FORTY-FOUR

Friday night arrived and brought with it a dreaded feeling for Sophia. Since breaking up with Eric she had engrossed herself totally in her work. She stayed at the office until late hours and sometimes Michael would meet her for a quick dinner, but that would be all her social life entailed. Sophia had no time for the lifestyle and over the past two months, she had not allowed herself to take a break from work. She made herself too busy to respond to Eric’s phone calls or e-mails.

Sophia was a trial lawyer already working on six law-suits. The results were still pending. Her desk had stacks of paperwork, research from the library her assistant had procured. She was currently handling two more cases after just wrapping up three. She really could use a break. When Michael called and promised dinner and Shakespeare in the park, she accepted. He had been calling nonstop and heaved a whole lot of attention her way. He sent her flowers and cute e-mails, despite her reluctance to go out with him. Eventually she broke down and did.

Dinner and the play were great. It was what came after that made Sophia put her guards up. They sat outside an after-hours bar frequented by cops and lawyers. Michael was trying his best to convince her to having a nightcap with him.

“Michael I really should be getting home. I’ve got so many things to do,” Sophia said politely.

“What haven’t you done already, Sophia? You’ve been working so much, I’m surprised the other lawyers don’t file a complaint against you.”

“My work is appreciated…” Sophia started.

“Why aren’t you being appreciated?”

“I am…”

“Then why don’t you appreciate yourself?”

“Well I am. I took time off and was out with you when I should be preparing for a trial…” Sophia said and saw that Michael looked dejected.

“See you had to spoil it by mentioning work. Now you know you made a promise and since you broke it then I say we should have this drink together and see where it goes from there.”

“I’m agreeing to have only a drink. And I can’t be out till the wee hours of the morning…” Sophia said but Michael had cut her talking with his lips pressed to hers. She resisted.

“Okay maybe we shouldn’t have anything else to drink.” She said but went inside anyway.

Inside the place was crowded and dark. There was an orange neon light that read ‘Bar’. There was barely elbowroom anywhere. Sophia stood close behind Michael. He turned around waving two glasses of gin and tonic then handed her one. Michael waved at someone and walked away. She tried to follow him and realized he was going to the toilet. As she waited outside, Sophia saw his friend from the DA’s office. Inside he dropped a couple tabs in Michael’s outstretched hand.

“Oh these are designed to break down the most timid. And they won’t smell when you drop them in her drinks. Soon she will be melting in your arms.”

“I only need two, right?”

“That’s it dude.”

Sophia had finished her drink by the time he returned. Michael dumped her on his friend from the DA’s office and set off to get another round.

“You’re looking smashing.” He offered. Sophia nodded. She hated small talk and really didn’t need another drink, but didn’t want to embarrass Michael. She looked at her watch at least three times when he returned with more drinks. They drank and Sophia busied herself giving Michael signals. Sophia was ready to call it a night.

A couple of quick yawns later they stood and made their departures. Sophia began to feel woozy the moment she stood. Walking, wobbly, she felt Michael’s muscular arm around her.

“What was in those drinks?” She asked on the way to the car.

Maybe it was the alcohol coupled with the fact that she would normally be asleep by this time. Sophia’s head rested comfortably on Michael’s arms until she felt like he was taking her somewhere unfamiliar.

“Hey, where are we?” Sophia asked sluggishly.

“You’re with me Sophie baby,” Michael whispered in her ear and Sophia felt an unusual chill crawling down her spine. The hesitation made her suddenly giddy.

“Ha, ha, ha, you called me Sophie baby like you did when we were back in law school together.”

“Yeah you’ll always be my Sophie baby.” Michael said. They entered his apartment with the lights off. He easily scooped her off her feet. Sophia’s arms swung freely and her head spun. She held on tighter to Michael. He laid her down on his bed and she watched with drunken amusement as he took his clothes off. Michael stood naked in front of Sophia.

“For the next couple hours or so, I’m going to be your love slave. Tell me anything you want done and it’ll be done just the way you want it.”

“Michael you’re funny.”

She tried to laugh but he kissed her and bit her lips. Sophia resisted but she did not push him away. Michael became persistent until she felt his tongue inside her mouth and she wanted to enjoy it, but could smell his cologne. It was-n’t a smell she was familiar with. Sophia opened her eyes and watched Michael intensely. She tried to get out of his clutch, he wouldn’t let her move.

“You can’t leave. You’re in no condition to go anywhere.” He soothed her with his words. Sophia eyed him defensively. Michael wanted her. His eyes undressed her. He couldn’t see her tears as he stripped her naked. Sophia saw his athletic body against the faint light of the room. She wouldn’t do a thing, she thought. Not a single thing except lie there and let Michael have his fun.

Michael knelt on the bed next to her staring at Sophia’s trembling body. She didn’t want to continue, he could tell. Maybe the drug will start working soon; he thought and realized he couldn’t stop now. He had seen her recently shaven mound, her shiny nipples sitting on top of perfectly round, soft breasts and Michael did not want to stop. He rubbed Sophia’s flat stomach and kneaded her breasts. His heavy dick was so hard it was horizontal by then and laid flat against the lower part of his six-pack. When he stood, Sophia found it difficult keeping her eyes off the total package.

Without saying anything, Michael got closer and Sophia closed her eyes as he kissed her mouth. Sophia’s lips were sealed against his determined, probing tongue. He began to lick her nipples in circular motions. He cupped her firm breast in his skilled hands and simultaneously rimmed her nipples with the tip of his tongue. Before long, her soft lips parted and she whispered softly.

“Uh, that feels real good.”

Sophia breathed quietly as his tongue action intensified. He nibbled on her nipples, biting gently with his teeth. She moaned softly. Her breasts were wet and supple, they appeared to glow. She wiggled but Michael did not feel Sophia’s hands anywhere on his body. He wanted her to touch him but she kept her hands by her side, playing virgin. He rubbed his dick up and down, slipped a condom on then tried to slide it inside her. Sophia resisted.

“No Michael, please don’t… please don’t…” She choked.

Michael was not discouraged and knelt in front of her on the bed. He reached under and cupped her buttocks. Sophia reacted by placing her hands over her pubic area. Michael used an impatient tongue to search, while pushing her knees apart. He continued running his tongue up and down her closed thighs until she slipped and opened them slightly. Michael pushed his tongue against her warm shaven skin. His mouth touched her pussy and after running his hand over her mound, her relaxed thighs came apart. He entered her and slammed her hard against the bed. She clung to his powerful forearms as he thrust deep. After awhile he felt her hips rising to match his every stroke. Before long they were completely entangled and he rode on a wave of motion.

Sophia resisted but groaned as Michael touched her in all the right places. She offered little struggle when he swung her legs over his shoulders. He fucked her deep and hard. Sophia felt the pain but could do nothing. She closed her eyes and wished that Eric was here as Michael wildly fucked her. He tossed her and savagely penetrated her ass.

“Ahh, agh… agh oh stop please…” She groaned as Michael rode her fast. Then he pulled out and exploded in her face. “Oh no Michael, please stop. Oh please God, no oh no, oh…” Sophia cried.

She wanted to resist his onslaught, but couldn’t muster the energy to fight. Sophia was aware that something had happened and knew she didn’t want any part. She was unable to move. She had been drinking alcohol. Nothing was right. Her head pounded and life seemed to drain from her body. Sophia closed her eyes.

Hours passed before she awakened. Sophia felt the person sleeping next to her. She did not feel Eric’s hairy chest. She was waking to the smell of another man and did not remember how she got in his bed. Sophia tried to gather her wits and turned and examined the body lying next to her. She didn’t hear the door opening. It was too late when she saw the figure.

“Who is there?” Sophia screamed in disbelief.

“Huh, what’s the matter?” Michael slowly stirred and yawned.

“In order for me to be immortal all weak ass muthafucka must die…”

“Who is there?” Michael jumped up shouting in fright.

Guns blazed and shells fell in rapid succession. The loud explosion filled the room dulling the shriek of Sophia. He pointed the guns, laughing, enjoying the moment. His mission completed as he fired hitting the target. leaving him in a bloody mess. The barrage lasted for a couple of seconds. Then he walked over and put another shot in his head. Lil’ Long smiled. and dropped a matchbook revealing a phone number and a message: 1-800-HIT BODY. WE DON’T STOP.

Sophia tried not to stare but watched his every move.

“I ain’t gonna kill you,” he said looking at Sophia. She was huddled in a corner and when she saw the lecherous look on his face, she slowly tried to cover her naked body with a sheet. “You that record producer bitch. I got a mesaage for you to give him.”

Lil’ Long tucked his gun, pulled the sheet off her and grabbed a handfull of Sophia tits. “Dont keep this our secret.” He smiled and pushed Sophia back. “Yeah, feel how a real nigga feel.”