They were some strong-ass words. I mean, I realized all of that before, but to have it put so plainly from another woman was mind-boggling. Rachel sounded like a female pimp.

I sat up in my place watching TV that Sunday night and giggled my ass off. I wondered how many other women had inner freaks in them as strong as Rachel’s. I didn’t plan to do all of the things that she had done to me, but I surely admired her technique. She knew what worked and how to work it. At the same time, I had to think long and hard about whether I would keep a freak like that as my woman. I didn’t even want to kiss Rachel when it was over…but I missed her. What did that mean? Did it mean I was willing to keep dealing with her as long as she never kissed me? Hell, if she kissed me before, then that was shit on my lips from the last guy.

Then again, that was all ridiculous. The girl brushed her teeth and washed out her mouth. I saw her do it. It’s not as if she would eat a guy’s asshole out and then go kiss the next guy right afterward. Or would she?

She had told me I was special. “Your body’s so perfect and clean and beautiful,” she told me. She couldn’t have been lying about that. It was all true. I couldn’t get paid what I demanded as a model with a sloppy, dirty, ugly body. So maybe it was me who had unleashed that ultimate freak in her. I wasn’t too certain about any of it, but I was pretty clear about one thing: the girl had me impressed and inspired.

I wanted to talk to all of my women with new zeal and cockiness after that. So I called Danni up that week and told her, “You may still be on your cycle, but I’m not. So if you’re serious about taking care of your man, and you want him to remain loyal to you, then you would take care of him no matter what.”

She said, “Excuse me. I am not your whore, and I don’t play that.”

Now this is coming from the same girl who fucked me on a moving elevator. Who the hell was she kidding? I guess it’s really true, you make a girl your main item, and she immediately climbs up on a damn pedestal.

I said, “You see that, Danyel? We can’t be no serious couple. It hasn’t even been a month yet, and already you’re telling me what you’re not gonna do.”

“Yeah, you don’t start telling me what I’m supposed to do,” she snapped back at me. “You wouldn’t have tried that before. You were Mr. Cool about everything. That’s why I liked you. But now all of a sudden, you got rules and regulations and shit.”

I said, “What the hell are you talking about? Are you getting me confused with someone else? I don’t have any rules and regulations for you. I let you come and go as you please. I just don’t like how you did me the other night.”