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Travon reached over to hug me and I instinctively jumped and pulled away from him.
“I have your number Travon. I will call you.” I said, sounding colder than I wanted to. But even after me giving him the cold shoulder he was a gentleman and waited to see if I made it into the house safe. As I got closer to the porch I could see that there was a note on the door. I tried to open the screen door but it was locked. The note read: “I put this note on the door at 2:38 am. Your hot ass should have been in the house by then. So wherever you been at, you better go back there. And you better not ring my gotdamn doorbell.” Obviously the key she gave me didn’t fit the screen door. Now I was really pissed.
“Fucking bitch.” I screamed as I headed back to the car.
“Are you Okay baby?” Travon asked, seeing that I was visibly upset.
“My grandmother locked me out the fucking house. I only been here one day and I hate it already.” I yelled, as I started to cry.
“Come on get in. You can come back to the suite with me and I’ll bring you back later.” He said, opening the door for me. I hesitated a minute before accepting the offer. Then I got in the car and we pulled off.
“Okay. That’s what’s up. We can go back to the suite. Get started on round two, then I can take you to breakfast and then home.” Travon said, grinning from ear to ear.
“Look. It ain’t goinig to be no fucking round two okay? If that’s what you feel then just leave me right here and I will take my chances ringing the motherfucking doorbell.” I spat back at him.
“Ok baby. Calm down. What’s the matter?” Travon asked, with a confused look on his face.
“I’m not sure, because I don’t remember much. But I’m pretty sure you took advantage of me while I was drunk.” I stated, angrily. Travon quickly pulled the car over and slammed on the brakes.
“Hold on. Take advantage of you? Yeah right. You started kissing me and that’s what set it all off. You only stopped me once, and that was to ask me if I had a condom. I said yeah, and that was that. Believe me Tiffany, I don’t have to take or sneak pussy from nobody. Never have, never will. So don’t flatter your motherfucking self. Would you have been saying the same thing if I let you go in the bathroom with D-Boy?” Travon screamed, now he too was visibly upset.
“D-Boy? What are you talking about?” I asked, confused.
“Oh, now you don’t remember? How convenient.” He shot back at me.
“Travon, I really have no idea what you are talking about.” I said, now starting to worry.
“Whatever.” He said, looking at me with disgust as if he wanted to spit in my face.
“Whatever? What the fuck do you mean whatever? I don’t know what kind of bitch you think I am, but this is not how I wanted to lose my virginity motherfucker.” I yelled, now starting to cry again.
“Virginity? Look ma I’m..” Travon tried to speak but I cut him off.
“Look. I don’t want to talk about it. Just drive okay?” I said, as he pulled off and I leaned my head against the window and cried heavily. Travon held my hand as he drove. This time I didn’t pull away. I just cried silently as we headed back to the hotel. When we arrived at the hotel I hurried inside and eased down on the couch, still in a lot of pain.
“Can I get you anything?” Travon asked, with the utmost sincerity in his voice.
“I just want to soak in a nice hot bath and lie down.” I replied, with a hint of appreciation.
“Okay. I’ll get you a towel. Do you need anything else?” He asked.
“No thank you. I’m good. As a matter of fact, some shorts and a t-shirt will be good.” I responded. Travon handed me a washcloth and a towel.
“Here you go. I’ll have the shorts and the t-shirt waiting for you when you get out. If you look under the sink, there is some complimentary Aromatherapy bubble bath and bath beads and all sorts of shit. Help yourself to whatever is in the suite.” Travon instructed, once again,
“I have your number Travon. I will call you.” I said, sounding colder than I wanted to. But even after me giving him the cold shoulder he was a gentleman and waited to see if I made it into the house safe. As I got closer to the porch I could see that there was a note on the door. I tried to open the screen door but it was locked. The note read: “I put this note on the door at 2:38 am. Your hot ass should have been in the house by then. So wherever you been at, you better go back there. And you better not ring my gotdamn doorbell.” Obviously the key she gave me didn’t fit the screen door. Now I was really pissed.
“Fucking bitch.” I screamed as I headed back to the car.
“Are you Okay baby?” Travon asked, seeing that I was visibly upset.
“My grandmother locked me out the fucking house. I only been here one day and I hate it already.” I yelled, as I started to cry.
“Come on get in. You can come back to the suite with me and I’ll bring you back later.” He said, opening the door for me. I hesitated a minute before accepting the offer. Then I got in the car and we pulled off.
“Okay. That’s what’s up. We can go back to the suite. Get started on round two, then I can take you to breakfast and then home.” Travon said, grinning from ear to ear.
“Look. It ain’t goinig to be no fucking round two okay? If that’s what you feel then just leave me right here and I will take my chances ringing the motherfucking doorbell.” I spat back at him.
“Ok baby. Calm down. What’s the matter?” Travon asked, with a confused look on his face.
“I’m not sure, because I don’t remember much. But I’m pretty sure you took advantage of me while I was drunk.” I stated, angrily. Travon quickly pulled the car over and slammed on the brakes.
“Hold on. Take advantage of you? Yeah right. You started kissing me and that’s what set it all off. You only stopped me once, and that was to ask me if I had a condom. I said yeah, and that was that. Believe me Tiffany, I don’t have to take or sneak pussy from nobody. Never have, never will. So don’t flatter your motherfucking self. Would you have been saying the same thing if I let you go in the bathroom with D-Boy?” Travon screamed, now he too was visibly upset.
“D-Boy? What are you talking about?” I asked, confused.
“Oh, now you don’t remember? How convenient.” He shot back at me.
“Travon, I really have no idea what you are talking about.” I said, now starting to worry.
“Whatever.” He said, looking at me with disgust as if he wanted to spit in my face.
“Whatever? What the fuck do you mean whatever? I don’t know what kind of bitch you think I am, but this is not how I wanted to lose my virginity motherfucker.” I yelled, now starting to cry again.
“Virginity? Look ma I’m..” Travon tried to speak but I cut him off.
“Look. I don’t want to talk about it. Just drive okay?” I said, as he pulled off and I leaned my head against the window and cried heavily. Travon held my hand as he drove. This time I didn’t pull away. I just cried silently as we headed back to the hotel. When we arrived at the hotel I hurried inside and eased down on the couch, still in a lot of pain.
“Can I get you anything?” Travon asked, with the utmost sincerity in his voice.
“I just want to soak in a nice hot bath and lie down.” I replied, with a hint of appreciation.
“Okay. I’ll get you a towel. Do you need anything else?” He asked.
“No thank you. I’m good. As a matter of fact, some shorts and a t-shirt will be good.” I responded. Travon handed me a washcloth and a towel.
“Here you go. I’ll have the shorts and the t-shirt waiting for you when you get out. If you look under the sink, there is some complimentary Aromatherapy bubble bath and bath beads and all sorts of shit. Help yourself to whatever is in the suite.” Travon instructed, once again,
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