Keep Your Enemies Close

I’ve heard people say that you should keep your friends close and your enemies closer, but I think it should be the other way around.

It was the later part of Summer, you know just about that time when you feel you’ve really gotten to know the guy you met after Valentines Day. He’s had just enough time to empress you but not enough to earn the panties. Now I didn’t say he didn’t get any, but he certainly hadn’t earned it. I mean being handsome does earn some points doesn’t it?

Anyway, his name is Anthony but everyone calls him Tony for short. He works out on a regular at Equinox. The guy’s got biceps a woman would die for and his six pack - I don’t mean beer - definitely is refreshing. Can you believe after all this time, 5 months, I still don’t know where this guy works? He’s cute as hell though and I would do just about anything to keep him…at least I thought I would.

"What’s up girl?" I called out to my girl Rosie. That’s how I met Tony. She and I were out driving one night; Rosie started flirting with two guys who were passing by in a 2002 Mercedes. After we all introduced ourselves, I drove away with a card with nothing but a name and number printed on it -Tony - 917-942-6248 along with a mental picture of the guy who handed it to me.

"Hey Connie, How’s Tony?" She called back.

She later realized that Tony was the one with the car.

"What are you guys doing today?" She asked approaching with her seductive gate. Her hips were full and proportionate with her large thighs and fluffy breasts. She was wearing her favorite yellow dress that clung perfectly to her body.

"I guess you’re on a stroll tonight?"

"You know that’s right girl. I’ve got to find me a man. Someone to do me right."

"What happened to Duane?"

"Too pretentious. I just can’t stand perpetrators."

"Why would you think he’s a perpetrator? Because he didn’t own the Mercedes he was driving?"

"Well yeah, but you didn’t have to make it sound so cold did you?"

"It’s the truth. You’ve got to be looking for more than just superficial things. What if the man loses his job and he treats you really good, would you still leave him?"

"He didn’t have a job. He just wanted to freeload off of me. He got me for five hundred bucks and that’s far more than I would ever give a man!"

"What did he need it for?"

"He claimed he was looking for a job and needed a couple of outfits for an interview. I found out that he had two other women besides me."

Tony had trouble hiding that awkward look he had on his face. He obviously knew that his friend was nothing but a gigolo. He quickly gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and said he had to get moving.

"Baby I’ll catch up with you later. I can see you and Rosie have a lot to talk about."

"What time?"

"Let’s say about eight."

"Perfect. I’ll see you then."

Rosie and I went to the Green Acres Mall in Valley Stream. Although we were doing her favorite pass time - buying shoes, her mind was still on the five hundred dollars Duane

took from her. I didn’t know which bothered her the most, the fact that he conned her out of her money or that she felt she paid a high-priced whore for a good time.