Free Consequences by Skyy Page B

ejaculate. She withdrew her fingers and wrapped her arms around Misha’s ass, making sure that she didn’t miss a single drop of the sweet cum pouring down Misha’s thighs as she exploded with an intense orgasm.
    Cooley licked one last droplet and kissed the inside of her thigh as she stood up. Misha was still panting heavily from the orgasm. Cooley reached down and petted Misha’s soaking wet pussy.
    Misha twitched and laughed as she pushed Cooley’s hand away. “Don’t you dare, Killa.” She laughed while still trying to catch her breath. “You ain’t gon’ have me out there looking for no damn inhaler,” she said, referring to the night Cooley got her nickname, Killa Cap, when she made a girl have an asthma attack.
    They both laughed.
    â€œDamn, Misha, when was the last time you had it done right?” Cooley smirked, knowing she just gave Misha some super head.
    Misha smiled.
    â€œWhen was the last time you had it?”
    Misha looked around and grabbed various pieces of her clothes.
    Cooley smacked Misha on her butt as she headed to the bathroom.
    Misha looked at herself in the mirror. She knew that she still loved Cooley, but she wasn’t convinced that was where she needed to be. She walked out of the bathroom and looked at Cooley lying on her bed. “Cooley, this does not mean that we are back together.”
    Cooley looked at Misha. She was still not used to having the shoe on the other foot. Cooley was used to those words coming out her mouth. “Damn, Misha, did you hear me say anything about that?”
    â€œNo, but I wanted to.”
    â€œYou wanted to fuck up the mood, and you did a good job of it.” Cooley stood up and put a T-shirt on.
    Misha watched Cooley give her the cold shoulder. “Come on, Carla, you know what I mean. After all, the sex was always great. It was the relationship we had a problem with.”
    â€œLast time I checked, you had the problem with the relationship.” Cooley could feel herself getting angry. “I gave up a lot for you, and I am still willing to do so again. You couldn’t handle it.”
    Misha looked at Cooley. “And I don’t think I can handle it now. I don’t want us to fight. I want us to come to a conclusion.”
    Cooley sighed and sat down in her chair. Deep down she knew Misha was right. “Look, shorty, you know I got feelings for you. I am not willing to give you up completely.”
    â€œAnd I am not willing to give you up either,” Misha said as she stood in front of Cooley. “So what do we do?”
    Cooley wrapped her arms around Misha’s waist. “Look, I say that we do our own thing, but when we get together, it’s all about us. I mean, honestly, I did meet this girl that seems pretty cool.”
    â€œThat’s good, but, Cooley, you can’t be fucking every bitch on campus and thinking that you gon’ come back to me,” Misha responded.
    â€œI know. It’s not even like that anymore. So, we agree to see other people, but still get down like we used to on occasion?”
    â€œYeah, that’s good.” Misha smiled. She leaned down and kissed Cooley. “So how about another round?”
    â€œAs much as I want to say yes, the girl is going to be over here soon.” Cooley hated telling Misha no.
    â€œDig that. I’ll see you later, Carla.” Misha turned around and walked out of Cooley’s room.
    Cooley smiled. Things couldn’t get much better than that.

Chapter 7
    Denise woke up to the sound of her phone ringing. She listened to the answering machine pick up.
    â€œDenise, this is Ms. Wallace from across from your grand’s house. I think something maybe wrong here—”
    Denise jumped to pick up the phone.
    â€œHey, Ms. Wallace, what’s going on?” She said, clearing her throat.
    â€œNow, baby, I don’t know for sure, but there has been a lot of people in and out of