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don’t think so, honey. He’d leave me before I could put in my formal request. Hmph. Your boy, Sean, was actually taken aback the first time I gave him head,” Lang continued. “I mean, at first he told me it was the best he’d ever had. Then a few minutes later he’s asking me how I learned to do it so well and how many men before him had experienced what he just had.”
    “I just don’t get it, Lang. Is it possible to love someone, I mean, really love someone, and still cheat on her—I mean, him?” Aminah questioned.
    Langston didn’t answer right away. She ran the back of her hand across the side of her best friend’s face. She knew what Aminah was getting at. “Well, Aminah. You know I’m going to say yes, of course. Just because I love my husband doesn’t mean I don’t find other men desirable.”
    “Okay, finding them desirable is one thing; fucking them, mentally or physically, is crossing the line,” Aminah admitted, removing Lang’s hand from her face. “Don’t you think it cheapens the love and destroys the trust and weakens the relationship? It’s disrespectful to the union, Lang.”
    “Wait a minute, now, are you asking me about my relationship or yours?”
    Aminah didn’t answer. She wasn’t sure. She was confused her damn self. Lang and Fame were one and the same to her right now.
    “Well, no, I don’t think it weakens my relationship with my husband,” Lang admitted. “If anything it enhances it. I can separate sex from love. Though we as women are not socialized to do so, I can, and that doesn’t make me a bad woman or a bad wife.”
    “Maybe that’s true for you, Lang,” Aminah said. “But if this is how you want to operate your life, you shouldn’t have dragged Sean unknowingly into it. If you knew he wasn’t enough for you sexually, you should have declined his marriage proposal. I have never had a problem with your strong, albeit unusual, sex drive. My issue with you right now is your regard—rather, your disregard—for your marriage. I love Sean like a brother, and I can’t believe you have been deceiving him these past three months.”
    While Aminah loved Fame with everything she had, for the first time she thought that maybe she deserved a husband more like Sean, and Fame should have been with a wife like Lang.
    “I never thought of you as a liar and a cheat, Lang,” Aminah said angrily. She’d had enough of listening to her titillating version of an affair.
    “What? I’m not a liar, Aminah.”
    “Does Sean know about your affair? Has he cosigned it? Given you the green light and a thumbs-up to go fuck another man?”
    “Now wait one goddamn minute, Aminah,” Lang said, not appreciating her girlfriend’s self-righteous questions. “It is not easy for me to stand here and admit to you that I am cheating on my husband who’s done nothing but love me. I realize that. Call me stupid. Okay, go ahead. I might give you that. You can even label me a cheater. I’ve earned that one. But don’t call me a liar, Minah. I haven’t lied to Sean about anything.”
    “Lang, you sound so ridiculous right now,” Aminah said. “How is it possible to cheat and not lie?”
    “Hey, if he doesn’t ask, I won’t tell,” Lang replied, smugly folding her arms.
    That stung Aminah. Not only was it a variation of Bill Clinton’s gays-in-the-military policy, but it was Fame’s marriage philosophy as well. He had told Aminah when they’d gotten engaged that he loved her enough never to lie to her, so before she asked or accused him of anything she should be absolutely certain she could deal with the brutality of an honest answer.
    Prior to their engagement, while Aminah was still in college and his success and popularity as a deejay was steadily growing, he’d also suggested she stop looking for the “proof” she didn’t really want to find. She’d heeded his advice for the most part. And Fame kept his word. He’d been painfully truthful when questioned. “You stop