Wanda knew it wouldn’t be like that if Nick took over the game. Other than a few working girls, and the occasional poker player, there wouldn’t be many women to throw themselves at him. Her only issue was that if he took over the game, he would still be out at night. That meant that she would still never see him unless she posted up there every night.
It was a quarter past nine when the hostess escorted Bobby to the table. “Thank you, honey,” Bobby said and handed the attractive hostess a twenty. “And if you don’t mind, beautiful, would you send our waiter, please,” he said as he sat down.
“I would be happy to,” the woman said and slipped the bill in her pocket.
“You’re very pretty,” Bobby said watching the hostess as she turned and walked away.
Wanda shook her head. “Aren’t you still married?”
“Pam and I ha
ve an understanding,” Bobby said and continued to watch the hostess. She waved to him when she turned and noticed that he was watching her.
“What understanding is that?”
“She understands that if she isn’t gonna give me any pussy that somebody is,” Bobby said and continued to flirt with the hostess.
“Whatever. You still don’t have to be all out in the open with it.”
“What’s the matter; you afraid that I’m a bad influence on Nick?”
Wanda looked Bobby in the eye. “Yes.”
“Nick is a grown man.”
“Excuse me,” Nick interrupted. “Nick is sitting right here and can speak for himself.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that,” Wanda said. But she meant what she said. “I just liked you better when you didn’t cheat on your wife.”
At one point, Bobby was a devoted married man and a good father to his four children. That changed when he met a dancer named Cat. It began shortly after Black left for the Bahamas with Cassandra and Freeze had taken over running the organization. Wanda thought that Freeze was running the organization into the ground and told Bobby that he needed to be more active in the business. He met Cat one night while he was at Cynt's.
She was dressed in a black cat suit with a small tail and mask to match. Bobby watched her as she approached somebody at the bar and started talking. “Who is that?” Bobby asked Freeze that night.
“That’s Cat. She just started workin’ here a couple of weeks ago. Cynt says words can’t describe the way she dances. Said it’s something you just have to experience.”
“I’d be interested to see,” Bobby said.
“I can arrange that,” Freeze said. “Yo, Cat!”
Cat excused herself from the person she was talking to and came to see what Freeze wanted. “What’s up, Freeze?”
“Cat, I want you to meet somebody. This is-”
“Bobby Ray,” Cat said as she stepped closer to Bobby. “I’ve been wantin’ to meet you for a long time.”
“Really? And why is that?” Bobby asked.
“Because powerful men turn me on,” Cat said and grabbed his hand. Freeze laughed as he watched Cat lead Bobby upstairs to the private rooms.
That’s how it began and it went on until Cat started monopolizing more of Bobby’s time and began calling Pam to boast about it. Another woman calling the house talkin’ shit to her about her husband was absolutely unacceptable to Pam, and she was forced to take steps to put an end to the affair. Ultimately, her solution caused Pam to have a nervous breakdown.
Bobby got help for her and checked her into a private clinic and then moved his children to a house close to the clinic so Pam could see their children everyday while she recovered. When Pam came home she was feeling like herself again, but she refused to have sex with Bobby.
“I thought that since she was feeling better, and since the two of you seemed to have moved past all that stuff, that you and her were-” Wanda said.
“I thought she would too, but she said she can’t. She said that she understands that I’m a man and I have needs,” Bobby laughed. “Just show her respect and keep it away from her and the kids.” Bobby picked up the menu.
“Well, if you don’t mind, put me on that list of people you keep it away from.”