“The big black dick!” Donna blurted Best Man-movie style.
“Huh?” Bella queried in her drunken state.
“The big black dick!” Niyah bellowed, louder than she’d intended. “Do you miss it?”
“Not as long as the big beige dick is doing its thang!” Victoria shouted.
“Amen!” Bella agreed.
“Gawd is good!” Donna proclaimed.
“All the time!” Niyah added with hands raised to the heavens.
“Every last one of you blasphemous women are going to hell!” Kena shouted over the rowdy women.
Even though she was hard to miss in the slutty, secretary costume, Kena was so quiet, Donna had forgotten she was there.
“Okay, okay, ladies. Let’s get started,” Taylor urged, grabbing a brush. “It’s time to paint this beautiful man. But, please, feel free not to rush. Take your time to do this nice man justice.”
The women laughed and did as instructed. Though she couldn’t be sure about doing him justice, Donna grabbed a paint brush.
“Oh, my gosh,” Kena breathed. “Where do I begin?”
“I’m starting with his dick!” Victoria blurted.
“Damn! I mean he is quite the looker, but I wouldn't fuck him,” Maria revealed, eliciting a grin from the naked man. “Like, his dick is fucking huge.” She turned to Donna. “Would you insert a dick that big into you?”
Donna nodded. “Yep. Yes, ma'am, I do at least four times a week if we’re in the same city.”
Maria’s eyes grew wide. “Really?”
“I’m with Maria,” Taylor corroborated. “That’s a lot of dick.”
Donna heard the brushes hit the table. Without looking up, she knew exactly why.
“Bitch!” Bella cursed. “What did you just say?”
Taylor glared at Bella. “What? Where is the lie? You gotta admit his dick is abnormally large. I’m just saying… It would be lot.”
Victoria blew out a frustrated breath. “Hoe, we saw the video!”
Taylor's face twisted with disgust. “What?” she hissed.
“We saw the video!” Victoria repeated. “We know that you are well acquainted with an abnormally large dick, First Lady.”
Taylor slammed her paintbrush on the table and looked around. “So, y’all actually watched the video?”
The majority of the women looked down as a silent admission of guilt. Even the staff worked busily to avoid eye contact. Taylor looked up at the model. With a shrug and a nod, he didn’t bother to hide that he’d seen it.
And then there was Victoria Fucking Storm!
“Damn right, I sure did. I broke my neck to see it, and I couldn’t get to it fast enough. Congratulations, sis!”
Laughter roared throughout the room.
Taylor rolled her eyes. “Y’all some weirdos.”
“Mrs. Creed, I didn’t watch the video,” Kena proudly proclaimed.
