Toy's Story (11 page)

"I'm
sorry,
I
got
all
crazy.
 
It's
just
that
I've
never
had
the
luxury
of
trusting
a
man
to
do
anything
except
fuck me or
fuck
me
over.
This
whole
night
has
been
bizarre
to
say
the
least
and
I
keep
waiting
for
the
totally
unnecessary
drama
that
continues
to
pursue
me
like
a
shadow."

"I
like
you
Toy.
 
But
you
have
to
give
just
an
inch.
Stop
being
s
o
pessimistic.
 
The
whole
world
has
not
joined
forced
against
you.
 
Yes,
some
men
come
to
destroy,
but
eventually
one
is
going
to
come
to
rebuild.
 
And
that's
the
role
that
I
want
to
play
if
you'd
only
let
me."
Logic
replied
as
he
pulled
me
into
his
massive
arms.
 

His
expensive
cologne
was
alluring,
his
swagger
was
undeniable
and
his
sexuality
was
   
absolutely
enthralling
.
 
Hell,
who
was
I
kidding?
 
I
had
trusted
crazier
looking
men
who
couldn't
even
afford
to
buy
me
a
damn
Kid's
Meal.

Nothing
at
all
about
this
man,
screamed
Looney
Tune.
Hell,
I
was
the
one
acting
like
a
damn
crazy
ass
woman.
Logic
was
insane
alright.
He
was
insanely
rich
! He was
well
dressed,
educated,
articulate
and
soft
spoken.
 
In fact Logic
was
a
complete
gentleman
and
a
true
rare
find
. And by some miracle he
just
happened
to
find
and
rescue
me
on
the
worst
night
of
my
life.
 
Immediately
all
fear
and
doubt
fell
away
and
I
conceded
that
for
once
my
apprehension
and
skepticism
needed
to
take
a
back
seat
to
my
passion.
 
Serial
killer,
stalker,
rapist,
wife b
e
ate
r
or
whatever
he
may
or
may
not
be-
this
man
was
as
fine
as
the
hair
on
a
tadpole
's
balls.
And
at
this
very
moment
despite
all
my
bullshit
he
was
completely
captivated
by
me.
  

"So
what's
it
going
to
be,
Toy?
Do
you
want
me
to
drop
you
off
in
DC,
or
are
you
going
to
relax
and
let
me
shamelessly
spoil
you
at
my
home
in
Baltimore?"

Without
hesitation
or
reservation
I
pressed
the
intercom
button.
"Tracey
we'll
be
continuing
on
to
Mr.
Hart's
home
as
originally
planned."

"No
problem
Ms.
Waters.
We
should
be
arriving
there
in
a
little
over
an
hour."

"Take
your
time.
 
There's
no
rush."

A
broad
sexy
grin
covered
Logic's
face
as
I
begin
to
slowly
undress.

"Can
I
come
back
to
bed?"

"Please
do.
 
This
water
bed
is
as
cold
as
an
Eskimo's
tit
without
you."

"Oh
yeah?
Let
me
see
what
I
can
do
to
warm
you
up."
 
I
responded
as
I
crawled
in
bed
into
his
waiting
arms.

"So
how
do
you
feel
about
re-gifting?"
 
Logic
asked
as
he
gently
kissed
me
on
the
forehead.

"Depends
upon
what's
being
re-gifted"

"Hell,
it's
a
ton
of
shit
beneath
that
tree
for
my
ex-girlfriend."

"I
hope
there
are
some
clothes
I
can
fit.
 
If
not
I'm
going
to
be
naked."
I
giggled
as
I
snuggled
in
his
arms.

"Oh,
I'm
sure
we'll
find
something
for
you
to
put
on.
 
But
I
was
thinking
about
something
a
little
bigger."

"Like
what?"
I
asked
puzzled.

Logic
hesitated.
 
"Don't
freak
out
when
I
say
it."

"I
won't.
 
I
promise.
What
is
it?"

"A
650
SL
Mercedes
just
like
mine."
He
cautiously
replied
as
he
waited
for
my
response.
"I
bought
it
for
my
ex."

"Are
you
serious?"

"Yeah,
you'll
need
a
car
to
get
around
in
until
yours
is
replaced.
 
Especially,
if
you'll
be
driving
back
and
forth
to
Baltimore..."

"Logic
I
don't
know
what
to
say...
It's
too
much...
It's
too
soon.
We
just
met.
 
I
hardly
know
you.
 
Okay
well
if
you
insist.
Yes!
 
Yes!
 
A
thousand
times
yes!"

Logic
laughed
as
he
pulled
me
on
top
of
him.
 
His
eyes
engaged
mine
for
an
uncomfortably
long
time.
 
"I
like
you
Ms.
Zatoya
Waters."

"I
can
tell
Mr.
Logic
Hart."

"What
are
you
doing
for
New
Years
Eve?"

"Spending
it
with
my
man
in
Baltimore."
I coyly responded.