Chapter Forty-Two: The Show is Over, Say Goodbye:

Kitty was the first one to leave me. I hadn’t seen any of my girls since New Year’s Day of 2010. Bekkah spent most of her time at school and her club activities. I myself was busy with my plans to go to France by spring. To be honest, I didn’t really think much about my girls during that time. That was until Valentine’s Day came around.

I hadn’t really had plans to do anything that day. But, one text that morning just changed everything.

Come out to Sarah’s this afternoon.

XOXO

Kitty

I stared at the screen for a long moment. Kitty? What did she want? What was so important that she couldn’t tell me over the phone? I looked over at the clock on my nightstand. Heh, I have nothing better to do anyway. I cleaned out of bed and headed to the bathroom for the late morning.

I sat alone at a table outside of Sarah’s Soul Food Restaurant. That’s the only place where people like me can smoke in peace without the judgmental eyes on me the whole time. I can’t idiots like that. Why can’t they just mind their own business? They are my lungs; I can do what I want with them.

“This seat taken?” I heard a woman ask. I glanced up to see Kitty standing before me in all of her glamour and glory. I couldn’t help but to smile.

“Why no,” I said.

“Thanks,” she said. Kitty took a sit at the table with me. I took out my phone and showed her the message.

“So,” I said. “What is this about that you couldn’t tell me over the phone. Why text me to come all the way out here?” Kitty gave me a small smile.

“I’m getting married,” she said. My face dropped at her words.

“What?” I asked.

“I’m getting married,” she repeated. “In March.”

“To who?” I asked. Kitty’s cheeks turned a cotton candy pink.

“His name is Brian Wilson,” she said. “I have known him for years and we have been dating on and off.”

“And when did you get back on?”

“Right after New Year’s Day. He proposed to me eight days ago at the studio. It was a surprise visit too. I just felt compelled to say yes on the spot.”

I frowned a bit at her. “So… Are you dumping?” Kitty nodded at me. I drew back my phone as I pressed my lips together.

“Okay then…” I said. “Am I invited to the wedding?”

“Of course,” she said.

“So… Why tell me all of this in person?” I asked. “Couldn’t you just tell me over the phone?” She gently took my hand.

“I want one more good time with you,” Kitty said without missing a beat. I gave her a strange look.

“What?” I asked.

“Please?” she pleaded. This is just wrong. The little cat’s getting married and she still wants one more fling from me.

“But, you’re getting married,” I pointed out.

“That’s why I want to this,” Kitty pressed.

“Wouldn’t that be cheating?” I asked. She shook her head at me.

“No,” Kitty insisted. “No attachments, just break-up sex.” I looked her in the eye when she said those words.

“Really now?” I asked.

“Yes,” she cooed. Well, that just changes everything.

“And how do we go about doing this?” I asked. Kitty ran her finger in small circles on my hand.

“Meet me at our usual hotel at nine,” she said. “Right now, just enjoy my company.”

“Of course,” I replied. Kitty stuck up a graceful arm in the air.

“Waitress!” she called. “I think we’re ready for those drinks.” I still couldn’t believe it. My little Kitty is leaving the wild, loose life and getting married. Somehow, it still doesn’t fit her. This Brian guy must be nearly God to make her want to change and get married like that. He just appears, they hook back up, then he proposes to her then and there in that studio on a surprise visit, and she says yes. I thought of how random it all felt as I stared at the big pink diamond on her hand.

“That’s a nice ring,” I said.

“Yeah,” Kitty agreed. “He got the diamond in my favorite color and it fits!”

“Good for you,” I mumbled. We spent the rest of the afternoon just walking around the city. On the outside, we looked like any other dating couple. Times with Kitty were fun, but neither one of us seeked out for anything serious. I never really thought about marriage or anything like that. Up until now, I was just having fun with her and the other girls. Not like I expected any of them to look for a long-term commitment in the end. Yet, I can’t seem to get this bad taste out of my mouth for some reason…

“You’re okay with this, right?” Kitty asked me. I looked down at her from my thoughts.

“Okay with what?” I asked.

“The engagement,” she said.

“Yes, yes,” I brushed off. “It’s your business after all.” She looked away at the shop windows beside her.

“I just thought…” she began to say. I raised an eyebrow at her.

“What?” I asked. Kitty shook her head.

“You happy with this?” I asked.

“Well, yeah…” she replied.

“Do you love this Brian guy?” I asked.

“Of course I do,” she said.

“Then… what’s the big problem?” I asked her. Kitty only shook her head at me. I gave her a strange look. This woman doesn’t make any sense at times.

Around seven o’clock, we checked Charlotte Hotel. Kitty handed the paperwork. The woman at the desk gave us a naughty grin like she usually did. I rolled my eyes. Geez lady, I thought. That’s not even funny anymore. You just look like an idiot now. She handed Kitty the key to our room at 287. Kitty took hold of my hand and led the way. She even unlocked the door and pulled me inside.

That wild cat threw me down onto the bed. I looked up at her with child-like excitement. Beth knelt down to me, smirking the whole time.

“Entertain me tonight, naughty boy!” she commanded. I couldn’t help, but to smirk at her.

“Yes ma’am!” I replied. She leaned down and kissed me on the lips. I pulled her in closer to me. Her graceful, shapely legs came on either side of me. I reached for flirty white shirt and slid it over her head. She darted her tongue into my mouth as I threw her shirt to the floor. I feverishly reached up and got started on her black and red bra. Kitty grabbed onto my black shirt.

It didn’t take long for me to roll over and flip her onto her back. My shirt joined hers on the floor shortly thereafter. I broke off the kiss so I could breathe.

“Why do you taste the best that it’s ever been?” I asked. Kitty offered up a little giggle.

“Maybe because it’s going to be the last time that we do this?” she suggested.

“Could be,” I said. Her small hands darted forward to my black jeans. She wasted no time in unbuttoning and unzipping them.

“Damn, girl,” I said. “What’s the rush?”

“Shut it!” she barked at me.

“Okay, okay,” I said. Kitty slid down my jeans and discarded them. It didn’t take me long to reach down for her tan skirt and roll it downwards.

“Oooo!” she cooed. I paused and looked up at her.

“Is something wrong?” I asked.

“Your hands are so warm,” she said. I blinked at her for a moment.

“Okay then…” I said. I threw the skirt to one side. Kitty pulled me for another kiss. My hands grabbed her unhooked bra and pulled it off with one tug. It landed over the edge of the bed. She slid off my jeans and threw them aside in return. Her beige stockings gave me such a spiked fever just taking them off. Afterwards, her black lacy panties followed close behind. She rolled down my brown boxers. My hands went straight for those deep brown, thick thighs of hers.

Her screams sounded prettier than music. Those long, polished nails of hers dug straight into my shoulders with each thrust I gave her.

“Bite me!” Kitty screamed at me. “Please bite me!” I dipped my head down and bit down on her right breast.

“Oh!” she screamed. “Harder! Harder!” I bit down on her breast even harder before licking on the wound. Kitty pushed my head in tighter. The force and feeling drove me to pump even faster. My hands grabbed onto tightly to her hips and pulled them up closer to my thrusts.

“Fuck me harder!” Beth screamed. “Yes! Yes! Oh!” I complied with her demands as mouth gave way to sucking and nibbling on her nipple. Her loosened grip allowed me to move in between breasts when I wanted. I happily took advantage of the opportunity. Her legs wrapped around me made pushed me to go even faster.

“I can’t hold it!” I yelled muzzled up against her breast. Kitty pulled me in as tight as she could for the big finish. I almost suffocated as I came inside her pussy. She in return let out a loud cry. She finally let me go when I was done. I pulled out and rolled over, panting. I looked over at my wild cat.

“So it’s over from there, huh?” I asked.

“Yep,” she said with a nod. Then, Kitty leapt out of bed and began to get dressed. I lifted my head and looked up at her.

“You’re leaving already?” I asked.

“I have to,” she said as she put on her skirt. “Otherwise, I will start to get attached to you again and I can’t have that since I’m getting married, now can I?” I lowered my head back down on the pillow.

“Guess you’re right,” I said slightly disappointed. I watched her as she slid on her pantyhose and shirt. She opened the door.

“I already paid for everything,” Kitty told me. “Just go to sleep now and check out in the morning. Goodbye, Michael.” She walked out of the room and closed the door behind her. I only lied there, watching that closed door.

“Well now,” I said to myself. “Good night to you too.” I closed my eyes and attempted to let sleep take me away for the remainder of the night.