The roommates had traded boyfriends, slept together, and even shared the same douche bag. They had been very intimate as far as best friends go. Nini slept with all of Kristie’s boyfriends and exes, but Kristie was never interested in Nini’s currents or ex-misters.
Nini’s old man was a lean, mean, and not too bright grocery store manager. Kristie had no desire for him. He wasn’t wild enough or smart enough to get her attention. But he did alright as many men do. He supported his family as the manager of a local grocery store. It was a mistake that he ended up with Nini. He loved her too much. She was smarter than he was. He didn’t have a chance.
They had five kids and he was positve that at least some of them were his, but she liked to sleep around, so he couldn’t really be sure of anything. In his mind he was the perfect husband and father and Nini was the difficult one.
She moved her bed out into the living room so she could get away from him. He came in late one night, saw her splayed out on the floor asleep in her revealing blue negligee. He quietly removed his clothes and crept in beside her. She tried to resist, but he was able to achieve penetration and she had their fifth and final child. She got her tubes tied and divorce papers drawn up the same day.
Still, he would not give up on her and made many attempts to reconcile. He beat her up one night drunk out of his mind with sadness. She called the cops and he left in a hurry. They had a couple of difficult years as they worked out their relationship, visitation, custody, and support issues.
Nini was drawn in to the climate of college life and free love. What followed was a period of time they liked to call,”Let’s strap it on!” and a lot of homemade spaghetti. She had a series of lovers, but this latest was young. Kristie thought he was too young to dally with – only nineteen compared to Nini’s age of the man-eating thirties.
Kristie preferred real men with body hair and some girth around their bellies. Like any good friend she would not invade her best friend’s territory. As soon as Nini hooked up with anyone, Kristie would cross them off her potential list. Not that she had an actual list. Let’s just say that she was open to various possibilities.
The two women bonded together to share in the raising of the children. Kristie was working closing at Tommy’s Joynt three days a week, plus she had classes at the Junior College. Nini was working swing shift at the phone company and she also had classes. Scheduling was a nightmare, but they worked it out somehow.
Kristie’s ex was a great lover with a big appetite for sex and lots of stamina in the bedding arena. Nini tried him out one night when Kristie was working. She found evidence of a few loose hairpins on the floor of the bedroom and one on the bedspread. The bed was mussed up and there were remnants of a tussel. She almost didn’t care, but why did they have to fuck in her bed? Chaz confessed. They separated amicably.
Kristie’s newest boyfriend was a bi-sexual fast talker who couldn’t get it up for just anybody. Nini had to try him out too. They thought they could get away with a lie about it. Butch confessed that he went with her to see if he could be aroused by another woman. He wasn’t successful and neither was Nini. This final act of betrayal ended both relationships.
Kristie was still on a learning curve. She had to learn to let go of people who couldn’t help her to be a better person. Several years passed. Kristie had hooked up with Jack. Nini phoned out of the blue to offer sympathy when Kristie’s father died. Nini wanted to get together, have lunch, meet the new boyfriend.
Politely Kristie said, “Yes, we should do that sometime…” But in her mind she was saying, “No fucking way, bitch… So you want to try to fuck Jack too, huh? No fucking way! Jack belongs to Kristie, Bitch!”
(First published 7/26/13)
