loud, festive, and fun. There were people everywhere still representing their island pride, singing and dancing with the paraders on the floats and along the route. The music and atmosphere were electrifying. Even the police officers, who were supposed to be controlling the unruly people, were joining in the party. A lot of the women were wearing creative, colorful, decorated bikinis and feather headpieces, with peacock back pieces like the ones Vegas showgirls wore. And it didnât matter how big or small you were. Women with and without fat rolls were having a good time dancing. It was one big party in the street that lasted for hours.
After the parade we went back to the room to recharge and get ready for another night of partying.
âWhere are we going tonight? Wonât you text your friend to find out what where to go tonight? They live here so they should know,â Geneva said.
âI just texted him and, see, he said the Coast Line again, but we should get there before ten so we wonât have to pay admission. Heâs already there.â
âOkay, Iâm not hanging out with grown men trying to get to the club to get in for free,â I said. âTonight is our last night. I donât want to go to the same place again.â
âWell, Iâm tired. I think Iâm going to stay in anyway, let Xavier come through, and bring his friend Henry with him,â Stacey laughed.
âWell we are going out, you can hang out with them if you like,â I responded.
âI am. Let me get in the shower and get ready for my fun.â
Staceyâs guy, Xavier, and the guy I was dancing with the night before, Henry, arrived. I told them Stacey would be out of the shower soon. I didnât know what type of shit she was into and really wasnât trying to find out. I guessed she was about to get her West Indies ménage à trois on, but I wouldnât be staying to watch.
Geneva and I left and on the other side of the door I started shaking my head thinking about the craziness that was about to take place in our hotel room.
âShe is crazy. I hope it is all worth it.â
âDonât be mad because she is about to get it in with two young boys. You have your own at home.â
âIâm not mad at all. I swear Iâm not. Itâs just me; personally, I canât do random dick,â I said as Geneva and I exited the hotel.
âMe neither,â Geneva replied. âWell, Stacey needs some excitement. She said her husband is so tired in the bedroom and he canât stay hard. I donât know how she could live like that. I have to tell Eric to get off of me.â
âYeah, me and Phil hated each other, but our sex life was fine, even during the cheating. Thatâs on her. You never know who the real freaks are.â I laughed and continued on. âWell, I hope she gets enough for both of us. All I know is Iâm having fun. Thank you for convincing me to come.â
âI knew you would. And it wouldnât have been the same without you.â
We walked on the strip where there were a lot of clubs and people out, but the crowd looked much younger than the night before. Without our third wheel the party wasnât as fun, but we made up for Staceyâs absence with extra drinks.
Instead of going into another club we found a bar, talked, and took shots until last call.
Hours later, Geneva and I returned to our hotel room totally drunk. The room was dark and Stacey was still booped up with Xavier. Henry must have had all his fun and left. âShh. Theyâre asleep,â Geneva giggled as she turned on the lights.
âLetâs wake them up.â I pulled the covers off of him and saw his naked body. I nudged Stacey awake. âGirl, tell him to get up and dance for us. If this is a divorce party, I am supposed to have a dancer. Tell him to dance for me.â
Stacey lifted her head up and told us not to bother him. But
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