her wine. I picked up an olive from the appetizer bowl and popped it in my mouth.
"Come here. Since they all wanna stare." I hissed. She sat on the other chair next to me and I touched her cheek, before kissing her softly. She moaned slightly as my tongue grazed against her bottom lip. Our tongues caressed, and then I pulled back, giving her a peck. She laughed against my lips, side eyeing the man at the table next to us.
"You're so petty." She laughed, her hand laying on my thigh. I winked at her, before going into my purse.
"I got you something else." I cooed.
"Oh, Anna. You're spoiling me." She smiled as she touched my knee. I pulled out the box with the bracelet and handed it to her.
"Oh babe." She exclaimed as she opened it. It's a gold charm bracelet. I put a heart charm on it, and an A on it, representing me, of course.
"Thank you." She breathed. I put it on her right arm. Two down, one more to go. I exhaled, watching as it dangled on her wrist. She leaned over and kissed me, again. She moved back to her seat and poured some more wine in her cup. Our food soon came and we both ate.
"Wanna try some?" I asked as I cut my steak into pieces. She nodded, moving into the seat and grabbing her plate with her. I took a piece of steak and fed it to her. Her tongue stuck out as she took the piece of steak from the fork, moaning softly.
"You're such a tease." I whispered in her ear. She winked at me. I took one of the clams off her plate, before sticking my tongue out. My tongue is a little longer than the average long tongue, so I probably look like a real weirdo, but not to her. She stared at me as I ate the shellfish.
"God, don't do that." She moaned, crossing her legs. I smirked. After we finished eating, we ordered some dessert. Chocolate devil cake with some ice cream. This is gonna be fun. I sipped my wine and looked around again.
"I'm so amused." I sighed. She giggled.
"I'm sorry for pointing it out." She said. I shrugged, trailing my hand up and down her thigh, watching her breathing speed up.
"I don't mind, anymore." I answered. She nodded, looking down at my hand, before back at me, biting her bottom lip. Our order came and I took a piece from it, before taking some ice cream and putting it to her lips. She took it into her mouth, her eyes never leaving mine. We continued to eat, the lust radiating off each other. I payed for our dinner and helped her off her seat, holding her hips as we walked out. I kissed her neck, pushing her against my car.
"You're so sexy." I moaned as I kissed her neck. She moaned, grabbing my face and kissing me passionately, biting down on my tongue. I hissed, feeling her hands travel down my back, before pulling away.
"I have somewhere else I want to take you." I whispered. She nodded, smiling softly. I helped her get in the car and I drove off to Times Square. I couldn't find parking so we walked through Times Square in order to reach the place I wanted to take her. We held hands and took photos of us kissing near the lights. We finally reached the destination and we walked in, the sound of the smooth jazz filling our ears as the red lights and smoke covering the room hit us.
"Oh my, what is this place?" She asked me. The slow drumming of the African drums perked my ear drums as the people swayed and danced.
"Edward suggested it to me. It's an underground club. This is their last day in New York. It's mixed with jazz, soft reggae, African drumming, and it has a sexy atmosphere. And there's no judgment here. And sometimes, there's open mic poems." I informed her. She smiled, the red lights in the club making her look sexier than before. A song came on and I grabbed Kathleen and held her hips, swaying with the calm vibes that was given by the song. She held my neck with one hand while holding the other one on top of mine that's on her hips. We swayed slowly as she moved her hips in a seductive matter, pushing her body closer and closer to mine. The red lights were spinning slowly, shining against her face as she stared at me. The smoke in the room covered our feet as we swayed. Sex is in the air. Passion. I twisted her around and crossed my arms on her waist as she swayed against me. We danced for a little while more, before getting a place to sit. The lights changing color.
"What's happening?" She whispered.
"Poetry." I replied, gripping her thigh. I started to trail it up as a tall dark skinned women in cultural clothes walked onto the stage. The slow drumming started as she started to trail her hand down her stomach.
"Lust.." She whispered into the microphone. She gripped her breast, moaning.
"It's the Devils favorite feeling. It haunts the soul. Controls the sway in your hips.." She continued as she moved her hips side to side. I started to rub Kathleen over her underwear as she watched the woman perform.
"It's fingers curled, it's member shifting, growing. It's throat open, it's legs spread wide.. It's climax..." She shivered as she whimpered, causing people to gasp in amazement. As if on cue, Kathleen moaned as I pushed down on her clit. Kate spread her legs wider and I moved her underwear to the side, pushing my finger inside of her. She gasped in sync with the woman on stage, her legs trembling.
"Every man, every woman. They connect skin to skin because of this desire. This... Sin." Once she said that, the familiar beat of Epiphany by Jill Scott started and I added another finger into her, moving them in and out. The lady started to sing the song, and I curled my fingers, causing Kathleen to look at me as her lips parted. Her eyebrows were pushed together and her breathing was escalating. I fingered her faster, curling and uncurling my fingers as the lady performed.
"But why do I feel so empty?" The lady ended her performance with that as Kathleen started to cum, putting her face in her hands, before clapping along with the audience. I pulled my fingers out and pushed them into Kathleen's mouth. She licked them clean, the red light on her face as she looked me in the eyes, her small hands wrapped around my wrist. We continued watching other people perform, some singing songs. We danced some more, and and ate Caribbean food.
"Anna, I had a wonderful night. Thank you." Kathleen said as we walked out the club. My heart started to beat rapidly.
"One more place. I promise you'll enjoy it." I said. I grabbed her hand and we walked to Central Park. We talk about a few things until we reached the gazebo near the water. The ducks quaked as I held her to me.
"Baby, let's go into the gazebo." I whispered. She nodded. We walked into it and she sat down on one of the benches. I looked into her eyes and took her hands.
"Anna, are you alright?" She asked me.
"I just wanted to tell you how much you mean to me. Is that alright?" I asked. She blushed, nodding.
"Kathleen Holly Lara, where do I begin? I just want to start by saying I love you very much, and you're the only one I've ever loved. You were the reason, and still are, why I am still alive, standing here, today. You've been my rock since high school. Since that day you kissed me in freshmen year, to the day we kissed on graduation, to the day we kissed when we reunited at the club. You do things to me. My soul can't function without you. I don't want my soul if it can't have yours next to me. We both struggled and we still are struggling with mental disorders, and family, and love, but I am willing to struggle with you for the rest of my life. I want to be tied to you.." I started as I got down on one knee.
"... In every way humanly possible. I want to grow old with you, have kids with you. I want to love you forever. In heaven, in hell. Wherever. God has blessed me with someone so good in my life. We've been through so much, together. We've been through drugs, boyfriends, sex, everything you can think off. Yes, we lost each other through college but it's meant to be because you're in front of me this day. So, I am asking you.." I grabbed the box and opened it, the ring shining in the moonlight, along with the little charm for her bracelet sitting next to it.
".. Will you marry me?" I asked. Tears were streaming down her face as her mouth stayed open. She started to nod, rapidly.
"Yes, Anna. Yes. I'll marry you. Oh god." She sobbed. I smiled widely, pushing the ring on her finger. A perfect fit. I hooked the charm onto her bracelet and stood, lifting her up.
"We're getting married." I giggled. She wrapped her legs around me and kissed me passionately.
"Please take me home and make love to me." She whispered. I nodded, putting her onto her feet. And that's exactly what I did. I took her home and made love to her until the sun rose. I can't wait to marry this beautiful woman. We may have had bad times, but it's an honor to have them with her, than other people who don't truly mean anything to me..