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were naked. I could also see it was the cheerleader from the game who was on top of him.
    “Say, man,” I said, clearing my throat. “I’m trying to get some sleep. I got a busy day ahead of me, so have a little respect, au-ight?”
    Desmon patted whatever her name was on her ass. “Gabrielle, get up for a minute.” She pulled the cover over her and moved next to him in bed. He put on his shorts, then came by the steps to confront me.
    “Daddy, father, poppy, or whoever the hell you wanna be, don’t try to play daddy now.  Now ain’t the time because I’m busy! So, go back upstairs and continue to plow my mother like the rest of her boyfriends, au-ight?”
    I sucked my teeth. “I plan to.  And in the meantime, you go back over there and continue to plow Gabrielle, and the young lady who was here the night before, and the one who had your jersey on at the game, along with the ones who can’t stop calling this damn house.”
    Gabrielle coughed, “Desmon, I’m ready to go.”
    “In a minute,” he replied.
    “I’m ready to go now!” 
    He glared at me. “You don’t want me to make you my enemy.”
    I laughed. “What’s the difference? I thought I already was.  Look, the young lady said she’s ready to go, so take her home.”
    “Please,” Gabrielle added with attitude.
    “See, she’s begging.” I leaned forward and whispered in his ear. “It’s obvious she’s in control of things.  It would be a shame if she started to cuss you out in front of me.  Don’t embarrass yourself. Just take the young lady home like she asked.”
     As I turned and walked away, I could already see Gabrielle putting her clothes on.  Surprisingly, Desmon had more damn respect for her than he did for Ginger and me.  I listened at the top of the stairs, as he tried to explain my accusations and begged her to stay.  She started to cry and refused to listen to him. After I heard a smack, I just knew things would get heated, but they didn’t.  I listened, as they walked upstairs together, and I hurried to take a seat at the kitchen table.  I pretended to be occupied with the newspaper in front of me.
    Gabrielle opened the door, wiping the tears from her eyes.  She walked by without saying a word.  Desmon gave me a hard stare and continued to follow her to the door.  Giving me one last dirty look, he slammed the door on his way out. 
    Ginger slept until almost noon. I’d already taken my morning jog, and had done my sit-ups for the day.  I was on the couch cleaning my gun.
    “You keep that thing like it’s your bible or something.”
    “It doesn’t compare, but I appreciate you keeping it in a safe place for me while I was gone.”
    She yawned. “You know I gotta work at the club tonight, don’t you?”
    “No, I didn’t know.  I thought partying was on Saturday nights, not Sunday.”
    “Please, these folks around here party seven days a week.  Sunday’s be off the chain.  That’s when I make the most money.”
    “What time you leaving?”
    “Around nine.  Would you like to come with me?”
    I shrugged. “I guess.  I don’t have much to wear, but hopefully I’ll find something.”
    Ginger got her purse and reached inside.  She pulled out two one hundred dollar bills and gave them to me. “Here, go find you something to wear.  I remember when all you did was give, give and give to me, so don’t let your pride stand in the way of you taking this money.”
    “Thanks,” I said, reaching for it.  I’d always had my own and it didn’t feel right taking the money from Ginger.  Even though I used to kick her out tough, for some reason, I felt less than a man. 
    Ginger gave me the keys to her car, and before I left, I called Rufus on his cell phone.  He didn’t answer, but I left a message, telling him to get back with me as soon as possible. 
    Not knowing the latest fashions, I hurried to the mall to find something to wear.  I found a pair of black linen pants and a short sleeve linen