PROLOGUE:
Parts of this story are true from my own personal experience.
Kathy and I were involved for several years until she met someone.
I miss Kathy and wish her well.
The memories of our life, live on in my mind.
How it began was innocent enough. After bowling on Thursday night, I was waiting to walk my best friend, Judy, to her car. It had become routine with us, since the league started. It was after 11:30 at night. Although the parking lot was brightly lit, she still felt the need for me to walk her to her car. We had known each other for years and developed into a life long friendship. I went to my car and put my bowling equipment in the trunk, only to return to Judy running her mouth with a rec bowl (*recreational bowler, we were semi-pros). I was annoyed because I had hoped to go home to my girlfriend and wake her for some action. The conversation continued and I listened in. The rec bowl was named Kathy and she was inebriated and crying (literally) about her life. Boyfriend in jail, failed business, growing pains with her daughter, etc and still drinking. When I could I would interrupt the conversation and add my 2 cents. I was hoping to help end the bitchfest. Judy glanced at me with an annoyed expression, like what is your problem? I stood quietly and listened to Kathy. She went on and on about her problems. Finally around 1 am. I managed to walk both of the to the lot. Judyâs car was the closest, and after a hug and a kiss goodbye, she left me in the parking lot of the alley with this hysterical woman.
Well, my plans were blown, âcause I knew not to wake my girlfriend at that hour, I started to look at Kathy differently. As I held the door to her car, she stumbled getting in. I reached for her and caught under her arm. As she straighten herself, her hand accidentally brush the front of my pants. She smiled at me, and giggled.
âDonât you have a wife or a girlfriend waiting for you?â
âYeah, but she is asleep now, and only a fire or earthquake could wake her.â
âTsk tsk, If I was your woman, I would wait up for you to come home.â
âReally?, Then what?â
âI would love you to sleep.â
âMeaning?â
âLike this.â
She turned towards me and kissed me hard. Her tongue enveloped my mouth. She circled around my tongue. As she broke the kiss, she looked into my eyes.
âSorry, I shouldnât have done that. Its just I havenât had a man in a long while and you were so nice to me, listen to my problems.â
âNo need to be sorry. I enjoyed it. If it wasnât so late, I would take you out for a night cap after a kiss like that.â
âStop teasing me. Now you are just being mean. You would never go for a white girl like me. I am a ugly fat bleached blonde, why would you have interest in me?â
âYou are not ugly. You are a Big Beautiful Woman. I only like woman that have something for me to hang on to. Iâll prove it.â
I grabbed her hand. This time I kissed her. When we were lip locked, I push her hand to my crotch. She felt my hard-on and started to stroke it. She was no stranger at all to stroking a dick. In that short time, she had awaken my monster. What I didnât know is what I had awaken in her. We broke the kiss, but she kept rubbing my dick through my pants. She come closer and whispered in my ear.
âWould you like to go for that night cap?â
âWhere, just about every bar is closed.â
âAllie Gators on the berlin circle, behind the McDonaldâs.â
â Okay. I will meet you.â
She got in her car and started it. After she drove off, my cell phone rang. It was her.
âI am going to stop at my house and check on my kids. I will be there as soon as I canâ
âWhatever.â
âWhatâs the matter?â
âI donât know you. This might be a practical joke on me. I am thinking with the wrong head and you will have a good laugh at my expense. Leave me waiting at the bar and you never show up.â
âI will show up. I told you I will be there. I just need to check on my kids.â
âYeah, well I am only waiting for 15 minutes. I have never been to that bar and I donât know how they might receive a black man there.
âYouâll be fine. If Jamie is behind the bar, tell her I said to take care of you.â
âYou got 15. You better show upâ
âI will.â
Cautiously I entered âAllie Gatorsâ. It was your typical corner bar, dimly lit with soft jazz playing. I looked around and noticed nothing special. Couples cuddling in booths. Men at the bar watching SportsCenter. Woman talking about shopping. I found a seat at the bar. A gorgeous redhead placed a napkin in front of me.
âWhatâll you have?â
âAre you Jamie?â
âYeah, do I know you?â
âNo, Iâm sorry. Kathy told me to ask for you. She said for you to take care of me.â