Hostile Takeover

When I got to my apartment, the door was cracked opened. I took out both of my guns, used my foot to push open the door and I went in slowly.

I lowered my guns when I saw the trail of women's clothes on the floor leading to the bedroom.

When I walked in the bedroom, there was Vickie, lying naked and spread eagle in the middle of the bed. I shook my head and went in the bathroom to take a shower. I tried to wake Vickie up when I got out.

“Get under the covers, Vickie,” I said, and she didn’t move. I shook her and I could smell the gin on her breath and saw a trace of powder on her nose.

“Vickie, move over so I can get in bed,” but she still didn’t move. I kneeled on the bed, pulled back the covers on one side, rolled her over and once I got her under the covers, I got in bed. The second I hit the sheets, Vickie rolled over, pressed her warm body next to mine and laid her head on my chest.

“Hi, Mike.”

“You’re getting to be a regular here.”

“I know. I don’t like sleeping alone and I like sleeping with you.” She snuggled up a little tighter. “You’re warm, and I know you won’t try to fuck my drunk ass.”

“We need to talk about your ass being drunk all the time, so don’t leave.”

“Okay, Mike, I promise.”

“I’m serious Vickie, don’t leave,” I said, but when I heard her snoring, I knew she didn’t hear me.

When I woke up late that afternoon, Vickie was still in bed asleep. We were spooning; I had a hand full of tittie and my hard dick was in-between her butt cheeks. I eased my arm from under her head, got out of bed and went in the bathroom. When I came out, Vickie was gone.

“Maybe I should have handcuffed her to the bed,” I said, got back in bed and called Michaella.

Once Michaella and I did what we do, I had her drop me off at The Late Night. She pulled up in front and put the car in park. “You gonna call me later?”

“Probably not, but anything’s possible.” I kissed her on the cheek and got out of her car.

When I got inside, I could hear music playing and was surprised to see Wanda there. She was sitting at a table near the back, surrounded by books and listening to Sade. She waved when she saw me and then she dropped her head back in her book. I went to the bar, poured myself a shot of Rémy and went to join her.

“Hi, Mike.”

“Do you always come here to study?”

“Sometimes, when I need to spread out. And besides, the acoustics in here are great. It makes the music sound so much better than it does in my apartment. What are you doing here so early?”

“I told Nick and them to roll by and see Bodie.”

“Oh, yeah, I forgot.”

“You seen Vickie?”

“Earlier, why?”

“I’m worried about her.”

“She said she’s been staying with you the last few days.”

“She has. When I got home this morning, she was lying across my bed, butt ass naked, and passed out drunk.”

Wanda’s facial expression changed, but only for a second.

“Not surprising. That’s been her M. O. lately.”

“So you told me. I wanted to talk to her, but she always manages to slip out before we can talk.”

“That’s not surprising either. I’ve been trying to talk to her about it. I think that’s why she’s been staying with you, so she doesn’t have to hear my mouth.”