The Beginning - My Diary

Just as I went through the Verrazano Bridge’s EZ pass booth, I was rear-ended. My head jerked up and then I saw the black car. I pulled my car into the emergency lane and put my hazmats on. I dialed the emergency number from my car phone. I had already seen the car before it got off the Hylan Blvd exit. I called Justin and told him what happened while I waited for the police. I knew that the Port Authority had camera up on the Bridge after 911. So that was not an issue. I got out on the passenger’s side and assessed the damage to my SUV. I was hot, if I had been of a light persuasion, I would’ve been red. Justin wanted to come to me. I assured him that I was fine. The actual damage to the vehicle was a little black paint. I called my insurance company, Geico and told them when I got to my destination; I would go into a service center. After speaking with Justin, I called Frank. He was also ready to come to me. I just wanted him to get the information about the vehicle, at this point. Nothing else mattered. Call it my ego being bruised. I was hot for revenge. I had the feeling that it was Frank’s wife. Needless to say, I didn’t want to talk to him at the moment. So after going over the accident with him again, I hung up the phone. Although, I wanted instant gratification and information, I didn’t feel like calling Friend. The last thing I wanted was him trying to get to me too. That was the same reason; I didn’t call Hope, Faith or my parents. At the very moment, I wanted to be left alone. I changed my CD player to Jay-Z’s, ‘Reasonable Doubt’. I was feeling very gansta and wanted blood. I knew that being hot-headed never got anything accomplished. So, although my focus was on revenge, I was intent on still enjoying the rest of my weekend.

After the police took my report, I started back on my journey. I was a little more relaxed, at this point. Only thing to do was put my Cayenne on cruise control and listen to Mary J. Blige’s ‘My Life’ CD. I cruised into Philly, almost 2 hours later. When I arrived at the Rittenhouse Hotel, Justin was waiting in the lobby. I was thrilled to see a familiar face. We hugged and then went to check-in.

The first thing I wanted to do when we got to the room was take a shower. Between sitting in the SUV, waiting for the police and in traffic, I was overdue for a shower. I showered and made sure that I had my ‘morning after’ pills, male and female condoms. Once that check was through, I was ready to start my weekend. We went to Penn’s Landings’ Continental Restaurant & Martini Bar. The atmosphere was very relaxing. We ate and laughed throughout dinner. Looking into his hazel eyes was just the relaxation, I needed. I reminded him after we had left the restaurant and were walking, enjoying the people and atmosphere that I had to take my car to Geico’s service station to be checked out. We headed back to the hotel.

Once we got to the hotel, I called the insurance company again and then we took my SUV to the service center. We got back to the hotel in just enough time to shower and dress for the concert. The concert was at World Café Live, Musiq Soulchild and Estelle gave a great performance. The atmosphere was, as it always is in Philly for Neo-Soul and Jazz, laid back. We really had a good time. Afterwards, I was exhausted. Because we had dropped my Cayenne off at the service center, Justin was driving. Anytime, someone else drives, I’m relieved. Driving in The NY is crazy. Either traffic is bumper to bumper or some maniac cab driver is cutting you off. Before going into the room, I wanted to unwind. Anybody would admit that I had an adventurous day. We decided to just get some drinks at the hotel’s bar. We sat and talked for a few minutes while we drank.

Afterwards, we went to our room. I think Justin was just as tired as I was. When I pulled him to me, his kiss was passionate but not the normal fire. I was happy for that. When we finished kissing, I ran my bath water. Justin asked me if I would mind, if he just took a shower instead of joining me in the tub. I told him that I was fine with that. When I got into the tub, I called Friend’s answering service to let him know that everything was fine.
Then I called Frank’s cell phone. He answered and said that he was still at my place. We talked for awhile and then I told him what time I was leaving for home on Sunday. He stated that he probably wouldn’t be there because he would go past his house to get the girls and spend some time with them. I was starting to doubt if his spending time with his daughters was actually good for him, emotionally. We hung up with me promising to call him when I was headed home. I didn’t want to call my parents. I had left a message earlier telling them that I had arrived safely. So I knew that I could tell them about my accident at a later date. After I had some idea who and why I was being targeted.

When I finished in the bathroom, Justin went in to take his shower. I lie across the bed and cut on the television. As I was watching television, I noticed that Justin had an additional cell phone. I cautiously and quietly picked it up. I wasn’t really interested in seeing his phone information as much as I wanted to see what type of phone. It was a Boost Mobile and I thought it was weird that he had a prepaid phone. So I quickly dialed my number just to see what number it was. I erased the call from his phone and laid it back down. When I picked up my phone, the number was one that Justin hadn’t ever called me from. I didn’t think anything of it. The name had also come up, Juan Lee. I laughed at that. A Spanish first name with an Asian last name, now that was a joke.

By the time Justin had come out of the bathroom, I was sound asleep. I felt him as he nestled up to me. I turned over to lay my head on his chest. I woke up about 2am, feeling kind of horny. I wasn’t really sure if it was because his dick was poking into my side or because I was having one of my moments. I got up and went into the bathroom. I pulled my overnight bag of protection out. I applied the spermicide and then my female condom. I went back into the bedroom and proceeded to put his condom on with my mouth. I knew that would wake him. He woke up and started pushing my head over his dick. He started real slow but then he started pushing faster and harder. I almost choked at the way he was shoving my head onto his dick and gyrating. Any other time, I would have asked him to stand up so that he could fuck me in my mouth. This time, I didn’t like the way he was shoving my head. Instead of gagging I opened my mouth wider and took him in as far as he could go. Then I had his balls sitting right on my face, so I started squeezing them. I tugged a little harder than usual to have him pull himself out of my mouth. When he did, he reached down for me and pulled me up on him. I sat upon his dick and rode it until he was squirming like he was about to cum. Then I rolled over and grabbed the bedpost. I wanted him to fuck me from behind. He kneeled upon the bed and started fucking me. He had one hand slapping my ass and the other hand was playing in my pussy. The thrill of his fucking me from behind was enough to make me cum! As I started screaming I was about to cum, he pulled out of me. In a single fast motion he was under me, sucking my pussy. I came all over his face. When I looked down, he had his dick in his hand with his condom still on, stroking himself. As he continuing to eat my pussy he came. I rolled over and looked at the clock. It was now 5:16am and I was a sweaty, exhausted mess. I got up, when into the bathroom and washed my vagina out. I ran the hot water, wet his washcloth and took it back to him. I wiped him down, gave him the rag and allowed him to wipe his face. We fell back asleep.