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  1. Also by Omar Tyree
  2. Contents
  3. Under Pressure
  4. Still Strokin’
  5. Nightmares
  6. Celibacy
  7. Cock Blocking
  8. Sex Crazy
  9. Anything Can Happen
  10. Damn!
  11. A Lot to Think About
  12. Say What?
  13. Hypocrisy
  14. There Is Always Another One
  15. A Crowded Room of Women
  16. No Peace, No Pleasure
  17. Guilt-Ridden
  18. Turned Out
  19. New Tricks and Treats
  20. In the Closet
  21. The Mansion
  22. They Got Me
  23. Anything Goes
  24. Sexaholic
  25. Plenty of Options
  26. Back to Chaos
  27. Party Over
  28. A New Beginning
  29. Figure It All Out
  30. Epilogue
  31. About the Author

I said, “Okay, so if I’m a father to my daughter, and I’m doing it every day, and she’s your daughter, too, then what’s my relationship to you?”

That was the million-dollar question that we needed to answer.

She said, “Well, I’m not here to beg. And my process may be a little slower than everybody else’s on sex, but I’m still a woman, and I have thought about my daughter’s father in that way.”

“Do you still think about him in that way now?”

She said, “Yes. Of course.”

Man, my head got big as hell when that woman told me that—both of them. She had me speechless and sitting there grinning. There’s nothing in the world like massaging a man’s ego by letting him know that he’s still sexy to you.

She said, “But the same thing goes for me that goes for my daughter. That’s where she gets it from.”

I joked and said, “So, I would have to give it to you regularly?”

If we were going to talk frank, then we were going to talk frank.

She said, “I’m a woman of practice. So if I practice it…”

I suddenly broke up and started laughing. A woman of practice, huh? I repeated to myself. I could take that plenty of places.

I asked her. “Are you smiling when you say this? Because you don’t smile enough,” I told her. I would have to break her out of her sternness. I know I was smiling.

“Maybe I am smiling,” she told me.

I said, “Now, what about if I got some new shit I wanna try. Are you gonna practice that?”

She had given me something to run with, so I was running with it.

She said, “There’re always new things being introduced. I mean, I like knowing what I’m about to do, but new things are a part of life. Aren’t they?”

I liked her attitude. She was still reserved, but she was willing to bend. Or at least that’s what she was leading me to believe. But talk is cheap.

I thought to myself, I’m gonna turn her ass out. This one woman. She ain’t had sex in four years! Oh, it’s gonna be lights out. But I gotta take things slow. I don’t want to scare her. It’ll be a day-by-day process. But if she can hold out for that long, then how many days can she have sex in a row? That’s like having a virgin.

My mind was off and running with the idea. I said, “Now, just out of curiosity, have you been using dildos or vibrators or anything like that?”

From what I knew about women’s toys, they sometimes stretched a vagina to where a man could hardly feel the tug of the walls anymore. So a woman would have to use her playthings sparingly and correctly so as not to pull her natural elasticity out of place.

Michelle answered, “No. I just work out, and enjoy time with my daughter. I don’t get involved in all of that extra whatever.”