I’M SURE DIONNE DOESN’T MIND THREESOMES
“How come the only time I get to see you is when we’re out with these two?” Camille asked Dionne.
It was another Saturday night and Dionne found herself on another double date with Camille as her partner.
Vinson and Dionne met up with April and Camille at Johnnie’s Sports Bar. Dionne didn’t feel like going out but she promised Vinson she would. She wanted to keep the night simple so Vinson figured shooting pool over wings and a few drinks would suffice.
“What are you talking about? We just kicked it like two weeks ago.”
“Yeah, two weeks.”
“I told you already, I don’t really have a lot of free time. Work keeps me pretty busy.”
“You don’t ever get a day off?”
“Yeah, but it can change with the quickness. There’s no such thing as a nine to five when it comes to delinquents.”
“Well, as long as I’m not the problem.”
Dionne looked at Vinson who hid his smile in the palm of his hand. “Of course not,” she replied.
“Good ‘cause I’d like to think I provide a good stress releaser for you.” She nibbled on Dionne’s earlobe and finished, “I’ll always be open when you need me.”
There was a loud roar from behind them. Vinson and Dionne’s eyes fell on the television mounted above the bar. The Georgia Tech Yellow Jackets football team were playing the University of Georgia Bulldogs in a crucial instate rivalry game. Lewis Bootie had just sacked Georgia’s quarterback, knocking UGA out of field goal range, squandering their chance at taking the lead that possession.
“Yeah Boot!” Dionne shouted.
“Yellow Jackets all day!” Vinson yelled and slapped Dionne five.
Camille tried to pin Dionne against the pool table for a kiss but Dionne scooted around her. Vinson shook his head. He knew he owed his friend big time for this one.
“Well, hello,” a familiar voice from behind spoke. “Fancy seeing you here.”
Vinson turned around and saw Kim staring directly at Dionne. The connection between the two of them was undeniable. Maybe he wouldn’t have to make this night up to Dionne after all.
“Hey Kim, what’s up?” Vinson’s grin disappeared when he saw Teresa walking over with a tray holding two drinks and a basket full of wings.
“Vinson, I didn’t even see you over there but then again, Dionne has a way of catching my undivided attention.”
Camille couldn’t help but notice the change in Dionne’s posture and the smile on her face when looking at Kim. Camille knew they weren’t exclusive, not to mention she had a few secrets of her own but that didn’t mean she was going to lie down and play dead tonight.
“Hi, and you are?” Camille sneered as she interlocked her arm with Dionne’s arm.
Kim didn’t even flinch.
“I’m Kim, a friend of Dionne’s.”
“Really? I don’t recall her mentioning you before.”
“Well, that’s not uncommon. Everyone knows great things are best kept secret.”
“I beg to differ.”
“I’m sure you do.”
Before Camille could retaliate with another smart comeback, Dionne unhinged herself and went over to make small talk with Teresa.
“So, what are you two up to tonight?” Dionne asked.
“We just hanging,” Teresa replied. “Being cooped up in the house makes her stir crazy.”
“I bet.”
“Ya’ll don’t mind if we join you, do you?” Kim walked over to Dionne and asked.
Now Camille was annoyed. “Actually, we’re on a double date.”
“So? Let’s make it a triple. I’m sure Dionne doesn’t mind threesomes,” Kim responded.
Vinson spat the beer in his mouth onto the floor. Dionne glared at him as he laughed guiltily at her expense.
“Teresa honey, let me get some change. I’m feeling up to playing some pool.”
Camille walked over to where Vinson and April were sitting.
“This bitch bold as hell,” Camille grunted as she took a sip of her drink.
April replied, “Girl! Flirting with Dionne while you’re here is one thing but Vin says that’s her girl over there acting like nothing is up.”
“Yeah, she does that,” Vinson responded.
“What do you mean, she does that?”
Vinson knew he should have kept his mouth shut as soon as he opened it but it was too late now. The only thing he could do was make it seem as though Dionne and Kim’s interaction was nothing for Camille to worry about.
Vinson shrugged his shoulders and said, “We all went bowling a few weeks back and Kim was flirting with Dionne but Teresa didn’t say anything then either.”
“So, you knew about this bitch and didn’t tell me?” Camille said angrily.
“Can’t you see Kim is just one of those chicks who likes attention? Besides, she’s gotta girl and Dionne doesn’t cross those lines.”
April glanced at Camille and took a sip of her drink.
Camille cleared her throat and asked, “But what if Dionne really likes her?”
“Doesn’t matter. Dionne doesn’t mess around with somebody who already gotta girl. That shit comes back around fast and bites hard as hell and she ain’t tryna suffer the type of pain love brings.”
“Who’s next!” Kim screamed and raised her arms in victory.
“Whatever. You cheated,” Dionne frowned.
“How?”
“You moved the ball,” Dionne pointed to the table.
“You scratched.”
“Yeah but you can’t put the cue ball next to the eight ball. Everybody knows you can’t line up a shot inside the breaking pane.”
“You should’ve established the rules before starting the game,” Kim said.
“That’s a standard rule,” Dionne replied. “That’s like reneging in spades then saying I should’ve told you you had to play the suit played. It’s common sense.”
“Common to who?”
“Wow. You know what, it’s not that serious.” Dionne put down the pool stick. “Fine, you win.”
“Why don’t we play partners this time around,” Camille strolled over and kissed Dionne on the cheek.
“Or even better, mixed partners,” Kim countered. “Let’s see if Dionne is nice enough to let you win.”
“Oh, I don’t let nobody win,” Dionne replied. “You gotta work hard if you wanna beat this.”
“Trust me, I know.” Kim smiled in Camille’s direction before finishing, “That’s why I’m cherishing the one win I already got tonight and studying up on how to get more.”
Camille stepped out of her high heels and started taking her earrings off.
April stood in front of her to block her path. “No, Camille.”
“I’m through with her taking cheap shots at me, April.”
“Was it something I said?” Kim asked with a smirk on her face.
Camille tried to side-step April but April wasn’t going to let her pass.
“Let her go,” Vinson smiled.
“Now you have something to say,” April snapped back.
“The game’s a blowout. Besides, a cat fight’s a lot more exciting than any football game I’ll ever watch.”
“Straight perve,” Dionne laughed.
“I don’t know what you laughing at,” Vinson whispered in Dionne’s ear. “The one you don’t want is the one willing to fight for you.”
“That don’t mean she’ll win,” Dionne whispered back.
“You think Kim can take Camille?” Vinson said with skepticism. “I don’t think so.”
“A woman with that much mouth gots to know how to hold her own. If not, she would’ve had her teeth knocked out by now.”
Camille finally stopped struggling with April. “Fine,” she huffed, “but we need to go now before I show Ms. Thang over there what side of Marian I grew up on.”
April and Vinson escorted Camille outside while Dionne stayed behind to say their goodbyes.
“Leaving already?” Kim asked nonchalantly.
“You know you weren’t right.”
“I didn’t do anything out of the ordinary. I actually consider this me being on my best behavior.”
“Ha! I’d definitely hate to see you at your worst then.”
“You sure about that?”
Dionne started to respond but looked up at Teresa and thought better of it. This time she would let Kim get the last word. Another victory she was sure Kim took notice of.
By the time Dionne made it to the parking lot, she knew the car pool arrangements had changed and she wasn’t happy about it.
Vinson eyes were apologetic before he even began. “I was gonna ride with April so I was wondering if you could take Camille home?”
“Wait a minute.” Dionne bumped shoulders with Vinson hard as she walked passed him on her way to Camille.
“Camille, I apologize about tonight.”
“You don’t have to do that. I know it wasn’t your fault.”
“Thanks. Look, I’m not feeling too well,” Dionne lied. “You mind if April drop you home?”
Camille was shocked but she was not ready to give up. “I don’t mind staying with you to make sure you feel better.”
“That’s sweet but my niece is home and I don’t bring women home when she’s there.”
“Why not just come to my place?”
“I got cramps. That time of the month. I just want to make some hot tea, put a warm heating pad on my back and go to sleep.”
Dionne knew Camille was disappointed but she didn’t care. She didn’t feel like being bothered. Camille provided Dionne no mental stimulation which put Camille in the dog house. Dionne’s sexual drive and performance was dictated by her mind being gratified first. If there was no excitement upstairs, there would be no excitement downstairs.
“Okay,” Camille sighed. “Call me tomorrow if you feel better.”
Dionne produced a weak smile and gave Camille a quick peck on the lips. “Of course.”
On the way to her car, Dionne winked at Vinson and said, “Have fun.”
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