by Mesha Mesh
I put the disk in the dvd player and sat in the closest seat that I could get to. I sat patiently and watched the screen for about five minutes before I grabbed the remote to fast forward. Right when I got ready to click the button something came on that caught my attention. The cashier took some money out of the register and offered it to a little girl who looked no older than ten years old. It appears that she is telling him something but without any sound I can’t really tell. He comes from behind the register and locked the front door.
The little girl starts shaking her head and looks to be yelling so he rushed over to her and put his hand over her mouth and drug her to the back. She’s kicking and trying to fight but it doesn’t seem to faze him. I fast forward a few minutes because I can’t see them anymore. The store clerk comes out about ten minutes later but the little girl hasn’t returned. At this point I’m glad I killed that sick fuck and I hope that little girl is okay.
I continue to fast forward until I see the outside of the store. I’m talking to the punks and I noticed when Dark appeared. I placed the tape on pause so that I could get a good look at myself; my eyes tell it all. The whites of my pupils have disappeared and there is nothing but blackness where the white should be. I feel myself leaving but I have seen myself in action. While I was studying myself my brother buzzed at the gate. I pressed the button on my phone to let him in then waited until he walked in the room to press play again.
“I know you didn’t call me over here to watch home movies.” Infamous stated while at the bar pouring himself a drink.
“Nah Bro, if you just hush your mouth and watch then you will see why I called.” I replied with a disturbed look on my face.
The whole seen played out in a two minute time frame and what I saw surprised the hell out of me!
Chapter 5
Truth
The day was nice and warm so I decided to take a run around the lake by my home. I had a goodnights sleep and I haven’t been called for a job in a couple of weeks so I got some time to myself to enjoy a little of the money I have earned. I had been thinking about Legend but I wanted to wait to see if he would call me first. I can’t tell you what it is about that man or what made me do it but I couldn’t help myself. When I saw those dudes attacking my future, I just flipped. I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself if I turned a blind eye and walked away. It’s something about Mr. Legend that made me want to make sure he was good before I burned off. Don’t get me wrong, he was holding his own with those peons but I just had to.
I didn’t want him to know it was me so after I threw the knife I ducked around to the back of the store where my car was parked and burned off. It has been a few days since then and I still haven’t heard from him so I have been battling myself about calling. Bzzzbzzzz, the phone rings startling me out of my thoughts. I reached for and saw that it was Legend. I had the biggest grin on my face and I had to get myself together before I answered.
“Hello,” I answered in my phone sex operator voice.
“Hi, may I speak with Trutice?” said the deep, sexy, voice on the other end.
“This is she, may I ask who’s speaking?” my mind was boggled but not enough to stop me from jogging. I have only given my number to a couple of people but I hope it’s who I have been thinking about.
“Hey beautiful, this is Legend,” was all I heard and enough to make my run halt.
“Hello, Mr. Legend, nice of you to finally call. I was starting to think you forgot about me,” I sassed.
“Never that beautiful. I just had some things that I had to take care of so when I did talk to you, I could give you my undivided attention. I was wondering if you and your girls would like to join me and the fellas tonight at the Diamond club,” he said with a smile in his voice.
“Sure that will be great. What time should we meet sir?” I answered while trying to control the excitement in my voice.
“We will be there around eleven o’clock so see you then beautiful. I will add your name to the list and that will take care of everything for you and your girls,” he said.
“See you then handsome,” I flirted back.
I was so excited that I ran back to the house to change and head to the mall. I called up Myst to see what she had planned for the night. As always she was down to ride. I took a quick shower and quickly found me something to throw on for the day. Every time I get out the house I have to be super fly and today was no different. I chose my Donna Karen Stencil patchwork dress with a pair of Gucci Mallory crystal embedded suede sandals to top it off. Cute and classy!
I got in the shower and lathered up with my favorite scent of Vicki’s Love Spell. While bathing my mind drifted back to Legend and my nipples stood erect. Ummmm, I twirled my nipple between my finger and my ever so warm juices began to drip down my legs. I cocked one leg over the tub and leaned my back against the wall. With my other hand I began to rotate my finger on my pearl until I felt it swell. I was so engrossed with myself that I forgot I was on a time limit.
I slowly put one finger then two into my honey spot. I arched my back and rode the waves of my fingers until I felt a tightness in the pit of my stomach that let me know I was near my release. I started going in and out in circular motions until I felt my entire love come down and drench my hand and legs. I let out a scream that would have made the neighbors think that I was in danger; if they only knew what I was doing in here all by myself.
Once out the shower I took my sweet time to lather my body and get myself together. I had to make sure that I hit every crease and crevice because I am a chocolate honey so I have to make sure that there are no ash spots anywhere. Time was passing by very fast and I knew I had to get on the road now if I want to find the perfect outfit for tonight so I decided to wear my hair in its natural state. I added a little moisturizer to it so that the curls can set and got dressed.
I dabbed a bit of Juicy Couture perfume behind my ears, neck, wrist and sweet spot, then applied a little nude lipstick by Mac and prepared to leave. I snatched my keys off the nightstand and hurriedly ran to my garage to pick out my car for the day. Today I decided to go with my blue nine-eleven Carrera four-s Cabriolet. I let the top down, threw on my Prada shades, backed out of the garage and headed to pick up Myst in McKinney, TX.
It only took me forty-five minutes to get to my girl, when I pulled up she came out and locked the door. Myst is a very beautiful woman and if I were gay then she would be my lady. Myst is a red bone who stands five feet seven inches with small b cups that sit high and a nice round bottom to go with that. She has red hair with blonde highlights that she wears in a bob. Today she has on a gold Brunello Cucinelli sequined single cold shoulder top with white wide cuffed Monili belt pants and some gold and white Gucci loafers. We are killing the scene and haven’t even made it anywhere yet.
“Hey Boo!” Myst says while kissing my cheek after she got in.
“Hey Chic, you are looking absolutely stunning today girl. Now hurry up so we can go,” I replied.
“I want to know about this mystery man and do you know if he has any boys for me? I might need to add me a couple more men to the stable,” she laughed.
“His name is Legend, I can’t stop thinking about him, and his boys will be at the club tonight,” I told her all in one breathe.
Myst looked at me with her eyebrows raised and the goofiest look on her face and said, “Let me find out you are already falling for this man.”
I couldn’t do anything but laugh at her silly butt as I shook my head. Myst buckled in and I crunk up the music and we were off into the wind. We shopped at the Galleria Mall for three hours before I finally decided to get an all-white Blayr asymmetrical faux wrap dress from BCBG. Myst decided on a pair of black high waist skinny pants and a red and black cropped top sleeveless fur vest. With our fits for the night already together we decided to get lunch then head home so that we could get dressed.
Chapter 6
Myst
I love my friend but if she is alr
eady in love I am going to scream. I hate it when she does that. Truth is one of the craziest broads I know but also the most gullible. When she falls she falls hard. I met Truth when I was five, we were the pretty girls so we stayed getting picked on. At the time I was the less aggressive of the two. One day on the way home from school three girls jumped me. Truth didn’t know me at all but that didn’t stop her from hitting the biggest girl over the head with a brick out of the yard of the house where they were jumping me.
After she hit the big one in the head she dropped the rock and stood back to back with me until someone broke us up. From that day forward we had been joined at the hip. I love me some her and maybe I just don’t understand love because I have never been in love before. The one time I thought I did, it was so wrong on so many levels. Don’t think because I haven’t been in love that I am against it, I just do not trust a man as far as I can see him. Men can be some of the most lying, conniving, cut throat people. I blame my father for my trust issues because it started with his sorry ass. Promise after promise and lie after lie he fed me until I got tired. Then the situation with my step dad creeping into my room at night doesn’t help.
My mom left for work every day at the same time. We stayed in a pretty nice three bedroom brick house in South Dallas off of Dunbar St. My mom worked in North Dallas at Parkland hospital as a premature baby nurse. She worked the late shift from seven to eleven. With that shift my mom and I rarely got to spend time together. She would be home during the day while I was at school and by the time I made it she would be getting ready for work. She would leave at six thirty every evening so that she can make it to work before her shift starts.
My mom had been with my stepdad since I was three years old. At first he was the best stepdad that a girl could ever have. He would do all the things that my dad promised but never came through for. I loved him so much that I began to call him dad instead of Mr. Frank. He would help me with my homework, prepare my dinner and tuck me in at night. I never had to ask for anything twice and he never told me no. Even when my mom would say no, he would come behind her back and give me whatever it was that I asked for. I suppose all good things must come to an end one day.
By the time I turned thirteen my hips started to spread and my breast had blossomed into the b cups that I have today. My hair reached the middle of my back and my mom said that it was okay for me to wear eyeliner and lip gloss. I don’t have the biggest breast but they are enough to get a man’s attention. I had a very nice shape for a thirteen year old girl and with my mom missing so much of my life by working at the hospital she made sure I had all the nicest things. I was the flyest girl on the block and I knew it.
The boys started paying me more attention and so did Mr. Frank. I noticed how he started looking at me as if I was a piece of meat that he could eat for dinner. Anytime that he was around me I felt that he was undressing me with his eyes. It started to get so bad that I began to stay in my room when I was home and I tried to avoid him as much as possible. When I used the restroom I made sure to lock the door because I was afraid he would try to come in or something. My intuition had proven to be correct.
The night that he had finally built up enough courage to try me was the night that our relationship really changed. It happened while I was in the shower singing and dancing. I had a good day at school and was singing my butt off under the water because my crush asked me out to a party with him. I was on cloud nine and my day couldn’t have gotten any better so it got worse. It was the Friday that we had gotten out and the beginning of spring break. I was under the water shaking my butt in the shower with my eyes closed practicing how I was going to dance on my date with Chris at his birthday party a few hours later.
After a few moments it was as if I could feel a set of eyes on me but I didn’t pay it any attention. The shower door slowly crept open and I could feel the cool air hit my skin. I immediately opened my eyes and there was Mr. Frank butt naked stroking his long dick. I had never seen one up close and personal before and the one he had frightened the hell out of me. It had to be at least ten inches long with a big mushroom head and thick veins down the side. I reacted by stepping as far under the water as I could. My back hit the wall and I couldn’t go any further.
“Dad, what are you doing in here? I know I locked the door so how did you get in? What do you want from me?” I said all in one breathe.
He had this look in his eyes and I knew exactly what he wanted from me before he even said anything. All I could do was look at him with terror written all over my face.
He said, “You know exactly what I want. You run around here with those little clothes on everyday teasing me. I know you want me as much as I want you so don’t make this hard.”
“You’re my dad so why would you want to do me like this,” I cried.
Mr. Frank wasn’t a bad looking man. He stood five feet ten, two hundred pounds of muscle. He is the color of caramel and had black hair with sprinkles of grey throughout. Although he was handsome he was my mom’s man, a man that I looked at as my dad, a man that I considered my hero. I tried to step around him so that I could get out the shower but he grabbed my arm and threw me up against the wall again. He started kissing on my neck and my breast while rubbing between my lower lips with his fingers. I started to scream so he stopped and cuffed his huge hands around my neck and began to choke me. I scratched at his hands and my eyes were rolling into the back of my head from being choked.
He finally released me and said that if I didn’t hush with all that screaming he would kill me and wouldn’t think twice about it. Mr. Frank was a very dangerous man with a short temper that I had seen on many occasions so I believed him.
He started right back doing what he was doing. He licked and kissed on my neck then travelled down to my breast. I stood there with my eyes shut tight but tears streaming down my cheeks taking very short breaths. I was praying that he would hurry up and get this over with so I could get as far away from him as I could. He licked and sucked between both breasts then his kisses started to travel down my stomach. When he got to my most prized possession he cocked my leg over his shoulder and stuck his tongue between my lips until they slowly spread apart exposing him to my virgin vagina. He licked up and down my whole pussy all the way to the back where my back door is.
The way he gently nibbled and sucked on my pearl caused me to shake and I couldn’t do anything but react. I started to let out soft moans and rotate my hips on his face. My heart was broken on the inside but my body did things on their own. I didn’t want to do this but I could no longer help myself. While he was down there eating me out he was still stroking his huge manhood. He forcefully turned my body around and my breast were up against the wall. He spread my butt cheeks with his hands and attacked me with his tongue. It was feeling so good that I threw my head back and continued to moan uncontrollably. When he felt that I had enough for the time being he stood up an ordered me to my knees. I didn’t know what he wanted me to do so I immediately said no. That pissed him off so he slapped me so hard that I started to see stars, my knees felt like jello, and I fell on them right in front of him.
Mr. Frank yanked me by my hair and stuck his huge dick in my mouth. He said that if I scrape him with my teeth then he would beat the shit out of me. He started out little by little, inch by inch until he reached the back of my throat. I gagged and he slapped me again. He began to fuck my mouth with his dick tenderly at first then began to forcefully jam his dick down my throat. Again, tears flowed out of my eyes in puddles as I was being forced to suck a man’s dick who I once loved.
Mr. Frank fucked my face for a good ten minutes before I felt him release down my throat. I attempted to spit it out but he slapped me across my face again and told me to swallow. Once he had enough he washed both of our bodies and said that if I tell my mom then he would kill us both. This went on for three more years and turned into a secret love affair.
I know what you may be thinking. Yes, I did feel bad but after so ma
ny years of this I couldn’t help but fall in love with Mr. Frank. The things he did to my body and the way that he catered to my every need fooled me into thinking that this was something that was good for me. As long as my mom didn’t know then it could go on forever. When I was sixteen Mr. Frank got me an apartment in Pleasant Grove. He told me that he had to get us a place where we could be alone. He started spending nights at my house and leaving around six thirty so that he could beat my mom home and appear that he had been there the whole time.
One night he came to my house around twelve thirty and was drunk as ever. He slapped me across my face four hard times and blamed me for the problems that he and my mom had been having. When I told him that he was the fault for all his problems and that if it wasn’t for him then we would never have been in this position, he started to beat me. I screamed and begged for him to stop but he kept right on beating me until he got tired. When he stopped he stood there huffing and puffing looking at my body strewn about on the floor. I don’t know what happened. Maybe it was my black eye or bloodied lip turned him on but he ripped off all of my clothes and stood me up.
He picked me up with both of my legs positioned over his arms and slammed me against the wall. He began long stroking me, forcefully slamming in as far as he could go. He repeatedly hit my g-spot and I began to splash all over him. He was stroking my pussy so good that I forgot about the beating that he had given me and started throwing it back at him as if he we had just had a romantic night. We were so engrossed with our lovemaking that we did not hear my mom creep in the house. Dammit, I forgot that I had given her a house key.