Chapter 4- Spilling Even More Tea

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I woke up this morning still feeling a little of the past guilt from last night as I was looking at those old pictures. I woke up before Lunie at 8:30 in the morning smelling Mary's cooking. I know when Maryanne cooks breakfast versus momma, it smells nice but moms smell SLAMMIN! I got up put on my robe and house shoes and went to the kitchen to see Mary cooking and Leigh's ass laugh with and piece of bacon in her hand. "Well, good morning bitches." I said getting a plate. They both replied, "Good morning." Then, my daughter came up to me, "Mommy, can I watch HBO?" "No ma'am. Watch your Cartoon Network like you always do on Saturday mornings." I replied as she walked back into the room to watch TV with the rest of our kids with a long face. Leigh then says, " You know I saw you in the storage room last night looking through your treasure chest crying." DAMN IT! I thought everyone was watching TV or sleeping! "Yeah, and?" I replied while eating. "Why were you crying?", Leigh said as Mary looked at me saying, "Crying?"

   "Why y'all in my business?" I said. "Because I saw you looking at pictures. And, one of the pictures looked like you and Stokley somewhere other than backstage at some concert." Leigh said. I knew I was gonna have to tell them the other side of my affair with Stoke. "Look, if I show you what I was looking at, would y'all keep it between us?" They agreed, so, I told them to follow me to the storage room and close the door, I opened my chest and showed them the pictures. "Oh shit! Look at Stokley... Where were you in this picture?" Mary said with two pictures in her hand. "Eww, the fuck your panties doing in here for!?" Leigh said with my thong in her hand and dropped back in the chest with a disgusted look on her face. I told Leigh, " Bitch there clean!" I told them all about the '94 Minneapolis trip, and they were shocked! "So, when I called you and I heard them slight moans over the phone, what were you and Stoke doing?" Mary asked. I replied out of embarrassment, " He was going... He was going down on me." "SHIT!" They both said. "I knew Stokley was a damn freak! I remember on that "So Fine" remix, he said something like "You know where I'm going don't you?" And they say "Downtown". So, I'm not surprised he do that, but what about you though?" Leigh asked and I got even more embarrassed. "I used to... You know?" "You sucked Stokley up!?" Mary said as I nodded my head "Yes". They both were even more shocked.

   "And, you drank and ate out of my dishes. So, I got a taste of Stokley's... Ohh Hell Naw!!" Leigh said. " You and his ass is nasty! And, just to think you kiss Lun'elle with that mouth. That ain't fucking right Jennifer.", Mary lectured. I knew they were gonna fault me for doing that to Stoke. "I know, but he fulfilled all my fantasies.", I said in my defense. "But, oral sex is risky. You don't know who he was raw-dogging or letting taste the sausage!", Mary said. As they were still talking, I saw a little box. I got it and opened it, just to see my '95 plane ticket to Minneapolis, pictures, and a videotape in it. "Oh damn, not some more sh... Is that a videotape?" Leigh said. "Yeah. Stoke let me have a copy." "What's on the ta... I know it ain't no Ray J and Kim K shit?" Mary asked. I just looked at them as they said, "Really!?" "Let's watch it!" Leigh said with excitement. "Where?" Mary asked. "I still got a VHS player in my room, we can watch it while everyone goes and do their Saturday activities they do every time we get together. We have to watch it!" On the time we do this, on the first Saturday of our meet-up, the fellas take Poppa and the boys to grill at the park and have "guy conversations".Momma takes the girls shopping and out to eat along with me, Mary, and Leigh. But, I guess today, we're gonna take a trip to memory lane, FUCK!!

   After telling momma that this year we're gonna hold out on the shopping, she accepted and just took our girls instead. As everyone left, Leigh was so damn excited to see the damn tape that she rushed our asses into her room. Once we sat down on her bed after I popped in the tape, we set together like it was a movie or something. The video was taped in the summer of '95 while on a nursing school break. They're not ready for this tape.

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