The Neighbor - pt. 2

Carla and I ended up hooking during our junior year. She told me that she preferred boys over girls. She confided in me…Plum, I just had to have Linda everyone wanted her, but only a few got the chance. I didn’t have to tell Carla about me and Linda’s last moment together since she was there. She tried to get information out of me about what transpired after she stormed off; however, there was nothing to give. The sex between us was non-existence so there was nothing to write home about. She asked me on several occasions to eat her box as a substitute, and I declined. I was not into that back then. It was nasty as hell to me. Our relationship surprisingly lasted until Labor Day weekend. We both had had enough. I told Carla she needed to refocus…life does not revolve around sex. It is obvious to me that she preferred girls over boys. She rolled her eyes before storming off again, this was her trademark.

I went off to college after my senior year with a full scholarship to Seton Hall. I loved playing basketball, football, and baseball. I got a partial academic scholarship for my grades, and two sports scholarships; one for football and the other for basketball. I was a triple threat athlete. I enjoyed my time in college. I met several nice women, yet, I couldn’t commit to any of them due to my unresolved feelings for Linda. The women at Seton Hall thought I was innocent that wasn’t always the case I was housed along in my dorm so I would jerk off repeatedly while watching online porn. I didn’t have to worry about anyone walking in and catching me in a compromising situation. Now, don’t mis-understand I finger popped my share of females while in college. I just didn’t have sex with them. My parents stayed on me about the hoes that would be riding me due to my status on campus, and my mother was right.

After completing two years, I was being pursued by the Baltimore Ravens and the Washington Wizards up until the moment I got injured in a car accident. One night after one of our games, the team and I went to a local bar to have a few drinks. We all were tipsy and no one should have been driving. It was the usual, the girls flirted with us, and the male stood around hating from a distance. Meanwhile, no one stopped us. Better yet, we didn’t stop ourselves from getting in the car. We all survived the crash, but I was the only person who got seriously injured. My leg was broken in two places. My trainer said, I was young and would bounce back without any problems. Nonetheless, my stock still dropped drastically.

After months of working with my trainer and getting a reliable agent who wasn’t going me, I ended up playing for the Detroit Pistons second string (of course). My agent encouraged me to continue my education, so I went to school during the off season. I was ecstatic that I actually went pro. I was just disappointed that one bad decision snatched so many opportunities from me. My parents were happy about my new prospects. They were worried when they first heard about what happened to me. I knew they were proud of me. They just wanted to brag to family and their so-called friends. My brother and sister wanted in at all of the large celebrity parties. My life had definitely changed for the better. The class of women that approached me now had changed as well. They wanted financing more than getting a wet ass. I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t deny myself the pleasure anymore. I had held off for as long as I could. I made sure I carried fresh condoms at all times, and flushed the used ones down the toilet after all sexual encounters. I wasn’t mentally or financially ready to be a father. Although, my father asked me when I was going too settled down and make him and my mother some grandbabies now that I was making money.  

Speaking on the topic of fatherhood, I told him truthfully I wasn’t ready for the responsibility. He appreciated my honesty. He told me you will now be young forever and this you know. There were times, over the years, I’ve thought about Linda the one that got away.

After talking to my dad, I did decide to purchase a home in Livingston County. There are some lovely homes located out there at very reasonable prices. I didn’t want to spend too much money and end up in debt or being unable to sale my home if I am every traded to another team. The house I decided on was far enough away from the stadium that the groupies wouldn’t venture out there to Livingston alone not knowing what to expect unless she was desperate. The location was convenient enough that I could drive to practice and all our home games without feeling pressured. My closest neighbor was a mile away so I didn’t have to worry about anyone complaining about any sounds and traffic coming or going from my property. It was definitely an occasion to throw a party.

The first party I threw after settling in was a mega success. My siblings were there and didn’t act up when they saw someone from another team or any celebrity. My event made the local paper, and I was glad that no one showed their ass and got arrested. The groupies and some of my teammates enjoyed the heated pool in the back yard. It was an Olympic sized pool with a double diving board on the deep end. I was not a swimmer but I enjoyed watching women in the bathing suit or in the buff getting in and out of the pool. During my party, I would have sworn that I saw an older version of Linda. She looked even better. She was definitely avoiding me. It appeared that she attended my party with one of my boys that played for the Celtics. I tried getting her attention once more, but nothing worked. It had to be her.  

For a couple weeks after my party, I stayed with Linda on my mind. She was thick in all the right places. She had grown up. I couldn’t shake her off. My boys knew I’ve been single for awhile, and informed me I needed a honey that rides. One of them introduced me to Camilla. She was everything a man could ever want in a woman. She is sexy, educated, had her own money, owned her own business, was into sports, a freak in the sheets, and very independent. We immediately hit it off on our first date.

(c) 2010 TigerSagg Ent.

A Brown Brizzke storyline.