The Real Testimony of Empatha Mayne

Feels Like Rain

Tyler felt that waking up to Empatha was a wonderful thing. He watched her closely, looking at her beautiful skin. She slept peacefully, like she didn't have a care in this world. Tyler wondered what life must truly be like for Empatha. Erzulie Freda. Wow, he thought, that must come with a lot of responsibility. Tyler wondered how Empatha could maintain her mental strength, being who she was and all. He admired her even more.
Tyler pulled the covers off of her, slowly, careful not to wake her. He looked at Empatha's beautiful naked body, taking in all of her sexy sweet spots. He gently put himself between her legs, his mouth a hair's breadth from her pussy. Tyler wanted to wake her up right, and began to lick her, watching her sleepy reaction.
As Tyler sucked her clit, Empatha awoke, feeling the sensations of Tyler's tongue. She smiled beautifully, moving her body to receive more of his worship. It felt so good, waking up to Tyler licking her pussy. Empatha thought he looked extra desirable, all naked and perched between her legs, sucking her out. Tyler's big, fine, light skinned, muscular body was a definite turn on for Empatha, and the more he serviced her, the more desirable she felt. Tyler sucked and pulled on her delicate petals so intensely, Empatha couldn't help but come, her wetness multiplying.
Empatha, breathless at this point, pulled Tyler to her, kissing him passionately. "You want some?", asked Tyler, sexily. "You already know", said Empatha, grabbing his thick, long penis and putting it inside of her. Tyler moved his body, pushing deep into Empatha as he kissed her.
Early morning loving agreed with them, and Empatha relaxed her body as Tyler took her, pumping deep into her garden. He kissed Empatha passionately, drinking her mouth as she wrapped her legs around his waist, opening up for him even more. Tyler's blood raced as he pistoned into Empatha's sweet love, trying desperately to hit all the right spots.
Empatha loved the sensual way Tyler was doing her, and knew their relationship was taking a turn for the better. Tyler was sealing his love for Empatha via his demonstration in her pussy.
Tyler's handsome features were enhanced by the looks of desire that fell upon him. The sexy way he was sliding his tongue into her mouth had Empatha slippery.
"Oh Tyler! I'm about to come!", cried Empatha as Tyler dug into her, overwhelming her. Empatha came hard, her juices encouraging Tyler to go deeper, until he too came, spurting inside of her. Tyler collapsed onto Empatha, his face in her bosom, giving her sweet kisses. "I love you, Tyler", she said, rubbing his head. Tyler, glad to hear her say that, smiled at her. "I love you too, baby!", he said, his eyes confirming the truth of it.
Empatha and Tyler took a shower together, Tyler trying hard not to split her in half as he made wet love to her. Afterwards, when they were both dressed, Tyler held her close to his body, taking in her scent. He loved Empatha, and wished he could keep her in his arms forever.
Once little London and T.J. were up, Empatha helped Tyler dress them, and they all went out for breakfast. Empatha loved Tyler's Camaro, and was surprised when he asked if she would do the driving. Empatha gladly sat behind the wheel, Tyler telling her how good she looked. They looked like a real family, driving to breakfast.
Empatha drove to McDonald's, where they all sat down to the breakfast hot cakes, eggs, hash browns, sausages, and biscuits. Empatha fed the baby his formula, holding him, taking bites of her platter as she rubbed his little back. Tyler watched on with loving admiration as Empatha smiled at London, who was feeding herself like a big girl. Empatha was truly happy being there with Tyler and his babies.
After breakfast, they brought the kids to the park for a little while. Empatha loved spending time with sexy Tyler and his precious kids. By the time they made it back home, the children were ready for a nap, and Tyler was ready to smoke and chill with Empatha. Of course, their chill session turned into a love session, and Empatha gave Tyler her best, making sure Tyler knew just how deep her love for him flowed.
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Snootie wasn't thinking of hearing from his baby so soon. After his run in with his mother, Snootie felt disgusted in himself, reliving the way she touched him. When his phone rang, he assumed it was one of his homeboys, but upon seeing it was his baby calling, his whole demeanor changed.
"Hey baby! Text me your address! I need to see you!", exclaimed Empatha. "For sure!", replied Snootie, texting her. Snootie felt his spirits lift as he tidied up his already immaculate bachelor's apartment. He had watched the video of them in New Orleans, and was missing his baby something fierce, and now she was calling.
When Empatha arrived at his apartment complex, she had butterflies in her stomach. She wanted to come clean about Remy, and hoped Snootie wouldn't hate her. She knocked on his door.
When Snootie opened up, he had a sexy smile on his face. "Baby girl!", he said, scooping her into his arms and pulling her in. Empatha savored Snootie's feel, loving how good and warm he felt. "Please, come in.", he said, excited at having his baby there. Empatha walked in, holding Snootie's hand tightly.
They sat down on his leather sofa, kissing each other passionately. Empatha desperately hoped Snootie would forgive her. She didn't know how to tell him she had been having a sexual relationship with his sister's girlfriend.
When he finally broke free from her lips, Snootie smiled at Empatha, dazed. He saw a sadness in her eyes, and immediately worried. "What's wrong, baby? What is it?", he asked "Why you looking like that?" Snootie thought his mother had done something. "What did she do?", he asked, angrily
Empatha grabbed his hands. "Baby! Wait! Just listen! I have to tell you something!", said Empatha. "Did my mother do something to you?", he asked. "Baby, your momma ain't did nothing to me! I'm here because I love you and I need to tell you something that might make you want to hate me!", she exclaimed. Snootie calmed down, giving Empatha his full attention.
"Tell me what you need to", he urged her. Empatha looked into his beautiful dreamy hazel eyes and started crying. "You know I sleep with other people! Snootie, before I even met you, I was seeing Remy, your sister's girlfriend! She's the only female I've ever been with, and we still see each other from time to time! I'm sorry, but I do care about her, too! I can't expect you to understand how hard it is for me to love so many different people, all in different ways! All I know is that I wasn't supposed fall in love with you! I chose you for a reason, now I'm in love with you, and I want to be with you, but I can't choose! I'm sorry to have to tell you this!", she cried.
Snootie felt relieved. He wiped her tears away, then kissed her, passionately. "I knew about you and Remy, baby! I was just waiting for you to be comfortable enough to tell me! I thought my crazy assed momma got at you!", he exclaimed, stunning Empatha. "What, how did you know?", she asked. Snootie smiled, then said, "When we tried to have lunch together? Old girl almost choked when she saw you! I could tell, though", he said, quieting down.
Empatha held his hand and kissed it. "Remy told me your momma wants to do something to me! Baby, I know she's your mother, but...", she said. Snootie kissed her lips, then said, "She used to molest me, when I was younger. She'd make me touch her while she'd touch me..." Empatha sensed his discomfort. She closed her eyes and held him to her. "As I got a little older, she'd punish me for nothing, allowing Bre to go places; that was for her to lock me in my room and come in and sit on my...my face or my dick! She made me do things to her like I wasn't her child, but her man! She made me never want to be with anyone! I said I would never go down on a female ever again, until I met you!", he said, tears in his eyes.
Empatha was livid. It was Mack all over again. "Baby, I know what you went through! Having been raped as a child myself! How could she do that to you, her child?", she cried. "Yesterday, I told her that she was sick, and that I was in love with you! I told her I was yours, and she threatened to do something! But don't worry, baby! She will have to deal with me!", he exclaimed. "I won't let her hurt you!"
Empatha touched Snootie's face. He was so handsome, and sweet, and tender. She felt her love for him deepen. "Baby, please don't worry about me! I can handle your mother! But seriously, you don't mind that I'm seeing Remy? What about Bre?", asked Empatha. "I don't mean to hurt anyone!"
Snootie pulled Empatha onto him as he laid back on his sofa. As Empatha looked down at him, those gorgeous breasts of hers seeking escape from her blouse, Snootie said, "You're the Goddess of Love! I love you! I understand your needs! I just want you to love me, and let me take care of you the way I can, Empatha!" Empatha kissed Snootie passionately, sliding her tongue in his mouth as he palmed her ass. "Thank you, baby!", exclaimed Empatha, breathlessly, before Snootie pulled her back in for more kisses.
Snootie brought Empatha into his bedroom, taking their clothes off while kissing her everywhere. He couldn't wait to taste her sweet pussy and buried his face in her body, his sucking driving Empatha wild. She couldn't help but to moan loudly as Snootie tongue kissed her pussylips.
Snootie held her breasts, sucking them as he pushed himself into her wetness. Empatha wanted to scream in delight as Snootie gave it to her, his long super-sized penis demanding its due entry into her heart. Empatha felt such splendor from his thrusts, she thought she was in another world. Snootie knew how to love her down and take her to such wonderful places of ecstasy. He pumped into Empatha, giving her all of him, down to the root.
Empatha loved him drastically in that moment; of all her lovers, she usually had the most erotic experiences with Prince Willie, but Snootie here was creeping on a come up, gaining that high spot in her heart. She surrendered her will and her pussy to him, allowing Snootie to have all of her.
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Veronica sat outside of her son's apartment, waiting. She knew that whore was in there with him, and wanted to give her a piece of her mind, and a piece of her steel.
Veronica thought about going inside to interrupt their little reunion, but thought against it, because she couldn't stand to see her son having sex with another woman. Veronica was crazy with hatred; how dare that bitch touch her son! She knew they were doing something in that apartment, because she had been parked waiting when Empatha had arrived, and now, some time later, no one had emerged yet.
She had enough. Veronica walked up to Snootie's door and was about to knock when she could hear their moaning and groaning. Veronica reached into her purse and pulled out her gun. Remy, who had been watching on the corner, saw Veronica with the gun and quickly came across the street, just in time to see her bang against the door.
When she saw her daughter's lesbian lover, she asked, "What the hell are you doing here?", as Snootie answered the door. Remy said, "Say, my son, she got a gun!" Veronica took the gun and hit Remy in the face as Snootie tried to manhandle her for it. Empatha ran in the living room, half dressed, and Veronica went wild. "You whore! I'm going to kill you!", she yelled, escaping Snootie's grasp and aiming the gun at Empatha.
Empatha stood still, frozen in time, and Veronica smiled an evil smile as she pulled the trigger. Remy came in just then, face bleeding. Snootie looked on, afraid. Veronica stood puzzled, still pulling the trigger. Empatha's rage came out, as well as her relief. She walked up to Veronica and punched her square in the face, causing her to drop the gun.
Empatha hit Veronica repeatedly, straddling her as she dropped, to beat her, mercilessly. "You stupid bitch! Take the gun off safety, first! You fucking, no-good, bougie assed bitch! You wanna kill me, huh? Fuck you!", exclaimed Empatha as she pounded against Veronica's head with her fists. She hit her repeatedly, seeing Remy's and Snootie's faces in her clouded mind, visualizing how Veronica had abused her bae Snootie. Empatha saw Mack, felt his touch. She lost control, punching through Veronica's bones of her face.
Snootie looked on in amazement, then Remy yelled, "Yo, get her! She killing her, my son!" Snootie grabbed Empatha, pulling her off of his mother who lay there, beaten. Empatha kicked her in the head and said, "That's for Juan!"
Remy couldn't believe how Empatha had beaten her girlfriend's mother to a pulp, in front of her. Empatha didn't know how to calm down. Her chest heaved, then she looked down at what she did. "Oh, my god! Snootie! I'm so sorry! Veronica! Veronica!", she screamed. Veronica tried to move, then weakly said, "Call the police!"
Remy wasn't about to let Empatha go to jail behind Veronica's ass, and said, "Yo, I'ma tell them I did it!" Snootie replied, "Nah, fuck that! She's my momma, I'ma take the fall!" Empatha looked at the both of them, then picked up the phone and called the police.
"Yo, what you doing, ma?", asked Remy, scared. "You gonna go to jail!"
Snootie, desperate to keep Empatha from any harm, walked in circles. "You ain't going to jail! You not! Okay, let me do the talking! Just trust me!", he said. Veronica moaned from the pain.
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When the police and ambulance arrived, Empatha called two of the officers aside, explaining what she did and why she did it. "My boyfriend's mother pulled a gun on me! She knew he had told me what she did to him in the past! She even pistol whipped her daughter's girlfriend with it before pointing it at me and pulling the trigger! When I realized I wasn't dead, I acted upon it! So I did what I had to do! She meant to kill me!", she explained.
The whole time Empatha was talking, the police officers were looking down into her beautiful cleavage, taking in her beauty. "So you beat her with your fists? That's pretty intensive for a, um, a little lady like you! You're sure your boyfriend didn't help you?", asked one of the officers.
"Arrest that whore! She is responsible for this!", yelled Veronica, painfully. Empatha looked at her and felt bad, but she had deserved it. "I was trained as a child", offered Empatha, looking down. The police officers thought she looked beautiful. Neither one of them could take their eyes away from Empatha.
Officer Bryan Marley, a big, tall brown skinned cutie with soft, dark eyes looked down at Empatha and felt himself falling for her. She was so beautiful, and she just oozed something otherworldly. When she looked up into his eyes and Empatha saw his dilate, she knew she had him. The other officer, a white guy, couldn't take his eyes off of Empatha's body, and basically went on looking at her like she was a real live Playboy centerfold.
"Ms. Mayne, if what you're saying is true, then this was self defense!", said Officer Bryan. Empatha touched his hand, sending electric currents up his arm. "It is true! I couldn't let her take that gun off safety!", she said, looking into his eyes.
Empatha could see Officer Bryan trying not to look at her body.
"If you could come with me to the car, we'll take down your statement!", he said, motioning for her to move. "What? You ain't taking her, are y'all? She defended herself!", yelled Snootie. Empatha looked at Snootie and said, "Baby, its okay! I'll be right back!" She followed Officer Bryan, the white cop staring at her ass. "Take that whore to jail, now! I mean it!", yelled Veronica. "Keep it down, ma'am!", said Officer Bryan, looking at Empatha's curves. He opened the unit's door and she sat inside.
Once Officer Marley got inside of the patrol car, he turned and looked at Empatha. "I'm sorry to have to do this, but I need you to fill out a statement, and write everything you told us! It's very important you do so, because she's trying to charge you for the assault. And since you were trained....", he said, the words seeming to hurt him to say them. Empatha took a deep breath. "So, you taking me to jail, then!", she said, upset at herself.
Officer Bryan felt somehow compelled to help Empatha, and he said, "If you can get your guy to bring charges on her for the abuse, we'll have that and the fact that she came here to do you with the gun, plus her attack on that female! That'll be enough to get your assault charge thrown out as self defense!" Empatha smiled, touching his shoulder. "Thank you, Officer Bryan! I could kiss you right now!" He smiled at her, then handed her the form to fill while he got down to talk to Snootie about it.
Empatha watched as the big, fine police officer looked back at her, smiling, then strode over to where Snootie stood anxiously. Shit, if she played her cards right, she might just walk away from this with a new friend. Empatha filled out her statement feeling better and better.
Snootie agreed to bring charges upon his mother, not because of what she did to him, but because she tried to kill Empatha. He wanted her to pay for that, at least. The paramedics were taking Veronica to the hospital for observation, then they would bring her to jail. Snootie knew his momma had connections with lawyers, so she'd probably be getting out sooner than later. Didn't matter; he was through with her bullshit.
Remy needed a few stitches on her pretty face, to close the gash from the hit. She was so relieved that Empatha was okay, and when Snootie came check up on her, she said, "My son, I don't know how to tell you this..." Snootie stopped her, saying, "I know. I know you're in love with Empatha, just like I am!", shocking her. Remy didn't know what to say. "Yo, I still love your sister, don't get me wrong, but..."
Snootie knew how Remy felt about Empatha, but he didn't want to see his sister get hurt, neither. "Mayne, just do you! That's all I can say! Bre a big girl!", he said, giving Remy dap, then walked away to wait for Empatha, leaving Remy confounded.
They had taken Veronica, a string of obscenities flying out of her mouth. "Son! How could you! I will get you for this! Why haven't you arrested that whore! I will sue you officers! You're probably sleeping with that slut, too!", she yelled as the medics closed the doors. Snootie felt embarrassed at how hard his mother was going.
Officer Bryan Marley watched Empatha through the rear view mirror. He thought she was so beautiful sitting there, with those deadly hands. He turned around and looked at her, then said, "Ms. Mayne, you know this Veronica woman is gonna have her lawyers all over this until she's free, then she's probably going to try to get to you! Here's my card; it has my home number, cell, and office number on it. If she tries to harass you, don't hesitate to call me, okay! Call me anytime!"
Empatha took the card and smiled. Officer Bryan was looking good to her. "Thank you, Officer Marley, for everything! So, does this mean I can go?", she asked, hopefully. Officer Bryan laughed and said, "Yes, you are free to go!" He got out of the car and opened her door, offering her his hand. "Ms. Mayne, I know it might sound inappropriate, but can I take you out to dinner sometimes? I would really love to get to know you better, if that's at all possible!", he said, his dark eyes sparkling. Empatha stood then smiled, her hand still in his. "Desitively!", she said, sexily.
Officer Bryan smiled as Empatha ran to Snootie, who held her tightly.
"You okay, baby?", asked Snootie. "I should be asking you that! I'm so sorry, baby, for making you have to do that!", she cried. Snootie held her, then Remy walked up. Empatha hugged her tightly, asking if she was okay. She looked at her still pretty face, touching it, then got sad when seeing the stitches. "You okay?", asked Remy. Empatha nodded, then told her she should get Bre and go see about her momma. Remy wanted to kiss her so bad, but took a look at Snootie, who was hurting inside from the whole melodrama. She left then, telling Snootie she'd keep him posted.
Snootie took Empatha inside, hugging her to him. Empatha could feel his despair, and wanted to ease his mind. "Come here, baby", she said, pulling him to her. Snootie kissed Empatha passionately, then took her back to his bed to finish what they had started before his crazy assed momma intervened. "You see why I need to move us to New Orleans?", he asked between kisses. "Ssh! Don't talk!", said Empatha as she sucked his tongue, stirring him up.
Snootie's nerves were bad, and he asked if Empatha wanted to smoke. He pulled out a whopper of a blunt he had in his dresser and lit it up, taking it in then passing it to Empatha. Empatha made sure her bae was comfortable as she held him close, inhaling and exhaling the potent weed. Soon, after hitting and passing the blunt to each other, they were both feeling better, and Snootie laid his head on Empatha's bosom.
"I thought I had lost you", he said, sadly, holding her hand. Empatha's heart was so full, she couldn't breathe. "But you didn't, baby! If anything, at least you know that I can take care of myself!", she said, smiling at him tenderly.
Seeing Empatha smile brought such joy to Snootie, and he brought her face to his for a kiss. "I love you, baby!", he said, smiling. "I love you too!", exclaimed Empatha, kissing him hard.
Teasingly, Snootie said, "Damn baby! Where did you learn how to fight like that?" Empatha took a deep breath, then explained how she was trained by a prizefighter back in the day, so she could protect herself. Snootie admired her even more, and wanted to protect her even more so. "Baby, you are it for me! Please say you'd be my wife if you could!", Snootie exclaimed.
Empatha, high off the weed and testosterone, looked at her baby, his hazel eyes the portal to his soul. "I'd do anything for you, Snootie!", she said truthfully, before gripping his erection. That sexy smile of his that she loved made an appearance, and Empatha straddled Snootie, taking him to another world.
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Empatha felt horrible for disfiguring Veronica's face. She felt even worse that Snootie would have to bring charges on his mother and relive the horrors of the abuse. As she lay in Snootie's arms, she allowed his tenderness to soothe her. Empatha ran her fingers over his chest, pinching his nipples.
"Baby, I'm so sorry about today!", she said, quietly. Snootie kissed her softly, then said, "Baby, I'm sorry! I should have never let her get this close!" Empatha didn't want him to blame himself for his mother's actions. She decided she needed to take his mind off of things, so she lowered her face down his stomach, kissing it. Snootie smiled, looking down at his baby. When Empatha put him in her mouth, he let everything fade to black.
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By the time Empatha made it back home, her mind was on Snootie, and the pain she caused him. He would have to testify against his mother in court, and Empatha knew things would get ugly. She wished that she could redo the day, but figured since Veronica was gunning for her, they would've had their time to bump heads eventually. She thought of how good it felt to pummel her face in, and a devilish smile played across her face, then Empatha immediately felt bad.
She sat down on her loveseat, her baby Jezebel jumping on her lap. Empatha stroked her beautiful black fur, then hugged her. Her mind wandered to Prince Willie. She missed him so much, and tears formed in her eyes at the thought of him. She stood and reached into her stash box for something to put in the air. Empatha's grief over what happened with Snootie and missing Prince Willie had her going crazy.
Empatha walked outside onto her porch, sitting down on the top step. She lit her spliff and began to toke, thinking of her men. Her hands hurt, but she didn't let it get to her. Just then, Jessie walked up, a delightful distraction. His big, bright smile made Empatha warm inside.
"Hey baby doll!", exclaimed Jessie, sitting next to her and giving her a big hug. He stared at Empatha, taking in her beauty. "Did anyone tell you that you're beautiful today?", he asked, smiling, bumping her shoulder with his. Empatha's smile was life to him.
"I missed you! I hope you're not planning on leaving me again, at least for a while!", he said. Empatha hit her spliff then passed it to him. Jessie couldn't understand her quietness, and asked what was wrong.
"Jessie baby, today I beat a woman down for trying to kill me! I just couldn't stop hitting her! I wanted to kill her! This bitch molested her son for years and wanna come for me? She also bust a good friend of mine in the face! She aimed a gun at me and pulled the fucking trigger! Jessie, baby, I thought I was dead for sure! But the stupid bitch forgot to take the safety off! I beat her fucking ass!", exclaimed Empatha, gesturing with her hands. Jessie became outraged. "What the fuck? Wait, are you okay?", he asked, touching her shoulder.
Empatha took the spliff and hit it hard, then said, "Yeah, baby. I'm okay now, but I wasn't earlier! Good thing the officers on the scene understood self defense!" Jessie hugged Empatha to him, kissing her forehead. "Seriously, are you okay?", he asked, looking solemn. Empatha nodded, passing him the weed. "How are you, baby? How's your dad doing?", she asked. Jessie, smoke coming out of his sexy mouth and nostrils, said, "It's not looking good. He can go at anytime now. I just wish that he could love and accept me, before he dies. It's sad, you know. I even told him that I'm in love with a woman, you! He still called me a bitch."
Empatha was sad to hear that. She could tell Jessie was hurt from his father's words. "Feels like rain", he said, looking up at the sky, his beautiful gray eyes a veil. Empatha wanted to hold him. "Can I do something for you and your dad? Are there any foods I can make him? Can I come over and relieve you? I'll sit with him, get to know him! Please baby, let me do that for you!", she plead.
Jessie was so moved by Empatha's offer, he kissed her. Empatha loved the way his mouth tasted, and as he held her face and gave her his tongue passionately, she felt she would do anything for him. Jessie took her inside and brought her straight to her bedroom, where he peeled her clothes off of her before getting out of his. Empatha stared at his sexy light mocha skin and salivated.
Jessie was so, so sexy. Empatha couldn't wait to feel him inside of her, looking at all he had to offer her and loving the view. She grabbed his delightful penis and gripped it, loving the length and the way it felt like satin over steel as she pulled. Jessie smiled at her as he enjoyed her hand. He stuck his tongue in her ear as he put his palm between her legs, rubbing her back and forth. It felt so good to Empatha, she thought she would fall to the floor in desire.
Jessie laid her on the bed and dove into her, sending his penis far into the dark. Empatha screamed out, knowing she was loving it. Jessie began his work, taking it to her. He was doing her pussy dirt, and she loved it. Every deep thrust Jessie gave her was rewarded with the tightening of her vaginal muscles as Empatha braced herself to take them.
When she could hold on no longer, Empatha let her muscles collapse, and gave up her ghost as Jessie indulged in her deep wetness. Empatha came screaming like a banshee as Jessie finished her.
Empatha laid on her side and looked at Jessie. "I love you, Jessie", she said, staring into his eyes. Jessie blushed as he smiled shyly, and it was adorable to Empatha. "Awww! You're so sweet and cute!", she said, kissing him. Empatha straddled him, her turn to love on him.
After putting the body rock on him, Empatha went to her laptop to research cancer patients diets. She was relieved to see that their dietary plans weren't that strict. But Jessie had said his father could go any day, so maybe he couldn't eat. She didn't know, but she was gonna find out.
Empatha dressed herself, staring at Jessie sexily as he did the same. She hated to see him covering up all that magnificence, but she was on a mission. "Come on", she said, taking his hand. They walked out of her room, and out of her trailer. Empatha wrapped her arm in his as they walked to Jessie's trailer. Nosey Tathana, home alone because Julian had returned to work, watched as Empatha entered Jessie's trailer. "Hmph!", she muttered. She had long time wished for Jessie on the low, because he told her he wasn't into chicks, now look who he was fucking. "Bitch!", she said, under her breath. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Renauld Mouton used to be a vibrant, towering man, his smoldering gray eyes and come hither stare tantalizing to the ladies. He could have his fill of women; he was pretty with his black hair and chocolate skin, and the ladies loved him and wanted to see their man in the best silks and fineries. He had a stable of women working for him at one time, and Sweet Daddy Renauld was on top of the world. He even had rich men vying for his services, as well as his attentions. Yeah, he had a skeleton or two stashed away in his closet.
That's the main reason he hated what his son was becoming, which was just like him. It took his momma, pretty little Eva, to tame him of his ways. One look into her beautiful green eyes and he was locked. Renauld passed his pimping onto a friend of his, and tried at the real good life, having a family with Eva. They had Jessie, then his sister Jennifer, and for a while, they were very, very happy. Renauld's proud smile as his teeth gleamed and eyes sparkled every time he spoke of his family. But that all changed.
One morning, he just woke up without the zest. His woman didn't understand why he wouldn't touch her, and why he suddenly didn't have any money. Renauld took to drinking heavy and tooting narcotics. Trashy women became his pleasure, not the beautiful loving wife and family he had at home. When he would be there, Renauld, either high or drunk, would hit on Eva, scaring little Jennifer and pissing off Jessie, who loved his mother dearly.
After Eva died from heart trouble, Jessie and Jennifer basically had to make due the best they could, because Renauld left them in the care of his sister while he took off and hit the road, chasing women. Years passed, and Renauld was diagnosed with lymphoma. When he came back home and told his kids, they still loved and accepted him into their lives, because he was their father.
As Jessie formed into this sexy trade boy, Renauld began to hate his son, secretly jealous of his son's flamboyance. He began to curse his son for a bitch. But even as Jessie took the lion's share of his abuse, he still cared about his father and longed for his love and approval.
Lately, Renauld, laid up in his bed, was nothing short of miserable and testy as ever. He would be mean to Jennifer when she'd bring his food, and downright nasty to Jessie whenever he did anything for him. When he heard the door opened, he figured that lil bitch son of his was coming in. He'd been disappearing a lot, lately.
Jessie stuck his head in the room where Renauld lay. "Hey, dad? Dad! You up?", asked Jessie. "Boy, what you want!", he muttered, then started coughing. Renauld grumbled and was about to curse him when Jessie said, "I would like you to meet someone!", and Empatha walked in, stopping his breath. The beautiful way she smiled at him made Renauld think back to his Eva, at a time in his life when he was whole.
"Mr. Mouton, Empatha Mayne is my name, and it's a pleasure to finally meet you! Jessie has told me a lot about you, and I was wondering if I could come sit with you a while?", exclaimed Empatha. Renauld looked at Empatha long and hard, then something miraculous happened, to Jessie's astonishment. His father actually smiled, and gestured for Empatha to have a seat.
Renauld may have been a sick man, but he was still a man, and Empatha's radiant beauty had its effect on him. He found himself sitting up and enjoying her company.
"So, you would be my daughter in law then, in case y'all ever got married?", asked Renauld, his eyes on Empatha's bosom. Empatha looked at Jessie then smiled and said, "I guess that would be so! I love Jessie, Mr. Mouton. He's a wonderful man!" "Call me Renauld, baby!", he said, life in his eyes. "I'm gonna go in there and fix you something to eat, now! I'll be right back!", said Empatha as she stood, smiling. On her way out, she touched Jessie's face tenderly and kissed him. Jessie smiled like a little kid, blushing. His father noticed this.
As Empatha took over their kitchen, Renauld looked at his son. "Sit down, boy", he ordered. Jessie took up the chair besides the bed. Renauld looked at him, studying him. "So that's your woman, son?", he asked, stunning Jessie for calling him son. Jessie looked at him and said, "Yes, sir. I love her a lot." Renauld looked to see if anyone was coming, then asked, "You still fucking men?" Jessie shook his head, then said, "No, sir. I haven't been with anyone except Empatha! She's it for me! She changed my life overnight, it seems", he said, tearfully, smiling. "So, you putting it to that?", asked Renauld, chuckling.
Jessie's face was comical as he laughed. "Daddy! Are you serious?", he asked. Renauld chuckled weekly, then said, "Shit! I'm your father, man! Tell your old man the truth!" Jessie, more embarrassed than ever, suddenly overcame it and said, "Dad, it's so good; she's wonderful!" "That's a whole lot of woman there, son! You must be quite the man then, just like your old man!", Renauld laughed, coughing. Just then, Empatha came in with a tray. She placed it in front of Renauld, and the man's eyes lit up. There was orange juice, a hard boiled egg with black pepper, a sandwich made of thinly sliced chicken, lettuce, and tomato, and a cup of coffee. Renauld looked up at Empatha, hopeful. "Live a little! Enjoy yourself!", she said, slipping him a fat joint.
Tears formed in Jessie's father's eyes as he held Empatha's hand, touched by her gift. Jessie laughed as his father asked, "You smoking now, too? You are my son!" Jessie lit the joint then passed it to his father while Empatha slipped out. She made a call to Tyler, telling him she wouldn't be able to come in to work because she was sitting with a friend's sick father. After giving him her love, she crept back into the room.
Renauld hit the spliff, coughing, then passed it to Empatha. Empatha hit the spliff, then passed it to Jessie. They all smoked, laughing and talking about everything. Empatha reminisced, telling Renauld tales of her mother and grandmother. Renauld's appetite came and he ate the food on his tray, obviously having the munchies. He was happy to have a woman's company, and Empatha was very easy to look at and get along with.
Jessie loved Empatha more than ever. She was bringing him and his father together, at the end. Jessie knew his father was on very limited, if not borrowed time. If being with Empatha made his father happy, Jessie knew he would go at peace.
After smoking another joint, Renauld was suddenly nostalgic for some good home cooking. "Boy, I sure do miss my mother!", he said, staring off. "She would make the best damned gumbo and fried chicken you'd ever want to eat!" Empatha perked up, then touched his hand. "You wanting some gumbo and fried chicken? You'll have them then! How bout it? I can make a little potato salad to go with that! And some sweet potato pie for dessert? What do you say?", asked Empatha, smiling at him. Renauld nodded his head eagerly, grasping hold of her hand. He had tears in his eyes, and Empatha swiped them away, standing. Jessie touched her hand and smiled. Renauld looked at his son, and all of the hatred he'd had disappeared. He talked to his son, while Empatha got what she needed from her place.
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Empatha busied herself in Jessie's kitchen, causing delicious smells to permeate the air. Jennifer walked in, surprised. "What's all this?", she asked. Jessie smiled at Empatha, then told his sister, "Ain't long now. Let's treat him!", he said of the food. Jennifer sat down to the table, tears in her eyes.
Soon, Empatha had a okra, crab, shrimp, and sausage gumbo steaming ready, piping hot. She had fried some chicken and made a potato salad to go along with it all. She had made some sweet tea, and had bought a sweet potato pie. When she walked into the room with his food, Renauld gave her a kind smile. The smell of the gumbo and fried chicken smelled so good, it made his mouth water. He dug into his food, savoring every bite. Jessie and Jennifer each joined in, eating the delicious food. Empatha smiled, glad to see Renauld eating.
After everyone ate, Empatha washed the dishes and pots and pans. She turned on a radio, and the sounds of John Hiatt's Feels Like Rain played. It was one of Empatha's favorite songs, and she suddenly felt sad as she entered Renauld's room. Jessie looked at her with sad eyes, yet a small smile played across his lips. Empatha took his hand in hers as she sat next to Renauld, who was staring in her eyes. He began to cough, then looked at Jessie. "Son, I need to apologize to you and your sister. I know I made life hard for y'all, especially you.", he said. Empatha stood, leaving the room to give them privacy.
"Jessie, there's something I never told you before.... When I was a young man, I used to like men, myself. Sweet Daddy Renauld! The "sweet" wasn't for nothing! ", he said, reminiscing. Jessie couldn't believe it. "But I stop all that when I met your momma! Later on in life, it all came back on me, and I guess I was just jealous of you, because you live your life! Son, I'm proud of you, and I'm sorry for the hell I put you through for it!"
Jessie was overwhelmed. "I love you, daddy!", he said, crying. "I love you too, son! Do right in your life, and love that angel in there, you hear me? You did well son!"
Empatha reentered the room, witnessing a tender moment between father and son. Empatha smiled as Renauld said, "Come here, baby! Just as pretty as a picture!" Empatha sat down next to him, wiping his forehead with a towel. "Baby, that was some fine gumbo and fried chicken! And you must've put your foot in that potato salad! Thank you kindly!", he said, holding Empatha's hand. He looked at his son, then at Empatha and said, "Thank you for that smoke, too!", laughing and coughing.
"Thank you, Empatha! Take care of my son for me! With an angel like you in his life, I know he'll be alright!", said Renauld. Empatha kissed his forehead tenderly, touched by his words. Renauld smiled happily, looking at his son. They let him rest a while, going into a silent mode as Empatha hummed a melody. It had overcame her, from deep inside.
Jessie, who couldn't believe the turn of the day, sat watching his father go. Empatha held his hand tightly, trying to be that support he needed. Renauld smiled at them, tears in his eyes. Soon, his breath was gone, and he lay motionless. Jessie cried as Empatha held him to her, her tears mingling with his. Renauld died with a smile on his face, and Empatha knew his soul was finally free.
Her love for Jessie shone brighter than ever, and Empatha vowed to take care of him, always. She gave him a tender kiss as he pulled himself together and went into Jennifer's room to tell her their father was gone. The funeral plans would be up to him, and Empatha would be by his side to help him as much as she could. Jessie thanked whatever gods or goddesses there were for Empatha's gift to his dying father and to him; he could finally rest assured knowing his father loved him, and it took Empatha's magic to make things right between them.
The rain came down hard, the raindrops like tears as Empatha stood on the porch, sorrow in her heart.