Safe Sex

Trojans is a self professed pimp. He gets it in all over the country. Just recently, actually, Trojans spent a weekend in Miami and had a ball down there. He was on the beach everyday til 5 a.m. gettin' his play on. Most of his damage is done at home, however. Locally, Trojans prowls through the bars and clubs to find his prey. According to him, it's very rare that he doesn't get some action.

Trojan was a beast on the basketball court when he played for me once upon a time. Aggressive is the best adjective I could use to describe his game. In every aspect of the game, he was relentless. I love coaching those types of players. He didn't need me to hype him up before a game. It was all or nothing every time Trojan set foot on the court...

One night we got together for drinks to catch up. It had been awhile since we got to shoot the breeze. As we spoke, I couldn't help but drift back to when I met Trojans as an 18 year old. The first time we met, he was kickin' it in the middle of campus to some co-ed as students zipped by him on the way to and from class. Just as I was approaching, she gave him a kiss on the cheek. When I asked if she was his girlfriend, he told me she was just a groupie. Five years later, Trojans was on the same tip. All he talked about other than basketball were women and money.

Trojans and I always had a very open line of communication. He told me everything--and I mean EVERYTHING. Sometimes his thoughts crossed the line. I did my best not to shut Trojan down because his willingness to share gave me opportunities to advise him. One night, Trojans texted me because he wanted to talk. I knew my outing with him would be interesting. As adults, I felt far more comfortable listening to his wild stories.

Trojans: You remember that married chick I told you I was messing with way back?
Me: Yeh. What happened with that?
Trojans: Man, she got pregnant.
Me: So you're gonna be a dad now?!?!
Trojans: Hell nah! I brought her to the clinic. She got rid of that real quick!
Me: How do you feel about it? How did she feel?
Trojans: We both good. I know she didn't wanna have to break that news to her husband. I lucked out. Haha!
Me: You weren't wearing a condom?
Trojans: Haha. Nah. Haha. I nutted in her!
Me: Dog, are you serious? You weren't wearing a condom?
Trojans: Why would I?
Me: Are you serious? Because you don't wanna be getting women pregnant and you don't want an STD!
Trojans: It's whatever, man. Haha. I just ask em if they clean, then I nut in em--especially if they look good!