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    Tales From Sha-Hair-Azad

    By Najya Yasirah


    Antoine’s Hidden “Talents” - Chapter 23




    “It all makes sense, now,” said Reyjah. Derrick and Sheila had followed her home. “The hotel phone call, the condoms, the huge amounts of money, the parties, the woman at Bellissima’s, disappearing at Ms. Holden’s party, and all those woman giving me the evil eye.”  She flopped down on her couch and sighed. “You know, I can’t get mad at him…he did try to tell me that he was a gigolo.” “And you didn’t believe him?” said Sheila, wide eyed. “Nah, I didn’t,” she said. “I thought he was playing.”  “So, you’re not mad?” asked Derrick. “What would be the point?” “We’re still friends, you know. He still doesn’t know that I’m a millionaire,” she shrugged. “But I am definitely going to the clinic.” “I really hope that you confront him about this, this is more than your feelings, this is your health.”

    Reyjah was sitting in the doctor’s office in a paper nightgown.  It was cold. She hated doctor’s offices. Her mind slipped back to her surgeries.  “Reyjah?” She looked up. Dr. Lehman was a client of Derrick’s. She was  fairly young, and had a mass of freckles. Her father was white and her mother was black. Her skin was caramel colored and her hair was brown and naturally curly.  “How are you, Mara?” said Reyjah. “The question is, how are you?” “Why are you here?” “You read the paperwork, didn’t you?” “Yes, and you are clean. So, what up?” “I lost my virginity last night, we used protection, but I found out that he’s a manwhore.” “Huh?” “He’s a paid penis, dick for hire.” “It’s good that you came in.” “Doc, the biggest problem is that he and I have this wonderful camaraderie. And I do have more than friendly feelings for him, but should I approach him with this? Or should I let him tell me?” Mara thought for a moment. “Has he even tried to tell you?” “Yes, in fact the first day that he sat in my chair, he said ‘I am a gigolo.’” Reyjah remembered.  “And you didn’t believe him?” Mara asked. “No, I don’t wan believe stuff like that-I’m from NY!” Mara laughed. “That’s why I’m not too pissed off about it.” “You’re handling this a lot better than I would.” Mara nodded. “I think you should give it some time- see if he’ll crack.” “Okay,” Reyjah nodded. The doctor gave her a handful of assorted condoms. “You can never be too careful,” she said.

    Reyjah and Antoine would spend time together when they could. She didn’t want to get sick of him too quick. Most of the time, she would drive her own car and meet him places and come home after every date. They would go out for pizza, rent movies, watch cartoons, and go running on the beach. They especially loved shopping together. Once, they even sparred against each other at a boxing gym. Antoine was pleasingly surprised that men and women could have fun without having sex. As he started learning more and more about her, the more severe his attraction became. She could recite Shakespeare and was afraid of cockroaches. She loved to eat vegetables and her favorite cheat food was chocolate ice cream. Her favorite fragrance was Eternity for Men, and she kept Antoine well stocked.
       She was dressed in a blue sports bra  and drawstring pants. They were in his living room. She was watching  him demonstrate  his upside down abdominal apparatus. He used the help of gravity boots that hooked onto it.  His body looked delicious. She pulled her hair back as she watched him pull his torso toward his legs. His hair was pulled back and he wore nothing but boxers. “doesn’t the blood rush to your head?” she asked. “Only when I think about it.” He said between breaths.  “Hurry up, now, I have a photo shoot in 45 minutes, and it takes you at least two hours to get ready. Such a girl, you are!” she scolded. Mr. Canady had finally called. He had seen Reyjah in the LA newspapers and was finally ready to employ her. She laughed at Antoine’s  facial expression. His handsome face was frowned.  He unhooked himself. “Would you like to try?” he asked as he stood up. He was very close to her. He had not kissed her in weeks.  He leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips. All of a sudden, he flipped her upside down and hooked her on to the apparatus.  “Nice, trick!” she said. “Disguising diabolical plans with false affection.”  “False affection? I’ll show you!” Antoine quickly slid her pants upward. Pulling her blue thongs to the side, he buried his face between her legs. His tongue began caressing her in the most sensitive area of her body. He hadn’t touched her in so long. He had missed seeing her gorgeous, brown body. Even when he had sex with other women, he would always think of her. She grabbed onto the outside of his legs. Blood was definitely rushing to her head, among other parts. “Oh my God!! Antoine!!!” she screamed. He inserted his tongue further, tasting  flavor that he had been so deprived of. Her nails were digging into his legs and he felt her body shaking. When hr finally lapped at her pleasure knob, she went off. He heard his favorite high note. He chuckled as he replaced her pants. Her face was flustered as he helped her down. She began lightly jabbing him in the chest. He grabbed her hands. “Look at me,” he teased. She was pouting. He was so beautiful. “Ah,Ah, look at Antoine,” he said like a doting  mother.  She looked at him. He looked into her artificial blue eyes. She couldn’t help but laugh. He gave her a kiss on the lips. He loved her so much.

    Tales From Sha-Hair-Azad - Chapter 24