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that’s probably
the silliest question you could ask me, of course I’ll be your maid of honor.”
    A Corvette pulled up,
the radio was playing some too loud honky tonk music.
Susan Harris slide out from the driver’s side wearing a multicolored peasant
top and a pair of shorts too short for even her. All Amie knew was if Susan
bent down, all of what she possessed would be shown to the world. Her long,
dark brown hair draped her bare shoulders nicely. Even though Susan was a
pretty girl, her attitude towards Amie made her ugly. She walked over to Roy
grabbing his beer taking a swig of it.
    “What are you doing
here, Susan?” asked Steven
    “Just came to see about
my boyfriend, hey baby.” She smiled giving him a kiss on the cheek. The entire
time glaring at Amie, openly enjoying how she hated the fact they were
together.
    Amie wouldn’t give
Susan the satisfaction of knowing it was eating her up inside. “Why don’t we
all go back to the party?”
      As the evening progressed, people were
dancing, talking, and eating some of the food Amie had been preparing for her
party. Sandy had helped with preparing all of the appetizers and food. It took
them what seemed like forever because Amie had to have everything perfect. She
wanted to showcase her culinary skills for everybody to see.
    Mrs. Banks, their
science teacher, had loved something Amie had made so much she wanted the
recipe. Amie gladly said she would give it to her.
      Amie went inside to go to the bathroom, and
then get the recipe when she heard some noises coming from her bedroom. At
first she played it off as it was just the pesky wooden floor creaking, but
then decided to check it out. The sight she saw when she opened the door would
be cemented in her thoughts forever.
    Susan was on top of
someone, riding him like he was a bucking bronco; her moans were loud. Amie
stood frozen. She saw a head come up and start sucking Susan’s breasts and
nipples. Susan squealed with delight.
    “Damn, you feel so
good, baby, fuck!” he said picking up the pace.
    It was Roy, her Roy, in
her bed making love to another woman instead of her. Amie stood in the doorway
screaming. Roy and Susan jumped up and flew apart.
    “You fucking bastards!
Get the fuck out of my room, out of my house, and out of my life! How dare you
fuck in my room of all places, my God! Couldn’t you have done that shit in the
back of your truck, Roy?”
    “This is your room,
Amie?   Well, I didn’t know it was your
room,” Susan said sarcastically.
    Amie’s blood boiled
over and before anything else could be said, she jumped Susan. They landed on
the bed. All Amie could think of was getting her hands around the bitch’s neck.
They both rolled off the bed onto the floor with a loud thump. Amie was
swinging wildly at Susan, who was screaming for her life. Roy found his pants
and was trying to get the two of them away from each other but it was no use,
they were too strong in the heat of the moment even for him.
    The noise brought
others running to the room. Sandy and Steven got in the midst of the tussle
tearing the two apart. Amie had a good hold of Susan’s hair.
    “Let go of her hair,
Amie, let go now!” shouted Sandy trying to undo Amie’s fingers from Susan’s
scalp. Amie refused to let go. Susan despised Amie for as long as they had been
in school together. Always making fun of her not only because of her race, but
any little thing she could think to make her feel lower than low. Now it came
to a head tonight―in all places, her house. She finally let go of Susan
as Steven pulled her away.
      Steven asked, “What the fucking hell is going
on in here?”
    “We were in here making
out and this bitch came in!” Susan bellowed trying to put herself back
together.
    “In her house and in
her room of all places you decided to go start fucking, you vindictive bitch!”
Steven said, pushing Susan towards Roy. “You knew exactly what you were doing. Roy,
get your shit on, and get your