"Motherfucker at the counter act like he don't want a bunch of niggas checking into his hotel. Man I'll come back from college and buy this motherfucker, make his ass custodion. Well, here we are ladies" Terrence said. Each of us took our gym bags out the truck and headed towards the door. I unlocked it with my card-key, and Terrence handed Marcus his own key. As soon as we stepped into the hallway we were overtaken by the small of fruit and air freshener.

The carpet was red with a thin gold line on either side by the wall, and the walls were painted blood red. This hotel had a thing for red. The room numbers on the door were posted on black marble and the actual numbers were so shiny I wondered if they were real gold. We made our way up to the elevator and had already begun unbuttoning our suits and untucking our shirts. We were ready for the real fun to begin, and Marcus' surprise kept nagging me in the corner of my mind. I could tell he was still slightly tipsy, the motion on the elevator seemed to upset hi a little bit.

Terrence gave him a playful punch in the stomach and he damn near keeled over trying to hit him back. I was in the middle of a good laugh at the sight of these two clowns going back and forth when the elevator finally stopped. Marcus and Terrence's room was only a few doors down, mine was all the way around the corner. I set my bag down on the bed and stood for a second, stuck in amazement at the suite. The walls were a creamy, milky white and the entire wall the bed post was against was a giant mirror. I almost didn't even realize there was a giant mirror right over the bed too. The sheets were, surprise, dark red velvet and the most comfortable sheets I had ever laid my head on. There were four giant pillows that were filled with foam that my head just sunk into. Laying on the bed with my arms up under my head, I surveyed the rest of the room.

Next to the bed there was a dresser, and right in front of the bed there was a fifty inch plasma on the wall. On the other side of the room there were two windows with curtains matching the walls, offering a breathtaking view of the city, even though we were quite far from the city itself. As nice as the sight was, I shut the curtains. I didn't want any distractions when Lauren got up here. I've been horny all night and couldn't wait to put it down on my girl on her special night. Checking out the bathroom, I contemplated bringing the festivities in there. It was certainly spacious enough and definitely set a mood. The counters were white and gray marble, and the shower was a huge stand-up with a bench that could hold three or four people. There was also a jacuzzi that could fit just as many people. I played around with the knobs to see if it worked, and the jets in that thing were something serious.

I rubbed my hands together and grinned, Lauren and I were going to have all kinds of ungodly fun. I changed into some sweats and sneakers and walked down the hall to Terrence and Marcus' room. Nobody answered after a few heavy knocks, so I called Marcus' phone. He answered pretty quickly, "what up Trey?" "Will y'all niggas take your thumbs out your assholes for two seconds and come get the door?" It was a little while longer after hanging up that Terrence came to the door. He abruptly pulled me in the room and I instantly understood why. There were towels on the floor by the front door and the faint smell of pot coming from the bathroom, I could also hear the fan going in there. Their room was just like mine, except there were two beds and a table with two chairs by the window. We joined Marcus in the bathroom and helped burn the rest of a joint.

"Have you heard from your girl yet?" Terrence asked me. "Naw, haven't heard from Marcus about his surprise either. "They should be here in about five" he said plainly. "Well, I'm pretty sure it's strippers so, Terrence, enjoy the lapdance," I teased, patting him in the shoulder. "Marcus, don't do anything stupid, I'll talk to you guys in the morning.

I will take a few mixers on my way out, though." I grabbed three cups of vodka-punch cocktails and let myself out the door. I almost dropped the drinks 'because there were three girls at the door when I stepped out. The first was the shortest, she had short-cropped hair and a smooth, dark complexion. She was carrying a twenty-four pack of Miller. The other two could've been twins, they were both light-skinned with long, brown hair, and even their green eye contacts matched. "Is this Marcus' room?" the short, dark one asked. "Sure, just one second."

I shut the door behind me and set the drinks down on the dresser. Marcus and Terrence were freshening up in the bathroom. "Hurry up bitches, you've got company." Terrence looked a little puzzled while Marcus' face lit up like I had told him Halle Berry was in the room getting undressed. I went back to the door and let the girls in. One of the twins sat at the table with the shorter girl, the other twin made herself comfortable on the bed next to the window.

"I see you girls brought party goods but can I offer you anything to drink? Something to snack on?" I asked, trying my best to be a gentleman. Okay, maybe I was flirting a little, the darker girl wouldn't take her eyes off of me. Marcus interrupted the atmosphere, stepping out of the bathroom. "Hey girls, I thought you were gonna call me when you got downstairs? How'd you all get in?" The girls all looked at each other and giggled. One of the twins said "We're girls, we have our ways," and they all giggled again. "Well, this is my friend Tremaine," Marcus said, resting his hand on my shoulder. "Tremaine, this is Corinthea, and the twins are Tanya and Alisha." I nodded and waved. "Well it looks like it's about to go down in here so I should be headed out. I've got my own festivities to attend to. Nice meeting you girls."

As I was leaving, Terrence came out the bathroom and joined Alisha, or Tanya, over on the bed. I gave Lauren another call on the way back to my room, and it rang about ten times but she didn't pick up. Exhausted and horny, I crashed into my bed and was getting ready to rub one out when my phone went off. "Hey, I've been trying to get a hold of you all night, where are you at girl? I got a friend who's standing about nine inches tall and he's dying to meet you" I said. I could barely understand her reply because there was a lot of racket going on in the background.

"What'd you say sweetie? I can barely hear you" I said. "I'm at a restaurant with some friends. I was hungry so we decided to stop and get something to eat. Do you want me to bring you anything?" "No Lauren, how much longer are you gonna be babe? It's almost one o'clock?" I couldn't believe she went out to eat without me. "I don't know, just a few more minutes maybe-" she was cut off and suddenly I heard Sergio's voice on the other line. "Hey Tremaine, look, we tried calling you but you didn't answer so Lauren's gonna give you a call after we eat, okay? Bye."

This motherfucker actually took my girls phone, mouthed off to me and then hung up on me. He must've been feeling really big on the phone but the next time we meet I was sure to bring him back down to size. I figured she would've tried calling me back right away, but I laid there in silence for a couple of minutes. I contemplated calling her back and cussing both of them out, but decided to send a text instead. Before I could start typing, she sent me a message: 'Sorry, he had a few shots before the restaurant and was upset because our food was taking longer than it should have'.

I replied: 'Well since you guys are having so much fun, don't worry about coming up to the room, I can rub one out by myself. Have a good night.' As soon as the message was sent, I turned my phone completely off. I probably ruined her night but at this point who gave a damn? Her friend just disrespected me, yet again, and she probably didn't say two words to him. If I think about laying a hand on him she's all over me like that's her child or some shit. I love Lauren but sometimes she could be backwards as hell. I mean I was preparing to give her my whole life.

She already had a promise ring that cost me a fortune, and I passed up attending local university in my hometown to follow her to a school in California. It's not like I didn't mind sacrificing for her but it seemed like I was giving a hundred percent and she was just giving seventy-five.

I knew this night would blow over and we'd be all over each other in a few days, but I really wanted her to think about putting her friends before me. I made a conscious decision to ignore her calls for a few days, so she could see that she was the one with the problem. This relationship isn't going to work if she always let's her friends dog me out, then gets on my case when I get mad and push back.

I set my phone down on the counter and left the room. I knocked on Terrence and Marcus' room several times but it was to no avail. "Nigga open the goddamn door, it's Tremaine!" I said as robustly as I could. I heard music playing so I was beginning to think they weren't going to hear me until Corinthea answered the door. "Glad you decided to come back, welcome to the party."