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I’ll see to it that your ex takes your kids away when he hears about you being an unstable, violent mother who tried to wreck your best friend’s wedding after trying to fuck her man. Try me and I’ll turn it all around in my favor. That’s the part I’m telling you about, but there could be more where that came from. If you want to open your big mouth, bring it on.”
    â€œYou wouldn’t! You were wrong, not me.”
    â€œWelcome to the real world, Miss Hooked on Stupid! Don’t threaten me with wrecking my wedding. I’m good for it. Try me. By the way, try ordering some ProActiv for your adult case of acne, and tone up that accordion looking belly if you want to wear shirts that show your midriff. Flabby, bumpy, blubber is not a good look. None of that is cute. Now I can finally tell you the truth since you wanted to start the Battle of Little Big Mouth!”
    â€œI never want to see you again, you closet freak! I had no idea you were like this! You’re disgusting! You need prayer!”
    â€œGet the fuck out. Should I call 911 or what? I have a witness and I’m not thrilled about having to repair the shit you damaged. What’s it going to be?”
    Tanya spit on me and stormed out of Trey’s place. The only reason I didn’t chase her down was because I was naked and didn’t want to attract any more attention to Trey’s house. After the tires of her four-door Toyota Camry squealed, and she took off, I dressed so I could see if she tried any funny stuff before stepping off. Sure enough she plastered the word NYMPHO on the door and underlined it twice in bright red lipstick. When I thought of the lie I was going to have to tell to explain this mess to Trey, I stormed back to the bedroom to throw out Rico’s horny ass. I knew I had to get rid of the evidence quickly because the house next door was up for sale and people had been trailing in and out of it on several occasions. I didn’t need the realtor knocking on Trey’s door asking questions about anything.
    â€œDing, ding, ding. Your time’s up. Game over, baby boy.” I began picking up slithers of glass from off of the floor, carefully placing them in the palm of my right hand.
    â€œAlready?” Rico said, grinning. “You church girls are wild as hell. Let me find out I need to hunt for sisters in the house of the Lord.”
    After I dropped the glass in the trash, I turned around and rolled my eyes at him.
    Without saying another word, I shooed him out after making him dress quickly. I made it clear that he better not breathe a word to his boy, and he should forget what happened between us like he’d suffered the worse case of amnesia. Suddenly, my spirit turned icy, and I couldn’t tolerate the sight of Rico. I cussed him out and explained that he’d worn out his welcome. He thought I was joking, but I wasn’t. I stuffed his black Calvin Klein drawers in his hand, found his balled up t-shirt, and commanded him to clean the lipstick off of Trey’s door on his way out. After he left, I returned to the bedroom to start cleaning up whatever I could in a hurry.
    My gaze fell on something green. Apparently, Rico had paid me three hundred dollars cash money for fulfilling his fantasy. There was a note sitting underneath which read: I WANT YOU TO KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT TOO. T AKE THIS AND GET SOME KINKY SHIT FROM F REDERICKS OF H OLLYWOOD FOR YOUR HONEYMOON. I KNOW YOU’LL WEAR IT WELL, MI AMOR.
    I smiled as I ripped up Rico’s note and flushed it down the toilet. He had no idea, but he’d just given me the idea to get paid to get my rocks off. After all, how I rolled officially made me a freak and maybe I liked the idea of men screaming my name. At that moment, I decided my pet name when I was acting devilish would be Innocence. Round one of my official secret life was about to begin. Fortunately, I made a habit of keeping a spare set of glasses in