Rayqelle's Revenge ---Book 1--- Special Holiday Edition (Ratchet) by Shon Cole Black
Authors: Shon Cole Black
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While Chance and Iesha got their groove on I made my way to the bathroom; my bladder was full as hell from all the drinks. When I opened the door it was like a bad movie. Two bitches were in one stall kissin’, and one bitch was leanin’ over the sink snortin’ somethin’. Then two other bitches was in the corner poppin’ somethin’ in their mouths (X I guess) then kissin’, and one lil’ dark skinned bitch just standin’ in the corner starin’ like she knew me or like she was checkin’ me out. It was some crazy shit! I mean, me and Iesha used to get buckwild but I don’t remember us gettin’ like this; or come to think of it, maybe we did. We were doin’ some of everything back then, and I do mean some of everything.
So, I pissed as fast as I could and got the fuck out of there; cuz’ you can’t leave a bitch like Iesha by herself with your man for too long. I know from experience. You’ll come back and the mutha’fucka won’t even remember who you are. Anyway, when I got back to the dance floor it was dark as hell and everywhere I looked it was like one freak show goin’ on after another; like the shit that you see on late night cable or girls gone wild (the ghetto edition). Guys and girls grindin’, girls sitting on each other’s laps tonguing each other down! I mean, it was people in the corner slow grindin’ to fast music. Mutha’fuckas was walkin’ around like zombies. This shit was insane!
So I’m now standing at the bar and tipsy as hell. I felt a hand touch the small of my back. I quickly turned to see who was finna’ get knocked the fuck out! It was the lil’ chocolate chick that was staring at me the whole time I was in the bathroom. She had followed me out. She was about 5 f eet tall, cute as hell, and built like a brick shit house. I mean, she was sexy; almost as sexy as me.
“Are you here alone?” She asked.
“I’m here with my fiancé.” I said pointing to Chance and Iesha on the dance floor.
“Oh really? Well, looks like he’s got his hands full,” she said smiling. She started to dance closer and closer toward me; then put her arms around my waist and pressed her body against mine. We moved to beat of the music.
“I’m Shela,” she said speaking directly into my ear so she could be heard over the loud music.
“My name’s Rayqelle.” I responded feeling slightly intrigued by this strange lil’ piece of sexual chocolate that stood just inches away; offering her sweet temptation.
I could see Chance watching me as he danced with Iesha; never letting me out of his sight for more than a second or two. I knew he was watching, so I decided to give him a little pre-show. Shela and I danced, touching and caressing each other’s bodies. Chance was looking at me, looking at her. Shela leaned forward and pressed her full lips against mine and I let her. I felt her tongue enter my mouth and I responded with the same. Everybody there had a role in the freak show, so I decided to join them!
“I see you met Shela,” Iesha said, as she dabbed the sweat from her chest with a cocktail napkin.
“You two know each other?” I asked Iesha in a surprised tone. I began looking back and forth between her and Shela; thinking to myself, “Iesha, what the fuck are you up to now?”
“Shela is my personal assistant. She’s here helpin’ me with some P.R. stuff. Shela Simpson, this is my girl Rayqelle that I was tellin’ you about and her fiancé Chance. Shela didn’t have any plans tonight so I had her meet me here. I figured we could all hang out.” Iesha said as she turned to look at me.
“Nice to meet the both of you... This is so weird,” Shela said with the slight look of embarrassment.
“Enough talkin’ let’s dance!” Iesha said as she grabbed Chance and pulled him to the center of the dance floor.
We danced; all four of us enticing one another. When the song changed we all moved to a corner table in the VIP. We sat way off to
While Chance and Iesha got their groove on I made my way to the bathroom; my bladder was full as hell from all the drinks. When I opened the door it was like a bad movie. Two bitches were in one stall kissin’, and one bitch was leanin’ over the sink snortin’ somethin’. Then two other bitches was in the corner poppin’ somethin’ in their mouths (X I guess) then kissin’, and one lil’ dark skinned bitch just standin’ in the corner starin’ like she knew me or like she was checkin’ me out. It was some crazy shit! I mean, me and Iesha used to get buckwild but I don’t remember us gettin’ like this; or come to think of it, maybe we did. We were doin’ some of everything back then, and I do mean some of everything.
So, I pissed as fast as I could and got the fuck out of there; cuz’ you can’t leave a bitch like Iesha by herself with your man for too long. I know from experience. You’ll come back and the mutha’fucka won’t even remember who you are. Anyway, when I got back to the dance floor it was dark as hell and everywhere I looked it was like one freak show goin’ on after another; like the shit that you see on late night cable or girls gone wild (the ghetto edition). Guys and girls grindin’, girls sitting on each other’s laps tonguing each other down! I mean, it was people in the corner slow grindin’ to fast music. Mutha’fuckas was walkin’ around like zombies. This shit was insane!
So I’m now standing at the bar and tipsy as hell. I felt a hand touch the small of my back. I quickly turned to see who was finna’ get knocked the fuck out! It was the lil’ chocolate chick that was staring at me the whole time I was in the bathroom. She had followed me out. She was about 5 f eet tall, cute as hell, and built like a brick shit house. I mean, she was sexy; almost as sexy as me.
“Are you here alone?” She asked.
“I’m here with my fiancé.” I said pointing to Chance and Iesha on the dance floor.
“Oh really? Well, looks like he’s got his hands full,” she said smiling. She started to dance closer and closer toward me; then put her arms around my waist and pressed her body against mine. We moved to beat of the music.
“I’m Shela,” she said speaking directly into my ear so she could be heard over the loud music.
“My name’s Rayqelle.” I responded feeling slightly intrigued by this strange lil’ piece of sexual chocolate that stood just inches away; offering her sweet temptation.
I could see Chance watching me as he danced with Iesha; never letting me out of his sight for more than a second or two. I knew he was watching, so I decided to give him a little pre-show. Shela and I danced, touching and caressing each other’s bodies. Chance was looking at me, looking at her. Shela leaned forward and pressed her full lips against mine and I let her. I felt her tongue enter my mouth and I responded with the same. Everybody there had a role in the freak show, so I decided to join them!
“I see you met Shela,” Iesha said, as she dabbed the sweat from her chest with a cocktail napkin.
“You two know each other?” I asked Iesha in a surprised tone. I began looking back and forth between her and Shela; thinking to myself, “Iesha, what the fuck are you up to now?”
“Shela is my personal assistant. She’s here helpin’ me with some P.R. stuff. Shela Simpson, this is my girl Rayqelle that I was tellin’ you about and her fiancé Chance. Shela didn’t have any plans tonight so I had her meet me here. I figured we could all hang out.” Iesha said as she turned to look at me.
“Nice to meet the both of you... This is so weird,” Shela said with the slight look of embarrassment.
“Enough talkin’ let’s dance!” Iesha said as she grabbed Chance and pulled him to the center of the dance floor.
We danced; all four of us enticing one another. When the song changed we all moved to a corner table in the VIP. We sat way off to
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