Fall 1997
"Get out of my way!" Britney said once Jun and Xue helped her to stand.
Britney had fallen down in front of the two women, drunk and crying.
"If I want my nails done and a facial, I'll let you know!" Britney cried out. "Now let me go!"
Shaking free, Britney marched up the stairs, wiping her eyes. The two Asian women watched the blonde woman, then looked at other confused. Their boyfriends approached them.
"What's up baby-girl?" Darterrius asked smiling and handing a drink to Xue his girlfriend.
At six foot two, Darterrius was a tall and muscular football player, although he had strong African facial features, his skin was the colour of peanut butter.
Jun spoke up first. "I don't know what her problem is!"
"Who da bitch?" Tyreese asked looking around at the packed house.
"It was Britney." Xue replied. "I bet her Sadie Hawkins date said no!"
Everyone groaned at Xue's words as people slipped by them at the busy party.
"Don't tell me that's not a real thing in America?" Said Xue, who was from Markham Ontario.
Tyreese took a breath before he tried to explain it, he however was cut off by Jun, his red-haired Chinese-American girlfriend.
"Someone oughta fuck that girl up!" Jun declared loud enough to be heard above the music.
"Ya!" Agreed Xue, who spilt her drink as she pumped her fist in the air.
Tyreese and Darterrius shared a glance, which was followed by a silent nod. Tyreese was the same height as his friend, but that's where the similarities ended. He played basketball and was leaner; his skin was also the colour of caramel with a hint of red, most folks assumed he had some Cherokee blood in him.
"We'll take care of her." Tyreese said.
"Uh... yeah." Darterrius added. "What he said."
Xue took a huge swig of her drink then yelled out. "Hold that bitch upside down and dunk her blonde hair into the toilette!"
The girls gave each other a high-five, then clashed their drinks together as they cheered.
"Keep Lance busy for about half an hour, and we'll take care of her." Tyreese said before giving Jun a kiss on the cheek and motioning for Darterrius to follow him upstairs.
Once they were alone, Xue said to Jun. "How do we keep that jock busy for half an hour?"
Jun pondered this before saying "I think the real question where is he?"
Meanwhile upstairs the boys had found Britney, she was sitting alone on the edge of a bed crying in the dark.
"How you want to do this? Darterrius asked quietly, "Maybe you be Brutus, and I'll be Cassius?"
"I was thinkin this..." Tyreese started to say. "If these were slave days, and you was a field hand, and I was the house N..."
"What you sayin?" Darterrius said loud enough to get shushed by Tyreese.
"I'm just saying." Tyreese said. "There's a time to pull the plow, and a time to use elegant words."
"I think I see what you sayin T-dog." Darterrius replied.
"Good! Cus I'm running out of slave metaphors!" Tyreese replied.
Tyreese leaned in close to whisper his plans to Darterrius, who nodded in agreement.
Once it had all been agreed upon, Tyreese slowly entered the darkened room as Darterrius remained in the hall out of sight.
"Britney?" Tyreese said softly.
She was dressed in a tennis outfit, with a pink shirt and white skirt. At five foot six Britney was blue-blooded blonde with snow white skin, and icy attitude to go with it. She was from New England, and naturally enough as head of the cheerleader squad, she dated Lance the Captain of the football team.
"What do you want?" She said nastily, "I didn't order a drink."
Tyreese took a deep breath, he knew she was a frosty bitch, but just like Edmond Hilary, he knew she was an Everest he could climb! Feeling bold, he moved closer and set a hand on her knee, then brushed an errand strand of hair from her face.
"I came to see if you're alright," He said softly. "I saw that you fell."
His easy words seemed to have drained her of her anger; Tyreese also noticed that she didn't push his hand away.
"Thank-you." Britney said with a sigh. "It's Lance."
Tyreese deciding to wait for her to speak remained silent.
"It's not just what he's doing tonight..." She said trailing off, "Lately when ever he goes to see that fat tutor of his, he comes back smelling like perfume! And I can't seem to figure out who it is."
Tyreese understood instantly who she spoke of, it had to be the manipulative Felicia. Regardless, as if he were a blacksmith, the time to strike the hot iron had arrived.
"Britney, did you ever hear the story of Prince Mandingo?"
"Uh... no?" Britney said softly.
"He was the eldest son of an African King, and was sold into the American slave trade by his envious brothers."
Tyreese slid his hand higher as he spoke, all the while Britney looked intently into his dark brown eyes.
"His master was a vain man who took advantage of his rights as a slave owner." Tyreese said. "The masters wife was both jealous and angry at this, and sought revenge."
"What did she do?" Britney questioned, as Tyreese's hand reached her white thigh under her skirt.
Tyreese cupped her face in his hand, to guide it closer to his own as he spoke. "She took the noble and brave Mandingo as a lover, and turned her husband into a cuckold."
With those words they started to kiss, Tyreese's fingers were between Britney's legs, her cotton panties were wet to the touch. As their tongues wrestled she reached for his groin; she gasped when she felt his hardened manhood.
Time was not on Tyreese's side, so he sought to pass through the foreplay phase as fast as possible. He removed his hand from her face, and moved it up under the back of her shirt to attack her brassiere clasp. While he did this he kissed her neck; his other hand was between her legs pushing on the dampness, causing her to moan loudly.
Tyreese stood up to pull off Britney's shirt, she raised her hands to help him, then he removed her bra. Her breasts were slightly larger than Jun's, with small pink areola's, he squeezed one, then the other; each time tugging on her nipple until they were stiff and erect.
Britney seemed to get the hint as he stood firm between her legs. As she reached forward to undo his pants the room plunged into darkness, it was as if someone had closed the door. Britney didn't seem to mind the added privacy.
"It feels so big..." Britney said over the muffled music.
It was now Tyreese's turn to take a deep breath as Britney tried to deep throat his eight inches of red wood! She didn't get too far before giving up, she instead licked the head and jerked his stiff rod.
He judged it to be a weak attempt at a blow job, but not the worst; Tyreese mentally shuddered as he thought about the terrible experience Noa had given him years before.
Britney's oral performance was the fastest the Detroit born Tyreese had ever experienced! It then finally dawned on him! Britney just assumed that because she was considered attractive she didn't have to work as hard at it.
As Britney lay on her back with her legs wide open waiting for him, Tyreese knew right then and there that this was going to be an interesting night!
Downstairs Xue and Jun were at a loss to find Lance; his football buddies were of no help either. One after another they all shrugged their shoulders mumbling weak answers.
"I have an idea!" Jun cried out, "Xue give me your panties!"
Xue was dressed in a plaid mini-skirt, and white t-shirt with several of her top buttons undone.
"Not a good idea..." Xue replied dragging her words out.
"Period?" Jun asked.
