Page 77 of Time to Bounce

I’m not at home. Give me ten.

Oh, boy.

Me:

Okay. Thank you.

It took him seven.

I could tell because I could hear his loud ass car coming from a mile away.

Surprisingly, the people listening to the porn in the backyard didn’t seem to hear it, because the ‘music’ didn’t shut off.

In those seven minutes, the darkness started to take over, and the last rays of the sun started to seep behind the house to my right.

I went back inside, my head already pounding.

This was going to be no fun.

But, because I was a hopeless nosy person, I went out onto the front porch so I could see and hear better.

The backyard was good and all, but there was a ten-foot fence, meaning I couldn’t see.

From my side porch, though, if I wanted to, I could see directly into their backyard due to the angle.

I found Nick standing in his yard, fuming, as he looked at what was happening in his backyard.

Finally, it looked like he’d had enough, because he took a step forward, bent down, and yanked a power cord out of the wall beside his feet.

The noise in the backyard abruptly turned off, and when he twisted to the side, I could see that there was a full on outdoor orgy going on in the backyard.

My mouth fell open as I saw all of the bodies—all of them naked—on pool floats, patio furniture, and even in the grass.

All of them were naked, wet, and staring in shock at Nick.

“You better get this fuckin’ shit out of my yard, right now, before I pull this forty-cal out of my goddamn back pocket and start lighting up asses!” Nick seethed.

I blinked at the venom dripping from his voice.

“What are you doing home?” Nick’s girlfriend asked.

I couldn’t remember her name.

She was fairly new, and though I’d seen her around, and Nick had introduced her to me at the last neighborhood meeting, I still couldn’t remember.

“I’m here because the goddamn neighborhood watch bitch asked me to turn down the music! And since I wasn’t home, I pulled up the goddamn cameras, and guess what I saw. Your fat fuckin’ ass bouncing on this random guy’s dick!” Nick snarled.

I didn’t take offense to Nick calling me a bitch.

Every woman was a bitch in his eyes.

His girlfriend took offense to the ‘fat ass’ part, because she launched herself at Nick.

“I am not fat!” she cried out.

“Get the fuck out of here!” he bellowed.

I moved, thinking maybe it was time to slink back inside, but the movement caught the woman’s eyes.

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