“No thanks Zara! I do not want or need a dildo, I am perfectly happy with my life and I do not think I am lacking in anything,” I said to Zara looking her straight in the eye without blinking. You see with Zara it is like a game of chess. She is very intelligent and if she notices any sign of fear, retreat or shame, she pounces on it and you may spend the rest of ‘your life’ avoiding her or dancing to her tune.
One look at Kaycee and I was sure I didn’t want to live my life cringing like a shrinking violet whenever Zara makes a raunchy comment full of sexual undertones and innuendoes. “Aaaaaah, I forgot it can’t be easy to satisfy those ‘beasts’, my apologies,” Zara said slyly winking unrepentantly at me obviously referring to Rick and Dennis. “Anyway a gift is a gift, do whatever you want with it Babe, happy birthday sultry, ravishing, alluring, sinfully sexy belle,” Zara said giving me a sexually explicit look and blowing me a kiss. “I will keep it, you never can tell when you might need it,” Bola said coquettishly and kept it in her bag. “No I won’t, sex is overrated sweet,” I replied curtly.
It was time for the girls to leave and we said our goodbyes. As soon as we stepped out, guess who we saw leaning negligently against his car? “Rick is here?” I asked no one in particular in a whisper, my heart fluttering at the sight of him. “Speak of the ‘beast’ and its carrier appears,” Zara said laughing huskily.
I gave her a nasty look. “O.M.G, Rick darling, I must say what a pleasant surprise,” Jasmine said elated as the girls surrounded him, palpable excitement in the air. “Well it’s my Queen’s birthday, won’t have missed it for the world.
Have you ladies had lunch?” He asked in that deep baritone that sends shivers down my spine. I am sure he knows the effect he has on women. Disgusting and cheap I thought fuming. Better to be angry than act like a lovesick school girl! I know your ears are itching to hear what transpired with Rick, but I will save it for another day.
It is my turn to host the Ladies and I decided they should come over to my place again but this time, we will watch a movie (I allowed Zara pick a movie to sooth frayed nerves) and yes, you got that right; no alcohol, strippers or boys. Zara excitedly told us she had brought a movie, it turned out to be an X-rated movie. “Seriously Zara, is this what you had in mind? I thought this night will be a relaxing evening; I really am not in the mood for your shenanigans. Incidentally I am the Host for the evening and it is my home after all,” I said with a smile trying not to sound overly pious.
Zara gets bored easily and that’s why she always comes up with these crazy ideas of hers. She particularly always complains whenever it is Kaycee’s turn to host the girls but we have a golden rule; no one is exempted from girls’ night out. If someone does not show up, she will serve a punishment that can only be given by the last person that hosted.
The last time Zara excused herself, Kaycee made her attend a 3 day crusade in her Church and distribute flyers during Evangelism. Zara was not amused but had no choice. We finally decided on a ‘lazy night’, catching up on what was going on in our lives’ and ordered Chinese food while Kaycee requested that she be allowed to prepare our drinks, she called it Orange slush punch which was refreshingly sweet with a tart, citrus twist, although it takes a little more preparation time since it needs to freeze overnight (Kaycee had done that at home and brought it along to complete it at my place) but believe me it was worth the wait. “Wow, this is delicious,” I said after taking a sip. “Well ‘Pastor Kaycee’ I know you don’t like us talking about boys but there has to be an exception to the rule sugar,” Zara said brazenly.
Zara continued unperturbed by Kaycee’s surprised look.