Okay, it could NOT get any hotter. In all honesty. It's either way too cold, or way too hot in my apartment, and it didn't help that fact that Collins was in a very cuddly mood. I love snuggling with him, hell, anyone really, but it had to be about four thousand degrees. I had busied myself with house work, getting rid of old clothes, large blankets, all that. I was selling practically the whole inside of our apartment. We didn't need any of that stuff anymore, and we needed money. I had promised Collins I wasn't going to go out and 'work' unless it was absolutely necessary. It had been about three months since he found out, and I haven't gotten the nerve to do it again. So, instead of selling my body, I sold old things that went on my body. I knew it would be rare to find anyone who would buy them at this time of the year, but someone needed it.
It was a very quiet day, Collins had just got back from a summer school session he had been at since I woke up, and he had been distracting me since he got home. I didn't mind. He made some comments about my little outfit, and when I say little, I mean it. Short Daisy Dukes and a white tank top. That was it actually. Too hot for make-up and heels and a wig. Collins didn't mind. I finally gave into him. He was laying on the couch in a wifebeater and his boxers, dozing. Imagine the cutest thing you've ever seen, and make it sexy. That was what was lying on my couch. Everytime I walked past him, I would have to resist the urge to just jump him. It also didn't help when he would tickle my leg when I walked past. So, I did all I could do. While he wasn't expecting it, and jumped in his lap, making him groan. He definitely was exaggerating that, he had to be twice my size. I just giggled, leaning down and kissed him. He took my hands and intertwined our fingers as we kissed.
I've never EVER said this, EVER, but I didn't want to have sex with Collins. He was all for it. But it was just so goddamn hot. Maybe tonight when it was cooler. So, I broke the kiss and leaned my forehead on his sweaty one. He smiled, getting the hint.
"This all we're doing today?" He asked me, and I shook my head.
"This is all YOU'RE doing." I corrected him. "You just rest your sexy ass here. I'm going out with Mimi." I told him, and sat up, about to climb off him.
"Sounds like a plan." He said and laughed. "Where are you guys going?" I just shrugged.
"Um...park...maybe some 'shopping'." I told him, exaggerating the word 'shopping' with quote-y fingers. He laughed again.
"As long as you change infront of me before you leave." He said, and winked. I rolled my eyes and hopped off of him.
"I'm not changing." I told him, and he grabbed my wrist quickly.
"You're going outside, like that?" He asked, looking me over, as if he hadn't a million times earlier. I thought he liked my outfit, so I pouted when he spoke.
"Yeah...why don't you like it?" I asked him. He nodded in response.
"Angel cake, I LOVE that little thing on you, but so will the rest of New York City, and I don't feel right with you going out like that." He told me honestly. I could have yelled at him. What did it matter if boys looked at me? They always did, and it's not like I'd ever just run away from Collins because a cute guy was checking me out. Okay, so I would flirt back, but whatever, it's all in good fun. I never meant any of it. However, instead of yelling, I just sighed.
"Baby, you KNOW that when guys look at me I'm just playing," I said, and he made an annoyed face. "BUT," I interjected, "I'm not going to be any trouble, because Mimi will be with me the whole time, and boys will be all over her in a second. Don't worry baby." I told him, and kissed his forehead. "Besides, I love you, nobody else. Flirting is fun, but not even close to as fun as when I'm making you blush." I added, and he chuckled.
"Alright, alright, you've made your case. Now, go have some fun before I change my mind and make you wear my leather coat." He said, and I laughed, standing up straight.
"Thanks baby." I said, and walked over to the table with my purse on it. "I shouldn't be too long. I might bring home some take-out." I said, and winked before leaving him to the apartment.
After my quick exit, I walked down the stairs my feet happy in sneakers and socks. I practically hopped out of the building. As I walked, I swung my purse around merrily. Outside of my apartment, the New York air was just so...perfect. The sun was out, I hear pigeons cooing, nice gentle breeze every so often, the trees planted on the sidewalks, little gardens, children playing in an open fire hydrant. It really couldn't get much nicer out. Perfect day for a park walk with my Mimi. I skipped and danced pretty much the whole way there I was in such a good mood. This was juts like the old days, when it was just me and Mimi in my apartment, going out just to exercise, before boys, before AIDS, before drugs, just two happy teenagers making the best of living. I walked up the stairs of her apartment quickly, sometimes skipping a step. I actually almost kept going up to the loft. It had been a while before Mimi and I hung out by ourselves. I walked up to the door and knocked, before opening the door.
"Mimi? Mimi-chica, where are you?" I called, stepping into the apartment, and closing the door behind me. I heard a thud, and footsteps pounding on the ground. She was in the bathroom. I heard her clambering down the hallway and she appeared as bright as usual, her outfit close to matching mine, but she worn black knee-high heels and a pink tank top. We are sisters, I swear. She squealed, and ran over to me, and I copied her actions. We hit in a tumble of hugs and kisses.
"Angel baby! Why do you look so good in just a simple little outfit?" She asked me and laughed. I did a little twirl for her.
"Well, actually Collins says the shorts show off my best assets." I said, and she raised an eyebrow. Collins used such ambiguous language. "And by assets, he means my ass." I said, and she laughed. "But look at you, all happy and glowing. What has gotten into you?" I asked her, pinching her cheek lightly.
"Just nothing to complain about. I'm hanging out with my girl all day, hanging out with my man all night. It isn't cold anymore." She said, and shrugged. "Now, speaking of the weather, let's get ourselves outside and have some fun." She said, and pushed me out the door. She took something this morning, I swear. Mimi was very energetic, but there was something about her today. I really liked it. We walked out of the building hand in hand. What a sight we were. Two diseased, dirt-poor, Hispanic New Yorkers in nothing but risky clothing. One a heroine-addicted S&M dancer, the other a boy who thinks he's a girl, dresses accordingly and is an ex-hooker. But you know what? We were just smiling and enjoying what was going on now, not how we lived or made a living. That's why people stared, and because they stared, Mimi and I were just having more of blast. We walked each block we could, seeing if we could get lost. It wasn't working, so Mimi thought it would be best if we tried a bite to eat, her treat.
"Oh really, well, if you're paying, then you'll have to wheel me out of this place on a dolly, and promise me you won't show me to Collins until I've puked it all up." I told her, and she pulled me in.
"Oh shut up, you could NEVER gain a pound Angel. I've seen you eat." She said, and I rolled my eyes.
"Well, then we'll be here for a very long time." I told her, and she laughed, as we walked over to a booth at this pizza place about two miles from our apartments.
"Oh hush you. Now, we're going to get a large with ever piece of meat and spice we can handle." She said, and grinned wickedly as we sat down across from each other.
"My stomach has already exploded babe." I said, smiling to match hers. We needed it badly. Both of our boyfriends were veggies, and couldn't hold down a green pepper if they tried. Mimi giggled, and looked down at the menu.
"So...what should we get...?" She trailed off, looking at everything they had to offer.
"The works." I said, and winked. She laughed, and stood up.
"Alright, but I warned you..." She said, and I looked at her shocked.
"Miss Mimi, you know very well what I can and cannot put in my mouth." I told her, and she just look satisfied.
"Yeah...I think we have all seen Collins naked." She said, and ran off to the counter to order. I growled in her direction, but couldn't help but giggle it off. As she left, I opened my purse, looking for some cover-up and lipstick. It wasn't even close to as bad out as it was in my apartment, so make-up wouldn't hurt. I was drawing my eyeliner on without a mirror, perfectly thank you very much, when I felt someone push me gently. I looked up, and Mimi was there, looking at me like she was ready to charge at the pizza she had just ordered. I raised an eyebrow at her, and she motioned her head over to the counter where only two people sat. Oh, I'm sorry, did I say only two people? I meant two drop dead bodacious babes were sitting like two gods of bronze in an unworthy pizza shop. My mouth just dropped.
"They'll be over in a second." Mimi said, sitting down, and that was the only thing that could distract me from them. I looked over at her.
"Mimi, we can't! I promised Collins-"
"Shut your mouth! We aren't cheating or anything, just having fun. We aren't going to get married to them. Jesus Angel..." She muttered, and I looked at her sorely. Well, okay, just some meaningless fun, that couldn't hurt, right? I sighed.
"Okay fine." I said. "But do they know that I'm...?" I asked, and she rolled her eyes.
"Babe, you're the reason they want to come over here. Or at least the faux-blonde." She said, and motioned her head to warn me of their entrance. Once again, something pushed me gently. It was the most amazing chunk of Hispanic buff I had ever seen. I scooted over quickly, and smiled at him.
"Hello ladies." He said, and I giggled. "Name's Miguel, and this is my friend Antoni." He said, and I think Mimi purred. I looked at her, but she was just staring at Antoni. That girl was so gone today, but really, who could help it? "Figured you two needed company."
"Well, that's really, really sweet." Mimi said, and grinned. "Well, my name is Mimi, and this is Angel." She said, and I felt Miguel's arm behind me, leaning on the booth.
"Angel, huh? Beautiful name, suits you." He said, and I giggled. I honestly couldn't help myself.
"Well, thank you." I said, and grinned, blushing.
"Haven't seen you girls around here. You from New York?" Antoni asked.
"Avenue B, yeah, but we decided to travel a bit today." I said, and Miguel urged a grip around my waist. I then got a bit tense, but I tried to ignore it. I mean, if Mimi could take it while Antoni was pretty much feeling her up, I could take a cuddle from a stranger.
"You feeling like traveling more?" Miguel asked with a smirk, his face way too close for my liking, and Antoni seemed to have the Energizer Bunny for a hand. The same brain waves I'm pretty sure passed through both our minds. This wasn't good.
"If you want AIDS." I answered, and Mimi choked on a breath. She tried not to laugh. There was a definite tenseness, and I repelled Miguel's grip. Mimi then made a bit of a snorting sound, and both of us looked down, trying to stifle our laughter. Okay, so I was taking advantage of my fatal disease. What else was I going to do with it? All I knew was that it worked, because in a few seconds both were gone, and the both of us were laughing as hard as we could.
"Oh my GOD girl, I love you!" Mimi said, hitting the table, laughing.
"What can I say, I'm grimly hilarious." I said, and snorted. Mimi lifted her head when our order was called.
"Be back love." She said, and stood up to leave. I laughed the rest off and thought, looking out the window. I felt compelled to just leave and tell Collins what I did. I wanted to tell him to come with me everywhere I went because I didn't want anyone else but him to touch me like that. But I didn't, because I could fend for myself. Mimi and I were tough cookies. She sat back down with a tray in her hand, balancing two Cokes and the large pizza. She used to be a waitress at one of the roller skating restaurants, where the waitress would roller blade to your car and give you your food. She set it down, and I grabbed a plate and a slice of the monster of a pizza she got.
"Girl, you are really going to have to wheel me out of this place." I told her, and took a bite, my taste buds merrily waking up for the first time in months. I grinned, happy to have that extra home spice in my mouth. This was the best, sitting here with Mimi eating fattening food topped with jalapenos and sausage.
"So, what has been going on in the world of Angel lately?" She asked me, and I shrugged.
"Absolutely nothing." I told her, and sighed. "I THOUGHT summer meant Collins wasn't working anymore. No, he's helping over there for summer programs for incoming freshmen." I said, and I was pretty nasty about it. I was very happy that people were taking such an interest in his class finally, but I needed him a bit more. Mimi made a face.
"Sorry babe. But you have a working man on your hands." She said, and I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, and I've been playing housewife for the longest time." I told her and sipped my Coke. She just laughed.
"Oh yeah Angel, sounds like you'd HATE to just have to stay at home all day and clean as you please, while sew clothes back together for Collins and yourself. While decorating the bedroom, and cooking. I would just DIE if I were in your place." She said and dramatically threw herself down on the bench.
"Alright, alright, I love it. I just want him to be there with me everyday." I said, thinking of our daily routine. I would be cleaning or cooking, and Collins would walk in at any hour and grab me, kissing me, telling me how much he missed me. I loved that part of the day.
"I know, but hey...you have him all to yourself at night." She said and winked. I just laughed at her.
"That's why I want him there for the rest of the day." I said, and smirked. She hit my arm.
"Angel, you are SUCH a slut." She said, and laughed. "I can't believe you aren't sick of him. You have never been with a guy this long Ang'." She said, taking a few bites of her pizza, while talking. Oh she was a lady.
"I know babe, but like...I've never been in love with anyone like this before. He never does anything wrong." I explained, taking the last bite of my pizza, while I spoke.
"Yeah...you guys are just perfect." She mumbled, and there was a lot of envy in her voice. I frowned. Her and Roger were in absolute love...well...they would officially if Roger would just admit it. I reached across the table.
"Honey, no one, and nothing is perfect, and you of all people should know that Collins and I are not perfect." I told her, taking her hands, playing with her rings in my fingers. "You and Roger just have a more stubborn grip on life, Roger moreso." I added, and smirked. She sighed.
"I just wish he would...we would live like you two. You two know that fighting isn't worth the time we have left. I wish we could pass each of our pride aside to just...be happy." She said, and I leaned over and kissed her.
"And that is right baby. Just, always think that. Let Roger win all the time if you need to. If you love him enough, that will not matter to you. And how knows, maybe he'll catch on." I said, and she laughed.
"Yeah...I don't think so. Unless it's flashing in neon colors with a naked chick dancing near it, he's not going to catch it." She said, and I laughed. I rubbed her hands just a little more.
"Come on, let's get this wrapped up, and I'll sneak over your house tonight and we can whisper and gossip all night long." I told her, and she smiled.
"Sounds like a deal." She said, and grinned.
So that's how it was. Just...simple life, you know? I went home to Collins that night with Mimi and Roger with me. This is when reality kicks in, and I want you to pay attention. Mimi and I can say anything as long as we're together. And when I say anything, I mean an-y-thing. So, Collins and Roger ask us how our day went. Good thing Collins had already started drinking.
"Oh...it was fine." Mimi said, and rolled her eyes, and laughed. I joined with her. Collins lifted a brow.
"I'm not female, but I know what that means." He said, looking right at me. I tried to hide it, but failed.
"And what is that?" I asked him.
"You guys are not telling the whole truth." Roger said, pulling Mimi into his lap.
"What happened?" Collins asked, as Mimi squished her face to stop laughing. We didn't say anything. We just muffled our giggles. They had no idea we were both felt up by two strangers. Collins sighed, having to deal with our secret giggles a lot. He just pulled me close. "Come on baby, will you tell me what happened?" He asked, and I looked him right in the eyes.
"Only if you want AIDS." I said, and Mimi lost it. I wasn't too far behind. I could see Roger look at Collins with this face mixed with confusion, shock and worry. I could only imagine Collins's face.
"What?" Roger asked me after about three minutes of pure giggling.
"Well, why don't you ask Angel." She said, imitating Miguel's little voice. I blushed immediately.
"Oh...no you didn't." I said, crossing my arms. I felt Collins's hands on my shoulders.
"What?" He whispered in my ear. I was not going to tell them. It was all Mimi's fault anyway.
"Oh no, don't you even go there girl. I wasn't the one with the Dominican God's fingers up my thigh." I said, forgetting either men were in the room. She sat up on her knees to face me.
"Yeah, but you won't give up much of a fight when Mister bronze wanted to get cozy." She challenged, and I sat up on my knees. This was so war.
"Aw, is Mimi jealous that someone isn't just interested with my body?" I asked, and her mouth flung open, and I played a fake shock. "Oh...oh that hurts, doesn't it baby?" I asked her, and she was going all out.
"Oh you so didn't." She said, and just as she went to grab me, Roger grabbed her, and turned her around to face him.
"What the FUCK are you two talking about." He said, not asked, said.
"Mimi's little boyfriends." I answered quickly, and Collins pulled me back into his lap. He felt tense. Roger looked at me, and then at Mimi, pissed? Oh yeah. I refused to look at Collins.
"Oh...really?" He asked me, but looking at Mimi.
"Roger, they were NOT my boyfriends. Just two guys I thought me and Angel could talk to, but they weren't out for a talk." Mimi explained, and I snorted. Talk my ass.
"Oh, because your own company wasn't good enough?" He asked angrily. Mimi scoffed at him, and I nudged her with my foot. She looked over at me. I pleaded her with my eyes not to fight back. She looked back at Roger.
"I'm sorry..." She mumbled, and I heard Roger sigh. It took a while for anything to be said.
"We'll...we'll talk about it later, okay?" Roger asked, and that right there, even though his voice was still uneasy, that was the best thing I've ever seen. Roger didn't continue to argue. "We should start heading home anyway." He said, rubbing her arm softly. I smiled, and Roger helped Mimi up as he stood up. Alright, so I felt like a five year old getting punished but Roger wasn't yelling or running. That was worth it. He nodded at both me and Collins. Collins waved slowly, and I just smiled. When they left, Collins sighed, and I sat up to face him. He was thinking, not looking at me.
"I-I didn't like what they did." I told him softly, and he closed his eyes, and then looked at me.
"I hope not." He said simply.
"Baby, I was just-"
"Playing...yeah...I know." He said and my heart plummeted. I would have preferred his yelling than his disappointed voice.
"Nothing happened." I said. He looked away from me again. "Baby, nothing happened. They just wanted to sit with us and talk, and after a few minutes...they got too comfortable, and I...I felt extremely uncomfortable, so I told them to back off, that me and Mimi have AIDS, and they left." I told him honestly, well, sort of. He raised an eyebrow, looking back at me.
"What did they do to you?" He asked me.
"Well, one of them, Antonio, he put his hand on Mimi's thigh, and I was-" He placed a finger on my lips.
"What did they do to you?" He asked seriously, and I sighed.
"The other one, Miguel, it wasn't much, you know? But it was just enough." I said, feeling weird, talking about this.
"What did he do to you?" He asked for the third time.
"Well, I thought he was sweet, you know? Said I was pretty, said he liked my name." I said, and Collins frowned. That's how we met, or at least Collins's little pick-up line. Same as Miguel's, only less creepy. "So...I figured, how bad can they be? But, like I said, when Antonio had his hand so close on Mimi, I was looking out for her, ready to say anything. Before I knew it...Miguel had his arm around me, and his face was...really close, so I told them off." I told him, which took a lot of me. "I'm sorry baby." I said, but Collins didn't yell or even sigh again. He kissed me. It wasn't a quick little thing either. There was a lot of eagerness in that kiss. Fine, we'll do it his way. I just giggled.
"What?" He asked, kissing the sides of my mouth so I could answer.
"You are fresh." I said, and he laughed, picking me up, and sweeping me off to our bedroom. I wrapped my arms around him his neck, and kissed him. I felt him lay me down on the bed. He only let go of me to get his shirt off. Once it was, he was back to me, and I spent the same time touching his gorgeous chest. He placed hi hands on my shoulders, my straps falling off at his touch. His hands moved down to my shorts, and played with the buttons, sliding them off my body, letting me wrap my legs around him. Lucky for him I wasn't doing the whole underwear thing today. Luckily for me, underwear was all he was wearing today. He crushed his lips against mine, leaving me to moan against his mouth. I let my hands fall from his chest to the waistband of his boxers. I pulled them down, and he kicked them off. As he did that, I pulled my shirt off quickly, and he went back to kissing me the second my face was free.
He fumbled around on the table next to our bed, trying to find the lube. I giggled and kissed down his neck, nipping the skin lightly. He groaned, getting impatient with himself. He finally found it, and placed the gel in his fingers, and arched so he could rub himself with it.
"Don't tease me." I told him, and he chuckled lowly.
"Only if you're ready baby." He mumbled, and I nodded. He sat up a bit, one arm balancing him, the other holding my hip. He held himself at my entrance, and kissed my neck gently. I whimpered. My God I hate when he does that. He slowly entered me, and I whimpered. We never did this without getting me ready. I wasn't ready, and just laid, trying to get used to it quickly, trying to turn the pain into lust and pleasure. He was slow, knowing what was going on in my mind.
"Oh my God baby...oh my God." I moaned loudly as he quicken the pace a bit.
"You like that cake?" He asked me, and I clenched the mattress with my fingernails.
"Oh FUCK!" I shouted, and there was a bang on the wall. Our neighbors didn't appreciate us that much. Collins held a hand to my mouth.
"Shh..." He whispered, but continued to quicken his pace on me. I moaned under his hand. His face was dug inbetween my neck and shoulder, biting at the skin gently. His hand rubbed against my own erection, and began to pump me. I knew what that meant. He was close. Everytime he pumped into me, he grunted. It wasn't too much later when I shuddered one last time, and went right over the edge, and he was just behind me, filling me up, as he pumped quickly into me to ride his orgasm off. He fell on top of me, staying inside of me. He kissed my jaw gently, and I looked up at him, and kissed him sweetly.
We went to bed without another word or dinner. That was the last time Collins and I would ever be like this. It was the last time that I could. But, we didn't know it at the time.
