Oh Lord, Help Me Keep My Panties on - By Lynda Burton Page 0,46
I pulled my carry-on suitcase through the terminal.
When I exited the terminal, I spotted my cousins Butch and Ralph from Maryland at the end of the platform looking for me to exit through the doors. I waved to them and walked in their direction. Welcome to Las Vegas they said in unison as they greeted me with kisses and hugs. Butch threw my suitcase in the trunk and Ralph jumped behind the wheel and we headed down the strip. Butch and Ralph had flown in to Vegas two days earlier and checked into the Mirage Hotel. Then Butch informed me that he met with the manager of the hotel and arranged for a whole wing of the hotel to be set aside for the other ninety-two family members who had arrived the day before me. Damn, that’s great, to have all of our rooms on the same floor. Las Vegas was all of that and a bag of chips! It’s truly all about the nightlife! Nonstop go!
For the next four days, it was fun in the sun with ninety-two of my crazy relatives! During the day, we would break up into groups. Some of us would spend the morning at the hotel pool or go sightseeing. The others would try out their luck at the casinos or taking in one of the many shows. At night, we ate together in one of the reserved dining rooms and cut it up! All in all, I had a great time seeing my long lost relatives. I tell you, family reunions are great! Well, before I knew it, my five days were up, and I was back on a plane, this time with fifty-six of my family members. Now can you imagine how these folks acted up on the plane after four days in Las Vegas? Shit, as they say, what goes on in Vegas, stays in Vegas! My mouth is zipped. Our plane landed at Kennedy Airport around 10:30 PM, and as we made our way to the collect our luggage at the baggage area, we kissed and hugged each other good-bye. As I turned around to say good-bye to my aunts, I spotted Kavon standing near the end of the baggage area gate holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands. I rushed over to him and gave him a big hug. We waved to the rest of my luggage retrieving relatives and grabbed my bags and walked out of the terminal hand in hand. When we reached his car, he whispered in my ear that he wanted to make love to me, and if I didn’t hurry up, he would pull over on the shoulder of the parkway and get in the backseat! I laughed at the thought and jumped in the car. Thank goodness, the ride home was fast because as we pulled in front of my house, I was already half undressed!
I opened the front door and was greeted by Hobbs. “Hi Hobbie, I missed you!” I said excitedly. I gave him a big hug and gave him a treat. Hobbs jumped around the room then motioned for me to let him outside. As I closed the back door, Kavon was bringing the last of my luggage in from the car. At that point, we didn’t waste any time, right there on the couch we made love. We woke up sometime around midnight and decided to go for a ride on his bike. Kavon dressed and went home to drop off his car and to pick up his bike. When he returned, I was dressed and ready to go. We jumped on the parkway and headed toward the city. We ended up on Sixth Avenue in the west village and walked around and ended up at a little jazz club off Seventh Avenue. We listened to music for about an hour then decided to take the long way home. We zipped around the traffic on the West Side Highway and slowed down when we traveled across town on 125th Street. After the riding the various parkways toward Long Island, we were back at my house. Kavon seemed a little distracted and opted to go home.
The next two weeks were uneventful. I went to work, to the gym, and the club on Sunday evenings. While at the club, I continued to search through the crowd for my mystery man, but he was nowhere to be found. Had something happen to him? I prayed he wasn’t one of the missing