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made homemade ice cream for dessert. I can’t wait to taste it,” Erica said with a smile.
    The thought of food made Alexandria run to the downstairs bathroom to throw up. Shit! I ain’t drinking like that ever again, she thought as she looked at herself in the mirror. When she joined her mother in the kitchen, she stared at her funny again. “What?”
    “Alexandria Tiffany Payne! You better not be pregnant!” Her eyes were low and scary.
    “Ma, I am not pregnant. I must be getting sick or something,” Alexandria lied.
    Her sickness was brought on by drinking different drinks at the club. She didn’t bother to ask what it was, she just gulped it down.
    “Don’t make me take you to get a pregnancy test. I will not have my daughter out there fornicating! You are too young. Do you hear me?”
    “Oh God! You really have to chill out. You can test me if you want, but you will be wasting your money. And, I guess daddy is the only one that can fornicate?”
    The next thing Alexandria knew, her mother had slapped her across her face and she quickly grabbed where she got hit. It startled her because her mother never hit her before. She must have hit a soft spot because her mother sat down at the kitchen table and cried. Alexandria felt sorry for making her cry, but she was mad at her for allowing her father to still be in her life. It killed her knowing that he promised to love her and he was out sharing his dick like fucking was going out of style.
    Alexandria didn’t bother to look at her mother or apologize. She went to her room, showered, and then got dressed for church. The ride to church was quiet. It was the first Sunday that Robert took on his role as the pastor of the church again. Everybody was happy and couldn’t wait to hear the sermon. After the choir sung, His Eye Is on the Sparrow , Alexandria motioned with her head for Timmy to follow her to the back of the church. She went to the bathroom and the handicap bathroom door was wide open, which was across from the regular ladies’ and men’s room. She pulled her phone out of her purse and texted Timmy to tell him where to meet her. She knew he was down for it because he watched her the whole time that he played the piano.
    When he tapped on the door, she stepped aside and let him open it. They quickly locked the door and found themselves kissing and taking each other’s clothes off.
    “You are off the hook!” Timmy said while nibbling on her neck. “I’ve been thinking about this since the last time I had it.”
    “Me too.” She smiled at him.
    Timmy scooped her in his arms and spread her legs while positioning her over his hard dick that he covered with a condom. They were up against the wall and he felt so good inside of her.
    “Oh shit!” she screamed.
    “Shh!” Timmy said while holding her ass with one hand and covering her mouth with the other.
    It felt so good that she couldn’t control it. “Oh! It feels sooo good!”
    Then, Timmy sat on the toilet seat with the lid down. He grabbed her hand and pulled her over to him as he positioned her on his awaiting dick. She was proud of herself for how she had him moaning from the way she handled his dick. The more she rocked on his dick, she felt like an orgasm tried to turn her body inside out.
    They came minutes apart, and then Timmy whispered, “You’re not going to share this with anybody else, right?”
    “No, nobody knows about us.”
    “No, I’m talking about this.” He pointed to her pussy.
    She giggled and the look on Timmy’s face showed that he didn’t see anything funny. “Are you for real?”
    “Yes. I don’t share.”
    “Okay. I guess I don’t share, either.” She smiled wide from the thought of them being exclusive.
    When they got dressed, there was a knock at the door. “Anybody in there?” Sister Mable asked from the other side of the door in her old lady pitch. She had a walker, so she couldn’t go to the regular bathroom.
    “What are we going to do?”