Medusa And Me Pt.3

As Medusa and I lied there lying to each other and laughing, she noticed that the swelling was still on me. She touched me there and said, “let me help you with this.” I swole even more as she held me in a grip, as she kissed her way down to the swelling. Mmmm, her mouth was so warm and skilled. She circled my head before pushing me into the back of her throat. I was lost as Medusa jacked and throat fucked my dick. She would bring me almost there only to pull me out and suck on my balls. She repeated this pattern adding sticking her tongue into my peepee hole until I was lifting my hips up off of the mattress. Medusa allowed me to hold her head as I shot my load into the back of her throat. We both knew that this was a favor and that it wouldn’t happen again.She stayed over quite a number of times afterwards, both Keisha and her, but we never slept together sexually again. We were now friends.  
After cleaning me up, Medusa climbed back up on to her pillow and asked me do you go out to clubs? I told her that I had a few spots but that you had to be a member or be the guest of a member. She said, “I don’t do night clubs anymore.” She said, “I have to really feel comfortable with someone to go to yard parties.” I could feel her eyes on my back as I rolled over to the side of the bed, and fired up a blunt that I had rolled earlier. After I hit the blunt a few times, Medusa said, “pass that blunt and I’m going to tell you why I don’t club anymore."Little did I know I was in for the craziest shit that I ever heard.
Medusa hit the blunt twice, coughed, and then passed it back. She started it out that it was three years earlier, right after income tax time. She said everywhere that to a night club, it was always packed. Medusa said, “I had just gotten my return and my paycheck for the week. She said, “I had made up my mind at work that I was going out and celebrate for a bit.” Medusa said that for that time of year it was extremely warm. So she went and got a haircut, also she got her nails done. She treated herself to a new dress with a matching purse, and just as she was leaving the mall she spotted the perfect wig for her outfit. I didn’t say it out loud but I wasn’t feeling that wig shit. I was beginning to feel where I fell on the for with a hair piece in my hand.  
Medusa continued that she went home with her goodies to prepare for a night out on the town. She said that she fixed herself a drink and rolled herself a blunt, while dancing around her apartment as she got ready. I was looking good, do you hear me, Me? I said, “yes.” Medusa said, “and when I put that wig on, that was the crown.” She wanted to go out, but she didn’t want to go to far away from home. She figured just in case she got a little tipsy she would be close to the house. Medusa said as she walked into the club, she knew that all eyes were on her. She chose a club that she hadn’t been to in a while. Because they had bouncers and she had never known of a fight at this club.  
She reached for the blunt again and said, “Me, I was the shit.” She said, “I was turning down drinks left and right."But then she met this one nice looking guy, well dressed, and she knew where he worked. They were laughing and having a drink, when a fight broke out in the back. She said people started running towards the front and the door. Medusa said, “it didn’t register to me and I couldn’t get my feet to moving until I heard the gun shot. She said, “my guy started running and I fell in step right behind him." Medusa said, “that’s when it happened Me." She said this while punching me in the arm forcing me to ask her what happened. She said, “that’s when some non shooting fool shot my dam wig off,” She said, I know it was shot off, because as my head went forward I saw my wig flying towards the door.” Medusa said, “Me that’s when I got down and started sliding on that floor like a snake in basic training. Me, you know that I realize I was screaming just as loud as everyone else while I was sliding across that floor.” But I can’t help but remember thinking dam I was glad that wig wasn’t pinned down on my head. You know that shit probably would had broken my neck when that wig was shot off.” She said, “I also remember thinking dam that was a beautiful wig. I wondered what I would do if I found it outside of the club. But with all of these people crawling and running there was no way that I would ever see that wig again. What would I do anyways if I found it, take it home and put it in the washing machine.  
Medusa said, “I finally made it to the door and a bouncer reached down and helped me up. Me, I just knew that I was a sight, my wig was off, the front of my dress was dragged across the floor, and now I found out that one of my heels had broken. You should had seen me limping across that parking lot with a broken heel. As i got close to my car I noticed that my foot with the broken was getting heavier. When I opened the car door and the light came on, I looked down at my foot and hanging off the toe of my shoe was my wig. I must have swept it up while sliding across that dam floor. I put the shoes in the backseat and the wig in the front passenger seat, You know the cool thing Me, I washed that dress and that wig and was wearing them both when I sold the car two weeks later.
I looked at Medusa and laugh calling her a lying ass. She held her laugh for as long as she could, but she finally started laughing and admitted the story was shit. I made up my mind that on our next meeting I would tell her about Bobo. We fell asleep that night back to back and as friends  
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