Seeds of Tomorrow

15

"How did it go last night?" Atira whispered to Jillian as the two women strolled confidently down the hall toward the event center.

"Ugh...I would have had more fun by myself, just saying," she groaned, her chestnut brown hair bouncing off her shoulders.

"That bad?"

"Girl, has anyone ever bit your clit?" Jillian snickered.

Atira's jaw dropped in horror, "Can't say that they have. I didn't even think people thought to use their teeth on it...yeesh," she winced, instinctively covering in front of her lady bits.

"Yeah, I thought so too...but this guy," she grimaced, "Wow. I had to stop him and tell him I needed to go."

The two giggled like teenagers, "Did he take it bad?"

"Mmm...I think it bruised his ego," she laughed, "And get this, after I said it, he suddenly remembered he's married."

Atira felt herself tense up even though she had gotten over her husband's infidelity over ten years ago and looked past the fact Jillian had no qualms about hooking up with married men, it still dug at her and made her feel insecure. She couldn't help but think about what if it was her husband, her mind playing images of Krist and other women in a bar, being intimate with them.

"That poor wife," Atira murmured.

Jillian laughed, "I hope she has her own side piece, I can't imagine wasting my time on a man who uses his teeth to eat the cat and cheats. And that, girl, is why I will never get married. I know you are happy with your guy but most of these men are dogs."

Atira didn't completely agree with that sentiment, some men were good just like some women, for instance, Nina, were dogs.

"I hope they have something good to eat," Atira said changing the subject quickly.

"Probably just the continental breakfast-type buffet they had yesterday," Jillian remarked.

The pair entered the large conference room, it was still fairly empty though there would be a crowd filing in soon enough. Atira made a bee-line to the buffet-style table. The offerings were a little better than they'd been the day prior, there were eggs, turkey bacon, and waffles along with fresh fruit, yogurt, and oatmeal.

As she was fixing her plate, Krist called to check in and let her how much he missed her still and the boys were giving him shit that morning.

"Audrey made everyone French toast, so she's my favorite kid today," Krist laughed, the boys shouting at him in the background.

"She's such a good kid," Atira told him, balancing her phone on her shoulder, "Did she make sure the boys were up on time?"

Audrey was what Atira described as a mini mother-hen, she was patient, responsible, and made sure everyone was doing what they should.

"She tried. Gabe did the usual thing where he says he's up but then he goes back to sleep," Krist said.

Gabe could be heard in the background saying, "I was up!"

"And that's why I had to go back into your room and get you out of bed?" Krist asked, the other kids agreeing with him.

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"You sound busy," he told her, "I'll let you get back to it. I love you, baby."

"I love you too, I'll see you this evening," Atira replied, releasing the call before he could say anything else.