his huge ego at all!
It’s just
frustrating when a man has an average package, a huge ego, and minimal skills.
You want to just slap the hell out of him and tell him get real! Elias prides
himself on being a stallion in the bedroom. I just never had the heart to tell
him he was more like a rabbit. I let him think he was the bomb, but actually he
was more like a thump. I didn’t have the patience anymore to lie under him
saying things like “Ooh baby it’s so good.” or “Oh Elias you’re wonderful
tonight.”
After more
stress with Elias, I decided I needed a day off. I took a spa day and got a
manicure, pedicure, mud bath, massage, seaweed wrap, and a detoxifying facial.
After getting myself all prettied up, I went shopping and stopped off at P.F.
Chang’s China Bistro for a Bikini Shrimp Salad while at the Cumberland Mall.
When I got home I could tell Elias was in his bitch mode. I tried to lighten
the mood by giving him a kiss on the cheek when I walked in.
“Elias I have
some bags in the car. Would you mind helping me get them please?”
“Get them
yourself. You bought it, you pack it.”
“Okay.”
I knew not
even entertain him when he was in that kind of mood. The bags could stay in the
car for the time being, including the clothes I’d also purchased for him. I
changed into some jogging pants and my sports bra to go to the gym. As I
gathered my hair into a ponytail, I heard Elias yell my name from the living
room.
“Just a
minute Elias.”
“Bring your
ass here right now!”
“What’s the
matter with you?”
“Look at
these magazines? This magazine is out of place, it’s not at a 45 degree angle
like it’s supposed to be.”
It was easier
to just put it like he wanted than to argue, but I had grown tired of being
complacent and frankly, I’d grown tired of him. I patiently gathered all of the
magazines, stacked them neatly, picked them all up, opened the front door, and
threw them in the front yard.
“Now, that
problem is fixed.” I responded.
When Elias ran
outside to pick them up, I closed the front door and grabbed my keys. I decided
not to wait to go to the gym because I needed release right then. When I was
walking into the garage, Elias came back through the front door. As I stood in
the garage waiting for the automatic door to come up, Elias ran into the garage
puffing and blowing like a steam engine.
“You are not
going anywhere!”
“I’m going to
the gym Elias.”
“You’re gonna
get your ass in that house.”
“Or what?” I
said as he blocked my car door.
“Get in the
house Rachel; I’m not playing with you.”
“Move Elias.”
I said as I tried to maneuver past him and get in my car.
“Bitch I told
you to get your ass in the house.” Before I knew anything, Elias had shoved me
about 3 feet backwards and as if
in slow motion,
his open hand was coming toward my face. He slapped me hard across my left
cheek.
“Get in the
fucking house!”
I managed to
get past him and to my car door. Just as I was getting into the car he grabbed
my hair. When I turned he balled up his fist and drew back. Suddenly I heard
someone yell “Hey!” The sound kept getting closer and closer.
“Hey! Hey!
What’s your problem?” a man asked as he walked into the garage.
It was our
next-door neighbor, who happened to be a police officer.
“I am trying
to leave, but he won’t let me.”
“Oh
everything is fine, just a little tiff.” Elias lied.
“Looks like
more than a tiff. As big as you are you should be ashamed of yourself.”
“I haven’t
done anything to her.”
“I saw you
slap her. Mrs. Richards get in your car and go ahead where you were going
ma’am.”
“Thank you.”
I had been
driving about ten minutes when I reminded myself that Elias had hit me. I
forgot all about the gym and went straight to Zeke’s house. Feeling the hot
tears come to my eyes, I tried to straighten my face before I rang the bell. It
was no use. When he opened the door he
It’s just
frustrating when a man has an average package, a huge ego, and minimal skills.
You want to just slap the hell out of him and tell him get real! Elias prides
himself on being a stallion in the bedroom. I just never had the heart to tell
him he was more like a rabbit. I let him think he was the bomb, but actually he
was more like a thump. I didn’t have the patience anymore to lie under him
saying things like “Ooh baby it’s so good.” or “Oh Elias you’re wonderful
tonight.”
After more
stress with Elias, I decided I needed a day off. I took a spa day and got a
manicure, pedicure, mud bath, massage, seaweed wrap, and a detoxifying facial.
After getting myself all prettied up, I went shopping and stopped off at P.F.
Chang’s China Bistro for a Bikini Shrimp Salad while at the Cumberland Mall.
When I got home I could tell Elias was in his bitch mode. I tried to lighten
the mood by giving him a kiss on the cheek when I walked in.
“Elias I have
some bags in the car. Would you mind helping me get them please?”
“Get them
yourself. You bought it, you pack it.”
“Okay.”
I knew not
even entertain him when he was in that kind of mood. The bags could stay in the
car for the time being, including the clothes I’d also purchased for him. I
changed into some jogging pants and my sports bra to go to the gym. As I
gathered my hair into a ponytail, I heard Elias yell my name from the living
room.
“Just a
minute Elias.”
“Bring your
ass here right now!”
“What’s the
matter with you?”
“Look at
these magazines? This magazine is out of place, it’s not at a 45 degree angle
like it’s supposed to be.”
It was easier
to just put it like he wanted than to argue, but I had grown tired of being
complacent and frankly, I’d grown tired of him. I patiently gathered all of the
magazines, stacked them neatly, picked them all up, opened the front door, and
threw them in the front yard.
“Now, that
problem is fixed.” I responded.
When Elias ran
outside to pick them up, I closed the front door and grabbed my keys. I decided
not to wait to go to the gym because I needed release right then. When I was
walking into the garage, Elias came back through the front door. As I stood in
the garage waiting for the automatic door to come up, Elias ran into the garage
puffing and blowing like a steam engine.
“You are not
going anywhere!”
“I’m going to
the gym Elias.”
“You’re gonna
get your ass in that house.”
“Or what?” I
said as he blocked my car door.
“Get in the
house Rachel; I’m not playing with you.”
“Move Elias.”
I said as I tried to maneuver past him and get in my car.
“Bitch I told
you to get your ass in the house.” Before I knew anything, Elias had shoved me
about 3 feet backwards and as if
in slow motion,
his open hand was coming toward my face. He slapped me hard across my left
cheek.
“Get in the
fucking house!”
I managed to
get past him and to my car door. Just as I was getting into the car he grabbed
my hair. When I turned he balled up his fist and drew back. Suddenly I heard
someone yell “Hey!” The sound kept getting closer and closer.
“Hey! Hey!
What’s your problem?” a man asked as he walked into the garage.
It was our
next-door neighbor, who happened to be a police officer.
“I am trying
to leave, but he won’t let me.”
“Oh
everything is fine, just a little tiff.” Elias lied.
“Looks like
more than a tiff. As big as you are you should be ashamed of yourself.”
“I haven’t
done anything to her.”
“I saw you
slap her. Mrs. Richards get in your car and go ahead where you were going
ma’am.”
“Thank you.”
I had been
driving about ten minutes when I reminded myself that Elias had hit me. I
forgot all about the gym and went straight to Zeke’s house. Feeling the hot
tears come to my eyes, I tried to straighten my face before I rang the bell. It
was no use. When he opened the door he
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