by Jacob Spears
“You’re serious!” Tracy asked.
“What time do you get off?” China asked.
“In five minutes.”
“How ’bout you forget telling my sister I came. I’ll be waiting on you to come out to the parking lot. We’re going to my place. Do you mind?” China asked.
“No, I’m down,” Tracy said as she walked off with a sexy-ass pep in her step.
She has ass, too, China thought.
* * *
Banga pulled up to the trap house and saw Sue Rabbit’s and Guru’s cars outside. He was bringing them re-up money and owed cash to Smooth. Banga was frustrated. He had no more product, and he wasn’t sure if Sue and Guru had any.
“What’s up, Sue Rabbit and Guru?” Banga said, dapping them both when he came inside the trap house.
It was just Sue Rabbit and Guru. Banga didn’t notice any workers. He then handed over the duffel bag that he had brought inside with him.
“Two things, two problems,” Banga started.
Sue grabbed the bags and carried them to the kitchen.
“What’s on your mind, Banga?” Sue Rabbit asked.
“No product and no Smooth. No one knows when he’ll get out of the hospital,” Banga said, shaking his head in frustration.
“Well, our only problem is we need someone to cook. Other than that, we have plenty of product. We don’t know who Smooth had cooking up his shit!” Sue Rabbit said, sparking flame to a blunt.
“Shit! All these fiends. I’m sure all of them know how to cook,” Banga said.
“Yo! I ain’t trusting no fiend, even if I’m watching him cook the shit in front of me!” Sue Rabbit said.
“Then how ’bout we all watch ’im cook it, and then kill his ass when we’re done with him,” Banga suggested.
“Now that we could do! At least I can get over the feeling of being robbed by a fiend. Them muthafuckas would rob you blind butt naked!” Sue Rabbit replied.
“Well, let’s get this shit rolling,” Guru said, clapping his hands, ready to get started.
3
China didn’t waste any time ripping off Tracy’s clothes when they stepped through the front door. Before China brought Tracy into her room, she locked Zorro inside the guest room. She then laid Tracy down on the sofa and kissed her on her sexy lips.
“Ummm!” Tracy moaned.
While kissing her, China rapidly finger-fucked her pussy, inserting an additional finger every couple of strokes.
“Uhhh, shit!” Tracy moaned out when China inserted all four fingers.
China moved down and began sucking on Tracy’s clitoris.
“Damn! This pussy is pretty!” China complimented her while still finger-fucking her.
“Thank you!” Tracy purred loudly.
China cuffed her thumb and balled her hand into a fist and got her hand inside Tracy’s expanding pussy.
Wow! China thought as she rammed her fist into Tracy’s extremely wet pussy.
“Lord! Ummmm! I’m coming!” Tracy shouted out, convulsing and panting.
China pulled out her fist and made Tracy lick it clean.
“Mmmmm!” Tracy exclaimed, tasting her juices.
“Are you satisfied?” China asked.
“Yes, I am. Can I return the favor now?” Tracy asked.
China looked at her watch and saw that she couldn’t spare the time. She had to be back at the hospital with Smooth before visitation hours were over or they wouldn’t let her back to his room.
“Sorry, but I have to get going. Maybe we could link up again.”
“Most definitely, and next time, I’m going first with my toys!” Tracy promised as she kissed China and then put her clothes back on.
China walked Tracy to the door and kissed her once more. When Tracy was gone, China released Zorro, who came running up to her and stood on his back legs, happy to see her.
“I miss you too, baby,” China said to Zorro, who began licking the hand with which she had just fucked Tracy.
“She taste good, huh, boy?” China asked Zorro.
China fed the dog, took a quick shower, and then grabbed her pajamas. She then noticed that the time was 8:45 and visitation ended at 9:00 p.m.
“Let me get out of here,” China said as she dashed out the front door.
* * *
When China walked into the room, she saw the pretty blonde fluffing out Smooth’s pillow and being a little bit too damn friendly. China cleared her throat and made her presence known.
“Oh, you must be China. He’s been telling me a lot about you!” the blonde nurse exclaimed.
“Yes, I am. Is he taken care of?” China asked.
“Of course he is. I’ll leave you two alone to yourself. Ummm,” she said, looking at her Mickey Mouse watch, “I’ll be back at 9:45 p.m. to take his vitals, and then it’s just you two again until 3:00 a.m. Okay?” Sandy the nurse said.
“Okay, thanks for your help,” China said politely while giving Smooth a nasty look.
“You’re welcome,” Sandy said before strutting out of the room.
China walked to the door with Sandy and closed it behind her. She then turned around with her hands on her hips, with an impish grin on her face.
“What’s that look for?” Smooth asked as China walked to the bed, snatched back the covers, and noticed Smooth’s bulge through his hospital gown.
China lifted his gown and grabbed his dick.
“Was it me or her?” China asked. “And be honest!”
“What kind of question is that?” he asked as he leaned forward to kiss China.
When his lips touched hers, her entire body was rocked with an electrifying wave of ecstasy. She let out a soft moan that caused Smooth’s dick to throb even more. Smooth pulled her closer and kissed her on her neck.
“That’s my spot!” China panted.
“Daddy remembers,” Smooth said as he tugged on China’s pajama shirt and let her breasts spill out.
He caressed her right breast and then sucked on her erect nipple.
“What you miss about me?” China asked in a purr.
“Everything, baby! Come out of everything and give me what belongs to me!” Smooth demanded.
“Yes, daddy,” China purred as she disrobed and climbed into bed with Smooth, being careful not to hurt him.
She reversed and squatted down on his dick, and slowly made passionate love to him. Smooth’s mind was blown when he saw how artistic she was now when making love to him.
4
Stone didn’t hear anything on the local news about the death of Smooth, which made him think that Smooth was just another forgotten, irrelevant statistic. He was extremely upset because Smooth was a good connect. Smooth was his lifeline, and now he had no decent connect to cop from. Like he’d promised Smooth, Stone gathered a couple of his goons and traveled from Little Haiti to Chico Town in Miami. On the way, he passed a crime scene where they were bringing out bodies from inside a corner store.
“Someone done flip the Mexican, Ramen!” Stone said to his head goon driving the SUV.
In the backseat were two of his sergeants, Jamaican Joe and Rosco, who were born to kill and only lived to kill.
“Turn on 123rd, man. We hitting the trap house,” Stone directed Ramen.
When Ramen turned down the street, a group of Mexicans was partying at a white rooming house, just as Stone knew they would be on a Friday night. It was one of Juan’s brothels and a place to come do drugs. Ramen slowly drove past the house to peep the scene.
“Go to the end and turn around,” Stone said to Ramen, who did as he was instructed.
When they came back on the scene, Ramen halted two houses down. Stone and the duo in the backseat hopped out with AK-47s and rushed the brothel while simultaneously releasing AK-47 rounds and hitting everything in sight. Stone and his men then ran inside when they’d hit everyone outside, and did a number on everyone indoors as well.
“Muthafuckas, you mess with me money, man!” Stone screamed as he con
tinued to add to the death toll.
Satisfied with their work, Stone and his goons made a successful getaway, leaving behind fifty dead Mexicans who were only out to have a good time.
* * *
“Hey, homie, the brothel just got hit!” Mario shook Juan, waking him from his sleep on the sofa.
Juan awoke deeply confused from an almost wet dream. He hadn’t heard Mario clearly, so he asked him to repeat what he had just said. “What the fuck, homes?”
“Man, somebody just hit the brothel. Fifty are dead!”
“What? Are you serious?” Juan said in complete shock.
“These Negros not playing, homie!” Mario expressed.
Earlier, Juan’s uncle was robbed and then killed at the corner store, and now Juan’s brothel, which was one of his big money spots, was hit. Despite knowing that Mario was serious, Juan still had to go see with his own eyes.
“Come, homes!” Juan said as he grabbed his MAC-11 and stormed out the front door.
He hopped inside his black lowrider Ford F150 truck and drove over to 123rd, where he was met with a serious crime scene.
“Muthafucka!” Juan screamed before he slammed his hand on the steering wheel.
“Call Pascal and tell him to get everybody together. This shit is not going to fly over our heads, homie!” Juan said to Mario, who was already on the phone informing Pascal about what the boss was ordering.
* * *
“God damn! Look at this shit!” Sue Rabbit said to Guru and Banga, who were watching the fiend named Jeffery cook up the coke.
Sue had the television in the living room blasting on Channel 7 News.
“Breaking news here in Miami on 123rd, also known as Chico Town. A mass killing has taken place at the brothel behind me. Sadly, fifty people were killed. Metro-Dade police are investigating this and now are considering it to be a hit on M-13 gang affiliates. If you have any knowledge of the killers or people involved, please call our hotline at 800-447-8621. This is the second homicide in Chico Town today. Please! I’m Rachel Lopez reporting live for Channel 7 News,” the reporter stated.
“Damn! Looks like somebody was really upset with the M-13s.”
“Fuck ’em. We see they getting it, too. They tried taking our nigga out, so we take them. We got lil niggas ready to catch any of them creeping this way,” Sue Rabbit said.
Sue was paying some goons to keep an eye out for any Mexicans coming through. He knew how vulnerable they looked without Smooth, especially since folks thought he was dead.
“Just continue to stay on point. Yo! I need fifty of them things, Jeffery, so I can hit up my clientele. So put some speed to that whip game you got,” Banga said to the fiend who was converting coke in a pot into a rock substance.
“You’ve been saying that shit all night. Like I said, hurry up!”
Tat! Tat! Tat! Tat! Tat!
Everyone heard the nearby shots and then looked at each other without moving.
“That’s a choppa!”
“No, a TEC-9, nephew!” Jeffery corrected Banga.
The shots continued, and everyone could hear the distinctive shots of exchanging gunfire.
Chop! Chop! Chop!
“Now that’s a choppa, nephew,” Jeffery said while whipping fast.
“Watch him,” Sue said as he grabbed his AK-47 off the sofa and then stormed out the front door.
When Sue Rabbit saw the Chevy Impala with the Mexicans hanging out the window, he aimed at the Impala’s back end and squeezed while his lil niggas held down the block with their AK-47s.
Chop! Chop! Chop! Chop!
Sue Rabbit surprised the Mexicans in the car and caused them to step on the gas and flee from the entrapment.
Damn! Something quieter would have knocked buddy’s ass out! Sue Rabbit said to himself.
With the threat gone, niggas came from behind their shields with their hot AK-47s.
Whoever it was realized quickly that they had come down the wrong block to start a gun fight, Sue Rabbit thought as one of his goons named Mall walked up to him with his AK-47 strapped across his chest.
“I guess they think we slipping at three o’clock in the morning!” Mall said.
Sue Rabbit raised his hand in the air and got a high five from Mall, who was a ruthless eighteen-year-old who had dropped out his first year in high school. He was swarthy looking, stood five eight, and weighed 186 pounds. Without his teeth, no one would see him. And that’s exactly how he had tricked the Mexicans.
“Good job, my nigga!” Sue Rabbit said.
Boom!
Sue Rabbit heard a shot go off in the apartment. He quickly went to investigate, when he stepped inside and saw Banga in the kitchen with his Glock .40 in hand and no Jeffery. He knew half of what was going on. When he walked into the kitchen, he found Jeffery on the floor in front of the stove with a pool of blood beneath his head. He was dead.
“What? You thought he was gonna live? I bet the nigga socks full of dope, and we watched, too,” Banga said, getting a smile from Sue Rabbit and a chuckle out of Guru.
Sue Rabbit pulled out his iPhone and called his clean-up crew, who would come and dispose of Jeffery’s body.
“Hello!”
“Get over here. I got a job for y’all!” Sue said into his phone before hanging up. “I guess this means he’s done with everything?” Sue asked.
“Everything on time,” Banga said.
5
Two months later
It was quite a shocker when everyone learned that Smooth wasn’t dead as many of his enemies and Stone had thought. For two months, Smooth had been letting Sue Rabbit run things while he moved around very little during his recovery. He was always home and making love to China when she was home from work. She had gotten herself a job at Roxy’s and brought him home something delicious every night. Despite her unwillingness, she would always drive to New York with Smooth to see Jefe. For China’s loyalty, Jefe bought her a new candy-apple-red Mercedes McLaren.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Smooth was ready to step back into the city with his niggas. He adjusted the Chicago Bulls cap on his head and pulled it over his ears. He still had to get used to missing an ear.
“It’s time to go get this money,” Smooth said as he inserted a round in both of his Glock .40s.
Sue Rabbit and Guru were sending niggas out on every corner to kill M-13 Mexicans. A Mexican with a blue bandana meant “kill on sight” to Smooth, and that’s exactly what he and his men were doing. Thanks to Spencer, Smooth had learned of Juan José, the leader of the M-13s. Their beef was known, and Smooth was ready to catch Juan and Mario slipping. But they were smart and knew the art of war, unlike Smooth, who was making yet another mistake by stepping back on the front line instead of letting his soldiers hold him down.
“Zorro, come!” Smooth called out before grabbing his leash to take him for a walk.
When Zorro came to him, Smooth snapped his leash to his collar and then proceeded out the door.
* * *
China was working her ass off at Roxy’s with her friends Jane and Tabby, who she had promised to set up with apartments and a job. She had even set them up on their first dates—one-night stands.
Tracy and China were still seeing each other and growing closer, something that Smooth was unaware of. China had no clue why she couldn’t tell him about her girlfriend yet. It had been two months, and it was eating at her conscience that she was hiding something from him.
“I gotta tell him soon. I can’t keep holding back from him, Tracy,” China said, after eating her pussy in the parking lot during lunch break.
“Well, just tell him. How do you think he’ll react?” Tracy asked.
“His birthday is coming up in two weeks. How about we give him a nice birthday present?” China questioned.
“A threesome?”
“Yeah, just us three,” China said.
“Can I ask you a question for a truthful answer?”
“Yeah! Go ahead!” China answered.
“Do he has a big dick?”
“Does me eating that phat-ass pussy of yours feel good to you?” China answered a question with a question, giving Tracy her answer as well.
“I have another question.”
“What’s that?” China inquired.
“Would you let him fuck me in my ass while you fuck me with a dildo?”
China chuckled and almost pissed herself. She loved how Tracy was so blunt and an impudent freak.
“Girl, you’re too much!”
“Come on! Answer the question!” Tracy purred as she slid over to China and kissed her softly.
They were in Tracy’s big-body SUV behind tinted windows and loved to have quickies on their lunch breaks. Tracy’s head was gone over China, and China loved her back.
“Yeah, we will accommodate all your freaky needs, okay?” China laughed.
“Look! There’s your sister. She’s looking for us.” Tracy pointed out Roxy, who was standing at the front door with her hands on her hips and staring daggers at Tracy’s truck.
“Let’s go, because I don’t want to hear her mouth,” China said as she opened the door to step out.
When Roxy saw China step out, she walked back inside, seeing that she had made her point very clear.
* * *
When Amanda heard knocking at her front door, she quickly put on her robe to cover herself, and walked over to the door. When she opened it, she was happy to see Smooth standing in her doorway with a duffel bag.
“Hey, handsome. You chilling or dropping off?” she asked.
Since China had come home and he had been stopping by, Amanda and Smooth hadn’t dealt with each other sexually, and it bothered Amanda because she wanted to feel him inside her. Smooth could see the loss in her eyes. But he didn’t want to cheat on China.
It isn’t like she isn’t home. Her being in prison was another thing, but she isn’t now, Smooth thought.
Smooth’s silence of contemplation spoke loudly to Amanda.