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    Tales From Sha-Hair-Azad

    Drama!! Oh Drama!!

    By Najya Yasirah


    Chapter  2- Gee, Reyjah’s Favorite Color Really is Blue



    Antoine and the guys went to Sparky’s a sports bar out on Rodeo. Antoine was downing Fuzzy Navels like it was nobody’s business. Ever since he and Reyjah became an item he had given up the manwhoring business and turned to modeling professionally.  In the meantime, he was searching for a building to turn into a boxing gym. “Are you all right, Antoine?” said his friend Deuce Bigalow.  They were shooting pool and Antoine’s game seemed a little off.  “I’m sexually frustrated,” said Antione. “Reyjah said that we should abstain until we are married, but it’s so damn hard, cuz she’s soooo pretty!” he strained as he missed the 11 ball. “Dammitt!!” Salvador, Arianna’s boyfriend chuckled. “ Blueballs are a bitch aren’t they?” he asked when his turn was up. “Yeah, Reyjah’s favorite color,” said Antoine. Deuce held in a chuckle.“Arianna got mad at me, for what I forgot, and she wouldn’t give me any for 3 whole months.” “Ouch,” said Deuce. “Are you gonna be okay at the strip club, later?” asked Deuce. “I should be fine,” said Antoine. “Just fine.”

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    Kate and Arianna helped a blindfolded Reyjah walk into “Casanova’s” male strip joint. Derrick was happier than all the girls combined. “Why are we doing this, again?” asked Midori to Sheila as they lagged behind. “Just to let Reyjah know that there are other men out there.” “But, Sheila, she loves Antoine..” “But do you think Antoine really loves her?” Sheila rebutted. “Besides, as hard as we work, we deserve to see some ripped, tight, sweaty bodies.” Midori laughed at her friend. “You really need a man, Sheila,” she said as they entered.
    After Reyjah was seated in the front, the blindfold was removed. “No, y’all did not bring me to a dicky bar!!” she said pointedly. “Girl, lighten up,” said Arianna.  Derrick surveyed the room. “You know a lot of these dudes that dance are gay as the day,” he informed. “Good for me!!” “Dammit,” said Sheila, who had hoped to get a number or two.  A handsome waiter wearing a Gladiator outfit approached their table. “Ladies, how may I be of service?” He was a sexy man with brown hair cut in a Caesar and blazing green eyes. He had obviously been to the tanning bed as well as the gym. “You are the most delicious man I have ever seen,” said Midori with her tongue wagging. “That’s what my boyfriend told me last night, girl,” he said. “Dr. Pepper, all around,” said Arianna in frustration. The waiter nodded and left. “What did I tell you?” said Derrick. “Dammit!!” said Sheila. Kate laughed. Reyjah shook her head. “What have y’all gotten me into?”

    Antoine watched as a stripper named “Felice” did a pole dance. “I wonder many pubic hairs that pole has seen?” said Deuce. “Argh,” said Salvador. “That’s an ugly thought,” Deuce. They had gone to “Mistress” a topless bar. Antoine was downing water like it was going out of style. “You are gonna have to piss like a racehorse, Antoine,” said Salvador. “Loosen up, already.”  “It’s hard, when you’re used to having sex about 4 to 5 times daily, it’s hard to break away,” he explained as he ran his hands through his hair. The sight of half-dressed women was getting him aroused. He excused himself and went to the bathroom. A waitress bumped into him. For some reason, he felt drunk and he couldn’t walk straight.  “Antoine Laconte, is that you?” she said. She was Chinese with blue streaks in her long, black hair .She was very petite, but had very large breast implants. “Uh oh,” said Deuce. “Former customer.” Antoine was uneasy. The girl kissed him on the lips. “So what’s going on with you? When can we screw again?” “Ummm..” “Never mind, here’s my number, just call me.” She slipped a business card in his pants pocket and scampered off. Antoine continued his journey to the bathroom.

    Derrick, Midori, Sheila, and Arianna were whooping and hollering at the male dancers. Kate and Reyjah looked at each other. “Each one of these guys has a story, I’ll bet,” said Kate sipping her story. “In fact, I gave ‘Big Bad Wolf’ over there a hair transplant three months ago.” Reyjah laughed. Sheila was making nice with a guy called “Prince Charming.” Midori and Derrick were stuffing dollar bills in G-strings. “Shameless,” said Reyjah laughing.

    Antoine had been gone a very long time. “You had better go check on your boy,” said Salvador to Deuce. Deuce got up from the table and walked towards the restroom. He looked in the bathroom and saw no sign of Antoine. When he closed the door, he saw a room marked ‘Champagne Room’. “He wouldn’t,” said Deuce. Deuce peeped through the door. He wanted to drop where he stood. He saw a thong- clad backside of a blonde woman and Antoine allowing her to give him a bump and grind. Deuce closed the door quietly. “I’ll be damned,” he said.

    Tales From Sha-Hair-Azad - Chapter 3