by Latasha Rose
out of control. Her hand found its way to his knee then
massaged its way up is thigh right into his crotch. She pulled it
out and wrapped her lips around it. He didn’t stop her, he sat
back to enjoy the ride, his dick was hard as cement and throbbing
for attention. As she sucked she felt him grab the back of her head
for better friction Before he could release in her mouth she took
off her shorts and spread her legs expecting something else first.
“Kiss it.” She said. “I wanna see if your tongue really got that
magic like she said.”
He frowned and stood up, pushed back the coffee table,
violently bent her over the couch and shoved his dick inside of
her. He slapped her ass and banged her so hard the couch almost
tilted over from the force. He never gave her the oral sex when
she asked and she wanted it so badly; she tried everything but
it never worked. It pissed her off when she had to listen to
Envie tell detailed stories about how skillful he was with his
tongue, but tonight would be different because she was tired of
holding Envies’ little secret. She wanted the attention, she
wanted to be the only girl in Bishop’ life and didn’t care what she
had to do to make it happen. She planned to tell Bishop
everything she knew and was ready to deal with whatever came
long with it. Her feelings for him and grown very deep now and
she wanted him all to herself and if she couldn’t have him she
was going to make for damn sure that Envie couldn’t either.
After Solo was done swallowing her juices, he lay in her bed
waiting for something more.
“Uh, uh nigga! She squealed. “Get your ass up cause I’m about
to go!” She demanded.
“Oh, so you just gonna do a nigga like that?”
“You damn right! I got shit to do.”
“Okay, we gonna finish this later then!” He insisted.
She pointed between the two of them. “We aint finishing shit
later! You need to leave.” She pointed at him.
“Fuck you—you scandalous Bitch!” He roared.
“That’s Ms. Bitch now get the fuck out!” He rushed at her and
webbed his hand over her face and pushed her head into the
wall. “You aint nothing but a dirty hoe anyway!”
“Yeah and you love this dirty Bitch too!” She yelled at the
back of his head as he left her room. She waited until she heard
the door slam then ran to lock it. Ten seconds later she heard a
knock again and ran to look out of the peep hole. “Oh, it’s Boss.”
She said under her breath. She sighed and opened the door.
Poboy picked the black bag up off of the floor and sat it on the
counter. As soon as he unzipped it Solo and Lalow came
through the front door.
“What up Po?” Lalow asked.
“Man I been calling you mothafuckas and I aint get no answer!
Nigga, where ya’ll been?”
“Man, you know me. I been handling business then I get a call
from this nigga talking about come scoop him up.” Lalow
looks at Solo and shakes his head. “Nigga, I told you about
fuckin with that busted up hoe! Bitch put you out and got you
standing on corners and shit, nigga your nose is wide open!”
Solo speaks up, “Nawh man, it aint even like that. You
know I don’t give a damn about that hoe!”
Poboy sucks his teeth, Shit, you saying that now but you’ll be
your ass over there tomorrow begging that bitch to let you in.”
He and Lalow laughed.
Solo got up and walked to his room. “Man fuck both of
ya’ll!”
Lalow asks, “Say man, your girl bring that?”
“Yeah, it’s over there.”Poyboy pointed to the black bag. “Go
check it out.” He said taking two beers out of the fridge and
placing one on the counter.
Lalow unzips the bag, “Hell yeah nigga, this the shit right
here!” He said smiling. Feeling accomplished he lit a cigarette
and sat down. He blew out smoke and picked the beer up off of
the counter then starts to lecture, “Say man, you need to talk to
your boy cause he been fuckin up for a minute now. We got
business we need to take care of right now plus in the future and
we—nawh scratch that, I can’t have that nigga fuckin up my
money over some nothing ass hoe. Everybody in the hood done
tapped that hoe-bitch including me and he come along and get
pussy whipped by this stankin ass slut.” He chuckled a little
then went back to puffing.
“Shit, he’ll see the game sooner or later.” Poboy said.
“For his sake he better make it sooner.” He puts out his
cigarette and finish off his beer.
“Hey, Bro tell that nigga I said if he got to be fuckin with the
trick then keep her in check, slap her ass around a little bit, get
some act right in her, that’s real talk but, I’m about to bounce. I’ma
holla at you later, a’ight.”He picked up the black bag the two of
them slap fist and he takes off.
Solo picks up the phone and dialed, a voice on the other end
met his. “Hello.”
“Hey, I need you to do me a favor.” He said.
“You know I got you. What I got to do?”
Solo tells the voice what he needs hangs up the phone then
goes back into the living room.
“That nigga gone?” He asked Poyboy.
“Yeah, he burnt off a few minutes ago. Say, man I told that
nigga I wasn’t gonna get up in your business but he got a point,
this is business. Get you shit together, Bro cause it’s fucking with
our paper, you feel me?”
“The hell you mean get my shit together, nigga I’m straight!”
“You letting a bitch stop you from focusing on what you need
to be doing, that’s what the fuck I’m talkin about! And it aint the
first time.”
Solo was getting frustrated. “Man, I already told you I
don’t give a fuck about that hoe.”
“Aight Bro, whatever you say, just keep your shit together,
for real.”
“Say man, you niggas still hitting the club up lata?”Solo
asked.
“Yeah, that nigga Bishop on his way now.”
“Aight, I’ma roll wit ya’ll niggas then.”
“I aint tripping. Just leave that slanted eye bitch at home and
we cool.” Poboy suggested.
Solo waved him off and went back to his room. After a
shower he threw on some Roca Wear, his new Jordan’s, brushed
up his waves, splashed on some Unforgivable and he was ready
for whatever.
Envie glanced at the time. She had been waiting for Ephie
and Kima for thirty minutes which put her fifteen minutes
behind her planned time. Her mind shifted to Steebo then to
Bishop then back to Steebo and how he made her feel. It was
something she could never bring to words; she did things with
him she’d never imagine doing with Bishop. With Steebo she
didn’t have to worry about the fighting or the jealous rages. He
trusted her to be who she was and didn’t have a problem with
her making her own decisions, they connected in ways that
made her feel free. Whenever she was with him it w
as like being
far away, she could relax and express herself however she
wanted and that brought out the best in her. He would listen to
her talk for hours he never seemed uninterested and never
interrupted her. He respected her mind, and cared about her
happiness and that made it possible for her to consider leaving
Bishop for good, but for now she was caught between the two
of them. Steebo knew about Bishop but she never told him
about the beatings and bruises. She thought that if she told him
that he’d probably try to kill Bishop and she didn’t want that
blood on her hands. She shook away her thoughts and grabbed
the two bags she’d packed earlier and took them to the trunk of
her car. Her eyes met with the head lights of a car pulling into the
parking lot. The driver blew the horn. “Beep-Beep.” It was
Ephie.
“You ready to go hoochie?” She yelled parking her car next to
Envies’.
Envie took a deep breath then blew it out. All of a sudden
she started to feel on edge but she didn’t know why. Her nerves
where beginning to take over and that wasn’t like her at all but
she ignored it in order to get on with her night. I’m just excited
that’s all. She comforted herself. Another set of head lights
appeared. It was Kima and she zoomed into the spot next to
Ephie.
“You bitches ready to roll out?” She smirked.
“Yeah, give me a minute.” Envie said. She went back into
her apartment to get her purse and locked up. Then they all
jumped in her BMW and rolled out.
The Hot Spot had a long line out front but Kima had
connections so they didn’t have to wait.
The music was just right and the whole club was jumping to
the Bossy song as they walked in. “I’m bossy, I’m the first girl to
scream on a track…”
“Ooh girl, that’s what’s up!” Kima moved to the beat of the
music, shaking her hips and dropping her ass to the floor.
Envie and Ephie followed her out to the dance floor where
they all shook their hips and dropped to the beat. Ephie
accidentally bumped her ass against a man dancing behind her.
“Excuse me,” she said.
“Nawh, you good lil moma.”
The man danced his way into her but before he got too close
she stopped him in his tracks.
“Uh, uh, you don’t know me like that!” She confirmed.
“You damn near knock me down with all that ass and I can’t
get a dance?” he asked.
“Look Nigga, I said excuse me, that’s all you get.”
Without saying anything else the man danced his way back
into the crowed and disappeared. They stayed on the floor
through four songs then went to the bar for drinks.
“First rounds on me!” Envie shouts over the music. She
ordered a Vodka and orange juice.
What you hoochies drinking?” she asked.
“Cognac and sprite on ice.” Ephie answered. She received a
look from Envie and responded to it, “Oh, Bitch you know I got to
have my Brandy so don’t even trip.”
The three of them danced in their seats and watched the dance
floor from the bar.
Kima ask, “What time you hooking up with Steebo, Envie?”
“As soon as I leave here.”
“Where ya’ll going and anyway when you gonna let me meet
him?”
“Bitch don’t play! I already told you I aint telling you
nothing, so quit asking.” She smiled but Kima frowned and went
back to sipping her drink. Before they could focus their eyes
back to the dance floor a Morris Chestnut look alike was
standing in front of them. He was wearing slacks and a button
down shirt and collar.
“What’s up baby?” He said looking at Kima.
She answered, “Nothing, now move you blocking my view.”
“Come dance with me, baby.”
“I aint dancing with you.” She snapped.
“Oh, so it’s like that?”
She didn’t answered she mugged him instead. He waved her
off and walked away just as smooth as he came.
She yelled, “Bye!” Then laughed.
Ephie was giving her a nasty look that she didn’t notice
because she was too busy laughing.
Envie asks, “Why you do shit like that, Sekima? He only
looked like one of the few decent niggas around here. See, I don’t
understand you-you always send the good niggas packing and
welcome the aint shit niggas with open legs.” She laughed but
tried not to hide her sarcasm.
“Girl, don’t act like you didn’t see what that fool had on.” She
said still laughing.”Besides that nigga aint shit just like the rest
of them.”
“Ephie sucked her teeth, “Well, shit he should be just what
you looking for.”
The DJ took them back to the old school slow jams, couples
came together as one on the dance floor and those who came
alone found someone to become one with. Three males walked
up to the three of them and asked them to dance. Envie was
feeling her buzz so she took the hand of the one closest to her.
Her sister sat frozen in her seat until she said to her, “Girl it’s just
dancing.” Kima had found a partner and was already on the
floor. As they made their way to the floor one song ended and
another began. “I-think-I’m-get-in kinda horny and I like it baby…” It
was one of Envie’s favorite oldies, she put her arms around
her partner’s neck and he wrapped his around her waist, they
began to grind. The music took her back into time and into a
trance. Still too close, she turned her back to him and began to
grind her ass against him. She wasn’t paying attention to
anything else around her she just closed her eyes and pretended
he was Steebo. She dropped her ass to the floor and slowly slid
up against him then she wrapped his arms around her mid
section and they grinned some more. When she turned around
to face him again she could feel his meat rising and his tongue
going into her mouth, she instantly backed away from him. He
stood there still rotating his pelvis against the air, seductively
watching her. He tried to pull her close again but she refused
and walked back to her seat. On the way she ran into Ephie.
“Where you been?” Envie asked.
“In the bathroom. I just got off of the phone with Po, he on his
way and Bishop is with him.”
“What! Envie shrieked. “He told me he was gonna be tied up
all night. Did you tell him I was here?”
“Tramp, think about what you asking me, you know I
wouldn’t do no shit like that. He was calling to let me know
where he was going to be. I didn’t even tell Po I was here.”
“Well, I’m about to leave cause I don’t feel like the drama
tonight. I can’t have him fuckin up my night.”
“So what you gonna do about your homegirl, cause you know
I don’t fuck with her like that.”
“Damn Phie, why you got to be like that?” I thought all that
was behind us.”
“I just don’t trust the Bitch.”
/>
“Whatever, Ephie you don’t have to tell her nothing I’ll holla
at ya’ll later.”
“So how she getting home?”
“Well,you and Po can—”
Ephie cut her off, “Uh, uh, Bitch not even if you paid me.” She