that makes me feel a little better is that this house could fit inside my Buckhead mansion several times over. But why should I have to compare what I have to a groupie’s come up?
Why couldn’t Rod keep his man parts in his pants? And if he couldn’t why didn’t he wrap it up?
“I’m fine, Rod. Let’s pick up the little girl.”
“My daughter.”
I press my lips together. “Right. Your daughter.”
Rod gets out of the car and starts toward the house. I stay seated until he remembers that he has a pregnant wife in the car. He does, and comes back to open my door and help me out of the car.
“Sorry, babe. I just want to hurry up and get this over with. Peach is lightweight tripping.”
“What is she tripping on? Was your check late?”
He shakes his head. “Don’t worry about it. I can handle it.”
Rod holds one of my elbows as I take my time walking to the front door. I know Peach is looking out of the window, probably about to have a nervous breakdown. But that’s what happens when you build your little fantasy dream world with someone’s husband. It’s bound to come tumbling down at some point. Hoes ain’t always winning. Sometimes they lose.
Before we get to the door, Peach swings it open and walks outside. Her outfit makes me want to vomit and bust out laughing at the same time. This dummy has on a pair of sheer leggings and a skin tight sweater that comes to her waist. I have never seen a worse case of camel toe in my life. I think she has on flesh colored thongs or something, but she looks naked from the waist down.
I don’t know if this is supposed to entice Rod, but he frowns and looks away. I can’t help but snicker. That’s what she gets for trying to seduce my man when he’s trying to spend time with his daughter.
“You brought your wife over here?” Peach says.
“Can you send Rodeisha outside?” Rod says.
Peach looks me up and down, probably wishing she was me. Her top lip trembles like she’s furious.
“My child isn’t going anywhere with her,” Peach says.
“Dionne is my wife, Peach. She’s going to be around Rodeisha whether you like it or not.”
I say nothing. I don’t have to. My husband and my smile say it all.
“You told me that you’d keep Rodeisha safe. I don’t think she will be safe with her.”
Rod runs his hand over his head and sighs. Just then, Rodeisha dashes from behind Peach with the nanny trying to snatch her back inside the house.
Peach shouts when the three year old runs to Rod and jumps into his arms. Rod kisses the top of the child’s head and smiles at her.
“Daddy’s baby! You ready to go ride that pony?”
“Yes, daddy! Let’s go. Can we have pizza too?”
Peach says, “Sorry, Rodeisha. You can’t go with him today.”
The little girl bursts into tears. “Why can’t I go with daddy?”
“Remember what I told you about strangers?” Peach says. “Do you know this lady that’s with him?”
Rodeisha looks at me like it’s the first time she’s ever seen me, although it isn’t. “She was at the hospital when daddy was sick.”
“Rodeisha, this is your stepmother. Her name is Ms. Dionne,” Rod says as he gives me a lifted eyebrow.
“Is she an evil stepmother?” Rodeisha asks.
This makes me laugh out loud. Children are so honest. I’m s tarting to think me and Rodeisha are going to be cool.
“I’m not evil, honey ,” I say. “We are going to have a good time.”
Peach stomps toward Rod and snatches her child from his arms. Her massive booty jiggles so hard that I don’t think those panty hose pretending to be leggings can hold it in.
“I don’t want your wife around my child. You promised me that, Rod.”
“I never made that promise.”
Peach glares at me. “Yes you did. Right before you asked me to marry you.”
Rod throws his head back and looks at the sky. He is not doing a good job of
Why couldn’t Rod keep his man parts in his pants? And if he couldn’t why didn’t he wrap it up?
“I’m fine, Rod. Let’s pick up the little girl.”
“My daughter.”
I press my lips together. “Right. Your daughter.”
Rod gets out of the car and starts toward the house. I stay seated until he remembers that he has a pregnant wife in the car. He does, and comes back to open my door and help me out of the car.
“Sorry, babe. I just want to hurry up and get this over with. Peach is lightweight tripping.”
“What is she tripping on? Was your check late?”
He shakes his head. “Don’t worry about it. I can handle it.”
Rod holds one of my elbows as I take my time walking to the front door. I know Peach is looking out of the window, probably about to have a nervous breakdown. But that’s what happens when you build your little fantasy dream world with someone’s husband. It’s bound to come tumbling down at some point. Hoes ain’t always winning. Sometimes they lose.
Before we get to the door, Peach swings it open and walks outside. Her outfit makes me want to vomit and bust out laughing at the same time. This dummy has on a pair of sheer leggings and a skin tight sweater that comes to her waist. I have never seen a worse case of camel toe in my life. I think she has on flesh colored thongs or something, but she looks naked from the waist down.
I don’t know if this is supposed to entice Rod, but he frowns and looks away. I can’t help but snicker. That’s what she gets for trying to seduce my man when he’s trying to spend time with his daughter.
“You brought your wife over here?” Peach says.
“Can you send Rodeisha outside?” Rod says.
Peach looks me up and down, probably wishing she was me. Her top lip trembles like she’s furious.
“My child isn’t going anywhere with her,” Peach says.
“Dionne is my wife, Peach. She’s going to be around Rodeisha whether you like it or not.”
I say nothing. I don’t have to. My husband and my smile say it all.
“You told me that you’d keep Rodeisha safe. I don’t think she will be safe with her.”
Rod runs his hand over his head and sighs. Just then, Rodeisha dashes from behind Peach with the nanny trying to snatch her back inside the house.
Peach shouts when the three year old runs to Rod and jumps into his arms. Rod kisses the top of the child’s head and smiles at her.
“Daddy’s baby! You ready to go ride that pony?”
“Yes, daddy! Let’s go. Can we have pizza too?”
Peach says, “Sorry, Rodeisha. You can’t go with him today.”
The little girl bursts into tears. “Why can’t I go with daddy?”
“Remember what I told you about strangers?” Peach says. “Do you know this lady that’s with him?”
Rodeisha looks at me like it’s the first time she’s ever seen me, although it isn’t. “She was at the hospital when daddy was sick.”
“Rodeisha, this is your stepmother. Her name is Ms. Dionne,” Rod says as he gives me a lifted eyebrow.
“Is she an evil stepmother?” Rodeisha asks.
This makes me laugh out loud. Children are so honest. I’m s tarting to think me and Rodeisha are going to be cool.
“I’m not evil, honey ,” I say. “We are going to have a good time.”
Peach stomps toward Rod and snatches her child from his arms. Her massive booty jiggles so hard that I don’t think those panty hose pretending to be leggings can hold it in.
“I don’t want your wife around my child. You promised me that, Rod.”
“I never made that promise.”
Peach glares at me. “Yes you did. Right before you asked me to marry you.”
Rod throws his head back and looks at the sky. He is not doing a good job of
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