Across The Tracks (11 page)

Rich grabbed his wallet from his pants, slipped on the condom and rose over her naked body. “You ready, baby?”

“Yes, I’ve been ready.”

“Open wide for me.”

She did and then he pushed her thighs back, so they were on her chest. “I want full access to that sweet pussy.”

“Yes.”

Rich looked down at her and said, “God, you are so beautiful.”

Then he plunged into her wet channel to the hilt and Lisa gasped. “You are so tight, darling. Just for me, right baby?”

“Yes, Rich.”

Rich started to stroke in, putting all of his weight on his arms. He stroked in and out, caressing her walls with his long, thick cock. Every thrust was to the hilt and Lisa felt like she was in heaven. Rich started to speed up faster until they were both out of breath. Yet, Lisa did not want him to stop. She moaned, “Yes, Rich. Take it. Yes.”

Rich was panting, “Give it to me. Give it all to me.”

“Yes, Rich. It’s yours,” she exhaled.

That did it!

Rich started to pound harder, only the sounds of their bodies smacking together could be heard. Lisa was out of breath and Rich was about to cum. He leaned up, and said, “Cum baby, cum all over my cock.”

He pulled out and slapped Lisa’s glistening pussy and plunged back in while playing with her clit. Two more strokes and she clamped down on Rich’s cock and dug her nails into his arms as she had a mind-blowing orgasm. Rich was right behind. He pumped into her twice, pushed all the way to the hilt and stayed while he released his seed in the condom surrounding his cock.

Rich looked into Lisa’s eyes and said, “Do you know what you do to me?”

Lisa sighed breathlessly, “Probably the same thing you do to me.”

RICH
:

Rich wanted to take Lisa out on a date. They were official now, so he wanted them to go public too. For their first outing, he did not wish to go to a fancy ball or business event, but a nice dinner with just the two of them would suffice. Lisa was finally his woman and he wanted her, of all people, to know it was real. He was working on a plan for her father because he knew that would be no easy feat. Rich was not sure about her brother or her friends, but he would figure out where his stood soon enough. After his life-altering epiphany a few years ago, his friends started to make moves to exit from his life. On one level that hurt him because he grew up with these guys and up until that point, they had the same shared experiences. However, there was no way he could be exposed to this other world and act like it did not exist. His father had already unofficially cut him off and he was glad his mother was not alive to see what had become of their relationship. Although he thought his father had turned into this man after her death, he now knew this was no excuse for physical and emotional abuse. He was also glad that he would not have to expose Lisa to the likes of him.

The two of them had spent the entire day in bed. Rich told her she had to make up for three years. She thought that was funny and said he could not last until dinner. Rich loved a challenge, so he made his own wager, which was if he won she would pay for dinner, but if she won, he would pay. Either way, they were going to dinner. Rich had won because he was in great shape and Lisa was out by 3 PM. He gave her orgasm after orgasm. At one point, she was climbing up the headboard to get away from him. When she woke up around 5 PM, he carried her to the shower, where they played some more. Afterward, they stopped by his place so he could get some clothes.

They arrived at the restaurant, which was one of his favorites in South Philly, called Kalons on 7
th
Street. Lisa was holding on to his arm tight as they walked in like she was nervous. She had also been fidgeting in the car, not focusing on the conversation and seemed unsettled. He was not sure what was wrong, but he did not want to ruin the mood, so he figured since she was an outspoken woman, if there were a problem, she would say something.

Big mistake.

After they had been seated, the waitress took their drink orders and Lisa kept looking around.

“Are you looking for someone?” Rich asked.

“Oh, no,” she smiled, “just checking out my surroundings.”

“Ah, I see. Are you one of those people that need to sit facing the door, see all the exit signs and keep your hand on your Glock that’s hidden in your thigh at all times, John Gotti?”

“Ha ha, hilarious, but I don’t keep my Glock in my thigh. Thank you,” she answered sarcastically.

Rich thought the funny thing about that statement was that he wondered where she kept it because he would not be surprised if she did have one. He started to remember the encounter they had in the parking lot when she told him if he’d touch her, she didn’t want to put his head through a window. Even then, he thought she was sexy when her ‘
sole mission
’ was to ruin his career.

Rich shook his head and said, “I don’t even want to know.”

She smiled, which was a first since they arrived.

“So, tell me about Maryland?” he tried to lighten the mood.

She told him about her program and how she loved it. The experiences she had on campus, in her classes and even at a keg party she went to one time. She had to mace a guy because he was drunk and squeezed her ass.

That’s my girl, taking no fucking prisoners, he thought to himself.

She proudly explained how the NSPPF group she implemented on campus was still going strong. It was evident that she really missed some of the people. She said, even their country accents. Rich thought that was funny.

“No boyfriends that I should know about?” he chided.

“I went on a few dates, but no, there are no boyfriends.” She smiled at him, “What about you? How did you go from being a public defender to publicly defending the youth, to No Fear to State Senator?” Rich could tell she was proud of him. The look on her face said it all and he always wanted to give her that look. Had hoped for it, even fought for it.

“Um, well that’s a long story.” He started, but the waitress came and took their orders.

“Continue,” she said after she left.

He told her about the injury, which led to Tilda, and all of the catalytic events that happened up until she came over that day. She put her head down, in what seemed like guilt or shame. Rich reached over the table, picked up her chin with his crooked index finger and said, “Darling, head up.”

Lisa picked her head up and looked into his eyes. Rich hoped that he was conveying that he forgave her for leaving. On some level, he knew that he was not fully ready for her at that time, so it was probably good that she did because he would have pursued her relentlessly and possibly lost her for good.

She sighed and her shoulders relaxed. Therefore, he let go and continued to tell her about the data that he found involving the cases he had shown her that day. Rich told her it took him a month to realize that she had gone, but since she kept writing her column, somehow he knew she was coming back. He laughed when he said he felt like Mel Gibson in
Signs
, trying to read the paper for signs and decipher the code, just in case she was sending him a hidden message. Even though it sounded crazy, it kept him sane and on some level connected to her. He did not go into the whole thing with his father and friends but said that because he started to publicly pursue inactive or closed cases, he ruffled some feathers and lost some friends. What he did not expect was that he gained some other friends in the process. That led him to start No Fear, which took off almost immediately after he left the DA’s office. They collaborated with him, then the Police Department, once they realized he was not out to demonize them, but give kids a fair shake and getting them the necessary resources. He told her how he made Tilda his Vice-President because she was very instrumental in the project growing the way it did.

Lisa’s face was bright and she was showing all of her teeth. He’d rarely, if ever, seen that expression on her face when talking to him. God, he wanted it to stay like that. She looked content and in awe. Rich kept telling her about the various transitions and the places Tilda would take him. He even told her about the guy who tried to cut him and how Tilda basically punked the guy. Lisa was laughing so hard, tears were coming down her face. Now, he thought it was funny, but when it was happening, he knew the woman was crazy. He finished by telling her of his father’s original plan, which included him being a State Senator because his father was a State Representative. His life had been constructed with this plan, including the wife, Grace, the schooling and even the job. He confirmed that she was right in her assessment of being a public defender. She asked why he decided to pursue the Senate chair if he had changed. Rich told her it was because of her that he decided to continue it with a different angle.

Lisa gasped at that. “I was not even here?”

“No, but I always got the distinct feeling that you didn’t like me, not only because you thought I was a racist that didn’t care. But you didn’t like me more because I was in a position of power and chose to do nothing when I had that privilege.”

“Hmm,” she pondered.

“Am I right?”

“Yeah, you not liking people because of your ignorance was one thing. However, actively being a part of a problem that impacted and idly ‘doing your job to get to the next level’ made me madder.” She looked at him. “I felt it would have been worse to have someone else who just wanted to be in a position of power than make any significant changes with that authority.”

“Yeah, somewhere along the lines I got that from you. Then I really thought about how much change I was able to make at the DA’s level and even with No Fear, so I started to imagine how I could impact change from a higher level. Then I decided to run and I gained more ally’s than I lost because it was a landslide victory.”

“Wow, Rich. That’s an incredible story. You should write a book. More people should hear things like that.” She smiled.

“I never thought of that, but I’d consider writing one if you wrote it with me.”

“What! No Rich! That is your story to tell.”

“Naw, darling, that’s our story. You are completely intertwined in almost every fiber of what has taken place.”

Lisa shook her head.

“No, Rich. This is all you.”

Rich looked at her for a moment, then said, “You know my mother was a teacher. I don’t know much about her, but I do know that she was an educator and a damned good one. She would have liked you. She’s no longer here, passed away from cancer shortly when I was you, but I get the feeling she would have really liked you.”

Lisa was not sure what to say to that but decided to share as well.

“I’m sorry to hear that. My mom passed away when I was young too. It was an aneurysm, but from what I hear, the woman was a crusader for justice. She would have liked this Rich,” She pointed to him. “Yeah, this one, I think she would have liked a lot.”

The waitress returned with their food while Lisa excused herself to the restroom. As soon as she left, Grace and her mother walked in the door. Her mother spotted him and headed straight for his table with Grace in tow.

“Senator, how goes it?” Mrs. Aubrey crooned.

“Going fabulously and yourself?”

“Marvelous, dear. You know, Grace and I were just talking about you and the good old times. We miss seeing you at the house. Grace would love for you to come over one day soon.”

“How are you doing these days Grace?” Rich asked, hoping she would get his meaning.

“I’m well, Rich. Doing much better these days,” she replied, getting his meaning.

“That’s good to hear.”

Mrs. Aubrey looked at Grace in shock, “Oh, Grace, stop being so modest.” She turned to Rich and continued, “She’s doing more than well. She just landed the event planning contract for the County Ball. Your father helped her get it, you should come. Grace needs a date anyway.”

Grace gasped, “Mother!”

As they argued, Lisa came back to the table and Rich stood up. “Grace, do you remember Lisa from a while ago? We all had dinner?”

“Ahh, yes. I remember, nice to see you again.” Grace put out her hand to shake Lisa’s, who shook it back.

“Mrs. Aubrey, this is Lisa. We are seeing each other romantically, so if I did go to any balls or dinners, it would be with her. Thanks for the invitation.”

Mrs. Aubrey’s head jerked back in shock. Grace’s eyes grew to the size of saucers. Lisa extended her hand towards Mrs. Aubrey, but the older woman just looked back and forth between her hand and Rich’s face. Lisa put her hand down and returned to her seat. Grace tried to save the moment by saying, “Rich it was lovely to see you again. I’m so happy for you.”

“Happy for him?” Mrs. Aubrey huffed, “He’s slumming with the likes of her over you. Grace, don’t be ridiculous.”

In a flash, Rich had invaded the old woman’s personal space, which made her take a few steps back. “Don’t you ever speak of my woman like that. Who the fuck do you think you are? If anyone is slumming, it was Mr. Aubrey with the likes of a dried up prune, who couldn’t put down a bottle to save her own life.”

Lisa snapped at him, “Richard Wells, this was uncalled for.”

She looked around the restaurant.

“I’m sorry Rich,” Grace said, as she shoved her mother along, who looked too stunned at Rich’s words to respond.

Rich sat back down and noticed that they were far enough away from people that they could not hear. He looked at Lisa in shock. “Did you listen to what she said?” he asked.

“Yes, I heard her, Rich. How could I not hear her? Why did you goad her? You could have played it off like this was a business meeting or something. You didn’t have to go into all of that.”

Lisa cut a piece of salmon and put it towards her mouth. Rich was so angry, he could not even be turned on by her mouth at that moment.

“She was trying to hook me up with Grace again, so I wanted to make it clear to her and Grace, that I was not available. So hopefully that should stop the stupid invitations, the emails and text with pictures of Grace, old pictures of us and all that fake ass shit she is always spouting.”

“All I’m saying is, the woman was blind-sided by that news, which is why she reacted that way. Had she been eased into it, she would have had more time to be fake.”

Rich laughed out loud. “The crazy part about that statement, is that you are serious.” He shook his head. “She insulted you to your face, in front of me and you think I won’t put her in her place. Absolutely not. I will not have that shit if anyone thinks or even – ”

She cut him off. “Then you’re going to be fighting a lot of people because despite what you might think while people may be more tolerant of different races and cultures. They do not always agree with the mixing of them. I don’t care who our President is right now. Don’t get me wrong because this is totally not your fault, but I didn’t feel comfortable coming here anyway. However, that’s a part of your world, so I didn’t say anything because I made a decision to be a part of that world. You don’t have the luxury, Mr. State Senator, to lose your shit because someone is ignorant. I appreciate the gesture, but if you intend to go where you said you are going, you can’t do that by calling old women dried up prunes and alcoholics. Also, because you represent me to when you are putting on the charm and acting a damn fool. I, in the same vein, don’t have that luxury either to lose my cool because I’m a representative for you as well.” She smiled. “Just keep that in mind.”