“What a fucking idiot.”I shook my head rewatching the airport video of Sariah and Kateri fighting.
Raul was mad as hell when he received the call about his girl fighting and I understood being as though she was pregnant. On the other hand, Sariah swung first after the agent said something. It was too loud in the background to hear off the security video.
Once the guard broke it up, the knot on Kateri’s head showed and it was big as hell. I wanted to see who did it and come to find out she fell and hit her head. You weren’t able to tell right away how it got there but after seeing the video for a second time you could. I give it to Kateri though, regardless of being hurt she didn’t allow anyone to jump her friend.
When they got to the hospital, Raul paid one of our doctors to check Sariah out just to make sure their baby was ok. Once the confirmation was received, Raul felt less stressed and could relax from what he said.
Kateri on the other hand fell unconscious on the way to get checked out and was asleep for a few hours. Sariah told my cousin about the seaweed and sand in her cast which was comical; especially since I knew how it happened.
Sending that text making fun of her was from straight boredom and I’m sure she tried to respond in some way, whether it was text or call. That was an untraceable dummy phone and it only called out and allowed me to send messages.
Now I’m sitting here in the hotel room waiting for these two women to finish pleasing one another. I already indulged, showered and was ready to go back to my mansion. I was about to leave when one of them assumed if they had sex in front of me, I’d join in for a second time. Little did they know, their party was about to end.
“A’ight! It’s time to go.” Shutting the light on, I tossed their clothes at them.
“Come on Cairo. Don’t you wanna fuck us again.” As desperate as she sounded, I wasn’t about to give in and gave them five minutes to get dressed and leave. The one chick saw the expression on my face while the other one did some fake ass seductive crawl towards me; still naked. Lifting her up by the hair, she screamed and tried to pry my hands off.
“When I say it’s time to go, that’s what the fuck I mean.” Gripping her hair harder, I made her look at me.
“Are we gonna have a problem?” She shook her head no. Even with her eyes in slits due to the tightness I had on her hair, I was able to tell she was sorry.
“You’re new to fucking with me over here in the Islands so I suggest, no I recommend you do research before tryna fuck me again.” Her head went up and down.
“Now hurry the fuck up. You have one minute left.” Throwing her on the ground, I heard a crack and then a yell. Not giving two fucks, I headed to the door, opened it and watched two ofmy guards pull both bitches out. I checked the room over to make sure nothing was left behind, closed the door, handed one of the guards the keys and walked off. My driver was waiting downstairs waiting for me.
These next few days were going to be nothing but peace and quiet. I already knew things would get hectic returning to the states so why not chill for the remainder of the stay.
“Cairo, can I talk to you?” I just stepped off the elevator and here someone wanted to talk. Looking down at my expensive Richard Millie watch that Felix got me for my birthday, I saw it was four in the morning. Why the hell was she asking to speak now?
“You got sixty seconds.” I told her, walking out the hotel and to the awaiting SUV with my driver.
“Ummm… so when we…. you know had sex…” The stuttering and stalling was pissing me off.
“Say what the fuck you wanna say. I ain’t got all fucking day.” I snapped as the driver opened the door for me.
“Right. Sorry. I’m pregnant. There I said it. Whew! I needed to get that off my chest.” For a moment, me and my driver were silent. We looked at one another, then her and fell into a fit of laughter.
“What you telling me for? I don’t even know you.”
“Cairo, you don’t remember four months ago you were here and…” I stopped her from continuing.
“What month was it?”
“Umm, February.” This bitch thought I was stupid.
“Where did we meet and fuck?”
“We met at one of the strip clubs and we had sex at that mansion you stay in by the beach.” She started describing certain items in my house like she had really been inside
Folding my arms across my chest, I stared the woman down and knew I’d never stick my dick in anyone that looked like her.She was dusty with some turned over sneakers; her hair was under a baseball cap but the ends looked matted. Her clothes seemed to be cleaned but that nasty smell seeping from her pours told me they may be mildewed.
“One last question.” She caught an attitude.
“Who was at my house when we fucked?” I knew she’d get the answer wrong but it gave me time to send a message to the guards at my mansion to search high and low for hidden cameras. I’m not sure how they got in my place but as of now everyone was suspect because I knew no one here except a few and they didn’t know where I stayed so how did this woman.
“It was just me and you.” I’ve never had sex with just one person unless it was with Victoria. Anytime I came here since, it’s always been a threesome or more.
“Where do you live?” I know I said one last question but that one really was it.
