by Carrie
Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 44
What Kendall thought was a nice pick-up in the park turned out to be just the opposite. Moreover, she not only couldn’t hide her curiosity, but she revealed, what I sensed, a titillation that I knew only to well, “Have you, uh, met any of these girls?”
“You mean — a decent girl who does that?”
“Carrie, I would never do that…would you?”
“Don’t be ridiculous. You don’t really think I’m that type of girl?”
“Of course I don’t…but, uhm, why would a girl want to do that?”
I dismissed that by saying, “You tell me.”
She couldn’t tell me what she was really thinking so she replied, “Whatever it is, it’s sick. Really sick….”
I decided not to let her know that I had seen her with Little John; I didn’t want to get her and ‘sicker’, but the fact that she was involved with him had done something to me. I had promised myself never to see him again, but oddly, during my little discussion with Kendal at lunch, I began having second thoughts. Having seen her in her bedroom only confirmed the desire, or should I say pull, the gravitational sort that inclined me to want to do the same. We went on with lunch and talked all about motherhood, things that were more sedate and less, well, you know what.
Afterwards, we promised to keep in touch, but that promise really entailed to keep in touch with a certain kind of gossip particular to ourselves. I let Kendall take the first cab. I got into the second one.
Then I pulled out my cell phone and did something I thought I would never do again. I called Little John. I was nervous. At first, as I figured, he wouldn’t speak with me. I decided to drop my pride and let him keep his because I was the one in need. I tried apologizing to him, but his pride only got bigger. I begged, “Just give me a minute, Little John. I was wrong, dead wrong the way I walked out on you. I’m calling to say I’m sorry. I mean, if you’re not going to answer me, then I’m going to hang up…”
He said, “You hurt me is what you did. I thought you and me was on the same road, then, like all of a sudden, you’re gone.’
“Well…let’s try and see if we can get back on that road.”
“How we gonna do that? You’re married now. I suppose you want me to be the junior butler?”
“Little John, stop it. I know you’re hurt. How many times do I have to say I’m sorry? If you want me to beg, then I’ll beg…..Okay?”
“Look, ever since we first met in the park I knew who you were. Sure, you’re the proper pretty girl behaving herself so nicely like she at some finishing school, and that ain’t no act, that’s who you are, but then an hour later you showed me your panties and blushed. You held up your little skirt and you was all so serious like you was sitting in some school room listening to the teacher. You behaved real good. You did what I told you. And from then on if I sent you to the bushes you went. If I took you to the streets, you went. Then all of a sudden you act like someone else. I don’t dig that at all…You understand…?”
“Yes…I understand.”
“Where are you?”
“In a taxi.”
“Heading where?”
“Downtown.”
He waited a moment, “You ready to do what I tell you?” He knew the answer.
“Tell the driver to come down to my place.”
“Why?”
“Don’t ask why, just do as I say.”
I sat back and got drawn into the current.
