"Why do you keep talking shit every time there's people
around?" Lourdes asked. "If you want to talk about this fine, but
I don't need an audience!"
Pullo laughed. "Are you happy about this? Did you get
everything you came for?"
"What really bothers you?" Lourdes yelled. "That I found out
about all your baggage that you were too much of a coward to
"Coward?!" He exclaimed.
"I think the parties over." Lourdes could hear Lolita saying
to some people.
"Did you think you could keep me in the dark forever?"
Pullo turned and slammed his hands hard against the wall. "It
wasn't about that!" He yelled.
"Yeah, parties over," Dalia said, "maybe we should starting
seeing people out."
"I see you," Lourdes said, "I see you clearly. And there's no
mystery or method to your madness. You're just a pissed off, type
A male, who was duped by a girl." Pullo said nothing. But his
eyes said it all. He was fucking pissed. She had touched a nerve.
"That's it." Lourdes said making the connection the longer he
stayed silent. "Is it that you underestimated me?" She asked
smartly. "It bothers you that you don't have all the control.
Well buddy, I guess you met your match."
Somebody turned off the music. The house had their full
"If you think," Pullo paused, "that I'm going to let you get
away with this-"
"Will you stop! I mean honestly, you act like I murdered your
dog or something!"
"You treacherous bitch!" He yelled. Yeah he was drunk, he was
pissed. She could let that slide, she could let him get away with
that. But...nah, did he just call her bitch?
"Oh I bet you say that to all your wives." Lourdes cracked.
"You really know how to sweet talk a girl." Lourdes watched his
face as the realization came to him that she knew more about his
personal life than just what the military files
"Lourdes don't you fucking push me!" Pullo
"You stuck a gun between my legs!" She screamed. "You're
lucky that's all I did!"
Yep, the party was over. Lita and Dalia handed people their
coats as they tried to usher everyone out
Lourdes felt a strange sensation, she was starting to tingle
and go numb. Fuck! She forgot about the pill again, this was a
bad time to be hitting like this. She turned away from everybody,
walking quickly to Pullo's room. She shut the door behind her,
and went and stood in a corner. "Oh no." She whispered to
herself. She couldn't be high like this, in the situation that
she was in. She heard the bedroom door open and close behind her,
but she couldn't worry about that right now. She put her both her
palms to her head, covering her eyes, and turned to face the
wall. "Oh god." She whispered to herself. She tried to breathe
slow and deep, and let the overwhelming euphoria take
Pullo walked up slowly behind her. He couldn't quite tell
what she was doing. Her head was in her hands, her shoulders
convulsed softly, it seemed as if she was weeping. He stood still
for a moment, contemplating what to do. He put his hands on the
back of her shoulders. "Don't cry." He said sternly. "You don't
get to do that."
Lourdes continued to softly convulse, not removing her hands
from her face. Pullo's hands on her back felt good, but she wish
he'd shut up.
Pullo took his hands from her shoulders, rubbing her back and
letting them drop down to her waist. He hugged her from behind.
"Stop it," he said, kinder this time, "I can't stand to see a
That felt better. His arms around her felt nice. She closed
her eyes. "Don't let go." She whispered.
He rested his head on the back of hers. "We're not even close
to resolving this," he said, "you gotta pull it
She removed her palms away from her eyes, then turned around
to face him. She couldn't look at him just yet, her whole high
counted on weather she peeked in a positive environment. She put
her hands on his waist and rested her head on his chest. Pullo
held her until she stopped convulsing. She felt great. The
intense peeking sensation evened out to a blissful high. And with
Pullo still holding on to her, everything was magical. All her
inhibitions were released.
"Stop crying," he said, "you're trying to make me forgive
you, it's too soon."
"I'm not crying," she mumbled with her head still buried in
his chest, "I'm peeking."
Pullo grabbed her by the back of her head, pulling her away
from his chest so he could look at her face to face. Not one
tear. No bloodshot eyes. He pushed her away from him and took a
step back. "You are unbelievable." He said
"So I've been told." Lourdes said trying not to smirk. She
ran her fingers through her curly hair, then pulled it back into
a loose bun. How can such a small pill make everything feel soooo
great, with every touch and feel? She rested the back of her head
against the wall. She had to remember not to stay lock jawed or
grind her teeth, but she really really wanted
There was a soft knock at the door, which they both
"You stood there and let me think you were crying." He
"No I didn't," she said taking a step towards him and closing
the gap between them, "I couldn't function. I needed a moment,
until it all passed." It was hard for her to even focus now, but
she wanted to appear like she cared. But him being mad at her
wasn't an option anymore. At least, not until she came back
"Why would you go and get high, when you know we're having a
beef?" He asked.
Lourdes was suddenly feeling very warm, She took off her
leather jacket and tossed it in a chair. She turned and smiled at
him, saying nothing. She had already forgot the
"I can't deal with you like this." He said turning away from
"So don't." She laughed.
"I'll drive you home." He offered.
"Nah-ah, you're not taking me home like this." She
"You should go and crash in another room then." He
"Nope." She said grabbing his arm and squeezing his bicep.
She couldn't help herself.
"No?" He turned back.
"No." She said smiling. His shirt was so soft. She let go of
his arm and put both her hands on his shoulders. She clasped her
hands around his neck and kissed him. He kissed her back,
forgetting to be angry for a moment. Lourdes giggled and pulled
"Your loaded!" He said grabbing her wrist and taking them
from around his neck, but still holding them in both his
"And your drunk, so what's your point?" Her wrist were
tingling where he was squeezing them. She leaned forward and
kissed him again, then pulled her hands away. He seemed
There was another soft knock at the door. Lourdes walked over
to the bed and layed on it. The down comforter was so soft, she
wanted to wrap it all around her.
"Everything okay in there?" Lita's voice came quietly from
the outside. Pullo watched Lourdes, staring at her in disbelief.
He walked to the door and opened it. Lita and Dalia were standing
there. "What did you give her?" He asked.
"A, b, c, d, e, e, e." Lourdes sang from the bed. She sat up,
leaned forward and unzipped her boots. She tossed them on the
floor and giggled.
"Don't worry," Lita said smiling and motioning her hands all
over the place, "she's fine, just don't freak her out." She look
back and forth between the Lourdes and Pullo and started giggling
also. Lourdes could tell she must of peeked
"You've got to be kidding." He said. "What? Did you all take
the same thing?"
Lita put her index finger to her lips. "Shh." She said.
"Don't tell anybody." She and Dalia both
"Oh man." Pullo said walking away from the door. He went and
sat down on the edge of the bed next to
"I feel like swimming." Lourdes said. "Who's up for
"Yes!" Dalia said from the doorway.
Pullo looked at all three of them
"Um Pullo? You know Dalia right?" Lita asked, still grinning,
"Hi!" Dalia said waving.
"I don't believe this." He said. "I'm not babysitting the
three of you all night."
"You should be so lucky." Lita giggled.
"It's okay," Lourdes nudged him with her shoulder, "you don't
have to. We can all handle big fun." She looked at Dalia. "Meet
you by the pool?"
"Yes!" Dalia said turning to leave.
"No." Lita said. "No swimming. We were just leaving.
"Oh yeah." Dalia said frowning slightly.
"I feel like dancing." Lita said.
"Ooooh," Lourdes smiled, "that sounds like
"Wanna come?" Lita asked, cutting her eyes at Pullo. "I can
give you a ride home after. Or you can crash at my place." This
was Lourdes' chance to escape. She should probably take it. Pullo
looked at Lourdes. "You want me to go?" She asked. He was silent.
He said nothing. "Pullo," she said sweetly, "how bad does all
this really have to hurt?" He sat there silently, still not
saying anything. Lourdes realized, for the first time tonight, he
actually didn't want to discuss this with the two of them
Lourdes looked at Lita. "I think I'll crash here. I feel like
getting wet anyway."
"Alright." Lita said nodding her head. "So you'll be alright
"Yep." Lourdes smiled, barely able to sit
"And when I check on you two in the morning, both parties
better still be breathing."
"We're fine." Pullo assured her.
Lourdes stood up and walked barefoot to the front door to see
them out. "Nice meeting you Dalia," she said, "sorry it was under
"I'll see you in a couple of days." Dalia waved goodbye. Lita
turned and looked at Lourdes. "You two be good." She said. "I
don't have bail money, just so you know!"
Lourdes laughed. "Fat chance, not with the drugs I'm on. Come
on," she said, "give us a hug, and off you go." She embraced her,
giving her a quick squeeze, then said goodnight. Lourdes closed
the door, then turned and walked down the hallway and stood in
the door frame of Pullo's room. "I'm going outside," she said,
Pullo looked up at her leaning forward, still sitting on the
bed. "Yes." He said. Lourdes twirled around to
"Lourdes?" He said.
She turned back around.
She slinked up to him slowly. She didn't want to talk
anymore. It had been a long weekend. She stood in front of him,
she knelt down, bending her knees and sitting on the back of her
legs. "Yes darling?" She smiled, tilting her head up at
"What makes you think we can get past this?" He
She put a hand on each of his legs. She slowly rubbed her
hands up and down his thighs. The sensation of her hands going up
and down his jeans felt fantastic. "Can't we just table this
until the morning?" She asked. "I really really need to just
chill out now."
"No," he said, "I won't be able to sleep like
"Who said anything about sleeping?" She asked. She pushed his
legs further apart, still running her hands up and down
"Be serious." He said.
"I am." She said, tilting her head up to kiss
Pullo pulled away.
Lourdes stood up and walked out of the room. He was killing
her high and she wasn't even close to coming down, so she needed
to change the scenery. She went and turned on the heat to the
pool, then slid the glass door open and stepped outside. She took
off her long dangling silver earrings. Then took off her top and
pants, sitting everything down neatly on the ground. She walk
over and sat on the edge of the pool and let her long legs dangle
in the water, until it was warm enough for her. Lourdes eased
herself in the water, immersed to the top of her head, then came
back up. She felt so good. She layed on her back floating around,
looking up at the stars. She smiled as they seemed to sparkle.
She was almost lost in la la land, until the glass door opened.
She came up, pulling herself to the wall of the pool and watched
Pullo as he walked towards her. He squatted down leaning over
her. "Come out of the water." He said.
She smiled, shaking her head. "You come
"We still need to talk." He said.
"Are you breaking up with me?" She asked
"Lourdes I want you to be serious." He
"Because if you're dumping me, just say so." She continued.
"If not, then get your ass in this water."
"This might be a deal breaker for me." He said honestly. "And
the fact that you don't even seem to care-"
really can't get over this?" She asked bobbing up and down in the
water. "I mean, I'm the one who should be running
life, given what I know
Pullo studied her saying nothing. Finally he spoke. "Are you
saying I'm a liability because I have a
"Yes!" She said. "We all have a past, but you seem to have a
bigger one than most."
He shook his head in anger.
"Pullo," she said, "what do you want from me? Don't ask
questions that you don't want to know the answer to. I'm so damn
high, of course I'm going to answer you
He stood up and unbuttoned his shirt. Lourdes smiled as
kicked off his Stacy Adams to the ground and took off his jeans.
"Maybe you're right." He said walking over to the steps of the
water. "Maybe we should table this until the
"Not so fast," she said, "you're forgetting something." She
pointed to his boxers.
"You're still wearing your bra and panties." He
"So?" She teased.
Pullo stepped back from the steps and pulled down his shorts.
Then he dived fully into water, swimming up behind
Lourdes turned around, hanging on to the edge of the pool
with one hand. Once Pullo reached her, she stayed propped up,
holding on to him. "Just for tonight," he said as he kissed her,
"will I let this go."
Lourdes pulled back smiling. "I don't think so." She said as
she wrapped her legs around his waist. "That doesn't work for
"What?" He asked, he was starting to get hard
because you're letting me off the hook while I'm high, doesn't
mean that you get kitty
"That's what you think." He said kissing her again as she
squeezed her legs tighter around him.
"I'm not stupid," she said pulling away, "I'm not giving up
one last hoorah, just to be put out on my ass in the
"On your ass," he said breathing hard, "is the only place I
want to be, right now." Pullo unclasped her satin black bra from
the front, slipping it off her shoulders and letting it float
away in the water. Now he was the one who wasn't interested in
"We either forgive each other or we don't." Lourdes said.
"Right here, right now."
"I thought we were tabling this." He said pushing her back
against the wall attempting another kiss.
Lourdes unwrapped her legs from around his waist and reached
down in the water. "We're tabling our issues to be worked out at
a later date," she said grabbing a hold of his cock, "but if
we're over..." She trailed off but continued to stroke
"Don't be such a fuckin tease." He said, making no attempt to
remove her hand. "Don't you think I know what your
"Well I should hope so," she breathed heavily, finally
letting him kiss her, "I think I'm making it pretty clear how I
want this to work out."
"You're not going to get me to forgive you just because your
good with your hands." He smiled, for the first time
"I'm not?" She asked innocently, letting him go. "Because I'm
pretty good with my mouth too."
Pullo laughed. He grabbed her face and kissed her hard. She
moaned softly. She could tell she had won him over. He pulled
away and turned her around to face the wall of the pool. She
reached up out of the water and put both hands on the cold
cement. She closed her eyes feeling triumphant. Pullo pressed his
body up against hers and rested his head along side her ear.
Lourdes could feel him tugging at the satin strings on her
panties. Each side came loose as he untied them. He yanked them
free. She could feel the underwear floating away. Then he spoke
quietly, but clearly in her ear. "Don't you ever do that
Lourdes kept her eyes closed, she knew what he meant. She
said nothing. The tone of his voice was meant to sound menacing,
but it only turned her on.
Pullo wrapped one hand around her waist, then pulled his
other hand out of the water and wrapped it around her throat. "Do
you hear me?" He asked.
Lourdes sucked in her breath, but kept her eyes closed. She
nodded her head.
"Good." He said.
"So we forgive each other then?" She
He took his hand from around her throat and reached down into
the water. His right hand pressed against her pelvis and his left
hand held her from the back. "My forgiveness comes at a price."
Lourdes gasp out loud as he inserted fingers in her from both
ends. Her hand right hand flew up in the air and she reached
behind her grabbing the back of his head. She was ready to lose
"If you really want my forgiveness," Pullo said still working
quickly with his hands, "you'll show me just how sorry you really