Will Love Ever Come?

Chapter 7

"HEY? LARGE OR SMALL?"

"Small, please," replies Eschewal to the big-boned woman behind the food counter. He gives her the payment, and without a smile, she hands over his change. He slips it into his pocket and sits on one of the soft stools the restaurant provides for takeaway customers.

As he sits, his thoughts travel back to when he was stealing sex. He shakes his head. He cannot believe his need to orgasm drove him to the thin line between sex and rape. His heart sinks, and he thinks, 'Maybe it was rape?' his whole body turns hot. He closes his eyes and then runs through in his mind what represents rape. He reassures himself, 'I didn't force the girl; she gave it to me, but she only gave it because she thought I was Deuce. Would she have given it to me if she knew it wasn't?' That question weighs on his mind. He looks towards his feet and shrugs off the question by telling himself, 'Yeah, man; she knew it was someone else. She just played the fool so she could get sexed by two different men.'

That new idea of the situation makes him feel better. It makes him relax, and visions of him sinking his penis in and out of the girl's vagina flood his mind. He feels as if The Dog is forcing his penis to grow hard. The sexual pictures now flick through his mind a thousand paces a minute. He grabs his penis and then remembers that he did not ejaculate.

The Dog seems to be howling to satisfy the need to orgasm – the assault is too overwhelming. He bites his lip. He knows The Dog is out of its cage. He shakes his head and says to himself, 'Damn, why did Keneisha have to blow me out and release this dirty dog in me? After all that effort I put in to get rid of it.'

He closes his eyes and continues to reason with himself, 'Cha, I swear the black book is a joke. I've done everything it said, yet I've not become a creator of values.'

He sucks his teeth and looks at his phone. He scrolls through the contacts. 'Flip, no girls to call.' He had deleted all the girls on his phone when he decided to disconnect from promiscuous sex.

'Ah, what am I gonna do now to release?' He laughs to himself. 'Geez, it looks like I might have to pay for a prostitute.' He sucks his teeth. 'Nah, that's long. I can't slip like that.' He looks over at the big-boned woman. He contemplates asking her out on a date. He tries to catch her eye as she places the lid on his food. She does not look up until the food is packed into the white plastic bag. She gives him the bag without a smile.

He says, "Thank you," and takes the bag. He turns on his heels and exits the restaurant with his mind spinning on releasing his sexual tension.